George Arthur Sherinian Jr.

George, miss you everyday. Dodd

Georgie...you are with me daily and I am thankful for this. You were and still are a reason for me to smile. Love you, Brother.

Got you with me George, your friend always!

Georgie, my dear, dear friend who became my brother from the time we met hiding out behind a tree in the woods to escape being in Sunday School. We were 4 years old and shared the common cause of looking after one-another from that point on. I miss you!

Besides being a brilliant man, George was an imp, a jokester. We were down in Ixtapa, Mexico, playing golf, when after a round several people came over and bought us drinks out of the blue. "What's this all about?" I said to George. His reply, "I've told people you're Herman Hesse's nephew, don't tell 'em otherwise," and laughed. I loved George. He was the older brother I never had. And, yes, Derek, I also think about him everyday.

Dad, I miss you so much and I think about you every day. You would be proud of your grandchildren, they are growing up so fast. It is hard to believe it has been 9 years. I will be thinking of you on your 80th on the 11th.
I hope you are resting in peace with the angels dad, I will see you in a few decades. Love, Derek

George, I was glad we had the chance to interact before you departed to the "Great Golf Course in the Sky." You have been such a good friend, listener, adviser, etc. Some of the best times I can ever remember were with you! I will miss you and think of you often!
Thank you for your kindness and forever Friendship...May the Golfing Angels keep you in the palm of your hand, Mi Amigo and when I want a laugh I will think of our dance our "Zorba the Greek dance in Cabo and the tourist...

My best friend, keeper of my most secret secrets, I miss our laughter and conversations - all the adventures we shared each day. Our love is eternal, Caryl