He'd come East for the christening, by God he would.

He'd mentioned it, himself, at church and everybody seemed to have the idea that Tolley had left because Jenny had jilted him for Roy Robards.

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 also formed a blueprint for the prospective league's operations, which included early television exposure, heavy promotion in home markets, and owners willing to absorb years of losses — which he felt would be inevitable until the league found its feet.

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 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 rather stand out than fit in ; and Dion has no time for anyone who doesn't " get " that.

He'd also done time on tour as a guitar tech for The Ataris just prior to Peña's departure.

George's son Dhani would later recall for the Scorsese documentary: " He'd garden at night-time until midnight.

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.

He'd also seen that the absorption behavior of molecules is quite different from that of the atoms composing the molecules — for example the gas nitric oxide ( NO ) absorbed more than a thousand times more infrared radiation than either nitrogen ( N < sub > 2 </ sub >) or oxygen ( O < sub > 2 </ sub >).< ref > Contributions to Molecular Physics in the Domain of Radiant Heat, pp. 80 – 81.

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.

He'd also done the same for another player, Corey Herring.

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

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 played in 847 career games, and scored 304 goals with 464 assists for 768 points.

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 find a disappointed Flynn, who had already sold all his gear in preparation for the move.

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 used the same method as Gwen used to kill Laurence only a few days before as a cover for her murder, so that everyone would assume the same person was guilty of both murders.

He'd shake for a few seconds and then go flying off across the map ... because something divided by zero ".

The film features many old songs, framed by a popular number from 1914 called " He'd Have to Get Under — Get Out and Get Under ( to Fix Up His Automobile )".

' He'd probably be run over by a Yellow Cab on Park Avenue and killed ,' my wife said.

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

He'd engendered the civil war by violating his pledge to not interfere in religious matters in Sweden, nor to further the Catholic cause in Sweden.

He'd make his " transformation " along with one or more of the others, but not by magic ; rather, by quickly removing his break-away garments ( under the cover of lightning that the real Marvel ( s ) called down ) to reveal his homemade Marvel costume underneath.

He'd made the awful journey that so many others had: He pulled himself from the clutches of The God That Failed, and then in his writing fashioned a vigorous new synthesis of traditional and libertarian thought – a synthesis that is today recognized by many as modern conservatism.

Popular songs co-written by Abrahams included " Ragtime Cowboy Joe " ( 1912 ) and " He'd Have to Get Under — Get Out and Get Under ( to Fix Up His Automobile )" ( 1913 ).

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

He'd always considered the islands his home, and had never considered the possibility of anyone seeing him as anything other than black, but he realized here for the first time, by some, he might be considered white.

He'd be like the everyman who's affected by the dramatic personalities around him.

" While Frank Miller has described the relationship between Batman and the Joker as a " homophobic nightmare ," he views the character as sublimating his sexual urges into crimefighting, concluding, " He'd be much healthier if he were gay.

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.

He'd not care about getting waked so he could give up some of his whisky to a slit of a kid and maybe lose one of his hiding places in the bargain.

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 save up all the money he earned or obtained and every two weeks head down and buy as many pocketbooks as he could afford.

" He'd proved himself as the one man who could stand up to them ," wrote Knox.

He'd have to do something before we could consider him bad at it.

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 proven time and again that with careful investment, good stewardship, and solid advertising, he could turn a profit from virtually any entity he touched.

He'd be an idiot to let them stay he thought, but he couldn't send them on, either.

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

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

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

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 hoped to catch Jesse Macklin there.

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

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 grin.

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

( He'd get the engine oil flowing with an electric heater under a big canvas cover.

He'd landed the plane on a small airstrip in Connecticut and as soon as the aircraft had coasted to a stop, everyone had burst into chatter at the same moment.

He'd have to start going to some of the other places again.

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 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 tell Sabella about the nightmare.

He'd just admitted it to me.

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

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.