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2020 has turned into a blur - the weeks & months seem to all run together, so until further notice... the days of the week will now be called: today, yesterday, thisday, thatday, otherday, nextday, and someday. 😀
HSS and may you enjoy today 💛
In the Middle Ages, Ulvøysund had a permanent population. During the 14th century a bishop from Bergen wrote a letter (that still exists today) saying that he was stuck in Ulvøysund due to the weather. A compass rose carved into the rock on the island of Ulvøya is possibly from the 15th century. The outport is mentioned on Dutch maps from the 16th century as Wolfsondt.
Ulvøysund's oldest house still standing and it is used as a guest house. The house's oldest parts are probably from the 17th century.
The oldest sign of activity in Ulvøysund, is an old shipwreck on the approach of Kvåsefjorden. It was archaeologically investigated in 2011 by the Norwegian Maritime Museum, and a piece of a reindeer antler from the finding was later Carbon-14 dated to the period between the years 1020-1030.
In thisdays they are making a documentery of the wreck.
In the Middle Ages, Ulvøysund had a permanent population. During the 14th century a bishop from Bergen wrote a letter (that still exists today) saying that he was stuck in Ulvøysund due to the weather. A compass rose carved into the rock on the island of Ulvøya is possibly from the 15th century. The outport is mentioned on Dutch maps from the 16th century as Wolfsondt.
Ulvøysund's oldest house still standing and it is used as a guest house. The house's oldest parts are probably from the 17th century.
The oldest sign of activity in Ulvøysund, is an old shipwreck on the approach of Kvåsefjorden. It was archaeologically investigated in 2011 by the Norwegian Maritime Museum, and a piece of a reindeer antler from the finding was later Carbon-14 dated to the period between the years 1020-1030.
In thisdays they are making a documentery of the wreck.
This highly distinguishable bird has been waking us up for several years now.
On thisday he /she was sat on our neighbours lodge roof.
I'm not sure if it's a birth defect or damage he/she has incurred.
Rook - Corvus Frugilegus
Tralee Bay - Scotland
Many thanks to all those who take the time to comment on and fave my photos. It is truly appreciated.
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Sliders Sunday -- Post Processed To The MAX!
more cropping than sliding plus a few curves
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I recently heard the idea that the days of the week could be renamed from Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday etc to Thisday, Thatday, Otherday, Someday, Nextday. Not so fanciful during lockdown, maybe!
this morning on te way to my work..i forgot to go..to work..the beauty of morningfog was so amazing..every 100 meter i stopped the bike to make some shots..ok late now.but this one is for now...
‘This Day’ is a orchestral musictrack build around a piano progression. It has a emotional mood, with tension. Instruments: piano, synths, guitar, orchestra, drums.
You can listen it now on Spotify - Igo Pieters or YouTube - Igo Pieters
Yesterday, after breakfast, the cats all disappeared to their various places of comfort except for Kaiser who plonked himself down right by his dish to wait to see if there would be anything else on offer. He quite often does this and is never rewarded but being the glutton he is he remains ever hopeful. I have Monday and Tuesday off work and hopefully we will do something notable (safely) to break up the routine we are in. Although I have been working throughout, the weekend shows no real difference as we never do anything other than the odd walk. I heard someone on the radio mention he had change the days of the week so I thought I would give you mine
Moanday, Thatday, Muddleday, Thisday, Otherday, Someday & Whatday.
These says, on Wednesdays, I genuinely never seem to know whether it is Wednesday or Thursday, hence Muddleday
So I wish you all a happy Furry Otherday!
We are actually doing something on Whatday as it is our wedding anniversary. It involves sitting in a garden at a nice hotel in the Forest, eating a cream tea!!
Wishing you all a safe and healthy weekend x
On this date - tragedy and joy. Heard of the birth of my first grandchild this morning whilst walking and, weirdly, saw this number sign 5 minutes later so please forgive my slight indulgence in posting it (it felt like I was meant to). For Norah Isobel Ward, may you always be safe.
ABUJA, NIGERIA - JULY 11: Recording artist Shawn "Jayz" Carter and Rihanna perform at the 3rd Thisday Africa Rising Festival at the Thisday Dome on July 11, 2008 in Abuja, Nigeria. (Photo by Bennett Raglin/WireImage) *** Local Caption *** Rihanna
May 21, 1846: Birth of Duluth pioneer and historian Walter Van Brunt
On this day in 1846, future Duluthian Walter Van Brunt was born in Beloit, Wisconsin. He first moved to Duluth in 1869. He acted as Duluth’s first city clerk and an agent for two steamship lines, Leopold and Austrian’s line from Chicago and Beatty’s Canadian line from Sarnia, Ontario. IN 1870 he became Duluth’s first city clerk, and three years later tried to save a local townsite from floating away. In the early 1880s he helped incorporate Duluth’s Board of Trade and founded the Duluth Telephone Exchange Company. A biographer described Van Brunt as “a man of the genuine type, democratic in thought and action, unostentatious and frank in expression-one who speaks as he thinks, without desire to offend or to excuse, and with a kindly interest in his fellows, poor as well as rich.” He would become the secretary of the Old Settler’s Association and was dedicated to “searching for and preserving” the history of St. Louis County. Van Brunt edited Duluth and St. Louis County, Minnesota: Their Story & People, published by Chicago’s American Historical Society in 1922.
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2011-11-17 7108-P1T2 Sunset on Thisday night and Holland State Park
Must view on black for better details and view of the lighthouse
February 14, 1909: Dedication of Glen Avon Presbyterian Church
On this day in Duluth in 1909, church officials dedicated the brand new Glen Avon Presbyterian Church at 2105 Woodland Avenue. Local Presbyterian clergyman helped Glen Avon’s Rev. J. C. Faries with the proceedings. Faries gave the sermon, Rev. M. S. Rise the invocation, Rev. J. S. Kirtley the response, and Rev. Campbell Coyle the dedication prayer. The original Glen Avon Presbyterian, a Gothic-style church, was built by A. R. McFarlane in 1893 across the street from the new church. It was part of the new and heavily Presbyterian (and Scottish) development of Hunters Park, and many of its new residents didn’t like the commute downtown to First Presbyterian Church once they moved to the “streetcar suburb” of Hunters Park. A farewell service was held at the old church earlier the same day as the dedication, and soon thereafter the building was moved to Gilbert, Minnesota, to serve as that community’s Presbyterian Church—after two Tiffany windows were removed and installed in the new building (the original church’s bell was also moved to the new church). According to Hunters Park historian Heidi Bakk-Hansen, the 1909 church, was faced with bluestone quarried from nearby Hunter’s Hill, then described as “blue trap stone with trimmings of [Lake Superior] brown stone and…plate glass windows and chandeliers of the latest kind.” Its stained-glass windows were designed by Duluth’s Ann Weston, who worked for Tiffany. Newspapers mentioned the building’s auditorium could hold 350 people, and 200 more could fit in the Sunday School room, which led to six class rooms and a library. The church, designed by German & Lignell and built by contractor William Berg, cost $46,000 and was financed with a $12,000 mortgage. According to the church’s website, “the mortgage on the church was burned at the congregational meeting in 1923.” Learn more about Hunters Park here.
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December 14, 1856: Birth of Hibbing namesake Frank Hibbing
On this day in 1856, the namesake of Hibbing, Minnesota—Frank Hibbing—was born in Kirchboitzen, Hanover, Germany. When he was 18 Hibbing immigrated to the U.S., settling first at Beaver Dam, Wisconsin. He worked for a time on a farm and then in a shingle mill, where an accident with a saw took three fingers from his right hand, leaving on the thumb and little finger. He found work as a timber cruiser and established the town of Bessemer, Michigan, and along the way learned a lot about iron prospecting. Hibbing moved to Duluth in 1887 and spent a year exploring the Vermillion Range before moving on to the eastern Mesabi Range, where he discovered an ore deposit. In 1892, he and business partners purchased land that became the site for the Lake Superior Group of iron mines. In July, 1893, the town site of Hibbing was platted, and for the rest of his life Frank Hibbing would invest in the community that bore his name, financing its first sawmill, water plant, electric light plant, hotel, and bank. Upon Hibbing’s death on July 30, 1897, a Duluth newspaper wrote: “The news of the death of no man in Duluth would be received with greater sorrow than that of Frank Hibbing. His friends are found in every walk of life. His hand has always been ready to extend assistance to others in their distress and the worthy person never asked his aid in vain. The poor who have received coal and provisions from him when cold and hunger were knocking at their doors are without number, and they have reason to appreciate fully the sincerity of his charity, for he gave without ostentation, satisfied with having done a good deed without advertising his virtue to the world.”
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February 27, 1914: Captain Sellwood laid to rest
On this day in Duluth in 1914, Captain Joseph Sellwood was laid to rest in a family mausoleum in Forest Hill Cemetery. Sellwood was born in Cornwall, England, December 5, 1846, and went to work in the nearby copper and tin mines when he was 13 years old. He moved to the U.S. when he was 19, finding work in an iron mine in New Jersey before striking out for Michigan’s Upper Peninsula copper country, finding work in the Ogema mine. In 1870 he switched to iron mining with the New York Mining company in Michigan and began taking on contracts for ore extraction on the Gogebic Range. He left Michigan for Duluth in 1888, opening mines on the Vermilion Range near Ely. Ten years later he was in charge of every mine owned by the American Steel and Wire Company, but when the creation of U. S. Steel was announced, he decided to strike out on his own, investing in developing mines. Over the course of his career, the “most able man in the Lake Superior district, if not in the United States,” owned interest in 12 mines and a steamship company; was president of Duluth’s City National Bank, the Bank of Ely, and the Bank of Two Harbors; and presided over the Cass Mining Company and the Bradford Mining Company, the Duluth & Iron Range Railway, and his son-in-law’s Liethead Drug Company. In Duluth he built the Sellwood Building in downtown Duluth and three homes at the intersection of Eighteenth Avenue East and Superior Street, one for himself and his wife, the others for his daughters and their husbands.
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March 17, 1886: Namesake of Superior’s Barker’s Island first visits the Head of the Lakes
On this day in 1886, according to the Inland Ocean News Captain Charles S. Barker first visited the Head of the Lakes to explore business interests in Duluth and Superior. Superior historian Judith Liebaert explains that the thirty-seven-year-old travelled to Superior “at the behest of a group of business leaders in the community, including officials of the Northern Pacific Railroad.” Barker’s’s father had improved and enlarged the Erie Canal, and in Syperior Charles Barker would do the same for the Duluth and Superior Harbor. While newspapers described him as “a humble and hardworking man, more concerned with getting the job done than with any notoriety,” he soon found plenty of it. He and his crew were repeatedly charged with illegally dumping dredged material, and from 1892 to 1893 found himself in dispute with the City of Superior over collection of over $95,000. Legend has it that Barker was so upset with the city he began intentionally dumping dredged material in front of Fairlawn, the home of then-Superior mayor Martin Pattison, and spoil the view from the house as a gesture of his ill-will. That Island, of course, is known today as Barker’s Island. Read more about Captain Barker, and much more about Barker’s Island, here.
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October 28: 1905: Washburn Elementary School dedicated in Hunters Park
On this day in Duluth in 1905, officials dedicated Washburn Elementary School at 201 West St. Andrews Street in Hunter’s Park. The school, designed by Duluth architects Frederick German and Anton Lignell, was named for prominent Duluth Jed Washburn, a resident of Hunters Park. Other official were also lived in the neighborhood, including community founder Ronald M. Hunter, superintendent of schools Robert E. Denfeld, Glen Avon Presbyterian Church pastor Reverend J. C. Faries, and W. E. Culkin, an attorney who in 1922 would help create the St. Louis County Historical Society (he was also the father of novelist Margaret Culkin Banning). Most of the event was spent praising the building’s namesake, attorney Jed L. Washburn. Washburn was then a member of Duluth’s Board of Education. According to the Duluth News Tribune, Washburn had donated the building’s site, provided the school with equipment for its manual training department, and spent a great deal of time overseeing the building’s construction. Culkin gave a grand speech about the building and education in general, then lavished praise on the structure’s namesake, stating that the new “temple of popular learning will long stand as a fitting monument to his devotion and foresight.” Washburn Elementary closed as a Duluth public school in 1993. Today the building is home to Duluth Bible Church. Both Washburn and his wife Alma were important figures in the history of education in Minnesota, and Washburn Hall on the original Duluth Normal School campus was also named for him. Read more about him here.
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June 7, 1923
On this day in Duluth in 1923, the architectural firm of Holstead & Sullivan unveiled revised plans for a new St. Louis County Jail. Despite nearly $100,000 worth of cost cuts in the new plans, taxpayers ended up paying $465,235 for the jail—worth over $7 million today. The building now sits empty, patiently awaiting renovation. Read the entire history of the 1923 St. Louis County Jail here.
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February 14, 1909: Dedication of Glen Avon Presbyterian Church
On this day in Duluth in 1909, church officials dedicated the brand new Glen Avon Presbyterian Church at 2105 Woodland Avenue. Local Presbyterian clergyman helped Glen Avon’s Rev. J. C. Faries with the proceedings. Faries gave the sermon, Rev. M. S. Rise the invocation, Rev. J. S. Kirtley the response, and Rev. Campbell Coyle the dedication prayer. The original Glen Avon Presbyterian, a Gothic-style church, was built by A. R. McFarlane in 1893 across the street from the new church. It was part of the new and heavily Presbyterian (and Scottish) development of Hunters Park, and many of its new residents didn’t like the commute downtown to First Presbyterian Church once they moved to the “streetcar suburb” of Hunters Park. A farewell service was held at the old church earlier the same day as the dedication, and soon thereafter the building was moved to Gilbert, Minnesota, to serve as that community’s Presbyterian Church—after two Tiffany windows were removed and installed in the new building (the original church’s bell was also moved to the new church). According to Hunters Park historian Heidi Bakk-Hansen, the 1909 church, was faced with bluestone quarried from nearby Hunter’s Hill, then described as “blue trap stone with trimmings of [Lake Superior] brown stone and…plate glass windows and chandeliers of the latest kind.” Its stained-glass windows were designed by Duluth’s Ann Weston, who worked for Tiffany. Newspapers mentioned the building’s auditorium could hold 350 people, and 200 more could fit in the Sunday School room, which led to six class rooms and a library. The church, designed by German & Lignell and built by contractor William Berg, cost $46,000 and was financed with a $12,000 mortgage. According to the church’s website, “the mortgage on the church was burned at the congregational meeting in 1923.” Learn more about Hunters Park here.
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February 14, 1909: Dedication of Glen Avon Presbyterian Church
On this day in Duluth in 1909, church officials dedicated the brand new Glen Avon Presbyterian Church at 2105 Woodland Avenue. Local Presbyterian clergyman helped Glen Avon’s Rev. J. C. Faries with the proceedings. Faries gave the sermon, Rev. M. S. Rise the invocation, Rev. J. S. Kirtley the response, and Rev. Campbell Coyle the dedication prayer. The original Glen Avon Presbyterian, a Gothic-style church, was built by A. R. McFarlane in 1893 across the street from the new church. It was part of the new and heavily Presbyterian (and Scottish) development of Hunters Park, and many of its new residents didn’t like the commute downtown to First Presbyterian Church once they moved to the “streetcar suburb” of Hunters Park. A farewell service was held at the old church earlier the same day as the dedication, and soon thereafter the building was moved to Gilbert, Minnesota, to serve as that community’s Presbyterian Church—after two Tiffany windows were removed and installed in the new building (the original church’s bell was also moved to the new church). According to Hunters Park historian Heidi Bakk-Hansen, the 1909 church, was faced with bluestone quarried from nearby Hunter’s Hill, then described as “blue trap stone with trimmings of [Lake Superior] brown stone and…plate glass windows and chandeliers of the latest kind.” Its stained-glass windows were designed by Duluth’s Ann Weston, who worked for Tiffany. Newspapers mentioned the building’s auditorium could hold 350 people, and 200 more could fit in the Sunday School room, which led to six class rooms and a library. The church, designed by German & Lignell and built by contractor William Berg, cost $46,000 and was financed with a $12,000 mortgage. According to the church’s website, “the mortgage on the church was burned at the congregational meeting in 1923.” Learn more about Hunters Park here.
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Tried to capture some waterdrops and really liked this "nearly" waterdrop. Did you ever shoot waterdrops? - Pretty difficult ;)
[The Max Defense; Seaside Dike]
@Paonay Dike, Bayawan City, negros Oriental
The City of Bayawan is very like this sea wall. It stands upon a sea which is very narrow and which curves, and in which there rises and falls a most considerable tide, and which is bounded by slimy cemented sides.
Cyclists fly by, tourists stroll, joggers cruise the paths and all Seawall denizens look out onto the bay. The gaze to the sea is not fa cry from the one we glaze at the expanse heaven, The painted sun, the murmuring sea, the whispering wind and this incredibly intense feeling when you learn to appreciate the value of the earth - it's beauty.
I feel like plunging into the vast ocean feeling that touch of water where tears from the past up until now are blended and flavoured to new; instead of sweet and bitter, we got this salty taste. to remind us that life isn't just about bitterness and sweetness but beyond these, if we only just clear our eyes, is another taste of life - which is I am still about to discover.
#photography #pictureperfect #seawall #seaside #boulevard #oceansights #beach #ashore #nature #beauty #life #thismoment #deepthoughts #sunset #sideview #ruralareas #silenttime #thisday
At around 10:50 p.m. (EST) on 8 December 1980, as Lennon and Ono returned to their New York apartment in the Dakota, Mark David Chapman shot Lennon in the back four times in the archway of the building. Lennon was taken to the emergency room of nearby Roosevelt Hospital and was pronounced dead on arrival at 11:00 p.m. (EST).
John Lennon vinyl records from my collection...
Photography became a particular way to exchange specific informations.
It is of course a cultural exercise _ we are not exactly born with a x-megabit poly-ccd sensor in the eye and a card slot behind the right ear _ yet, ;-) _ never the less, this technological art is supported by, and supports, our natural tendency to communicate with outside _ outside our head _ by sharing our perceptions and judgements.
Photography is a language among others, in which the point of vue is expressed in the same time than the subject :
"let me share my vision with you". Says the photographer.
...
But how would you define the relationship with the model ?
What is the model saying ?
What are we saying to the model ?
Has someone taken your faith?it’s real the Pain you feel.the Life.the Love.you Die to Heal.the Hope that starts.the broken Hearts.you Trust.you Must confess.is Someone getting the Best of You?
[black.thisday]
Can't Drive 55
Large on Black (This one turned out a bit darker than I thought it would... if you view large it is a little more detailed)
On This Day in History, January 2nd 1974, US President Richard Nixon signed into US law a national speed limit of 55mph.
Happy New Year
First off; this picture isn't quite what I had in mind when I took it but I am posting it as it is my first photo for the year :) No where to go but up from here haha.
In addition this is my first posted photo using Lightroom. One of my New Years Resolutions is to learn how to use Lightroom. I am a long time Aperture user and Lightroom is quite foreign to me. Though nearly everyone I know on flickr (at least the ones who mention this sort of thing) uses it. I am hoping to get the hang of it soon but I am going to try to 'force' myself to stay out of Aperture until I get to know Lightroom well enough to decide which I like better.
Finally this is my first real post for my new project (This Day In History/Holiday) for 2010. Obviously this one is representing New Years Day. If you would like to play along with this project feel free to join the group as well.
Bean Day
It seems, as obscure as it is, Bean Day is not without it's controversy. Some say Bean Day is not until April, Some claim it to be January 6th. But at least one source has it squarely on the 5th. So as I move down the road with my This Day in History/Calendar Event project it seemed appropriate to bring to your attention the celebration of Bean Day. Now Go eat your vegtables! :P
The KOM League
Flash Report
for
September 4, 2020
Yet another Flash Report has been churned out and to access it go to: www.flickr.com/photos/60428361@N07/50304716103/
Most of what is contained concerns former players who are now deceased. However to write about a league that shutdown after the 1952 season there isn’t much else about which to write.
This report deals with some great men and the families from which they came. It is my opinion that learning about the “Banana Girl” from the 1940’s and a soldier killed at Pearl Harbor, who just recently had his remains returned to his hometown for internment, makes this report worth a glance or two. The interesting thing is the connection his family had with the legendary amateur of the Baxter Springs Whiz Kids who was a former KOM leaguer and future Hall of Famer.
At the conclusion of the previous report the mention of the death of Howard Hunt was made. This report commences with that subject.
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Hunt, Jr., Howard J.—1950-51 Iola Indians
In North Haven, August 21, 2020 Howard J. Hunt, Jr. 89, of New Haven. Husband of the late Hazel Hunt. Loving father of Gail Harvey of New Haven, Patricia Hunt (Abdullah) of West Haven and Stephen Hunt (Marygrace) of Hamden. Also survived by his cherished granddaughter Kimberly Rowland (Sean), and 2 great-grandchildren Makenzie and Matthew Rowland. Howard was born in Brooklyn, NY December 21, 1930 son of the late Howard J. and Loretta Hunt, Sr. Prior to his retirement he worked for the City of New Haven. Mr. Hunt was a friend of Bill W. for 68 years. Howard was a left handed pitcher in the KOM minor leagues in 1950-1951 and was invited to join the Brooklyn Dodger organization. Graveside services will be held Tuesday at 10 a.m. in All Saints Cemetery. Please meet at the cemetery office at 9:45 a.m. Masks will be required by all that attend. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the Matt Talbot Retreat Group 28, 161 James St., Morristown, NJ 07960. Sisk Brothers Funeral Home, 3105 Whitney Ave., Hamden in care of arrangements. To leave an online condolence, please visit www.siskbrothers.com
Ed comments:
It is always a bit of a letdown to find an obituary of someone who had a long and storied life and find very little about it in a published newspaper account.
However, I knew the deceased and he shared many stories. He also had some great friends with the Iola ball clubs in 1950 and 1951 who remember what he brought to the clubhouse and playing field.
It would be a great treat to have been able to capture on video all the special speeches he made at the KOM league reunions. He had been a public speaker for many years traveling across this country to share his story about a battle with John Barleycorn. That problem was much in evidence at Iola when he established the “Falcon club.”
Most likely the Falcon’s had similar brethren in other leagues but the goal was the same. After most every game the players would be given a cup of beer, whether they won or lost. Most of the time Iola lost, in 1950. That year they won just 35 games in 120 contests. With the beer in hand each player had to drink the entire amount without laughing or grinning as every conceivable thing was done to make sure the beer wasn’t consumed before they cracked up. When the smile or laughter came the cup was refilled and the process started once more. By the time that ordeal concluded or the beer ran out any thought of the game just played was forgotten.
As mentioned, Hunt was a great speaker, who was as quick witted as Don Rickles and he presented his material like the street tough boy from Brooklyn he was. At the age of 13 he decided that he wanted to go to Florida. He was a small lad who couldn’t see over the windshield and reach the foot pedals at the same time. But, not to be deterred he found a car and headed south. He got as far as South Carolina before being stopped and sent back home. He recalled that he didn’t receive much punishment for his escapade except not making his parents proud of him.
One day while researching names of former KOM leaguer players, Hunt was located in New Haven. He was thrilled to know that someone remembered him. He related how he used to fly over Kansas on his cross country speaking ventures and wonder how “The good folks in Iola were doing.” The first person about who he inquired was Warren Liston. Liston was his catcher in 1950 at Iola and then for a time in 1951 at Enid, Oklahoma in the Western Association.
When asking about his best friend, Liston, who he hadn’t seen in nearly 50 years he was informed that he could renew the friendship by attending a KOM league reunion. Hunt showed up for his first reunion and instead of returning to New Haven, immediately, he and his wife Hazel went to spend a week with Liston and his wife Delores. That practice was repeated for almost 10 years following each reunion.
In the intervening years Hazel died and then Delores. That left Warren and Howard as lonesome bachelors. Then, as suddenly their friendship had rekindled after nearly 50 years of not being in touch, the connection was again severed. A couple of years ago Liston called to ask if there was any news from Hunt and I admitted that despite efforts to speak with him it was unsuccessful. Liston had followed the same path to attempt to contact his old teammate but to no avail. So, now only those remaining from those Iola clubs who remember Hunt are scarce.
Ralph Tielsch contacted
Ralph Tielsch was on the Iola rosters in 1950-51 and was a big right-hander from the Pittsburgh, Pa. area. It was decided to place a call to him and talk a little bit about Hunt.
When placing the call the caller I. D. at Tielsch’s home indicated a John Hall was on the line. Although a considerable amount of time was spent with him and his wife Pat, in Cooperstown, NY in 2002 I was now persona non grata. He quickly recovered and said earlier that day he went to a drive-in for breakfast and ordered coffee and a sandwich. Upon arriving home he discovered he had left without the coffee.
So, we were off on a one hour journey into the past. When he asked if I played in the KOM league it was necessary to inform him my only job had been batboy. He exclaimed “Carthage, my God, that was so long ago.
When asked if he remembered Howie Hunt he replied “I have a picture of me and him at Iola. How old is he now?” That is when he was informed Hunt just ceased having birthdays. The next question was “How is Warren Liston doing.” When informed Liston was still living in the Kansas City area he replied “He had a funny sense of humor.”
The banana girl
From that point the conversation turned to Tielsch’s family. His sister, Lucille, made national news from 1940 through 1949. She was diagnosed with a rare disease at age two and lived basically on one item—bananas. Newspaper accounts referred to her as “The Banana Girl.” Tielsch recalls that there would be cases of bananas stacked at their home donated by a welfare organization or private citizens. It was reported that during the war if the merchant ships couldn’t get through the German submarine patrols it was touch and go as to whether Lucille would live. Banana consumption was a regular topic in major publications and it was said the girl ate as many as ten pounds of that fruit each day by the time she was two years old. The Pittsburgh Gazette reported that she had consumed 30.000 pounds of them by the time she was twelve years old.
Tielsch recalls that the family not blessed with a lot of money but he was the oldest of 16 children in the family. He, being the oldest, was expected to help in caring for his nine brothers and six sisters. He attended school in Wilkinsburg, Pa. Coming home from classes at the age of 12 he heard a baby cry and he uttered “Oh hell, another one.” Ralph was the only child born in a hospital.
There are many stories about “The Banana Girl” and this link will take you there. Some of the citations may require an Ancestry. com subscription while others won’t. Give it a shot if you wish to know about the Tielsch family, especially Lucille. www.google.com/search?q=Lucille+Tielsch+the+Banana+girl
Tielsch the Pirate signee
Being the oldest child in the family he recalled there was a push to get him out of the house as soon as possible. At the age of 16 he was a top pitcher in Pennsylvania’s triple A high school classification. He had tossed a no-hitter during those years and he had caught the attention of the Pittsburgh Pirates. He was signed by them in late 1949 and he said the next thing he knew he was in Greenville, Alabama to start the 1950 season.
Looking back Tielsch lamented he didn’t have the direction young pitchers receive today. His best pitch was a hard overhand curveball and he throw it incessantly and shortly hurt his elbow. By the time he got to Iola, later in 1950, his arm was gone.
While speaking on the telephone Tielsch said I am own trying to put my right hand on my shoulder and it fails to reach that point by 12 inches. He said he was trying it with his left arm and it worked perfectly.
This citation will take you to the account of Tielsch’s signing with Pittsburgh. www.newspapers.com/clip/21434635/pgh-pr-1949-43-p43/
Tielsch the basketball referee
By this point the conversation had being in session for a half hour. Tielsch asked if he could tell about his basketball refereeing career. Of course, the answer was in the affirmative. He had some great story about his service in the West Pennsylvania Basketball Association. He said when a person met the requirements of that high school group they were also qualified to referee college games. For those readers in the Pittsburgh area he related an amusing tale about a call he made on a last second shot in a game between New Castle and Farrell who were bitter rivals. It is a great tale of how he was kicked and pummeled by a fan of the losing team. The fellow doing the pummeling faced the possibility of never being able to attend another high school game. He entered the locker room and begged forgiveness and it was granted by Tielsch.
Tielsch and teammate (Bob Schwarz) leave Iola
At this juncture in our conversation Tielsch and Yours truly had taken up about as much time as Donald Trump does at a campaign rally. Tielsch then asked if Bob Schwarz was still living. Of course, he is and is probably reading this story, right along with two or three others.
Not loaded with money the pitcher and his first baseman left Iola headed for Pennsylvania and Massachusetts relying on their right thumbs to get them to their destinations. The hitchhiking pair made it as far as Chicago where Tielsch spotted a 14-year old Hudson Terraplane. www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDkZLR187VQ
Although it had some age on it the price being right at $99.00. He purchased it. As he was driving off the lot the owner yelled at him that he couldn’t drive without a license tag. Tielsch ignored the warning and headed east. He had Schwarz keep an eye out for highway patrol cars. Before many miles had transpired a trooper headed west spotted the unlicensed car and made a U-turn and shortly the officer of the law was listening to a couple of minor leaguers explain they were headed home and they had some bats and gloves in the car to prove it. The young officer let them go with a warning but advised they never get on the highway again in an unlicensed vehicle. Somehow they made it to the Pittsburgh area where Schwarz remained for a few days
Remember that it was mentioned earlier Tielsch had six sisters, including the “Banana Girl?” Tielsch claims that his teammate sort of took a liking to one of his sisters during his brief stay at his house. That part of the story will have to be verified with Schwarz after he reads this account.
In concluding the brief story of his life Tielsch spoke about his working years with the Pittsburgh and Lake Erie Railroad and how his affiliation with the president of that entity gained him access to all the big name stars of football and baseball in that city. When Tielsch thought his concluding statement about how fortunate he has been to live 89 years and had no complaints except for the normal aches and pains of aging, he was asked two more questions. The first being, did his sister, Lucille, the Banana Girl, ever get over her childhood malady. He confirmed that she did and was a very bright lady who lived to be 66 years of age. She had a different slant on issues and could debate and hold her own on any subject.
Keeping the best to last the question was asked if he remembered the Falcons. The immediate reply was “Yeah!” “I was a non-drinker but I learned to sip a beer.”
At this juncture it was time for Tielsch to eat lunch. Although this article only briefly touches upon our conversation it gives an insight into the life of one former KOM leaguer. For those of you wanting to know more you can find Tielsch in Marysville, Penn. just a 20 minute drive from Pittsburgh in a Hudson Terraplane.
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William George Wigle—Iola Indians 1952
Over two decades ago a telephone call was received from a party inquiring if my research had ever come across a left-handed pitcher by the name of William George Wigle from Amherstburg, Ontario, Canada.
Of course anyone who knew much about the KOM leaguer would recognize the name of the fellow who was the only portsider to win 20 games in the regular season. The caller related the story that Wigle had died on Christmas Eve in the early 1980’s by his own hand. According to the story shared with me that day, Mr. Wigle was despondent over the health of his wife.
In the intervening years the passing of Mr. Wigle has been looked into, from time to time, without much of anything new transpiring. Unfortunately, not a lot of Canadian ancestral information is available on the regular Ancestry.com subscription.
However, in recent days some U. S. Border Crossing documents were found and a William George Wigle, from Amherstburg, Ontario crossed the border, starting on April 4, 1946, to play baseball in the United States for the Jamestown, New York Falcons. He repeated that trip each year through the 1952 season. Something Wigle did was shave a year off his age when completing his border crossing documents. He, like his American counterparts, claimed to be younger in order to get a better shot at a professional baseball career.
From the foregoing information an obituary citation was found in the Windsor, Ontario Star newspaper for January 18, 1984. Unable to pull up that clipping, contact was made with baseball necrologist, Jack Morris who forwarded a copy. In reviewing the document it was obvious that it pertained to the same man who concluded his professional career at the age of 31 in the KOM League.
What was discovered in the obituary is that his wife predeceased him by two years. Thus, instead of being despondent about his wife’s health he may not have been able to cope with her death. The place of his passing was listed as the Dieu Hotel on January 16th. That, however, might be bit misleading as was discovered when researching the subject. "In French-speaking countries, a hôtel-Dieu (English: hostel of God) was originally a hospital for the poor and needy, run by the Catholic Church.” Thus, Wigle may have been in failing health when he made a decision to terminate it.
In a professional career that spanned seven seasons, in A-B and D classifications, his best year was his final one and the second best was his first, in 1946. The only major league affiliation he had was being signed initially by the nearby Detroit Tigers and pitching in their organization from 1946-48. In his career he had a winning percentage which isn’t all that common among journeymen minor leaguers. He was 64-58 over that time frame.
Not a whole lot more is known about the winningest lefthander in KOM league history. His last listed job was his ownership of the 4 Seasons Bowl, in Windsor. By 1987 there were 30 members of the Wigle family residing at the Rosehill Cemetery in Malden Township—Amherstburg, Ontario.
Now, for the overkill. If anyone would care to know how the Weigele family became Wigle the following citation will provide more information about that family than only a few people would ever want to know. core.ac.uk/download/pdf/80560365.pdf If any reader opens this and peruses just one page of the content, let me know. In all this research it appears William Wigle was married twice.
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Nolan Wayne Baker—Carthage Cubs 1951—Iola Indians 1952
In doing the fairly frequent checks of former KOM leaguers on the database a name was found who had departed this realm in January of 2019. The following information is all that could be found regarding Baker’s passing. www.deerparkfuneraldirectors.com/obituary/nolan-baker
For those readers who have an aversion to clicking on an URL here is what it says. “Nolan Wayne Baker of Deer Park, Texas March 9, 1933 - January 16, 2019 Arrangements Provided By Deer Park Funeral Director.”
After reading that terse statement an e-mail was sent to the surviving members of the 1951 Carthage Cubs who are on the distribution list. Two members of that small group responded namely Don Biebel and Walt Babcock. Biebel didn’t recall much about him and Babcock thought he had already heard of Baker’s passing some time ago. It is quite possible Babcock knew about it last year.
It is obvious that if a member of the 1951 Carthage Cubs wanted longevity having a last name that began with “B” was a blessing. Of the ten members of that club still with us four of them have the second letter of the alphabet leading off their last name. Namely; Walt Babcock, Don Biebel, Fred Bade and Leon Bourdet. Bourdet joined the Carthage club in August after Duane Zimmer was sent to Spindale, North Carolina.
What a way to segue into a story with ties to current events. The death of Hall of Famer pitcher, Tom Seaver was announced September 2. nsjonline.com/article/2020/09/hall-of-fame-pitcher-tom-se...
Back in 1975 this article appeared in Sports Illustrated. “Len Bourdet, 49, baseball coach at Fresno (Calif.) City College for 17 years, registered his 400th win with a 3-2 defeat of College of the Sequoias. Bourdet has coached his team to four state championships and 10 conference titles and has a .704 winning percentage.”
Tom Seaver pitched for Fresno City College during the time frame Bourdet was posting a .704 winning percentage. In a conversation many years ago, with Bourdet, he said that he had absolutely nothing to do with Seaver being a great pitcher. However, he truly enjoyed having him on the team.
Wayne Baker provided this old guy with one of the scariest moments of his young life. He had signed with the Topeka, Kansas Owls and was assigned to Carthage on May 17, 1951. In his first game he hit a long drive to left field and from my vantage point the ball appeared to clear the wall. However, as I was soon to learn the ball hit the wall and then all “hello” broke loose. Carthage had a runner on second base, I think it was Tom Kordas. While I was casually picking up the bat and waiting for Baker to round third and head home for the obligatory handshake the ground began to rumble. Coming direct at me was the Ponca City Dodger third baseman, Morris Mack on one side of the baseline and Tom Kordas on the other. Mack was yelling “Get out of the way kid” while Kordas was intent on crossing home plate before the catcher, Jack Wolfe could tag him.
To this day I don’t know if Kordas was safe or out nor do I know how I kept from being the first batboy, to my knowledge, to be killed in a game. I do think that was one killed later at the National Baseball Congress tournament in Wichita.
Baker stayed with the Cub organization when it transferred the franchise from Carthage to Blackwell, Oklahoma. Shortly after that he moved on to Iola, Kansas and caught many a game that Bill Wigle, featured earlier in this report, pitched for that club.
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More about Heavin
www.koamnewsnow.com/baxter-springs-wwii-veteran-is-accoun...
On pages 96-99 in the book “Mickey Mantle Before the Glory” is a good description of a family by the name of Heavin who moved from Edgar Springs, Missouri to Baxter Springs, Kansas during the boom era of lead and zinc mining. To understand what that family meant to the Baxter Springs Whiz Kids the pages in that still available book depict it fairly well.
When writing that book all the living members of the Heavin family was visited. Each had a story to tell of how their paths crossed with a young man from Commerce, Oklahoma. The kid from Commerce was enthralled by the strange pitch each of his two teammate brothers could throw. Charles “Frog” and Rex Heavin had mastered the knuckleball and Mickey Mantle convinced them to teach him how to do it and from that day forward he threw it as long as his baseball career lasted. He even threw it from his shortstop position to his first basemen at Independence and Joplin which promoted Cromer Smotherman, of the 1950 Joplin Miners, to yell at him after one such incident “Kid, throw the ball right, I’m a married man.” All the fans at Miner’s Park could hear Smotherman’s plaintive plea.
Before the readership believes this article is going to be about Mickey Mantle be assured it isn’t..
When speaking with the Heavin brothers; Freddie, Charles and Rex they all had great memories of older brother Hadley. Rex confided that the only tangible thing he had of Hadley’s was his purple heart. That went along with the broken hearts of all the family members. In speaking with Freddie he stated that his parents never got over the hurt of losing their son at Pearl Harbor.
Over the years since first starting to write about the Baxter Springs Whiz Kids it has always been the same story that Hadley Heavin’s remains were never identified. However, in going through some fairly recent reports it is possible to share the final chapter of what finally transpired..
Baxter Springs veteran from WWII is accounted for, will be buried in his hometown
BAXTER SPRINGS, Kan. – The remains of a Baxter Springs resident killed during World War II are identified and will be buried in his hometown. Navy Fireman 1st Class Hadley I. Heavin, 23, was assigned to the battleship USS West Virginia in 1941 when it was attacked by Japanese aircraft.
Defense POW/MIA Accounting Agency:
WASHINGTON – The Defense POW/MIA Accounting Agency (DPAA) announced today that Navy Fireman 1st Class Hadley I. Heavin, 23, of Baxter Springs, Kansas, killed during World War II, was accounted for on Sept. 17, 2019.
On Dec. 7, 1941, Heavin was assigned to the battleship USS West Virginia, which was moored at Ford Island, Pearl Harbor, when the ship was attacked by Japanese aircraft. The USS West Virginia sustained multiple torpedo hits, but timely counter-flooding measures taken by the crew prevented it from capsizing, and it came to rest on the shallow harbor floor. The attack on the ship resulted in the deaths of 106 crewmen, including Heavin.
During efforts to salvage the USS West Virginia, Navy personnel recovered the remains of the deceased crewmen, representing at least 66 individuals. Those who could not be identified, including Heavin, were interred as unknowns at the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific, known as the Punchbowl, in Honolulu.
From June through October 2017, DPAA, in cooperation with cemetery officials, disinterred 35 caskets, reported to be associated with the USS West Virginia from the Punchbowl and transferred the remains to the DPAA laboratory.
To identify Heavin’s remains, scientists from DPAA used dental and anthropological analysis, as well as circumstantial and material evidence. Additionally, scientists from the Armed Forces Medical Examiner System used mitochondrial DNA (mtDNA), Y-chromosome DNA (Y-STR) and autosomal DNA (auSTR) analysis.
Heavin’s name is recorded on the Walls of the Missing at the Punchbowl, along with the others who are missing from WWII. A rosette will be placed next to his name to indicate he has been accounted for.
DPAA is grateful to the Department of Veterans Affairs and the Department of the Navy for their partnership in this mission.
For family and funeral information, call the Navy Casualty office at (800) 443-9298.
Heavin will be buried May 23, 2020, in his hometown.
For additional information on the Defense Department’s mission to account for Americans who went missing while serving our country, visit the DPAA website at www.dpaa.mil, find us on social media at www.facebook.com/dodpaa or call (703) 699-1420/1169.
Heavin’s personnel profile can be viewed at dpaa.secure.force.com/dpaaProfile?id=a0Jt00000004mnkEAA
If anyone would like to see what was written about the Heavin brothers in the book cited in the first paragraph of this article such an arrangement can be worked out. There are plenty of copies right down here in the basement where this report is being prepared. The book is thus a “Million Cellar.” There are a million of them in that location.
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Sharing with the family of Boyd Bartley
In recent days a packet of photos and other items was re-discovered in a space where my feet are placed to pound out these reports. One such item was a Christmas card Boyd Bartley had shared with Bernie Gerl. On the card was a message Boyd sent to Gerl telling him that he remembered playing baseball with him during WW II in the Philippines.
Not much thought was given to the item except it was mentioned to Boyd’s daughter, Judith. She asked if I could share a copy with her. It was sent and the response was overwhelming as she shared it with her brothers Dan and Boyd Jr. and they in turn shared it with their wives and children. They were all appreciative of seeing something the former Dodger player, manager and scout had penned back in 1990.
It might seem as to be a bit self-serving to share all the remarks made by the family. However, they were appreciative of what was shared. It is always nice to share something with the family of a former KOM leaguer and to know families always enjoy seeing glimpses of their loved one.
One of the goals of the Flash Reports is to remind people of the contributions their loved one made to the KOM league and to keep their memories alive. As the curtain goes down and the former members of the league depart the stage about all that remains are the recollections of the “good old days.”
Bernie Gerl was a member of the Duluth, Minnesota Dukes who were involved in a tragic bus/truck accident in 1948. This link provides the story of what occurred. zenithcity.com/thisday/july-24-1948-five-duluth-dukes-bas...
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Now, its quitting time
Hopefully, someone made it through the entire report. To the person who did so my condolences and thanks go out to you. For those who perused and pitched the report into the garbage can you are to be commended for your perspicacity. It will take, however, a couple of readers to send a comment in order for this old guy to dust off the keyboard and try to write another report in a week or two. Comments can be positive or negative. This is a test to see if anyone is really on the receiving end of these missives.
Day 310 of 365 - Honest Abe
Large on Black (much more detail)
In addition to today's photo being day 310 in my photo a day project for 2009 it is also representative of a new project I intend to start in 2010.
The project will basically be to try to document, celebrate or otherwise note common and obscure dates in the calendar for 2010 or interesting days in history corresponding to that date. I intend to post most days but I don't intend to make it another photo a day project.
I have also started a flickr group, which anyone is free to join, to collect images from others who would like to participate in the project with me. You may participate with as much or as little as you like. Feel free to join the group even if you don't think you will add a lot of images to it; the more the merrier.
Today's event is commemorating the election of Abraham Lincoln to the Office of the President of the United States on this Day in 1860 (November 6, 1860)
This will probably be the only photo along these lines (other than major holiday's I would have done for my PAD anyway) until 2010. I am only doing it today to share my plans and invite you all to the group :D
(for those dying to know.. No I don't have three arms and this isn't quick focus Jeff.... There was a string..... wonder where it went :P)
Lighting.... hmmm i forgot the specifics.. 580exii lit the background vivitar 285hv lit my hand and the coin, both bare (should have diffused the vivitar)... triggered with cybersync.
Edit: I was remiss, I should have linked my blog post describing the project so here that is. Also I was inspired by Concrete Cowboy's photo on the 4th honoring National Stress Awareness day.
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10/9/2010 - Found this in use over on blog.juggle.com. My first usage since switching to a CC license :).
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Sri Sainath Stavan Manjri or "A Humble Tribute to Sri Sainath" was one of the compositions by Das Ganu Maharaj
Today million of devotees read Stavan Manjri. Das Ganu Maharaj started to write Stavan Manjri on the banks of Narmada माई near Maheshwar. It was completed on Monday 9th September 1918, which was Vinayaka Chaviti in 1918
It was composed 36 days before Baba's MahāSamādhi. On this day Das Ganu Maharaj dedicated Stavan Manjri to Sai Maharaj, who blessed him
After he completed writing the Stavan Manjri, he read that before Baba in which he wrote in phalasruti (results that come after reading the Stavan Manjri) whoever read this Stavan Manjri all their challenges would be [dis]solved
On hearing this Baba himself agreed by nodding His head saying, "Yes they will be blessed with those results"
Everyday at Sri Sai Samadhi Mandir, Stavan Manjri is chanted in a beautiful rhythm
Om SaiRam 🙏🌹
Related:
www.saibabaofindia.com/shri_dasganu_maharaj.htm
Video:
श्री साईनाथ स्तवन मंजिरी | Sri Sainath Stavan Manjri | Ravindra Sathe | Audio Song | Marathi Song