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BIRTH: Aug 1890, Denver, Colorado
BAPTISM:
IMMIGRATION:
DEATH: 21 Dec 1918, Connecticut
BURIAL: Grove Cemetery, Naugatuck, CT
SPOUSE: Margaret Augusta Heig
MARRIAGE: 1912 Putney, Stratford, CT
LUTES DESCENDANT CHART
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SOURCES
Autobiography of Gertrude Lutze, Schlesinger Library, Radcliffe Institute
for Advanced Study, Harvard University
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BIOGRAPHY
The following is Courtesy of Gertrude Lutze, daughter of Jay and Margaret
Lutze
"Jay Hine Lutze was born in August 1890, in Denver, Colorado, the first son
of Doctor John Lutze and Eliza Hine Lutze. When he was ten years old
his father died and Eliza made the long trip back to her hometown,
Naugatuck, Connecticut, with her two sons, Jay and Jamie. Grandma
[Eliza Lutze] brought up the boys with strict discipline and little money.
Daddy received a small inheritance from the McAlpin] family in Canada and
used that money to pay his tuition at Pratt Institute in Brooklyn, New York,
where he earned a degree in Mechanical Engineering. It was at Pratt
that he met Margaret A. Heig.
They were married about 1912 in a double wedding ceremony in Putney,
[Stratford] Connecticut, my Aunt Anna [Heig] and Uncle Emile [Greenwold]
were the other bridal couple. My parents first lived with Grandma
[Eliza] Lutze, then rented an apartment with the Duffy family in Naugatuck,
where Anna [Lutze] was born. Daddy finally bought a new six room house
at 49 Neagle St., Union City, Conn. in a recently developed section of
Naugatuck. This was within walking distance of the Bristol Company in
Platts Mills, where Daddy worked as Personnel Manager.
A lean, long, six feet three inches tall, Daddy had straight brown hair, a
mustache and wore glasses. Mother said he was a man of good character,
but short on social graces. (It annoyed her that Daddy sometimes drank
his coffee with the spoon in the cup.)
Daddy died in the Spanish flue epidemic in 1918. The epidemic spread
from the Western Front in Europe with an estimated 500,000 deaths in the
United States alone. Almost half of the U.S. soldiers who died in
World War I were killed by the flu, not in battle. It was so
infectious and deadly that the end came quickly. Daddy went to work on
Friday, and the following Monday was buried. He was twenty eight years
old.
Grandma [Eliza] Lutze said of his death, "The good die young." For
years a woman Daddy had hired at the Bristol Company left flowers on his
grave at Grove Cemetery on Memorial Day. I don't remember Daddy at all
as I was a little over a year old when he died, but sometimes I wonder how
different my life would have been had he lived."
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