HARLEY XA AND MILTON LONG AT FORT KNOX 1943
PVT. Milton Long pictured on his Harley XA and all dressed up to escort President Roosevelt on his trip through Fort Knox on April 29, 1943. LT. John Harley hand picked the bike riders for this duty and due to security reasons the riders were not armed. Long did get to have lunch with the president. Long had the idea of pulling over near the presidents auto and try to shake hands with him, but the presidents dog Fala, showed his teeth and ended the try.
LTC MILTON J. LONG, AUS (RET)
By May 1941, I had completed basic and was assigned to my unit. Every morning, we fell out for roll call and "announcements." One we feared most, was KP. Guess who got it for a week? Yes sireee bob! So, at 4:00 AM the C Q came in, got us up and we were at the mess hall by 5:00 AM. The first day, after breakfast was over and pots and pans were cleaned, The Mess Sgt. lined us up and introduced himself and told us what he expected for the next 7 days. After he was done talking to us, he asked if anyone could type. The whispers went that it was a trick!
RetirementCeremony for Lieutenant Milton J. Long Ends Over 34 Years Service At A Ceremony Conducted By His Son, Captain Gregory Long, At The Ward Memorial Armory In Wooster Ohio. Captain Long Is The Commanding Officer Of The 447th Mp Company.
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Ltc Milton J. Long Aus (Ret)
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Cream of Tomato Soup
Legacy of Helen H. Kirk
1 pint tomatoes
2 teaspoons sugar
1 teaspoon soda
1 teaspoon salt
1 quart milk
1 slice onion
¼ cup flour
¼ cup butter or oleo
Stir Sugar into tomatoes.
George W. Tremper
Tell City, Ind. – George W. Tremper, 87, of Tell City died there Sunday, Jan. 12, 2003, at Perry County (ind.) Memorial Hospital. The Grandview, Ind., native retired in 1976 from Maxon Marine as personnel manager after 31 years, graduated from Grandview High School in 1932 and Lockyear Business College and was an Army veteran of World War II. He was a member of St. Paul Catholic Church and Bishop Chartrand Nights of Columbus Council 1172.
It used to tick me off when the Muslim detractors in the Middle East, or the socialist detractors in Europe, Hollywood and others called our President a cowboy, but the more I think about it, the more glad I am that he is.
When I was a kid, cowboys were my heroes.
Well, I mean the ones in the white hats, not the black hats,
By Franklin T. Wike
It is my personal belief that money, wars, cars, music, movies, Television and computers are the biggest motivators behind the changes in lifestyles over the decades. The following story depicts examples of changes in society and lifestyles that I have noticed over the years.
Family Roots and Transportation
The one in the hat is according to family sources is Mary Arnett Baldwin. She and My great-grandmother Amanda Arnett Brooks were supposed to be sisters and remained close all of Amanda's life.
By Joyce Reese McCollum
Oral tradition in my mother’s family is a wealth of names, events and sometimes fantastic stories of ghosts, omens, faith and the deeds of long dead relatives.
More on 1890 Census Destruction
Submitted by Kathryn Seiley
Practically all of the 1890 general population census was destroyed by fire in 1921. Only 6,160 names survived. The surviving entries are for small segments of the populations of
Perry County, AL,
the District of Columbia,
Celebrating the 60th anniversary of D-Day (from 2004) this month, we wanted to honor the men and women that risked their lives on a day that will live within the annuals of history forever. For those of us that were not there, we will never be able to imagine or understand the visual, physical and emotional horrors endured by so many brave individuals.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old
grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his
The family ate together at the table. But, the elderly grandfather's shaky
hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto
the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.
Submitted By Ruthann Wike
And every June, 2, since 1938, we celebrate it - the donut or doughnut - on National Donut Day in the US. The first-ever National Donut Day was celebrated in Chicago in 1938 as a tribute to the Donut Lassies, according to the Salvation Army, which champions the day. Researching the origins of the donut and Donut Day, there are some interesting facts.
Donuts are nothing new. “Cakes mingled with oil, of fine flour” was mentioned back in Leviticus as an acceptable offering to God.
By Jennifer Thompson
Editor, Good Old Days
Hurrah, its June - summer is here! The days are longer now, and there is so much to do outdoors. In my family, the farm is a busy place in the summer. There is fencing to be fixed, a large yard to be maintained, livestock to take care of, and hay season is steadily approaching. We are grateful for the daylight left at the end of the work day that may lend to an hour or two of fishing, perhaps.
Milton Long on his 1940 Indian Chief
By Milton Long
Wooster, Ohio was no different than any other small city in 1941. People were getting over the depression and were able to buy cars and motorcycles.
Coming from a motorcycle family, it wasn’t unusual that I purchased my first motorcycle in 1937 at the age of 14. It was a 1935 sidecar job that I paid $125.00 for. It was a big improvement over the motor scooter I had owned before.
By Howard A. Ellis
Really, this isn’t a story so much as a brief meeting I experienced today between myself and an Army veteran of the D-Day invasion of Normandy, France on June 6, 1944.
I was in the armed forces from 1942 until retiring in 1965, and was a 19-year-old USAAF staff sergeant assigned to the 877th Signal Service Co., 16th Air Depot Group when D-Day erupted.
Myra C Riley in wheelchair and Polly Mazariegos standing behind her.
Myra Riley’s Last Mothers Day
by Polly Mazariegos
I was trying to think of a favorite Mother’s Day memory, and all the memories I had with my mother, Myra C. Riley, were favorites.
I remember when I was working in DC and could not come up to Gettysburg, PA to see her, I would always sent her flowers. Mom loved flowers.
Mary Catherine Treacy Fak about a year before she died.
By Mike Fak
You know the call is going to come. You put it out of your mind as many times as it pops into your head but you always know it will happen one day. Always when the thought crops into your head you ask God, not today. Not next week. Not next year. The call is as inexorable as life itself. It comes in its own time, not ours.
My Mother Rose of Sharon
By Fern Albin Ubelhor
Tell City, Indiana
Today, I was at my mothers house to cut her grass. This was such a bad summer. The heat was terrible and the rains were few, but as I mowed the grass, I noticed on her Rose-of-Sharon bush, one purple flower. It was so perfect, I had to just stop and study it.