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Month: June, 2015

Mid-week musings: ““To be in hell is to drift; to be in heaven is to steer.”*

by chuckofish

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I am a big fan of the blog Apartment Therapy–every day they are a font of interesting information and nice pictures.  But really sometimes they feature the silliest lists and how-to’s! The latest: The Four Things Tidy People Do.

This is not rocket science, folks. To be tidy means “clean and organized : not messy”. Clear that counter! Empty the wastebasket! Pick your dirty clothes up off the floor and put them in the hamper! Do people really need to be told this?

Clearly they do.

This new book on the life-changing magic of tidying up is a huge best-seller. Even daughter #1 has read it and she is the coolest. As you know, I am all for de-cluttering my life. The thing is, you have to keep it up. That is the hard part, especially if you like lovely old, dusty things as much as I do.

But I am a great tidier. I tidy as I putter–which means “to busy or occupy oneself in a leisurely, casual, or ineffective manner.” I would argue that if you are tidying while you putter, you are not ineffective.

But then, maybe puttering is a generational thing. I doubt if young people nowadays know how to putter. I mean, how can you putter when you are constantly distracted from tidying by, for instance, your phone.

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So where was I going with this? To Channing Tatum? Well, this is how my mind works.

*George Bernard Shaw

“I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses”*

by chuckofish

Today is Cole Porter’s birthday.

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This makes me want to SING!

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
Don’t fence me in
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love
Don’t fence me in
Let me be by myself in the evenin’ breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Don’t fence me in
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise
I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences
Don’t fence me in
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies
Don’t fence me in
Let me ride through the wide country that I love
Don’t fence me in

Why this song comes to mind and not one of a dozen more sophisticated ones–well, that’s just moi I guess. Love those internal rhymes!

It also makes me want to roadtrip to Peru, Indiana!

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Seven Pillars natural rock formation in Miami County

Peru, you will recall, is where Porter was born and raised. It is the county seat of Miami County and is located on the Wabash River. Among its many claims to fame is the fact that Public Enemy John Dillinger robbed the Peru police department armory in 1933. And did you know that Peru was the winter headquarters for several famous circuses, including Ringling Brothers, Hagenbeck-Wallace, Buffalo Bill’s Wild West Show, and others?  That is why for years it was called “The Circus Capital of the World.”

But you know Cole Porter is definitely the most famous son of Peru. His maternal grandfather was James Omar “J. O.” Cole, “the richest man in Indiana,” and he had plans for his grandson. Young Cole was sent to Worcester Academy, funnily enough, and it is reported that he brought an upright piano with him. This helped him win friends; he was always the life of the party. Although he seldom returned to Peru after going off to school, he is buried there in the Cole/Porter family plot.

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Are these the strangest headstones ever?

So a toast to Cole Porter! And you can listen to old blue eyes while you do.

 

*Cole Porter, who else?

The small joys

by chuckofish

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“…Hilary enjoyed himself, just as he had enjoyed himself drinking the port. Increasingly, as he got older, he enjoyed things. As his personal humility deepened, so did his awareness of the amazing bounty of God…so many things…The mellow warmth of the port, the pleasure of the game, the sight of Lucilla’s lovely old face in the firelight, and David’s fine hands holding the cards, his awareness of Margaret’s endearing simplicity, and the contentment of the two old dogs dozing on the hearth…One by one the small joys fell. Only to Hilary no joy was small; each had its own mystery, aflame with the glory of God.”

Pilgrim’s Inn

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This weekend I finished re-reading Pilgrim’s Inn by Elizabeth Goudge, an old favorite written in 1948 about an English family after the war. It seems a bit dated now, but I found it quite satisfying and I recommend it. The fact that it and her other novels are still in print tells you something.

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The boy and daughter #3 came over for dinner on Sunday night after returning from a week in South Carolina and we heard all about their adventures.

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Summer has arrived here in flyover country–we topped 90 degrees on Sunday. But spring was long and lovely and the heat and humidity are inevitable. Why complain?

Here are some fun videos (and here) from the Total Lacrosse YouTube channel featuring the boy testing and touting Warrior equipment.

You going to the gun show?

You going to the gun show?

Have a great Monday!

Just Another Guy

by chuckofish

Since it’s June 6th and the 71 anniversary of D-day, I thought I would share a newly discovered family WWII story (unrelated to the Normandy landings, but interesting nonetheless).

Recently, I purchased (on Ebay no less!) a naval portrait of my father’s cousin, Guy Chamberlin Leavitt, the son of Charles Leavitt and Ethel Chamberlin, sister of our grandfather, Arthur Newell Chamberlin, Jr.  Born in Columbus Ohio on November 12, 1920, Guy grew up in California. Guy was obviously named after Ethel’s younger brother, Guy Russell Chamberlin, who was killed in France during WWI. Here are Guy Leavitt’s  high school photo and accomplishments.

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As a newly commissioned Ensign, he reported to the USS Nields, which served in the Atlantic and Mediterranean during WWII.

Guy leavittAccording to the biography on the back of my photo, he “participated in the occupation of Sicily and in 1944 the invasion of Southern France. During his tour of duty, he was promoted to Lieutenant and, while serving as Gunnery Officer was awarded the Commendation Ribbon and letter for services during the assault landings in Southern France in 1944.” Here’s a picture of the USS Nields, followed by Wikipedia’s description of its relevant WWII service in the Med.

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“Assigned to coastal escort and patrol duties on her arrival at Oran, on 2 May, Nields was soon drawn into a submarine chase lasting four days. On 14 May, 1944, U-666 was detected in the southwestern Mediterranean by British observation aircraft. Nields, temporarily with Destroyer Division 21, was one of the ships to answer the call. Soon afterward, Ellyson dropped the first depth charge pattern. On the morning of the 15th, oil slicks were spotted, but sound contact was lost. Another search plane sighted the submarine, now surfaced, ten miles away and running north toward southern France. The destroyers followed. At 1900 on the 16th, Nields, in a scouting line with Gleaves and Macomb, left the formation to investigate a negative sound contact. At 2157, all three destroyers made contact. Macomb illuminated the elusive quarry and opened fire. U-616 returned fire and started diving. At 2214, and again at 2231, Macomb attacked with depth charges. At 2335 and again at 2342, sound contacts were regained, but lost at 800 yards. U-616 was deep and maneuvering radically. At 2346, Nields set off an 11- charge pattern; and at 2350 began “creeping attacks”. At 0043 on 17 May, Gleaves, with Nields directing, fired an 18-charge pattern, with deep settings, which surrounded the U-boat. Contact was lost at 0044. Soon after 0100, the three destroyers, having been joined by Ellyson, Hambleton, Rodman and Eamons, commenced a box patrol, with Nields taking position third from the right end of the scouting line. At 0449, Hambleton reported a sound contact, and, at 0515, commenced firing depth charges. At 0525, she made a second attack. Finally, at 0608, U–616 surfaced and was taken under fire by the surrounding destroyers. Nields, unable to fire without endangering others in the destroyer group, watched the hunted U-boat sink at 0612 and then screened the vessels detailed to pick up the 51 survivors.

Up to the amphibious assault on southern France, Nields was employed on North African-Italian escort missions in support of Allied ground forces pushing north from Salerno, conducting patrol and escort duty off Anzio and Civitaveccia, Italy. On 15 August, in Operation Dragoodn she was off St. Raphael blocking e-boat entry into the transport area and providing preliminary bombardment and neutralization fire of “Red Beach.” During that period, incident to her covering the passageways between the islands of St. Honorat and St. Marguerite, Nields came under heavy and rapid fire from German shore batteries. She returned fire and opened the range, emerging from the encounter unscathed. Through the 30th, she patrolled along the French coast, then turned back to North Africa whence she sailed for the U.S., in the screen of Battleship Division 5, on 4 September.” (Wikipedia)

After the war, Guy stuck with the navy, achieving the rank of Commander in 1957 when he took over the USS Forrest Sherman.

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In 1962 he was promoted to the rank of Captain. He retired from the navy in 1972 and died in 2007. He is buried in Arlington National Cemetery.

I leave you with a passage from Eisenhower’s speech to the troops on D-Day:

“Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped, and battle-hardened. He will fight savagely….The free men of the world are marching together to victory. I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty, and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full victory. Good luck, and let us all beseech the blessings of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.”

A great and noble undertaking, indeed.

Have a good weekend and don’t forget the significance of June 6!

 

Friday movie pick: the show must go on

by chuckofish

Yesterday at school it was my pleasure to host Hovey Burgess, who came to talk about the history of the circus in the U.S. Among other things, Hovey teaches in the Graduate Acting program at New York University’s Tisch School of the Arts. He taught for years in the drama division of The Julliard School as well and Robin Williams was one of his students. Hovey choreographed and appeared in Popeye (1980).

He has also been a part of our own flyover Circus Flora since 1991.

Anyway, although he was giving a lecture on the history of circus, Hovey wandered off the track a bit, and at one point he talked about seeing the movie Trapeze (1956) when he was fifteen and living in Kankakee, Illinois.

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He went back every day for a week and this was when he decided to make the circus his life. This got me thinking about how things like this happen and how important books and movies and the arts in general are.

So my Friday movie pick is to watch Trapeze or some other great circus movie, such as The Greatest Show on Earth (1952)

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or Circus World (1964)

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or Big Top Pee Wee (1988)!

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Skip anything involving Joan Crawford and Water for Elephants (2011).

Have a good weekend! I don’t know about you, but I’m ready.

O Pioneers!

by chuckofish

The Sign of the Arrow called Tuesday to say that daughter #1’s ornament–which she had dropped off in April when she was home–was ready to pick up and so I stopped by after work.

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Isn’t it great? The Pioneer is the mascot of our local high school. He is a manly pioneer with a coonskin cap. For me he always evokes Walt Whitman and his:

COME, my tan-faced children,

Follow well in order, get your weapons ready;

Have you your pistols? have you your sharp-edged axes? Pioneers! O Pioneers!

Anyway, I had to share.

Good reading light

by chuckofish

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“The eastern sky was red as coals in a forge, lighting up the flats along the river. Dew had wet the million needles of the chaparral, and when the rim of the sun edged over the horizon the chaparral seemed to be spotted with diamonds. A bush in the backyard was filled with little rainbows as the sun touched the dew.

It was tribute enough to sunup that it could make even chaparral bushes look beautiful, Augustus thought, and he watched the process happily, knowing it would only last a few minutes. The sun spread reddish-gold light through the shining bushes, among which a few goats wandered, bleating. Even when the sun rose above the low bluffs to the south, a layer of light lingered for a bit at the level of the chaparral, as if independent of its source. The the sun lifted clear, like an immense coin. The dew quickly died, and the light that filled the bushes like red dirt dispersed, leaving clear, slightly bluish air.

It was good reading light by then, so Augustus applied himself for a few minutes to the Prophets. He was not overly religious, but he did consider himself a fair prophet and liked to study the styles of his predecessors. They were mostly too long-winded, in his view, and he made no effort to read them verse for verse—he just had a look here and there, while the biscuits were browning.”

–Larry McMurtry, Lonesome Dove

Today is the birthday of novelist Larry McMurtry (born June 3, 1936). May I suggest a toast with some good sipping whiskey and a peak at Isaiah or Jeremiah. Or red wine which is my libation of choice.

(The painting is “Big Bend Sunrise” by Chase Almond)

A poem for Tuesday

by chuckofish

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Once more the cauldron of the sun
Smears the bookcase with winy red,
And here my page is, and there my bed,
And the apple-tree shadows travel along.
Soon their intangible track will be run,
And dusk grow strong
And they have fled.

Yes: now the boiling ball is gone,
And I have wasted another day….
But wasted-wasted, do I say?
Is it a waste to have imagined one
Beyond the hills there, who, anon,
My great deeds done,
Will be mine alway?

–Thomas Hardy (1840-1928) whose birthday is today. A toast to thee, Mr. Hardy, and to Swedish artist Henrik Nordenberg (1857-19280) whose paintings also appear here.

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Have a great day!

A cup of blessing

by chuckofish

It was a rainy, overcast weekend–which is kind of nice sometimes. It gives one permission to slow down and read a book instead of trying to get a million things done. You know what I mean?

However, I did manage to do a few things anyway. I saw this weird bug on my garage.

_IMG1117 (1)Have you ever seen anything like him? He was big  like a cicada, but didn’t look like our typical flyover cicadas. Zut alors!

I found this while going through a bunch of old books in my basement.

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According to the sentiment written inside the cover, my mother gave it to me February 14, 1968. She was always trying to encourage me in my endeavors francaise, but it really was a lost cause.

Apres le petit dejeuner, il avait repete sa chanson pour bien la savoir par couer, et maintenant il se la chantait tres gentilment, sans se tromper. Cela donnait a peu pres ceci:

Tra-la-la, tra-la-lere!

Zim-boum-boum, ran-tan-plan!

Brrm-brrm-brrm, la-di-dere!

Pout-pout-pout, zim-pan-pan!

(Sorry, no accent marks!)

I’m afraid Winnie the Pooh loses something in translation!

I watched To Have and Have Not (1943) in honor of Howard Hawks’ birthday on Saturday. It was as good as a Hemingway novel adapted for the screen by William Faulkner can be. And by that I mean excellent. Which Hawks classic did you watch?

I also watched a really terrible movie: Rhinestone (1984) starring Sylvester Stallone and Dolly Parton. I had never seen it, and despite Dolly doing her best, it was pretty awful. Stallone was painfully bad.

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It is amazing that Bob Clark, who had directed A Christmas Story the year before, ever worked again.

Sunday night I DVR’d Grantchester and watched The Cowboys (1972) which is the story of a cattle owner (John Wayne) who is forced to go on a cattle drive with only a bunch of underage cowboys to help.

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The young boys in this movie are excellent. Indeed, the movie is excellent and well directed by Mark Rydell. And although the Duke (spoiler alert) dies at the hands of some lesser men in the movie, it ends well.

The highlight of my weekend was when my old friend Dick, who was in town from Atlanta for our special event at work this week, dropped by my office on Friday and brought me this:

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A Mike Matheny autographed baseball! He asked Mike to sign it when he was in Jupiter for spring training. Wasn’t that thoughtful? It certainly made my day!

Have a good Monday!

*Ralph Waldo Emerson

“Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything that is beautiful, for beauty is God’s handwriting–a wayside sacrament. Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.”