Wednesday, January 18, 2017
The man answered, "It's amazing you know that; Collins was known as the Dickensian ampersand."
Now, tell me, WHO would not be impressed with THATknowledge? I did NOT know that, but I was taken aback that he would automatically assume that one would not know that Collins and Dickens were friends. I asked, "Why would you think that one wouldn't know that Dickens and Collins were friends?" He answered, "Most people would not know that." I said, "Dickens was an admirer of Collins' father, the landscape artist William Collins." He answered, "And most people would not know THAT!"
We compared other knowledge about Collins and I asked, "Did you know that Matthew Broderick and his wife named their son after Wilkie?" He laughed loudly at that trivial tidbit and I joined in with him, laughing at myself. I said, "I'm embarrassed I know THAT!"
Later, another person who is also a volunteer, had overheard the conversation and asked, "You probably don't get that many serious readers, do you?"
I answered, "Oh, I have quite a number of serious readers." The colleague asked, "What was that word he used?" I asked, "You mean ampersand? THAT does make it all worthwhile!"
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
I am pleased to republish my BLOG article from 2012 and a letter from John Lewis titled
I STAND WITH JOHN LEWIS
Anyone who knows me knows that I always say that John Lewis is my all-time hero.
In 1961, John was one of the original Freedom Riders. From 1963-1966, he was the Chairman of the Student Non-Violent Coordinating Committee (SNCC), of which I was a member. On August 28, 1963, at age 23, he was an organizer and speaker at the March On Washington where Dr. King gave his "I Have A Dream" speech. He was beaten, nearly to death, on March 7, 1965, on the Edmund Pettus Bridge during the March From Selma to Montgomery. That day will always be remembered as "Bloody Sunday". The scars from his skull fracture are still visible today.
John Lewis was one of the so-called "Six Leaders of The Civil Rights Movement". The others were:
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
A. Phillip Randolph
Lewis was the youngest and the only one still living.
John Lewis survived many brutalities and in 1986 he ran for Congress and is serving his thirteenth term as the U.S. Congressman from Georgia's Fifth Congressional District. He has served his constituents diligently and continues the fight for the rights for minorities, women, seniors, veterans, labor, and sexual orientation.
Along with John, I am deeply concerned about the efforts to deny voting rights to minorities, seniors, the poor, and young people. Fortunately, we were able to expose and defeat the attempt in Ohio to deny voting rights. However, in several other states, there are campaigns to deny voting rights.
Below is a letter from John Lewis I wish to share.
This is deeply personal for me.
As you know, I’ve been marching and preaching and fighting for voting rights for over 50 years. Today, we’re seeing a deliberate and systematic effort on the part of Republican officials to prevent minorities, seniors, the young, and the poor from casting their ballots.
Republican Governors like Florida’s Rick Scott and Wisconsin’s Scott Walker are trying to steal this election even before it takes place.
Voting is precious, almost sacred. It’s the most powerful instrument that we have in a democratic society. We need to move quickly to launch voter education programs and counter the powerful interests that are endangering our basic rights.
Too many courageous people have fought to secure the vote. Don’t let it be taken away:
Congressman John Lewis
Georgia's 5th District
Monday, January 16, 2017
The Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was a vital figure of the modern era and a pivotal figure in the Civil Rights Movement. His lectures and dialogues stirred the concern and sparked the conscience of a generation. His charismatic leadership inspired men and women, young and old, in this nation and around the world.
Today marks the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. federal holiday. This milestone is a perfect opportunity for Americans to honor Dr. King’s legacy through service. The MLK Day of Service empowers individuals, strengthens communities, bridges barriers, creates solutions to social problems, and moves us closer to Dr. King’s vision of a beloved community.
Dr. King believed in a nation of freedom and justice for all, and encouraged all citizens to live up to the purpose and potential of America by applying the principles of nonviolence to make this country a better place to live—creating the Beloved Community.
The MLK Day of Service is a way to transform Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s life and teachings into community action. That service may meet a tangible need, or it may meet a need of the spirit. On this day, Americans of every age and background celebrate Dr. King through service projects.
The national Martin Luther King Day of Service was started by former Pennsylvania U.S. Senator Harris Wofford and Atlanta Congressman John Lewis, who co-authored the King Holiday and Service Act. The federal legislation challenges Americans to transform the King Holiday into a day of citizen action volunteer service in honor of Dr. King. The federal legislation was signed into law by President Bill Clinton on August 23, 1994. Since 1996, the annual Greater Philadelphia King Day of Service has been the largest event in the nation honoring Dr. King.
Sunday, January 15, 2017
I now ask permission to use the actual names of people when I reference them in my BLOG articles. One time I referenced a friend's name and it upset the friend that I had used the real name. I corrected--by "updating"--and that article is now only seen in the revised form.
Original articles only go to the e-mails of friends and family; all others who read the BLOG are "Followers" or look at the BLOG whenever they wish, or people who find me from Google.
When I told my friend how many people who'd actually seen the original article, she was somewhat relieved. She asked how I knew and I was able to tell my friend how many "hits" I'd had. After the first year of blogging, I seldom check to see how many people read my articles. However, I am still very interested in comments.
One of my brothers said, "Don't use MY name!" Everyone who knows me knows how many brothers I have and I'm asked frequently WHICH one it is WHEN I don't use the real name!
My best friend wrote, "Were you writing about ME?" I answered, "No, you are THE (friend) and all the others called friends are just "A" (friend) and not BEST (friend)!" She answered, "I thought maybe I had developed dementia and forgotten an incident!"
See "BLOGOSFEAR" from THE URBAN DICTIONARY:
BLOGOSFEAR--THE fear of being talked about or becoming a character in someone's blog.
When he talked to his friend, he was overwhelmed with blogosfear thinking their conversation would be published the next day in her very popular blog.
Saturday, January 14, 2017
At lunch this week, we were discussing pies and I told about Blue Bird pies. See the article below which I published in 2011; its title is
DAY OLD BREAD
My father, my brothers Bode and Gary, and my husband Gerald all worked at Pennington Bread. The article "A Man Lived By The Side Of The Road" at the bottom of this article was in my father's wallet.
In the days before the Bakery Thrift Store, employees could take home day-old merchandise. To this day I do not like FRESH bread because I was accustomed to day-old bread. I find fresh bread to be doughy and just too yeasty. We could never consume all that he brought home; our rabbits and chickens were fattened with DAYS-old bread and pastries. One time Mother looked out the door and saw our pet raccoon "RACKY" washing a sweet roll! Every once in awhile I will see banana flips and have a yen for one, but again find they they taste yucky.
Pennington's route salesmen distributed Blue Bird Pies which were sold in restaurants. The pans were recycled and the salesmen were responsible for returning the pie pans. The pie pans are 8-inch heavy aluminum pans. When Blue Bird Pies were discontinued, my father brought home a box of pie pans. These are still the best pie pans and the only ones I use for pies to eat at home.
Several years ago, I was at Caesar's Creek Flea Market and a vendor was telling a woman that the Blue Bird pie pan she was looking at was "at least 90 years old", but I interjected, "But how do you know that?" He said, "Because I know when the Company was in business." I said, "But that particular pan is from the 1950's." The woman asked, "How do YOU know?" I explained that my father had worked at Pennington's and that particular pan was new when I was a kid and that I had several different designs of pans I inherited. He had a price of $15.00 on the pan. I said to her, "Call me and I'll sell you a better one for a dollar!" The vendor said that he was going to call Security and that he wanted me to leave his area. I said, "Yeah, tell them to come over here and I'll report you for fraud!"
Of course, I was kidding about selling the pan because I would never part with any of mine.
A MAN LIVED BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
... and sold hot dogs.
He was hard of hearing, so he had no radio.
He had trouble with his eyes, so he had no newspaper.
But he sold good hot dogs.
He put up a sign on the highway, telling how good they were.
He stood by the side of the road and cried, "Buy a hot dog, mister." And people bought.
He increased his meat and bun orders and he bought a bigger stove to take care of his trade.
He got his son home from college to help him. But then something happened.
His son said, "Father, haven't you been listening to the radio? There's a big depression on. The International situation is terrible, and the Domestic situation is even worse."
Whereupon, the father thought, "Well, my son has been to college.
He listens to the radio and reads the papers, so he ought to know."
So the father cut down his bun order, took down his advertising signs, and no longer bothered to stand on the highway to sell hot dogs.
His hot dog sales fell almost over night.
"You were right, son," the father said to the boy, "We are certainly in the middle of a great depression."
P.S. Business IS good...ask any Pennington Bread Salesman.