George loved Christmas!
He would help my Mom decorate the house, and put lights outside of our home. We used to have a beautiful large fir tree in our front yard. Every year, George would get out the big ladder, and put the lights on the tree. One year, he lost his footing, and fell into the tree! He was laughing the whole time, and not hurt at all!
As I got older, George would play Santa at any event you asked him to go to! He was a totally giving and selfless person. He even would show up after midnight mass and greet everyone as they left the church with his hardy (and liquor enhanced) Ho, Ho, Hos!
Once the mass was over, and the organ music stopped, you could hear George Ho, hoing! My Mom would get embarrased since she knew it was George!
In 1988, George passed away at the tender age of 36. Ever since then, my Mom makes sure that the house is decked out, just the way her brother/son George would have liked it. To honor George.
I miss him so much...but, know that he is always with me!
In fact, something that I never told any of you.
George's nickname was fuzzy. That is why I chose fuzzywuzzy as my bb moniker. I guess that's my way of honoring him!
Happy Holidays!
fuzzy
