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“I first met Wayne Armstrong when I was about 12 yrs. old. I tried my
hardest to run him away but he returned to court my Mother much to my
disbelief. I accepted the fact that he was going to be around for a long time
and dubbed him GEORGE. He was a Yankee and I thought he sounded like
George Goble. The name stuck.

He became a great influence on our family. We all thought the world of
him. He became a Father to Peter, Evelyn and myself and a wonderful
addition to our family. He guided us and advised us throughout our lives.
Wayne & Myrtle
Dad created a wonderful world for us and our friends. The camp on Bayou
Signett. Where he taught us, and anyone who wanted the experience how to
build a house on the bayou. He taught us to operate boats, fish, water ski,
shrimp and even live without electricity. He became a true Southerner.

We got to meet Dad's son Dennis, his wife Pina and their children. Another
wonderful addition to our family. Dad decided to leave the Bayou and he and
Mom started a new adventure, Farmers… Country life in McNeil, MS, and the
Wayne, with Pina,
Sean, and Tana
building of another house. They started to build a small home.
Maybe hoping not to have many visitors. BOY WERE THEY WRONG!
We and our families and friends followed and the house got bigger.
He taught us, my son Donald how to live off the land. Showing us
how to hunt, raise vegetables, cows, pigs, horses, dogs and even
incubate chickens and turkeys. After almost 20 yrs. of the good life
Mom and Dad decided to move back to Bauvais St.

Pina, Bunny, Evelyn & Wayne My Dad was a very intelligent man and shared his knowledge with
us. He never met a stranger.

He loved to talk, read, tell jokes and most of all laugh at his own jokes. He was also a
great story teller. He told us stories of WW2 and his life growing up in Minnesota and
there was always a punch line. He was a man with a great sense of humor... full of fun
and laughter.

When Dad became ill in March his jokes and puns continued keeping us laughing. He
got a kick out of us all spoiling him and soon began giving ORDERS. My Mother took
excellent care of my Father. She was at his side day and night and never complained.
True Love was what they had. Me, dad, Sean & Tana

After another stroke his illness progressed rapidly, it became sad to see him in his condition. The once vital and
fun loving man was slipping away.

My Dad was born on Christmas Day 1920 and passed on Christmas Day 2005 at the age of 85.
His character, strength and laughter are etched in our memory. He will be terribly missed and loved forever by
all of us.”

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