I Should’ve Been British


I don't remember the first time I ever heard a British accent, but I imitated it from then on. Some of you may remember that I had an imaginary friend -- Annie -- for quite a long time (some may say an inordinate amount of time, but I think it's pretty normal for a girl... Continue Reading →

George Saved Me


I don't remember the exact moment I first heard George Harrison's voice, because I probably didn't think anything of it. After all, I was too young to remember the first time I heard The Beatles blasting through the speakers in our living room. At that point in my life, I couldn't possibly have known what... Continue Reading →

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