From the moment I heard and saw him sing Till There Was You from the Music Man, I was overcome by Paul's boyish good looks, pleasant voice, and undeniable charm. However, when the Beatles broke up, my loyalty swerved towards John because he was writing songs for me and what I believed in (and still do).
Although there were many songs that Paul wrote that touched my heart, I felt betrayed when he stated that he did not need to put much effort into his music because the public would buy anything he put out. Through the years, though, I became more and more forgiving -- especially because his amazing relationship with his first wife, Linda, mirrored my own relationship with my husband. It was wonderful to know that sometimes a superstar could have a lasting and honest marriage.
There was much grumbling about Linda's lack of talent (she had more talent than many so-called stars have today). I always felt that Paul and Linda were right in wanting to work together. (It has always been my ideal for my husband and me.) It was apparent that they were not only husband and wife but also best friends. I can only imagine how her loss must have affected Paul. Linda's passing not only brought back to me the grief I felt when my mother died of breast cancer but also anger because so little advancement has been made in the treatment of this horrible disease!
A while ago I wrote the following: "It was a surprise to me (as it was to others) when Paul decided to marry Heather Mills. I guess some people are not meant to live alone. She seems to provide him with a different type of security from Linda. I hope that their marriage will be long and happy and that Paul's kids will eventually learn to accept Heather as a friend and as their father's wife."
I guess, no amount of goodwill can make some marriages survive these days. Unfortunately, Heather has decided on taking the low road. It is too bad. I feel bad for Paul, but even worse for their daughter, Beatrice.
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