Albert Oscar Merkley

Meet Albert Oscar Merkley at 96

Albert Oscar Merkley age 18

Albert Oscar Merkley age 96


Albert was born in Schnellville,IN and was #9 out of 11 kids in a German Catholic family. He had 7 brothers and 3 sisters - two brothers died young. He was raised as a farmer and manned the fields with mules to plow. They grew tomatoes, hay and grain for their livestock. His family spoke German and they had to learn English due to change in laws where English had to be used in schools.

He went to Birdseye High School where he played High School basketball. When he turned 17, he dropped out of high school and enlisted in the Navy in May 1944. At that time 3 of his older brothers (Arthur, Ralph, Clarence ) were already in the service and he felt called to serve. His brother Gilbert then followed. Albert enlisted with the navy due to his smaller statue and the fact he did not want to do hand to hand combat. He signed up to be on a destroyer but ultimately ended up on a escort carrier ship (USS ATTU CVE 102). His ship transported planes from Hawaii or San Diego out to bigger ships in the South Pacific.

He went to Great Lakes Naval Base for boot camp and earned his GED there. He took a train to San Diego where he boarded his ship. When he first arrived the Captain was trying to “break in the farmer boys” and they made the ship rock heavily and everyone got sick. Albert said “ I got so sick I threw up my buttons!”.

Out at sea and in active duty he held 3 jobs on the ship: look out duty, battle station, and his regular duty was a Sail Maker. One time during his look out duty he noticed the ship was headed for a floating mine, he informed them and they tried to steer the ship away and he watched the mine go under the water but fortunately his quick thinking the mine just missed them.

During Battle station he was a gunner on the port side manning a Bofor 40mm anti-air craft autocannon. Although, he never knew if he actually shot down any Kamikaze planes.

Sadly, around Christmas 1944 he was informed that his oldest Brother Arthur had died in combat in France Nov 19, 1944- his remains were buried there.

In June 1945 there was a typhoon and his ship went straight through it. At one point, the captain of the ship told everyone not working to get to one side of the ship in order to keep the ship from capsizing and they were able to stay a float and with minimal damage to the ship itself despite the high waves/winds. They had to run from side to side again and again as the ship rocked. During the eye of the storm one of his shipmates climbed and retrieved their ships flag - it is now on display at Pensacola Naval Air Musuem.

The War ended Sept 2 1945 but Albert served until March 1946. When the war was over his ship was used to pick up soldiers from the islands in the Philippines and bring them back to the states. He earned 2 Battle Stars for Okinawa and Iwo Jima as his ship was deemed fastest at resupplying planes. Both stars remain very important to him.

It’s unclear of the time frame but Albert was also a boxer. It was similar to the Golden Gloves. He was a real contender in his weight class, and won many bouts.

After the war, Albert went to work at Servel Plant during the Korean War making wings for planes. He drove his 1949 green Chevy daily from Schnellville to Evansville.

He met the love of his life at the square in Jasper - the story goes that Doris was there and Albert had waved at her from the back of the car while he was riding with friends. Albert’s version: I was just swatting flies . They married in 1947.

They had 5 kids - 2 girls, 3 boys. Ended with 10 grandkids and 23 great grandkids.

After being laid off from Servel he went to work at Mead Johnson initially as janitorial services and was able to work his way to a supervisor over the tablet room and retired at 60 and moved back to his hometown of Schnellville where they build their “retirement home” on part of the his families original land. After retiring he spent his time with Doris going to Navy Reunions and managing his own garden/orchard and devoting time to Sacred Heart Catholic Church.

He is known for spending fun times with the grandchildren. Some of their memories include picking blueberries in the yard, Albert giving kids rides on Doris’s rollator in the hallways of their home and getting out all of his talking toys- big bass fish, navy singing bear, and assorted singing Christmas toys, all singing at the same time. He is famous for playing with his false teeth and turning napkins into masks during dinner.

Doris passed on Jan 1, 2012 after 64 years of marriage.

Albert now resides in Newburgh Indiana where he spends his time fishing and being with family.

Ten years from now..

Where will Tori, age 9, be ten years from now? Will she remember how she felt, what she dressed like or who her best friends were? All of these qualities make Tori unique and are little pieces of who she is and will become. 

I take my tween clients and spend a few hours filled with giggles and smiles; while I document them being who they are and what they love. Not just the outside appearance but who they are on the inside.

Ten years from now, I want her to be able to glance back and remember exactly how she looked and the young, vibrant spirit she possessed. As a photographer, I strive to take her back there.

I want her to exist in photographs. I want her be able to look at an image and go back to that day — a fun day! 

Time really does fly by too quickly. Before we know it, she will be celebrating ten years from now. She will have graduated High School, made new friends, and changed her fashion. It will all be just a memory captured in photographs. Please take the time to photograph your tweens spirit, of them being uniquely them, so they can celebrate who they were years from now! 

Contact me for a special memory and a fun day at www.osterhagephotography.com, Osterhage Photography on Facebook, or at 812-457-1436. I look forward to capturing many more beautiful souls from the inside, out. ~~Jill~~

The Gannon Family

I had the privilege of photographing the wonderful Gannon family beside a beautiful lake on a warm windy day. As Christmas approaches I can only imagine their beautiful tree going up with stocking hung by the chimney with care. Little John all snuggled up on his mommas and daddies lap reading a book about Santa bringing him his favorite digger. These are a few images from their families lifestyle session I wanted to share as the holidays approach us. Seasons greetings! 


Until I say I do...k

This photo shoot has been in the planning for some time, as a grandparents love for their granddaughters. As I wait for the call, certain tasks had to be complete. First, they had to find grandma's wedding gown. This was no easy task. Grandma had the gown stored away for safe keeping — somewhere. Now, if they could only remember where that somewhere was. After many weeks and several attempts of looking high and low we still didn't have the gown. The search continued in and out of closets and drawers. Finally, THE wedding gown was found! 

I could only imagine the joy and love the grandparents felt when opening that old tattered box from many years ago. Grandma and grandpa would be reminded of the emotions they felt the day they said, "I Do". Soon, they would see the beautiful vision of their small granddaughter slipping the gown over her head for the photo session they have been longing for.

I received the call that the elegant, old gown was ready! So, without hesitation, we set the date. Upon arriving for the session, we decided to start in the grassy area to the side of the road. The gown was revealed and it was absolutely spectacular! Grandma had gone completely out of her way to make sure every detail was precise -

from shoes, to flowers, to the beautiful veil she had once worn. 

Grandpa decided to tag along to help in any way possible, and to be an assistant to all of our girls needs. But, I think more than anything, he wasn't going to miss seeing his gorgeous little granddaughter ("Curly Sue") in that special dress his bride wore so many years ago.

Now, I had met their beautiful Curly Sue on a few occasions, but this day there was something very magical and nostalgic about her. As she carefully slipped her grandmothers gown over her head, it was like it transformed her from a little girl to a very old soul. 

As the session progressed, I could see the love that was shared so many years ago as these two became husband and wife. The memories flooded this wonderful couple's minds as they stood staring at their stunning granddaughter.

I could feel the raw emotion they felt, not only for each other, but for their sweet Curly Sue. Someday, her Prince will sweep her off her feet too and she will say, "I Do."




Boys and their toys...

I had a very important task to achieve, to make one little guy's birthday special. John's mom sent me a message saying she wanted birthday photos taken of him. 

Not just any birthday photos, but construction equipment photos! You see, his favorite thing as a 2-year-old is big powerful diggers! So, off I went on a journey to make it happen at the perfect location with the perfect equipment just for John. After many miles and hours of driving around - I finally found it! I couldn't wait to see his face light up with joy at the sight of all the huge, cool trucks. Soon, he would have the chance to run around and examine every detail of them.

Unfortunately, we started the day with a sky filled of clouds and rain. We must find a window of light to get these photos done, and make this sweet boy's dream come true. Several hours went by and then bam, the radiant sunshine started to make its way out. All I could think of was, HURRY! So, we quickly made our way to the nice casual photos with balloons and smiles. We were slowly losing sunlight as we headed to the building site. Oh my, the look on John's face as he saw all the equipment he loves! There was no stopping him! His feet couldn't go fast enough running from one spot to another, and back again, and then back to the first stop. 

John was in toy heaven! There was no denying the construction equipment was his favorite, every last bit of it. Unfortunately, with no daylight left, we had to leave. John's gratitude was undeniable. Instead of a hug and kiss goodbye from my new little friend, I had the pleasure of being surprised with a hug and a big wet lick! I would say that was the best gift of all from a boy, who for a moment, got to live out his dreams. Happy 2nd Birthday, John!