I was born in the month called July, 1624, at Drayton-in-the-Clay, in Leicestershire. My father's name was Christopher Fox; he was by profession a weaver, an honest man; and there was a seed of God in him. The neighbours called him Righteous Christer. My mother was an upright woman; her maiden name was Mary Lago, of the family of the Lagos, and of the stock of the martyrs.

In my very young years I had a gravity and stayedness of mind and spirit, not usual in children; insomuch that when I saw old men behave lightly and wantonly towards each other, I had a dislike thereof raised in my heart, and said within myself "If ever I come to be a man, surely I shall not do so, nor be so wanton".

Afterwards, as I grew up, my relations thought to make me a priest; but others persuaded them to the contrary: whereupon I was put to a man, a shoemaker by trade, but who dealt in wool and was a grazier and sold cattle; and a great deal went through my hands.. While I was in that service, I used in my dealings the word verily, and it was a common saying among people who knew me "If George says verily, there is no altering him". People had generally a love to me for my innocency and honesty.