Hey, Russ ... Guess what? I was at the Davsville hospital just the other day (visiting my Grandmother). I had totally forgotten about that place, but when I pulled up in the car, visions of you putting your arm through the glass at 60 Court Street absolutely overwhelmed me. Very strange. I also remember following the ambulance to the hospital, all the while Meat and I singinging Ton Loc's "Funky Cold Medina."
Grandma's OK, by the way ... and, no, she did not say to the attending physician, "I'm a Grateful Dead fan, but I don't do drugs."