Mataley Rogers (my mother) in her High School yearbook, member of Glee Club, age 16 (San Antonio, Texas)

Thursday, October 23, 2014

More uniforms


I'll continue sharing old yearbook pictures of young people in uniforms.

Ft. Worth Texas, 1931  My dad's best friend (Earl Truelove) is in the Central High School band.
He's listed at the top of members as the Major.  (See my post about him HERE last week on Sepia Saturday.)  Since then I've heard from my cousin about her family members who were in bands that being the major means he didn't play an instrument.

My father's older brother, Chauncey, was in an ROTC uniform also, right column in photo below, 3rd from bottom.


Sepia Saturday shows some uniformed gentlemen of the law.

 I have a son who works security for parade floats in Tampa every year...but doesn't get a uniform at all like these. Come over HERE to see what others post based upon this picture!  And continue with my looking for relatives in old yearbooks here!



By 1933 my father had met my mother probably, in Jefferson High School in San Antonio, TX.  She signed her name (Mataley Munhall) by her picture below, the right column at the bottom of portraits.  Is she in Company C's group picture?  Yes, front and center (well, to the right of the tall young man in the very center.)


I don't think my father (George Rogers) was in Company C until 1934.  Then he was listed among the members, but I can't find him in the crowd (photo below).  But where is my mother in 1934?
 


Mataley went to the newly formed Company D in 1934...and she was then listed as a sponsor.  I think George missed his chance, (that time) since she changed her marching company.  Incidentally, like many yearbooks, the group picture below does not have my mother located in the place that is indicated by her name.  She is actually the girl in the middle of the front row, with her eyes closed.  I know you were wondering about that!

I mentioned before  how these young people wore a swastika on their hats...(HERE).
I think it was innocent, but when I remember Hitler's youth troops, it is even possible that his influence came into south Texas through the German connection.  These high school students certainly appeared to have enjoyed wearing uniforms.


Yes the club was made of young women who met "as a social aid to the Battalion"...and were called the Swastika Club.  It is possible some members of this social club are still alive and could answer my questions, but highly unlikely...and I don't think I'll try to find them.  So this is a mystery.  Except I'm sure the young women stopped using that insignia about 1940.


The highschool band also had great looking uniforms in San Antonio.

"Reverence for Life"

An interesting quote came my way this morning.
I don't claim to know a thing about Albert Schweitzer. (I did include some info from Wikipedia below the quote.)

But I liked reading these words of his. Editing was done by my friend.


"I am life which wills to live, in the midst of life which wills to live.

As in my own will to live, there is a longing for a wider life and
pleasure, with dread of annihilation and pain: so is it also in the will to live all around me, whether it can express itself before me or remains dumb.  The will to live is everywhere present, even as in me..........
Ethics consist in my experiencing the  compulsion to show to all wills to live the same reverence as I do my own.  A person is truly ethical when obeying the compulsion to help all life which one is able to assist, and shrinks from injuring anything that lives............ 
(But it is true that in practice, not all life can be saved)  We are forced to choose....which forms of life, and even which individuals, we shall save and which we shall destroy.
But the principle of reverence for life is nonetheless universal....

(It) compels one to decide for oneself in each case how far one can remain ethical and how far one must submit to the necessity for destruction and injury to life.  No one can decide (for anyone else) at what point, on each occasion, lies the extreme limit of possibility for persistence in the preservation and furtherance of life.  (Each person) has to judge this issue , by letting oneself be guided by a feeling of the highest possible responsibility toward other life.  We must never let ourselves become blunted.  We are living in truth when we experience these conflicts more profoundly."

Albert Schweitzer,  (14 January 1875 – 4 September 1965) was a German—and later French—theologian, organist, philosopher, physician, and medical missionary in Africa, also known for his interpretive life of Jesus. He was born in the province of Alsace-Lorraine, at that time part of the German Empire, considered himself French and wrote mostly in French.
He received the 1952 Nobel Peace Prize for his philosophy of "Reverence for Life",[1] expressed in many ways, but most famously in founding and sustaining the Albert Schweitzer Hospital in Lambaréné, now in Gabon, west central Africa (then French Equatorial Africa). As a music scholar and organist, he studied the music of German composer Johann Sebastian Bach.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The girls who liked to march

Mataley Munhall in group photo, last row, second from left, in front of flag - she's signed her name across a white stripe of flag.
Mataley Munhall front row, fourth from left.

Another interesting note from looking at these yearbooks, is that this was the first class at Thomas Jefferson, in 1933.  The school had opened it's doors in the fall of 1932, and apparently took over from an older Main School in San Antonio.  My mother graduated in 1934, so she had actually started high school in the older building.

In 1933's yearbook there were 3 companies of ROTC with girl "sponsors".  By 1934 there were 4 companies.  This apparently was a very popular thing for young people to do, marching up and down and wearing uniforms.  Little did they know what would be happening in less than 10 years.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

More of Mom in her yearbook

This is a copy of the actual page in the Jefferson High School 1934 yearbook.
Mataley Munhall (bottom row middle) signed her name to a "keen girl" (whoever this book belonged to.)  But the yearbook staff spelled her first name wrong.  Mataley is a strange name which my grandmother dreamed before she gave birth.

Anyway, this is my mother's senior yearbook, and I also will share her pictures in Glee Club and the Swastika girls (sponsors in ROTC, who wore a hat with a swastika on it).

Remember in 1934, San Antonio, Texas hadn't heard much about Hitler, let alone the infamous Nazis.  And the running cross design is ancient, though unfortunately after mid-twentieth century it is connected to the holocaust, so is no longer used.

Actually a lot of people in that area of Texas were immigrants (or children of them) from Germany.  My mother's grandfather had come to Texas from Mecklinberg, Schwerin, Germany in 1870 (age 2).

And the uniform was popular for young students, who apparently drilled together.  (Another picture of mother in uniform was posted here.)



 

Monday, October 20, 2014

One thing at a time

It's a busy time of year here.  Various pottery sales, and remember I'm just a hobbiest potter, so I don't do the big shows that professionals do.  And getting ready for holidays, as well as change of seasons!

I just spent most of yesterday bringing the plants inside, because it was a beautiful day to be outside.  I've finally gotten ahead of the game, not waiting till a frost is forecast before I do this job. 

So YAY Barb, I say to myself.


Muffin is pretty happy with the lavender plant as long as there is room on the sewing machine for her as well.

This year they will catch the morning sun...which made it a bit difficult to take a picture with that backlighting.  I've also covered the bare dirt with a plastic mulch, in hopes of keeping kitties from thinking these are nice little round kitty pans.  It's worked for me for years.

Panther was more interested in her fish TV show.  She loves to watch them eat, and hopes I'll spill some of their food for her own treat.


But it looks like she's also interested in the view outside.

The Gourami in the large tank just want breakfast, while the glass reflects the rest of the room.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Company A

In Ft. Worth, Texas, back in 1931, my Uncle Chauncey Rogers was a Captain (listed in left column) and my father George E. Rogers was a Corporal (also left column), in Company A.





With the honorary female Captain, Peggy Leland in the front row, I'm pretty sure that's Uncle Chauncey sitting next to her.  But where oh where, is my father?  If the rest of the company is lined up in rank, then where would Corporals appear?  I thought further back, but I'm now considering it's likely he's directly behind his older brother...that chin and ears look like him perhaps.

There are other mentions, and pictures of Uncle Chauncey, but this is the only page with my father appearing in that yearbook. Central High School, Ft. Worth, Texas. 1931

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Wallowing in photos

Yep, I just found a treasure trove of photos of my family in high school yearbooks.
For some reason there's not a clear pic of my father, who was in the same high school, but he's mentioned on a page with one of his brothers.
And another brother, James, has a zillion pictures in the yearbook several years later.

But my header is now one of the photos of my mother, when she was in the glee club.  Which I sure never knew about.

I'll add more later of all of these photos of the young relations that I only knew as an older generation!

Thursday, October 16, 2014

A Sepia Saturday quandry

Sometimes Sepia Saturday really has me stumped. 



Like this week's roadside shoe repair man, with hand tinted colors.   Well, I'm just going to pull something out of my hat.

But don't miss seeing what others have come up with on this theme....HERE.  And congratulations for this group having posted 250 different weeks!  That's great!

Here's a house...which had memories for my parents.
The Trueloves lived there...isn't that a great start?

What does the caption at the top say?  Either Truelove's resting place, or Truelove's nesting place. What do you think?

This was from my father's album, from before he married my mother.  His friend Earl probably didn't spell his name the way it is printed it under his picture.  But I find it intriguing that there's a little arrow and note on the bottom of the actual photo "my room."  So at some point my father apparently lived on his own with his friend in Ft. Worth, Texas.  

Since Earl was about the same age as my father, I dare say there were senior Trueloves in the house at that time, but later in the 1940s we visited that house and Earl was by then married.

The Rogers family moved to San Antonio, TX between 1930 and 1935 according to census records... my father actually graduated from high school in San Antonio, which is where (high school) he met my mother.  He graduated when he was 18 or 19 I think, and it was the year after my mother did, though he was older than she was by several years.  I found some old high school papers once, and asked his younger brother after my parents had already died, if he knew anything about how that happened, but his younger brother didn't remember.  

So in my imagination, a teenage George moved in with his friend Earl, perhaps when his own family had a house fire and moved into the garage while rebuilding their house.  And maybe the Rogers moved as a family to San Antonio around 1933-4 and my father returned to school...and met the love of his life.  I do know that my mother was claimed by my father's mother before my father finally figured out she was "the one," and married in 1937.  My grandmother invited my mother to do lots of things with her family of boys, and there are a lot of photos that show that.

"US" (Before Cupid) Scenic Loop 7.7.35
Above are a photo of my mom (very small) above one of my father in an ROTC uniform which would probably have placed him still in high school in 1935.  Though this is my father's album, it looks more like my mother's writing here!

Earl Truelove, front row, second from end on right

Ancestry had a link to Earl Truelove being in high school (year books 1931 and 1933), and has a picture of him in the band as the "Major," in Ft. Worth in 1933.  He was about 16 at the time, and I guess he would have graduated the following year, but don't know for sure.

I know I've been to the Truelove house in Ft. Worth as a very young child.

I remember being given a place to take a nap, which was much too interesting to fall asleep.  And since I don't remember my sister being there at the time, I think it was before she was born in 1946.  I've seen pictures of Earl and his wife, but can't find any today.  I don't know if they visited us after we moved to Houston in 1947. or if we visited more than once or twice.  But somehow I got the idea that my mother was really flirting with Earl.  Isn't that a strange thing for a 3-4 year old to remember?  (Earl was really handsome by the time he was married!)