Eugene Donald Mauger
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Rutherford Funeral Home at Powell
450 West Olentangy Street
Powell, OH
Mauger Eugene Donald Mauger, age 90, of Powell, Ohio, passed away Friday, November 18, 2016 at Danbury Senior Living. Born in Columbus, OH to the late James and Louise Mauger, Eugene was a graduate of Columbus East High School. He served actively in the Navy during WWII. Eugene and his wife, Carol Jean, married and settled in Columbus Ohio in 1950. They were married for 65 years until her death last year. He retired from The Ohio State University where he was the optician in the College of Optometry for many years. He made many close friends and colleagues during his years working at the College and thoroughly enjoyed working with the optometry students. In retirement he enjoyed working as a ranger at Shamrock Golf Course. In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by his beloved wife Carol Jean, their infant son Eugene Donald Mauger, Jr., and his brother James Mauger. Eugene is survived by his children, Robin (Michael) Sutton of Lamont, IL and Dr. Thomas (Carol) Mauger of Powell; his grandchildren, Jocelyn (Mark) Smith of Des Moines, IA, Nathaniel Mauger of Columbus, Amelia Mauger of Denver, CO and Valerie Mauger of Columbus; as well as his great-grandchildren, Carter, Cooper and Charlotte Smith; and his many nieces, nephews and friends. A private memorial service will be held at a future date. In lieu of flowers, friends are asked to make memorial contributions to: The Ohio State University, Department of Ophthalmology Research and Education Fund, 915 Olentangy River Road, Columbus, OH 43212, in Eugene's memory. Please visit www.rutherfordfuneralhomes.com to send condolences to the Mauger Family.


Published by The Columbus Dispatch from Nov. 24 to Nov. 25, 2016.
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So many wonderful memories of my Grandpa, it's hard to know where to start...

For years and years, every Saturday my grandpa, dad and I would drive down to OSU campus and walk to the Drake Union to sit and watch pre-game coverage while eating sandwiches and snacks my grandma would make for us. Then we'd walk to the game and root for the Buckeyes. Doing this together will be something I always treasure and remember. He was always really tough and humble with a great sense of humor. One time we were walking back to the car after a Buckeye game and he tripped and fell, dislocating his finger. We walked over to the ER, but before we could be seen by a doctor, he had pulled his finger out and reset it into place. As my sister and I watched on in horror, he said he was fine and that we could go home. We got a great laugh out of that for years.

He also had a really funny habit of telling us the same things about the way OSU "used to be", which we always appreciated but also needled him about. He'd say "They were going to put those high rise dorms (Morrill and Lincoln) all the way up and down the river, and they installed platform tennis just south of the stadium, but no one ever used it." And so, when we'd be walking to the games we'd say, "Hey Grandpa, remember how there were going to be dorms up and down the river and how great platform tennis was supposed to be?" And he'd crack a wry smile and wave us off, but he was always a good sport. Our family has always had a habit of taking little shots at each other, but all in good fun, and I think we got that from both my grandma and grandpa. And at the same time you never felt as loved as you did when you went over to see them, and they were always proud of you even when they didn't have any reason to be. I'll always remember how when you'd visit and ring the doorbell, he'd crack the door open, saying "We don't want any.."

Going over to their house was always fun, and they were so hospitable. We spent so much time there, and every time we went, my grandma would make us meals and grandpa would show us his hobbies or talk about sports or old stories from when he was a kid. He loved to make his own wine every year. He played golf and volunteered at the local golf course even when he couldn't really play anymore. He loved genealogy and really enjoyed researching our family and where we came from. He collected a wealth of information about this, which we'll always have when we decide to pick it up for him.

And in the evenings when we'd all be there together, we'd play card games and laugh and tell jokes. It was so great.

My grandpa was a great role model. He was reserved and disciplined (except when it came to my grandma's sugar cookies). He and my grandma were married for over 60 years, staying together through good times and bad. They were nearly inseparable, he loved her so much that even when she'd go grocery shopping he'd start to get worried and would call to see where she was and if she was safe. And when my grandma got sick two years ago, he was heartbroken and had a very difficult time letting go of their habits and the way their lives used to be. But to think about the end and be sad would be a mistake, because remembering and holding on to the memories of time they shared together and with us when they were healthy and happy is probably the best way to honor their lifelong commitment to our family and the incredible legacy they left behind.

I love him very much and miss him.
Nate
December 9, 2016
Gene Mauger was the optician at the OSU College of Optometry when I was an optometry student there from 1967-1971. We learned so much from him about how to fit and repair frames and lenses. We also talked a lot about OSU football and Woody Hayes during slow times in the optical dispensary.
He was a true gentleman who always treated patients kindly and enjoyed seeing alumni whenever they visited the college. I send my sympathies to Tom and the other members of his family.
Dr. Bob Newcomb
December 4, 2016
Recalling a few memories
We lived next to a junior high school when I was 5. While was construction going on, my friend and I found a shoebox size metal box with a lid that was partially buried in the ground. She put a toy car in the box and for some reason I put brownie my favorite stuffed animal in. At 9PM that night I realized what I had done and begged my dad to retrieve Brownie. It was a rather large park and amazingly he found it that night. Lucky for me, because the construction team buried the box the next morning, it would have been impossible to retrieve it.
When I was 5 my dad worked every Saturday morning. Sometimes before he left in the morning, he would hide a treasure map in the house that I would have to find. When he got home we would follow the map to a buried treasure (comic books and candy).
My dad was off work on Wednesday afternoons. After school, he would pile all of the neighborhood kids in the car to drive to Blacklick Woods so we could walk along the trails. I remember counting the number of kids in our sedan which was always 11-13.
My dad often said his proudest moment was when my brother Tom and I graduated at the same time from Ohio State. With over 5000 graduates that year, Ohio State handed us our individual diplomas. Different colleges, different degrees, and different last names, when I being handed my diploma, I looked to my left and saw Tom getting his diploma at the exact same time.
My dad was a great guy who would do anything for his family, including chasing down the kite I let go of
Robin Sutton
December 2, 2016
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God Bless/RIP. A heartfelt Thank YOU for your service in WWII. The USA would NOT be as it is today. I treasure the freedoms for which YOU fought,Eugene... "Fair winds and following seas"... And Semper Fi.
Herb Guyer-Sharfenaker USMC
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