Happy Veteran's Day!

When I turned 18 in May of 1972 I received my draft notice, but I was still in school so I received a 1-H status, after graduation I signed up to join the Navy. When I went to the induction station in Chicago, the Medic asked what was the huge scare down my stomach was from, when I told him I had my Spleen removed in 1970 I was immediately given a 1-F, I was really bummed that I could carry on with the family tradition. But so it goes.......:(
 
Thank you for all that you guys do. My grandfather was in WWII and Korea. He had a painting commissioned in 1945 when he made Chief Warrant Officer.


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My new friend Mr G. is also a veteran of Grenada and Desert Storm. This is him (lower left corner) in Germany, 1989. He was stationed there when the wall came down and saw it all happen firsthand.

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Wow! You look a lot like your grandpa!
 
here are some pics of my grandpas and uncle.
first is andrew jackson shelton, my dads dad. he fought throughout the entire korean war. dad said he was the meanest sumbich on the face of the planet. he lived through the war, but right after, while stationed in germany, he fell off a tank and busted his head, killing him 3 days later.
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next is my uncle phil and grandpa scott.
phil was in the navy and cruised the rivers of vietnam.
scott was in the 101st screaming eagles and jumped over normandy on june 6, 1944.
he was finally badly wounded at the botb, but lived.
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i wish i could have followed in their footsteps, but i was born with major heart problems and no branch of the military would have me.
instead, i followed in the steps of one of my ancestors, one eliphaz shelton. he was a captain in the virginia militia during the revolutionary war. i am a member of the texas state militia.
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My grandfather, WWI

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My dad, 1944, started as a tail gunner in dive bombers and soon realized their life expectancy was measured in hours. He got transferred to be a radioman in patrol planes. He’s the upper right.

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My dads older brother, Jack. WWII B-25 pilot, KIA in 1944.

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Thank you to all that have served.



P.S. - no pictures of him in uniform, but my older brother enlisted in the Army in 1968.
 
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When I turned 18 in May of 1972 I received my draft notice, but I was still in school so I received a 1-H status, after graduation I signed up to join the Navy. When I went to the induction station in Chicago, the Medic asked what was the huge scare down my stomach was from, when I told him I had my Spleen removed in 1970 I was immediately given a 1-F, I was really bummed that I could carry on with the family tradition. But so it goes.......:(
Between your bday and mine in October, feds dissolved the draft. My lottery number never got pulled…. Or if it did, I never received a notice. Was all ready to go see a navy recruiter when I got hired at the local farm service a couple days after I turned 18.
 
here are some pics of my grandpas and uncle.
first is andrew jackson shelton, my dads dad. he fought throughout the entire korean war. dad said he was the meanest sumbich on the face of the planet. he lived through the war, but right after, while stationed in germany, he fell off a tank and busted his head, killing him 3 days later.
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next is my uncle phil and grandpa scott.
phil was in the navy and cruised the rivers of vietnam.
scott was in the 101st screaming eagles and jumped over normandy on june 6, 1944.
he was finally badly wounded at the botb, but lived.
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i wish i could have followed in their footsteps, but i was born with major heart problems and no branch of the military would have me.
instead, i followed in the steps of one of my ancestors, one eliphaz shelton. he was a captain in the virginia militia during the revolutionary war. i am a member of the texas state militia.
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You're looking healthier every time I see you. I'm so happy your heart is getting stronger, Sparky! :celebrate2:
 
The most famous Humiston soldier died at the Battle of Gettysburg. I'm not sure if I'm related...

The Power of a Picture: The Burial of Amos Humiston
June 15, 2015
... I got the likeness of the children and it pleased me more than eney thing that you could have sent me how I want to se them and their mother is more than I can tell I hope that we may all live to see each other again if this war dose not last to long.
The likeness of Humiston's three children helped identify his body for burial in the Gettysburg National Cemetery.

THE LIKENESS OF HUMISTON'S THREE CHILDREN HELPED IDENTIFY HIS BODY FOR BURIAL IN THE GETTYSBURG NATIONAL CEMETERY.
This was the last letter Philinda Humiston received from her husband Amos, fighting with the 154th New York; the likeness he mentioned became part of a story that has captivated for almost 150 years. On July 1, 1863 at Gettysburg, the “Hardtack” Regiment was overwhelmed in Kuhn’s Brickyard. Wounded, he managed to drag himself to a secluded spot near York and Stratton streets where his body was found later in the week. In his hand was clutched an ambrotype of his three children; presumably he was looking at his family in his last moments of life.
Amos’ identity was initially unknown; there was no identification on the body and his regiment had already moved on, so no comrades could identify him. The children were the only clue to who he was. Philadelphia physician, John Francis Bourns, who had spent time helping the wounded, decided to use the image to try to find the father’s identity. On October 19, 1863, the Philadelphia Inquirer published the story with a description of the children and a plead to other newspapers to also publish the information. “Whose Father Was He?” asked the headline.
Amos Humiston

AMOS HUMISTON
Inquiries came pouring in from families who were worried about loved ones and Bourns sent out copies of the photo to each family, but none were the right one. When he received an inquiry from Philinda Humiston, he answered it as he had all the others.
Philinda had seen a reprint of the story in the American Presbyterian, a church magazine. She had not heard from Amos since weeks before Gettysburg and the description of the children matched her own; she awaited the reply anxiously. That reply came in mid-November with confirmation that she was again a widow with fatherless children. The picture was of her six year old daughter Alice and two sons, eight year old Frank and four year old Freddie. Because of this confirmation, Amos was able to be reburied under an identified marker in the New York section of the Gettysburg National Cemetery, instead of as an unknown.
A monument to Humiston and his story stands on Stratton Street in Gettysburg, near the spot he was killed.

A MONUMENT TO HUMISTON AND HIS STORY STANDS ON STRATTON STREET IN GETTYSBURG, NEAR THE SPOT HE WAS KILLED.
Bourns used the story it in a campaign to raise money for an orphanage in Gettysburg to house the children of Union soldiers. Philinda and her children spent some time there during the Homestead’s short life, but then they moved on. The “Children of the Battlefield” grew up, had families, and lived their lives. They never mentioned the celebrity of their childhood, they put that behind them. But the story of their father’s love and the struggle to identify his remains when so many went unknown, continues to resonate today.
For more on Amos Humiston check out Mark H. Dunkelman’s Gettysburg's Unknown Soldier: the life, death and celebrity of Amos Humiston.

Kathleen Logothetis Thompson graduated from Siena College in May 2010 with a B.A. in History and a Certificate in Revolutionary Era Studies. She earned her M.A. in History from West Virginia University in May 2012. Her thesis “A Question of Life or Death: Suicide and Survival in the Union Army” examines wartime suicide among Union soldiers, its causes, and the reasons that army saw a relatively low suicide rate. She is currently pursuing her PhD at West Virginia University with research on mental trauma in the Civil War. In addition, Kathleen has been a seasonal interpreter at Fredericksburg & Spotsylvania National Military Park since 2010 and has worked on various other publications and projects.
 
Neither my dad or father in law saw action. Both were in during Korean War. Father in law served in Boston as a nurse. My dad served in West Berlin. He would joke that the base was so close to the “curtain” if the east decided to cross the line they’d be overrun in minutes. Told us department of defense already had them listed as MIA.

However. Dads best friend in the world joined army same time he did. These guys chased girls together. Got in trouble together. Were basically inseparable. His friend served in Korea. Survived. Dad served his active and called it enough. Started a family. His friend joined Green Beret after Korea. Deployed to Viet Nam as an “advisor” in the early 60s. Was KIA in 1965. I was 11 and to this day I still remember dad coming home from work and mom having to tell him his best friend had been killed.
 
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