Tuesday, November 17, 2015

A Special Tribute

I want to conclude this Veterans Day project on the paternal side with honoring a person who very quietly lived through the World War II era, but had to have had a lot of worry. That person is Beatrice Markus Schell, the mother of Jim, Charles, Richard, and William. All four of her sons were involved in the war, although in different areas. She had to have great concern for the three that were in harms way in the Aleutians, in Europe, and at sea. Keep in mind that this is a woman who had lost both her husband and father in June of 1935, just a few years before her sons were involved in the war. She had three young children at home to take care of plus her mother, Mary Husam Markus. I can’t imagine the worry she must have had. She knew of war and the possibility of injury or even death because she was about twenty-five when her brother, Norbert, was injured in World War I. Her son, Charles, was injured in France in 1944. She persevered through these difficult times and that was due, in a large part, to her deep Catholic faith.
I believe this photo was taken around 1942. From left to right in the front are Mark, William, Beatrice, Charles, Carl, and Martha. Standing in the back are James and Richard. This is probably one of my most treasured photos.

This concludes the series of paternal ancestors who served this country in the military. I'm certain there are others; they will come to light as the research proceeds. Hopefully, next Veterans Day there will be more to add to the list. Hope you have enjoyed reading about our martial forebearers! 

Monday, November 16, 2015

Bernard Husam, German-born Civil War Soldier

   Bernard was born as Johann Bernard Husam near Albersloh, Germany on February 7, 1825. His parents were Johann Theodore Husam and Catharina Husam. He claims to have immigrated to the United States in 1855. Bernard received his citizenship papers on November 3, 1860 at the courthouse in Quincy, Illinois. He lived on a farm in rural Gilmer Township, Adams County. After he retired, he and his wife, Elizabeth Jacobskötter Husam, moved into town and lived on Lind Street in Quincy about 1899. Bernard died in Quincy on January 16, 1909.

    Bernard enlisted in the Union army on September 22, 1864 in Quincy; he enrolled in the service at Springfield on October 14, 1864. He served in the Civil War until May 18, 1865; the muster-out roll is dated June 4, 1865. The war had ended on April 9 with Robert E Lee’s surrender. Bernard was a member Company F, 10th Illinois Infantry Regiment. According to a history of the 10th Illinois Infantry, they were a part of General Sherman’s attack on Atlanta, Georgia and his subsequent March to the Sea and then up through the Carolinas. At this point, I can only assume Bernard was in the March to the Sea and the Carolina campaign. He was not enlisted in time to be a part of the attack of Atlanta. His muster roll documents indicate “present” for November, 1864-June, 1865. 

This concludes the series of paternal ancestors who served this country in the military. I'm certain there are others; they will come to light as the research proceeds. Hopefully, next Veterans Day there will be more to add to the list. Hope you have enjoyed reading about our martial forebearers! 

Next: A special tribute to conclude this Veterans Day project.

I have a blog about the maternal side of the family at happekotte.blogspot.com

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Norbert W Markus

Norbert Markus was a grand uncle who was born in Quincy, Illinois on  September 19, 1896 to parents John William Markus and Mary Anna Husam Markus. He had attended parochial school and had graduated from Quincy (public) High School. He then attended and graduated from St. Francis College which would later become Quincy college and is now known as Quincy University. Later he attended the University of Wisconsin and was taking commercial courses. He was working for Smith, Barney & Company in 1942; so I assume he was taking classes dealing with the financial sector. 
    He left Quincy in 1914 and went to live with his sister (Mrs. Charles Meyer) in Chicago. He went to work for the John B Rogers Amusement Company where it looks like he was helping set up stage productions. In 1915 he had been helping set up productions in Wisconsin and Indiana, An article in a Quincy newspaper says that in June, 1915 he took a position as a social entertainer at a fashionable hotel in Portland, Maine. 
    After graduating from the University of Wisconsin in May, 1917, Norbert entered officer training school at Ft. Sheridan (US Army). In about October, 1917 he was ordered to France during World War I. Norbert was a second lieutenant in the 3rd Machine Gun Battalion, First Division. On or about May 18, 1918 he was severely wounded near Soissons. The bullet went through his side but didn’t hit anything vital. He got up and led his men to a shell hole where one of them bound up his wound. About 6-7 hours later, he crawled to an aid station. He would later receive the Distinguished Service War Cross for this action. 
    Then in early June, in a battle near Cantigny, he was hit in the foot by enemy fire. It has been said that after he was wounded, he remained at his machine gun until it was exhausted. He would later receive the Distinguished Service War Cross for his bravery and was cited by the French commander-in-chief. By September he would get the cast off of his foot and he wrote his parents that he was ready to get back to the front. But he also indicated that there was a  chance he could be sent home to be an instructor. After getting out of the hospital, he did not see any more action on the battlefield; however he did go into Germany with the Army of Occupation. He returned to the hospital for a short while and was then ordered back home. In December, 1918 he did finally return home for a few days, but was ordered to the hospital at Ft. Sheridan for treatment. “Nobby” as his friends called him had returned a true hero from the Great War.  
Norbert and his mother, Mary Husam Markus

Next: Bernard Husam, Norbert's Grandfather

I have a blog about the maternal side of the family at happekotte.blogspot.com

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Richard P Schell

Richard Schell served in the US Navy from March 30, 1944 until August 22, 1946. He attained the rank of lieutenant, junior grade (JG). This is the rank between a lieutenant and an ensign. He was stationed in Boston during the war according to his daughter, Chris Decker and son, Mark Schell. What I can infer from the research I have found, which is very little so far, is that he was involved in engineering. I found his entry from the yearbook of the University of Illinois where he graduated with a degree in mechanical engineering. This fits with the register (pictured below) that shows his classification as "E-VS". I found an explanation of that classification as "officers of the Volunteer Reserve appointed to the line for special service in engineering duties." I have no idea what those duties were at this time. This is the correct Richard Schell because his file number matches the number on a Veteran Burial Card that I found.
    Richard married Catherine Eleanor Sutkus in Boston on July 14, 1946. I was told that they had met at a USO club in Boston. 
    One funny story that Uncle Chuck told us concerned all four of the brothers when they were all home at the same time. Being the only officer, Richard was seated at an "officers" table for dinner by Chuck, Jim, and Bill! I can't imagine the Schell brothers doing that, can you? 

Next: Norbert W Markus of Quincy

I have a blog on the maternal side of the family at happekotte.blogspot.com

Friday, November 13, 2015

Charles A "Chuck" Schell

    Charles “Chuck” Schell was born in Quincy, Illinois on January 13, 1924 to parents Carl J Schell and Beatrice Markus Schell. Charles was inducted into the US Army on February 14, 1943 at age 19. He headed for Camp Barkley, Texas in March, 1943 and was there until May of that same year. From June, 1943 until May, 1944 he attended Texas A&M University and the University of Oklahoma.  

  In June, 1944 he reported to Camp Howze, Texas where he became a member of the 103rd Infantry Division (US Army) and of the 409th Infantry Regiment. He sailed from Hoboken, New Jersey on 6 October 1944 aboard the USS Monticello. This troop ship was originally the Italian luxury liner, Conte Grande. The ship arrived in Marseilles, France on 20 October 1944. The regiment remained near Marseilles until November 9 when they started moving to take up front-lines positions. When they got to the town of Provenchere, France (near St. Die), they were attacked by enemy forces right around Thanksgiving. A shell hit Charles’ helmet and knocked him unconscious during the attack. He was evacuated to a hospital in Nancy, France where he spent the next 6 weeks until New Years Day, 1945 recovering from the injury. He lost his hearing in one ear for the rest of his life. 
     After recovering, he chose not to return home. He was familiar with the German language and was assigned clerical duties in Bad Homburg, Germany. From there he was assigned to work in the military government headquartered at Luetgen Villa in Hof, Bavaria. It was there that he met his future wife, Johanna Morawetz. She had come to the base seeking work after escaping from Czechoslovakia ahead of the advancing Russian army. Talk about fate….. she was told they had no work for her, so she was just about out the door when one of the guys asked her if she took shorthand! She said she could, in both English and German! They hired her immediately. Just think, a few more steps out the door and she would have been out of his life forever! They were married in a civil ceremony on on July 29, 1946 followed by a Catholic Church ceremony the next day. 

    The map below shows the route that the 409th Infantry Regiment took through France and into Germany. The red arrow indication where Charles was injured. The green arrow is the approximate location of the Schell/Schehl ancestral village of Erfweiler. Had he not been injured, he would have passed within 13 miles of Erfweiler! 

As I mentioned previously, he could have gone home after being injured, but he chose to stay. As the document below shows, he and others received the Good Conduct Medal. Knowing Uncle Chuck as I have especially over the past several years of "mining" him and Aunt Joan (Hansi to many of us) for genealogy information, I don't doubt his deserving the medal. 

Next: Richard P Schell

I have a blog on the maternal side of the family at happekotte.blogspot.com

Thursday, November 12, 2015

James W Schell

                                                                                  James W Schell was born on November 9, 1917 in

Quincy, Illinois to parents Carl J Schell and Beatrice Markus Schell. He was 25 when he enlisted for service in the US Army on January 7, 1942 at Camp Grant, Illinois. Jim was a member of the 807th Engineer Aviation Battalion. They played a little known, but very important part in the Pacific theater of World War II against the Japanese. This battalion was sent to the Aleutian Islands… the chain of islands the extends southwest from the Alaskan Peninsula toward Asia. 
     The Japanese had invaded the islands of Kiska and Attu in June, 1942. At midnight on August 31, 1942, two companies of the 807th followed the assault party and took Adak Island. The plan was to build an air base, but estimates were that it would take 3-4 months to construct this base. High surf and bad weather made the landing of supplies very difficult. Since a Japanese attack could occur at any time, they had to disperse their heavy construction machinery so as to not provide the enemy with an easy target as Battleship Row had been at Pearl Harbor. And they had to build some crude roadways in order to carry out this dispersion. The nearest source of replacement equipment was Seattle; so they couldn’t afford to lose a lot of equipment. 
     The 807th completed an amazing task by having an adequate base for fighter planes built within 10 days! Remember, the estimate was 3-4 months! This involved building a dike to keep ocean water out and bulldozing a new channel for a creek so the water wouldn’t back up behind the new dikes.

By September 10, American fighter planes were landing at the new base unbeknownst to the Japanese. The first American attacks on  Kiska Island followed on September 14. The Japanese did not discover the new base on Adak Island until the end of the month. By that time the 807th had constructed a runways for bombers. In order to construct this bomber runway, the engineers had to remove sand and replace it with soil from nearby hills. The skill and excellent construction practices of the American engineers was far and above their Japanese counterparts on Kiska which used convicts for labor and only had small dumps trucks. 
     In early 1943, the Americans invaded the island of Amchitka which is located next to Kiska. They ran into many problems with this adventure. The winter was very severe, the Japanese were able to easily attack since they were close, and construction was taking longer than had been planned. On May 30, 1943, one-third of the 807th unloaded at Massacre Bay on the Japanese-held island of Attu. I do not know if Jim was a part of this particular invasion force. The initial assault party had landed there two weeks prior. While attempting to construct a base there, they had to contend with Japanese attacks, rains, and uncomfortably low temperatures. By July 29, 1943, the Japanese had evacuated the Aleutian Islands that they had held. 
     You may wonder why this action in the Aleutians was so important to the war effort. The Japanese plan had been to invade the Aleutians and set up bases there from which they could carry out future attacks on the United States. It would have been far easier for them to carry out attacks from Alaska than to travel all the way across the Pacific Ocean to attack.  
I learned a couple of side stories about Jim’s service from his daughter, Judy Waumans and his wife, Jean. It seems that his group constructed their own whiskey still. That made them quite popular up there in the extreme cold weather! I guess their engineering skills were not just for building bases! Jim became good friends with one of the cooks; so he was always able to get a little extra food. Sounds like a survival skill to me! When they got their allotment of wood to burn in their stoves, many times they would burn much of it that first night just to savor some warmth for a little while. And they also told me that Jim had to have all of his teeth pulled while serving over there…. without the advantage of novocaine! I cannot imagine that, nor do I want to  imagine that! 

Jim married Jean McComb in Spokane, Washington
on September 22, 1944.

Next: Charles A Schell

I have a blog on the maternal side of the family at happekotte.blogspot.com

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

William J Schell

Cindy and Jim contributed to the war memorial constructed in Wadena, Iowa. They had dad's name placed on the wall there. 

William was born in Quincy, Illinois on September14, 1925 to parents Carl J Schell and Beatrice Markus Schell. He enlisted for service in the US Navy at Springfield, Illinois on August 28, 1943. He would not be 18 until September of that year; so he must have had to get parental permission to enlist. After spending some time at the Great Lakes Naval Training station, he went to fleet sound school at Key West, Florida where he received training to be a sonarman. He was assigned to the USS Eugene Elmore was was stationed at Boston in February, 1944. The Elmore was a destroyer escort and he would serve aboard that ship for almost his entire naval career. In December, 1945, he was released from the Elmore in  San Diego, California and reassigned to the USS Albert W Grant stationed in Seattle, Washington on March 15, 1946. His date of separation from the Navy was March 22, 1946. His total service was 2 years, 6 months, and 25 days.
     While in the Navy, he saw service in both the Atlantic and Pacific theaters of war. The Atlantic service came first. It appears they were escorting ships across the Atlantic mostly to North Africa. One of the highlights of his entire service had to be  on May 29, 1944. They were located near the Azores off the northwest coast of Africa. A German U-boat attacked the American air craft carrier, USS Block Island and sank it. This turned out to be the only American carrier lost in the Atlantic. The USS Ahrens, another destroyer escort in the flotilla, rushed to help rescue survivors from the Block Island. She also got a fix on the U-boat and signaled the Elmore with the coordinates. The Elmore moved into position and located the U-boat. They  attacked and destroyed the sub. William was a part of the sonar crew on duty during this skirmish. I found in the log books for the ship that he and the rest of the crew received special commendation for their work in putting an end to the U-boat. 
  In November, 1944, the Elmore was reassigned to duty in the Pacific. In December, they were stationed in Dutch New Guinea, just north of Australia. They left for Lingayen Gulf in the Philippine Islands in December, 1944. After patrolling the area around Leyte and Luzon in the Philippines, they headed back to Dutch New Guinea at the end of February, 1945. In March, the Elmore left for the Philippines again, this time escorting the USS Montezuma Castle. The last ship log I have is for March 27-31, 1945 and the Elmore is anchored for repairs at San Pedro Bay, Leyte, Philippines. William is back in San Diego by December, 1945; so what occurred between March and December, 1945 is unknown to me at this point. In reading through the ship logs, they had several Japanese sub sightings and even had to contend with Japanese kamikazes in their vicinity. Their ship had no major encounters with either subs or kamikazes. It appears from the ship logs that they were primarily escorting other ships from  Dutch New Guinea to the Philippines and around the Philippine  islands of Luzon and Leyte. 

William “Bill” Schell married Patricia Happekotte on May 30, 1947 in Quincy, Illinois at St. Francis Catholic Church. 

When I was in San Francisco this October, I walked across the Golden Gate Bridge. On the north end is a place called Vista Point; people can pull into this area and see a great view of not only the bridge but also of San Francisco. This statue is at Vista Point. Many sailors left from San Francisco and what you see from Vista Point is what they would have seen as they headed out to sea. I don't have any evidence that dad was ever in San Francisco as his ship sailed from the Atlantic through the Panama Canal and headed straight for the Dutch East Indies (now called Indonesia). When he came back at the end of he war, they landed in San Diego. From there they went to Seattle where he was discharged. I don't know if they spent any time in San Francisco on their way to Seattle. But I thought this statue and its inscription was very appropriate to show on this Veterans Day, 2015.

Next: Tribute to James Schell, dad's oldest brother.

I have a blog on the maternal side of the family at happekotte.blogspot.com

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Veterans Day Project

Tomorrow I am going to start posting short stories of paternal ancestors who have served in the US military in some capacity. I know I have not found all but I will continue the search! The bricks pictured above are in the Veterans Park in Cedar Falls, Iowa. It was just a coincidence that the brick for Roger Heald was placed so close to dad's brick! Roger Heald is the father of Mike's wife. The next series of pictures shows the just-completed Freedom Rock also located in Veterans Park. The artist is Ray Sorensen and he is endeavoring to paint a Freedom Rock in all of Iowa's 99 counties.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

The side pictured to the left is of Cedar Falls' own Taylor Morris. He lost all or parts of four limbs while serving in Afghanistan.

Taylor Morris story

The next side depicts Waterloo's own Sullivan brothers who all were serving aboard the USS Juneau went it was attacked in the Pacific during WWII.

Sullivan brothers' story

The next side honors the those who served in the Korean War. 

The last side honors Robert Hibbs who lost his life serving in Vietnam. The Main Street Bridge here in Cedar Falls is named after him.
                        Robert Hibbs' story

I will also be posting veterans from the maternal side of the family at  Happekotte Happenings

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Bernard Husum, America-bound in 1855

Bernard Husam was my two-times great-grandfather. He was born Johann Bernard Husam in the little village of Albersloh. This small village is located a little less than 8 miles southwest of modern-day Münster, Germany (see map below). When Bernard was born, the area was the Province of Westphalia and a part of the Kingdom of Prussia. I am indebted to June Markus Hoopes, who traveled to Germany about 1986 and collected some genealogical information on the Husam and Markus families. From a pedigree  chart that she constructed, I learned that Bernard was born on 7 February 1825. From that information I was able to find the microfilm of that record. His parents were  Johann Theodore Husam and Anna Maria Catharina Husam. One very interesting observation is that Bernard’s father, Johann Theodore, was actually born with the surname of Grosse Minerup! In some cases, the husband took the surname of his wife [Husam] if she had inherited property. This may have happened with Johann Theodore!
To understand why Bernard may have come to America, you have to understand the world in which Bernard came of age. He was age 23 when there were revolutions in central Europe. After Napoleon was defeated in 1815, there was a conservative push to return Europe to the control of the “rightful” monarchs who Napoleon had defeated. The Austrian Empire led this charge, but at the same time, Prussia was seeking more power. The liberal revolutions of 1848 that attempted to spread democracy were defeated and that  sent many people packing to the United States. I do not know what part, if any, that Bernard may have played in this conflict. He was old enough to be in the military at that time and he may have been. I have a clue but no evidence that he was in the military in Prussia. A letter dated 25 March 1898 was sent to Bernard from his nephew, Anton, who lived in Albersloh in 1898. In this letter to his Uncle Bernard, Anton states, “Your army picture from Potsdam ’48 hangs in our living room, and we take good care of it.” To me, this indicates that he was in the Prussian army in 1848. I can only speculate it was the Prussian army because Potsdam is located near Berlin.

I have several other letters that were sent to Bernard from relatives in Albersloh and the area. My Aunt Hansi [Joan] Schell painstakingly translated them all several years ago and I have used them several times in researching the Husam family. There are thirty letters dated from 1866-1901 and an archivist at our local university advised me on how to best preserve these treasures. I have scanned them and put them on a CD.
Bernard stated on the 1900 US Federal Census that he arrived in America in 1855. He was 30 years old at that time. It is very possible he may have left to avoid any further military service in Prussia. He was probably still eligible. However,  I remind you that that is purely speculation at this point. But for whatever reason, he did leave Prussia in 1855. I have a passenger record for a “Bernhard Husum”, age 30, a farmer from Prussia arriving in New Orleans on 30 November 1855. Most everything points to this being our Bernard- he is the right age, he is from Prussia, and it agrees with the information he gave the census taker in 1900. But there are a couple of problems that I have not worked out yet. Along with him was an Anna Husum, age 26 and another Anna, age 3. It could be a wife and daughter, but he married Elizabeth Jacobskötter in 1858 in Adams Co., Illinois and probably in Quincy. So, if this Anna was a first wife, there should be a death record in Adams County. Anna could also have been a sister traveling with him and later returning to Prussia. 

Another problem with this passenger record is the intended destination.....Cincinnati! It is very possible he could have changed his mind. He could have met someone aboard the ship who was headed to Quincy. It will be interesting to check that passenger list more carefully to see if someone else is heading for Illinois and shows up in Adams County. I have not done that research yet- it will take some time and perserverance.  Again, all of this is speculation. But that’s what makes genealogy so much fun…..searching for the answers to these mysteries!

As I speculated before, Bernard may have come to America to avoid further military service in Prussia. But if that was his reason, he didn’t escape military service. By 1865, he is a soldier for the Union army in the Civil War. Stay tuned….that will be the subject of my next post.

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Adam Kolker's Ordeal in 1853

I apologize for having been remiss in not posting on this blog for sometime. I have been involved in Thomas MacEntee’s “Genealogy Do-Over” project. In my case, it has not been an actual “Do-Over”; it’s been more of a “Go-Over”. I went back to the start to check my source citations and, as Thomas MacEntee said, many start out in genealogy and fail to do a good job of source citation. He was so very right! So, I have been going back and developing more accurate citations for ALL of the documents and information that I have come across so far. That has taken a lot of time and effort. But while I was at it, I also filled out research logs and made To-Do lists for each family. That has taken just as much time and effort. But I have to say, I’m a heck of a lot better organized now!

Back in August, 2013 I had a blog about Adam Kolker, my two-times great grandfather who was born near Fulda, Germany about 1835 and as an eighteen-year old came to America in 1853. He was aboard a ship called the New Era which had between 300-400 German immigrants aboard. On the night of November 13, 1853, the ship ran aground on the coast of New Jersey near modern day Asbury Park. Only 160 survived the ordeal with many just being washed overboard during the stormy night. Adam recalled in a Quincy newspaper, that he had survived by clinging to one of the ship’s masts. What a harrowing night that had to be.

I was fortunate enough to find an account of Heinrich Weckesser, who was also a survivor. He was also age 18 and, like Adam, survived by clinging to a mast. His story below must be very similar to what Adam experienced- who knows…. perhaps they were clinging to the same mast!