Our Legacy, Our Life-line
Honoring the Extraordinary Service Provided
by the Roberson Men
Written by guest author Darlene Dunmeyer Roberson
Sixty plus years ago, a decision was made by a teenage boy to leave the fields of Florida and join the United States Navy. He knew nothing about the world outside of Jasper, Florida. But he knew that whatever was on the other side of Jasper had to be better than picking cotton.
Oscar Roberson, the son of a sharecropper, was born on March 17, 1926. His education would extend to the third grade. Oscar’s decision to join the military would take him to places he could only dream of and introduce him to people he could only read about. Back then, jobs in the military for people of color were limited to cooks and drivers. Since Oscar enlisted without a driver’s license, he was sure to be a cook.
After serving 4 years in the Navy, Oscar decided to cross branches and enlist in the Marine Corps. His military journey took him to World War II and the Vietnam War. He served state side and overseas. He worked in galleys and drove Generals and their families around. He served his country honorably for over twenty-two years.
Because of his success in the military, Oscar touted with pride his love of the military and his country, enticing his children to follow suit, but at a higher level. Oscar Roberson, you were perfect in your passion. I salute you!
Operation Desert Shield/Desert Storm
– Broadened Opportunity for Officer Selection and Training (BOOST) Program
Operation Desert Fox, Operation Desert Storm, Operation Enduring Freedom
The legacy continues: His Grandson
Operation Iraqi Freedom
Operation Enduring Freedom
The future: His Grandson
To the Veterans in my life, I salute you!
To My Marines:
From the Halls of Montezuma To the Shores of Tripoli; We fight our country’s battles In the air, on land and sea; First to fight for right and freedom And to keep our honor clean; We are proud to claim the title of United States Marine.
To my Airman:
Off we go into the wild sky yonder, Keep the wings level and true; If you’d live to be a grey-haired wonder Keep the nose out of the blue!
To my Sailor / “Chop”:
Anchors Aweigh, my boys
Farewell to college joys
We sail at break of day, ‘ay ‘ay ‘ay
|To my heart, my Soldier:First to fight for the right, And to build the Nation’s might, And The Army Goes Rolling Along. Proud of all we have done, Fighting till the battle’s won, And the Army Goes Rolling Along.|
|Then it’s hi! hi! hey! The Army’s on its way. Count off the cadence loud and strong; For where’er we go, You will always know That The Army Goes Rolling Along.|