Without a question or a single thought, I can say that George Harrison is my favorite Beatle. To some people that would be a difficult choice or even an impossible one, but my favorite was always George Harrison. The moment I knew he wrote “Here Comes the Sun” he was my favorite.

I was in the third grade when my teacher stood at the from of the class and announced that he had died. I cried in front of my entire third grade class while the rest sat unknowing of who George Harrison was. I was excused to the principal’s office and sat in the waiting room hiccuping and trying to not cry. Even as young as I was, the Beatles have always been a staple in my life, and George Harrison especially. From the earlier pictures of George Harrison, I thought he was the cutest. His death broke me. My favorite band member from my favorite band died. I felt as though George was speaking to me in Here Comes the Sun. I knew he wasn’t, but his voice and his song writing left that mark on me. He will always be an important part of my life even though I didn’t know him and I won’t get the chance.

Thank you George Harrison. Happy birthday.