Putnam patriot. [volume] (Putnam, Conn.) 1872-1962, 1919-05-09
OBITUARY
Forrest E. Young
fContributedJ

I aoated over the home Of Lorenzo and
/ Jennie tOrmsby) Young during the
/ past year, reminding Us daily Of the
/ loyalty that is ever present and not
merely a tradition in that household,
now stands at half staff. Not droop-
/ ingiy but proudly il fiutters above an
| other fag-the banner Of service
with its one beautiful star Zone star
differeth from another in glory" we
read. and we believe, indeed, that For
rests star is as one of the first magni-
tude. Its glory shall not fade, nor its
brilhanee be dimmed. Not only in
the annals Of Porter Plains aud Little
Pond district, but set in a galaxy Of
other stars, il shines in the records
Of a grateful nation ever more and
none unto the perfect day.
Born April IS, 1895, in the same
house where he lately returned to die
April 29, 1919, Forrest Earl Young
grew TO boyhood and manhood on
Porter Plains, attending Little Pond
school and later Tourtellotte Memor1
ial High school. Whatever his faults
during this formative period of life
and no active young thing was ever
born without them-none can say that
his were the disagreeable sins of the
disposition. Schoolmates and teach
ers remember him as exceptionally
bright at his books. lively, engaging,
and merry, easily touched to tender
ness. and generous to a high degree.
Gloom and Forrest never existed to-
gether. and any service requested Of
him always met with cheerful and
hearty response. Never morbidly i'm
Prospective. Il is doubtful If he ever
put into words this ruling motto of
service for others. but locking back
across the few short years he was
with Us, It Is easy to recall that his
impulses were all IN that direction.
His parents will remember with what
eagerness he wished to assume some
of the responsibilities Of the family
life, and the reluctance with which
they granted his earnest request TO
break off his studies that he might do
so.
The need of his country appealed
no less strongly and, following the
family traditions, he enlisted as a vol
unteer in the air service Oct 81,
1917, at that time being employed as
a clerk with B. b. d r. Knight at
Readvile. Mass. He went from Fort
Slocum to Kelley Field, San Antonio,
Tex, and also trained on the Wilbur
Wright Field at Dayton, Ohio. From
here he was selected with limited
number Of men specially chosen for
trained and physical fitness to 90 over
seas, embarking from Garden City,
March 3, 1918. On the way across
he contracted pneumonia, from which
he recovered in England only to be-
come victim of a second attack while
helping to establish aviation bases in
the mud and water of the fields of
Flanders. This proved the beginning
of the end tubercular trouble making
rapid inroads on the exhausted vital
ity.
Besides father and mother are left
one brother. Cortland, and two sis
tiers, Miriam and Bernice, the latter
being Mrs. Eugene Strout of River
point, r. |. Two grandmothers, Mary
Tourtelotte Ormsby and Lorinda
White Young, complete the home cir
Gle.
On May Day friends and neighbors
| gathered at East Thompson Nj. Il,
church for last look at the wasted
form and features of him who was
once our light-hearted Forrest. 0w.
ing to illness Of the pastor, Mr.. Miller
the Rev. Samuel J. A. Rock of Put
nam read the age-old words Of com.
fort and faith, and spoke feelingly OF
! the uhick response to the call of duty
the voluntary service of the youth OF
| our land to maintain ideals OF liberty
and justice.
Two solos, Sometime Wen Under
stand" and Beautiful Isle Of Some
where were rendered by Mrs. LloyC
Glover. Covering the fiag-draped cas-
ket were flowers beautiful and numer
Gus, from his many friends, tbs
schools, and the Grange, large dele
CATION of the latter organization at
tending the body to the grave in Por
ter cemetery. W. n. Bates directed
and eight Thompson soldiers in uni
form were bearers. Mrs. Babbitt
with appropriate sentiments. placed 8
silk flag on his breast and, wrapped II
the colors he served so willingly. we
left the beloved form to rest while
the plaintive notes Of the bugle eeh-
oed across the green fields and bud.
ding orchards Of his dear, familiar
homeland
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