Tuesday, April 28, 2009

A.C. & A.Z. MCCOLLUM

These are my grandmothers 2 brothers, twins Uncle AC and Uncle AZ McCollum.

They went to war together but only one came home.

They joined the US Navy right after Pearl Harbor and were stationed aboard the aircraft carrier USS Enterprise. The Enterprise was the most decorated ship of WW2. She escaped the fate of the other ships on Battleship Row at Pearl Harbor because they were not back in to port as of yet. This treacherous, surprise attack by the Japanese on our Naval fleet left Enterprise as our only Aircraft Carrier and our Naval defenses dangerously low. However, never to be underestimated, the American people rallied and came up swinging.


Grandma's brothers were on board the Enterprise for the Battle of Midway and Doolittle's raid on Japan. Right after Guadalcanal, Uncle AZ was killed when a Japanese Divebomber dropped a 2nd bomb on the Carrier, in the Battle of the Solomon Islands, August 24, 1942. This battle was fought to keep the Japanese from recapturing the island and it also halted them from moving on to Australia. The Enterprise was badly damaged but did not sink.


(File photo of enemy plane over Enterprise's deck, Aug, 24, 1942)


Eventually she limped back to Pearl Harbor for repairs and was soon back in the thick of the action in the Pacific Theater of Operations. Uncle A.Z. was buried at sea with 76 other brave, young men. For an account of the Battle of the Solomon Islands click here.


(Alphaus Zeno McCollum)

Uncle AC "ACE" McCollum was given a medical discharge in 1944. By then he was pretty banged up and had shrapnel inside of him. He told me that he hated being discharged and would have continued to fight if they would have let him! He also told me that he cries every night for the brother that he lost. Uncle A.C. will be 90 next month.


(Alfred Clifton McCollum)

GIVING A WW2 VETERAN HIS DUE!



Daily Breeze - Torrance, Calif.
Author: Ian Hanigan DAILY BREEZE
Date: Oct 31, 2006
Start Page: A.1
Text Word Count: 957



Document Text



Copyright Copley Press, Inc. Oct 31, 2006
Long before their generation was labeled the greatest, twin brothers posed for a photograph wearing dark Navy uniforms and boyish faces.

Both were serving on the USS Enterprise aircraft carrier, fighting tyranny in the Pacific. But only one would live to see the Allied forces prevail a few years later.

The other would draw his last breath on Aug. 24, 1942, after a Japanese bomb struck the mighty ship.

More than six decades later, the World War II Memorial was unveiled in Washington to salute the sacrifices of vets like Lomita's Alfred Clifton McCollum and his fallen brother.

But for McCollum, and so many other survivors living now with frail bodies and fixed incomes, visiting their own tribute hasn't been practical. The stately pillars and dancing waters commissioned to honor them are simply too far away.

One Lomita businessman thinks he can help.

Al Rivera, owner of Al's Automotive, has made it his personal goal to raise the money needed to sponsor the trip for McCollum, a hometown hero they call "Ace." And if there are a few bucks left over, well, Rivera wants other local veterans to go, too.

Assuming everything goes as planned, McCollum, 84, will board a Washington-bound jetliner sometime after Veterans Day. He'll take with him his dark blue "Enterprise CV-6" baseball cap, countless war stories and aging memories of his brother, Alphaus Zeno McCollum, who will forever remain 20 years old.

"I'm doing these things with you, together," McCollum sometimes says to the portrait he took with his twin so many years ago. "That's the way I feel."

* * *

Rivera, who has been in business in the South Bay for 20 years, said he got the idea from a CBS news segment. It was about a group sponsoring similar trips to the World War II memorial for veterans.

The next morning, he ran into McCollum, a longtime friend who once delivered auto parts.

Rivera's wheels were turning: What if he could raise enough cash, he thought, to send McCollum to Washington?

He figured it would have to be more than just the cost of airfare. McCollum would need a hotel room and some spending money. And someone would have to accompany him.

Rivera broached the subject that same day.

"Al said, 'Would you go if you had the chance?' " McCollum recalled. "I said, 'Yeah, but I don't have that kind of money.' "

Rivera concedes he probably could have written a check to cover the trip himself. But, he said, he saw a chance to pull the community together. To tell McCollum's story.

It's not about the money," said Rivera, 45. "It was just getting everybody involved."

Robert Munger, a friend of Rivera's who agreed to escort McCollum to the nation's capital, agreed.

"That way, everybody would know about him, and what he did for us," said Munger, 66.

* * *

Stationed on the decorated USS Enterprise CV-6 aircraft carrier, McCollum served in the U.S. Navy from December 1941 through February 1944. He took part in eight major battles during that span -- all in the Pacific Theater -- and earned a chestful of medals as a result.

His role was that of a sight-setter for a gun with a 5-inch barrel on the starboard side of the ship. Cranking a pair of dials, McCollum calculated the distance and speed of enemy aircraft, compensating each time for the wind.

Here, he earned the moniker that would stick with him even after the war.

When a round once failed to discharge, fellow crew members frantically shouted "Clear the deck! Clear the deck!" and braced for the imminent blast.

Not McCollum. Without hesitation, he reached inside the cannon, removed the live shell with his bare hands and tossed it overboard.

The man previously known as A.C. was thereafter Ace, as in the Enterprise's "lucky ace."

"I figure I saved the life of about 30 people then," McCollum said proudly.

* * *

In 1945, the fighting ended, but it wasn't until 2004 that the World War II Memorial opened on the National Mall.

Granite pillars -- representing the states and territories of that era -- now ring a vast circular pool, while two larger arches represent the war's dual theaters. Separately, a wall spangled with more than 4,000 gold stars honors the more than 400,000 Americans who lost their lives.

Fortunately, McCollum was not one of them -- a fact he attributes to luck as much as anything else.

These days, he is no longer the scrappy twentysomething who slugged it out for his country. He is instead a sharp-witted octogenarian, a man blind in one eye who gets around with the help of a cane.

Nevertheless, he walks 15 to 20 blocks a day, easily enough paces to see the memorial from all angles.

Rivera, who set up an account at South Bay Bank in Torrance, hopes to get him there by the middle of November. Having printed up fliers and passed them out to the local Kiwanis Club and to the Chamber of Commerce, he figured last week he had already collected close to $2,000.

Still, he's hoping to receive donations in excess of what it will cost to send McCollum to Washington. Whatever's left over, he said, will be passed on to the Veterans of Foreign Wars post in Lomita.

In the meantime, the man they call Ace is getting ready to see the memorial that honors him and so many others who did nothing more than save the free world. And, as a bonus, he's getting a little extra attention back home.

"Here's a man that no one knew about," Rivera said, "and now his neighbors are approaching him and thanking him after so many years."



This is so inspiring to me. Like so many from "The Greatest Generation" he has been tight-lipped about his service during the war. They stepped up to the plate and defended our country out of duty, honor, love & respect.

In 2008, Uncle AC was featured in 2 episodes of the History Channel's "Battle 360", on the USS Enterprise. I can't really explain the way I felt as I watched the Battle of the Solomon Islands being recreated watching his face and hearing his voice as he shared about his twin brother's premonition of death. Pride, awe, tears of emotion are just a few that come to my mind as I realized that these were 20 year old young men that served their country. If you have the opportunity to catch this series, it is very well done!

Here is a letter and envelope that Uncle AZ had written in July 1942 to my grandmother. In his letter he writes,
"Don't worry about your twin brothers because they can take care of themselves."





It was posted August 28, 1942 but he had been killed August 24, 1942 in the Battle of the Solomon Islands after Guadalcanal. She would have received this about the same time that they received the notification of his death. The irony never escapes me!


This is the newspaper clipping that was in the local paper that shared the bad news.


Many years ago, when we first went through my Great Grandmother's things, my Grandma Arra gave me permission to keep this beat up copy of LIFE Magazine on the right, that Granny Lizzie (her mother, my great-grandmother) had had all of these years. In it, it lists Uncle AZ's name. Last year, I went on EBay and purchased another to have as a back up.



A close up of Uncle A.Z.'s name within.


ENTERPRISE'S DECORATIONS


Enterprise's exploits did not go unrecognized, at home or abroad. Over the course of the war, she received 20 battle stars, three more than any other ship (sisterships New Orleans CA-32, Minneapolis CA-36 and San Francisco CA-38 each received 17 battle stars), and seven more than the next carrier (Essex CV-9, which received 13 stars).

In May 1943, while she prepared to return to the States for much needed repair and refitting, Enterprise became the first aircraft carrier to be awarded the Presidential Unit Citation. She later received a Navy Unit Commendation, becoming the only carrier awarded both decorations for service in the Second World War.

Perhaps her two most prestigious tributes were received after she left the war. In August 1945, Secretary of the Navy James Forrestal cited Enterprise as the "one vessel that most nearly symbolizes the history of the Navy in this war." Two months later, following the Navy Day celebration in New York in October 1945, Secretary Forrestal recommended to President Truman that Enterprise, unable to operate the heavier, faster aircraft then entering service, be preserved "as a visible symbol of American valor and tenacity in war, and of our will to fight all enemies who assail us...."

Later that fall, while participating in the Magic Carpet program for returning servicemen to state-side from the European theater, Enterprise docked in Southampton, England on November 23, 1945. During her brief stay, she was boarded by the British First Lord of the Admiralty, Sir Albert Alexander, who presented Enterprise a British Admiralty Pennant, the most prestigious decoration of the Royal Navy. Enterprise is the only ship outside the Royal Navy to have received the pennant, in the more than 400 years since its creation.

Enterprise and her veterans, included among the 16 ships and 10,000 sailors, airmen and Marines who took part in the Doolittle Raid in April 1942, were officially recognized for their daring exploit just recently, on May 15, 1995. The Task Force 16 Citation is the most recent decoration awarded Enterprise and her veterans: it may not be the last.

Monday, April 27, 2009

ELDA JAMES MCCOLLUM

Uncle James was born on Valentines Day 1910 in Boyle, Mississippi. My grandma followed 4 years later.


James, Ianthe McCollum (their grandmother) and my Grandma Arra.


Homer and Lizzie with their brood of 7 children. From left:
Evoline, my grandma Arra, Henry, James
twins A.Z.& A.C. and Beryl. (Approximately 1930.)


Grandma told me that she was very close to her older brother James and from what little writings I have found in her belongings, I can see that was true. She even wrote a poem about him after he died.


Uncle James and his car.


What I know of the details of his murder are as follows:
It was *1935, the height of the Great Depression and in the midst of the Dust Bowl when men and entire families uprooted themselves and went off looking for work to sustain them or their families. Uncle James was *25 at the time and headed west to Arizona. During these difficult economic times, many towns did not welcome these transients looking for work. In Oklahoma, he was picked up for vagrancy, fingerprinted and then released to go on his way. Late in 1935 he began working his way back home to Missouri. Along the way, to share expenses he picked up 4 hitch-hikers, 2 men and a married couple. The couple would later say that they were suspicious and very nervous about sharing their ride with these other 2 men. Apparently their fears were well founded.

For an interesting article I found on the emergence of hitch-hiking and its dangers from the Living History Farms site, click here.

Sometime after they had been dropped off, these 2 men hit Uncle James in the head, bludgeoning him to death. They threw his body in a snowy ditch and stole his watch, his money and his car. Due to the winter, his body didn't decompose as quickly but coyotes or other scavengers chewed off all of his fingers, except one. The authorities were able to identify him through that one fingerprint since he had been picked up previously while making his way to Arizona.

My great-grandparents were notified that their oldest son had been murdered and that he was buried in southwestern Oklahoma, in Mangnum. The married couple who had escaped a similar fate, identified the 2 men and they were sent to prison for his murder. Grandma told me that they died in prison but I don't know if that can be verified. It might be have been justice for her to think of them that way. Two years after James' death, my father was born and Grandma named him after her beloved brother James.

An exerpt from her poem:

"... One day the sad news came
my darling brother was dead,
some brutal man had murdered him
by knocking him in the head.

Although I did not see him,
God spared me that dreadful pain
but oh how I would have liked to see him,
if only once again.

He was not a faithful servant
the commandments he didn't obey
and when he heard the Gospel,
he would always turn away.

But sometimes I can't help but wonder
of my brother I loved so well
And think God could not be so cruel,
as to send his soul to Hell."


Lizzie and Homer stand at their oldest son James' gravesite with the fingerprinter in Mangum, Oklahoma. I can not even imagine the grief that my Granny suffered at not only losing a child but having him so brutally murdered! Granny would outlive 2 of her other children in her long lifetime.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

1909 McCollum Family

This photo is of my great grandparents, Homer and Lizzie McCollum along with Homer's siblings. Seated on the left is Lizzie holding their first born child, Evoline (born April 6, 1908). Next to her is Gladys followed by Maryetta who is holding her son Clifford. Gladys is the daughter of Maryetta (the oldest of the McCollum siblings). Seated on the right is my great grandfather Homer McCollum. Standing left to right is Fred, June, Stella and Flora. This photo was taken in early 1909 when Granny Lizzie was *20 years old! Clicking on the photo to enlarge it, will show the beautiful scalloped edges on Evoline's dress as well as the matching shirts worn by Lizzie and Maryetta. It looks as if the photographer has hung a backdrop in an outdoor setting as the ground under their feet is visible. It suddenly dawned on me that this photo is 100 years old! WOW! I determined the time frame of when this photo was taken through Aunt Evoline and Clifford's ages. This is a great old family photo!

I am curious where Maryetta's husband Charlie Dye is? After all, Homer's spouse Lizzie was in the photo so why not Maryetta's? One possibility is that wherever this photo was taken, maybe Aunt Maryetta was now living away from Homer and the remaining siblings. Did she travel back with her new son and her daughter for a visit? Was this photo taken as a gift for their parents Norman Oscar & Ianthe Evoline McCollum?


Gladys & Clifford Dye.


Clifford Dye.


Mourning (or funeral) Card for Clifford indicating he had passed away in 1909. The photo used in the card is from the previous photo. For more on Ephemera click here.



Lizzie and Maryetta would share a common bond, losing their first sons; Clifford passed away as a baby, Homer and Lizzie's first born son James, would be murdered January 22, 1936 at the age of 25. Ironically, Lizzie would have conceived James around the time that Clifford passed away. My own brother Carl Andrew McConnell was born on January 22, 1957, 21 years after our Great Uncle James was murdered!

Lizzie & Homer McCollum, holding Evoline.


This photo of Maryetta, Charlie and Gladys Dye indicated it had been taken in 1912 but I am wondering if it was earlier? Earlier even than the family photo above, previous to Maryetta having born Clifford? Gladys would be 3 years older in 1912 and she actually looks younger in this photo than the above family photo. Look at how slim Aunt Maryetta is! She is absolutely gorgeous in this photo! In the earlier photo, Baby Clifford is quite young which could allow for Maryetta's heavier frame.


WOMEN'S CLOTHING STYLES OF THE ERA.
The shirtwaist was a tailored blouse or shirt worn mainly by working-class women in the early years of the twentieth century. The shirtwaist was often worn with a fitted or looser A-line long skirt. Sometimes it was worn with a "tailor-made," which was a skirt-and-jacket

The shirtwaist had a rounded neck or came with a tailored collar. Many buttoned up the back, and women who could not reach behind them had to call upon a husband or female family member to close the tiny buttons.

The advantages of wearing shirtwaists were many. Shirtwaists emphasized a natural waistline to give a flattering look to the figure. They allowed freedom of movement. The garments were manufactured in volume and therefore were affordable. They were relatively small items and could be washed by hand in a sink or washbowl and ironed quickly.

Even though many women wore corsets underneath shirtwaists to maintain sculptured figures, the shirtwaist was a liberating item of clothing. It took the place of the stiff, tight, high-collared bodices of the nineteenth century.

By the early 1910s cotton shirtwaists were worn by hundreds of thousands of working women. Through the decade the garment changed according to fashion trends. Early shirtwaists featured pleats in the shoulders that reflected the puffy-shouldered Gibson girl look popularized in the sketches of American artist and fashion illustrator Charles Dana Gibson (1867–1944). By 1914 shirtwaists had less rigid puff shoulders and often were worn untucked so that some fabric flowed below the natural waist. That look later made way for the dropped-waist dresses of the 1920s.

Shirtwaists worn by housewives and female factory workers usually were solid white cotton blouses with simple pleating that allowed for mobility. Shirtwaists also served as garments of women office workers, or even as dressier fare. Better quality daytime shirt-waists were made of fine cotton, silk, or linen. Fancier shirtwaists could be part of evening outfits. These more decorative garments often were custom sewn. They featured such fabrics as silk, laces, taffeta, and sateen and some displayed lively patterns.

(source: fashionencyclepedia.com.)

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