Veteran's Day – A Family Affair

| 11/9/2017 8:27:00 AM

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Have you ever noticed how certain jobs are often "passed down" through generations of a family? Even if the coming generation doesn't intend to follow, somehow they find for reasons they never expected, to be employed in the same way as the older generations of their family. My grandfather was a blacksmith, and my father became a mechanic — the next logical step from smithing. My father also worked at a well-known boat factory installing motors for a time. Now my son works at that same factory, only he works in the warehouse — the same job his father does in a different factory. My husband thinks that it is a type of security: You grew up with a family member working a specific job, so you know it will provide well for you, too. Whatever the reason, it seems to be the norm. Especially in military families.

I come from a long line of military families. It started with my great grandfather Lewis Roberts, my father's grandfather. At the time he lived in Virginia and when the civil war broke out, he went against the rest of his family and joined the Union Army. The Roberts are of Welsh decent and very patriotic. I only have one faded photograph of Grandpa Lewis, but I do have his army pension certificate. He was in the battle of Pea Ridge and was wounded there.

1 Grandpa Louiss papers

During World War I, my mother's uncle William Rich was a doughboy in the trenches of France. He survived, came home, married a distant cousin, and moved to California where he lived the rest of his life on disability due to his service.

2 WW1