George Harrison died fourteen years ago today.
I cannot believe it has been that long.
He was the coolest Beatle.
Dry and wicked sense of humor, a well respected musician and songwriter, a deeply spiritual man and a dedicated gardener. He was proud of the garden he maintained at his home. It was a source of peace for him.
He was an enormously talented man who was held down by John and Paul. He made up for that with a vengeance when he went solo.
He was killed by brain cancer at the age of 58.
I could go on one of my typical Beatle rants but I won't.
I will only say that the world lost a lot when it lost George.
I will only say that all Beatles are sacred.