Gerald (Jerry) Arthur Minor II passed peacefully in his home on Thursday, June 8, 2023, after battling multiple forms of cancer. Jerry was born Monday, November 28, 1932, in Torrington, Connecticut to Gerald and Sylvia Minor. He was preceded in death by his wife of 60 years, Beryl Minor, his parents, and his sister, Joyce Schork. He is survived by four children: Gerald Minor, III, James Minor, Lee Minor and Stacey Broughman as well as his grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
Jerry lived life to the fullest in everything he did from assisting with his father's general store in Bethlehem Connecticut to signing up for Airborne Jump School before he had ever been in an aircraft. He joked that he was up in a plane 6 times before he ever landed in one. He served in the US Army starting at age 18 for 20 years including serving in the Korean and Vietnam wars.
Jerry loved all people and always stated that there were no strangers, only people he hadn't met yet. He had a joke (often bad) and a warmness for everyone that crossed his path. He could strike up a conversation with anyone. He accepted all people for whom they were. He had a knack for connecting with others.
He was fiercely independent in all aspects of his life from leaving home to join the military at age 18 to being up to date on technology since the early 1980s. He always would say that if you wanted to know how to do something you only had to read the instructions.
When Jerry passed away, he had 40 years of continuous sobriety. Those years and his membership in a 12-step fellowship allowed him to heal those relationships that were harmed by his drinking, and he used each day of that sobriety to give back to anyone he could that sought recovery.
When he was diagnosed with cancer, he said that you should never put a question mark where God had placed a period. He believed that to the end. He had a firm faith in his higher power that he called God and was devout in his Christian faith. Even when he entered hospice, he never wavered in his faith that God was in charge. He never complained about his cancer and often stated, why not him.
It was an honor for his children to care for him at home until the time of his passing. Every night he brought Blue Bell ice cream and his regaling them with stories of his life and of his gratitude for the life he was given. He looked forward to when he would be united with God and his wife, Beryl.
He was deeply loved and will be missed greatly by his family and friends.
A date for his memorial has not yet been set. It is suggested that anyone wishing to send a memorial contribution, give to their charity of choice.