I saw Bob Dylan...
In the year 2000 (I think, maybe 2001, not sure) in Canandaigua NY at an outdoor venue. He opened for Phil Lesh.
I went to this show by myself and stayed overnight at a nearby hotel after the show. It was about a 160 mile drive for me, one way.
It was still daylight out, and most people were still outside of the venue gates.
I somehow managed to score a second row ticket. I got to my seat way early, and was just sitting there drinking a soda when Dylan came on stage. There was no one sitting around me when he came out. He walked out with his band and they started tuning a bit. Dylan kind of casually looked out into the audience and probably took note of how empty it currently was.
Then he locked eyes with me and gave me a quizzical look. I don't want to exaggerate, but we probably looked at each other for maybe 3 or 4 seconds...which is a long time to have Bob Dylan looking at you. He then gave me a crooked little smile, turned his back to the audience toward his bandmates, and they started the first song. My guess is that I looked like someone he knew personally.
I've seen him 4 or 5 times in concert, but never this close to the stage. Sometimes the experience was underwhelming, but this show was good. I think Larry Campbell might have been in his band at that time? He always played with stellar musicians.
So here's a little bit shaky close-up video of Dylan at another show that same year. This was 25 years ago, and he was considered old then, and his voice was unliked by some. But I'll tell you, it's really something watching him perform up close. I personally love his voice, even in his later years. I love this song. And no matter what I or anyone else thinks of his voice, this man can bring me to tears.
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You're really going to get the Bob Dylan bashers whipped into a crazed frenzy! lol 
My clients wife first saw Dylan in a bar when he was just an unknown musician. She never forgot seeing him. She said he was unstable sitting in a chair and then he picked up his guitar and started to play.
She got to see him a few times after that after he become well-known.
She does repeat this story often to me and that's okay with me!
and tell her that I'm jealous!
Here's a hug for you too. Thank you for the story!
I saw him four times with the Dead but I just dumped the ticket stubs...
I only saw them on stage together once. I think in 1986? Orchard Park, NY (Buffalo).
Thanks for the pics of the stubs! I'll post a picture of mine someday. Here's a pic of my stub from the infamous Cornell (Barton Hall) show, 5/8/77.
I have the pic because I needed money one time, so I put it up on eBay as a best offer I think. Someone offered me something like $250 for it? I decided not to sell it and took down the listing.
I have so many stories about all of the shows that I've been to. I bet you do too 
I want to write a book about it some day.
if you have any good Grateful Dead recollections, Id love to read them.
Here's Dylan talking about Jerry Garcia's passing:
"There’s no way to measure his greatness or magnitude as a person or player. I don't think eulogizing will do him justice. He was that great, much more than a suburb musician, with an uncanny ear and dexterity. He is the very spirit personified of what ever is muddy-river country into the spheres. He really has no equal. To me he wasn’t only a musician and friend, he was more like a big brother who taught and showed me more than he’ll ever know. There are a lot of spaces and advances between the Carter family, Buddy Holly and, say, Ornette Coleman, a lot of universes, but he filled them all without being a member of any school. His playing was muddy, awesome, sophisticated, hypnotic and subtle. There’s no way to convey the loss. It just digs really deep down.“
How the heck do you do 300 shows????? Damn! 
Jerry Garcia Band. 1983. Early show and late show. Had 2nd row tickets for the early show. Same 2nd row for the late show, only a few seats over.
Early show...some woman was tripping hard. I got in my seat. She calmly walked up to me and sat on my lap. I had no idea who she was. I didn't exactly want her sitting on my lap, but she was tripping so hard, I didn't want to ruin her trip...so she sat on my lap for the WHOLE SHOW.
She sat on some other woman's lap during the second show.
Because you owe me a new computer monitor.
I just spat my coffee all over it.
I'm not kidding...
at the (now gone) Pittsburgh 'Syria Mosque' theater. I remember being disappointed...(maybe expecting too much or too reified in what I expected a 'Dylan concert' to be like.)
There was a long opening by some band I had no interest in that went on too long. When Dylan finally made his appearance he seemed bored and mumbled along through some songs in a lackluster way and only toward the end, with "Like a Rolling Stone" and "Tambourine Man", did the night pick up.
Maybe I expected too much, but at least I got to see him "LIVE" at least once. 