DARRIN RAY SCHAPPERT
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And Then There were two
Darrin was born August 1st,1969 at St. Lukes Hospital in Cedar Rapids, Ia.and has lived an interesting life.
He attended Garfield Elementary, Franklin Jr. High, and Washington High Schools, all in Cedar Rapids, Iowa, After graduating from high school he joined the Army reserves and was sent to Fort Benning, Georgia for his basic training. After completing his training and returning home he would say I never want to see that red clay again. (the ground at Fort Benning was all red clay) As time passed the Army had an opening for Jump School and yes that sounded like just the thing Darrin would do, so he volunteered. Now, where was Jump School? It was at Fort Benning and all that red clay. However, this time Darrin wasn't doing pushups in that red clay. This time he was jumping out of airplanes. Altogether Darrin jumped out of five perfectly good airplanes.
As a civilian, Darrin took a crack at being a mechanic and took his training for that in Des Moines. Then worked a short time at that before giving it up and going to work in a meat packing Co. After a year of that he went to work for The Amana Refrigeration Co, and while working there he meet his wife Angie. They both have been there for quite a while now.
We love Darrin and Angie very much and are very proud of them both.
He attended Garfield Elementary, Franklin Jr. High, and Washington High Schools, all in Cedar Rapids, Iowa, After graduating from high school he joined the Army reserves and was sent to Fort Benning, Georgia for his basic training. After completing his training and returning home he would say I never want to see that red clay again. (the ground at Fort Benning was all red clay) As time passed the Army had an opening for Jump School and yes that sounded like just the thing Darrin would do, so he volunteered. Now, where was Jump School? It was at Fort Benning and all that red clay. However, this time Darrin wasn't doing pushups in that red clay. This time he was jumping out of airplanes. Altogether Darrin jumped out of five perfectly good airplanes.
As a civilian, Darrin took a crack at being a mechanic and took his training for that in Des Moines. Then worked a short time at that before giving it up and going to work in a meat packing Co. After a year of that he went to work for The Amana Refrigeration Co, and while working there he meet his wife Angie. They both have been there for quite a while now.
We love Darrin and Angie very much and are very proud of them both.
IF
Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you.
If you can trust yourself when
all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't
give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good,
nor talk too wise:
If you can dream -
and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat these two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things
you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up
with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap
of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start
again at your beginnings
And never breathe
a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart
and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when
there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them:
'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds
and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything
that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you.
If you can trust yourself when
all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't
give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good,
nor talk too wise:
If you can dream -
and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat these two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things
you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up
with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap
of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start
again at your beginnings
And never breathe
a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart
and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when
there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them:
'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds
and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything
that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!