Child of the Sixties Forever

They had a great relationship. I think there was enormous affection between them, and admiration on each of their parts. It was funny, so often people said they couldn’t understand their dialogue. It was because one of them would start a sentence and the other would finish it. They knew exactly where the other one was going.

When Jack died it was like a tidal wave of grief. To see this vibrant man with all his character, and sense of fun, and wonderful judgement… all was lost. Everyone was devastated. It was like Bobby had lost both arms. I didn’t feel like I could reach out to him. It was six months of just… blackness. It took a long time for him to come out of that. - Ethel Kennedy

George and his sister

George Harrison with his niece, sister Louise Harrison, and brother Peter Harrison in Benton, Illinois, Middle and Below: George in New York City (1963)

The Beatles and Me On Tour by Ivor Davis Excerpt #3

The column was to be delivered every Thursday at noon, Greenwich Mean Time (GMT). I naively imagined that, as the deadline approached, the highly compensated Harrison would come knocking on my door for an intimate tête-à-tête, spewing forth astute opinions, witty asides and observations.

I hadn’t reckoned on Rocker Mean Time: the fact that after the insanity of each show, the band would head back to the hotel, order room service – usually steak or burgers or egg and chips – down Cokes and whiskey, go to bed around four o’clock in the morning and sleep until mid-afternoon to prepare for the next concert or press conference or trip to the airport. With GMT anywhere between four and seven hours ahead of us – depending on where we were in the States – it made my deadline virtually impossible to keep.

What’s more, in the midst of all the frenzy, Harrison didn’t have much to say for himself. So I quickly made an executive decision: I would concoct my own version of what had happened on the tour for the first couple of columns. Indeed, those first stories that I wrote were totally fabricated – I didn’t even bother to run them past George, fearful he would hate them and grab them up, never to be seen again.

Micky's Dad

(From Wikipedia)

George Dolenz (born Jure Dolenc, or Giorgio Dolenz and George Dolentz, 5 January 1908 – 8 February 1963) was an American film actor born in Trieste (then part of Austria-Hungary, now in Italy), in the city's Slovene community.

Under the name Giorgio Dolenz, he emigrated to the United States via Cuba, arriving by steamship at the port of Key West, Florida, in October 1934; by 1937, the young actor-to-be was in Hollywood and earning his living as a waiter. After appearing in small parts in B movies, he graduated to supporting roles. Following the end of World War II, Dolenz became a leading man under contract to RKO Pictures under Howard Hughes. However, the failure of the feature film Vendetta in 1950 resulted in his return to character and supporting parts for other studios, including MGM's The Last Time I Saw Paris as the husband of Donna Reed's character.

Better luck came to him when he was cast as the star of the 1956 ITC Entertainment 39-episode television series, The Count of Monte Cristo as the title character, Edmond Dantes.

On April 21, 1958, Dolenz played Count Peter Von Gilsa in the episode "The Outlander" of the NBC Western television series The Restless Gun.

In 1959, he portrayed Colonel Gutterez in "The Town Is a Prisoner" of the NBC Western series, Cimarron City.

He was cast as Juan Amontillo in the 1961 episode "The Uncourageous" of the ABCWestern series, The Rebel, starring Nick Adams. That same year, he played Ramon Ortega in "Brand of Honesty" on the NBC Western, The Deputy, starring Henry Fondaand Allen Case.

Dolenz, who was of Slovene descent, married the actress Janelle Johnson. They had four children: actor and singer Micky Dolenz (George Michael Dolenz) of the 1960s musical group, The Monkees, Gemma "Coco" Dolenz, Gina Dolenz, and Debbie Dolenz.

Dolenz died of a heart attack in 1963 at the age of 55. He is interred at Forest Lawn Memorial Park in Glendale, California.