The tale I tell is about life, death and rock and roll — oh, and a folktale involving a traveler, an act of kindness and an unexpected reward.
I photographed the Grateful Dead in Eugene during a rainy weekend in June of 1994.
That summer thousands of Deadheads converged on our fair city. The Register-Guard planned extensive coverage of the three-day event at Autzen Stadium. Several reporters and photographers were assigned…