P5. The fifth in a series of Prayers of the People
(see entry 736 for an explanation)
Musings of a political, social, cultural, religious, and/or historical nature from near Milepost 606 on the Left Bank of the Ohio River, located at Louisville, Jefferson County, Kentucky.
(see entry 736 for an explanation)
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Longtime readers might recall a few early entries on the blog concerning the former Cuban leader Jose Marti and his missing statue in Shively Park.
On February 27, 2007, I wrote the following:
In my post written for Saint Valentine's Day, but posted a day later, I included a picture of some Cuban ex-pats at a Mass celebrated at Saint Helen's Church in Shively. The purpose of that celebration was the installation of a statue of Jose Marti, a leading figure in Cuban history from the 19th century. The international airport in Havana is named in his honor. Marti was also a poet and one of his poems was set to music in the 1960s in the popular song Guantanamera. The Mass took place in September, 1963. The statue was erected in the Shively City Park behind City Hall. It was dedicated to those Jefferson Countians who fought in Cuba in the the Battle of Cardenas (the Filibusters) on May 19, 1850. Sometime in 2003 or 2004, the City of Shively tore down the monument and its present whereabouts are not clear.That was followed on March 12, 2007, with this:
As I had in the past pointed the statue out to Cuban refugeess who have made their American home here along the Left Bank of the Ohio River at Milepost 606, I've been curious for some time as to the purpose of removing the monument, but have not made any serious inquiries. Why would you tear down a monument dedicated to Jefferson Countians? I need to ask this question of either my friend Jim Jenkins, the former mayor of Shively, or his successor, Sherry Connor, whom I met during last fall's Shively festival when she and her mother visited the campaign booth of John Yarmuth, at the time a candidate for Congress. There is a little known movement led by Antonio de la Cova to restore the monument.
A while back I wrote about the Jose Marti statue which had disappeared from Shively Park. I had spoken to State Representative Joni Jenkins about it, since her father had been mayor of Shively when it was removed. She didn't have encouraging news. My friend Marty Meyer, who works for Congressman John Yarmuth, mentioned it at a luncheon he and I shared a few weeks ago with Stuart Perelmuter, Yarmuth's Washington based Press Secretary, at Otto's in the Seelbach. He had read about Jose here on the blog. Today Marty has called with news of Jose's whereabouts. According to Shively Mayor Sherry Connor, the remnants are at the Boone National Guard Center in Frankfort. How or why they are there I do not know, but this will be looked into further.Now, to be honest, between then and now I've done very little to locate Marti's missing bust. Nor have I heard anyone else mention it. So, I was surprised and pleased, very pleased, when reading over the City of Shively Council minutes from April 2, 2012 - more than five years after my blog entry and nearly eight years since the statue's disappeance - to see the following exchange between Shively city officials:
Mr. Dummitt asked what was Muldoon Memorials?Apparently someone knew where the bust was and/or located it in the ensuing five years. However the return of the bust was achieved, I am very happy to see its restoration in Shively Park. Good work, Mayor Sherry Conner and the City of Shively.
Mitzi Kasitz, City Clerk said it was approved to have Jose’ Marti brought back.
Mayor Conner said it is the bust that has been in Shively Park for years.
Mr. Dummitt then said I guess since it’s been approved, didn’t he support Fidel Castro?
Mr. Cato, City Attorney said he preceded Fidel Castro.
Mr. Dummitt said I misunderstood and if he did support Fidel Castro, then he was for
communism but that’s not what this is.
Mr. Wathen asked where is it going?
Mayor Conner said it’s going in the park at the triangle where the walking path goes all
the way around.
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Theatre [502] is in the middle of their production of Jordan Harrison's play Futura at Actors Theatre in downtown Louisville. It is directed by Theatre [502]'s Co-Artistic Director Amy Attaway. Migael and I took in the performance last night in the Victor Jory Theater in the Actor's complex. The setting is identified as taking place in a university lecture hall in the "near future." As the play is performed in one Act, with scene changes executed by a darkening of the theater, the presumption, though odd, is that the entire play takes place somewhere on that same college campus. The adjective "dystopian" has been used in all of the media hype for the play. Dystopian is, I suppose, the opposite of utopian. If you learned language as I did based on Latin, Greek, and other word-roots, you will recognise the "dys" which is bad, as opposed to "u" which is good. The other root is "topia," from "topis" for place. We get the word topography from the latter. So, if utopia is a good place, dystopia isn't.
Let's start at the end of the play, an uncomfortably small library in a secret room, with a teacher and a student beginning the process of learning to write all over. "Put your name up in the right-hand corner of the paper" the teacher tells the student. That's how we all learned, first to print, and later at the end of second grade, to cursively write on those ubiquitous writing tablets from kindergarten through fourth grade. A chilling, indeed dystopian, place to end a play. It is a great lament of the day that young students no longer learn to cursively write. In fact, they typically learn to type, or, euphemistically - and there's that "u" for good spelled slightly differently - kids do not learn to type at all; they learn to use the keyboard.
Today's keyboard has all kinds of characters on it besides the 26 letters and 10 numbers of the Latin-based alphabet we use in the United States. A few strokes away are symbols for Spanish, Portuguese, and other languages as well as signs for "libra" or "pound," a unit of money and weight in British-speaking places, or other signs not normally used in our Americised English. And with the help of our computers, word-processors, iPads, and telephones, we can change the size and font of what we read and what we "write." And all of this is safely stored away in some computer world, the "Cloud" perhaps, understood by some, but for most of us just "accepted" as being the way things are.
This play deals with the notion that all written forms and the means to create them have been put away - hidden away under the control of some "1984"-type business or entity or, perhaps, a college. We never really know.
The play starts with that same teacher, a widowed college professor, giving a somewhat tortured lecture about type fonts. Yes, type fonts. Probably not the most exciting lecture for most, although I was totally involved. As a reader and writer and student of words, languages, thoughts, and ideas, I found the subject totally engrossing. To my surprise, Migael did too. Anyone who has taken the time to read about the invention of the printing press, or the politics and intrigue which gave us the King James Version of the Bible, or any other histories of the beginning of the printed word, will find this part of the play familiar.
The play takes a violent unexpected turn with the professor's kidnapping and the rest of the story revolves around her eventual escape, if one could call it that. Three people are integral to the kidnapping - a bully, a character who first appears to be a street-thug, and - without giving too much away - another professor. And at first it is difficult to know exactly what separates the protagonists from the antagonists, if one judges those roles by who comes out doing what is best for humanity.
The bully, whose use of variant forms of the "f" word is simply gratuitous - most modern plays have adopted this gratuity for some unexplained reason (there was some discussion of this by three of the patrons on the Main Street sidewalk after the play) - is quickly offed in another unexpected scene, lending credence to the street-thug's character. And, as with all "bad" plots, there is the weak spot, in this case the same street-thug who, as it turns out, not only has a soft spot for the type-font lecturing professor - he was one of her former students we learn - but also for the written word itself, the anathema of the play, as he attempts to smuggle a book of poems for his own use.
The middle of the play is occupied by a great deal of dialogue between the two professors - and quite a bit of it went unheard by me, in part because because I do not hear well and in part because the acoustics for the play weren't the best. On several occasions my date relayed some lines to me recognising that I did not hear them. But the one I did hear during the professorial dialogue was paramount in understanding the play - a war between the format or platform for retaining information - whether electronically or in hard copy form. I will return to this thought at the end of this essay because it remained on my mind through the course of the play and indeed well into the night. But, I digress.
Let me speak here about the acting itself. I hesitate to say I wasn't as impressed as I was expected to be but maybe that was appropriate given the subject matter. The players seemed disconnected and distant. One of the "hallmarks" of modern communication is the distance and disconnectedness [a new word, perhaps] of we the speakers. We speak via chat boxes, email, text messaging, tweeting, and updating our Facebook statuses as if that is communication, as opposed to what they really are, simple electronic comments for which we may or may not receive a response, comments typically unadorned by accent, emphasis, or even bolding or italics; nor do we experience any body language or kinetics in these brief typwritten exchanges, the psychokinesiology involved in person-to-person communications. So it is possible the acting was intentionally disconnected and distant. I certainly felt that vibe.
Of the four actors, I have previously seen the work of three. The rather stoic and emotionless type-font lecturing professor was well-portrayed by Laurene Scalf, a veteran of local theater. Another veteran actor with many years to his credits was Tad Chitwood who is the other professor and boss, Edward Wexler, to the bully and street-thug characters. I was back-and-forth on whether he was a good-guy or a bad-guy, but more on that later. The unknown to me was the bully, acted by Betsy Huggins, a Marylander-turned-Louisvillian. She has recently acted and performed at a variety of Louisville venues including Actors and the Walden Theatre's Young Playwrights Festival. The final character, the street-thug - and in the final scene a student once again - was portrayed by Drew Cash, who I've seen here and there in various performances. I'm intrigued that the playbook mentions he'll be performing later this year for a two month national tour of King Arthur and Hamlet. As the seven regular readers of the Left Bank of the Ohio River near Milepost 606 are aware, things Arthurian and things Shakespearean are leit-motifs of my favored reading lists. I hope to learn more about Drew's upcoming plans.
But, back to the play. Another gunshot, this time from the stoic professor as aggressor and the boss-professor as victim effectively take the latter character out of the action of the play. The street-thug turns in favor to his former professor and they make their escape arriving at the "zero-drive" destination, an unknown and underground bunker, a small dark room of books and writing accoutrements, things our escaping professor, and perhaps her reprised student, believe are keys for the future. Eerily uncomfortable and dystopian indeed.
Let me return to the middle of the play and the discussion between the two professors, some lines of which went unheard. I wrote above, Laurene, the type-font lecturer, makes the argument, in so many words, that books and libraries, the traditional repositories of the written word and the information relayed by those words, are necessary for the future, for future generations to know and understand all that has been written before them. Professor Wexler argues, in turn, that much of what is recorded in books and then retained on library bookshelves is, for the most part, inaccessible to the great masses, and that the panacea for such is making all that is available in the electronic avenues which serve as the new and updated repositories of information. And the argument is hinted that such a reliquary as a library has limited use, its "books gathering dust," whereas modern electronic media is more widely acquired and used by far greater numbers of people.
"But the one I did hear during the professorial dialogue was paramount in understanding the play - a war between the format or platform for retaining information - whether electronically or in hard copy form."It was at this point I decided that Professor Wexler was not an antagonist but a protagonist, ultimately the only one in the play. He is right - the wider accessibility of electronic media is better than all the libraries of the world sitting in quiet and staid possession of all the books on their shelves. This is not easy for me to write or admit to - it is, in fact, quite a revelation, perhaps an epiphany for me.
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I've rarely posted a trivia game that didn't draw answers from at least two regular readers here along the Left Bank of the Ohio River near Milepost 606. But the game offered at the end of post #734 had only one contestant, so, despite not fully answering all of the questions, and skipping the bonus in its entirety, the winner of the quiz is Michael Garton, known in some circles as Eli.
Here is the quiz, followed by his answers, followed by my answers -
1. I mentioned "Fourth Street" above. Where was that? What was the name of the building where "Fourth Street" was housed? Michael offered the answer of Democratic HQ, then amended his answer with the Brennan Building, formerly the Vienna Restaurant, which is a correct answer. Brennan was the name of a family of donors to the local Democratic Party in the early to mid 20th century. Read up on the Vienna Restaurant, one of Louisville's finest dining establishments at one time. The building was leveled to make way for the Cowger Garage at 4th and Market. Also leveled in that project was The Decanter Lounge, around the corner from HQ, and a longtime local watering hole for local pols.
2. The 45th District, once in Jefferson County, is now in
Fayette County. Who was the last Jefferson County Democrat to serve as
45th District State Representative? Michael correctly answered Dottie Priddy, whose life and death are memorialized in an entry on the day of her death, June 30, 2008. See http://ohioriver606.blogspot.com/2008/06/352-rest-in-peace-dottie-priddy.html
3. I mentioned Fibber McGee's Tavern in Okolona. For whom was it named and why does the answer have anything to do with the answer to Question #3? Michael's answer was incorrect. Bill "Fibber" McGee was a tavern owner and politician in Okolona in the 1960s, 70s, and 80s. His last race for State Representative was against Dottie Priddy, which he lost. He successfully ran for the State Senate, representing the 19th District, in the early 1980s. See http://ohioriver606.blogspot.com/2007/03/58-precinct-conventions-ld-elections.html
4. I mentioned Governor Brown and Lieutenant Governor Stovall,
who were opponents in the 1979 race. Who was Governor Brown's
lieutenant governor running mate in 1979 and, as a bonus, what do the
two of them - Brown and his running mate - have in common as far as
subsequent races in Kentucky for lieutenant governor? Michael correctly identified Martha Layne Collins as Brown's running mate. But he skipped the bonus question about Brown, Collins, and subsequent races for lieutenant governor. The bonus answer is each of their sons unsuccessfully sought the office of lieutenant governor, Steve Collins in 1991 and John Y. Brown III in 2003.
5. I mentioned that Governor Brown's Republican opponent was Louie B. Nunn.
Who was the Republican nominee for lieutenant governor that year? As a
note, while this person lost that race, they presently serve in one of
the most powerful positions of anyone in Kentucky. Michael's answer of Kentucky Congressman Harold "Hal" Rogers, Republican of the 5th District, is correct. After losing the race in 1979, the next year Rogers won the congressional seat, and has held it ever since, running unopposed in six of his elections. He is the longest serving Kentucky Republican elected to a federal office and is currently chair of the House Appropriations Committee, one of the most powerful positions in the federal government.
5. This year's convention will be held at the State Fairgrounds, a name
eschewed by state government officials. What is the official name,
according to the Commonwealth of Kentucky, for this Louisville venue? Michael's answer is correct - the Kentucky Exposition Center. It is a PR move to get away from the provincial sounding "Fairgrounds." I spent the day today at the "Fairgrounds" and typically refer to the venue as the "Fairgrounds" because it is where we hold the Kentucky State Fair, which this year will be held August 16 through August 26.
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PRAYERS FOR THE SEVENTH SUNDAY AFTER PENTECOST, JULY 19, 2009
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God has called us to be his daughters and sons, we now call upon him
with our needs and concerns, responding, By Your Grace, Hear Our Prayer.
1) We pray for our Advent Church family, for Bishop Ted, for
Fr. Tim, for the Vestry, for the ministries for ourselves and those in
need, seeking to answer God’s call to be his children; we pray for his
guidance when we are deciding who it is we will serve, why it is we
believe, and how it is that others know we are children of God; By Your
Grace, Hear Our Prayer.
2) We pray for the church of all
believers in the risen Christ, praying for and with our fellow Anglicans
in the Church of Pakistan, our Episcopal family at Grace Church
Hopkinsville, and our neighbors in the Highland Community Ministries at
Highland Baptist Church; asking God to lead each of these bodies to the
realization that whoever we are, in whatever place whether of power or
poverty, we have all been called children of God; By Your Grace, Hear
Our Prayer.
3) We pray for the leaders of the world, especially
our president Barack, and all persons in positions of authority. We
pray that through you, these leaders will be resolute in their duties of
meeting the basic human needs of all people, of addressing abuses
against the less-fortunate, of restoring and creating human and civil
rights, and of ending despair wherever it is found, knowing they are
called to serve all the children of God; By Your Grace, Hear Our Prayer.
4) We pray for our own families, our own trials, our own needs;
we pray for our sisters and brothers, mothers and fathers, daughters
and sons, wives and husbands and partners and friends, acknowledging
your role as parent and provider and our role as worker and child. We
pray for sustained health, clarity of mind, and determination of soul.
We pray for your help in all these parts and parcels of our lives as
children of God; By Your Grace, Hear Our Prayer.
5) We give
praise and thanksgiving, for where we live, for who we know, for our
forms of employment, retirement, entertainment, worship, and rest. We
give thanks for the gifts of hospitality, education, comfort, and
companionship. In our abundance, we also pray for those
in need, the sick of Advent Church, for [names go here], and for
those other concerns we now address by word or in silence, [time goes
here]; we pray as a family for a fulfillment of their health and needs;
By Your Grace, Hear Our Prayer.
6) We also give thanks and offer
prayers for those no longer among us, with whom we have shared our
lives and hopes in this temporal place, especially remembering [Advent
names go here], and all those, whoever they might be, whether by name or
in silence, [time goes here]; we pray that all may one day be together
as children of God; By Your Grace, Hear Our Prayer.
Conclusion of Prayers by Celebrant.
O
God we pray with the innocence of our childhood, the knowledge of our
present being, and the great hope of our future, that as a shepherd you
guide us beside still waters, as a parent you protect us from harm and
hurt, and by your goodness and mercy bring us together as one to share
with Christ your son our eternity forever, Amen.
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As many of you know - probably all of you - I am involved with the Democratic Party not just as a registered voter but also as an internal Party official. My involvement with the Democratic Party, other than as a voter, began in April 1980, when I announced my candidacy for Legislative District Vice Chair of the 45th District, which, at the time, covered areas from Jefferson Hill and Keys Ferry roads on the west, eastward over to McNeely Lake Park and Pennsylvania Run on the east, all generally south of the old Louisville City Limits line starting around Strawberry Lane and Southside Drive eastward over to the Outer Loop and what we used to call Old Shep, now known as Shepherdsville Road, and extending southward to the Jefferson-Bullitt County line. I ran that year on a ticket with Carolyn Beauchamp, an advertising and public relations lady from Okolona. We opposed the incumbent LD Chair Ed Louden and his Vice Chair candidate Betty Jo Monroe, who were also from Okolona, which was, generally, the center of the district. At the time, I was 19 years old.
When LD Election Day arrived, we were hopeful for victory. As the incumbent, Mr. Louden had chosen as the site for the LD election the old Fibber McGee's Tavern, which had just a few years earlier relocated from a block west of Preston on Pinecroft Drive to its still-current location at the corner of Preston and Pinecroft. With the votes tallied, Carolyn and I were declared the winners and proceeded downtown to "Fourth Street" where the county-wide races were held for County Chair and Vice Chair. In those days, we did not have an At-Large person for each LD as we do now. Back then, there were seven or eight At-Large positions. Quite frankly, they were, by an unspoken agreement, somewhat reserved for some special interests which supported the Party apparatus with both personnel and greenbacks. The At-Large folks were nominated at the meeting and chosen a month later.
Thus began what has been a life-long involvement for me with the inner workings of the Democratic Party at both the county and state level. Later that summer, I attended the State Democratic Convention, held that year at the Capitol Plaza, a downtown Frankfort development built in the late 1960s and early 1970s. As I have done at every State Democratic Convention then and since, I got myself nominated for a seat on the State Central Executive Committee. That year I ran for the "Person Under 30" position - it is now the "Person Under 35" position - from the Fourth Congressional District where I was a resident. As a note, my mother still lives in that residence, but her representative district in Congress has gone from the 4th to the 2nd and this year, finally, to the 3rd. As a second note, she is proudly displaying a yardsign for my favorite member of Congress, John Yarmuth, who has come to be known, thanks to a creative writer ironically from Lexington, as Congressman Awesome. But, I digress.
I lost that race to someone named Neil - who he was I don't really know. What I did know was that he was supported by higher-ups than me, most especially the governor, at the time, John Young Brown, Jr. Brown had been elected the previous year in a race where, in the Primary, I supported then-Lt. Governor Thelma Stovall, the first of the two female lieutenant governors, who served successive terms, from the Commonwealth. Governor Brown's November opponent was former Governor Louie B. Nunn, who, while a Republican, always seemed to be very well-respected in my family's home. I voted for Brown in the Fall race.
That loss at the state convention was the first of many I would go on to lose. Every four years, I'd get myself nominated, either at the Congressional Caucus level in the morning sessions or at the State At-Large levels in the afternoon. For two conventions in a row, Tom Barrow and I made our way to the microphone together, he to nominate me and me him. Neither of us were ever elected.
My continued success at losing state races was not mirrored at the local level. Due to a relocation, I found myself living in the 35th District, then generally a compact area from Broadway south to the Watterson and from the L&N RR east to Newburg Road. In that district, over time I served in the appointed position of Secretary as well as the elected positions of At-Large and, eventually in 2000, Legislative District Chair. That position is currently held by Colleen Younger. In 2001, then-Party Chair Larry Clark appointed me as the Jefferson County Party's By-Laws chair and a group of us proceeded to rewrite and codify the local By-Laws, passing them by the committee in late 2001. I held the By-Laws chair position for many years, even after my term on the Executive Committee expired in 2004, although I am no longer there.
It was 2004 when I finally won a seat on the State Committee at a convention held in Lexington. With the help and encouragement of Aaron Horner, his former wife Mary Ellen Weiderwohl, and Dr. Ted Shlechter, a South Louisville political activist, and others, including Jerry Lundergan and Dale Emmons, I unseated one of the two sitting "committeemen" and took my own seat as Third Congressional District Committeeman, alongside the late Leonard Gray, a friend and mentor who lived in the Chickasaw neighborhood of Louisville's West End.
In 2008, after a contested race, I was seated as a State At-Large member on the State Central Committee. I've enjoyed attending County Executive Committee meetings across the state, although generally not far from here along the Left Bank of the Ohio River near Milepost 606. I've been to meetings in Jefferson, Bullitt, Shelby, Franklin, Oldham, Trimble, Grayson, Powell, Mason, Caldwell, and Fulton counties, among others. My term as a State At-Large member comes to an end at the end of this month.
For several reasons, I've considered not running again in the committeeman position - at either the congressional level or the state level. I've encouraged a few others to make the race and I am confident several will. Among those who I think would make a good addition to the State Party are Charles Booker and Shawn Reilly, both of whom could run as either a committeeman or a committeeyouth. I've also told Abby Woehrle she would be a good addition. I know that my friends Allison Amon and Queenie Averette will seek re-election as committeewomen, so I am hopeful that should Abby run, she does so in the youth position. My options to run are limited to two - either as a committeeman at the congressional level or in an At-Large position at the statewide level, something I've really enjoyed these last four years.
Much of my enjoyment has been as a member of the By-Laws Committee on the State Party. I had served on this committee from 2004-2008 but was not reappointed until 2011 by the current Party Chair Dan Logsdon. Our committee has been in the process of a meticulous study of the By-Laws, article-by-article, under the direction of By-Laws Chair George Mills, who has done a wonderful job of keeping interest alive in a process which is tedious for many. I'm not one of those - I completely enjoy the work.
For that reason, I've decided to run again at the convention in two weeks. I will be seeking my old post of Third Congressional District Committeeman, the post I held from 2004 to 2008. To those of you who are eligible to vote in the Third Congressional District caucus on the morning of June 2nd, I am humbly asking for your support and vote. While I am not confident of a win, I am confident that I could serve well, especially in the completion of the task of rewriting those sections of the State Party By-Laws in need of amendment. If I lose, I may run in the afternoon session since it has been a tradition for me since 1980, 32 years ago.
Thanks for reading and let me know how you feel about my candidacy.
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A very good day for a road trip. Michael and I went southeast first to Mount Washington, then east to Taylorsville, stopping briefly at the Valley Cemetery. From there northeast through Mount Eden to an art show and book signing at the Moonlite Ridge Farm in southeastern Shelby County. Northward to and through Waddy for a history lesson on street names around Graefenburg and thence north to Beech Ridge Cemetery and the Peters/Perkins/Hockensmith cemetery on the Engstler farm literally on Beech Ridge and up the hill from Hatton. Turning back towards home along the Benson Pike, we trekked past Guist Creek Lake and into Shelbyville where we stopped at the funeral home owned by my cousin, Steve Collins. A conversation of politics, post offices, and the past covered an hour's time, before (finally) making our way back to Jefferson County. A nice little vacation.
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My previous Sunday night plans fell through since a friend hasn't yet returned from the Republic of Texas. Maybe I'll do nothing. I almost did nothing last night, waiting for an expected call to do something which never came. My Texas friend did, at least, text to say not tonight. And there's always tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. I do feel considerably better today than I have the last few days. And I've seen, with the exceptions of a niece, uncle, and two aunts, the entirety of my Noble relations in the last six hours. That doesn't happen a lot. It has been a Happy Easter. The next "religious" festival is Pentecost, in fifty days. It is one of my favorites with the some of the most mystical words in Scripture telling the story, found in the first six verses of the second chapter of the Book of Acts. But, I am getting ahead of myself. Have a good night.
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This from a Facebook entry of Curtis Morrison, a fellow blogger at louisvillecourant.com and who I should point out is a friend of mine who I'm not supporting in his race for the state senate, recently offered the following statement in a status update:
"I accidentally just heard Bill Lamb share his point of view on Trayvon Martin. If my TV is on fire in the street in the new few minutes, it has nothing to do with basketball."
Y'all should have all thrown your TVs out years ago even without Bill Lamb. But he helps my argument, no doubt. Being a Libra, though, I must offer that "on the other hand" argument. I've seen Mr. Lamb a few times and never agreed with him. But his editorials and 89.3 WFPL Louisville's news staff, along with Joe Sonka from LEO is about all that is left of the local news and editorial scene. The C-J is, like most larger newspapers, (not) enjoying a long slow death. Other local media offer talk shows with ideologues but little content. At least WDRB and Mr. Lamb are offering us something to think about, even if we constantly disagree. Louisville is no longer the news-town it was once. While most everyone who was around for the '37 flood is gone or going, there is little question that the C-J, WHAS, and WAVE played crucial roles in the lives of Louisvillians at that most unfortunate time. I'm old enough to remember Dick Gilbert in "Skywatch84" covering the tornado 38 years ago today. News outlets no longer want or seem to need to fill that role. So again, in that respect, there is something to be said for Mr. Lamb and his ill-reasoned editorials. And thanks be to God for WFPL and LEO.
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I woke up this morning to 64 degrees and the remnants of a dream from somewhere through the night of my baptism, 37 years ago this month, at the Thixton Lane Baptist Church, which, oddly enough, wasn't on Thixton Lane but was instead on Cedar Creek Road in very rural southern Jefferson County on the Bullitt County line. I haven't been there in 35 years and the building is no more. That was a pleasant time.
My brother and I had attended the church with our neighbors, the Shumate family. Glen "Butch" Shumate was a dear friend. The three of us baptised that April. Butch's parents are long since gone and I haven't seen him since 2004.
The building where we were baptised is also gone, replaced by a newer, bigger structure on the same property about a block away, and now actually facing Thixton Lane. There was once a ballfield on that corner where I played some as a young teenager. The vicinity still retains a bit of the ruralness which was presented well 37 years ago, but new homes and subdivisions are slowly filling up the once sparse landscape.
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I'm politely shocked that there is only one mention - on March 15, 2007 - of Oscar Wilde's play The Importance of Being Earnest anywhere to be found on my blog. Rather like those precious cucumber sandwiches Aunt Augusta was expecting, there just isn't any, more than the one instance, of Earnest to be found - not even for ready money.
Oscar Wilde's play, The Importance of Being Earnest, was written in the town of Worthing, England in late summer of 1894. Its first performance was made on February 14th of the next year, a date which has a role in the play. It has long, long been one of my favorite plays and I have seen several performances of it over the years, the first I recall being in the Fine Arts Center at the University of Kentucky on Rose Street, just south of Euclid Avenue. I also have several copies of the play itself, and have committed to memory many of the lines, many of which set me on an uncontrollable laughter for minutes at a time. The play is a series of witty puns and wordplays mostly about the importance of the trivial versus the inanity of the serious. It follows the story of two mischievous friends, John "Jack" (and later Ernest John) Worthing and Algernon Moncrieff.
Earlier this evening, my friend Preston Bates and I took in the Savage Rose Classical Theater Company's performance of this favorite play of mine, staged at Walden Theater, housed in the former Saint Aloysius School on Payne Street in Louisville's Irish Hill neighborhood. Tonight was the closing show, a run which began on March 9th.
This production was played in three acts - in Algernon's home, then the garden at Jack Worthing's Manor House, and finally the interior rooms of the Manor House. The characters of the play, in addition to Algernon and Jack are Lane, who is Algernon's manservant; Algernon's aunt, Augusta, and her daughter Gwendolyn; Jack's ward, Cecily; Jack's butler, Merriman; Cecily tutor, Miss Prism; and the local rector, the Rev. Canon Chasuble. And a handbag, with handles, which had been inadvertently left at the Victoria Station cloak room of the Brighton Line. This performance was under the direction of Charlie Fields, director, and Melinda Crecelius, assistant director.
In tonight's performance, two portrayals easily stood out - that of Lady Bracknell - of course - and that of Jack Worthing, later Ernest Moncrieff.
Lady Bracknell was portrayed by J. Barrett Cooper. In all the performances I've seen of the play, Cooper's crossdressing to create Lady Bracknell is the most overwhelming I've ever encountered - truly Wagnerian. I've always had an image in my mind of what Lady Bracknell should look like and up until tonight I had not seen that character. That has changed. The Cooperian Lady Bracknell was truly Wagnerian, to say the least. Some of the pregnant pauses taken by the character were a little too pregnant and the effect was, ever so slightly, sometimes lost by a second or two. But the change in voice when Lady Bracknell recognises Miss Prism, or Prism or, as you would text it to indicate the boldness of the voice, PRISM, brought the character back to a full dramatization. Her stern looks and, what can I say, broad shoulders, brought Lady Bracknell to the stentorian life which Wilde's pen had truly created for her - a good performance.
Cecily Cardew, the ward of Jack Worthing, was portrayed in sweet and enchanting innocence by Julane Havens who has been seen over in Central Park in recent years. My seven faithful readers will recall that I am a faithful attendee at Shakespeare in the Park in the summer months. Ms. Havens was wonderful as the young ward and love-interest for Algernon. Her foil in the play is Gwendolyn Fairfax, Lady Bracknell's daughter. Gwendolyn was performed by Natalie Fields, a graduate of Walden School who went away to college for her drama degrees. She and Cooper's Lady Bracknell looked amazingly "related." Ms. Fields must somehow be "really" some kin to Mr. Cooper.
Cecily's love-item in the play, stated earlier, is one of the two main characters, Algernon Moncrieff, played by a personal acquaintance and Facebook friend, Mike Slaton. Mike has been on local stages for years and I have seen him in a variety of roles. His performance tonight as the idle but handsome Algernon was fun to watch, especially as he described and defended his bunburying activities. (One might ask some of the Yarmuth for Congress 2006 campaign crew to define "nobling" for you as it is related to "bunburying.")
Tony Prince is another long-time local actor this time portraying the Rev. Doctor Chasuble, the local rector, provider of unpublished sermons and adult christenings at the ring of a bell. His opposite-sex interest in the play is Miss Prism, played by Kelly Moore, reprising the same role she played a decade ago. She is appropriately deferant to Lady Bracknell when the details as to her unfortunate day "28 years ago" are bought to life.
The two "manservants" were played by Gerry Rose, as Lane in Algernon's household, and Monte Priddy, as Merriman in Jack's country residence. I am not familiar with Rose but will make the guess that his last name is somewhat responsible for the Rose name in the theater company. I don't know that - just venturing a guess. Monte Priddy has been acting in Louisville as long as I have been alive, many times at Central Park. I've seen him in more roles than I can remember. He is a Louisville drama treasure.
But for me, the Oscar easily goes to Neill Robertson and his portrayal of the central character, indeed the title character, of the play, Jack Worthing, who in the end discovers the vital importance of being earnest. Mr. Robertson is unfamiliar to me, and I would easily remember his striking facial features and beautiful curly gingerhead curls. (Baldies notice hair). Robertson played the role to the top of the game, responding to Algernon, Lady Bracknell, and all the characters with a variety of looks, some of fear, others of anger, and others of interest. His voices in the play were much on target. He reminded me of my friend Callaway Kosine in appearance and demeanor and tone of voice and I said as much to Preston who, he informed me, has yet to meet Callaway. But, I digress.
Robertson was absolutely delightful to watch in every way and I look forward to seeing him again. His was the worthiest Jack Worthing I've had the pleasure to watch.
It was a wonderful, wonderful night. We began a little early at the Garage Bar and ended with dinner at Ramsi's. Quite and pleasurable evening. Thanks, Preston.
For more information on the Savage Rose Theatre Company, visit their website at savagerose.org.
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Reporting from the National Capital, somewhere along the Left Bank of the Potomac River, about Milepost 96 if memory serves me.
Attended church this morning at Saint Margaret's Episcopal, on Connecticut Avenue near Leroy Place. There were about 87 in attendance, a number which includes the 20 or so in the procession - a rector, assistant rector, three acolytes, and about 20 choir members. While my church has abandoned gold and silver during Lent in favor of wooden chalices and crosses, St. Margaret's hasn't. The homilist gave a left-of-center sermon related (mostly) to the Ten Commandments, which were the focus of the First Reading on the Third Sunday of Lent. She made a comparison of different types of laws and how laws should be made to unite rather than divide. Her sermon included support of same-sex marriages, but it was only one of many points she made. This was, as best I could tell, her first or second Sunday as the new rector.
After church I met a Kentucky-to-DC transplant, my friend Jessie Phelps. She relocated here at the beginning of the year to work in Congressman Yarmuth's office. We spent the afternoon walking from St. Margaret's south into Dupont Circle, then west along Massachusetts Avenue to 16th, and then again south to St. John's, the Hay-Adams House, and the White House. From there we walked the lower end of the National Mall, encircling Washington's Monument and the World War II monument. We then walked westward passed the Vietman War Memorial Wall to see Mr. Lincoln, sitting up high in his personal cathedral. I was mostly moved by the large number of people who were simply seated on the steps and approaches all around. I wanted to say to Lincoln and all his admirers, "I, too, am a Kentuckian" but resisted.
Eventually, Jessie and I crossed the bridge to Arlington, Virginia, where after a quick trip on the Metro, we parted ways. I had a thoroughly enjoyable afternoon.
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The population of Toowoomba, Australia is said to be 90,000. That is also the population statistic given for two countries, Grenada and Aruba. Lakewood, New Jersey is said to have the same number of residents. Los Angeles is said to have 90,000 homeless.
As of March 1, 2012, at 9:48 am, a visitor from Washington, DC become the blog's 90,000th visitor, pulling up entry #642 from August 9, 2010, which was largely a discussion from my trip to the New Madrid Bend of Kentucky and Reelfoot Lake area in Tennessee.
90,000 ! Woohoo! Keep reading.
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No one played except Jim Holland who got a few right.
1. What is the US highway route number which serves as the name of a street from a point just outside, or northeast, of the Watterson Expressway?
US42
2. What is the Kentucky highway route number for this street which begins with a "real" name in the Highlands area but changes names to a three-digit highway route for its final two miles in the county?
KY155
3. What is the single streetname which is applied to roads carrying a US highway designation, a two-digit Kentucky highway designation, and a four-digit Kentucky highway designation, although no two at the same time, and for a while has no highway route designation at all, but did at one time?
BROWNSBORO ROAD, which is US42 from near the Watterson back toward downtown, KY22 from Seminary Drive eastward to Ballardsville Road, KY1694 north of Ballardsville Road (which is KY22 at that point), and nothing at all between Holiday Manor and Seminary Drive (but was KY22 before Seminary Drive was constructed).
The rest are "Identify the Intersection" questions. I will give you two highway routes - you tell me the streets forming their intersection.
4. US 31 and US 60
2nd and MAIN STREETS
5. US 42 and KY 3222
US42 and ROSE ISLAND ROAD. (Some Louisville highway maps from the 1950s and 1960s call US42 as LOUISVILLE-CINCINNATI HIGHWAY, which was the project name, but it was never officially adopted).
6. KY 146 and KY 2050
NEW LA GRANGE ROAD and LYNDON LANE
7. KY 1116 and KY 2053
ZONETON ROAD and THIXTON LANE, also known as Thixton Road).
8. KY 1142 and KY 1931
PALATKA ROAD and MANSLICK ROAD/SAINT ANDREWS CHURCH ROAD
9. KY 1230 and KY 1849
LOWER RIVER and MOORMAN ROADS
10. KY 1447 and KY 1932
WESTPORT ROAD and CHENOWETH LANE
11. KY 1531 and KY 1819
ROUTT and BRUSH RUN ROADS
12. KY 1703 and KY 2860
BAXTER AVENUE and GRINSTEAD DRIVE
13. KY 1747 and KY 2052
NEWBURG ROAD/BUECHEL BANK ROAD and SHEPHERDSVILLE ROAD, informally known as Old Shepherdsville Road.
14. KY 1865 and KY 2055
NEW CUT ROAD and W. MANSLICK ROAD, not to be confused with the intersection of W. Manslick Road and Old New Cut Road, about 2 miles away.
15. KY 1934 and KY 2054
CANE RUN ROAD/WILSON AVENUE and ALGONQUIN PARKWAY
More Difficult
16. KY 1851 and KY 2317
BARRACKS ROAD and HUTCHERSON DRIVE
Much More Difficult
17. What is the name of the road numbered as KY 2803 ?
ARTHUR STREET, alongside I-65 in the parts that it isn't KY61.
18. Where is the location of the road numbered as KY 6298 ?
This is the service road behind Cooper Memorial United Methodist Church at Commerce Crossings Drive and Preston Highway. It is technically called Cooper Church Drive.
Trick Questions
19. Which is higher - US 31 or KY 3077 ? Regular readers of the blog and/or my Facebook page should at least get part of this answer.
20. Where is US 31 and/or KY 3077 ? Regular readers of the blog and/or my Facebook page should at least get part of this answer.
US31 is the Clark Memorial Bridge. KY3077 is River Road below I-64. Therefore, US31 is higher as it runs "over" River Road at 2nd Street.
Thanks for playing.
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