At the moment it Dick’s Pick 19, Oklahoma City, 1973, the first one I bought in CD. Earlier it was Vol. 28, Lincoln, Nebraska, same year, the first one I bought on digital download. It’s spring here in Georgia, cloudy and a bit cold, and I’m grabbing the Dead like a favorite old afghan. I listen to them on headphones, walking my dog by the river and around the civic center, and I listen to them at night while I write.