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| Dick Winkler from Roscoe NY |
Shortly after graduating from Roscoe H.S., my dad and his friends signed up to fight in the second World War. An interesting story, and one that says a lot about my father's idyllic yet sheltered childhood, is when the newly enlisted Marines from Roscoe went to Washington D.C., proudly dressed in their uniforms, one hotel would not allow my father, a black man, to have a room there. As my father told it, his friends angrily turned and walked out of that hotel, refusing to stay there without him. That incident was probably the first time any of those boys had ever witnessed, and in my father's case, experienced racism. Ironically, because of the segregated military system, my father became a member of the U.S. Colored Troops. He fought on the island of Guam in the Pacific and spoke very little of his time in the war.
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Possibly the son of Mr. & Mrs. Marks,
Roscoe NY
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Marton Miller,
Roscoe, NY |
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