These men of our family are precious to me for the service they gave to their country. This spans from WWII to present. And introducing our first woman of the family, Jamie Allen. She belongs to my maternal family the Marrs of Morris Oklahoma, and Nederland Texas.
GODWIN SIDE; WAYNE BEARDEN MARRIED TO CHARLOTTA GODWIN, Wayne Bearden’s service was in the Navy as Fire Controlman in the Pacific Theater aboard the USS Columbia during World War II. He went into the Navy at 17. Back then a lot of young men were so willing to serve they lied about their age and I guess it must have been either hard to discover the lie or just over looked. He’s going to be 93 in January 2016 so he has been blessed with a very long life
DELMAR KISER MARRIED TO MILDRED GODWIN,
GILBERT “GABE” GODWIN SON OF AGRIPPA AND AMY GODWIN,
JERRY LYNN KISER IS THE SON OF MILDRED GODWIN KISER AND DELMAR KISER.
JACK MARRS, SON OF ARTHUR AND RHODA MARRS:
JOHNEY CECIL MARRS, BROTHER OF JACK,
SON OF ARTHUR AND RHODA MARRS.
Johney Cecil Marrs at “The Wall” via an Honor Flight from Texas. He was honored, and grateful, for the opportunity.
Jerry Hogue and Ty Marrs
JEPPIE NEIL HOGUE WAS FATHER TO MY COUSIN JERRY HOGUE. I AM RELATED THROUGH MY BIOLOGICAL GRANDMOTHER ESTELLA FRANCES HILL MARRIED TO MY GRANDFATHER AGRIPPA WESLEY GODWIN.
ELVEN ANDREW MARRS , “UNCLE BUD” IS RELATED THROUGH THE MARRS FAMILY.
MY STEP-FATHER, CAPTAIN WILLARD M. SMITH
MY SISTER TRULA’S SONS, JASON, DARRIN AND BRADLEY TANNER
MY BELOVED FATHER-IN-LAW ALBERT HARRY “BILL” GRUBBS.
SGT. JASON WILLARD TANNER RET’D. Served in Somalia and Afghanistan.
SGT. JASON TANNER SERVED IN AFGHANISTAN AT TORKAM AIR BASE
Nephew Scott Grubbs, son of the late “Jack”son Ross Grubbs and Vickie Pittman Grubbs Waggoner of Oklahoma. He had a distinguished career in the U.S. Air Force and amazing tours of service in Afghanistan/Iraq retiring Master Sgt..
Husband of Nancy Snyder, Neese who is the daughter of Sylvia “Sib” Godwin Snyder and the late Chuck Snyder. Max Neese served in the U.S. Air Force
WE ALL TRY TO “SERVE AND SUPPORT” IN OUR OWN WAY, AS I DID AS AN AUTHOR.
I was honored to co-author a unique narrative fiction novel with my grandson Justin Jeffrey Grubbs. When my nephew Jason Tanner was to be deployed to Afghanistan we had “fair warning” of his impending deployment and time to prepare. As a morale “booster” I began to write a novel to tell of the some of the deployment challenges in uprooting one’s life to to deploy. He would eventually go to a place once considered, while he was there at Torkam Air Base, “The most dangerous place on earth.” I would send chapter by chapter as I wrote it, and soon, he requested I include some of his unit in the novel. I was happy too. They would read it as “content readers” to be sure I did credit to the Army.
As this novel would be included in my Greyhound Lady Walking suspense series, I wrote a thread of real cases presented in the fictional thread and disguised by names of workers and victim/survivors, and disguised locations to protect their confidentiality and for safety as some were/are underground.
Pictured is my “co-author” who had been to a Leadership Forum sponsored by General Tommy Franks. When he heard the General speak, Justin was inspired. He contributed some invaluable content ideas for the format of the storyline. Justin Jeffrey Grubbs was a freshman at the University of Minnesota at the time. Note he is wearing his shirt designating General Tommy Franks
The novel was printed using two different covers; one with the “Infidel” shirt (a private unit shirt reminding them how they were looked upon by the enemy) and one with a plain black shirt for the novels shipped to Afghanistan for the soldiers. This of course a safety measure in case of seizure or a find by the enemy.
A PERSONAL REFLECTION BY SGT. JASON TANNER ON HIS 40th BIRTHDAY IN AFGHANISTAN At Torkham Air Base.
- I stood in the shadows of the mountains of Tora Bora where Bin Ladin planned his deeds.
- I have said ‘lets go’ and ‘move out’, when other Americans would rather quit and go home.
- I have pushed my 40 old body to surpass the 20 year old ones around me.
- I have looked my son in his eyes and told him that I will be OK knowing that I truly do not know that answer.
- I have fought the urge to say “F” it, and I lead my men to drive on.
- I have dealt with the lonely nights and slept without the caress of my girl.
- I stand next to men every day that do the same thing that I do and that fight the same demons that I fight every day.
- I drive on when I am hurt and cannot stand from the pain.
- I smile and say I am OK when I am ready to break.
- Hurt or sick, well rested or not, mentally straight or a mind of cluster, I drive on.
- And then someone will ask me why I do what I do if it causes so much pain. Most of the time I tell them, as I tell my son, if not me then who? Someone has to defend this country so it may as well be me.
- AN EMAIL FROM SGT. JASON TANNER THAT ACCOMPANIED THE POEM ABOVE.
- But after our last few e-mails Aunt Joyce, you need to know that it(shis service) is for the 89%(who do not serve).
- It is for a retired history teacher, or so an old man can have his garden.
- It is for a hard working father or mother so they don’t have to leave their kids.
- It is for the student that just hasn’t figured out yet where they want to go.
- And it is for the author so she can have a story to tell.
- You see Aunt Joyce, There are many reason that I do what I do, and most of the time I don’t understand them. Maybe like my Mom’s kids, mine have suffered some too. I do what I do because it is what I am good at and all I know how to do, it is the only thing that brings me pride besides my kids. When my days are over if someone were to ask me then,” Would you do it again?” I would say yes. As long as every adversity that has come my way stands in front of me again, then yes But only if you don’t change one moment of the pain or one moment of the fear or loneliness. I will do it again. These are the things that have made me who I am and what I am.
- Some of these things are not good, but they are still me. I may not be able to stand next to a more perfect man, but as I said, I stood in some pretty good places that other men will never stand; some men would be afraid to stand, and other men would never try to stand.
- At the end of it all when I look back at things I have done, I get one thing out of it; pride. But you have to go through the “suck” before you get there.
[Included in this post WITH HIS PERMISSION IN REPLY TO MY EMAIL CONCERNING HIS BIRTHDAY}