6/10/93 at Rich was mine. I happened to be in SF when Jerry died, actually. I was standing at Pier 39 the night before he died, looking out at Marin, and for some reason I thought about him. And I'm not a huge Deadhead or anything, just a fan. Then the next morning I woke up and checked AOL (it was ten years ago) and there was the news. Drove down to San Mateo to get some new tires on my truck and the first song that came on my tape deck was "Uncle John's Band."
Come along or go alone
He's come to take his children home
I just about lost it there. Later that day we went up to the Haight and milled around a bit. Then went to GG Park and I saw a car parked with paint on its rear window that read: "Love Is Real Not Fade Away: JG RIP."