Tribute To Roy Schroeder

(The following is part of a website being put together by my new friend, Roger Schroeder. It is my honor to host his tribute until he is able to publish his completed site.)

A Tribute to Roy C. Schroeder

United States Army Air Corps
S/Sgt. – Ball Turret Gunner
B-24 Liberator - 31 Missions
China-India-Burma Theatre

This is a tribute to our late father, Roy C. Schroeder, a native of Cheviot, Ohio. Dad was a veteran of WWII; husband to late Dorothy (Welsh) Schroeder; father to Wayne, Nancy, Elaine and Roger; grandfather to Mark Schroeder, Jennifer (Schroeder) Stamper, David Schroeder, Brian LeCount, Scott LeCount and Michelle (LeCount) Baillie, Ethan Snider, Adam Schroeder, Sam Schroeder and Holly Schroeder and great grandfather to Gwen Stamper, Gabe LeCount, Ava LeCount, Noah LeCount, Jackson LeCount and Maria Baillie.


As a ball turret gunner, flying on the infamous Liberator B24 Aircraft, in the United State Army Air Corps during World War II, dad fought and survived 31 missions in the China-India-Burma theatre. The pictures included here are scanned images of some of the memorabilia that he collected while serving our country from 1942 to 1945.


Born as Roy Charles Schroeder on September 21, 1923, dad was the only child of Harry and Clara (Delbruegge) Schroeder of Cincinnati, Ohio. They lived in Fairmount, on Queen City Avenue, at that time and moved to Cheviot, Ohio a few years later when he was around 3 years old. They moved to Hilda Avenue in Cheviot, Ohio where he attended Cheviot Elementary School and Western Hills High School. Dad told many stories of playing with his friends and swimming at Harvest Home Park, just a few blocks from his house. Our mother (Dorothy (Welsh) Schroeder) moved just around the corner and two doors down on Davis Avenue when she was 16 years old. Mom and Dad went to different schools together; he went to Western Hills and her to Seton High School. They rode the same bus from Cheviot to Price Hill everyday, until his father gave him a car to drive. After that, dad drove mom to school everyday. She would meet him on the corner in the morning, as her father wasn’t in favor of him driving her to school.


Unfortunately, we lost dad in July 2006 at the age of 82. He will always be remembered as a hard working and very loving and dedicated father, grandfather, husband and friend who always put his family first. He was quick with a smile and always had that little twinkle in his eye. They broke the mold when he was born. He is buried alongside our mother, next to his mother and father and in the same cemetery as his uncles Harry, Charlie and Freddie.

My name is Roger Schroeder and I was inspired to develop this website when my nephew, Mark, ran cross this website, that included some pictures of my father and described so many of the stories that he has told me over the years. What a coincidence it was and what a thrill and honor it is to see that Frederic Hernandez had not only served in WWII, but fought side by side with my father, and was actually in my dad’s crew – Crew #67. I want to thank Michael Hernandez for the great work in putting his website together.



Thanks for taking the time to check out the website. I had a lot of fun doing this and was able to learn so much more about my father, Roy C. Schroeder. He is really missed, but his memory lives on. You can write to me at the email address below, anytime.

It would be great to hear from you.



Roger Schroeder