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Cemetery Location Map to Gravesite |
Birth Date: 6/14/1903
Death Date: 6/4/1971
Washington Park East Cemetery
Garden of Living Cross, Lot 311, Grave 3
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Hugh enjoyed caring for his house and yard, often earning extra money by sharpening saw blades. Visits from friends and family were always special, especially around the dinner table, playing Euchre or Poker. His arthritis worsened and he suffered a stroke in April, 1971 and passed away June 4th of the same year.
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Hugh was the youngest of four boys, three sisters and two half-sisters.
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Hugh is the only boy in the front row wearing a tie, probably 5th grade at Crothersville School. He was "at home" in the woods and watermelon patches of Jackson County.
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Married in 1935 at the age of 33 to Francis Arnell Hardin during the hard "depression times", they lived in Seymour, IN. He doted over their first child, Rosalie who was named after a poplar song by Bing Crosby. Sons, Gordon, Stephen and Dennis followed.
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Hugh worked as a lathe operator at Indiana Gear Works. He enjoyed good neighbors, poker and music parties and his family.
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Grandchildren and the many kids they babysat over the years were very special to Hugh and Arnell. A few even called him "Honey" since that's what Arnell called him. Hugh enjoyed his purple martin house, gardening and telling hunting and fishing stories about the Franklin bottoms and Muscatatuck River.
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Retired from American Bearing in 1965, Hugh and Arnell enjoyed their home and their growing family.
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Hugh never forgot "special occasion" gifts for his "Honey" like flowers and boxes of chocolates. For their first Christmas in their home on Carson, he enjoys seeing the joy in her face as she models her new "fur" coat while he enjoys his new recliner.
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Hugh enjoyed caring for his house and yard, often earning extra money by sharpening saw blades. Visits from friends and family were always special, especially around the dinner table, playing Euchre or Poker. His arthritis worsened and he suffered a stroke in April, 1971 and passed away June 4th of the same year.
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Here are some comments Dad made that taught us a lesson. #1 "Whatever you do, do it the best you can." "It's not luck, if you meant to do it." "You've got the gun. If you think you see it, shoot it." "Make sure you do what you want to do when you're young." He also taught me reverence for the outdoors which I tried to pass on to my children and grandchildren.
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Though Dad never shared much from his childhood aside from hunting stories, I know he was a very hardworking man and that he always wanted the very best for his wife and family. This carved nickel sculpture of a squirrel which he made will always remind us of his love of the outdoors.
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