Friday, December 28, 2012
I met George in high school and spent a lot of time growing up with him during my teenage and early adult years. To say we shared a lot of adventures would be an understatement. There were many road trips to NH, NY, and PA which inluded hikes, canoe trips, camping, rock climibing in the Gunks, and just hanging out. I moved out of NJ in 2003 and we hadn't seen much of each other over the past 10 years. However, everytime we did meet up again,we were able to quickly catch up and resume just as we'd left off. In recent months, George happened to see my mother outside one day and stopped to talk with her. When he heard that my dad was having health issues and my mother was struggling to get him to his doctors appointments becasue he was having a difficult time walking, George offered to help. My mom thought he was a godsend and my dad perked up and was happy every time George was over. That's the kind of guy George was. Behind all the joking around, which he was good at, was a caring guy that was always willing to help people. I take comfort in knowing that I have lot's of memories to remember George by and still visit the same places we've shared adventures at which will always bring him to mind. Rest in peace my brother and thank you for all that you have done, you will be missed but your memory will remain both in our thoughts and prayers.
