We knew him as Jack. I do not know why, but since he was young. He was in the Army in the mid-fifties. Dad said he did experiments with explosives. He got to blow things up. He had a race car that he pulled on a trailer with his checkered cab to races in Ramon WI. It was a dirt track. He worked in a sorgum factory near Cedar Rapids Iowa. Dad and Jack coon hunted. Jack made a bow and tried his hand at shooting coon one night with a bow and arrow. He loved sea food and on Friday nights he and Rita would go out for dinner. He enjoyed classical music and liked to listen to it on his loud stereo. Jack would come and visit family. Mom and dad made it down to FL to see Jack a few times. Jack was a man of few words but enjoyed sitting with family and visiting. We love him and he will be greatly missed.