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	<title>Comments on: R.I.P. George Vlachos, aka The Varmint</title>
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		<title>By: Nick Santoro</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nick Santoro</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 04:55:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey George,
I didn&#039;t get to say goodbye to you, but know you must of suffered a lot considering the cancer you had to battle.  I know cause I just buried my mother from the same thing.  I feel the pain that your family and friends are going through now because your life was infectious to all of us.  Like my mother, Mary, you both were straight shooters, to the point, honest and intelligent.  Dry wit with biting cynicism that always sought the truth and never liked to start the day without a coffee/ tea and cigarette. You LIVED your life which is more then a lot of people can say that are still living.  I&#039;ll miss you my friend.  It was an honor and priviledge to know and work with you.  You will live in my thoughts and heart along with the many other souls that have inspired me. R.I.P. George Vlachos</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey George,<br />
I didn&#8217;t get to say goodbye to you, but know you must of suffered a lot considering the cancer you had to battle.  I know cause I just buried my mother from the same thing.  I feel the pain that your family and friends are going through now because your life was infectious to all of us.  Like my mother, Mary, you both were straight shooters, to the point, honest and intelligent.  Dry wit with biting cynicism that always sought the truth and never liked to start the day without a coffee/ tea and cigarette. You LIVED your life which is more then a lot of people can say that are still living.  I&#8217;ll miss you my friend.  It was an honor and priviledge to know and work with you.  You will live in my thoughts and heart along with the many other souls that have inspired me. R.I.P. George Vlachos</p>
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		<title>By: Roy Misael Trejo</title>
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		<dc:creator>Roy Misael Trejo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 18:16:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>George...I will never forget staring into his blue eyes as he regaled you with song and even sometimes dance in the apartment he and his wife shared on the upper west side of Manhattan...
I was the artistic director of a rag tag vagabond troupe called Coyatl Works. George undoubtebly was the best actor, and my first to know and direct from this company. He became my surrogate father in New York City. Full of love and care for those around him, that meant sething. And he would do anything for his friends. One day, I was venting in full frustration thatthe deadline for my eligibility to join Actor&#039;s Equity was about to expire and I needed 800 dollars. On the other side of the phone was George&#039;s voice saying I&#039;ll give you 800 dollars. And he did, and this kid from the barrios of Alice, Tx joined AEA.

I say he became my father because Gretchen one day on her way to the roof to practice Tai Chi saw us sitting near each other in their living room. She overheard me say to him how ironic it was that he worked at The Village Gate when it was a jazz club and how now I found myself working at the same venue only the name was The Village Theater.

Her comment was like father, like son. Walking past the security desk at his apartment building, the guard would call up and tell him that his son was on the way up. George provided a great many things for me in my life including a Park Avenue dentist and an entrez vous into the New York City mentality.

God wins. We lose.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>George&#8230;I will never forget staring into his blue eyes as he regaled you with song and even sometimes dance in the apartment he and his wife shared on the upper west side of Manhattan&#8230;<br />
I was the artistic director of a rag tag vagabond troupe called Coyatl Works. George undoubtebly was the best actor, and my first to know and direct from this company. He became my surrogate father in New York City. Full of love and care for those around him, that meant sething. And he would do anything for his friends. One day, I was venting in full frustration thatthe deadline for my eligibility to join Actor&#8217;s Equity was about to expire and I needed 800 dollars. On the other side of the phone was George&#8217;s voice saying I&#8217;ll give you 800 dollars. And he did, and this kid from the barrios of Alice, Tx joined AEA.</p>
<p>I say he became my father because Gretchen one day on her way to the roof to practice Tai Chi saw us sitting near each other in their living room. She overheard me say to him how ironic it was that he worked at The Village Gate when it was a jazz club and how now I found myself working at the same venue only the name was The Village Theater.</p>
<p>Her comment was like father, like son. Walking past the security desk at his apartment building, the guard would call up and tell him that his son was on the way up. George provided a great many things for me in my life including a Park Avenue dentist and an entrez vous into the New York City mentality.</p>
<p>God wins. We lose.</p>
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