Seattle 1978

Seattle 1978
Showing posts with label Navy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Navy. Show all posts

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Burial Flag

My Mother-in-Law, Viola Andersen Robertson, was given a burial flag when my Father-in-Law, Walter Stanley Robertson who served in the US Navy was interred at Tahoma National Cemetery in 1998.


She passed away a year-and-a-half later in 2000 and is interred with him.


The burial flag has since been in the possession of my Brother-in-Law who served during Vietnam.  Last month, their home was destroyed by the Taylor Bridge fire in Cle Elum, WA..  We are so very grateful my Brother-and-Sister-in-Law are safe; my Brother-in-Law was told to evacuate only fifteen minutes before their home went up.  It gives me chills.  Almost all their worldly possession are gone.  But when my Sister-in-Law blew out her birthday candle earlier this week, she said, "I have nothing to wish for because I still have everything that really matters to me."

A couple of weeks ago I thought I would contact someone from VFW Post 1373 Douglas A Munro Post in Cle Elum. Burial Flags are not replaced by the Veteran's Administration but their website said that often local VFW posts can do that.  At the post's last meeting, they agreed to replace Walt's burial flag.  The contact person seemed honored and excited to be able to do this for our family.  This flag was used in another veteran's funeral but for some reason they ended up with two so when I contacted him, he felt it was meant to be for us to have it.  We drove to Cle Elum today to pick up the new burial flag.  It's not the same thing as the original given to my Mother-in-Law, but we are thrilled and humbled to have a flag that was given to our family in honor of Walt's service and life.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Walt and the US Navy

Like many boys his era, my father-in-law Walter S. Robertson joined the military as soon as he graduated high school in Mount Vernon, Washington at age eighteen. It was 1936.

He enlisted in the US Navy. Training camp was in San Diego.
From Walt's Navy Photos
Walt was sent to Panama Canal aboard the USS Bushnell (more here) in 1937, Guantama Bay as a Submarine Tender and Norfolk, Virginia to service subs.
From Walt's Navy Photos

From Walt's Navy Photos
From Walt's Navy Photos

He developed pleurisy which was worse in the tropics and was discharged due to the illness in 1938 from Portsmouth Naval Hospital, Virginia.

Walt then met Vi when on a double date - Walt was with Wilma and Vi was dating Gordon Shea - both couples switched partners. Vi and Walt married August 31, 1941. Walt joined the Naval Reserve in 1943 when World War II was in full swing.
From Walt's Navy Photos
He went through Hospital Corps School at Farragut, Idaho
From Walt's Navy Photos
From Walt's Navy Photos
From Walt's Navy Photos


From Walt's Navy Photos
and was stationed at the United States Naval Hospital in Seattle (Fircrest). He received training as a pharmacist mate - the doctor in charge was Wendell G. Scott who wrote text on Radiology.
From Walt's Navy Photos
From Walt's Navy Photos
From Walt's Navy Photos
From Walt's Navy Photos
After his tour was over in 1945, he returned to Mt. Vernon to his wife and baby daughter, Judy. They moved to Yakima, Washington where Walt worked as an X-Ray technician for St. Elizabeth's Hospital and four more children were born.
From Robertson, Fey, Noakes
His career then took his family to Bellevue, WA where he became the manager of the Xonics Inc. X-Ray Co. in Seattle. He retired from there in 1982.

More Navy photos
If anyone can confirm that the beginning photos of this album are in-fact San Diego, I would appreciate it (they weren't labeled).

Monday, December 27, 2010

Sailors Prayer

From Visiting Vintage

My parents recently found this postcard sent to my great-grandmother in Bremerton from her daughters living in Ballard (my grandfather's sisters) in 1922. I thought it was sweet. I tried to leave the spelling of the poem "as is"

A Sailors Prayer
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
Grant no other sailor take
My shoes and socks before I wake
Lord guard me in my slumber
And keep my hammock on its number
May no clews nor lashings break
And let me down before I wake
Keep me safely in thy sight
And grant no fire drill tonight.
And in the morning let me wake
Breathing scents of sirloin steak
God protect me in my dreams
And make this better than it seems
Grant the time may swiftly fly
When myself shall rest on high
In a snowy feather bed
Where I long to rest my head
Far away from all these scenes
And the smell of half-done beans
Take me back into the land
Where they don't scrub down with sand
Where no demond typhoon blows
Where women wash the clothes
God thou knowest all my woes
Feed me in my dying thoes
Take me back, I'll promise then
Never to leave home again.

THEREE YEARS LATER
Our Father who art in Washington
Pleas dear Father let me stay
Do not drive me now away
Wipe away my scalding tears
And let me stay my thirty years
Please forgive me all my past
And things that happened at the mast
Do not my request refuse
Let me Stay another cruise

Published by P. Wischmeyer 2131-8-AVE. Seattle