Thank you one and all. I put on a soft, thick flannel shirt this morning to soak up the tears from his wife, sisters, daughter, and boys. I may have to change into another flannel shirt as this one is about soaked. Some of them are mine, not for me but for the hurt of his family.
All of my brothers were still born, George was the closest I ever had to a brother. Someday I will see him again.
