He'd been in an angry mood: Conchita had thought his face almost ugly with the anger in him.

He'd been there several times, back when, while he and Radic had been friends, or at least not enemies.

He'd had no idea how unhappy his sweet peach had been.

He'd been sent by Pittsburgh's GM Branch Rickey to evaluate Clemente's teammate Joe Black, a pitcher Rickey himself had originally signed for the Dodgers and was now thinking of reacquiring for Pittsburgh.

He'd been trying obliquely to sell a comic book premise to DC or Marvel, but neither company would allow Aragonés to retain the copyright.

Then it hit me: He'd been giving me all this bullshit about his wife and his two kids in London, when in fact he was gay, and he was makin ' a move on me!

He'd had his arms and legs blown off and some of his body had been blown through the railings.

He'd been a reporter and a writer of screenplays before and after the war ; and one of his books documents the experiences of concentration camp survivors, several of whom cite the plaintiff as the source of their suffering.

He'd been stabbed with an ice pick and shot.

He'd skipped out on several local Democratic club meetings, and his campaign Website hadn't been updated since 2011.

He'd been a good teacher.

He'd been through some things with her, himself ".

He'd been carrying the injury since the start of the season, and the collision led to a full break, putting White out for six weeks.

He'd been the company's president from 1974 to 1976, when he was fired due to his abrasive management style.

He'd been discovered by famed African-American comedian Bert Williams in the 1920s.

He'd been shot four times-twice in the stomach, and once each in the chest and head.

He'd been just as disdainful of an earlier purchase: Colin's grandsire Domino, ( another eventual Horse of the Year in 1893 and Hall of Famer ), but his son, Foxwell Keene, bought Domino anyway.

He'd been drinking heavily and wound up crashing his car, leaving him mortally wounded.

He'd been shot in the head.

He'd been shot in the head.

He'd been drinking and was tired and emotional.

He'd been captain of the team as a junior and senior.

After recording the second version of the song, Lennon wanted to do something different with it, as Martin remembered: " He'd wanted it as a gentle dreaming song, but he said it had come out too raucous.

The rock band Rush also reference Zion / Babylon duality in the song " Digital Man " with the following lyrics: " He'd love to spend the night in Zion.

He'd say: ' We need a new smash hit ' — and we'd all go back and write a song and the next day we'd each audition for Bobby Vee's producer.

Featured on the cover of the January 1981 issue of Contemporary Keyboard magazine ( a story that was reprinted in Contemporary Keyboards book on the greatest rock keyboardists ), DeYoung described many of his steps along the way through his keyboard-playing career: He'd never played an acoustic piano until the recording session for 1972's " Lady "; he recorded the track for 1979's " Babe " in a friend's basement on a Rhodes electric piano he'd never touched before ; the odd feeling of switching back to playing accordion for the song " Boat On The River " and discovering how small the keys felt to his fingers after years of playing electric organs and pianos.

He'd written Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say please share my umbrella and it's like when you get a really great part of a lyric or, I also had this nice riff as well, and when you have such a great start to a song it's kind of like the rest is easy.

He'd write ' em songs, and I'd throw my ideas on the guitar.

He concentrates on one key phrase hidden under the sound of a street musician: " He'd kill us if he had the chance ".

Smith enjoyed spending time with his grandparents, Red and Edie Wilson ; Red said " He'd always come in and give us hugs and kisses.

" He'd like to eradicate homosexuality, but since he can't put LGBT people in physical concentration camps, is doing his best to put them in psychological concentration camps.

He'd also rather not face them or Gustavus again in battle, and in particular not the American rifles which tore up his jaw and put him in declining health since he could not ingest solids.

He'd mounted up immediately and raced with a revolver ready toward the spot from which he'd estimated the shot had come.

He'd not only told me so, he'd proved it.

Tim Finnegan lived in Walken streetA gentleman Irish, mighty oddHe had a brogue both rich and sweetAnd to rise in the world he carried a hodYou see he'd a sort of a tipplin ' wayWith a love for the liquor he was bornAnd to send him on his way each day, He'd a drop of the craythur every morn '

He'd play the record but he'd improvise over what Earl was doing ..... ' course, when you heard Art play you didn't hear nothing of anybody but Art.

He'd gotten into the oscillating resonances idea because he'd seen that any one type of molecule has differing absorptions at differing radiant frequencies and he was entirely persuaded that the only difference between one frequency and another is the frequency.

He'd play it once, and if he didn't like it or we didn't like it, he'd play it again — completely different.

He'd even joined associations in Baxter's name, building an entire portfolio for the guy.

He'd say: ' Let's go watch that band.

He'd led Frank Johnson's Colored Band and by 1818 had taken his band as far south as Richmond, Virginia, playing dances for white southerners.

He'd previously briefly played with Vince Neil as a touring drummer for the Vince Neil Band, and was an old friend of the band.