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Salutations! I am His Royal Highness Prince George Edward Alexander Edmund of Great Britain and Ireland, the fourth son of King George V and Queen Mary, and a grandson of King Edward VII. Mostly everyone, however, calls me Georgie. I'm the second youngest (well, technically, the youngest now, since my younger brother, Johnnie, died in 1919) of six children. Ahead of me, there's David (or Edward, the Prince of Wales), Bertie (Albert, Duke of York), Mary, and Henry (Harry).
I was born on December 20, 1902 at York Cottage, Sandringham, the fifth child and fourth boy, born almost two years after my great-grandmother, Queen Victoria died, so unlike my older siblings, I never knew her. (Although Harry was just a baby when she died, so he doesn't really count...) When I was baptised the following January, my parents decided to have the bishop use "ordinary water" as opposed to water from the Jordan River, which is usually used for royal christenings, so I supposed I'm rather an ordinary fellow because of it! At birth, I was known as "HRH Prince George of Wales." When my father ascended the throne on May 6, 1910, I became "HRH The Prince George." There's an interesting story about my father's coronation in 1911. My elder siblings and I were riding in an open carriage, when David and Bertie decided they wanted more room, so they tried to stuff me under the seat. Of course, I wasn't going without a fight, and so sister Mary had to separate us, managing to lose her coronet in the process.
 Like my brothers, I was given a tutor as a small child. I followed Harry to St. Peter's Court Preparatory School at Broadstairs in Kent. At thirteen, I went to the naval college at Osbourne, like David and Bertie (and my father before us) where I was absolutely miserable, and Dartmouth. I stayed in the navy until 1929, serving on the HMS Iron Duke and later the HMS Nelson. After leaving the navy, I held posts at the Foreign Office and the Home Office, the first member of the British Royal Family to work as a civil servant. At the start of World War II, I went back into military service at the rank of rear admiral, serving on the Intelligence Division of the Admiralty. I transferred to the Royal Air Force in 1940.
I was created Duke of Kent on 12 October, 1934, and the following month, on November 29 1934, I married Princess Marina of Greece and Denmark, the daughter of Prince Nicholas of Greece and Denmark and the Grand Duchess Elena Vladmirovna of Russia, at Westminster Abbey. Ours was the last marriage between a son of a British Sovereign and a member of a foreign royal house to date.  We had three children: Prince Edward George Nicholas Patrick of Kent, born August 9, 1935; Princess Alexandra Helen Elizabeth Olga Christabel of Kent, born on Christmas Day of 1936; and Prince Michael George Charles Franklin (the latter because one of his godfathers was President Franklin Roosevelt.) who was born on July 2, 1942. A family friend remarked once: 'the Duke seems to love this tiny infant. Every evening, he leaves the table shortly after ten o'clock and carries his youngest son to the nursery and lays him in his cot and stands watching and watching. Nannie told me that each night she discreetly leaves the room, but she can hear the Duke talking softly to him. Perhaps he is unconsciously preparing him for the future.' Michael was christened the following month, but I was never able to watch my youngest son grow up. I was killed in an aeroplane crash near Caithness, Scotland on August 25, 1942, a few weeks after his christening. I was initially buried in St. George's Chapel, Windsor, but was later moved to the royal burial ground at Frogmore, Windsor.
Warmest Wishes,
Can you believe it? My brother David is married! He married the Grand Duchess Olga Nicholaevna of Russia on April 15, 1921, and she's now called Alexandra, Princess of Wales. They have a daughter, my first niece, HRH Princess Catherine Alexandra Victoria Mary Anna of Wales, who was born on 22 January 1922. It's obvious David (and everyone one else) is thrilled with little Kate (that's what we call her) although I don't know who's more thrilled, him, or my parents at the fact that he's finally settled down!
My brother Bertie, now the Duke of York, is recently married to Lady Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon. They don't have any children (as of right now) but I'm sure it won't be long before the little Yorks come along.
My only sister, Mary, is married to the Earl of Harewood and expecting her first child.
Harry, who is twenty-two, isn't married yet (although I think he hoped to marry Alexandra's sister, Anastasia!). As for me, I'm still a happy bachelor at nearly twenty, although I do have a serious infatuation for Princess Marina of Greece. She's nice, and also very pretty, but as she's not even sixteen yet, I'll do my best to bid my time until we're both a little older!
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