Susan Mason
you are my love my life my everything
Birth date: Aug 11, 1947 Death date: Jul 23, 2022
George Jefferson Mason, III (Jay) went to be with the Lord on July 23, 2022, aged 74, the result of an accident at home. “Jay” as he was known to most family and friends, was born August 11, 1947, to George Mason, Jr. and the for Read Obituary
you are my love my life my everything
Sending prayers of comfort to Susan and the entire family.
Rest in Peace my old, dear friend. We shared a long friendship that started with a chance meeting at a restaurant in NYC called Teachers when he was an up and coming actor and me in drama school and mainly waiting tables :) We were even roommates at one time. Although time seemed to separate what was a lifetime friendship (he was Godfather to my daughter, Shelby) for well over 30 years. I too returned to my native state of Texas where we shared many happy times, especially when Shelby was a baby. I eventually wound up in Jay's beloved Colorado where he always said he would wind up, but it turned out to be me and Shelby and has been our home for well over 20 years. I knew him when his illness was barely showing - just a limp back then, but was there for many more years, including he teaching me how to be a legal secretary with small jobs for him, which turned into a career both in Texas and in Colorado. He was funny, he was good, he was an all American to a tee. I know he is now walking and young again and just fine. See you someday, old friend. It will be a joy to see you well, as you are now.
One of my earliest and beloved memories of Jay was when I baby-sat him a number of times when I lived with his parents George and Bobbie (my sister) Mason for a while I was in Baylor Hospital's School of Medical Technology. He was only two or three, but even then was an inquisitive and active little boy. He also loved to hear his little records of childhood songs played, and especially liked one about "the scarecrow in the cornfield who has a very, very, funny nose....with his corncob pipe and a stove pipe hat and his teeth and his eyes that glow." Such are my rather dim memories of that little song! Years later, true lawyer that he was and bent on details, he wanted more more precise words but we both searched in vain on Google to find them! All of you have precious memories of Jay and his memorable life and the grace he received from his Lord and Savior to meet each painful event with an unrelenting faith. Recently he found great joy in sending out pictures of his sweet grandchildren! How he loved them, and us all! And how we shall miss him yet can rejoice that he is now free from pain and experiencing his eternal to the fullest! Jo Beth McKneely Fielder (one of Jay's aunts)