Monday, March 28, 2011
My Uncle - Christy Jo McFarland
Well my uncle was an amazing man and I have honestly had such a hard time with him being gone. I remember so many good times and tender moments when I think of my uncle George. He was a great comfort to me growing up and was mistaken for my Dad more than once. But I didn't care because he was a great place to rest my head and he always had hugs to spare. My fondest memories were of my diving days in high school. I really wanted to learn from the best so I somehow got my uncle George to help me out at the Clearfield Pool. He was patient, persistent, and a great example of hard work paying off. He was also very patient because I was not as talented as we thought.....but I did get the most improved diver award and my letter in diving by the time of my junior year. I cherish the memories of my time with my uncle at the pool and him diving into the water and me wishing I could do as well. I loved my uncle so much and am so sad that I didn't get to tell him that he was such an influence and example to me. I hope he knows that I can now do handstand push-ups and that every time that I dive into the water I will think of him. Love you Uncle George, CJ
The Viewing
I would like to start out by apologizing for not being able to put pictures up from the viewing until now. Here are just a few from the beautiful viewing that was held at Russon Brothers in Bountiful on February 18, 2011. We would like to thank the wonderful ladies at Heartfelt Blossoms for the amazing flowers they put together, as well as a big thank you to friends and family who sent flowers/greenery's. Thank you to everyone who came, as well as others who sent their love from far away. We are very lucky to have such sweet loving family and friends that supported us through this hard time in our lives. We love dad very much and miss him dearly everyday.
The wreath from the grandkids.
Thank you to Windle for doing a great job burning Dads initials into his casket.
One of the tables that was set up of pictures and memories of George.
Some of his favorite treats!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Aunt Verna's Memory
George was a very special young man and I loved him dearly. He helped me so many times. The last being on Wednesday, February 9th, when he installed a new water heater for me. He was always doing nice, kind things for people.
My love and prayers are with all of you.
Aunt Verna
My love and prayers are with all of you.
Aunt Verna
Saturday, March 19, 2011
The Grandkids
On this day we took all the grandkids to the fire park to take pictures for
a Mother's Day present. They had such a great time with grandpa getting some
really fun pictures. These will always be a treasured memory.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
A few pics of good times with Grandpa
Kaysville 4th of July Parade
Fishing and Camping- An inherited love
Makinzie's 6th Birthday at Chuck E Cheeses
Friday, March 11, 2011
Posted in the Davis County Clipper Value Speak: Mining for interpersonal gold By Joseph Walker
George was my best friend in elementary school.
Which is not to say I didn’t have other friends. I did. I grew up with a great bunch of guys: Albert, Ron and Don (yeah, they were twins), Dean and Kenny, to name just five. We tended to do things as a group (did someone say “pack?”) whenever we could – riding bikes, playing basketball and football, building forts in empty lots, sledding and stealing . . . er, borrowing raspberries from Grandma Hayes’ raspberry bushes.
But when we couldn’t get the guys all together, George and I always managed to find a way to hang out. We climbed the fruit trees in his yard. We teased his little sister Patty and my big sister Kathy. We played army. We played one-on-one football (I was the huge one that he couldn’t bring down; he was the speedy one that I couldn’t catch). We spied on Gayle.
In fact, Gayle was the only thing we ever fought about. Gayle was my on-again, off-again girlfriend (we liked each other in 3rd, 5th and 7th grades, so it was on, off, on-again, off-again, on-again, off-again, to be technically correct). George kind of liked her, too – but it was awkward for him, because they were sort of relatives (I never really understood HOW they were related – just that they were). So he wasn’t supposed to like her – it was against the commandments or the Beatitudes or something – but he kind of did. And it was upsetting to him when I told him about playing kissing games with Gayle in her back yard.
Yes, Gayle – I told George. I know I told you that I didn’t, but I did.
There. I feel better getting that off my chest, even though it took me 48 years to do it.
The thing is, I told George pretty much everything back then. That’s just the way it was with us. We’d sit up there in one of his trees, or we’d lie on our backs in his backyard (which was way better than my backyard) and look up at the clouds, and we’d talk. We talked about everything, and we knew everything about each other. He knew about that “men’s” magazine I had stolen a few . . . well, OK, maybe a dozen . . . peeks at. I knew about the homework assignment he had cheated on. And we schemed together about how to get Kathy to marry one of his older brothers – Vic or Dave, it didn’t really matter to us. We just wanted to be family.
You know – sort of like him and Gayle were. Whatever that meant.
At one point in our friendship our moms got together and decided we were seeing way too much of each other. As I recall, this came around the time that we started inviting each other over for dinner every day. George’s family had their big meal at lunchtime, and we had our big meal in the evening. So every day for about a week we ate two big meals a day. We were in heaven – but our moms had had enough. We couldn’t see each other or talk on the phone for a week. It was hard – we both went through a sort of withdrawal. But at the end of the week everything was the same as it was, only we were both down to one big meal per day.
Eventually junior high put the distance between us that our mothers couldn’t. We were still friends, but we started hanging with different groups (in other words, I was a band nerd and George wasn’t – end of story). We still said “hi” in the halls and we talked at church and stuff, but it was never really the same. We drifted further apart in high school, and have only bumped into each other occasionally after that. Still, it was sobering when Gayle sent me an e-mail yesterday to let me know that George had died. Even though I haven’t seen him in years, I felt an emptiness and a sadness that I never would have anticipated. Evidently the bonds forged while playing in fruit trees and lying on your back looking at clouds are strong.
And today I find myself wishing I had made an effort to communicate with George or to go to dinner with him or something. You know what I mean? I’m not riddled with guilt or angst or anything like that – I’d just like to spend some time with an old, dear friend. Only now I can’t.
Maybe there’s a George in your life, too. I know – our lives are all busy, and we have so much to do with work and family and current relationships that we have little time to go searching for friends in our past. I understand that. But if it’s true, as the poet Joseph Parry wrote, that we should “make new friends, but keep the old; those are silver; these are gold” . . . well, maybe we should try to find some time now and then to mine for a little interpersonal gold.
Which reminds me . . . I wonder what Albert is up to these days?
Which is not to say I didn’t have other friends. I did. I grew up with a great bunch of guys: Albert, Ron and Don (yeah, they were twins), Dean and Kenny, to name just five. We tended to do things as a group (did someone say “pack?”) whenever we could – riding bikes, playing basketball and football, building forts in empty lots, sledding and stealing . . . er, borrowing raspberries from Grandma Hayes’ raspberry bushes.
But when we couldn’t get the guys all together, George and I always managed to find a way to hang out. We climbed the fruit trees in his yard. We teased his little sister Patty and my big sister Kathy. We played army. We played one-on-one football (I was the huge one that he couldn’t bring down; he was the speedy one that I couldn’t catch). We spied on Gayle.
In fact, Gayle was the only thing we ever fought about. Gayle was my on-again, off-again girlfriend (we liked each other in 3rd, 5th and 7th grades, so it was on, off, on-again, off-again, on-again, off-again, to be technically correct). George kind of liked her, too – but it was awkward for him, because they were sort of relatives (I never really understood HOW they were related – just that they were). So he wasn’t supposed to like her – it was against the commandments or the Beatitudes or something – but he kind of did. And it was upsetting to him when I told him about playing kissing games with Gayle in her back yard.
Yes, Gayle – I told George. I know I told you that I didn’t, but I did.
There. I feel better getting that off my chest, even though it took me 48 years to do it.
The thing is, I told George pretty much everything back then. That’s just the way it was with us. We’d sit up there in one of his trees, or we’d lie on our backs in his backyard (which was way better than my backyard) and look up at the clouds, and we’d talk. We talked about everything, and we knew everything about each other. He knew about that “men’s” magazine I had stolen a few . . . well, OK, maybe a dozen . . . peeks at. I knew about the homework assignment he had cheated on. And we schemed together about how to get Kathy to marry one of his older brothers – Vic or Dave, it didn’t really matter to us. We just wanted to be family.
You know – sort of like him and Gayle were. Whatever that meant.
At one point in our friendship our moms got together and decided we were seeing way too much of each other. As I recall, this came around the time that we started inviting each other over for dinner every day. George’s family had their big meal at lunchtime, and we had our big meal in the evening. So every day for about a week we ate two big meals a day. We were in heaven – but our moms had had enough. We couldn’t see each other or talk on the phone for a week. It was hard – we both went through a sort of withdrawal. But at the end of the week everything was the same as it was, only we were both down to one big meal per day.
Eventually junior high put the distance between us that our mothers couldn’t. We were still friends, but we started hanging with different groups (in other words, I was a band nerd and George wasn’t – end of story). We still said “hi” in the halls and we talked at church and stuff, but it was never really the same. We drifted further apart in high school, and have only bumped into each other occasionally after that. Still, it was sobering when Gayle sent me an e-mail yesterday to let me know that George had died. Even though I haven’t seen him in years, I felt an emptiness and a sadness that I never would have anticipated. Evidently the bonds forged while playing in fruit trees and lying on your back looking at clouds are strong.
And today I find myself wishing I had made an effort to communicate with George or to go to dinner with him or something. You know what I mean? I’m not riddled with guilt or angst or anything like that – I’d just like to spend some time with an old, dear friend. Only now I can’t.
Maybe there’s a George in your life, too. I know – our lives are all busy, and we have so much to do with work and family and current relationships that we have little time to go searching for friends in our past. I understand that. But if it’s true, as the poet Joseph Parry wrote, that we should “make new friends, but keep the old; those are silver; these are gold” . . . well, maybe we should try to find some time now and then to mine for a little interpersonal gold.
Which reminds me . . . I wonder what Albert is up to these days?
RyanDavid memories of George
I was 18 years old and had just moved to Utah to live with my brother Tyler. The Mason residence was a favorite place of mine to visit, as there was always a friendly smile and a conversation to be had.
I have a lot of good memories of George. Marla, Zac, AJ and David have been in our thoughts and prayers. We love you all so much.
One day, while speaking to George about a Volkswagen Beetle I had purchased but had never driven, I lied to George and said that I loved to drive it. I think George knew I was lying and called my bluff. He assertively invited me to drive his own bug around the neighborhood, he himself acting as my copilot. Stubborn as I was, I thought I could do it.
We proceeded down the street, all the while grinding the gears to death and running about three stop signs. But you know, George just sat there, smiled, and let me learn. He was infinitely patient and said, "Cars can be fixed. Drive."
Another memory I have was a visit he paid to Arizona back in March of 09. We were at my folks' house with my kids. It being a fairly windy day, my boy Sumner wanted to fly a kite. George enthusiastically obliged and showed him what I still consider to be some fairly fancy kite flying skills. It was fun watching George interact with my son.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Guest Book Entries on The Obituary Site
February 17, 2011
George you were a good hand. I was talking with one of your supervisors and it was said that you were one of the best. I will miss your banter. You were a very generous man to me. Thanks
~
jim rose,
Utah
February 17, 2011
Marla and Family,
My heart goes out to you at this difficult time. There are so many sweet and good memories that come to mind of George and your family.
I pray for each of you. I know the Savior will comfort you and help you through this difficult trial.
I love you Marla. You have been a great help for me these past years.You are also a great friend.
Love,
Lynn
My heart goes out to you at this difficult time. There are so many sweet and good memories that come to mind of George and your family.
I pray for each of you. I know the Savior will comfort you and help you through this difficult trial.
I love you Marla. You have been a great help for me these past years.You are also a great friend.
Love,
Lynn
~
Lynn Maxfield,
Bountiful, Utah
February 17, 2011
May your hearts overflow with the love and caring of family and friends as you journey through this difficult time.
February 17, 2011
George was a good hand. In talking with one of his past supervisors it was mentioned that he was one of the best. He was a very generous man. I will miss him.
February 17, 2011
Family, I wanted to express to you all my love and sympathy. I pray that all will remember George for the loving person and friend to all he was and wanted to be. Rest in peace until we meet again my brother. All My Love, Brother Vic
February 17, 2011 
Dear Mason Family
Your family was a great part of our childhood. George will be missed, but the memories remain.
God bless all of you at this time.
My thoughts and prayers go out to all of you during this difficult time. George was a positive influence in many lives and his impact in this life will be felt for years to come and into the eterneties. I am thankful that I was able to know him and am a better person for it.
February 17, 2011
Dear Mason Family
Your family was such a great part of my childhood. The Davis family will miss George, but the memories will stay.
God bless you all at this time.
Joanne DAVIS (Parrish)
Your family was such a great part of my childhood. The Davis family will miss George, but the memories will stay.
God bless you all at this time.
Joanne DAVIS (Parrish)
February 17, 2011
Your family was a great part of our childhood. George will be missed, but the memories remain.
God bless all of you at this time.
February 17, 2011
Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family during this difficult time.
Ron & Patti Shackelford
Stansbury Park, Utah
Ron & Patti Shackelford
Stansbury Park, Utah
February 17, 2011
Dear Friends,
Our thoughts and heart felt prayers go out to all of you. The Mason family has always been more than just friends. We will always remember George for the gracious person he was to us. We loved his always friendly greeting and hardy handshake.
God Bless,
Our thoughts and heart felt prayers go out to all of you. The Mason family has always been more than just friends. We will always remember George for the gracious person he was to us. We loved his always friendly greeting and hardy handshake.
God Bless,
~
Craig and Charlie Hayes,
Bountiful, Utah
February 17, 2011 Mason Family, It filled my heart with sorrow to learn of George's passing. I have many childhood memories of him. I had the pleasure of speaking with him a couple of years ago. We had some good laughs! My heart goes out to all of you.
Love you Big Brother! You always were there for me..Love you!! You are missed and will NEVER be forgotten..xoxo
George was a freind as far back as Valley View Elementary through Bountiful High School. So many of us are saddened of this news. May your family find peace knowing that we all share God's love and a place in his heaven with our brother Jesus.
February 17, 2011
My dear Uncle George, you will be sorely missed. I love you.
Jennie
Jennie
February 17, 2011
George will be missed. Good thoughts and happy memories will remain. He was a friend, neighbor and always available and willing to help wherever he could. God bless all of his family.
February 17, 2011
~
James (jimmy) Davis,
East Aurora, New York
February 17, 2011 Dearest Mason Family!
You were and still are a huge part of my life. I will miss George. He was a wonderful friend of our family and was always there for us. My greatest memory of George - is him teasing Patty, Joanne and me! May God bless...
Darlene Fadel Kauerz
George was a great friend and a co-worker at Holly with me. My thoughts and prayers go out to all of you. He was a great man!
February 17, 2011
My sympathy goes out to all of you in the Mason family during this time. I wish for you to feel in your hearts the feeling of peace and closeness that our Father in Heaven offers. Many warm memories fill my mind in part due to your close family that I grew to know years ago.
February 17, 2011
I will miss your open arms that were always there for me with the biggest hugs that felt like you cared about no one else but me at that moment. I love you Uncle George and will forever miss and love you.
February 17, 2011
You were and still are a huge part of my life. I will miss George. He was a wonderful friend of our family and was always there for us. My greatest memory of George - is him teasing Patty, Joanne and me! May God bless...
Darlene Fadel Kauerz
February 17, 2011
To the family. My thoughts are with all of you as you go through this difficult time. George was a dear friend and loyal partner and will be missed for the generous person that he was. Charity is the greatest of all and George had lots of it. I hope he has finally found peace. Darren H.
~
Darren Hedin,
Centerville, Utah
February 17, 2011
Mason Family, Im so sorry for your loss. George was a very kind man and always there to lend a hand. You are all in my thoughts at this time of sorrow.
February 17, 2011
George you were so accepting and loving to me. You are a great man in my book. I love you very much and will miss you very badly.
February 17, 2011
You will be a forever friend. I thank the Lord for the opportunity of having you in my life as a great mentor in EMT work and firefighting. We walked the 20 miles together in Ward Trek and helped the young women in camps. I could always count on a hug and a compliment each time I saw you. I'm especially grateful for a hospital visit from you at a time I greatly needed reassurance. One day I hope to see you again, until then I will miss you. Shonna Payne
February 17, 2011
The first one there the last one gone whenever work was to be done. George had skills to the max in all aspects of life. I couldn't ask for a better brother. Say hi to dad will you! Kelly Burningham and family
February 17, 2011
You will be missed. There are few words I can say to express the void you leave behind. You were loved my Dear Uncle!
~
Diana Matukonis,
Anchorage, Alaska
February 18, 2011 
Lots of memories, Basketball, Softball, Camping, Service Projects, and more meetings than anyone wants to remember. But also hidden talents, who taught George how to braid hair?
We both grew up with the Mason family as a big part of our lives. We pray that you will all have comfort and peace at this time.
Sincerely, Bob and Julie May
Sincerely, Bob and Julie May
February 18, 2011
My Big Brother... My friend ~ who will tease me like you did? Who will love me like you did? From Indian leg wrestes to the best back rubs... I will miss you. I will always hold our memories close to heart ~ I love and appreciate our wonderful family ...minus one, for now. Until we meet again ~ your sister, Patty. XO
February 18, 2011
To the whole Mason family: I express my sincere love for each of you and in the knowledge of our Heavenly Father's eternal love for you. I have such fond memories of George. We were next door neighbors for a long time. He was always so helpful, but so fun to be around too. I pray you will be able to press forward in Christ through these difficult times, having a perfect brightness of hope and a love of God. Love and prayers...Ruth Miller
February 18, 2011
I was so sorry to read about George's passing. We would see each other over the years mostly at parent conferences. I express my condolences.
February 18, 2011
Lots of memories, Basketball, Softball, Camping, Service Projects, and more meetings than anyone wants to remember. But also hidden talents, who taught George how to braid hair? ~
Richard Todd,
Bountiful, Utah
February 18, 2011 George,you taught me many things in the years we worked together. You are a great friend and teacher. I hope you have found peace. I pray for your family so they may make it through these hard times. You are greatly missed.
George was always willing to help me with anything I needed. He knew how to do everything! I was always so impressed with that. You will be missed. All my love to the Mason family.
**LB
**LB
February 18, 2011
George was a very cheery, caring and compassionate gentleman and neighbor. He had a big heart and a big smile. He was very blessed to have Marla and their family to love and love him. Our deepest sympathy and prayers are with you all.
February 18, 2011
We have all filled out a form that asks for you an emergency contact, who to call when you need help. For me and so many others George was the kind of person whose name could easily fill that space.The kind of neighbor/ friend who would come to your aid in a minute with all the tools and talents at his disposal. I worked with George,played sports with him, served with him, and we raised our boys together.In much the same way we leave fingerprints on what we touch, his life left a mark on me. I will miss who he was as much as what her was able to do in the coming years, I will however always be grateful for the things I learned from his example. My thoughts and prayers are with his family.He will be missed until we see him again.
February 18, 2011
Uncle George had a way of making people feel special and loved. He always made me laugh and made family gatherings fun. A few of many favorite memories are our football games and home made ice cream. You're a great guy and will be greatly missed.
February 18, 2011
George was the kind of person that lived life to the fullest, making others around him feel welcome always. We will miss his quick wit and smile. Always remembering the kindness and care he showed our son on trek. He will be missed.
~
Russell & Pam Seifert,
Bountiful, Utah
February 18, 2011
George was like a second dad to me. I loved him and his family like they were my own. My heart goes out to them at this difficult time. My sincere condolenses. May Heavenly Father give you comfort at this time. With all my love, Ashlee Biesinger Roberts
February 19, 2011
February 19, 2011
Uncle George thank you for being a part of my life. I will cherish the memories. You are loved always and will always be remembered. Love to all the Mason family-xo Jamie
February 19, 2011
Heaven is being on Pioneer Trek and getting a footrub from George. Trek will never be the same without our "medic"George. He made it fun, kept us safe and completed our team. Much love to George and Marla, MarDiene Jeffs
February 19, 2011
I want to make sure and add my name to go with my earlier entry about my football and ice cream memories of Uncle George. My thoughts were with the family all day thinking about the service.
February 20, 2011
The Savior said,"I am the resurrection,and the life:he that believeth in me,though he were dead, yet shall he live:And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die."John 11:25
George is home again,may he find comfort in the Saviors arms. I pray you can all find comfort in the promise of the resurrection,when you will all be reunited for eternity. Until that time,I know George will be missed by those who knew, and loved him.
With deepest sympathy,and in the name of Jesus Christ,
Karen Johnson and family
Puyallup,WA
George is home again,may he find comfort in the Saviors arms. I pray you can all find comfort in the promise of the resurrection,when you will all be reunited for eternity. Until that time,I know George will be missed by those who knew, and loved him.
With deepest sympathy,and in the name of Jesus Christ,
Karen Johnson and family
Puyallup,WA
February 20, 2011
February 20, 2011
We want to send our sympathy to the family of George. We have been friends of the family for many, many years. Our hearts and love go out to you.
Blaine & Shirley Wride, St. Geroge, Ut.
We want to send our sympathy to the family of George. We have been friends of the family for many, many years. Our hearts and love go out to you.
Blaine & Shirley Wride, St. Geroge, Ut.
February 21, 2011
George, my dear brother. You were such a good man and it breaks my heart that you didn't hear all of the love, respect and admiration until after you were gone. We miss you with all our hearts and always love and cherish your memory.
February 23, 2011
Dear sweet Mason family,
Charles Dickens wrote: "In every life, no matter how great or small the size of one's purse, there will be tragedy. It is the one promise life always fulfills. The trick is, when happiness comes, to delight in it and add to others share of it:". George did this....un-selfish acts of kind deeds. Bless you all, for it is such a hard thing to lose a husband, father, brother, uncle and friend of such magnnitude. Take care.
Charles Dickens wrote: "In every life, no matter how great or small the size of one's purse, there will be tragedy. It is the one promise life always fulfills. The trick is, when happiness comes, to delight in it and add to others share of it:". George did this....un-selfish acts of kind deeds. Bless you all, for it is such a hard thing to lose a husband, father, brother, uncle and friend of such magnnitude. Take care.
February 24, 2011
George, I have been struggling with what to say and hoping that this is not real. It has been over a week since we got the news and I still keep hoping that somehow this isn't happening. I miss you and I need a George hug! I remember family gatherings in the past several years and how happy we were together. We are still a happy family but there is a big hole now, one that can never be filled. We miss you...you will always be remembered and never forgotten! I love you Man!! Your number two brother, David HUGS!!
February 25, 2011
Marla and Family,
I had the opportunity of working with George at Benchmark and Cottonwood. He was truly a generous and gifted man. He often presented with a gruff exterior, but underneath it all was a kind, playful and loving man. I wish you peace of mind and heart in coping with this loss.
I had the opportunity of working with George at Benchmark and Cottonwood. He was truly a generous and gifted man. He often presented with a gruff exterior, but underneath it all was a kind, playful and loving man. I wish you peace of mind and heart in coping with this loss.
March 08, 2011
I can think and say a lot about George but when it comes to writing thoughts are slow. I was looking forward to seeing George in April. The last time we were together he helped me adjust the clutch in my little Geo. I'll always remember him for his tallent for fixing things for others, which he did a lot of. I always think of his grandpa Ferguson's nickname for him. When George was little some carpenter work was being done and George wanted the hamo (hammer) and His grandpa would call George hamo sometimes. I thought a lot of George. Jim Ferguson (Virginia)
Obituary in the Salt Lake Tribune
George S. Mason 1955 ~ 2011 George S. Mason passed away February 15, 2011 in Bountiful, UT. He was born to J. Wayne and Lucille F. Mason on August 17, 1955 in Salt Lake City. George married Marla Burningham on January 10, 1983, and later sealed in the Jordan River LDS Temple. He is survived by his parents and wife; children Zachary (Tiffiny) Mason, AJ (Crystal) Mason, David (Jossilyn) Mason, and Elizabeth Hanson; and siblings Linda (Don) Arthur, Victor (Judy) Mason, David (Verlee) Mason, Patricia (Rich) Tueller, and Andrew (DeNise) Mason. George was dearly loved by his grandchildren Erik, Emma, Makinzie, William, Milo, Victoria, Cooper and Cameron, as well as by many nieces and nephews. Funeral services will be held Saturday, February 19, 2011 at 11:00 a.m. at the Bountiful Tabernacle (50 S Main, Bountiful, UT). A visitation will be held Friday, February 18 from 6:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. at Russon Brothers Mortuary in Bountiful. A short viewing for family and close friends will be held from 9:30 a.m. to 10:30 a.m. prior to Saturday's funeral services. Interment will follow those proceedings at the Bountiful Cemetery. Arrangements are entrusted to the care of Russon Brothers Mortuary. Online guest book at www.russonmortuary.com. In lieu of flowers, please make a donation to the United States Fallen Heroes Foundation or the American Diabetes Association .
Published in Salt Lake Tribune on February 17, 2011
Carolee Wright's Memory
One cold Sunday morning a window blew open in our basement and froze a copper pipe right in front of it. My husband watched as the pipe bulged, split, and started to spray water. He quickly turned off the water. We were new to the city and home ownership we only new a few people and we didn't know what to do about the pipe.
I called my visiting teaching companion, Theresa Humphries. I knew she was a long time resident and very friendly. She suggested I call George Masson, I didn't know him well, and I was embarrassed to call some one an a Sunday, but I didn't know what else to do.
He came right over. In less than an hour cut out the split pipe and put in a new section of matching pipe. I offered to pay him, and he wouldn't take payment. I again asked if I could at least pay for the supplies he used and he wouldn't take any money. We were very grateful for his generosity to strangers, on a very cold Sunday morning. What could have been a disaster ended up being just a small inconvenience for us. We were truly grateful for Georges, help.
I called my visiting teaching companion, Theresa Humphries. I knew she was a long time resident and very friendly. She suggested I call George Masson, I didn't know him well, and I was embarrassed to call some one an a Sunday, but I didn't know what else to do.
He came right over. In less than an hour cut out the split pipe and put in a new section of matching pipe. I offered to pay him, and he wouldn't take payment. I again asked if I could at least pay for the supplies he used and he wouldn't take any money. We were very grateful for his generosity to strangers, on a very cold Sunday morning. What could have been a disaster ended up being just a small inconvenience for us. We were truly grateful for Georges, help.
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