Monday, February 04, 2013
George C. Deecken died Feb. 2 at his Westport home. He was 90.
Born in Jersey City April 12, 1922, he graduated Dickinson High School at 16 and was hired by Price Waterhouse. In 1941 he joined the U.S. Army and was accepted into Officer Candidate School where he trained in Miami Beach and Los Angeles before being selected to attend Harvard Business School’s new Stat Control program.
As a first lieutenant, he learned to fly the C-47 and participated in assignments working for Army Air Force Intelligence in the China Burma India theater reporting to Gen. Joseph Stilwell. As captain, he became executive aide to Gen. William Knudsen of the Air Technical Service Command and later completed special projects in France and England for the newly established OSS.
After the war, having rejoined Price Waterhouse, he obtained his NYU bachelor’s degree at night and earned his CPA. In 1953, he was transferred to Price Waterhouse in Brussels, Belgium, where he met his future wife.
In the years that followed, he held executive positions at several Fortune 500 companies including vice president, finance with Remington Rand, senior vice president and controller of Chemical Bank, and finally executive vice president, chief financial officer, and director of Young & Rubicam.
In semi-retirement he was a professor at Sacred Heart University where in addition to teaching undergraduate courses in accounting, he helped establish the MBA program and taught graduate courses in controllership.
A 55-year resident of Westport, he enjoyed sailing on the Long Island Sound and playing golf with friends and family.
He is survived by his three sons, George and his wife Barbara, John, and James, and two grandchildren Richard and Christina. His wife, Josephine, died in 1991.
Service and interment are private.
In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to the Lake Delaware Boys Camp, Lake Delaware, Delhi, NY 13753.
Posted 02/04/13 at 05:21 PM
In 1977 when I started commuting, George was always the center of attention at the station in the morning. He held forth on a variety of topics, always with a level of humor that bordered on finished comedy. We couldn’t believe he was the same way at the office, but he was. He called me “Lee,” knowing it was not my name. Not sure why, but others in the “cluster” called me Lee for years. He was one of a kind.
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