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  • July 23, 2015 - 5:59am
    KristineD
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    treading carefully in the Cold...
    I only have the gumption to offer my opinion because you asked, and I'm not really going to give an opinion. Instead, I will pose a question. How, and with whom, do you want to interact with the grandchildren that will come into your life? They'll be your heart's delight. Good luck -- I hope you find the path that is best for you.
  • July 19, 2015 - 4:48pm
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    Cold rain and snow
    Well, I married her 25 years ago. We have two wonderful grown daughters who have recently left the nest. It has been a long time since I felt that incredible love between us.I have felt miserable for a long time. years... I have a friend who loves me very much, and I feel so much closer to her than my own wife. Nothing scandalous has occurred here.... Whaddya do??? I am so incredible sensitive to hurting people that I can't even begin to think about actually leaving, but then again I do not wish to always feel that heartache either. My wife is a wonderful person who has stuck with me through some of the toughest times when she should have bailed. If somebody has something to say about this.....Please give me your opinion.
  • October 11, 2013 - 7:19pm
    fractalelf
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    This family is a long, strange trip...
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  • April 8, 2012 - 10:47am
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    Looking for Dan Meehan
    I know this post is from a long time ago, but I'll try replying to it anyways. Dan Meehan was an enormous part of my life for ten years. After Dan Meehan got off the road with the Grateful Dead, he studied counseling at Loyola University in Chicago. His natural tendency to serve as a counselor to people while on the road had convinced him that he wanted to pursue therapy. Dan was an incredibly successful therapist, kind, patient, and understanding, and was instrumental in creating a school for teenagers with mental health issues to help them transition back into mainstream living. Dan was my rolemodel and hero. He served as my therapist for ten years, but the charcter he demonstrated for me and others was the most influential part of my treatment. At an age when I was very young, he modeled for me what a truly compassionate man could look like. I don't know what I would have done without him. After Dan's wife passed away, Dan sunk into a deep depression and stopped seeing clients for most of that time. I had seen Dan last several months before his disappearance. Dan was always a large man, but through his depression, he had lost an enormous amount of weight. He had been losing a lot of his will to live. Dan was hospitalized for psychiatric reasons due to the depression in November 2008, but he checked himself out against medical advice. Since then, none of us have known where he has been. His closest collegue is also unaware of his whereabouts. We're not even sure if he's alive. There is so much I wish I could say to Dan. There are so many ways I'll never be able to thank him for all the gifts he gave me by allowing me to know him. If anyone has any information on Dan Meehan, I would be incredibly grateful. Thank you.
  • October 27, 2011 - 1:18am
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    family wow when your gatefullydeadicated thats all the famliy i need families share the the same views and even live in the same place as a deadhead you grow up well some of you grew up i just look older you develop certain morals and habits and even as i've done seen sons & daughters have your grandkids.i'm so happy that i was able to hear those dudes up by hieght st. and was living the none profit life free from wants and needs of organized religion and government money all of the gratefuldeads music had a message some of the songs were borrowed but not for profit for understanding and togetherness as a family there is a differece between realitives and a family those dudes up on hieght st. helped me deal with exceptanace of a evil missleading world thats why i was so happy to have heard them and been apart of a down to earth family. just be yourself thats the most important member yea love ya all peace P.S. even you phil you still suck though
  • July 22, 2010 - 11:46pm
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    i am currently bouncing between my moms and my sisters house. i do have a job... mom has her house alone aside from the two dogs(pitbulls named ozzy and diezel) my lil sister(sara 14yrs old) is in foster care and my little brother(david 17 soon to be 18 in november is in juvynile for running from his foster home :( but the good news is he gets to come home Aug. 3rd!! free from the system, no dys no DFS!! when he comes home will have a job, se we will both be getting an appartment together very soon... he is a deahead in the making if i have anything to do with it and as you know we all look up to our older brother.. if nothing goes left go right. tread gently. peace
  • March 16, 2010 - 12:36pm
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    Well Lamagonzo,it seems you have arrived back in the 'States' safely and are still savoring the essence of your journey.Thanks again for sharing your views from the top of the World....My mom passed away three years ago and what's left of my family can't seem to stop stressing and feuding over our inheritance....I would like to have them experience life in Tibet or some similarly challenged society.Hopefully they could learn to SEE the world they think they live in, in a different LIGHT....Only love prevails
  • March 16, 2010 - 2:38am
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    In Nepali culture with a Nepali wife with my own mixture of Tibetan and Sherpa thrown into the mix. Wunnuhful!
  • March 12, 2010 - 12:26am
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    Sounds horrible what happened to you! Be strong, Sister, and you will find an amazingly kind network of support in this forum. Am wishing all the best for you and your children.********************************** By trying we can easily learn to endure adversity -- another man's I mean. Mark Twain
  • March 11, 2010 - 2:37pm
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    Love was lost
    I was with my husband off and on for 10yrs.In september he left me and are 4children in portland oregon & never came back.I'm not shure quite what happend. We where planning on finaly geting married. He called just once to say"It is what it is". That was it.The kids and I where only supose to be here 1week. I did'nt see it coming.I devoted every thing to him. I'll love him forever!
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My nephew's middle name is August.
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Had two brother boy cats called (oh how creative-am almost embarrassed to write this) China Cat Sunflower and Cassidy Garcia DuPree. LOL! Were born in Atlanta, and Cassidy (r.i.p.) died a very dramatic death almost 2 years ago. He is buried in my garden, under the magnolia tree. China has not been the same ever since, but his love for my daughter keeps him mostly peaceful, though can still catch him looking for his brother.********************************** Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live. Samuel Clemens
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I live in the Flint, Michigan area--working for GM--building the trucks that drive America. Anyway, it's just my three kids and I. Kara, who is 14, and the boss--ha ha. Then the boys--Robert,13 and Craig, 12. I wouldn't want it any other way. My kids find it funny that their father is a Deadhead and they laugh at my tour stories. They don't care much for the Dead, but they don't complain when I play the music. Never understood how so many mothers were able to raise kids single handed, now I know. We don't have anyone in the area for support and we've learned to trust each other. I love my life and my kids--the best part is they encourage their father to hit shows. Just saw Gov't Mule and Leon Russell--many more shows to do. Peace out.
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I drove my son to daycare this morning. He's two and a couple months. He was born on the 30th of December. Everyone kept sayin' "he coulda been a new years baby," but we were happy to be able to write him off on our taxes for the whole year of 2005. He sat back behind me in his toddler seat patiently eating a banana while I searched for something to listen to. We just moved and all our CDs and everything is scattered. Everything. Jack is sitting there. Blond hair. Getting darker. Getting older. Blue eyes. Beautiful. he gazes at his mother's voice his head turned, his eyes reach out I hold his weight We drive a red Ford Escape. It's got this six disc changer thats kind of cool. You put all the discs in the dash in one slot and they all go in there and it doesn't take up much room at all. I've always loved this CD player. At first my mom had this car and didn't know how to use it. I loaded it up for her and put workingman's dead in the mix just to plant a seed. She had never heard it, old hippie my ass... Both our cars came from my mother. Actually our other car was given to us by my step dad. He had used it as a commuter, but he retired and figured he didn't need it any more. He turned out kinda cool in the end. He's hiking the Appalachian right now. You gotta respect that. He's in his sixties. I'm gonna be like that.... So there we sat in the back parking lot of the North Wilkesboro Baptist Church, the lot is immediately adjacent to the house we are renting, two cars...the other a Buick something or other I can't remember...and I am rummaging for a CD...it reminds me of the days of rummaging around my house for pills. Emptying out baskets on the counter. Drawers on the floor. Backpacks on the bed. Manic. Desperate. Addicted....ahhhhh Fairly's CD case. My friend Fairly went down to some music festival in Florida. He only has enough money to make it down there and get in. His plan is to make morning bloody marys and go tent to tent in the morning and advertise afternoon margaritas at his truck afternoons. I don't know if he plans on seeing any shows. He is also selling cookies and brownies. Fairly is two years older than me. He's a picture of where I was headed I guess. I don't know, it's strange. I love him, he's my brother. I don't think there is anything wrong with him, but his real family does. He is like my own Neal Cassidy. Cassidy with long brown hair. Cassidy from Mississippi. Cassidy with high cheek bones, and dark skin. Everybody says we look like brothers. Its the high cheekbones. So anyway, Fairly has been leaving things in my possession ever since we all lived in Mobile. He always says that I am the only person he can trust, and that he wants to make sure he doesn't loose some things. This morning I thanked God Fairly ran off to some place and left these CD cases in my car. It kind of irritated me at first. Sometimes I get reminded you know. I unzipped the case a little bit and one of the discs fell out. May 31st 1992. I was a junior in high school. Rabun County High School. Man...Lets see, May...I was probably playing soccer about this time of year. Disc three, alright. Lets give 'er a whirl... http://www.archive.org/details/gd92-05-31.sbd.paino.544.sbefail.shnf I was sleepy. It took me a second to maneuver the buttons. Jack kept us up all night. Jack's kept us up all week. This is his first week of full time day care. Until now he has been with us all day everyday, and we have been at home with him. Last year we lived way out in the country. I guess it was about 45 minutes or so to all the stores and whatnot. We had eight acres. It was pretty awesome. Three creeks came together behind this log cabin on the corner of the property behind our house. I built this great sand box and everything. The area was kind of economically depressed though. We wouldn't have been able to afford that much land otherwise. The thing is, it didn't matter where we lived. I worked out at sea and my company flew me to work and back. The other reason we moved up here from Alabama was for me to be able to commute to Appalachian State and work on my masters degree and get off the damn ships for good and not be gone for half my son's life. Half of my relationship with Marjie has taken place on inmarsat email. That ain't all bad. We got engaged over an army phone while I was in Kuwait. I was in Durban S.A. working in the shipyard on this old steamer when I got the text about her being pregnant. We had a hell of a phone bill that trip. I was in the south Atlantic when I found out that Marjie had breast cancer. That was my last trip. I haven't sailed since. I've pretty much been home with Jack. Home and at doctor's offices. ***Walk me out in the morning dew my honey,*** ***Walk me out in the morning dew today,*** ***I can't walk you out in the morning dew my honey,*** ***I can't walk you out in the morning dew today,*** I pulled our red car out of the old neglected lot. Look both ways. Turn right. Jack starts to hum with the music. He recognizes the song....even though we don't have this show, he has never heard this version before. He has been raised on a steady diet of Grateful Dead...JGB...Widespread....Govt. Mule...Some Phish, notsomuch, we're from the south. He really loves bluegrass. Whenever he hears Shady grove he goes to dancing. The thing is, it dawned on me that he isn't like other kids. Music is a big part of his life. Music...and oh what music. I went to far. Make the block....naw fuck it. Drive through town.... ***I thought I heard a baby cry this morning,*** ***I thought I heard a baby cry today.*** ***You didn't hear no baby cry this morning,*** ***You didn't hear no baby cry today.*** Everybody seems to be looking for me to do something. My mom tried to make me go to law school. I got in to the University of Alabama, but I couldn't go. She said she would pay. This was s a few years ago. Anyway, the thing was that everyone was worried about me and shit. Who knows. I had just gotten divorced and was broke and working off my debt. I was sailing and living on people's couches down in Mobile. My sister lived down there and she paid my bills while I was out on the ship. Otherwise I just stayed drunk. Eventually I got back on my feet. Bought a house. Met a girl. Got married. Every time I did something, everyone freaked out. Now here I am looking at my son sitting in his seat in our car. Singing. Happy. His daddy singing along. Feet kicking. Shoes lighting up. Big smile. My sister has two kids. The have this big house and a boat and all this shit, but every time my mom comes over all she does is vent to us about how my nephew is acting up at school, or he shit himself again, or they are upset that he might be on too much medication. I don't know, I'm looking back at my son and I don't see anything wrong yet everyone asserts that I'm crazy. Oh well, guess I'm crazy. Still I'm un-employed. What if somebody wants a pre-employment drug screen? Oh my God! I am a bad father.....wait a minute....I fake drug tests all the time...have since college....calm down...drive the car...take a drink of water. ***Where have all the people gone my honey,*** ***Where have all the people gone today,*** ***There's no need for you to be worrying about all those people,*** ***You never see those people anyway.*** To tell you the truth, my paradigm is changing. I've been humbled. For one thing, I need to decide what to do with my life. There's time, but not much. I'm on it. Fortunately we have never been in a better position to qualify for scholarships and grants and stuff like that. Until now we were slipping between the cracks. I made good money sure, but my benefits were for shit and we had a kid and owned property and a car and then we needed tires and you know how it goes. Now we ain't got shit. Nothing to loose. We are selling off everything of value. Cutting cost and applying for every benefit we can get. My paradigm on that situation has changed. What would you do? I can't sail. I absolutely would. Thirty days is all it would take to re-up my benefits, but Marjie can only pick Jack up one or two times a day. I can't leave for thirty days anymore. Hell, if I could leave for thirty I would do 120 for sure. Medicaid is better than my union benefits ever were anyway. Why not just be a socialist? Take advantage for the next couple of years...student loans and grants...cheap rent and free health care food stamps..... ***I thought I heard a young man mourn this morning,*** ***I thought I heard a young man morn today,*** ***I thought I heard a young man morn this morning,*** ***I can't walk you out in the morning dew today.*** Jack sings along in his own language. I can still feel the cold of the morning. I have spent the past three days fogging and cleaning our house. It is totally infested with ants and mice. It is also totally ridden with dander and shit. Ugh...it has been a rental for a long time. It's a cool place. Like I said, cheap rent, but at a cost. I just want it to be healthy. I have vacuumed out the ducts. I think mice were living in there. The wood floor hasn't been finished or waxed in a while, and it has that dry porous thing where it tends to absorb odors, and these odors go way back and tell many tales. Marjie met a dude one night while she was waiting on our burgers who told her, "oh yea, I know that house." I can only imagine. We know that nobody lived here for a few months before we moved in. The landlords were pretty particular because they lived next door. Cool. I don't think we could have gotten another place. Our landlord is cool. He is 96 years old. His name is Blair Gwen. He is the only person to have shot under his age over 400 times or something like that. Anyway, they said he was in sports illustrated. He talks to me all the time. So anyway, there we are. It's kinda scary, but not really. No more so than having all those boats and whatnot and worrying about loosing it. I mean, here I am singing along with my son, and he is digging this song with his daddy. What could be better than that. How much money is that worth? How much? Money $$$$ Fucking Money. Sometimes I think I should take that Thoreau approach. I've flirted with it for years. Ive never been closer. Civil disobedience. I'm happy, my family is happy, and everyone seems to resent us for some reason. I guess there is something we should be sad about before people will like being around us again. I think they would like it if we proved them right. I think they want us to be whatever it is they say about us. Who knows what they call us. It probably isn't Dead-Heads. Is that what we are? I duuno. don't care anymore....I just love the music, and so does my son, and we all share it together, as a family.... ***Walk me out in the morning dew my honey,*** ***Walk me out in the morning dew today,*** ***I'll walk you out in the morning dew my honey,*** ***I guess it doesn't really matter anyway,*** ***I guess it doesn't matter anyway,*** ***I guess it doesn't matter anyway,*** ***GUESS IT DOESN'T MATTER....ANY...WAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY.***
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My mothers name was Bertha and her father was Franklin Tower. My dad was named Dick a son of an MD and he was the eldest of his four MD siblings. They all called him Big Dick. He became an OB/GYN, a spreader of old wives tails. So growing up in Palo Alto CA we had lots of cool musicians get launched from there and a few bands could trace their roots to that town. We had a big old family all stuck together on a chunk of land in the foothills. It was a compound known, at one time, as Boronda Farm. Then Reagan got elected and Palo Alto became shallow alto. This thing that is known as silicon valley emerged. Orchards disappeared freeways enlarged. Northern California however, is still very beautiful in places. My eldest graduates this year from UCSD. My young uns ( boy 11, girl 8 ) are at home with myself and their Mom whom I met in a Grateful Dead Parking lot 19 years ago. Now I am living in a cul de sac in Sparks NV. We are all going to jump in my 42 year old converted school bus and drive down to our spread in Guatemala next week. Something to do... Gonna wake up in the morning, Gonna pack my bags and beat it on down the line.
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I havn't told anybody yet but Mary might be pregnant. If she is this will be our second child. I have some real funny feelings going through my gut and my mind right now. After having one I know what to expect but I'm sooooo nervous at the same time! We don't know for sure.
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I'm going to have to start making bigger sandwiches now. For those of you who don't know, that's what I'm holding in this picture. It cost me $50 to make it. Thats all I've got for now. I'm gonna go pace back and forth for a bit.
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I thought that was a sandwich!! LOL! Wow!! ps Let us know..... I thought I heard a baby cry this morning, I thought I heard a baby cry this today.
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chris...good am my brother.... now that is a sandwich...thanx for the info as i wasnt sure what it was...and nuthin but GOOD VIBES to u and mary on the possible miracle of life and ur 2nd child...may ur kids spoil u rotten and take care of u in ur grateful years! stay safe and feel good > (~):-}
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Congrats either way! Family is what its all about. Hope you will be able to find out today. Waiting is torture! I thought the picture was of a crabby pattie when I first saw it. PEACE
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Wow ,, did you eat that whole thing by yourself or did you need help ? our best wishes to you and your familly !! Hope mom and new baby do well ... we don`t have kids just cats and dogs.. You hopeing for a boy or girl ? Good luck and well wishes to ya !!
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I met my wife Amber during the lowest point of my entire life. She smiled and I was hooked. That is exactly how it happened. I had a short conversation with her, found out we both were live music junkies, she asked for my number, and then walked out of my life for the better part of a month. I went to my job at a radio station and told my friend Kyle, "I just met this incredible girl. Her smile is beautiful. I think I love her." Anyone that knew me at that time knew I did not fall head over heels for women, especially ones I just met. We were finally married November 4th, 2006 in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. We live in Oklahoma now and have two cats, Ellie and Jasmine, and a Chiuaua named Chalupa. As I have said in previous post, I am a full on Deadhead convert, thanks to my wife. And, I'm Grateful for my extended Dead family as well! “Let there be songs to fill the air.”
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everybody's different families and all the generations coming along. The first kids born post-Jerry are about to enter high school, if I calculate right.
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my sweetie recently proposed about 2 months ago. I absolutely adore his family, we are planning a hiking trip coming up here in the Grand Canyon. Have a sister in Alberta, Canada. Dad is in Ontario and Mom is about to move to BC. Big changes are afoot, but I can't wait!! ~littlebri
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congratulations on ur engagement....wish u many years of happiness and much love with ur new family! stay safe and feel good > (~):-}
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I've been with my partner for 10 years now and we have a beautiful 8 year old daughter (Jordan) together ... so does that count as marriage, even if it isn't legal? I live in beautiful Humboldt County, CA and he is currently living weekdays in SF and coming home when he can ... a work situation which really bites! We'll all be together ... forever and ever ... one of these days ... when we make it to the promised land (of regular home life, lol).
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I concur with littleBri except its Me who loves her family and I couldn't be more proud.Can't wait for the grand canyon baby
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My ex-wife (and mother to my 2 children) and I met in college, and we both loved the Dead, so that was a bonus. We attended somewhere around 85 shows together. Our daughter Hanna was born on January 2, 1989 (thanks Han!, you are why we missed the New Years run that year! ; ) ), and she was at 10 shows in her mom's tummy and with us for 3 shows outside (the last 2 GD Greek shows in 89, and the Golden Gate Park Bill Graham Memorial). I have 3 very distinct memories of my daughter both in utero and out. 1. Her first "in utero" show was on my 30th birthday at Buckeye Lake in Ohio (6/25/88), so that to me was special (and they played "Franklins" too, if ever there was a birthday song!). 2. - 7/15/88 at the Greek Theatre during Morning Dew, and Phil blasted one of his "bombs" right before Garicia cut it loose with his solo. I know Hanna felt that Phil bomb...it was intense, it was the Greek, I felt it, and knew my developing daughter felt it too inside mom, and I put my hand on her tummy for a few seconds, and it was good. ; ) and 3. Just over a year later at the Greek, up on the lawn with Hanna decked out in tye dye and 7 months old; and during The Other One, My ex looks at me and we both smell something, and I said, "ok, I'll change it." And lo, while I'm opening the box of wipes and undoing the diaper, Phil hits us with a series of his "Other One" bombs, the band is going nuts onstage, and here I am, in the dark and cold (very different weather than the year before) changing a diaper and feeling very different than I did during that Morning Dew the year before. This time it was "Evening DooDoo." Only at a Dead show. ; ) Hanna is now 19 and a freshman in college at University of Oregon (and she'd kill me if she reads what i just wrote) hahaha.. Glad she ended up in Eugene, a Grateful Dead kind of town if there EVER was one. She also (proud dad brag section) was a national age group synchronized swimming champion. In 2005 her trio (3 girls) were tops in the nation for 16-17 girls. She's my girl that Hanna. : ) Love u kiddo forever and ever. Then there's her brother....... Andrew is a great kid, ( born Jan 16, 1991) if not a bit like dad in that he's a tad sneaky. Yet he's such a good hearted kid and is truly KIND. He got in 5 "in utero" Dead shows where his eyes looked thru his mother's face, and made it to one (Golden Gate Park) in diapers and a tye dye onesie. He was little, a baby really. I don't have the stories I did with his big sister show-wise, but my Andrew was named after a good friend, Andrew Lowenthal, who attended many a GD show with us (the ex- and I and our friends). Coincidentally, Andrew Lowenthal and I share the same birthday, I'm just 7 years older. And also interesting is that Mr. Lowenthal's mom and dad were good friends with Peter, Paul, and Mary, the folk trio. Matter of fact, Paul Stookey (of PP&M) was/is Andrew's godfather. My Andrew gets a kick out of that. My Andrew is also one heck of a competitive swimmer (go andrew, takes after dad!), and next year as a senior in High School will more than likely be top 5 in the state in 100 butterfly and 100 freestyle. It's all in the genes I tell ya, as his mom (my ex) was a swimmer too. Love you too Andrew! You are my boy.....and glad am I of that. ; ) Ok, I've bored you guys enough by now, so i won't go into my 2 brothers and our GD experiences together, but they do exist. But hey, it's History. And the GD had something to do with it, no doubt about that. (~Tom ( The AllTomMitt Drawing Machine) p.s. OK, I have to include my FIRST acknowledgment of the Grateful Dead, as I DO remember it. Summer of 1968, I was 10, I had for some reason the flu, and was supposed to go to summer camp in a few days. My mom went shopping and picked me up a MAD magazine. I'll NEVER FORGET the advertisement I saw for this band with a weird name that somehow spoke to me. And guy's with name's like "Bill the Drummer" and "Captain Trips" and "PIGPEN!" It was an ad for their first album. And it's a moment that I will never forget. My first link to the band that has influenced me and continues to to this very day. Ok, nuff said.......Further (I don't wear furs). ; ) T
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just me and my boy, john the biggest mouse i've ever seen.....and, of course, the really, really famous ben the dog
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the Coyote, Johnman? :-)********************************** Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live. Samuel Clemens
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I was wondering 'bout them damn Monkeys?? PEACE
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My family situation is pretty simple. Both of my parents passed unexpectedly five weeks apart in the Summer of 1997 and now it is just me and my older brother. He is married with three kids and they are all great. Between my brothers family, close friends and relatives, I have got a great family. A small circle but great nonetheless. As for me, I am single living in NYC and having the time of my life. Furthermore, I am grateful to be working as I watch financial institutions crumble around me. Always got the Grateful Dead to help make it through the days. Rock on.
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i think that they are in league to make me nuts....little do they kno i've been out there for YEARS. the coyote eats the neighbor's cats, the monkey's steal my beer, my son steals my tie-dyes, and i'm almost out of peanut butter.....got lotsa sweet tapes, tho
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Still have that Mad magazine?? post it for us all to see! Yes, the babies in the bellies can feel the music. My son was born in Nov. 1970. In 1975, 1 day, I was playing Working Man's Dead or American Beauty & he's jumping & kind of dancing- saying "who is this? what is this? I like this!"......music from the belly, kid......now have 2 grandkids from him, mom (just turned 92), hubby, Cosmic Charlie (the dog) a few other kids (all grown) & many friends, I'm happy to say....xoxo Gypsy Cowgirl....1 lucky cowgirl, I am indeed.......
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Many of us are missing Dan Meehan, one of the family from the Chicago-land area. We know he was on the road with the Dead, doing some road crew things and some techie things too. We believe his years on the road would have been '76 -'78, but we might be off by a bit., In February of 2007, Dan lost his wife and disappeared not long after. So many people loved him and want to know that he's doing ok. He has a profile on this website that was written not long after his wife's passing. Please help us out in any way you can if you know or knew Dan, have any memories of him, information about where he might be now. But just reminiscing would be helpful to those who miss him.
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today at my bakery, sugar magnolia, i had the pleasure of having my 2 year old grand daughter visit me. i was listening to 8-4-76 roosevelt stadium, set 2. she said "hold me pappy"! i picked her up and we flowed to the rhythm of help on the way. she had this big, big smile and then says "i'm flying pappy, i'm flying"! i said "me too allie, me too"! how cool.z.
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Thanks for sharing dr zevon! Kids are the best! :)
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I'm picturing it now!
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I was with my husband off and on for 10yrs.In september he left me and are 4children in portland oregon & never came back.I'm not shure quite what happend. We where planning on finaly geting married. He called just once to say"It is what it is". That was it.The kids and I where only supose to be here 1week. I did'nt see it coming.I devoted every thing to him. I'll love him forever!
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Sounds horrible what happened to you! Be strong, Sister, and you will find an amazingly kind network of support in this forum. Am wishing all the best for you and your children.********************************** By trying we can easily learn to endure adversity -- another man's I mean. Mark Twain
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In Nepali culture with a Nepali wife with my own mixture of Tibetan and Sherpa thrown into the mix. Wunnuhful!
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Well Lamagonzo,it seems you have arrived back in the 'States' safely and are still savoring the essence of your journey.Thanks again for sharing your views from the top of the World....My mom passed away three years ago and what's left of my family can't seem to stop stressing and feuding over our inheritance....I would like to have them experience life in Tibet or some similarly challenged society.Hopefully they could learn to SEE the world they think they live in, in a different LIGHT....Only love prevails
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i am currently bouncing between my moms and my sisters house. i do have a job... mom has her house alone aside from the two dogs(pitbulls named ozzy and diezel) my lil sister(sara 14yrs old) is in foster care and my little brother(david 17 soon to be 18 in november is in juvynile for running from his foster home :( but the good news is he gets to come home Aug. 3rd!! free from the system, no dys no DFS!! when he comes home will have a job, se we will both be getting an appartment together very soon... he is a deahead in the making if i have anything to do with it and as you know we all look up to our older brother.. if nothing goes left go right. tread gently. peace
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family wow when your gatefullydeadicated thats all the famliy i need families share the the same views and even live in the same place as a deadhead you grow up well some of you grew up i just look older you develop certain morals and habits and even as i've done seen sons & daughters have your grandkids.i'm so happy that i was able to hear those dudes up by hieght st. and was living the none profit life free from wants and needs of organized religion and government money all of the gratefuldeads music had a message some of the songs were borrowed but not for profit for understanding and togetherness as a family there is a differece between realitives and a family those dudes up on hieght st. helped me deal with exceptanace of a evil missleading world thats why i was so happy to have heard them and been apart of a down to earth family. just be yourself thats the most important member yea love ya all peace P.S. even you phil you still suck though
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I know this post is from a long time ago, but I'll try replying to it anyways. Dan Meehan was an enormous part of my life for ten years. After Dan Meehan got off the road with the Grateful Dead, he studied counseling at Loyola University in Chicago. His natural tendency to serve as a counselor to people while on the road had convinced him that he wanted to pursue therapy. Dan was an incredibly successful therapist, kind, patient, and understanding, and was instrumental in creating a school for teenagers with mental health issues to help them transition back into mainstream living. Dan was my rolemodel and hero. He served as my therapist for ten years, but the charcter he demonstrated for me and others was the most influential part of my treatment. At an age when I was very young, he modeled for me what a truly compassionate man could look like. I don't know what I would have done without him. After Dan's wife passed away, Dan sunk into a deep depression and stopped seeing clients for most of that time. I had seen Dan last several months before his disappearance. Dan was always a large man, but through his depression, he had lost an enormous amount of weight. He had been losing a lot of his will to live. Dan was hospitalized for psychiatric reasons due to the depression in November 2008, but he checked himself out against medical advice. Since then, none of us have known where he has been. His closest collegue is also unaware of his whereabouts. We're not even sure if he's alive. There is so much I wish I could say to Dan. There are so many ways I'll never be able to thank him for all the gifts he gave me by allowing me to know him. If anyone has any information on Dan Meehan, I would be incredibly grateful. Thank you.
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Well, I married her 25 years ago. We have two wonderful grown daughters who have recently left the nest. It has been a long time since I felt that incredible love between us.I have felt miserable for a long time. years... I have a friend who loves me very much, and I feel so much closer to her than my own wife. Nothing scandalous has occurred here.... Whaddya do??? I am so incredible sensitive to hurting people that I can't even begin to think about actually leaving, but then again I do not wish to always feel that heartache either. My wife is a wonderful person who has stuck with me through some of the toughest times when she should have bailed. If somebody has something to say about this.....Please give me your opinion.
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I only have the gumption to offer my opinion because you asked, and I'm not really going to give an opinion. Instead, I will pose a question. How, and with whom, do you want to interact with the grandchildren that will come into your life? They'll be your heart's delight. Good luck -- I hope you find the path that is best for you.