Not a Deadhead at all, but I interviewed Bob Weir in 1980. It was in a hotel room in Anchorage Alaska, on the 12th floor. Lesh was sitting next to an open window knocking back Heinekens. I will forever see him sitting there, green bottle in hand looking down through the open window. and I'm wondering when someone else in the room will be concerned he'll fall right out and go "splat". No one else cared. Goodbye, Phil. I wasn't really a fan, but I know a legend when I meet one. Au revoir.