tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246858872024-03-13T18:07:50.174-04:00My Good LifeLife's been good to me so far. - J. WalshMark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.comBlogger324125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-70866824311868951072018-05-29T21:08:00.000-04:002018-05-29T22:11:00.566-04:00A Widow Who Is Still Married?Another dip into the genealogy pool has yielded a bit of an enigma.<br />
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My second great-grandmother, <a href="http://markaubrey.org/gen/mda/aqwg09.htm#2326" target="_blank">Sophia Riel</a>, wife of <a href="http://markaubrey.org/gen/mda/aqwg09.htm#2325" target="_blank">Joseph Major</a>, is listed in the 1930 US Census to be a widow.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"United States Census, 1930," database with images, <i>FamilySearch</i> (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:X7HY-V96">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:X7HY-V96</a> : accessed 29 May 2018), Sophie Major in household of Eva Phoenuf, Champlain, Clinton, New York, United States; citing enumeration district (ED) ED 8, sheet 11A, line 7, family 282, NARA microfilm publication T626 (Washington D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, 2002), roll 1416; FHL microfilm 2,341,151.</td></tr>
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Well, that's strange because Joseph didn't pass away until 1935.
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><a href="http://nyshistoricnewspapers.org/lccn/sn84031883/1935-01-30/ed-1/seq-10/" target="_blank">Plattsburgh Daily Republican</a></i><br />
<a href="http://nyshistoricnewspapers.org/lccn/sn84031883/1935-01-30/ed-1/seq-10/" target="_blank">January 30, 1935</a></td></tr>
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<i><a href="http://nyshistoricnewspapers.org/lccn/sn84031178/1935-01-31/ed-1/seq-4/" target="_blank">The North Countryman</a></i></div>
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<a href="http://nyshistoricnewspapers.org/lccn/sn84031178/1935-01-31/ed-1/seq-4/" target="_blank">January 31, 1935</a></div>
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The obituaries state that Joseph passed away "at the Ogdensburg State Hospital" and "at an Ogdensburg N.Y. hospital". This might be polite speak for the St. Lawrence State Hospital. Growing up we knew it as a mental hospital. <a href="http://www.watertowndailytimes.com/news05/history-of-a-hospital-an-ogdensburg-landmark-20160918" target="_blank">A good write up of the facility</a> can be found at the Watertown Daily Times website.<br />
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Even five years before, the 1925 New York State Census, I can't find Joseph, but I do find Sophia, living with her daughter and granddaughter. Eva's husband, <a href="http://markaubrey.org/gen/mda/aqwg39.htm#2331" target="_blank">George Phaneuf</a>, did die in 1924.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"New York State Census, 1925," database, <i>FamilySearch</i> (<i>https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:KS7G-6D6</i> : 8 November 2014), Sophia Majar, Champlain, A.D. 01, E.D. 01, Clinton, New York, United States; records extracted by Ancestry and images digitized by FamilySearch; citing p. 9, line 13, New York State Archives, Albany.</td></tr>
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I don't know why Joseph Major was there, nor why his wife indicated that she was a widow. Perhaps there was a social stigma of having one's spouse as a patient in a mental health facility. Maybe it was easier to declare him dead than to answer repeated questions. I just don't know.<br />
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Joseph was <a href="https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/106707725/joseph-major" target="_blank">interred</a> at St. Mary's Cemetery in Champlain, New York. 16 years later Sophia passed away and was <a href="https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/106856874/sophia-major" target="_blank">buried</a> next to him.<br />
<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-54119127143052207332018-04-26T21:21:00.000-04:002018-04-26T21:22:54.628-04:00Ella and Clyde Aubrey in the 1925 New York CensusI've been dabbling a bit more in to my family's history, trying to track down each time my direct lines show up in the census records, both federal and state. It took me a while to find Ella Major Aubrey, wife of Daniel Columbus Aubrey, in the 1925 New York State Census. She was my Great-Grandmother. The family had been in Champlain or Rouses Point for decades. But census takers, indexers, and transcribers do very funny things with the written word.<br />
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I finally found the family listed as <b>Aubay</b>. Close.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"New York State Census, 1925," database, <i>FamilySearch</i> (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:KS7G-66F">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:KS7G-66F</a> : 8 November 2014), Ella Aubay, Champlain, A.D. 01, E.D. 01, Clinton, New York, United States; records extracted by Ancestry and images digitized by FamilySearch; citing p. 5, line 29, New York State Archives, Albany.</td></tr>
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But I did find another Ella Aubrey, this time in Niskayuna, Schenectady county, New York. Schenectady county is just two over from Otsego county, where Ella's mother-in-law, Marie Vashrow Aubrey was enumerated in both 1920 and 1930. Marie died in Oneonta, Otsego county, New York, which is just 72 miles from Niskayuna, according to <a href="http://mapq.st/2HPAqf4" target="_blank">mapquest</a>.<br />
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I thought it might be my Ella. Just a few years off on the age. And has a son named Clyde. This one is Clyde R. Aubrey. My Grand Uncle was Joseph Freeman Claude Aubrey, but I understand that he went by Clyde. Clyde R. was a Railroad Employee. Claude/Clyde is listed as a machinist. Many Aubrey men in Clinton county, New York were either machinists or railroad men.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"New York State Census, 1925," database, <i>FamilySearch</i> (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:KSH4-69R">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:KSH4-69R</a> : 8 November 2014), Ella Aubrey, Niskayuna, A.D. 01, E.D. 04, Schenectady, New York, United States; records extracted by Ancestry and images digitized by FamilySearch; citing p. 15, line 30, New York State Archives, Albany.</td></tr>
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I don't know who Clyde R. and Ella were, but I'm guessing they're not part of my direct family. As always, more research to be done.<br />
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More on all branches of my family can be found <a href="http://markaubrey.org/gen/index.htm" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-23388474041381182762018-02-11T23:37:00.000-05:002018-02-11T23:47:11.317-05:00Tracking Narcisse Riel through census records<br />
My 3rd Great Grandfather.<br /><br />Narcisse Riel, born March 14, 1835, died 1913. Some researchers say he died in 1912, but no source info has been given.<br />
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<b>1851 Canadian Census</b>:<br />
"Canada Census, 1851," database, FamilySearch (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MWRC-HTL">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MWRC-HTL</a> : 3 August 2016), <b>Narcesse Rielle</b>, Sherrington, Huntingdon County, Canada East (Quebec), Canada; citing p. 63, line 7; Library and Archives Canada film number C_1121, Public Archives, Ontario.<br />
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<b>1860 US Census</b>:<br />
"United States Census, 1860", database with images, FamilySearch (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MCQ2-PMM">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MCQ2-PMM</a> : 14 December 2017), <b>Narciss Ryell</b>, 1860.<br />
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<b>1870 US Census</b>:<br />
"United States Census, 1870," database with images, FamilySearch (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:M8FF-NWH">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:M8FF-NWH</a> : 12 April 2016), <b>Nelson Eryill</b>, New York, United States; citing p. 38, family 280, NARA microfilm publication M593 (Washington D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, n.d.); FHL microfilm 552,418.<br />
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<b>1880 US Census</b>:<br />
"United States Census, 1880," database with images, FamilySearch (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MZZX-58L">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MZZX-58L</a> : 20 August 2017), <b>Nelson Aryell</b>, Mooers, Clinton, New York, United States; citing enumeration district ED 24, sheet 339D, NARA microfilm publication T9 (Washington D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, n.d.), roll 0820; FHL microfilm 1,254,820.<br />
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<b>1892 New York Census</b>:<br />
"New York State Census, 1892," database with images, FamilySearch (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MQ9P-Q9Q">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MQ9P-Q9Q</a> : 6 November 2014), <b>Nelson Reyell</b>, 1892; citing Mooers, E.D. 01, county offices, New York; FHL microfilm 863,412.<br />
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<b>1900 US Census</b>:<br />
"United States Census, 1900," database with images, FamilySearch (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MS65-3JB">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MS65-3JB</a> : accessed 12 February 2018), <b>Nelson Aul</b>, Mooer's Township Mooer's village, Clinton, New York, United States; citing enumeration district (ED) 19, sheet 13B, family 259, NARA microfilm publication T623 (Washington, D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, 1972.); FHL microfilm 1,241,018.<br />
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<b>1905 New York Census</b>:<br />
New York State Census, 1905, database with images, FamilySearch (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MKMT-VJ2">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MKMT-VJ2</a> : 20 December 2017), <b>Nelson Reyell</b>, Mooers, E.D. 01, Clinton, New York; citing p. 14, line 37, county offices, New York.; FHL microfilm 863,413.<br />
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<b>1910 US Census</b>:<br />
"United States Census, 1910," database with images, FamilySearch (<a href="https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:M5Q7-Z1K">https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:M5Q7-Z1K</a> : accessed 12 February 2018), <b>Nelson Argell</b>, Mooers, Clinton, New York, United States; citing enumeration district (ED) ED 20, sheet 7A, family 148, NARA microfilm publication T624 (Washington D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, 1982), roll 932; FHL microfilm 1,374,945.<br />
<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-69089962898335667182016-07-19T13:23:00.003-04:002016-07-19T15:29:40.764-04:00Lifting WordsOn Monday evening, July 18, Mrs. Melania Trump gave a speech at the Republican National Convention. The next day there are <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2016/07/20/us/politics/melania-trump-speech.html" target="_blank">stories</a> on the wires that intimate that Mrs. Trump 'borrowed' passages from a speach that Mrs. Michelle Obama gave at the 2008 Democratic National Convention.<br />
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Comparing the questionable sections, it looks to me like Mrs. Trump could very well be guilty of plagiarism. Or her speechwriter could be.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>New York Times - </i><a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2016/07/20/us/politics/melania-trump-speech.html" target="_blank">Melania Trump’s Speech Bears Striking Similarities to Michelle Obama’s in 2008</a><br />
by MAGGIE HABERMAN, ALAN RAPPEPORT, PATRICK HEALY and JONATHAN MARTIN<i> </i></td></tr>
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So where might Mrs. Obama (or her speech writers) have heard some of these phrases? Surely they weren't all original. Off to Google Books to find some examples, from titles on astrology, selling, leadership, and a riveting journal on "power haulage".<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://books.google.com/books?id=XAyyZgcCR8kC&lpg=PA66&dq=%22work%20hard%20for%20what%20you%20want%22&pg=PA66#v=onepage&q=%22work%20hard%20for%20what%20you%20want%22&f=false" target="_blank"><i>What Your Birthday Reveals About You</i></a> (2005) by Phyllis Vega</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://books.google.com/books?id=XsdJAAAAIAAJ&dq=%22that%20your%20word%20is%20your%20bond%22&pg=PA330#v=onepage&q=%22that%20your%20word%20is%20your%20bond%22&f=false" target="_blank"><i>Schools at Home and Abroad</i></a> (1901) by Robert Edward Hughes</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://books.google.com/books?id=dNAb1A9nGMoC&lpg=PA92&dq=%22you%20do%20what%20you%20say%22&pg=PA92#v=onepage&q=%22you%20do%20what%20you%20say%22&f=false" target="_blank"><i><i>First 100 Days of Selling</i></i></a> (2007) by Jim Ryerson</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://books.google.com/books?id=Ct1djG6SgusC&lpg=PA15&dq=%22treat%20people%20with%20dignity%20and%20respect%22&pg=PA15#v=onepage&q=%22treat%20people%20with%20dignity%20and%20respect%22&f=false" target="_blank"><i>Dare to Lead: Leading with Respect, Sincerity, and Service</i></a> (2004) by Thomas A. Lutz</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://books.google.com/books?id=tbU6AAAAMAAJ&q=%22pass+them+onto+the+next+generation%22&dq=%22pass+them+onto+the+next+generation%22&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwiiwtOygYDOAhVGKiYKHU8WCZI4ChDoAQgfMAE" target="_blank"><i>The Motor Truck; the National Authority of Power Haulage, Volume 13</i></a> (1922)<i><br /></i></td></tr>
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These four examples were all written before Mrs. Obama gave that speech. Clearly, she must have plagiarized. (Note to readers: I don't think that she did.)<br />
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Well, then maybe Mrs. Trump didn't plagiarize either. (Note to readers: I think that she borrowed the phrases from Mrs. Obama's speech.)<br />
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It is called "using a template". When it is time to polish our resume, we find the CV of someone that we admire and use the structure of the document as a good, solid starting point. There are templates for just about anything out there. Book reports, slide presentations for work, heck, even limericks. But if the users are going to use any of the content, they should give credit to the originator. <br />
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I'm guessing that there aren't that many templates that would be in the "I'm married to the 'fill in the blank' party's presumptive presidential nominee" category. Let's see.... Eleanor Roosevelt, Pat Nixon, Nancy Reagan, Barbara Bush, Tipper Gore, Elizabeth Dole, Laura Bush, Teresa Heinz Kerry, Cindy McCain, Michelle Obama, and Ann Romney. (info from <a href="http://www.firstladies.org/blog/candidates-spouses-who-spoke-at-national-conventions/" target="_blank">FirstLadies.org</a>)<br />
<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-22637185413796083662016-06-10T11:32:00.001-04:002016-06-10T11:32:59.321-04:00More family fun. Oh, Joy!My folks are back visiting, which is a good thing. I spent some time with my mom looking at various photos of her family's headstones in West Virginia. I gave her a quick lesson on <a href="http://findagrave.com/">FindAGrave.com</a> and <a href="http://familysearch.org/">FamilySearch.org</a>. We found draft registration cards of her maternal grandfather, <a href="http://wc.rootsweb.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/igm.cgi?op=GET&db=maubrey&id=I14" target="_blank">Floyd JOY</a>, at FamilySearch.org. I present them below.<br /><br /><br />
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"United States World War I Draft Registration Cards, 1917-1918," database with images, <i>FamilySearch</i>
(<a href="https://familysearch.org/pal:/MM9.3.1/TH-1951-25143-22776-77?cc=1968530">https://familysearch.org/pal:/MM9.3.1/TH-1951-25143-22776-77?cc=1968530</a>
: accessed 10 June 2016), West Virginia > Wirt County; A-Z >
image 651 of 1486; citing NARA microfilm publication M1509 (Washington,
D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, n.d.).</div>
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"United States World War II Draft Registration Cards, 1942," database with images, <i>FamilySearch</i>
(<a href="https://familysearch.org/pal:/MM9.3.1/TH-266-11668-181028-79?cc=1861144">https://familysearch.org/pal:/MM9.3.1/TH-266-11668-181028-79?cc=1861144</a>
: accessed 10 June 2016), 004135276 > image 2169 of 3213. Citing
NARA microfilm publications M1936, M1937, M1939, M1951, M1962, M1964,
M1986, M2090, and M2097 (Washington, D.C.: National Archives and Records
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Note: I have edited the original image files, to straighten, remove extra space, and rotate the images. The links in the captions will provide a true representation of the images.Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-76082733994883068452015-10-09T14:20:00.000-04:002015-10-09T14:20:17.219-04:00Comfortably NumbI checked my facebook feed this morning as I was walking to wake up my daughter. A dear high school and college friend had posted that she was heartbroken over the tragic shooting at Northern Arizona University. I looked at the news websites. Overnight a student had shot four people, killing one, and then was taken into custody.<br /><br />Sorrow filled my heart. Anger filled my head. My eyes welled up with tears. A sickness churned in the pit of my stomach. <br /><br />It has been almost seven hours since I first heard of the shooting. I'm still sorrowful. The anger has subsided and my head is now filled with many thoughts. My eyes are still moist. My stomach has settled.<br />
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I write these thoughts, not to encourage debate over what to do and who is right. I just figured that I should write them down as a release. To help me try to make sense of what happened.<br /><br />I can only speak for myself. I think that I've become comfortably numb to the violence that is happening around me. Last week, after the shooting in Oregon, I came up with a reason for that. It has become commonplace. Yes, the actual violence, but violence as entertainment. <br />
<br />I enjoy watching television. I take in a few police dramas and sitcoms each week. <i>The Blacklist</i>. <i>Blindspot</i>. <i>Blue Bloods</i>. <i>The Middle</i>. <i>Modern Family</i>. <i>Last Man Standing</i>. Not tons of TV. Last night my wife and I watched <i>The Blacklist</i> and then caught up on <i>Blindspot</i> from earlier in the week. I'm going from memory here. In <i>The Blacklist</i> episode there were three serious beatings, a police car was shot up, and at least one shooting resulting in death. In the <i>Blindspot</i> episode there was a fight, an killing from a rifle, a robbery where two people are shot (one later dies), a policeman is shot (presumed dead), and at least three of the "bad guys" die in a shootout. I really lost count. When I accept violence like that as entertainment it has to affect me.<br /><br />So why was I more upset about the shooting in Flagstaff than I was about the shooting in Roseburg? Because there's an emotional attachment for me. I love northern Arizona. I think that if I could have a summer home, it would be in the shadow of the San Francisco Peaks. In my two years of college I learned so much. I grew in head knowledge, but more importantly, in people knowledge. Some of the deepest friendships I have were forged at NAU.<br /><br />How could the shooter in Flagstaff desecrate <i>my</i> school? How could he spill blood on its campus? I don't know the reason why he pulled the trigger. But he wasn't doing it to desecrate the school. <i>My</i> guess is that there was some disagreement and he made a very poor choice. A choice that has consequences, both for him and for his victims.<br /><br />In this writing I'm staying away from quoting people, either talking heads or politicians. Candidate X said this. Commentator Y said that. Sure. Let them. It sounds good at their political rally or on the evening news. <br /><br />There are no easy answers to explain what happened. There are no easy solutions. This type of violence will continue as long as people think of themselves first. Perhaps if society was more concerned about our fellow man and asked themselves, "How will my actions today affect other people?" we might not be in the mess that we're in.<br />
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<br />What if we thought about every action we took before taking them? <br />
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Do I really need to cut in front of that driver to get a parking spot five cars closer to the store? Can I spare a dollar or two for those in need? Can I offer to help someone that needs help? Can I take a few minutes each day to pray for those who are troubled? Can I smile more?</blockquote>
What would happen if we tried that for a while?<br /><br />My heart still hurts for the families involved. I can't imagine the discussions that are taking place on campus. I can't comprehend what is going through the minds of the parents of each student at Flagstaff. My thoughts and prayers go out to the whole NAU community.<br /><br />Looking back at this blog post I rambled a bit, didn't answer my own questions, and raised others to think about later. But I feel better for having written it.Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-52100868517719244082015-10-05T08:40:00.000-04:002015-10-05T08:40:30.815-04:00How I Made a GIFLast week I noticed that the Digital Public Library of America, along with several of their partners, are having a <a href="http://dp.la/info/gif-it-up/gif-it-up-2015/" target="_blank">GIF It Up</a> contest soon. I wondered if I had the chops to enter. One way to find out. Make a GIF.<br />
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This would be the second one that I've tried to make. The first was a quick hack<br />
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This was assembled two years ago and I don't remember any of the resources I used.
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Basically, it is just a series of images, mushed together in a sequence, so that it appears to be a moving image. Think of those 16mm movie projectors you'd use in high school. Well, we used them. I'm guessing that everything is digital today. <br />
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I needed an image to see if my proof of concept would work.<br />
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So, I had to find something to edit. Something fairly simple, but fun. It needed to be copyright free. I found <a href="http://digitalcollections.nypl.org/items/510d47d9-c470-a3d9-e040-e00a18064a99" target="_blank">a photo</a> from the New York Public Library. <br />
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I envisioned the base runner sliding right by the bag. I isolated the runner.
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Since I'd be layering the runner back on to the picture, I had to fill in that blank space. Copy and paste some of the existing ground.
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But that left the fielder with just one leg. A bit of copy and paste from his other leg makes him look not so piratey.<br />
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Then just drop in the runner. Not knowing how much to move him, I selected .35 inches at a time. I created an individual image each time I moved him.
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These are frames 1, 5 and 10, out of 25. I then went to <a href="http://ezgif.com/maker">EZGif.com</a>, uploaded my individual images, tweaked some dials and got my completed GIF.<br />
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I used <a href="http://www.getpaint.net/index.html">paint dot net</a> as my image editing software. It was not my intention for this post to be a complete "how to" on image editing, just a simple overview of how I made my GIF. The DPLA has some <a href="http://dp.la/info/gif-it-up/gif-it-up-2015/resources/">great resources</a> on GIF making.<br /><br />As I said, this was a proof of concept. Could it work? Could <i>I</i> do it? What could or did I learn from this?<br /><br />Yes, it can work. Yes, <i>I</i> could do it. I need to clean up the images. I was concerned about pasting the ground into the hole left by the runner. The patches aren't really discernible. Your eye is drawn to the runner sliding across the frame. I do need to clean up the runner. You know, remove the glove from his knee. I might also move him in smaller increments. Maybe a quarter of an inch at a time. It might lead to a smoother GIF.<br /><br />So, back to editing, hopefully to make it better.<br /><br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-14749579133555844122015-05-11T13:51:00.000-04:002015-05-11T13:51:26.046-04:00Should A Woman Run For President?In 1872 a woman ran for US President. Victoria Woodhull was her name (<a href="http://www.americanhistoryusa.com/first-woman-presidential-candidate-notorious-victoria-woodhull/" target="_blank">story</a>, <a href="http://www.politico.com/magazine/story/2015/04/victoria-woodhull-first-woman-presidential-candidate-116828.html#.VVDpTPDW0wA" target="_blank">story</a>). <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>The Cleveland Daily Leader</i> - May 16, 1872</td></tr>
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She wasn't elected.<br />
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Apparently there was discussion in 1960 because the Youth page of the <i>The San Diego Union</i> asked some high school seniors their thoughts.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>The San Diego Union</i> - April 23, 1960</td></tr>
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I'm glad to see that we can peacefully discuss the pressing issues.Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-48478315995110653582015-02-27T16:04:00.003-05:002015-02-27T16:04:43.241-05:00Leonard Nimoy, the early yearsLeonard Nimoy, best known for his portrayal of Mr. Spock on <i>Star Trek</i>, passed away today.
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He was born in 1931, so the first instance of him in the US Census would be 1940. The census has him listed as a female, the Grand Daughter of his maternal grandfather, Samuel Spinner.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Year: <i>1940</i>; Census Place: <i>Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts</i>; Roll: <i>T627_1661</i>; Page: <i>13A</i>; Enumeration District: <i>15-129</i><br />
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Ancestry.com. <i>1940 United States Federal Census</i> [database on-line].<br />
Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc., 2012.
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United States of America, Bureau of the Census. <i>Sixteenth Census of the United States, 1940</i>. Washington, D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, 1940. T627, 4,643 rolls.
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He made the local paper during WWII, learning about water purification.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>The Boston Herald </i>- February 21, 1942<br />
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He wasn't just a science nerd. He also had a thing for language.<br />
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You have lived long and prospered. Now rest in peace.<br /><br />
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<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-23607773753766431562015-02-05T22:35:00.001-05:002015-02-05T22:37:44.908-05:00Tape A Concert - Make A MintI was recently listening to Elton John's <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/17-11-70" target="_blank">11-17-70</a> and wanted to find out a bit more about it. It was an album that performed live in a studio and broadcast on the radio. Tapes were made into the album that was released in April of 1971. Several bootlegs of the show were available. Which made me wonder what they were and what the quality was.<br />
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That led me to do some research in some newspaper archives. <a href="http://geneaolgybank.com/">GeneaolgyBank.com</a> yielded this interesting look at bootlegging from the <i>Trenton Evening Times</i>, June 13, 1971. The image of The Stones' boot album is rather blurry. I'm assuming that the microfilm of the paper was of poor quality. I added a clear image that I found at <a href="http://www.rollingstonesnet.com/yaya.htm">RollingStonesNet.com</a>.<br />
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Since the ad for Hal's Stereo Sound Center appeared on the same page as the article I thought it would be fun to look at what was available at the time.<br />
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<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-84614317370324197732014-08-09T16:05:00.001-04:002014-08-09T16:05:29.253-04:00My blogsIt was time to pull all of my blogs together. You know, a one stop shop for all things Mark.<br />
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<li><a href="http://ma-bonne-vie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">My Good Life</a> - life and stuff</li>
<li><a href="http://oldknoxvillebaseball.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Old Knoxville Base Ball</a> - baseball in and around east Tennessee</li>
<li><a href="http://baseballnuggets.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Baseball Nuggets</a> - tidbits of baseball goodness</li>
<li><a href="http://northcountrybaseball.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">North Country Baseball</a> - focusing on 19th century baseball in Clinton Co., NY</li>
<li><a href="http://atthestrand.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">At the Strand</a> - movie advertisements from Clinton Co., NY newspapers</li>
<li><a href="http://marksephemera.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Mark's Ephemera</a> - sports memorabilia musings</li>
<li><a href="http://cardwantlists.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Got it. Got it. Need it.</a> - a clearing house for sports card collectors</li>
<li><a href="http://gintacuffs.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Gint-A-Cuffs</a> - a game/contest based on Topps' Allen & Ginter product</li>
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Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-2027707985995778032014-06-17T22:44:00.000-04:002014-06-18T00:13:35.215-04:0030 or so yearsAbout 30 years ago I met Mark Cramer at the <a href="http://ech.cwru.edu/ech-cgi/article.pl?id=PSOPTAT">Perkins School of Piano Tuning and Technology</a> in Elyria, Ohio.
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He flew into Knoxville to tend to some piano business. We met for dinner and spent hours talking and catching up. We could have spent many more.<br />
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Twin sons from different mothers?<br />
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Since his lovely wife, Cheryl, didn't join him on this trip, he was Caroline's date.<br />
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If you squint really hard and use a lot of imagination you'll see a photo of Edison on Angie's phone.<br />
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Thanks, Mark, for taking the time to look me up and suggesting we get together. We shouldn't have waited 30 years to do this.<br /><br />If you need a piano tuned, I'd highly recommend contacting Mark at <a href="http://mysteinway.ca/">MySteinway.ca</a>. Note: This service is primarily for potential clients in Manitoba and Saskatchewan.Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-691763768414780912014-06-11T22:22:00.000-04:002014-06-11T23:01:53.352-04:00Ralph G. Ringey<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Ralph G. Ringey is my first cousin, twice removed. I never met him because he died 17 years before I was born. He enlisted and served in the Air Corp. He died in action in Italy. Here are some newspaper articles and documents that give a bit of a look into his young life.</div>
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In 1940 we find Ralph living with his folks in Pittsfield, Mass. He's a student.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">1940 Pittsfield, Massachusetts City Directory</td></tr>
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War has come and he enlists.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">from <a href="http://ancestry.com/">Ancestry.com</a></td></tr>
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Then he weds.
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Springfield Republican</i> - February 15, 1944</td></tr>
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Typical news story of the time. Local boy makes good.
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Berkshire Evening Eagle</i> - June 16, 1944</td></tr>
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This story ran three days after Ralph died. <br />
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In the following article I have not included the names of all 60 War Dead, just the group of names that includes Ralph.<br />
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<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-67705751671362029212014-06-05T09:00:00.000-04:002015-01-07T16:55:18.364-05:00Too Much Flapper - the wrapJack Neely wrote <a href="http://www.metropulse.com/columns/secret-history/too-much-flapper-lost-film-and-summer-mystery-1928" target="_blank">a great article</a> in the MetroPulse last week, taunting the readers with a whodunnit. Jack doesn't leave his readers hanging for too long. He's published <a href="http://www.metropulse.com/columns/secret-history/too-much-flapper-part-2-lost-film-and-summer-myste" target="_blank">part 2</a> of the story of Pinkie Lee Koehn.<br />
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Here's the article that tells the tale of the return to her family.<br />
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November 9, 1928</td></tr>
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<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-86766031764992071182014-05-29T22:26:00.000-04:002015-01-07T16:50:17.242-05:00Too Much Flapper - supporting articlesJack Neely wrote <a href="http://www.metropulse.com/columns/secret-history/too-much-flapper-lost-film-and-summer-mystery-1928" target="_blank">a great article</a> in the <i>MetroPulse</i>, taunting the readers with a whodunnit.<br />
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I took the challenge and sought out the rest of the story. Young Pinkie Lee Koehn disappeared from Knoxville after filming the movie, <i>Too Much Flapper</i> in 1928. Newspapers were alerted and the manhunt was on.<br />
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September 1, 1928</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Star Times Advocate</i> - Baton Rouge, Louisiana<br />
October 31, 1928</td></tr>
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Let's see how Jack writes this up next week.Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-76150602314312859532014-02-10T15:53:00.000-05:002014-02-10T16:00:33.955-05:00Top Downton Abbey lines from S4, E6Top lines that the writers <i>should </i>have used on last night’s Downton Abbey...<br />
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<b>Mary to Cora:</b> Where is Papa going?<br />
<b>Cora:</b> To America, dear. To make “The Monuments Men”.<br />
<b>Mary:</b> What’s that?<br />
<b>Cora:</b> A talkie, dear.<br />
<b>Mary:</b> Oh.<br />
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<b>Edith to Cora:</b> Oh, mama, I’m bad...<br />
<b>Cora:</b> No, dear, you’re not bad.<br />
<b>Edith:</b> You didn't let me finish. I mean my acting.<br />
<b>Cora:</b> Yes, dear.<br />
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<b>The Dowager Countess to Isobel:</b> I've forgotten how much fun it is to play cards.<br />
<b>Isobel:</b> Quite.<br />
<b>The Dowager Countess:</b> More fun if we down a shot of sherry every time Dr. Clarkson rolled his eyes.<br />
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<b>Mary:</b> Here piggy, piggy. Soowee! Pig pig pig.<br />
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<b>The Dowager Countess:</b> What is this shark thing and why are attempting to jump it?<br /><b><br /></b><br />
<b><br /></b>Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-71341468826810577292013-11-09T22:36:00.001-05:002013-11-09T22:36:33.826-05:00My Old Flame<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<span style="text-align: start;">Several years back I wrote </span><a href="http://ma-bonne-vie.blogspot.com/2007/09/burn-me-once.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">a post</a><span style="text-align: start;"> about the Champlain School being burned.</span></div>
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Pictures are worth a thousand words, but sometimes the words themselves are worth something as well. I used the resources of the <a href="http://news.nnyln.net/" target="_blank">Northern New York Library Network</a> and found these articles. The <i>Plattsburgh Daily Republican</i> article is longer, but illegible. I only showed what could be easily be deciphered.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>The North Countryman</i> - December 19, 1940</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Plattsburgh Daily Press</i> - December 16, 1940</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Plattsburgh Daily Republican</i> - December 17, 1940</td></tr>
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<a href="http://genealogybank.com/" target="_blank">Genealogy Bank</a> provided this story.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Springfield Republican</i> (Massachusetts) - December 17, 1940</td></tr>
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<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-87792695160285542702013-10-17T14:19:00.001-04:002013-10-17T14:19:38.756-04:00Miss Paper Doll's Halloween Costumes<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><a href="http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83045433/" target="_blank">The Washington Herald</a></i> - October 29, 1911</td></tr>
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<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-5404196671361734542013-10-11T15:31:00.000-04:002013-10-11T15:31:16.379-04:00Dentistry Puppet Show<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Hyde Park Herald</i> - January 31, 1973</td></tr>
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Gary Ashwill, of the fantastic <a href="http://agatetype.typepad.com/agate_type/" target="_blank">agate type</a> blog, just did <a href="http://agatetype.typepad.com/agate_type/2013/10/isamu-tashiro-1918-chicago-all-nations.html" target="_blank">a story</a> on Isamu Tashiro, a baseball player of Japanese descent, who later in life became a dentist, among other things. I sought out some other info on Mr. Tashiro and found the above photo of his wife.<br /><br />Sweet dreams, if you can.Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-11201432009457314192013-09-14T01:20:00.001-04:002013-11-09T21:21:19.541-05:00Clell HuskeyWho was Clell Huskey and why does it matter?<br />
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Clell Huskey was the second son of Eldridge and Louise Huskey of Sevier County, Tennessee. Clell was born in about 1922. His father owned his own farm.<br />
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Clell graduated as part of the class of 1941 with 29 other students from Harrison Chilhowee Baptist Academy.<br />
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On August 8, 1942 he enlisted as a private in the U.S. Army at Fort Oglethorpe, George. According to his enlistment record he was 5' 11" and 170 pounds. He was a semi-skilled mechanic. He was married.<br />
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In early May of 1944, as part of the 18th Infantry Regiment, 1st Infantry Division, he died in North Africa. He is officially listed as missing in action. He is remembered on the Walls of the Missing at the <a href="http://www.abmc.gov/cemeteries/cemeteries/na.php" target="_blank">North Africa American Cemetery</a> in Carthage, Tunisia. He received the Purple Heart Medal and the Bronze Star Medal.<br />
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He's also remembered at <a href="http://www.thekingsacademy.net/" target="_blank">The King's Academy</a>, in Seymour, Tennessee.<br />
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From William F. Hall, Sr.'s book <i>A Venture of Faith - History of Harrison Chilhowee Baptist Academy</i>:<br />
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Football was played in various places until 1947; when Huskey Memorial Field was made for a football gridiron in memory of Clell Huskey, former student and athlete who was killed in action in North Africa, May 6, 1943<i>*</i>. The field was made possible by his family giving his government insurance money toward its construction.</blockquote>
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Many young men pass through this gate on Friday nights, ready to take battle on the football field. <br />
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I wonder how many of them look up and know who Clell Huskey was, and what his sacrifice means to them and to all of us.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">* - Mr. Hall was mistaken on the date of Clell's death.</span><br />
<br />Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-43994926940003975632013-09-05T14:13:00.003-04:002013-09-05T15:58:59.898-04:00The Yellow Kites - another interviewIt was about two years ago that I first met, and then <a href="http://ma-bonne-vie.blogspot.com/2011/09/musician-interview-yellow-kites.html">interviewed</a>, Kendall and Erina Ludwig. They make music together as The Yellow Kites.<br />
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The were recently in Seymour as part of their current tour. We caught up a bit and I fired off some questions for them to answer.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">Q:</span> You have have a new CD, <i><a href="http://theyellowkites.bandcamp.com/" target="_blank">Alchemy</a></i>. When you write songs which comes
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">K:</span> I would say that each song is really unique. Some songs come in one piece and other ones we have to work a bit harder for.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">Q:</span> Several of the songs have a great visual impact through the lyrics. I'm thinking specifically of <i>Dirge</i> and <i>Skipper</i>. I suppose that all of your songs have some personal story woven into them, some more than others. Can you share where you came up with the imagery?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">E:</span> <i>Dirge</i> is definitely an example of when a song comes out with both the music and lyrics. We were sat on the beach in Hilton Head, SC where we went to grieve and the tune and words for the first verse just spilled out of me. We have a really close attachment with the sea now as on our last day on the island we wrote little notes to our lost baby, Francis and our best friend Jascha, put the papers in glass bottles and cast them out to sea. So those personal stories are heavily influenced by what we experienced this year.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">Q:</span> It sounds to me the music is a bit more complex on this CD compared to
your self titled CD (Iooping, electric guitar), but there is still a sweet
simplicity in the vocal harmonies. What are you doing differently? Is
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">K:</span> I feel as if it's coming into maturity as a band. Our previous album had simple tales and they were told in that manner. As life has progressed for us our story has become increasingly more complicated and yet we still try to seek simplicity in our lives. So in that way, I don't feel this is risky for us.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">E:</span> I also think on this album we're coming more into what we're about and what sounds we like. Music is so fascinating and we love instrumentation, probably why we keep learning new instruments! You should see our studio! Each instrument is like another voice and creates a wonderful throng.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">Q:</span> How long did it take you to record the CD? Any special methods to the recording process?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">K:</span> The recording process was a bit of a blur for us this time as we did the brunt of it over the July 4th weekend, but we finished it up later. So it was like 6 days total. That's everything - instruments and vocals. As for special methods - our house isn't sound proof (it was built in 1860) so some fireworks probably leaked into the recordings at times.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">E:</span> But we did do instruments in the mornings (our talented musician friends came in the evenings to record) and we did our vocals later on when we were more awake. Oh yes, and we tried not to die in our non-air conditioned studio.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">Q:</span> You're about in the middle of your Birds on the Porch 2013 Tour. Since you're driving from date to date you must be logging many miles. You said that you've converted your diesel Mercedes Benz to run on used vegetable oil. Are you trying to be environmental friendly or were there practical reasons? Is this a whole lifestyle change?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">K:</span> On our previous tour we watched so much money get burned up in gas expenditure. We wanted to try and eliminate that this tour. And in our lives in general we try to be good tenants of the earth. We bicycle, recycle and freecycle and garden too in order to keep our costs low and take care of the world around us. So, a vehicle that runs on veggie oil was the natural next step for us.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">Q:</span> Erina, you're playing viola now. Any formal training? And the sewing projects (iphone cases, fabric bookmarks, coasters)... are there any areas that your creativity doesn't touch?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">E:</span> Aww you're too kind! I've always been curious about everything and making things is my favorite thing. I've learned it isn't just in making stories up, but music and yes, sewing too. Since losing two such dear souls to us my creativity has gone into overdrive. It was my response to all that death. I dreamt of playing the violin (I was learning how to play it when I was little, but didn't like practicing) earlier this year and decided I would play the viola instead. It has such resonance and is both mournful and soothing. No formal training yet, though I am working through a Sevcik Etudes book for first position and have other books and CDs to help. I'm going to be taking lessons with IUPUI's talented tutors when we get back. As for sewing, it's down to Pinterest. Also what is a touring band without killer merchandise? So we've really upped our game this time.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">Q:</span> What happens after the tour wraps up? More writing? Take some time off? Can you take time off from music, just put the guitar and harmonium down for a week or two?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">K:</span> Great question. Unfortunately we have to go back to our day jobs, which will actually be restful in comparison to our tour schedule. But we'll also begin booking for our next tour and working on our third album.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">E:</span> We have several shows lined up already for September and October and we're thinking of doing a little Christmas season tour with our own arrangements of carols. We'll have to keep you posted!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-large;">K:</span> Cookies and cream.<br />
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I'd like to thank Kendall and Erina for their friendship and for taking the time to answer the questions.<br />
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To learn more about The Yellow Kites you can find them at:<br />
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<li><a href="http://theyellowkites.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">their blog</a></li>
<li><a href="http://theyellowkites.bandcamp.com/" target="_blank">bandcamp</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Yellow-Kites/143549802344800" target="_blank">facebook</a></li>
<li><a href="https://twitter.com/TheYellowKites" target="_blank">twitter</a></li>
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<b>UPDATE: </b>Their Mercedes Benz gave up the ghost at the end of August. Go read more at their <a href="http://theyellowkites.wordpress.com/2013/08/31/we-wont-be-coming-round-the-mountain/" target="_blank">blog entry about it</a>.Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-29926360789619100942013-08-31T23:13:00.000-04:002013-08-31T23:24:45.788-04:00Another game to add to 'The Lost Years'The University of Tennessee did not officially sponsor a football team during the 1894 and 1895 seasons. There was a student team lead by W.B. Stokely. The <a href="http://issuu.com/utad/docs/2013_media_guide">2013 UT football media guide</a> lists six games for the 1895 season. Here's one that they haven't included. I assume that they just didn't know about it.
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The (current) Tennessee School for the Deaf went toe to toe with the University school boys and ended in a 10-10 tie. I'm not up on football of the mid 1890s but a few things stood out to me from the article. There is not a quarterback listed. Also, each team made two touchdowns and a goal. How many points was a touchdown worth in 1895? And what exactly was a goal? Could the reporter have been wrong and they each made a touchdown (and PAT) plus a field goal? That would make it 10-10. More research is needed.<br />
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Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-12769285745050110422013-08-28T09:00:00.000-04:002013-08-28T09:00:14.510-04:00Communion Meditation - August 18, 2013<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">A few times per year I'm asked to provide a communion meditation at my church. My brother shared one of his <a href="http://awedmanor.wordpress.com/2013/08/04/communion-meditation-2013-08-04/" target="_blank">recent communion meditations</a> so I figured that I should do the same.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In 2006, a book by Elizabeth Gilbert was published. It was called: <i>Eat, Pray, Love.</i> The story chronicles her trip around the world and what she discovered. I haven’t read it and I probably won’t. It was made into a film starring Julia Roberts. I probably won’t watch the movie, either.<br /><br />So what does this have to do with our communion time? What’s the title again? <i>Eat, Pray, Love.</i> What are some of the things we are to do as Christians? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Eat.</i> Break bread together. Share in communion, both the bread and the wine <b>and</b> the fellowship. Commune with one another.<br /><br /><i>Pray</i>. Were you listening to Harold’s sermon? I hope that you were. Pray. Together. Pray for courage and power. Pray.<br /><br /><i>Love</i>. This is not an option. If we are to live like Christ then we are to love like Christ. Sacrificially. Unending. Selflessly.<br /><br />The memoir was subtitled:<i> One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India, and Indonesia</i>. She travelled the world trying to find fulfillment. All she had to do was look to the living Christ, the one who instituted this meal. As we take the elements this morning, remember the One who died for your sins.<br /><br />Let’s pray: Dear Heavenly Father. Thank you for your goodness and for your grace. Help us to Eat, Pray, and Love in a manner that is pleasing to you. We love you. Amen. </span></div>
Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-72075256188844918112013-08-26T19:59:00.001-04:002013-08-26T19:59:18.566-04:00I certainly would hate to be a cow ...<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Mark Aubreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022715354021247303noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24685887.post-79413036149079274372013-08-26T11:39:00.004-04:002013-08-26T11:39:38.893-04:00The High Price of College<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From the book: <br /><a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=M6tDAAAAIAAJ&dq" style="font-style: italic;" target="_blank">Where To Educate 1898-1899</a><br />p. 340</td></tr>
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