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marye

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November 26, 2013 - 11:43pm

#171

Randall Lard

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Unkle Sleazy February 1955 - 25 November 2010

3 years since dearest Unkle Sleazy passed.doesn't seem real. Surgeon - Peter Christopherson Tribute Mix '25th November 2013 marks 3 years since Peter died, so it's time to re-post as the original link to this recording has expired. We all miss you Uncle Sleazy. Original post- dj-surgeon.blogspot.co.uk/2010/12/pete…ute-mix.html The first hour of my DJ set at Bleep43 on December 3rd was a tribute to Peter Christopherson, who died on November 25th. I chose tracks that either featured his voice, or that I especially connected with him. Many people have asked me about the set and if it was recorded, so I've decided to make it available. Recorded at Corsica Studios, London, between 11pm and Midnight on December 3rd, 2010.' Coil Vs. ELpH - pHILM #1 CoH & Coil - My Angel (Directors Cut) Coil - Moon's Milk Or Under An Unquiet Skull (Part 2) Coil - Various Hands Coil - Red Weather Coil - Cardinal Points Coil - At The Heart Of It All COH - Silence Is Golden (voice Peter Christopherson) Coil - Are You Shivering? Coil - Going Up Coil - The Hills Are Alive http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Christopherson http://thresholdhouse.com/ http://www.brainwashed.com/coil/ I still catch myself checking your Twitter page and Threshold House to see what you're up to. Only to realise that you're no longer with us in material form. Incredibly sad. You were/are still an incredible inspiration. An innovator. A true Artist. I miss you Unkle Sleazy, Randall Lard.
November 22, 2013 - 3:24am

#172

hockey_john

Joined:
August 25, 2012

God bless

God Bless J F K. Happen to have worked in the house in Hyannisport many many times is like a museum of photos of a legend that was taken from this life time to early. love ya gg
November 21, 2013 - 7:58pm

#173

Anna rRxia

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December 25, 2009

JFK: 50 Years ago A Nation's Hope & Ideals are Dashed

Events to commemorate 50th anniversary of JFK assassination: Observances for Friday and beyond. Barnstable: -Wreath-laying ceremony at the John F. Kennedy Memorial. 10 a.m. Friday, in Veterans Memorial Park on Ocean Street, Hyannis. -Press conference at the John F. Kennedy Hyannis Museum. 10:30 a.m. Friday, 397 Main St., Hyannis. -Memorial Mass at St. Francis Xavier Church. 2 p.m. Friday, 347 South St., Hyannis. Boston: -Statue of John F. Kennedy to be open for public viewing. 10 a.m. to 3 p.m. Friday and Monday, State House. -Special Mass commemorating the assassination anniversary. 12:10 p.m. Friday, Blessed Sacrament Chapel, Cathedral of the Holy Cross, 1400 Washington St. -Online-only livestream of a musical tribute in Kennedy’s honor, featuring James Taylor, saxophonist Paul Winter, and the US Naval Academy Women’s Glee Club.1:30 p.m. to 2:15 p.m Friday, John F. Kennedy Library and Museum, Columbia Point, Dorchester. (www.jfklibrary.org). -Fiftieth anniversary exhibit starting Friday, running until Feb. 23. Artifacts on display for the first time will include a green beret left on Kennedy’s gave by a serviceman, the American flag draped on Kennedy’s coffin, and the saddle, sword, and boots carried by Black Jack, the riderless horse that followed Kennedy’s coffin in his funeral procession. John F. Kennedy Library and Museum, Columbia Point. Brookline: -Guided tours of Kennedy’s birthplace. 9:30 a.m. to 4 p.m. Saturday, 83 Beals St., Brookline. -A walk from Kehillath Israel Temple to 83 Beals St., featuring speeches from religious and town leaders. A student from the Edward Devotion Elementary School, which Kennedy attended, will lead a song. 1:30 p.m. Sunday. -Memorial wreath-laying, 2 p.m. Sunday, 83 Beals St. Haverhill: -Memories of Kennedy from local and state officeholders in an opening ceremony. 10 a.m. Friday, North Essex Community College Hartleb Technology Center. -A panel discussion titled “The JFK Assassination: What Really Happened.” 11:30 a.m. Saturday, North Essex Community College Hartleb Technology Center. -Former Kennedy campaign volunteers Frank O’Connor, of Andover, and Ronald Martin, of Lawrence, share their experiences with Kennedy during his presidential and senatorial campaigns. 2 p.m. Sunday, North Essex Community College Hartleb Technology Center. Lowell: : -The University of Massachusetts Lowell orchestra will perform a free concert, with narration by State Senator Eileen Donoghue. 7:30 p.m. Friday, Durgin Concert Hall, South Campus, 35 Wilder St. Springfield: -Three red roses will be placed at the foot of the John F. Kennedy memorial stone, and a memorial wreath will be placed at the foot of the eternal flame in Forest Park at 1 p.m. Friday. From 11 a.m. to 2 p.m., fees to enter the park will be waived. Remarks will be made by Mayor Domenic J. Sarno, US Representative Richard E. Neal, Hampden County Sheriff Michael J. Ashe, and master of ceremonies James Sullivan. ***** ****** ****** ****** ****** ******* A nation came of age and also died with the rise of this president and his untimely demise. Whether you subscribe to a plot or a lone nut or something in between it is hard not to see Nov. 22nd as a high tide mark mark in American history. That is, the tide came in and floated a lot of boats past the high water mark and on this date it left that high water mark in Dealy Plaza, Dallas, Texas. The tide went out and our country was never the same again. Indeed, in fifty years there has been a regression the planet will never, ever, recover from. Oh sure, there was ten years of of forward momentum that saw the landmark of African-American rights and the rise of the Free Speech Movement. The hippy culture and LSD left an indelible mark on the world the reverberates still today. But in some ways Moratorium Day in 1971, when 30,000 protesters to the Vietnam war were herded into RFK (in Washington DC) in a mass arrest marked the end of forward progress as measured by an NFL running back. Maybe that day was Earth Day in 1970. Maybe it was the Dead show with the Allman's at Watkin's Glen. Certainly there are several ways to measure the peak. But the high point was a youthful president that led a still-believing nation along the road to an America marking something better, something to be looked up to. Something to be emulated for a lot of tortured souls around the world rotting in the Gulag or some other third world hell-hole. The morals contest had clearly been won against the Russians and America was at the forefront of whatever could be positively imagined. And then meaner and smaller and greedier people stepped in and, hiding behind corporations, turned our world into a hellishly small and rotting stomping ground of waste and corruption and increasing extinction of life. ~ Joltin' John has left and gone away Hey, hey, hey! ~ (sorry Simon & Garfunkel)
November 20, 2013 - 10:01pm

#174

sherbear

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June 13, 2007

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It was my Dad's birthday on the 17th of November and a moment for him... It's hunting season in New York and my Dad was an avid outdoors man; my family too. They hunted varieties of game and fowl. My Uncle an excellent Trapper and always cared for the wilderness til the day he died. A great example to anyone. It was a special and very exciting time for everyone when they came home with trophy buck. Then, the trim would hit the grinder with sage and pepper, sharpest knives cut strips of jerky and the comfort from the harvest settling in and around. With the temperatures ice cold outside the break down was bliss. Perfectly cold... Oh, just like today and tomorrow too. Perfectly cold...tomorrow, I am driving my nephew up into the hills to meet a very best and old friend of mine. He has some land that he said could be hunted on. It's so beautiful there on his farm, I worked for him bailing hay and doing chores. It will be great to introduce them, they will hunt this weekend there and maybe the next one too. There are alot of farmers up in those hills that I have been friends with, it will be hard not to visit them all. One of them named a cow after me, Sherry was a good cow and she knew her name too, all his cows had names, (by the way). I have my Sportsman Licence and am a great shot. I haven't hunted in sometime but have helped breakdown hundreds. Warm game is fresh game. My Dad would come home with a half dozen ducks or geese, he was a great shot! He had accuracy that was awesome, just awesome. Rabbits, pheasants, quail - perfection in sight with little or no damage. Hmmm, I like this Remington 770 http://www.remington.com/en/product-families/firearms/centerfire-famili… I will hope my nephew and his crew will bring one or three in from my friends farm, he will be shooting something like that one. This Christmas everyone should put a Remington under the Christmas for their loved ones. The opportunity will arrive when you can go with crew into the cold too. I hope you all will check out the Remington line and find one to love. It will be a part of your family. Treating it with superiority will come natural. Yep, best gift in 2013, to me, is a Remington, any style and stock. Ah...rambled a little bit but some how I know it was necessary, strange but um yeah. My Grandfathers and all the way back to the Indians in my family, they all had a treasured pieces, like I told you, it's family. The Woods, xo!
October 28, 2013 - 8:38am

#175

Anna rRxia

Joined:
December 25, 2009

Lou finally made it

To that dirty boulevardRIP Lou Reed I loved your New York Disc
October 27, 2013 - 3:28pm

#176

unkle sam

Joined:
October 3, 2008

valium would help that crash

Lou Reed passed today, another of the artists that coloured our lives. If there is a wild side in heaven, I'll bet most of our lost soul brothers are walking it.
October 10, 2013 - 9:09am

#177

marye

Joined:
May 26, 2007

I saw them one time when they came through town

though I can't remember if it was the Fillmore or the Great American. Ol' Shane was in rare form. RIP Mr. Chevron.
October 10, 2013 - 6:09am

#178

Parkas4Kids

Joined:
February 3, 2012

Philip Chevron

June 17, 1957 to October 8, 2013 "Following the release of the Pogues' 1984 debut album Red Roses For Me, he was invited to join the band on a short-term basis as cover for banjo player Jem Finer's paternity leave. He then took over as guitarist following MacGowan's decision to concentrate on singing—thereby becoming a full-time member of the band in time for the recording of its second album, 'Rum, Sodomy and the Lash'. He also played the banjo and mandolin on Pogues recordings. In June 2007, the Pogues's website announced that Chevron had been diagnosed with oesophageal cancer. In early 2008, the website announced that Chevron had recovered, and, to his surprise and joy, his hearing had returned to almost pre-treatment levels. By 2009, Chevron had fully recovered from both the cancer and the resulting chemotherapy provided by the National Health Service in the UK. In May 2013, it was announced that the cancer had returned and it was 'lethal'. Chevron died on October 8, 2013 in Dublin, Ireland from oesophageal cancer at age 56." Borrowed that from Wikipedia, but I thought it was a pretty good yet brief overview of Phil Chevron's career. Not sure if anyone here is a fan of the Pogues, but my wife and I managed to catch the band the last time they were in Baltimore, which was during their Parting Glass Tour. Phil was the easiest band member to spot: he looked exactly like a leprechaun.
October 5, 2013 - 7:44am

#179

Anna rRxia

Joined:
December 25, 2009

General Giap, Vienamese Soldier Hero

General Giap died at the age of 102 yesterday in Vietnam. His strategies were instrumental in bringing the country independence from French Colonial rule and more tenaciously from the fangs of America that were then foaming the venom of anti-communist ideology. Giap's tactics became fundamental in the playbook of people's struggles everywhere and were based on organization of the peasants to act as one organism which was an absolute imperative when fighting a vastly superior enemy that has advantages in every category except morality. If one looks at America's greatest sniper, Chris Kyle, it can be seen that he had more than 150 confirmed kills by 2008 in Iraq. He died in 2012 at the age of 35 due to a violent confrontation. General Giap was responsible for deaths of more than one million American, French and Vietnamese soldiers yet lived to the peaceful, ripe old age of 102. I only mention this from the point of view of karma, which many probably do not believe in but I find worth mentioning in the context of this man's life and culture. Giap's motivation was one of love for his country and his people and his perceived need to liberate them. It was a pure motivation that endured in a long and happy life. Klye, a Texas good'ole boy whose main mission in life seemed to be playing whack-a-mole with his sniper rifle on the barbarian heathen Iraqis, died of a violent gunshot wound from a PTSD-fatigued former American soldier. The contrasts here are vivid and huge. I wish I could say RIP General Giap but it is not in me to celebrate generals in the thrall of war. I am anti-war, no matter the cause.
July 27, 2013 - 10:50am

#180

unkle sam

Joined:
October 3, 2008

jj cale

passed away Friday, he had suffered a heart attack. Words can't express this feeling, a legend in his own time. Another artist in the soundtrack of my life has left us, fare thee well my brother.

John Perry Barlow

John Perry Barlow

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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

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"