Welcome To Remembering George
Welcome to Remembering George.
This site is a memorial to my husband, George W. Maddox, who died on September 4, 2009, after suffering injuries in a plane crash at Teterboro Airport in New Jersey. He was flying a plane at the time for his employer, Quest Diagnostics Laboratory, transporting medical tests for the company. His death has been a great shock to our family.
I have written my posts about George and our life together, about death, grieving, moving on, and other issues surrounding this tragedy. I invite you to explore the site and learn more about my wonderful husband George, and our life and family.
If you are curious about exactly what happened to George you can read the posts under “What Happened.” If you would like to see pictures of him and our family, check under “Photos” or “Videos.” Also, right after the accident I posted many entries on Facebook while I stayed in the hospital with George hoping for his recovery. Those posts, along with comments from readers, are under “Facebook Entries.”
This site is work in progress, so if you are having trouble finding information under any of the pages, check back. I work on the site almost every day and it will continue to improve as I spend time on it. Your comments are welcome.
Lisa Roach Maddox
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Good morning Lisa! just a note to share some lyrics with you…I am passing them on ! A friend shared them with me in my time of need!
“And you swore that you were bound for glory”
“And for wanting you had no shame”
“But I loved you”
“And then I lost you”
“And I will never be the same”
Melissa Ethridge
What a beautiful way to display your husband’s life. It’s so fresh and you are very brave. I know that writing about it helps.
Keep being good to yourself.
Lisa,
I am an old friend of George’s from 1974 Appalachian State days. George was the sound man of a band that I played drums for in those days called Jessica, a group that eventually moved to Atlanta and merged with some other musicians to form yet another group, this one called Short Notice. George and I were roommates between the summer of 1974 in N.C. through our Atlanta time, which ended in December of that same year.
Other than a re-visit to Atlanta the following year (we went to a Jethro Tull concert), I had not seen George until 1980, when he came through Boston during his time being a roadie with the Brains. George got us tickets, of course, and wound up staying with us in our back bay apartment for several days, since the band was taking a break.
I saw him again in 1981 when I came back to Atlanta for a mutual friend’s funeral, and George, typically, went out of his way to be there for me during a sad time, driving me around town and helping me down a few beers. My wife, Betty, and I wound up moving to Atlanta in 1981, saw him just a few times, before he finally said “I’m moving to Florida to become a pilot.” That was our last contact, but to this day I cannot listen to Led Zeppelin without thinking of George Maddox. He was a great friend at a time when I really needed a great friend.
I wound up getting a degree in music from Berklee College of Music, and then two graduate degrees in School Counseling. I’m still playing part time in two bands with my oldest son on bass….a rock band called The Amazing Mongooses (you can hear our stuff on MySpace), and a jazz group called Style Points. This past year, I published my first book, which is on Amazon, called Skits, Raps, and Poems for the School Counselor.
I am so sorry to hear of George’s passing, and my deepest sympathies and love go out to both you and your beautiful daughter. Roger Kohrs, another mutual friend, called me with the news just a few days ago, and I’m just now coming to grips with the fact that he is gone. I wish we had had just one more chance to catch up on some past and current music happenings.
May 2010 be a year filled with peace and love for you. God Bless.
David,
Thanks for writing. I too am just coming to grips with the situation. George mentioned you to me several times. I wish he had been able to catch up with you before this happened. You were part of his life during a fun period, and I know he enjoyed it. I hope we’ll be able to meet some day.
Lisa