As told by Lance Ware:
I asked George one time, “Can you get behind the wheel of this car? I’ve got to pull it.” He replied, “No, I don’t drive.” So I asked him, “Why don’t you drive?” He said, “Well, my brother and I got together, made enough money, and bought a car. We were driving home; it was dark, and we hit a culvert, about axle-high. And when I woke up,” – in the picture you see this big scar on his forehead, and he said, “You see this scar? When I woke up, I had this big scar on my head, and my brother was laying there dead. My mother never forgave me. She forbade us to buy the car, and we countermanded her decision, and I’ve never driven again and I will not drive.”
One day I came by to see him and a woman was sitting there. He said, “This is my sis, Janet.” She hadn’t seen him since before WWII, and this was in the late 70’s. She said she had decided to look him up and find him, and, “Poof, here we are.” She said, “I’m going to find our other brother.” George said the last he had heard, his brother was in California. His brother Weldon was indeed living in Monterey, California; he died in 1990 and was survived by a daughter and two sons.