I did not have the chance to meet Bernard. Everything that I have heard about him is that he was an extremely kind and generous man. Here are some of the things that I have learned about Bernard:
- He was born August 25, 1918 in Detroit, Michigan
- He had two sisters and a brother
- His mother died young
- He attended and graduated from Notre Dame University
- He married Hilda Ruth on March 1, 1941 in Detroit, Michigan
- He was a mechanical engineer and manager for Chrysler Corporation
- He has six children, 16 grandchildren and 25 great grandchildren
- He died February 23, 1976
Please add any comments, corrections, additions and stories. I am sure we all have memories of him to contribute.
Wow, 35 years today that my Dad has been gone.
ReplyDeleteMy fondest memories of Dad were going with him to all of the sporting events that he enjoyed so much. Whether it be the hydroplanes races, one of the local pro teams, his beloved Fighting Irish or just a local high school basketball game, Dad wanted to go. We went to the 5th game of the 1968 World Series together and also witnessed Gordie Howe break Rocket Richard's scoring record. I never cared that we often had standing room only tickets or if we did get seats that they were obstructed view, I just liked going with him.
Thankfully, I'll always have the memories of those times together with Dad.
Kevin
As my brother Kevin noted in the blog posted just before this one, today is the anniversary of Dad's death. I always think of him on this date. Just a few days ago, I heard the Luther Vandross song, "Dance with My Father Again," and a rather sentimental memory came flooding back that would be appropriate to share on this anniversary. Dominican High School (my alma mater) held an annual father/daughter dance that I attended with my father. Dad was a quiet man not given to big shows of emotion. I think he may have shared my awkwardness at this high school event. I remember dancing with him and feeling very safe and secure with him even though we didn't have very much to say to one another during the dance itself. I felt special that night. It remains one of my favorite memories of my father, one that only he and I shared.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Margie, for starting this blog. I hope to share other memories as time goes on. I look forward to reading what others have to say about this humble and much missed gentleman.
Martha