Friday, April 10, 2020
The man, the myth, the legend, my Uncle George. Here was a man that always shot from the hip and called it the way it was. Real as real gets, and true as true can be. He was always quick with a quip, and could always be counted on for a good laugh. He has refreshed me many a time in my life with his playful, lighthearted nature, and his kind, caring heart.
Love Him, miss him, appreciate him. He was one of a kind and really of a dying breed. He was a true outdoorsman, that had the ability and understanding of how to be self sufficient. He could pretty well fix or repair eveything known to man. A man that was Cut from the bush, and about the bush. He was one of the final true frontiersman. Logging, fishing, hunting, foraging, trapping. He was always larger than life to me, and I am very proud that he was my Uncle.
-GG
