Born the child of Emiline Essary Burnett and John Jasper Burnett. Used the name Davis because he was raised by his step-father Gus Davis. Gus was very good to him, and he was never treated like a step child. His name can be found in the 1930 census as Burnett. He went into the service and there it was much adoo and paper work. He was finally granted to use one name and he chose Davis, not Burnett. He never knew his biological father. His mother left his father while he was still in the womb.
Ralph served in the Armed Forces during WWII April 26, 1941 - October 05, 1945. He was a carpenter, built Wishing Well Motel in Springfield, MO. Owned and operated Davis Furnace Co. in the Greater Kansas City, Mo. area. married to Anna Florence Mead, July 5, 1941 in Springfield, MO.. Now Anna Florence Davis. They had one daughter.
He loved to fish, and hunt. Purchased a boat and went to Osceola River to spend the weekends many times. It was usually a family affair, a lot of family. His brother Bob, wife Helen, son Romie. Of course his wife and daughter. His Uncle Fred Essary and wife Emma.
They always liked to go when it was spoonbill time. Most of the time he would drive the boat while someone let out the snagging line to hook one of those large fish.
There was camping on the gravel bar at the Osceola Dam, and catfishing. The coffee was horrid, grounds, thrown in new white hankerchiefs and put on a campfire in a large coffee pot to boil and moved aside a bit to keep hot. The family had a nickname for it, "river-mud" and that was true. Most times the water for that coffee actually came from the Osceola River. The family assured me the fish had of course messed in that river, but the coffee would really be okay they boiled it.
I remember the big grins and laughs about that coffee. Hard rocks under that old sleeping bag. If it got to much for us sometimes would get in the car, try to sleep.
Hunting trips much the same. Only not an entire week-end. Up at 3 am, get all the things loaded. Then had to form a line as we walked the woods to scare out a rabbit. My cousin Romie and I could not carry a gun, but they made us walk the line to scare up the rabbits.
In later years he and wife planted a large garden and canned. They shared what they had as they had plenty. The garden to large for just a couple.
Those days of America when most of the time a child could walk with a dog to the store, and the dog waited outside most of the time. Parks, n Picnics with watermelon dripping. Kids outside gathered at a street lamp in neighborhoods until bedtime.
For those were the times that he had returned to live in. He fought for an American way of life. He was there at Normandy, they landed, his jeep came off the side of the boat. They said you can drive it out. Well the jeep went down 20 feet under water he said. Also he said his back was hurt when he drove the jeep off that ramp of that boat. He swam to shore among bullets flying, welcome to Normandy soldier.
And know this America, when they had those planes hit the twin towers. He said "I'm ready if they need me."
Ralph served in the Armed Forces during WWII April 26, 1941 - October 05, 1945. He was a carpenter, built Wishing Well Motel in Springfield, MO. Owned and operated Davis Furnace Co. in the Greater Kansas City, Mo. area. married to Anna Florence Mead, July 5, 1941 in Springfield, MO.. Now Anna Florence Davis. They had one daughter.
He loved to fish, and hunt. Purchased a boat and went to Osceola River to spend the weekends many times. It was usually a family affair, a lot of family. His brother Bob, wife Helen, son Romie. Of course his wife and daughter. His Uncle Fred Essary and wife Emma.
They always liked to go when it was spoonbill time. Most of the time he would drive the boat while someone let out the snagging line to hook one of those large fish.
There was camping on the gravel bar at the Osceola Dam, and catfishing. The coffee was horrid, grounds, thrown in new white hankerchiefs and put on a campfire in a large coffee pot to boil and moved aside a bit to keep hot. The family had a nickname for it, "river-mud" and that was true. Most times the water for that coffee actually came from the Osceola River. The family assured me the fish had of course messed in that river, but the coffee would really be okay they boiled it.
I remember the big grins and laughs about that coffee. Hard rocks under that old sleeping bag. If it got to much for us sometimes would get in the car, try to sleep.
Hunting trips much the same. Only not an entire week-end. Up at 3 am, get all the things loaded. Then had to form a line as we walked the woods to scare out a rabbit. My cousin Romie and I could not carry a gun, but they made us walk the line to scare up the rabbits.
In later years he and wife planted a large garden and canned. They shared what they had as they had plenty. The garden to large for just a couple.
Those days of America when most of the time a child could walk with a dog to the store, and the dog waited outside most of the time. Parks, n Picnics with watermelon dripping. Kids outside gathered at a street lamp in neighborhoods until bedtime.
For those were the times that he had returned to live in. He fought for an American way of life. He was there at Normandy, they landed, his jeep came off the side of the boat. They said you can drive it out. Well the jeep went down 20 feet under water he said. Also he said his back was hurt when he drove the jeep off that ramp of that boat. He swam to shore among bullets flying, welcome to Normandy soldier.
And know this America, when they had those planes hit the twin towers. He said "I'm ready if they need me."
Born the child of Emiline Essary Burnett and John Jasper Burnett. Used the name Davis because he was raised by his step-father Gus Davis. Gus was very good to him, and he was never treated like a step child. His name can be found in the 1930 census as Burnett. He went into the service and there it was much adoo and paper work. He was finally granted to use one name and he chose Davis, not Burnett. He never knew his biological father. His mother left his father while he was still in the womb.
Ralph served in the Armed Forces during WWII April 26, 1941 - October 05, 1945. He was a carpenter, built Wishing Well Motel in Springfield, MO. Owned and operated Davis Furnace Co. in the Greater Kansas City, Mo. area. married to Anna Florence Mead, July 5, 1941 in Springfield, MO.. Now Anna Florence Davis. They had one daughter.
He loved to fish, and hunt. Purchased a boat and went to Osceola River to spend the weekends many times. It was usually a family affair, a lot of family. His brother Bob, wife Helen, son Romie. Of course his wife and daughter. His Uncle Fred Essary and wife Emma.
They always liked to go when it was spoonbill time. Most of the time he would drive the boat while someone let out the snagging line to hook one of those large fish.
There was camping on the gravel bar at the Osceola Dam, and catfishing. The coffee was horrid, grounds, thrown in new white hankerchiefs and put on a campfire in a large coffee pot to boil and moved aside a bit to keep hot. The family had a nickname for it, "river-mud" and that was true. Most times the water for that coffee actually came from the Osceola River. The family assured me the fish had of course messed in that river, but the coffee would really be okay they boiled it.
I remember the big grins and laughs about that coffee. Hard rocks under that old sleeping bag. If it got to much for us sometimes would get in the car, try to sleep.
Hunting trips much the same. Only not an entire week-end. Up at 3 am, get all the things loaded. Then had to form a line as we walked the woods to scare out a rabbit. My cousin Romie and I could not carry a gun, but they made us walk the line to scare up the rabbits.
In later years he and wife planted a large garden and canned. They shared what they had as they had plenty. The garden to large for just a couple.
Those days of America when most of the time a child could walk with a dog to the store, and the dog waited outside most of the time. Parks, n Picnics with watermelon dripping. Kids outside gathered at a street lamp in neighborhoods until bedtime.
For those were the times that he had returned to live in. He fought for an American way of life. He was there at Normandy, they landed, his jeep came off the side of the boat. They said you can drive it out. Well the jeep went down 20 feet under water he said. Also he said his back was hurt when he drove the jeep off that ramp of that boat. He swam to shore among bullets flying, welcome to Normandy soldier.
And know this America, when they had those planes hit the twin towers. He said "I'm ready if they need me."
Ralph served in the Armed Forces during WWII April 26, 1941 - October 05, 1945. He was a carpenter, built Wishing Well Motel in Springfield, MO. Owned and operated Davis Furnace Co. in the Greater Kansas City, Mo. area. married to Anna Florence Mead, July 5, 1941 in Springfield, MO.. Now Anna Florence Davis. They had one daughter.
He loved to fish, and hunt. Purchased a boat and went to Osceola River to spend the weekends many times. It was usually a family affair, a lot of family. His brother Bob, wife Helen, son Romie. Of course his wife and daughter. His Uncle Fred Essary and wife Emma.
They always liked to go when it was spoonbill time. Most of the time he would drive the boat while someone let out the snagging line to hook one of those large fish.
There was camping on the gravel bar at the Osceola Dam, and catfishing. The coffee was horrid, grounds, thrown in new white hankerchiefs and put on a campfire in a large coffee pot to boil and moved aside a bit to keep hot. The family had a nickname for it, "river-mud" and that was true. Most times the water for that coffee actually came from the Osceola River. The family assured me the fish had of course messed in that river, but the coffee would really be okay they boiled it.
I remember the big grins and laughs about that coffee. Hard rocks under that old sleeping bag. If it got to much for us sometimes would get in the car, try to sleep.
Hunting trips much the same. Only not an entire week-end. Up at 3 am, get all the things loaded. Then had to form a line as we walked the woods to scare out a rabbit. My cousin Romie and I could not carry a gun, but they made us walk the line to scare up the rabbits.
In later years he and wife planted a large garden and canned. They shared what they had as they had plenty. The garden to large for just a couple.
Those days of America when most of the time a child could walk with a dog to the store, and the dog waited outside most of the time. Parks, n Picnics with watermelon dripping. Kids outside gathered at a street lamp in neighborhoods until bedtime.
For those were the times that he had returned to live in. He fought for an American way of life. He was there at Normandy, they landed, his jeep came off the side of the boat. They said you can drive it out. Well the jeep went down 20 feet under water he said. Also he said his back was hurt when he drove the jeep off that ramp of that boat. He swam to shore among bullets flying, welcome to Normandy soldier.
And know this America, when they had those planes hit the twin towers. He said "I'm ready if they need me."
