Richard and Charlotte Allen Cosby Ancestry » George Austin Cosby (1919-2003)

Persönliche Daten George Austin Cosby 

• Er wurde geboren am 29. Juli 1919 in Cedar Springs, Kent Co., MI.Quellen 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 9
• Berufe:
• im Jahr 1938 in Farmhand, Porterville, Tulare Co., CA.
• Bet. 1940–1943 in Welder, Douglas Aircraft Corporation, Long Beach, CA.
• Bet. 1945–1982 in Expert Sheetmetal Technician and Welder, Long Beach and Porterville, CA.
• Bet. 1955–1982 in Head of the Sheet Metal and Welding Shop, Porterville State Hospital, Porterville, CA.
• Glaube:
• Bet. 1940–2003
• Bet. 1925–1938
• Wohnhaft:
• im Jahr 1941: Long Beach, California, USA.Quelle 3
• im Jahr 1993: Porterville, CA.Quelle 5
• im Jahr 1930: Porterville, Tulare, California.Quelle 9
• am 1. April 1940: Long Beach, Los Angeles, California, United States.Quelle 1
• Er ist verstorben am 5. Mai 2003 in Porterville, Tulare Co., CA, er war 83 Jahre alt.Quellen 2, 4, 7
• Ein Kind von Claud Wesley Cosby und Cecil Alberta Flewelling

Familie von George Austin Cosby

Er ist verheiratet mit Dorothy Edna Langpaap.

Sie haben geheiratet am 31. Dezember 1937 in Exeter, Tulare Co., CA, er war 18 Jahre alt.

Kind(er):

1. (Nicht öffentlich)
2. (Nicht öffentlich)
3. (Nicht öffentlich)
4. Gary George Cosby  1951-1951

Notizen bei George Austin Cosby

<<+>> Following their marriage, the newlyweds traveled over the Ridge Route to spend their first night of their marriage in San Fernando. When they returned to the Porterville area, they stayed with Aunt Alta Cosby, George's sister-in-law, trying to find work. Dad was so young, and so young looking that he was told, 'we don't hire kids' and 'you should be in school', etc. He finally found asparagus cutting work at 25 cents and hour as his first job. For some time, the newly weds stayed with Alta, her husband Wesley, being at sea in the Navy. Uncle Wes was assigned to the USS Lexington, America's first aircraft carrier, and spent part of his Naval career in the fruitless search for Amelia Earhart. Uncle Wes was discharged from the Navy shortly before Pearl Harbor was bombed. He was not reactivated.t factory in Long Beach, building airplanes {a draft exempt job} and his work was excellent. He had a supervisor who recognized dad's good work, but had long made it his habit to supplement his income by taking things home from work, and selling them from his home. Noting that dad was an artisan, this man asked dad to make some decorative items for him using work time and equipment and materials Douglas Aircraft would supply. He would sell them from his home and share the proceeds with dad. Dad was appalled at the suggestion, and refused. He was threatened with bad performance reports and ultimately, with being fired. He knew that being fired meant being drafted. He chose to be honest, and lost his job. Within a short time, received his draft notice. He was ordered to report for his physical in downtown Los Angeles somewhere. We lived on Dominguez Hill in a Wilmington Water Co. rental house. The "Red Car" line ran through Compton at the bottom of the hill. Mom drove dad to the Red Car Line where he boarded a train to travel downtown to have his physical. Many hundred men were there for the same reason. There were mainly Army, some Marine and only 7 Navy slots to be filled that day. Dad was anxious to be in the Navy, and asked to be so assigned. The clerk acted like he was being forward, but asked why he thought he deserved the Navy. Dad answered, "It is a family tradition". He was almost right. His brother, Wes, had indeed been in the Navy in the 1930's. His brother, Bob, was a Merchant Marine, and his little brother, Russell, was in the Coast Guard, stationed in Hawaii. The clerk considered dad's reason to be adequate enough and dad was assigned to the Navy.k dad to the Red Car line, this time to be taken to San Diego to "boot camp". May 8, 1944, dad boarded the Red Car, was taken to central L.A. where he boarded a bus bound for San Diego's Naval Training Center. Boot Camp was just 30 days long in the heart of the war. Dad met a man named Paul Keenan while in boot camp. Paul was a wise man, and the two decided to try to be trained as diesel mechanics, and they were both accepted. After boot camp, they were assigned to Basic Engineering School at Gulfport, MS, and got orders to travel there by troop train. This train had some cars for paying civilian travelers, relatively deluxe accommodations, but most of the cars were for troops who were assigned to cramped quarters on hard bench seats, with military chow and no provisions for sleeping, etc. At Paul Keenan's suggestion, he an dad "stood back", in contrast to most of the eager young military travelers who sought to be near the front of the line. As Paul expected, when the troop cars were filled to bursting, the few military travelers who could not be accommodated were assigned to unoccupied berths in the civilian cars, and there they were allowed to travel to Gulfport in style in a Pullman car with deluxe dining in company of fellow travelers eager to show their gratitude to these young warriors bound for war. Three men were assigned to a private room, each with his own bed, and full deluxe service in plush chairs while they traveled across the southwest and south central U.S. in early summer in "air cooled" cars.d both dad and Paul performed well. At Paul's suggestion, both applied for Diesel School and were accepted. This school was in Cleveland, Ohio in the winter of 1944. While Paul traveled to Cleveland by troop train, dad decided to hitchhike, a travel form he really enjoyed. He caught a ride straight out of Gulfport to Nashville, TN, where he was let out. He decided to go to the USO to seek respite. There, the wife of the Mayor of the city, who volunteered there, met him and offered to give dad a personal tour of the city and to provide lodging at her home, and dad feeling fortunate indeed, accepted. Meanwhile, he was drawn to an elderly, poorly dressed woman sitting alone in a corner of the reception area. Dad was attracted to her "deep sadness", and went over and introduced himself. She said she was "Mom Cummings". She added, "I was hoping you would talk to me. I was just called and told my son had been killed this morning when his ship, the USS Tennessee, was attacked. I want you to come to my house and stay with me" Dad answered that he already had accepted the Mayor's wife's invitation, but noting her deep disappointment, he added, he would cancel that agreement, and stay with Mom Cummings instead. When they got to her small home, he found there were five kids still at home. He never met or heard of a husband, then or later. While he only knew her personally this one night, she stayed in his life for a long time, especially while he was in the Navy. He sort of became her son. After good meals and a good night's sleep, dad had to leave the next day. Three of her kids had to go to school, and dad asked if he could walk to school with them {in uniform, of course}. They hanged at his side. The oldest, an 8 year old said, "maybe they'll think you are my brother". Dad left them at school, went back to Mom Cumming's house to pick up his gear, went to the street car which he took to the edge of town to the main road north, and hitchhiked the last long stretch to Cleveland without incident. Mom Cummings wrote to him and he to her for many years, and she sent some small presents to us kids for several years, but he never saw her again.n Cleveland, dad enjoyed one sport that winter. An acquaintance had a car, and after Lake Erie froze, he joined a carload of wild sailors who would drive out on the ice and speed and spin 'brodies' on the ice on cold winter days when they weren't in school.h Pacific. He was to become it's "old king". When he arrived there along with crew mates, they found that the ship was being rehabilitated {rebuilt}, having just returned from sea duty. The rebuilding was to take several weeks, and during that time, the crew had very little to do. They had occasional watches to stand, but otherwise, were given "liberty" and allowed to roam around Norfolk. Realizing that he had several weeks of almost free time, he contacted my mother, living on Dominguez Hill with Ellen {2} and me {6}, and told her he wanted her to come to Norfolk and be with him. It seemed impossible, but she quickly arranged to borrow Uncle Russell's car, take Ellen and me to Porterville to live with grandma Langpaap and enrolled me in Miss Stern's first grade class at Olive Street Elementary School. After she returned to her home, she raised funds via wonderful Church of Christ friends in Long Beach, to pay for her trip, and took a train across the U. S. to Norfolk. She spent 6 weeks with dad in a rented room while the ship was rehabbed, then returned to California by train, moved us kids back to Dominguez Hill, re enrolled me in Lincoln Elementary School, Compton, where I finished the first grade. Dad's LSM 395 then traversed the Panama Canal, came to San Diego, then Honolulu, and thence to the South Pacific, getting to Siapan, Okinawa, the Philipine and Japan just as the war was ending in each of those places. Their ship was in Tokyo Bay when the armistice ending WWII was signed, and dad was among a small group of his shipmates given liberty on the very first day liberty was permitted in Tokyo., and was told, these small ships, {the smallest sent overseas} had too small a crew to warrant an assigned religious mentor. They asked if dad would be interested in serving in this capacity, and while he didn't feel qualified, and recognized he had no specific training, he agreed to, and became the unofficial "Padre" on LSM 395. He conducted a brief religious service every Sunday, and held bible studies at other times. He counseled many distressed and disturbed crew mate before looming conflicts, and after liberties ashore after which they needed to confess activities and experiences they regretted. When confronted with questions he could not answer, he would write to my mother, who would share his letters with Walter Wright, our neighbor and an Elder at the Long Beach Church of Christ. Walter and other elders and Ernest Beam, the churches minister, would write a bible supported answer which my mother would forward to dad. Mail often took a month or more to transit from the South Pacific to Long Beach and an equal time to answer. Dad matured tremendously during this time and his later life was clearly molded by these experiences.iew Hospital in Porterville on Monday, May 5, 2003 at 9:50 PM, in the "step down unit" of the coronary care unit. He had been there since late Thursday night at which time he had another in a long series of heart attacks. He was with Clyde Westmoreland, a close friend and fellow Elder of the Church of Christ. George had improved a bit during his hospital stay, and son Dick, who had stayed with him through the prior three nights, thought he had improved enough not to require constant bedside attendance. His death was known to be inevitable momentarily, however. The fact that that he had survived the last four and one half years is considered a minor miracle knowing how badly compromised his heart function had been since he had experienced a large heart attack in November of 1998. He is at peace in the presence of God, now, having finished a wonderful life, and having accomplished what he needed to achieve. He was truly loved by a whole host of people, and for many wonderful reasons. His wife, Dorothy Langpaap, his sweetheart since his teens, was truly blessed to have been his constant companion for 65 wonderful years. His children and grandchildren were indeed blessed to have had his loving attention and concerned influence well into their mature lives. (His son, Dick's thoughts at midnight on May 5, 2003).

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