Death
On October 27, 1941, Berry was travelling by car between gigs in Brookfield, Ohio and Toronto. Visibility was poor due to heavy fog. Approximately 15 miles from Conneaut, Ohio, the car in which he was a passenger skidded and crashed into the end of a steel bridge. Berry sustained a fractured skull and other internal injuries in the automobile accident. He was taken to Brown Memorial Hospital in Conneaut, where he died on October 30, 1941 aged 33 years.
Berry was survived by his wife, Mrs. Geraldine Berry; mother, Mrs. Margaret Berry, and sister, Miss Anne Berry. Over a thousand persons viewed Berry's coffin before his funeral at the Simpson Church. Cab Calloway came by plane from Rochester, N.Y. to attend the funeral. The pallbearers were: Duncan Hill, John James, Charles Scott, William Riley, James Wood and Wilkes Kinney. Hundreds of cars were in the funeral procession towards Peninsula Cemetery in Wheeling, West Virginia where Berry's remains were initially interred. In 1964, due to construction work on the I-70 Wheeling Tunnel thoroughfare, his remains were exhumed and moved to nearby Mt. Zion Cemetery. His remains now rest in an unmarked grave in a grassy knoll section of the cemetery.
Author Jack Kerouac was a Chu Berry fan, referring to him as "the great Chu Berry" near the beginning of The Subterraneans.
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