So I had a dream last night that I was out to dinner with my parents (Dan and Judy) and Maureen. During the middle of dinner someone came up to us and said that a Grateful Dead concert was coming to town and the tickets just went on sale! It was really hush hush. I left them at dinner and ran over to the ticket booth... conveniently on the same block. The Tickets were 90 bucks a person so I bought a ticket for all four of us.
To bad Jerry Garcia is dead... It would have been an epic concert!
You do realize I made dinner (when I worked at Pizza Haven - 1979 I think) for the Grateful Dead & the stage manager left my name at the stage door to go back stage later that night. My friend warned me not to go. She thought I was too naive. Boy, was she right. Good thing I didn't go. True story!
ReplyDeleteJudy - that is awesome! What a great story - how funny!
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