The shadow of guilt I felt lasted for a number of years. After a brief stint as a casual Dead head, catching shows from Foxboro to Alpine Valley, my music tastes shifted. Even so, for years I carried around a shoe box full of bootlegs (especially fond of Cornell 7/77). Then, one day when cleaning out my closet, I decided it was time for a clean break - and I tossed the tapes into the garbage. The next day I heard on the radio that Jerry had died.
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