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As my lead technician, he played an extremely vital role in my company; but also in my life. Even though he was of Russian decent and I African American, we were very close like family. I called him Uncle, he called me Nephew.

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Our bond began when I was in Middle School! He'd bring tomatoes to my Grandmother; and after she passed away, to my Mother. My daughters were very fond of him. He had a quick temper and would tell you off in a minute...! Yet, it was still comical.

 

 

It's very interesting that the first organ that I sold as a kid (through him) was the first model produced by the Hammond Organ Company...the Model A!

 

 

I saw him on a Friday as we laughed about the bag of tomatoes that he gave to me for Mom. Then I saw him Saturday in which he shared some things with me and expressed how sick he was. Monday morning, I received that dreaded call...

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He will be sorely missed.

 

 

A great man. A great technician. A great Uncle...the late Mr. John (Jack) Pelak.

Real Tonewheels! No Clonewheels!

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