Layth L Matthews

I remember once in Seattle Jerry told me "you can never escape a Shambhala Level unscathed." I remember the fear and relief I felt. His humour and his music were mercurial. He had a twinkle in his eye. I'm so glad that I knew him, sad to say goodbye. I remember the look on his face when his ex-wives all stepped up at his wedding and roasted him, a little.