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    Jim Blackfeather
    Jim Blackfeather passed Saturday, September 29, 2007. His grandchild was born on the full moon September 2007. His life changed the world! Memorial: October 6, 2007 P.M., central daylight time, Melbourne, Arkansas U.S.A.Kit
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    yeah, many thanks for that...
    We can only dream of such radio in the Bay Area. But, a moment of respect for the late great Tom Donahue of KSAN, who was great while he lasted.
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    that was such a wonderful sentiment. i'm sure jake is smiling down, knowing that he DID make a difference. ROCK ON BRO!! peace nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile
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    I just read, in our local newspaper, that another of my childhood heroes has died. Jake Einstein started a radio station in my home area, known as WHFS, which was immediately coined "Progressive Radio" because he allowed his DJ's to play the music they were familiar with regardless of the pressures of record labels and promoters. Many times, DJ's at the station would play the "B" sides of the popular songs by artists whose more complex work and art lie buried in the tracks of albums, never heard by larges segments of American audiences, on their way to and from school and work. When the station first opened, they resided in Rockville, MD. at 103.1 FM and as a high schooler, working for my cousin's stone contracting business on the 100K (wow that was a ton of $$$ in those days) homes in Potomac, MD., I mixed mortar and hauled stone for the masons installing the house fronts, fireplaces and retaining walls to the sounds of all my favorite music and that which I had never heard, as the weak, homegrown signal came in loud and clear. It made my life bearable, in those days. As an adult, I came to live and work across town and my trips to the Rockville area became scant and I missed the station very much. Miraculously, the station pulled up stakes and moved to Lanham, MD. where I was close enough to listen practically every day, at work. Ultimately Mr. Einstein sold the station to a conglomerate, back in the mid 80's and it's demise was realized. Before it passed into the new owners' hands, Jake treated us, his fans, to 24 hrs. of commercial free radio that to this day, was a great experience for me. Along that same period of time, I moved my family to a little community on the Chesapeake bay between Washington and Annapolis, MD. and while scanning the air waves for something different, one evening, I heard the sound of a familiar voice, Damien Einstein, the son of owner Jake Einstein. They had started a new station in Annapolis, called WRNR!!! I've been listening ever since. A few years ago, Jake retired and the station was run much as it had been with small changes occasionally made to keep up with the commercialized society we all know is here to stay. Recently and quietly, the station again changed hands and Damien also retired. It's still a great radio station with awesome folks trying to do what appears to be impossible in today's world which is keep themselves original and not sway to the massive markets that are moving formats away from Rock-N-Roll (RNR) as demographics swallow the memories of my childhood in the social upheaval of immigration and financial take overs. My time is coming as well. I can feel it with each headline that tolls the end of our Golden Age that was made possible by folks like Jake Einstein. Thanks Jake, I'll never forget what you did for my life and Rock-N-Roll. The Dude Abides!
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    david "blind dave" graham memorial info
    our loving friend & brother dave graham a.k.a. blind dave, passed on early yesterday morning, atleast now he is no longer in pain, & he is hanging with pappa, & many other old friends lost !!!! there is a memorial being held tomorrow sunday 9/16/07 at the home of joel & liz klein. joel & liz klein 3757 n. wayne st. chicago, il 60613 please call (773) 477-3946 or (773) 793-1010 for more info.... if you knew dave personally, & would like more info about his passing, please leave me a personal message, & i will contact you a.s.a.p... or post a reply with your info, & i will contact you a.s.a.p.... please post any stories you may have, & they will be read aloud at the memorial thank you kindly: jcap
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    A moment of appreciative silence for Phil Frank, cartoonist extraordinaire and, according to all who knew him, one of the nicest people who ever lived, who passed on on Wednesday. In Bolinas, bless his heart. A moment of commiseration for all of us who must go the remainder of our days without Farley, Irene, Bruce, Alphonse, Bruin Hilda, Orwell T. Katt, et al.
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    thanks for the post, badger
    I used to really love Weather Report back in the day (Miles, I learned about later). A truly legendary band. Gotta dig out some of that stuff.
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    This from his website Joe Zawinul was born in Earth time on 07 July 1932 and was born in Eternity time on 11 September, 2007. He, and his music, will continue to inspire! Great musician, great man. Time to pull out 'In a Silent Way' or 'Bitches Brew' and some Weather Report too. If you don't know him here is one obit Eclectic Keyboardist Joe Zawinul Dies at 75 Joe Zawinul helped bring the volume, distortion and electronics of rock into jazz through his work with Miles Davis and the group Weather Report. Zawinul died of cancer early Tuesday morning. He was 75. What came to be called jazz-rock fusion drew howls of protest from purists. But it also drew praise from others for broadening the audience for jazz. In the 1960s, playing in Cannonball Adderley's band, Zawinul penned his first hit: "Mercy, Mercy, Mercy." Pianist Herbie Hancock became friends with Zawinul right around the time Adderley's quintet recorded that tune. He says the composition surprised him. "For a white Viennese boy to write a tune that's that black is pretty remarkable," Hancock says. "He just captured the essence of the African-American heritage, just the statement of melody and feeling of that song. Clearly, in some past life, Joe must've been black." Zawinul may have had the instincts of a jazz musician, but he also worked at it. He came from a poor Viennese family. His twin brother died when he was 4. He learned to play the accordion when he was 6, was accepted in the Vienna Conservatory and wound up at Boston's Berklee College of Music in 1958. He didn't stay long: He was hired away by Maynard Ferguson, landed a job with singer Dinah Washington, and then joined Adderley's group. Eventually, Zawinul wanted to find his own sound. The electric keyboard he used on "Mercy, Mercy, Mercy" pointed toward his future. He went on to compose "In A Silent Way," the title track for one of Miles Davis' earliest experiments in electronics. In 1970, Zawinul, with saxophonist Wayne Shorter, founded Weather Report, a group that had a dramatic impact on jazz. The band stormed concert halls at a time when rock had driven mainstream jazz to the margins. Alex Acuna played percussion with the band. He says Shorter and Zawinul had a specific vision about where they wanted to go with their music. "The vision was to make a band that makes music with all the sounds that the world generates," Acuna says. Acuna stayed close to Joe Zawinul over the years, and also played with Zawinul in his later group, the Joe Zawinul Syndicate. Acuna says Zawinul was a big fan of sports, especially boxing. He had a reputation for being gruff, but Acuna says he was just honest and direct. And musically, he didn't like to repeat himself
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    Why do they happen in bunches? In related news, a person familiar with Carter Albrecht, of The New Bohemians, has shed some interesting light on that tragedy and may well be of interest to folks here and in general. Apparently, Carter was taking an oral medication for smoking cessation called Chantix (Varenicline) made by Pfizer. This medication has been reported to cause several disturbing psychotic side effects, in some people. Also, combined with alcohol, this drug can have "synergistic" amplification effects. For anyone unfamiliar with what synergistic reactions involve, only one word need to be uttered, UNPREDICTABLE. It would be the equivalent of a mathematical formula such as this: 2 + 8 = 27. In other words, no one can predict or claim to understand the effect of combining such substances. As my 5th grade science teacher once told me, "a word to the wise is sufficient!" "All energy flows according to the whims of the Great Magnet. What a fool I was to defy him."
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    Thanks Maestro! By ALESSANDRA RIZZO, Associated Press Writer 8 minutes ago ROME - Luciano Pavarotti, whose vibrant high C's and ebullient showmanship made him one of the world's most beloved tenors, died Thursday, his manager told The Associated Press. He was 71. His manager, Terri Robson, told the AP in an e-mailed statement that Pavarotti died at his home in Modena, Italy, at 5 a.m. local time. Pavarotti had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer last year and underwent further treatment in August. "The Maestro fought a long, tough battle against the pancreatic cancer which eventually took his life. In fitting with the approach that characterised his life and work, he remained positive until finally succumbing to the last stages of his illness," the statement said. For serious fans, the unforced beauty and thrilling urgency of Pavarotti's voice made him the ideal interpreter of the Italian lyric repertory, especially in the 1960s and '70s when he first achieved stardom. For millions more, his charismatic performances of standards like "Nessun dorma" from Puccini's "Turandot" came to represent what opera is all about. Instantly recognizable from his charcoal black beard and tuxedo-busting girth, Pavarotti radiated an intangible magic that helped him win hearts in a way Placido Domingo and Jose Carreras — his partners in the "Three Tenors" concerts — never quite could. "I always admired the God-given glory of his voice — that unmistakable special timbre from the bottom up to the very top of the tenor range," Domingo said in a statement from Los Angeles. "I also loved his wonderful sense of humor and on several occasions of our concerts with Jose Carreras — the so-called Three Tenors concerts — we had trouble remembering that we were giving a concert before a paying audience, because we had so much fun between ourselves," he said. The tenor, who seemed equally at ease singing with soprano Joan Sutherland as with the Spice Girls, scoffed at accusations that he was sacrificing his art in favor of commercialism. "The word commercial is exactly what we want," he said, after appearing in the widely publicized "Three Tenors" concerts. "We've reached 1.5 billion people with opera. If you want to use the word commercial, or something more derogatory, we don't care. Use whatever you want." In the annals of that rare and coddled breed, the operatic tenor, it may well be said the 20th century began with Enrico Caruso and ended with Pavarotti. Other tenors — Domingo included — may have drawn more praise from critics for their artistic range and insights, but none could equal the combination of natural talent and personal charm that so endeared him to audiences. "Pavarotti is the biggest superstar of all," the late New York Times music critic Harold Schonberg once said. "He's correspondingly more spoiled than anybody else. They think they can get away with anything. Thanks to the glory of his voice, he probably can." In his heyday, he was known as the "King of the High C's" for the ease with which he tossed off difficult top notes. In fact it was his ability to hit nine glorious high C's in quick succession that first turned him into an international superstar singing Tonio's aria "Ah! Mes amis," in Donizetti's "La Fille du Regiment" at New York's Metropolitan Opera in 1972. In the 1990s, Pavarotti's teaming with Domingo and Carreras became a music business phenomenon and spawned copycats such as the Three Irish Tenors. Pavarotti starred in a film called "Yes, Giorgio" (though its failure scuttled his hopes for a Hollywood career) and appeared in a filmed version of "Rigoletto." He wrote an autobiography, "I, Luciano Pavarotti," and made more than 90 recordings. From Beijing to Buenos Aires, people immediately recognized his incandescent smile and lumbering bulk, clutching a white handkerchief as he sang arias and Neapolitan folk songs, pop numbers and Christmas carols for hundreds of thousands in outdoor concerts. His name seemed to show up as much in gossip columns as serious music reviews, particularly after he split with Adua Veroni, his wife of 35 years and mother of their three daughters, and then took up with his 26-year-old secretary in 1996. In late 2003, he married Nicoletta Mantovani in a lavish, star-studded ceremony. Pavarotti said their daughter Alice, nearly a year old at the time of the wedding, was the main reason he and Mantovani finally wed after years together. In the latter part of his career, some music critics cited what they saw as an increasing tendency toward the vulgar and the commercial. He came under fire for canceling performances or pandering to the lowest common denominator in his choice of programs, or for the Three Tenors tours and their millions of dollars in fees. He was criticized for lip-synching at a concert in Modena, Italy, his hometown. An artist accused him of copying her works from a how-to-draw book and selling the paintings. The son of a baker who was an amateur singer, Pavarotti was born Oct. 12, 1935, in Modena. He had a meager upbringing, though he said it was rich with happiness. "Our family had very little, but I couldn't imagine one could have any more," Pavarotti said. As a boy, Pavarotti showed more interest in soccer than his studies, but he also was fond of listening to his father's recordings of tenor greats like Beniamino Gigli, Tito Schipa, Jussi Bjoerling and Giuseppe Di Stefano, his favorite. Among his close childhood friends was Mirella Freni, who would eventually become a soprano and an opera great herself. The two studied singing together and years later ended up making records and concerts together, according to Elvio Giudici, an Italian opera critic. In his teens, Pavarotti joined his father, also a tenor, in the church choir and local opera chorus. He was influenced by the American movie actor-singer Mario Lanza. "In my teens I used to go to Mario Lanza movies and then come home and imitate him in the mirror," Pavarotti said. Singing was still nothing more than a passion while Pavarotti trained to become a teacher and began working in a school. But at 20, he traveled with his chorus to an international music competition in Wales. The Modena group won first place, and Pavarotti began to dedicate himself to singing. With the encouragement of his then fiancee, Adua Veroni, he started lessons, selling insurance to pay for them. He studied with Arrigo Pola and later Ettore Campogalliani. In 1961, Pavarotti won a local voice competition and with it a debut as Rodolfo in Puccini's "La Boheme." He followed with a series of successes in small opera houses throughout Europe before his 1963 debut at Covent Garden in London, where he stood in for Di Stefano as Rodolfo. Having impressed conductor Richard Bonynge, Pavarotti was given a role opposite Bonynge's wife, soprano Joan Sutherland, in a Miami production of "Lucia di Lamermoor." They subsequently signed him for a 14-week tour of Australia. It was the recognition Pavarotti needed to launch his career. He also credited Sutherland with teaching him how to breathe correctly. In the following years, Pavarotti made a series of major debuts, appearing at La Scala in Milan in 1965, San Francisco in 1967 and New York's Metropolitan Opera House in 1968. Other early venues included Vienna, Paris and Chicago. Throughout his career, Pavarotti struggled with a much-publicized weight problem. His love of food caused him to balloon to a reported high of 396 pounds in 1978. "Maybe this time I'll really do it and keep it up," he said during one of his constant attempts at dieting. Pavarotti, who had been trained as a lyric tenor, began taking on heavier dramatic tenor roles, such as Manrico in Verdi's "Trovatore" and the title role in "Otello." Pavarotti often drew comparisons with Domingo, his most notable contemporary. Aficionados judged Domingo the more complete and consistent musician, but he never captured the public imagination like Pavarotti. Though there appeared to be professional jealousy between the great singers, Pavarotti claimed he preferred to judge himself only against his earlier performances. In the mid-1970s, Pavarotti became a true media star. He appeared in television commercials and began appearing in hugely lucrative mega-concerts outdoors and in stadiums around the world. Soon came joint concerts with pop stars. A concert in New York's Central Park in 1993 drew 500,000 fans. Pavarotti's recording of "Volare" went platinum in 1988. In 1990, he appeared with Domingo and Carreras in a concert at the Baths of Caracalla in Rome for the end of soccer's World Cup. The concert was a huge success, and the record known as "The Three Tenors" was a best-seller and was nominated for two Grammy awards. The video sold over 750,000 copies. The three-tenor extravaganza became a mini-industry. With a follow-up album recorded at Dodger Stadium in Los Angeles in 1994, the three have outsold every other performer of classical music. A 1996 tour earned each tenor an estimated $10 million. Pavarotti liked to mingle with pop stars in his series of charity concerts, "Pavarotti & Friends," held annually in Modena. He performed with artists as varied as Ricky Martin, James Brown and the Spice Girls. The performances raised some eyebrows but he always shrugged off the criticism. Some say the "word pop is a derogatory word to say 'not important' — I do not accept that," Pavarotti said in a 2004 interview with the AP. "If the word classic is the word to say 'boring,' I do not accept. There is good and bad music." It was not just his annual extravaganza that saw Pavarotti involved in humanitarian work. During the 1992-95 Bosnia war, he collected humanitarian aid along with U2 lead singer Bono, and after the war he financed and established the Pavarotti Music Center in the southern city of Mostar to offer Bosnia's artists the opportunity to develop their skills. He performed at benefit concerts to raise money for victims of tragedies such as an earthquake in December 1988 that killed 25,000 people in northern Armenia. Pavarotti was also dogged by accusations of tax evasion, and in 2000 he agreed to pay nearly roughly $12 million to the Italian state after he had unsuccessfully claimed that the tax haven of Monte Carlo rather than Italy was his official residence. He had been accused in 1996 of filing false tax returns for 1989-91. Pavarotti always denied wrongdoing, saying he paid taxes wherever he performed. But, upon agreeing to the settlement, he said: "I cannot live being thought not a good person." Pavarotti was preparing to leave New York in July 2006 to resume a farewell tour when doctors discovered a malignant pancreatic mass, his manager Terri Robson said at the time. He underwent surgery in a New York hospital, and all his remaining 2006 concerts were canceled. Pancreatic cancer is one of the most dangerous forms of the disease, though doctors said the surgery offered improved hopes for survival. "I was a fortunate and happy man," Pavarotti told Italian daily Corriere della Sera in an interview published about a month after the surgery. "After that, this blow arrived." "And now I am paying the penalty for this fortune and happiness," he told the newspaper. Fans were still waiting for a public appearance a year after his surgery. In the summer of 2007, Pavarotti taught a group of selected students and worked on a recording of sacred songs, a work expected to be released in early 2008, according to his manager. He mostly divided his time between his home town, Modena, and his villa in the Adriatic seaside resort of Pesaro. Faced with speculation that the tenor was near death, Mantovani, his second wife, told Italian newspaper La Stampa in July 2007: "He's fighting like a lion and he has never lost his heart." Pavarotti had three daughters with his first wife, Lorenza, Cristina and Giuliana; and one, Alice, with his second wife. The Dude Abides!
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Farewell IanSex'n'drugs'n rock'n'roll Hit me with your rythm stick A physically challenged maniac for the 80s. RIP Ian
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Good to be reminded of the much missed Ian Dury, even though he died nearly 10 years ago! He was a truly original artist and performer and a brilliant lyricist. His last tour, when he was terminally ill, was brave, moving and at the same time a great celebration.
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Well, it was the ten year anniversary of his death anyway. I think the news story I heard had to do with some kind of award being made to physically challenged musicians or artists that had his name attached to it.
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Yes Thank ya Thank ya very much !! Elvis has left the building .
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shares the same birthday as Elvis, if my source is correct. ********************************** By trying we can easily learn to endure adversity -- another man's I mean. Mark Twain
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“Salinger had remarked that he was in this world but not of it,” from family statement. How many times have I felt like that and that is why his work meant so much to me. I read Catcher In The Rye in one day when I was in my mid teens. Even though he was an east coast preppie and I was a midwest farm kid, there was something in his writing and in Holden that I could relate to and connect with, Alienation!. This book was a rite of passage. Thank J.D. Salinger. I knew I was not the only alienated freak, there were lots of us through the decades. But I did move on and connect with many things, just not much of mainstream society. Alienation, finding oneself, growth and sharing. Salinger described what so many go through in those troubled teen age years. If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. William Blake
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Thank you J.D. for Holden Caulfield.I do not know if he would have been a Deadhead as he was not much of a joiner.I do know I often relate to Holden's angst,his signature headgear and his disdain for "swell" society....El T.
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my students finished catcher just a few weeks ago- and i have seen a few of them this morning in the hallways wearing their red hunting hats -- rest in peace, salinger- caroline
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We were going to read this in English class in 8th grade (I think, circa 1968 or 69), until the Vice Principal (the discipline-enforcer...the "cut your hair!" guy, and so on) decided that reading it would pollute the precious bodily fluids and corrupt the brains of his innocent little charges (that'd be us, the students). Having not read the book himself -- he admitted it to us -- he based his decision on what he "knew" and had been told about the subject matter and racy content. How many times have you heard that story? Having had the book banned out from under us, most of us (the ones that liked to read, that is) bought copies on our own, and sampled the forbidden fruit just to spite the jerk. And a few of us read it again, and again, and again. As an added bonus, we'd had our first group experience in defying authority...valuable lessons all the way around, as it turned out. So we learned: repression > rebellion. Thanks, Mr whatever-your-name-was! And especial thanks, JD Salinger. I still have that very dog-eared paperback in my library, sitting next to a hardcover copy I bought years later. RIP, JD...
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Historian and author of many books including the must read A People's History of the United States as well as being a civil rights and anti-war activist. People's History tells the history of Native Americans, immigrants, labor and our wide ethinic diverse population that isn't in the standard history textbook. He lived to tell truths. An inspiration. Thank you Howard Zinn. If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. William Blake
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because history is like a chewing gum,once you stepped on it than it sticks to ones brain until you can scratch it of with the help of people like this man,who are tryin to tell the way it REALLY was.Let us be grateful for the few people who give real information to the world!!!!!
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Ahhhh,the different ways we do the different things we do....J.D.Salinger gave us Holden Caulfield,handed us the bat and left the game.Howard Zinn picked up the bat and just kept swinging....Thank you Howard Zinn.
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retreat/advance, solitude/activism, disengagement/participation, these two lives showing the Yin/Yang of human existence If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. William Blake
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Pigpen passed away at age 27, 37 years ago. Turn on your lovelight in his memory, will ya?Thanks, DL, for the reminder...
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"LEAVE IT ON" as Pigpen used to say...........
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I know most people don't equate the love for a pet to be the same as a human. However I can personally say that to some, our "Fur Kids" are like children to us. We loved them just as much as any one would a person who was special in their life.My best friend, companion and the absolute best dog ever "Ziggy" pasted away February 18th and it's been hard getting over him. It was his time and I'm sure he's in a much better place now but he's missed very much.
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on the contrary, some pets i have met were more human then their humans. it's my belief that here we can share mourning.......and loss. God bless Ziggy, whatever beach, or field, or park he is now chasing rabbits in.
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Yes indeed,I like to think of the Fourth Dimension as a place where my beloved ol' Spooky can lie around the campfire listenin' to the likes of Pigpen swappin' stories with the other members of this family who have made the transition....I am sure Ziggy will find the gathering.Meanwhile in the here and now,Hearts to you FoolfortheDead....
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However in this day and age it's easy to offend someone and I didn't want to do that. I appreciate the kind remarks and understanding. Some of my close friends were not as compassionate. I knew Dead heads were a better breed of folks.Thank You Again
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Peter graduated from the University of Nebraska-Lincoln with a Bachelor of Fine Arts Degree. Photography was his passion. He won many awards including the Nikon International and a number of his photographs have been published, including one on the cover of Life Magazine. Peter was born and raised in Lincoln, Nebraska. Peter and Missy recently celebrated their twenty-sixth wedding anniversary. Peter was a family man who loved his wife and kids with all his might. When Jerry Garcia died years ago, there was a spontaneous celebration at a park in Lincoln. Peter arrived with an unending supply of 5 x 7 copies of a photo he shot of Garcia from a St. Louis Grateful Dead show a couple years earlier. Garcia was bathed in a blue light and Peter smiled as he handed these out to all those in gathered in remembrance. "There's nothing you can hold, for very long...... Stella Blue". Peter was a great talent, a kind man, a good father, and had a smile for all he knew and those he hadn't met yet. "I know you rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone." The Truth is realized in an instant, the act is practiced step by step.
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A tireless speaker and author of a crucial history of our country. Howard Zinn is a hero for our time, of which there are few left.
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Peter sounds like a very fine man. Sorry for the loss, may his spirit live on in those whose lives he touched. If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. William Blake
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I have no idea what Lincoln Nebraska is like, but I am fairly sure it is not the centre of the universe or Deadheaddom. I can see that they played there once (2/26/73). The thought of a spontaneous gathering there when Jerry died is a heartwarming testament to the impact the man had on so many lives. I am trying to imagine it and Peter handing out those photos...great image
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Keith was my good friend whom i worked with for the last 4 years. I'm really gonna miss him. Going to calling hours on Friday. I haven't been to a funeral in 20 years. It really makes you stop and think about how precious life really is... KEITH... You will be missed, but never forgotton my friend.. Rest In Peace Keith I love you brother, Moye
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WAY too young. So sorry.
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One of those guys whose music launched a thousand bands...59, too young. Won't you tell your dad "Get off my back" Tell him what we said 'bout "Paint It Black" Rock 'n Roll is here to stay Come inside now, it's okay
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I missed the Big Star craze, but "gimme a ticket for an aeroplane" was in my DNA before the Dead were. Safe travels Alex Chilton.
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legendary photographer and even more legendary character about whom we all have many tales, passed away last night.
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Bay Area legendary character. You might well ask why I am posting the former owner of the Warriors here. Well, it's a long story, but... Back in the early '90s, when AOL was just a baby, I frequented the dogs area as well as the GD area, and one day a guy posted that he was in the Berkeley area and looking for a live-in caretaker for his dog when he went on frequent biz trips. I sent him an email recommending my dogsitter as a likely resource. He thanked me and said oh by the way, if I ever wanted tix to a Warriors game I should call his secretary Shirley, and she'd set me up. It was at that point that I put two and two together and realized I was dealing with Franklin Mieuli His Bad Self, but aside from getting a big kick out of it I thought no more of the matter, because I did not care about Warriors games... Cut to a few weeks later. I pass my boss's office. My boss and the head sales guy are bemoaning the fact that he has foolishly given his season tickets to his daughter and her friends, and now the game is sold out and he is shut out and is going to be stuck in the parking lot listening to the game on the radio waiting to give the teens a ride home. Excuse me, I say innocently. I couldn't help but overhear. Perhaps I can do something. Whereupon I gave them the short explanation and went and called Shirley, who quickly set me up. I made my way back to the boss's office, where he and the sales guy were still stunned, as nothing in my previous life had suggested I would be a source of tix to a sold-out Warriors game. Okay, here's where to pick up the tickets, I said. Only thing is, I think I'd better come along and use one of the tickets because I have a feeling someone might come looking for me. No sooner were the words out of my mouth than the receptionist is at the door looking slightly worried and saying, Mary, someone calling himself Franklin the Dog Lover is on the phone and he needs to talk to you right now! Boss is looking even more stunned. So I pick up the phone. "Shirley says you've got tickets for the game tomorrow but she doesn't think you're using them yourself!" a voice hollers. Thanking God for having anticipated this eventuality, I said truthfully oh no no, I'm coming and it would be great to see you! So Franklin goes away mollified, my cred at the office is through the roof, and in due course off we go to the game. Where we have quite nice seats, in the low 100s for those who remember the Coliseum. And we're just settling in and commenting on our good fortune when a woman in a Warriors office uniform comes up and asks if we're Shirley's party. And the next thing you know, we are in the courtside seats next to Franklin, getting the lowdown on all the players even as they come crashing into us. It was, shall we say, an unforgettable experience. EVEN ASIDE FROM THE FACT that unbeknownst to me, this was the very night at which the Rex Foundation was to present the check for the Lithuanian basketball team's uniforms to Sarunas Marciulionis, who was on the Warriors at the time. So not only did I get to catch a lovely halftime ceremony, I found myself in the VIP lounge at halftime with several band members and a slew of my Deadhead pals. So thanks always to Franklin the Dog Lover, and safe travels to him.
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Any info about our good friend Dread Fred would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
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What a loss of a brilliant actor, director, artist, and photographer. R.I.P. Dennis. Find this little clip quite á propos. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4TAixFYnDh4 ********************************** By trying we can easily learn to endure adversity -- another man's I mean. Mark Twain
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memorial day weekend. today my local newspaper listed the names of all who we have lost in iraq and afghanistan to date.............i went to a memorial day service yesterday and couldn't stop crying for an hour after....it has to stop....we must bring the others home before it's too late for them, too
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what you said.
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Thanking Johnman and Marye for reMINDING me to remember the 'heavy stuff' too....I just drifted back into Bellingham from Mountainaire....So today I remember those who have put themselves in harms way to serve our country....I pray now that they are all home soon to enjoy the lives they so greatly deserve,in peace and listening and grooving to the music of their choice....
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Thanks for the kind invitation but the 'Greyhound' only makes the Tacoma scene for about six and a half mins.,You were in my thoughts Johnman....
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can be inconvenient and oh, so, boring, but better that nuffin'!!
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Portland meadows . OR 15 years ago on Memorial day
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Portland Meadows. OR. 15 years ago on memorial day he died. If you knew him or know anyone that does or know what happened. Please contact me ... Thanks
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Hey everyone...My friend John Grantham passed away yesterday. He was 34 years old, and he had a son. I played football in high school with John, and we even lived on the same dirt road. I'm still waiting for details concerning what happened, but really it doesn't matter. He was one of my oldest friends, and now he's gone. Please send out good vibes to his family, and for me you can hoist one, burn one, or otherwise in John's memory. Thanks everyone. MacLain
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I guess this isn't the most timely post, but it's one of those sad days and I happened to fall into this group so it kinda seemed appropriate. Just over a year ago my father went over to my sister's house to do some work on the place while she was gone. As it so happened, Dad walked in on a burglar who opted to shoot Dad, take his wallet, and leave him to bleed to death in the hallway. In that instant, everything changed and my world will never be the same. I have for years pleaded with my wife for us to move out of Indiana and to let me go back to school to be a teacher/professor or something (anything to get out of IT). Now, I have to stay here. I can't leave Mom alone, she cannot take care of herself and with Dad gone, she doesn't have anyone else. So, I now swing between being so pissed about the whole situation, and guilt at being so selfish. All this is nothing compared to that last hour or 2 that Dad lay there. Anyway, today is definitely a "sad day" so I thought I'd throw my sorry story up here. -Dave
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so sorry for all your family's been through.