Friday, January 6, 2012

Goodnight to a ' Good Ol' Boy'

'Southern Hand Man' could never be mistaken for anyone raised above the Mason-Dixon Line. He had the thickest moonlight and magnolias drawl: so much so that at times he might as well have spoken in Urdu. He claimed North Carolina as his birthplace, but had deep roots in Alabama. Like any good Southerner, he had story after story to tell: all fascinating, all delivered in his singular self-deprecating, so dry you'd spit cotton style.

For all his outrageous talk, and there was never any doubt his 'true life adventures' were genuine, he seemed to be a very private man. Thus, his full name will not be stated. He had many careers, had loved and lost, but never gave up.

For the last several months, he had struggled with liver disease, similar to what his late mother had, and this spooked him. But it did not slow him down. He traveled to the Carolinas to help out friends on a landscaping project, and when done, drove home to Alabama without one stop. He was unscathed by the tornado activity around Birmingham in September although homes on either side of his were leveled.

His last message gives insight into his humor: 'Just home from an unexpected 9 day visit to the hospital. It's definitely not a Four Seasons Resort.'

George passed Monday, January 2, 2012. He was approximately 57 years old. He is survived by family, and many friends.  While I know he suffers no more, I will miss hearing that charming drawl.




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