Thinking of George and his family at this time, may be be remembered in love and prayers

Remembering my fondest memory of George is not an easy task. There are so many special moments to pick from.

First and foremost, George made me feel like family. He loved me, listened to me, laughed with me and inspired me. He never judged me and was there with a joke during some of the difficult times in my life.

Every time I came to visit, he would open the door with a big smile and a loving hug. (and sometimes a bottle of Bud – lol) If there is one word I would use to describe my relationship with George, it would be friend, a friend who managed to make me laugh often. We shared a lot, and I always left his home a better/happier person than when I got there. George, I would like to thank you for all the times you made me laugh. It will be how I always remember you!

Now, if I were to pick my fondest memory of George, I think it would have to be at Jamie’s wedding. I don’t think I have ever seen him happier than at that moment, when it was time for the father/daughter dance. Being able to watch George dance with Jamie to Frank Sinatra, with his fedora hat on, was indeed a special memory. I will treasure it forever.

We will miss you George ♥️

Love
JoAnn

Arlene my deepest condolences for your family.

Our Georgie was a gift from the start—being born on Christmas Day what would one expect. Such a beautiful child and gifted with charm everyone loved him. I’m sure I’m not the only sib who asked him to sell their fundraising candy for the school. One of my favorite memories was when he visited Mom when she was in her last year. She talked about it many times to me how George visited and went fishing and made her a beautiful fish dinner and took such good care of her. It touched me then and it does now. So such a good heart and soft underneath his strong athletic exterior.

Thinking of you all and sending love and strength at this difficult time!!! George was always larger than life and one thing I know about him is he loved BIG!!!
Love to you all!

Our condolences to Arlene, Georgie, Jaime and family. I always enjoyed spending time with George, Arlene, and the kids. George had as much fun as the kids playing with them. On one of our visits when my son Javi, was a toddler, I remember George sat him next to him on the recliner next to the stereo and blasted the music of Billy Joel. A little while later I found Javi asleep next to George and the ear piercing music. You will be missed.

Arleen I am so sorry to hear of George passing away. I remember when you first moved in and George walking the dog, jumping hedges and just clowning around. He was a funny guy. Sending prayers your way and love. Love Josephine

Dear Arlene, George, Jamie and family.. Our deepest condolences.
Love and prayers.
Laura (aka Jay)
Marti, Peggy and Lisa.

I’ve known George since our days at Thomas Jefferson high school. After we moved to Florida, he came down and lived with us for a short time as did his wife Arlene. He was always a happy go lucky guy. but when his children were born, he became father of the century. He adored those children and they made him a better man. I always admired the way he brought those children up. To call him my friend is an understatement. He is family and always will be. Rest in peace George.

My dad was a good man. He wasn’t perfect…but nobody is. We all remember his sarcasm and inappropriate jokes, but he had a big heart. One thing that I always admired about my dad was how he supported me throughout my life. When I was a kid, he would drop off & pick up my sister and I from school. When I played baseball, he became one of my little league coaches. When I wanted to play guitar, he bought me a guitar and drove me to every lesson for three years straight. When I was on the swim team, he would pick me up from practice every evening. When I wanted to become a firefighter, he supported that dream wholeheartedly.

Every step of the way, he supported me. That is one thing that I will try to emulate with my kids. I’m already doing a lot of school drop offs and pick ups…and it’s not always easy. I take my daughter to her gymnastics lessons, and I’m proud of how good she’s doing. I’ll drive them to any sport practice or music lesson they want to do, and I’ll support whatever career they decide to pursue. I want to support them the same way he supported me. That is what I will remember most about him, and I appreciate everything he gave me. Thanks dad, I hope you’re in a better place now…and maybe I’ll see you again one day.

My condolences to Arlene, his wonderful/supportive wife, and to Jamie and George. I have known George for approximately 40 years. Arlene, George and I were inseparable in our teenage years in Eliabeth, NJ.. We had great fun back then, just hanging out, watching George shoot pool, (and what a great pool player he was), going into NY and just doing silly things. Those were great times and I will cherish them forever. Arlene only had eyes for George. He was truly her great love! When Arlene and George moved to FL and I to CA, we still stayed in touch. If I called Arlene and George answered the phone he and I would talk forever. Typically over politics. LOL. Arlene would have to yank the phone from him. He was always fun to be around. He was a great Dad and proud of his children. We all loved George. May he rest in peace.

When we were kids George used to tease me wrestle me teach me fishing make me laugh. And I loved every minute of it! He was a great big brother. I remember George for his great big heart. And sense of humor love for fishing and his dogs . When we visited Florida George and Arlene welcomed us to their home and showed us all the sites! We’ll miss you. love you forever!! 💕💕💕

Sending love and prayers for Aunt Arlene, George and Amanda, Jamie and Brendan and the children. When I was a kid, Uncle George would pop in our house from time to time. It always felt like a surprise gift to see him. His visits brought fun and laughter to our days, and there was a sense of unspoken care and connection between the play. I remember seeing his artwork in the basement of Grandma’s and Grandpa’s house when I was little. It always struck me that there was so much more to him, a sensitivity and gentleness, besides his charisma and humor. I am so glad my family got to visit with him and Aunt Arlene in Florida a few years ago, that my children got to meet him and experience his warm smile and interest, his kindness and sincere appreciation for spending time together. I will remember him fondly, with some sadness, and much love.

George, the love of my life. We dated through college in New Jersey. But he wasn’t ready to settle down so I moved to Florida. A few years later I heard he also moved to Florida, Well I had to find out where!
When we got back together, it was forever. After we had children I became second fiddle. But that was ok. Some of my friends” husbands couldn’t babysit. But George could do everything and anything for the kids. He took care of them when I pursued my graduate degrees as well. A great fisherman. great tennis player and almost great golfer. “I love you just the way you are”, Hope you are reeling in a big one up there,

George has been my father-in-law for the past ten years. I remember meeting him when I was seventeen years old. In the early days, he was always smiling and making jokes when I came over. He welcomed me with open arms into the family. More recently, he became Grandpa to our children. Despite his many health issues over the past several years, George rarely complained about them. When we came over to visit, he would often say how proud he was of Georgie and Jamie as parents and glad they had their own families.
Arlene has been a devoted wife to George and I have witnessed how she cared for him. There were certainly difficult days, but she was always there when he needed her.
At the park yesterday with our kids we said goodbye to Grandpa George. We looked into nature and sent Grandpa love and light on his next journey. Goodbye George-thank you for always embracing me. You will be missed. ❤️

George, was a good friend. He always tried to brighten your day. I was his friend and landscaper. He liked what I did for him and his lawn. A very generous client. I loved that Arlene baked me cookies, brownies and various cakes and pies. That will be miss BIGTIME! Because of my recent movement I won’t be able to see both of them(SUCKS!). My prayers I’m sending to the Trotter family. Thank you for enriching my life through your acquaintances. Love, Joel.

George wasn’t just a friend, he was family. I can remember going to George’s apartment in Elizabeth. where Arlene served pizza & homemade ribs when they started dating. Then when he moved to FL, I came home from work, only to find an 8 lb bass in my kitchen sink, that he had caught at Lake Trotter.
We shared so many great times together. Trips to Naples, Marco Island, every holiday for over 25 years. I was fortunate enough to spend Christmas (his last birthday) with him.
I always admired what a wonderful father he was. His children were his life. My heart goes out to Arlene & all the Trotter & Donald family.

It breaks my heart to say goodbye to my father. Behind his sarcastic jokes and tough exterior was a pot of gold. My dad(and mom of course) worked tirelessly to ensure my brother and I always had everything we needed and even wanted. He always said “yes” to any extracurricular we explored from my brothers sports, to my dance classes, to music lessons(at least my brother still knows how to play guitar, I couldn’t play a piano tune if I tried today), he supported everything we wanted to do and often took us to all of the practices and then was cheering us on at all the games and performances. He would always ask my brother and I “Who loves you more than daddy?” And we would eagerly respond as loud as possible, “Nobody!” At the core of my heart I truly believe that nobody loved us more than he did. I know that I had the incredible pleasure of unlocking a side of my dad that other people rarely got to see, if at all. I suppose that is a daughter’s magic. I understood his quirks and accepted his faults because I saw how big his heart really was. My son Reagan saw my father in the same light and as much as he loves Gram, Grandpa was the first person he raced to when we came over, up until the very end. I pray that he is at peace, singing Frank Sinatra and watching over my boys. Until we meet again, I love you more.

George was an amazing brother-in-law, always in a good mood, eager to be an active listener, and ready to state his point of view. After speaking with him for five minutes you knew what he thought and where you stood with him. He was honest and a man of principles. He had opinions on politics, tennis, pool, fishing and golf. His love of family was what gave his life meaning and enjoyment.
George my Brother for the last 44 years you made me laugh but on February 17th you made me cry.

As children living in Mravlag Manor, all five brothers shared the one bedroom, one tiny closet and one bureau for our clothes and personals. Two bunk beds and another folded away beneath one of the bottom bunks. Does it get any closer? George slept in one of the bottom bunks. George (1948), Jim (1947) and I (1946) were closest in age and together were often off exploring nearby areas that we shouldn’t – over Goethals Bridge, the Arthur Kill, the “Crick,” slaughterhouse, or railroad yards. I remember George being very good with his sling shot.
Once mom packed us all into our ’41 model A for a trip to the beach in Keansburg (where mom visited with Aunt Ann) where there was also a pool, and boardwalk with some rides. We had a great time and all were tired when we drove away, only to learn a mile or so down the road that we left someone behind. You guessed it: George. We kidded, telling him that mom left him there on purpose! (I remember that once or twice mom also left me at the movies)
After George got out of the Navy he would visit us in our apartment on Pennington Street. Kelly and Scott would love his visits and his kibitzing, usually getting them all excited just before their bedtime. He loved playing with the kids. Then George moved to the sunshine state, so Johnny didn’t have that experience ……… until some years later. We took the two boys to Disney and arranged to meet George and Arlene halfway at a Pizzeria in Ft. Pierce(?). For two hours George needled the boys, tickled them, picked Johnny up and held him up-side-down, got them all worked up for the 2 ½ hour ride home. Johnny got his indoctrination.
Later we began annual vacations to South Florida, and always (25 Yrs) made arrangements to visit George and Arlene who were both so hospitable, always making us feel special with home cooking and also sharing some nice local eateries with us. George even shared his bud light. Miss you George.

Flooded with memories of my dear big bro. When I was like 5, George used to take me shoe shining with him. I would wear my grubbiest clothes and a schmutz of shoe polish on my face. He said I got him big tips.
Fishing was always an adventure. It started the night before catching nightcrawlers. I would hold the coffee can because he was the expert. God forbid if I got ahead of him and scared the worms back into their holes. Then on the bus ride to Rahway Park he would say “The Lunkers are Lurkin”! We’d catch minnows by hand in the creek and carry them to The Waterworks Falls where we caught pickeral.
We shared an apartment for about two years. The novel will be released soon. 🙂
When he found me talking to Arlene in Taystee Spot he made it clear that I was in his territory.
The cast of characters I call my siblings are not complete without him, but he lives on in our hearts and minds and our prayers.
May our heavy hearts be lightened with the memories we cherish, especially Arlene, George and Jamie and their beautiful young families.
Love you, brother. See you on the other side one day.

We will miss you dearly dear George you were a good person a great neighbor, always with a smile . Our condolences to Arlene, Jamie, Georgie and all the Trotter family We couldn’t have had a better neighbor and we still have! we are here for all of you. Rest in peace dear George you are an Angel in Heaven . Your friends and Neighbors Orlando and Gabriela.

Where do I begin with the memories of my big brother George?
He was a good listener and always there for advice whenever I needed it. I always admired his art skills and how dedicated he was to the hobbies he loved throughout his life like fishing, tennis, pool & golf.
One of my favorite memories was when he was on leave from the Navy. He would take a day and spend it with his 6 yr old sister.
A walk to Warnanco Park, ice cream and a balloon!
When he returned from the service and lived back at home for a while I remember him loudly belting out Tom Jones songs. To this day I can practically remember all the words to the songs.
Whenever visiting George and Arlene in Florida they would always open their house and hearts and make you feel like royalty!
He loved his family more than anything and he was so proud of his kids and grandkids.
He never ended a call without saying “I love you”
Rest peacefully big brother.
Always in my heart ❤️

George and I have been friends for over 50 years. We were both assigned to CINCPACFLT (Commander in Chief, U.S. Pacific Fleet.) So many good times in Honolulu in the late 60s and early 70s. Strangely, we also both served on the USS Constellation but not at the same time. George was the constant life of the party in Honolulu. I will forever miss you. May the peace of the Risen Lord descend on the Trotter family during this time of bereavement. ……………Johnny B. Goode!!

George, as well as my husband John’s other 3 brothers and four sisters, are truly my family too. As an only child I was blessed with entering the Trotter family and have always enjoyed and appreciated spending time with the whole family. Every year, for 22 years now, we visit George and Arlene in Florida. They open their doors, arms, and hearts to us and always make us feel welcome. Jamie and Georgie and their children try to visit while we’re there and also welcome us with open arms. Arlene has cooked some great meals for us over the years and George has grilled some great meats on his grill. He surprised us once with making dessert by grilling fresh pineapples. We enjoyed them so much that he grilled them every year we went down to visit. It became our little joke by texting pictures of us eating these grilled pineapples to the rest of the sibs because for many years he only made them especially for us when we visited. We would joke about us being his favorites. I know he made everyone who visited feel like his favorite. I love you, George. You will always be in my heart.

As many have already said, where do I begin with memories of my Uncle George? During annual family visits to Florida for Easter when I was younger, Uncle George would paint our (Jamie and I) nails so meticulously and draw Easter eggs and palm tree designs. While living in Florida with Uncle George and Aunt Arlene, there were fun random trips to Dairy Queen for a sweet treat, dinners and playing pool with him at Shenanigans (Of course, he would always win) and just relaxing on the back patio with a cold drink and good company. He was always there to talk to or give advice. There were many conversations that lead into tears from laughing so hard. Uncle George was full of life and welcomed me into his home while I went to school and considered me a second daughter. Cheers to you Uncle George! You are so missed.