Albert Seawright

The youngest of seven children, Albert was the last of his siblings. He was proud of his father Dover’s skill as a farmer and ability to prevail in the daily challenges of the segregated South. His beloved mother, Odessa (known as Gussie) died when he was 10 years old – a loss that shadowed him the rest of his life. After graduating from high school, he followed his older brother Dover (DJ) and sisters Janie (Sister), Emma Ruth and Edna Mae to Connecticut for opportunities to work. Drafted into the Army, he served at Checkpoint Charlie in Berlin, Germany at the beginning stages of the Cold War conflict.

After returning from Germany he met his wife, Adriana, when they crossed paths at the state mental hospital where they both worked (he never tired of joking that he was the one with the keys). Their love affair lasted 56 years, through joy, grief, and adventure, and – with Adriana playing his “straight man” – there was always, always laughter. Over the decades they shared a love of blues music, long drives, nature, eight cats and countless cross-country adventures. Although they did not have children, Albert loved his many nieces and nephews deeply, and they loved him.

A man with many work experiences over the years, he was especially proud of becoming a certified nuclear welder and building the country’s nuclear submarines. He also loved driving and traveled as a long-distance truck driver for a period of time. Fundamentally a homebody, he quickly realized it wasn’t for him but he sure had fun while he did! A quiet man with a quick and wicked sense of humor, he often defied people’s assumptions about him. Not one to like the limelight, it was easy to overlook him in a crowd – but that was fine with him as he sat on the sidelines keenly observing and later making humorous observations. Albert worked hard to cultivate a curmudgeonly persona, but underneath he was as soft as a baby.

He and Adriana shared a loving, happy life of quiet service, always stepping in to be of help to those family and friends who needed it. Albert’s quiet commitment and sacrifice was especially evident when deciding to move to Texas, ultimately caring for Adriana’s mother as her needs increased with age. While Texas was hard on Albert’s career, he was happy for the opportunity to indulge his lifelong love of Western films; rarely was he seen without his boots and sharply-pressed Western shirts – and on special occasions his 4X Resistol hat. Albert Seawright was a beloved brother, cousin, uncle, and friend. His loss leaves a mountain-sized hole in our hearts and he is dearly missed.

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.neptunesociety.com/location/san-antonio-cremation for the Seawright family.