WINNER!!!!! GIVEAWAY - VAULT 3 LP!

Ty

So generous! Thanks on behalf of all of us!

This January I was working on the Big Day Out tour. I worked Gold Coast, Melbourne and Sydney. At the Sydney show I was standing backstage watching the Cosmic Psychos absolutely tear it up. I was lucky enough to very briefly run into, say a quick hello and shake hands with Jeff (in catering, Sydney) and Mike (on his way to the stage area, Melbourne). Back to Sydney... I see Ed out of the corner of my eye rocking out, Corona in hand, watching Cosmic Psychos with the Mudhoney guys. Anyways, after the show Ed walked down the ramp ad I just said "Hi". He returned the welcome and wandered over (I was wearing a Ramones short, haha). I told him I was working on the tour, have seen them a lot over the years ad was excited to see them that night. He asked how the work was going and if I was having fun. I asked if he'd got much surfing in. I shyly mentioned I had been in the TenClub 18 years (being only 14 at the time). He replied "Really?! Thanks!" as he hugged me and handed me 2 guitar picks! I thanked him and humbly asked if he minded if I have a photo with him. He said "Of course!" and chucked his arm around me as my shakey hand handed my phone to my friend with me (who Ed also introduced himself to and extended his hand in greeting). The photo is now my profile photo on here (and Facebook of course)! He was interesting, and interested. We chatted for about 5 solid minutes. A really nice guy, and it was the last opportunity I had to meet him on the tour, and he was a really nice dude to talk to! Humble and personal! That night they were amazing, as anyone there would attest, nearly 3 hours! That night I had a sense of realization, standing next to my best friend, exhausted from extreme hours and physical work in the heat on tour, my last night on the tour, I'd just met my idol, it was my 10th PJ band show, when Chloe Dancer started I got shivers, then into the chorus of Crown Of Thorns the old emotions took over and I welled up... brilliant night!

Thanks again! These are some great stories on here!

Fingers crossed!

PJ_Soul

I already have Vault #3, but a lot of people from here have done amazing selfless things for me! You all know who you are, and just know that I will always not take it for granted. :x Not to mention all the others who have just been friends and awesome people to chat with, party with, experience a show with, etc! All selfless with, well, themselves!

But I also just want to say a huge thank you to all of the generous people who have contributed to my holy grail (I don't post there because I don't want to bump my own active holy grail thread, lol)! There are donors who know me, and many who actually don't and gave anyway. It's hard to explain how good it feels to have people do that - I am and always will feel so grateful and honoured that anyone gave enough of a shit to donate. Can't wait for the next holy grail thread so that yet another person gets to feel how I do. :x And of course a thanks to the three organizing it, LukinFan, Dimitrispearljam, and Released1980.

I love this community! ^:)^ And Whoyouare72, very awesome and generous thing to do! Vault #3 is spectacular! And a thread with good vibes is always great to see. :-bd

(and also, my parents!)

guypjfreak

not every original i know but the first person would be my wife and best friend of 29 years who was good enough to marry me and give me two great kids a son who loves his music plays in a band and does his own festivals and a daughter who gave me a beautiful gorgeous granddaughter ....................and as ive had some terrible times in the last 5/6 years these wonderful people have literally saved my life .....G

RW8297

My 2 kids - they make me happy everyday. That's all that counts. All we need is love, love, love,..

shane davis

How generous of you! Last November, my 14 year old son and I hit the road from MT to Spokane to share an epic night watching our favorite band. We had GA tickets, he really wanted to be on the rail...ok, so did I. So we stood in line outside from 9am until the doors opened met some great people, And froze our butts off. I think we were numbers 88,87, ended up second row on Stones side, which was unbelievable!! The icing on the cake was the people in front of us, can't remember their names but they gave my son their spot on the rail about halfway through the show! The look on his face was priceless and I'll never forget that moment, neither will he. So thanks to those generous people in front of us....I think you were from MT also. Thanks again for the memories!

Caught-A-Bolt-Of-Lightning

Mine is actually a solo Eddie Vedder show moment. The first time I saw him solo was in Washington, D.C. at the Warner Theater. I was in the second row on the aisle on the left side. As the show went on I started to believe that Eddie and I were actually making eye contact. Of course I am pretty sure that we ALL feel that we're making eye contact with the guys in the band every time we have decent seats at a show so I chalked it up to that. At the end of the show he was walking across the front of the stage shaking hands and he walked right over to me and reached his hand right out to me. We shook hands for a few seconds and shared a smile. A moment I will never forget. Just wish the spouse had gotten a picture of it...

Hubmann2513

I spent a couple of years out in Utah, a few years back. During this time, I met an older gentleman who was having a really hard time. He had recently lost his wife, and I just kind of took to him. I would stop by once a day at least with a buddy of mine just to try to cheer him up and to see what we could do to help. This seemed a very small thing to do, to help a seemingly great man get through a tough time. Little did I know what impact that would make on him, and, later, on me.

Around this time, I started going through a deep depression. It was one of the hardest times of my life. But that man did everything in his power to help me through it. He wouldn't accept no for an answer on anything. When it got really bad, he would make sure that I had food. He would make sure that I had a place to stay so I wouldn't have to be by myself. He would go bowling with me (even though he was 82!). We became so close, and never once did he require anything of me, though I did everything I could think of to repay him.

Eventually, I decided to return back home to Tennessee, after being diagnosed with a severe depression that needed more stability to be treated than I had in Utah. I thought the man would forget about me. He didn't. He would check up on me almost every day. Little letters would be sent in the mail with a little bit of cash with a letter telling me to take myself out to eat. He did everything he could to cheer me up, even from afar. When I decided to enroll in college, but couldn't afford to pay for it, he stepped in a paid for my first semester so I didn't have to take out as big of a loan. When he felt I needed a break from the grind, he even paid for my tickets to see EV in Memphis in 2012! He surprised me by sending me 2nd row tickets! It was amazing, and I was so grateful to him.

The amazing thing about this man is that it isn't just me that he is doing this for. He helps people all of the time! He will tell stories of strangers or less fortunate people in his area that he will help. He currently has a college student from Haiti living with him for free so he can save to be a doctor. He just is the most caring, selfless, and generous person I know. He has inspired me to try to do the same with whatever fortune comes my way. Because of him, I make it a goal to help someone in some way every day. He really helped me to change my life and to make it through some of the most difficult challenges.

Thank you for providing a way for me to share this story! He is my adopted grandpa, as I like to call him, haha. And I hope everyone has someone like him in their life.

aurynsdad

Hubmann2513 said:

I spent a couple of years out in Utah, a few years back. During this time, I met an older gentleman who was having a really hard time. He had recently lost his wife, and I just kind of took to him. I would stop by once a day at least with a buddy of mine just to try to cheer him up and to see what we could do to help. This seemed a very small thing to do, to help a seemingly great man get through a tough time. Little did I know what impact that would make on him, and, later, on me.

Around this time, I started going through a deep depression. It was one of the hardest times of my life. But that man did everything in his power to help me through it. He wouldn't accept no for an answer on anything. When it got really bad, he would make sure that I had food. He would make sure that I had a place to stay so I wouldn't have to be by myself. He would go bowling with me (even though he was 82!). We became so close, and never once did he require anything of me, though I did everything I could think of to repay him.

Eventually, I decided to return back home to Tennessee, after being diagnosed with a severe depression that needed more stability to be treated than I had in Utah. I thought the man would forget about me. He didn't. He would check up on me almost every day. Little letters would be sent in the mail with a little bit of cash with a letter telling me to take myself out to eat. He did everything he could to cheer me up, even from afar. When I decided to enroll in college, but couldn't afford to pay for it, he stepped in a paid for my first semester so I didn't have to take out as big of a loan. When he felt I needed a break from the grind, he even paid for my tickets to see EV in Memphis in 2012! He surprised me by sending me 2nd row tickets! It was amazing, and I was so grateful to him.

The amazing thing about this man is that it isn't just me that he is doing this for. He helps people all of the time! He will tell stories of strangers or less fortunate people in his area that he will help. He currently has a college student from Haiti living with him for free so he can save to be a doctor. He just is the most caring, selfless, and generous person I know. He has inspired me to try to do the same with whatever fortune comes my way. Because of him, I make it a goal to help someone in some way every day. He really helped me to change my life and to make it through some of the most difficult challenges.

Thank you for providing a way for me to share this story! He is my adopted grandpa, as I like to call him, haha. And I hope everyone has someone like him in their life.

very cool

whispering hands

Hubmann2513 said:

I spent a couple of years out in Utah, a few years back. During this time, I met an older gentleman who was having a really hard time. He had recently lost his wife, and I just kind of took to him. I would stop by once a day at least with a buddy of mine just to try to cheer him up and to see what we could do to help. This seemed a very small thing to do, to help a seemingly great man get through a tough time. Little did I know what impact that would make on him, and, later, on me.

Around this time, I started going through a deep depression. It was one of the hardest times of my life. But that man did everything in his power to help me through it. He wouldn't accept no for an answer on anything. When it got really bad, he would make sure that I had food. He would make sure that I had a place to stay so I wouldn't have to be by myself. He would go bowling with me (even though he was 82!). We became so close, and never once did he require anything of me, though I did everything I could think of to repay him.

Eventually, I decided to return back home to Tennessee, after being diagnosed with a severe depression that needed more stability to be treated than I had in Utah. I thought the man would forget about me. He didn't. He would check up on me almost every day. Little letters would be sent in the mail with a little bit of cash with a letter telling me to take myself out to eat. He did everything he could to cheer me up, even from afar. When I decided to enroll in college, but couldn't afford to pay for it, he stepped in a paid for my first semester so I didn't have to take out as big of a loan. When he felt I needed a break from the grind, he even paid for my tickets to see EV in Memphis in 2012! He surprised me by sending me 2nd row tickets! It was amazing, and I was so grateful to him.

The amazing thing about this man is that it isn't just me that he is doing this for. He helps people all of the time! He will tell stories of strangers or less fortunate people in his area that he will help. He currently has a college student from Haiti living with him for free so he can save to be a doctor. He just is the most caring, selfless, and generous person I know. He has inspired me to try to do the same with whatever fortune comes my way. Because of him, I make it a goal to help someone in some way every day. He really helped me to change my life and to make it through some of the most difficult challenges.

Thank you for providing a way for me to share this story! He is my adopted grandpa, as I like to call him, haha. And I hope everyone has someone like him in their life.

Chills!

OMGkatwoman

Hubmann2513 said:

I spent a couple of years out in Utah, a few years back. During this time, I met an older gentleman who was having a really hard time. He had recently lost his wife, and I just kind of took to him. I would stop by once a day at least with a buddy of mine just to try to cheer him up and to see what we could do to help. This seemed a very small thing to do, to help a seemingly great man get through a tough time. Little did I know what impact that would make on him, and, later, on me.

Around this time, I started going through a deep depression. It was one of the hardest times of my life. But that man did everything in his power to help me through it. He wouldn't accept no for an answer on anything. When it got really bad, he would make sure that I had food. He would make sure that I had a place to stay so I wouldn't have to be by myself. He would go bowling with me (even though he was 82!). We became so close, and never once did he require anything of me, though I did everything I could think of to repay him.

Eventually, I decided to return back home to Tennessee, after being diagnosed with a severe depression that needed more stability to be treated than I had in Utah. I thought the man would forget about me. He didn't. He would check up on me almost every day. Little letters would be sent in the mail with a little bit of cash with a letter telling me to take myself out to eat. He did everything he could to cheer me up, even from afar. When I decided to enroll in college, but couldn't afford to pay for it, he stepped in a paid for my first semester so I didn't have to take out as big of a loan. When he felt I needed a break from the grind, he even paid for my tickets to see EV in Memphis in 2012! He surprised me by sending me 2nd row tickets! It was amazing, and I was so grateful to him.

The amazing thing about this man is that it isn't just me that he is doing this for. He helps people all of the time! He will tell stories of strangers or less fortunate people in his area that he will help. He currently has a college student from Haiti living with him for free so he can save to be a doctor. He just is the most caring, selfless, and generous person I know. He has inspired me to try to do the same with whatever fortune comes my way. Because of him, I make it a goal to help someone in some way every day. He really helped me to change my life and to make it through some of the most difficult challenges.

Thank you for providing a way for me to share this story! He is my adopted grandpa, as I like to call him, haha. And I hope everyone has someone like him in their life.

Beautiful!

ogey38

Such a generous offer! I have a friend of over 30 years that mentioned in passing that she would love to go to PJ20, but there was no way she could afford it. She was having trouble making the mortgage, father just passed, and she was in a car accident that totaled her truck. So, with this info in my back pocket, I was lucky enough to get 2 tickets to PJ20 thru 10C. I didn't tell my friend, but did call her and told her to pack a weekend bag and I'd pick her up on 9-1.

We were on the interstate, and she asked where we were going. I put Lost Dogs in the CD player and told her we were going to Wi.....the look on her face was absolutely priceless! She was over the top excited, and we blared PJ all the way! I saw her today, and she mentioned that weekend and how much she appreciated the treat. In my mind, I was the lucky one to be able to pay it forward. She has been such a great friend for so many years that even WI couldn't repay her.

WhatYouTaughtMe

Of all the nice things people have done for me over the years, there is one that sticks in my mind. It isn't the most grand or expensive thing anyone has done, but it is something I have grown to remember and shaped me later in life. I was in the 4th grade and didn't have the best home life and my family was very poor. The combination of these things caused me to have a complex and act out like many young kids do. I always spoke out in class and picked on other kids to try and fit in with the "cool" kids. One day during class I kept interrupting the teacher and I could tell it was frustrating her which caused me to do it more. Finally, the teacher who was fairly young and new, literally yelled "shut up, do you have diarrhea of the mouth?" Now as you can imagine, this caused a class full of fourth graders to laugh hysterically in unison. I was mortified, embarrassed and immediately lifted my desk lid up and put my head in it to try and hide the fact that I was crying. That is when a quiet, akward, poor like myself young lady came over to me and put her hand on my shoulder and said "it's ok, they are all laughing with you, not at you". Now this was of course not the case and it didn't make me feel a whole lot better at the time, but it did impact me in a way I am sure she hadn't intended. You see, she was one of the less fortunate that was picked on a lot for not following the herd (kids can be so cruel), and I was guilty of making fun of her myself at times. She never acted out or fought back, instead choosing to always be kind and helpful to others. I won't say my entire life changed from that day forward but I can say I became friends with her through the rest of my time at that elementary school. I have grown infinitely since being that scared confused boy in the fourth grade and I always think of how the simplest of gestures could possibly change the course of someone's day or even life. You never know what a kind gesture can do for someone. It probably took me a long time to fully realize it but when I think of things that have shaped my adult life and behavior towards others, that has become something I look back to. I was too young to understand the significance of it then, but what a saint that girl was.

whispering hands

WhatYouTaughtMe said:

Of all the nice things people have done for me over the years, there is one that sticks in my mind. It isn't the most grand or expensive thing anyone has done, but it is something I have grown to remember and shaped me later in life. I was in the 4th grade and didn't have the best home life and my family was very poor. The combination of these things caused me to have a complex and act out like many young kids do. I always spoke out in class and picked on other kids to try and fit in with the "cool" kids. One day during class I kept interrupting the teacher and I could tell it was frustrating her which caused me to do it more. Finally, the teacher who was fairly young and new, literally yelled "shut up, do you have diarrhea of the mouth?" Now as you can imagine, this caused a class full of fourth graders to laugh hysterically in unison. I was mortified, embarrassed and immediately lifted my desk lid up and put my head in it to try and hide the fact that I was crying. That is when a quiet, akward, poor like myself young lady came over to me and put her hand on my shoulder and said "it's ok, they are all laughing with you, not at you". Now this was of course not the case and it didn't make me feel a whole lot better at the time, but it did impact me in a way I am sure she hadn't intended. You see, she was one of the less fortunate that was picked on a lot for not following the herd (kids can be so cruel), and I was guilty of making fun of her myself at times. She never acted out or fought back, instead choosing to always be kind and helpful to others. I won't say my entire life changed from that day forward but I can say I became friends with her through the rest of my time at that elementary school. I have grown infinitely since being that scared confused boy in the fourth grade and I always think of how the simplest of gestures could possibly change the course of someone's day or even life. You never know what a kind gesture can do for someone. It probably took me a long time to fully realize it but when I think of things that have shaped my adult life and behavior towards others, that has become something I look back to. I was too young to understand the significance of it then, but what a saint that girl was.

This made me smile.

countonbothhands

Hi there, this is very nice of you to do this! Just your post of generosity put a smile on my face. However, I do have a little story to tell. I have met so many great people in the PJ community. I don't have many friends, but these people and 1 in particular (you know who you are D) sends me emails know and again, to stay in touch. These emails are precious to me and I look forward to them always. That this person takes the time to send me emails is the most generous, joyful experience I have had in a long time! Thank you for reading my little tale of kindness!

samjam

When I think selflessness, I really do think of this community, and here are a few reasons:

-When my father died, I reached out on here and the response was overwhelming. People I didn't even know in person took the time out of their day to write me messages of comfort and hope. I couldn't believe the kindness, and it helped me greatly.

-At Made In America, my friend was rudely and aggressively pushed out of the way by a man who pretty much stole an EV pick right out from under her. Through this community, someone gifted me the same EV pick for me to gift to her. It was amazing and kind and the reaction I got from my friend when she received the pick almost brought me to tears.

-I met my boyfriend through the PJ community. We were friends first for a long time, then feelings developed and recently, we decided to begin a relationship. After I graduate I plan on moving near where he lives, but my mother doesn't support this very much, which is deeply saddening and difficult on many levels. My man has been the most selfless, wonderful person throughout this all, supporting me emotionally and through making sure when I move I have everything that I need already taken care of. I still can't believe I have found someone as amazing as him, and if I win this vinyl, I will give it to him for us to spin on his record player!

Also selfless--giveaways like this! Thank YOU!

whoyouare72

WOW the stories are awesome so far! I hope you all are enjoying reading them as much as we are!

whoyouare72

Happy Easter everyone!

jamminpearls

Same to you and your family!!! Happy Easter 11yrs ago my wife became my girlfriend on 420:) 6yrs ago on Easter she became me fiance. Last Easter we found out we were prego and this Easter 11yrs later Jacob is getting his 1st tooth. Needless to say Easter means alot to this family!!!!!

whoyouare72

Thank you to everyone for your stories and for sharing some excellent POSITIVE ENERGY on the board.
AND......


CONGRATS TO AURYNSDAD!!!

aurynsdad said:

The second thing happened when I was in high school in Marin County, California. I worked in the dining room of a very upscale senior living facility as a waiter. There was one lady who scared all the staff. She was just so stern, and if I got something wrong on her place setting for instance, she would slap my hand. Still, I had been taught to respect my elders, and I enjoyed talking with her when she wasn't in a foul mood. I had heard about the critically acclaimed Phantom of the Opera production going on in San Francisco, and somehow it came out during a conversation that I would love to take my grandmother to it if I could afford tickets (she had taken me all over the place, to canyons and old California Missions, even Hawaii). One of the things she had taken me to was a symphony performance, and I knew she would love that show. So one day, I get back to the table to bus the plates and I see that there's an envelope with my name on it. Inside are two tickets for really good seats. You better believe I took my grandma, and we both loved it. A couple of things about this story: first of all, it was forbidden for them to give us tips (I don't know why), so she kind of broke the rules doing this for me. Second, I made a lot of friends there, and it's really sad to think that not a one of them is with us anymore. Mrs. Seidall taught me two very important lessons that day: Don't judge a book by its cover, and practice random acts of kindness!

WhatYouTaughtMe

Congrats and a great story!