Thursday, December 19, 2024

Diane and Nancy

Diane, the eldest of the Marston children, attended Forest Park Senior High School and graduated with the Class of 1964. She later married Willis Merritt, and blessed Johnnie and Lucile with two grandchildren, Stony and Tammy. Unfortunately, around 1972, Diane was diagnosed with yellow jaundice, which later developed into hepatitis, ultimately destroying her liver. After receiving a liver transplant in late 1990, Diane was able to enjoy 18 years of life before her health slowly started to decline, and she passed away in 2008. Her final resting place is at Forest Hills Memorial Gardens in Forest Park.


Diane and Johnnie


Diane and Johnnie


Diane


Diane, Johnnie, and Nancy


Diane


Diane


Diane, Lucile, and Randy (2006)

Nancy, the middle child, attended Forest Park Senior High School and graduated with the Class of 1970. In April 1974, when she was 21 years old and six months pregnant, Nancy was involved in a tragic car-truck accident in Atlanta. The accident claimed her life and that of her unborn daughter, Dawn. They were laid to rest together at Forest Hills Memorial Gardens in Forest Park. The loss deeply affected Johnnie and Lucile. 


Nancy


Randy and Nancy (May 1971)


Nancy

Thursday, December 12, 2024

Family ties

Johnnie maintained strong ties with his Marston siblings, bridging the distance through visits to Miami, while they reciprocated by journeying to Georgia. These family reunions were more than mere vacations; they were cherished moments of shared laughter, stories, and love.

Among his siblings, Evelyn and her husband Bill held a special place in Johnnie’s heart. Their connection ran deep, intertwining with the lives of their children: June, Billy, and Bobby. Together, they wove a tapestry of family bonds that transcended miles and years.


Lucile and Johnnie’s sister Evelyn in Miami


Johnnie with his sisters Evelyn and Kate in Forest Park
(ca. 1986)

Vacations were another highlight in Johnnie’s life. He took his family to Panama City, Florida, where they built sandcastles, chased waves, and created memories. The majestic Gatlinburg mountains in Tennessee also witnessed their laughter and adventures. Johnnie’s cars were his pride; they gleamed with meticulous care before every road trip.


Johnnie and Lucile on a Florida vacation visiting family (July 1973). 
Both were in good health and Randy feels this was probably some of the
happiest times of their lives.

And then there were the annual fishing trips. Randy, wide-eyed and eager, accompanied his father from ages 8 to 14. It became a cherished tradition—a father-son bonding experience. Sometimes, Randy’s friend would tag along, adding to the joy. Deep sea fishing was their escape, a chance to reel in stories and laughter as they cast their lines into the vast ocean.


Johnnie


Johnnie and Randy

Johnnie had a soft spot for Christmas. He loved that time of the year. As the family gathered in their home for the holiday, Johnnie would don a red sweater and play Christmas music. The record player would come alive with the sounds of Bing Crosby singing White Christmas, Elvis singing Blue Christmas, and Nat King Cole singing The Christmas Song or O Holy Night. Step into the kitchen and you would find Lucile busy baking sausage cheese balls and a favorite lemon cake to share with loved ones.


Johnnie

Johnnie cherished his three children—Diane, Nancy, and Randy. 


Johnnie holding Randy, Lucile, Diane, and Nancy (March 1960)


Diane, Randy, and Nancy on Christmas morning


Randy, Lucile, Johnnie, and Diane

Thursday, December 5, 2024

Life After the War

Johnnie, true to the promises he made in his wartime letters, was determined to restore normalcy, and enhance the quality of life for both himself and Lucile upon his return from the war. They found comfort living in their home in Red Oak, a community situated in the City of South Fulton, Georgia, owned by Lucile’s father, Sam. This home held special meaning to Johnnie and Lucile. It was the very place where they had shared their lives before the war separated them, and during Johnnie’s absence in Italy, Lucile continued to reside there. 


Marston family home in Forest Park, Georgia

As children, Lucile’s sister Betty and niece Shirley were frequent guests, often staying over on weekends or for a day or two during the week. The youngest Stacks child, Melvin, and Kate Marston’s son, Bennie, also spent weeks with them during the summer months. Johnnie, too, shared many moments with this lively group during that time. 

In his letters, Johnnie frequently expressed his longing for children. By the close of 1945, his wishes were about to come true: Lucile was expecting their first child. Their daughter, Diane, arrived in 1946, followed by another daughter, Nancy, in 1952, and finally, their son, Randy, in 1959.

Johnnie, like countless soldiers, carried scars—both seen and unseen—from the war. Haunted by what he witnessed on the battlefield, back home, the fight continued for him—but this time from within. Johnnie suffered from PTSD. Prior to the birth of his children, he quietly struggled with drinking, the weight of his experiences pressing heavily upon him. However, with the unwavering support of Lucile, he found healing and gradually moved away from the ongoing battles within himself. His drinking became limited to social occasions, and eventually, he managed to quit altogether. Thankfully, this demon never disrupted their household.

Johnnie initially set his sights on becoming a mechanic. With the support of the G.I. Bill, he enrolled in mechanic classes, hoping to acquire valuable skills. Odd jobs helped him navigate financial challenges during this time. However, life had other plans for him. Although it remains uncertain whether he completed the classes, Johnnie never pursued a career as a mechanic. Instead, he found himself working as a pressman at the Gaylord Box Company in South Atlanta near Lakewood Park, starting in 1952. His role involved contributing to the production of corrugated boxes. To shorten his daily commute, Johnnie made the decision to move his family to Forest Park.


Johnnie working the forklift at Gaylord

In the early 1950s, Lucile worked as a seamstress at the Arrow Shirt Company. Later, in the early 1960s, she transitioned to a job at Crown Cork and Seal, where they specialized in producing bottle caps. She continued working there until approximately 1973.


Lucile (1956)


Johnnie (1956)

Around 1975, life took an unexpected turn for Johnnie. A seemingly routine task—retrieving mail from a neighbor’s steps—resulted in a fall that fractured his hip. The injury forced him into early retirement and from that point forward, Johnnie leaned on a cane for support. The retirement pay he received was modest, leaving him with limited resources. Lucile continued working part-time at the warehouses at Fort Gillem, a U.S. Army Post located in Forest Park, to ease the financial burden.

Johnnie was a man of many passions. His love for sports was unwavering, and he reveled in the excitement of both college and professional football games. His interests extended beyond the gridiron; he was also a devoted baseball fan. If not watching a game on television, you might catch him at an Atlanta Crackers or Braves game. His bond with Randy, his son, was unbreakable. Together, they shared countless hours watching games. He loved Nascar too. Richard Petty was his racing hero, and he made sure Randy experienced the thrill of the Atlanta 500 firsthand when he was just a wide-eyed 10-year-old.

Johnnie’s heart belonged to family. The Stacks—Leola, Betty, Shirley, and Elvie—were his neighbors, living on the same street in Red Oak before Johnnie and Lucile moved to Forest Park. Whenever he strolled through the neighborhood, he would stop by each of their houses, spreading warmth and laughter. On Valentine’s Day, he would surprise them with heart-shaped boxes of candy, a sweet gesture that reflected his caring nature. The bond among the Stacks siblings endured throughout their lives. They resided near one another, and each year, reunited in Red Oak on Mother’s Day for a family gathering.


Earl, Leola, Nell, Lucile, Betty, and Melvin Stacks


Stacks family reunion—Melvin, Leola, Earl, Nell, Mary, Lucile,
Geral, and Dorothy


Stacks family—Earl, Cecil, Dorothy, Lucile standing; Betty and Nell sitting


Stacks family—Betty, Leola, and Lucile


Melvin’s wife Margie and Earl’s wife Elvie

Leola, a widow living alone, held a special place in Johnnie’s heart. He would sit with her for hours, sharing stories and keeping her company. Lucile understood this bond and encouraged Johnnie’s visits. His playful spirit endeared him to everyone; he loved cracking jokes and being delightfully silly. Beneath the humor, though, was a kind and generous soul.


Leola

Thursday, November 28, 2024

Welcome home soldier

Johnnie arrived in the United States on November 8, 1945, having completed 2 years, 10 months, and 16 days of military service. During that period, he spent 1 year, 10 months, and 8 days on foreign soil. His mustering out pay amounted to $300, with a $100 payment made at that time. Additionally, he received $9.60 as travel pay.


PFC John Henry Marston received an honorable discharge from the U.S. Army at the Separation Center in Camp Gordon, Georgia on November 22, 1945, which happened to be Thanksgiving Day. President Truman, in proclaiming November 22 as a day of national thanksgiving, stated:

May we on that day, in our homes and in our places of worship, individually and as groups, express our humble thanks to Almighty God for the abundance of our blessings and may we on that occasion rededicate ourselves to those high principles of citizenship for which so many splendid Americans have recently given all.


World War II summary from US Military academy. 
Public domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=683817

Decorations and Citations

Johnnie was awarded the following medals and decorations during his service in the Army:

Good Conduct Medal
Awarded to any active duty enlisted member of the U.S.
military who completes three consecutive years of honorable and
faithful service


Combat Infantryman Badge
Awarded for “performing duties while personally present and under
fire while serving in an assigned infantry or Special Forces capacity, in a unit
of brigade, regimental, or smaller size, engaged in active ground combat”

 
American Theater Service Ribbon
Awarded to a member of the U.S. military service in the American Theater
for at least 30 days outside the U.S. or 1 year inside the U.S. between
December 7, 1941 and March 2, 1946


Purple Heart
Awarded for “being wounded or killed in any action against an enemy of
the U.S. or as a result of an act of any such enemy or opposing armed forces”


Bronze Star Medal
“Awarded to members of the U.S. Armed Forces for either heroic
achievement, heroic service, meritorious achievement, or meritorious
service in a combat zone”

 
World War II Victory Medal
Awarded for service in the U.S. armed forces between the dates of
December 7, 1941 and December 31, 1946


U.S. Pin
Represents the United States  


Crossed rifles pins – Infantry  


Honorable Service Lapel Button, also known as the Ruptured Duck,
issued by the military to soldiers who wore them on their uniform to show
they were an honorably discharged veteran. Randy said Johnnie wore the button
on his suit after the war as well. 


Distinctive Unit Insignia for the 85th Infantry Division Headquarters  


Ribbons


Top left: Bronze Star ribbon
Top right: Purple Heart ribbon
Bottom left: Good Conduct medal ribbon
Bottom middle: European–African–Middle Eastern Campaign ribbon
Bottom right: World War II Victory Medal ribbon


Honorable Discharge

In the booklet Minturno to the Appennies, published by the Information-Education Section of the 85th Infantry Division on January 1, 1944, General Mark Clark expressed his gratitude to the 85th. His words remained steadfast and meaningful even as the war ended.

Headquarters, 85th Army Group

During the course of the Italian campaign the arrival of the 85th Infantry Division was an event which to me was of profound significance. Its arrival in Italy had been heralded by glowing reports which told of a thoroughness and completeness in training which few U.S. combat units had been able to equal. Seldom had adequate time and opportunity been available in such full measure prior to a division’s entry into combat.

The excellent combat record of the 85th Infantry Division attests eloquently to the soundness of our War Department policy to grant the maximum in training facilities to our fighting troops. You of the 85th Division have thereby contributed not only in the military victories which you have gained but also in passing on to your successors the heritage of indisputable proof that there is no substitute for intense, well-planned and intelligently executed training, under superior leadership.

I was glad to welcome the Custer Division to my command. I am and always shall be proud to include it among those gallant fighting forces on which I may place the fullest dependence under all conditions of combat.

To General Coulter, to the officers and men of the 85th Infantry Division I extend my sincerest congratulations on a tough job well done.

MARK W. CLARK, General, U.S. Army, Commanding


General Mark W. Clark (1945)
U.S. Army, public domain, via Wikimedia Commons


Thursday, November 21, 2024

October 16, 20, 25, 31, and November 3, 1945

In his letter dated October 16, 1945, Johnnie mentioned two guns he had sent home—a chrome nickel-plated Ruger and a sniper rifle. He entrusted Lucile with their care, asking her to seek assistance from her brother. Unfortunately, both were later stolen.

Dear Darling,

Just a few lines to let you know I am thinking of you and hope that this finds you in the best of health. You said something in one of your letters I received yesterday about you didn’t want other people reading your letters to me. I don’t get what you mean about that so please explain yourself, OK? O’yeah honey, I want you to get those guns I sent home and get Geral to help you and oil and clean them up. I put oil on them before I sent them and I was expecting to be home before they had to be oiled again but things didn’t turn out that way. Do you think you can do that? Be sure and don’t lose any of the parts. Well, when is the last time you seen or heard from Kate or Dad or any of them? They have quit writing me for some reason. Well, I don’t care as long as you keep writing or maybe it would be better if I hadn’t been one of the lucky guys to come through this war. I don’t know. Well Honey, I will close for now. Tell all hello for me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie


Johnnie’s sister Kate and father John Marston

In his letter dated October 20, 1945, Johnnie approached the topic of his return home with caution. He did not want to shatter Lucile’s hope prematurely. Instead, he discussed his job with the military police.

My Dear Darling,

Received a letter from you yesterday and was glad to hear that you are well and OK. Yes, I guess you are right. The mail is kindly messed up now. With me moving about so much and I know it isn’t your fault that I am not getting any mail from you so regular. You wanted to know if I had any idea when I will come home. Well, I am not saying because something might happen again and I won’t get to come so as it stands, I am not letting you know till you see me there you will know I am home. Right? You want to know what that M.P. stands for on my address. It stands for Military Police. Yes, at the present, I am a cop. Yet while the war was going on, I couldn’t get in the M.P. for hell. Well, I guess this is all for this time. Tell all the folks I said hello and I hope to see them soon. Lots Love. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

When writing his V-mail dated October 25, 1945, Johnnie was experiencing inner turmoil, likely stemming from his wartime experiences, and possibly exacerbated by PTSD.

My Dear Darling

I received two letters from you today. Glad to know that some of your mail to me is finally coming in. That’s what counts. Right? Well, you say you heard from Dave Bullard. Glad to know that he is still alive. Sure would like to see him. So, he heard I was killed. No, well if you see him tell him I just as well be. My memory isn’t even good anymore. You know I had to think and think to even remember him. What about that? You can about understand now. What you are getting back for a husband. Maybe all this sounds crazy. But I can’t even understand what its all about myself. So, what else can I say. No, there isn’t any women Lou. That’s one lesson I have learned. And can’t forget. Well honey, that’s all of this time. Tell all hello. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie

Worried about missing Lucile’s letters, Johnnie took extra care to ensure she had his accurate address in a second V-mail he wrote on October 25, 1945. He addressed the template portion to ‘Dear Darling Lou.’

Change of Address
P.F.C. John H. Marston
Co. C, 101 M.P. Bn.
A.P.O. 782
New York, NY

Honey be sure and put this address correct. I believe that’s one reason I haven’t been hearing from you so regular. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Always, Johnnie 


On October 31, 1945, Johnnie wrote his last V-mail to Lucile. His mind surely swirled with emotions as he wrote those words—he was finally going home.

Tell Mom Stacks I will write her when I get to the shipping area.

My Dear Darling,

Well, here I go again. I am leaving in the morning to the shipping area. How long I will be there before I catch the boat I can’t say. If I did know, I wouldn’t tell you because something may come up again and delay me. I don’t want to tell you I will be home a certain day and not show up. You know how it was the last time. I was just too sure of myself. After you receive this letter, don’t write me till you hear from me again. Because from now on I will have a shipping address. I am glad to be going there at this time because I have a good chance to be home by Christmas, right? Tell all hello for me. And tell Mom Stacks I finally received a letter from her that got to me. I miss you a lot and I love you a million.

Johnnie


Johnnie’s last V-mail to Lucile


Leola Stacks

Johnnie’s service records indicate that he departed from Italy on November 1, 1945. However, just two days later, on November 3, 1945, he wrote a letter to his mother-in-law from Italy, mentioning that he was ‘down at the shipping area again.’ In the letter, he expressed hope that he would be leaving by the middle of the month and might be home in time for Thanksgiving. Johnnie was also quite sure that he would be back to spend Christmas with his family.

Hello Mom,

Just a few lines, to let you know I received your letter a couple of days ago. Sure was glad to hear from you and to know you are well and OK. Well Mom, I am down at the shipping area again, and I think this time I will make the boat. Who knows, I might be eating Thanksgiving dinner with you. But the way things have been I will be happy to be with Lucile and you this Christmas. I am pretty sure I will be home for that!! I am supposed to leave around the fifthteen of this month. But things can happen to change that so don’t depend on that too much. Excuse this pen and my writing. O yes, don’t write me back, because I might not be here to receive it. I will let you know when I leave this place.

Lots lots love, Johnnie