George William Jones Thursday, June 16, 1938 - Monday, August 7, 2017

Fort Ashby, WV – George William Jones, 79, of Fort Ashby, WV, formerly of Baltimore, MD, passed away Monday, August 7, 2017, at Western Maryland Regional Medical Center.
Born June 16, 1938, in Baltimore, MD, Mr. Jones was the son of the late Percy V. Jones and Bertie M. (Wilder) Braun.  He was also preceded in death by his sister: Catherine Jones; and his brother: Charles Jones.
George is survived by his daughter: Varonda Hamilton and husband, Michael; his son: Walter Jones; his four brothers: Ronald Jones; Philip Braun; Albert Braun; and James Jones.  He is also survived by three sisters-in-law:  Darlen Jones; Linda Braun; and Judy Braun.
Per Mr. Jones’ request, he will be cremated and services will be private.

A light has gone out of the world, and out of my life. My friend of 30 years is gone. Never again will I answer the phone and hear, " Hello Darlin", in that Baltimore City drawl. Never again will I know that my first Birthday card every year, will be from George.   George and I started to work together in Reading, Pa, in 1987, at an agency for people with disabilities. Although he had never done this kind of work before, he was a natural. The clients loved him, and he loved the clients. He was our Santa Claus for years at our annual Christmas parties. During this time, and for all of the years that he lived in Reading, we remained close friends. I remember the day that he brought his little brown dog, Sandy home, having saved her life by picking her up in the pouring rain, on the Beltway. He was a gentle giant, full of annoying corny jokes, and I couldn't help but love him. He was a good, kind, soul.  I have wonderful memories of visiting Catherine, and going to his beloved Baltimore City, as he called it. He took me to the pre Camden Yards baseball field, which was an overgrown lot, and he introduced me to a Baltimore ice cream treat, the name of which I can't remember. He told me great stories, that as a police officer, he would hang out at Fell's point with the likes of Director/Producer John Waters, of the Original Hairsray, and Pee Wee Reese, who wrote "The Tennesse Waltz". He was so very kind to my Father in the last few months of his life, and he was always so solicitious to his beloved Mother. Thank you so much, Lenny, for calling me, as I had ask you to. I will miss my friend, terribly, but his spirit will always be with me, and I will never forget him.When I hear him kiddingly say  "Honey, I'm Home", or  "Hello Darlin", I will chuckle and smile.  Bronwen