Alright, I will admit that as a Dead Head I have always been more of a Jerry Head.  I was devastated when Jerry Garcia died.  I did not think that The Grateful Dead could go on without him.  And, in a way, I was right.  It's not the same.  Not for me, anyway.  But Bob Weir  is also a big part of The Grateful Dead, and I would probably feel the same way about the band if it was Bob that died (God forbid, as my Mom would make me add).

I met Bob a couple of times.  I don't remember much about the first time.  He was at The Chance with Bobby and The Midnights, and I got to go on his tour bus.  It was really awesome.  What I remember.  And my friend Dan says Bob kissed me as I was leaving the stage after introducing the band.  I definitely don't remember that, but I will take it.  The second time was over the phone in the early 2000s.  He wouldn't speak up and I could tell he would rather not be doing the interview.  But he was polite.

Today is Bob Weir's birthday.  I am happy to say he is still going strong, and he is keeping The Dead alive. I am going to play one of my favorites from Bob, and it's not even with The Grateful Dead.  Thanks Bob.  For the music and for the kiss.

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