JOHN CHUCKMAN: CHICAGO TRIBUNE NEWSPAPER IN MEMORIAM FOR ROBERT SORENSEN MY BELOVED FATHER-IN-LAW AND DEAR FRIEND:
Robert Peter Sorensen, born Chicago Sept. 11, 1909, to Oscar Sorensen and Catherine Keeley; died March 14, 1990; buried March 16, 1990, Park Lawn Cemetery, Toronto, Canada.
Known to friends as Rip. He was part of a generation that dearly loved the city and the kind of man no one ever regretted calling a friend.
Now, he's back with Barney and the boys from the Ravenswood Line.
"It's nice, but it's not Chicago."
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MEMORIAL FOR MY MOTHER - AS PRINTED IN CHICAGO TRIBUNE:
Death Notice in the Chicago Tribune, Sunday, December 3, 1995:
PARA (CHUCKMAN)
Etta Lucille Para, in Quartzsite, AZ, Nov. 30, after a long struggle. Born Sept. 19, 1923, Clinton, IN, the daughter of William N. and Nellie McIntosh. Etta came to Chicago for opportunity after high school, a working girl with big dreams about the city. Not many years later, she was left alone to raise two young sons, a task to which she devoted herself, earning their living and creating a loving home, first in Hyde Park and later in South Shore.
Her bravery, devotion, and fierce honesty in the face of great obstacles were remarkable. The last quarter century of her life was blessed with a loving husband, “Wayne” Joseph Para, who cared for her to the end. She is survived by her husband in Arizona; her two sons, John and Bill Chuckman, three grandchildren, John, Bob, and Julie Chuckman, in Canada, and sister, Wilma McIntosh, in Chicago. Her ashes will be buried in Indiana at a later date.
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JOHN CHUCKMAN: ON THE DEATH OF AN OLD GOOD FRIEND:
WRITTEN FOR AN INTERNET NEWSLETTER ADDRESSING THE OLD CHICAGO NEIGHBORHOOD RESIDENTS:
My old good friend, Preston E. Uney (Bradwell 1959/ South Shore 1963), died on July 7, 2008. He was an aeronautical engineer living with his wife and children in Colorado.
Preston's dad ran a small toy store on Stony Island in the 1960s until the changing neighborhood destroyed his business. The family lived for many years in a small house on Kingston Ave. just south of 79th.
His older sister, Marie, taught us both to dance, however awkward the results. His father, an immigrant from Russia, used to tell electrifying stories of the Russian Front in WWII.
Preston was an interesting independent-minded kid who must have been the only student carrying a Socialist Labor Party sign around South Shore High in the 1960 Kennedy-Nixon presidential campaign. He will be missed.
