Geo’s Media Blog (Sandra) New 8/02/21

This past Father’s day, for whatever reason, I started thinking about my sister, Sandra. (pictured with me above)
Sandra, who was named after my Dad, (Sandy) unexpectedly died from Measles when she was only four years of age.

My sister, amongst other things, had my father’s fiery disposition, and there is no doubt were she were alive today she’d be the matriarch of the Johns family just as her Grandmother Vince was.

When Sandra came down with the Measles, we’d already moved back to Canada.
My Dad had taken a job as a salesman for the Singer Sewing machine company in a small town in Northern Manitoba called Swan River.

Swan River, which is about 300 miles from Winnipeg, didn’t have the best hospitals, so my Dad decided to take my sister to a larger facility in Dauphin, Manitoba.
Unbelievably though, his boss refused to let him use the company car for personal business, so, of course, he took it anyway, but unfortunately, it was already too late.

The weird thing about that tragic event is, I have no memories of anything that went on for several years after it occurred.
I remember living in Australia where Sandra was born, attending Kindergarten in Vancouver, and being in first grade in Swan River, but nothing else.

In fact, my next memory is our moving back to Winnipeg when my Mom was about to have my brother Reg and I entered the 5th grade.
I do, however, vividly remember my Father’s fat boss.

I’m pretty sure that the rage that still burns in me today began the day my sister died.
In fact, if that fat f#ck of a boss stepped off a curb in front of me today, I know exactly what I would do.

My Dad was so heartbroken over Sandra’s death that I don’t remember him ever mentioning her again.
My Mother never got over my sister’s death, and when I talked to her on the phone just a few minutes before she passed, not only was she not afraid, she actually seemed happy.

My brother Reg and I were the sad ones, she truly believed that she was going to be reunited with her precious daughter which I so want to be true.


GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

Those who appear lost may, in fact, just be wandering.

Hey, I guess Simone Biles disproved the theory, “Winners never quit and quitters never win, huh?”

What’s up with the hotels? After giving you a room rate, at check out, they tack on a “Resort Rate?” You’d think they’d be happy having us back instead of ripping us off. 

I’ve never understood being “pussy whipped,” but many great men have been dragged to their knees by women lesser than themselves. Can you spell John, Harry, or Edward?

Hey Winnipeg, how many groups from the early and mid-’60s still have all their band members intact?

Fathers protect their children forever, but we don’t dedicate our lives to them as their mothers do.

So what’s more important, a good woman or a good career?

Why does Hollywood continue to depict that most minorities are smarter than white males? What the hell did they invent?

Something you don’t see anymore, someone having a glass of milk with a meal.

Just like it’s the drivers who make the difference at the Indy 500, it’s the person on the radio who plays the music that makes the difference.

In the ’50s, a man could have a stay-at-home wife, buy a house and a new car plus send his kids to college. What the hell happened?

Was there ever a car prettier than a Cadillac Eldorado, what say you, Moto?

The people I hate the most are dirty cops and dirty politicians.

The louder the war, the softer the music. Is there anything louder than silence?

The only people who claim they don’t care about money are those who have it.

Does anybody other than the wealthy believe we should be in the desert?

I used to be the dream maker, but now I think of myself more as the dream provider.

I love the riff, “I wish I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then.”

There’s singing the songs you wrote, and then there’s living the songs you wrote.

I never realized that Biden is only the 2nd Catholic President of the United States. I have no idea why the Catholics haven’t organized as the Jews and Muslims have; they’d be politically unstoppable.

Doing it yourself is usually what gets it done. It usually takes one door to close before another opens.

When I was a kid, the only laws that I obeyed didn’t interfere with my lifestyle.

Can you even imagine what men could accomplish if they stopped wasting their time chasing “pussy?”

Everyone is gifted, but most don’t use their gift.

All the governments in the world are more like each other than they are like the people they govern.

Has anybody tried to escape the US on a raft lately so they can enjoy life in Cuba?

So how much do our Olympic basketball players make compared to those who are beating them?

COMMENTS

Bruce Munson: George, I accessed the video from your link…but the footwear scared me away?  Should I revisit it and try to get past those shoes? (Adult Content)
Geo: Yes, you should, Bruce, ’cause it’s all about the stuff that’s above the shoes that make the shoes work.

Jed Duvall: George, at least in the field of entertainment, you rank with Clive Davis, David Geffen, and Barry “Killer” Diller, as among the world’s most interesting men! (About George A Johns)
Geo: Whew!

James Copeland: I worked as a musician in a recording town, Muscle Shoals, Alabama, and made a similar decision to focus on radio. Now 35 years later, I’m having a go at music again. Great read. (Until You Do)
Geo: Good for you, James; sadly, I don’t even remember how to play anymore.

Chuck Knapp: And because my early radio mentor Ron Yantz and I traveled to meet Chuck Dann at CKY, we got to hear the Jury songs. We couldn’t wait to get back to Fargo and put them on the air. We got to tell listeners we meet you on Main Street, and the rest is history, as they say.  Life… What a ride!
Geo: Ahh, that explains all those North Dakota gigs we got, Chuck. Oh, and it was 432 Main, to be exact. 🙂

Jenn Jenn: Seriously, GEO, why did you even open the text. Kenny and I get spam texts daily. I don’t bother to block them anymore because the scammers use a rotary list of numbers, and they keep coming.
We live in a pathetic world; count on the people you trust and never respond to those you don’t.
Amen. Good story, Sir GEO (Scam Alert)
Geo: The thing about it, beautiful was, it happened back in 2012 when the subject matter was interesting to me, plus I had a lot of fun trying to figure out the scam. It cost me $15 to do so, but I got a radio show out of it, and the scam was brilliant.

Tim Moore: George, my first awareness of Trump came in the mid-’80s when his book was released. Frankly, it was worth the read. I was a young radio owner blessed with early success, so moving from a right-brain performing posture to a somewhat more analytical business perspective, naturally reading Trump’s concepts and personal were impressive and actionable.

Once upon a time–not ALL that long ago, Americans respected winners, and that went beyond Wall Street! Winning teams, coaches, players, business people, Military leaders (how far away Gulf War One seems) when we revered our Generals and Admirals as heroes.

I’ve given up on the American “political perspective,” which has devolved to the current state. Given this unprecedented disdain for winners (or God forbid differing opinions), I can’t help but wonder how these fine Americans would treat Patton, Halsey, Schwarzkopf, or Grant? (Unthinkable Trump)
Geo: I hear what you’re saying, said the deaf man to the blind men who said, “I see where you’re coming from.”

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2 thoughts on “Geo’s Media Blog (Sandra) New 8/02/21

  1. The.original.Buick.Riviera.(1963-1965),.was.designed.as.a.1961.Cadillac.design.exercise,.”The.La.Salle.II”,.but.G.M..corporate.decided.that.Buick.needed.the.kick.in.the.pants,.so.it.became.the.Riviera,.which.was.Buick’s.model.name.for.pillarless.hardtops.since.1950.-Jed.Duvall

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