Frederick H. Mann Juniopr
Headstone is incorrect. Actual rank is LCDR
US Navy Lt. Commander.
Born at Fort Sheridan, Lake County, Illinois.
Ashes scattered at sea off Pensacola, Florida on May 20, 1995 (as per his request) by his son. Due to funeral error he missed his own funeral.
He Missed His Own Funeral.
My father, Frederick H. Mann, Jr., died on Monday, May 15, 1995, at his home at 409 Bremen Avenue, Warrington, Escamba County, Florida.
I went to the funeral home handling his services the next morning with my sister, Linda Garton, and his wife, Juanita Mann. My father had expressed his wishes for his funeral service to be handled quickly, and that his body was to be cremated. He had expressed to me that he did not want to be placed in a box.
The funeral director was not particularly helpful. My father’s name was Frederick H. Mann, Jr. His father was Frederick Hans Mann. He wanted his son (my father) to carry his name, but he did not like the name Hans, so he used the initial “H”, and placed Jr., on my father’s birth certificate. The funeral director did not believe me when I told him the origin of the name, and insisted on seeing the birth certificate. I explained as I handed the director the birth certificate that his wife, daughter and son were there acknowledging the name, and that we all knew the story of his being named Jr.
I told the funeral director that my father wanted a rapid funeral, so I requested that the cremation be done that day, and a service be held the next day (Wednesday) at the Naval Air Station Chapel. I was told that Florida law required that a person be dead at least 48 hours before a cremation. I then asked for the service the following day (Thursday). The funeral director advised that he could not guarantee the cremation could be accomplished by that time. We finally settled on a memorial service for Friday, May 19, 1995.
I arrived at the chapel about a half hour prior to the service, whereupon my sister and brother-in-law came to me asking if I had a large photograph of Dad. I handed it over to my brother-in-law, who immediately delivered it to the chapel. My sister looked at me and said “Dad’s not here”.
I said, “What do you mean he’s not here?”
Linda, “They forgot to cremate him.”
Me, “What do you mean they forgot to cremate him?” “How can you forget to cremate someone?”
The memorial service was well done, and the chaplain delivered a fitting eulogy. The funeral home provided the service without charge.
So, my father missed his own funeral, and it was free. Knowing him, he was laughing from heaven. He would have seen the humor in it all.
Headstone is incorrect. Actual rank is LCDR
US Navy Lt. Commander.
Born at Fort Sheridan, Lake County, Illinois.
Ashes scattered at sea off Pensacola, Florida on May 20, 1995 (as per his request) by his son. Due to funeral error he missed his own funeral.
He Missed His Own Funeral.
My father, Frederick H. Mann, Jr., died on Monday, May 15, 1995, at his home at 409 Bremen Avenue, Warrington, Escamba County, Florida.
I went to the funeral home handling his services the next morning with my sister, Linda Garton, and his wife, Juanita Mann. My father had expressed his wishes for his funeral service to be handled quickly, and that his body was to be cremated. He had expressed to me that he did not want to be placed in a box.
The funeral director was not particularly helpful. My father’s name was Frederick H. Mann, Jr. His father was Frederick Hans Mann. He wanted his son (my father) to carry his name, but he did not like the name Hans, so he used the initial “H”, and placed Jr., on my father’s birth certificate. The funeral director did not believe me when I told him the origin of the name, and insisted on seeing the birth certificate. I explained as I handed the director the birth certificate that his wife, daughter and son were there acknowledging the name, and that we all knew the story of his being named Jr.
I told the funeral director that my father wanted a rapid funeral, so I requested that the cremation be done that day, and a service be held the next day (Wednesday) at the Naval Air Station Chapel. I was told that Florida law required that a person be dead at least 48 hours before a cremation. I then asked for the service the following day (Thursday). The funeral director advised that he could not guarantee the cremation could be accomplished by that time. We finally settled on a memorial service for Friday, May 19, 1995.
I arrived at the chapel about a half hour prior to the service, whereupon my sister and brother-in-law came to me asking if I had a large photograph of Dad. I handed it over to my brother-in-law, who immediately delivered it to the chapel. My sister looked at me and said “Dad’s not here”.
I said, “What do you mean he’s not here?”
Linda, “They forgot to cremate him.”
Me, “What do you mean they forgot to cremate him?” “How can you forget to cremate someone?”
The memorial service was well done, and the chaplain delivered a fitting eulogy. The funeral home provided the service without charge.
So, my father missed his own funeral, and it was free. Knowing him, he was laughing from heaven. He would have seen the humor in it all.
Frederick H. Mann Juniopr
Headstone is incorrect. Actual rank is LCDR
US Navy Lt. Commander.
Born at Fort Sheridan, Lake County, Illinois.
Ashes scattered at sea off Pensacola, Florida on May 20, 1995 (as per his request) by his son. Due to funeral error he missed his own funeral.
He Missed His Own Funeral.
My father, Frederick H. Mann, Jr., died on Monday, May 15, 1995, at his home at 409 Bremen Avenue, Warrington, Escamba County, Florida.
I went to the funeral home handling his services the next morning with my sister, Linda Garton, and his wife, Juanita Mann. My father had expressed his wishes for his funeral service to be handled quickly, and that his body was to be cremated. He had expressed to me that he did not want to be placed in a box.
The funeral director was not particularly helpful. My father’s name was Frederick H. Mann, Jr. His father was Frederick Hans Mann. He wanted his son (my father) to carry his name, but he did not like the name Hans, so he used the initial “H”, and placed Jr., on my father’s birth certificate. The funeral director did not believe me when I told him the origin of the name, and insisted on seeing the birth certificate. I explained as I handed the director the birth certificate that his wife, daughter and son were there acknowledging the name, and that we all knew the story of his being named Jr.
I told the funeral director that my father wanted a rapid funeral, so I requested that the cremation be done that day, and a service be held the next day (Wednesday) at the Naval Air Station Chapel. I was told that Florida law required that a person be dead at least 48 hours before a cremation. I then asked for the service the following day (Thursday). The funeral director advised that he could not guarantee the cremation could be accomplished by that time. We finally settled on a memorial service for Friday, May 19, 1995.
I arrived at the chapel about a half hour prior to the service, whereupon my sister and brother-in-law came to me asking if I had a large photograph of Dad. I handed it over to my brother-in-law, who immediately delivered it to the chapel. My sister looked at me and said “Dad’s not here”.
I said, “What do you mean he’s not here?”
Linda, “They forgot to cremate him.”
Me, “What do you mean they forgot to cremate him?” “How can you forget to cremate someone?”
The memorial service was well done, and the chaplain delivered a fitting eulogy. The funeral home provided the service without charge.
So, my father missed his own funeral, and it was free. Knowing him, he was laughing from heaven. He would have seen the humor in it all.
Headstone is incorrect. Actual rank is LCDR
US Navy Lt. Commander.
Born at Fort Sheridan, Lake County, Illinois.
Ashes scattered at sea off Pensacola, Florida on May 20, 1995 (as per his request) by his son. Due to funeral error he missed his own funeral.
He Missed His Own Funeral.
My father, Frederick H. Mann, Jr., died on Monday, May 15, 1995, at his home at 409 Bremen Avenue, Warrington, Escamba County, Florida.
I went to the funeral home handling his services the next morning with my sister, Linda Garton, and his wife, Juanita Mann. My father had expressed his wishes for his funeral service to be handled quickly, and that his body was to be cremated. He had expressed to me that he did not want to be placed in a box.
The funeral director was not particularly helpful. My father’s name was Frederick H. Mann, Jr. His father was Frederick Hans Mann. He wanted his son (my father) to carry his name, but he did not like the name Hans, so he used the initial “H”, and placed Jr., on my father’s birth certificate. The funeral director did not believe me when I told him the origin of the name, and insisted on seeing the birth certificate. I explained as I handed the director the birth certificate that his wife, daughter and son were there acknowledging the name, and that we all knew the story of his being named Jr.
I told the funeral director that my father wanted a rapid funeral, so I requested that the cremation be done that day, and a service be held the next day (Wednesday) at the Naval Air Station Chapel. I was told that Florida law required that a person be dead at least 48 hours before a cremation. I then asked for the service the following day (Thursday). The funeral director advised that he could not guarantee the cremation could be accomplished by that time. We finally settled on a memorial service for Friday, May 19, 1995.
I arrived at the chapel about a half hour prior to the service, whereupon my sister and brother-in-law came to me asking if I had a large photograph of Dad. I handed it over to my brother-in-law, who immediately delivered it to the chapel. My sister looked at me and said “Dad’s not here”.
I said, “What do you mean he’s not here?”
Linda, “They forgot to cremate him.”
Me, “What do you mean they forgot to cremate him?” “How can you forget to cremate someone?”
The memorial service was well done, and the chaplain delivered a fitting eulogy. The funeral home provided the service without charge.
So, my father missed his own funeral, and it was free. Knowing him, he was laughing from heaven. He would have seen the humor in it all.
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Korea
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Actually ashes scattered at sea.
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