Note: This is a reprint of an article published years ago on Junction City’s BSA Troop 117, the first African American scout troop in Kansas. This article was written by Susan Franzen.
This article was originally published in The Daily Union on Feb. 20, 2000.
About a month ago, James F. Warren
sent me a picture dated February 1938, showing Boy Scout Troop 117. While lettering at the bottom of the
photograph listed the names and stated that the troop was sponsored by “Luke
Steed” American Legion Post 159, Warren said this was the post in Junction City
made up mostly of Buffalo Soldiers. The
legion commander and past commander were among those pictured, but the
representation from the Ninth Cavalry Regiment included a white officer, Major
Limbocker, and the director of the Ninth Cavalry Band, WO Clarke. The Scout committee was a joint effort by men
from Junction City and Fort Riley.
Warren said
he believes the story of the only black Boy Scout troop in Kansas is something
that should be part of the lore of the Buffalo Soldiers. The retired sergeants who lived in Junction
City, as well as those on active duty at Fort Riley, were inspiring fathers and
citizens. The dignitity of these men
encouraged the youths to show personal honor and compassion as well as worldly
achievement. The Scout troop was the
most concrete example of their concern for the younger generation. Because Warren has kept in touch with many
members of Troop 117, he was able to give me names and phone numbers of
several, including assistant Scout Master William (Potsy) Hurd Jr.
While
serving as assistant Scout Master, “Potsy” Hurd joined the Rifle and Pistol
team at Fort Riley. He was one of three
men representing Fort Riley in the national marksmanship competition for
military personnel. In the qualifying
championship at Fort Riley, he placed third, behind two white soldiers from the
Second Cavalry. But in the national
contest, he placed first overall, winning the “Fort Bliss Trophy.” The traveling trophy he brought with him back
to Fort Riley bore the names, regiments and posts of all previous winners. The engraving clearly showed that Hurd was
not only the first winner from Fort Riley, he was also the first from any black
unit. It is not hard to imagine how
proud the Boy Scouts were to have such a leader.
Capt. Hurd,
who was Pvt. Hurd in 1938 and only a few years older than the Scouts he led,
was known to be from a proud Ninth Cavalry family. Both his father and uncle had served as officers
during World War I. The uncle, Robert
Porter Hurd, fought with such courage that he was awarded the Croix de Guere by
the French government.
In those
days, there was no lack of combat veterans from World War I and the Spanish
American War among the retired Ninth Cavalrymen in Junction City. Warren heard many of their stories on front
porches, at the barber shop and especially at the ROTC camp where he and his
friends shined shoes. Retired soldiers
were their supervisors. “The stories
were usually humorous and sometimes exaggerated. There were a couple of sergeants who usually
exaggerated, and there were some good old barbershop arguments about who did
what.”
For Warren,
who lived in Junction City with his mother and grandparents, the retired sergeants
were role models as well as story tellers.
Sgt. Scott, Sgt. Lallis and Sgt. Barbour were three he recalled with
special fondness. Leo Scott was the same
age as Jim Warren, so he spent a lot of time with the Scott family. The Lallis brothers, Jack, Phil and Alonzo,
were all outstanding athletes. Growing
up, Warren was particularly impressed with Phil Lallis, who lettered in three
sports for four years in high school—a total of twelve letters. Warren admired Sgt. Barbour because he raised
several sons by himself after his wife died and “they all turned out great.”
The
extended family aspect of the black community of the 1930’s is something that
many recall with nostalgia. Warren’s
memory is “All the elders in Junction City were surrogate parents. Any of them would call my parents if they saw
us doing wrong.” The sergeants also took
the young boys fishing with them in Clarke’s Creek or Three-mile Creek.
By joining
the Scout troop, Warren also got to know the sergeants who were still on active
duty, for several of them were on the Scout committee. One of these was Norris Gregory Sr., the
committee chairman. Norris Gregory Jr.,
believed uniting the boys from Junction City and those from Fort Riley was one
of the most valuable things the Scout troop accomplished. While Fort Riley children went to school in
Junction City from kindergarten through high school in those days, the
activities of the Boy Scout troop provided an opportunity for building friendships
and teamwork. The camaraderie served
them well in high school and college sports and lasted throughout life for
many.
One aspect
of the troop that was treasured in many recollections was its diversity. Not only did it bring together Junction City
and Fort Riley youths, but it taught boys of from ages 11 to 16 to work
together. They were also proud of the
multiracial aspect of the group. Warren was quite sure that Clarence Saunders
and the Murphy brothers were Filipino in spite of their names. In fact, their fathers were African-American,
but they looked like their Filipina mothers.
He believed Scout master Don Mosley was Native American, through he
could not tell which tribe. Both Hurd
and Warren proclaimed proudly the Sgt. Scott was “full blood Cherokee” with a
strong resemblance to Cherokee Chief Loco.
Perhaps one
of the most ironic aspects of the troop, which was made up of poor, black
youths in a segregated society, was that the military sponsorship gave the
scouts opportunities that few other troops enjoyed. This fact alone made them feel special. Few, if any, of the families had access to
cars, so the Scout committee made arrangements for an army truck to come to
each Scout’s house to pick him up and drive him to the meeting at Fort Riley. They enjoyed cocoa and donuts for refreshments. When the troop met in the West Riding Hall,
the Scouts were allowed to ride the horses around the track. The regiment provided food, transportation
and tents so they could attend camps and jamborees. They were exposed to a group of men who cared
for them and had high expectations for them. “Get an education and keep up your grades,”
was a phrase they often heard from Scout masters. It must have made an impression because six
members of the troop graduated from college and most of the others were
successful in whatever line of work they chose.
Most, if not all, served in World War II because they graduated from
high school while the war was going on.
All of the
former scouts I reached said they believed their experience in Troop 117 had
been a vital influence in their lives, but each had a different impression of
what it did for him. Jim Warren thought
it was Scouting itself that was important.
It gave him a permanent appreciation of the outdoors, cooking over a
camp fire, pitching tents, blazing a trail, finding your way back, flag
signals, Morse code, woodcarving, outdoor games and sports that developed
cooperation. His favorite activities
were night hikes. For him, the teamwork
developed on the football field enabled him to effectively organize civil right
activities in Junction City High School and years later, in Civil Rights with
the Colorado Civil Rights Commission, Equal Economic Opportunities Commission
and the Office of Federal Contract Compliance.
Richard
Wells, the youngest member of the troop, said he thought he learned
“soldiering” from the Scouts. They
pitched their tents in rows and submitted to military discipline and
drill. They developed athletic ability
and leadership. He admired his soldier
leaders so much that he wanted to join the Ninth Cavalry. Instead , he served with a black company in
the invasion of Germany in 1945 and took ROTC when he went to college on the
G.I. Bill. After he was commissioned, he
spent five years on active duty, including service with an artillery unit in
Korea, and served 27 years in the reserves.
Norris
Gregory Jr. stressed a different aspect of Scouting. It taught him to be trusting and
trustworthy. It gave him experience with
democracy. By being treated with respect
he learned to treat others with respect, gained self-confidence, learned public
speaking and developed leadership qualities.
He made use of these skills and attitude as a teacher in Topeka and San
Bernadino, California. He was elected to
the San Bernadino City Council and served from 1968 to 1975.
John
Murphy, whose father retired from the military in 1938 and moved his family to
California, was the most surprise to receive a call about the Boy Scout
troop. He had been the troop’s bugler. “I didn’t play the bugle, I played the slide
trombone. Most likely he was drafted as
bugler. Reveille wouldn’t sound quite
right on a slide trombone.
Murphy’s
recollections about music bring out another aspect of life in the 1930’s at
Fort Riley. There were two jazz bands in
the Ninth Cavalry, as well as the military band that marched. Since the married band members lived in the
small area known as Rileyville, the children were surrounded by musicians. One was an especially close friend of the
Murphys, which inspired John’s parents to seek a musical education for their
sons. While John played trombone, his
brother Joe played saxophone. “Poor as
we were our parents paid for instruments and music lessons for a couple of
years.”
John Murphy
was the scout who remembered riding horses.
He also told about rounding up the stray dogs at Fort Riley to hunt
jackrabbits through the hills. They had
no guns, so the youths ran down the rabbits.
In an economy where a chicken on Sunday was the major meat for the week,
the young hunters were proud of putting meat on the table. When asked what he learned in Scouts, Murphy
replied, “I learned to be prepared and to help people.” According to Warren, John Murphy has
expressed his concern for others through out his life. Warren recalls that Murphy made a special
stop at Fort Riley to put flowers on his mother’s grave because he’d promised
her he would. Character made up of many
acts that few people know.
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