They say no one knew…
They say they didn’t see it…
They lie for the darkness they hide; that they approved of his self-destruction…
Nobody knew Jerry Garcia was at a rehabilitation clinic in Forest Knolls, California in the summer of 1995. Not Robert Hunter, his long-time writing partner.
But that’s where the iconic singer and guitarist would suddenly die on Aug. 9 one month after a legendary concert at Soldier Field July 9th.
He had become spread too thin, faded and folded by everybody NEEDING him too much. To be the oracle.
To be the One.