Shot didn't hurt, but arm getting sore.
When it turns paisley, worry.
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Shot didn't hurt, but arm getting sore.
When it turns paisley, worry.
I just heard from EM - her Dad is dying. Emmett doesn't really know his grandfather that well - he's in his nineties and been in decline for a while. But my ex FiL was an interesting guy and active participant in American history.
He grew up very poor and Irish in Philadelphia. His father abandoned their family, so his mother raised them. This was in the 1920s. His sister married a rich guy, and suddenly his world opened up. They lived out on Long Island in Gatsby-land, and as a young boy he would go to lawn parties where Gloria Swanson was in attendance (she kissed his cheek), and play tennis with various members of the Algonquin Roundtable.
He was sent to art school where he developed his draftsmanship - his drawings were beautiful and sensitive. While in art school in the 30s he became radicalized and joined the communist party. He moved to Manhattan and married a Jewish girl who was also in the Party and they had three children together - 2 boys and a youngest daughter. Then that marriage broke up, and he married EM's mother.
She was the second child from that marriage and the last of his progeny, but not the last child he would raise.
EM's parents were one of only two white families living in Bed Stuy in the sixties. They were very active in the civil rights movement. Her father was close friends with Paul Robeson - they were roommates for a while, and Robeson stood as his best man. EM's older sister had lullabies crooned to her by Paul Robeson. They also knew W.E.B. Dubois and we had one of his hand-me-down suitcases. When Martin Luther King, Jr. came through Brooklyn, EM (then a toddler) ran into his arms and got a kiss. EM attended the March on Washington as a very young child.
After EM's parents divorced her Dad remarried and helped raise two more kids.
He spent years volunteering as the art director of Freedomways, the leftist arts, culture and politics journal where peolple like Maya Angelou had some of their earliest work published. He was a linotype operator in the printer's union for thirty years. Excellent artist, fine cook, athletic (beat me at tennis when he was 81), a loving father, a rather roguish lover of the ladies.
I'll always remember sitting in his apartment watching an A's game with him and him telling me stories about watching the Philadelphia Athletics in the 20s. "Oh yeah, Al Simmons used to step in the bucket just your Mike Bordick there. Did you know Jimmie Foxx came up as a catcher before they moved him to first? My god, he was strong."
Emmett's full name is Emmett Jack Devine Smay, with the two middle names from his grandfather. Godspeed, Jack Devine.
Robeson stood as his best man
Woah. And the rest of it, too.
I'm so sorry, {{{Hec, EM, and Emmett}}} - you've told me a bit about Jack before, and he struck me as a helluva character. I hope he has the easiest possible time.
Sounds like he's lived a long, full life that made a difference.
Best wishes and sympathies.
What an amazing man, David. What an amazing life. It sounds well lived. I wish none of us ever had to die (moreso lately), particularly the people I love and care about, and by extention the people they love and care about. I wish EM and her dad strength and peace. She's been through too much lately.
Wow. I'm glad you shared that, and I'm sorry the world's about to lose him.
Poor, Em. Much ~ma to her.
Yay, P-C!!!!! I love it when employers recognize the hard work of their employees.
I'm so baffled because I could totally work harder. Seriously. But in a sly bit of psychology, I am now motivated to work harder. Mostly.
P-C, don't make me link back to when you were working like 80 days straight without an actual permanant job offer! Hells yeah you deserve it. I'm happy that it was recognized!
Hey, I was recognized for that! I...got a free lunch! And lots of overtime pay.
I'm sorry about Emmett's grandfather, Hec.
Hec, that was a beautiful remembrance of a remarkable man. So beautiful, it nearly made me cry at work. Don't do that to me! {{Hec, Emmett and EM}}