It’s another rough week. I found out over the weekend that good friend George Romansic, who had been very ill, had died. Georgie. The guy with the goofy smile. His smile wasn’t goofy as much as it always fronted that face. Always. I never saw a guy smile so much. He had reason, of course— a great life with wife Joan Maneri and daughter Maddie, music, friends. Georgie had tons of friends. Tons. If you were anywhere near the music business in Seattle from the eighties to the present, you knew of George if not knew him personally. He was easy to know.
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