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Posted on 01/05/2022 12:35:05 PM PST by RideForever
Lawrence N. Brooks, the oldest World War II veteran in the U.S. — and believed to be the oldest man in the country — died on Wednesday at the age of 112. ... But Brooks, born on Sept. 12, 1909, was known for his good-natured sense of humor, positivity and kindness. When asked for his secret to a long life, he often said, “serving God and being nice to people.”
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Serving God and being nice to people.
I suspect few of us would go wrong there if we did that.
RIP, sir...
Agreed! Trusting he has his eternal reward with the Lord.
They are going to have a television special celebrating his life, just like they are doing for Betty White, right?
Rest in Peace, Lawrence N. Brooks.
New Orleans - Well at least he can still vote.
I remember back around 1972, a civil war veteran died at about age 113. He was black, a slave, and his master ordered him to fight on the side of the South. And he did. But he held no grudges, while conceding that his master was very mean.
Is there any link with documentation?
Supposedly the last verifiable CSA veteran was Pleasant Crump.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pleasant_Crump
He’d have been 6 when the war ended. =8-0>
RIP.
He was featured on some soft fluff MSM news show, so it might have been a con job. On the other hand, the CSA was pretty informal about its recruiting practices. So he might have been authentic, but not verified. One way of testing it, though. If he died at age 113 in 1972, in 1861, he would have been two years old. You’re right. It’s a BS story. This is what happens when you give an idiot a hair transplant and call him a journalist. Might have been Dan Rather or Mike Wallace.
There was a veteran in my doctor’s office several months ago who was in the Coast Artillery, Army Air Corps, and Army Air Force before and during World War II. He said a B-29 he was scheduled to fly in before he was told to stand down was shot down during its mission. He was able to walk and drive a car without assistance the last time I saw him.
My mother had an elderly uncle, born in 1852, who always told a story about how he and his friends followed Abraham Lincoln’s funeral cortege from the Buffalo NY train station to a St. James Hall in the city, where Lincoln’s casket would be placed for a day. “Uncle Bob” said he climbed a telegraph pole, to get a better view of the crowd and Lincoln’s casket.
We always thought it was a silly story, but one day in the 1980s, we were at Buffalo’s local historical society, which has a lot of Lincoln memorabilia. There was a wide-screen photo of Lincoln’s funeral procession, stopped in front of a building, with the large crowd surrounding it. Across the street was a telegraph pole - with an image of a person 2/3 of the way up....
Very few civil war veterans held a grudge. The ones who mattered anyway.
My mother used to tell me when she was a small child she would sit on her gramps lap and marvel at the shiny brass buttons on his uniform. He was a blacksmith in the federal army.
His cousin, was a blacksmith in the southern army. They would travel together and go to the military re-unions whenever they could.
I remember a Memorial Day parade in my little home town in 1955. A convertible led off with four Spanish American war vets were in the back seat followed by a dozen or so men marching in WWI uniforms. A larger contingent of WWII Vets followed as well as a contingent of KorVets, young men.
I was a five year-old boy but the image has stuck with me my whole life.
RIP, sir, and sincere condolences to your family. Thanks for what you did for all of us.
Battled longer than anyone.
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