Richard (Dick) George Beane, Jr. was born in Port Huron, Michigan. He married Eva Ruth Moore on January 29, 1933. They started out their married life in an old ice house that he turned into a small home for them and that is where they were living when my Uncle Don was born in 1934. By the time my mother was born in 1936, they had bought a house and a small farm. Within a few more years, they had moved back into town and bought a house with a gas station next door.From there, they also sold used cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles. He loved motorcycles and rode to Daytona Beach,FL on more than one occasion with my Grandmother in the sidecar. They eventually moved there in 1957. While in Michigan, they also owned a racetrack, The Sunset Speedway, where they had stock car and motorcycle races. Several well known motorcycle racers of the time raced there in the late 1940's & early 1950's.
I don't have any memories of my Grandfather as he died when I was only 2 years old. My sister, however, is 10 years older than me and she remembers him well. She adds:
"He bought a new car every two years whether we needed it or not. He could be a lot of fun. He once wrote a letter to the Ormond Beach Police Department when they asked him to trim the weeds behind the bar they owned there, 'The Den.' The police asked him to trim the weeds as they got the pant legs of the officer's uniform wet when they would check the property and that thier budget didn't include money for cleaning the officer's pants every day. He wrote back to them that he was sorry, but that due to high taxes, he couldn't afford to cut them nor could he pay his barmaid a decent wage. Since the weeds tickled her when she took out the trash, he felt badly that he would take away the one happiness she had and that if he cut them, the stubs from the weeds would hurt her feet because the only shoes she could afford wouldn't protect her feet. The police department didn't respond. :-)
He also went down Orchard St. one day chasing the dog with nothing on but a towel and a football helmet. It was hysterical. He and Grama would take me along for rides every Sunday. They would often stop at a bar or two and I would get to play shuffleboard. They spoiled me terribly. He bought Grama a quarter-carat diamond necklace for Christmas in 1966. He was going to add a quarter carat to it each year. He never got to because he died four months later."
Twenty nine years and one day later, his wife Eva joined him on thier next journey.
A huge thanks to my sister, Deana Sallee for her help with this!
I don't have any memories of my Grandfather as he died when I was only 2 years old. My sister, however, is 10 years older than me and she remembers him well. She adds:
"He bought a new car every two years whether we needed it or not. He could be a lot of fun. He once wrote a letter to the Ormond Beach Police Department when they asked him to trim the weeds behind the bar they owned there, 'The Den.' The police asked him to trim the weeds as they got the pant legs of the officer's uniform wet when they would check the property and that thier budget didn't include money for cleaning the officer's pants every day. He wrote back to them that he was sorry, but that due to high taxes, he couldn't afford to cut them nor could he pay his barmaid a decent wage. Since the weeds tickled her when she took out the trash, he felt badly that he would take away the one happiness she had and that if he cut them, the stubs from the weeds would hurt her feet because the only shoes she could afford wouldn't protect her feet. The police department didn't respond. :-)
He also went down Orchard St. one day chasing the dog with nothing on but a towel and a football helmet. It was hysterical. He and Grama would take me along for rides every Sunday. They would often stop at a bar or two and I would get to play shuffleboard. They spoiled me terribly. He bought Grama a quarter-carat diamond necklace for Christmas in 1966. He was going to add a quarter carat to it each year. He never got to because he died four months later."
Twenty nine years and one day later, his wife Eva joined him on thier next journey.
A huge thanks to my sister, Deana Sallee for her help with this!
Richard (Dick) George Beane, Jr. was born in Port Huron, Michigan. He married Eva Ruth Moore on January 29, 1933. They started out their married life in an old ice house that he turned into a small home for them and that is where they were living when my Uncle Don was born in 1934. By the time my mother was born in 1936, they had bought a house and a small farm. Within a few more years, they had moved back into town and bought a house with a gas station next door.From there, they also sold used cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles. He loved motorcycles and rode to Daytona Beach,FL on more than one occasion with my Grandmother in the sidecar. They eventually moved there in 1957. While in Michigan, they also owned a racetrack, The Sunset Speedway, where they had stock car and motorcycle races. Several well known motorcycle racers of the time raced there in the late 1940's & early 1950's.
I don't have any memories of my Grandfather as he died when I was only 2 years old. My sister, however, is 10 years older than me and she remembers him well. She adds:
"He bought a new car every two years whether we needed it or not. He could be a lot of fun. He once wrote a letter to the Ormond Beach Police Department when they asked him to trim the weeds behind the bar they owned there, 'The Den.' The police asked him to trim the weeds as they got the pant legs of the officer's uniform wet when they would check the property and that thier budget didn't include money for cleaning the officer's pants every day. He wrote back to them that he was sorry, but that due to high taxes, he couldn't afford to cut them nor could he pay his barmaid a decent wage. Since the weeds tickled her when she took out the trash, he felt badly that he would take away the one happiness she had and that if he cut them, the stubs from the weeds would hurt her feet because the only shoes she could afford wouldn't protect her feet. The police department didn't respond. :-)
He also went down Orchard St. one day chasing the dog with nothing on but a towel and a football helmet. It was hysterical. He and Grama would take me along for rides every Sunday. They would often stop at a bar or two and I would get to play shuffleboard. They spoiled me terribly. He bought Grama a quarter-carat diamond necklace for Christmas in 1966. He was going to add a quarter carat to it each year. He never got to because he died four months later."
Twenty nine years and one day later, his wife Eva joined him on thier next journey.
A huge thanks to my sister, Deana Sallee for her help with this!
I don't have any memories of my Grandfather as he died when I was only 2 years old. My sister, however, is 10 years older than me and she remembers him well. She adds:
"He bought a new car every two years whether we needed it or not. He could be a lot of fun. He once wrote a letter to the Ormond Beach Police Department when they asked him to trim the weeds behind the bar they owned there, 'The Den.' The police asked him to trim the weeds as they got the pant legs of the officer's uniform wet when they would check the property and that thier budget didn't include money for cleaning the officer's pants every day. He wrote back to them that he was sorry, but that due to high taxes, he couldn't afford to cut them nor could he pay his barmaid a decent wage. Since the weeds tickled her when she took out the trash, he felt badly that he would take away the one happiness she had and that if he cut them, the stubs from the weeds would hurt her feet because the only shoes she could afford wouldn't protect her feet. The police department didn't respond. :-)
He also went down Orchard St. one day chasing the dog with nothing on but a towel and a football helmet. It was hysterical. He and Grama would take me along for rides every Sunday. They would often stop at a bar or two and I would get to play shuffleboard. They spoiled me terribly. He bought Grama a quarter-carat diamond necklace for Christmas in 1966. He was going to add a quarter carat to it each year. He never got to because he died four months later."
Twenty nine years and one day later, his wife Eva joined him on thier next journey.
A huge thanks to my sister, Deana Sallee for her help with this!
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