A little while ago, my daughter Candis sent me a video of my grandson Nathaniel playing his violin with the Pasadena Youth Symphony. They sounded great and I can hardly wait to see them play as I travel to Calfornia for Thanksgiving.
I, like you, I went on to tell him, was also good at baseball and a pretty good running back for the football team, and also like you, was a musician. Hey, and I even started my own band.
As I’ve said to you, “The secret of life is figuring out what you love to do, then finding someone who will pay you to do it.” Unfortunately, as good as I am at radio, nobody wants to hear about it, nor do they want to hear about my prowess in sports. They only want to hear about those records hanging on my wall and what was it like to play with Neil Young, Randy Bachman, Burton Cummings, and open for legends like Roy Orbison and Johnny Cash?
There are over 3000 people living in my development but I bet I’m the only guy here who has his own records hanging on the wall. How special is that?
No response is a very powerful response.
The best thing about having money is getting to spend it on the people you love.
The government doesn’t give you anything more than what you gave them.
Is there a good looking woman out there who isn’t sleeping with somebody?
Familiarity breeds contempt.
What made Woodstock so famous 50 years ago was all the people who showed up, not the artists. The bands thought of it as just another gig.
Wow, the Winnipeg Blue Bombers one the first round of the playoffs.
Surely this is not the first time the NHL has noticed that Din Cherry is controversial?
Hey, IU football is ranked for the first time in 40 years.
Ron Below: As Midwest Regional Promotional Manager for about a decade for various labels, I never had the pleasure of crossing paths with you until my strange side journey at WNAP. So, as a “once was” record guy, what does it take to get into your exclusive circle of record guys :-)? I only crossed Charlie Minor’s path a couple of times at industry events, but he was very well known to just about anybody, connected to or in the record biz… magnetic charisma, more than gracious host, beautiful women around at his beckon call, quick to pick up the tab and all the perks that record/showbiz (radio) enjoyed. If the perfect Record Man Robot came out of a machine it would be a clone of Charlie.
Geo: Mr. Below, I’ve only known four record guys during my whole radio career, Al Mair and Doug Chappelle in Canada, and Jerry Brenner and Charlie Minor in America. The reason I know them is, they figured out how to find me. (Good Time Charlie)
Pat O’Day: Thanks so much George for another great year of fun, enjoyable, knowledgeable, reading. As I write this, I can still see you sitting in my Seattle living room where I was trying to hire you as a consultant and you said, “Pat, why would you want to hire me, you already know more than I do.” What a humble statement and it’s typical of you.
Give my best to Jim Hilliard when you get a chance. Tell him I’m alive and well, busy with my real estate practice and deeply involved with a Seattle Addiction Hospital. Still in great health, living on San Juan Island, Washington.
Merry Christmas Sir! What a winner you are!!!
Pat. (Seasons Greetings)
As you go through life, always know that man will be there for you.
He loves you very very much. That’s obvious. With that behind you, there’s nothing you can’t do!
My Best Wishes,
Doc. (Camera Anne Johns Summerfield Graduates Today)
Robert Woyna: Hey! Just a terrific blog. I grew up with you guys and Burton Cummings back in those great days. We lost you to the states but got now have you back again via your blog but witty and smarter. Great on the Canadian shit, keep it up, my friend. (CKY Reunion)
Bobby Rich: Geo, you’re right–probably not. Not that it matters as the item is still inspiring. They aren’t his final words and it’s not proven that they are even his words. According to his sister Mona Simpson’s eulogy “Steve’s final words were: ‘OH WOW. OH WOW. OH WOW’.(The Last Words Of Steve Jobs)
Someday I’ll tell you about the time I entered KOGO/KPRI, at midnight, with a Colt .45 and asked three drunk staff members to leave the building. Oh, the good times !!! (Thank You)
I write the best copy, now if someone would listen…Get off your phone!!!! (White Guy With Privileges)