beaulla's husband

i never really new his name or exactly what he did,as a job or the type of a person he might have been but she must have been quite a horrible wife to make him want to end his life. beaulla and her betrothed lived in the house directly straight across the street from my grandpa and grandma.someone told me when i was a child,"i think it was my grandma," he put a vacuum cleaner hose from the exhaust of his 59' ford to and through it's window. i don't think i ever saw him but by the looks of beaulla i'm certain he wasn't a male model. i never really knew beaulla, and i didn't ever want to know beaulla, she scared me, she reminded me of the witch on the wizard of oz that was after dorothy, beaulla's daughter though wasn't half bad, at least in the 1960's,"maybe by now she's grown a wart on her nose,with a single black hair growing out of it." whatever the case may be i just can't understand how a man could choose death over beaulla, or maybe i can. what a wuss.