George Russell Carr, 18781965 (aged 86 years)

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George Russell /Carr/
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Carr
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George Russell
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Carr, George Russell
18781965
Birth: January 23, 1878 USA
Death: 1965
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Carr, George Russell
18781965
Birth: January 23, 1878 USA
Death: 1965
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Mortenson Carr, Katherine Maren
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Birth: June 18, 1890 42 23 USA
Death: May 13, 1935Großbritannien
Marriage Marriage1913Chicago, Illinois, USA
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George R. Carr died in California.

Christopher Henze, February 2011:

"George Russell Carr was born in Argenta, Illinois, on January 23, 1878, the youngest of the nine children of Dr. Robert Ferrier Carr and his wife, Emily A. Smick. He attended the public schools of Argenta and the Austin high school, graduating from the latter in 1897. He then entered the University of Illinois, majoring in chemistry, and graduated in 1901 with a Bachelor of Science degree. On July 1, 1901, he began work at the Dearborn Drug and Chemical Works. He was first a salesman, then department manager and assistant general manager. He became vice president in 1906 and eventually Chairman of the Board.

In 1913, he married Katherine Maren Mortenson, and they moved to New York, where they led a glamorous life. They had two daughters, Katherine and Martha, and a son, George, who died shortly after birth in 1918. In about 1922, George’s wife was diagnosed with tuberculosis. She needed to live in a suitably dry climate, and from then on she and George seem to have led fairly separate lives. Katherine and her daughters lived and traveled in Europe, where the girls were educated and where Katherine built a large residence in the south of France. She died in 1935. George had moved back to Chicago some years before, to an apartment on Lake Shore Drive, but he traveled frequently to Europe.

Among other products, the Dearborn Chemical Company invented and produced a non-toxic, environmentally harmless rust preventative, trademarked in 1918 as NO-OX-ID. It was a great commercial success and is still used today under the same name on ships, locomotives, bridges and pipelines. The railroads and the U.S military, especially the Navy, were major customers. After World War I, NO-OX-ID was used by the Navy when putting the majority of the fleet into 'mothballs'. All of the original 50 destroyers sent to Great Britain under the Lend-Lease Act prior to the United States entry into World War II had been protected with NO-OX-ID. When taken out of mothballs for transfer to Britain 20 years later, they were found to be in perfect condition.

George Carr’s outside business interests included the vice presidencies of Blue Island Rolling Mill & Car Company of Chicago and the Sheffield Car & Equipment Company of Kansas City, Missouri. He was also a director of the Emerson Typewriter Company.

In 1948, George R. Carr was nominated Chevalier of the French Legion of Honor for his work in the reconstruction of the French railroad system and coal industry after World War II.

He was a member of the Masons fraternal organization, Kappa Sigma fraternity and numerous clubs in the Chicago area. In 1953, he was elected president of the Post and Paddock Club at Arlington Park racetrack in Arlington Heights, Illinois."

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A Personal Remembrance and Appreciation by Christopher Henze, February 2011:

"Grandpa Carr died while I was serving as a Peace Corps Volunteer in West Africa. I was sorry I did not have a chance to say good-bye to him, but I did go to the mission church in my village to say a prayer for him.

My two grandfathers were very different. Grandpa Henze was a strict Austrian with a scientific and academic background, who bore the scars of having lived through the horror of World War II, losing his professorship and his pension because he would not allow Nazi uniforms in his classroom at the University of Innsbruck.

Grandpa Carr was a successful American businessman through and through; yet he never seemed patronizing or domineering. He was always polite, soft-spoken and respectful of others. To escape the Chicago winters he would spend several months each year in Pasadena, California, at the Huntington Hotel. I well remember his arriving at the Pasadena train station on the Super Chief, smartly dressed with his homburg hat and emitting the aroma of his favorite cigar. He would dispense gifts of Indian handicrafts - beaded belts, papoose dolls - from his fishing vacations at Lac du Flambeau, Wisconsin. The hotel always had a station wagon waiting for him and his luggage, and his leased Chrysler would be ready for him there. He would invite us to dinner at the hotel, and I did not particularly like having to put on flannel trousers and a coat and tie. After dinner we always went up to his room to admire his paintings by Aunt Martha and other items he wanted to show us. It distressed him that my brother and I liked to race up the stairs to beat the elevator to the fifth floor. He was easily teasable, and we enjoyed joking with him.

Grandpa was always generous and not only at Christmas. He’d say to his grandsons, “Would you like a picture of George Washington?” and press a dollar bill into our palms, folded so that only the first president’s portrait showed. Some days he might offer Abe Lincoln, Alexander Hamilton or even Andrew Jackson ($5, $10 and $20). That might be after a good day at the Santa Anita racetrack, where he liked to “watch the ponies.” (He had a great respect for the dollar and would never call it a “buck.”) Once he took me with him to the races and helped me bet on the daily double. We won!

For my 12th birthday I coveted one of the first transistor radios, made by Emerson and steeply priced at $75. I boldly told Grandpa that was what I would really love. He winced slightly, but I still have that radio, now a collector’s item.

He would slip us sticks or even packs of chewing gum, a forbidden fruit in our house. My brother and I would refer to it by the undecipherable code word “mug” and go out on our bikes for an illicit chew.

Our porch in Pasadena often contained knee-high sacks of oranges and grapefruit, more than we could consume. As a Midwesterner, Grandpa couldn’t resist buying those prized citrus fruits at roadside stands on his way back from golfing at Twentynine Palms.

In our garage stood some stacks of cans containing an orange gloop and labeled NO-OX-ID. What we did with it I have no idea. But in retrospect, it probably played a larger role in our lives than I realized.

So thank you, Grandpa, for your kindness and generosity."

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