W. CLEDUS STITES of rural Odon, Indiana, passed away October 9, 1999, at home. He was 79 years old and had been in failing health for three months.
Mr. Stites was born November 30, 1919 in Knox County, to Ezra and Lela (Utley) Stites. He married Vera A. Prather on December 3, 1939, and she survives.
Mr. Stites was a well-known farmer and community leader. He was also a former Federal Crop Inspector. He was a member of the Christian Church of Elnora, where he served as deacon and trustee. He was widely known as a collector and restorer of antique John Deere tractors and engines. He was a co-founder, charter member, and an officer of the White River Valley Antique Association and was instrumental in the growth of the club's antique show the past fifteen years. He enjoyed showing his antique engines at many other shows.
Surviving are two sons, Carl William Stites, Odon, and Kenneth Lee Stites, Parker City; a daughter, Rita Jane Melsheimer, Vincennes; eight grandchildren and eight great-grandchildren.
Submitted by Ben Chestnut, RR 2 Box 318A, Odon, Indiana 47562.
CYRIL 'BARNEY' E. DUSSEAU of Graytown, Ohio, died Monday, July 3, 2000. He was born February 11, 1927, to Cletus and Agnes Dusseau. He is survived by his wife, the former Donna L. Marsh, whom he married in Oregon, Ohio, January 10, 1948. He is also survived by sons Robert, Ed, Joe, and Jeff; daughters, Becky Rose, Renee Dusseau, Anitan Myerholtz, Lisa Hasselbach; sister Berna Limpf; 36 grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren.
Barney had an extensive collection of antique tractors which he sold at auction several years ago. He had several Fordsons and many other makes with the exception of John Deere. Barney didn't like their sound.
He hosted an Antique Plowing Days on his farm near Limestone during the 1980s. He enjoyed pulling his antiques in out-of-the-field form. Barney was an active member of the Sandusky County Restorers of Antique Power (SCRAP) and spent several days each August transporting his tractors to the show grounds on his venerable Chevrolet flatbed. He faced his final illness with characteristic good nature. He will be greatly missed by all of his associates and acquaintances.
Submitted by Dave Binning, Lindsey, Ohio.
'For in the day of trouble. He will conceal me in His tabernacle, in the secret place of His tent. He will hide me: He will lift me up on a rock.'--Psalm 27:5
As you read this, summer will be nearly over and the engine season coming to a close. Ed and I had high hopes for a wonderful summer traveling about to the shows, but it just wasn't to be.
The guy they called 'Mr. New Way,' ED GRIMSEY, very suddenly passed away on June 16, 2000, at the Cool-spring show, his first show of the season. Over the winter he had made a larger than ever inventory of New Way parts, and Ed was ready to meet the demands. He found there was a hunger of sorts for New Way parts, especially at the Dublin, New Hampshire, show. He had a tough time keeping up with the shrouds, though, as the West Coast engine men kept ordering them all winter.
Ed's last day on earth was a good one for him. Feeling well and happy, he purchased a 4' Lunkenheimer steam whistle and set it proudly on the shelf in his trailer window of whistles. He enjoyed working and rebuilding, and polishing steam whistles almost more than he did the engines. He hated to do flywheels.
Lee Pedersen had brought a tiny salesman sample meat grinder made in Mount Joy many years ago. He thought I'd like it so he brought it to our camper for me to see as though he needed my approval. I thought it was so nice and it made him happy to see my joy with this new present.
Ed sold some New Way parts. His engine parts had become his trademark. His work was just about flawless, and his reputation for being a super craftsman was known in many countries, and his business was growing.
This had become a way of life for Ed -to help others with their restorations, always willing to go the extra mile to teach others what he had learned. His God-given abilities always amazed me. Ed was a private man, in many ways a humble man. He really loved his engine buddies and would do anything for them. His theory was to teach so they could rise up and create a beautiful work of art in an engine.
Over the years there were two men Ed had come to love, Raymond Scholl and Don Grove. He was proud of them and their achievements and they became like sons to him.
Ed loved to spend a week of rest now and then at the Wolfe's farm in Peru, Indiana. It was a quiet, restful place where the deer could be seen now and then. It was a place where he and Ken could talk engines while Wendy and I could run around town shopping for flowers to plant in the garden. His little Sammy and Suzie loved to go for rides around the grounds in the golf cart. It was even more fun than the wagon rides he would give them in their wagon at the shows. Suzie would then beg for Ed to put her on their wooden swing and she would act like a queen as he gently pushed the swing for her. Sammy, on the other hand, continually looked for Kotzlof, the cat (correct spelling unknown). Someday he was going to get that cat!
Our last few hours together were so typical. We walked together while he pulled the dogs in the wagon at Cool-spring. We picked out a Pennsylvania Railroad can for our son, Eddie, a PRR collector. After supper, Josie and Dick Shelly stopped by to say goodnight, and we chatted with many people who walked by our camper.
Then very suddenly, while with Don Grove, Ed left the show grounds forever. Hopefully he will be remembered when we see a familiar green and red New Way chugging and sometimes smoking away at a show.
Ed's final resting place is at the Fort Indiantown Gap Military Cemetery where his marker reads, 'A Hero, Husband & Father.'
With all my heart I would like to thank the two men camped near us who tirelessly gave Ed CPR until the ambulance came. They never gave up. I would also like to thank all of my engine friends and those who were close by for the love and support they showed to us. Our son, Eddie, was there very early the next morning. He said 'I'm surprised at the closeness of the engine people and how they felt about Dad.' He thanks all of you for helping him and Don load up the trailer for the lonely trip down over Nittany Mountain to Lancaster County.
At the time of writing this, we are planning to take the inventory of parts and his 8 HP engine to Portland, Indiana. I hope Eddie will enjoy the show his dad loved the most. Thank you all for the prayers, flowers, e-mails, cards and expressions of sympathy extended toward us as we go through this tremendous loss. I was proud to be the wife of an old gas engine man.
Submitted by Lucille Grimsey, Mount Joy, PA