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Benjamin Harrison Tatman
Benjamin Harrison Tatman
February 27, 1880 March 28, 1960
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star;
And one clear call for me!
And may there be
no moaning of the Bar
When I put out to sea.
for tho’ from out our bourns
of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot --
face to face,
When I have crost the bar.
Tennyson
Services from Patterson-James Chapel
2:00 p.m.
Thursday, Mar. 31, 1960
Officiating, Rev. Lloyd C. Kellams
Attendants: Donald Klunder, Robert Klunder, Gerald Klunder, Dale Klunder
Family Lot: Elmwood Cemetery
{Submitter comment: Benjamin Tatman was the son of John Wesley Tatman and Mary Jane Freeman Tatman}
Unknown;
Carper Tatman
Carper Tatman
CARPER TATMAN
Born State of Iowa December 29, 1874.
Passed away Duarte, California, January 26, 1961.
Services: Temple and LaGorge Chapel 3:00 p.m., January 28, 1961
The Rev. E. Alexander Gray, First Methodist Church, Monrovia, California
Soloist: Norman Bohgleen. Organist: Joseph S. McLees
Entombment: Mountain View Mausoleum, Altadena, California
{Submitter comment: Carper Tatman was the son of Benjamin Tatman and Mary Jane Freeman Tatman. He married Bessie Krsek. Carper was my great-uncle.}
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John Wesley Tatman
John Wesley Tatman was born Aug. 2d, 1841, in Hocking county, Ohio, where he resided until the breaking out of the war of the rebellion, when he at the first call for volunteers, left his home and enlisted in Company M, 11th Penna. Cavalry for three months. At the expiration of his 3 months term of enlistment, he re-enlisted for 3 years or during the war. He was a brave and fearless soldier, always at his post of duty following his regiment in all the important battles around Richmond and the James River and was present and witnessed the memorable battle between the Merrimac and Monitor. He was severely wounded in a skirmish at the Bermuda Hundred, April 15, 1863 and carried a minie ball in his bosom until the day of his death. In 1865 he came west and settled near Blairstown where he became acquainted with Mary J. Freeman, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Patrick Freeman, to whom he was married Nov. 19, 1866. They made their home here or near here most of the time, apart of the time in this city (Belle Plaine). He served one term as city marshal after which he bought a farm east of town and resided there until last March when they removed to Franklin county, Iowa. Mr. Tatman became sick soon after his arrival on his Franklin county farm and thinking he could get better with medical treatment came here and made his home temporarily with his daughter Mrs. Bert Meeker. His hopes of regaining health were vain and on Monday night June 24, 1895, he closed his eyes in death. John Tatman was a man of strong will and energy. He was a good soldier, citizen, husband and father. He leaves to mourn his loss a widow and nine children. His funeral occurred Wednesday June 26th at 2 p.m. from the Congregational Church, conducted by Rev. R. W. Milner, after which his comrade veterans buried the remains according to Grand Army rites. The funeral was largely attended. The procession was headed by the veterans and members of the G.A.R. from this city and neighborhood, who marched in military order with the dirge of muffled drums, to the city of the dead at Oak Hill where the mortal part of a brave man were deposited to await the further orders of the Great Commander. In the funeral discourse Rev. Milner made the statement that the greatest earthly praise he could give a man was that he was a good soldier. This John Tatman was. In 1863 he was struck in the right arm by a minie ball, which passed clear through that member into his body. The wound healed but the ball was not removed and the exact location of it was not known. When he became so ill he naturally thought it resulted from this bullet. Less than a year ago he was examined for life insurance and the questions and examination made averred that no trouble had ever arisen from this foreign body and great interested attached to the certain knowledge of the cause of his taking off. An autopsy was therefore performed by Drs. Cox and Murch, and the suspicions of physicians were confirmed by the discovery of a severe cancer of the liver and stomach. The rifle ball, large as it was, was found imbedded in one lung where he had carried it for over thirty years. The organ was perfectly sound and healthy in all parts about it showing that it had no effect whatever upon his health. The minie ball was displayed at the funeral and will be treasured by the family. Thus falls another of our Nations Grand defenders. Dead, did you say? Yes dead to physical suffering and mental pain but still alive in memory of the honoring multitude, who remember the years of carnage, rough fare, weary marches and facing of death dealing shot and shell, through which they passed, that we might now enjoy a united and peaceful nation. Someone has said, “Heroes never die.” The “Boys in Blue” are heroes of no mean degree and so long as America shall stand their memory will be held dear and the infame live, the pattern of noble fortitude and patriotism most worth of
{Submitter comment: Newspaper source unknown. John Wesley Tatman was my great-grandfather.}
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