I took my 70-year-old dad to this show. He danced his ass off and had the time of his life. Some of you may have seen a skinny old man wandering around the concourse in a white turtleneck. That was him.

He was a Baptist minister and theologian for most of his career. He kept asking about Col. Forbin, and when I explained the Gamehendge story, he thought Trey may have borrowed from Buddhism, where those who are enlightened vow to remain active in helping those who are unenlightened and suffering. Interesting insight.

When the balloons started pouring out of the ceiling at midnight, he put his hand on my shoulder and said, "It's great to be here with you."

Thank you, Phish, for giving me another magical moment in my life.

And here's to another 30 years.