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March
18, 2002
I've had a bit of a problem tracking down my Anderson's; there are just too many of them who share common names like FRANK and FLOYD in Spokane, Washington. The next two photo's are of Richard Anderson; thought to be my gr gr grandfather.
The following photo is of
my gr grandparents. The photo's of Frank and Ida are not in question,
but some of the photo's I have identified as "Floyd Anderson" are in question.
These are the parents of my mother's mother
(Edna May Rulaford nee Anderson). I believe the photo may have been
taken in Spokane, WA.
I don't know most of the people in this picture. Ida and Frank are front and center. Behind and between them are Fern Anderson (left), and her mother (who's name I do not know). Fern was the wife of their son Ernest Anderson (not in this picture). To the right of Frank is their son Floyd G. Anderson; his wife is the woman on the far left.
At the time I acquired this photo it drove me nuts. The names are written on the back. Like: "Myself" and "Mother" written by Fern. I know that she wrote it because I knew her from the 1940's until her death. In later life she looked very much like her mother. "Grandma" and "Grandpa" is what got to me. It wasn't until I took a stab at searching the Seventh-Day Adventist obits that I learned the names of my great grandparents. I did that because many of the people on this branch of my family tree were active in the SDA Church.
Frank and Ida's daughter, Edna May Anderson Rulaford, my maternal grandmother, is not in the above photo because she died in 1913. I think my mother was in Alaska at the time of the 50th wedding anniversary; so she's not in the picture either.
Until March 18, 2002, I had yet to learn the
name of Floyd's son. Well it's Robert I did meet Fern and Ernie
when they lived in Seattle, WA, in the 1940's. I have a dresser that
Floyd made for my mother eons ago. My brother Doug never had the
time to restore it; it's still missing a back foot that was missing the
first time I saw it.
This photo was taken a few days before I was born. Floyd and Lillian had just bought this house. Frank and Ida would leave us the following year; Frank in February 1940, and Ida in October 1940.
I'm not sure where or when this photo
was taken, but I found it today (3-18-2002). My mother wrote on the
back "Robert Anderson - Cousin in Spokane, Wn.). So one more brick
wall smashed.
Ernest and Fern Anderson lived for a time on
a house boat on Lake Union in Seattle. The water you see to the right
is Lake Union. The mailing address was on Westlake Ave. North; I
found myself driving on that street in 1998. Garnetha's house is
just a short distance away on W. McGraw.
I think this is Floyd and Lillian Anderson;
I'm guessing but I think it's them.
I do not know who the boys are, but they could be grandchildren.
I remember this house as the first one that
Fern and Ernest live in after they left Seattle. Mom, Doug, and I
spent Christmas here in 1955. I remember that Ampex had just perfected
(?) the video tape recorder, and one of the San Francisco TV stations had
one. The early machines quite often put streaks in the picture.
Fern was trying to adjust those lines out on her set. I told that
it was the video tape, and she could not correct it. She told me
there was no such thing! She changed her mind a few days later when
I showed her the picture of one on the front cover of an electronics magazine.
:-).
I can say this now because she's been dead
for many years. To ride in a car with Fern was an experience.
I don't think I ever rode in the Studebaker, but I do remember the Chrysler
she drove until Ernest backed his truck into it and broke the back window
(which was never repaired). It was "get it up to 65 and take your
foot off the accelerator". Get it up to 65 and take your foot off
the accelerator. Get it up to 65 and take your foot off the accelerator.
Get it up to 65 and take your foot off the accelerator. Get it up
to 65 and take your foot off the accelerator.
This photo was taken in Seattle at the Worlds
Fair venue. I did not get to attend the fair because I was at Great
Lakes, IL, going to Electronics Technician's school. I went there
just before the fair started, and came back to the West coast right after
it closed.
There was three feet of snow on the ground when I arrived at GLAKES in March of 1962, and it started to snow as I left on a Greyhound bus in October to return to the West coast. I was not the senior person in my group, but after several changes in Class Leaders due to failing grades, I convinced the C.O. to allow me to take the position and stabilize the group.
One morning SN Bulat (far right, second row), was giving me a ration at muster. He did not see our instructor approach. I forget exactly what ET1 Adams said to him, but I do remember that I was in 100% control of that group from that day forward even though I was only a Seaman Apprentice. SN Bulat, SA Woodrow (3rd from the left, back row), and I were assigned to USS Piedmont AD-17 after graduation.
We played a nasty joke on SA Rice (far left, second row), one day. For lunch that day we had hamburgers. Rice had put some ketchup on his tray for the fries, and then went to get some milk. While he was away somebody put a LOT of hot sauce in his ketchup. When he came back, he dipped a french fry in the hot sauce - took a big bite - turned red in the face - got up and walk out of the mess hall.
One of these guys got married a few weeks before we graduated. Third from the right in the middle row is SN Julian Belmont Woodson III (from Richmond, VA as I recall). I have not been in contact with him since late 1963; I wonder if that marriage took.
Fourth from the left in the middle row is SA
Rotermund . I mention him because he was second in the class standing;
behind me by about 0.2 points.
I'm including this photo for two reasons.
1) SA Kline used to copy the answers off my answer cards during the daily
blitz test. I would put the ABCDE marks off by one right or left.
It drove him nuts! 2) You'll notice my hair is very short.
I went to the base barber shop and told the barber to cut it short.
Several guys waiting to get a "trim" could not believe what they were seeing
as I got "buzzed".
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