My first show!!!

Didn't even make it to the show... We stopped in Corydon Indiana a 1/2 hour from the show. We had a hitch hiker with us and he stupidly agreed to sell acid to this local cop. I mean this guy was as straight as they come he may as well have had a neon sign saying "I'm a cop". Anyways I'm pumping gas and I turn around our hitchhiker is lying face down with this cop standing over him with gun drawn.
So I look at my girlfriend and tell her to get rid of the stash. Meanwhile I walk up to this cop and start talking to him to distract him. Meanwhile our stash is being buried in the trashcan next to the gas pump. Soon the rest of the local police arrive and we are all handcuffed. As I'm sitting their handcuffed I remember I have two hits of acid in my wallet. I fish it out and then eat them. Relieved I spent a very interesting night in Corydon jail. It took three days to get a trial date for me 20.dollar fine for transportation of alchohol. The police confiscated our car and all our possesions. I was left with what I had on when I was arrested a pair of shorts with a hole in the ass a shirt and a sweater. I did get my wallet back and had money wired to me from home. I high tailed it to the highway and made my way to Louiville three days late. The bus station was filled with heads with the same story. Got arrested for ...fill in the blank.... The cops in Corydon said that there had been 500 arrests by 6pm. Baserd on the amount of deadheads at the bus station they were probably right.

Man, was this a special time! My cousin and I decided to meet @ Sandstone for the 4th of July show. He had just finished his first year of college and I was entering my senior year of high school. There was no way my parents would let me drive out of state solo (my cousin lived in the Chicago area). And, I was in Minneapolis at the time.
So, we conceived of the plan to go to St. Louis to see our grandparents for a few days. The whole thing was about Bonner Springs on the 4th.
We left early in the morning on the 4th and met @ Luther College- where he was attending school. The plan (to our parents) was to stay there with his friends and drive on to St. Louis the next day. Yahhh, right!!! We hauled ass to KC and had one of the best 4th of July's ever. We still talk about it.
Of course the question was asked to us during preshow partying, "Are you going to the next show?" We hadn't even thought about it. Our whole little scheme was about seeing the show on the 4th and getting to St. Louis to see our grandparents, without skipping a beat, and no one being the wiser- except ourselves.
Needless to say we were ecstatic!! Shoot, we could hang with the g'rents and for the following days and then hit up this show! Bonus!!
My first shows were the previous year @ Alpine Valley for the summer tour. This escapade for the summer of '90 put the nails in the coffin, so to speak (ha-ha, Grateful Dead). The interesting thing around the whole story is that our Grandfather passed away the following summer, so this was the last time we saw him healthy and well. The world works in mysterious ways, and much of it came from experiences with the Grateful Dead. I know I wouldn't be the person I am today if it wasn't for those experiences entwined in sparkling clover.

This is the best of the Dead imho...I loved the Brent years the most I thought 1989-90 that 19 month period was there best ...oh also most of my Shows I caught are in that time also, maybe thats why...lots of great memories, some a little foggy...Miss all my old buddies from Michigan

does anyone else remember the thunder & lightening?and the power went out and when it came back phil booming right in where they left off?or was i trippin?