Great story of a great man. Touched many thoughts. I have been under long term care at home since 1992... still working and hoping to stay out of nursing homes.
I met my ex-wife's father, a WWI veteran and company physician in Dayton, Ohio until becoming incompetent in 1955, in the Tomah Veteran's Hospital in 1982. A nursing home was sapping his resources until his lawyer learned of his military status. He lived to 97.
My uncle, 101st Airborne, guarded Berchtesgaden after the war ended. He and grandpa drove a surplus military truck to Alaska in 1946 to strike it rich--didn't.
I met Herb Morrison at our community in West Virginia in 1976. He was president and I was treasurer. Among his many exploits, Herb broadcast the arrival of the Hindenburg in 1937 and was immortalized for the recording. I visited his wife Janie in 1989, two weeks after he entered a nursing home and two weeks before his death.
When I brought Alex Haley to TSU in 1983, he told me he could only write on ships.
The elderly have always taught me a lot about life.
It is so interesting to read of another's life, it took awhile, and I had tears but, I found it memorable and reminded me of stories My father told, of being in the service and those Wars. I too wish for what he felt should be, love and peace and unity,of fellowman! No kiddin' things will feel alittle more lighter, and not so heavy if we all came together! I can't write nomore here, but Thank you for bringing your long and very fruitful stories and articles to us! I enjoy your Soul's Touch! Warm HuGs!*She*oxo
Reviewed by Beverly Yaman (Reader)
Reviewed on August 12, 2006
Great story that documents an important missing link in the history of African-Americans service abroad in WWII. There was a personal connection for me because my father was in the same unit that Built the Canol Road in the Canadian northwest territory and later went to Fight in France. The army neglected to include his participation in the European theater on his discharge papers, but included the Canaian service.
Aberjhani, a beautiful, inspiring write about one of the multitude of the oldest generation who have lived colorful and loving lives worthy of sagas, and interesting to all, but most of which will never reach the light of day except maybe in their immediate families. I too see the family closeness gone from so many lives, but which fortunately our family still maintains, as I see from your writing that you do, too. Keep writing these wonderful stories!!
This is enlightening, especially the part about the German soldier. We forget that there really is only one race, the human race, with hopes, dreams and the ability to love one another.
Aberjhani, there are so many "forgotten hero's" among us, thank you for sharing this one's story. Excellent writing!
(I have been writing a poem on this very subject)...
love and peace, Carole
Thanks for sharing this inspiring, timely story, for my own daddy is now in a nursing home getting therapy/rehab. He fell a few months back and fractured a bone in his back; he is getting better slowly, but he has had some complications that have hampered recovery efforts, and it has been a slow go for him. He just got over pneumonia (AGAIN) as well as an arryhmia and a collapsed lung.
Pray for strength and healing in his body, and pray that he accepts Christ into his life; he is not saved (as are the rest of my family members; Karla and I are the only two who HAVE accepted Christ!!). Thanks!
Happy Easter to you and yours! God bless you, Aberjhani!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Thanks Aberjhani for sharing this....this man John Morrison and my Daddy are the same age born in 1924...and served in the same war...he is a true Hero!!
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I met my ex-wife's father, a WWI veteran and company physician in Dayton, Ohio until becoming incompetent in 1955, in the Tomah Veteran's Hospital in 1982. A nursing home was sapping his resources until his lawyer learned of his military status. He lived to 97.
My uncle, 101st Airborne, guarded Berchtesgaden after the war ended. He and grandpa drove a surplus military truck to Alaska in 1946 to strike it rich--didn't.
I met Herb Morrison at our community in West Virginia in 1976. He was president and I was treasurer. Among his many exploits, Herb broadcast the arrival of the Hindenburg in 1937 and was immortalized for the recording. I visited his wife Janie in 1989, two weeks after he entered a nursing home and two weeks before his death.
When I brought Alex Haley to TSU in 1983, he told me he could only write on ships.
The elderly have always taught me a lot about life.
Ron
Cheryl
Peace. Joyce
Regis
God bless,
Sandie.
(I have been writing a poem on this very subject)...
love and peace, Carole
A beautiful, inspiring story, very well penned. As Karen said, my Daddy is in a nursing home for rehab...timely write. Thanks for sharing.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
May God bless you this Easter, and always, as He has me. :)
Thanks for sharing this inspiring, timely story, for my own daddy is now in a nursing home getting therapy/rehab. He fell a few months back and fractured a bone in his back; he is getting better slowly, but he has had some complications that have hampered recovery efforts, and it has been a slow go for him. He just got over pneumonia (AGAIN) as well as an arryhmia and a collapsed lung.
Pray for strength and healing in his body, and pray that he accepts Christ into his life; he is not saved (as are the rest of my family members; Karla and I are the only two who HAVE accepted Christ!!). Thanks!
Happy Easter to you and yours! God bless you, Aberjhani!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
God BLess
Michelle!
Happy Easter to you!!
Love tinka