47 years 21 days old
son of
Washington Columbus McDonald (1878-1953)
adopted son of
Margarete "Maggie" C Holmes McDonald (1877-1949)
He was one of the best jet mechanics the US Navy had to offer, he lost his life onboard the USS Forrestal (CVA-59) on the morning of 29 July 1967 when a Zuni rocket discharged and a series of chain reaction explosions occurred setting off a fire storm on the aft third of the flight deck.
George's name appears on the Vietnam Veterans Memorial "The Wall" Panel E 24 Line 32. His name also appears in the book Sailors to the End written by Gregory A Freeman. He was a ADJ1 in squadron VF-74 at the time of his death. VF-74 lost 42 enlisted personnel out of the 134 men that lost their lives that day. He loved the navy and he loved his job.
George had an adopted brother Don and sister Margarette and they grew up in Lancaster California, his parents were of the old school, they were strict but fair. Not sure where he met the love of his life Mary Lydia. She had been married 3 times before and had 2 daughters but that didn't deter George. They married in 1949 and a year later had a son.
There wasn't much that George couldn't or wouldn't do for his family, so if the girls dresses needed ironing he did it. Since he was use to ironing his navy uniforms "No Problem" he would say. He loved to cook and often helped in the kitchen, more times than not you would find him drying the dishes. He loved to work on cars! He also loved to do crossword puzzles, play golf and got a Hole-in-One once...
In 1951 George and Mary were able to buy their 1st home at 6412 Celia Vista Drive San Diego California. That truly was a dream come true for both of them. Mary died of cancer in May of 1959 and the loss was unbearable, but he had a 9 year old son and life had to move forward.
We didn't always see eye to eye, but I am so glad that when we said our last "see ya's" we were good friends and for that I will always be grateful. He had sent me a letter and $20 while on board the USS Forrestal (CVA-59) and said "I know there is no such thing as Happy Daughter's Day but there should be." it was the last time I would hear from him... that was June 24 of 1967
ღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥
I give you this one thought to keep -
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the sweet uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still in each new dawn.
~ author unknown
Grief never ends,
but it changes.
It is a passage,
not a place to stay.
Grief is not a sign of
weakness or lack of faith...
it is the price of love.
son of
Washington Columbus McDonald (1878-1953)
adopted son of
Margarete "Maggie" C Holmes McDonald (1877-1949)
He was one of the best jet mechanics the US Navy had to offer, he lost his life onboard the USS Forrestal (CVA-59) on the morning of 29 July 1967 when a Zuni rocket discharged and a series of chain reaction explosions occurred setting off a fire storm on the aft third of the flight deck.
George's name appears on the Vietnam Veterans Memorial "The Wall" Panel E 24 Line 32. His name also appears in the book Sailors to the End written by Gregory A Freeman. He was a ADJ1 in squadron VF-74 at the time of his death. VF-74 lost 42 enlisted personnel out of the 134 men that lost their lives that day. He loved the navy and he loved his job.
George had an adopted brother Don and sister Margarette and they grew up in Lancaster California, his parents were of the old school, they were strict but fair. Not sure where he met the love of his life Mary Lydia. She had been married 3 times before and had 2 daughters but that didn't deter George. They married in 1949 and a year later had a son.
There wasn't much that George couldn't or wouldn't do for his family, so if the girls dresses needed ironing he did it. Since he was use to ironing his navy uniforms "No Problem" he would say. He loved to cook and often helped in the kitchen, more times than not you would find him drying the dishes. He loved to work on cars! He also loved to do crossword puzzles, play golf and got a Hole-in-One once...
In 1951 George and Mary were able to buy their 1st home at 6412 Celia Vista Drive San Diego California. That truly was a dream come true for both of them. Mary died of cancer in May of 1959 and the loss was unbearable, but he had a 9 year old son and life had to move forward.
We didn't always see eye to eye, but I am so glad that when we said our last "see ya's" we were good friends and for that I will always be grateful. He had sent me a letter and $20 while on board the USS Forrestal (CVA-59) and said "I know there is no such thing as Happy Daughter's Day but there should be." it was the last time I would hear from him... that was June 24 of 1967
ღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥
I give you this one thought to keep -
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the sweet uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still in each new dawn.
~ author unknown
Grief never ends,
but it changes.
It is a passage,
not a place to stay.
Grief is not a sign of
weakness or lack of faith...
it is the price of love.
47 years 21 days old
son of
Washington Columbus McDonald (1878-1953)
adopted son of
Margarete "Maggie" C Holmes McDonald (1877-1949)
He was one of the best jet mechanics the US Navy had to offer, he lost his life onboard the USS Forrestal (CVA-59) on the morning of 29 July 1967 when a Zuni rocket discharged and a series of chain reaction explosions occurred setting off a fire storm on the aft third of the flight deck.
George's name appears on the Vietnam Veterans Memorial "The Wall" Panel E 24 Line 32. His name also appears in the book Sailors to the End written by Gregory A Freeman. He was a ADJ1 in squadron VF-74 at the time of his death. VF-74 lost 42 enlisted personnel out of the 134 men that lost their lives that day. He loved the navy and he loved his job.
George had an adopted brother Don and sister Margarette and they grew up in Lancaster California, his parents were of the old school, they were strict but fair. Not sure where he met the love of his life Mary Lydia. She had been married 3 times before and had 2 daughters but that didn't deter George. They married in 1949 and a year later had a son.
There wasn't much that George couldn't or wouldn't do for his family, so if the girls dresses needed ironing he did it. Since he was use to ironing his navy uniforms "No Problem" he would say. He loved to cook and often helped in the kitchen, more times than not you would find him drying the dishes. He loved to work on cars! He also loved to do crossword puzzles, play golf and got a Hole-in-One once...
In 1951 George and Mary were able to buy their 1st home at 6412 Celia Vista Drive San Diego California. That truly was a dream come true for both of them. Mary died of cancer in May of 1959 and the loss was unbearable, but he had a 9 year old son and life had to move forward.
We didn't always see eye to eye, but I am so glad that when we said our last "see ya's" we were good friends and for that I will always be grateful. He had sent me a letter and $20 while on board the USS Forrestal (CVA-59) and said "I know there is no such thing as Happy Daughter's Day but there should be." it was the last time I would hear from him... that was June 24 of 1967
ღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥
I give you this one thought to keep -
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the sweet uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still in each new dawn.
~ author unknown
Grief never ends,
but it changes.
It is a passage,
not a place to stay.
Grief is not a sign of
weakness or lack of faith...
it is the price of love.
son of
Washington Columbus McDonald (1878-1953)
adopted son of
Margarete "Maggie" C Holmes McDonald (1877-1949)
He was one of the best jet mechanics the US Navy had to offer, he lost his life onboard the USS Forrestal (CVA-59) on the morning of 29 July 1967 when a Zuni rocket discharged and a series of chain reaction explosions occurred setting off a fire storm on the aft third of the flight deck.
George's name appears on the Vietnam Veterans Memorial "The Wall" Panel E 24 Line 32. His name also appears in the book Sailors to the End written by Gregory A Freeman. He was a ADJ1 in squadron VF-74 at the time of his death. VF-74 lost 42 enlisted personnel out of the 134 men that lost their lives that day. He loved the navy and he loved his job.
George had an adopted brother Don and sister Margarette and they grew up in Lancaster California, his parents were of the old school, they were strict but fair. Not sure where he met the love of his life Mary Lydia. She had been married 3 times before and had 2 daughters but that didn't deter George. They married in 1949 and a year later had a son.
There wasn't much that George couldn't or wouldn't do for his family, so if the girls dresses needed ironing he did it. Since he was use to ironing his navy uniforms "No Problem" he would say. He loved to cook and often helped in the kitchen, more times than not you would find him drying the dishes. He loved to work on cars! He also loved to do crossword puzzles, play golf and got a Hole-in-One once...
In 1951 George and Mary were able to buy their 1st home at 6412 Celia Vista Drive San Diego California. That truly was a dream come true for both of them. Mary died of cancer in May of 1959 and the loss was unbearable, but he had a 9 year old son and life had to move forward.
We didn't always see eye to eye, but I am so glad that when we said our last "see ya's" we were good friends and for that I will always be grateful. He had sent me a letter and $20 while on board the USS Forrestal (CVA-59) and said "I know there is no such thing as Happy Daughter's Day but there should be." it was the last time I would hear from him... that was June 24 of 1967
ღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥ღೋღ♥
I give you this one thought to keep -
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the sweet uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still in each new dawn.
~ author unknown
Grief never ends,
but it changes.
It is a passage,
not a place to stay.
Grief is not a sign of
weakness or lack of faith...
it is the price of love.
Gravesite Details
NGL shows last name as "Mc Donald"
Family Members
Parents
