George Jack Banks, Jr.

Birth date: Sep 12, 1940 Death date: Feb 25, 2020

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Eric Weekd

292w ago

in honor of George.

I remember really really good times visiting with uncle George and Aunt Doris and cousin Lisa in Chicago. My memories tell me of a Chevrolet Monte Carlo, riding in the back seat with my brother Eddie (sometimes my sister CC) while my father Eddie B rode shotgun, with Uncle George at the wheel. It felt like we were going really really fast, the music was loud and some real grown folk talk going on up front. Good times!

Uncle George exuded strength, confidence and it seemed like he owned the city! Everywhere we went it felt like we were special guests of Uncle George - which was awesome. Being 5,6,7years old, to me Uncle George was like an Action Hero and our black super hero! Thanks for the good times and making us feel like family. Rest In Peace...

Eric Weeks

A lit candle with a soft flame, surrounded by small white flowers and green leaves, set against a warm yellow background.

Stan Fung-Cap

293w ago

I met Mr. Banks in 1978 while dating his daughter Lisa. Although he was not a man of many words when he did speak it was firm; direct & wise. I remember once I sought his advise on a personal matter & he replied with a laugh & a smile saying "Stan you're a good man you'll figure it out." As a young man that left an indelible impression knowing that he trusted me with one of his most prized possessions~his daughter. That mutual respect grew throughout the years & it's with fond memories I think of how as a young man his wise words helped cultivate me into the man I am today!
I will miss his wise advise but Heaven has gained an Angel!

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Marcella Pitts-Mcintosh

293w ago

I am saddened to hear that Mr. Banks has earned his wings. He and Jackie are watching over you, my friend, Lisa. My fondest memory of Mr. Banks was when I asked him if I could join the police force when I grew up. After he took a puff of his cigar, he looked at me and told me that I was to short. The police department had a height requirement. I am glad that I was to short.

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