Bringing It All Up To Date (sort of)

I’ve been meaning to fill in the gaps in this story for some time.

 Since 2013 in fact.

It’s been difficult to look back on it all since George passed away without filling up,  but there are still some tales to tell.  I won’t dwell on what happened towards the end, as I don’t know the full story.  Suffice to say it was such a sad conclusion to what was a wonderful time in my life.

I don’t think there was a specific point when I stopped being part of the BGB entourage, though it was a foregone conclusion when I found out I was going to be a dad. Weans need roadies too.

There were a few memorable reunions though, mostly after I’d moved to the South Side. A phone call from Carolynn, George’s wife, got me worried when she said that she hadn’t seen him for days and had I heard from him at all.  This was not altogether unusual in days gone by, and I promised to get back in touch if I should hear anything. Next voice I heard was that of the alleged missing person who was delighted I had fallen for this wizard wheeze.

Might have mentioned this already elsewhere but George and Carolynn’s wedding was quite the event. George and Tam were resplendent in formal yet informal dress (“riverboat gamblers” as George put it) She kept him waiting a wee bit as I remember, and there was also a slight hitch with the ring leading George to ask in a less than subtle voice if anyone in the gathering had any Vaseline.  The couple were then piped out of the venue under crossed Claymores with assistance from Donny Brisebois, George’s Mohawk brother who had flown over from Montreal.

Birthday parties were another excuse for a get together, and not always in the ‘family’.  George called me to say that he and The Business had been asked to play at Fish’s 40^th and would I like to chum along. Needless to say I did, and needless to say it was quite a night. So much so that I forgot to remind the driver not to take me back to my old address.  Faither was very understanding, but it defeated the idea of him babysitting just a tad.

Shifty’s 50^th was also a good one, except he was only turning 49. He too was very understanding.

Gonna leave it there for now…stay tuned.