VETERAN OF THE MONTH PROGRAM
At the 75th American Legion National Convention in Pittsburgh in 1993, the American Legion passed Resolution No. 159, officially adopting the Veteran of the Month program, which honors deceased veterans and fallen warriors by flying their burial flags. Eligible honorees include deceased veterans with honorable discharges, U.S. servicemembers who died on active duty, those who remain missing in action, and civilian employees of the armed services who were granted veteran status.
The veteran's personal history and military service are profiled in advance publicity, and read at the flag raising and again at the flag-lowering service at the (first) day of the month. The service includes "Taps", along with the folding and presentation of the burial flag to a member of the deceased's family.
Post 62 performs the Veteran of the Month ceremony at the Post flag pole on the first day of each month. Just before the ceremony is to begin, the Social Quarters and the patio area is closed for the duration of the ceremony. Members and guests will need to go outside and show honor and respect to our Post 62 Family as one of their deceased military family members are being honored. Once the ceremony is over, the Social Quarters and patio will be reopened. We thank you for your cooperation.
To submit your deceased Veteran for this honor, please contact the American Legion Color/Honor Guard Captain.
1 Oct 2022 - Robert “Bob” Louis Mattingly was born October 24, 1930, deceased April 11, 2003. Wife, Doris Odell Mattingly; Children, Tony Wayne Mattingly, Larry Glenn Mattingly Sr., and Connie Lee Mattingly-Venerable. Grandchildren, Tamara Leigh Reed, Larry Glenn Mattingly Jr., and Stephanie Marie McMullen. Great-Grandchildren, Tyanna Reed, Ronnell Reed Jr., and Aidan “AJ” McMullen. Private Robert Louis Mattingly, 14, son of Mr. and Mrs. Forrest Mattingly of Owensboro, Kentucky completed Basic Training in Indianapolis, Indiana. He entered the Air Corps in 1944. Bob or “Bobby” as he was known by family spent the next two years in the US Army Air Corps 8th Air Force during the end of WWII and was honorably discharged in 1946 after the Army found out his true age when he tried to reenlist at sixteen. Private Robert L. Mattingly was an excellent soldier and flew 13 missions over Germany with his fellow B-17 crewmen. Bob didn’t talk about his time in the Air Corps much until he met his soon to be new Grandson Noah, who also is an Army Veteran. Bob originally told his family that he was a mechanic. It was later revealed to Noah by Bob what he really did in the Air Corps. Bob served as a Waist gunner on his aircraft. When Noah was asked by Stephanie, Bob’s youngest Granddaughter, Noah’s answer was that most veterans during that time didn’t talk about their experiences much especially to others that were not veterans themselves, because of shell shock or in Bob’s case, dishonesty. Because of his large stature at fourteen and then sixteen when he was discharged, he was able to play off the fact that he was, “Just a dumb kid from Kentucky.” Upon discharge, he was awarded the “Ruptured Duck” pin and several medals for his service. After he was discharged, he met the love of his life, Doris. They married and started their family. Both boys Tony and Larry were born in Kentucky. Connie was born several years later in Phoenix, Arizona. While the kids were little, they moved back and forth several times before finally settling down in the mid 1960’s in South Phoenix, AZ. Where he co-owned several glass companies with his brother William. Several of the notable structures that Bob installed glass in was the Chase Bank building when it was being built, the old “New Tower” at Phoenix Sky Harbor as well as the Cutter Aviation tower at Sky Harbor and the Budweiser distribution plant off 43rd Ave and Indian School Rd. Bob officially retired as a glazer in 1988 and moved to the Maryvale area. It is safe to say that Bob was never afraid of heights.
Shortly after his death, his wife Doris “Dot”, Larry, Connie, and her then husband Tommy moved to Peoria not too far from here. He never was a member of the American Legion, as he probably didn’t know it existed. But I guarantee if he did know, he would be alongside many of us occupying a barstool and sharing his stories while partaking in a Jim Beam and Coke.
We are grateful to have such a man, stubborn at times, but still a great man in our lives. It is an honor as his youngest Grandchild to be writing this bio on him.
Stephanie M. McMullen