Gene Leon Aasen
November 12, 1942 ~ March 1, 2022
He was born on November 12, 1942, in San Diego, California, the son of the late Leon and Vivian (Olsen) Aasen.
He was married on May 17, 1975, in Columbia, Missouri to Susan Anne Bryan, who resides at the home.
He was a graduate of Clarkfield High School in Clarkfield, Minnesota and received a Bachelor of Science Degree in Political Science and a minor in Physics from the University of Minnesota in Morris, Minnesota.
Gene joined the United States Navy at the age of nineteen doing submarine service.
He worked for the University of Missouri Research Reactor as a Reactor Operator and then a Senior Reactor Operator when he met his wife, Susan. He became a nuclear engineer and worked for various companies that built nuclear power plants until he became disabled with Parkinson’s disease.
Gene was a very smart man and was a member of Mensa International, a high-IQ society. He loved to read, bowl, play games, including board and card games, and watch the history channel. Gene was the most loving husband, father, grandfather, brother, and friend that anyone could ask for.
Survivors include his wife, Susan of forty-six years; a daughter, Jennifer Fruth, Jefferson City; a son, Eric (Kristin) Aasen, Pewaukee, Wisconsin; three grandchildren, Brandon Fruth, Ian Aasen, and Eva Aasen; and two brothers, Mark (Lynn) Aasen, Kenosha, Wisconsin; and Mike (Patricia) Aasen, Fort Mill, South Carolina.
He was preceded in death by a brother, Richard Aasen.
A celebration of life will be held at a later time for family and friends.
In lieu of flowers, donations are suggested to the Parkinson’s Support Groups, (reference Gene’s name), Parkinson’s Support Groups, 1311 Vintage Dr., Columbia, Missouri 65203.
Dulle-Trimble Funeral Home is in charge of arrangements.
Those wishing to send condolences to the family may do so at the www.dulletrimble.com website.
I met Gene back in the early 80s as we were working on construction of a nuclear plant in Arizona. Gene was easy to get to know with a fun sense of humor and we shared something else in common. We both loved bowling. I had not bowled competitively in more than a decade when Gene asked me to bowl on a team with him. Our lives went in different directions after that. We stayed in touch sporadically and he would always ask about how the bowling was going. He was like the proud papa as he learned of my accomplishments on the lanes. He was a great guy.