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Gus looks like a cool dude -- anyone I know :)
Sue
Hey there, Sue,
Gus was my uncle and he was a very interesting character. I was shocked when I stumbled upon this "cool dude" in a pile of old pics. For all the years I'd known him, he always had an unlit stogie in one corner of his mouth but I'd never seen him with a cigarette. Unfortunately, he died in 2002 at the age of 83.
He looks to me as if he fits in the 50's, not so much Happy Days and Fonzie sort of fiftiesh, but reminds me a bit of my father in his appearance, not his looks. It was men who had just returned from "over there". Cigarettes had not yet been branded the killer we know them to be today. They were good men, hard-working men, part of "the great generation".....
That pretty much sums it up, Jim. Grew up working on the farm, he then worked as a carpenter in construction for the better part of his life until he retired. Though at first, his attire looked like a leather jacket, I realized, on closer inspection that it was actually a uniform.
Interestingly, uncle Gus had enlisted during WWII but had been rejected because of his complete deafness in one ear. His ear drum had been busted by a slap from the teacher at the one-room school he attended as a young lad. (Would not want to have been that teacher faced with my grampa, the one in an earlier post) I think that particular rejection haunted him.
Actually, he'd also suffered rejection from someone he'd wanted to marry. He remained a confirmed bachelor the rest of his life. Strange how I'd never put those two together before and it gives me a deeper understanding of how he chose to live. Sad.
Though he had no dependents, he died almost penniless. There is speculation that most of his money was drained by a woman with whom he was infatuated. The woman happened to live in the same house as the one who'd rejected him all those years ago, another fact I'd not put together until right now.
We eat, we work, we sleep, and for many of us it often seems like the circle is just that: a boring bit of life. Yet, if we take the time, we can stand in the wings of almost anyone'else's life and find a story that speaks to our heart...
So very true, my friend.
He does look like a cool dude! I was very glad to read more of his story in your comments. How very interesting!
Hi Annie,
I'm still learning about him and putting his story together and yet, I knew him my whole life. Funny how we think we know someone....
you caught the 50's quite well. and once again we have Jim (and Susan) to thank for getting some words out of you.
Thanks, Wayne. Yes, questions and comments are good therapy! Oh, here's another tidbit that came to me as I was thinking about your comment.
I remember standing outside the small town hospital in late April. Not ten minutes after he died, I heard the church bells peeling and realized that they were for him. I'd never experienced that before and it touched me profoundly.
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