It’s interesting … I’ve seen a lot of writing about the “shared optimism.” Part of what made (makes!) the community so powerful was that it offered a place to share grief and heartache when things were not going to be okay.
Some of those moments and experiences: the death of Bill Graham, the slow decline of Jerry Garcia, our fellow travelers lost to drug wars or drug addiction, and even just those ordinary times when a show was a safe place for a personal meltdown rather than a celebration.
Such intimacy is hard to come by, even among friends and family. To find it with strangers was a rare gift.