There's enough dead George's on this blog's database to start a Greek colony. Unfortunately for George Harrington his place is in the land of the ever after. The half-deaf nonagenarian had tired of life at Eloise and decided to venture back to his old haunts in Detroit. His mistake was following the death tracks between Eloise and his destination. An interurban heading the same way clipped him and lanced off his leg at the knee. Which proved to be a death sentence. Although there are four Harringtons in Eloise Cemetery, George isn't one of them.