I've known that various individuals, described as volunteers, and others who actually have a family connection have been coming to my website, which in most cases has been around longer than those other sites, and these people have been grabbing pictures, obituaries, and historical information from my "FREE" NO Advertising website, which I solely fund myself and make absolutely NO money from it, and then they GIVE my information to those other commercial sites.
I've always realized that if I don't want someone to take my work, then you don't post it on the Internet where anyone can come and grab it.
I have NO problem when a family member grabs information and pix from my site for their own personal use, BUT when they take my work and then GIVE it to some other commercial site, whose main goal is to make money, otherwise if they lost money those sites would NOT exist, then it becomes tacky to say the least for someone to "borrow" my information and give it to other commercial sites as "their" work.
This is why I only post a very small percentage of the Manning historical database on my web pages...which is probably only about 1% of the total data I have in my
Much of the information I have has come by sharing with others who worked with me over the last 40+ years - by me providing them what I had for their family history and them letting me scan some of their pictures and history.
What amazes me is that a few Manning people and those with Manning connections will help these other commercial websites, that don't give a hoot about Manning specifically,
but these people won't lift a finger to help me and share what they have so I can add it to my Manning historical database.
If people don't want to share with or help me that is fine and their right, but what makes it despicable is these people surely read my pleas to help with the Veterans' book or other Manning projects, but rather than help with Manning's history they are taking pictures and information from my web pages and posting that information on those other for-profit commercial sites.
They don't even bother to change the formatting of my text and don't even edit my pictures some to make it look like it didn't come from my pages.
Now I realize that many people will think I'm just whining and say TUFF.
This theft of my work isn't going to stop me, because in the long-run, I can and will eventually get more Manning history from decent people who will share with me, so it gets preserved.
Now I don't claim the original source copyrights for most of the history I post, because that is impossible to do.
Some of the information comes directly from the family who is the original source, and some of that information may have been copied from a newspaper or a funeral home website by a family member who was the original source - for instance in the case of obituaries.
As I was going through those other commercial websites I was able to find more information and tidbits for Manning Veterans, and also Manning connected obituaries I did not have, so I grabbed that information to add to my Manning database.
Some will chime in and say "see, you are stealing too" and my response is, yes, I am grabbing the work of others, BUT I'm not making any money off them or that website, and I am adding it to a Manning Historical Digital Database that in the end belongs to the Manning Community - since that is where it originated.
Some of my web followers know that I've been begging and pleading for military pictures and information for Manning connected Veterans to use in a future double volume history book.
Amazing as it may seem, I've received resistance from a few Veterans and from some family members.
My goal is to honor and preserve the history of Manning's military background as a whole, and not specifically about any one person...so I try to get pictures and information for every Veteran connected to Manning and then move on to the next one.
As I was going through the various commercial websites I ran across a plaque that honors Richard Hershman in the Manning Cemetery.
I was very aware of the Hershman family history in Manning, so assumed Richard must be connected. I e-mailed a Hershman relative and they sent me his obituary.
What I find fascinating is the apparent love this family has for Manning.
The son who was not born here, gets buried here and one of the sisters has moved here recently and wants to get involved with the community.
There has to be something going on that is hard to put a finger on, when people have so much respect for a small community like Manning.
Now to make it clear, anything I write in this article that are opinions and observations are mine and I don't speak for the Hershman family.
As I often write about, I have lots of connections to Manning. I've written about the Hershman connection before and have
shown some corresponding pictures but now I'll show more details on the
Hershman family history. It shows the typical involvement a family has in a small community and also the love they have for their country through military service.
I'll begin with the obituary and then go back in time...
Richard D. "Dick" Hershman, 58, of Bartonville, formerly of Rock Island, Illinois, died December 22, 2009. A celebration of life will be held at a later date, with burial in the Manning, Iowa Cemetery.
He was born March 30, 1951, in Newton, Iowa, to Clark and Mollie (Geith) Hershman. He married Karen Hicks on December 1, 1979, in Moline, Illinois.
He was a machinist at Caterpillar, Peoria, Illinois, and had served in the Army during the Vietnam War.
Survivors include his wife, Karen; sons, Stevie (Amber) Hershman, Bettendorf, Iowa, and Shawn Hicks, Davenport, Iowa; parents, Clark and Mollie Hershman, Rock Island, Illinois; two brothers, Steve (Diana Sears) Hershman, Cambridge, Illinois, and Scott (Teresa) Hershman, Rock Island; and two sisters, Kris (Brent) Fornwalt, Wildwood, Missouri, and Kathy Gannon, Overland Park, Kansas; and five grandchildren.
In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to the Richard Hershman Memorial at The National Bank.
September 1945 Charles & Minnie Hershman backyard 913 Center Street in Manning
Charles did the renovation on our kitchenette and bathroom. Previously there was no inside bathroom and the
only water inside the house was a hand pump that was connected to a cistern.
My mother and aunt - Dorothy & Shirley Ehrichs stayed with the Hershmans during High school (Dorothy's senior year 1941).
The Hershmans had an upstairs room for rent that Louie & Clara rented so Dorothy & Shirley could stay there during the week while in school.
Louie would drive his daughters over from Aspinwall on Monday and pick them up on Friday.
Clark Hershman with friends, Joyce Bingham & Dale Bingham March 1939
Clark Hershman 1939
Clark Hershman and Dale Bingham - now much "trimmer" and in the Navy
Donn Kelsey, Dale Bingham, and Clark Hershman - Donn is the only one living
Charles & Minnie (Tessman) Hershman
Minnie's parents were Frederick & Wilhelmine (Schultz) Tessman from Hagenow, Germany.
MHS 1942 Commencement program
Note the military airplane used as a symbol of patriotism during WWII
Clark Hershman in Leghorn, Italy
Clark Hershman with instructor Higgy
1959 White Sands Missile Range, New Mexico - Clark Hershman in checkered coat
Ft. Walton, Florida 1960 Elgin Air Force Base
Darcy Lloyd - husband of Gertrude Hershman
Darcy Bertram Lloyd, Jr. - Military Service
Darcy Bertram Lloyd, Jr. enlisted in the USN at the age of 19. He attended boot camp in Sampson, New York, and was assigned to attend Metal Smith School in Dearborn, Michigan, for 12 weeks. After school in Michigan he was sent to Camp Shoemaker in California to prepare for his soon to be assigned duty in the Pacific Theater of WWII.
On December 10, 1943, he departed San Francisco on board the
troop transport USS General John Pope, headed for Noumea.
He boarded first duty assignment the USS Whitney, AD4 on January 22, 1944. The
Whitney was a destroyer tender. The ship was anchored in the Purvis Bay,
Tulagi. She conducted vital repairs to war damaged destroyers so they could return to action.
On January 31, 1944, the Whitney arrived in Leyte Gulf, Philippines where her crew provided much needed repairs to the Philippine destroyers. The ship and crew received special commendation from Commander, Philippine Sea Frontier. From September 8, 1945, through November 18, 1945, the Whitney and crew served in Jinsen which is now Inchon Harbor Korea.
After Korea the Whitney returned stateside to San Diego. Darcy ended his wartime service on February 13, 1946. He was discharged from active duty 12 days later.
His wartime decorations include the American Theater Medal, Occupation Service Medal with the Asia Bar, Asiatic Pacific Campaign Medal, Philippine Liberation Medal, Unit Commendation Ribbon, Victory Medal, National Defense Service Medal 2nd Award and the Good Conduct Medal.
After WWII, Darcy worked at the Electric Boat Division of General Dynamics Corporation in Groton Connecticut for 4 years as a metal smith. Apparently he wasn't cut out for civilian life, as he re-enlisted in the Navy on December 9, 1951. He was assigned to the USN Submarine Base in New London CN until May 7, 1953, at which time he was transferred to the USS Fulton AS11, a submarine tender docked at the State Pier in New London, Connecticut.
On June 3, 1955, he was assigned to a brand new destroyer the USS Davis DD957 which was still under construction in Quincy, Massachusetts. From April 1959 thru May 1960 he was the Naval Recruiter in Spencer, Iowa. With the development of the Polaris Missile Submarines (FBMS), in the early 1960s the Navy realized that there wasn't a submarine tender in the fleet that could fully service a Fleet Ballistic Missile Submarine, one that could provide additional Polaris Missiles should he need arise, as well as general maintenance and repair.
A WWII vintage submarine tender, the USS Proteus, was chosen to be modified to accommodate the replenishment of missiles for this new breed of submarine. Darcy was transferred to the Proteus on May 9, 1960. He joined the ship at Charleston, South Carolina, Naval Shipyard where the Proteus was to be cut in half and a 44 foot section welded in place amidships that was designed to carry the Polaris missiles in silos with a crane gantry to offload the missiles to the FBMS. The Proteus sailed to Holy Loch, Scotland and anchored there along with a floating dry dock in February 1961 to establish the first Fleet Ballistic Missile Submarine Base.
This was his favorite Naval duty and the one he was most proud of. After his service at Holy Loch he spent the rest of his Naval career on newer generation submarine tenders until his retirement on March 11, 1969. Darcy re-enlisted in the Navy a total of 3 times, for a total of 21 years, 3 months, and 11 days of Active Duty.
Darcy was awarded the Good Conduct Medal a 3rd and 4th time.
Here is an interesting memory by Darcy's son who sent me the military information about his dad.
Louie Mundt. He lived on the 900 block of Main Street across the alley from my grandparents' Hershman house on Center Street.
He was a WWII Vet that was shot in the hip while serving in Europe. He carried the mangled bullet on his key chain. I remember this as I was very impressed as a child to see this. He walked with a limp as a result of his wound.
I remember that he had a lawnmower sharpening business in his back yard and he would pay me a dime or two to brush the greasy parts with kerosene. He was also a very creative guy. He built a homemade jig saw in his basement. He had a can of every color of enamel paint that Kuhl and Vogt carried on the shelf. He had piles of plywood and tons of patterns for lawn decorations (skunks, deer, rabbits, squirrels) to trace onto the plywood.
He would let the kids trace the patterns on the plywood with carbon paper and he would cut the figures out on his jigsaw and let every kid in the neighborhood make and paint lawn decorations. We all had a blast trying to outdo each other with our painting skills.
In the winter Louie would string out a rope behind his Studebaker truck and the kids with their sleds would all grab on and he would tow the line to the top of the South Main Street hill and we'd have the time of our life sleighing down the hill and over the bridge crossing the creek.