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A special message from Steven Jackson
- By Corbin
- RAMS / NFL TALK
- 16 Replies
Amazing how a Rams legend gives nothing but good things for the franchise and you have people that criticize them no matter what is done or said. 
The same goes with ED and the lame excuses, still not liking him because he didn’t play when you went to go watch the Rams 35 years ago? Talk about being petty.
The same goes with ED and the lame excuses, still not liking him because he didn’t play when you went to go watch the Rams 35 years ago? Talk about being petty.
Bizarre True Family Stories
This is another segment of my book....
When I grew up, I never knew the name of my paternal great Grandpa. I knew of my Grandpa's step Dad, who was a man named Edward Foye. Foye was a US Marine that served in both WW1 and WW2, but he isn't the subject. By the time I became interested in genealogy, my Grandpa had passed away in 1983. I inquired about him with my Dad and my Grandma, but neither knew about this relative who had died before either was born. I thought to request a birth certificate to see what it said about his father, and the information given revealed that his name was exactly the same as his son's name and that he had died BEFORE Grandpa was born.
What the hell?
Around the same time, my Dad gave me an old stock business card. It was oversized with ornamentation that was similar to art deco of the 20's, but was older. It said "Denson's Orchestra" with a one of those funny phone numbers with letters. Dad figured it may have come from this Great Grandpa, which was before 1918.
I thought first, "he must have died in the war." No. Then I thought, "well, it would have to be the Spanish Flu, which was raging across the World and rumored, despite the name, to have originated at Ft Funston near Junction City, KS. But alas, No.
I grew tired of not finding any answers, until I contacted a distant relative that I was related to through this Great Grandpa's sister and she was able to fill in much about him, but not how he died. He was a natty dresser and was skilled at playing the piano and had a great singing voice. He had assembled an Orchestra that would play ay small events. Well, he was a railroader, as was his father before him and his son after him, for the Union Pacific. I had begun a careful search through digital town newspapers of the period and traced his life through print, until finally I came across the tragic story told in the Omaha Bee in 1918. Great Grandpa Roy was 24 years old and recently married to Great Grandma Ruby, and he was on a business trip to Missouri on the UP one week end. He became violently ill and was rushed home to die. He had a form of spinal meningitis that was merciless. He never knew that he would be a father. Great Grandma Ruby would walk herself to the Swedish Mission hospital in Omaha, NE and have their son named after him.
I have been to the gravesite in Council Bluffs, Iowa which is across the river from Omaha, and this forgotten Great Grandpa was buried with a Woodmen of the World Gravestone, indicative that he had purchased life insurance for his small family before he died.
When I grew up, I never knew the name of my paternal great Grandpa. I knew of my Grandpa's step Dad, who was a man named Edward Foye. Foye was a US Marine that served in both WW1 and WW2, but he isn't the subject. By the time I became interested in genealogy, my Grandpa had passed away in 1983. I inquired about him with my Dad and my Grandma, but neither knew about this relative who had died before either was born. I thought to request a birth certificate to see what it said about his father, and the information given revealed that his name was exactly the same as his son's name and that he had died BEFORE Grandpa was born.
What the hell?
Around the same time, my Dad gave me an old stock business card. It was oversized with ornamentation that was similar to art deco of the 20's, but was older. It said "Denson's Orchestra" with a one of those funny phone numbers with letters. Dad figured it may have come from this Great Grandpa, which was before 1918.
I thought first, "he must have died in the war." No. Then I thought, "well, it would have to be the Spanish Flu, which was raging across the World and rumored, despite the name, to have originated at Ft Funston near Junction City, KS. But alas, No.
I grew tired of not finding any answers, until I contacted a distant relative that I was related to through this Great Grandpa's sister and she was able to fill in much about him, but not how he died. He was a natty dresser and was skilled at playing the piano and had a great singing voice. He had assembled an Orchestra that would play ay small events. Well, he was a railroader, as was his father before him and his son after him, for the Union Pacific. I had begun a careful search through digital town newspapers of the period and traced his life through print, until finally I came across the tragic story told in the Omaha Bee in 1918. Great Grandpa Roy was 24 years old and recently married to Great Grandma Ruby, and he was on a business trip to Missouri on the UP one week end. He became violently ill and was rushed home to die. He had a form of spinal meningitis that was merciless. He never knew that he would be a father. Great Grandma Ruby would walk herself to the Swedish Mission hospital in Omaha, NE and have their son named after him.
I have been to the gravesite in Council Bluffs, Iowa which is across the river from Omaha, and this forgotten Great Grandpa was buried with a Woodmen of the World Gravestone, indicative that he had purchased life insurance for his small family before he died.
