Jerry Garcia
1942-1995

On August 9th, 1995 the mastermind of musical talents passed away in a rehab hospital only 8 days after his 53rd birthday. He was prononuced dead at 4:23am from a heartattack brought on by his substance abuse. Though those years were dark, they found Garcia with an angelic look upon his face that morning, even entering the afterlife, he had a smile upon his face.

My love for Jerry, as well as others, will not fade away! Though I was only 5 when he passed away and I didn't discover the music of the dead until many years after that, I still have as much respect for this incredible man as any other Dead Head. His happy, bubbly spirit was always about him, you can hear it in his voice. Its subtle, but its overflowing at the same time and it effected millions when he passed away.

So I ask you now, friends, to join me on August 9th in a special tribute smoke to Jerry Garcia at either 4:23am or 4:23pm, be sure to wear a Jerry shirt and tell your friends to join you on the day the Dead died! Remember the man who changed music forever...


Rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb, you know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said, steal your face right off your head.

Now hes gone, now hes gone, lord hes gone, hes gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin down the track
Hes gone, gone, nothins gonna bring him back...hes gone.

Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside.
Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile,
Nothin left to do but smile, smile, smile!!!!

Now hes gone, now hes gone lord hes gone, hes gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin down the track
Hes gone, gone, nothins gonna bring him back...hes gone.

Goin where the wind dont blow so strange,
Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain.
Lost one round but the price wasnt anything,
A knife in the back and more of the same.

Same old, rat in a drain ditch, caught on a limb,
You know better but I know him.
Like I told you, what I said,
Steal your face right off your head.

Now hes gone, now hes gone lord hes gone, hes gone.
Like a steam locomotive, rollin down the track
Hes gone, gone, nothins gonna bring him back...hes gone.

Ooh, nothins gonna bring him back.

-Be well, be Grateful,
Caylyn