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►I did not take this photo, but the story is mine.◄
In the mid-1960s, when we were living in Connecticut, I was offered a part time job as a wedding photographer, working for the Hartford branch of a large New York studio, and this Graflex Speed Graphic was the camera I used. Usually it takes 4x5 sheet film, but the studio I worked for had their Speed Graphics fitted with 120 roll film backs, which produced a 2-1/4"x2-3/4" negative. I earned $25 per wedding, most of which went towards paying for the camera, which I had to buy. Obviously, I never made any money at it, but, it sure was fun, and one of the weddings I photographed produced the largest print order the studio had ever received, so I guess I was doing something right.
The camera came equipped with a razor sharp 80mm f2.8 "normal" lens, which was the equivalent of a 50mm lens on a 35mm camera; and automation of any kind, or zoom lenses didn't exist then; and I didn't even own an exposure meter, so when I wasn't using flash, I had to go with the "Sunny 16 Rule." The flash that I used was a Braun unit that included a monstrously heavy battery pack that hung from my shoulder, and to get the exposure right, I had to judge the distance to the subject, and then do some quick calculations using the guide number to come up with the right settings, all while the bride and everyone else in the wedding was in motion, and "targets of opportunity" were popping up all over the place, especially at the reception. But, I always came back with dead-on exposures, something that many photographers today, who were raised on fully automatic cameras, would likely think of as inconceivable under those conditions. Photographing the ceremony and setting up the various group shots was the easy part. However, as I said, it sure was fun.
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For images and stories of this nature, I have put together a set called Our Life Story, depicting our life together over the past half century and containing over 200 images and descriptions which, for the most part, are in chronological order. Check it out and let me know what you think of it.
My version of the one of my favorite SelfMOCs. Please welcome Velken!
This is my universe version. In my world he is better known as 10% VEXUS Velken. Velken is lone warrior. He is working for himself. While doing one part-time job he was attacked by VEXUS virus. There was a fight between him and some VEXUS'ifed matoran and Toa. Velken prove his strength and VEXUS tried to get him. Thankfully Velken didn't corrupted completely. But it cause some memory loss and also loss with his elemental powers.
Between errands in downtown Toronto I had my eye out for potential Strangers. I met a couple of men sitting on a ledge in an alcove of a highrise office building with beautiful reflected light from surrounding buildings and an interesting metal sculpture in the lobby behind them. Both were very pleasant but declined, citing shyness. I tried my usual anti-shyness techniques but to no avail. They expressed some guilt because they thought the project sounded really great and we parted with their sincere good wishes for my project and their thanks for my having considered them. I found this typical of many “rejections.” They couldn’t have been nicer about it and we parted with friendly handshakes and an exchange of names. I said “Perhaps we’ll meet again in the future on a less-shy day.” They laughed and said “Maybe.”
Just down the block I spotted this man having his Starbucks coffee on an outdoor patio. I should mention that the last couple of days have been 20 C in Toronto with sunshine and believe me, the natives are frantic to shed their galoshes and get out onto the patios.
I introduced myself and the project and he gave a slightly self-conscious smile and quietly said “Sure. You can do it.” I told him he didn’t need to get up but he did and said “Just tell me where to go.” I positioned him against the windows of the Starbucks and asked him to tip his Blue Jays cap back slightly so the light could reach his eyes. Only then did I notice the bloodshot eye. Well, no turning back now. I took just four photos. One was a blink shot and I deleted it. That left 3 to work with. Chuck had a somewhat studied casual manner as I photographed him which I think was his way of managing some shyness.
We chatted a bit and I asked him what he was up to when I interrupted him and he said he was getting ready to go to work. “What do you do?” “Well, I’m a trainer at a gym for a part-time job. My full-time job is as a shipping manager for a store – just a blue collar job.” I said “I get the impression you love the trainer job but do the shipping job to pay the bills.” He smiled. “That’s exactly it.” I commented that I’ve met people in the arts (artists, musicians, actors) who are in the same situation – working a boring job for the pay and doing what they love the rest of the time but not getting much pay. Well, I guess it’s better to be doing what you love for little pay than to not be doing it at all but it’s a shame more people can’t get adequate pay for the work they love. I feel that I was one of the lucky ones in that regard.
Chuck, who is 43 (that surprised me a lot) was born and raised in Canada but moved to New York at age 18. He lived and worked there, then in San Fransicso, and then in Los Angeles before returning to Toronto ten years ago. When I asked which country he prefers he said “Each has its benefits, but I don’t like the political climate in the U.S. these days and I’m happy to be back here in Canada.”
We parted with a friendly handshake and me giving him my contact card. He said he didn’t need a photo but I said he could email me if he changes his mind.
Back home I played around with the best image and came up with three versions. Rather than fuss over which one I picked the one that jumped out to me and decided to post the other two as comment photos for you to ponder which you would have picked. The comment photos have less background to the left compared to this one which includes more background. The second comment photo is a black and white conversion of the first – my effort to minimize the bloodshot eye.
Thank you Chuck for participating in 100 Strangers. You are now Stranger #464 in Round 5 of my project.
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
To browse Round 1 of my 100 Strangers project click here: www.flickr.com/photos/jeffcbowen/sets/72157633145986224/
To browse Round 2 of my 100 Strangers project click here:
www.flickr.com/photos/jeffcbowen/sets/72157634422850489/
To browse Round 3 of my 100 Strangers project click here: www.flickr.com/photos/jeffcbowen/sets/72157635541434065/
To browse Round 4 of my 100 Strangers project click here:
live from hand to mouth
(verb) to satisfy one’s basic needs because of a lack of money
Example Sentences:
The University students are living from hand to mouth because they don’t have a lot of money from their part-time jobs.
Jana lived from hand to mouth while studying for her Masters.
While Rebecca is unemployed she willlive from hand to mouth, so she decided to cancel her vacation.
Devil Beside You
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Devil Beside You
Devil Beside You (Chinese: 惡魔在身邊; pinyin: Èmó zài shēnbiān) is a 2005 Taiwanese drama starring Mike He, Rainie Yang and Kingone Wang. It is based on Japanese manga Akuma de Sourou, The Devil Does Exist (悪魔で候 Akuma de Sōrō?), written by Mitsuba Takanashi. It was produced by Comic Ritz International Production (可米瑞智國際藝能有限公司) with Chai Zhi Ping (柴智屏) as producer and directed by Lin He Long (林合隆). The series was first broadcast in Taiwan on free-to-air China Television (CTV) (中視) from 26 June to 18 September 2005 and cable TV Eastern Television (ETTV) (東森) for 20 episodes.Characters[edit]
Major characters[edit]
Drama characterActorManga characterCharacteristics
Qi Yue (齊悅)Rainie YangKayano SaitouShe is a sweet and innocent sophomore in college who lives with her widowed mother. She is shy and sometimes clueless, but has a loyal and kind heart that shines even through the toughest of times. She harbors a crush on the captain of the basketball team, Yuan Yi, but her life is turned upside-down by Ah Meng. Eventually, she falls out of love with Yuan Yi and starts developing feelings for Ah Meng. She constantly worries about him and their relationship being discovered. Qi Yue is also one of the managers of the basketball team. Although it hurts for her to accept that Jiang Meng is her future brother, she still continues to love the devil boy.
Jiang Meng aka Ahmon (江猛)Mike HeTakeru EdogawaHe is the son of the president of the school. He is a freshman at the college, yet he has power over his teachers due to his father's position. Ah Meng is also frightening to a lot of people and is known to bully girls, yet he is also known as the "prince of seduction." Despite his cool composure and "bad" attitude, Ah Meng has a gentle side and often sticks up for what is right. Li Xiang has a crush on him, which he does not reciprocate, but Ah Meng has feelings for Qi Yue. Although she is his future stepsister (elder), he does love her and enjoys teasing her. He knows that she loves him but gets jealous when he finds out that there are new people that are pursuing her. Ah Meng also joins the basketball team and has faster reflexes than rival Yuan Yi's. Ah Meng also has a little brother.
Shang Yuan Yi (尚源伊)Kingone WangKamijou YuuichiHe is a boy in Qi Yue's class (teasingly nicknamed "Ah Yi (Auntie in Chinese)", and is the captain of the basketball team. Qi Yue is initially in love with Yuan Yi for his gentle personality. Yuan Yi reciprocates her feelings and they become a couple. When Qi Yue falls in love with Ah Meng, she breaks up with Yuan Yi, wishing not to lead him on. Yuan Yi is angry and hostile towards Ah Meng at first, but gets over it and realizes his feelings for Qing Zi after she kisses him and he admits that he has feelings towards Qi Yue but he also knows he has no more chance because of Ah Meng.
Qing Zi (晴紫)Tsai Pei Lin (蔡裴琳)Harukawa KyokoShe is Qi Yue's outspoken best friend. She and Xiao Cai are the ones who encourages Qi Yue to confess her love to Yuan Yi, even though Qing Zi herself had a crush on him. Qing Zi cares for Qi Yue a lot and spends a lot of effort in helping her. After Qi Yue and Yuan Yi break up, Qing Zi starts dating Yuan Yi. Qing Zi and Yuan Yi's relationship is tested when Qing Zi feels that Yuan Yi is spending more time playing basketball than being with her. Feeling dejected, she meets with a stranger she chatted with online. She later gets into a tussle with him and Yuan Yi comes to her rescue instead of playing in the team's basketball match. When her father gets a new job, he forces her to emigrate with him, taking her away from Yuan Yi and her friends. Yuan Yi, in order to keep her with him, challenges her father, a skilled swordsman.
Xiao Cai (小彩)Fu Xiao Yun (傅小芸)NanachanShe is Qi Yue and Qing Zi's friend. She and Qing Zi were the ones who supported Qi Yue to confess her love to Yuan Yi. Unlike Qing Zi, Xiao Cai appears to be more calm. She also alerted Yuan Yi of Qing Zi's escapade with the stranger because she was worried about Qing Zi's safety.
Xin Li Xiang (辛莉香)Fan Hsiao Fun (范筱梵)Rika MoroboshiIn high school, she was an anti-social girl and acted snotty to all the girls in the class. Whenever she got bullied, Ah Meng would protect her. Li Xiang has also developed a crush on Ah Meng, calling him "Prince". She would do anything to get Ah Meng to notice her, she would even go as far as hiring girls to beat her up so Ah Meng could "save" her. Finally she realizes that this is not the way to get him to love her. Yang Ping had a crush on her and she then starts to have feelings for him and goes out with him.
Yu Yang Ping (于陽平)Masuyama YukiYouheiHe is Ah Meng's best friend who supports him. He used to be mocked by the middle school basketball teacher because he was overweight and he could not play well. Ah Meng was defensive and protective over him and he beat up the teacher. This lead them to become good friends. He has feelings for Li Xiang, but she has a crush on Ah Meng. He is willing to do anything for her, even trying to beat up Qi Yue. Li Xiang then starts to develop feelings for him and they start to go out.
Yuan Chuan Rang aka Ah Rang (袁川讓)Figaro CengYuzuruHe is Ah Meng's younger brother. Their father tried desperately to forget about him, and named Ah Meng as the successor of the company. Ah Rang follows and stalks Qi Yue everywhere, trying to force her and blackmail her to like him, who in turn, does everything she can to stop him. He tries to ruin Ah Meng's name, and puts Ah Meng and Qi Yue in lots of danger. He is later softened by Qi Yue, who later feels sorry for him and reaches out to him, and becomes more open. Ah Rang actually really looks up to Ah Meng and sees him as a hero, and actually cares deeply about him. He also tried to act like him, which causes him to get bullied and beaten up in school. Ah Meng then teaches him how to protect himself and fight the boys who bulied him. His mother chose him instead of Ah Meng when his parents divorced, causing Ah Meng to envy his younger brother. Ah Meng would often ignore him and never look at him, and act coldly toward him. Ah Rang is also being helped by the university president's assistant who is in love with Ah Rang's mother, who does not reciprocate that love. Plus, Ah Meng had accidentally shoved Ah Rang into a vase that had severely injured and cut his neck when they were young. This caused Ah Meng to have felt really sorry to his younger brother over the years. Because of this injury, he usually is weak and can collapse due to breath failure. He has asthma and after a "fake" attack, he and Ah Meng rekindle their relationship and become brothers once more.
Liu Mei Di (劉美蒂)Katherine Wang Kai Di (王凱蒂)A girl who Ah Meng saved when she dropped her glasses in the middle of a road. He took her to an optician and bought new glasses for her. She never got a good sight of him as she broke her glasses, but she fell in love with him. Coincidentally, Ah Meng's grandmother arranged a marriage for him and Meidi to try to break Ah Meng and Qi Yue apart. She is well-sheltered because everyone thinks she is cute and innocent due to her appearance. Ah Meng is the only person, besides blunt Li Xiang, that didn't give her what she wanted which is one of the reasons she loves him so much. She also has anemia that causes her to be dependent on chocolate, notably Ferrero Rocher, so she always carries a box in her bag. She likes to give out the chocolates to thank people for their kindness.
Tian Si Shen (田思慎)Wu Zhong Tian (吳中天)Shin FujitaQi Yue's first crush. He was her father's student when they were younger. He and Qi Yue had spent a lot of time together, and he was her mentor. She had always said when she was younger that she wanted to marry him when she grew up. He studied overseas for some time. When he came back, he became a substitute professor for a short while at her college. He also became the coach for the basketball team. Though he has a girlfriend, he harbors feelings for Qi Yue. Once he knows that Qi Yue is not the same girl she used to be and is in a relationship with Ah Meng, he then tries to get back his girlfriend.
I find it eerie how this photo is so fitting...I guess in a way, Sayuri's stubborn expression is a reflection of my long struggle to get where I am now. The title comes from a song by Origa, which is also the opening theme of Ghost in the Shell: SAC. It's one of my favourite animated series, and the lyrics are meaningful.
Although the meme is more towards the side of BJD, some parts of it spill over into my personal life, too - because that's what my BJD are to me. Personal, part of me, reflections of my soul.
Tagged by rainwaltz.
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Challenge: Your Ten Personal Rules for Collecting Today (Because Tomorrow it May Change)
I. Rome wasn't built in a day. If you want to get better at something, work for it. If you want something, work for it. Don't sit there in your sad little corner crying about how you can't do anything, or get anything, because it sure as hell didn't get me anywhere. Fight for what you want, be it in the form of finding part-time jobs or studying to get into a good school. It's taken me seven years to get to where I am. I've come a long way. But I'm still fighting. And I'll never stop fighting. I use the word 'fight' because that's what it is. It's a constant battle against the self every day, to get past your weaknesses, to get better.
II. Never ever settle for less than what you desire. This is related to (I). Know what you want and go for it, because if you settle for less, you're cheating and disappointing yourself and you won't ever be truly satisfied. I've broken this rule before and I have learned the hard way that the consequences are just not worth it.
III. Nobody's perfect and that means you aren't going to be able to please everybody. You like what you like. People who want to be around you for who you are won't care, and those that constantly want to tear you down just because god forbid you don't like Volks or something, they don't matter. Changing your tastes or buying something you aren't even fond of just to pander to a certain group's likes is really pathetic.
IV. If you respect me, I will respect you. I like what I like, you like what you like, I don't like what you like, and you don't like what I like. That's fine. Sniping at each other because we don't like what each other likes, that is NOT fine. Not at all.
V. I don't take shit from stupid people. If you piss me off in any form (be it being a bad buyer/seller or just a douchebag in general), don't expect me to take it lying down.
VI. Tastes can and WILL change. Learn to accept that. It's a natural part of staying in this hobby. It's not impossible for someone to go from liking maybe Soom's sculpts to wanting to collect only Volks, for example. (I use Volks because it's probably the most well-known instance of such cases and lots of people get shit for it.) I have a revolving door because of that. People may think poorly of me for it, but that's just how I roll. I'm going through a period where my aesthetic tastes are on freaking steroids or something and they just change so fast.
VII. Be happy with what you have. There is no point being jealous over what someone else has, though it is human nature to covet and to desire. If you only focus on what you don't have, you will never ever know how much you have and you will be a very miserable soul.
VIII. The hobby is just that. A hobby. It is secondary to making sure you have a healthy bank balance, enough food to eat, and a roof over your head. I love food, I would never spend to the point where I can't even buy my favourite foods. This hobby does not pay your bills. Very few people can achieve that. It is not a lifestyle, hence do not treat it as such. It's not going to get you very far in life, sorry to say.
IX. Nothing is ever 100% original. Seriously. Get over it. Everything overlaps to a certain degree. The human race has been around for hundreds of thousands of years, you'd be pretty hard pressed to find something that hasn't already been done yet. That said, do not take it as an excuse to bloody pilfer someone's entire world-building story or aesthetic preference or whatever. I find it very hard to believe that someone's inner voice can be a carbon-copy of another's, though I guess with 6 billion people on this planet it can happen. Carve out your own niche. That too will take time. You can't rush it.
X. This hobby isn't a competition to see who has the most dolls or who can spend the most money on whatever. It's meant to be fun but when it's turned into a contest, everyone ends up miserable.
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And that's it. I have a considerably more cynical outlook on everything as per compared to most other people, I suppose - but I'd be lying if I said this hobby was a bed of roses all the time.
I don't think it will ever not feel good to take a 365, especially after a period of not taking them.
I have recently gotten a part time job, and the hours aren't so part time. I'm having extreme difficulties waking up, and I'm getting sick what feels like on a weekly basis. While my job challenges me and I enjoy the stability (and money!), I am an extremely shy and introverted person, and the fact that I am constantly having to talk to people and make eye contact is overwhelming and often makes me feel...bad. I dread going in to work just because I dread talking to hundreds of strangers in a day. Its so mentally, emotionally, and physically draining. But I only just got this job, and I'm hoping it will get better. I also feel terrible complaining, because so so many people have it much worse than me. with actually terrible jobs.
Anyway, here's an image I feel properly depicts how I'm feeling. I hope you like it.
I don't have any good story to go with this, so you have to go only with picture today :)
Maybe only that why my collar bone has a bit weird shape is because I broke it while being extras in movie Harrison's Flowers It was my part time job when I was studying university :)
TOTW and Tiny Words
Day one hundred and sixty three of my project 365. This is a shot looking right across my macbook pro's keyboard at night. Today's been an extremely productive day, not to mention beautiful, what with this gorgeous weather. I managed to get plenty done today, including rewriting a whole website nearly. I was rusty from not doing website design in a while, but today reminded me why I loved it so much as a part time job before :) So here it is, the insanely transfixing apple backlit keyboard that enabled me to do all this.
[A few months ago after he lost a lot of weight Kristoff purposed to Ana! She was thrilled and excited that he asked, but secretly unsure if she actually wants to get married. Today is Ana and Kristoff are taking their engagement pictures today at a studio. They walk into the establishment and get sent to different rooms to get dressed and have makeup put on. When Ana enters her room she sees her favorite hair and makeup stylist, Esmeralda.]
A: Esmeralda! What are you doing here? [She runs to hug her]
E: Hey, girl! [she returns the hug] This is my part time job.
A: What about the salon?
E: Don't get me wrong now, I love doing hair, but I didn't go to school to just make hair look good, honey. Hahaha. SOOO I hear you're here for engagement pictures, how exciting!
[Esmeralda ushers Ana into the chair and she starts applying her makeup]
A: Yeah...I guess.
E: You don't sound very excited to me. What's wrong, girl?
A: I don't know. I guess I'm just scared. I always wanted a boyfriend, but a husband..I'm not sure. After that whole engagement to Hans thing....
E: Honey, you don't have to worry. I think Kristoff is a good one. A little weird with the ice stuff, but still good.
A: I know....
E: [she noticed Ana is still worried] Look, honey, being married isn't easy, but if you two are a team and communicate properly, and love each more that you both thought you could, then you should be fine.
A: We've only been together a year though...
E: Phoebus and I knew each other for about 5 months before we got married.
A: Wow, really!?
E: Mhm. Going strong too. Now, girl, what are we going to do with this hair?
A: What do you mean?
E: If you think I'm letting you out of this room with braided pigtails you have another thing coming.
A: [she grabs her hair] I like my pigtails
E: Do you want an up-do or loose curls?
A: Neither.
E: Not happening, honey. [She leaves to get her hair products]
Bringing back an "older" model! I saw how a lot of the other model's did a interview type thing, so I did one too. Here's to hoping you like her!
A message from the model:
G'Day! I'm Phoebe Moore! I hope you're all gobsmacked to see me again! I haven't been up to much recently, just hanging out with me mates and rellies! When I saw this competition I thought it would be a blue to miss it. So here I am! Guess you'd like to know a wee bit more about me, eh? Well, I'm very sooky, I enjoy riding ripper waves, and I have a ridgy-didge style! And those are only a few things 'bout me! I'm not a bludger and I mean very well in this competition. I won't yabber your ears off, but I hope all you tall poppies still favor me. Wish me luck!
Catch ya 'round! :D
Name: Phoebe Lynn Moore
Age: 20
Height: 5'9"
Current Job: Teacher's Assistant
Current Home: Narooma, Australia
Nationality: Australian
Bio
When Phoebe was quite young she did pageants and mini modeling competitions. Her mom and dad supported her 100%. They helped her put make-up on, purchased the dresses, bought fake teeth, the whole package! All had to come to a stop when her dad passed away in a serious motorcycle accident. Her mom sank into a deep depression, pulled Phoebe out of competitions and sent her away to boarding school. After boarding school and high school Phoebe landed a part-time job as a teacher's assistant. Ever since the accident Phoebe has wished to get back into modeling.
Her mom now happily supports her in every decision she makes in life.
On the 180th birthday anniversary for the City of Chicago founded on March
4, 1837, I remember why Chicago was the choice I made for a destination.
When my parents decided to live in the United States of America, I was
living in the Cuban city of Santiago de Cuba and attending elementary
school in Spanish. One day, my Mother told me that both my parents decided
to leave Santiago de Cuba and settle in another city of the United States
of America. She asked me in which city we should live? There were many
choices of cities based on the family relatives who were already in the
USA. Since Catholic Charities sponsored the Freedom Flights, "Vuelos de
Libertad", the Catholic Church offered help in Connecticut and Chicago to
relocate Cuban families there. My Mother and Father thought that
Connecticut was very, very cold and farther north in the East Coast. While
Chicago was in the Midwest, a city by Lake Michigan, one of the Great
Lakes--Erie, Huron, and Superior. My parents had Cuban friends in
Connecticut and Chicago, as well as in other American cities. However, the
City of Chicago was unanimously our choice for a destination in the United
States of America. My Grandmother had Cuban friends in Chicago and
business connections to the mail-order stores like Montgomery Ward, Sears,
etc. My parents had Cuban-Chinese friends in Rogers Park, on Howard
Street, near Evanston, Illinois. Even now, the far north communities of
Edgewater by Lake Michigan, Rogers Park, Andersonville, and Evanston still
appeal to my family in general. Military friends from the Great Lakes and
visitors from the USA encouraged my Mother and Father to leave Santiago de
Cuba.
Chicago Catholic Charities welcomed my family with open arms, kindness,
generosity, and goodwill when we arrived in July 1971. My Father, Mr.
Roberto Hung Juris Doctor and my Mother, Mrs. Gardenia Fong Ramos, myself,
and my youngest brother, Roberto Santiago Hung were referred for relocation
to the Montfield Hotel at the corner of Sheffield and Belmont Avenue in the
Lake View neighborhood, near the Illinois Masonic Medical Center on
Wellington Street. Later, my Father was referred to a Baptist Church
Pastor, Fabio Abreu of Dominican descent and his Canadian-American wife for
relocation to the first floor of a Chicago home owned by Mrs. Marie Palmer,
a Protestant Lutheran American widow, his neighbor across the alley who
needed a responsible and reliable tenant with a family to help her maintain
here Chicago real estate property at 2930 North Albany between Wellington
and George, near Kedzie Avenue where Avondale Elementary School was
located, across from the Grace Lutheran Church.
The Baptist Pastor Fabio Abreu from the Dominican Republic and his Lutheran
American-German neighbor Mrs. Marie Palmer were heaven sent during our
relocation from the Montfield Hotel in Lakeview to the Avondale community
near Logan Square, not far from our Cuban-
Chinese friends, Fernando Wong and Yolanda Fen with two children, a
retarded daughter with spinal bifida, Zuling, and a male Fernandito Wong
Fen who wanted to be an architect engineer later in life. Afterwards,
Fernando and Yoli Wong had a daughter named Meiling who lived in the Rogers
Park community, near Evanston and Skokie in Illinois.
While I was attending Avondale Grammar School, on Kedzie Avenue, aka
Loganddale Elementary School, I used to participate in an abridged 6th
grade program, instead of the corresponding 8th grade program which I would
later trafer. Since my Mother had my Cuban grammar school transcripts, she
told the Principal in Santiago de Cuba that I had alread passed 6th, 7th,
and 8th grade programs in Santiago de Cubqa in Spanish.
The obvious problem for all of us was how to speak English, write in
English, and attend school of course, obviously, my family and I had to
make a transition from spoken Spanish to American English, fluently. There
were Free English courses and classes at the Casa Central in Logan Square,
Chicago, Illinois 60618, USA. My parents and I, used to practice speaking
English in Santiago de Cuba, later on, we, as a family began to speak
English at home in Chicago with the television programs of Sesame Street
and the Electric Company featuring Rita Moreno, among other television
personalities and talent,as well as other TV programs like Perry Mason,
classic western movies with John Wayne, and the musical songs of Doris Day,
Glen Miller's American Jazz band, Lawrence Welk, which we used to watch
before.
Soon, we made friends with the neighbors like Ludivinia "Ludi" Villareal,
whose family was Hispanic from Méjico and invited us to her birthday party
for "tostadas", tacos, etc. There were also Cuban-Americans like Armando
and his youngest brother who went to Avondale Elementary School also with
myself and my youngest brother Robert S. Hung. My 6th grade teacher was
Miss Honeywood and my English As A Second Language Teacher was Miss Pantos
who later married and changed her name. Later, I was double transferred to
8th grade with Mr. Herbert Hebel where I graduated with High Honors from
Avondale Elementary School.
In Chicago, my Father, Roberto Hung was able to find employment at the
warehouse in Montgomery Ward and Sears, Roebuck and Company. Later he
worked for Marshall Field's and the Theatrical Dance Supply Company.
Fernando and Yoli Wong Fen recomeded my Father to work for Felt-Products,
on McCormick Boulevard in Skokie, also known today as Federal Mogul, a
corporation in the automotive industry manufacturing "oil gaskets" with a
patented adhesive created and designed by Albert Mecklenburger, a
German-American from Berlin, Germany.
My Mother also had to get a job with Goldblatt's on Milwaukee Avenue, right
in the midst of the Polish American neighborhood. Then, she found another
part-time job at Tic-Toc with Mrs. Sherman. Later, my Father recommended
her to work for Felt-Products with him in Skokie, also.
I started working at the Offices of Edelstein & Edelstein on Irivng Park
Road who needed to make collection calls on the telephone and paid a
minimum wage of $4 per hour. Afterrwards, I found a job at McDonald's at
the corner of Irving Park Road and Elston Avenue, not far from the Irving
Park Shopping Center, the Y.M.C.A. and Madonna High School.
In order to *"Make Ends Meet"*, both my Father and Mother went to work, and
during my 3rd year as a junior at Madonna High School, age 16-years-old,
Sister Rosemarie from Counselling referred me to get a job and follow the
American Dream working hard to make a living. Mrs. Palmer used to say
before she left for work as an Administrator and Office Manager at the
Civic Opera, *"I owe, I owe, so off to work I go."*
*Chicago* is also known as the Windy City because of the cross-winds across
Lake Michigan cause whirlwinds and all-changing weather due to the Lake
Effect and the Great Lakes. It is still a beautiful city by the Lake
Michigan, *"the city with the broad shoulders"* as a client and friend from
Helsinki, Finland, calls the City of Chicago. Mrs. Marie Palmer used to
tell me, *"if you don't like the weather in Chicago, wait a minute, it will
change."*
I have grown up in Chicago for the last 46 years on the Northwest side of
the Windy City and attended and graduated from Northeastern Illinois
University after graduating from Madonna High School on May 27, 1977 with
High Honors, as a member of the National Honor Society and the French Honor
Society. Later, I pursued Graduate Studies at the University of Illinois
at Chicago with the *Abraham Lincoln Fellowship for Rhetorical Criticism,
Speech Writing, Communications, and Theatre* granted by the UIC Department
of Communications and Theatre managed by Dr. Anthony Graham-White. I have
written my Master's Thesis as an ethnography about *"The Chinese in Cuba:
Assimilation and Acculturation*" presented by Dr. Thomas Kochman, Ph.D.
The City of Chicago celebrates today 180 years since its founding fathers
established the settlement by the Chicago River and used the name
familiarly with the *"wild onions"* growing by the river banks. *"Happy
180th Birthday Anniversary, Chicago!"*
I have rented and lived in a studio apartment on the Northwest side of
Chicago near my Father, Mr. Roberto Hung Juris Doctor, on Sacramento and
Belle Plaine, near Irving Park Road, in a building owned by Mrs. A.C.
Nylen, a German-American realtor in Chicago and the Midwest.
My Mother, Mrs. Gardenia Fong Ramos began to work at Felt-Products Inc. and
attended Loyola University Lewis Towers Campus pursuing a Master's in
Spanish Literature with Dr. Martinez, Dr. Carol Holdsworth, and Dr. Luján.
Chicago has always represented the spirit of its community people to
prevail and overcome adversity in the challenges that life brings over
time, place, and physical presence. The people of Chicago have a fighting
spirit to survive and fight for justice, equity, and fairness. Chicago is
today a cosmopolitan metropolis and a credit to its sprawling communities
by Lake Michigan in the state of Illinois, USA. Happy 180th Anniversary,
Chicago!
The Chicago River
Gardenia C. Hung, M.A., B.A.
Consulting Social Media Arts Communications
www.intranslations.blogspot.com
www.linkedin.com/in/gardeniahung
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‘Greetings to this fantastic show of strength’ says Mark Serwotka
3rd February 2023
THERE were more than 40,000 teachers and other striking workers on the NEU demonstration on Wednesday 1st February – with the front of the march arriving for the rally which started in Whitehall at 1pm, while the back of the march was still yet to leave the BBC building in Portland Place.
A huge loudspeaker system and projected film screen broadcast the speeches to the massive crowd.
National Education Union members were joined by delegations of striking workers from the PCS, RMT, ASLEF and UCU unions and other supporters.
The first speaker at the rally, was Mary Bousted, Joint General Secretary of the NEU, who said: ‘They try and paint unions as the villains, but it won’t wash. We fight for what is right, for enough to eat and keep warm and for public services which families depend on.
‘NEU members know that their schools are running on empty. Mr Hunt talked about Silicon Valley – but there are only half the teachers necessary who are skilled in computing. Half of IT is taught by teachers without training.
‘Sunak spoke of having maths teaching to the age of 18 years. But one in eight maths lessons are taken by teachers with no qualifications in maths.
‘How did we get to a situation where half of pupils are taught by unqualified teachers? We have the highest class sizes in primary and secondary schools. Teachers’ pay has dropped by 20% since 2010. Teachers are taking part-time jobs as they can’t pay the bills.’
Teacher Lucy Pastor said: ‘I lie awake at night thinking, what will it take for them to listen. Do they choose heating or eating … I am a single mum with a three and four-year-old, and have been teaching in secondary school for 12 years.
‘Cuts are systemic and there is criminal underfunding, erosion of pay and working conditions. I strike because I am desperate. Our education and children demand better. In this country there are the highest childcare charges in Europe, making it difficult for women to be teachers. I work part time. I am overdrawn every month and have to take in student lodgers. It’s not a good way to live.’
Paul Whiteman, General Secretary of the National Association of Head Teachers said: ‘Your fight is our fight. There has been industrial action in Northern Ireland, and it is starting in Wales. I can confirm we will ballot again in England.
‘There is a history of struggle in the trade union movement. When you oppress working people they push back. We have to stand firm. Our cause is just. It is about saving education for our children.’
Mark Serwotka, General Secretary of the Public and Commercial Services union (PCS) said: ‘Greetings to this fantastic show of strength. Sunak knows the cost of everything and the value of nothing. My children were brought up by the fabulous NUT members in their state schools in Croydon and UCU members in higher education.
‘100,000 PCS members are on strike today, working in such places as the Cabinet Office, Serious Fraud Office, the British Museum, pensions and dole offices and airports. 40,000 civil servants use food banks. 45,000 claim benefits.
‘All they’ve offered us is 2% They plan to sack 90,000 staff. They have cut terms and conditions. We are saying, NO!’
‘The government says they can’t afford it. PCS members in HMRC told the former Chancellor, he hadn’t paid his taxes. Today, a strike of half a million workers is taking place – the biggest strike in over ten years.’
Jo Grady, General Secretary of the UCU said: ‘This rally is a message to the mainstream media and to our students and colleagues and people we work for.
‘They say we have the audacity to coordinate strikes. The Tory government has the audacity to coordinate with business who try to stop us striking. They coordinate zero hours contracts and fire and rehire.
‘We are on our fourth day of strike action. We are moving our employers, not enough. You can do the same. … UCU will re-ballot later this month … Be proud Be strong.’
The General Secretary of the TUC, Paul Nowak said: ‘This is a fantastic turnout. The biggest in the trade unions for 30 years – 300,000 from the NEU, 100,000 civil servants, 70,000 university lecturers, plus train and bus drivers. And more are in struggle: Physiotherapists, postal workers, Amazon and midwives standing up for a decent pay rise.
‘The government won’t negotiate seriously. They are making it more difficult to take strike action. We’re going to fight to protect the right to strike. Even if workers win the ballot, an employer can force a worker to work and sack them if they don’t. Not on our watch! We will fight for the right to strike.
‘There is crisis in class-rooms, hospitals, civil services and on the railways. It all lies at the door of numbers 10 and 11 Downing Street. There have been decades of underfunding and poor pay.
‘Negotiate with the unions. Deliver on pay. Go back and talk to friends at the workplace. This is a serious political chance to build a stronger, diverse trade union movement. Be proud of our unions.’
Lucy Cut, a nursery teacher from Brent said: ‘There is a massive crisis affecting special needs, the NHS, social care and housing. We see it day in day out. Their answer is more repression, taking away our rights.
‘For example the lack of speech and language therapy – it’s not the fault of refugees. WE are the answer. It’s us the working class who cares to provide a society that provides for them.’
Katie Leggal from the FBU said: ‘Let’s stand together and get organising. Without that we wouldn’t have women’s rights, weekends, or holiday pay. They want to take our organisations away from us.’
Eddie Brand, London Unison Ambulance Service Secretary, said: ‘We provided life and limb cover, for heart attacks. As ambulance staff we know how to provide a safe service. We worked during the pandemic, and in healthcare 24 hours a day 365 days a year. We are now being attacked with a new bill. We want a safe service, and decent pay.’
Mick Whelan ASLEF General Secretary said: ‘Sunak says that trade unions are anti-worker. We are committed to our communities and families. Every worker deserves better wages. They found the time to legislate to increase bankers’ bonuses. It’s the profiteers driving inflation in the UK. This is just the start. No zero hours! No fire and rehire! No P&O!’
The final speaker was Mick Lynch, secretary of the RMT, who said: ‘Hello what a beautiful sight. Every worker needs a pay rise – a square deal. We are united and will not be divided by who we work for, region or colour of our skin.
‘We are back here demanding change. We refuse to be poor. We are for our people on our terms. There are marches and demos all over the country. There are more ballots and more demands.
‘They should get out of the way. Get a new government, a new general election. They will not win the day. This is the fight of a generation – the fight for our future. Up the unions! Victory for us! Solidarity!’
The meeting ended with the chairwoman announcing the 15th March as a National Day of Action to be organised by the unions on the streets of London.
SHEFFIELD
Several hundred angry trade unionists and workers marched through Sheffield on Wednesday insisting: ‘We are fighting back right across the country.’
One emphasised: ‘Half a million workers are on strike today, and now a million workers have voted for industrial action. There are now more strikes to come. Let’s hear it for ambulance workers, for the nurses and the train drivers. Sheffield needs a pay rise. So we now have a plan for the biggest May Day March ever seen in this city.’
Leading delegations also on the march were South Yorkshire members of the Fire Brigades Union (FBU), and NEU teachers’ union from Prince Edward Primary School, Longley Park Sixth Form College, Dobcroft Infant School, Handsworth Community School, High Stores School, King Edward VII and Meadowhead schools.
Matthew Malik from UCU said: ‘I am Sheffield university’s union pensions officer. This time is different. Half a million strikers are out today – as our pay gets cut every year. Are we still living in feudal times, having to beg for the right to strike?’
He added: ‘We will win. The largest step is always one by one …’
TUC Yorkshire Regional Secretary, Bill Adams said: ‘Let’s hear it for ambulance workers, for the nurses and the train drivers. Sheffield needs a pay rise!
‘We are here in solidarity with workers – workers who have voted for strike action must “pull linen” or they will face the sack.
‘We’ve had enough! We are fighting back right across the country – half a million workers are on strike today and a million workers have voted for industrial action; strikes to come.’
Norwich Evening News:
In Norwich, hundreds of people gathered outside City Hall to support teachers striking over pay, working conditions and staff resources on Wednesday afternoon.
Will Harrahan, who teaches English at a city school, said: ‘We have a situation here where teachers are leaving the profession in droves. It’s creating a situation where children are missing out on their education, so it’s as much about them as it is us.
‘There’s too much work-load and demand placed on teachers, giving up weekends to mark papers or catch up on admin work. I know teachers who regularly work 60-hour weeks – these strikes are a last resort to change this.’
Harry Thomas, a special needs teacher at Fred Nicholson School in Dereham, added: ‘People are focusing on teachers pay but it’s funding for schools and education as a whole. We’re under-resourced, which means we struggle and can’t meet a lot of the needs for children. We have long working days and it’s now all becoming too much.’
This is all I had time to write as I was struggling with my cardiovascular problems: There was a march which included members of NEU, UCU, PCS, RMT, & ASLEF together with their placards and banners.
Priscilla Maria Veronica White OBE (27 May 1943 – 1 August 2015), better known as Cilla Black, was an English singer and television presenter.
Determined to become an entertainer, she took a part-time job as a cloakroom attendant at Liverpool's Cavern Club, best known for its connection with the Beatles. Her impromptu performances impressed the Beatles and others. She was introduced to Brian Epstein by John Lennon, who persuaded him to audition her. He signed a contract with her as his only female client in 1963.
After Brian Epstein died in 1967 her boyfriend and songwriter Bobby Willis took over her management responsibilities. They married at Marylebone Town Hall in January 1969. The marriage lasted for 30 years until he died from cancer on 23 October 1999.
Cilla was offered her own show on the BBC by Bill Cotton, then assistant head of light entertainment. The show would simply be titled "Cilla" and aired from January 1968 to April 1976.
She signed a contract with London Weekend Television, becoming the host of two of the most popular and long-running evening entertainment shows of the 1980s and 1990s: Blind Date (1985–2003) and Surprise Surprise (1984–2001)
On 1 August 2015, at the age of 72, Cilla Black died at her holiday home in the Spanish town of Estepona.
I met him in the mail room at the seniors community where my mother-in-law lives in Tucson Arizona. He was resting on a bench before rejoining his wife in their apartment. We struck up a conversation which continued on the nearby patio on a hot Tucson afternoon. It was approaching 40 degrees Celsius. I quickly discovered that he has led a most interesting life. Meet Dick.
Dick explained that he’s on the brink of turning 92 so we agreed on 91 so as not to rush things in the age department. When he heard that I was visiting from Canada, Dick hung his head and said he must apologize for the way President Trump had insulted Prime Minister Trudeau and America’s other traditional allies. The acrimonious G7 meeting had been in the news and Dick clearly felt terrible about it. I told him I could tell that Trump’s opinions are not held by most of the Americans I had met during my visit and he agreed.
As we chatted, I learned some things about this interesting man. In his youth, Dick was a surf-bum in Laguna Beach California. By chance he met a man who worked for the National Geological Survey in Alaska. The man wanted to spend the summer in the “lower 48” to be with his girlfriend so he asked if Dick would consider spending the summer in Alaska, replacing him on the NGS crew. With a twinkle in his eye, Dick told me he asked “Why would I want to go up there and live with Eskimos?” As the conversation progressed, Dick learned that there might be more to Alaska than remote arctic living and the thought of good pay appealed to him. “My goal in life at the time was to get enough money to open a beach hot dog stand and spend the rest of my time surfing and $2000 in one summer looked pretty good to me.”
Thus began more than 60 years of living and working in Alaska. I assumed he did survey work for all those years. Wrong. I lost track of the list as Dick told me the various jobs he held. “I was a custodian for a church with a fringe benefit of providing accommodation.” The somewhat impulsive purchase of a car involved a bank loan which necessitated taking on several other part-time jobs including doing deliveries. He worked for the power company and was eventually approached by an insurance representative to get into the insurance business. The man, concerned that Dick was working around the clock with too many jobs to devote himself to insurance, took him on by making an offer that would allow him to give up some of the part time work. Evidently, it was not uncommon in Alaska for people to work diverse multiple jobs. He pointed out that during his many years in Alaska, he had friendships with Canadians from the Yukon and found that they had much in common. “Alaskans and people from the Yukon live far from their nations’ capitals and in some ways had more in common with each other than with their countrymen.”
Dick offered to introduce me to his wife who was a musician and school teacher but somehow the opportunity to visit them slipped away during my stay in Tucson. He was clearly very proud of his wife and said I would find her much more interesting than him. He reflected on the fact that most parents hope that their children will be successful and do even better in life than they themselves did. He said he was no different and that his daughter is in some kind of business that allows her to alternate between Alaska and Arizona. It was his daughter who researched retirement communities in Arizona and resettled Dick and his wife in Tucson. I sensed the same pride as when he told me about his wife.
Old age comes with its challenges and Dick told me “Just a month or two ago I used to be much more active than I am now.” He’s had some recent medical challenges and is in the process of regaining strength.
As we talked, I was aware of the quality of the reflected light outside the mail room and invited Dick to participate in my Human Family photography project. At first he demurred, saying that he wasn’t at his best and his wife would make a much better subject. I told him that I’ve been doing this project for more than five years now and asked that he trust me that I knew what I was talking about when said he would make a good subject. Luckily, he agreed and we did a few photos then and there.
I began to feel guilty for having kept Dick standing in the Arizona heat for so long but we both seemed to have really enjoyed our conversation. In closing, I asked him for a message he would like to share with the project. He thought for a moment and said “Don’t hesitate to ask for a bit of help from others when you need it.” Wise advice.
Thank you Dick for participating in my photo project. This is my 731st submission to The Human Family Group on Flickr.
You can view more street portraits and stories by visiting The Human Family.
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‘Greetings to this fantastic show of strength’ says Mark Serwotka
3rd February 2023
THERE were more than 40,000 teachers and other striking workers on the NEU demonstration on Wednesday 1st February – with the front of the march arriving for the rally which started in Whitehall at 1pm, while the back of the march was still yet to leave the BBC building in Portland Place.
A huge loudspeaker system and projected film screen broadcast the speeches to the massive crowd.
National Education Union members were joined by delegations of striking workers from the PCS, RMT, ASLEF and UCU unions and other supporters.
The first speaker at the rally, was Mary Bousted, Joint General Secretary of the NEU, who said: ‘They try and paint unions as the villains, but it won’t wash. We fight for what is right, for enough to eat and keep warm and for public services which families depend on.
‘NEU members know that their schools are running on empty. Mr Hunt talked about Silicon Valley – but there are only half the teachers necessary who are skilled in computing. Half of IT is taught by teachers without training.
‘Sunak spoke of having maths teaching to the age of 18 years. But one in eight maths lessons are taken by teachers with no qualifications in maths.
‘How did we get to a situation where half of pupils are taught by unqualified teachers? We have the highest class sizes in primary and secondary schools. Teachers’ pay has dropped by 20% since 2010. Teachers are taking part-time jobs as they can’t pay the bills.’
Teacher Lucy Pastor said: ‘I lie awake at night thinking, what will it take for them to listen. Do they choose heating or eating … I am a single mum with a three and four-year-old, and have been teaching in secondary school for 12 years.
‘Cuts are systemic and there is criminal underfunding, erosion of pay and working conditions. I strike because I am desperate. Our education and children demand better. In this country there are the highest childcare charges in Europe, making it difficult for women to be teachers. I work part time. I am overdrawn every month and have to take in student lodgers. It’s not a good way to live.’
Paul Whiteman, General Secretary of the National Association of Head Teachers said: ‘Your fight is our fight. There has been industrial action in Northern Ireland, and it is starting in Wales. I can confirm we will ballot again in England.
‘There is a history of struggle in the trade union movement. When you oppress working people they push back. We have to stand firm. Our cause is just. It is about saving education for our children.’
Mark Serwotka, General Secretary of the Public and Commercial Services union (PCS) said: ‘Greetings to this fantastic show of strength. Sunak knows the cost of everything and the value of nothing. My children were brought up by the fabulous NUT members in their state schools in Croydon and UCU members in higher education.
‘100,000 PCS members are on strike today, working in such places as the Cabinet Office, Serious Fraud Office, the British Museum, pensions and dole offices and airports. 40,000 civil servants use food banks. 45,000 claim benefits.
‘All they’ve offered us is 2% They plan to sack 90,000 staff. They have cut terms and conditions. We are saying, NO!’
‘The government says they can’t afford it. PCS members in HMRC told the former Chancellor, he hadn’t paid his taxes. Today, a strike of half a million workers is taking place – the biggest strike in over ten years.’
Jo Grady, General Secretary of the UCU said: ‘This rally is a message to the mainstream media and to our students and colleagues and people we work for.
‘They say we have the audacity to coordinate strikes. The Tory government has the audacity to coordinate with business who try to stop us striking. They coordinate zero hours contracts and fire and rehire.
‘We are on our fourth day of strike action. We are moving our employers, not enough. You can do the same. … UCU will re-ballot later this month … Be proud Be strong.’
The General Secretary of the TUC, Paul Nowak said: ‘This is a fantastic turnout. The biggest in the trade unions for 30 years – 300,000 from the NEU, 100,000 civil servants, 70,000 university lecturers, plus train and bus drivers. And more are in struggle: Physiotherapists, postal workers, Amazon and midwives standing up for a decent pay rise.
‘The government won’t negotiate seriously. They are making it more difficult to take strike action. We’re going to fight to protect the right to strike. Even if workers win the ballot, an employer can force a worker to work and sack them if they don’t. Not on our watch! We will fight for the right to strike.
‘There is crisis in class-rooms, hospitals, civil services and on the railways. It all lies at the door of numbers 10 and 11 Downing Street. There have been decades of underfunding and poor pay.
‘Negotiate with the unions. Deliver on pay. Go back and talk to friends at the workplace. This is a serious political chance to build a stronger, diverse trade union movement. Be proud of our unions.’
Lucy Cut, a nursery teacher from Brent said: ‘There is a massive crisis affecting special needs, the NHS, social care and housing. We see it day in day out. Their answer is more repression, taking away our rights.
‘For example the lack of speech and language therapy – it’s not the fault of refugees. WE are the answer. It’s us the working class who cares to provide a society that provides for them.’
Katie Leggal from the FBU said: ‘Let’s stand together and get organising. Without that we wouldn’t have women’s rights, weekends, or holiday pay. They want to take our organisations away from us.’
Eddie Brand, London Unison Ambulance Service Secretary, said: ‘We provided life and limb cover, for heart attacks. As ambulance staff we know how to provide a safe service. We worked during the pandemic, and in healthcare 24 hours a day 365 days a year. We are now being attacked with a new bill. We want a safe service, and decent pay.’
Mick Whelan ASLEF General Secretary said: ‘Sunak says that trade unions are anti-worker. We are committed to our communities and families. Every worker deserves better wages. They found the time to legislate to increase bankers’ bonuses. It’s the profiteers driving inflation in the UK. This is just the start. No zero hours! No fire and rehire! No P&O!’
The final speaker was Mick Lynch, secretary of the RMT, who said: ‘Hello what a beautiful sight. Every worker needs a pay rise – a square deal. We are united and will not be divided by who we work for, region or colour of our skin.
‘We are back here demanding change. We refuse to be poor. We are for our people on our terms. There are marches and demos all over the country. There are more ballots and more demands.
‘They should get out of the way. Get a new government, a new general election. They will not win the day. This is the fight of a generation – the fight for our future. Up the unions! Victory for us! Solidarity!’
The meeting ended with the chairwoman announcing the 15th March as a National Day of Action to be organised by the unions on the streets of London.
SHEFFIELD
Several hundred angry trade unionists and workers marched through Sheffield on Wednesday insisting: ‘We are fighting back right across the country.’
One emphasised: ‘Half a million workers are on strike today, and now a million workers have voted for industrial action. There are now more strikes to come. Let’s hear it for ambulance workers, for the nurses and the train drivers. Sheffield needs a pay rise. So we now have a plan for the biggest May Day March ever seen in this city.’
Leading delegations also on the march were South Yorkshire members of the Fire Brigades Union (FBU), and NEU teachers’ union from Prince Edward Primary School, Longley Park Sixth Form College, Dobcroft Infant School, Handsworth Community School, High Stores School, King Edward VII and Meadowhead schools.
Matthew Malik from UCU said: ‘I am Sheffield university’s union pensions officer. This time is different. Half a million strikers are out today – as our pay gets cut every year. Are we still living in feudal times, having to beg for the right to strike?’
He added: ‘We will win. The largest step is always one by one …’
TUC Yorkshire Regional Secretary, Bill Adams said: ‘Let’s hear it for ambulance workers, for the nurses and the train drivers. Sheffield needs a pay rise!
‘We are here in solidarity with workers – workers who have voted for strike action must “pull linen” or they will face the sack.
‘We’ve had enough! We are fighting back right across the country – half a million workers are on strike today and a million workers have voted for industrial action; strikes to come.’
Norwich Evening News:
In Norwich, hundreds of people gathered outside City Hall to support teachers striking over pay, working conditions and staff resources on Wednesday afternoon.
Will Harrahan, who teaches English at a city school, said: ‘We have a situation here where teachers are leaving the profession in droves. It’s creating a situation where children are missing out on their education, so it’s as much about them as it is us.
‘There’s too much work-load and demand placed on teachers, giving up weekends to mark papers or catch up on admin work. I know teachers who regularly work 60-hour weeks – these strikes are a last resort to change this.’
Harry Thomas, a special needs teacher at Fred Nicholson School in Dereham, added: ‘People are focusing on teachers pay but it’s funding for schools and education as a whole. We’re under-resourced, which means we struggle and can’t meet a lot of the needs for children. We have long working days and it’s now all becoming too much.’
This is all I had time to write as I was struggling with my cardiovascular problems: There was a march which included members of NEU, UCU, PCS, RMT, & ASLEF together with their placards and banners.
arghh... im starting at my new school tmrw and i really need a job... does anyone have a know of a part time job in tauranga???
Sumi is a kokeshi amigurumi doll. She is a skilled piano player and loves to go to concerts. She has a part time job at night in a karaoke club where she entertains by singing your favorite songs. She hopes to be a music teacher some day.
Apparently he has been hit with hard times and has resorted to selling pictures of himself with the common folk.
„I've studied in Great Britain, but love led me to Stuttgart. I wanted to do my PhD here and needed
a part time job. That love thing didn't work out, but the part time job was so good it became my full
time job – and that's why I'm staying.“
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After finishing my 100 Strangers Project, I continue to photograph strangers based on the
principles of the Project. Find out more about the project at the group page 100 Strangers.
Okay so my Cat Elska has been pestering me for a shot of him this week, he wants to be in my 356 so I had him posing this afternoon and this is what we ended up with :) Elska is about 1 now and hes a handfull. His name is Icelandic, it means "love" and we do love him to bits.
I come bringing better news today, I do have a bit of a part time Job again to do along side my photography which should fit in nicely I hope. Happy days.
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Another flower... to celebrate Happy Bokeh Wednesday :)
Yesterday I've started my new job (I have two part-time jobs now)... I'm totally excited, as it has to do with "Il Rifugio degli Asinelli", Italian base for The Donkey Sanctuary. And my article about the shelter, which made me win a journalistic contest, is now online and you can download it here.
The article is written in Italian, but there are some pictures too and they don't need to be translated :)
Have a gorgeous evening my friends! Thank you in advance for visits and comments, I'm trying to catch you up.
Sorry I having posted any pictures lately, I left kickert and have been driving semi trucks. I miss driving buses but as we all know it's a part time job. Well today I had the honor of picking up bus engines from the North Carolina and delivering them to IC bus plant in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Enjoy.
I made a pretty lengthy post on tumblr regarding my changing outlook on photography. You can view it here: comicalscam.tumblr.com/post/133579346651/how-to-be-an-art...
Everything in my life is pretty up in the air right now. I'm in school full time, I just got a part time job at a grocery store (which they have me working full time and on holidays). I'm having to move again for the second time in two months. I'm trying to manage my business. I live alone. My boyfriend lives 2500 miles away. I don't have friends in the area. And I'm somehow managing?
I don't mean to complain. But things are changing and I don't know if I can keep up. I almost don't know how.
This photo was in a setting with a lot of beautiful colors. But the colors just didn't feel right. I usually hate this shallow contrast thing. But for this it *did* feel right.
I don't think I can attribute a story to this photo, or a meaning. I've definitely been trying. I'm just putting it out there, both wordless and with a bunch of context. Here we are.
When I asked if I might take Lucy's photo for my project, she suggested that her friend would be willing. "But he asked you", her friend replied. When I asked Lucy again, she agreed.
Lucy works as a florist and has a part time job in an office. She enjoys the creative part of the former job and meeting people there too. She studied art in college and enjoyed illustrating. I asked what she likes to do in her spare time. She said drinking. I asked if Lucy and her friend would be drinking tonight, she said "not on a school night". She had work tomorrow.
Thank you Lucy for taking part in my project. It was good to meet you.
You can view more portraits and stories by visiting The Human Family
I missed my flight to San Francisco today. The metropolitan network website had "traffic normal" written all over it so at 7:00 I left home for my 10:40 flight, considering a usual 1,5h for travel-to-airport time... but nooooo, easy stuff is not for the people like me!
Warning, warning! Ranting below!
I successfully changed from RER A to B line and took the train for which the info said "stopping at all stations until and including the CDG airport", but when the train arrived to a fork the conductor announced that actually "we're going to a totally different destination - Mitry-Claye. Everyone rushed out of the train, but the conductor continued with "anyway you have to go to Mitry-Claye to reach CDG, because the direct line is closed today" and everyone rushed back in (but many were left on the platform and some were separated because the doors closed a bit too fast). And so we went to Mitry and there were oceans of people waiting for buses and women were crying, men were shouting and everyone was arguing. People rushed like crazy to the arriving buses, and many were falling down and I believe were bruised.
But the most disturbing part that SNCF or RATP staff (I abandoned all hopes to understand where one ends and where starts the other) didn't actually care. I asked a guy in orange vest to organize some kind of a waiting line, but he was a student doing his part-time job of "orienting people" so he couldn't help me (he was a cool guy by the way, cheers if you're reading this!). There was also a woman who, according to the orange guy was in charge, but she said she was not and she wasn't of much help either.
After wasting enough time and failing to catch a 6th bus I said to myself that radical measures have to be taken. I went straight to the police and requested their help. Here's our conversation:
Me: "Hello guys, couldn't you please do something about it? We really need to organize some kind of a waiting line so that there's no rushing... people are getting hurt there!"
Policeman: "I cannot do anything here."
Me: "How come? You are the order enforcement people!"
Policeman: "So what am I supposed to do?"
Me: "Well... I guess - enforce the order?"
Policeman: "This is not my responsibility here."
Deceiving, no?.. But nevermind, life suxx goes on, I finally managed to get into a bus, which, well of course!, didn't go exactly to the destination I needed (it went to terminal 3, while I needed to be in 2) so I had to take an automated train to get there. And of course it was overcrowded and I couldn't fit in with my luggage, but there was another very nice guy who grabbed my bag, placed it on top of his own bag and so I had some space to fit myself in (whoever you are - thanks!). And then I was running through the hall and pushed my passport into that automatic "Express registration" machine. "Error, please talk to the staff." it said. I typed in the e-ticket number, validated, but got the same message. Aaargh!! Waited in a line another 5-10 minutes to get to a lovely lady, who asked:
The Lady: "Where are you going? :)"
Me: "San Francisco... at least I hope that I'm still going there. :("
The Lady: "Are you being late?"
Me: "Yes!", and she looked at my electronic ticket.
The Lady: "Oh... well, you missed you plane. It's in 20 minutes, but they won't let any more passengers on board."
Me: "Thanks..."
The Lady: "Sorry..."
And then I had to take the same route back home and drink 2 large bowls of coffee to chase away my headache (low blood pressure I suppose). Veeeery disappointed! Why do these things happen to me? :(
Now, tomorrow is going to be even more fun! My boss got me another ticket, but here's the trick: 1) tomorrow there's gonna be the same bus story; 2) according to the airline directions I have to be at the registration desk three(!) hours in advance; 3) the fight goes through Chicago. So let's summarize: 3h (home-airport) + 3h (waiting and going through security) + 10h flight to Chicago + 2h waiting + 4h flying to SF + another hour or two going through "Homeland Security" or whatever it is and getting to the hotel. That's exactly 24 hours of pure fun to experience!
Off to sleep now.
That is until that one fateful afternoon when he accidentally dropped his dirty socks off at the Johnson's house and his baby-delivery ended up with a permanent press. Now he can't get work OR a decent silk shirt cleaning.
Shot at the Caldwell Zoo in Tyler Texas. This was the first extended photo walk I've been able to take with the new G9. So expect some odd results from my experimentation!
I have been nominated for the #blackandwhitephotochallenge
Thanks Sarah Smith. This is great. I having been posting regularly for a couple of months now, what with landscaping our veggie garden in time for spring and training for my new part time job as a wine tour guide.
Luckily, I've just come back from a trip to Fiji with a bunch of images to process. Approaching them in mono will be an interesting challenge.
It was the plant life in Fiji that captivated me. This tree, in particular. It's a palm, with sinewy limbs that branch out at crazy angles rising to a spiky, green canopy. I thought I would add some extra limbs. This image is actually a panorama composed of ten shots of sections of the tree and 24 shots of my arms in different positions, which were then masked out in position or hidden.
i am right now, as of the moment, online as usual.
(pardon the messiness of our house. we only live in one room. LOL!)
the online world is my only escape from home inside the house.
how pathetic is that?
they do not call me iMinor for thing. i feel like a product that has been proven and tested because of this title. they call me this because i am still 19. by the way, the "they" here are my photographer friends. :)
in case u are wondering, iMinor means "immoral Minor"
its just a joking term.
since i am treated as a minor by my family, also because i am still a student, they call me minor. immoral because i dont act my age and talk matured contents, noisy, misbehave at times. hehehe. but also to a satisfying limit. how i act at home i act the same outside. IMMORAL. so my parents do trust me but they are not ready to let go of me... YET.
i really snapped at my parents. it was eng-chan's despedida hang out today and they picked me up at 9pm?! and to think my class tomorrow is 1:30pm!? hello? mae and nancy tried to ask permission that jhaps who is also living in lapu2 would take me home, but NO.
im tired of having to ask permission all the time, questions, time limit, restrictions. they think i am not grown up. i am forever a 5 year old girl in the eyes of my dad and an immature teenager in the eyes of my mom and an annoying older sister to my younger brother.
i am stuck as a 5 year old girl to my dad since he wasnt home a lot during my 1~5 year old days, always work, home, work, home and business trips, sometimes came home drunk and now that he is sick, he is always at home but he still treats me like a little girl.
to my mom, she was always there for me, but during my childhood, she always spanked me even if i did a little bit of wrong, always yelled at me, but she still took care of me.
my brother hates it when me and our parents argue. hehe... he also argues with them but still, noise at home is the worst than the noise outside.
i am not holding a grudge against them or anything, i am just annoyed by the fact that i am 19 here in the Philippines but in Korea i am 21 years old already! korean age is different from the philippines since in korea as soon as you are born, you are 1 year old already, and ever new year, you are one year older, but they stil celebrate birthdays and stuffs but by lunar calendar.
so in korea i just turned 21 this year of 2009, but still i am not allowed anywhere. i am not independent. if only i was a stable and had a part time job, then maybe i could prove that i am responsible. i am responsible compared to before, but still i am immature and a little kid to my family. they think i always hang out with people that drink when actually we dont most of the time and i hang out with the people i know that are right.
i guess parents will be parents.
i even argued with my dad one time since he wouldnt let me go to an overnight trip at bantayan island just in cebu. its like 5 hours away i think or something. he told me that he would allow me when i get married. is he nuts? when i get married i wont have time to do anything anymore! so he told me when i graduate college. HELLO??? he told me those same words when i was in high school, he said that he would allow me when i get to college.
his words are never to be trusted.
so i told him that i would wait until im 30.
and he went balistic! hahahahahahaha!
hahaha! i hate this.
I love my mom... I really do.
But she must be stopped.
Dressing the dog up for mardis gras screams "I need a part time job to really enjoy my retirement."
But then... Here I am, posting the shots. Hrm.
Among the many artwork tributes to Coney Island famous hot dogs on the restaurant’s west wall, is a large framed black and white photograph of the interior taken in the early 1930s. If you study the picture and then glance at the real-life present, you will see almost no difference. The employees’ uniforms and the ceiling fixtures have changed, but, overall, the similarities are striking, from the same stools and tables to the large faced clock on the east wall. And even though the staff now wears a slightly more casual look than the shirt and tie outfit of the 1930s, the eager-to-please attitude is as evident on the faces of today’s crew as seen on those in that 80+ year-old photograph. At the time the picture was taken the restaurant was already an established fixture in Fort Wayne having first appeared on the downtown landscape in 1914. Considering the changes all around it, Coney Island’s continued presence makes it a landmark institution that steadfastly honors its tradition.
Operated by the same family since 1916, Coney Island is one of many Fort Wayne eateries established by Macedonians and maintained by their descendents. Today Kathy Choka & Jim Todoran take on the role of caretakers; corporate titles in this egalitarian environment seem ridiculously out of place. Kathy’s late father Russ (88) was the moving force of the Coney Island for over 50 years and worked every day right up to the last week of his life. It was Kathy’s grandfather, Vasil Eschoff who purchased an interest in the restaurant in 1916, from one of the three Greek immigrants who opened Coney Island in 1914. Mr. Eshcoff, an immigrant himself, came to the United States without his family; after 14 years he brought them to his new country—a common pattern among Macedonians at the time –venturing off alone, finding a job, and eventually bringing the family to the new country after having established a home. Jake Geroff and Mr. Gileff purchased the other two shares in 1924. Mr. Gileff sold his share to Mr. Litchin in the late 1920′s. Mr. Geroff was bought out in the early 1940s.
In 1958 Russ Choka, Vasil Eshcoff’s son-in-law, began working on his behalf at Coney Island, taking the helm in 1961. By then the restaurant had already weathered decades of local and national ups and downs, retaining stability through it all. Though Choka was not inclined to be effusively responsive to interviewers, he was known by customers and friends to be “among the nicest guys you’d ever meet.” His presence was an important part of the celebrated atmosphere of the place. Other elements that contribute to the now 100 year tradition for this uncontrived environment are the servers who take orders without writing them down, kid-favorite stools that spin, no-nonsense signs on the wall proclaiming “no loafing,” a roll top desk and steel filing cabinets near the counter, hand chopping 75 pounds of onions daily, and open stored cartons of Cokes “in the little bottle”. The kitchen behind the dining area is impossibly small, but the folks at Coney make it work. The effect of these unusual components renders the restaurant a one-of-a-kind place—inspiring many to photograph the sign outside.
100 years gives a restaurant considerable opportunity to accumulate anecdotes about customers, both famous and fervent. Coney Island has more than its share of both. Notables including numerous Governors, Senators and Congressmen, actor Drake Hogaston, director David Anspaugh, the late president of Macedonia, Boris Traykovski and many many others have placed orders inside the small place. The CEO of the Ohio Art Company, the late Mr. Kilgallon, marketer of the enduring toy Etch A Sketch would send his jet to Fort Wayne just to pick up Coney’s dogs; his family still make stops when in town. Mickey Mantle stopped by once and left a $18 tip for three glasses of water! One patron, still a regular today, made his first stop at Coney Island when his parents stopped there on the way home from the hospital after his birth.
The crew at Coney Island is a major part of the attraction. Servers appear immediately to take orders. In a gentlemanly practice that defies current gender neutrality, female customers are served soft drinks with straws. Most of the crew already know what regular customers want before they order. Mention a name to the staff—even someone who isn’t a regular, and most will know how that person likes his dogs. There’s a short-hand ordering lingo used by most customers that speeds along the already lightening fast process of getting food at Coney Island. “Three and a bottle” is three dogs with everything and a coke. “Three without” is three dogs with chili sauce and no onions.
Employees, like customers, find the stream of changing faces that make their way to Coney Island to be an intriguing slice of life. The Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday night manager Rajib Jainagerker enjoys meeting the eclectic cast of diners. A product process engineer for BAE Systems Controls by day, Jainagerker started working at the restaurant in 1971 to help pay for college. Forty-three years later he now views the part time job as a form of stress relief. The variety of patrons fascinates him. “All kinds of people come here,” he says. Whether the restaurant is extremely busy or calm, he treats customers with unfailing courtesy. Events like the blizzard of 1978 demonstrate the constancy of the restaurant and employees like Jainagerker. That’s when a radio announcement proclaimed that only Coney Island was open downtown, and the restaurant was packed with hungry snow removal workers that Jainagerker and one other server kept fed.
The Choka family is well represented among the staff with many family members currently employed. “It’s a right of passage to work here,” Kathy says. The long-term plan had been for Russ’s son Mike to take over leadership responsibilities from his father. He and Russ had worked together at Coney so very closely for years and his succession seemed like an ordained decision. But Mike was afflicted with pancreatic cancer in 1992 and died in June of the next year. “It was the most devastating event that ever happened to this place,” Kathy says. Mike is memorialized by a dedication plaque and picture on the east wall of the restaurant given to the Choka family by Mike’s best friend and Komet Hockey team owner/General Manager Dave Franke. Two of Mike’s sons Andy and Matt worked at the restaurant during their school years and through college.
Kathy, who speaks of Coney Island in reverent tones, considered the idea of stepping in to replace Mike. A former trust officer with Fort Wayne National Bank, the idea of working there herself had never previously occurred to her. Initially her father was resistant to the notion of his daughter’s involvement in Coney Island. “He didn’t want me to get my hands dirty,” Kathy says. “He only said yes because he thought I’d hate it.” But her reaction was quite the opposite. She calls it the best job she’s ever had. Today she and new partner Jim Todoran look after the operational details and kibitzes with the customers. She contends that “Coney Island has a life of its own, and no one runs it.” Her philosophical bent provides a perfect counterpoint to the laid-back Coney Island environment.
Coney Island offers refuge and sustenance for all and is clearly proud of its lack of class-consciousness. But the restaurant has demonstrated a fondness for one group throughout its history—the working class, especially factory employees. Coney Island opens at 8 a.m. This time was deliberately set long ago to accommodate shift workers on their way home. When Fort Wayne was in its industrial heyday, workers responded enthusiastically by making early mornings an often-crowded event at the restaurant. Some companies would buy as many as three hundred hot dogs as a weekly treat for their employees.
Notable as the atmosphere, tradition and service are, most people love Coney’s for the hot dogs. Close to 1500 to two thousand are sold each day, except when Santa makes his annual appearance on the nearby PNC Bank’s north façade. The numbers of dog consumption rise enormously that time of year as families engage in the tradition of viewing the holiday display followed by a Christmas at Coney experience. The hot dogs seem to hit the spot for local tastes, and, of course, they’re proud to claim that at Coney Island “our buns are steamed.” The famous chili sauce is still made according to the original recipe devised by the first owners in 1913. Hamburgers are also available on the menu and are quickly becoming a “hit”!
Fort Wayne’s downtown has changed considerably in the long history of Coney Island. The neighborhood has had its share of shoeshine stands, rough bars, candy stores and, at one time, at least ten or twelve other hot dog stands. The current, much-studied downtown environment is office oriented and relatively quiet. Plans to develop & construct new facilities and consider traffic patterns may bring new interest and investment to the central business district. In contrast, people can expect Coney Island to retain the essential qualities that have made it so popular. The increasing number of families that come to the restaurant together these days is setting the stage for more generations to enjoy the nostalgic feel and tasty hot dogs.
I passed this young man on Yonge Street in downtown Toronto and just had to catch up with him and invite him to join my project. His dramatic look really caught my attention and his response to my introduction was very friendly and open. Meet Billy, who told me he was on his way to work but had a bit of time. I thought his dark clothing with splashes of red would fit nicely with a dark background and the nearest one I could think of was a block away. I rarely take people out of their way more than a few steps but Billy seemed comfortable with it and said “No problem. I’ve got time.”
We talked on the way to the building overhang I had in mind and have used before to contribute a touch of drama to portraits. I found out that Billy is from the Kitchener area (an hour west of Toronto) and is a Social Work student here in Toronto. What a nice coincidence. We were able to “talk shop” since that was my former profession and I explained that I spent more than 30 years helping train university students in the clinical portion of their Social Work program. Billy has a part-time job in a shop selling alternative-style clothing (no wonder I didn’t recognize the name of the store) and was on his way to work. I pointed out that his look seemed well-suited to an alternative clothing store and he agreed. He said he used to shop there and had not even applied for a job but was asked “When can you start?” Meant to be.
Billy explained he was working in a factory for five years after high school but the company moved, at which point he decided to further his education. His intended field of specialization? Mental health and substance abuse. “I’ve had a lot of friends who suffered from these two problems and I would like to help others deal with these problems.”
While I was taking the photos, a passer-by stopped to ask what we were doing and I explained it was project photos. He said he does photography and was interested. He didn’t observe for more than 10 seconds before he started in. “You’ve got him positioned all wrong.” He gave his considered opinion. Then it was “You’re framing it all wrong. You should do it this way.” I was patient but kept doing my thing and humored him a bit. Then it was “You’ve got the light wrong.” I’d just about had it but completed my photos by concentrating on the task at hand. These are the perils of street photography.
Before we parted, Billy told me a bit more about himself. He’s an animal rights activist (and has a tattoo to prove it) and a vegan. When I asked if he had a personal philosophy to share he seemed stumped but as we talked a bit more he casually mentioned “I’ve always heard that when you visit a place you should leave it better than when you arrived. We don’t know what will happen to us after we’re gone, but I want to leave this planet a little bit better place than when I arrived.” Bingo. I had a really meaningful quote that told me something important about Billy.
Thank you Billy for taking the time to meet and for participating in 100 Strangers. You are #667 in Round 7 of my project. I think you will make an excellent Social Worker.
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by the other photographers in our group at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page.
Day 59.
Another self reflection.
I actually give myself a small reflection everyday, asking myself what I am doing, keeping myself grounded: How is this freelance job going to help me? Where will this part-time job going to land me?
The answer is always "yes, I am moving forward." But half the time I actually feel like I am running in circle. Doing all these things but I still standing at the starting point.
Then there is this quote that I love:
"You can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever."
A little faith is all I need.
I had just left Perth train station on my way to meet a friend in the city when I noticed Diana walking towards me, she looked so stylish and beautiful I just had to stop her. Diana was also on her way to meet a friend but had 5 minutes to spare. As we were in a busy street I looked for the nearest background and noticed this window adjacent to a large fashion store, I had in my mind to make this a black and white portrait and thought this back ground could work well and also would be a little different to my usual style for stranger portraits as I am trying to move away from what I feel confident and comfortable with. Diana is an artist and has a few part time jobs one of which is holding art workshops for children. When I showed Diana the photos on the back of the camera she laughed and commented on her unruly hair, and I told her I thought her hair was beautiful and it was one of the first things I noticed about her. Thank you Diana for stopping to help me with my project, I hope you like the photo and I would be happy to send you a copy.
This picture is number 124 in my second round of the 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
Olympus OM-D EM-1 Leica 25mm 1.4
ISO 200, F2.5 1/320
I haven't been very active on Flickr lately, due to several reasons. I have been acquiring new assigments for freelance jobs (writing) and will soon start another part-time job on the side. Although I still have a lot of spare time, I'm also still tired and I lack inspiration for taking new pictures. I guess my mind is focussed on other things at the moment.
Happy Furry Friday!
In the mid - late 1950's the newly recognized "teen" culture was enjoying it's place as a new, powerful consumer demographic. Teens were staying in school, getting part time jobs and spending their own money on music, technology and fashion.....they were spending LOTS of money.
I suppose the next 'consumer frontier' was children. Sure they didn't have any of their own money but one thing kids could do was cry, beg and throw fits in order to get cool new toys, breakfast cereal and.....transistor radios.
Sony published this little book in 1963 to introduce the Howdy Doody/Mickey Mouse Club crowd to pocket radios. Within its pages were the adventures of Randy the Transistor Radio along with his friends Benny Battery, Charlie Cabinet, Tony Tuner Knob, Tom Transistor, Larry Loudspeaker and others.
All these characters "taught" the youngsters how to operate and care for their very own pocket radios. Some of the pages even carried ads of the newest radios so Jr. could show mom and dad.
At the very back of the book was a fold out, cardboard, radio-shaped piggy bank. Save your pennies for a new Sony radio. Clever.........
„I didn't like going to college. So I broke off and my part-time job in the restaurant became a full-time job."
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After finishing my 100 Strangers Project, I continue to photograph strangers based on the principles of the Project. Find out more about the project at the group page 100 Strangers.
The part-time job fair was held on August 31, 2022, on the Library Quad on the campus of Eastern Illinois University. (Jessica Nantes)
Wellington.
Morphett selected the area around Wellington and up both banks of the Murray River for the Secondary Towns Association as a Special Survey for £4,000 in 1839. Morphett bought up land in the district for himself as well. The Secondary Towns Association had also paid for the Special Survey at Currency Creek which they foresaw would become the New Orleans of the South. They had the same idea about Wellington (although Morphett wanted to call the town Victoria.) They surveyed the land, selling off 400 forty acre farmlets and they subdivided one thousand town blocks for the town of Wellington. Their high expectations were not met, few town blocks were built upon and Wellington East on the other side of the Murray never developed at all. Wellington was at the end of the Murray and at the entranced to Lake Alexandrina but traffic was slow and when the river trade did begin in 1854 Wellington was just one stop among many. It never became a major river port. Its two ongoing and consistent functions were to provide ferry services across the Murray River and to house the police, Aboriginal Sub-Protection Officer (John Mason for many years) and visiting court officials.
Apart from John Morphett, one of the first buyers of freehold land in Wellington and near Wellington was Allan McFarlane who later built Wellington Lodge. Other early land purchasers were the Cooke brothers and Robert Barr Smith. All saw the potential of Wellington but only McFarlane stayed the distance and reaped the rewards. Although being located at a major crossing point of the Murray and being the gateway town for the land route down to the South East and on to Port Phillip colony, Wellington suffered set backs. In 1879 a new road and rail bridge was opened at Edwards Crossing, now Murray Bridge removing much of the traffic across the Murray at Wellington. The town survived this. But the arrival of the railway at nearby Tailem Bend (1886) took even more traffic away from Wellington. Although there was government talk of a bridge across the Murray at Wellington in 1864 nothing happened at that stage. The feasibility studies were done on several crossing points with Wellington coming in the most expensive as the bedrock soil report was not favourable. Wellington would have been the most expensive option for bridging the Murray. Edwards Crossing, the cheapest, was selected instead in the 1870s.
But before the bridge was built Willington in the 1840s had great potential. Morphett operated the first ferry across the Murray in 1839 before the town was established in 1840. The town had a police presence before the township was established too with a Sub-Protector of Aboriginals based there. The government stationed police there from 1841 to bring law and order to the region. The first police station was built in 1845 but it was probably not much more than a shanty. It was replaced by a new station in 1849. But the soft soils at Wellington meant that this structure was soon in need of replacement and it was condemned in 1862. The current police station, and court house (and originally ferry house too) were erected in 1864. The stables were added in 1865. Although in a good state of repair it has not been a court house and police station for many years. It was owned by the National Trust but it has recently been sold to private occupiers. In the 1840s two hotels were licensed in Wellington but only one survived, the 1846 built Wellington Hotel. Despite modernisation it is still there and still operates.
Perhaps the most famous ferryman at Wellington was the former Police Commissioner Alexander Tolmer. The one time Commissioner of Police, and instigator of the Gold Escort services from the Victorian goldfields in the early 1850s. But by 1857 he was unemployed as his position was made redundant. In that year Tolmer moved to Wellington to become a sheep farmer and the ferry man. He wrote his biography which he called A Chequered Career to explain his demise. He had pioneered a route across the Ninety Mile desert to Victoria to escort gold back to Adelaide to be assayed in the SA office. The first escort in 1852 took nine days to reach Bendigo. The Governor Sir Henry Fox gave a dinner party for Tolmer on his return and a gift of £100. Commissioner Tolmer led two more escorts but in total some 18 escorts were conducted. Some time later when he was away on police business, a review of the police department led to him being demoted to Inspector. Then this inspector position was abolished in 1856. Our gold hero was then unemployed! In 1857 he moved to Wellington and took up a block of land. Tolmer wrote about himself:”I knew no more about sheep farming than the man in the moon.” He gave up farming and was almost destitute but he then he gained a part time job as returning officer for the District of Murray. His main income was rent from his house at Norwood. In 1859/60 he bought a boat from Mr Potts a boat builder (and wine maker) of Langhorne’s Creek and he began a second ferry service across the Murray. He nearly drowned working his ferry and Alan McFarlane, the great pastoralist of Wellington Lodge rescued him and the boat. Then in 1862 Tolmer was appointed Crown Lands Ranger at a salary of £200 per annum. In 1866 he and his family were transferred to Kingston South East and he departed from Wellington. In 1871 he returned to the Valuations Department of the government in Adelaide. He then lived at Mitcham until he died there in 1891.
Allison Stone
Age (Vex Years) 21
Age (Earth Years) 31.5
5'7"
Identification code 212505-2554766
True Neutral
Male
Bisexual (Preference: Male)
Born 02-0154-3-129
Enjoys spending alone time with Ryu, going out to mildly public areas with one or two close friends, the casual relationship he had with Niue, stargazing and sky-watching, going for walks. Dislikes the drug addiction he's been carrying around with him, spending time alone, spending time with Niue without a third-party present, alcohol, seeing the way Terry tends to treat Ryu.
Allison was born into a lower-class family. His father was working two jobs and his mother skipped town with a wealthier man shortly after he was born, leaving his father a single parent of two, living off the government. His sister Sylvia was four years older than he was and was often left at home alone to take care of her younger brother while their father was at work. Allison grew very attached to his sister, who he began to idolize at a very young age. Sylvia was very protective over him, and she made sure nothing bad ever happened to him.
During his younger years, his family of three were close, or as close as they could be, anyway. Any time he had off, their father would dedicate to the kids, going on walks through the city or staying in at home playing games, spending quality family time together. Their father was initially drafted into the military but obtained a hip injury during his training which prevented him from serving over in Verisket. Otherwise, the mother would have been located and the kids would have been sent to live with her.
As a young child, Allison got hurt a lot. He was constantly going in for medical attention to joint dislocations and fractured or broken bones. The frequency of pediatrician and hospital visits caused his doctors to grow suspicious of his living situation, however those suspicions were quickly proven unwarranted. At the age of four, Allison was diagnosed with osteogenesis imperfecta, otherwise known as "brittle bone disease," which was given away by the slight blue tint in his sclerae. After learning about Allison's condition, Sylvia grew more protective of him than she was before. The two of them went everywhere together and Sylvia kept a close eye on Allison, making sure he didn't hurt himself.
Living with osteogenesis imperfecta meant Allison had a tough time being a normal kid. When he first started school, it had to be made very clear to other students by instructors about his medical condition and what it meant. He didn't feel like a normal kid, so he tended to exclude himself from more hands-on activities with other students. The other kids in his classes often treated him different from they did with the other boys, and he was given the nickname "porcelain" as a method of mocking him. The daily teasing and mockery was manageable until word got out that he was living in a very low-income household with only one parent and his older sister had to take care of him.
Not long after Allison had started his second year of primary school at age six, his father was laid off from the higher-paying of his two jobs. The family was living off of one low-paying part time job and government welfare cheques. To cope with the loss in income, Allison's father began drinking during late hours of the night, however, his habit slowly began to escalate. Allison and Sylvia began to see their father under the influence more frequently during the evenings, and slowly it became more of an occurrence during the day. His father began to lose control of himself when he drank, and his anger built up over the years began to take him over the edge more often. He didn't want to see his sister get hurt, and he felt as though he owed her for helping him out, so he took the brunt of the rage bottled up in his father's alcoholic mind.
Around this time, Allison had met Ryu, who he tightly clung onto for the first little while. It wasn't until he became friends with Terry a couple of months after, did he begin to let go of Ryu a little bit. They were the two kids he knew who saw him for more than his physical ailment, which was what initially drew him toward them. The two gave him an excuse to stay out of the house more, so he wasn't around to meet the man his once wonderful father had become over time. He never brought his friends home, and he always found ways to avoid the subject. He kept his home life a secret and claimed the number of bruises that covered his body were caused by his brittle bone disease.
Allison did his best to keep his relationship with Sylvia as much as he could, however, the two just slowly drifted apart as they spent their time with their own friends in order to stay away from home. The three of them just went around town causing trouble, typical boy stuff. Allison didn't bring up Sylvia to Terry or Ryu, as he knew they would want to meet her if he did, so instead he acted as an only child.
It wasn't until he was ten years old, did he meet Niue who was just a couple years younger. At first, Allison was a little worried about letting another kid into their friend group of three, but with Terry as the head, he trusted him to know what was best. Even then, it took him a little while to warm up to the new addition. He didn't really speak to Niue much at first, and he didn't tell him about his condition in fear of being made fun of. In the beginning, Allison could identify with Niue in a way, he was just as socially awkward toward the group upon meeting them as Allison was after meeting him. However, that ended once Niue grew more comfortable with the lot of them, and he grew to be quite the rough-houser. All in fun and games, Niue became quite rowdy with the other boys and Allison was blind to get hurt at some point. Sure enough, he did eventually, and he had to be taken to the hospital in order to get a cast put on his leg. It was then, Niue had learned about Allison's bone disease.
Over the next couple of years, the group grew closer together. However, his three friends began to ask about his home life and his family, even more so than before. He kept quiet about his living situation for years as it was something he didn't necessarily enjoy talking about. He constantly diverted their attention away to the subject in order to avoid doing so, which wasn't always the most effective method. Sylvia ran away when Allison was ten, not giving word to anyone of where she went. In the process, she had to cut contact with everyone she knew, including her brother. Being left alone with his unstable alcoholic father, Allison began to stay out later than ever before in order to avoid him. However, things soon began to change once his father found himself a job when Allison was eleven years old. He quickly cut himself off from the alcoholic beverages in order to get ready for the position and he did what he could to mend his relationship with his son. No matter what, the trauma from his father's actions during his period of alcohol dependency and the anxiety of coming home stuck with him permanently.
Allison was the first of the group to notice something wasn't quite right with Niue. He didn't speak up about it to Terry or Ryu, as he initially thought he was just sick. That line of thinking quickly vanished when the same odd behaviour continued and Niue seemed to only get worse. Eventually, both curiosity and concern got the better of him and he asked Niue about it, but never did he get a solid answer from him about the subject. By then, the other two boys also began to worry, which only got worse as Niue appeared to be getting sicker and sicker.
After beginning work, seeing his father became sort of a rare occasion, and they only spoke once ever few weeks at the most. Allison had just though his dad was happy to be back at work which resulted in his lack of presence, something Allison didn't necessarily mind all that much, now that he had friends to spend time with. In actuality, his father had fallen into a massive amount of debt borrowing money from Monstrum to fund his drinking habit and still keep his house. He was given one year to pay him back all of the money he owed once he had found a job.
Allison had just turned twelve years old when that one year passed and wasn't aware of the situation his father had gotten himself into. One afternoon after classes had ended, Monstrum showed up at the school waiting for him, claiming he was there to pick him up for his father. Allison had met Monstrum a couple of times in the past, knew he was a friend of his dads, and completely believed him when he said his father was working late as he did very often. He went home with him, and upon stepping inside the house, he was punched out cold.
For close to three years, Monstrum kept Allison in the basement of his home. He kept him on a constant high, feeding him different substances through IVs and forcing him into a long-lasting drug addiction. During his stay, however, Allison was never physically hurt and instead was manipulated emotionally to remain there with Monstrum in charge. He was taken care of relatively decently, though kept out of social contact with anyone other than Monstrum himself in order to keep all control over Allison. It wasn't until almost a year after he was first taken away, was Allison actually told about his father's debt with Monstrum and how it correlated to him being held there with him. This shifted the blame of Allison's life being taken from
Him over on his father for not taking better care of their financial situation, and he soon began to once again resent his dad.
Allison was fifteen when he first saw anything outside that basement again. With the idea of Monstrum being a caregiver and friend planted in his mind, he went back to the house often. Whether it be for drugs or a sense of belonging, he went back to Monstrum multiple times per week. He didn't communicate with really anyone else until he reconnected with Niue, who was in even worse shape than before. He learned that the group basically diminished shortly after he left and that Terry and Ryu just kind of vanished from existence as far as he was aware of. At that point, Niue was Allison's only other friend.
He never went back to school in order to avoid questions about his disappearance, so he spent a lot of time alone during the day. That is, until he reunited with Ryu a few months after he got back with Niue. He had always seen Ryu as his best friend, but at this point, he had different feelings toward him. Upon expressing to him how he truly felt, Allison was rejected instantly. Still, Allison did what he could to remain as close as possible with Ryu, however, he felt as though he was being pushed away by him. Because of this, he began to push back, sometimes to the point where it may have seemed slightly creepy to others. Allison was desperately afraid of being alone again like he was for so long before.
As Allison began to use with Niue more and more, be started to realize just how much of a problem they both had. Multiple times, he had suggested they both go and kill the addictions. The two went to rehabilitation treatment together, but it didn't last long for either of them with Niue leaving after a month and Allison leaving two months later. He was the first of the two to relapse, having gone back to his addiction after just two weeks of sobriety. Niue was short to follow, going back to crystal almost immediately after Allison.
For years, he continued in his attempt to re-bond with Ryu, even going as far as hiding his rebounded drug addiction in order to do so. In turn, he began to see both Terry and Switch a whole lot more than before. As a child, he never was too bother by Ryu's alternate, and realized that majority of what he did was for shock value, but as they got older he found his actions to be far more sinister. Switch often tore into Allison in any way he could, claiming he was expressing everything Ryu refused to. As he tried not to take anything seriously, he couldn't help but believe what he was hearing after a while.
Despite wanting to grow closer with Terry again as well, he couldn't help but feel like an unwanted and inescapable pest to him, and so he remained distant with him. He had noticed that Terry had changed a lot over the past few years, and it seemed as though he was the only one who noticed it. The way Terry acted, treated others, and even spoke just made him feel uncomfortable, and once he found out how Terry had been treating Ryu while he was gone, he really began to detest him. Allison didn't see Terry as fit for Ryu, and he did everything he could to have him realize that. Instead, Ryu began to push him away further while Switch continued to pick him apart for everything he did to an even more intense degree.
As he got older, he and Niue grew closer into an inseparable pair, which he both enjoyed and despised simultaneously. While he knew and fully understood that Niue was probably the most dangerous person for him to be spending time with given his years of destructive behaviour and habits, he knew without him he would be completely alone. With that, he began sleeping with him at 17 which only deepened the attachment they had with each other. The somewhat strong relationship he had with Monstrum quickly diminished when Allison found out about how he treated Niue on the daily. When he confronted Monstrum about it, he was quickly put into his place, having a leg and a foot broken in the process.
He and Niue soon began visiting much more often, and shortly before turning 18, they began mixing the exchange of drugs in with intercourse. Allison was aware of Niue's polygamous nature and multiple relationships, and while this bothered him, he felt he didn't deserve better. Even more so, he didn't want to lose the only close friend he had at this point in his life, and so he settled with what he had. It wasn’t until this point where Allison began to meet other people who Niue was involved with, Skitzel being the first of the bunch around a year or so later.
In the beginning, their relationship was rocky with Skitzel being more of the jealous type. Allison so badly wanted Skitzel to like and accept him, and he did all he could to get to know him more. Niue and Skitzel were very early in their relationship when Allison was first introduced to him, and he didn’t find about Allison and Niue engaging in regular intercourse until hearing about it directly from Niue. After discovering this, Skitzel just pushed Allison away as he wanted nothing to do with anyone else and was sexually involved with Niue, which only left him using with him more. Over the course of many months however, Skitzel slowly began to open up with Allison, eventually to the point where they had some sort of a relationship forming between them. Even then, Allison still didn’t really feel entirely wanted by Skitzel, who displayed intense dislike toward he and Niue spending large amounts of time together.
From then on, Niue still reigned as the one Allison kept closest with, no matter how much it truly hurt him to consider him as such with the state that he was in. His relationship with Monstrum remained extremely tense, but he still went over for drugs whenever he couldn’t find any elsewhere. He still tried to keep in contact with Ryu as much as possible, who was the only one Allison felt he could truly be himself and let out everything that had been built up inside for so long. Allison still had feelings for Ryu and made subtle attempts to get with him. He wasn’t fully aware of Ryu and Terry and where their relationship stood at this point. Terry and Allison didn’t have the greatest relationship either as there was constantly conflict between them.
Former Florida Gov. Jeb Bush was visiting the Granite State on Wednesday.
Bush took questions at a town hall event in Hudson on Wednesday evening after making an unannounced stop at Harvey's Bakery and Coffee Shop in Dover earlier in the day.
Bush spoke, surrounded by veterans, at the Veterans of Foreign Wars Post in Hudson -- a popular stop on the primary trail.
Bush spoke about New Hampshire's twin energy controversies -- the proposed Kinder Morgan natural gas pipeline in the state's southern tier, as well as the Northern Pass project.
"I mean, you guys are struggling to build pipelines and transmission lines, best I can tell," said Bush.
One attendee followed up, asking Bush what he knew about the pipeline.
"It promises to cut through a number of people's homes and [environmentally protected] land," the questioner said.
"There's a trade-off in this, which is how public policy works. The trade-off is how do you balance the economic interests of working-class families with environmental considerations? And those are best sorted out at the state level, not in Washington, DC," said Bush.
After the town hall, Bush told News 9 that he won't be taking sides.
"I think this should be locally driven," said Bush.
Bush also provided additional context to comments he made to the Union Leader editorial board earlier in the day.
Controversy began brewing on social media after Bush said that "people need to work longer hours."
Bush clarified that he was referring to new overtime rules, which he believes will force people into part-time jobs.
"I think people want to work harder, to be able to have more money in their own pockets -- not to be dependent upon government. You can take it out of context all you want, but high, sustained growth means people work 40 hours rather than 30 hours, and that by our success they have money -- disposable income for their families to decide how they want to spend it rather than getting in line," said Bush.
Bush also dismissed Donald Trump's criticism of his immigration position, when Trump essentially said that Bush is biased by the fact that his wife is Mexican.
"You can love your Mexican-American wife and also believe we need to control the border," said Bush.
Bush also had coffee and breakfast with a small crowd at Harvey's Bakery and Coffee Shop earlier in the day, where he said he'll use his leadership skills from his experience in office to change the roles within our government.
Bush said that one of the first things he would do in office is reduce federal overreach.
"Under this administration, there's been broad overreach in the regulatory powers. We need to bring powers back to states and local communities and that's something the president can do almost immediately,” said Bush.
Bush also said he would create a better energy plan for America and re-establish America's leadership internationally.
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John Ellis "Jeb" Bush (born February 11, 1953) is an American businessman and politician who served as the 43rd Governor of Florida from 1999 to 2007. He is the second son of former President George H. W. Bush and former First Lady Barbara Bush, and the younger brother of former President George W. Bush.
Bush grew up in Houston, Texas. He graduated from the Phillips Academy in Andover, Massachusetts and attended the University of Texas, where he earned a degree in Latin American affairs. Following his father's successful run for Vice President in 1980, he moved to Florida and pursued a career in real estate development. In 1986, Bush was named Florida's Secretary of Commerce, a position he held until his resignation in 1988 to help his father's successful campaign for the Presidency.
In 1994, Bush made his first run for office, narrowly losing the election for governor by less than two percentage points to the incumbent Lawton Chiles. Bush ran again in 1998 and defeated Lieutenant Governor Buddy MacKay with 55 percent of the vote. He ran for reelection in 2002 and won with 56 percent to become Florida's first two-term Republican governor. During his eight years as governor, Bush was credited with initiating environmental improvements, such as conservation in the Everglades, supporting caps for medical malpractice litigation, moving Medicaid recipients to private systems, and instituting reforms to the state education system, including the issuance of vouchers and promoting school choice.
Frequently cited by the media as a possible candidate for president in the 2016 election, Bush announced in mid-December 2014 that he would explore the possibility of running for President. Bush subsequently launched his presidential campaign on June 15, 2015 in Miami, Florida.
Wellington.
Morphett selected the area around Wellington and up both banks of the Murray River for the Secondary Towns Association as a Special Survey for £4,000 in 1839. Morphett bought up land in the district for himself as well. The Secondary Towns Association had also paid for the Special Survey at Currency Creek which they foresaw would become the New Orleans of the South. They had the same idea about Wellington (although Morphett wanted to call the town Victoria.) They surveyed the land, selling off 400 forty acre farmlets and they subdivided one thousand town blocks for the town of Wellington. Their high expectations were not met, few town blocks were built upon and Wellington East on the other side of the Murray never developed at all. Wellington was at the end of the Murray and at the entranced to Lake Alexandrina but traffic was slow and when the river trade did begin in 1854 Wellington was just one stop among many. It never became a major river port. Its two ongoing and consistent functions were to provide ferry services across the Murray River and to house the police, Aboriginal Sub-Protection Officer (John Mason for many years) and visiting court officials.
Apart from John Morphett, one of the first buyers of freehold land in Wellington and near Wellington was Allan McFarlane who later built Wellington Lodge. Other early land purchasers were the Cooke brothers and Robert Barr Smith. All saw the potential of Wellington but only McFarlane stayed the distance and reaped the rewards. Although being located at a major crossing point of the Murray and being the gateway town for the land route down to the South East and on to Port Phillip colony, Wellington suffered set backs. In 1879 a new road and rail bridge was opened at Edwards Crossing, now Murray Bridge removing much of the traffic across the Murray at Wellington. The town survived this. But the arrival of the railway at nearby Tailem Bend (1886) took even more traffic away from Wellington. Although there was government talk of a bridge across the Murray at Wellington in 1864 nothing happened at that stage. The feasibility studies were done on several crossing points with Wellington coming in the most expensive as the bedrock soil report was not favourable. Wellington would have been the most expensive option for bridging the Murray. Edwards Crossing, the cheapest, was selected instead in the 1870s.
But before the bridge was built Willington in the 1840s had great potential. Morphett operated the first ferry across the Murray in 1839 before the town was established in 1840. The town had a police presence before the township was established too with a Sub-Protector of Aboriginals based there. The government stationed police there from 1841 to bring law and order to the region. The first police station was built in 1845 but it was probably not much more than a shanty. It was replaced by a new station in 1849. But the soft soils at Wellington meant that this structure was soon in need of replacement and it was condemned in 1862. The current police station, and court house (and originally ferry house too) were erected in 1864. The stables were added in 1865. Although in a good state of repair it has not been a court house and police station for many years. It was owned by the National Trust but it has recently been sold to private occupiers. In the 1840s two hotels were licensed in Wellington but only one survived, the 1846 built Wellington Hotel. Despite modernisation it is still there and still operates.
Perhaps the most famous ferryman at Wellington was the former Police Commissioner Alexander Tolmer. The one time Commissioner of Police, and instigator of the Gold Escort services from the Victorian goldfields in the early 1850s. But by 1857 he was unemployed as his position was made redundant. In that year Tolmer moved to Wellington to become a sheep farmer and the ferry man. He wrote his biography which he called A Chequered Career to explain his demise. He had pioneered a route across the Ninety Mile desert to Victoria to escort gold back to Adelaide to be assayed in the SA office. The first escort in 1852 took nine days to reach Bendigo. The Governor Sir Henry Fox gave a dinner party for Tolmer on his return and a gift of £100. Commissioner Tolmer led two more escorts but in total some 18 escorts were conducted. Some time later when he was away on police business, a review of the police department led to him being demoted to Inspector. Then this inspector position was abolished in 1856. Our gold hero was then unemployed! In 1857 he moved to Wellington and took up a block of land. Tolmer wrote about himself:”I knew no more about sheep farming than the man in the moon.” He gave up farming and was almost destitute but he then he gained a part time job as returning officer for the District of Murray. His main income was rent from his house at Norwood. In 1859/60 he bought a boat from Mr Potts a boat builder (and wine maker) of Langhorne’s Creek and he began a second ferry service across the Murray. He nearly drowned working his ferry and Alan McFarlane, the great pastoralist of Wellington Lodge rescued him and the boat. Then in 1862 Tolmer was appointed Crown Lands Ranger at a salary of £200 per annum. In 1866 he and his family were transferred to Kingston South East and he departed from Wellington. In 1871 he returned to the Valuations Department of the government in Adelaide. He then lived at Mitcham until he died there in 1891.
Wellington Lodge and Allan McFarlane.
The first pastoralist settlers in the area were the family of Allen McFarlane who established a lease hold run near Wellington in 1845 covering 72,000 acres. They built a grand house called Wellington Lodge, noted for its fine wrought iron work and views over Lake Alexandrina. The original Georgian house of 1843 was incorporated into a later huge Victorian Italianate style house. Wellington Lodge has hosted several royal visits in 1867 and again in 1927 and members of the family were local MPs and councillors. On his Wellington run McFarlane soon owned 43,000 acres freehold apart from his leasehold land. Allan McFarlane died in 1864 and his son died in 1908 but descendants still operate the property. The McFarlane family operate the property as an Angus beef stud.
Doing a Christmas afternoon photo session on the campus of Arcadia High School.
Arcadia is located just east of Pasadena, and 20 miles northeast of Los Angeles; thanks to Arcadia being home to Santa Anita Racetrack, Arcadia's public schools are better funded than in the rest of California, and Arcadia has developed a legendary status among wealthy Asian immigrants (especially those from Taiwan) as a result. Having once lived in Arcadia myself, it's always nice to come back for a new look.
This Porsche, race-ready with racing cage and other upgrades, is indicative of Arcadia's affluence. The Asian immigrants, in particular, not only have money, but do love to show off in pricey cars. While Arcadia High School students in the pre-Asian days often worked part-time jobs in order to buy a clunker out of their own pocket, the Asian immigrant students changed the rules in the late 1980s and the early 1990s, getting a Honda Civic or an Acura Integra (or even a BMW 3-series) as Sweet Sixteen birthday presents from their parents. After all, time spent on part-time jobs is time lost for academic preparation for SATs and a possible Harvard admission (and the parents are probably rich enough to shell out hundreds more per month for top-notch tutors).
For the record, even though I lived in Arcadia through all of that, I was NOT one of those affluent Asian immigrant teen brats in a nice car.