My condolences to his family. I never knew how accomplished he was, even though I knew him as Uncle Bruse. When we would gather at Grandma and Grandpa Davison's for Christmas, He and his family would be there. We only saw them once a year as they lived farther away from us than our other Aunt and Uncle. But, they came every year, and I was always impressed by them in some way. I remember Uncle Bruse as always smiling. I still have a very vivid memory of him, at our Christmas Day dinner at the farm. I didn't know him very well, but he is a cherished memory from my past that I am forever thankful for.