| Parents: |
Rupert George Stimler Viola Alleane Hunt |
| Notes: | At the time of the April 19, 1930 census, Rupert was 8 years old and living with his parents and six siblings in their |
| own home valued at $1,500 in Foley Village, Benton, Minnesota. His father was working as a mechanic in a garage.
Six-year-old brother Spencer was attending school, and Junior and the rest of his siblings were at home with their mother.
Their parents were married when their father was 21 and their mother was 23 years old.
At the time of the Apr. 27, 1940 U.S. Federal census, Rupert was 18 years old and living with his parents and eight siblings ranging in age from 16 to 5 years in a house rented for $16/month in Buffalo, Wright, Minnesota. His father had completed his education through his junior year of high school, and his mother had completed three years of college. All their children were attending school with the exception of Junior and his youngest sibling, five-year-old brother Gilbert. Junior had never attended school. In April 1935 the family had been living in a rented house in Benton County, Minnesota. His father was employed as an auto mechanic in a garage; he had worked 26 weeks and was unemployed for 7 weeks in 1939, earning $750 that year. Gayle (Stimler) Hubsel reminisces on her Uncle Junior: "As you probably know, my family lived very close to Grandma and Grandpa Stimler. My brothers (Glenn and Grant) and I obviously spent a great deal of time with them, and with Uncle Junior. "When I was looking at the picture of him so many memories came to me... Grandma always had a canary for him. He loved that bird (wish I could remember its name) ... Grandma always said that Uncle Junior would do everything he could tell her if the bird was hungry or not feeling well. Of course Uncle Junior couldn't talk the way you and I can ... but for a man who wasn't able to verbalize in the "normal" sense we always seemed to know what he wanted. "We'd NEVER go over to Grandma and Grandpa's without spending some time with Uncle Junior ... greeting him was the only time we were allowed to yell in the house ... we'd stand at the bottom of the stairs and holler to let him know we were there. I can remember going up and just talking to him and letting him know my childhood worries ... somehow he had a way of making me feel better. "But boy, if I was in trouble with Grandma he sure let his displeasure be known. I'm not sure which I dreaded more, Grandma's wrath or Uncle Junior's when he found out I'd gotten into some sort of mischief! Grandma had this wall plaque that was a dog house with little dogs you could hang inside the door. When we'd get in trouble Grandma would hang a dog in the door and tell Uncle Junior we were "in the doghouse with her". At first he'd be mad at us, but then you'd hear him laughing at the thought. "I can remember tripping over the carpet one time and rolling down the stairs ... it wasn't uncommon for us to slide down those stairs on our butts, so the sound didn't alert the grown-ups when I fell ... it was Uncle Junior yelling ... he was always watching out for us in his own way. "I truly believe he died of a broken heart after the passing of Grandma. "I'm not sure why his link struck such a cord with me, perhaps it's because I see wonderful memories posted about so many others and while the poem is lovely, it doesn't show how truly human he was... He gave a lot of love and was loved so much in return. People need to know that despite his physical limitations, he made a difference in the lives of his family. He was a good man." -- from an October 22, 2004 e-mail |
| Ancestry: | The Balder Line |
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| The Johannes Keller Line | |
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