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We always wallow in nostalgia.  It lets us pretend that we once had far better days than now.  It’s fun to keep going back to the glory moments.  So I’m tripping my face off at Citi Field watching Dead and Company rip thru a glorious version of “Morning Dew.”  It’s funny to see John Mayer playing the notes that once protruded from Jerry’s fingers.

My mind will always revert to 4-5-86.  The Grateful Dead at the now leveled Philadelphia Spectrum doing an absolutely mind melting reading of “Morning Dew.”  It was one of the highest moments of my life

19 year old lad

feeling the glory of youth

with music flowing

4-5-86.  It was such a moment.  My whole life ahead of me and I’m exulting in a glorious moment.  And now all these years later, the name of the band has changed and the players are not all the same.  But a long, beautiful “Morning Dew” washes over me.  I think about 4-5-86.  Of course, I have to think back to 4-5-86.  But it’s not 4-5-86 anymore.  Far from it.  I’m not a young man anymore.  My life is no longer ahead of me.  Most of it is now behind me and I can look back.

Memories are washing over me

Music gently massages soul

We ponder life lived

and all the moments passing

endless life enjoyed