Memorial Day

Ahhh…Memorial Day. Most people enjoy themselves with BBQ, picnics, camping and just hanging out with friends and family. It’s a fun non-work/school day to celebrate the beginning of Summer.

Yet, amazingly, Memorial Day is supposed to mean something a little bit more. Yesterday we passed our little bitty town graveyard and Mimi counted 8 flags and several more bouquets of flowers on the gravestones. I thought this would be a good time to make a small tribute to one of our family’s veterans.

I was going to highlight my dad as he is my favorite vet, then I realized that you are supposed to be remembering those that have passed on. (I’m trying to follow the rules here!) Mimi helpfully suggested that I doctor up her grandpa’s photo so that he would just look dead. (We just finally rented The Corpse Bride and all the dead people were very appealing to her) I nixed that idea explaining to her that I didn’t think her grandpa would appreciate that very much.

So, I switched over to Shaun’s family. I remembered this amazing photo of one of his grandfathers and asked if he would mind my posting it. Nobody knows why he is posing with Eleanor Roosevelt, but isn’t it great to have?

I don’t know a lot about Shaun’s grandfather, Andrew Ivory. But what I do know is very interesting. (Ivory family? Can you fill in a bit???)

He was born in 1900 in Bray County, Dublin, Ireland. He immigrated to the United States with his family as a very young boy.

When he was 16 he ran off to join the Navy. He had to lie about his age, but he was anxious to fight in the War to end all wars. After WWI ended, Andrew decided to remain in the Navy as a Pharmacist Mate or what is now known as a Corpsman.

During WWII he was stationed on the maiden voyage of the USS Liscome Bay. This escort carrier was torpedoed without warning and lost in combat. Andrew was one of 272 sailors that survived the attack.

Andrew retired from the Navy and was later made the Public Health Officer of New York City.

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  1. Anonymous says:

    Still being on the green side of the sod I am glad you you nixed Meghan’s idea of making me to appear dead.let’s not hasen the enevable

  2. Edie says:

    I’m a little late with this, I know, but I just discovered your blog stuff (okay, so you sent me an email with the link). First, I’m glad you nixed Mimi’s idea too.

    Filling in a little about my father… he actually ran off and joined the army at 16. They found out he was 16 and booted him. When he was old enough he joined the navy and the rest is pretty much as you know it. He was born in Little Bray which confused me too. Little Bray is in County Wicklow. Bray, the way I understand it, is part in County Dublin and part in County Wicklow and is a different town. I *think* his mother was born in “regular” Bray but those birth records are kind of elusive so don’t quote me on that.

    My father worked at Idlewild, now Kennedy Airport, in New York. Part of his job as a Public Health Officer was to board planes coming in from overseas and check vaccination/health records of the passengers. When a dignitary came in, he escorted them off the plane (after checking the health records). I really think this was because he liked having his picture taken with important people and getting them to sign whatever little piece of paper he happened to have on his person at the time. I’ve always been suspicious that he carried stacks of index cards with him because most of the autographs seemed to have been on index cards. Somewhere I have the original of this photo along with a few others.

    It was really cool to find this photo in your blog.


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