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George A. Bonin


George A. Bonin, a retired bartender at the Four Seasons in Boston, passed away suddenly on Wednesday, July 10th in his home.  George was born in Everett in 1958.  He was raised in Everett and after graduating from Everett High School, he attended Bunker Hill Community College.    He went on to become a bartender at the Swan Restaurant in the Four Seasons Hotel  in Boston, working there for over 15 years until a disability forced his retirement.   George has shared the last 42 years of his life with the love of his life and husband, Charles E. Kennedy.  After living in Malden for many years, they moved to Texas for a couple years, and then returned to the Boston area in 2017, settling down in Methuen.  George was a “walking encyclopedia “ of Turner Classic Movies, and also loved Disney movies and listening to showtunes. 

He is survived by his husband, Charles, his brother Jeffrey Bonin and wife Chris of Methuen, his brother Michael Bonin and wife Kim of Newton, NH, his nieces Katelyn, Danielle, and Alyssa, and his nephew, Josh.

A Memorial Mass for George will be held on Tuesday, July 23rd, at 10 AM in the Immaculate Conception Church, 600 Pleasant Street, Malden, MA.

Donations in George's memory may be made to the Bette Midler New York Restoration Fund,



A Tribute from Charles:

Josephine Baker sang a song that talked about having “...two loves.” She lamented how she was torn. How could she not love both equally and not have both in her heart.
42 years later I have and had the same or similar experience as Josephine in the words of “Jai deux amores.” Though I’ve not been to Paris, but I’m sure I can compare and relate to those feelings.
I was his husband, buddy, friend, pal and nemesis.
“Il ciottolo nella mia scarpa!” “La spina nel mio fianco!” “Il coltello nel mio cuore!” (When I spoke Italian, I hurt his ears because I’d say with more of a Spanish inflection.)
We lived two different lives, I was and probably still am a Gypsy in my heart but I did plant a tree to visit years later. George always stayed nearby his family. I had driven from Palm Springs to Reno to Boston to Miami to Austin to Flagstaff. Now my goal is to complete the drive from Austin to Palm Springs and I will have made a circle.
George always envied that about me, however he had Disney World, innumerable times, and Hawaii. He had been in high school productions of “You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown,” “Mame,” and sang with the Boston Rock Opera in “Jesus Christ Superstar.” Had his plays produced by The Playwrights Platform.
Me? I’d only seen Lena Horne, twice, in “The Lady and Her Music” and one of Eartha Kitt’s last performances in Boston at Club Half Gay (Club Cabaret). He saw Cyd Charisse at the North Shore Animal Circus in “Forty Carats” and Madonna, Janet Jackson and Cher.
Though together we saw one of Jennifer Holliday’s last performances in “Dreamgirls,” Tania Elg, Lillaine Montevecci and Anita Morris in “Nine, The Musical” starring Sergio Franchi. Now, the backstory to us seeing “Nine” was Angela Lansbury was in a revival of “Mame.” It didn’t do well and closed before we knew it and stood outside the theater, “Angela, WTF??!!” Then we hoofed it to see “Nine.”
Our joy was Bette Davis, Joan Crawford and Bette Midler. Together we’ve seen nearly everything in the Davis & Crawford catalogues. Davis’ early performances in bit parts to her last movie “Wicked Stepmother” and Crawford’s silent movies to her last movie, “Trog.” Many know we can quote and recreate a scene from any number of films. Folks would look at us and question, WTH are they doing? Meanwhile, George giving you Regina Giddens from “Little Foxes” to me giving you “Mildred Pierce” interspersed with dialogue from “Female Trouble,” “Magambo,” and the list continues. This was our banter. That’s one way of us communicating not just “talking at each other.” Sometimes you had the right person who would hear, “She bit her dog, eh?” and they’d respond with the next line of Elvira Gulch with a resounding, “No!” Shit like that was a daily occurrence.
I saved his life. I got him to MGH where they found out he had a rare viral infection called Staphylococcus Salivarias. Which ate away at his heart valves. If I had not stepped up to the plate, he’d have been gone too soon and yet here we are today.
We shared a love of “Lost in Space,” “The Partridge Family,” and “Will and Grace.” We’d watch documentaries on Ida Lupino to SETI.
There are things I can rattle on about George and I can tell you how much I loved and appreciated him from our days in drag as “those two backup singers who tried to hold me back from becoming the superstar you see here today” in Nurse Diesel and The Fabulous Dieselettes (yes, its on DVD) today as Dorothy and Sophia or actually named, “Broad” and “Mutha McCree”
However my heart aches at this very moment, George is my man and yet my heart still pines away for another for whom I shall never have.
From “... those schoolgirl days...from crayons to perfume...” to now, “Crash through the surface, where they can’t hurt us,” to lastly “...when I think of home, I think of a place...”
I wanted to say Thank You to all of you for loving George as much as I did and for giving me the chance to love all of you back as equally if not more.


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