Here’s an excerpt from the early days.


George himself lied about his age to get away from home by entering the military in 1944. His fondest childhood memories were of his beloved bulldog Bosco, and George’s eyes teared as he would tell the story of how Bosco went goofy-crazy-happy when he returned home from the war while his mother turned her back on him in anger because he had left the home and not stayed to take care of the family.


It’s taking me longer than initially predicted!