George Emmett Greenwell

A year ago today Brent called me and told me you were gone. I keep telling myself that you are resting. Oh, how I wish you were with us. You live in my heart and your memory shines. Forever, my Brother

George, What can I say, a whole year has almost gone by since you left. I still think of you almost daily, I even find myself talking to you, and in your way you have answered me. In so many ways you have helped we deal with myself, and for that I thank you. And thanks for the help you have given me my our place in Cedar. It's been weird, but some how I feel you have been involved. Until we meet again, I will always love you.

Dear Cousin George
Your sweet face is among the photos I look at every day. I hold the memories of our childhood close to my heart, and know that you are in the Arms of Jesus. I love you and will always miss you.

Dear cousin George you live on in my heart & soul. Forever the memories of the many fishing trips we enjoyed with Brent, David, Jon, Jim, Uncle Bob & Blaine & the christmas parties at Grandpa, Grandma Dickens are relived daily.
We have been blessed to know and love you

George, I miss you so very much. George always wanted to be in a church on Christmas Eve. Every year since he moved to Cedar City, he and I would go to Midnight Mass at the Christ the King Catholic Church. This will be the first year without him and I am saddened to be going alone. I remember the times walking out of the church at night when the snowflakes would be falling. It was so peaceful. I admired George's quiet faith in God. I wish the entire Greenwell family Peace during this...

Cousin George - I will always cherish the fond memories playing with you at Uncle Bob's big house when dad (Paul) would take me to visit. You were the best. True salt of the Earth. Rest well until we meet again.

George, it's been almost a year since I heard your voice but the sound of your voice and your words still ring in my heart and mind. I love you so. Dollie

"In our sleep, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of god" Aeschylus

At this time when the family is feeling great pain, I find myself remembering the Christmas day that I played football in the back yard of the Greenwell family home in Biloxi with you and Jim. God bless.