LT US Navy fighter pilot. WWII.
Born in the Panama Canal Zone, Charles graduated from George Washington High School, Alexandria, VA in 1937.
He attended Virginia Military Institute, class of 1942, then trained as a Navy fighter pilot at DeLand, FL NAS.
When assigned to aircraft carrier U. S. S. Franklin D. Roosevelt, he went down at sea with his plane.
Charles had married Pauline Clark and they have a son, Charles.
No, not the actor who died young at age 50 and was known for some good deeds such as:
McQueen had an unusual reputation for demanding free items in bulk from studios when agreeing to do a film – things like electric razors, jeans and other items. It was later discovered McQueen donated these things to the Boy’s Republic reformatory School, where he spent time in his teen years. McQueen made occasional visits to the school to spend time with the students, often to play pool and speak about his experiences.
The human Steve McQueen has received ample attention upon the Web. This post is for a different Steve McQueen. A less well-known fellow and who will be quickly forgotten except for a few who reveled when he appeared on the small screen, the TV set in most homes that gave the wonders of House.
House ranks very high with me among TV shows. TV is a media I tend to loathe due to what I consider to be a morass of banality aimed at the immature, illogical, depraved mind that slavers at tripe designed to titillate mids stuck at a childish level.
Be aware I only have access to broadcast TV and its very limited offerings since I refuse to transfer wealth to the monolithic greedy corporations involved with cable and satellite TV transmission.
I knew Kid Guitar when I lived in Modesto, CA back in the 1970s and 1980s. He was playing guitar then and has only gotten better over the years. For your audio and visual enjoyment groove on the tunes of the one, the only……
Also to be admired were all the troops serving alongside Joshua Chamberlain for without those guys not only would the Civil War Gettysburg possibly have been a Southern victory but the future of the USA as a whole may have been altered.
There are times when the actions or inactions of a mere handful of folks can alter national and, possibly, world history and I believe that the the actions on that fateful day may have been history altering.
Follow the link to read about that fateful event when brave men with a leader who stood his ground when lesser folks may have ordered a retreat.
On the final charge, knowing that his men were out of ammunition, that his numbers were being depleted, and further knowing that another charge could not be repulsed, Chamberlain ordered a maneuver that was considered unusual for the day: He ordered his left flank, which had been pulled back, to advance with bayonets in a “right-wheel forward” maneuver. As soon as they were in line with the rest of the regiment, the remainder of the regiment charged, akin to a door swinging shut. This simultaneous frontal assault and flanking maneuver halted and captured a good portion of the 15th Alabama.
There were several units and other leaders present that day but to ease the telling of the tale the names of one to a few individuals and units are used. When reading the lengthier tales of past events the details emerge and the recognition is spread around.
Harder to find are the names of everybody involved. Somewhere there must be a roster of most to all present but the resources to acquire that are beyond my abilities, finances, etc.
Until somebody else can offer all the names let it suffice for my resounding “WELL DONE” resonate through the “ether” for all to detect.
The pics presented are not for commercial purpose. They are provided for kinfolk to grab or to be used for NON-PROFIT use if the cause is a good one such as adding to an essay about a historical event or for teaching school kids or assisting a charitable cause doing humanitarian deeds, etc.
This ongoing series is not chronological… it is a hit-or-miss assemblage of my personal experiences along with tales told to me about the past and various relatives, many who are dead now.
The WordPress blog places newest entries first resulting in the oldest entries at the bottom of the proverbial pile. There are several prior entries requiring you to scroll down to see them all. When I conclude this series I will create an index in the final entry allowing easy access to all the pertinent entries… if I live long enough to do the deed.
On with the show!!!
Grandma Maxwell had a sister named Dorothy. When I visited her back in 1993 she lived in Kennard, Nebraska, a hamlet a few miles west of Blair. We met briefly then off I went. Here she is:
The incredibly handsome and well-dressed rascal next to her is the Disgruntled Old Coot. Star of neither stage nor screen. Me. “Coot” for short. “Hands UP!!!” by arresting officers. “You’re fired!!!!” by my typical employer. Oh well. Such is the life of those not well-indoctrinated into the societal norms demanded by the ruling elites and their army of minions, cohorts, lackeys and other freedom-robbing greedy vermin whose prophet is profit.
Looking back I wish I would have interviewed Aunt Dorothy about the past and the life she had lived. Oh well… maybe you can learn a lesson from my failure and amass those family histories and pass them along. Well… with the way folks are so enraptured with those portable electronic devices and being in 24/7 communication with the “hive mind” or playing those video games maybe only a minute portion of the populace gives a damn about anything other than 24/7 entertainment seeking.
I was unable to find a page on Find-a-Grave for Aunt Dorothy…. not to be confused with the Aunt Dorothy who married Uncle Jim, dad’s brother. A vague memory whispers this Dorothy may have married a fellow with the last name Curl, though I am not certain if that memory is correct.
Modern technology, science, medicine and other parts of the whole that when combined makes up life inside the USA of today have changed a lot over the years.
It wasn’t long ago that medical problems handled well by today’s doctors could be a death sentence.
The increasing average life expectancy offers proof as does the lower rates of infant deaths of today compared to the past.
However, death is a mere one heartbeat away if the heart stops beating.
Thud. Splat. And there you lay. Dead. And all those present will likely start a near-riot as they struggle to get closer to get the best pics or video that will soom appear on Facebook or YouTube.
When I keel over and it is in public I will do my best to convulse valiantly and scream and groan in mortal agony. I want to put on the best show possible. Vote my dying up if those last moments reach the Web.
While researching the family history I found thise entry on Find-a-Grave”
The community was shocked Sunday to learn of the sudden death of little Zina Parry, daughter of the late Edward Parry. Since the death of her mother about a year ago little Zina and her brother had made their home with Mrs. Mary Zielian, an aunt. The child was bedfast only a day but had not been feeling well for some time. When a physician was called it was found that she had diabetes and typhoid fever, both in acute form. She would have been eleven years old in January, had attended school Friday and was much loved by her teacher and schoolmates. The funeral took place at the residence of the aunt Monday morning at ten o’clock, Rev. Haisup officiating. The remains were taken to Kewanee for burial by the side of her father and mother. Only a little boy now remains out of the family which has been so sorely stricken during the past year. The relatives have the heartfelt sympathy of the entire community in their bereavement.