Even the Quiet was Noisy!

Good day and Happy Friday all!

It has been, to say the very least, a very low-key and serene change of scenery making the transition from Arlington to Irving. Suffice to say there is much you can do in this part of North Texas. You are essentially in the middle of many things. Not the least of which the bustle and excitement now being generated by the grand opening of the Convention Center in Irving proper.

A noisy kind of quiet was running through my head as I remembered that it was on this day in 1943, the Quiet Beatle George Harrison was born in England.

Hard to fathom that November 29th will mark ten years since his passing. I was always a fan of George and the Beatles. I will forever hold an angry ambivalence at the way the courts wrongly screwed him with the 'My Sweet Lord' being copied from 'He's So Fine'. 

To say that Harrison's reach to the world was vast would be an understatement. His was a quest for seeking and finding the harmony of life. The balance of all action. An ability to morph into the lives of others and share an empathy that people could relate to.

He was quiet away from his bandmates and guitars. When he played, there was an alliteration that reached far and wide.

Generations of kids may now be learning about the history that was the Beatles and George Harrison. I'm here to tell you he was the soul behind the tandem of Lennon and McCartney.

From somewhere high up above in the stratosphere, I raise a my head to the sky and say, 'Blow away my brother, blow away.'

Irving is going to blow me away...

Over and out in Big D.

Mr. Will