When State Trooper Kelly had come into the Historical Society several weeks ago she left with a stack of papers pertaining to the family of Cpl McEvoy. We had learned his two children had since died and their obituaries named their children, grandchildren of Cpl. McEvoy.
Since her goal was to get as much information on this State Trooper, and perhaps a good picture of him to place on the Wall of Honor, she wanted to contact one of them . . . and she did! She telephoned his grandson, Terry, and left a message on his answering machine. Before she was able to contact him again he had googled his grandfather’s name and came up with my previous blogs and sent me an e-mail.
We then knew the family was interested and Kelly called him and set up an appointment to go visit him. The date was set for June 9th and she invited me to go along. There was not a question in my mind!
Monday, June 9th:
Cpl McEvoy’s Grandson:
We located his address on a map and headed out to the Northern part of the county to meet Cpl McEvoy’s grandson. This was the next step and Kelly was as excited as I was. When we arrived, he invited us in and we introduced ourselves (although Kelly needed no introduction since she was in uniform!) We sat and explained what we had done and what Kelly wanted to do for his grandfather. He told us that the family had no idea where he had been buried since his grandmother had died shortly after his grandfather, leaving his father an orphan at 9 years of age!
Terry shared some wonderful pictures of his grandfather with us and I am sharing them with you, the reader of this blog, with his permission. The picture at the top of this post shows Cpl McEvoy on his horse. At the time the picture was taken he was the 30th Trooper stationed out of the Pottsville Barracks. How did we know that?
Pennsylvania State Police Historical Society:
The picture above shows the number “30” and the letter “C” before it. The “C” was the Troop stationed at the Pottsville Barracks and the “30” was his number that was assigned to him when he reported to the Pottsville Barracks. When and if he left, he’d assume the next available number at the new Barracks and leave “30” behind for the next person who reported. He would take his horse, however.
. . . and where did I learn all of that? In Hershey at The Pennsylvania State Police Historical, Educational and Memorial Center! After we left Terry’s home we headed to the State Police Academy and the PSP site listed above. The Museum was well worth the trip, but the information I learned from the woman there was priceless! I also learned that the hat Cpl McEvoy is wearing on the picture below was fashioned in the style of Teddy Roosevelt’s Rough Riders and hence is called, yes, a “Rough Rider Hat!”
Kelly had a packet of the paperwork, census records, marriage license, obituaries and various newspaper accounts and gave it to the Historical Society, along with the pictures she had just received by his grandson. They are the only pictures the Historical Society has.
The picture of his family was taken in 1914 when his son, Shea, was a baby. Shea is in the lap of his older sister, Martha.
Pennsylvania State Police Academy:
After we left the Historical Society we drove up the driveway to the front of the Offices for the Academy. Outside of the building is a beautiful memorial wall which lists all of the Troopers who died in the line of duty. McEvoy’s name is in the first column.
We took a short tour of the building to see the wall inside that has a short bio and a picture (if available) of each Trooper named on this wall. There is only a silhouette for Cpl. McEvoy presently, but there soon will be one with the pictures that were given to the Archives today!
. . . and the best picture of all! Ben F. McEvoy had another life outside of the Pennsylvania State Police. We all do, so it came as no surprise. What was a surprise was what he did. The picture below shows Ben with his Violin. Yes, he was a Violinist!
What a great picture of a man who’s life was cut so short!
Stay tuned for Chapter 4!