Bryson: born October 15, 1932 married June 6, 1958

Nancy Hope Federer

Went to a couple of one room schools when he was growing up graduated 8th grade at Lulu school (2 rooms) went to Dundee high school 9th, 10th and 11th graduated from Ida High School in 1950. Worked for a very short time at a factory in Toledo then went to work for Wayne until enlisting in the Air Force in 1952. Got out in 1956 and went to school at the Electronics Institute in Detroit. Worked with computers since, started with ones that had vacuum tubes. Moved to Southern California in 1964.

 

Another gear head he loved anything that burned gas mostly motorcycles. He and the ole man put a motor in his bicycle.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Young Bryson

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bryson & Rover with bike. Rover was my pal. See how he's grinning, he used to play any number of dirty tricks on me. One time we were racing, I was winning so he tripped me. I went sprawling and slid into my bike, ripped the back of my hand open. I still have the scar. As it turned out the scar has been a Godsend. It's how I identify my left hand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bryson, Rover and musk melons. Must be on Mel’s (Holtz) farm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 My senior picture

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A very senior picture

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here I am in my 1956 chevy convertible. It looks like I just got it, it still has the stock hubcaps. I was stationed in Georgia when I got discharged from the USAF, I drove my 34 chevy w/Oldsmobile V8 home to Michigan. when I got home my buddy beat the crap out of it with his stock '55 chevy so I went into hock for this thing. The first night I had it I went out and drag raced all comers I didn't get beat either that is until I missed 2nd gear and over revved the engine. The engine made an awful noise and shook violently after that so I drove it home then to work the next morning where I called the dealer. The mechanic had to come out and see for himself how a brand new car could sound that bad. When I heard them and came out there were at least 2 salesmen standing there giving me dirty looks and the mechanic had just shut it off and was getting out looking like his grandmother had been raped. I guess what happened is a piston hit a valve and knocked the keeper off then it swallowed the valve and did all kind of damage. When I went to pick it up the mechanic gave me along lecture on proper break-in so I did a burn-out when I left. I had the car for quite a while after that, it took me to school and on a honeymoon.