APRIL 1, 2003
Smoke Signals 3
War continued from front page
stayed for seven months. During the
911 attacks, the group was securing
the Los Angeles harbor. The group,
which is busy now patrolling the Cali
fornia coast, won't be deployed again
until after November, according to
Norton.
But the Middle East is definitely in
Tony's future, according to his mom.
He told her, 'It's not a matter of if,
but when we're going. We'll be back
there just to keep the peace."
Tribal member and E-4 Specialist
Frank Grammer, training at the
Dallas Na
t i o n a 1
Guard Ar
mory at
press time,
will be at
Fort
Lewis,
for in
tensive training by
the time
you read
this.
Then, as his wife, Marsha, under
stands it, hell be shipped out with the
rest of his engineering battalion to,
well, nobody is saying yet, but every
body is guessing it's the same place.
Grammer is a specialist in demolition.
"He's proud to go over there and
serve his country," Marsha Grammer
said of her husband, but the couple
found out that Marsha was pregnant
just as the National Guard troop put
him on standby for orders.
"He doesn't want to leave us but he
has to," Marsha said. "I don't want
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Frank Grammer
him to go but he's got to do what he's
got to do. I support him," she said.
Marsha is an enrolled member of the
Standing Rock Sioux.
He's also leaving two step-sons be
hind: Robin, 14, and Bradley, 12.
Tribal member and E-4 Specialist
Frank Hostler II shipped out last
month from the National Guard Ar
mory in Albany, and is now at Fort
Carson, Colorado, according to his
mom Linda Bean Olson and wife,
Laurie. As part of an engineering
group, Hostler was first set to build
quarters in Turkey, but that ultimately
fell through. His training is in heavy
equipment and explosives.
"I told him to 'keep your hand down,
Son. You've got a wife and kids.'" said
Olson. "Frank's the kind of guy who
volunteers for everything."
In peace
time, Hos
tler works
for Salem
Parks and
and
in the
winter
months,
he attends
Chemeketa
Commu
nity College.
His background also includes for
estry and firefighting with the Tribes'
Natural Resources Department.
Hostler joined the Navy out of high
school and served three years before
returning home and joining the Re
serves. "We're all really proud of him for go-
E-4 Specialist
Frank Hostler II
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Arch Bly
ing and doing
this," she con
tinued. "It's
hard on (the
children) as
well. It's differ
ent around the
house. It's not
normal any
more. We used
to come home
and fix dinner
and sit around
the table and
talk about our
day. That's
where we had
our lamily
time." She held back tears as she
added, "That's gone now."
Tribal member Arch Bly had been
an enlisted man since 1982. In 2002,
he was commissioned as a chief war
rant officer.
"Under orders to be anyplace in the
world at any time," according to Roger
Bly, his dad, who with his wife, Tribal
member Betty Bly, live in Elder Hous
ing, "he's the officer in charge of certi
fying naval ships for the Tomahawk
missiles."
"I train and certify warships going
over," said Senior Chief Arch Bly from
his base now "in the Pacific North
west." The drill includes 17 weeks of
training, he said.
For the current hostilities, he has
certified four ships now in service in
the Persian Gulf: USS Rodney M.
Davis, USS Ingraham, the USS Bridge
and USS Camden, each carrying up
to 700 crew members.
"Nobody enjoys war," said Arch Bly.
"We do our job to the best of our abil-
ity. Nobody in the military enjoys it.
But this is our job. This is what we're
trying to do and we do it the best we
can."
Bly's personal decorations include
four Navy Commendation Medals,
three Navy Achievement Medals and
numerous campaign and service
awards.
Tribal member and Private Ira
TInrrisnn.
Woolf is a I
personnel
clerk at Fort
Bliss in El
Paso, Texas,
according to
his mom,
Nonie Woolf
(Yakama),
herself a
Public
Health Ser
vice Officer,
which is a
branch of the uniformed (not military)
forces, from their home in Browning,
Montana.
"He's pushing paper," she said, "and
you know, we're kind of glad because
some of his friends are paratroopers
and they're headed for Kuwait."
The last time they spoke was before
the hostilities began and at that time,
said Woolf, "he's adjusting to being on
his own." He took Basic Training at
Fort Jackson in South Carolina from
August-October, 2001. "He's more
comfortable making his own decisions.
He's pretty proud of being able to buy
a new car for himself. That's where
he's at."
Harrison-Woolf is the grandson of
Tribal Elder Kathryn Harrison.
Private
Ira Harrison-Woolf
Davidson's Reopen Popular Eyvette's Brookside Cafe
Eyvette's continued from front page
Lucien, and badly injured his wife, knew the family not just for their out
Eyvette, and son, Benjamin and rageous omelet's and homemade
himself - with a far away look on bread, but also for their loving family
his face. It's almost like he
is reliving the experience
before his eyes as he de
scribes those terrifying mo
ments when his life changed
forever.
"I didn't know Eyvette was
alive until she came around
my side with the
firefighter," said Davidson.
The family was returning
home from a shopping trip
to McMinnville when their
1997 GMC Suburban sud
denly burst into flames on
Highway 18. Investigators
determined that the cause of
the fire was a mix of chlo
rine and cleaner. Both items
were purchased on the trip
and placed in the back of the car
with everything else. They mixed,
said investigators, and that mix
turned deadly in an instant.
"In 25 years of police work, I've
never seen anything like this," said
Oregon State Police Lt. Dale
Rutledge at the time.
The Davidson family owns and op
erates a very popular landmark res
taurant in the area know as
"Eyvette's Brookside Cafe." The
closeness of the community and the
popularity of the family made the
event that claimed the lives of their
children even more tragic. People
and the fact that the family home
schooled their kids and that the chil
dren frequently brightened the restau
rant with their presence.
A Remembrance Service for J anesse
and Lucien was held in Grand Ronde
on Saturday, July 13. The service
was well attended by Tribal members,
locals and people who just wanted to
pay their respects. Lucien was remem
bered for his love of the Green Bay
Packers, the Portland TrailBlazers
and collecting Hot Wheels. Janesse
was remembered for being artistic, lov
ing and thoughtful. At the service, a
local man who asked not to be identi
fied recalled how he and his wife had
broken down on the highway near the
restaurant. He said that when he got
coffee to take back to the car while they
waited for help - Janesse of
fered to let the man use her
prized Easter basket to carry
his coffee in. He remembered
that gift of generosity and
wanted the family to know
he remembered.
Despite the fact that the
surviving members of the
Davidson family faced years
of recovery from their burns,
the idea of closing the restau
rant never came up. The
Davidson's family rallied and
came from various parts of
the country to keep the busi
ness open. Eyvette's sister
Sherene came from Wash
ington to take over day-today
operations of the restau
rant. Tiffany Justen came from Ha
waii, Travis and Lane Justen came
from Florida and many family mem
bers made their way in and
out to help while Loren,
Eyvette and Benjamin re
covered at Portland's
Legacy Emanuel Hospital's
Burn Unit.
On a recent visit to the
restaurant, Eyvette and
Loren were cooking away in
the kitchen - although they
did say they are a little
slower now. They wear
bandages covering the
worst of the burns. They have to
take breaks to get away from the
heat of the stove.
"We still have surgeries," said
Eyvette. "So we still have to go to
Portland for that."
Now, it is time for the family to
get back to the business of running
their restaurant. They don't want
to talk about what happened to
strangers, but they want everyone
to know how much they appreciated
the support that came their way
from the community who helped
keep their business open while they
were away. The best way to sup
port the family as they try to piece
their lives back together is to come
and eat. Come into the restaurant
and eat. And laugh. Tell stories,
jokes. Don't expect them to stand
on display they won't. But come
and eat.
Now it is time to heal and remem
ber. If that kind of healing is pos
sible, then now is the time.
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