This is my friend George. Yes, I’m breaking my own rules and using his real name. I want to tell everyone about my friend George. R met George over 10 years ago when he was in college. They became great friends while George was tutoring R. When I began dating R, I met George and his wife and daughter a few times. I thought they were nice people and fun to be with, but didn’t really get to know them before R and I moved away in 1998. When we came back to this area in 2006, we went looking for George. His old home was gone, but we saw another nearby and there was a decoration in the window that just told me it was George’s place. So we knocked on the door. They welcomed us in and chatted with us as if no time had passed. Soon after, we were getting together at each other’s houses every single weekend. We would hang out, play cards, eat, drink, and tell stories and tease each other and laugh.
This is George with his grandson. I have come to love George and his family very much over the past two years. He calls R his “brother from another mother.” They are family to us. They were the first ones to come see us after we brought J home from the hospital. George just took right over helping take care of him and holding him like it was his own baby! He loves J so much! George is an amazing person. He is a poet, artist, scholar, teacher, and philosopher. He loves to learn and read. He is one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever known, even if he DOES do some real bonehead things sometimes! But then, don’t we all. He is Cherokee, and has taught me a lot about his Indian heritage. He makes hand-carved totem poles that are just amazing to see! He loves any opportunity to help educate someone on any topic, especially history. He has a huge wealth of knowledge, and is always soaking up more like a sponge. He is fascinating to sit and talk with on just about any subject. He is full of life and love, and has the most wonderful smile that just lights up his whole face.
(This pic was taken when J was about 7 weeks old.) I am writing all this because I want you to understand just how special my George is. And I want to ask you to pray for him and his family. George has a long history of heart problems. Last Saturday he had another major heart attack. He made it to the hospital and while there went into cardiac arrest and had to be shocked five times to bring him back. He had a quadruple bypass surgery late Monday night. After the surgery he was doing quite well, but then took a turn for the worse. He is now in a drug induced coma. They are fighting to try to save his life, with his heart, lungs and kidneys trying to shut down. We are told that the right side of his heart is dead, and if he survives, he will be unable to take any sort of exertion. He will have to go on disability and stop working. I feel very sad for my friends who are going through this. George has a wife and five children, one of them still at home. My heart is breaking for my friend. Please pray for us all. Hug your loved ones and tell them how special they are. I’ve never told George how much he’s come to mean to me.
This is my friend George. Yes, I’m breaking my own rules and using his real name. I want to tell everyone about my friend George. R met George over 10 years ago when he was in college. They became great friends while George was tutoring R. When I began dating R, I met George and his wife and daughter a few times. I thought they were nice people and fun to be with, but didn’t really get to know them before R and I moved away in 1998. When we came back to this area in 2006, we went looking for George. His old home was gone, but we saw another nearby and there was a decoration in the window that just told me it was George’s place. So we knocked on the door. They welcomed us in and chatted with us as if no time had passed. Soon after, we were getting together at each other’s houses every single weekend. We would hang out, play cards, eat, drink, and tell stories and tease each other and laugh. 
This is George with his grandson. I have come to love George and his family very much over the past two years. He calls R his “brother from another mother.” They are family to us. They were the first ones to come see us after we brought J home from the hospital. George just took right over helping take care of him and holding him like it was his own baby! He loves J so much! George is an amazing person. He is a poet, artist, scholar, teacher, and philosopher. He loves to learn and read. He is one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever known, even if he DOES do some real bonehead things sometimes! But then, don’t we all. He is Cherokee, and has taught me a lot about his Indian heritage. He makes hand-carved totem poles that are just amazing to see! He loves any opportunity to help educate someone on any topic, especially history. He has a huge wealth of knowledge, and is always soaking up more like a sponge. He is fascinating to sit and talk with on just about any subject. He is full of life and love, and has the most wonderful smile that just lights up his whole face. 
(This pic was taken when J was about 7 weeks old.) I am writing all this because I want you to understand just how special my George is. And I want to ask you to pray for him and his family. George has a long history of heart problems. Last Saturday he had another major heart attack. He made it to the hospital and while there went into cardiac arrest and had to be shocked five times to bring him back. He had a quadruple bypass surgery late Monday night. After the surgery he was doing quite well, but then took a turn for the worse. He is now in a drug induced coma. They are fighting to try to save his life, with his heart, lungs and kidneys trying to shut down. We are told that the right side of his heart is dead, and if he survives, he will be unable to take any sort of exertion. He will have to go on disability and stop working. I feel very sad for my friends who are going through this. George has a wife and five children, one of them still at home. My heart is breaking for my friend. Please pray for us all. Hug your loved ones and tell them how special they are. I’ve never told George how much he’s come to mean to me. 
George will be in our prayers. He sounds like such an amazing man, and what a smile!
ReplyDeleteI love you, sweetie!