Bob, the old Marshall must have been one tough old bird. When he walked the Boone Wilderness Road the second time for the Bicentennial he was 69 yrs old and Ivey Moore who was the oldest living Eagle scout
at the time walked with him and Mr. Moore was 72. I wish I could have met the old Marshall, he was quite
a guy! Jerry
Jerry,
He was a relic straight out of the pages of American history and I remember the first time I saw him at the Spring Shoot at Friendship in 1965.I had a small display of locks and triggers on a folding table at the corner of the Sheepshed and was about half asleep and
this fellow set a cup of black coffee on the table and said "Wake up,I've wanted to meet you for a long time".I looked up into the face of a man who just stepped out of a time long past.During a long conversation I found out he was sleeping in his car and I thought that was a bad idea.I told him I had a room in a fine home in the village tat was owned by a widow named Hulda Linkmeyer,one of the German women who was part of a church group that did the cooking in the club house.I DO MISS those ladies and those marvelous meals.
I went to the kitchen and asked Hulda if a friend from Carthage,Missouri could share my room.It had two beds and she said ,Ja,and I handed her $5. I told Ralph he had a bed in a fine home and he didn't know what to think.Later that night we sat up and talked about a wide variety of things.He asked me if I traveled armed and I said yes and showed him my Smith&Wesson 1950 Target 44 Special which I still own.He allowed as to how that was one of the finest pistols he had ever had in his hand.We discussed reloading and he asked me if I knew where any 10 gauge brass cases could be had for a Greener he owned and I told him "maybe".
The next morning we had a fine breakfast in the club house and it was German cooking at its best.
Over the years I talked with him on the phone and I have several letters from him,written in pencil.
Getting back to the 10 gauge brass,E.M.Farris had two boxes and I bought them and mailed them to Ralph and I got a call from him and he wanted to pay me for them and I told him I had "lost" the bill and not to worry..He grumbled a bit but thanked me for being kind to him.
I think about Marshal Hooker every so often and I have a letter from his daughter,June laying here now telling me how much she appreciated telling her about how I met her father and she I know that you were one of his special friends.That letter is a treasure to me because there will NEVER be another Marshal R.L.Hooker.
Thanks for your note and it brought back memories of a man and a time long gone.
Bob Roller