GEORGE W. LEE WAS BORN ON APRIL 17, 1911. HIS OLDEST GRANDSON SHARES THE SAME MONTH AND DAY FOR HIS BIRTHDAY.
MY DAD SAYS HE WAS NAMED AFTER A MULE.
He was born on his parents farm in Orangeburg. S.C. Second oldest of ten children. The home picture here replaces a former home built in back of this one. The first home was taken down after this one was built.
He told me how he walked to school barefooted and read by the fire light. I thought for sure when I was little he grew up with Abraham Lincoln. He drove a car at the age of nine. He was a member of the St. George's Baptist Church. Both his parents were active members there.
HIS PARENTS TAUGHT HIM A VERY STRONG WORK ETHIC. WHICH HE PASSED DOWN TO ALL OF HIS CHILDREN. He also shared how important your relationship to Jesus was in your life. He said all people are to be treated with respect regardless of station in life. He would take us down to the Bowery in New York where people were laying on the sidewalks and said God loves those people as much as He loves all people. Because of this I have a special place in my heart for the homeless. I have worked with them over the years. I have truly been blessed by them.
My Dad loved to have cookouts on the Cape and have relatives over for dinner. He would cook chicken on the grill. It always seen to me to be slightly burned. There was corn on the cob, salad, watermelon and iced tea.
He loved the beach. I was his water baby as he called me. He liked to throw you in the water to see if you could swim. That was a quick way to learn.
My Dad was a world traveler. He had been around the world three times. He climbed Mt. Fuji in Japan. I have a walking stick that was stamped each part of the way until you searched the summit. I also have a picture of him on top with the walking stick which is in my living room today. I saw a lot of exotic pictures he took of different places. Also he shipped home some exotic items like many, many, many carved elephants, a large water buffalo, big Baja heads to name a few wonders.
These trips were part of his job in the 1930 to 1940s. He worked for Mobil for over 28 years. His headquarters was in NYC.
MY DAD SAYS HE WAS NAMED AFTER A MULE.
He was born on his parents farm in Orangeburg. S.C. Second oldest of ten children. The home picture here replaces a former home built in back of this one. The first home was taken down after this one was built.
He told me how he walked to school barefooted and read by the fire light. I thought for sure when I was little he grew up with Abraham Lincoln. He drove a car at the age of nine. He was a member of the St. George's Baptist Church. Both his parents were active members there.
HIS PARENTS TAUGHT HIM A VERY STRONG WORK ETHIC. WHICH HE PASSED DOWN TO ALL OF HIS CHILDREN. He also shared how important your relationship to Jesus was in your life. He said all people are to be treated with respect regardless of station in life. He would take us down to the Bowery in New York where people were laying on the sidewalks and said God loves those people as much as He loves all people. Because of this I have a special place in my heart for the homeless. I have worked with them over the years. I have truly been blessed by them.
My Dad loved to have cookouts on the Cape and have relatives over for dinner. He would cook chicken on the grill. It always seen to me to be slightly burned. There was corn on the cob, salad, watermelon and iced tea.
He loved the beach. I was his water baby as he called me. He liked to throw you in the water to see if you could swim. That was a quick way to learn.
My Dad was a world traveler. He had been around the world three times. He climbed Mt. Fuji in Japan. I have a walking stick that was stamped each part of the way until you searched the summit. I also have a picture of him on top with the walking stick which is in my living room today. I saw a lot of exotic pictures he took of different places. Also he shipped home some exotic items like many, many, many carved elephants, a large water buffalo, big Baja heads to name a few wonders.
These trips were part of his job in the 1930 to 1940s. He worked for Mobil for over 28 years. His headquarters was in NYC.
GEORGE W. LEE WAS BORN ON APRIL 17, 1911. HIS OLDEST GRANDSON SHARES THE SAME MONTH AND DAY FOR HIS BIRTHDAY.
MY DAD SAYS HE WAS NAMED AFTER A MULE.
He was born on his parents farm in Orangeburg. S.C. Second oldest of ten children. The home picture here replaces a former home built in back of this one. The first home was taken down after this one was built.
He told me how he walked to school barefooted and read by the fire light. I thought for sure when I was little he grew up with Abraham Lincoln. He drove a car at the age of nine. He was a member of the St. George's Baptist Church. Both his parents were active members there.
HIS PARENTS TAUGHT HIM A VERY STRONG WORK ETHIC. WHICH HE PASSED DOWN TO ALL OF HIS CHILDREN. He also shared how important your relationship to Jesus was in your life. He said all people are to be treated with respect regardless of station in life. He would take us down to the Bowery in New York where people were laying on the sidewalks and said God loves those people as much as He loves all people. Because of this I have a special place in my heart for the homeless. I have worked with them over the years. I have truly been blessed by them.
My Dad loved to have cookouts on the Cape and have relatives over for dinner. He would cook chicken on the grill. It always seen to me to be slightly burned. There was corn on the cob, salad, watermelon and iced tea.
He loved the beach. I was his water baby as he called me. He liked to throw you in the water to see if you could swim. That was a quick way to learn.
My Dad was a world traveler. He had been around the world three times. He climbed Mt. Fuji in Japan. I have a walking stick that was stamped each part of the way until you searched the summit. I also have a picture of him on top with the walking stick which is in my living room today. I saw a lot of exotic pictures he took of different places. Also he shipped home some exotic items like many, many, many carved elephants, a large water buffalo, big Baja heads to name a few wonders.
These trips were part of his job in the 1930 to 1940s. He worked for Mobil for over 28 years. His headquarters was in NYC.
MY DAD SAYS HE WAS NAMED AFTER A MULE.
He was born on his parents farm in Orangeburg. S.C. Second oldest of ten children. The home picture here replaces a former home built in back of this one. The first home was taken down after this one was built.
He told me how he walked to school barefooted and read by the fire light. I thought for sure when I was little he grew up with Abraham Lincoln. He drove a car at the age of nine. He was a member of the St. George's Baptist Church. Both his parents were active members there.
HIS PARENTS TAUGHT HIM A VERY STRONG WORK ETHIC. WHICH HE PASSED DOWN TO ALL OF HIS CHILDREN. He also shared how important your relationship to Jesus was in your life. He said all people are to be treated with respect regardless of station in life. He would take us down to the Bowery in New York where people were laying on the sidewalks and said God loves those people as much as He loves all people. Because of this I have a special place in my heart for the homeless. I have worked with them over the years. I have truly been blessed by them.
My Dad loved to have cookouts on the Cape and have relatives over for dinner. He would cook chicken on the grill. It always seen to me to be slightly burned. There was corn on the cob, salad, watermelon and iced tea.
He loved the beach. I was his water baby as he called me. He liked to throw you in the water to see if you could swim. That was a quick way to learn.
My Dad was a world traveler. He had been around the world three times. He climbed Mt. Fuji in Japan. I have a walking stick that was stamped each part of the way until you searched the summit. I also have a picture of him on top with the walking stick which is in my living room today. I saw a lot of exotic pictures he took of different places. Also he shipped home some exotic items like many, many, many carved elephants, a large water buffalo, big Baja heads to name a few wonders.
These trips were part of his job in the 1930 to 1940s. He worked for Mobil for over 28 years. His headquarters was in NYC.
