My great-uncle George passed away last night. He was 102.
Even though we knew it was coming, we were still surprised to get the news. If only we could all live such good, long lives. There was a wonderful article written about George and all the changes he has lived through in his local paper when he turned 100; I will be pulling it out tonight to read it again. Amazingly, even at 102, George was still funny and told jokes: back in March, my family took him out to lunch for his birthday at Legal Seafoods and he leaned over and said, "What's Irish and sits on your porch?" "Paddy O'Furniture".
George was also featured in a couple of local murder mysteries as "Judge Murphy" (when making reservations, he used his north-shore accent to his advantage and said his name was "Gahdge Murphy" hoping they would hear "judge" not "George" and he would get a better table).
He will be truly missed.
Hello, I don't know you and all, but I came across your blog and I just wanted to say I'm sorry about your uncle. He seemed like a great man, and no worries because now he is with God, and nothing can go wrong. : )
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