Joe Miskulin

This site is dedicated to the stories of my father. I have the great opportunity to be able to digitally record his stories--as told by him--and give them to the world. These stories cover 9 decades, 16 U.S. presidents, 8 Constitutional Amendments, and a World War. These stories are told by someone who was there. They aren't officially sanctioned or politically correct. They're just true.

Funny Memories

As I was sitting here teasing my cat, I remembered a little song Dad used to sing to the grandchildren (and, I’m sure, to us kids).  He made a point of stopping when the child got old enough to understand the words.

I have no idea where the song came from.

You’re so ugly
Oh, so ugly
You’re just an ugly child.

Oh how I hate you
You alligator bait, you
You’re such an ugly child.

You’re knock-kneed, bow-legged, pigeon-toed, too
Your family had a curse and they placed it on you.

You’re so ugly
Oh so ugly
You’re such an ugly child.

He always sang it with the most loving of voices and a smile on his face.

Some day I hope I can sing this to my own grandchildren, while their parents listen–and snicker or roll their eyes.

Still in the Works

A video recorded last summer has been sent off for editing into smaller web-viewable files.

The video is Joe telling several of his stories.     Unfortunately, he wasn’t all that comfortable in front of the camera, so the wonderful, natural way in which he used to tell his stories doesn’t come through.

It’s still a glimpse into the man and his life.   They’ll be posted as they’re received.

Obituary

Joe Miskulin 9/11/22 - 11/20/08

Joe Miskulin 9/11/22 - 11/20/08

Joseph J Miskulin died early Thursday morning, November 20th, at the age of 86.

In his life, he was a biker, a soldier, a craftsman, an outdoorsman, and a leader.  To the very last moment, he lived his life with strength and dignity, inspiring those who knew him through his actions and convictions.

For those who knew him, no words are required to honor his memory.  For those who did not, no words could define the expanse of his soul.

He died quietly in his home, surrounded by his family.

He is survived by his wife Dorothy; his two daughters Therese Miskulin-Brethorst (Dan) and Annette Fassbender (Rick); his three sons, Joey (Patti), Bob (Melissa), and Marty (a.k.a. “Blaze”); 12 grandchildren, and 9 great-grandchildren.  He was preceded in death by his parents, Blaz and Mathilda, and 6 siblings: Louie, Mike, Katie, Mary, John, and Nick.

Photos Are Here

Corky at AttentionThe first of the photos are being uploaded and labeled. I have approximately 300 images scanned in the first batch. They all need to be cropped, adjusted (brightness & contrast), resized, uploaded, and labeled.

Update:  The first wave of photos have been posted to the to the Photo Gallery and anything written on the back has been added in the description.  Anything written in italics is what is written (or typed) on the back of that photo.  Once I have translations of the Italian and German, the English translation will be included inside of curly brackets {Like this}.

Any help from anyone who reads either Italian or German and would be willing to do some translation work would be greatly appreciated.  I can’t pay you, but you’ll get a very public thank you and credit here on the site.

The photos aren’t organized very specifically, yet.  That will come later.  Many of them may be in the wrong section right now.   That, too, will get sorted out later.

Videos and Photos

Good news!

The first video has been recorded. It’s about an hour worth of stories and some general background. It still needs to be edited out into small sections suitable for posting. That should happen in the next couple weeks.

The scanning of photos is progressing also. So far, I’ve got about 40 pages worth of photos scanned, with about 8-10 photos per page. They need to be cropped, enhanced (most of them are very washed out), organized, and tagged. A lot of them have things written on the back (sometimes in Italian), and it’s important that these notes be correctly recorded.

The Beginning of a Lesson

In the coming months, this site will become a repository for the stories and memories of Joseph Miskulin.

He’s a man who grew up in Chicago during the 1930s. He knew the legendary gangsters personally. He was there the day Dillinger was found in the alley and saw the body. He enlisted in the US Army during World War II. He fought Rommel’s forces in North Africa. He was a part of the force which took the Anzio beach head. He saw Mussolini hanging in the square in Milan.

He’s been a soldier, a printer, a tile layer, a trucker, a bartender, and an outlaw biker–amongst other things.

It’s my hope that his memories and stories will be a tool that others can use to teach the next generation. These are actual memories–not official textbook propaganda.