John Neil Gilmer

February 7, 1941 - November 19, 2010


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Thursday, December 22, 2011

A penny for your thoughts - 1909 VDB style.

One Christmas, all I wanted was a penny - a 1909 VDB (the first wheat penny) I saw at Ben Franklin. (I have no idea why a retail store like that had a coin collection in the rolling glass display case- but it did.) So I showed it to Dad- he didn't buy it, didn't seem interested. A couple days later I see a bulge in Dad's wallet shaped like the coin and coin holder. Well this shape in his wallet became more and more pronounced, of course, as the days passed. Every time he set his wallet down I could see the shape of the coin holder- and I knew what it was. But I couldn't tell him what it was or let on that I knew - it was a surprise right? This went on for, in kid time, about 6 months. It was probably, really, about two to three weeks? Well, anyway, the coin landed under the tree on Christmas day. The indention remained in his wallet for months later. The memory and the coin - the only one in my collection - has stayed with me forever.

Looking back on it now, it seems like his wallet was always set on the table with the coin indention up. Still not sure if he was careless, teaching me about patience, or if he just wanted to see how I would react? Irregardless, the $5 or so coin, in not so great shape, takes me back now 35 years to a five and dime store with my Dad.


I hope that this is and isn't like Danny DeVitto in "Throw Momma from the Train", when he showed off his coin collection? Movie clip link below.
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Dean

Neil's ashes flow in this creek behind the Gilmer farm, where he played as a kid.

Gilmer/Butter's Farm House where Neil grew up - on Gilmer Rd, Greens Fork, Indiana. The long, long gravel drive on Gilmer Rd made a sound under the car - - the unforgetable, but familiar prelude to your visit there. (As a kid, to me, it felt like a visit back in time.) The creek is never the same. If you don't know the local weather a trip down the hill to see is always enlightening. Dry? High? Still? Passable? Dangerous?

Dean

Ellen's first visit to her Dad's stone - December 2011

Graveside - December 2011

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Big Cars




I bought a 1983 Lincoln the other day. Not sure why except it is in such great shape. Everything about it reminds me of Neil and his 1985 Grand Marquis. I will never forget when he finally got rid of that car and brought home a little "toy" Mercury Sable company car. It was like they took away his 10 gauge and gave him a squirt gun. Not happy with the "mid-grade" car selection now afforded, every bump in the road the Sable couldn't take as the Grand Marquis had was a personal insult to him. I wonder if anyone at Eaton pointed out this obvious slight? He likely would not have missed it had the tables been turned, I am sure.

Dean