He'd come alone, without his wife and child.

He'd told Hank Maguire and Luis Hernandez about his wife's refusal to come with him and about what he now intended to do.

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 come East for the christening, by God he would.

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.

He'd come out and show me that big fist of his when I wasn't bearing down the way he thought I should.

He'd come give a talk at Christmas and they'd give him $ 10, 000.

He'd just come off back to back successes with Gloria Gaynor and Peaches & Herb and had won a Grammy for Gaynor's huge hit " I Will Survive ".

He'd made some token appearances in the past — most notably in season one's ' Call of the Simpsons '— but ' Dead Putting Society ' much more clearly defined the Ned we'd come to know and love.

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

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 be out there squinting because he could see, at midnight, the moonlight and shadows, and that was his way of not seeing the weeds or imperfections that would plague him during the day ..." Talking of the tranquility he felt at Friar Park, Harrison once said: " Sometimes I feel like I'm actually on the wrong planet, and it's great when I'm in my garden.

" He'd always got drunk after the show but it had never got to the point where it would jeopardize the show itself.

He'd suffered a staph infection in his ankle in 1976, so the Cubs shifted him to first base, where he remained for the final fourteen years of his career.

Comparing Richards to Lemon, Bannister said, " He'd post the lineups 10 minutes before the game, and only then we'd find out who was playing and where.

He'd spearheaded the Ace line, he was the originating editor-in-chief of the Avon paperback list in 1945, and I think he was hurt and took it personally.

He'd written a book " I Am Not Spock ," and that gave people the idea.

He'd say, ' Hey, I did this.

: He'd make me feel like I would die.

He'd end up doing all of that and I was the one that got squeezed out ; I was doing almost nothing.

He'd told me I was getting this surprise.

He'd often joke about it, " This is a magnificent building ," he said with his tenor voice, " but I think the roof is leaking.

He'd say, ' I don't want to take away from you dropping your gloves, but, I don't want you to think about not doing it.

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 take those skeleton outlines I had given him and turn them into classic little works of art that ended up being far cooler than I had any right to expect.

He'd be handsomer than he is if he had better manners but life and his enemies have left him looking a little beat up, and I suppose having seen his mother ( back about 1840 ) trying to take a bath in a wooden washtub without fully undressing left his soul a little warped.

He'd started a fire and put coffee on, and now was busy at the work board of his chuck wagon.

He'd put on his old brown corduroy coat and it was already soaked.

He'd shoot at anything if it was the rear end of a horse or his own sentry.

He'd have to think, but the main thing, the imperative necessity, was to leave before Sam Bentley was up and about, and before Millie detained him with sympathy.

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 shoot from wingovers, zooms, and barrel rolls, and after a few passes the sleeve was ribbons.

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 consult the daily directory in the lobby and find a party — usually a Bar Mitzvah reception — and he would go up to the room and ask to speak to whoever was paying for the affair.

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 first learned of the revolution when he noticed the Securitate was no longer tailing him.

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 become friends with him by letting him think Tommy was gone on his behalf.

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 grab a guy's tie and slam his chin into the table before the guy knew he was in a war.

He'd become a celebrity and was more interested in talking to Dag Hammarskjold and Adlai Stevenson.