George and Judy are two of my favourite people. And I can’t think of one without the other. They were like two peas in a pod. I will remember how George was so happy (like a proud papa) when they got their puppy. He always had a smile and a generous helping hand. He came to help me paint my bathroom ceiling. Rest well my friend. You’ve earned it.
George, you will be sorely missed on the ice. Rest in peace!
George was an inspiration. I marveled at his ability to play hockey in his 80s. He was kind and put up with my questions in the dressing room about how he did it. I have taken his wisdom and try to apply it everyday.
He was also so much fun in the room, Never the loudest, instead he listened, laughed and piped in with some gems when he felt like it.
I consider myself lucky to know the man.
To his family, my condolences on the loss of your hero. We had a ceremony honouring him at center ice on Monday.
I met George through Judy, who was my my classmate and friend at George Vanier SS in Willowdale ON. I was 16 or 17 years old (1966 - 67). We met at Judy's parents' house. George was older, had a job and a car. He was friendly and generous of spirit and kind and always in a good mood. He took us out for pizza at a restaurant at Don Mills and Leslie and that was special for me then and meant a lot. We hung out together and he took us once to the cottage of one of his friends. It was great; we always had a lot of laughs. Over the years I met his parents and remember his mother as a charming, energetic, spunky and positive person who I really liked. I think George got a lot of his attributes from his mother. I know he meant everything to Judy and was truly the love of her life as she was the love of his life. I will never forget George.
When I first visited Canada in 1991, I helped with the expansion of George and Judy’s house.
One day, George and Judy were getting ready to go to a party. Just as they were about to leave, I asked George to hold the hammer for a photo. (Look in the gallery for the photo to go with this story!)
He said, “Sure — so you can tell everyone back home in Hungary how stupid Canadians are, building houses in tuxedos!? … Alright then, here you go! Just to make you happy!”
I will never forget you, George!