George-Llanes-Obituary

George A. Llanes

New York, New York

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A Poet of Bensonhurst
George Llanes was a sensitive, studious child, the kind that classmates often teased. His mother, Eugenia, wanted him to have an outlet, a safe place to express himself, so as he approached the painful years of adolescence, she bought him a journal and encouraged him to "unburden yourself."

From that modest beginning, a writer was born. A few years back, after Mr. Llanes began working as a clerk at Carr Futures, he gave his mother a bound volume of his poetry. After his death, when Mr. Llanes's parents cleaned out his apartment in Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, near their own, they found his poems everywhere.

Mr. Llanes, who would have turned 34 on Sept. 13, lived with his parents until recently. He was their only child and did not leave the nest until he took up smoking and decided to get a dog, both of which gave his mother allergy attacks. When he went apartment hunting and found one he liked, he told the landlady, "I have to talk to my mother first." The landlady repeated the exchange to Mrs. Llanes, saying, "That's when I knew he was a good boy."

Mr. Llanes's devotion to the dog, a pug named Mae Mae, persuaded him to rejigger his work schedule. He switched to a schedule of 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. from an ordinary one of 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., despite a lifelong aversion to getting up early.

Had he been on his old schedule, she noted, "We wouldn't be having this conversation now."

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I so despise this day and all the pain and heartache I feel. You are never forgotten my idea friend. Until we meet again. Christine

22 years have already us passed by somehow. We won’t forget George. Rest in peace.

Im from Argentina.
Visited the memorial last year and took a picture of a flower that was placed over his name.
Wanted to share it for his loved ones.
Regards
Hernan

I miss you and always think of you

20 years later Primo...
Though we mourn your loss, the memories of you still shine though to is.
Love tou Gorgie...

George was my son Victor Zakotiria's best friend.They met in school in PS 48 on 18th ave. He always called and visited us in Middletown, New York and then when we moved to the Poconoes. As a matter of fact the last time we saw him was just before my son Victor was diagnosed with 4th stage colon cancer. He came to our house to see him before Victor passed on april 3rd 2001. We always thought very highly of George. We love him as part of the family.I hope you and Victor are together again. We...

20 years later it never gets easier. Always think of you.

20 years now have passed and we will never forget you George. Rest in peace.

Another year has gone by. 19years. I think of you not only on 9 11 but all the year throughout. Rest in peace