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Francis Eugene Lumblo

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Francis Eugene Lumblo

Birth
Fond du Lac, Fond du Lac County, Wisconsin, USA
Death
6 Jun 1961 (aged 60)
Milwaukee, Milwaukee County, Wisconsin, USA
Burial
Fond du Lac, Fond du Lac County, Wisconsin, USA GPS-Latitude: 43.8013742, Longitude: -88.3708544
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F. E. Lumblo,War Veteran,Is Dead At 60
Former G & L Employe; Funeral Services Set At St. Patrick's
Frances E. Lumblo, 60, of 131 East Cotton street, died Tuesday at the Veterans hospital at Wood. He was born here on June 19, 1900, and lived in Fond du Lac all his life.
Mr. Lumblo was the son of Joseph and Catherine Kramer Lumblo. On Sept. 7, 1927, he was married to Agnes Kanke at Montello.
Until his retirement on Jan. 1, Mr. Lumblo was employed at the Giddings & Lewis Machine Tool company. He was a member of St. Patrick's church and its Holy Name society.
Mr. Lumblo served in the navy during World War I and was a member of I.A.M. 1402, and the Catholic War Veterans.
Survivors are the widow; two daughters, Mrs. Robert Detert, city, and Mrs. William L. Flanders, Linden Beach; two brothers(sons) Thomas Lumblo at home, and Vincent Lumblo, serving with the armed forces in Germany; and seven grandchildren. Two brothers and two sisters preceded him in death.
Services will be Saturday at 9 a.m. at the Zacherl Funeral home and at 9:30 a.m. at St. Patrick's church, the Rev. George Eilers officiating. Burial will be at St. Charles cemetery. The body will lie in state at the funeral home after 2 p.m. on Friday.


Death Comes to a Democratic Fighter
By FRANK WALLICK
Death came this past summer to one of the Democratic Party's front line fighters—Fond du Lac's Francis "Jumbo" Lumblo. A union man, a Democrat, a good citizen, Jumbo set a mean pace in the battle for a better life for the people who worked with him in his union, in his party, and in his community. I shall never forget the way Jumbo went limping around Fond du Lac to sell tickets at union meetings for the 6th District Hubert Humphrey Dinner in Fond du Lac two years ago. He was crippled with all kinds of ailments. It hurt him everytime he walked. His insides were crying out in pain—but Jumbo made the rounds of all the meetings, pleading and demanding that the union brothers and sisters shake loose a few bucks for the Humphrey dinner which would go into a campaign fund for Jim Megellas in the 1960 race for Congress. What made Jumbo's performance doubly impressive was that he felt keenly the religious issue in the then developing presidential primary race. And he didn't like the idea that a man could be denied the White House because he was baptized in the Catholic Church, and this feeling hurt him deeply. These are the things that I saw. But when Jumbo's obituary was printed in the papers I discovered there was still another fabulous side to this hulk of a man. He had donated 35 pints of blood to the Red Cross Gallon Club and he was one of the champion March of Dimes contributors. Jumbo was, of course, active in the Democratic Party and in his union. Somehow the backbiting that party and union people indulge in, never sunk in with Jumbo. He was always too busy keeping his eyes on the ball to worry about who liked who or who wanted what or who didn't get to see who. Jumbo was a Union Man's Union Man and a Democrat's Democrat. His place can never be filled— but his soul will go marching on and someday somebody will tell somebody else about Jumbo Lumblo and maybe, just maybe, it will inspire somebody to get cracking. Jumbo was the best Jimmy Higgins the Democratic Party had—he could sell tickets, he could ring doorbells, he could pass out literature, and he could give speeches that used to bring the house down. Jumbo, we're going to miss you —but we'll try to work just a little bit harder to make up for your absence on earth. Jumbo's life is a pretty good argument for the concept of immortality because who can forget a man like that once they've met him. If there is a heaven as the theologians tell us there is, you can be sure that Jumbo is there selling tickets to the next Jefferson- Jackson Day dinner.
F. E. Lumblo,War Veteran,Is Dead At 60
Former G & L Employe; Funeral Services Set At St. Patrick's
Frances E. Lumblo, 60, of 131 East Cotton street, died Tuesday at the Veterans hospital at Wood. He was born here on June 19, 1900, and lived in Fond du Lac all his life.
Mr. Lumblo was the son of Joseph and Catherine Kramer Lumblo. On Sept. 7, 1927, he was married to Agnes Kanke at Montello.
Until his retirement on Jan. 1, Mr. Lumblo was employed at the Giddings & Lewis Machine Tool company. He was a member of St. Patrick's church and its Holy Name society.
Mr. Lumblo served in the navy during World War I and was a member of I.A.M. 1402, and the Catholic War Veterans.
Survivors are the widow; two daughters, Mrs. Robert Detert, city, and Mrs. William L. Flanders, Linden Beach; two brothers(sons) Thomas Lumblo at home, and Vincent Lumblo, serving with the armed forces in Germany; and seven grandchildren. Two brothers and two sisters preceded him in death.
Services will be Saturday at 9 a.m. at the Zacherl Funeral home and at 9:30 a.m. at St. Patrick's church, the Rev. George Eilers officiating. Burial will be at St. Charles cemetery. The body will lie in state at the funeral home after 2 p.m. on Friday.


Death Comes to a Democratic Fighter
By FRANK WALLICK
Death came this past summer to one of the Democratic Party's front line fighters—Fond du Lac's Francis "Jumbo" Lumblo. A union man, a Democrat, a good citizen, Jumbo set a mean pace in the battle for a better life for the people who worked with him in his union, in his party, and in his community. I shall never forget the way Jumbo went limping around Fond du Lac to sell tickets at union meetings for the 6th District Hubert Humphrey Dinner in Fond du Lac two years ago. He was crippled with all kinds of ailments. It hurt him everytime he walked. His insides were crying out in pain—but Jumbo made the rounds of all the meetings, pleading and demanding that the union brothers and sisters shake loose a few bucks for the Humphrey dinner which would go into a campaign fund for Jim Megellas in the 1960 race for Congress. What made Jumbo's performance doubly impressive was that he felt keenly the religious issue in the then developing presidential primary race. And he didn't like the idea that a man could be denied the White House because he was baptized in the Catholic Church, and this feeling hurt him deeply. These are the things that I saw. But when Jumbo's obituary was printed in the papers I discovered there was still another fabulous side to this hulk of a man. He had donated 35 pints of blood to the Red Cross Gallon Club and he was one of the champion March of Dimes contributors. Jumbo was, of course, active in the Democratic Party and in his union. Somehow the backbiting that party and union people indulge in, never sunk in with Jumbo. He was always too busy keeping his eyes on the ball to worry about who liked who or who wanted what or who didn't get to see who. Jumbo was a Union Man's Union Man and a Democrat's Democrat. His place can never be filled— but his soul will go marching on and someday somebody will tell somebody else about Jumbo Lumblo and maybe, just maybe, it will inspire somebody to get cracking. Jumbo was the best Jimmy Higgins the Democratic Party had—he could sell tickets, he could ring doorbells, he could pass out literature, and he could give speeches that used to bring the house down. Jumbo, we're going to miss you —but we'll try to work just a little bit harder to make up for your absence on earth. Jumbo's life is a pretty good argument for the concept of immortality because who can forget a man like that once they've met him. If there is a heaven as the theologians tell us there is, you can be sure that Jumbo is there selling tickets to the next Jefferson- Jackson Day dinner.


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