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.

Teens in uniforms

"D" Co. '34  What is this?  My mother's album, I think.  She graduated Thomas Jefferson Highschool in '34, I think.  San Antonio, Texas.  That's where she met my father.  If he's on that field, I sure don't know.  He didn't ever serve in uniform, I do know.

Here's my mother, Mataley, on the left. 

Did they write letters to soldiers later when they went to war?  Perhaps.

I personally had 2 soldier pen-pals.  One served in the Air Force in Korea in the 50s.  And the other was in the Coast Guard on isolated duty in the Aleutians of Alaska for a year, and then I married him when he returned to civilization.  Sorry, no pictures remain.  But I did enjoy our correspondences.

Check Sepia Saturday HERE for more about soldiers and writing correspondence.

3 suits of a sort

Many a man thinks of a three piece suit as a kind of uniform.  Big choice of each day is tie, and perhaps socks.  The rest is always pretty much the same, at least for work at an office.

What, you don't see this any more? OK, I'm dated, aren't I?

And I'm switching back to times before my mother and dad had jobs.  They were both students at Thomas Jefferson High School in San Antonio...before the second world war.

And I want to share my trio of "suits" which are worn by three lovely ladies, who are in some kind of ROTC marching group.

My mother was Mataley Munhall, the sweet young thing on the left.

An older photograph, 1906 Galveston, in the only photo I can find when my grandfather, George Rogers, was actually young.  He was just 29 in this picture.  All my other photos of him show him as an old man.  I was glad to find that he actually had some dark hair at one time, (and I think a jaunty moustache.)

Come over again to look at my various ancestors and their stories on other days here on this blog.  Today I'll make it short and sweet!

And for more interesting stories related to 3 suits, check out Sepia Saturday HERE, and go to the bottom of the page where other posts are linked as well!