My paternal grandfather. He had the distinction of being the first officially recorded Kansas birth of the then-new century, or so we were all told. A veteran of World War I as part of the American Expeditionary Forces, he was the recipient of the Croix de guerre, the Purple Heart (with two Oak Leaf Clusters) and the WWI Victory Medal, along with many other campaign and service awards. He volunteered for service in WWII, and was almost given a direct commission in the U.S. Army, but it was discovered that his wounds in the First World War precluded him from being put in harms way for a second time.
He put himself through college at the University of Pennsylvania, and ultimately completed his Juris Doctor at the Dickinson School of Law, located at Carlisle, Penn. Returned to Wichita and worked as a business and patent law attorney for nearly 50 years.
Grandad was always very patient with me when I was "just being a boy," as he referred to it, and did his "doggonest" to get me to follow in the family tradition of law school and subsequent service to the community. Though he never lived to see it, he always knew that it was my goal to become a U. S. Naval officer, and never had a doubt that I'd one day make it.
Raymond passed away in 1982 after years of fighting congestive heart failure and numerous heart attacks. He still lives in my memory, and I am so very proud of him and all that he held dear.
He put himself through college at the University of Pennsylvania, and ultimately completed his Juris Doctor at the Dickinson School of Law, located at Carlisle, Penn. Returned to Wichita and worked as a business and patent law attorney for nearly 50 years.
Grandad was always very patient with me when I was "just being a boy," as he referred to it, and did his "doggonest" to get me to follow in the family tradition of law school and subsequent service to the community. Though he never lived to see it, he always knew that it was my goal to become a U. S. Naval officer, and never had a doubt that I'd one day make it.
Raymond passed away in 1982 after years of fighting congestive heart failure and numerous heart attacks. He still lives in my memory, and I am so very proud of him and all that he held dear.
My paternal grandfather. He had the distinction of being the first officially recorded Kansas birth of the then-new century, or so we were all told. A veteran of World War I as part of the American Expeditionary Forces, he was the recipient of the Croix de guerre, the Purple Heart (with two Oak Leaf Clusters) and the WWI Victory Medal, along with many other campaign and service awards. He volunteered for service in WWII, and was almost given a direct commission in the U.S. Army, but it was discovered that his wounds in the First World War precluded him from being put in harms way for a second time.
He put himself through college at the University of Pennsylvania, and ultimately completed his Juris Doctor at the Dickinson School of Law, located at Carlisle, Penn. Returned to Wichita and worked as a business and patent law attorney for nearly 50 years.
Grandad was always very patient with me when I was "just being a boy," as he referred to it, and did his "doggonest" to get me to follow in the family tradition of law school and subsequent service to the community. Though he never lived to see it, he always knew that it was my goal to become a U. S. Naval officer, and never had a doubt that I'd one day make it.
Raymond passed away in 1982 after years of fighting congestive heart failure and numerous heart attacks. He still lives in my memory, and I am so very proud of him and all that he held dear.
He put himself through college at the University of Pennsylvania, and ultimately completed his Juris Doctor at the Dickinson School of Law, located at Carlisle, Penn. Returned to Wichita and worked as a business and patent law attorney for nearly 50 years.
Grandad was always very patient with me when I was "just being a boy," as he referred to it, and did his "doggonest" to get me to follow in the family tradition of law school and subsequent service to the community. Though he never lived to see it, he always knew that it was my goal to become a U. S. Naval officer, and never had a doubt that I'd one day make it.
Raymond passed away in 1982 after years of fighting congestive heart failure and numerous heart attacks. He still lives in my memory, and I am so very proud of him and all that he held dear.
