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Jay E. Morris <mor...@epsilon3.comcon> wrote:
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(Hal Heydt)
Both Dorothy and I could answer "yes" to that question with a lot
of variations...
Her father was a civilian instructor of flight cadets. The Army
Air Corps in its infinite wisdom decided that all instructors had
to be military officers, so he was drafted, sent through basic
traning, then OCS ("90 day wonder"), and then back to what he'd
been doing.
She had an uncle (note...ONE generation back!) who was a pilot in
the Lafayette Escadrille. We have a postcard he wrote home
indicating that France was very nice, but he didn't care for the
food.
My father went into the Navy out of high school in 1927 for 6
years and later enlisted in the Maritime Service as an officer
candidate, starting training in January 1942. I know of two
medals. One was the Maritime Service WW2 victory medal. The
other one, which some people have looked at and then asked if it
is even US, was for "service in the US merchant fleet during the
national emergency from 1 Sept 1939 until 6 Dec 1941". It was
given by the War Shipping Administration. He sailed commercially
from the late '30s up until he signed off the last tanker he
served on (as the engineering officer) on 6 Dec 1941.
He left the Maritime Service in June 1954 as a Lt. Commander.
His grandfather served in a Civil War Cavalry unit. Family
stories are somewhat unclear. He may have been an officer. The
unfortunate part is that it was a Confederate unit.
Going back farther, one ancestor started out as a Lieutenant in
the South Carolina Navy during the US revolution. Shortly later,
he was given command of a 16-gun Brig'o'War (about the smallest
warship there was). He was about 20 when he took command. Since,
over the course of three years, his ship was involved in the
capture, recapture, or sinking of some 63 vessels, I dare say he
must have gotten some recognition.