He was born in 1933 in the town of Kroonstad. He has two brothers named Ronald and Leslie. His mother was deaf and dumb due to having measles when she was 5. His father drove locomotives all over south Africa and South west Africa. His parent met in South west Africa where he drove the train and she ran a bead and breakfast which her mother.
The family went through some hard times when he was growing up and as a result had some strange hangup about certain foods. I think they were a reminder of a bad time in his life.
George looking very please with himself on a horse.
George did his national service. I think he really enjoyed his army experience. He standing with his Brother-in-law Max.
They went on honeymoon to Inanda in Rustenburg.
Oswald Pope, Johanna Louw Pope, George Pope, Rosemary Crone Pope, Felicity Flascis, Max Crone, Bertha Crone Woolf, Jack Woolf
Leslie Pope, Rosemary Crone Pope, George Pope and Ronald Pope
George and Rosemary soon had a daughter named Jeneatta. Jeneatta was the star in George's constellation. She made him extremely proud in all that she said and did. At the end of his life he move down to East London as that is where she was living. George would wax lyrical as to what a lovely person she was. It is nice to see that at the end they had worked out any issues that Jeneatta had with him.
George when to technical high school, did his apprenticeship as a fitter and turner, he studied further and eventually became a draughts man. He was never very happy at his job and worked as a contractor for various firms. I can remember the stress of when he was once again laid off from his current job.
Ma Rita, Jeneatta, George, Rosemary, Kathy and Oswald. House at Rose street before it grew.
Sug and Margaret Shepstone were good friends with George and Rosemary. Sug was a farm manager for various farms' and we used to drive down and spend weekends at these strange places. From being friends with them I know, the sheep are not soft, calabashes are cool and that cows are seriously stinky.
Children are mercenary like that. I think she could have been our first step mother. Instead our first step mother lasted 6 weeks.
My father had dreadful taste in women. This is shown by the women he married and those who he dated whilst being married.
Rosemary and Roselie both died on the same day. It is fun to think of George up there having to deal with all of his wives at once.
He died on the 1st of December 2016.
Jeneatta and Tony with his coffin before his cremation. Jeneatta read a poem to him. He would have liked that.
This is what I said at the cremation:
Dear Old Dad, George Alexander Pope. Here ware are to bid farewell to your mortal remains. Your spirit now free, far away from the cruelty and sorrows of your childhood that haunted you in the last years. Free from a broken body. Now you can embrace and acknowledge your inner beauty and your many talents. An artist, a poet, sailor a designer of houses, crushers, milling machines and so much more. The man filled with passion and dreams. You doubted about a heaven after life, even God. I do know God never doubted you. Now at peace surrounded by love and light.
This poem is one that you would’ve quoted to us who love you and celebrate your 84 years on earth.
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of your future that you plann’d:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For in the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you remember and be sad.
Farewell Darling old Dad. Amen
He had a long life and lived a lot of different lives.
I hope that he had resolved some of his issues before he left.
He will be missed by his daughters and Grand children.
Rest in Peace George Alexander Pope.
28-09-1933 to 01-12-2016