The Waterbury Democrat., 1945-01-12
BY THE OUT EASTER

Winter is hard for the deaths it brings.
 If 1t wasn't for this, we think we would enjoy this particular part of the year, just as much as we do the opening of spring, and the summer that follows.
 But how can we be happy and joyful when we read of so many of our young soldier boys meet ing death in battle. in addition to the large number of home peo- pie we find passing along from day to day.
 Death is solemn to us, for we pause and think and consider the hardship and sorrow of the ones afflicted. We read the obituary column daily in our newspapers, or we may hear of death through some other source, in a rather matter of fact way, cold words to us in many instances by reason of the lack of a sympathetic ex- pression. We disapprove of the 1umbled words which we often hear in the announcement of death. The dead, we hold, are entitled to a little more consid- eration, when we are quick to in- form our neighbor that one of our friends has passed along We may meet a person who thought much of us in life, dead In the coffin of the undertakerS showroom. But he is unable to greet us as before he is dead, and he cannot speak. Many times we had the chance to meet him at his home, but we were too busy for that; we'll wait, and see him in death just before he is buried. How often this occurs; we have seen this upon many occasions. People may think they are doing the right thing to call when death appears, but are theyp Why didn't they make the visit before, and when It was possible to meet in life. How ever, that is the way we find con- ditions today. There is little chance of the custom being chang ed, we think,
 Prominent Name
 But while we are on the sub- ject of death, let us remind the readers that when George E. Bolan of 43 Easton avenue died the other day, Waterbury lost a person attached to a name held dear and sacred to many of us. He was a son Of the late John Bolan, once connected with the Well-known hardware firm of P, J. Bolan, his brother, on Bank street.
 Of course, we knew George Bolan; we know all of his broth CTS, Bob, Jim and Walter. We have known them for years, just the kind of people we like to know, and have enjoyed knowing. There are lots of people one likes to meet from time to time; the Bolans were among that number with us.
 George Bolan was of medium height, slight In build. but not any too strong, as we looked at him. But he was well enough at the beginning of World War No. to be drafted and served his coun- try well with the outfit to which he was assigned. You may have known him. because he had been Identified with the Miller & Peck company almost from his young est days. He had a kind face, and a smile which sparkled with noticeable effect. And behind his makeup was Q clear and well balanced understanding of the human, which proved itself often In his duties of over-Seer and gen. Cral manager or the like among employees and patrons alike Of the well-known dry goods store, so well patronized by the people Of Wa terbury for these many years. We always had a kind feeling for Miller & Peck store. We liked the clerks. for their patience and consideration of the many who patronized the various counters. There is c satisfying atmosphere to the interior. which often makes us think of the old days when the late MT. Tate. MT. Selby and MT. Hall were the administrative heads. The younger MT. Tate, seems to be as much interested in the welfare of the employees as his good father was before him.
 Conscientious Worker
 We feel that the kindly make. up of George Bolan was due in a way, to the marked associa- ton of these heads in his young days. He grew up with the insti. tution, and developed a kind oi thought which binds between exe' cutIves and employees. Everyone had q good word for George Bolan He seemed to be able to do tt1l right thing with the solving ol