I was a sophomore in high school. I remember my friends who went to public school talking about it right afterwards. (The Grateful Dead never came up in conversation while attending a private, catholic, all boys high school) Simply described as some big surprise concert where everyone just showed up. That was the second time I ever heard of the Grateful Dead. The first time was another neighborhood friend commenting that the Grateful Dead were coming to Philly. Musta been ‘76, after their hiatus. I remember immediately asking another friend about them. He described them as a different band whose concerts are like no other. Fast forward to fall ‘79, I go away to college. Everyone is bringing their musical influences and tastes to the dorms. I turned everyone on to Steely dan and Little Feat, bragged about loving acoustic music. So, this guy sits me down and says, if you like acoustic music, check this out, …he plays me Friend of the devil. That’s actually where it all began. I don’t remember a bus, though, but was definitely transported. Turns out my major was Grateful Dead and the classes were taught by my roommate. That’s all I learned during my short college experience.