My brother hooked me up with his 8th row seat as an early birthday gift. I was almost dead center, and I could see John Kerry and his wife close by in the audience. People were just folding up the chairs on the floor and stacking them neatly against the barriers and dancing like crazy. The band was tight and strong all night from beginning to end, but the Terrapin was where it all peaked. I was jostling for dancing space with a jock dude next to me all night, but by the end it was like we were long lost pals. The rest of the night was just as magical and fun.

I remember seeing that girl signing the lyrics on previous nights in that '94 run as well. Heads groovin' beneath Stanley Cup banners. A great Help>Slip>Franklin's, So Many Roads, Scarlet>Fire, Terrapin. Jerry was firing on all cylinders. And Bobby busted the acoustic out for Me & My Uncle> Big River. Don't just take my word for it, thanks to the Archive time and space portal, you can be transported back to that old barn to relive the music of that night - just copy and paste the link below to your browser window and there you will be...

http://www.archive.org/details/gd94-10-01.sbd.ashley-bertha.14869.sbeok.shnf

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I took my roommate who had not seen the Dead since the late seventies. We took the subway --- can you dig it!!! His brother grew the quality bud in northern New England. Best stuff I ever smoked. Had a great time. Hung out "high up" in the back ----- great for sound in the old Garden. We used to play music on our stoop in Somerville together. I miss those days and most greatly Jerry Garcia.The combination of the leads and the acid ,going in synch with pure adrenaline was "out of sight"!!!

this was the only show I was able to catch on this run--but what a show!--The crowd response is so awesome at east coast shows--I remember Weir looked like"Holy shit a few times and Jerry with this big grin on his face whenever we roared.(That's what it's all about,baby!!