Goodbye George.  



I saw you right around the time of your first heart attack (in 1987), and quite a few years later (in 2002).  
I remember listening to your comedy as I grew up; Occupation Foole and FM & AM, playin' the Dozens and 'White Harlem' and sharing a swallow.  Your endlessly creative jokes on the silliness of our language were my delight, and Parents' Cliches and Children's Secret Answers was my favorite riff, ever -- luckily, I heard it when I was still young enough to relish it fully -- at 11. I remember the Hippy Dippy Weatherman, the Fussy Eater and Toledo Window Box; Class Clown, 'The Book Club' and 'meat-cake' ... and how everyone gets a two-minute warning.  

I hope you're havin' a blast with Richard and Lenny, and are still lauging at the silliness of our world.

Of all the comedians I've heard, you are (and always were) my favorite. Your wonderful, brutal voice of honesty, and brilliant creativity, will be sorely missed. 

The State of the Cranium is: : sad