Lyndall Dean "Lyn" Allen
May 22, 1924 - December 11, 2017
Thursday, December 28, 2017 12:37 PM
I never had the opportunity to meet my Uncle Lyndall when I was growing up. We live in NJ and summer when the Allen reunions were held was my Dad's busiest time of the year, so we didn't travel then. Over the years I heard many wonderful stories about my Uncle Lyn and Aunt Millie and knew I was missing out on something great. I finally had a chance to meet Uncle Lyndall when I traveled to CA. It was only one visit but it didn't take long for me to feel the love and sense what a special caring person he was. We kept in touch with cards and occasional phone calls and each time he made me feel loved. I'm sad that he is gone from all of us who loved him, but happy that he is with Aunt Millie and other loved ones. I will always remember him as one of the blessings in my life.
Patty Whitaker (Long Branch, NJ)
Sunday, December 24, 2017 7:19 PM
Uncle Lyndall has always been one of my personal heroes. As a boy, I knew very little of his service in the US Navy or WWII. I mostly knew him as the father of my California cousins. He loved to fish, and tell neat stories and to cut up and joke with my parents.
His visits to Alabama were not often enough but they were cherished and anticipated by our whole family. Sometimes the California Allens showed up in a big station wagon having driven non stop from San Diego. Other times they were in a motorhome. Family gatherings were so special when we knew Uncle Lyndall, Aunt Millie, and our cousins - Dennis, Mark and Randy were going to be here. Their visits often meant spending time at the lake or on the river. He loved the water and fishing in particular. I knew fun was in the offing when Lyndall, Millie and the boys were coming!
A few years ago, I became interested in our family’s ancestry. I had several opportunities to hear Uncle Lyn describe a few of his exploits as a sailor in WWII. I was particularly astonished by his incredible memory for dates, places, and names of his shipmates and skippers. He once detailed to me his memories of the Japanese submarine attack on his beloved USS New Orleans. He related it as if it was just another day at sea. But of course we know it wasn’t that at all. I regret the fact that I never recorded his memories of his Naval service. I hope we can reconstruct some of them.
My Uncle Lyn was much more than a sailor though. He was a great father, loving husband to Aunt Millie, devoted son to his mother, and a greatly admired big brother to his siblings. He leaves a legacy of service, love and devotion to his country and to his family. His example is one that I will forever cherish. His passing leaves a gigantic empty spot in our lives and in our hearts.
Larry Allen (Moulton, AL)
Sunday, December 24, 2017 11:31 AM
Lyn and Millie
Mom and Dad