Saturday, August 1, 2020

Editor's Corner


 

August 2020

“Smell brings to mind … a family dinner of pot roast and sweet potatoes
during a myrtle-mad August in a Midwestern town.
Smells detonate softly in our memory like
poignant land mines hidden under the weedy mass of years.”

--Diane Ackerman, American writer
 
Everywhere one hears "August! Already?" And yes, it is here though few changes are expected in its wake. Some places are beginning to resume operations in their business but perhaps with different personnel. Some people had to find a way to keep making money and thus a few did endanger themselves and their families doing so. The numbers we hear recited about the affected persons is frightening but it is the near by, the people and possibly family that have tested positive with the Covid-19 that renders us helpless to cope. Nonetheless, cope is the operative solution and must be faced with determination to get through this situation. We wish the best for everyone, and look forward to the day we can hear the "All Clear" reports.

Meanwhile our authors have found ways to come up with more cheerful outlooks in their submissions. For instance, our webmaster Mark Craner ("Mark Craner Ramblings") has a light hearted piece that should stir some memories. LC Van Savage discusses "Men on Vacation," in her column "Consider This," for a few smiles. Marilyn Carnell, "Sifoddling Along," likens our self isolations to incarcerations in "Jail Tales." Mattie Lennon, in "Irish Eyes" delves into the state of being left handed with extensive info then adds the tale of the Valley of Knockanure. He includes a .wav recording that has his interview with Dan Keane plus the bonus of the chance to hear the ballad sung by a lady as well.

Advice is relevant and Judith Kroll aka Featherwind offers some in her "On Trek." Rod Cohenour ("Cooking with Rod") knows a great meal can dissolve a lot of misgivings and shares a triplicate of recipes that do just that. Thomas F. O'Neill has been busy since the lockdown was lifted in China, getting his students headed for graduation and future education choices. He shares some happy photos of his class in "Introspective." And John Blair's "View From My Back Steps" brings beauty onto our pages.  "Armchair Genealogy" by Melinda Cohenour helps to clarify the varied DNA results as shown by Ancestry.

Phillip Hennessy's poem "Riotous Assembly" is brand new.  John I. Blair's two are: "A Yogurt Ritual" and "Morning Alarm." Bruce Clifford has had time at home for more writing and sent five poems: " The Will to Glide," "This Is How I Learned To Cry," "What is Your Wish," "Frozen Moments," and "Out of Sight Out of Mind."

Bud Lemire's "Desirae" is in memory of his niece recently lost and includes a lovely photo collage of her. The poem "God Will Come Down" composed by my late aunt Linnie Jane Joslin Burks who served as a missionary in Nigeria for 32 years, is based on a Bible verse in Numbers. Your editor finds it hopeful and a blessing for meditation.

So pleased to have a piece from you, Mike, and it is a spirit lifter in addition to being a good memories reminder. Once again I must declare how grateful I am for your expertise as well as your friendship and support in this endeavor.

See you in September.

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Armchair Genealogy


 

DNA – Changes in Ancestry And
How to Work Through the Issues


      Recently, your author was not so delighted to find a Message from Ancestry – NOT a Message from another researcher relayed to my email by Ancestry – but a Message From Ancestry and it did not contain news I wanted to hear. Since receiving that delightful little missive, my time has been split between actual research and that tedious research essential to maintaining my equilibrium!

      Ancestry is delightful. Ancestry is an absolutely incredible source of information. Ancestry is my mainstay in researching and maintaining my primary tree and all those ancillary trees we are wont to build in order to not clutter up the main thing with rabbit trails. (You know rabbit trails, don’t you? Those leads that entice your curiosity and enthrall your senses – a NEW ancestor with an exciting history! Oops. Not MY ancestor – even after a week’s worth of research and ALL those wives and children and stories … Oh. No. Another rabbit trail.)

      So, the Message From Ancestry that they are changing how they provide leads based on my DNA tests did not thrill me, entice me, or please me. Sometime in August 2020, Ancestry will no longer provide information regarding shared DNA matches where the cMs are 8 or lower. Currently, at most recent count (today) I have a total of 144,856 DNA matches, of which 138,985 are for those individuals whose DNA and mine share 6 to 20 centiMorgans on a variety of segments. If only 6 cMs are shared, the relationship that person bears to you is hard to pin down. For instance, one online DNA Painter program indicates a 64% probability that person is either your 6th cousin, your 6th cousin 1x removed, or 6th cousin 2x removed, 5th cousin (once, twice, or three generations removed), your 7th cousin (or 7th once removed), 8th cousin, a Half cousin of some relationship or could be more distantly related – OR, could be an error????

      Many of these elusive relationships I’ve diligently attempted to pin down, checking for a tree (so many people either provide no link to a public tree or keep their tree private and refuse to share info or merely took the test out of a desire to examine their projected ethnicity) and making notes where I could determine a probable shared relative. In some cases, there IS a tree – although it is not linked to the test. In that instance, a quick look at the tree Not linked to the tree may provide clues to the relationship by virtue of the surnames listed therein.

       Ancestry is quick to assure us, however, that the changes are improvements of their computer algorithms and will fine-tune the process of determining relationships. DNA segments where matched patterns occur can be short segments or long segments although the number of cMs shared will not change. The determination of segment matching should be an improvement, undoubtedly. As Ancestry’s site explains: “The length of the longest segment you and a DNA match have in common can help determine if you’re actually related. The longer the segment, the more likely you’re related. Segment length is also the easiest way to evaluate the difference between multiple matches that all show the same estimated relationship. Our updated matching algorithm can show you the length of the longest segment you share with your matches.

      Furthermore, Ancestry advises: “Our updated matching algorithm will increase the likelihood you’re actually related to very distant matches. As a result, you’ll no longer see matches or be matched to people who share 7.9 cM or less DNA with you unless you’ve messaged them and/or included them in a note, or added them to a group (including your starred group). This means you will have fewer DNA matches and ThruLines™. Based on customer feedback, we are delaying this change until late August so you have time to review and determine if you want to save any very distant matches by sending them a message and/or including them in a note or group.”

       Key in that message UNLESS you have messaged them or included them in a Note. And they are delaying the change to eliminate those matches from your list until LATE August to provide time to make sure any real gem of a find is KEPT.

      Not so easy when you have almost 139,000 matches between 6 and 20 cMs.

      Thus, your tireless (should say TIRED) author has spent a few hours (understatement) trying to find out how to salvage those real treasures with only 6 to 7.9 cMs shared. Fortunately, Ancestry has also upped their game in the filtering and sorting processes.

      First of all, for those of you new to Ancestry, it’s easy to message others. Hardly merits a tutorial on that process. But the Note adding might need a bit of explanation. Formerly, Ancestry only provided a little icon on the Shared Match that looked like a page of typing with a corner turned down. That icon indicates a NOTE. One needed only to click on that icon to pop up a dialog box and fill in whatever information was pertinent. Now Ancestry has a new row of headers on your Match list:

       Unviewed: These matches are given a little blue dot (confused me at first because I thought all these folks had been added to my Group with that color dot. A few months ago, Ancestry added the feature that permitted color coding for Shared Matches with a personalized label, for instance “Bullard” or “Bullard-Capps” or even “Bullard-Davenport-Joslin” if you chose to identify more than one common ancestral line for that group.)

      Common Ancestors: Very cool idea. Tricky, though, because this lists not only those with Shared Ancestors on their linked tree, but inferred Common Ancestors through Ancestry’s new version of what was originally their DNA Circles – Thru Lines. This feature gleans potential ancestral connections through computerized examination (all background stuff, folks) that cull through multiple DNA matches to suggest potential ancestors where you may have blanks. Takes a bit of playing around to follow the suggestions through, review the trees and documents and determine whether or not you agree this suggested person is truly YOUR ancestor and worthy of an add.

       Messaged: Simple enough, Ancestry keeps track of those Shared Matches you have previously messaged, as promised above. But, this lets you SORT your matches to include only those you have messaged. An exclusion of Messages button would be helpful here, but not as essential as one for the next category – Notes.

       Notes: Finally! You can sort matches to include only those with Notes you have previously added. However, I wish Ancestry had also added a way to exclude those with Notes since I’ve already researched those.

       Trees: This has a drop-down box for fine-tuning your selection: All, the locked Private Linked Trees, Public Linked Trees, and the dreaded Unlinked Trees. Lets you filter out all those harder to research matches that have (might I say “selfishly”?) chosen to not provide access to their tree data.

      Shared DNA: Now, this is getting sexy! This drop-down box lets you not only filter to a selected group of folks by the number of cMs shared, but even gives a count of how your current matches fit into the range. The choices? [Select the category you wish to review by clicking on the empty circle in the drop-down box.] Below are the choices you are given:

      Close Matches – 4th Cousin or Closer: (the number in parentheses shows how many matches you have in this category), and explains the number of cMs required to qualify for this relationship – in this case 20 to 3,490 shared centimorgans.

      Distant Matches: Again, the number in parentheses shows how many of your matches fall in this category, and the number of cMs is 6 to 20.

      Custom centimorgan range: This is where it gets sexy! You can enter a custom number of cMs shared, minimum of 6 and max of 3,490.

      Groups: This drop-down box provides information if you have not yet utilized the color coding Family Group feature as to New Matches (a count), Starred Matches (a count), and for those of us who have utilized the Family Group feature lists your Family Groups and gives a count of matches included in each while displaying the chosen color coded button for each as well.

USING THE FEATURES TO YOUR ADVANTAGE:

      By all means, explore each of the filtering (sorting) methods offered by Ancestry as explained above. Take the time to see what fulfills your own needs in research. Get familiar with the results a combination of filters provides.

      For my current needs, I wanted to see how many of those soon-to-be-gone distant (possible) relatives that matched my DNA were worthy of keeping. So, I filtered the Common Ancestors key first and used the custom cM range provided by the Shared DNA button to get down to the less than 7.9 cMs and began exploring. My thoughts were that the Common Ancestors filter would let Ancestry’s heavy duty computers help cull through the 139,000 list (please, please, PLEASE). This pulled up the Thru Lines feature which deserves a bit of study. For every potential ancestor shown on the Thru Lines, a great deal of research is typically required to include or exclude that possibility. (Whoa!)

      Perhaps, as the deadline nears, it will be necessary to select different filter combinations to zero in on whatever Shared Matches I really want to keep in my list. It is rather daunting to have nearly 140,000 folks to research!

      And, last of all, I will probably take a look at Common Ancestors and Groups to see where I want to group those newly discovered, honest-to-goodness cousins!

      The moral to this story is to be open to change. Embrace improved technology but be willing to expect to have to adapt in order to utilize it to your own advantage. Most importantly, keep building your tree, use every resource available to you. Especially as we face the threat of a worldwide pandemic, with the United States leading in new cases and number of deaths, it is imperative that we do our part in social distancing and working on your Armchair Genealogy is a great way to enjoy that time of separation!

      May this find all my readers in good health. Those who have experienced loss, my most sincere condolences. This Coronavirus has also affected our family. We lift prayers every day and night that God will bless our world with the scientific and medical expertise to find a cure.

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View From My Back Steps


Ironweed
 
One of the biggest plants in the mass of terracotta pots on my patio is my clump of ironweed. And this week it’s starting to bloom. 
 

Named for its tough stem, Ironweed has excellent upright form in the garden. The intense purple bloom color stands out in the summer landscape (July in Texas, later in cooler climates), attracting many butterflies and other pollinators. While this tall, stately plant occurs naturally in moist soils and tolerates brief flooding, it grows equally well in average garden soils. The plant height may be reduced by cutting back the stems in late spring but I like them tall – about three feet.




Ironweed can be an aggressive spreader by seed and may not be suitable for smaller gardens, but is very effective in background borders, cottage gardens, rain gardens and wildflower meadows. Self-seeding can be mitigated by removing some of the flower heads before they go to seed. However, the dark rigid stems topped with contrasting fluffy seed heads offer beautiful late season interest. I just let mine do what they do best – bloom and set seed!



Not Frostweed

The irony (pardon the pun) is that when I planted this I thought it was frostweed, which is an entirely different wildflower. The error was welcome, though, as frostweed has fairly plain white flowers, whereas ironweed’s clusters of fluffy purple flowers are unique and last a long time. And, given water from time to time in the hottest months, ironweed will stay erect and handsome, losing just a few of its lower leaves. It’s a true perennial and returns reliably every spring after winter dormancy.



May Display

I keep the pot containing this handsome fellow close to my steps so I can easily enjoy the delicate details of the flowers and admire the occasional big butterfly visitor. I’m hoping it spreads to other pots and to the general garden (and appear this year to have a second pot of them, volunteered). This is definitely the kind of flower you want in a native plants garden – sturdy and vigorous and beautiful!



Winged Visitor


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Irish Eyes


LEFT-HANDERS DAY AND THE STORY BEHIND THE VALLEY OF KNOCKANURE

I’m not one of them and if you are you represent 10% of the population. You may have been discriminated against and subjected to cruelty in the past. Even today the other 90% don’t fully understand you even though you are probably more creative than they are.

We Irish are great for knowing feast-days etc. But how many of us know that August 13th is International Left-handers Day.

Some years ago I compiled and presented a radio programme on the subject and there was not a lot of interest in the subject on this island. Now the Left-handers of Ireland have their own club. Their email is: lefthand@e-ireland.ie They feature an on-line shop where you can purchase items designed for the left-hander and their Newsletter includes much useful information:

“As left-handers, we are very adaptable and most of us cope very well with the “right-handed world”. Many left-handers do not realise the benefit they could get from using left-handed items as they have always got by with the right-handed versions of the various items such as scissors. However, having actually tried the products and found that they really do make a difference, they often write to tell us that they would not be without them now!

Left Hand Questions and Answers
We are sometimes asked a variety of questions. Here are three that we are most often asked:
Q. Are left-handers more artistic than right-handers?
A. Left-handers are often thought to have a higher spatial awareness than right-handers. There have been some very famous left-handed artists, among them Michelangelo and Leonardo da Vinci. They were both members of the Renaissance school of artists that encouraged its members to paint with both right and left hands. There was one study of art students that reported that 21% were left-handed and 28% were mixed-handed. There have been other studies which did not agree with these findings. There have been similar studies and similar findings done with architect students. However, the fact remains that architects have frequently reported a high number of left-handers in their ranks.

Q. How old is a child when you can tell if he/she is going to be left-handed?
A. Most babies use both hands initially, and no preference is generally noted until the child is around seven to nine months. This should become consistent at about eighteen months. Even then, the preference may not be established until the child is around three years old, when a more definite pattern of preference can be seen. The degree of hand preference continues until the child is at least nine years old. Children who draw with their right hand, but throw or catch a ball for example, with their left hand have not established their dominance.

Q. If a left-handed child is forced to write with the right hand, will a stutter develop?
A. It has been reported in children who have been forced into using their right-hand. Much of the early research showed high percentages of changed non-right handers with stutters. From the ‘40's, researchers suggest the stress ******ed the speech defect, and others suggest that there was no connection between enforced change and stuttering at all. Even so, it is unwise to force a non-right hander into right handedness.”
Well Known lefthanders include:

Paul McCartney, Paul Simon (Simon & Garfunkle), George Michael, Curt Cobain (Nirvana). Martin Turner (Cartoonist Irish Times), Bertie Ahern. Bill Clinton, George Bush snr. Whoopie Goldberg, Ken Barlow (Coronation St). Monica Seles (Tennis), Mike Weir (Golf). Albert Einstein, Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and Beethoven.

Psychologists have written many articles about handedness. Some have attempted to change lefthanders from a lovable klutz to a doomed race. Some have argued for a variety of reasons, ranging from less immunity to disease to a higher accident rate, lefties didn’t live as long as righties.

There are those that claim there is evidence that left-handedness are caused by minor brain damage at birth. As a result, lefties are clumsier if perhaps also more creative. Some medical literature report lefties have a higher accident rate, are more likely to have their fingers amputated due to power-tool accidents, suffer more write fractures, etc. They also claim lefties suffer a higher incidence of allergies, epilepsy, schizophrenia, and certain learning disabilities. Other studies show lefties with an unusually high frequency of depression, drug-abuse, bed-wetting, attempted suicide, lower-than-normal birth weight, sleeping disorders, and autoimmune diseases. Sports experts say lefthanders have a better natural curve when throwing a baseball. However, they always follow this statement by stating the lefthander may have a natural curve, but he never knows where the ball is going. In the past left handers were known as “sinistrals”. ( In Ireland the word was “cíteog”. My late father used to describe the left hand as “the hand the Devil wipes his arse with”.

According to the lefties Newsletter:)”.

“When I entered the military service, they ordered me to salute the Officers with my right hand. Why? I wanted to salute with my left hand. Who started this saluting with the right hand in the first place? Someone said it was Napoleon, but what does he know? He’s dead!”

“Greetings between two individuals usually begin by shaking hands, RIGHT HANDS. Who started this? Was it Napoleon?”

“Do you know when I purchase a baseball glove I must pay more for it then same type of right-handed glove? Because it happens to be left-handed. I asked the salesman why do they charge more for the left-handed gloves? He said they do not manufacture as many even though they use same amounts of material. That’s interesting! So, if they make a glove for a nonexistent hand, the price would be prohibitive?”

“Try buying left-handed golf clubs, now that will cost you a bundle. Oh well, I guess we should consider ourselves fortunate, so far they have not forced us to buy left-handed basketballs”.

“Do you realize all playing positions on a baseball team are not available to lefthanders? Let me walk out on the field and tell the coach I want to play third, shortstop or second-base – he will tell me I’m not qualified, I’m LEFT-HANDED. How many catchers do you know that were left-handed? So, out of nine positions we qualify for only five. Forty-four point 4 percent of the team is selected before we arrive at the ballparks. Coincidentally, all right-handers qualify for all positions. I say strike three. You’re ALL out!”

“How many left-handed guitars are available to us “Southpawlers???? Oh, do not mind that – just play the right-handed guitars, not that much difference. SURE! Of course, the same applies to other musical equipment, pianos, fiddles, etc. I think these individuals are all “OUT OF TUNE.??? Oh well, someone has to carry the gear.”

“Have you ever experienced a right-handed person teaching a left-handed person how to tie shoestrings or neckties? I recall, as a youngster, someone was teaching me to put the correct shoe on the correct foot. I took the left shoe, put it on my left foot and the individual said, “very good, you put it on the RIGHT foot.”

Incidentally, a thorough scientific study has determined ALL polar bears are left-handed, or, maybe we should say left-pawed.
An Irish leftie has proposed the following “bill of lefts”
    1) Free to salute with either hand from noon ‘til midnight.
    2) Free to place the left hand over the heart while paying respects to our flag.
    3) Free to suck your left thumb from noon to midnight.
    4) Right-handed citizens cannot call you LEFTY, SOUTHPAW, WEIRDO, FREAK, SPACE CADET, CLUMSY, ETC.
    5) Free to shake hands with the left hand from noon ‘til midnight.
    6) Scissors must be manufactured for either hand. All right-handed manufactured tools must contain a left-hand modification kit.
    7) A rule preventing players on baseball teams from wearing a glove and a rule allowing left-handed pitchers to hit at least three players during a game.
    8) Authority to change all plumbing systems. We want that darn hot water control on the RIGHT side. You would be surprised how many lefthanders have been sizzled by that left control. We want ALL controls changed. Example: To start the water flow you must rotate the control clockwise. (That should get a few of them).
    9) Authority to reconfigure the entire transportation system to satisfy left-handed requirements. Example: All highways redesigned to make the left lane the primary lane. All signs must point to the left and, certainly, no right turns would be allowed.
    10) All sport games must be designed for clockwise movement. For example: In baseball the first base will be moved to third base and third base to first base. All auto race tracks, horse-racing tracks, ice racing events, running tracks, etc must be configured for clockwise movement.

That’s what the lefties have to say; I’m not really qualified to comment, being a dextral, although it has been suggested that I’m ambidextral (equally clumsy with both hands). Right?

* * * * *


Nearly every Irish person will be familiar with the ballad “The Valley of Knockanure.” But what about the story behind it?

“I, Pádraig Ó Ceallacháin, formerly Príomh-Oide Scoile of Knockanure NS Co. Kerry hereby affirm that about 20 years ago I brought to Mr. Bryan McMahon (sic) NT Ashe St. Listowel a few verses of a traditional ballad on the murdering at Gortagleanna (sic) Co. Kerry in May 1921 of three soldiers of the Irish Republican Army - Jermiah (sic) Lyons, Patrick Dalton and Patrick Walsh. I also supplied Bryan McMahon with a copy of the sworn statement of Con Dee the survivor and requested him to rewrite the ballad and to add whatever verses were necessary so that it would be historically accurate. This Bryan McMahon did and later supplied me with printed copies of the ballad in question "The Valley of Knockanure" a copy of which is affixed herewith.

Signed: Pádraig Ó Ceallacháin? Date: 16/8/69 ?Witness: Aibhistín Ua Ceallacháin”

I came across the above on a website called Listowelconnection.com and it reminded me of an interview I did nineteen years ago with Kerry songwriter Dan Keane I’m attaching link to same.

And the following account is from the Pres. school yearbook of 1992. In the days before the internet girls used to ask their parents and grandparents to tell them the stories of historical events.
The Martyrs of Gortaglanna

There was a mission on in Athea this particular week. Con Dee, Paddy Dalton and Paddy Walsh were after attending the mission on the morning of the 12th May 1921. They had Mass, Confession and Communion. They had come a couple of miles to Connors cross where they had arranged to meet Ger Lyons. As Ger arrived, the lorries which belonged to the Black & Tans surrounded them. The only thing the four men had with them was their rosary beads. They hadn’t expected to meet the Tans but it is rumoured that a woman in Athea told the Tans that she had seen them leaving a while earlier and that they were on the road. The Tans captured them, beat them up and threw them into the lorries. They took the four men about a quarter of a mile in the direction of Listowel. They took them out of the lorries and marched them into a field where there was a fort. This field is now known as the “Martyrs’ Field”. This field was owned by William McMahon of Kilmorna. The Black & Tans lined the four men up and selected a firing party from the Black & Tans. The Tans were ordered to shoot the four men, the orders were given and the shots rang out. Paddy Walsh, Paddy Dalton and Ger Lyons fell dead. Con Dee was wounded in the leg. He turned and ran down the glen as shots rang out after him. He kept going on towards the bog with his leg bleeding heavily until he came to a road. He had travelled a mile when he was spotted by a man who had a horse car and rail. He put Con into the horse car and covered him over and brought him a mile or two towards Coilbee and put him into a meadow and hid him in a dyke and contacted some of the other comrades.

Con was collected by Donal Bill O’Sullivan who helped him across about eight fields to Enrights of Ballahadigue where a doctor was called from Listowel to treat his wound. He had lost a lot of blood by this time. Later that night Con Dee was removed in a pony and trap to a farm between Ballylongford and Lisselton where he was cared for until his wound healed and he had recovered to health. Con Dee emigrated to Philadelphia in the late 1920s. He used to make regular visits to Ireland and called to the people who cared for him while he was wounded and would also call to the location where the murders had taken place. Con Dee died in Philadelphia about ten years ago.

Con Dee's tombstone in Queen of Heaven Catholic Cemetery, Cook County, Illinois
 

There is a monument in memory of these men at Gortaglanna and also the well-known song “The Valley
Knockanure” is dedicated to these men.

Interview with Dan Keane.wav

See you in September.

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Cooking with Rod



 
It is Summer and hot, hot, hot. But this recipe may well be worth heating up the kitchen! Or, save the recipe for the first cool days of Autumn. But, don’t lose the recipe – it is definitely a keeper.

Everybody, at least everyone I know loves Asian fusion flavors. This recipe takes a little work, but the end results are astounding. In Arizona, we were privileged to have large, beautiful seedless oranges almost year-round. Any orange will do, but navel oranges have that sweet flavor that works so well in this recipe.


My mouth is watering just thinking about how good this recipe is. Treat yourself and your family in a very, very special way ... try the three complementary recipes and the sauce.


Bon appetit ~!

 
M’s Orange Ginger Loin with Asian Rice Pilaf and Asian Fusion Salad
(Recipe by Melinda Cohenour - May 14, 2007)
 
Ingredients:
  • 5-7 lb pork loin, very lean
  • 1 bottle Ken’s Lite Asian Sesame Orange Ginger Dressing, fill “empty” bottle and do not rinse out
  • Garlic Powder
  • Sage
  • Mrs. Dash Chipotle Seasoning
  • 24 oz Water (add to pan only after juices have cooked down and loin begins to brown)
  • Orange rind ring and a few pieces orange fruit to add to liquid around loin (see salad preparation below)

Directions:

Rinse loin well, rubbing with hands to remove packing liquids from surface. Place in large pan (I use my large green enamel roasting pan). Pour entire bottle of Ken’s dressing over the loin, sprinkle liberally with dry seasonings. Place in 450° oven with no lid.
After loin browns and liquids have begun to reduce, add about three (3) 8 oz. glasses cold water to pan and turn loin when top side is perfectly brown. Season newly exposed surface with dry seasonings. Return to oven. Cook per suggested cooking time per weight of meat (about 2 ½ -3 ½ hours for 5 – 10 lb loin, if not frozen. Frozen meat takes longer.)

Pour juices from loin roasting pan to medium sauce pan. Pepper liberally and bring to a boil. Add paste of flour and water (about ½ cup flour in a bowl, add ½ cup water and whisk thoroughly) to boiling pan juices and stir until thickened. Serve as sauce for meat and rice pilaf.
Asian Rice Pilaf

While loin begins to cook, prepare rice pilaf. Plan one cup minimum rice per serving, adding liquids to large pan as follows: (I prepared Instant Rice – using 8 cups liquid and 8 cups dry rice. Do not add rice to pan until liquids, bell pepper, onions, and water chestnuts have come to a boil).

  • Juice from 1 can pineapple chunks, measure (about 1 cup)
  • Water (measure as adding) from Ken’s dressing bottle, shake well to loosen remaining dressing for flavoring of rice, about 2 ¼ cups liquid.
  • More water as necessary to have all liquid needed for your rice
  • 1 bell pepper, any color(s), cut in strips and then in dices, retain one handful for salad
  • 1 bunch green onions, rinsed, retaining handful of green tops for salad
  • 1 can sliced water chestnuts, thoroughly drained – do not use liquid.
  • 2 Tbsp. butter or oleo, if desired

Later, when cooked:


  • Cilantro (fresh), one small handful rinsed and de-stemmed leaves
  • Small package blanched or toasted, sliced almonds (do not add until end)
  • Pineapple chunks, reserved above

1. Time rice preparation to coincide with last few minutes of loin roasting. With instant rice, you will bring liquid mixture (including listed ingredients to and including butter) to a boil, add dry rice, stir in, bring back to a boil, set off heat and let sit for about 5 minutes. It should be moist and fluffy, not sticky.

2. Just before serving, add cilantro, pineapple and almonds and stir well. Return lid to pan to retain heat.
 
Asian Fusion Orange-Cilantro Salad
  • 1 package prepared American Salad mix (iceberg lettuce, carrot strips, green and purple cabbage)
  • 1 handful retained bell pepper dices
  • 1 handful retained green onion tops
  • 2 large, seed-free or de-seeded oranges, remove ends to fruit, slice in ½ in. slices and remove fruit sections OVER salad (to let juices dress greens as you work).
  • Use rind of one slice in loin roast.
  • ¾ cup Cilantro leaves, rinsed and de-stemmed
3. Place bowl of salad in refrigerator to become crisp while loin and rice are being prepared.

4. When loin is fully cooked, lift meat to carving board and let stand to retain juices. Slice thinly after it stands about 10 minutes.

5. Serve with rice as a side and drizzle the sauce over both. The Asian Fusion Salad provides the perfect complement to this dish. Cool glasses of iced tea or lemonade will please the palate. Hot, crispy rolls or crusty French bread provide the perfect touch.
(Melinda Cohenour)



Orange Ginger Loin - Asian Rice Pilaf and Asian Fusion Salad


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Introspective



 
Working as a teacher in, China, I have seen firsthand the value of acquiring higher education. I have also witnessed how education, raised the standard of living for millions of people here. There are now over 550 million in China that have a middle-class income. That is more than the entire population of America and the standard of living in China will continue to rise due to the growing educational opportunities. Unfortunately, the middle-class in America is shrinking due to a widening gap between those who have much and those who have little in terms of a good quality of life.

A half-century ago the average high school graduate in America could find a job and achieve a middle-class income. A person seeking employment today with just a high school diploma will most likely earn less than the average college graduate. Good employment opportunities will be harder to find for those lacking a degree, especially in today’s world. With high unemployment, (due to the Coronavirus) many in America are and will continue to struggle to find decent-paying jobs. The number of underemployed may continue to rise as well.

I tell my students that a College degree shows potential employers that they possess critical thinking skills and that they value their education. There are many in America and China that question whether the high cost involved in earning that degree is worth the time and effort. Those same people will argue that there are many job seekers with degrees who can’t find work in their field. But people who enter the job market passing up an opportunity to go to college are most likely shortchanging their future for the here and now. Some choose to return to school in later years but find that it is harder to earn a degree with the added responsibilities that come with raising a family.

There is a growing number of adults returning to school though to better themselves by acquiring trade skills. They understand that it is their only option for better employment. Within the past thirty years or so education not only raised the standard of living in China but also had a profound impact on China’s growing economy. The economy here is on fast forward and it's growing exponentially with no sign of slowing down, it now has the largest domestic economy in the world. This is also adding to the higher standard of living in China due to higher wages being spurred by the rising job market.

More students in China are also traveling abroad to continue their education, not because education is so much better outside of China but rather, they understand the value of experiencing other cultures. Some of my students have commented in my cultural diversity class that learning new languages is not enough to get by in our global economy. You must also understand the cultures of those countries you want to do business with through international commerce. To be successful in business you must understand the cultural preferences of the corporate buyers on the global market. That is just one of the reasons why China is so open to the cultural exchange programs of various nations.

Throughout history, many conflicts among nations have occurred due to a lack of cultural understanding. An Educated society though can help its citizenry overcome negative preconceived notions and negative stereotypes that have led to national conflicts in the past.

Many cultural exchange students who traveled abroad experienced firsthand how their negative perceptions of foreigners changed to positive experiences. This occurred when foreign students simply interacted with one another while studying abroad.

There are many cultural exchange programs sponsored by American and foreign Universities. They are helping students from all over the world come to a greater understanding of the various cultures that make up our human race. When we gain a deeper understanding of other cultures, we in turn gain a deeper understanding of our own culture. That knowledge is truly valuable because when properly applied it can forge alliances build a deeper understanding of the cultural norms and customs of people throughout the world.

The appreciation of a country’s art, food, literature, and music is also part of the cultural experience. China is influenced by western music, western artifacts, classical literature from the west, and American food. American movies are hugely popular as well and they have had a profound impact on China’s perception of America. When the Chinese come to the U.S. the first thing, they realize is America is not like what they see in the movies.

In America and China, College students are gaining a clearer understanding that by placing themselves in the service of others they gain a stronger sense of their self-worth. Volunteerism lends itself towards boundless opportunities. Utilizing the students’ skills, knowledge, and education not only enhances the community but it also opens countless doors towards enhancing the student’s wellbeing. Upon graduation, it shows potential employers that they take civic responsibility and pride in their community.

In America, just like in China, many University educated individuals may not land those high paying jobs fresh out of their University, but many will turn to non-governmental service jobs. They will gain a sense of civic responsibility and work experience that is vital for landing jobs with higher pay.

Statistics show that educated individuals are more likely to vote and get involved in the political process. College graduates fresh out of school are also more likely to work for community agencies helping the less fortunate better themselves.

A college education can also lead to a life of continued learning and an appreciation of the opportunities that come with that learning. Many adults return to school not just for higher degrees but to simply take courses for self-enrichment to learn new skills or pursue hobbies and interests. Self-enrichment cannot be financially quantified though especially when that education is achieved throughout one’s lifetime.

A child’s education is vital to America’s future and our national wellbeing. Adults must do all that can be done to encourage the youth of America to continue their learning and to put their education to good use.

When students of mine get accepted to foreign Universities they feel as if they achieved something of extraordinary value. In reality, they have, because a great education cannot be measured monetarily it can only be freely shared through one’s character of achievement.

I tell my students that the true worth of a person is not measured through one's salary or what they spent on earning their degrees. What a student learns in the classroom will not ultimately define who they are as human beings either - but how well they live in communion with others will in the end define their true character. In other words, a person’s true worth can be measured by how well they spend their lives in the service of others. I have discovered over the years that what we give to our community, we, in turn, give to ourselves. When we enhance the lives of those in need, we, in turn, enhance our own lives - because what we give to others comes back to us in greater fold.

Fools will continue to strive for the material possessions they do not have but wish to gain. The wise on the other hand will develop what they already possess within themselves.

Higher learning is the means of developing the skills, knowledge, and understanding, that is truly needed in developing one’s true potential and in gaining a fulfilling career.
    Always with love from Suzhou, China
    Thomas F O’Neill
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Sifoddling Along


 

Jail Tales


These days of confinement to avoid the COVID virus remind me of jail stories. McDonald County has always been a little casual about keeping alleged criminals away from normal society. The original jail was simple, a large hole dug in the earth. The cover must have been somewhat lacking in security as at least one jailbreak occurred. In 1909 a sturdy stone jail was constructed, but it was not always a deterrent to keep prisoners in place.

Tale #1: A slight young man grew tired of jail and decided to leave. A trusty learned of his plan and reported them to the sheriff. That night the prisoner carefully removed all his clothes and tossed them outside. He then covered his body with grease and worked his way through the bars.

As he dropped to the ground, he heard a gruff voice behind him saying, “Are you thinking about going somewhere, son?” Needless to say, he spent the rest of his allotted time in the pokey.

Tale #2: While in the county many years ago, a visitor was a few miles out of town calling on a relative. As they stood in the yard to say goodbyes, a beat-up old station wagon blew past. The driver honked in greeting. “Who was that? The visitor asked. The response was a little surprising.

“Well, it is a little complicated. He is a prisoner in the jail.”

“What! It seems he isn’t there at the moment.”

“Um, he committed a white-collar crime that normally would require an extended stay in the State Prison in Jefferson City, but local authorities decided since he has only one lung, it would be detrimental to his health to go there, so he is serving his sentence locally.”

“What is he doing driving in the country?”

“He gets a little anxious from the noise in town, (“How noisy can a village of 700 people be?”) so he goes for a drive to calm his nerves. It does no harm and he always returns promptly.”

Tale # 3: This one is personal. While attending classes at the University of Arkansas, I drove home one evening and parked the car in front of my house. Leaving the keys in the car, as usual, I started across the street to see my parents (small towns always have nearby relatives). Three young men came along. I didn’t know them, but greeted them anyway. “Nice evening,” I said.

“Nice evening,” one replied and we went on our separate ways.

In a few minutes, we heard a helicopter flyover. My parents had a police scanner (as most people in McDonald County seem to do.) We quickly learned that the “nice” young men had broken out of jail. I suppose that had I acted fearful, the results might have been different. Nevertheless, my dad was so upset at the thought of me being kidnapped we had to give him a Valium.

The escapees were at large for a while, but soon were returned to their new temporary home.

We can only hope that our own incarcerations end as well.

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Consider This


 

Men on Vacation

Here's a simple observance of mine
Don't call me sexist. It's just my opine.
And I know it's really not always true,
And I also know that you might argue.
But here's the deal, it's no affectation
You can always tell men who're on vacation.
I'll tell you why if you're really curious
Although it'll make a lot of gents furious.
But they seem to dress in horrid apparel
When they'd really do better dressed in a barrel.
These normally well-dressed men decide
To find a sweet cottage by the seaside.
Then on day one of their vacation
(They ought to be forced to deportation,)
They put on some shorts of vomitus plaid
And their shirts? The best description is "bad."
These guys who dress well on business days
Whose wildest colors are black, grey, and beige
Just lose it and suddenly they're wearing a symphony
Of baroque colors more like a timpani.
These guys seem to not feel the tiniest shame
Of walking about in shirts aflame
With Hawaiian patterns, or prints or stripes
Of mismatched splendor of ghastly types
Of every material known to man,
The clothes on these guys look like Grandma's divan.
And what's with their socks? Don't they have a clue?
Black socks and black shoes with shorts just won't do.
Especially short black socks, especially nylon
The clothes on these guys no house fly would fly on.
Some wear tank tops when they really not oughtta
Over huge bellies. They don't really gotta.
And those hats, there really should be a law
They inevitably make all viewers guffaw.
But there's one sure way you can always tell
When a man's on vacation, though he does rebel.
It's while he's shopping with his dear wife
And she's trying on clothes as if her life
Is about to end, so she'd better buy lots,
And her husband awaits her, thinking bad thoughts.
The way you can tell those poor guys on holiday?
It's clear to all, for them it's no jolly day.
They're the guys with the big sour pusses
Looking a lot like furious gooses.
They're the guys who're muttering curses.
They're the guys forced to hold their wife's purses.

©2020 LC Van Savage

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On Trek


 

Variety of Love

The night sky glistens stars.

Stars are positioned with purpose, painting
pictures of Constellations, works of art.

Unconditional love flows to us every night via the starry skies,
making a wish upon a star a reality.

The showcase of stars moves with precision much like a ballerina,
with every move choreographed to perfection.

The evening display fades allowing the sun to tiptoe in
bringing light and warmth to every soul on the planet.

Feel the energy of love every evening and every day.
We are blessed in so many rays and ways,

Let us continue to be grateful!!

Judith 7-28-2020
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Mike Craner Ramblings



 
The following is not my own words, but my compilation. Feel free to share if you enjoy it. I hope it takes your mind off of reality for a little while because lately reality has become unreal. I love you.


So between all the political attacks, something happened in China and the whole world shutting down… I’ve seen the signs, and I see a bad moon rising, I feel like we’re on the eve of destruction and I’ve had enough. I need changes in latitude, time to escape, but there is nowhere to run to.

Oh, I’ve been looking… China Grove, San Francisco, Lodi but I don’t want to get stuck there again. I started out sitting on a corner in Winslow, AZ, caught a ride with a girl in a flat bed ford until we were running on empty. I DID try to tell her about it. Next I took the last train to Clarksville with my good friend Jerimiah (oh joy) until we got to the end of the line.

There I met an L.A. woman, I loved her madly, she was just what I needed and we let the good times roll for a little while until I heard through the grapevine that she was my best friend Jesse’s girl. After that I had to get out of this place so I headed down to Creeque Alley where I met Windy, she had stormy eyes and I asked her, “Do you wanna dance?” She made me feel fine, 8 days a week… That ended yesterday, although I will always cherish her.

I decided to go up the country, but first I had to cross a desert on a horse with no name… I found myself dreamin' of California and before I knew it, I was sitting on the dock of the bay. Good times. I finally felt like I was into something good when I met Mrs. Brown’s daughter, but she didn’t love me, though she was lovely. Diana I thought was the one for me for sure, (do you believe in magic?) but she couldn’t stay by me. She broke my heart into bits and pieces, over and over again. Now I’m all out of love. Hit me with your best shot.

Finally, I decided there is nowhere to run, so perhaps I need to go to some other time. As I understand it, it’s just a step to the left and a jump to the right. I ended up in the year 2525 and realized it’s the end of the world as we know it… and I feel fine, because despite all the small things, the heart of rock and roll is in Cleveland even if Electric Ave is closed I can still go down on the corner and walk my dinosaur down to the love shack where one thing leads to another.

It’s been a cruel summer, but I heard a rumor… and I just can’t get enough. Everybody wants to rule the world, don’t ask me why. Sweet dreams!

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God Will Come Down

(Numbers 11:1-17)
 
The people loathed the manna.
     And looked back to Egypt's sands;
"When shall we have some flesh," they moaned,
     "Or leave this barren land?"
Continuously their whining came,"
     'Til Moses's heart did rend--
With broken words to God he prayed,
     "When will my burdens end?"

"Have I conceived this people all
     That I must on this road,
Be unto them a father wise?
     I cannot bear my load!"
He bowed--dejected--spirit crushed,
     His failure loomed so high,
But, in that hour the victory came,
     His god had heard his cry!

"Choose seventy men to come with thee,
     Your spirit with them I share,
Alone you will not have to stand,
     The burdens they can help you share.
I will come down and talk with thee."
     That voice so sweet could sorrow lift,
Sunshine of God's presence had come,
     Those clouds of deep despair to lift.

When my day is black with problems,
     Unsolved they stand, and I afraid,
Lord, may I come as Moses did--
     Humbly to Thee to cry for aid.
As bleeding, aching there I bow,
     Oh, give me hope and may I see
Thy gracious mercy as you say,
     "I will come down and talk with thee."

©circa 1970-1980 Linnie Jane Joslin Burks

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A Yogurt Ritual


 
Every day at noon
We perform a little rite.

I open up my yogurt cup
And make the foil lid a tent

So you can use
Your soft pink tongue

To lap the yogurt off
That’s clinging to the inner side.

Some might think
You owe a show of thanks;

I know different.
I am beholden too,

For you share as well,
Giving to me freely

Of your sweet meows,
Your furry self,

As we complete this creamy boon,
This blessed sacrament.

©2020 John I. Blair, 7/19/2020

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This Is How I Learned to Cry



I was walking down the street
Right in front of me
Memories from the long-ago past

Thinking of the things I still regret
The words I won’t forget
All these things that were meant to last

This is how I show I try
It's how I know to get by
Staying ashore
Writing a song
This is not arithmetic at all

This is how I learned to cry
It’s a path on another side
Laying low
Following the road
This is not sympathy at all

I was in a hazy dream
Fast asleep
Tired and weak, but walking around

I was searching desperately
Right in front of me
A portal to another wing

One could blame this all on science
A road full of defiance
Living as if I’m in a dream

This is how I show I try
It's how I know to get by
Staying ashore
Writing a song
This is not arithmetic at all

This is how I learned to cry
It’s a path on another side
Laying low
Following the road
This is not sympathy at all

I was walking down the street
Right in front of me
Memories from the long-ago past

©7/29/2020 Bruce Clifford

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Out of Sight Out of Mind



Out of sight
Out of mind
The ways of the world
Passing time

Rocketship
Sure shot glide
Manicured lawns
Passing time

All to the left
All to the right
All to the days
All to the nights

Out of sight
Out of mind
Living so rough
Staying alive

Motion phase
Sunset fears
Painted windows
Halls of tears

Look up high
Look down below
Sinking feelings
Not letting go

Out of sight
Out of mind
In this cruel world
Trying to survive

©7/27/2020 Bruce Clifford

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Riotous Assembly


 
All you do is Break things,
you burn, you hurt, you Take things
the chaos in your head comes out
and all you do is scream and shout

You reply with Violence
and then you cry for Recompense
when all we had is smashed and broken
hate remains, just left unspoken

We hear the noise, tho not the words
you stand there, in the rubble
and when the dust has settled,
you leave, to seek more trouble

Your Body has addictions,
your Mind don't understand
there's going to be Frictions,
things will get out of hand

There is no Help, where there is Hate
There is no Hope, it's all too Late
Love won't heal a broken mind
Let's get Real, be Good. Be Kind.

©July 27, 2020 Phillip Hennessey

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The Will to Glide


 
This is going on and on and on
The spaces from either side
Taking time out for a ride
This is going on and on and on

The days turn into a new day
The night moves on in subtle ways
All of the dreams we made
Wishing for a brand new day

This is going on and on and on
The limits from afar and distant song
Taking each moment in stride
In the wind of clouds and the will to glide

The will to glide
It’s all going down
The will to glide
In the vacuum of sound
The will to glide
In the morning air
The will to glide
Does anyone care

This is going on and on and on
Every space on the borderline
A place where time stands still
Going in for the kill

The days turn into what was
Each moment from up above
Taking each memory to survive
This world of troubles and lies

The will to glide
It’s all going down
The will to glide
In the vacuum of sound
The will to glide
In the morning air
The will to glide
Does anyone care

©7/6/2020 Bruce Clifford

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Morning Alarm


 
Once more the beep
Of the morning alarm
Wakes me at six,

Reminds me it’s time
For pills again,
Draining my bladder,

First feeding ferals
On the floodlit patio,
Filling the outside water bowl

Then the inside one
Where my indoor cats
Slake their indoor thirst,

Topping their own food,
Checking my soul for loss and pain,
Yawning wide, then back to sleep.

©2020 John I. Blair, 7/21/2020

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Frozen Moments

I offered my heart
Of who I’m to be
I traveled so far
On land and on sea



I tendered my soul
In each ray of light
The memories grow cold
They drift out of sight

Can you dream in a wish
Are you hanging on by your fingertips
Will you remember each line
These frozen moments in time

I offered my heart
You can never believe
I’ve reached for the stars
Drifted far out to sea

I gave all I could
We’ve seen days and nights
The visions grow old
They drift out of sight

Can you dream in a wish
Are you hanging on by your fingertips
Will you remember each line
These frozen moments in time

©7/8/2020 Bruce Clifford

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Desirae



  

Why did you go away
Was it your time to go?
I'd really like to know
You were too young to leave
So many left behind to grieve
It's another sad year

I wish you were here You'll shine in the light
As always, you'll be quite a sight
Angels and family will welcome you
Some relatives you probably never knew

“God, my Great Niece is there”
“Please give her the best of care”
“She wasn't supposed to die”
“When she passed, it made people cry”

She's in good hands, this I know
Another Angel in Heaven, with a bright glow
She'll be with her Great Grandmother, and Great Uncles too
So I know they will guide her, in everything she'll do
Until we meet again, sweet Desirae
Your smile will be remembered, every day
 
©July 21, 2020 Bud Lemire
                       Author Note:
Desirae, thank you so much for being a part of my life.
You grew into a beautiful woman. I know your spiritual
presence will still be a part of our lives here on Earth.
Even though your physical presence would have been
much better. Those closest to you will need time to
grieve. They will miss you very much. I know in time
you will let them know, that the love you shared with
them here on Earth continues from Heaven. And they
will feel your touch and know, you are never far away.
And you'll be guiding them as they continue to journey
through their lives.
.

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What Is Your Wish



Would you want a child to be born into a world like this
A walk through the garden
A place like this
Not sure when this started
What’s your wish

There was once a time we could smile without faking
Could we be mistaken
In a world like this
Not sure when this started
What’s your wish

The air is still
We cry at will
When we take a path to the sea
Not sure what would be

Would you wish this world onto the innocent
A moment of reason
Days that were so relevant
Not sure how we parted
Unsure how this started
A walk through the garden

Would you want a child to be born during times like these
The ideas of the few
A place like this
Not sure when this started
What is your wish

©7/27/2020 Bruce Clifford

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Wednesday, July 1, 2020

Editor's Corner


 

July 2020

"Hot July brings cooling showers,
Apricots and gillyflowers."

--Sara Coleridge, Pretty Lessons in Verse.
 
One cannot but be amazed at the diversity among people when it comes to abiding by or even listening to the warnings and suggestions for personal and family safety in the face of this virus, which indeed some even deny exists. Please err on the side of carefulness and regard reports carefully for the source of the info they give. One must be aware that there is a great deal of "fake news" being touted and circulated, some by good people who think it is valid; some by pranksters who think it is funny to fool people. The old adage, "Better Safe than Sorry," is bramd new with today's fears.

Getting right to it, columns for this issue are: "Consider This," by LC Van Savage; "Cooking with Rod" by Rod Cohenour; "Introspective" by Thomas F. O'Niell; "View from My Back Steps" by John I. Blair; "Sifoddling Along" by Marilyn Carnell; "Armchair Genealogy" by Melinda Cohenour; "Irish Eyes" by Mattie Lennon; and "On Trek" by Judith Kroll aka Featherwind.

Phillip Hennessy's poem for July is "It's Hard to Love Someone;" John I. Blair's two are: "Cat Behind Glass" and "How Often." Bruce Clifford's two are: "Each Word in a Song" and "Sailboat Lake."

Bud Lemire's five poems are "New Awareness," "Spring into Summer," "The Traveler on a Bike," "A Seagull's Flight," and "Peeking Around Corners."

Here we are, Mike, at the end of June and presenting the July issue despite extreme triple digit weather most of the month. Once again I must declare how grateful I am for your expertise as well as your friendship and support in this endeavor.

See you in August.

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Armchair Genealogy


 

William Henry Joslin,
a Look At His Life and Times


      Growing up, I was regaled with tales of family, tidbits that seemed to enrich my understanding of how important family is to all its members. My mother was raised in a home filled with boys – her brothers, her cousins who had lost their parents and come to live with their Joslin grandparents, her uncle, father, and their friends and neighbors. By contrast, my father was an only child, tossed about in his early years until his maternal grandmother and her husband brought him to their farm and provided nurture, comfort, love, security and his own sense of the value of family. DaddyJack learned to love my mother’s parents deeply and enjoyed the camaraderie the full house provided. He made us smile as he, fondly, recounted his first venture to MomMay’s farm with the intent of courting her. We were watching Hee Haw, a favored comedy show at the time and DaddyJack started laughing. His laugh was a thing of wonder – a deep, rumbling, rich belly laugh that made everyone around him want to join in his glee. He said, “You know, those Joslin boys were all BIG men. Each about 6 foot or more, and none were lacking for girth. They all had a hound dog and everyone of them carried their own long rifle. Can you imagine my quaking knees as I ventured forth, intent upon my goal of a proper courting of a very proper beautiful young lady. As I trod the dirt path to the farm, from every field, every tree, behind every rock, I saw Joslin Boys, eying me warily. Believe me, it was true love that kept me on that path!”
 
Genealogical Profile:

      William Henry Joslin was born 11 April 1837 in Kane County, Illinois. The Joslin land patents indicate all lived in Burlington. His parents were William Riley Joslin and wife, Eunice Evans. My grandfather, James Arthur Joslin, always recounted his father was “William Henry Joslin, son of William, son of William.” The third, eldest, of that trio is our elusive and charming William “P. R.” Joslyn, whose initials (by which he was frequently called) have evaded decoding. Could it have been Papa Riley since the son was Riley? Perhaps Preacher Riley? Could it indicate another given name? Many parents bequeath their children with multiple given names. Could it be … William Paul Riley Joslyn? WHAT?

      The entry of the Joslyn family to Burlington, Kane County, Illinois, sparked quite a bit of intrigue – so much so it has been recorded in more than one History of Kane County Illinois. First a bit of history:

      According to "History of Kane County (IL) by R. Waite Joslyn & Frank W. Joslyn, 1908", P. R. Joselyn (sp) arrived in 1836, among the first people to occupy what would become the township of Burlington, Kane County, IL. He was followed in the year 1837 by his son Riley. A narrative text of the history of that county contains the following: *1835: Stephen Van Velzer claimed nearly the whole township. Settlers who followed were forced to buy land from him or face controversy.

      “P. R. Joslyn, a kind of migratory character, but a good man withal, settled in the town in the early part of 1836. He was originally from New Jersey, but had lived in Ohio, Kentucky and Indiana. From the latter state he came to Burlington. He had some difficulty with Van Velzer, in regard to his claim, who attempted to collect a sum of money from him as a bonus for the privilege of settling on it. Upon inquiry, he learned that Van Velzer had no just grounds for such demands, and so he settled upon the claim selected, in open defiance of him. His son, Riley Joslyn, came the next season, and took up a claim in the township.” SOURCE: History of Kane County Illinois: The Past and Present of Kane County, Illinois, 1878.


      The Joslin clan immersed themselves in local politics in each of the areas to which they migrated. They bought goods in auctions which also left a paper trail. There were also some intriguing little mysteries, such as the one your author found years ago regarding the Brick Wall master, P. R. Joslyn. It is known William Henry named his first-born son, Marion Alonzo. In one of my searches I found a listing for “the estate of P R Joslyn”. Immediately, located a genealogical inquiry site for that area and posted the following:
SOURCE: Name: Melinda Carroll (Joslin, maternal side) Cohenour Date:2001-09-09Herk/Mont Surnames Joslyn, Joslin, Clapsaddle Herk/Mont Towns Frankfort Special Topic Interests Genealogical Data Comments:
“My g-g-g-grandfather, P. R. Joslyn had an estate in Frankfort, Herkimer County, NY, that was mentioned in a Directory for that town in 1869 / 1870. In that timeframe, an Alonzo Joslyn was noted as the "farmer and overseer of the late P. R. Joslyn's estate." We have not been able to establish the familial relationship between P. R. and Alonzo.

 
P. R. Joslyn moved out of Frankfort at a date unknown and arrived in Kane County, Illinois in 1836, as noted in the "History of Kane County" published in 1908 by R. Waite Joslyn & Frank W. Joslyn. He was one of the early settlers in Kane County, Illinois, and one of the first of those settlers to die, in 1846 or '47 after occupying his homestead for a decade. He was followed to Kane County, IL, in 1837 by his son, Riley (James Riley Joslin). No record of Riley being in Frankfort, however, has been uncovered.
 
Our research into Alonzo Joslyn's family indicates a Gertrude Clapsaddle (Cattrout Klepsattle) married Andrew Joselyn in 1815. This Gertrude M. is shown to be in the household of Alonzo Joslin at a later date. We believe her to have been Alonzo's mother, Andrew Joselyn, his father. A record of this marriage made by the Reformed Church, Herkimer, 1815 - 1816, shows Andrew to be a son of Silvester (of German Flats) and Gertrude to be a daughter of Andreas Clepsattle. This record also lists Wilvester (sic) Joslin and Bolly Shoemaker, as witnesses. In the record for this church made in 1819-1820, Sylvester Joslin (son of the late Sylvester of German Flats) is shown to have married Elisabeth Steel, daughter of Nicholas. This marriage was witnessed by Rudolph J. Shoemaker and Thomas B. Gillespie. We then have Silvester's son, Hiram, marrying Elisabeth Helmer, daughter of Henry F. No witnesses are listed. If you have information, please correspond with me.
 
P. R. 's son, James Riley Joslin who (note the spelling change) married Eunice Evans and fathered William Henry Joslin (married 3 times, last to Malinda Ellen Bullard) and fathered James Arthur Joslin, my mother's father. Family lore indicates this branch was in NJ, NY, IL (Kane County, where PR died in 1846 / 1847), IND, OH, (Shelbyville), PA, and MO.
 
Any information you may have would be appreciated.”

      Could this be a relative, as yet unidentified, and the person for whom Marion Alonzo was named? Further research, obviously, is needed.

      The Joslin clan remained in Kane County, Illinois until the year following William P. R.’s death when a general group migration brought them into Missouri. We know of the year of P R’s death again by virtue of the excellent historical records maintained by R. Waite and Frank W. Joslyn:

       “THE FIRST DEATH: Each moment in dying bears with it a dead human being, flowers perish and spring again, suns set at eave and rise again in the East, but the dead render not up their dead to mortal eyes. Death, the grand leveller of human greatness and human ambition, entered the infant settlement at an early period of its existence. Van Velzer's wife was the first victim of the grim tyrant. She died in 1837 and was buried amid the wildflowers of her prairie home. A native of the sunny South, her tender frame was unable to withstand the fierce winds of a colder clime. Others of the early settlers in time followed her to the better land. Joslyn, perhaps, was one of the first, and died about 1846-7. Stephen Godfrey died on his original claim in 1857, and Holden in 1875. VanVelzer sold out and moved into DeKalb County, where he died about the year 1867.”

       We can place the approximate year of their move to Missouri by the Census records which indicate year and PLACE of birth for household members. William Henry’s sister, Sarah A. was born in Illinois in 1844. His brother, Harvey E. was born in 1847 in Missouri. This agrees with the family choosing to make their move following the death of their father in the timeframe 1846-1847.

      The US Federal Census enumerated 7 Nov 1850 for District 64, Nodaway, Missouri, lists the following household: Riley Joslin 55, Eunice Joslin 45, Johnathan C Joslin 15, William H Joslin 13, Leonard M Joslin 9, Sarah A Joslin 5, and Harvey E Joslin 3. Our William Henry is a strapping young man of 13. Shortly before this Census, we learn of a momentous event in his life. (NOTE: the handwritten note below indicates his age to have been 18 when this trip was made; however, records show the trip had to have been undertaken in early 1850 for the death information in May of 1850 for Rhoda Orvis Joslin research discovered to validate the tale.)

      When William Henry was eighteen years old and living in North Missouri, he started to California in the Gold Rush with his uncle and family. They all got sick out on the Plains with cholera and turned back to Missouri. The entire family died, except for William Henry and a small girl, Mary, four years old. Later, she became Mary Schooley. He returned the four-year-old girl to another uncle in Nodaway County, Josiah Joslin, who took her and cared for her. She lived with another uncle (Josiah Joslin) until she was older. Grandpa wouldn't talk about this very much. SOURCE: Family History Notebook maintained by Carrie Bullard Joslin; this entry dated 1946.

      Research into this event may lead to an understanding of the apparent (not proven nor spoken of) alienation of the family of Josiah Joslin, uncle to William Henry and a brother to Riley Joslin. No records of letters, family get-togethers, or other events show Riley and Josiah to have been close. They lived not that distant albeit travel was not undertaken lightly in those days. It has been suggested they were half-brothers, Riley and Josiah, born to two different wives of P. R. and young Jonathan (the ill-fated uncle to William Henry whose wife, and other family members contracted cholera on that trip to find their fortunes) was a full brother to Josiah. (This has not been confirmed.) Taken from more of my notes and compiled research is the following:

       Jonathan Joslin was born circa 1818 in OH and died 1851 in Andrew Co., MO. Jonathan married Rhoda Orvis July 3, 1845 Kane Co., IL. Rhoda died in May of 1850 Andrew Co., MO. [One of the more tragic tales in our lines' history. Jonathan, his young wife Rhoda, her younger brother, our great-grandfather, William Henry, and others joined a wagon train headed to California during the Gold Rush. The wagon train chanced upon tainted water, it is believed, for most contracted cholera on the Plains. Whatever the disease, Rhoda succumbed early, and Jonathan died after a lingering illness. Their little daughter, Mary Elvira Rhody Eliza (think I have the order of the names correct) Joslin -- later known as Mary Schooley, and our great-grandfather, William Henry, are believed to have been the only ones who survived. Family history notes that William Henry brought the little girl to his Uncle Josiah who, with his wife, Peggy Carnahan Joslin, raised the child as their own. Rhoda Orvis Joslin's death is listed in the Mortality Schedules for that county in 1850. Jonathan died in 1851, I believe.]

      From Wikipedia, we find the following: During the California Gold Rush, cholera was transmitted along the California, Mormon and Oregon Trails as 6,000 to 12,000 are believed to have died on their way to Utah and Oregon in the cholera years of 1849–1855. SOURCE: Rosenberg, Charles E. (1987). The Cholera Years: The United States in 1832, 1849, and 1866. University of Chicago Press. ISBN 978-0-226-72677-9.

      At any rate, this works to provide us with an intimate look at the life our ancestors led. The hopes and dreams and the heartbreaks they suffered along the way.

      Before his marriage, William Henry chose to enlist in the Union army. He served a full three years with the 33rd Regiment of Missouri Infantry. Again, we have both notes from our grandmother, Carrie, the early family historian as well as confirming public records to confirm his service. (Please see below for the separate documentation for his Regiment’s participation in the War.)

      William Henry joined the Northern Army in the Civil War from Nodaway County, Missouri, and served the entire four years under General A. J. Smith. When the War closed, he returned to North Missouri for a short time and then came to Jasper County, Missouri, where he met and married Sarah Jane Godwin in Carthage in 1866. They lived in Jasper and Lawrence Counties for about eight years and then moved to McDonald County. They both lived near Pineville until their death. [These notes were taken from the family notebook of Carrie Joslin in 1946.]

      Any time we discuss family historians, we cannot ignore the tremendous contribution to our knowledge furnished by Aunt Linnie Jane Joslin Burks. Here is one of her notes: When the Civil War came, William H. enlisted and fought four years in the Union Army. Some of his friends were from Joplin area, so he came back to South Missouri to find work. One of his friends was from Louisiana. He played a flute during the war. When they parted, he gave his flute to his friend, William H. Joslin. I still have the flute and have heard this story many times.

      This flute, along with all of Aunt Linnie Jane’s records, were to be handed down to your author. However, sadly, Uncle Edgar became unable to continue to live separately and it is believed my cousin, Alice Anne decided to donate the boxed materials to the library. At any rate, none of the treasures ended up in my possession. Alice Anne had devoted her life to library service, becoming the head of the Regional Library in Jefferson City.

      Additionally, among some documents handed down by Carrie Bullard Joslin, was a handwritten note appended to an enlistment form, together photocopied to become one document, that showed William Henry actually enlisted TWICE, records confirming that are shown below:

       Handwritten note indicates "William H. Joslin, son of James Riley Joslin, Enlisted Twice". A second form copied onto the same sheet reads as follows:] "William H. Joslin, aged 24, Rank Private, Company F, Captain Carr. Enlisted August 12, 1862, St. Joseph, Missouri. Mustered in, September 3, 1862, at B. Brks., Mo. Mustered out: August 10, 1865 at Benton Barracks, Mo."

      Unknown book, page 458 of Civil War data shows: "William H. Joslin, Company C. Cranor's 6th Regiment, Six Months’ MSM, Company F, 33rd Infantry Volunteer. Cranor 6th, Six Months Militia Mounted Volunteers, Private Rank, Company C, Captain Henry A. Fox, Enlisted and was mustered in St. Joseph, Missouri, on September 19, 1861. Mustered out February 13, 1862."
"William H. Joslin, Private, of Captain Edgar L. Allen's Company F, 33rd Regiment of Missouri Infantry volunteered. Enrolled 12 August 1862 to serve three years or duration of War, is discharged 10 August 1865, at Benton Barracks, Missouri, Andrew County. William H. Joslin, born in Rains County, Illinois, is twenty-four years of age, 5 foot 11 and one-half inches." [Army discharge record of W.H. Joslin.]

      This dedication to the preservation of the union of the United States leads into one of our family’s favorite stories. My mother’s paternal grandfather was William Henry Joslin. Her maternal grandfather was William Henry Bullard. (Her favorite uncle, “Uncle Doctor”, was William Henry Horton – but that is another story.) William Henry Bullard served in the Confederate Army. The two would later settle in McDonald County, Missouri, meet and marry their spouses – only to have their children meet and decide to marry! It has oft been said, family reunions at the Joslin-Bullard farm were like reliving the War. Bullard, auburn haired, blue eyed, Baptist, Democrat, Confederate. Joslin, black haired, blue eyed, Methodist, Republican, Union. Oh, my, my, my. To have been a fly on the wall.

      Great-grandfather William Henry continued to be involved in the betterment of his community. He was called Squire Joslin, was a Justice of the Peace (in 1909, at the age of 72, he resigned this position), held a number of elected positions on various boards and committees, he was elected President of the local school board, President of the Soldiers of the Olive and Grey, and was extremely active in every pursuit. From one of local newspaper entries, we find a typical story:

      PINEVILLE HERALD, Pineville Mo., October 13, 1905: The first annual reunion of the Soldiers of the Olive and Grey held at this place occurred last Saturday. While the attendance was not great, it was fair considering the short notices given. Several short and appropriate speeches were made, and all present seemed to enjoy the occasion. Officers elected for the next year for the organization of a reunion of the Olive and Grey are W. H. Joslin, President; J. N. Taylor, Vice President; Judge J. P. Caldwell, Secretary; and George W. Coombes, Treasurer.


      From about 1905 until his death in 1921, news stories relate several incidents where Squire Joslin had another bout with illness. Even so, he lived to experience the early deaths of more of his children. Both sons, Marion and Ora predeceased him. Ora passed away in 1914, Marion Alonzo in 1915. Those were hard blows.

      At the end, lobar pneumonia was the great leveler, coming on the heels of his being bedridden with inflammation of his gall bladder. The obituary posted for Great-Grandfather William Henry Joslin:

      PINEVILLE HERALD, Pineville Mo., April 1, 1921: Death of William Henry Joslin. William Henry Joslin, almost 84 years of age, passed away at his home in Pineville, at 3:30 o'clock Tuesday morning, March 29, 1921. His death was due to inflammation of gall bladder, he being confined to his bed less than three days. Mr. Joslin was born in Cane [Kane] County, Illinois, April 11, 1837. At the outlet of the Civil War, he aligned with the Union Army and served with it until the war's close. He later came to Jasper County, Mo. where he was married in 1866 to Miss Sarah J. Godwin. They moved to McDonald County in July 1872, and located 2 miles west of Pineville about 8 years ago. To this union were born seven children, Marion A., Ora F., James A., Edgar L., Belle, Pearl, and Ira L. one of whom survive, James A. Mr. Joslin has been a member of the Baptist Church since 1881. He enjoyed the confidence and esteem of all who had the pleasure of his acquaintance. A wife, one son, 19 grandchildren and 2 great grandchildren remain to mourn his death. The funeral was held at the home Wednesday afternoon, conducted by Rev. M.G. Elliff. Burial was in the Pineville Cemetery.

 

Gravestone-William Henry Joslin 1837-1921

      Thankfully, a photograph was taken of “Papa” with his beloved granddaughter, Lena May Joslin. She was born in 1918, and it appears she was about two or, maybe, even three when the picture was taken. It is the only known photograph we have of William Henry Joslin.


Papa-William Henry Joslin-and Lenamay 17 Jun 1920

Additional Info

UNION MISSOURI VOLUNTEERS
Joslin, William H:
Side: Union
Location: Missouri
Battle Unit: 33rd Regiment, Missouri Infantry
Function: Infantry
33rd Regiment, Missouri Infantry
OVERVIEW:
Organized at Benton Barracks, Mo., August 29-September 5, 1862. Attached to District of St. Louis, Mo., Dept. of Missouri, to December, 1862. 1st Brigade, 13th Division, 13th Army Corps, Dept. of the Tennessee, to February, 1863. 2nd Brigade, 13th Division, 13th Army Corps, to July, 1863. 2nd Brigade, 13th Division, 16th Army Corps, to August, 1863. Garrison, Helena, Ark., Army of Arkansas, to January, 1864. 1st Brigade, 4th Division, 16th Army Corps, Army of the Tennessee, January, 1864. 3rd Brigade, 1st Division, 16th Army Corps, to March, 1864. 3rd Brigade, 1st Division, 16th Army Corps, Dept. of the Gulf, to June, 1864, and Dept. of the Tennessee, to December, 1864. 3rd Brigade, 1st Division (Detachment), Army Tennessee, Dept. of the Cumberland, to February, 1865. 3rd Brigade, 1st Division, 16th Army Corps (New), Military Division West Mississippi, to August, 1865.
SERVICE:
Ordered to the field in Missouri September 22, 1862, and operations in Phelps, Dent, Texas and Wright Counties till December 19. Moved to St. Louis, thence to Columbus, Ky., December 19-25, thence to Helena, Ark., January 5, 1863. Expedition to Duvall's Bluff, Ark., January 16-20. Expedition to Yazoo Pass, and operations against Fort Pemberton and Greenwood February 24-April 8. Garrison duty at Helena, Ark., till January 28, 1864. Repulse of Holmes' attack on Helena July 4, 1863. Ordered to Vicksburg, Miss., January 28, 1864. Meridian Campaign February 3-March 2. Red River Campaign March 10-May 22. Fort DeRussy March 14. Occupation of Alexandria March 16. Henderson's Hill March 21. Battle of Pleasant Hill April 9. About Cloutiersville and Cane River Crossing April 22-24. At Alexandria, La., April 30-May 13. Bayou La Mouri May 7. Retreat to Morganza May 13-20. Mansura May 16. Yellow Bayou May 18. Moved to Vicksburg, Miss., thence to Memphis, Tenn., May 22-June 10. Old River Lake June 6. Smith's Expedition to Tupelo, Miss., July 5-21. Near Camargo's Cross Roads, Harrisburg, July 13. Tupelo July 14-15. Old Town Creek July 15. Smith's Expedition to Oxford August 1-30. Tallahatchie River August 7-9. Moved to Duvall's Bluff, Ark., September 3, thence to Brownsville, Ark. March in pursuit of Price through Arkansas and Missouri to Cape Girardeau, Mo., September 17-October 9. Garrison at Tipton and California, Mo., October 19-November 17. Moved to St. Louis, Mo., thence to Nashville, Tenn., November 24-December 1. Battle of Nashville, Tenn., December 15-16. Pursuit of Hood to the Tennessee River December 17-28. At Clifton, Tenn., and Eastport, Miss., till February, 1865. Moved to New Orleans, La., February 6-19. Campaign against Mobile, Ala., and its defences March 17-April 12. Siege of Spanish Fort and Fort Blakely March 26-April 8. Assault and capture of Fort Blakely April 9. Occupation of Mobile April 12. March to Montgomery April 13-25, thence to Selma May 1, and duty there till July 20. Moved to St. Louis July 20-August 3. Mustered out August 10, 1865.
Regiment lost during service 4 Officers and 52 Enlisted men killed and mortally wounded and 2 Officers and 229 Enlisted men by disease. Total 287.
SOURCE: National Park Service website, re Civil War: Joslin, William H.

Regimental History
Thirty-third Infantry
MISSOURI
(3-YEARS)

Thirty-third Infantry.

-- Cols., Clinton B. Fisk, William A. Pyle William H. Heath; Lieut.-Cols., W. A. Pyle, W. H. Heath, W. J. McKee, Majs., W. H. Heath, George W. Van Beck, W. J. McKee, A. J. Campbell.
This regiment was recruited under the patronage of the Union Merchants' Exchange of St. Louis, and was known as the "Merchants' regiment." It was the first regiment mustered in under the call of 1862, and started for the front on Sept. 22.
During the remainder of that year it was on duty at various places within the state, but on Jan. 5, 1863, it reported at Helena, Ark., and took part in Gen. Gorman's White River expedition. In February it formed part of Gen. Ross' expedition against Fort Pemberton, Miss., where it was for the first time under fire.
On April 8 it returned to Helena, where on May 5 it was placed in charge of the works. It remained at Helena until Jan. 28, 1864, when it was ordered to report to Gen. Sherman for the Meridian expedition. Here it was assigned to Veatch's division and remained in Mississippi until March 10, when Gen. Mower assumed command of the division, which was then ordered to join Gen. Banks in the Red River campaign.
In this campaign it was in the engagements at Fort De Russy, Henderson's Hill, Pleasant Hill, Marksville, Bayou de Glaize, and a number of minor skirmishes. On May 24 the 16th corps returned to Vicksburg, and in June the regiment formed part of an expedition against Lee and Forrest in Mississippi, having previously been in the fight with Marmaduke at Old River Lake, Ark.
Subsequently it was in the battles at Tupelo, after which it was ordered to Memphis and then to St. Louis. On Nov. 24, it left St. Louis by water for Nashville, Tenn., where it arrived in time to assist in the decisive defeat and the subsequent pursuit of the Confederate forces under Gen. Hood.
It then was moved to Mobile, Ala, where it played an important part in the reduction of Spanish Fort and Fort Blakely, after which it was on provost guard duty at Selma, Ala., until July 20, 1865, when it was ordered to St. Louis for muster out, and was discharged from the service on Aug. 10, 1865.
Source: The Union Army, vol. 4, p. 267
Battles Fought
Fought on 4 Jul 1863 at Helena, AR.
Fought on 9 Apr 1864 at Pleasant Hill, LA.
Fought on 18 May 1864.
Fought on 6 Jun 1864.
Fought on 14 Jul 1864.
Fought on 15 Nov 1864.
Fought on 15 Dec 1864 at Nashville, TN.
Fought on 16 Dec 1864 at Nashville, TN.
Fought on 22 Dec 1864.
Fought on 30 Mar 1865.



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