August 13th, 1923 was my dad's birthday. He was born in Indiana, as I was and his name was George Clayton Mallory.....I was named after him and in high school friends even called me George! Dad was a wonderful man, the first man I ever loved. He and I had a special, father-daughter relationship.......he loved me as much as I loved him even though he had a difficult time showing it sometimes! He always called me princess....a nickname I hate now almost as much as I did long ago! My sweet daddy went to be with the Lord on August 24, 1999......I really miss you Dad, and Happy Birthday!
August 13th, 1952, Dad's 29th birthday, was the birthday of my youngest brother, Geoffrey Ellis Mallory. When my Dad came home from the hospital to tell me I had another brother (already had one, Breck) I told him to take him back.....I didn't need two brothers, I needed a sister! Ohhhh, Geoff, I am so glad he didn't listen to me.....you were truly a blessing in my life. Geoff had golden orange hair (red, but we had to give it a fancy name!) and great big blue eyes.....I loved the freckles that covered his face when he was young. He was as fine a man as there could be.....son, husband, wonderful uncle, loyal friend and the best brother Breck and I could have asked for. He, too, left us on March 31, 2001, to be in heaven with Mom and Dad. I have a humongous hole in my heart that I am sure will never heal.....Geoff, I love you and you are missed every day, Happy Birthday, Brother....
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
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Georgia ~ a very beautiful tribute to your father and brother. ((HUGS)) to you!
Georgia, my heart is aching for you. I have never lost a close family member and can only imagine what it must be like. My prayers are with you.
If it helps soothe the ache...something wonderful happened to me on August 13, 2006. I married my best friend :o) I posted photos from our beach wedding on my blog today. If it will help bring a smile, please stop by.
God bless you!
Oh I know the pain in your heart. I lost my dad, mom and brother also. Not a day goes by that I don't miss them.
I did laugh at the remark of telling your dad to "take him back" when you found out it was a boy.
Hugs
Joanne
Your loving tribute to your Dad & Brother made me cry. I can see how much they meant to you. They are looking down on you with pride!
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