Nancy Breck
He had/has a huge effect of my life starting in the sixth grade at William Street School to this very day. Songs that come into my mind very poignantly and I am amazed that I can remember the words. “Lead me Lord, lead me in thy righteousness, make my way plan before my God, for it is thou Lord, thou Lord only that make me dwell in safety. There is a Balm in Gilead, and I go on. He was a model for integrity and a catalyst for one to become culturally literate and have an emotional as well as intellectual appreciation for the arts. I hear music differently because of him. I remember a trip to Philadelphia where we saw The Kiss and walked through Betsy Ross home. We heard the Beethovans/Bachs?? Ninth at a beautiful hall. Things not many from Goldsboro would experience at such a ripe time in their life. And he was there to make it even more important and be a mentor for us. (sorry for changing tenses – alas even Ms. Grant could not help me).
When listen to opera, and classical music and always think of him. I love it. I can still sing songs from The Fantasticks that he took us to in NYC, and play it often.
Would not have had this love had it not been for George (and my father). What a part of life we would have missed. I don’t believe books can teach this. He was bigger than life and he loved us all with the gift he gave us, himself.
I wish I could remember the name of one of his students that was blind and could play the piano like nobody and we “listened” and George pushed him. And another huge student that could have rocked the walls when he sang “Old Man River”. I think I can still here his voice. George pushed everyone to be more and that gave us self worth and made us feel loved. And I did love him on all levels.
I ran into him in a bar in Connecticut one night while on a date. Imagine! My age 40 or so at the time. He was at Blind Brook then. He came to my home and met my children, oh but they could have know him as I did and had his effect on them. He even came out one day and went house hunting in Fairfield, CT with me, solid as a rock and still making me feel good about myself and pushing me. What support I can’t imagine ever experiencing again. And it wasn’t enabling support it was “you can do it”!!!
He did not preach religion and knowing about the Lord but it came through the way he lived and the words in the songs and his sharing his appreciation for art and his love for us. (need help with this).
I missed and loved him way before his meeting his Maker and will continue to do so as everyday appreciations I have are because of him.
He had/has a huge effect of my life starting in the sixth grade at William Street School to this very day. Songs that come into my mind very poignantly and I am amazed that I can remember the words. “Lead me Lord, lead me in thy righteousness, make my way plan before my God, for it is thou Lord, thou Lord only that make me dwell in safety. There is a Balm in Gilead, and I go on. He was a model for integrity and a catalyst for one to become culturally literate and have an emotional as well as intellectual appreciation for the arts. I hear music differently because of him. I remember a trip to Philadelphia where we saw The Kiss and walked through Betsy Ross home. We heard the Beethovans/Bachs?? Ninth at a beautiful hall. Things not many from Goldsboro would experience at such a ripe time in their life. And he was there to make it even more important and be a mentor for us. (sorry for changing tenses – alas even Ms. Grant could not help me).
When listen to opera, and classical music and always think of him. I love it. I can still sing songs from The Fantasticks that he took us to in NYC, and play it often.
Would not have had this love had it not been for George (and my father). What a part of life we would have missed. I don’t believe books can teach this. He was bigger than life and he loved us all with the gift he gave us, himself.
I wish I could remember the name of one of his students that was blind and could play the piano like nobody and we “listened” and George pushed him. And another huge student that could have rocked the walls when he sang “Old Man River”. I think I can still here his voice. George pushed everyone to be more and that gave us self worth and made us feel loved. And I did love him on all levels.
I ran into him in a bar in Connecticut one night while on a date. Imagine! My age 40 or so at the time. He was at Blind Brook then. He came to my home and met my children, oh but they could have know him as I did and had his effect on them. He even came out one day and went house hunting in Fairfield, CT with me, solid as a rock and still making me feel good about myself and pushing me. What support I can’t imagine ever experiencing again. And it wasn’t enabling support it was “you can do it”!!!
He did not preach religion and knowing about the Lord but it came through the way he lived and the words in the songs and his sharing his appreciation for art and his love for us. (need help with this).
I missed and loved him way before his meeting his Maker and will continue to do so as everyday appreciations I have are because of him.
