A Soldier Comes Home...A Silent Year Too Late
Aug 1947, Detroit, Michigan
An American soldier came home today.
He was roused from his sleep in foreign fields to rest for all eternity beneath the beloved soil of home.
Young Sergeant Raymond Icenogle Jr., only son of the Raymond Icenogles, 6668 Barton, was looking foward to coming home almost a year ago today. It was in August, in Seoul, Korea, from where he wrote his mother "Don't bother to write to me anymore, for I'll be home before your letter can reach me."
That was August 21, 1946. On August 22, he went with an electrician to investigate a sudden blackout in the officers' quarters and stepped back on a live wire. He died instantly.
Last Friday the body of a young American sergeant arrived home. Because of his mother's poor health, aggravated by grief over his death, the lad's burial in Roseland cemetery was made without service or formality, with only his father and the funeral director, Ross Agla, in attendance.
Young Raymond was born and reared in west Detroit, the second of three children. His older sister, Lula May, is married now, and his younger sister, Jane Grace, will be graduated next week from Chadsey high where she is completing her high school education during the summer course.
He had learned much of the mechanical and electrical knowledge he had in the Munger Trade School from which he was graduated and it was his father's dream to turn over to his son the thriving garage, which he has maintained on Fort street for the past 24 years. It is now located at 6340 W. Fort, where it has been for the past six years.
But Fate decreed otherwise. After two years of overseas service...after hostilities had fired...shortly after the first anniversary of VJ Day...Ray Icenogle was packed and ready to come home. No replacement could be found for him for one more day. So Ray stayed in Korea...one night too long.
He is home today...just one year too late.
Aug 1947, Detroit, Michigan
An American soldier came home today.
He was roused from his sleep in foreign fields to rest for all eternity beneath the beloved soil of home.
Young Sergeant Raymond Icenogle Jr., only son of the Raymond Icenogles, 6668 Barton, was looking foward to coming home almost a year ago today. It was in August, in Seoul, Korea, from where he wrote his mother "Don't bother to write to me anymore, for I'll be home before your letter can reach me."
That was August 21, 1946. On August 22, he went with an electrician to investigate a sudden blackout in the officers' quarters and stepped back on a live wire. He died instantly.
Last Friday the body of a young American sergeant arrived home. Because of his mother's poor health, aggravated by grief over his death, the lad's burial in Roseland cemetery was made without service or formality, with only his father and the funeral director, Ross Agla, in attendance.
Young Raymond was born and reared in west Detroit, the second of three children. His older sister, Lula May, is married now, and his younger sister, Jane Grace, will be graduated next week from Chadsey high where she is completing her high school education during the summer course.
He had learned much of the mechanical and electrical knowledge he had in the Munger Trade School from which he was graduated and it was his father's dream to turn over to his son the thriving garage, which he has maintained on Fort street for the past 24 years. It is now located at 6340 W. Fort, where it has been for the past six years.
But Fate decreed otherwise. After two years of overseas service...after hostilities had fired...shortly after the first anniversary of VJ Day...Ray Icenogle was packed and ready to come home. No replacement could be found for him for one more day. So Ray stayed in Korea...one night too long.
He is home today...just one year too late.
A Soldier Comes Home...A Silent Year Too Late
Aug 1947, Detroit, Michigan
An American soldier came home today.
He was roused from his sleep in foreign fields to rest for all eternity beneath the beloved soil of home.
Young Sergeant Raymond Icenogle Jr., only son of the Raymond Icenogles, 6668 Barton, was looking foward to coming home almost a year ago today. It was in August, in Seoul, Korea, from where he wrote his mother "Don't bother to write to me anymore, for I'll be home before your letter can reach me."
That was August 21, 1946. On August 22, he went with an electrician to investigate a sudden blackout in the officers' quarters and stepped back on a live wire. He died instantly.
Last Friday the body of a young American sergeant arrived home. Because of his mother's poor health, aggravated by grief over his death, the lad's burial in Roseland cemetery was made without service or formality, with only his father and the funeral director, Ross Agla, in attendance.
Young Raymond was born and reared in west Detroit, the second of three children. His older sister, Lula May, is married now, and his younger sister, Jane Grace, will be graduated next week from Chadsey high where she is completing her high school education during the summer course.
He had learned much of the mechanical and electrical knowledge he had in the Munger Trade School from which he was graduated and it was his father's dream to turn over to his son the thriving garage, which he has maintained on Fort street for the past 24 years. It is now located at 6340 W. Fort, where it has been for the past six years.
But Fate decreed otherwise. After two years of overseas service...after hostilities had fired...shortly after the first anniversary of VJ Day...Ray Icenogle was packed and ready to come home. No replacement could be found for him for one more day. So Ray stayed in Korea...one night too long.
He is home today...just one year too late.
Aug 1947, Detroit, Michigan
An American soldier came home today.
He was roused from his sleep in foreign fields to rest for all eternity beneath the beloved soil of home.
Young Sergeant Raymond Icenogle Jr., only son of the Raymond Icenogles, 6668 Barton, was looking foward to coming home almost a year ago today. It was in August, in Seoul, Korea, from where he wrote his mother "Don't bother to write to me anymore, for I'll be home before your letter can reach me."
That was August 21, 1946. On August 22, he went with an electrician to investigate a sudden blackout in the officers' quarters and stepped back on a live wire. He died instantly.
Last Friday the body of a young American sergeant arrived home. Because of his mother's poor health, aggravated by grief over his death, the lad's burial in Roseland cemetery was made without service or formality, with only his father and the funeral director, Ross Agla, in attendance.
Young Raymond was born and reared in west Detroit, the second of three children. His older sister, Lula May, is married now, and his younger sister, Jane Grace, will be graduated next week from Chadsey high where she is completing her high school education during the summer course.
He had learned much of the mechanical and electrical knowledge he had in the Munger Trade School from which he was graduated and it was his father's dream to turn over to his son the thriving garage, which he has maintained on Fort street for the past 24 years. It is now located at 6340 W. Fort, where it has been for the past six years.
But Fate decreed otherwise. After two years of overseas service...after hostilities had fired...shortly after the first anniversary of VJ Day...Ray Icenogle was packed and ready to come home. No replacement could be found for him for one more day. So Ray stayed in Korea...one night too long.
He is home today...just one year too late.
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