To those of us that took the time to know George, he was rough on the outside, but truly a big kid at heart. He loved to kid and joke. His smile was the sparkle in his eyes when he thought he had ruffled your feathers. To those of us who rode motorcycles, he was good, kind and caring. Being the only girl who rode to school in 1968, on a motorcycle, he never laughed or made fun. He just smiled. I've thought of him often over the years. I hope he's resting in peace. Your friend, ReJeana Jo Krantz (Moss)
ReJeana Krantz (Moss)
To those of us that took the time to know George, he was rough on the outside, but truly a big kid at heart. He loved to kid and joke. His smile was the sparkle in his eyes when he thought he had ruffled your feathers. To those of us who rode motorcycles, he was good, kind and caring. Being the only girl who rode to school in 1968, on a motorcycle, he never laughed or made fun. He just smiled. I've thought of him often over the years. I hope he's resting in peace. Your friend, ReJeana Jo Krantz (Moss)