This dovetails with the post I wrote the other day about being who I want to be, instead of who I think I’m supposed to be:
"…maybe it was going to be my responsibility to keep upping the
ante. I was in an automobile accident in 1960 with three other
guys…All I know is that I was sitting in the car… and the next
thing, I was in a field, far enough away from the car that I couldn’t
see it. The car was crumpled like a cigarette pack… and inside it
were my shoes. I’d been thrown completely out of my shoes and through
the windshield."…I had the feeling that my life had been spared to do
something… not to take any bullshit, to either go whole hog or not at
all. Before that, I had been living at less than capacity. That event
was the slingshot for the rest of my life. It was my second chance, and
I got serious."
-Jerry Garcia

