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October 27, 2015

RIP George Dunne – October 26, 2015

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I just heard the news that my old friend, George Dunne died and  I’m numb. George died unexpectedly at someone else’s home in Brooklyn.

 

George and I have been friends since I was a kid.  Growing up, he lived a block away from me, but often came to my block to see a friend of his. I dated George’s younger brother many years ago, but after that fell apart, George and I remained friends for  20 years.  We both came from Irish families and  easily understood each other. Ten years ago, he and I and another friend went to Boston to celebrate a birthday.  It was a trip to remember as George almost missed the bus due to his procrastinating. We toured around Boston and George insisted that we eat lobsters. If you know George, you know we did a lot of laughing that weekend.

 

George loved science and philosophy. He loved discussing the news and conspiracy theories. He loved Brooklyn and Brooklyn’s history. Actually he loved history and war stories in general. George loved rocking out to old Rock like Pink Floyd and The Who.  He took classes at many colleges and universities in NY. George worked at Verizon and took advantage of their online degree program as well.

 

George was someone who could easily make a friend. He loved talking to people. He liked going to all you can eat sushi places after he hadn’t eaten all day. He loved meeting up with old friends who he moved away and reconnecting with them. He loved drinking beer.

 

George loved dogs. When I got a new puppy, he wanted one too. In Bay Ridge, an animal rescue bus came to the neighborhood. I saw some cute dogs on the bus and I called George. I knew what dog he was going to pick before he even went on the bus so I took a picture of him because he was so cute. I didn’t send the picture to George, but he came to my house with his new pup, Wilson.  Both of them were so happy. My dog was very afraid of Wilson because Wilson is a large dog so George would come over without Wilson. George liked cats too though.

 

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What many people don’t know about George is that he was a talented artist. I took an art class with George about 15 years ago. I’m terrible at art and the teacher was an older man who was very sympathetic to me. But I think he saw George had real talent and he gave George a hard time.

 

Over the last three years, George and I hadn’t been close. Another friend and a secret came between us. When he found out the secret, he was angry at me and rightfully so. He and I reconnected early  this Summer when I met him on 3rd Avenue. He had a huge smile and we talked as if we had always been speaking  (he was such a good storyteller). In August, I saw him again on the Avenue and  we went for sushi a few days later. After we ate, we stood on the avenue chatting for  over almost an hour. Before I left him, I hugged him and told him I loved him. This wasn’t something  we regularly did, but I am so glad I had that moment with him. Most people aren’t that lucky to know their last words with a friend were ‘I love you.’    

 

Thank God for that moment.  I am lucky to have had him as a friend.  When I saw this prayer….I remembered this day. I’m glad I didn’t know it was our last because I wouldn’t have been able to laugh as much as I did.  God knows that I don’t handle death well, so I am sure why He allowed me that moment with George.

 


 

 

RIP my old friend. I’ll miss hearing your stories and your voice.  I bet the angels are enjoying your jokes.  BTW, George would love that I wrote all of these things about him. When someone died, he loved to talk about that person and tell all the old and funny stories he could remember about them.

 

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January 2016: Many years ago, someone had George’s insurance card/wallet as he was admitted to the hospital (I don’t know if George gave it to them).  The man died at the hospital. The hospital looked in his wallet and found my phone number as an emergency contact. They called me and told me that George was dead. I was inconsolable. Forty-five minutes later, George retrieved his wallet and they told him that they called me. George called me and the shocking news made me cry tears of happiness.  I remember George being so touched that I cried so much.  I guess I wish the same would have happened this time. 

 

George was remembered by Xaverian  High School with his picture – here.

 

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January 2021 update: George would have loved that I wrote this about him. I still think of him often as he was such a dynamic person. He felt so passionately about things. 

 

 

 

Hugs,
marlene

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