Excerpt from "Memories of my Life," by Walter Helle: "As I grew older, I discovered that us children were sent off fishing so we would be out of the house while a new baby was being born. My brother Verle and I were the skinny ones in the family, and when he was three we were sent down to Grandma's on June 22, 1920. We were told to stay there and eat mulberries to fatten us up. Our older brother, Lloyd, came after us on June 23 and when we returned home, sure enough, we had another brother born who was named Gail. Mom had run out of boys names by now, and Gail was the last boy born into our family."
Charlotte wrote about her brother:
Gail, who was 18 months older than I and I were very close. We went to high school together. Gail was always gentle and loving.
Gail grew to manhood in Wyoming Illinois, where he assisted his father
in the hardwood lumber business. He graduated from Wyoming High School in1938 and in 1939 he married his high
school sweetheart, after her graduation. They became the parents of two daughters before he
enlisted in the U.S. Air Force in 1944. He served in the States until his
discharge in Nov. 1945. He reentered the family lumber business at Oregon, IL, later Savanna, IL and was at Monticello, Iowa when he
passed away in 1982. During the years 1950-1965 he was employed by Midwest
Transfer of Chicago, IL. His happiest years in his work were probably as manager of the Monticello Wood Products, 1971-1977 and his own
company, Tri-State Pallet 1977-1979 at Monticello with his wife and son. In the1970's Gail enjoyed "Scouting" when his son was in Boy Scouts.
Primarily, Gail was very family oriented and delighted in his children and grandchildren. As a child, Gail attended Sinnett Chapel
n. w. of Cuba, IL and later the Congregational Church of Wyoming, Illinois. In his
last days he expressed a desire to become of the Catholic religion, the religion of his grandparents, wife and children. His wife writes
that Gail thought all of their children were to be girls and he loved each and
every one of his daughters deeply. However, when his son arrived ten years after the last daughter, he must have been quite moved.
Besides always enjoying his work in the lumber and pallet business, the evenings
Gail spent with his brothers and families the last five months of his life were memorable to him.
(Sharon Bearce)