Francis Allen Hampton obit

Today at Rock of Ages Church in Maywood, there was a funeral service for Francis Allen Hampton (May 12, 1922 to March 7, 2008). Francis Hampton was the father of Fred Hampton.

This is the obituary provided at the funeral.

Francis (Frank) A. Hampton was born to the late M.C. Hampton and Emma Lee Evans in Haynesville, Louisiana. There were five 95) brothers, Curtis, Ernest, Lonnie, Alvin and Roosevelt and two (2) sisters, Mattie and Essie Mae, that preceeded him in death. He accepted Christ at an early age at the Bethel Baptist Church and was educated in the Haynesville Public School System. Francis entered the United States Army in 1943 and received honorable discharge. In 1944, he was united in Holy Matrimony to Iberia White and to this union was born William (Bill), Delores (Dee Dee) and Frederick (Fred), with whom he has now joined to celebrate eternal life.

After relocating to Chicago, he joined Mount Calvary Baptist Church and was a faithful member there until he decided to worship locally and joined Rock of Ages Baptist Church, under the leadership of Rev. Marvin Wiley.

He was employed at CPC International for forty-seven (47) years and was a dedicated union member and foreman. Frank was always looking out for the welfare of others and assisted them in gaining meaningful employment. He retired from Corn Products in 1984.

Francis was also an honorable member of the Monarch Lodge #99 (PHA) for sixty (60) years. Upon the death of his on, Fred, he continued Fred's life long dream of promoting scholarships through the Fred Hampton Scholarship Fund for aspiring attorneys. He loved fishing, hunting and gardening; in actuality he was a true farmer. Above all the love in his heart was the love he had for his family.

He leaves to cherish his memory: a loving and truly devoted wife, Iberia; son, William (Bill) Hampton; daughter, Delores (Dee Dee); brother, Mack Hampton; sisters Effie Greene, and Clara Robinson of Magnolia, Arkansas and Sallie Fuller of Las Vegas, Nevada; his grandchildren, Fred Jr., Danard and Octavia; great-grandchildren, Tanetra, Danard Jr. and Khadijah; great-great grandchildren, Dami-Jaeh, Dontrell and Makayla will also cherish his memory threee god sons, Alderman Willie Cochran, Marvin Carter and Chester Herring; and a hos of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends whom will all miss his earthly presence.

Gary Gygax died

Gary Gygax died yesterday, March 4, 2008. Gygax created Dungeons & Dragons and pioneered role-playing games.

Along with many of my high school friends, I played D&D. It's hard for me to say with certainty what influenced me in life. One of the great influences in my life was my high school friend Dan. D&D was something that caused us to discuss things. I asked Dan questions and he exposed me to ideas. D&D provided reasons to open doors I wouldn't have opened.

Gary Gygax certainly influenced my intellectual growth indirectly. And his ideas and his creation probably directly influenced the person I became in direct ways I can't articulate or even perceive.

Below is a quote from “Monkey Porn”, a short-story I wrote. The protagonist is a U.S. Army adviser to the Philippine army. He has become disallusioned and wants out of the Army.

I contemplated what I would have to do to get out of the Philippines without raising suspicions. The Army is like a magic castle where special words and phrases have the power to open doors. The magic castle had been my home for years. Now, to escape the castle I had to invoke two kinds of magic at once. One magic would open the doors; another magic would hide my feelings and motives. But even after I escaped the castle its sorcerers could conjure demons to search for me, capture me and force me to return. I’d heard stories about private military companies recruiting ex-Special Forces by blackmail. The recruiter would tell a guy, if he didn’t join the company he might face courts-martial for “war crimes” committed on active duty. Once outside the castle I would need help.

I reentered the hotel room. I shut Rambo [the monkey] in the bathroom. The first time he opened the door, I used my voice tone and body language to tell him to stay in the bathroom. He went back in and I shut the door again. I took writing paper from my pack and sat down at the table.

I wrote two letters. In one I cleared my conscience. This took the rest of the San Miguels. Telling the truth enhanced the buzz from the alcohol. The second letter was a request to my best friend, Jeff, to help me find a place to stay when I left the Army. There wouldn’t be much point of getting out only to be drafted as part of the IRR (Individual Ready Reserve). I'd have to hide well to avoid the conjured demons that would conscript me to retun to the castle. Prior planning prevents… undesirable outcomes. I put the two letters in one envelope and addressed it to Jeff.

I would not have chosen the imagery of the castle, sorcery and the demons if Gary Gygax hadn't invented Dungeons & Dragons.