Everett John Ungemach  1918 - 2005


Dad, after Mom's funeral, November, 2003

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Ungemach, Everett J., age 87 years, died March 10, 2005 at Albuquerque, NM.

 

Rare such a valiant gentleman.  Everett looked after his lovely wife Winifred for many years after she developed Alzheimer’s, determined to be present for her until the end.  Theirs was a love story that began during the years of World War II, when Everett had enlisted in the U.S. Army Air Corps after graduating from New York University, and Winifred was a student at Manhattanville College.  Married September 4, 1948, their team-work set an example for many and made many think that they were still newlyweds many years later.

 

Everett was born February 9, 1918 and grew up in Yonkers, NY.  He graduated “Most Likely To Succeed” from Yonkers’ Commerce High School in 1936, and immediately went to work at the Chase National Bank, attending New York University at night.  After the war, he finished his MBA at New York University at night.

 

He spent his career in the tax field, eventually specializing in mineral depletion, working as a tax manager for FMC Corporation for 31 years in New York, Philadelphia and Chicago.  He was an active member of the Tax Executives Institute, served for twenty years on the tax committee of the American Mining Congress, and served on the tax committees of the West Virginia Manufacturers Association, the Idaho Mining Association and the Wyoming Mining Association.  As a manager, he believed in praising publicly and criticizing privately.  He recounted with pride a moment when he counseled an employee through marital difficulties, happy to experience many years later the former employee and his wife hosting the national Tax Executives Institute conference in Hawaii.

 

Everett served in the 1960’s and 1970’s as assistant scout master, treasurer and committee chairman for a Boy Scouts council in Darien, CT.  He was a founding member and served as president and treasurer of the Stamford Catholic Interracial Council.  He was also a founding member and treasurer of the Darien Interfaith Council.

 

Everett and Winifred retired to Rio Communities outside of Belen, NM in 1983.  He was a Life Member and former president of the Belen Breakfast Optimist Club, a charter member of the Padre Pio Counsel of the Knights of Columbus, a Eucharistic Minister at Our Lady of Belen Catholic Church, and a volunteer tax preparer for AARP’s Tax Counseling For The Elderly program.

 

His wife Winifred passed away November, 2003.  He is survived by his sisters, Marie Mackay of Ohio; Katherine Ungemach of Albuquerque, NM; and Ruth Kirk of Albuquerque, NM.  He is also survived by his children:  John Ungemach of Tijeras, NM; Suzanne Dean of Philadelphia, PA; David Ungemach of Munich, Germany; Edward Ungemach of Raleigh, NC; Jeanne Shain of Albuquerque, NM; and Mark Ungemach of New York City and Landenberg, PA.  He is also survived by seven grandchildren.

 

Viewing was at the Romero Funeral Home in Belen, NM, and a Memorial Mass was said at Our Lady of Belen Catholic Church.  He was buried next to his bride at the Veterans Cemetery in Santa Fe, NM.  There is a New York Times online guest book at http://www.legacy.com/Link.asp?Id=LS03276538X.  In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Optimists International Foundation, c/o Belen Breakfast Optimists, P.O. Box 990, Belen, NM  87002. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Call

It was early in May when first she smiled at me,
But I hurried on my way, pretending I did not see.

Lilacs were in bloom when again she passed me by,
But I had no time for gloom and she had a tear in her eye.

I was kissing my love goodnight when I saw her beckon to me.
At first I thought of flight but how useless that would be.

I pretend I do not care, but I can't resist for long;
She haunts me everywhere with her lonely, pleading song.

We'll have our rendezvous though I know what it's for.
Farewell to my love and you, and off for death and war.

                                                            -Everett Ungemach
                                                             Summer 1941

An April Rain

A warm April rain was softly falling
   the night that we said goodbye.
And though we smiled our brief farewell,
   tears fell from an April sky.

Music had never seemed so soft,
   nor eyes so radiant and blue.
Dancing had never intoxicated so,
   as during those hours with you.

Walking through the evening rain
   now brings to me delight.
For though they say that it is May,
   to me, it's an April night.

The warmth of the rain keeps recalling
   the warmth of your lips in goodbye.
For a warm April rain was softly falling
   the night that we said goodbye.

                            -Everett Ungemach
                             1944 or 1945

 

 


Click here for Win's obituary.

 

 

 

My Senior Citizen
By: Lily Shain
Female, Age: 8
School: Bandelier Elementary
Grade: third
Teacher: Mrs. Harbaugh
1/26/05

 My Senior citizen is Everett J. Ungemach, he is a hero. He is also my grandpa. He was born in New York City on February 9, 1918. He has three sisters, Marie, Katherine and Ruth. My grandpa had a very difficult childhood. When he was three years old he had scarlet fever and was in the hospital for one month. While he was in the hospital no one came to visit him, not even his mother or his father. His father never spent any time with him at all. His father often left his family. When my grandpa was seven years old his appendix burst. He was carried to the hospital by two police-men. When he was out of the hospital his father left for good. His mother was so sad that she went to a hospital and they would take care of her. So my grandpa and his three sisters moved in with their great aunt Katie. When grandpa and his sisters moved in with great aunt Katie everything was easier. She was a very nice lady.

My grandpa loved to swim, eat ice cream (especially vanilla) and his favorite color is blue. My grandpa wanted to be an accountant and he eventually became an accountant when he was older. In 1941 my grandpa joined the Army Air Corp. during World War Two. During his furlough he met the prettiest girl on earth (Winifred J. Ferrell). He soon fell in love with her but he had to go back to the war. Winifred waited for his return. In 1948, when he came back from the war, he and Winifred got married and had six children. My mom is one of his six children. He now lives at Vista Del Rio (it is an assisted living apartment) and we often visit him. When my mom, dad and me visit my grandpa’s, we mostly come at lunch time so we can eat with him. We also pick him up about once a week to take him over to my grandma’s (my dads mom) house. He has a wonderful time whenever we visit. He likes to spend time with his family, even though he had a difficult childhood. My grandpa was a wonderful husband, a wonderful father, a wonderful grandpa and a wonderful man. He is my hero!
 

 

 

Photos from the family gatherings to celebrate Dad's life:
(Click on the thumbnail photo for the large photo)

 


Lunch on Saturday, March 12th

 

After the viewing on Sunday night

 

       

 

"I think a significant moment in saying goodbye to Dad was everyone trying on
  Dad's hat at the post-Rosary dinner.

  When I thought back on it, I realized what a nice tribute and goodbye that was.

  Thank you David for bringing Dylan, and thank you Dylan for getting us all
  to try on that hat."


                                                                                                                                    -Suzanne Ungemach Dean

 

        
David, Dylan, Tom    Ed and Joyce              Jeanne, Ed's Carl, Ed  Carl and Dylan        Jeanne and Ed's Carl   Jeanne

    
 Jeanne's Lily              Matt                           Suzanne                       Tom McSweeny       Our waitress

 

 
David's son Dylan and Jeanne's daughter Lily after dinner.

 

Dad was buried next to Mom at the Santa Fe Veterans Cemetery
on a snow covered hillside with lovely views of the surrounding valleys.

 

"As the priest saluted, Dylan was the only one to salute with him,
  .............................................................................with his left hand.

  Dylan was serious, but I think Dad would have had a good chuckle."

                                                                                     
-David Ungemach

                                                                                                 

 

       
Ed and Mark        Ed and Mark      Cliff

 

 

After the Mass, Ann Kirk-Schweitzer and David Schweitzer (schweitzers_2@msn.com)
take Dad's sisters Ruth and Katherine to lunch.


Dad with his sister Ruth in the 1940's, and Dad with all of his sisters, dated October, 21, 1944.

 

 


Uncle Ed

 

  
   Sammy's farewell!

 

 

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