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General (ly) Gillmore – Lorain- Civil War – Part 5

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Part One http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2014/09/05/general-quincy-a-gillmore-the-dining-room-dilemna/

Part Twohttp://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2014/09/08/general-ly-gillmore-lorain-the-early-years/

Part Three
http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2014/09/13/generally-gillmore-lorain-the-early-years-pt-3/

Part Four http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2014/09/17/generally-gillmore-lorain-part-4/
Quartus Gillmore came with his father from Mass. to clear and work the 1,000 acres .

Quartus sons He had 4 sons and 4 daughters

Below is a photo of Quartus Gillmore and Elizabeth Reid. ( center) ( courtesy of Matt Weisman)-
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The photo was purchased by Matt Weisman as a photo of Quartus and his family as stated with the text here :

Seller Notes: “Huge Vintage One Of A Kind Photo”
Original/Reprint: Original Print Photo Type: Huge Albumen
Listed By: Dealer or Reseller Subject: Quincy AdamsGilmore,Parents,Brother,AustrianKnight
Date of Creation: 1861 Region of Origin: US
Huge Old Photo The person seated at the lower right is Brigadier General Quincy Adams Gillmore (1825-1888). My guess is that the two people seated in the center front are Quartus Gillmore (1790-1869) and his wife Elizabeth Reid Gilmore (1797-1876)…..the parents of Brigadier General Quincy Adams Gillmore. My guess is that the person seated lower left is Cornelius Reid Gillmore (1841-1911)..the brother of Brigadier General Quincy Adams Gillmore. My guess is that the person standing furthest to the left is Ann Fitzgerald Gillmore (1840-1914) …the wife of Cornelius Reid Gillmore. —————– I believe that the photo album that this pic came from belonged to Cornelius Reid Gillmore. His is the pic in the album (not included) that is in the number 1 position. A pic in the number 3 position in the album is for certain Brigadier General Quincy Adams Gillmore. That pic is in a separate listing. Notice how the women behind Cornelius is close to him and has her hand on him as if she is his wife…an affectionate touching it really looks like…. Then notice how the women behind Quincy Adams is sort of further back and the hand is on him like she is feeling sorry for him in terms of Quincy losing his wife in 1861. I believe this pic was taken in the early to mid 1860s.Probably 1861. The Album which this photo came from included many cabinet photos of the people in this photo later in life. One of those cabinet photos was Quincy Adams Gillmore. Right smack in the middle of some of the other cabinet photos of people in this huge photo. Another Tell is look at the hair of Quartus and look at the hair around the ear of Quincy in the other listing of him as a Brigadier General. (if the other listing is up) The hair is sort of wavy around the ears of both of them.

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This is, as stated, “guess work” by the seller- personally I have a reasonable doubt as to the person said to be General Gillmore is our General- however, I would love to have the people here confirmed as to their identity .

None the less General Quincy Adams Gillmore was the son of Quartus and Elizabeth and was born on the family farm – now known as Lakeview Park.

Matt Weisman

Matt Weisman

There are a great many stories and accounts of General Gillmore “some” of which can be found here

http://www.civilwar.org/education/history/biographies/quincy-gillmore.html

http://www.ohiohistorycentral.org/w/Quincy_Gillmore

http://www.dtic.mil/get-tr-doc/pdf?AD=ADA546281

http://www.battleofolustee.org/reports/gillmore1.htm

and Matt Weisman local historian, researcher has presentations available on the fame and life of General Quincy Adams Gillmore .
You can reach Matt and read about the presentation in the document link that follows:

Local History Presentations by Matthew Weisman

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There is a lot more to Quincy Adams Gillmore- a young man who authored a poem at West Point in 1846 titled Erie ( now for sale on E-Bay for $6,500 dollars ) http://www.ebay.com/itm/Original-1846-West-Point-Cadet-Poem-Titled-Erie-by-Quincy-Adams-Gillmore-

But I want to go back to recent history – that of the gathering in my dining room- as we salivated like kids in a candy store over the artifacts from Peggy.

http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2014/04/28/history-mystery-lives-of-lorain-gillmore/

Of course there were the photos and history of the Gillmores and the pride they felt for their famous Civil War General. This was evidenced by an old print found tightly rolled in a cardboard tube –

COPY RIGHT 1890 STORMING OF FORT WAGNER – “CHARGE OF THE 54 MASS(COL) RGT JULY 18TH 1863- (UNION) GENERAL GILLMORE

Unfortunately, the whole print would not fit in my scanner but here is a jpg of the 1890 print .
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http://www.gilderlehrman.org/collections/1341afdb-9ee3-4c39-819c-400444799327

The finding of this print sent us off on the little known “glory” of the General……….

https://sites.google.com/a/w-csd.org/civil-war/pop-culture/artwork/storming-fort-wagner

To be continued

September 23, 2014 at 12:05 pm Leave a comment

September 11th- the Memory and the Terror -2014

Photo Mark Teleha

Photo Mark Teleha


Since I cannot bring myself to use the visuals of what is still happening in Syria and Iraq – I have chosen Mark’s photo as yet another wave breaks upon our shore.

NOTE: We are now at the 13th Anniversary of September 11th – and still we are in fear and loathing of those that try to strike terror in the hearts of ordinary folk. Beheadings, torture, rapes and whole societies wiped out and today- September 11th we remember the day the terror came home to the USA! I wrote the following on the 10th anniversary, reprising once again as we take yet another step in the horror which the world of fanatical religions dictating our lives.


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10 years it is unbelievable to me a decade has passed – the sights and sounds of that day so vivid still- an act which will send the perpetrators to perdition.

Normally I would write an updated remembrance but I am in my own kind of man-made purgatory at the moment so I choose to remember as I did last year (below) . I also remember 9-11-09 …. the day of hope as Chris took his first infusion of SGN 35…… that September 11th dawning with hope just as years before a glorious September morn saw hope crashing to the earth…… the outcome was the same “grief and loss”………..a time to remember those that continue to give their lives ………………………….


Loose Change Poster – design by Chris Ritchey

‘Kind” -having or showing a tender and considerate and helpful nature

There was no “kindness” in the nature of that September day as terror flew into the everyday working lives of those who experienced the dreadful destruction of September 11th 2001

They say you remember where you were and what you were doing until you die certain events-

September 3rd- 1939

Dec. 7th – 1941

November 22-1963

And September 11th 2001.

ED NOTE:The linked video is from ordinary citizens with a view of the destruction- released 5 years after that September 11th day

I was sitting on the couch that morning, having my first cup of tea- my son- in -law to be called

“We are being attacked”

Knowing his penchant for practical jokes and phone calls I said

yeah yeah right- tell me more”

Just then my daughter came down the stairs with the phone in her hand , hair dripping wet –

Mum he is right a plane just flew into a building in New York – turn on the television.

Another call beeped in it was my mum

“Oh there has been a terrible accident a plane has flown into a skyscraper”

Just as she said that Tony ( my cousin who was over for a trip ) is heard in the back ground

“Bloody Hell there is another one.”

We all went silent, incredulous watching as devastation rained down from the sky on a beautiful September morning.

I called my son- he told me that they were being evacuated from the college and told to return home- there was something going on in Cleveland , as he was heading to his campus apartment there were agents and militia armed with weapons in and around the streets- it was very tense. They were told to stay inside.

That day had a profound effect on this nation – I remember for the next two mornings- as I watered the garden not a sound from the sky , no roaring of the high-speed boats out on the lake- traffic was almost non existent- the sound of a siren sent chills- flags appeared outside the houses and on the streets – as if a patriotic garden bloomed from the carnage.

We did not move from the television- we watched as if from another planet the “human” story unfold that day. We hardly knew how to express our thoughts -the ugliness of hatred brought home -engulfing and billowing out as the towers and civilization fell in the name of “Jihad”.

As for those that carried out these attacks there are no adequate words of condemnation. Their barbarism will stand as their shame for all eternity.
–British Prime Minister Tony Blair

My son used his talents , he did a series of posters – that I have yet to find since his passing. It was after that day my son wore his patriotism proudly – always one to fly the flag ( more on that at the closure of this blog) he defended her the way he knew best through his work.

Yes , I am remembering Septembers and they are tinged with pride , lack of understanding , helplessness and prejudice against those that cause pain to the human heart and condition ………

and all who weep including the willow WE REMEMBER SEPT 11TH IN OUR OWN WAY!

September 10, 2014 at 9:35 pm 2 comments

Eric Barnes’ Heroes Walk- Lorain County Beautiful

Logo - Chris Ritchey

Logo – Chris Ritchey

ED NOTE: Charleston Village Society

http://www.loraincounty.com/charlestonlorai/

received the notification a few days ago , Eric Barnes’ Heroes Walk, received a nomination for the 2014 Award. Since we were required to send in information about the project and since our “defense” of the property caused such “blathering” recently,

http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2014/08/13/freedom-of-speech-usa-really-pt-4/

I thought it would be a good time to share our response to the Awards Committee. We may not win but the people who have given so much are most certainly winners already!

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ERIC BARNES’ HEROES WALK – Lorain County Beautiful 2014

A small pathway was originally planned as a way to connect the area known as Settlers’ Watch, 2nd Street and Oberlin Ave. to the area where Charleston Village Society Inc. had recently completed The Admiral King Tribute Site, 1st Street and Hamilton Ave. . The area of brush and trees in between the two sites had become a dumping ground for all manner of trash, garbage and undesirable activities within this Lorain’s oldest neighborhood. It took 25 loads of 5 ton dump trucks to clear what is now the area known as Eric Barnes’ Heroes Walk.
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At the same moment in time as this clearance was happening, Lorain City Council was looking to honor Eric Barnes, who had been killed in action in Iraq. Councilman Dan Given asked if Charleston Village Society (CVSI) could do something in his honor. Since we already had the Eric Barnes Eagle tree carving at Settler’s Watch pathwaSWAK

and the Admiral King Tribute site on the opposite side of the block of land we proposed a linking of the sites honoring two heroes, Eric Barnes and Fleet Admiral Ernest J King. eagle  and AK

What started off as a simple walkway then grew as more information on Lorain’s lost heroes in Iraq and Afghanistan was researched. The walk became a huge project and is being done in three phases. The initial phase laid out the gardens of tribute for all the young men (to date) who were killed in the Iraq and Afghanistan wars, who were also born in Lorain.

As you walk along the pathway, you will see signage depicting the personal information for each hero- a bench where one can sit and enjoy the views of Lake Erie, their own garden space and piece of individualized art work. Each of the heroes’ families were contacted as to what they would like to see the signage , which was designed by volunteers and paid for with donations from the community , as to the verbiage and which spot along the walk they would like for their sons or brothers as well as any favorite plants .
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CVSI raised the money for the signs, plants, art work and expenses encountered through donations to our 501C3 s. The community also donated plants, trees and labor. Two of the benches, are from the now demolished Lorain Admiral King High School. The benches donated by class member were repurposed and were placed in the tribute spaces of the two Lorain City Schools graduates, Marine Lance Corporal David Hall and Army 1st Sgt. Bruce Horner. The other benches for Marine Lance Corporal Ryan Giese and Army Sgt. Louis Torres are also made of recycled material.

CVSI, as with the Settlers’ Watch site which is 95% repurposed and recycled material, including the trees and the mulch and the Admiral King Tribute Site which is also 100% repurposed and recycled ( apart from the flags which fly on the ship’s mast flag pole), has focused on recycling and repurposing for Eric Barnes’ Heroes Walk .

All the lighting is “solar” and the pathway itself is being covered with recycled concrete, when we can acquire it, this also fits the requirement for the Americans with Disabilities recommendations. Phase Two was completed this past spring.

As we continue with Phase Three of the project, the community will find the United States Marine Corps. Monument being placed and a flag pole. The site has been prepared for that aspect of the walk thanks to the City of Lorain who actually own the property. The tree carvings from the tree lawn on 2nd Street will also be re-positioned along the walkway as they are being refurbished and the wood stabilized.

Every day there are volunteers weeding, planting and watering the site. The site is ongoing and growing with something different every day, every week
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We have received in kind donations of lighted bollards, (yet to be placed) more trees and plants as the site grows. 100% of every monetary donation goes toward the site. However it is the labor and in kind donations from the community, as a whole, which make this honor for our heroes even possible.

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Eric Barnes’ Heroes Walk which started as a simple “pathway” has now become a place of tranquility , reflection and beauty , a place honoring Lorain’s young men who gave their all in this most recent of wars. The gardens along the winding path, once a place for dumping trash, are now places of pride within the neighborhood. Every summer evening will find people walking, children playing on the green spaces neighbors enjoying the cooling breezes. There is once again a sense of community, as noted on the 4th of July , as families gathered respectfully to watch the 4th of July fireworks and the freedom they represent- earned at the ultimate price to pay by the young men honored along the walk of heroes . This special place is reminder to all who now enjoy the sights , sounds , the fragrance of blossoms of our freedom every day and a pride has returned in this Lorain’s oldest and much abused over the decades , neighborhood.

August 18, 2014 at 12:28 pm 1 comment

Freedom- The Pride- The Glory – Remember

Who  I  Am - Chris Ritchey

Who I Am – Chris Ritchey


The sky was robin egg blue this morning, the lake kissed with silver and gold. The air cooling to those of fevered brow. A day of glory, when all young men and woman who have given their everything are to be thanked for giving us the peace of this day with the freedom to enjoy. Their voices are stilled , their presence hidden from our world and yet they speak and are heard in the laughter of each child who is without fear of living in this city on the shore. Their presence can be felt when the voices of debate are raised in opposing ideas.

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This is their gift to us who remain- we must not forget , we must cherish the gift of life they have given to us and maybe just maybe if we are quiet and still in our reflection as their symbol of country is flown against the robin egg blue sky they will hear our gratitude and know their sacrifice was not in vain.
Eric Barnes Heroes Walk

http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2012/10/10/eric-barnes-heroes-walk-the-update/

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Admiral King Tribute Site- Purple Heart recipient Don Fugitt United States Army raises the flags with Ernest Ritchey US Air force

Bruce Horner

Army 1st Sgt. Bruce Horner – Son of Ed and Betty Horner
Died June 1, 2007 Serving During Operation Iraqi Freedom assigned to the 127th Military Police Company, 709th Military Police Battalion, 18th Military Police Brigade, 21st Theater Support Command, Fliegerhorst, Germany; died in Seddah of wounds sustained when his unit came in contact with enemy forces using small-arms fire.
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Airman 1st Class Eric Barnes – Son of Tom and Shary Barnes
Died June 10, 2007 Serving During Operation Iraqi Freedom assigned to the 90th Logistics Readiness Squadron, F.E. Warren Air Force Base, Wyo.; died as result of an improvised explosive device attack on an Air Force convoy about 100 miles south of Baghdad.

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Marine Lance Corporal David Hall son of Delmar and Lulu Hall
Died August 31, 2009 Serving During Operation Enduring Freedom assigned to the 2nd Battalion, 8th Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, N.C.; died Aug. 31 in Garmsir, Afghanistan, while supporting combat operations.
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Marine Lance Corporal Joseph “Ryan” Giese son of Larry Giese and Connie Wascovich
Died January 7, 2011 Serving During Operation Enduring Freedom assigned to 2nd Battalion, 9th Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, N.C.; died Jan. 7 in Helmand province, Afghanistan, while conducting combat operations.
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Louis Torres

Sgt. Louis Torres son of Albert Torres and Armanda Ellis. who was fatally injured Aug. 6 in Afghanistan Sgt. Torres lost his battle with his wounds on August 22, 2012 .Torres was assigned to the 2nd Battalion, 3rd Infantry Regiment, 3rd Stryker Brigade Combat Team, Joint Base Lewis-McChord, Washington.

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May 24, 2014 at 4:49 pm 2 comments

History View- Lorain- Can you see what I see

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Very early handwritten map of Lorain ( then Black River Township/ Charleston Village)

I can’t explain it to those that don’t have “past vision”- it isn’t 20/20 and it isn’t demo vision. Lorain’s history isn’t my history per se my Lorain history is very recent 1st generation- I too, was an immigrant from Britain. Actually Lorain was built upon “immigration” and had an influx of immigrants coming here for work in the last century . Lorain’s history is pretty recent history for those whose grandparents or parents settled here to work at the steel plant, Ford Motor etc .

They settled here because of work. A number of different groups Italians, Polish, Irish, Hispanic apparently clung to their “cultural backgrounds” and although they built homes, worked for the all American dollar, they celebrated and still celebrate their traditions and their homelands heritage. The clubs where they gathered now have for the most part gone the way of http://www.pulselorainmag.com/Main/Articles/Ethnic_Lorain_County_90.aspx Lorain’s older “history” .

In fact, I marveled when I came here as a young bride and was taken to the Royal Canadian Legion as that is where the Brits gathered. Although there weren’t many English, as I remember, some of the “old guard” at the Legion had come as War Brides etc. 1939-45. And in fact only the post commander Jake Verroni (sp) and I had any “Canadian” affiliation whatsoever.

I was welcomed into the Ladies Auxiliary being very young not yet 24 I was totally confused as to what this was all about. Fresh from London and a “happening London” to Lorain was definitely a culture shock. This was not my scene at all but I didn’t want to be impolite to the neighbor that introduced me to “culture” club :)

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Marching down Broadway for parades in a kilt and velvet jacket and very unflattering argyle socks was even more of a shock too my system but you try to fit in in a new country and community and celebrate the traditions of that country and community . I will say the kilt, jacket and socks were soon left behind and community theatre and a small repertoire company in Avon Lake – Chef Henri took up more of my time.

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However, the Pipe Band appealed to my husband and we dug up some Scottish ancestry for him in the way back and beyond ( His name was Ritchey after all) .

Ironically when the Scots were being spotlighted in , I believe 1983, I was the one they approached to chair the Scottish Spotlight Committee for that year. I politely pointed out to the “committee” having an Englishman ( woman) head the Scottish committee and Scottish Culture would be frowned upon by true Scots!

My family and I did get involved and a wee girl( my wee girl) rode upon Nessie as it pulled the float with castles, golf courses, covered in bluebells and heather, dancers and pipers, the front and sides covered in tartan. Only to lose the trophy to the Polish float with a huge picture of the Pope on a flat-bed truck – as the All American judges ( who obviously knew very little about Scottish culture said

there wasn’t enough representation of Scotland.

AHH ethnicity – depends whose is most prominent in the diversity of a community :) Note to the International ( old Guard) Now you know why there was never another float like Nessie-;)

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One day the little girl was asked if she would like to ride on top of the Loch Ness Monster in a parade (the day of the parade the temperature hit 102, a drummer plopped his Glengarry on the little girls head as she rode 10 foot in the air on top of Nessie. (What was that mother (me) thinking?) The resulting photo did win a National award for the photographer Tom Whittington). Would she also like to learn a dance called the Fling? Everyone thought this sounded like great fun. So began the little girl’s journey of the dance

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Today , there is no longer a Canadian Legion and a lot of the ethnic based clubs have also gone . I could never understand why this community and now indeed the USA needs to be hyphenated – Polish- American, Scottish- American – Mexican- American what is so wrong with just being American?This was strongly brought home to me when taking my citizenship three years after arrival that according to the Department of Immigration and Naturalization there is no such thing.

My thinking is back in the early days of Lorain the settlers were content in just having people of any nationality around to help build the cabins , cut the trails and hunt for food, prayed to their God all together in a little meeting-house, sent their children to learn from one another and with one another. Those early were not a hyphenated community – they couldn’t afford the luxury of being “hyphenated” .
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Lorain still celebrates her ethnic diversity each year with the Lorain International Festival. More and more I have noticed the diverse ethnic clubs and churches of the past have in the Bazaar itself been replaced by commercial concerns and the selections have narrowed .

Ironically at the Celebration of Trees for the Light Up Lorain , as CVSI were decorating the “Lorain” tree with lilacs and heritage of Lorain’s past

http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2013/12/01/lilacs-of-lorain-and-now-roses-part-6/

I was taken to task by the lady trimming one of the Hispanic trees for not following the international flavor of the trees -

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What nationality of tree is that she asked – you are supposed to be celebrating Lorain’s ethic community.

I smiling pointed out to her without the settlers and captains etc carving a community ( as one people) -the “sufferers” -there would not be an “International Community” at all to trim trees

to be continued……….

May 1, 2014 at 7:52 pm 6 comments

NOV.11th- Flanders Fields -Remembering War

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I use this video in most of my November 11th posts it tugs at my heart and my conscience. The Great War - 1914-1918 – my grandmothers and elderly aunts called it. When they spoke of the Great War it was not with the same camaraderie my mother and younger aunts and uncles who had fought and been “blitzed”. They, the aged, didn’t seem to have the same national fulfillment of achievement in their voices the attitude shown by those of the next generation.

Uncle Jim- lost two  legs RAF Pilot WW2

Uncle Jim- lost two legs RAF Pilot WW2


“We shall not flag or fail. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air. We shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be” Winston Chruchill


The pride of watching the skies above as the Battle of Britain Pilots as they defended their “sceptered isle.” seemed missing as they talked of bombs and carnage, although on the side of victory , there was somehow something hollow in their remembrance of those years of World War 1.

This was a war that was so horrible, unthinkable with so many men lost, a generation lost , never had there been such human destruction on such a scale before or since. It was supposed to be the war to end all wars The Great War in Europe started in 1914- the 100 year anniversary will be noted in Europe next year.

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The number of men mobilised by both sides: the central powers (Germany, Austria-Hungary, Bulgaria and Turkey), and the allied powers (Britain and Empire, France, Belgium, Russia, Italy, USA), totalled over 65 million.

When the fighting was finally over, no-one could tell exactly how many had been killed but historians estimate that up to 10 million men lost their lives on the battlefield – and another 20 million were wounded…..it is perhaps best remembered for the staggering loss of human life. In the decade following the Great War many had the firm conviction that it should be “the war to end all wars”. …

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/special_report/1998/10/98/world_war_i/198172.stm

I wasn’t born during either of the “World Wars” but I do remember my grand dad who lived to a ripe old age . I remember his whiskers, the smell of beer ( which wasn’t that unpleasant) and of sweet-smelling tobacco, although I can’t remember him with a pipe or a cigarette. The roughness of his jacket on my cheek as he held me on his lap toasting bread by the fire .

He was an old reprobate (I later learned) but to me he was the one who would come home from the pub and always had a present in his pocket for me , sometimes sweets, sometimes a few pennies and on one brilliant occasion a kitten named Jimmy!
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I was the youngest girl grandchild and he would tease me unmercifully ( or so it seemed) but I knew he loved me even if his nickname for me was “maggot”.

In fact I was just married when he died , he had been to my wedding just weeks before with his fancy woman as my one aunt called her. My grandmother had died 10 years before .
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We received a call he was in hospital and asking to see me . I went. I remember his little old face as white as the hospital pillow case upon which his head rested . He smiled , the twinkle had gone out of his blue eyes- he told my husband you take care of my little maggot in those United States of yours, squeezed my hand and said

come back tomorrow

and I said I would. What I didn’t know , he had told my aunt, who was a nurse at the hospital, he couldn’t die until he had seen me and then he could go.
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As we drove down the country lanes in Suffolk to get to my other aunt’s, I could not shake the feel of his hand squeezing mine, it stayed with me the whole journey home. When we arrived my aunt told me he died not 5 minutes after I had left the room. He had made my grandmother’s life miserable, had given her 6 children , three sons and three daughters, and many, many hardships.

But as I read articles and history such as the Diary of Harry Drinkwater:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2491760/Harry-Drinkwaters-lost-diary-Great-War.html

After five days in the trenches, we’re thankful we can still walk. I’ve had approximately an hour’s sleep a day – always standing up.

Often, when from sheer exhaustion I doze off, I’m awakened by a fat squeaking rat on my shoulder or feel it running over my head.

Most of the rations fail to arrive – because the communication trenches are water-logged and being continually shelled. We eat with hands caked in mud, which has caused many cases of acute dysentery.

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Deluged: Three members of Harry’s company can be seen here posing in a trench flooded with mud almost to waist height

In common with others, I’ve done regular turns at the firing line. It’s a very creepy business looking over the top, imagining every noise is a German. A rat skirmishing among empty tins in no-man’s land is sufficient to attract all our attention.

Each morning, one hour before daybreak, every man stands in the trench until daylight. This is in case the Germans follow the old custom of attacking just before dawn. The same happens an hour before sunset.

Last night, I had a narrow squeak. I was wedged in the mud when I heard a shell coming. Unable to move quickly, I crouched when it burst on the parapet and got covered in dirt.

Later, we marched to our billets [for rest days]. This morning, Christmas Day, I took my shirt off – thick with dried mud – and had a wash. We had one tub and no soap between about 50 fellows.

Friday, December 31

Back on the firing line, and nearly up to our waists in mud. We’ve found a new diversion — at dusk, we put a small piece of cheese on the end of a bayonet, wait for a rat to have a nibble, and then pull the trigger.

I think of my grand dad as a young man , a career soldier, who fought in those trenches, slithered in muck, covered with lice and blood , fodder for cannon and rats alike , living the horror of trench warfare, and ultimately being “gassed ” and shot. I am sure this had to change a man. He sent three of his sons to war 20 years later, and according to my mum they too came home different men, as did my father
http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2010/09/20/long-time-passing-gone-to-fighting-part-4/
and millions of young men from around the world through the wars to follow .

Lyrics to I was only 19 at the end of the post

Today, more young men are returning home battle weary and scarred both physically and emotionally. And yet we count them among the lucky ones for many will never see the shores of home and we should never forget …………..

Photo Roger Brownson

Photo Roger Brownson


http://thatwoman.wordpress.com/2012/11/12/dedication-ceremony-eric-barnes-heroes-walk-the-coverage/

and grand dad this one is for you – Maggot

Lyrics to I was Only 19

Mum and Dad and Denny saw the passing-out parade at Puckapunyal
It was a long march from cadets.
The sixth battalion was the next to tour, and it was me who drew the card.
We did Canungra, Shoalwater before we left.

And Townsville lined the footpaths as we marched down to the quay
This clipping from the paper shows us young and strong and clean.
And there’s me in my slouch hat with my SLR and greens.
God help me, I was only nineteen.

From Vung Tau, riding Chinooks, to the dust at Nui Dat
I’d been in and out of choppers now for months.
But we made our tents a home, VB and pinups on the lockers
And an Agent Orange sunset through the scrub.

And can you tell me, doctor, why I stil can’t get to sleep?
And night-time’s just a jungle dark and a barking M16?
And what’s this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?
God help me, I was only ninteen.

A four week operation when each step could mean your last one on two legs
It was a war within yourself.
But you wouldn’t let your mates down til they had you dusted off
So you closed your eyes and thought about something else.

Then someone yelled out “Contact!” and the bloke behind me swore
We hooked in there for hours, then a Godalmighty roar
Frankie kicked a mine the day that mankind kicked the moon,
God help me, he was going home in June.

I can still see Frankie, drinking tinnies in the Grand Hotel
On a thirty-six hour rec leave in Vung Tau
And I can still hear Frankie, lying screaming in the jungle
Til the morphine came and killed the bloody row.

And the Anzac legends didn’t mention mud and blood and tears
And the stories that my father told me never seemed quite real.
I caught some pieces in my back that I didn’t even feel
God help me, I was only nineteen.

And can you tell me, doctor, why I still can’t get to sleep?
And why the Channel Seven chopper chills me to my feet?
And what’s this rash that comes and goes, can you tell me what it means?
God help me, I was only nineteen.

November 9, 2013 at 5:12 pm 5 comments

Proclamation Lorain- Purple Heart Day

****UPDATE: PLEASE NOTE THE PROCLAMATION CEREMONY AT CITY COUNCIL CHAMBERS WILL TAKE PLACE AT 6.00 PM —- NOT 7:00 PM AS ORIGNALLY ANNOUNCED ******

History of the Purple Heart Medal
http://www.cvsc.us/gwpa/history.htmlmedal

The first precedent for honoring servicemen in American history, which involved the awarding of medals, goes back to August 7, 1782. On that day, General of the Armies George Washington, created “The Badge of Military Merit,” using cloth pieces of a purple sash he wore across his uniform, cut in the shape of a heart. That was our nation’s first military decoration. It was awarded to three Revolutionary soldiers for their actions in capturing the accomplices of General Benedict Arnold, in his attempt to turn over Fort West Point, to the British, during the American Revolution. The records show no others.

The philosophy behind military decorations has always been: since honor is something which no Soldier, Sailor, Marine or Airman likes to talk about, those who sought to honor these warriors, should give them a token of that honor, which they could wear without words. America’s present military decorations system has evolved from this single act by General Washington.
Although never abolished, the “Badge of Military Merit” was not issued again for 150 years. It was renamed the “Purple Heart Medal for Military Merit,” commonly known today as, The Purple Heart, on the 200th year of George Washington’s birth (22 Feb., 1932), with War Department Order #3. The first Purple Heart was awarded to General Douglas MacArthur, then Army Chief of Staff. War Dept. Order #3 also retroactively awarded the Purple Heart to WWI veterans.

During WWII, President Franklin D. Roosevelt issued Executive Order 9277 on December 3, 1942, that decreed the Purple Heart would be issued to all branches of the military and differ from all other decorations in that an individual is not “recommended” for the decoration. Rather the individual is “entitled” to it upon meeting the specific criteria of: “wounds received while engaged in combat against an enemy of the United States of America.”

On Monday a proclamation by the City of Lorain will proclaim August 7th as Purple Heart Day. The ceremony will take place Sept. 16th 2013 at 6:00 p.m. ( City Council Chambers, Lorain City Hall, 200 West Erie Ave. at 7:00 p.m. All Veterans are invited to attend.
You can find media coverage with video on the Morning Journal link by Rick Payerchin

http://www.morningjournal.com/general-news/20130911/lorain-to-honor-purple-heart-veterans

Don Fugitt Commander of Chapter 473 announces a Spaghetti Dinner Fundraiser for October 27th

PH2

September 12, 2013 at 1:21 pm 1 comment

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