tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post5176433768973737020..comments2024-03-28T22:08:48.577-07:00Comments on Chant du Départ: Family HistoryOldAFSargehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-27294967738668253782018-05-26T10:06:49.252-07:002018-05-26T10:06:49.252-07:00Thank you Sir, you are too kind.Thank you Sir, you are too kind.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-30592850061168142442018-05-26T10:06:31.773-07:002018-05-26T10:06:31.773-07:00I never sweat the typos, misspellings, auto-correc...I never sweat the typos, misspellings, auto-corrects and the like. My work is in computers and I hate it when the software tries to "help" me.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-89755687061976904352018-05-26T10:05:33.807-07:002018-05-26T10:05:33.807-07:00Now that is quite a story! History is a fascinatin...Now that is quite a story! History is a fascinating topic, not all records are legitimate, often the clerk writing things down would be drunk, lazy, or just plain semi-illiterate. Makes for fascinating little oddities though.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing that Larry.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-88238761331198368232018-05-26T10:02:44.319-07:002018-05-26T10:02:44.319-07:00Ouch!Ouch!OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-4577465821565978592018-05-26T10:02:13.192-07:002018-05-26T10:02:13.192-07:00Heh, just noticed that.Heh, just noticed that.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-69390808930354045552018-05-25T15:41:31.761-07:002018-05-25T15:41:31.761-07:00Yeah, I wore the uniform of the day (Norfolk) to m...Yeah, I wore the uniform of the day (Norfolk) to my father's retirement parade at Fort Myer. Who knows the military district of Washington DC had a different navy uniform of the day from Norfolk. Well, I knew as I shook hands with the CNO et al......in the wrong uniform of the day ......HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-22147686112590072302018-05-24T23:58:10.661-07:002018-05-24T23:58:10.661-07:00BTW, great looking kids.BTW, great looking kids.Larryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13296988746956477216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-48145144533226457192018-05-24T22:06:47.147-07:002018-05-24T22:06:47.147-07:00Dammit, a few misspellings and accidental deletion...Dammit, a few misspellings and accidental deletions. Carried -> carried back north of the border. Same -> shame. Etc.Larryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13296988746956477216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-54195305832745502392018-05-24T22:03:17.535-07:002018-05-24T22:03:17.535-07:00Lots of discrepancies in what military records of ...Lots of discrepancies in what military records of ancestors Dad was able to get. Some had been lost in the VA records fire in St. Louis in 1973. My direct ancestor has his height varying +-1 inch and same with age (he joined the 3rd Illinois Cavalry Regiment as a drummer boy at Vicksburg the day before the surrender after trying to enlist twice before, once getting as far as Springfield on the train before his mother's panicked telegraph messages preceded him -- apparently he was soundly beaten by an old sergeant for his troubles :D ). His older brother Oliver was one of two groups of three who filed the original mining claims on the same day (IIRC) at Tombstone, AZ. Ed Schieffelen(? google is SLOOW right now) was the only one who made big. Oliver, who'd dropped off the family's radar years before while prospecting in Colorado, was drunk and shot a man who he said believed was going to kill him because he wouldn't sell his claim. Well, the guy died, and Oliver made it out of town just ahead of a lynch mob. He hid out in Mexico for a while after selling his claim for pennies on the dollar, when he wrote a letter home saying he was having problems with the Mexicans and the Indians. He was captured and carried, sentenced to death for murder, sentence commuted to life in prison, and then after being one of the first prisoners at Yuma Territorial Prison, he was transferred to Joliet Federal Prison in Illinois. That's when his luck returned to him, because the governor of Arizona was the man who'd commanded the 3rd Illinois Cavalry and also remembered him as a good trooper. He was pardoned or sentence commuted, it's not clear, and he ended up in Oklahoma as a successful rancher. Who apparently never touched alcohol again, according to his descendants, whom Dad located. And no one other than one sister (who he'd sworn to secrecy for the same of it all) knew what had happened until Dad, a history buff, happened to notice his name in the Tombstone, Arizona museum and began to piece it together. Kinda cool, but no heroes. Just 6 brothers (all 6) who enlisted as soon as they could (including my ancestor, the very youngest by quite a bit) in the War of Failed Southern Secession in order to preserve the Union.<br />Larryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13296988746956477216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-24840493537879321732018-05-24T21:40:04.248-07:002018-05-24T21:40:04.248-07:00Philippians? Really? I thought that was, like, a...Philippians? Really? I thought that was, like, ancient history, man? Yeah, I f***in' hate auto-correct, too! And yet it usually makes my text messages more comprehensible than when I turn it off (AND funnier!). So...Larryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13296988746956477216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-25636163101294652192018-05-24T09:57:19.574-07:002018-05-24T09:57:19.574-07:00'Tis a good officer you are, listening to your...'Tis a good officer you are, listening to your Chief and all. Which was the first lesson I imparted to the progeny upon their becoming officers in the Naval Service.<br /><br />OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-37305243777913438872018-05-24T09:42:05.140-07:002018-05-24T09:42:05.140-07:00One day on first ship my chief took me aside after...One day on first ship my chief took me aside after Quarters and said, "sir, we are striving for uniform at quarters in the morning. We want everyone to wear, you know, the uniform. Not green coveralls, blue coveralls, dungarees, etc. Just the one uniform. Maybe you could keep up your end of the uniform and actually wear a uniform to quarters?" I allowed as how he had a point.HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-72841886538001981922018-05-24T04:50:49.149-07:002018-05-24T04:50:49.149-07:00Yup, three different uniforms for the same occasio...Yup, three different uniforms for the same occasion. Of course, female whites are different from choker whites. The youngest wore the same uniform as her sister a year later.<br /><br />In my day the male and female uniforms didn't look that different. Only the hat was different (cover to you nautical types) and of course the cut of the uniform was different. Still and all, we looked, ya know, uniform.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-88345478398030621602018-05-24T04:47:35.356-07:002018-05-24T04:47:35.356-07:00Well, if you believe BBC America, the last one die...Well, if you believe BBC America, the last one died in 2004. She was 21 when she married an 81 year old Confederate veteran.<br /><br />No, I don't count that either.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-89016360498189278442018-05-24T04:44:37.588-07:002018-05-24T04:44:37.588-07:00I will have to check that out next time I'm do...I will have to check that out next time I'm down there.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-80036136658079533762018-05-23T22:48:04.378-07:002018-05-23T22:48:04.378-07:00How very like the Navy. You are there in your blue...How very like the Navy. You are there in your blues. The familly is there in 3 different types of white uniform. Choker, something else and something else. Naturally, the midshipman has ribbons to rival the LTjg. As you can see from my humble place, I had a grand total of 2 ribbons as a full LT and that was with 12 months service in a war zone. I was clearly doing something wrong. :)HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-73405853913036917742018-05-23T22:45:38.672-07:002018-05-23T22:45:38.672-07:00I think the last Civil War widow died in 1969.I think the last Civil War widow died in 1969.HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-46899375789742914312018-05-23T22:44:36.024-07:002018-05-23T22:44:36.024-07:00The pension building was built by General Meigs, s...The pension building was built by General Meigs, same guy that buried the fallen soldiers in Robert E. Lee's mansion's front yard and then the side yard and the back yard. It's called the Building Museum and is hard by the Smithsonian Art Gallery up at the end of the Mall. If you go there you can see the worn steps where the wounded soldiers from the war had to go up and down the stairs to see about their pensions. The steps are very worn. It is wear the words "Red Tape" entered the lexicon since the clerks used to move documents between floors in buckets suspended from red tape. It's a very interesting building and if you ever tarry in Washington DC, well worth a visit. They also have great expositions using the largest open space indoors in DC (at the time it was built).HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-3023707516024229652018-05-23T18:18:52.525-07:002018-05-23T18:18:52.525-07:00Now that's a tradition of service! Good on you...Now that's a tradition of service! Good on you and yours Cajun.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-59882680444383040162018-05-23T18:14:18.503-07:002018-05-23T18:14:18.503-07:00Ours goes back to the Revolutionary War. Civil war...Ours goes back to the Revolutionary War. Civil war for the South, WWI (Army), WWII (Army, Navy, Marines), Korea (Army, USAF), Vietnam (USAF, Navy), GW1 (Navy). Daughters didn't qualify medically, grandson is talking about Navy or Air ForceOld NFOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16404197287935017147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-51098023579153564482018-05-23T18:12:14.199-07:002018-05-23T18:12:14.199-07:00Yup, Alaska and Hawaii were admitted when I was in...Yup, Alaska and Hawaii were admitted when I was in the 1st grade.<br /><br />As to Civil War vets still alive when I was born? Albert Woolson, 1st Minnesota Heavy Artillery Regiment, died in 1956, he was 106 years old when he passed and was the last undisputed veteran of the Civil War still alive by that date. He was a drummer in Company C, signed up in 1864. He never saw action, though his father did, he died of wounds received at Shiloh before Albert enlisted.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-89404030059249076812018-05-23T17:39:21.435-07:002018-05-23T17:39:21.435-07:00The white Navy dress uniform is nicknamed, choker ...The white Navy dress uniform is nicknamed, choker whites. <br />As I matured, (cough, cough put on weight) I found they certainly lived up to their nickname. <br />According to family oral history, we had a member on both the Union and Confederate sides of the conflict.<br />For those of us of a certain age, not only did the flag have forty eight stars when we were born, but there were still living Civil War veterans. <br />Good post.<br /><br /><br />John in Phillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16196033252818387245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-87991002902700953042018-05-23T15:46:49.008-07:002018-05-23T15:46:49.008-07:00Heh, could be Proof, could be.Heh, could be Proof, could be.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-14757854077844272142018-05-23T15:46:31.674-07:002018-05-23T15:46:31.674-07:00Yup, he was born in Trois-Rivières, Quebec. I had ...Yup, he was born in Trois-Rivières, Quebec. I had grand-aunts who only spoke French. (Not sure how the name of the town was spelled back then, these days it's Fair Haven.)OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-17679150121937228472018-05-23T15:45:09.596-07:002018-05-23T15:45:09.596-07:00I'll look into that John, thanks!I'll look into that John, thanks!OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.com