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George William George

Wilbraham, Massachusetts

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George W. George, 95, son of the late William J. and Catherine George of Turkey, passed away on April 12, 2019. Born and raised in Springfield, graduating from the High School of Commerce, George was the consummate entrepreneur. He owned several businesses in the Springfield area most notably, W....

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Please accept our deepest sympathies.

He and your mom were good friends of my parents.
...a special generation! May his memory be eternal.

My sincere sympathy to the George family on the loss of Mr. George. May his memory be eternal.

To my dearest sister Starla, my nieces Elizabeth and Christina, Christine ,Kathy and families, I have fond memories of my sister and Billy taking me to the tailor shop as a young child. Throughout the years and at family functions I would run into Mr. George doing windows through the Springfield area. He was the kindest man with a heart of gold. May all your fond memories get you through this difficult time love you! ❤❤

I had the pleasure of working with George when he worked for Don Mo Moras. Then ran into him
several times after that. He was a stand-up guy! He was good people! My condolences to his family he spoke highly of his wife & kids! - john

Have fond Memories of younger days with the
George Family , Ann helped to care for my
Mother before she passed ,something I will never forget.
It was always nice to see George , so pleasant a Man to be around., Billy the Gentleman taken too early.,

May their Memory's be Eternal

May the love of friends and family carry you through your grief.

Dearest Chris and Kathy,
Sending love and prayers to you. Your Dad was a lovely man.

Uncle George was a legend...when he entered a room, everyone paid attention. His heart was as big as personality, and, of course, George was also the best dressed gent in town. When I was a freshman at UVM, I was terribly homesick and visited family every chance I got. My parents discouraged my leaving campus so much, and I sadly obliged. During one cold, lonely winter weekend, I was in the university library pretending to study when the smell of cigar smoke suddenly filled the air. Looking...