“When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.” Viktor Frankl
Posts Tagged ‘Hood River
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Oct
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changes on the horizon…
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between the trees…
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Mar
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What’s in a name…
Herman Otto Kresse, was born in Wisconsin in 1888. Later, he became the Mayor of Hood River, Oregon during the Depression. He also opened Kresse Drug Company in downtown Hood River. He passed away in 1973. I saw the old Rexall Store logo and dated signage. With the morning sunshine against the wall, the old sign glowed. Kresse held up: The style of writing in the newspaper piece below is interesting despite the typos….
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Above two historical images of Herman Kresse courtesy of HistoricHoodRiver.com
13
Mar
16
Life’s struggles…
I enjoy discovering the hidden stories of cemeteries, particularly what we would call ‘Pioneer’ cemeteries. Pioneers, in our neck of the woods, were folks that departed the smothering confines of Eastern United States and moved West to explore, to pioneer, the open spaces. Most of this took place in the mid 1800’s in the Pacific Northwest (United States).
Not too long ago, I posted about Marcus W. Robertson. Buried in a small, rural cemetery in Central Oregon in Pine Grove. I noted his apparent heroic exploits to become a Medal of Honor recipient and then I noted his nephew Earl who died in 1918 in WWI.
While at the cemetery, I had snapped a few more headstones of the Robertson’s family. I decided to see what I could find out about them given the burst of death and apparent grief in the early 1900’s. What I noticed was Marcus’s brother, Robert Earl, had a seemingly sad stretch of life in this rural area. First he lost his wife, Fannie Juliet in 1911 to illness, then in 1915 his two daughters are burned up in the home, which was totally destroyed and then he loses his son, the perviously mentioned Earl in WWI, who as I recalled he died of a dental infection in France, after being ‘severely wounded’.
As one reviews theses events, the mind goes to the magnitude of the events and how they would impact our own mind, heart and health. Normally, when listening to such events on the news, the sound bite hits us, but is immediately gone and purposely abandoned to lessen the impact. But, for me, cemetery history lingers in my mind. In a good way, I think. It makes one look outward beyond the tip of our nose to see the humanity and struggles about us…in the past and before us now. A good thing.
Below are the grave markers and a few local newspaper snippets…
‘Mrs. Fanny Robertson died last Friday night, August 25, after a lingering illness,…’ Hood River Glacier Journal, August 31, 1911
“Children Burned to Death in Hood River. While their father; worked In the barn nearby, Ruth and Violet Robertson, daughters of Robert Robertson, were burned to death by fire which destroyed their home, near this city. Ruth was 7 years old and Violet was 14 years. Indications are that the children never left their bed, but were smothered and burned without a chance to save themselves. Their charred bodies were found within the twisted and blackened frame of their Iron bed.” Crook County journal. (Prineville, Or.) May 13, 1915
“THE SUNDAY OREGONIAN, PORTLAND, SEPTEMBER 15, 1918. 7 LATEST OFFICIAL CASUALTY LIST, KILLED IN ACTION. Privates: Earl Malcolm I Robert E Robertson. Hood River. Or. WOUNDED SEVERELY.”
Marcus William Robertson (February 12, 1870 – May 24, 1948) was a United States Army soldier and a recipient of America’s highest military decoration—the Medal of Honor—for his actions on the Philippine-American War.
Marcus W. Robertson, 1898…18y/o headed to war. Photo via Mary Gall
Marcus Robertson enlisted in the United States Army from Hood River, Oregon in May 1898, and by May 16, 1899 was serving as a private in Company B of the 2nd Oregon Volunteer Infantry Regiment as part of Young’s Scouts. On that day, near San Isidro in the Philippines, Private Robertson helped to rout a large enemy force despite being greatly outnumbered. For his actions, he was presented with the Medal of Honor on April 28, 1906. He later rose to the rank of stable Sergeant and served in France during World War I.
He died at age 78 and was buried in Pine Grove Cemetery, Hood River, Oregon. (Wiki)
Buried beside Marcus is his cousin, Earl Malcom Robertson, who died in WWI from Ludwig’s Angina…a dental infection and inflammation that lead to his death.
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Feb
16
Night travel…
‘I have found out that there ain’t no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.’ Mark Twain
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