My grandfather, Elroy Kaski, passed away when my dad was 5 years old, so all I know about him are the few stories I've heard, and the things I've found through my family tree journey. Here's a few of the finds I thought my father and aunt and cousins might appreciate.
Can you feel the love tonight? My grandparents:
Elroy Kaski & Delores Morud
Phone Book, 1956
What's not to love about these old phone book directories?
High school 1943
Can you imagine high school in 1943? How amazingly different his life must have felt to his parents who grew up in rural Finland and South Dakota. And how challenging a time, when the world was enveloped in the second world war. For my grandfather, his siblings were deployed and off fighting for the U.S. military while he, the youngest, stayed behind with his mother.
Draft registration card, 1944
At the time he completed the draft registration card, WWII was a stark reality Elroy would have understood too well. 5 years in to WWII, my grandfather registered while still in High School: note the "Student" notation below.
He registered to serve for a country his father immigrated to only 40 yrs before. Though his father had already passed, by 1944 at a minimum Elroy's siblings Elma, Erma, Elmer, and Elton, were already deployed and serving.
[My aunt Elaine would be so mad at me right now, because I probably missed naming 1 or 2 of the other siblings who also served; she drilled this in to me, but those are still in my paper notes. Guess I'll have to dig those up soon to update this post. She was so very proud of their service.]
However, many months after I originally posted this message, I found a new favorite part of this record. I went back to Ancestry to see if I could find a better date range for when my grandfather completed this draft registration. In doing so, I came across the backside of the card. While the descriptions are interesting, they weren't surprising since I've seen pictures. But it was when I went to enter in the date, October 12, 1944, that I realized it was the day after my grandfather turned 18.
But, what I love about family history is that one thread always unravels another in this complex quilt of our lineage. Why, if he registered right away, did he wait to enlist until September 1950? See the enlistment date in the next section below.
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