Robert P. Adams 1927 – 2013

Robert Adams service 12-16-2013Wife Lila and I attended a military memorial service for the father of her best Florida friend, Nancy Fratz.

Robert P. Adams, 86, formerly of Ft. Pierce and Lake Worth, passed away on Wednesday, December 11, 2013 following an extended illness. Bobby was born on April 24, 1927. He is survived by his wife of 65 years, Hazel Adams, and his children, Nancy (Thomas) Fratz and John (Claudia) Adams.

South Florida National Cemetery

Robert Adams service 12-16-2013The memorial service was held at the relatively new South Florida National Cemetery west of Lake Worth, Florida.

The cemetery’s website says South Florida National Cemetery is the fifth national cemetery built in Florida and the 125th in the national cemetery system. It covers 313 acres and is projected to be able to handle veterans’ needs for the next 50 years.

The site was used as farmland and for cattle grazing up until the time of its purchase by the National Cemetery Administration in 2002. The cemetery was opened for burials in 2007, and was formally dedicated on March 9, 2008.

I had read that many of the national cemeteries use recordings for Taps, but this is the first time I had encountered it at an outdoor service. The bugler only pretended to play while a recording provided the actual call. No matter how the sound was produced, it was moving.

Origin of Taps

The tune is a variation of an earlier bugle call known as the Scott Tattoo which was used in the U.S. from 1835 until 1860, and was arranged in its present form by the Union Army Brigadier General Daniel Butterfield, an American Civil War general and Medal of Honor recipient in July 1862 to replace a previous French bugle call used to signal “lights out.” Within months, Taps was used by both Union and Confederate forces. It was officially recognized by the United States Army in 1874 and became a standard component to U.S. military funerals in 1891. (From Wilipedia.)

 

Christ Episcopal Church

Christ Episcopol Church 04-16-2011There are two Cape Girardeau landmarks across the street from each other at Themis and Fountain that I’ve passed hundreds of time while working at The Missourian and going to the library that never caught my eye much.

The first is Christ Episcopal Church, a tiny building with a bright red door. (The original building is relatively tiny, but  Google Earth photo shows several larger buildings attached to it.) I’m pretty sure I was never inside the building, even though I had friends who went there.

May Greene Garden

May Green Garden 04-16-2011Even more invisible was May Greene Garden, tucked in behind what used to be the Federal Courthouse. It was named after May Greene, who taught in Cape schools for 53 years and had a school in South Cape named for her.

These photographs were taken in the spring of 2011. Click on them to make them larger.

Grand Prize Winner Lee Dahringer

1965 Grad NightBased on the big grin on Lee Dahringer’s face, he must have been the ’65 Grand Prize winner at the Class of 1965’s Grad Night. And, from the way he’s fondling that big-screen TV, that must have been the big prize.

Lee has been featured here before

I found a larger collection of Grad Night photos in June.

Grad Night photo gallery

Here are a handful of other photos from that night. Click on the photos to make them larger, then click on the side to move though the gallery. Holler if you see yourself or someone you recognize.

 

1965 CHS Home Economics

Shirley Poorman - Joyce Mae Sanders - CHS Home Ec 1965Home ec teachers Shirley Poorman and Joyce Mae Sander stand by one of Central’s warshing machines. Well, that’s the way Bill Hopkins and I pronounced “washing machine ” before debate coach Ruby Davis started twisting our ears off.

This is the photo that ran in the 1965 Girardot yearbook. You can click on the photos to make them larger, but that’ll just blow up the dust spots.

Lots of dust spots on this frame

Shirley Poorman - Joyce Mae Sanders - CHS Home Ec 1965From the way the shadows are falling in this photo, I must have had my flash bolted to the left side of the camera when I tilted the camera vertically, causing the light to come from below the subject. It doesn’t hurt too much here, but if it had been a little more extreme, it would have been like the horror effect you’d get by sticking a flashlight under your chin on camping trips.

If I had warshed the film a little better, it would have had fewer spots. OUCH! OK, Ruby WASHED. (That woman sure has a long reach.)