"In all of us there is a hunger, marrow deep to know our heritage - to know who we are and where we came from. Without this enriching knowledge there is a hollow yearning. No matter what our attainments in life, there is still a vacuum, an emptiness, and the most disquieting loneliness".



ALEX HALEY, ROOTS



Saturday, January 1, 2011

Kermitt Ivan Schaffner




Kermitt Ivan Schaffner "At the old place"
 Born in Wisconsin January 19, 1926. He was my Father's half-brother. His Mother was my Grandmother Clara Heath Crosley and his Father was John (Jack) Schaffner who I never met, and know nothing about. Uncle Kermitt was in the Army during WWII.



In 1963 he married Iva B. Chambers. They never had children.
Uncle Kermitt loved his C.B. Radio and went by the handle "Casper". When we were on our way over, he would be upstairs in his bedroom talking to us while we were blocks away. Pretty silly now, but fun in the 1970's!
He worked at Switchcraft in Chicago for many years. He came home at exactly 4:30 everyday, and had supper. He used to mix all his food together before he ate it, and when we would comment he would always say the same thing "it all ends up the same place anyway". He also LOVED model trains, that was what we got him every year for Christmas. He had them all set up in his basement. If he wasn't upstairs on the radio he was downstairs with his trains! He was sweet and funny.


Uncle Kermitt died in 1979. He was buried on Christmas Eve at Clark's Grove Cemetery in Tennessee.



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