Kristen S Kuhns [ksk]

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"Family Vignette: Uncle Hubert" 


Date Range: 1970 To 1995   Comments: 0   Views: 19,051
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My Mom has an older sister, Jane, who was married to Hubert, our Uncle Hubert Metzger. My mom was the youngest of five, and Aunt Jane and Hubert had 9 (? Mom need your help to get my facts straight!) children. They had a farm in Ohio between Columbus and Cleveland in a town called Shelby, where they all grew up.

Note: look at the Shelby, OH website!!!: 

"Visit the exciting City of Shelby, Ohio. Filled with wonderful people, great schools, booming industry and lots of tradition!"

awesome! Go Shelby Whippets!

Aunt Jane and Uncle Hubert have lived in Shelby and its vicinity as long as I can remember. They had a house that kept all those kids and their festivities in check. They had a farm, and a big (at least big to a kid) lake on their land. I had never known anyone who had their own lake before. I didn't like swimming in it because I was always afraid of the seaweed that would touch my legs when I couldn't see it.

Uncle Hubert was such a great uncle. We were kids mostly when we'd go visit and he always welcomed everyone with a huge, booming voice. I was "Kristopher Kolumbus" (since I was Kristen from Columbus). So we'd get to the door and he'd bellow out "Hey it's the Kuhns's" and "Welcome Kristopher Kolumbus!" He wasn't a touchy feely kind of guy but never did anyone step foot to that house who was not made to feel welcome.

Uncle Hubert was tall, very thin, and had a voice that go for miles. He would wear brown pants and short sleeved golfing type shirts tucked in with a belt. Always very neat. He used to take us out to the back and let us get up on the huge farm tractor. He was the one who would call all the kids in when it was dinner time, or warn us to stay away from the boats or get away from the lake at night. I can remember his voice often calling through the night air for us to come in, be careful, watch out....


He had a big old, maybe gold? plaid? chair that sat by the window where he'd relax in the evening and where he could see anyone who came up to the door. I remember always thinking it was weird that their front door was on the side, but realized later they just never used the front door - everyone came in the side and that was the one with the brick porch (room for us kids to take off our muddy/snowy shoes and clothes) and faced the peaceful view of the lake.

Uncle Hubert died from a heart attack, from what I was told when he was driving. That image of my imagination has always haunted me. I just can't imagine that someone who so filled a room was actually quieted.

Aunt Jane I saw recently at my sister's wedding. Besides being a little bit shorter :) she looked spunky and as fit as she ever had managing that huge household of people (can you even imagine a house full of teenagers)?

I used to go along their stairs and look at the high school head shots taken by all the children. Studying them grow up via pictures. The feathered long hair and tight striped clothing favored by the 70's was my overlasting impression.

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