We arrived in Pomeroy more than two hours early for the soldier’s funeral procession Saturday. Parking can be tight in this town on a good day and we thought it prudent to park close and kill time.
I wandered around the downtown area, logging some steps and nabbing a few pictures. I found this old cruiser parked at the Meigs County Sheriff’s Office. There was a deputy on the sidewalk, approaching a newer cruiser when I inquired about the car.
The deputy was kind, telling me that the car belongs to the longest serving law enforcement officer in Ohio. He collects all sorts of things including this 1947 Ford which he brings out for parades and other special occasions.
I googled the gentleman yesterday and found that Ohio Attorney General Dave Yost had recognized Deputy Howard Mullen as Ohio’s longest serving officer two years ago.
He’s a 1946 Pomeroy High School graduate and former firefighter who has been a Meigs County Sheriffs Deputy since 1953. At the young age 91, Deputy Mullen told a local tv station that he still assists with special assignments and does ride alongs with deputies. He would be about 93 now and I sincerely hope that this is still the case.
My favorite line from that interview was “You die sooner, because you lose interest. You sit all day watching TV and stuff like that, I honestly think you take X amount of years off your life. I just don’t want to slow down anymore.”
These are indeed wise words. I’m a fan of staying active – turn off the tv, read a book, engage in a hobby, go for a walk, do volunteer work- do things that make you feel alive, engaged and interested in your surroundings.
Deputy Mullen, much like his car, is a classic.
In case you’re interested in hearing his interview, you can watch a video here. I stoped the deputy to ask about their cool car and had no idea the conversation would lead to an inspiring life lesson.
A soldier came home for the last time yesterday. He received a hero’s welcome and his family found closure but it all was 77 years in the making. Private First Class Wilmer White was a young man, a 21 year old newlywed, when he was killed in action.
Yesterday in Pomeroy, Ohio people lined the streets to pay their respects in a swell of patriotic pride. A Girl Scout troop passed out flags, veterans came in their POW/MIA shirts and strangers stood together in the street. We all were temporarily united by our pride, respect and an odd mix of sorrow and joy as we watched the horse drawn hearse turn the corner on his final journey.
Someone wrote a beautiful obituary for PFC White, describing him as a young man who collected treasures from his adventures roaming the countryside and playing in the Shade River.
PFC White was a talented artist who could draw a realistic likeness. He was a good hunter who also enjoyed building things with wood and repurposed items.
It’s hard to imagine the anguish felt by a family waiting for 77 years to have their loved one identified. While scientists have been busy identifying PFC White and others like him, there still remain about 6,000 World War II soldiers whose families continue to wait.
At least one family and one community can rest knowing they did their best to give their hero the long overdue welcome he deserves.
Saturday found me wandering around Pomeroy for a couple of hours. I was both excited and sad to find this Carnegie Library.
Today it’s a law firm and seems well cared for, an observation that made my heart happy.