Dad’s Time in Service 1955-56 Pt. 03

November 11th, 2023 § Comments Off on Dad’s Time in Service 1955-56 Pt. 03 § permalink

Part 03

Okay, you were talking about Sam Houston. Any other stories from there?

I didn’t get to do too many things in San Antonio. We did go in, and I went on the Riverwalk, as it was there. Went to the zoo, sat on an alligator or crocodile.

The officers, others made money off the enlisted men who wanted, especially the recruits and young soldiers. The nurses there at Brook Army Medical Center would get a three day pass, and they’d drive you down to El Paso, and you could go into Mexico. I put in for a three day pass to go to Mexico. A
couple of other guys did too that I kind of chummed with. Then, there was a guy there from Des Moines. He was soliciting people to go on this three-day pass, three-day weekend back to Des Moines. I decided I wanted to go with him.

I got up a day before we were to leave, and my three day pass was yanked, and I was put on duty, and I didn’t get to do either one. That was basically it with San Antonio.

I was at Madigan twice. Once as on the job training, and then once on temporary duty. I can’t separate the things there. One of those times, they kept putting me on weekend duty, so I had to work on Sundays. They assigned me to take this one guy to Mass. I did this for two or three weeks. I finally said, why am I? “Well, you’re Catholic, aren’t you?” I said, no. They said, “We thought you were Catholic.” I didn’t know how they got that idea.

One of the guys on the psychiatric ward kept propositioning the nurses. Finally, one of the nurses told him to go over in the corner and take care of himself. Then, one ward … There was three wards. I worked on one of them most of the time. One Sunday they called me over to the women’s ward. Some women were service personnel, and some of them were dependents, wives of service personnel. They called me over to the women’s ward, they needed help.

This one woman, who was a dependent, she had completely undressed herself, called herself the Virgin Mary, and was ranting, and raving, and flailing her arms. They wanted to give her shock treatment, so we had to hold her down. I was stationed to hold down her left leg. After it was over with, they said, “Now
you can tell your wife about this.” I said, I’m not married. They were not supposed to bring unmarried men into the women’s ward.

When I left Madigan the first time, I flew home, and that’s when I started going with your mother. I mean, regularly going with her. In April 54.

She was in high school?

She was still in high school. She didn’t graduate until January 55.

I went back to Fort Lewis. I told you about going out on maneuvers. Well, there’s an interesting story about that.

When we got back from the maneuvers, we were told that we were going to have an Inspector General inspection, that we were going to have to lay all of our equipment, and open our lockers, lay all of our things out. Not our uniforms, but things on our bed that we kept in our foot locker. They were going to
check everything so that you had every issue item that they issued you.

Well, I got back there, and they had issued me four khaki uniforms. I only had three pairs of pants. I had them when I was on leave in Des Moines, I had them when I went out to Yakima, but I didn’t have them when I came back. I ran over to the PX, and got another pair of khakis. I didn’t wear them much, so I would have full … Didn’t think anything about it until after I got out of the service, got married, went back to college in Cedar Falls.

We were home one weekend, and staying at your mother’s grandmother, Gert, staying at her house. A knock came on the door. It was two detectives from Des Moines. They asked me about if I had lost a pair of khakis. I said, yes, I did. I explained what happened. All of your uniforms had to have stamped in them …
Mine was D0949, which was the last four letters of my serial number, the D for Delk. They had found, in New York City, a pair of my khakis that a guy had worn when he murdered a doctor. There were my khakis, with my serial number in them. Thank God I had a lot of- witnesses. that I was nowhere near New York at that time. That was an interesting sideline.

At that time, Seattle was in the Pacific Coast league of baseball. I went to Seattle, to a baseball game.

One of the guys I chummed around with, his name was Richard Grant, from Spokane. His mother came over one weekend, and we drove up on Mount Rainier.

Then, there was another fellow that we chummed around with, his name … I can’t remember his first name, but his last name was Quinn. He was from Oregon, from Salem, Oregon. His family had a cabin down by Seaside, on the Pacific Ocean. We drove down there on a three-day pass. Stopped in Salem,
got the keys, and went down to Seaside, and spent a weekend at the beach. That was interesting.

Between Tacoma, Washington and Seattle, there’s a town by the name of Des Moines. It has a really nice beach, or it did at that time. I spent, two or three times, went up to the beach there. I was having off duty time.

Then, when I was deployed to go overseas, I was given leave. That was in November 54. I came home to Des Moines. Your mother and I got engaged. After I spent time in Des Moines, I flew from Des Moines to Detroit, and Detroit to Washington, DC. After we left Detroit, going over Lake Erie, the plane hit an air pocket and [inaudible 00:13:33]. I didn’t lose it, but there were a lot of people in that plane that were close to losing it.

We went to DC then, because of Ed and Barb being there. I wanted to rub it into Ed, because he wanted to go overseas and he didn’t get to. He then drove me up to Fort Nix, New Jersey, where I a couple days was there. Then, boarded a troop transport to go to Germany.

The first day out at sea, everybody was regurgitating their food. I was told before by somebody, and I don’t know who it was, don’t eat. If you do eat, very little. Before I got on the ship, I only had snacks for
about a half a day. Then, after I got on the ship, I did not go to mess hall the first two times that they had it. I didn’t ever have a problem. Because I didn’t have a problem, I was probably going to get assigned to clean up.

Another person told me, “Stay far away from your bunk as you can, all the time because they’ll come by and assign you to duty.”

I would go up and wander around on deck during the daytime hours as much as possible. They would come by and say, “Get back to your bunks.” We’d get up, and move, and move to another place on the deck. I avoided the duty there. This was 1954.

When we got to the English Channel, we had to stop and have an English Captain come out to the ship, and take it through the English Channel. There was still mines. They’d cleared a path, and he knew how to get through it. We went through it, it was easy.

Once you got through the English Channel, then you had to make a right hand turn in the North Sea. The ship started going like this. Everybody got sick again, including myself abit. I did not vomit. We went into the port of Bremerhaven in Germany.

In Bremerhaven, we immediately got on a train. It took us South to a place called [Kaiserslautern 00:17:45]. It’s on the Eastern part, central, east of Manheim and Heidelberg. There, I don’t remember how long I was there, but I was sent immediately, and on a truck, to [Schabisch Gmund 00:18:19], to the Ninth Medical Battalion, stationed at [Heart Kasernee 00:18:27] in Schabisch Gmund.

Germans didn’t have big forts like we had. Almost every town of any size had a Kaserne in it, which the ones I was familiar with had four buildings for barracks, one gymnasium, one mess hall, and other things in it.

Heart Kaserne was actually outside of Schabisch Gmund. Schabisch Gmund is in the Schabisch Alps, they’re foothills to the regular Alps. So, they had a Kaserne right in town. I’m not sure what it’s name was. Then, you had to drive out and up a pretty steep incline to get to Heart Kaserne. I did not know it until I recently looked Heart Kaserne up on the Internet, that it’s original name was Hitler Kaserne. They never told us that.

I got assigned to the Ninth Medical Battalion, and we had two of the four barracks. Field artillery battalion had the other two, then there were buildings that were lower buildings. The barrack buildings were actually, not counting the basement, five levels. The first three levels were all sleeping rooms. Then, the next level up was, I assume, it was for equipment storage, training classes, and that kind of thing. That’s what we used it for. Then, there was another level up that was in the peak. There were machine gun nests, three on each side of the roof.

On the first floor was what was called the Ambulance Company. I’m sorry, the Headquarters Company of the Medical Battalion. The second floor was the Clearing Company, and that’s the MASH unit. The third floor was the Ambulance Company, and they were the ambulance drivers that brought wounded back to the Clearing Company.

On the other side, across the parade field, we had two buildings facing each other. It was our headquarters. Not the headquarters where they slept, but the headquarters where the headquarters people worked. That’s where our Battalion Commander’s office was. I very seldom saw him. He was short, and fat, and not very sociable.

I can tell you need a drink.

Did you stay in contact with anyone?


Did you stay in contact with anyone after you got out?

No. I tried to.

Dad’s Time in the Service 1955-1956 Part 02

March 29th, 2023 § 1 comment § permalink

Here is part 02 of Dad’s time in the service. I am including the full transcript as well.

So where did Bob serve?

Well, when Bob first went in, he went in at San Diego. And after his boot training, he was assigned to the aircraft carrier, Lexington, but they were out of San Diego at that time. And so he went in in October of 1940. In 41, our grandpa died. Bob got emergency leave to come home, but he didn’t get home in time for the funeral, but he was home.

That’s all the photos we have?

Yes, of him with grandma in his uniform.

He went back, and the Lexington sailed to Honolulu. I have cards that he sent, and some letters from Pearl Harbor.

The family thought he was at Pearl Harbor when December 7th occurred. Actually, he had sailed out of Pearl Harbor the day before. So his aircraft carrier was not there. He remained on the Lexington and it went into the Coral Sea.

And that’s where he was put ashore as a spotter at Guadalcanal. And he got wounded three times. One time was with hot gasoline from a plane engine. I’m not too sure exactly what the other two were. But while he was on Guadalcanal, the Lexington got sunk.

And of course, your parents had no idea where he was, did they?

No, but they knew that he was injured. They got word of that.

So then in the summer of 44, he got leave to come home, and so he was home for awhile. And then he did not go back overseas. He was stationed in Memphis at the Naval Air Station and in Virginia. And when I went into the army, he was stationed at Bainbridge, Maryland.

And Bob?

Bob was in-

Or Ed, I mean.

Ed was at Andrews Air Force Base in Maryland. Bob was at Bainbridge Naval something or other.

And Warren was-

He was out. He was not in at that time.

He was, though, stationed in Missouri though, right?


Now did he go overseas?

Yes. But he did not see combat. I mean the war was still on, it was on when he went over, but he did not see combat.

So you’ve gone over your daily routine, when you were in Tacoma. How did that train you for then going overseas?

Well, after we got back from Yakima-

Right, Yakima, I’m sorry.

We just went around daily soldier stuff. We had classes, we had training. But then I got a temporary duty assignment back to Madigan Army Hospital, which of course, was right next door. So I went there for six weeks and worked on the psychiatric wards again.

And then when I came back to the unit, we started in our daily routines, and I actually gave some classes, but then one of the guys in my outfit… a bunch of them were going to be shipped out. And a fella by the name of Richard Neil, he had just gotten married, living off post, and he got transferred to Germany, and of course he didn’t want to go. So I volunteered to take his place. Now the problem was, I was a neuro psychiatric technician, and he was a regular corpsman. So, since I’d gone through all of this basic training as a corpsman, I said change my military occupation specialty number back to corpsman, and I’ll take his place to go to Germany. So they did. It’s called a Military Occupational Specialty is called an MOS. So they changed it, wrote me orders to go to Germany.

And so in November of 54, I went home on leave, and then flew to Washington DC and stayed a few days with Ed, and he drove me up to Fort Dix, New Jersey, and I sailed the Atlantic.

How was that.


No, I mean, here’s an Iowa boy, saw the Pacific Ocean, but put on a boat to sail the Atlantic. How was that experience?

But let’s retrograde a little bit so that you get a little better feel.

When we first started our basic training at Camp Pickett, we were not given leave at all. Three day passes or weekend passes we didn’t have. But after maybe five weeks, they started giving us passes.

So we would get off at noon on Saturday and had to be back in by first call on Monday morning. The sergeants were making big bucks with… They had cars and they would charge us, and we would go to Washington DC. And of course, I had my brother Ed in Washington DC, so I could stay with him. And I went several times, and in fact, Christmas of 53, I went to Washington DC on a longer pass to Ed’s, and then we drove up to Bainbridge, and had Ed and his wife, Barbara and I, had Christmas dinner with Bob and his family. So it wasn’t like I was being having a first Christmas way.

And so I got to see Washington DC. I went to the White House, I went to the Capitol. Of course, you can’t do a lot of that today. I went to Mount Vernon. All of the Washington monument, all of them that were there at the time. I got to see all of that. And actually on one of those weekend passes, I ate my very first pizza in Washington DC.

Basic training was like the first eight weeks was what every soldier goes through. So you had to take weapons training. We had to learn to clean the weapons and disassemble them, clean them, put them back together in a certain amount of time. We had to go to the firing range, fire the weapons. We had to go underneath, crawl underneath barbwire for a period. I don’t remember how far it was, but they were shooting ammunition and whether it was live ammunition or not, it sounded like it. I don’t know whether it was or wasn’t, but I kept my head down.

And one time in November, we went out in the field, and every soldier is given half a pup tent, a blanket and a couple of sticks that holds the pup tent up. So you have half, another soldier has another half, and you put it together and that’s where you sleep. Well, we had to sleep out and it snowed, and the snow was so heavy, most of the pup tents were down on top of us. It snowed in the middle of the night. And so we woke up in the morning with our tents laying on top of us. And then we went back into to our barracks, and I got ready and went to Washington for the weekend. And people in Washington DC had no idea how to drive in that snow. And it melted within one day, but it was a good six inch now, and it was heavy. So I got to observe those people.

We had a captain in Camp Pickett, his name was Captain DeGaulle. And I don’t know whether you want me to say on tape or not, but he was a first class prick.

Stereotypical, movies?

Yeah. And when we were out on this maneuver, we were fed. Cooks fed us sea rations. But they just took these sea ration cans and opened them up and throw them all together, and heated him up and slopped him into our mess kits, and he’d stand there and he said, “Oh my wife spent all week getting this food ready for you guys.” And there were actually guys that believed it.

So anyhow, when I first got to Camp Pickett, there was a real gung ho sergeant and he said we want our company to be the best, so we want to form a drill team. So they signed up people for the drill team, and I signed up, but on the day that they first met, I was on duty and I couldn’t practice with it. So they had this original list of people that signed up and they gave it to the First Sergeant and he took those people off of the duty roster. Okay, I was on duty the day they [inaudible 00:16:06], they made a new list, and those were the guys, and my name wasn’t on it. So I was taken off the duty roster and I didn’t pull KP again until he discovered it in late December and he put me on KP, and then he sat in the mess hall all day and laughed at me because he caught me.

But he soon was not laughing at me but every, I don’t remember whether it was week or every month, but they nominated someone to go to the Battalion Commander. There are four companies in a battalion, and four soldiers, one from each company, went to the Battalion Commander, and he quizzed them and did other things, see how they were dressed and all of that, and picked a Battalion Soldier of the Week. It was weekly. And in December I got to be Battalion Soldier of the week.

And then, there’s three battalions in a regiment, we were sent… Those who made Battalion Soldier the Week were sent to the Regimental Commander, a Colonel [Bolus 00:18:06], and I was named Regimental Soldier of the Week. And I was the first one from our company to get this. So our Captain was very happy, it made him look good. Our first Sergeant was happy, it made him look good. Our Platoon Sergeant, who was head of the drill team, and he also took us to Washington most of the time, he was happy. I got them, and I have at home an article and picture from the paper that they sent and, back in those days, they published that kind of thing in the paper.

Okay, I’ll need that.

So, when I left Camp Pickett, I went home on leave. They took me to Washington DC, I flew from Washington DC to Chicago and down to Kansas City. Took a bus to Des Moines, and was on leave, and then I took a bus back to Kansas city, got on an airplane, and the airplane stopped at Wichita, and then at Oklahoma City, and then Dallas. It was Love Field at Dallas at the time. We were late getting out of Oklahoma City because of an ice storm. This was on a Sunday, I had to report to Brooke Army Medical Center by midnight on Sunday, and this was on Sunday.

So we were late leaving Oklahoma City, and by this time I’m getting worried. We flew to Dallas, and in Dallas when we landed, it was on ice. We didn’t miss the terminal by very much, the wing of the plane, and then we were delayed getting out of there. Well there was a man on the plane, who had talked to me in Oklahoma City, and we were both from Des Moines, because we’d gotten on there, and he bought me a Sunday night dinner, because, quite frankly, I don’t have any money. And I got… Then took off late from Dallas and got into San Antonio after 11. I went to a telephone, looked up the number of Fort Sam Houston, called them and said, “I’m here at the airport, if you want me, come and get me.” And they sent a Jeep and a driver and picked me up. And then they put me in a barracks that was not where I was supposed to be.

And I got up the next morning and shaved and all that, went to breakfast, and they said, “Well we’re going to have to find out where you belong. Go back to the barracks and stay there.” So I did. And all of… I was looking outside and stuff, and guys out there playing baseball, throwing the baseball back and forth. And one of the guys was Don Newcombe. So when they came to get me, I said, “That’s Donq Newcombe, isn’t it?” “Yeah, yeah.” So I said, “Well, what’s the matter?” “Well, he wets the bed every night, so he can get out of the Army and go back and play baseball for Brooklyn.”

And they got me to the right place then, and started my training in a couple of days, at Fort Sam Houston, Texas, and Brooke Army Medical Center. We’re known as the Country Club of the Army.

Dad’s Time in the Service 1955-1956

February 28th, 2023 § 1 comment § permalink

I sat down with Dad a few years ago and had him tell me about his time in the service. He talked for almost four hours. Here is part one of five. I cut out quite a bit to help move it along, however I am including the complete transcript in this post.

Mic check, one, two.
Okay We’re just going to start off and give you some basic who, what, when, where questions and then try to gradually build on those and get a narrative.

Let’s start with actually, your name, and your service, what branch of Army you were in?

My name is Richard Delk. I served in the United States Army from 1953 to 1956. August 53 to August of 56.

How old were you when you joined?


19? So fresh out of-

I had one year of college.

Okay. Why did you join?

Well, two reasons. One is that I ran out of money, and I needed the GI bill. The other one is that I really didn’t know what I wanted to do or what I wanted to be.

Were other people around you like that? Was that common?

Very common.


Very common.

Why’d you choose the branch you did?

Well, I’m blind in my left eye. I would not have been drafted. The Army only required a three year commitment, and that’s really all I wanted to give them. I thought it would be easier to get into the Army than the other two services, or three services because of my eye.
Actually, they first told me they wouldn’t take me. After some discussion and reconsideration, they decided that it would be all right. I agreed to go into the Medical Corp. They were okay with that because they had schools that they had openings in, and they were willing to take me on that basis.

How did Grandma and Grandpa feel about that?

My parents were not happy. They did everything in their power to dissuade me. I was not their strongest child, physically. I had troubles. They had up to three sons in the service. One is already in, two out. Actually, one out, and two in. My dad wanted to get me a job in one of the banks.

Mm-hmm (affirmative).

I did not want that to happen. I felt I needed time to figure out what I really wanted to do. I went ahead with it, despite their objections. They finally said, okay, they would take me in the Army, as long as I went in the Medical Corp. I picked a school that I thought I would like, called Neuropsychiatric Technician School. I got committed to that school.

Where was that at?

The school was at Brook Army Medical Center in Fort Sam Houston, Texas. I had to go through basic training, first.

Where was that?

Basic training was at Camp Pickett, Virginia.
When I first entered, they put me on a bus with other recruits to Fort Riley, Kansas. That was a recruitment center.

Mm-hmm (affirmative).

From there, we got our uniforms, our shots, whatever we needed to continue. From Fort Riley, they put us on a train and sent us to Camp Pickett, Virginia. I know we went through Kansas City, St. Louis, Cincinnati, and I’m not sure exactly where we got off the train. We took buses, then. There was a few of us going to Camp Pickett, and we took a bus from wherever we got off the train to Camp Pickett, Virginia, which is outside of Blackstone.

What were your comrades, your soldiers, how were they feeling about this? Were they all going to basic training to then disperse other places?

Yes, they were going to basic training. That’s what Camp Pickett at that time was the basic training center for medical service personnel. We would go through eight weeks of regular basic training. Every soldier that went in went through eight weeks of some kind of … Then, we went through eight weeks really designated for medical service personnel. I was there a total of 16 weeks.

Then, where did you go?

From there, I had a short leave, and then went to Brook Army Medical Center in San Antonio, Texas.

How long were you there?

I got to Brook in January, and we left there sometime in February. I went to Madigan Army Hospital. This was on the job training, served in a Medic and Army Hospital outside Tacoma, Washington.

Some people in my school went to an army hospital in Denver, some of them went to the army hospital in San Francisco. Others went to other army hospitals. There were a couple that stayed in Brook Army Medical Center.

What did you learn at Brook?

I was taught by psychiatrists, mostly, about psychiatric issues and psychiatric treatments.

At that time, there was two basic treatments other than just talking to you. There was electric shock, and insulin shock. We learned about the care of mentally ill patients, we learned how to attend to them during the shock treatments. We learned about what their tendencies were, what we can look for, and how we were to respond to them.

Were you still going through other training as well?

No. When I got to Brook, it was classroom training. We did visit the wards, but there was no hands-on there.

When I got to Madigan, then I was put right out to pasture. I had to do the things necessary. The wards were all locked wards. I was given a key to the wards, and I was to guard it with my life. You never knew what the patients were going to do.

While on the ward, I helped manage the patients, I helped give them treatments. When they were given electric shock or insulin shock, I helped hold them down. Generally, they did not get these treatments every day, but every day they were on duty except on the weekends, we gave treatments to some of the patients.

These patients were from the Korean War?
Some of them were from Korea.

An example, one very, very intelligent young man had gone to Cal Tech, I think. He was put on a duty in Korea where he spent eight hours looking at a screen that had gauges on it. When those gauges did something, he was supposed to do something. He never had, he never did. He spent eight hours a day, staring at this screen. It affected his mind because he was used to using his mind in a lot more substantive manner.

You’re done with Madigan. Did any time when you were in service, was there a fear that war would break out again?

Not while I was in the United States. I didn’t have any fears whatsoever. After I left Madigan, I was on leave. I went back, I flew from Seattle to Minneapolis, took a bus to Des Moines, and was on leave. That was in April 54. I took a train, then, back to a base between San Francisco and Sacramento, California. That was the base where they assigned you to where your permanent position was to be.

I got to that base, and I don’t recall its name. They immediately shipped me out, and sent me back to Tacoma, Washington to 24th Infantry Division, in their Medical Battalion.

When I got to Fort Lewis, they were all out … Fort Lewis was by Tacoma, by Madigan Army Hospital and McChord Air Force Base. They immediately sent us out on a truck. My civilian clothes, my army clothes, everything was loaded into a truck, and several other soldiers. We went across the Cascades, to Yakima Proving Grounds, near Yakima, Washington where they were on maneuvers.

I immediately went to the Medical Battalion. They had their tents sent up, kind of like a MASH. They had a receiving tent, where wounded would be brought in and evaluated. They had a surgical tent, a ward tent, and an evacuation tent. They had four basic tents. I was assigned to the ward tent, but of course we didn’t have patients because we were just on maneuvers. Well, we did get some patients eventually, but not psychiatric patients.

The maneuvers involved the whole Division. We’re in a desert. We simulated battle. The big thing that would happen every day, we would have an air raid from planes from McChord Air Force Base. We had to be prepared for that. We did have a few patients with injuries, some of them were minor. We had one major patient, not psychiatric, but he was an Infantry man that threw himself down by some rocks. A rattlesnake was in the rocks, and it bit him in the corroded artery. He did not make it. Other than that, and a few bruises and a couple broken bones, we didn’t have anything. The big thing was keeping our equipment clean and getting ready for the air raids.

Few updates

May 10th, 2016 § Comments Off on Few updates § permalink

I have redone the Document List and Photo List. Was having problems with the original not linking directly to the files, so went through and created a new one. Also, I hopefully have fixed all of the bad links. No guarantee on this, but a majority of the broken links should be fixed. I am also now working on getting my Mothers side on this site as well. Will take a while, but should have it done by this time next year. In the meantime, I will be adding bits and pieces as I get the information. As always, feel free to drop me line at


Franklin Delk

February 12th, 2016 § Comments Off on Franklin Delk § permalink

I have added some documents for Franklin Delk, Elmer’s son first child. In doing so, it solved a mystery for me. I had some photos with people id as the Isom’s, no idea who they were or how they were related to the Delk family. Turns out that Isom is the maiden name of Elizabeth Delk, Frank’s last wife. Her obituary is a part of the documents that have been scanned and uploaded,  take a look. Hopefully will be adding more in the next few months.

Ethelred’s son, William

August 13th, 2014 § Comments Off on Ethelred’s son, William § permalink

I am slowly going through everybody’s page and updating them. I have just finished William Delk  who was Ethelred and Nancy’s fifth child. I have added some children who I did not know about previously; I had only known about two of the boys. But after finding William’s death certificate, I saw that he had had ten children, with six of them being alive at the time of his death in Lowell, Michigan. Most of his family had moved to Coin, Iowa and with luck, I may get down that way and do a little research. In the meantime, the four children I added to William’s webpage were verified with census records. If there are any descendants of William who would like to share some information, please contact me at

More Joseph Theodore Delk Letters

April 23rd, 2014 § Comments Off on More Joseph Theodore Delk Letters § permalink

Not only letters, but hair samples and a new photo of Theodore and his son Louis. These letters also chronicle his cousin John Dickson’s illness, (where Theo doesn’t think he will live much longer) and his run in with thieving crooks who stole something from him but not sure yet.

Will have more to share latter this summer. I am going on a hiatus while I get my daughter pointed in the right direction for college. In the meantime, Dad will start to put together some more documents and photos, and I will quietly upload more photos and letters when I get a chance. Hopefully by the time I get back, one of Virginia’s grandchildren will have some stuff to share with us.

Until then, Brian

Joseph Theodore Delk

March 14th, 2014 § Comments Off on Joseph Theodore Delk § permalink

Around 1928 my Great-Great Uncle, Joseph Theodore Delk, started corresponding with his niece, Mary May Delk. True to the Delk hoarding gene, she kept all of the letters. I have had these letters for awhile, but had stored them before a move ten years ago, and am just now getting back to them. You see, I have the hoarding gene as well, which is bad for the home life, but good for future genealogist. So, I am now scanning the letters, as well as transcribing them. My goal, is to do at least three a week. The first three are up on his home page.

As a side note, his death certificate and 1930 census information shows that his father was born in Ireland. That, as we all know, is not the case.

Until next time,


Mary May Delk

February 27th, 2014 § Comments Off on Mary May Delk § permalink

Just added five letters of recommendation that Mary May received to teach at some small rural schools in Clarke and Decatur counties. Will be adding several more of these documents later this year.

If you have any thing that you would like included on this site, drop me a line at:

Warren Delk

December 5th, 2013 § Comments Off on Warren Delk § permalink

Growing up I would get the following question, “Are you any relation to Warren?” My future wife even knew him. When she was a Rainbow Girl and he a Mason, she would talk to him about me. He, like all of the other Delk’s, was a storyteller. Ruth, his wife, would roll her eyes when he started recounting the time when he did this or that. There are plenty of people who could share some stories about Warren, and I wish they would. I am sure Ruth would be rolling her eyes listening to them. There are some updated documents about Warren on his landing page. Will be adding more stuff, and hopefully some stories later.