James (Jim) Milford Mark Stewart was born on June 23, l9l6 and died on Janaury 9, 2004. Although missing three fingers from a childhood accident, he enlisted in the U.S. Army on January 23, 1943 in Huntington, West Virginia, and fought in the Europe during World War II and received a medal with six Bronze Stars. He remained in the service and retired in the early 1970's from the U.S. Air Force. He married America Carty of Salyersville, Kentucky in 1946. They had one son.
Jim (third from right) with friends in 1933
∙ Louie Mark Stewart was born on July 31, 1947 in Shelby, Ohio. He graduated from Morehead State University in 1969 and the University of Kentucky Law School in 1973. He was a career attorney in the Civil Rights Division of the Department of Justice in Washington. He lives with his partner, John Carter, in Arlington, Virginia.
Jim divorced America Carty and married Bertha Smith in Duluth, Minnesota in 1957. They had two children. They are:
∙ Mary Ellen Stewart was born in 1958 in Dayton, Ohio. She married Paul James in 1978. They had two children. They are: Jordan James, born in 1979 and .
∙ Jo Ann Stewart was born on [Month, Day], 1961 in Dayton, Ohio.
Jim divorced Bertha Smith and married Yukiko Sakuda (born January 10, 1939). They had one child. She is:
Konomi Stewart Allegri was born on in 1968. She married Luis Allegri. They have
two daughters, Natacsha Grace Allegri and Nichole Christine Allegri.
Obituary of James M. Stewart
Jim with his surviving sibling, Ethel, in March of 2001.
Louie Stewart with President Bill Clinton in Washington in 1993.
Monday, March 1st, 2004
FAKE BUGLES JUST ONE OF MANY INSULTS TO VETERANS
by Bob Sloan
Every now and then, the fact some things have gone very wrong is made unarguable and real, right in front of me.
The administration of our Presidential Pretender isn't doing right by veterans. Anyone who reads what's under headlines containing the words "Veterans Affairs" knows funding for vets has been cut by $15 billion in this administration.
But that's a distant issue for most of us. Last time I used the services of the Veterans Affairs Medical Center on Cooper Drive, everything seemed fine. I got the arthritis medication I needed and left without a single complaint. They haven't closed my clinic.
Not yet anyway.
So most of the time, the fact President Bush and Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld don't care about veterans is something I know in a theoretical sort of way.
But the other day, solid evidence of how things are changing for veterans was demonstrated right in front of me.
In 1953, I witnessed my first funeral where full military honors were rendered. During the Spanish-American War, Great Uncle Joe carried a Krag rifle down in Cuba. When he died, that brief piece of his life was commemorated with a firing squad from the American Legion.
At the end, the mournful notes of Taps were played by a distant bugler half-hidden by oak trees in and around the Stewart Cemetery in Clearfield.
The melody echoed from the hills and, when it came back to us, sent chills up my 6-year-old spine.
Three weeks ago, we buried Uncle Jim Stewart in the same graveyard, under the same trees. Jim had more than 30 years in the Air Force. He served in three wars, and half a dozen Bronze Stars attested to the courage of his career. Like Uncle Joe, Jim was carried to his final rest with an American flag draping his coffin, and a troop of Legionnaires fired rifles at the end of his graveside service.
Then someone stepped forward and pressed buttons on a toy horn. From a distance it looked real, but the thing was a camouflaged boom box.
Rather than spring for real buglers to play over the remains of veterans, the VA has instead issued hundreds of these things, which have an imbedded computer chip to play an electronic version of Taps.
It doesn't fool anyone. The "bugler" had to stand very close to mourners to be heard, and there were no echoes from the hills. Anybody standing anywhere near those hills wouldn't have noticed it at all.
The fact that government --especially this one- -- favors form over substance is no surprise. That they cut services for the taxpayers who pay their salaries and maintain a "good enough for who it's for" attitude toward veterans isn't news either. And Lord knows, plenty of things are going on that are more important than the authenticity of funeral bugles.
Of course, our Presidential Pretender doesn't go to military funerals, at least not for enlisted guys like Uncle Jim, no matter how many Bronze Stars they wore. When they bring kids' coffins home from Iraq and Afghanistan, there's a ceremony at Dover Air Force Base in Delaware, where the bugles may be real, I dunno. Bush, who's never attended one of those services, wouldn't know either.
This small thing looms large for me: Even the bravest vets of past wars get a toy trumpet at the end. It says a lot about how seriously this court-appointed administration takes the concept "veteran." And for the afternoon we put Uncle Jim to rest, it made the Bush/Cheney/ Rumsfeld agenda much clearer than newspaper headlines about $15 billion cut from veterans' benefits.
Children of the men who bled in Vietnam, grandchildren of those who landed at Normandy and Okinawa and Inchon are encouraged every day to enlist and maybe earn their own share of nightmares later in life.
Before raising their hands, those youngsters might want to ponder how much their leaders respect their sacrifices.
America "Mickey" Russell, a long time resident of Shelby, Ohio, died October 11, 2007, at her home in Bradenton, Florida at the age of 82.
Mrs. Russell was born on August 21, 1925, in Magoffin County, Kentucky, the daughter of Wilbur and Eliza Montgomery Carty. The Carty and Montgomery families were early settlers of eastern Kentucky having moved there following the American Revolutionary War. Mrs. Russell was inducted as a Kentucky Colonel by former Kentucky governor Martha Lane Collins.
A successful business woman, Mrs. Russell owned and operated the Brass Rail Restaurant and Lounge in Shelby. For hundreds of Shelby residents, a good steak and a cold drink at the Rail were weekly rituals for more than four decades. In 1994, Mrs. Russell, known as Mickey to her friends and family, sold the business and retired to Bradenton, Florida. She was a devoted mother to her family. Mickey also loved to travel and made numerous trips to Europe and toured China, Japan, Thailand and Central America. Her other passion included trips to Las Vegas where she frequently emptied slot machines of their silver dollars.
Mrs. Russell was part of a large Carty family. Her brothers, Lester, Chester, Jim, Silas, and Richard, and sisters, Mary Frances and Terry Barndollar predeceased her. She is survived by three sisters: Ressie (Merle) Winters of Fort Myers, Florida; Beulah (Paul) Price of Newark, Ohio; and, Jane (Albert) Dunn, of Shelby. One brother Buddy Wayne (Carlene) Carty of Shelby survives. Mickey's son, James (Sumi) Arnett Russell, predeceased her. She is survived by her four other children, Judy Arnett Russell Dedrick of Ontario, Ohio, John D. (Carissa) Russell, Jr of Chicago, Illinois, and Leslie (Helena) Russell, of Sonarken, Sweden; and Louie M. (John) Stewart of Arlington, Virgnia, her son from a prior marriage to James M. Stewart.
Surviving grandchildren include Tracy Ewalt of Cardington, Ohio; Kimberly Ponziani of Cincinnati, Ohio; Kirby Blue Russell of Tampa, Florida; Jim Schiffer of Shelby, Ohio; Jed Russell of Los Angeles, California; Jake Russell of Daly City, California; Kristin Russell of Boulder, Colorado; Sarah Russell of Albion, Michigan, and Hannah Russell of Glenview, Illinois; and Anna and Leslie Russell of Sonarken, Sweden.
In addition, Mrs. Russell is survived by her long time companion, Francis "Fuzzy" Moran, of Bradenton, Florida, who was a faithful friend and care giver in the last decade of her life.
Funeral services will be held at 10:30 AM Saturday, October 20, 2007 from the Barkdull Funeral Home in Shelby with interment in Mt. Hope Cemetery, Shiloh. Friends may call at Barkdull Funeral Home Friday, October 19 from 2 to 4 and 6 to 8 PM.
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