Thursday, November 20, 2014
Thinking about George reminds me of the many escapades we did together and probably a little trouble as well. As a fellow member of the class of 1948 we played football together during the 1947 season, he at right guard position and me at center. He always asked me when breaking from our huddle whether I wanted to hit the opposing player high or low. I always picked the low as I could not see my opponent until I snapped the ball. I joined
George at school in 1938, second grade and graduated from high school with him. Although I moved away from Washougal after graduation, we always reminisced about the old days and had many laughs together when we saw each other afterward. He shall be missed!