George Mitchell

[Old Redneck]

George was a very good friend and I stayed at his Campground behind his Old Gas Station when I was in Florida. I would take my 39 Conv. down there to tour with George. He would drive my 39 and I would drive his. Then we would tell what the difference was. There was nothing that George could do if he set his mind to do. One of the sharpest person I knew of. Skip and George were always together when I was there. Very humble man. He always had time for me. We always click together when I was there. I will miss him. I could go on and on about George. Every Sunday we and all his friends would meet at the Yaught Club for breakfast. George would laugh and say I don't even own a boat. The meal was on George. They don't come any better than George. I will never forget him. God Bless George and his family.