April 28th, 2010 By Hermis Write comment
My Best Friend George Query
Once in a while God will bless you with a couple of good friends. Sometimes he’ll bless you with a few good friends and then again, he may even bless you with a bunch of good friends.
But he rarely blesses you with “Best” friends the caliber of George Query, they are the rarest type of all friends.
God sent me George Query as a “Best” friend and, initially I took exception to his arrival since I was comfortable the way things were in my life as far as “friends” go.
I have been besieged with “friends” of all kinds, shapes, sizes, and colors. Many of these so called “Friends” turned out to be huge disappointments, and some, down right assholes!
When George Query arrived on the scene, things were cool with me; doing what I wanted, when I wanted and going about my TV show taping without any interference or interruption from anyone. I ruled my projects with an iron fist and took no shit from anyone, and no suggestions either!
Enter George Query. Interruptions, suggestions, and his refusal to back down when he believed a “Shot” or project would be better if approached this way or that.
The iron fisted rule of my empire was suddenly shaken to its core! Who in God’s creation did this 165lb. turkey landscaping punk think he was, suggesting to me?
We met at a gathering of mutual friends and hit it off. George, a 37 year employee of the College of The Holy Cross, is an accomplished landscaper and photographer.
Soon we began shooting projects together. Me with my video camera and George with his trusty Nikon SLR sidearm.
George, a huge NASCAR enthusiast, immediately set out to get me to a NASCAR race. To me, watching cars go round in a circle was about as exciting as watching paint dry and George’s persistent invitations were as popular with me as a fart in church!
George never gave up in his attempts to get me to a NASCAR race.
Finally, in October of 2006, I attended my first NASCAR Whelen Modified Tour race with George, and our trusted camera weaponry at Thompson International Speedway, Thompson Ct.
It was the last race weekend of the season in what is known as “The World Series of Racing” at Thompson Speedway.
Being in the pits, up close & personal with the cars and their drivers; getting interviews, and meeting the teams behind the cars was truly exciting and my heart beat faster with the sounds of the Whelen Modified Tour cars roaring to life!
Something big was happening to me, something that was placing a smile on my face coupled with a sudden desire for more of this untamed roar of 700 plus horse power being corralled until the dropping of a green flag!
But it wasn’t until I got up close & personal with the teams in the infield, during the races, with the cars screaming by like wild horses wanting to run faster and faster only to have the cowboys pull back a bit on the reigns as they entered the turns; when I got up close & personal videotaping the pit stops made by various race teams, did I fully understand the depth of the fire burning inside me for more, more, more of this power and speed!
Thank you George!
George and I have captured many projects together ranging from amateur, novice & professional sporting events to community festivals and private functions.
But what I was most able to capture during my time spent around George Query is the miracle of what George truly represents. His devotion to his family, and particularly his wife is something no longer found in today’s world. His giving nature and sensitivity to those in need, and his contribution to charitable organizations tell who he really is.
“The iron fisted rule of my empire was suddenly shaken to its core! Who in God’s creation did this 165lb. turkey landscaping punk think he was, suggesting to me?”
Turns out he’s 165lbs. of God sent. Turns out he was sent to deliver a message from God on the huge dividends paid from letting another human being into your life, your world, into your heart.
Thank you George for being that messenger.
Thank you for being my friend!
NOW, HURRY UP AND GET BETTER. WE GOT SHIT TO DO BRO, WE GOT SHIT TO DO!!!
