Fascinating story is my ancestor who ended up at Fort Monroe at the end of the Civil War. I was born and raised here, started doing genealogy, and found a relative who served in the Civil War. Samuel Sawyer’s fascinating story is that he served from the beginning of the war to the end. He was in all the major battles including the Bloody Angle, Gettysburg, Cold Harbor, and his 32nd NC Regiment came furtherest north to capture the capital. Col. Brabble bragged of the regiment’s bravery at Gettysburg and Robert E. Lee issued the Regiment with the 2nd Flag of the Confederacy because, “they were most worthy of carrying it”. Just days before the end of the war, Samuel was wounded and captured at Petersburg where he lost his right arm. He was sent to Fort Monroe May 17, 1865 and discharged on taking oath July 9, 1865. Upon, discovering this, I took my kids to tour Fort Monroe and enjoyed all of it. There was so much I had never known. The history here needs to be told. We are the beginning of America from Jamestown to the American Revolution, the Civil War, the Military & Shipyards, and beyond.
We were moved here to Hampton, VA when my father was stationed at Fort Monroe. My childhood was spent at baseball games my father umpired on the field where the new bowling alley was built and basketball games he refereed at the Y. Sitting up on the balcony in the Y, looking down on the game was exciting. My fondest memories involve the Chamberlain Hotel. My father was also the bartender in the small bar to the left as you entered the hotel from the staircase side of the building. Sitting on the bar stool, legs tucked under me so I could reach the Maraschino cherries and eating them till I was a little ill on the stomach. The NCO pool were we would swim, play and make friends all day. The hospital, where I went through years of allergy shots because of a reaction I had to a bee sting so many years ago. I still enjoy visiting the Fort, dining at the Deadrise and visiting the Chamberlain for happy hour with the Residents. It is still a place full of happy memories for me.
I was born at the post hospital on March 9, 1948 and soon baptized at St Mary’s Star Of The Sea. My first home was the NCO quarters beside the Rectory. My father was career Army. We then left when my father was posted to Hong Kong but returned to Ft Monroe on his return. We lived on Pratt St until we were posted to Patch Barracks in Germany. Again on return to Ft Monroe we lived at 23 Murray St until my father retired in 1962. We then moved to Newport News while my father worked a civilian job at Ft Eustis, but returned to Hampton for me to be a part of the first class to graduate with 3 years at Kecoughtan High School. Many of my classmates were friends and kids who still lived at Ft Monroe. Growing up at Fort Monroe, and in the army in general, had to be the greatest experience a kid could have. I have an amazing amount of memories and stories of living on the post. My first marriage was even held at St Marys. And believe me when I say the history of the post has never been lost on me and provided a huge basis for my patriotism and love of country. This upbringing served me well during my own service during Viet Nam and during my multiple careers afterwards.
As an “Army Brat” I was lucky enough to spend my final 2 years of High School living at 36 Ruckman Rd,, inside the moat just adjacent to the beautiful Chapel of the Centurion. Loved the fact that according to a “Ghosts of Ft Monroe” pamphlet, our quarters had been reported as haunted in the past; and in particular my bedroom, upstairs at the back of the house. Never saw a ghost myself, but loved being part of that history! Hope Hampton residents continue to maintain this historic site.
Stationed there from 1986 to 1991. Remember doing PT runs on the sea wall, past the NCO club and onto Dog Beach. We played soccer inside the moat for PT. Easter sunrise services were held in Continental Park with the sun coming up on the Chesapeake. I was in the CG’s (Gen Foss) Command Planning Group that had our offices in the first floor rooms of the old Chamberlin hotel along with the many liaison officers. We climbed out of our windows onto the roof to watch the US Navy battleships come back for the last time from the Gulf War. Great memories of people, events, and a very historic post! Feel so special to have a part in its history.
I was born on Fort Monroe when it was still and active army fortress. I lived all around the world and returned to the area more than once. My oldest sister was married at the Chapel of the Centurian, and I worked for Fort Monroe Credit Union for many years. Last summer I returned to the area to visit my folks, and it was my first visit to the fortress since it had been decommissioned. I was glad to see her still in good shape and am hopeful for her future.
Please take good care of this beautiful piece of history!
My father (USAF, Sr. Master Seargent) was stationed at Fort Monroe when I was a child. Fort Monroe is the first home I remember and I have many fond memories. Courtesy of Google Earth I was able to pin-point precisely where our house was…..pretty cool! The rich history of the Fort, the beautiful beaches, the ghost stories, the many trees my brother and I would climb on our way back from the PX where we would get a snack and spend the day wandering around the base. My first school was just down the block where Mrs. Flemming was my kindergarten teacher. My father’s office was around the corner and the NCO Wive’s club where my mother was the president wasn’t far. My big sister was married on base to a Marine whose father was in the Army, best man was in the Navy and one of the groomsmen was in the Coast Guard…….extreme military wedding!
What a great page. Brought back so many memories of my time there. My father was an E-8 assigned to TRADOC from 1972 through 1979. We lived at 23 Murray St. across from the Corps of Engineers building. My Mother was obsessed with winning “Yard of the Month”
We rode our bikes everywhere in the summer. I learned to swim and rollerskate at the YMCA. The Y had a “Summer Fun Club”. We sold candy to raise funds for it in the spring. Then during summer vacation, we would be taken on trips to places like Bush Gardens, Kings Dominion as well as historic places like Jamestown, Yorktown and Williamsburg.
There were always plenty of activities for the “brats” including soccer and baseball leagues. We also had a movie theater and of course the beach.
My first dog is buried in the pet cemetery on top of the moat.
I have so many fond memories of such a special place.
My ancestor, Jonathan C. Caudill, was imprisoned and died at Fort Monroe during the Civil War. He was with the 22nd North Carolina Infantry in Company F.
Since my ancestors played a part in the history of Fortress Monroe,I’m looking forward to visiting in May 2016. I’m reviewing my DAR and other family records so I have the facts correctly positioned. Hope to see everything soon.