Gerald Swanson

I just learned of Gerald's passing. He stood in as my godfather when I was baptized at St. Patrick's and I felt he was my true godfather. I loved seeing him in Silverton, as I did love seeing his mother, Mary.
Every now and then I pick up his book and can hardly put it down. He was a great friend to my family the Orellas and the Shirks. Visiting Silverton will not be the same without him.

My Deepest Condolences To Gerald's Family.i Lived In Silverton From 1974-82. Worked At Standard Metals Mine.I Was A Regular Swanson Market Customer And I Always Looked Forward To Seeing Gerald And Conversing With Him About Town Life And Silverton's History, Including His Own Family's Long Storied Colorful Local History. He Always Had A Welcoming Big Smile When He Saw You Walk Through The Door. My Last Visit With Gerald In Silverton Included Him Signing His Book For Me And A Long Meaningful...

He was my grandfather's, Clee Robinson's, best friend. Gerald and my grandpa always preached "Education, education, education!" Boy were they right. I grew up going over to Gerald and Nancy's in Silverton every 4th. What a sacred time of year for all of us. Much vino, smiles, and deep connections. He really was a true patriarch.

y condolences to the family. Some of my favorite memories of Gerald are when my mother would send me to the Swanson's Market for groceries. When Gerald would see me, the first thing he would do was slice of bologna or cut me a chunk of longhorn cheese. Always one of my favorite treats! Also, how heroic he always looked when I would see him on the fire truck going to a fire, wearing his fireman's hat. Lastly, that I was honored to be an altar server at his wedding at St. Patrick's Church...

My condolences to the Family.
One of my favorite memories of Gerald, and Mary,
is the many times that my mom sent me to Swanson's for groceries, when Gerald would see me, he would always, either give me a slice of bologna, or cut me a small chunk of Longhorn cheese. Always a treat!
One other thing, is that, as an alter server, I served for his wedding, at St. Patrick's church.
Also, how heroic he always looked, aboard the fire truck, in his fireman's hat, on his way to a fire....