Uncle Rush, like his brother (my grandfather) Ray, loved learning. My education was encouraged by Grampa but engineered by Uncle Rush. My first college visit was the University of Florida with Uncle Rush. The seismograph at UF shook me to my 10-year-old core; he patiently gave me all the time I wanted to watch a pen twitch across a roll of paper. College was captivating; I thought I could spend the rest of my life there . . . and I have. When I completed my doctorate, I wanted Uncle Rush to place the hood on me. Sadly, geography, mobility, and ancient academic customs made that impractical.
Another profound gift I received from Uncle Rush was overwhelming kindness and validation. After Aunt Barbara’s funeral he asked if I was married. With some hesitation I told him I had been with my partner, Greg, for 15 years. His kind, gallant, and loving reply was, “Well, that is wonderful. I look forward to meeting him. It is a gift to share your life with someone, like I was able to do with Barbara.”
--Dr. Eli Branscome