My first memories of Grandpa Carl are checking under his recliner for loose change when we would come visit. When he would recline in the chair the change in his pocket would fall out and collect in the chair. I’m pretty sure that if he ever knew we were coming, he would add a little extra under the chair for us to find.

Circa 1978, Deanne and Amy with Grandpa in his recliner.

Grandpa’s house never changed. It was frozen in time. The same carpet, the same pictures on the walls, the same furniture, all the same for decades. There was almost something comforting about the never-changing quality of grandpa and his surroundings.

In May 25, 1916, Grandpa was born in Thompson, Ohio. He lived on a farm with his parents (George and Elise N.) and siblings. In December 1943, he married Dorothy L. in Ashland, Wisconsin. They lived there together for nearly 20 years before relocating to the Toledo, Ohio area. Together they had 3 children – John, Tom, and Dottie.

Carl N. and Dorothy L.

Dorothy and Carl N. Circa 1975.

Dorothy, Dot, John, Carl, and Tom, 1956.
In his retired years, he was a feisty old man. He usually wore a gruff exterior, but always has a special place in his heart for his grandchildren. While I saw him act differently with others, he was nothing but kind and generous with me (although occasionally a bit ornery). He would usually let a jabbing remark leave his mouth, just to give me a sideways look and secret grin.

1995, Grandpa’s 79th Birthday.

Circa 1975. Grandpa sitting poolside with his grandkids.
My Grandpa stayed active when he could. For many years he drove to Florida for the winter months. He loved to fish, boat, garden, golf, and play poker. I’m not sure which came first, his love of boats or his career. He was employed by Oglebay Norton as a captain of Great Lakes freighters and retired in 1977. Later in life, when his arthritis dictated his activities, he enjoyed playing with investments in the stock market and buying things on T.V. auctions (mostly for his grandchildren). He lived on his own at his house until he was 95. He enjoyed cooking and always had some food to share when I would come visit. I remember on one occasion him sharing some homemade chicken noodle soup with me. I found a few bones as I ate it and pointed out to him to be careful not to choke. His response was gruff, “Bones?! What? Naw.” but with a crooked mischievous grin.

Captain Carl



Grandkids, Keith and Dave after a fishing trip with Grandpa. Circa 1980.

Amy, Jay, and Scott visiting Grandpa in Florida.
Grandpa’s advice to me (and I think his other grand-daughters) was always, “Don’t work too hard” and “Don’t do today, what you can put off until tomorrow”, basically enjoy life. However he didn’t seem to have the same mentality with his own children or even his grandsons. To him, my cousin Amy and I were his “Muckle Chuckles” and “Partners in Crime”. I never saw him be more unguarded or gentle than when his great-grandbabies were around. He truly enjoyed seeing them.
Many times Grandpa would take us out to eat when we would visit. His favorite place – Bob Evans for breakfast.

Grandpa taking us out to breakfast at Bob Evans in 2010. Dee, Grandpa, Amy, and Deb with baby Archer.
Grandpa passed away on March 29, 2014. He had been living in an assisted living home for almost 2 years after his leg was partial amputated. It was a hard transition for him to go from living on his own and doing the things he wanted and enjoyed to having to be cared for and ask help for everything. He was a stubborn man and never quite acclimated to his new living situation. His children helped the best they could. Now more than ever, he seemed to look forward to frequent visits and communication from his grandchildren.

Dee and kids visiting Grandpa at the assisted living center in 2013.
He will be missed.

Summer 2009, Dee and Grandpa.
age 97, passed away at Kingston Sylvania on Saturday, March 29, 2014. He was born May 25, 1916, in Thompson, Ohio, to George and Elise Neundorfer. He married Dorothy Ledin in December, 1943, in Ashland, Wisconsin.