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marye

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Here's the place to talk about our departed loved ones -- friends, family members, tour buddies, and others we've lost along the way.

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November 17, 2009 - 8:56pm

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c_c

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June 4, 2007

thank you

thanks everybody. heading on the raod soon to take care of things; be back when I am able. meanwhile, please know how much this space and your support means to me. "so it’s broken hearts and dusty roads and somewhere there my soul explodes with every piece of every day and everything I meant to say and where I’ll be, no one can tell I’m fishing in a wishing well and i’m doing the very best I can I just hope you’ll understand now I seen all the lights that shine countless colors in my mind they climb and swim and spark and glow and ask me what it is I know I know a thing called love a thing called thunder in the sky above now I know a thing called pain now I know a thing called rain" --- Jackie Greene **** we was there together for this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ObCXBkB_o1A "Will you have some tea At the theatre with me? We did it all - didn't we? Jumped every wall - instinctively Unravelled codes - ingeniously Wired all the roads - so seamlessly We made it work But one of us failed That makes it so sad A great dream derailed One of us gone One of us mad One of us, me All of us sad All of us sad - lean on my shoulder now The story is done - it's getting colder now A thousand songs - still smoulder now We played them as one - we're older now All of us sad All of us free Before we walk from the stage Two of us Will you have some tea? Will you have some tea At the theatre with me?" ---Pete Townshend *** thank you all. (((DNC))) LOVE&PEACE.
November 17, 2009 - 4:26am

#572

gratefaldean

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June 22, 2007

Amen, CC

I just can't imagine something like this. Our thoughts are with you.
November 17, 2009 - 3:50am

#573

BobbaLee

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June 9, 2007

I can't even imagine the

I can't even imagine the sadness you feel. Our thoughts and prayers are with you. And the road goes on forever.... BobbaLee
November 16, 2009 - 10:40am

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Hal R

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June 13, 2007

ccjoe

I am so sorry for your loss of your dear wife. Peace and love to you and her family. Take care of yourself. If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. William Blake
November 15, 2009 - 10:33pm

#575

Gypsy Cowgirl

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August 14, 2007

Oh, dear....CC....

you've said it all.....my condolences........XOXOXO
November 15, 2009 - 5:12pm

#576

c_c

Joined:
June 4, 2007

thank you all

I am trying hard to think of words; just know, please know everyone here; your words mean a lot to me. thank you all. * you all knew her, you all danced with her and hugged her at the shows... she was never more impressed with spontaneous human warmth than at shows or meeting strangers on the road who shared a love of what we love. this community, online though it may be, is part of a larger tribe; we may not see each other's faces as we dance, eyes on the stage, we may not see each other's faces, eyes on the screen as our fingers dance on the keys; we may not 'hear' the words, the music drowns the voices out... but the warmth is here as it always was there; as it always will be there. Hunter's (thank's again rh, can't thank you enough) words were read, translated and read in Japanese, Thai, Lao, Khemer, Korean, Chinese, Tagalong, German, French, and also read in English. there could have been more languages, she had a wide circle of international friends, but I thought 10 readings had a certain symetry. Black Muddy River (maybe her favourite song) was played for her, and So Many Roads for us; and some other music she loved... people spoke, and heard some stories I never heard before... there could not be anythhing happy in this, but there was some dignity and people stronger than myself let me lean on them. parents should not have to attend the funeral of their child, an older brother and an older sister, and a younger sister should not have to go through this. her nieces and nephews... she and I never had kids of our own. she and I used to 'joke' and she always said she wanted to die first; I knew her love in that comment, but i still had to insist I wanted to die first for the same reasons I reckon. like everything else, she had her way. ( -; we also used to 'joke' based on some Woody Allen line, "I was the boss, and she was the decision maker" it was, I heard from the doctor, much too late to really do anything by the time she learned of the cancer. so yes, she was protecting us all with that decision to keep things to herself these past couple of months. her family is the only real family I ever had; completely loving people, completely caring people; unlike any I have ever known. her father was left an orphan by WWII American bombs; her mother, when she was a child, was literally shot at by a machine gun, dive bombing American plane as she was walking home with a friend through some rice fields after working at the war machine factory that so many children were conscripted into in that history -- yet, they accepted me, an ugly American, into their heart. our little house is about 3 hours away from their home; so we saw each other often enough, (or not often enough in retrospeck) they invited me to come live with them if I want to in the future; part of her ashes will remain in the family home, in the Buddhist tradition, some put into the family grave nearby. sad irony that her mother is a cancer survivor, and facing other health issues recently, all Nao wanted to do was help her family. there are things i must do -- will hit the road to scatter some of her ashes in some of the places she loved most. have to see and tell people she loved and who loved her, and have to walk up the trails of villages alone... some news can not be shared by phone or email. all she ever wanted and did was to help other people, less fortunate than herself; and that is her legacy. I'll do my best to continue her work; try to live her life, best I can. ** thank you all for all of your kindness. it means more than I can ever hope to express. prayers and positive vibes for her family is all I ask; parents should never have to attend the funeral of their child. (((DNC))) thank you. ** there are some roads we rode on together to re-visit, and other new roads I must face-- the ride can never be balanced without her on the back of the bike. love and peace.
November 15, 2009 - 9:46am

#577

marye

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omg joe

I am so sorry to hear this. Safe journey to your beloved old lady, and I join in the mass outpouring of love to you.
November 15, 2009 - 6:12am

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Anonymous (not verified)

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from tears to oceans

I know the place , CC Joe, from tears to salty oceans . But remember, some day , that even oceans have shores and are confined to a planet where even a lost coconut can find an island . May we all go safely on cosmic trails .
November 15, 2009 - 3:54am

#579

TigerLilly

Joined:
July 2, 2007

Joe

This one comforts me alot, so will share with you. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pudOFG5X6uA Hold on! Take comfort in your friends. ********************************** Education: that which reveals to the wise, and conceals from the stupid, the vast limits of their knowledge. Mark Twain
November 15, 2009 - 12:53am

#580

GeekyMcSquare

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June 27, 2008

CC

I'm so sorry and finding myself without many words. You will be in my thoughts and prayers. We'll all be sending you as much love as we possibly can.

John Perry Barlow

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~Hal Rowe~ (Will also add Wasserman and Deadication to canyoncritter/Scott Mattson) (~);-)Join me as I co-host the Vinyl Hour with Ned this Thursday evening as we listen to the songs of those who are gone, 2016. 92.3 KYRS at 8:00 PST. Also can be streamed, just go to the KYRS website. We will be playing the music of David Bowie, Jim Boyd, Leon Russell, Guy Clark, Prince, Mose Allison, Paul Kantner, Leonard Cohen and more. Hope you can join us. Extra bonus, it isn't just an hour, it's two hours of great tunes.

voices of the angels

farewell, Maggie. https://youtu.be/9e3sqtoRG-Y

Another one bites the dust....

https://youtu.be/iEtSkJDA61g thanks for the heads up Ms. Katniss

eat a peach...

...in rock 'n roll heaven. safe passage, Butch Trucks. https://youtu.be/w9ZubobGMLs

@Brother Butch...

RIP Claude Hudson Trucks Love you man, say hi to Jerry for me.... https://youtu.be/204n7AZVUMQ

Oh, Rob !

I'm beginning to feel like a ghoul, as if I wasn't depressed enough. Thanks for the smiles and laughs. I'll never forget the closet full of walnuts. Me & my dad laughed ourselves silly. Goodbye, Mary Tyler Moore. You were SOOOOO pretty.

RIP Mary Tyler Moore

https://youtu.be/-Zfti7b31rs what a miserable no good, sh!ta$$ day this has become.... Say hi to Jerry please, looks like you made it after all....

RIP Mary Tyler Moore redux

https://youtu.be/Ja0bHMzp0uo genius waiting on number three.... I hate gettin' old....reminds me of an old biker dude I took care of, had a tat of a noose with blood dripping down on his arm, spelling out...born to die morbid, yes. But true.

R.I.P. Chuck Berry

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SJ7eOrTqOKg Farewell to an original rock 'n roller

I miss your face!

It has been two years today that Dale left this space, and I sure miss him so very much. Every day there is something to bring a memory to mind. Miss shaking our bones at the shanty listening to the Grateful Dead, just living life. I miss everything about him. Know my love will not fade away 11:11 1:11 LOVE

Rest In Peace , Col. Bruce Hampton

By Craig Davis ~ TDS TaperLast night I bore witness to one of the most exhilarating, unique and incredible musical events I have ever experienced, all in celebration of the life of Col. Bruce Hampton. The Col. (ret.) can't rightfully be accused of inventing jam music (for better or for worse) but damned if he didn't shepherd it along for over 30 years. Sitting there from the 2nd row for close to 4 hours last night as members of Widespread Panic, the Allman Bros, Blues Traveler, Govt Mule, The Rolling Stones, Leftover Salmon, R.E.M., Tedeschi Trucks, etc rotated on and off stage was magical and awe-inspiring. No one mailed it in like so many benefit concerts. People played like it mattered with an intensity and passion befitting Col. Bruce. Maybe it's because I've gotten older, had my priorities & passions redirected to my boys, or just list some of my enthusiasm for it but I find myself getting taken "there" by music less and less in recent years. Last night brought it back note by note and it felt incredible. The encore started with a crazed spacey Zambiland into Lovlight as 30+ musicians filled the stage. As solos started making the rounds Col. Bruce walked over to the kid from School of Rock and motioned for him to start ripping. He then went down to a knee and seemingly gently down against a monitor. He stayed there through the kid's solo and it seemed like a classic one of the Col's gags. He told me once how he loved to tell the audience at every show that it was someone in the band's birthday. You just knew once the song got back around to the chorus he would jump up and tell us to turn on our lovelight or else start singing from the ground - which I have also seen him do. Pure theater was the Col's way. He was 1/3 musician, 1/3 showman and 1/3 carnival barker. Then the song stretched and stretched and you could see the faces on the musicians not 15 feet away who had been smiling and laughing and pointing begin to tighten up. As the crew ran in stage finally sensing this was real, Susan Tedeschi cut the song and show short and they tried to pull a curtain across the stage. Standing in the pit we could see side stage that EMTs were furiously - and I mean with lightening speed and pressure - administering CPR and chest compressions. At that point they pulled those side stage curtains shut and staff urged folks to leave. As we hit the street it was obvious most folks had no clue what had even happened. There was joy in the air. As an ambulance later pulled away near us I noted the crew in the back were sitting still rather than working on the patient we believed to be Col Bruce inside. Never a good sign. By the time we downed waters and gatorades last night it was clear he had passed away. Only the Col. could have his wake and his birthday at the same time. It was befitting him with surreal joyousness and poignancy. I will spend some time processing what I experienced. The joy and the disbelief and now the loss of a musician I love. I have a picture of Col. Bruce and I somewhere at home. Taken at Alley Katz as we were deep into a long discussion about pro wrestling, baseball and music. The Col told me I knew all I needed to get by in life with my knowledge of those three topics. It was a special moment for me. Rest easy Col. Bruce. Thank you for taking me along on your journey and helping to lead me along my own for the last 30 years. https://scontent.fsnc1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t1.0-9/18221789_10155130101659…

Glen Campbell

...he sure could sing a tune. His songwriting, presentation on stage and honest delivery of those songs could stir one's heart. Thanks for the decades of music, thanks for helping us understand life, thanks for helping us to feel safe. You are one larger than life member of our musical family, and we can smile inside knowing... ...That you're waiting from the backroads By the rivers of our memories Ever smilin' ever gentle on our minds... Close your eye for a couple of minutes and give him a listen if'n you have a chance. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZBxnfvv33c Rest in Peace Glen Campbell.

RIP John....

There will be peace in the valley for me, oh Lord I pray(There'll be no sadness, no sorrow, my Lord, no trouble, trouble I see) There will be peace in the valley for me Well the bear will be gentle And the wolf will be tame And the lion shall lay down, down by the lamb, oh yes And the beasts from the wild Shall be led by a child And I'll be changed, changed from this creature that I am, oh yes There Will Be Peace In The Valley someday....

Tom Petty

you said don't come around here no more but, damn it'll suck not seeing you anymore! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fFnOfpIJL0M RIP Tom

fer cryin' out loud....

...didn't think this day could get any worse...stay strong...

Rest In Peace, Parker Scott

We will always remember your crazy laugh, your rippin’ Guitar playing, your love of helping people, and what a beautiful soul you still are. 24 is far to young. I know you are playing with Jerry, Jimi Tom, and Stevie Ray, because that’s what heaven would be to you. Fare Thee Well my dear son.

What a guy

Subject says it all.

Mr. Barlow

Our friend in music John Perry Barlow figured it out pretty early in life, and we are all the richer because of it. Many of us used his lyrics as mantras for life, taking us down paths that needed no road...and now, now he needs no road, and we travel on. Thank you John Barlow for gracing our lives, for sharing your gifts, for giving us so much. Priceless. Know you will be missed by many and honored by so many more. Rest in Peace.

HIGH ! ! ! RUBY FROM LONG BEACH IS BACK ! ! !

HIGH ! ! ! RUBY FROM LONG BEACH IS BACK ! ! ! I , HUMBLY , STATE : THANK YOU VERY MUCH ! ! ! TO : EVERY , BEAUTIFUL , SOUL , IN WHICH : I , RUBY FROM LONG BEACH , HAVE PROVIDED : LOVE ! ! ! TO . MAY I , HUMBLY , ASK : MAY MY : GRATEFUL DEAD FAMILY , PLEASE , RECEIVE : THE FURTHUR BUS . . . WITH , I , HUMBLY , ASK , A : CRIB ? SHAKEDOWN STREET IS : WITHIN : FULL , FORCE ! ! !

Marky

My friend Marky passed over the weekend unexpectedly. I will sure miss our talks along the ride. He always had a kind word, and never tired of listening to me talk about Dale and missing him. Pain comes in many forms, and some you cannot see. I hope you are able to be free Marky, you were a good man in a fallen world. PEACE~

My friend George L.

I miss my good friend George who used to cruise with me to shows and other great places in the cherry 69 chevelle. We would drive to the New Jersey meadow lands and party till the wheels fell off. Good times my departed friend!!! -- Carlo F.

Phil and Hunter's Box of Rain were for Phil's father

so I will post this 'fare thee well' for my father who is now on hospice care (pancreatic and liver cancer) and will soon give up this mortal coil.

As Bob said after Lowell George died (at the Portland Raceway show in 1979) "he was good while he lasted."

Dad's heart was his gift to all of us.

"Teachers open the door, but you must enter by yourself."

so sorry, Oroboros

All good thoughts to you and your family.

Thank you Marye. Much appreciated.

Dad turned 92 in November, they thought he had kidney stones and started treatment but when the doctor performed the ultra-sound, it turned into ultra-'Oh NO' when they saw the massive tumor on his pancreas that had migrated (metastasized) to his liver.

Chick lived a great life, he was one of the 'greatest generation.' World War !!, multiple careers, last one running a resort in northern Minn. Lived there year round with my 88 year old mother, they celebrated their 67th anniversary this summer.

I will never forget one beautiful summer evening about 40 years ago, I put Garcia's first album on Dad's stereo, and cranked "The Wheel" and discussed the philosophical aspects of Hunter's words with my father. And Chick listened, and thought about what I was saying. And at one point he said to me "Yes, I get it, .......but can we turn it down a bit?" ;o}

He taught me so much by how he lived, and he even tried to tip his toe into my deadhead world.

What a guy.

"teachers open the door, but you must enter by yourself."

sorry to hear of Neal Casal's passing

https://jambands.com/news/2019/08/27/neal-casal-1968-2019/ Condolences to his loved ones.

Casal....

....reportedly by suicide. Ugh.

Jerilyn Brandelius

Many of us had the good fortune to meet her over the years. I'm happy I knew her a little bit, starting from the time she got in touch with me to put a couple of my photos in the Grateful Dead Family Album. She passed on yesterday after much ill health for many years, and is much missed.

Grateful Dead Family

Met Jerilyn Brandelius with Mickey Hart at a Halloween 1974 Jerry Garcia and Merl Saunders show. Some small auditorium on Geary Boulevard in the Richmond District out towards the Cliff House and Sutro Park. Both were very kind. Big smiles as I remember.
The San Francisco foggy ruins of time.

When the storm clouds gather ’round you

Jerilyn's book is wonderful.
I hope to hear more of her story & stories.

If anyone has other memories or stories to share, please do.

Thanks for letting us know MaryE.
My Condolences.

A Tale of Two Princes

Last year my father Don Hill passed away and today his only and older brother Ken Hill passed away. My father was an automotive mechanic and raised my brother and I on Jerry Garcia's music, he went to over a hundred Grateful Dead shows. My uncle was a printer and had many pets and friends and helped many people quit drinking alcohol saving their lives, he went to over 300 Grateful Dead shows and probably saw Jerry play more than anyone but the band members. They were the biggest Grateful Dead fans and important members of their communities. Their love for their music lives on through us and our friends whom cover Grateful Dead here in Sacramento, Ca.
One love.

September / Dean

This is the time of year when both my parents passed on. Mom back in 2nd week of September 1972, Dad eight years later 1st week of September 1980.
I’m the last of the siblings above ground.
Strong medicine. September is a bittersweet time of year. The harvest and the scythe.
Dean, your father and uncle must have been great men.
Readers, try to live life with meaning and passion.

My cousin Ronna from Jersey

My cousin Ronna who back in the 70"s gave me tapes to listen to when I was just a little kid has past away. She started me on this long strange trip with just a few tapes. She went to Egypt and the European tours with the band, she loved the band more then life itself. She was a teacher, she was a sweet heart of a person that I will miss for the rest of my days. She was a real Deadhead who was dedicated to the band and to making this world a better place. Bless you Ronna, until we meet again.

Johnman and Mona

Some here may remember Johnman and Mona from the early days of Dead Net. Both from the Pacific Northwest who became friends in this place. Both kind, generous and feisty Deadheads who endured a lot of troubles and always came back smiling. I was lucky enough to meet them (and Hal too) just the once at the Furthur show in Edgefield in September 2012, where Mona so kindly looked after JM who had trouble getting about . Both had been ill for some time, and both passed away towards the end of last year. I have not been on this site much lately, but I was thinking about them today and thought some here might remember them and want to know. Fine, fine people.

Wes "Scoop" Nisker

A lot of us here in the Bay Area are reeling from the loss of Scoop, who first came to our attention as the intrepid news guy on KSAN ("If you don't like the news, go out and make some of your own") and later KFOG with M. Dung. Also a legend in local Buddhist circles and the author of many (highly recommended) books on Crazy Wisdom. Safe travels, Scoop. Thank you.

In memory- Scott Powers

Hello! I wanted to make a post about my uncle, Scott Powers. He was a self-identified Dead Head. He loved the Grateful Dead, even had a tattoo on his back. I believe the music helped him get through really dark times such as abuse, addiction, and mental health crises. He died on December 31st, 2023. I have been doing research into the Grateful Dead in preparation for his celebration of life and came across this page. I just wanted to shout him out and remember him for the grateful dead, silly, and loving person he was. R.I.P. SCOTT POWERS!

So sorry for your loss, Heidi

and thanks for telling us about him.

Fare thee well, Mom

you raised four boys, and we had a wild and wonderous household.

Relentless optimism, encouragement, and the best chocolate chip cookies in the world. Norma often said "you will never know if you don't try." Boy, did we take her at her word and we all tried a lot. She challenged us to think creatively, be generous, and to practice compassion.

93 years young but these last 5 years were especially difficult for her following Dad's passing. Numerous medical complications but she was on hospice for the last two weeks with family surrounding her. Then early Saturday morning, Mom was gone. Love you forever and for always.

"She sang a little while, and then flew off"