Friday, November 22, 2013

The Day the Basketball Teams Cried


One minute you can be a grade eight student
playing in a basketball tournament,
and in the next minute,
your world can change forever.



Wolfville High School Girls' Basketball Team
Photo from the Glooscap Yearbook, June 1964




My team was playing somewhere in a basketball tournament.
My memory says we played at East Kings District High School,
but I can find no record of such a school on line.

The school I remember did look a lot like
West Kings District High School.
And perhaps it was.
The current event of the day overwhelmed my memories.




West Kings District High School
Source: School Website




Truly I can't remember much of that fateful day
except young girls from all over the Annapolis Valley
crowded into a classroom,
looking at a tiny black and white television,
and crying ~ sobbing in disbelief and grief.
I was one of those players, and 
I remember the news reports
that rocked my world. 




The first JFK assassination bulletin
Source:  You Tube ~  King Daevid MacKenzie



We were not Americans.
We were Canadians.

We were not adults.
We were young teenagers.

It did not matter.
We cared deeply.

President Kennedy was someone 
who touched our hearts,
and we couldn't believe his light
was gone from our world.



President and Mrs. Kennedy
Main Street Dallas
Just Minutes Before the Assassination
Source:  Wikipedia



The tournament continued.
Nobody wanted to play.
Girls, teams, came in and went out of the classroom.

I remember nothing of the competition,
just the crying in the darkening room
as the day crawled into night
and my heart ached.



JFK ASSASSINATION BREAKING NEWS REPORTS- 
NBC, ABC, CBS…
Source:  You Tube ~ CHRAMO PRODUCTIONS



I won't presume to speak for my fellow players,
I can only report their stunned and grief-filled reactions.
But for me the world darkened.

People remember JFK for many reasons, but
I remember him for hope and optimism.
I remember him for bringing us back
from the brink of nuclear war.

President Kennedy challenged us 
to ask what we could do for our country
to reach for the moon, 
and to stand for freedom and justice for all.

Nuclear disarmament, service, space, and civil rights
captured my imagination because of JKF 
and have inspired many things I have done in my life.   

I remember when he was elected.



John F. Kennedy, White House color photo portrait.jpg VP-Nixon.png
                       Kennedy                                                          Nixon


ElectoralCollege1960.svg

Presidential election results map. 
Blue denotes states won by Kennedy/Johnson, 
Red denotes those won by Nixon/Lodge. 
Orange denotes the electoral votes for Harry F. Byrd 
Numbers indicate the number of electoral votes allotted to each state.
Source:  Wikipedia




I remember President Kennedy's Inauguration 
when he said,

“And so, my fellow Americans: 
ask not what your country can do for you--
ask what you can do for your country.”


All Americans would do well to remember his words today,
especially our leaders.


Chief Justice Earl Warren
Administers the Oath of Office
to the 35th President of the United States of America.
Source:  Wikipedia



I remember when President Kennedy 
launched the Moon Race in September 1962
and committed the USA 
to reaching the moon by the end of the decade.

"We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard, because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one which we intend to win, and the others, too.

It is for these reasons that I regard the decision last year to shift our efforts in space from low to high gear as among the most important decisions that will be made during my incumbency in the office of the Presidency."

John F. Kennedy,
Speech at Rice University, Houston, 12 September 1962
Source:  Wikipedia



Earthrise from Apollo 10
Source:  Wikimedia





I remember the tense, tense days 
of the Cuban Missile Crisis in October 1962,
and the day I came home from school
and my mother said,

"President Kennedy saved us from nuclear war today."


Soviet submarine B-59, 
forced to the surface by U.S. Naval forces 
in the Caribbean near Cuba. U.S.
October 28-29, 1962 
Source:  Wikipedia



I remember the traumatic Civil Rights Era
and President Kennedy's Civil Rights Address
on June 11, 1963 when he proposed
what became the Civil Rights Act of 1964.

Kennedy called on Americans to recognize civil rights 
as a moral cause and not a legal issue:

"We are confronted primarily with a moral issue.... It is as old as the scriptures and is as clear as the American Constitution.... One hundred years of delay have passed since President Lincoln freed the slaves, yet their heirs... are not fully free. They are not yet freed from the bonds of injustice... this Nation... will not be fully free until all its citizens are free.... Now the time has come for this Nation to fulfill its promise."

Source:  Wikipedia



President Kennedy Delivers His Civil Rights Address
Source:  Wikipedia




I remember Camelot.


The Kennedy's at Hyannisport, August 1963
Source:  Wikipedia


The Kennedy years in my young life
were a time of hope and optimism
when anything seemed possible.

It was incomprehensible that President Kennedy
could be gone in a heartbeat,
that the world could feel colder, darker, 
and more dangerous
in a moment.

I did not understand then what 
the assassination of President Kennedy meant 
politically, economically, socially,
or in terms of national security and foreign affairs.

I only knew that someone who inspired me
more than anyone else at that time was gone
and that if President Kennedy 
could be shot down in a Dallas street
then anything could happen to anyone, 
anywhere, anytime.




Source:  You Tube ~ antdavisonNZ




Source:  You Tube ~ WSJDigitalNetwork



Heroes die,
and it's left to us 
to live fuller and more meaningful lives
for having known them.

Thank you, JFK, for empowering my life.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

The Flip Side of the Story


Okay ~ I feel a compulsion to tell the whole truth!

You may remember in yesterday's post,
when I stopped my car,
pulled off the road,
jumped a barrier,
and slunk ran across the prairie
trying to get a little closer
as I chased pronghorns.

Such gorgeous wide open space
in the slanting late afternoon sun!

Well, I need to show you 
the flip side of the story.

Do a 180 from this:






And you get this:






I used to tell my third grade kiddos,
"Extinction is forever."

It's not just animals and plants 
and other living things
that go extinct.

When natural habitat 
is gobbled up by construction,
it is gone forever too.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

And the Skies Are Not Cloudy All Day!



Sunday was a brilliant November day,
and the sky was deep, deep blue.




Grasses in My Adopted Garden
Aurora, Colorado




No sign of clouds,
or sleet, or snow, or blizzard ~
just bright sunshine beating down.






Definitely fall though, because those strange poles
are standing stark against the blue in my adopted garden.





In the spring, 
the poles pose 
no questions.

(Photo taken 
on a rare soft sky day
on the High Plains.)


Eagle Bend 
Metro District 
Demonstration Garden,
Aurora, Colorado




What to do, but walk in the sun
and snap some photos ~
I couldn't help humming
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Colorado rivals Florida when it comes to sunshine!




Xeriscaping in an Arid Land





E-470 and Mt. Evans



Mallards Enjoying the Bright Sun



Pond at Heritage Eagle Bend



Ducks on the Water



Heavy Metal Switch Grass in the Strong Light



Berries and Leaves


On a whim I googled the lyrics
to the song Home on the Range
when I got home.

This is a storied song
adapted from Dr. Brewster M. Higley's poem
"Oh, Give Me a Home Where the Buffalo Roam."

Cowboys, settlers, and others
carried the song across the American West.

As a child growing up 
in the Maritimes in eastern Canada,
I learned this unofficial anthem 
of the American West, 
and I dreamed of wide open spaces
and the deer and antelope
under bright blue skies.

No one ever suspected that my future
would lie under these same sunny skies ~
least of all me!

Now that I have known them,
I don't know if I could leave them.






Thinking my post was finished,
except for adding the song,
I raced off to an appointment Monday afternoon,
and BAM!
My post and afternoon were hijacked!

There were those pesky pronghorn
taunting me on the horizon again!
The antelope in that song I couldn't get out of my head!

I simply had to pull off the road and try to get a shot.
I could not drive by yet one more time,
appointment or not.




Pronghorns on the High Plains



Now I was going to be late!
And then BAM!  SLAM!
STOP the car ~ jump out again!

Darned if there wasn't that buck
I've been trying to spot for months!
Now I was really going to be late!



Buck with Does
Inspiration Drive, Parker



Gotcha!


Pedal to the metal again!

Oh no!
Do I have a flat tire?

Ease to a stop and off the road for a third time ~
Please, oh please!


Whew!  
Holding air!
Only some bumps in the road!  ~

And I was just a tinsy bit late after all.
My friend was late too!

On the way home,
in the brilliant slanting sunlight,
those pronghorns were still there!

STOP! 
Pull off the road. 
Jump a barrier.
Slink run across the prairie
Try to get a little closer.

The light is so bright 
I can't see through 
the lens of my little camera ~
Where are the !@#$%^ antelope?

Point.
Shoot.
Pray.

Stock Pond and Prairie
Do You See What I See?








Not SOOC!



One of These Days Im Gonna Git Clos 2 U!


Definitely not Straight Out Of Camera ~
I'm pulling every trick I can think of to get an image ~
but perhaps you can glimpse their mystery and grace.



Source:  You Tube ~ tarquin45


Sorry about the late supper, E-P!
Who wants to cook when there are antelope to chase!

Monday, November 18, 2013

Monday Morning Music Break ~ A Little Bit of Gallant!



Sometimes a song can stop you in your tracks
the first time you hear it.

It can catapult you back to 
a person, a place, a time,
a heartache from long ago.

Lennie Gallant's Pieces of You is one such song.




Lennie Gallant
Source:  wikipedia




I stumbled across it on a CD 
I found in some small shop 
along the Digby waterfront.



Waterfront, Digby, Nova Scotia



Always on the lookout for sounds of home,
I couldn't resist this find:



Source:  Amazon



Since then I have played Pieces of You
many, many times.

The song was originally released 
on Lennie Gallant's album
When We Get There.






Lennie Gallant is a Canadian singer and songwriter
who comes from North Rustico, Prince Edward Island.

His music is a blend of folk, rock, Celtic, and country,
and he has released albums in both English and French.

Gallant is the recipient of many honors,
including an induction into the Order of Canada in 2003.

In July 2009 Canadian astronaut Julie Payette
took Gallant's album When We Get There
into space aboard the space shuttle Endeavour
to share with fellow astronauts 
on the shuttle's 16-day mission.
Source:  Wikipedia



Canadian Astronaut Julie Payette
Source:  Wikipedia




If you have ever loved and lost,
then this song will resonate with you ~
even if your life story has the happy ending
you were searching for!



Pieces of You:  You Tube

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Drop-in Visitor!


How do you feel about visitors 
unexpectedly dropping in on you?

Having lived in Newfoundland,
I've learned to make sure
there is always something on hand
to welcome unexpected guests.

In an outport without phones,
no one called ahead.
They just dropped in!

Put on the kettle.
Fill up a plate.

A bit of food.
A bit of drink.
A comfy place to sit and chat.

Sometimes a neighbor
would just drop in to sit a spell
and then go on.

No need to even talk.
Just a companionable silence 
with a pot of tea and biscuits
and lots of clotted cream and jam.



Biscuit with Clotted Cream and Jam
Source:  Wikimedia



But what to do with this unexpected guest ~
just hanging out by the driveway 
when I walked up?









How lovely to have somebody
give me her undivided attention!

  




Tea?  Coffee?  Sweet biscuit?
Somehow my Newfie experience is not going to help.

Something from the garden?
Some dried flowers 
or a bite of shrub?

If I feed you, the neighbors are not going to be happy!





Leaving already?









Do come again any time!
I love it when you drop in,
My Love,
even if you're not the chatty type!



Saturday, November 2, 2013

Acrophobia

Are you plagued by acrophobia?

Too Scary for Me!
Source:  Wikimedia


Photographs like this 
literally make my heart pound, 
my throat dry, 
and my palms sweat!

Oh yeah, and there's that 
colony of bats ricocheting around in my stomach!

I have been plagued by acrophobia all my life.
But, being completely insane,
I keep trying to overcome it
by forever putting myself in high, scary places.

I never learn.

Can you spot what I fell for last Saturday
at the new Saddle Rock Emergency Room
Grand Opening Family Festival?

Open House, Saddle Rock ER
October 25, 2013



Acrophobia has shaped some memorable events in my life:

Like the time Farmer Tatum had to rescue me
by standing on his tractor 
to pluck me from his cherry tree
where I was frozen by acrophobia.

How embarrassing!
I was stealing his cherries!

Cherries
Source:  Wikipedia



Like the time I went on a Girl Guide trip
in Northern Ontario
to tour an honest-to-God fire tower.

The ranger had to rescue me
where I was frozen by acrophobia
fifty feet off the ground.

How embarrassing!
Since I was the first Girl Guide up the ladder,
everyone had to wait 
while the ranger climbed down from the top,
peeled my fingers off the rungs,
and dragged babbling me down the ladder!


Fire Tower (Not THE tower, but one like it)




Like the first (and only) time 
I rappelled ~ down a cliff in Utah.

My gear malfunctioned,
and I flipped upside down 
and smacked into the cliff
over two hundred feet up.

Actually, 
I didn't have time to freeze!

Bill, my guide, told me 
to jackknife my body up 
and grab the rope, 
so he could haul me up
and over the top
of the cliff.

Who knew I was capable of that!

Then he made me go right back 
over the edge and down the cliff!
Slowest successful rappel in history!

Not THE cliff, but one like it!
Source:  Wikimedia



Like the time I watched from the monkeyboard  
while the roughnecks and derrickhand
on our oil rig pulled and racked
over a mile of drill pipe in the fingers
(The monkeyboard is by the horizontal bar 
between the crown and the block in the diagram).

I managed to ride the "elevator" up.
But stepping out onto the collar 
suspended by the bails
from the swinging hook
below the traveling block 
and 65 feet up
took some courage building!
   
I had been frozen by acrophobia,
but my pride rescued me ~
The hands had told me I wouldn't be
a real wellsite geologist
until I rode the elevator down!
I was never so happy to lose the handle Cherry!



 Kansas Oil Rig


Note:  
Bosses and OSHA are not happy 
when you ride the elevator on an oil rig!
LOL



Have I learned ~ NOT!

Oh the temptation ~
between the ER and AirLife helicopter!


Up and away!


Up, up, and away ~
with visions of ringing the bell in Reno!



Acrophobia Strikes!!!


Am I insane?
Yes!

Am I discouraged?
No!



Source:  Google



I'm going to do this!
I'll keep you posted!

A nice thing about being The ADHD One 
is you can keep doing the same thing over and over,
and sometimes you do get a different result!
I'm still trying!  :)

Do you struggle with acrophobia?
Or do you have a fear of something else?
Have you overcome it?

I'd love to hear your thoughts!