Writing: Biographies



The Biography of Walter Steven Rubow

By:  Jadon Matheson Rubow

Have you ever been sent to the principal’s office?  My grandpa, Walter Steven Rubow has!  When he was in grammar school, he was sent to the principal’s office for throwing snowballs at girls that may or may not have had ice in the middle of them.

Walter Steven Rubow was born July 15, 1941 in Chicago, Illinois in a hospital.  His parents are Walter Franklin Rubow and Lorna Neeley.  Walter, who prefers the name Steve, was the first of three boys.  He has two younger brothers.

When Steve was little, he had to play the piano for a year and a half.  When the year and a half passed, his mom gave up making him practice.  He may have not liked the piano but he did like playing the french horn in his school’s orchestra and quartet.  In fact, his quartet took first in state in school.  Winning state means all the schools in the state come and compete and see who’s better and his school got first!

As an adult, Steve still loves listening to orchestras and quartets.  His favorite instruments are the oboes and the french horns.

When Steve was little, he made his dad upset.  He was spanked by his dad with a broom stick and the broom stick broke.  I bet that he was glad that he didn’t get spanked by his teacher in the third grade.  He was talking to his friend during class.  Then the teacher said, “If you are going to keep talking, take your conversation out into the hall.”  So, he did!

It’s a good thing his teacher didn’t send him home because Steve had to walk a mile to a mile and a half to and from school.  He had to walk a mile to a mile and a half to school in the morning.  Then, a mile to a mile and a half home for lunch because he didn’t have a cafeteria at his school.  Then, he had to walk back to school after lunch.  When school got out, he had to walk back home.  That is a total of 4-6 miles a day!

His favorite subjects in school are math and English.

When he wasn’t at school, Steve liked to play ‘cops and robbers’ and ‘cowboys and indians’ and build with boxes like box trolls.  When he grew up, he wanted to be a fireman, policeman, later when he was older a chemist, and finally when he was signing up for college classes he changed his mind and decided to be a businessman.

Steve graduated from high school in Chicago, Illinois, went to college in Provo, Utah at BYU for four years and got his degree , and went four more years to Lake Forest College taking night classes and earning his Master’s degree.  After graduating, he worked in the food business.  He worked for Jewel, Star Market, and Topco.  He was president of Topco for eight years.  Then, he retired and taught at the University of Chicago for nine years.  He also did marketing and research consulting.  Then, he retired again and went on an eighteen month mission with his wife, my grandma, Sharon Jean Rubow for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in the Baltic Mission.

Steve married Sharon Jean Matheson on November 22, 1961 in the Chicago, Illinois LDS Temple.  That was 54 years ago!  Steve and Sharon have 10 children, 42 grandchildren with 2 more on the way, and 4 great grandchildren with 1 more on the way. Grandpa loves his children.

Steve’s favorite thing to do for fun is read and do cross word puzzles.  His favorite kind of books are mystery and biographies.  Steve likes to build sentences, paragraphs, letters, and stories.  Some other favorite things are the color blue, waffles or oatmeal for breakfast, hamburgers or Chicago hot dogs for lunch, and for dinner, everything from pizza to egg foo young. Speaking of food, Thanksgiving is his favorite holiday because it’s a day of thanks for all of the food you have and more desserts!

When Steve was younger he would go ‘trick-or-treating’ and get big bags of candy that would last 6 months.  Back then, candy bars were about 5 cents and were bigger than today’s candy bars.

The biggest event in Steve’s life was marrying Sharon in the Chicago temple.  Sharon is the person he admires the most.  If Steve didn’t marry Sharon, they wouldn’t have my Dad and I wouldn’t have been able to write this biography about my grandpa, Walter Steven Rubow.

The End!


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