There are so many glorious interpretations of Love Entwined! It is wonderful to see all of the different fabric and color choices and various techniques being used.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Love Entwined Update
I have finished the third floral basket corner.
There are so many glorious interpretations of Love Entwined! It is wonderful to see all of the different fabric and color choices and various techniques being used.
There are so many glorious interpretations of Love Entwined! It is wonderful to see all of the different fabric and color choices and various techniques being used.
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Ordinary Grace by William Kent Kreuger
The novel is told from the viewpoint of the middle child, Frank Drum, who in 1961 is thirteen years old. Frank is the rebellious child, breaking rules set for his protection. His older sister is a musical prodigy, and his younger brother at age eleven follows Frank everywhere.
Their father is a patient, good man, but whose experience in the Korean War left him with personal demons. After the war he gave up the idea of becoming a lawyer and went into ministry, to the vexation of his talented and beautiful wife who had not signed up for being a pastor's wife. They live in a small town in Minnesota, where expectations for the family are high-- and constricting.
Over the summer a series of events force Frank and his family to reevaluate everything they thought they knew about each other, their community, and God. Their reactions are rendered spot-on by Krueger, as is how they individually and as a family move on from tragedy. There is a mystery to be solved, with enough red herrings to keep the reader guessing.
I appreciate that the faith issues are honestly portrayed, without mawkish or trivial sentiments to cheapen the story. Real people struggle with anger at God, loss of faith, and their religious commitment. The 'ordinary grace' that resolves the story's faith journey is the miracle of a child's simple faith that begins the healing for which Frank is so desperate.
To learn more about the author visit http://www.williamkentkrueger.com/
Friday, December 6, 2013
The Man He Became: How FDR Defied Polio to Win the Presidency by James Tobin
"The guy never knows when he is licked." ~ Harry Hopkins on FDR
"Because he had beaten his illness, Roosevelt thought that he could beat anything." ~ John Gunther
James Tobin's new book The Man He Became: How FDR Defied Polio to Win the Presidency covers Franklin D. Roosevelt's life between 1921 when he contracted infantile paralysis and 1932 when the Democratic party nominated him as their candidate for Governor of New York State. Tobin shows how polio brought out amazing strengths of character in FDR and ultimately prepared him to become a great leader.
At age 39 FDR was charming, handsome, rich, and determined to gain the presidency. He had served as Secretary of the Navy and on President Wilson's subcabinet.
Then he encountered the virus that left him crippled. Tobin's narrative accessibly explains the disease, how it is spread, how it attacks the human body, and how the medical doctors treated it. At a time when most children were naturally inoculated through exposure to the virus, FDR's privileged and sheltered life left him vulnerable. Overworked and tired, he arrived at the isolated family summer resort at Campabello and soon after became ill. By the time the doctors knew he had contracted polio, the damage was done.
FDR's mother assumed he would return to his childhood home and live out the rest of his life puttering with his stamp collection and watching the Hudson River flow by. But FDR was not a man to sit and watch life pass him by. He was determined to win the presidency, and he was going to walk to the podium to give his acceptance speech.
His recovery was not a straight or easy path. He did not follow doctor's orders and he avoided painful exercise. He hated the leg braces and crutches. FDR became his own physician, and took to exercising in warm water. So when he read about a polio victim who could walk after therapy at Warm Springs resort in Georgia FDR determined to experienced for himself the properties of the mineral springs. The resort was isolated and in bad repair. FDR was charmed. The warm mineral water enabled him to endure long hours of exercise without pain.
FDR needed a project. He liked to run things. He longed to own something of his own. He needed a source of income. FDR determined to buy the run-down resort, an economical and practical decision that seemed foolish. He imagined a place where polio victims could only heal their bodies but also find acceptance and normality in a world that shunted cripples out of sight.
FDR's ability to walk again was truly due to physiotherapists Helena Mahoney and Alicia Plastridge who taught him how to use his good muscles to compensate for the lost ones. Working with Mahoney at Warm Springs in 1927 FDR was finally able to walk with two canes.
Tobin challenges commonly held beliefs about Franklin's hiding his infirmity. Although FDR did strive to keep the more undignified aspects of his infirmity out of sight, such as being carried up stairs, once he returned to public life he did not, could not, hide that he was handicapped. Republicans had a field day attacking FDR as a cripple, a 'poor man' of pity who was not up to the job.
"The role he must play was a paradox. Normally the actor puts on a mask and becomes someone else. FDR's role now was to play the man he actually was--a strong man capable of leadership in the highest seats of power. The trick was to remove the mask that his audience would otherwise force him to wear. He must persuade the audience to discard its ancient, inherited belief about a man who was crippled. He must persuade them that a crippled man could be strong."
FDR went on the campaign trail, traveling by auto caravan across New York state. He had to change the way society viewed 'cripples'. Two weeks before the election he faced four thousand people and openly spoke about polio. "Seven years ago, through an attack of infantile paralysis, I was completely put out of any useful activity." People in audience were heard crying. "By personal good fortune, I was able to get the best kind of medical care. The result is that today I am on my feet." And in admitting he was a cripple, FDR also declared himself to be a fighter and a man of action.
I think it was a shining moment in American history when a man's ability made voters forget his handicap, that we judged him by the 'content of his character' and not by his physical abilities or disabilities.
James Tobin's first book, Ernie Pyle's War, American's Eye-Witness to World War II won him the National Book Critic's Circle Award. He was able to leave his position with the Detroit News to write full time. He wrote a companion book to the PBS series Great Projects: The Epic Story of the Building of America, From the Taming of the Mississippi to the Invention of the Internet. It was followed by To Conquer the Air: The Wright Brothers and the Great Race for Flight.
To me, each book has at its core the story of men willing to go to great lengths to achieve the goals they hold dearest. Tobin's books are inspiring and dramatic narratives. To learn more visit
http://authors.simonandschuster.com/James-Tobin/1910453
Note: Tobin used the word cripple purposefully. He explains in his Prologue, "To understand Roosevelt's situation--in his time, not ours--one needs to enter a realm in which the stigma of physical disability was like the presence of oxygen in the air: utterly taken for granted, and therefore terribly powerful."
"Because he had beaten his illness, Roosevelt thought that he could beat anything." ~ John Gunther
James Tobin's new book The Man He Became: How FDR Defied Polio to Win the Presidency covers Franklin D. Roosevelt's life between 1921 when he contracted infantile paralysis and 1932 when the Democratic party nominated him as their candidate for Governor of New York State. Tobin shows how polio brought out amazing strengths of character in FDR and ultimately prepared him to become a great leader.
At age 39 FDR was charming, handsome, rich, and determined to gain the presidency. He had served as Secretary of the Navy and on President Wilson's subcabinet.
Then he encountered the virus that left him crippled. Tobin's narrative accessibly explains the disease, how it is spread, how it attacks the human body, and how the medical doctors treated it. At a time when most children were naturally inoculated through exposure to the virus, FDR's privileged and sheltered life left him vulnerable. Overworked and tired, he arrived at the isolated family summer resort at Campabello and soon after became ill. By the time the doctors knew he had contracted polio, the damage was done.
FDR's mother assumed he would return to his childhood home and live out the rest of his life puttering with his stamp collection and watching the Hudson River flow by. But FDR was not a man to sit and watch life pass him by. He was determined to win the presidency, and he was going to walk to the podium to give his acceptance speech.
His recovery was not a straight or easy path. He did not follow doctor's orders and he avoided painful exercise. He hated the leg braces and crutches. FDR became his own physician, and took to exercising in warm water. So when he read about a polio victim who could walk after therapy at Warm Springs resort in Georgia FDR determined to experienced for himself the properties of the mineral springs. The resort was isolated and in bad repair. FDR was charmed. The warm mineral water enabled him to endure long hours of exercise without pain.
FDR needed a project. He liked to run things. He longed to own something of his own. He needed a source of income. FDR determined to buy the run-down resort, an economical and practical decision that seemed foolish. He imagined a place where polio victims could only heal their bodies but also find acceptance and normality in a world that shunted cripples out of sight.
FDR's ability to walk again was truly due to physiotherapists Helena Mahoney and Alicia Plastridge who taught him how to use his good muscles to compensate for the lost ones. Working with Mahoney at Warm Springs in 1927 FDR was finally able to walk with two canes.
Tobin challenges commonly held beliefs about Franklin's hiding his infirmity. Although FDR did strive to keep the more undignified aspects of his infirmity out of sight, such as being carried up stairs, once he returned to public life he did not, could not, hide that he was handicapped. Republicans had a field day attacking FDR as a cripple, a 'poor man' of pity who was not up to the job.
"The role he must play was a paradox. Normally the actor puts on a mask and becomes someone else. FDR's role now was to play the man he actually was--a strong man capable of leadership in the highest seats of power. The trick was to remove the mask that his audience would otherwise force him to wear. He must persuade the audience to discard its ancient, inherited belief about a man who was crippled. He must persuade them that a crippled man could be strong."
FDR went on the campaign trail, traveling by auto caravan across New York state. He had to change the way society viewed 'cripples'. Two weeks before the election he faced four thousand people and openly spoke about polio. "Seven years ago, through an attack of infantile paralysis, I was completely put out of any useful activity." People in audience were heard crying. "By personal good fortune, I was able to get the best kind of medical care. The result is that today I am on my feet." And in admitting he was a cripple, FDR also declared himself to be a fighter and a man of action.
I think it was a shining moment in American history when a man's ability made voters forget his handicap, that we judged him by the 'content of his character' and not by his physical abilities or disabilities.
James Tobin's first book, Ernie Pyle's War, American's Eye-Witness to World War II won him the National Book Critic's Circle Award. He was able to leave his position with the Detroit News to write full time. He wrote a companion book to the PBS series Great Projects: The Epic Story of the Building of America, From the Taming of the Mississippi to the Invention of the Internet. It was followed by To Conquer the Air: The Wright Brothers and the Great Race for Flight.
To me, each book has at its core the story of men willing to go to great lengths to achieve the goals they hold dearest. Tobin's books are inspiring and dramatic narratives. To learn more visit
http://authors.simonandschuster.com/James-Tobin/1910453
Note: Tobin used the word cripple purposefully. He explains in his Prologue, "To understand Roosevelt's situation--in his time, not ours--one needs to enter a realm in which the stigma of physical disability was like the presence of oxygen in the air: utterly taken for granted, and therefore terribly powerful."
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Some Christmas Quilts
The first Christmas quilt I made used poinsettia florals on black. I made Sawtooth Star and Christmas Tree blocks. A revised version of the tree blocks was published in the November/December 1994 issue of Quitmaker magazine.
This pattern is found in Handkerchief Quilts by Sharon Newman.
After I taught myself embroidery I made this 12 Days of Christmas by Betty Alderman. It was not easy doing all those little men in the last block!
This Christmas Tree quilt was a kit quilt my husband saw in a quilt shop and really loved. It is made of small squares that had to be fussy placed. It usually hangs in his office.
The first quilt guild I joined was Patches and Pieces in Jackson, MI. They had a fabric exchange of Christmas fabrics and the following year a Christmas poem printed on fabric was given out for a quilt challenge. The pattern was found in a magazine. I used the exchange fabrics.
Not truly a Christmas quilt, but this star often is on my wall during Advent. The pattern was from Eleanor Burns and I made it in a class at Country Stitches in East Lansing, MI. It was one of the few quilt shop classes I have taken.
I found this great little pattern on eBay and made two versions.
I have used this pattern for a stained glass look quilt several times, once in dark blue for church Advent paraments and this one which I donated to a church bazaar. I think of it as an Advent theme.
I was learning how to use metallic threads when I made this little quilt, which I thought of as and Advent quilt. To me it is about the Light coming into the world.
I have been lax about updating the quilts hanging in the house. I think this week I will be taking out some Christmas quilts and start decorating the house.
Monday, December 2, 2013
Stoner
"From the earliest time he could remember, William Stoner had his duties..At seventeen his shoulders were already beginning to stoop beneath the weight of his occupation."
William Stoner was the son of Missouri farm folk, quiet, hard-working people. Their only child grew up lonely and isolated in the depressed house.
Their lives had been expended in cheerless labor, their wills broken, their intelligences numbed.
Then one day his father makes the only speech of his life. He tells William that he wants him to attend the University to learn modern farming methods in hopes of reviving the farm, with the expectation of a better life for the family.
"He did his work at the University as he did his work on the farm--thoroughly, conscientiously, with neither pleasure nor distress."
In his first literature class in college, Stoner is confronted by a question he had never considered before. "What does it mean?" Professor Sloane asks after reading a Shakespeare sonnet.
"This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong/To love that well thou must leave ere long."
Stoner has an epiphany. He drops his agricultural science courses and takes up literature. He applies himself with a passion he had never before known. In his senior year Professor Sloane summons Stoner to his office and asks what his plans are.
"But don't you know, Mr. Stoner?" Sloan asked. "Don't you understand about yourself yet? you're going to be a teacher."
Stoner is offered a teaching position while working for his Master of Arts degree. He spends his entire academic and work career at the University.
Stoner struggles to voice the feeling he experiences with literature until he can finally answer Sloane's question of "What does it mean?" He is able to eventually share his passion with his students, and becomes a good teacher. But he struggles to find meaning in his personal life, which is a failure, as is his professional political life in the University hierarchy. At the height of his career, because of his integrity and high regard for education, he crosses the department head and a one way feud ensues. His upper level courses are taken away and he is given an untenable schedule of freshman English classes.
Through it all he continued to teach and study, though he sometimes felt that he hunched his back futilely against the driving storm and cupped his hands uselessly around the dim flicker of his last poor match.
Stoner finds joy in little pockets of his life: the first years of his daughter's life, before his wife separated them in her vengeful hatred of the man whose only fault was that he loved her and wanted her physically. He finds passionate love in middle age with an instructor, but when discovered by the department chair they must separate.
As Stoner faces death, he confronts the meaning of his life.
He had dreamed of a kind of integrity, of a kind of purity that was entire; he had found compromise and the assaulting diversion of triviality.
Stoner is a book about work. It is about ideals. It is about love. It is like the movie "Mr. Holland's Opus" without the happy ending of public acclaim. William Stoner, in the end, provides his own happy ending, accepting the reality of his life with joy.
This is a beautifully written book, a moving portrait of Everyman. I only discovered it when it was offered on an Amazon daily kindle deal. I can't believe I had never heard of it before! Stoner is a treasure, and I know I will read it again.
Monday, November 25, 2013
Researching Helen's Diary on Ancestry.com and Other Online Resources
I have been busy with my research on Helen Korngold's 1919 diary. It is amazing how much I can find on ancestry.com, and in Goggle books and the Hathi Trust Digital Library, the online collections of the St. Louis Public Library and the Missouri Historical Museum, university online collections, and Fulton Postcards' wonderful collection of historic New York State newspapers. I am amazed that I can discover the identity of a person with so little information. Sometimes intuition and guess work leads me in the right direction. Rarely do I come up empty handed, and that is usually because there are too many people with the same name on the census or because I do not have an idea of residency.
I searched for Bush on the St. Louis City Directories, focused on the years closest to 1919, and then had to find the Bush who was a teacher or principle. And sure enough, I found Ernest F. Bush on the 1917 city directory, principle of Wellston H.S. it turns out he was the founder and principle of the high school for 34 years! From there I could look into the census and even school yearbooks, where I found a memorial in the 1940 Wellston yearbook, including his photograph.
A poignant moment came when I looked at the April 9, 1940 St. Louis Census. Principle Bush gave his employment as a superintendent in the public school system, although it was then crossed off. At age 73 he clung to that achievement with pride and it still gave him his identity. He died a few months later on July 17, 1940.
Another example is Helen's comment that Florence F. "just naturally tries to bully everyone" on the basketball team. I looked into ancestry.com, the Washington University yearbooks available on Hathi Trust, and the Goggle book 1919-1920 Washington University Bulletin, which lists the graduating classes. I found Florence Funston Forbes in the 1916 W.U. freshman class and that she graduated in 1922. She was active in sports, including Varsity basketball, so I knew it had to be Helen's teammate. Florence had a family tree on ancestry, which I coordinated with the documents I found on ancestry.com. And I ended up with a complete bio on Florence!
In 1905 Hortense married author Herbert Durand, born 1858 in
New York , who
was a famous author of nature guides and travel books. He was also active in nature preservation. In 1906 Hortense and
Herbert had a son Eugene Funsten Durand. They were wealthy enough that the 1940
New York State Census shows they had a butler and a cook. Hortense died in
1950.
Florence traveled with her mother and step-father numerous times. A December 12, 1922 passport application shows Florence was 24 years old, 5’ 6 ½” tall, with a low forehead, grey/blue eyes, short retrousse nose, medium mouth, round chin and face, and had light brown hair. Florence reported no occupation. She was born at St. Louis on October 26, 1898. She reported her father Arthur Henry Forbes was diseased. She had resided at the Graniston Hotel in Bronxville, NY. She was going to Italy, Egypt, Portugal, the British Isles, France, Spain, Constantinople and Morocco, leaving from the port of New York on the S.S. Empress of Scotland on February 3.
Florence traveled with her mother and step-father numerous times. A December 12, 1922 passport application shows Florence was 24 years old, 5’ 6 ½” tall, with a low forehead, grey/blue eyes, short retrousse nose, medium mouth, round chin and face, and had light brown hair. Florence reported no occupation. She was born at St. Louis on October 26, 1898. She reported her father Arthur Henry Forbes was diseased. She had resided at the Graniston Hotel in Bronxville, NY. She was going to Italy, Egypt, Portugal, the British Isles, France, Spain, Constantinople and Morocco, leaving from the port of New York on the S.S. Empress of Scotland on February 3.
The family appears in The
Ancestors and Descendents of Colonel David Funsten and his wife Susan Everad
Meade.
I have 32 pages of notes on the people, places, and events in Helen's diary! I have further notes on her university, the Jefferson Barracks which was the main induction center during WWI, the Jewish population of St. Louis, and of course there is Helen's family tree.
I need to learn a lot more about her husband, Dr. Fritz Herzog, who left his studies in Berlin to come to the U.S., received his education at Columbia, taught at Cornell then at Michigan State, and was on loan to Washington University and U.of Michigan. The Michigan State notice for the annual Herzog Prize included his photograph! The latest find is that Helen's brother's daughter moved to Michigan and that his great-grandchildren may be alive and living in Metro Detroit!
I found Helen's diary shortly after Fritz's death in 2001. It is pure chance and curiosity that made me pick it up. And that I could at that moment afford the $15 to purchase the diary is another pure miracle. or perhaps, Helen choose me to keep her memory and name alive. For I heard her voice with her first entry: "Rise 11:30 AM! Oh, such a spiffy time last night: a regular N. Y. Eve. All dolled up in a satin clown suit. E.E. proposed--tough luck!" And she has been with me ever since.
Old Fulton NY Postcards: http://fultonhistory.com/Fulton.html
Hathi Trust Digital Library: http://www.hathitrust.org/Helen Korngold Family Tree: http://trees.ancestry.com/tree/21628010/family
Friday, November 22, 2013
More Black and White Early 20th c. Illustrations
The first three illustrations are from an 1930s magazine for elementary school teachers.
And the next are from a 1930s song book.
Reuben and Rachel
Let Me Call You Sweetheart
I never went to camp, so when I was involved with youth work and finally went to camp I learned a whole lot of songs. This was one of the songs I learned. Pure nonsense! Pure fun! But not politically correct by today's standards.
And here is Old King Cole...before he threw them out the window!
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