"Thank You For Your Service Clint Fye!" "EvenThough It Wasn't A Long Tour.....THANK-YOU!"

                                       Great Grand Mother's Son.....My Great Uncle Clint! 

He was called back from Okinawa and discharged honorably when his father died and he was the only male left in the family. He came back and took care of his Mother (Sara) sisters (Virginia & Mary)  and niece (Marie)

He never married. He took care of his mother until her death and then when his sisters married and divorced he was there for them,  and they moved back home.

In 1949 Marie married Roy Badgerow and in 1950 I was born  in Port Huron Hospital. Mom, on the other hand, was born in the old house which still stands on 16th Ave. Port Huron. Seems Gertrude got knocked up when she was a teenager in 1928. February 6, 1929 Marie Edith (Bradley) Fye was born. As the story goes the young Bradley boy wanted nothing to do with Grandma Gertie after he found out she was with child.

Marie thought John and Sara were her mother and father for a good portion of her youth.. Her mother lived right next door on 16th Ave. and she thought she was her aunt. Then one day the girls she thought were her sisters, spilled the beans.

Her Uncle Clint was the closest thing to a father figure in her life. Uncle Clint had a good job with the railroad and made good money to provide for them all.

I have fond memories of going over to Grandma Fye's house and Mom would scrub the floors and such. She would clean the house from top to bottom, all the while, Clint was working on the railroad. Seems we went over there a lot.  Mom would toil at the housework so he could relax when he got home.

Then we would rush home so she could clean our house before Dad got home from work.

Thanks for following our story!

Christmas 1943

 Thanks for looking in on this blog, once again. Or perhaps this is your first glimpse? No matter, I will try not to drive you off, so to speak. 

It has been a while since I have posted and I plan to start making regular "Contributions" for my fathers blog.

Some of you are related, and I want you all to have an idea, just what some of our ancestors had to endure; during World War Two.

Roy Martin Badgerow was a member of the Silent Generation and never spoke much about his time as a Prisoner Of War. 

Most of the information included was found. after his death. 

Thank you so very much for letting me share a little of his story, with you.

I have never been to the World War Two Memorial in Washington DC. Have you? I will plan a trip to go see it in the near future. It is on my "Bucket List' officially today! 1-31-2021

 

Thank and Shake A Veterans Hand Today

Missing In Action

She kept right on writing to her son even though the letters from him had stopped. She prayed and wrote in the hopes...
 that some would reach him.

She kept the letters that were returned and wrote more!
Three or more per week she wrote, as the letters came back, "Return To Sender"
"Missing In Action."

She never lost faith that her son was alive.
Even when she read in her hometown newspaper about his unit being wiped out!
The Times Herald depicted a somber story of the First and Third Ranger Battalions....
  fighting to the death of the very last man in Italy.

She held fast to her belief that here youngest son Roy.....
 was okay!

A shoe box full of letters from the past that she saved all the years of her life... is a testament to my loving Grand Mother  Edith C. Hill Badgerow.
As children, we are never told  the story of the strength, that our ancestors possessed....
or of the hardships they had to endure.

Every Day Is Fathers Day

Yes! Everyday is FATHERS DAY!

Not a day goes by that I don't miss you! As the days turn to years I often bring back the good times that we shared. 

To know you, was to love you sir. 

You were born in 1923, in the month of May, on the 25th. 

You were only 20 years old when you were wounded and captured by the Germans. 

When you turned 21 you were a POW held in Stalag 344 in Poland.

Update: May 29, 2021 

He would have been 98 years young 4 days ago!

Happy belated Birthday Sir!

Some day in the future I will be unable to update this blog.

I will be gone, down that road that we all must travel, 

after  our life is spent.

If you read this, 

do not lament.

I am with my wife who passed before me, my Dad, Mom, Brothers,

 and all who watched over me from above or here on Earth, 

 in my life time.

That's it for now. 

I will post more in the future,

 God willing.

UPDATE!

OCT.2,2021

I have started writing more!

In hope that some day you would read

this!

I hope you enjoy it even 1/2 as much reading it

as I did writing it.

"Thanks For Following!"

UPDATE:

November 11, 2021

One day I will not be able to post. 

My Dad Roy! 

Thanks to you and all

veterans! 

Happy Veterans Day.....to Grandfather Roy to my children &

Great Grandfather Roy to theirs. 

Remember Every Day Is Veterans Day!

"Thank a vet today and then thank a veteran tomorrow."