Truett Hause

Truett Hause was the eldest son of Rev. Alvin and Bertha Hause. Truett is survived by his brother and sister, Dwight Hause and Lois Gibbs, and preceded in death by his brother, David Hause.

The Hause family lived in the greater Kansas City area and was involved with Maywood Church and Bales Baptist Church. There were family stories of telescopes, Laddie the dog, goat's milk to help with digestion, sleeping on the screened-in porch on summer days, and family vacations. Truett's family gave him a model for life: love of God, family, and country.

Truett attended William Jewell College for his undergraduate degree and UMKC for his master's degree in education.

He proudly served his country in World War II and earned the rank of Lieutenant in the United States Navy as a pilot and flight instructor. In his later years, he began to share his experiences serving in the South Pacific and Aleutian Islands. He talked about sunbathing on the wings of the PBY, using the stars for guidance, and flying under the radar for submarine patrol. He took great pride in the fact that he trained many pilots during the later part of WWII.

Truett taught US government and civics at Shawnee Mission North and East High Schools from 1947 – 1978. He felt it important to challenge his students with knowledge of the US Constitution. He loved teaching, taking great pride in his professional life, and he felt that being a high school teacher was a noble career.

After the war, Truett wed Lucille Anderson and had two daughters, Linda Dodds and Kathryn (Trudy) Cooley. He was a dedicated father and husband. A significant period in his life came when he devoted himself to caring for Lucy during her last years of life. Pawpaw's devotion extended to his grandchildren, Lindsay, Holly, Amanda, and Garry. During their youth he fulfilled many roles and took great joy in seeing that his grandchildren experienced life to the fullest. He was proud of their accomplishments and achievements.

Truett had many interests. He loved traveling, maps, real estate, history, being the family photographer and historian, gardening, music, and singing.

He had a beautiful bass voice and experienced great joy singing with his barbershop quartets and chorus. He loved tight harmony, marching bands, Handel's Messiah, trumpets, organ music, and hymns. Even during his later days he sang a wide range of songs with perfect pitch.

Truett, Daddy, Pawpaw, was a sincere, patient, knowledgeable, unassuming and honorable man. His family never heard him speak ill of anyone or carry a grudge.

He will be sorely missed.