The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still...
“George left this world his uniquely beautiful melodies,and some of them were barely born, played once,maybe. Every Dictaphone or tape machine in the house was found with a cassette inside bearing the beginning of a new song,some on piano,ukulele or guitar,some with hysterically funny words,some with fiercely serious lyrics,but all crafted from creativity he knew to be a divine gift.
Besides the company,conversation and wisdom of my beloved friend. I already long for the live background music to our lives. If I began singing a song-any song-he would accompany and encourage me. If I played three chords on the uke (compulsory instrument in our home),he would be my band. George was so generous and “grateful to anyone that is happy or free.” A good moment to him was always worth making better.
I love you,George. The joys,sorrows,lessons,and love we shared are more than enough to fill my heart until we meet again.”
1965. Cyn’s hair is perfect ♥
oh. my. goodness. IS this from that new book that was 600 dollars??!!?
1965. Oh just look at Pattie playing with Julian… She would have been such a good mother.