My nostalgia

Shortly after I first learned of the Grateful Dead, I was shipped off to Missouri Military Academy in Mexico, Missouri. I had a double CD of Without a Net with me, given to me by a friend, and also a double cassette of Europe 72. This song will always conjure up the memory of listening on headphones at 5 AM, before I had to get up and slog through another day of hell. A few times, I was able to obtain some lousy marijuana, which I had to smoke at 5 AM, or risk being caught. 

I made friends with a senior, Chris Mills from Louisville, and he told me "Oh yeah, in the parking lot at Dead shows, you walk by people and they're like 'mushrooms,' 'doses,' whatever." I was sold. This is another example of what Hegel called "the cunning of reason," when your objectives turn to their opposite in practice. I ended up getting expelled, right after finals, I got credit for the semester but they didn't want me back.