David Demster:  

Life Growing up in Lower Merion (Narberth) was a time I will never forget. I think out of all my friends my home life was the most stablest, probably why I always had at least 10 friends in my room during the weekend. Not that any of my friends parents were bad and actually, some of them were pretty cool. By the time we reached high school, my room up on the third floor allowed us well...frankly...do whatever the hell we wanted. I remember certain smells have always reminded me of certain days be it summer, winter, spring or fall. The nostaglic smells of summer nights at the Mann Music to Winter days walking over to Tom Bowens house...talk about a trek. I really can't imagine changing anything the way my friends and I grew up. Our class at Bala Cynwyd was named "the worst class" thats ever gone through that school. We were told not to return...we did. But in our defense, I don't think we were all that bad, I think we were just bored. Going from Middle School to High School separated, divided, catagorized, popularized everyone. The nuiances of a larger picture of our world laid ahead & I don't think Lower Merion was ready for us. We all forged ahead through freshmen and sophmore year. Sometime between December and January of our Sophmore year, some us took a slight turn. The group formerly known as Damage Inc. was born. This group of boys defied the limits the perception of partying. They took their minds and souls from sanity to insanity and back, time and time again. The 2 Weekend Dead Show...probably the last show JFK Stadium every entertained such a huge majestic concert. Ed and Rob walked...let me say again...WALKED, from JFK Stadium to my house. They got there at 4 in the morning. They have spent all their money on the goodies at the Dead Show that they forgot they needed money to get home. At least they had happy trails during their voyage. The cheap Friday nights consumng Old German or the Beast during our many nights under the bridge allowed...Expand for more