August 9th marked the anniversary of Jerry Garcia's death, and it made remember the time, back in high school, when he died. I was on a summer trip with a bunch of other 15 and 16 year olds, and I remember all the kids around me suddenly going nuts and crying. So I asked one of the less-distressed, semi-coherent hippies what was going on, and she said, "Jerry Garcia died!"
Now, while I didn't really care for the Grateful Dead, I did know who Jerry Garcia was. But, for whatever reason, and this is the first time I'm telling anyone this, when she said Jerry Garcia, I thought of Andy Garcia, the underrated actor. Hilarious, right? And I remember thinking to myself, "Yeah, he was a good actor, and all (by that point he'd done such classics as Black Rain, When A Man Loves A Woman, and Jennifer 8, which co-starred Uma Thurman as a blind woman...full frontal, by the way), but I never realized how much people loved this guy..." That's because they didn't. Wrong Garcia.
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