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Last week in the MLK Jr. march, my boys and I helped carry the United States Constitution all the way from Garfield High School to a federal building downtown. The people in this picture are not strangers to me, I recognize several of them from our neighborhood and school community (my oldest son goes to Garfield, which happens to be the alma mater of the legendary Quincy Jones).
Helping to carry the Constitution was a serendipitous, unplanned occurrence. We'd been listening to the drumbeats of a merry ragtag band get people psyched up for the hilly walk to downtown. The start of the march was drawing closer, we held some wimpy signs generously distributed to those who occasionally show up to these things empty handed (we're good at yelling, though). Suddenly, organizers commenced frantically shouting for help, so we dashed to the edges of one of the most revered documents in the world's modern history. This version of the Constitution was convincing from a distance, it looked like parchment. In actuality, it was heavy, unwieldy canvas. Kind of smelly and dirty. It was a pain in the ass carrying it. The march route occasionally narrowed through parked cars or buses, we'd have to scrunch together. Intersections were a challenge. Sometimes I draped it over my shoulder. Or tucked it under my armpit. You'd see people shaking their hands out, their grip strength going out on them. But I think the people in this picture were like me- generally very angry about what's going on in America, desperate to do anything to help and not be passive on this consciousness-raising afternoon, even if it was just the comparatively narrower-focused MLK Jr. holiday.
I've made a semi-conscious effort to not bring politics into my archive too much because Flickr's my little happy place. But if the current downward spiral continues in the United States, eventually there'll be no happy place. The young man (37 seems young to me, nowadays) who was murdered in Minneapolis by brutish ICE agents, was a very good person. All accounts I've read about him seem to bear that out. He was definitely making the world a better place. I've been brought to tears more than once reading little snippets about him. But no one should have to be an unusually noble person or a certifiable hero to have a furious outcry raised about being murdered by federal agents.
It's no coincidence that the death of a white man legally carrying firearms, who worked in a healthcare setting with military veterans, supplied the extra jolt certain people in the U.S. needed to wake up out of their trance. While this may seem like an unconscionable opinion to raise in such a moment of national psychic pain or distress, I think it has to be acknowledged how the racial implications fit with the extraordinarily cruel social and cultural backdrop in America. Donald Trump and his various goons, from Skeletor Miller to Weasel Spinmaster Leavvitt, have been cravenly exploiting race and gender, doing their best to intentionally tear Americans apart on various fault lines because it's politically expedient. Now, they're backpedaling a little, and it's disgusting because it's so transparent. The tragedy is, I'm not sure how long the shock effects of Alex Pretti's death will last. Mr. Pretti shouldn't be a pawn in their gross political machinations.
My heart swells when thinking about the people in Minneapolis who've shown up in the streets to protest or blow whistles to alert neighbors who might be targets of ICE. That was Renee Good. That was Alex Pretti. They were looking out for people besides themselves.
These are just my thoughts at the moment, hopefully they haven't come out poorly in some way. I just don't want to be silent. I can always edit.......
LC Verse Spider-Man #37 "With great power."
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I can't believe I've done this, my Mom is going to kill me. "Miles Morales what have you done to your clothes this time?!" I imagine her saying. But Spider-Man is dying and he seemed to be trying to keep it away from those spooky looking villains attempting to guard it with his life. Unfortunately that looks to be the case. I skid through the puddle of red and black liquid at the feet of the villains laying next to the great hero Spider-Man or whoever he was. Even without his mask I didn't know who he was. "NO!" I hear the Hobgoblin scream as he jumps back away from me as if frightened. "What the hell?!" Jack'O Lantern cries outraged. I feel vines ensnare me coiling around my body and through all the adrenalin in my system i shut my eyes tight realising the mistake I have made. This isn't some classic super hero potion or whatever, it was a living thing.
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Suddenly I open my eyes expecting to see the villains ready to kill me, ready to die next to the hero Spider-Man but I find myself in a black and red room. "Hello?" I say looking round. A black set of tentacles Spring out from the floor wrapping around my arm I shriek pulling at them but it has me caught. "Miles?" A whispering voice asks and I realise it's coming from the tentacles. "Who are you?! More so what are you?!" I yell tugging on the tentacles trying to free my arm but it's like steel. "I have no name I am a parasite." It whispers. "We are a parasite!" a distorted voice booms as a bouquet of red vines tangle around my other arm anchoring me down. "A-Are you the same thing?" I ask trying to pull away from its grip. "No. We are different, we are a combination." The back tentacles whisper menacingly. The red and black room begins to open and I see two circular Windows appear, I see through it and I realise it's me looking through my eyes. I look up and see Jack'O Lantern and Hobgoblin stare down at me shocked. "Attack!" the red vines scream loudly and I feel my body Spring into the air with such force it gives me whiplash in my neck. "Aw man my Mom is definitely going to kill me."
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I realise I have no control over my actions the red vines are piloting my body, taking total control. "Red is in control now, he's the attacker. When I am in control I am your defence and intellect." The black tentacle says quietly as my body begins to fight Jack'O Lantern and Hobgoblin. My body seems to scream in rage and two tendrils erupt from my back, they slash at Jack'O Lantern slicing through his armour. Hobgoblin lunges at me with his knife but my body deflects the blade and before I can even blink the two red tendrils stabs Hobgoblin through his eyes. He screams in agony and I gasp watching helplessly as Jack'O Lantern grabs Hobgoblin fleeing. The grip of the red vines loosen and I fall to my knees exhausted. "Threats are gone, returning control." it yells. I look around seeing the teenager Spider-Man look up at me, his face pale and his eyes begin to glaze over. A slight smile spreads across his lips and he strains talking to me. "With great power...comes great responsibility." His raspy voice whispers as the life from his eyes drain away.
Doll Man / Heft-Reihe
Doll Man versus the Skull!
cover: Reed Crandall (?), Chuck Cuidera (?)
Quality Comics / USA 1951
Reprint / Comic-Club NK 2010
ex libris MTP
For me the shot of the day at such a great location (thanks Marra Man!) 37 402 with 37 609 on the rear pass the small halt at Nethertown with 2C40 0842 Carlisle to Barrow.
Fly Man / Heft-Reihe
Pawn of the Ultra-Foes
cover: Paul Reinman
Archie Series / USA 1966
Reprint: Comic-Club NK 2010
ex libris MTP
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fly_(Archie_Comics)
BIBLICAL CONTEXT: Luke 21:5-38 NIV
(from biblegateway.com)
The Destruction of the Temple and Signs of the End Times
5 Some of his disciples were remarking about how the temple was adorned with beautiful stones and with gifts dedicated to God. But Jesus said, 6 “As for what you see here, the time will come when not one stone will be left on another; every one of them will be thrown down.”
7 “Teacher,” they asked, “when will these things happen? And what will be the sign that they are about to take place?”
8 He replied: “Watch out that you are not deceived. For many will come in my name, claiming, ‘I am he,’ and, ‘The time is near.’ Do not follow them. 9 When you hear of wars and uprisings, do not be frightened. These things must happen first, but the end will not come right away.”
10 Then he said to them: “Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. 11 There will be great earthquakes, famines and pestilences in various places, and fearful events and great signs from heaven.
12 “But before all this, they will seize you and persecute you. They will hand you over to synagogues and put you in prison, and you will be brought before kings and governors, and all on account of my name. 13 And so you will bear testimony to me. 14 But make up your mind not to worry beforehand how you will defend yourselves. 15 For I will give you words and wisdom that none of your adversaries will be able to resist or contradict. 16 You will be betrayed even by parents, brothers and sisters, relatives and friends, and they will put some of you to death. 17 Everyone will hate you because of me. 18 But not a hair of your head will perish. 19 Stand firm, and you will win life.
20 “When you see Jerusalem being surrounded by armies, you will know that its desolation is near. 21 Then let those who are in Judea flee to the mountains, let those in the city get out, and let those in the country not enter the city. 22 For this is the time of punishment in fulfillment of all that has been written. 23 How dreadful it will be in those days for pregnant women and nursing mothers! There will be great distress in the land and wrath against this people. 24 They will fall by the sword and will be taken as prisoners to all the nations. Jerusalem will be trampled on by the Gentiles until the times of the Gentiles are fulfilled.
25 “There will be signs in the sun, moon and stars. On the earth, nations will be in anguish and perplexity at the roaring and tossing of the sea. 26 People will faint from terror, apprehensive of what is coming on the world, for the heavenly bodies will be shaken. 27 At that time they will see the Son of Man coming in a cloud with power and great glory. 28 When these things begin to take place, stand up and lift up your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.”
29 He told them this parable: “Look at the fig tree and all the trees. 30 When they sprout leaves, you can see for yourselves and know that summer is near. 31 Even so, when you see these things happening, you know that the kingdom of God is near.
32 “Truly I tell you, this generation will certainly not pass away until all these things have happened. 33 Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away.
34 “Be careful, or your hearts will be weighed down with carousing, drunkenness and the anxieties of life, and that day will close on you suddenly like a trap. 35 For it will come on all those who live on the face of the whole earth. 36 Be always on the watch, and pray that you may be able to escape all that is about to happen, and that you may be able to stand before the Son of Man.”
37 Each day Jesus was teaching at the temple, and each evening he went out to spend the night on the hill called the Mount of Olives, 38 and all the people came early in the morning to hear him at the temple.
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5 MORE THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW:
1. Like it or not, we are ALL sinners: As the Scriptures say, “No one is righteous—not even one. No one is truly wise; no one is seeking God. All have turned away; all have become useless. No one does good, not a single one.” (Romans 3:10-12 NLT)
2. The punishment for sin is death: When Adam sinned, sin entered the world. Adam’s sin brought death, so death spread to everyone, for everyone sinned. (Romans 5:12 NLT)
3. Jesus is our only hope: But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners. (Romans 5:8 NLT) For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life through Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 6:23 NLT)
4. SALVATION is by GRACE through FAITH in JESUS: God saved you by his grace when you believed. And you can’t take credit for this; it is a gift from God. Salvation is not a reward for the good things we have done, so none of us can boast about it. For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago. (Ephesians 2:8-10 NLT)
5. Accept Jesus and receive eternal life: If you openly declare that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. (Romans 10:9 NLT) But to all who believed him and accepted him, he gave the right to become children of God. (John 1:12 NLT) And this is what God has testified: He has given us eternal life, and this life is in his Son. Whoever has the Son has life; whoever does not have God’s Son does not have life. (1 John 5:11-12 NLT)
Read the Bible for yourself. Allow the Lord to speak to you through his Word. YOUR ETERNITY IS AT STAKE!
Under the Representation of the People (Ireland) Act, 1832, persons occupying premises to the value of at least £10 were entitled to vote in elections.
This is the oath sworn by Edward Gorman, bell hanger, attesting that he occupies such premises at Tullow Street, Carlow. The form also includes an ‘entry of certificate of registry’ signed by John R. Corballis, Assistant Barrister, and A.J. Humfrey, Clerk of the Peace.
There are forms for the following persons:
1 William Graham, Tullow Street, shoemaker
2 James Kain, Montgomery Street, maltster
3 Adam Jackson, Esquire, Maryborough Street, Graigue, Queen's County
4 Michael Wilson, Maryborough Street, Graigue, Queen's County, corn buyer
5 John Tuomy, Dublin Street, surgeon
6 Joshua Haughton, Athy Street, leather cutter
7 Richard Stotesbury, Esquire, Athy Street
8 Thomas Stoyte, Esquire, Dublin Road
9 John Williams, Tullow Street, shoemaker
10 Thomas Lacey, Dublin Street, butcher
11 Michael Lynam, Castlehill, writing clerk
12 Patrick Byrne, Tullow Street, woollen merchant
13 James Steuart, 49 Tullow Street, pensioner
14 Michael Walsh, Batchelor's Walk, Graigue. Premises is described as 'counting house & stores'
15 James Troy, Castle Street, woollen draper
16 John Ward, Tullow Street, eating house keeper
17 Singleton Gardiner, Brown Street, Serjeant, Carlow Militia
18 James Young, Bridewell Lane, turnkey at Carlow Gaol
19 Patrick Byrne, Tullow Street, stone mason
20 Patrick Godfrey, Dublin Road, bacon maker
21 Richard Byrne, Burrin Street, painter and glazier
22 William Tobin, Dublin Street, coachman at Browneshill
23 Mathew Jenkinson, Chapel Lane, butter merchant
24 Samuel Haughton, Burren Street, merchant
25 William Leakes, Tullow Street, glazier
26 Sylvester Kinsella, Tullow Street, corn buyer
27 John Little, Tullow Street, constable
28 William Bowles, Dublin Road, huxter
29 David Grennan, Burrin Street, hatter and huxter
30 Benjamin Lahee, Dublin Street, tin plate worker and brazier
31 William Strahan, Tullow Street, cabinet maker
32 Richard Smyth, Dublin Street, slater
33 Mathew Byrne, Dublin Street, fruiterer
34 Jeremiah Kavanagh, Athy Road, maltster
35 Patrick Brennan, Morrin's Lane, Graigue, boat owner
36 Peter Nolan, Barrack Street, car man
37 Thomas Little, Tullow Street, saddler
38 Francis Armstrong, Athy Street, clerk / curate
39 George Belton, Tullow Street, tin plate worker
40 Thomas Greene, Slaty Street, Graigue, pensioner
41 William Fishbourne, Esquire, Tullow Street
42 Mathew Byrne, Burrin Street, printer
43 William Kilsey, Old Barrack Street, weaver
44 Thomas Harney, Coal Market, huxter and car owner
45 Michael Keenan, Hanover Bridge, yeoman
46 Lett James, Barrack Street, servant
47 Edward Gorman, Tullow Street, bell hanger
48 Mathew Esmonde White, Chapel Lane, medical doctor, Esquire
49 George Hornick of Chapel Lane, coachmaker. Applicable premises is warehouse at Tullow Street
50 Patrick Kelly, Burrin Street, publican
51 Michael Byrne, Castle Street, broker and dealer in clothes
52 Thomas Crawford Butler, Rose Ville, Borlum, solicitor
53 William Whitmore, Dublin Street, shopkeeper and fishmonger
54 Pierce Abbey, Athy Street and Dublin Street, servant. Applicable premises is at Dublin Street
55 John Nolan, Dublin Street, tailor
56 John Brennan, Tullow Street, saddler
57 William Blake, School Lane, smith
58 Ambrose White, Charlotte Street, tailor
59 Laurence Ivers, Staplestown Road, plasterer
60 Stott Howard, Hay Market, wire worker and bolling machine maker
61 John Headen / Haydon, Chapel Street, Graigue, Queen's County, land surveyor
62 Robert Ivers, Tullow Street, gentleman and farmer
63 John Tuomy, Dublin Street, surgeon
64 Samuel Whitmore, Dublin Street, hotel keeper
65 John Kavanagh, Bridewell Lane, writing clerk
There are also three oaths sworn by persons who have the right to vote as they are burgesses of the borough of Carlow:
66 John Alexander, Junior, Milford, Esquire
67 Samuel Elliott, Kilmeany, Esquire
68 William F. Burton, Burton Hall, Esquire
Forms date from 1832-1839.
Most forms are printed by Lahee, Carlow. Several forms bear the stamp of Thomas Crawford Butler, attorney. The spellings of personal names and place names here replicate those used on the original forms.
Document code: P24/47
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DEATH OF THE HON. W. SWANSON.
It is with deep regret that we record the death of the Hon. W. Swanson, member of the legislative Council, which occurred last night at his residence, City Road. Mr. Swanson had long passed his three score years and ten, but his death was altogether unexpected, he having enjoyed excellent health and been taking his usual walks about the city, where his figure was familiar to everybody. He was out yesterday and retired to bed in the evening, feeling in his usual health, but he became ill soon after retiring, and Dr. Lewis, who was sent for, arrived just in time to be present at the death. The cause of death was heart failure.
The Hon. W. Swanson was one of Auckland's best-known and most trusted politicians. Born in Leith, near Edinburgh, on May 30, 1819, he early suffered the loss of both his parents, and was brought up under the care first of his paternal grandfather, then subsequently of an uncle. Shortly after attaining his majority, Mr. Swanson completed his apprenticeship as a shipwright, and lost little time in trying his fortunes in the colonies. Arriving in Auckland in 1844, he found employment in various lines, but wages at that time were low in the Northern capital, and Mr. Swanson visited California in the hope of striking something better. His voyage thither was eventful enough, as may be imagined from the fact that it was undertaken a vessel of 14 tons. The shipwright, however, had confidence in his own work, and when the Customs officer at Auckland declined to clear the vessel outwards on account of her being too small for a foreign voyage, Mr. Swanson, the builder and owner, quietly took his departure for the Bay of Islands, where he found an officer either more ignorant, or less strict as to the tonnage of his little craft. His mates, though possessing a theoretical knowledge of seamanship, were divided in opinion on some of the more abstruse points of navigation, and had it not been for the timely aid of a '"passenger"—the late Mr. Bell, brother of Mrs. Allan O'Neill—there is no doubt that the desired haven could never have been reached. With Mr. Bell's assistance, however, Mr. Swanson and his little company found their way to Tahiti, and on to Honolulu, where the vessel was sold, Mr. Swanson, by the transaction, becoming a landed proprietor on a small scale. After working some time in Honolulu at four dollars a day, Mr. Swanson continued his journey, and arrived in California at a time when the wages of skilled artisans ranged from sixteen to twenty-five dollars per day ; he was fortunate in obtaining employment for some length of time at the maximum wage. Returning to this colony in 1852, Mr. Swanson took up land at the place now bearing his name, and engaged heartily in the timber industry. Here he not only met with personal prosperity, but put many others in the way of making a competence. Being popular with all classes, and thoroughly trusted, Mr. Swanson was early marked out for a public career. The first position of importance to which he was elected was that of representative of the West Ward on the City Board, immediately on the formation of that body. The next step was to the Provincial Council, in which he represented first the Northern District of Auckland and then the City West; in 1871 he was elected without contest to a seat for Newton in the General Assembly. Mr. Swanson continued a member of the Provincial Council until the abolition of those bodies in 1876. In the House of Representatives he sat continuously until 1884, when, for the first and only time, he was beaten. This is a splendid record for a politician who has, throughout his career, conscientiously abstained from soliciting votes on his own behalf. Though lost to the Lower House, Mr. Swanson was not long out of harness, for in May, 1885, he was offered a seat in the Upper House, as a fitting acknowledgment of past services as a legislator. This offer was made by the Stout-Vogel Government, and was accepted by Mr. Swanson on condition of its being understood that he was free to act as independently as had always been "his" principle. Ever since his appointment Mr. Swanson has been an active member—not greatly giving to talking, but exercising a salutary influence on the deliberations of the Council. As a citizen, Mr. Swanson was held in high esteem. No charitable object has ever been denied his aid, and his private acts of kindness and generosity have all been done with an absence of ostentation well worthy of imitation. The giving of treats to the children of the public schools has been a favourite means with Mr. Swanson of affording pleasure to others, and these have generally been given on the reassembling of school after the summer vacation.
Mr. Swanson leaves a family of five sons and two daughters to mourn their loss. Two of his sons are in Auckland, one in the Waikato, one at Gisborne and one at the Islands, while both his daughters are married, one being Mrs. Bloomfield, of Gisborne, and the other Mrs. Colwill, of Auckland.
The funeral will take place on Monday, leaving City Road for Waikumete at two p.m.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZH19030424.2.25
RETURNED SOLDIER'S DEATH.
SUICIDE BY POISONING.
An inquest was held before Mr. F. K. Hunt, S.M., concerning the death of a returned soldier, Norman Read Bloomfield, who died at Nihotupu on Monday last. Deceased was a married man, 37 years of age, carrying on the occupation of a omnibus proprietor. Evidence was given by deceased's solicitor, which showed that deceased had been very depressed of late and had also had financial trouble.
Elizabeth Read Bloomfield, wife of the deceased, stated that during the past three years her husband had suffered severely from consumption and had been unable to work regularly for some time. Early on Monday, 3rd inst., she heard a fall in her husband's room and found that he had fallen out of bed, and was unconscious. She thought that deceased had had another of his customary bad turns and sent to a neighbour for some brandy, and summoned a doctor. A glass which had contained poison, was on a table in the room. Deceased regained consciousness about 11 a.m. On Monday and said he wished he had made a good job of it (taking poison). Death occurred at 10.20 p.m. the same day. Deceased had lately been very depressed but had never threatened suicide His consumption was so far advanced that he was not expected to live many months.
Medical evidence showed that death was due to heart failure caused by drinking poison. Deceased's general condition was very weak and he was in the last stages of consumption.
A verdict that deceased committed suicide by taking poison in a state of depression was returned.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/AS19240305.2.107
MR. CHARLES SWANSON. A very old resident of Auckland, Mr. Charles Swanson, died at the Auckland Hospital on July 2, after a brief illness, aged 81 years. Last week he was in Queen Street, apparently in good health. Mr. Swanson was the eldest son of the late Hon. William Swanson, M.L.C., who arrived in Auckland in 1544, and married a Maori chieftainess. Mr. Charles Swanson was an excellent Maori linguist. He is survived by Mrs. Swanson.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/AS19300705.2.142
DISTRICT PIONEER
DEATH IN AUCKLAND
MRS. M. R. BLOOMFIELD
One of the pioneer women of the Gisborne district, who for many years was known for her hospitality and the open house she kept, Mrs. Mary Read Bloomfield, died in Auckland this week. Born in Auckland in 1863, she was the daughter of the late Mr. William Swanson, M.L.C., one of the first members of Parliament in New Zealand and later a member of the Upper House.
Mrs. Bloomfield spent her early life in Auckland and at the age of 20 married the late Mr. Thomas Edward Read Bloomfield in that city. Mr. Bloomfield brought his bride to Gisborne, where he had a sheep-station in the Te Arai district. The Opou homestead at Manutuke was built by Mr. Bloomfield, who died in 1890.
Mrs. Bloomfield continued to live at Te Arai for some time, taking a keen interest in the welfare of the people of the district and establishing many friendships, which she maintained for most of the years of her residence in Gisborne.
Mrs. Bloomfield is remembered by many present Gisbornians, who as young newcomers to the district were entertained by her at a home she established in Childers road, which was an open house to her many friends. She was also interested in hockey in Gisborne at the turn of the century, when women’s hockey was a comparatively new game. Mrs. Bloomfield is survived by two sons, Mr. William Read Bloomfield, Auckland, and Mr. Ernest Read Bloomfield, Gisborne, and one daughter, Mrs. H. E. Bright, Gisborne. Two sons predeceased their mother.
The funeral took place in Auckland this week.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/GISH19471011.2.80
Plot 45: Ani Rangitunoa Swanson 1897 – Heart Disease
William Swanson (84) 1903 – Pioneer Logger – Heart Failure
Norman Read Bloomfield (37) 1924 – Motor Proprietor – Heart Failure
Elizabeth Read Bloomfield (48) 30/6/1934– at Auckland Hospital (ashes)
Charles Swanson – Miner – at Auckland Hospital
Mary Read Bloomfield (83) 1947 – Widow
Plot 47: Hui Rangitunoa Swanson (70) 1897
Harriet Colwill (82) 1951 – Widow(ashes)
In Loving Memory
Of
ANI RANGITUNOA,
wife of
William Swanson
died 4th January
1897
also
WILLIAM SWANSON M.L.C.
Husband of the above
died 23rd April 1903
aged 84 years.
“At Rest”
also NORMAN
beloved husband of
Elizabeth Read BLOOMFIELD
died 3rd March 1924
aged 32 years.
also
CHARLES SWANSON
beloved husband of
Fanney Swanson
and eldest son of the above
died 2nd July 1930
aged 81 years.
In Loving Memory Of
MARY.
Loved wife of
Thomas Edward Read BLOOMFIELD
Died 5th October 1947
HARRIET COLWILL
daughter of
Ani and William Swanson
and beloved mother of
Ruby, Frank, Joyce & Bettie.
Died 3rd Sept. 1951, aged 83 years.
DEATHS
SWANSON.—On January 4, at her late residence, City Road, Ani Rangitunoa, beloved wife of William Swanson, in her 70th year. The funeral will leave her late residence, for Waikomiti Cemetery to-morrow (Wednesday), at 2 p.m. Friends please accept this intimation.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZH18970105.2.2.2
SWANSON.—On April 23, 1903, at his residence, City Road, William Swanson, M.L.C., in his 85th year.
Funeral will leave the above for Waikumete on Monday, April 27, at 2 p.m. Friends please accept this intimation.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZH19030424.2.2.3
READ-BLOOMFIELD.—On March 3, at his residence, Nihotupu, Norman, dearly-beloved husband of Leila Bloomfield, and son of Mary Read-Bloomfield, Gisborne, in his 37th year. Funeral will leave his late residence, Nihotupu, for Waikumete Cemetery at 2.30 to-day.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZH19240305.2.2.3
SWANSON.—On July 2, 1930, at the Auckland Hospital, Charles, beloved husband of Fanney Swanson, of 502, Dominion Road, and eldest son of the late Honourable William Swanson, M.L.C.; aged 81 years. The funeral will leave the mortuary of C. Little and Sons, Ltd., 209, Son Street, at. 2 p.m. to-morrow (Thursday), for Waikumete Cemetery. Private interment.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/AS19300702.2.4
BLOOMFIELD.—On Saturday, June 30, at the Auckland Hospital, after a Iong illness, Elizabeth Read, widow of the late Norman Read Bloomfield, Nihotupu and Gisborne; aged 48.
Funeral leaves Arthur Holmes' chapel, Abbotsford Street, Newmarket, for Crematorium to-day (Monday), at 2 p.m.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZH19340702.2.2.3
Bloomfield.—Mary Read, loved mother of Flora Bright, at Auckland on 7th October. Interment at Auckland.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/GISH19471008.2.3
View Norman's military personnel file on line:
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View and/or contribute to Norman's profile on the Auckland War Memorial Museum Cenotaph data base:
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If you are worried about your or someone else's mental health, the best place to get help is your GP or local mental health provider. However, if you or someone else is in danger or endangering others, call police immediately on 111.
Or if you need to talk to someone else:
1737, Need to talk? Free call or text 1737 any time for support from a trained counsellor
Lifeline – 0800 543 354 or (09) 5222 999 within Auckland
Samaritans – 0800 726 666
Suicide Crisis Helpline – 0508 828 865 (0508 TAUTOKO)
thelowdown.co.nz – or email team@thelowdown.co.nz or free text 5626
Anxiety New Zealand – 0800 ANXIETY (0800 269 4389)
Supporting Families in Mental Illness – 0800 732 825
Juan de la Cruz Cano y Holmedilla. h. 1770.
Xilografía. Ejemplar coloreado a mano. 37 x 27.
Colección de trajes de España, tanto antiguos como modernos, que comprehende todos los de sus dominios, dividida en dos volúmenes, con ocho quadernos de á doze estampas cada uno / dispuesta y gravada por D. Juan de la Cruz Cano y Holmedilla... Tomo Primero. - Madrid : Casa de M. Copin, 1777. - lám. N. 15
Col. José Luis Pajares.
Juan de la Cruz Cano y Holmedilla. h. 1770.
Xilografía. Ejemplar coloreado a mano. 37 x 27.
Colección de trajes de España, tanto antiguos como modernos, que comprehende todos los de sus dominios, dividida en dos volúmenes, con ocho quadernos de á doze estampas cada uno / dispuesta y gravada por D. Juan de la Cruz Cano y Holmedilla. Tomo Primero. - Madrid : Casa de M. Copin, 1777. - lám. N. 16
Col. José Luis Pajares.
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E-Man chillin in Bed Stuy Brooklyn. circa 1993 "Don't fuck up the block with the GAK, Be true to the hiphop and don't be wack!"
WORD!
These are the funny and immediately recognizable "Grecian Urn" outfits.
Costumes designed by Dorothy Jeakins
"Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to cut up fish and you give him a pay raise whenever the fuck he asks for one." -- Mark Estabrook. Manaus, Brazil. Hand held 35mm Leica M6 TTL in existing light with Ilford Delta 400 Pro film in Ilfotec DD-X.
DROWNED IN HARBOUR.
PROBABLE FALL FROM SEWER.
A DANGEROUS PRACTICE.
An inquest concerning the death of John Markey, whose body was found in the harbour on Wednesday, was held at the morgue yesterday, before Mr. E. C. Cutten, S.M., city coroner. Andrew Markey, brother of the deceased, said that the. latter had resided with him in Bath Street, Parnell, for seven years. He was a driver, latterly in the employ of Messrs. John Burns and Company, but had gone out on strike with his union. He was at home on Sunday, but disappeared on Monday. He was a single man, 37 years of age and very steady. The theory of the witness was that while walking along the Hobson Bay sewer, possibly to his brother's residence, near the Parnell end, he fell into the water.
Constable Adam stated that he found the body on the shore side of the sewer, and that it bore no marks of any kind.
The verdict of the coroner was that the deceased met his death by drowning in tin harbour, but there was no evidence to show how the body came to be in the water. " I desire to add," said Mr. Cutten. "that the deceased was a man in good health, and there is no reason, from the evidence before me, for assuming that he committed suicide, and from the position in which the body was found, I am inclined to the opinion that he fell from the top of the sewer. This is the second time I have had occasion to draw attention to the extreme danger of people walking along the top of this sewer, and I intend to communicate with the authorities to see if some obstacle cannot be put in the way of people walking along it."
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZH19131212.2.33
Plot 11: John Markey (37) 1913 – Carter – Drowned
Dorothy Bridget Farrell (infant) bur. 20/10/1916
Plot 11-13: Patrick Markey – Coachman – Senile Decay
Patrick Markey (62) 18/6/1932 – Labourer
Plot 13: Catherine Markey – Domestic
Sacred
To The Memory Of
CATHERINE
the beloved wife of
Patrick MARKEY
who died 5th July 1897
aged 52 years
---------
R.I.P
Also PATRICK
beloved husband of the above
died 29th Aug. 1912
aged 75 years.
– and their son –
JOHN,
died 10th Dec. 1913
aged 38 years.
R.I.P.
DEATHS
MARKEY.—On August 29, 1912, at the residence of his son-in-law (Mr J. Farrell), Stanley Street, Arch Hill, Patrick Markey; aged 75 years. R.I.P.
The funeral will leave the above address for Waikumete Cemetery to-morrow (Satnnlay), at 2 p.m., by motor. Friends please accept this intimation.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/AS19120830.2.110
MARKEY.—On December 8, at Auckland, John, the third beloved son of the late Patrick Markey. Bath Street, Parnell.—R.I.P.
Funeral will leave the Hospital at 2 p.m., to-day (Friday), December 12, for Waikumete Cemetery. Friends please accept this intimation.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZH19131212.2.2.3
FARRELL.—On October 20, 1918, at her parents' residence, Trafalgar Street, Onehunga. Dorothy Bridget, dearlyl-beloved infant daughter of Mr and Mrs J. Farrell; aged 3 weeks.—R.l.P.
paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/AS19161021.2.87
MARKEY —On June 18, 1932, at Auckland, Patrick, only surviving son of the late Patrick and Catherine Markey, of Parnell, and beloved brother of Mrs. J. Farrell, Mangapeehi; aged 61 years. R.I.P. Funeral will leave St. John's Church Parnell, at 2 p.m. to-morrow (Sunday) for Waikumete Cemetery.
Photo André Knoerr, Genève. Reproduction autorisée avec mention de la source.
Utilisation commerciale soumise à autorisation spéciale préalable.
L'autobus MAN 37 assure, en raison de travaux, le remplacement du train entre Flumenthal et Solothurn.
33058
Die Spinne / Heft-Reihe
Originalausgabe: The Amazing Spider-Man #37
(Once upon a time, there was a robot...!)
cover: Steve Ditko
Williams Verlag (Hamburg / Deutschland; 1975)
ex libris MTP
This is a French Man 37 apparently. Taken before Brexit ironically. All I can think of now is Crayola De Ville Liz Truss with her " Brexit Pork Markets".
This is a French Man 37 apparently. Taken before Brexit ironically. All I can think of now is Crayola De Ville Liz Truss with her " Brexit Pork Markets".
PorkLover Suk?