A FEW WORDS ABOUT GEORGE

I met George the first week I moved to NYC in a little bar uptown called, The East74.
I love to dance and had heard this little bar had a dance floor.
Turned out, George loved to dance too.
He was standing on one side of the bar dancing alone. I was on the other side dancing alone.
When our eyes met he pointed to the dance floor and motioned for me to join him.
We danced, smoked a joint, danced some more and closed the bar.

We learned we lived three blocks apart. Him 46th and 8th. Me 48th and 9th. We started walking and talking and singing. We sang the entire score of My Fair Lady cracking each other up the whole time.

That began a friendship that I will treasure forever.

He loved anything to do with show biz. ANYTHING.

Barbra was #1

We went to broadway shows night after night. We would stand outside looking poor and sad and folks would give us extra tickets. We would "second act" (that's asking folks for their tickets if they were leaving after the first act) up and down the theatre district most nights. We saw Company 13 times the first month it opened thanks to George working every angle he could.

Barbra was doing a benifit for Bella Abzug at the Felt Forum. He got us tickets. Really really good seats in the second row. I don't know how he did it, but he could get tickets to anything.

One summer we didn't know anyone who had a house on Fire Island in the Pines and we wanted to go.
So....we went anyway, got off the ferry and stashed our bags under the boardwalk out of sight, danced until dawn. If we didn't hook up, and sometimes we didn't, we would get our bags, put on our trunks and sleep on the beach.
We'd spend the morning sunning, the afternood dancing at tea and then we'd say to someone...we're staying down in the Grove and don't want to go all the way back before we catch the ferry, can we use your outdoor shower. It worked everytime.

We saw Bonnie and Delany in Central Park. George stood on his chair and danced for three hours. Can you say mushrooms???????

He wanted to be in the music business, so he moved to California.

He met STB.

I met STB.

He did get in the music business. One June he was in NYC on business. It was Gay Day. We got behind the "disco" truck and danced non stop from Sheridan Square to Central Park with George yelling the whole way, "JUMP FOR JAY"!

He/they came to NYC.

I went to California.

AIDS took him.

I still cry.

I still miss him.

rQm