He loved these martial march tunes. They really gave him a rise!
Hammer thought everything was better in NY. He called Manhattan his favorite island. "If you can't find it in Manhattan, than it doesn't exist," he'd say.
Hammer just loved Simon and Garfunkel in the 70s! He also believed "children should be seen and not heard."
He loved to travel, to drive to new places, to be on the road.
Huge Neil Diamond fan. It's the only concert I remember him going to.
He used to blast classical music from his JBLs, and this was a favorite of his. I still have those Speakers need to get them re-coned. We listened to a lot of good music on those speakers .
His kids remember him singing sweetly to NKC. Hammer was listening to Nat King Cole when he passed on.
For a New Yorker, he sure did go through a strong country and western phase.
He used to jam to this song back in the 60s.
USAF was #1 for him... always.
As close to religious as our dad got.
He played clarinet in HS and loved the big band stuff. Dad told me this was really a jam when he was a teenager.
He loved the big bands.
Seems Appropriate . This is what I called him.
Reminds me of him. He liked Dinah Washington.
This song is really beautiful. I think the old man would approve.
Lovely song, fitting for the final soundtrack.
Joyce and Dad liked NOLA because of the food and Culture.It is a really fun place to hang out.Nobody elicits thoughts of New Orleans like Satchmo. I always thought this was one of his prettier songs.
Diana remembers my dad loving this song.
He was definitely patriotic, not in the "wrap yourself in the flag" sense, but in the more innocent 1950s-60s sense.
When Karl Hammerdorfer passed on, the comments from old friends and relatives were of a common theme: “He was something else!” “He was always so full of vim and vigor.” “...Full of piss and vinegar.” “A real character!”
Stuff like that.
Karl was not one to tread lightly through life, preferring laughter and noise to caution or subtlety. (He seems to have passed that on to his kids.)
He was born on June 28, 1936 in Mount Vernon, NY Carl and Therese Tocci Hammerdorfer. He grew up poor but happy. We wondered why late in life he kept the large house. He replied, "I never had my own room. I slept on the couch my whole life." When he got to his barracks in Germany he saw the room and couldn't believe it. All that space in that room... all to himself.
He joined the Air Force when he was 18, right out of high school. His dad was "busting my chops" about getting a job. So he went down and enlisted. He ended up being a career Air Force veteran who served honorably for 30 years and whose service remained the most important part of his working and social life. His service included a total of 12 years in Germany, one year in Vietnam, 3 years at Langley AFB in Virginia, 5 years at Scott AFB in Illinois, culminating in 4 years at Elmendorf AFB in Anchorage, Alaska, among other postings.
In the Air Force, the “Hammer”, as everyone called him, rose to the highest enlisted ranks and was a respected leader within Air Weather Service. He had a reputation for professionalism, mentoring young, up-and-coming airmen and women, hard work, loyalty, service, and, perhaps more than anything, a great sense of humor. In his final station at Elmendorf AFB in Alaska, the young enlisted men and women in his charge dubbed him “Chief Hammer of the Yukon”. Even after retirement, the Hammer remained close to the people of USAF.
Hammer went to work for the Army’s Night Vision Laboratory at Fort Belvoir, VA, traveling widely to test state of the art equipment. Although he enjoyed that work for over 10 years, it never quite measured up to his beloved Air Force. He retired for good in 1995 and thoroughly enjoyed his retirement with his wife, Joyce, frequent visits by his 3 kids and stepdaughter, Lori, and frequent visits to his grandkids, and his many friends.
He is survived by his beloved wife, Joyce Hammerdorfer; his three children and their spouses, Diana Hammerdorfer and William Clements of Fort Collins, CO, Carl Hammerdorfer and Kathy Lynch, currently residing in Prishtina, Kosovo, and Lance Hammerdorfer and Christy Waldron of Sanford FL. He is also survived by his step-daughter and husband, Lori and Bill Foy of San Antonio, TX. Karl loved his eight grandchildren, Andrew Hammerdorfer of Gulf Shores, AL, Christian Hammerdorfer of Denver, CO, the late Matthew Hammerdorfer, Kyle Hammerdorfer of Brooklyn, NY, Miles and Ella Hammerdorfer of Orlando, FL; David Foy of San Antonio, TX, and Brandon Foy of Rochester, NY.
Karl will be dearly missed by his family and friends. He loved to travel, cooking, fine wines, fine dining, reading history, supporting the New York Yankees, and Giants, and the St. Louis Cardinals (baseball). Karl greatly enjoyed daily life, making friends wherever he went. Perhaps most of all, he loved telling and hearing stories around the dinner table or over coffee with family and friends. He was most passionate about spending time with his wife, children and his extended family.
Mom (Teresa), Dad (Karl) and baby Carl
Mom with Karl, Carol, and Lorelei
High School Photo
With his dad and ?
Christmas in Mannheim
I would Guess this was around 1965.
The gang I think in 1965. We all grew up with good morals and empathy for the less fortunate. I would think dad had much to do with that.
Venice in July
Dad Nanny and I at our house at Scott AFB in Ill. in the late 70s. Fortunately dad had a strong heart he needed one to put up with all the nonsense Carl and I caused.
Dad and Joyce drag Carl and Lori to St. Louis
Mom and Dad later in life
Hammer with his three favorites
Karl and eldest son, Carl.
With mom and dad
Karl and Joyce
Walking Diana down the aisle
The Hammer laugh
Karl's youngest, Lance, 17 years old, at Cape May Coast Guard Boot camp with Nanny and Poppy. Dad went to my retirement 20 years later in 2001 at Airstation Savannah GA. Nanny and Poppy took me to a nice Italian dinner in New Rochelle that night.
Fun times in Alaska
Hammer's dear wife, Joyce.
The whole family at Nanny's graduation.
Dad and his lifelong best friend, George Horn, Fellow Airforce E-9 and wonderful human being.
George Horn and Dad in Front of the Hanger at Airstation Borinquen. George Flew Wb-29s out of there in the 1950s.
Dad and Lance when Lance was Stationed in Puerto Rico.
George Horn and Lance at a Rumshack in Rincon PR, 1986
Big Karl, Joyce, Christian, Diana, and Carl, before they moved to Warsaw.
Favorite pastime: Big Italian dinner with the family.
With Lance and first Grandkid, Andrew.
With some of the boys
In Colorado with three big kids
At 12,000 (ish) feet on Trail Ridge Rd.
Outstanding in his field (weather)
Our dad used to tell us about sleeping in a drawer for the first several months of his life. We are not sure if that was one of those "walk to school barefoot stories", but we know the Hammerdorfer kids grew up without much money. Probably what was considered the emerging middle-class. His dad was jeweler and mom didn't work (yet).
Once Karl was older, he slept on the couch because mom and dad were in one bedroom and Carol and Lorelei got the other one.
So, when he enlisted in the Air Force, and got to Munich, and they showed him his barracks, he asked "Who am I sharing this with?" He couldn't believe it when they told him "nobody, the space is all yours."
Years later when asked why he kept the large house with all the stuff, he'd refer to his space-limited youth. He worked hard for more space and wasn't about to give it up.