Bruce Trameri

I just became aware of Bruce's passing and wish to add a memory. I met Bruce as my VALIC investment counselor at Colorado State University. We became friends over time through common interests including investing, riding motorcycles and having a beer on a hot day. We rode motorcycles one hot summer afternoon from Fort Collins to Estes Park in the mountains, a good day of talking and enjoying the road and scenery. We spent a couple hours in a bar and returned in the afternoon and had dinner where my lady friend joined us. We had occasional lunches but I retired and we lost touch. I am shocked to hear of his passing since he was always the picture of health to me. I am 12 years older and have good memories of our discussions and our interest in motorcycles. Godspeed, my friend.

Bruce and I worked together at The University of Northern Iowa. We stayed I. Touch off and on; thankfully, we reconnected when he returned to WI. We kept up an active conversation via email and text since that return to WI. He was a terrific friend snd coworker. He kept me laughing for the last 41 years.

Bruce was definitely one of a kind. The only man I knew who had a tinfoil collection to keep his cats off his couches and a Packers cheese hat! Bruce was my first friend and mentor working in Financial Services. He was always encouraging and helped me through the dark periods of raising kids and establishing a financial practice. He was truly a man of fashion and could rock sandals and socks with any outfit. He loved life, wine, and the packers. I loved razing him about those silly cheese heads. When I would bring my kids to the office, he would time them riding the elevator with his cheese hat on and laugh as the ran down the halls screaming, much to the chagrin of our neighbors in the building. Cheers to you Bruce, may you have an abundance of cheese curds for eternity and may your cup of Leinenkugel’s runneth over!

Bruce was definitely one of a kind. The only man I knew who had a tinfoil collection to keep his cats off his couches and a Packers cheese hat! Bruce was my first friend and mentor working in Financial Services. He was always encouraging and helped me through the dark periods of raising kids and establishing a financial practice. He was truly a man of fashion and could rock sandals and socks with any outfit. He loved life, wine, and the packers. I loved razing him about those silly cheese heads. When I would bring my kids to the office, he would time them riding the elevator with his cheese hat on and laugh as the ran down the halls screaming, much to the chagrin of our neighbors in the building. Cheers to you Bruce, may you have an abundance of cheese curds for eternity and may your cup of Leinenkugel’s runneth over!

I met Bruce when he enrolled at Adams State College in Alamosa, CO. He and my husband and another good friend in the graduate program were the best of friends. I too have known Bruce from 1981 onward. His Christmas cards were the first we ever received each year. I emailed him daily the last several months. Always corresponding with him, at least every 6 months. One of my fondest memories was taking he, Glade Cook, and Babes and our family up to our cabin in Woodland Park. Our youngest son, Matthew, (5), purposely dropped the skelton key into the outhouse pit. Bruce tried to retrieve it with a stick, but gave up very quickly, so did Glade. " Babes "got it out! We all laughed! He was a sweet, good looking man, kind and such a good friend. He will be missed. When he told us he didn't want any more treatments, I asked if he believed in Jesus Christ. He of course said he did. He had gotten everything in order. I told him your death will be like a reunion for you. Seeing family that has died before you, your good friends, espically Glade. He said that was true and he was looking forward to it! I know in my heart that I will see Bruce again, for eternity. I loved him! I will miss talking with him. We called him "Kulo Bruce", from Adams State College. Cherith Marchase