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In Memory

John Bruns

May 24, 1945 ~ September 29, 2010

Mr. John Louis Bruns, 65, passed away on September 29, 2010, at his home in Copperas Cove, Texas.

John was born May 24, 1945, in Daytona, Florida, to Mr. and Mrs. Charles Bruns. He joined the U.S. Marines after graduating from high school. After attending Texas A&M University, he joined the U.S. Army and has been employed with General Dynamics since his retirement from the Army.

Mr. Bruns was preceded in death by his parents and a sister, Nelda.

Survivors include his wife, Sigrid Bruns; a son Daniel Bruns, both of Copperas Cove; five step childrenMarilynn, Eddie, Katherine, Robert, and Doreen; a brother, James Bruns of San Antonio; 13 grandchildren, and four great grandchildren, including one that is almost here.


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06/18/11 10:25 AM #1    

Mike Burroughs

John (we used to call him Jackie) and I go back to the third grade at Travis Elementary, in Miss Ollie Littles homeroom. Over the years we became fairly good friends, but there was a break in there when he transferred to St. Josephs school for a couple of years through the eighth grade. Then we resumed our friendship in the ninth grade at Lamar.

For several years, Johns dad subscribed to the newspaper I delivered, so I got to know Mr. Bruns and spent some time visiting with him and John each month when I stopped by to collect for the paper. It seems that John, some others, and I got into a little mischief on a couple of occasions; apparently, we had too much time on our hands! But then, we were teenagers.

As is true with so many classmates, John and I lost touch with each other for a long time but reconnected through classmates.com. At that time, John had retired from the U.S. Army and was working as a civilian with the Army in Egypt. He got in touch with me, and we began exchanging e-mails. After he returned to Texas, we talked on the phone a couple of times. I thought many times about driving up to where he lived, which was not that far from San Antonio, but for some reason, I never did. Do I ever regret that now!

A few months before he passed away, John asked me if I could scan his photo from the 1963 Bronco, as his yearbooks and many other things of his  had been destroyed by fire. So I did, and he put it on his Facebook page.

It wasnt until after John passed away that I learned he had been seriously ill for some time. From his e-mails and phone calls, he had never once let on that he was ill at all. His tone was always upbeat, cheerful, and optimistic, and he sent me many interesting articles and pictures, as well as some funny things.

John experienced a number of major tragedies in his life, but he was strong and unflinching. Perhaps those tragedies helped build him into the fine man that he became. He was a great friend, and I miss him.


01/14/13 08:04 AM #2    

Margaret Petroski (McAughan)

John "Jackie" was my neighbor so we grew up together. He and my brother "tolerated" my playing with them. For example, they loved to play "soldiers". Jackie would let  me be  the nurse and wait in the tent for " the wounded". Well I would wait for hours and when I asked about it, he would say "no one has been wounded yet!" .  Another incident occurred when my house caught on fire and no one was home. Well that was during a time when no one locked their house. Jackie went in and saved a lot of my things. That's when I thought "maybe he didn't dislike me so much". We began to get reacquainted the last few years of his life and I miss him. I know he will be at the reunion in spirit.

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