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Month: January, 2016

Happy Birthday, Mary, Dolly and Buffy

by chuckofish

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Our mother and her older sister Susanne, circa 1930

Ah, it is January 19th once again. My mother would be turning 90! Dolly Parton is turning 70! And Buffy Summers remains a youthful fictional character.

In the above picture our Aunt Susanne is two years older (and so much taller!) than our mother. She has a hankie and bracelets. Mary looks as if she has just been told to “Quit it!” by Susanne who probably squeezed her hand in a mean way. Susanne looks tense and my mother looks a little sad.

Growing up, we heard a lot of stories about our  mother’s perfect older sister.  Although poised and beautiful, she was also very shy. Once when she left her umbrella on the bus, she made Mary go and stand at the bus stop and ask every bus driver on every bus that stopped if they had found Susanne’s umbrella. She was too shy to do it herself and too afraid to tell her mother she had lost it. We always were amazed that she could make our mother do something like that. But she could. She probably threatened to tell on her or something. Or maybe Mary was just used to doing things for her older sister.

Not to give you the wrong idea. My mother was devoted to Susanne and loved her very much. When she visited her in the summer of 1984, they would stay up until four in the morning talking. I think she was a little shocked by her older sister’s lifestyle. She had been divorced for ten years by then and had a boyfriend. She drank Scotch and stayed up late talking. She did what she damn well pleased.

When my mother was dying, it was Susanne she liked to talk to best. “She understood,” she said.

Sisters. There is no friend like a sister, right?

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And there is no one like Dolly. Of course, I’ll be toasting my dear mother tonight, along with wonderful Dolly and Buffy. And while I’m at it, I’ll toast Susanne and sisters everywhere.

Speaking of mothers

by chuckofish

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It was snowing and very cold when I woke up on Sunday morning, but I had to get up and go to church because I was reading the second lesson. Luckily it was a good passage: I Corinthians 12:1-11–the one about there being varieties of gifts, but one Spirit.

Now there are varieties of gifts, but the same Spirit; and there are varieties of service, but the same Lord; and there are varieties of working, but it is the same God who inspires them all in every one. To each is given the manifestation of the Spirit for the common good. To one is given through the Spirit the utterance of wisdom, and to another the utterance of knowledge according to the same Spirit, to another faith by the same Spirit, to another gifts of healing by the one Spirit, 10 to another the working of miracles, to another prophecy, to another the ability to distinguish between spirits, to another various kinds of tongues, to another the interpretation of tongues. 11 All these are inspired by one and the same Spirit, who apportions to each one individually as he wills.

It is a good reminder to think about what our gifts are and to use them appropriately.

The Gospel was about the wedding in Cana when Jesus uses a tone with his mother, but then does what she asks him.

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The Marriage at Cana by Giotto

Sounds familiar, all you mothers of sons, right?

It is interesting to note that Mary at this early point thinks Jesus can do something about the fact that the wedding party has run out of wine… Well, lots of food for thought.

Speaking of mothers, I bought a frame at an estate sale on Saturday which enabled me to put these three pictures together:

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Mary Hough (great-great grandmother), Anna Hough Carnahan (great-grandmother) and Catherine Carnahan Cameron (grandmother). Pretty cool, eh?

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I have today off for Martin Luther King’s birthday–how ’bout you?

*The top photo is of some Middlebury College skiers in the 1940s. Is that my mother, the third from the right?

It came from where laughter is a defense and not an outstretched hand.*

by chuckofish

It was a very busy week but I managed to sneak in some pleasurable reading, watching, and listening that eased my way. I started reading Jussi Adler-Olsen’s, The Absent One, which I like a lot and would recommend. He takes ‘cat and mouse’ to knew levels.

The Absent One Jussi Adler-OlsenI like the irascible detective, Carl Mørck, and his sidekick, Assad. The plots are never just about solving a murder; they are much more complex and often involve saving a victim from the perpetrator(s). Worth a read.

I also watched Ex Machina, which I thought was extremely well done and quite disturbing. Domhnall Gleason plays a young programmer who wins a trip to visit his strange, reclusive boss, Oscar Isaac. Upon arrival at the remote estate, he discovers that he is to administer a Turing test to Isaac’s newest ‘robot’, Alicia Vikander. Mayhem ensues.

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with Oscar Isaac, Alicia Vikander, and Domhnall Gleason

The film is certainly a strong argument against the development of AI (not that I needed one). However, I’m on the fence about recommending the movie, since it isn’t something I will ever want to watch again, but the performances — especially Vikander’s — are excellent.

We also managed to fit in some live music with a Tuesday night visit (weeknight high-jinks!) to a local landmark, the Buccaneer Lounge, where our very own Reverend Mike performed on the guitar and they serve $4 cocktails. A fun time was had by all, as they say.

As you slog through your week, driving hither and yon, try listening to one of my favorite Lord Huron songs, The Ghost on the Shore:

It’s really good, isn’t it? There’s nothing quite like a mournful song to lift the spirits.

*Jussi Adler-Olsen

“To England, and the Queen!”*

by chuckofish

446px-Elizabeth_I_in_coronation_robesOn this day in 1559, Elizabeth I was crowned and anointed Queen of England and Ireland in Westminster Abbey. “Queen Elizabeth of famous memory—we need not be ashamed to call her so! …that Lady, that great Queen.” (Oliver Cromwell, 1656)

It only seems appropriate that our Friday Movie pick be a film about this great queen or, at least, featuring her as a character. Here are a few of my favorites:

1. Elizabeth (1998) starring Cate Blanchett as Elizabeth, with Geoffrey Rush and Joseph Fiennes–a really great movie!

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3. The Sea Hawk (1940) starring Errol Flynn and incidentally, but memorably, Flora Robson as Elizabeth.

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4. Fire Over England (1937) with Flora Robson (again) as the queen and Laurence Olivier as a court spy. This is a good one and I really like Flora Robson as the queen. Like The Sea Hawk, this historical drama is really a propaganda piece for England in WWII. What can I say–it works.

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5. Shakespeare in Love (1998) with Judi Dench as the Queen. She won an Oscar for her portrayal which amounted to a couple of good scenes in an exceptional movie.

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There are literally dozens of movies and mini series about the great queen you could watch–these are just my favorites. What are yours?

Since I just recently watched Shakespeare in Love again, I think I will watch Cate Blanchett as Elizabeth, which I haven’t seen in awhile.

*The Sea Hawk

“How could I have known that murder could sometimes smell like honeysuckle?”

by chuckofish

Come now, you’ve never read an actuarial table in your life, have you? Why they’ve got ten volumes on suicide alone. Suicide by race, by color, by occupation, by sex, by seasons of the year, by time of day. Suicide, how committed: by poison, by firearms, by drowning, by leaps. Suicide by poison, subdivided by *types* of poison, such as corrosive, irritant, systemic, gaseous, narcotic, alkaloid, protein, and so forth; suicide by leaps, subdivided by leaps from high places, under the wheels of trains, under the wheels of trucks, under the feet of horses, from *steamboats*. But, Mr. Norton, of all the cases on record, there’s not one single case of suicide by leap from the rear end of a moving train. And you know how fast that train was going at the point where the body was found? Fifteen miles an hour. Now how can anybody jump off a slow-moving train like that with any kind of expectation that he would kill himself? No. No soap, Mr. Norton. We’re sunk, and we’ll have to pay through the nose, and you know it.

Did you watch Double Indemnity (1944) last night? It was on TCM as part of their Star of the Month–Fred MacMurray–repertoire.

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It is the ultimate noir film and, in my opinion, just a great movie. It is certainly Fred MacMurray’s best movie. And Barbara Stanwyck, although she has seldom looked worse, is terrific.

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Edward G. Robinson, playing against type as is MacMurray, is wonderful in the good guy role.

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However, it is the sharp dialogue and grim, realistic narration written by Raymond Chandler that makes the movie. I mean, no one before or since writes like him. Many have tried, but no one comes close.

It was nominated for seven Oscars, including Best Picture, Actress, Director, Screenplay, Cinematography, Music, and Sound. It won nothing. (Why wasn’t Fred nominated? And E. G. R.?) This was the year Going My Way won a bunch–hello, please!–but you know, the war was raging…voters went for sentimentality and breezy Bing Crosby, not a gritty crime drama.

Sigh.

Well, if you missed it, you might want to look it up. It’s a good one.

Wednesday optimism check

by chuckofish

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“No matter how bad things got, no matter how anxious the staff became, the commander had to “preserve optimism in himself and in his command. Without confidence, enthusiasm and optimism in the command, victory is scarcely obtainable.” Eisenhower realized that “optimism and pessimism are infectious and they spread more rapidly from the head downward than in any other direction.” He learned that a commander’s optimism “has a most extraordinary effect upon all with whom he comes in contact. With this clear realization, I firmly determined that my mannerisms and speech in public would always reflect the cheerful certainty of victory—that any pessimism and discouragement I might ever feel would be reserved for my pillow.”

–Stephen E. Ambrose, D-Day, June 6, 1944: The Battle for the Normandy Beaches

Leadership 101, guys. Now, go out there and SMILE!

R.I.P. David Bowie

by chuckofish

While perusing photos of David Bowie, who died a few days ago at age 69,

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I realized that he kind of had an ANC III vibe going.

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Amazing, right?

Well, into paradise may the angels lead thee, David. At thy coming may the martyrs receive thee, and bring thee into the holy city Jerusalem.

We’ll miss you.

O, Comforter draw near*

by chuckofish

The OM circa 1956--picture him in the same get up in a wing chair.

The OM circa 1956–picture him in the same get up in a wing chair.

It turned cold over the weekend. We got a dusting of snow, but nothing to write home about. The windows were icy Sunday morning though. Brrrr.

It was a good weekend to stay in and needlepoint/read/putter. I also watched a few movies.

Let me just say, I am most definitely not a fan of Amy Schumer or Judd Apatow. But someone had left a copy of Trainwreck at our house and I had nothing to watch on Saturday night. I knew I would hate it, but I like to stay current, right?

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I assumed I wouldn’t watch the whole thing, but I have to admit I was pleasantly surprised.

I watched the whole thing. Yes, it is vulgar, but the title character is a trainwreck after all, and the movie is about her figuring that out. There is actually a moral to the story. Spoiler alert: She cleans up her act.

I also watched Bulldog Drummond (1929), a rather bizarre pre-code movie starring Ronald Colman and a 19-year old Joan Bennett.

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Colman was nominated for an Academy Award for Best Actor as Bulldog Drummond and he is, indeed, young, funny and very appealing–not the stiff-upper-lip epitomizer of his later films (think Random Harvest). And there is plenty of sexual innuendo in this movie, let me tell you. This 87-year old movie is worth checking out!

On Sunday night we celebrated daughter #3’s birthday (a few days late) with pizza, cake and ice cream.

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Now it is Monday again and the salt mines beckon. Have a good week!

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Let us retire to the library

by chuckofish

Yesterday, I took a ‘reading day’. Sure, I also did errands — to the bank, the bookstore, the pharmacy, the car wash — but in between outings I sat and read. It was delightful and refreshing. While I thoroughly enjoyed my book (The Silkworm by R. Galbraith, aka J.K. Rowling), I took just as much pleasure in my surroundings. I would even go so far as to say that a pleasant environment is essential to a good reading experience. Thus, I got thinking about what my ideal home library would be like. A library should NOT be organized to effect a color scheme.

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Pretty though they be, both those pictures proclaim the fact that the owners are more interested in visual effect than in reading. [And I can’t stand the use of dogs, especially yucky pugs, as fashion accessories — just saying]

Libraries should be comfortable, aesthetically pleasing, and utilitarian. They can be whole rooms

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or they can fill in nooks and crannies like this passageway-room

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or this cool window-seated nook:

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I love the window seat, but it certainly needs more cushions. A rug and a throw would be nice, too!

Libraries can also contain important material collections — as long as one doesn’t overdo it.

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Don’t you love those Greek vases and especially the wooden chair in the front left of the picture? The room is crying out for an oriental rug, but it’s still nice.

All of these photos, which I found on Google image, have inspired me to start planning a library redo. That is, a redo of my book cases in our family room. I’ll keep you posted. In the meantime remember, as E.B. White once wrote in a letter:

“A library is a good place to go when you feel unhappy, for there, in a book, you may find encouragement and comfort. A library is a good place to go when you feel bewildered or undecided, for there, in a book, you may have your question answered. Books are good company, in sad times and happy times, for books are people – people who have managed to stay alive by hiding between the covers of a book.”

Have a great weekend!

 

 

Friday forecast

by chuckofish

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Well, here we go…and since I have no big plans for the weekend, that’s okay with me. It may be a good time to hunker down and resurrect a needlepoint project. Or clean out the “craft closet.”

I will find something to do.

Tonight I will definitely toast Elvis Aaron Presley (January 8, 1935 – August 16, 1977) on his birthday

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and perhaps watch one of his movies.

Okay, it’s settled. Have a great weekend!