This page is devoted to the memory of my friend George. He was the kinda guy that was always havin fun, but keeping an eye on his grades at school. Just a normal Joe you could say. I played hockey with him since we were old enough to play, and through all the years, we had a lot of fun. I remember the exact second Amanda (a mutual friend)looked up at me with that devistated look on her face.. I almost collapsed.. I just knew something very bad had happened. She told me he had been in a car accident and that he had fallen out of the jeep and had been killed. I can't quite explain that feeling, for it was a mixture of several. Disbelief, shock, anger, I even laughed for a second, thinking it was a joke and he was gonna walk around the corner and say, "Gotchya"... but he didn't.. Going to his wake was one of the hardest things i've ever done. And i'm not ashamed to say I cried... For him, for myself, his friends, and most of all, his family. I let a part of him go that day. But a part I keep for myself, and every time I step onto the ice to play hockey, I think of him, and smile.

Thank you Zeus for everything you gave me.

George Stanley Zalewsky Jr. (1980 - 1996)