Edgar Rose

January 5th, 2021

Condolences from the family of Fred Miller. The great minds of OMC are together again. I loved watching Edgar inspect engines, and got kicked out from the wrong side of the rope a couple of times.

~Stacy Iwanicki
~Friend, Wonder Lake

January 1st, 2021

Friede mit Dir, lieber Edgar. Warst ein charmanter, intelligenter Zeitgenosse, der furchtlos tat, was ihm richtig erschien: “…but it is YOUR motor in question!” Und die deutsche Kultur und Sprache bedeutete – trotz der damit verbundenen geschichtlichen Katastrophen – sogar Gemeinsamkeiten zwischen uns. Nur beim Wagner-Konzert im Himmel muß ich passen, aber bei Bartock-Prokofiev-Strawinski sind wir uns wieder einig. Kein Wunder, dass Dir die moderne Klassik so gefallen hat: eckig, kantig bis unbequem, unbeugsam. Und stark. Eine Klasse für sich eben wie Du.

~Cornelia Kueffner
~friend, Bellaire, Tx, and Ehrwald, Tyrol

December 31st, 2020

Sincere condolences to all the family.
We were friends when we all lived in Glencoe.
Our children were friends in school.
Arlene Lazarus

~Arlene Lazarus
~Friend, Palm Beach Gardens,Fl

December 31st, 2020

I would like to share this moments: My brother Andreas and I met Edgar for the first time some years ago in Berlin – together with our cousin Inge. Again I met them in Vienna. This year we wanted to get together in Switzerland, but Corona came and travelplans had to be cancelled. I will never forget that Edgar made on of my dreams come true: he invited me to listen to a concert in the Musikverein in Vienna. Not to forget lunch at Café Demel and the Vienna Schnitzel. Thank you Edgar for your thoughtfulness! Bettina

~Bettina Hess
~Inge’s Cousin, Höchberg

December 30th, 2020

Sorry to hear about Edgar. We worked together many years at Outboard Marine. He was a standup, no nonsense Engineering VP who could be counted on to tell it like it is. Rest in peace Edgar.

~SamBusiness
~Business, Palm Desert

December 30th, 2020

Rest in Peace Edgar Rose.
I first met Edgar a few years ago in Kankakee at the OPC Nationals. My dad and Darrell had told stories of him way before, and my father mentioned that he was the one who had motivated him to think about propellers from a physics point of view. Papa and I went out to dinner with Edgar in Kankakee to the Red Lobster, where Edgar ordered Walleye, and as Edgar was a connoisseur of fine dining, his palate howled in rebellion, and he sent the Walleye back due to it being undercooked. He told us wonderful stories of Carl Kiekhaefer and the golden days of engineering at Mercury and OMC, which probably only strengthened my resolve to one day also end up in the Outboard industry or do something with propellers.
When I was up in Wisconsin for my internship with Evinrude, he invited me twice down to Chicago, once for dinner to a sea food restaurant where he refused to let me order since I had no idea what was good. Edgar ordered a crab dish for me, and cried out in shock when the waiter asked what kind of spices and sauces I would like with the crab, as the sauces and spices and what not would have defiled a perfectly good natural tasting dish. The other time, he invited me to a summer night Wagner concert (The flying Dutchman) with the Chicago Symphonic Orchestra, where he insisted we sit by the window with a view, overlooking the pavillion, and sip Moscow Mules.
Edgar was a fantastic fellow, a kind soul, full of charm and wonderful stories. His interests were so diverse, and uncommon for an engineer in my eyes, since he was an engineering genius, coming up with the toilet bowl down housing, yet he was more interested in sailing, classical music (especially Mahler), and when it came to racing, his unconditional adherence to play fair and stick to the rules, and always dealing with those noisy and rugged racers in a calm, and very german, demeanor. He will very much be missed by us.

~Hans Küffner-McCauley
~Friend, Vienna, Austria

December 30th, 2020

Rest in Peace Edgar Rose.
I first met Edgar a few years ago in Kankakee at the OPC Nationals. My dad and Darrell had told stories of him way before, and my father mentioned that he was the one who had motivated him to think about propellers from a physics point of view. Papa and I went out to dinner with Edgar in Kankakee to the Red Lobster, where Edgar ordered Walleye, and as Edgar was a connoisseur of fine dining, his palate cried out in rebellion, and he sent the Walleye back due to it being undercooked. He told us wonderful stories of Carl Kiekhaefer and the golden days of engineering at Mercury and OMC, which probably only strengthened my resolve to one day also end up in the Outboard industry or do something with propellers.
When I was up in Wisconsin for my internship with Evinrude, he invited me twice down to Chicago, once for dinner to a sea food restaurant where he refused to let me order since I had no idea what was good. Edgar ordered a crab dish for me, and cried out in shock when the waiter asked what kind of spices and sauces I would like with the crab, as the sauces and spices and what not would have defiled a perfectly good natural tasting dish. The other time, he invited me to a summer night Wagner concert (The flying Dutchman) with the Chicago Symphonic Orchestra, where he insisted we sit by the window with a view, overlooking the pavillion, and sip Moscow Mules.
Edgar was a fantastic fellow, a kind soul, full of charm and wonderful stories. His interests were so diverse, and uncommon for an engineer in my eyes, since he was an engineering genius, coming up with the toilet bowl down housing, yet he was more interested in sailing, classical music (especially Mahler), and when it came to racing, his unconditional adherence to play fair and stick to the rules, and always dealing with those noisy and rugged racers in a calm, and very german, demeanor. He will very much be missed by us.

~Hans Küffner-McCauley
~Friend, Vienna, Austria

December 30th, 2020

We recall fond memories of Passover seders starting in the mid-60s in Teaneck, New Jersey when the men both worked at Curtiss-Wright Corporation and our families lived next door to each other on Cumberland Avernue. Seders continued through a snowy Passover in Rockford, Illinois in the 70s and from there in Glencoe, Illinois through the mid-80s. Indeed, we moved to Glencoe from Rockford on the advice of the Roses and they helped find our house on Hohlfelder Rd. just a few blocks from theirs on Sycamore Lane. We remember Edgar’s expertise in our Gourmet Dinner Group for many years in Glencoe. Edgar’s flourless choclate cake was unparalled, a standard by which we judge all such desserts. We shared many other events, as well, including Thanksgiving dinners, Break the Fasts, etc. His rose garden was superb and we enjoyed watching Linda and Suzy growing up. We were also privileged to know Nettie, and make the acquaintance of Edgar’s two companions after her passing. Certainly, an era has passed.

~Norman and Charlotte Plotsky
~Loving Friends and former neighbors, Palm Beach Gardens, Florida

December 30th, 2020

It is extremely sad for me to hear that Edgar is no longer with us. I knew him since 1977 when, after a race, he encouraged me to use physics to think about marine propellers. He’s the original cause of the book that I’ve written on the subject, and for the propeller that our son Hans and I have produced. I will miss Edgar incredibly. Our son Hans Kueffner-McCauley (Küffner-McCauley) has written his own personal obit of Edgar on facebook. Never again will I hear of his love of Bartok, visiting Wien/Vienna to visit his parents’ graves, eat and attend musical prformances. Nor can we ever discuss propellers again.

~Joe McCauley
~Via outboard racing, Houston, Texas

December 30th, 2020

I knew Edgar through his longtime involvement with the Culinary Historians of Chicago, of which I am president. He was an endearing regular at our monthly meetings, where he always asked the most intelligent and meaningful questions of our speakers, and often added his knowledgable comments. He even shared his masterful chocolate pecan pie recipe with our group and always stayed to warmly engage with me and the other members. We will greatly miss him.

~Scott Warner
~Friend, Chicago

December 29th, 2020

Edgar & I shared a friendship that revolved around book collection”s. His cookbook collection and my late husbands, rare Chicago collection. I found him to be a most interesting and charming man, who will be missed by so many. May he rest in peace.

~carole gutter
~friend, chicago,illinois

December 29th, 2020

Until Edgar moved to Highland Park we were his next door neighbors for 30 years and we loved him very much. Every time we spoke he had something new to tell us of his travels or of his grandchildren or of a new wine or food he had found. Edgar loved to tell stories and it was always a true pleasure to spending time with him, especially at block parties where we learned of his escape to America. Shortly after we moved in Donna told Edgar she was having trouble with chipmunks digging dirt out of her potted plants. He showed her how to take rat traps and mix peanut butter and oil to trap the chipmunks; something Donna would not do. But it showed us that Edgar was either very smart or had too much time on his hands. We soon found out he was very smart. Edgar was a constant in the neighborhood, at block parties, and in town. We will miss him.

~David & Donna Tropp
~Former neighbor, Glencoe