#canadian boys: st. john's

[alicepao13]

So. The 7th episode of Hudson and Rex after a long and fully undeserved hiatus. First of all, good episode. Even if the plot is ridiculous and overdone in other crime shows, and the concept “Russian spy in St. John’s” is kinda laughable. But hey, I’ve heard more improbable stories in the news lately, so who am I to judge what’s realistic anymore?

How many English speaking people would be able to differentiate a French accent from an Eastern European accent in three words? Just wondering.

I don’t usually laugh in this show (not where I’m supposed to, anyway) but Jesse’s deadpan delivery of "Is it interesting?" was spot on.

Absolutely thought the boyfriend would have somehow ended up being tied to the murder. That didn’t happen. Then I thought the professor would have something to do with it. Didn’t happen either. Either I’m broken or they finally wrote a good script.

Charlie speaking out loud his findings as he searched the victim's library. It's probably for Rex who can't read lol

"I'm not a caveperson". Nope, it's still caveman, you can have this one, boys.

A Canadian getting banned from entering the US for violence? That’s truly a bad guy.

I did not understand anything about oil rigging in the Arctic. Nor do I want to. You guys can keep your Canadian secrets.

It happens in every show. If it's a cop show, we hate the feds. If it's a show about feds, the cops are morons.

How come I've watched so many shows referencing Russian spies and I don't remember Novichok nerve agents being mentioned by that name?

The moment Sarah gave Charlie the antidote that was pretty much where my hopes for a ride to the hospital were dashed. Like, come on, man, let me live a little.

Joe was rightfully pissed about getting stonewalled, although I don't think this case would have been necessarily solved faster if CSIS shared their intel.

Ah, Trina. That must have been her on the phone. It's nice to see they kept in contact.

Charlie’s house??? On my screen???

Charlie and Sarah in Charlie’s house??? On my screen???

Charlie knows the story of Sarah’s family. That’s cute.

Some mentions of Sarah’s family this season. I’m getting my hopes up.

*Charlie and Sarah about to kiss* Rex: Oh shit they’re gonna fuck again. *runs away* Charlie truly meant it when he said that Rex knows to make himself scarce.

“CSIS Safehouse” in large, Arial font letters. Oh boy, I’d like to see the audience screening that warranted that. (People are dumb. I know.)

So the first three letters of CSIS are for Canadian Security Idiot :P

Rex with the syringe in his mouth: Anyone with thumbs around?

Of course Charlie would inject himself with the antidote as he was dying like we’re in some Die Hard movie (I’ve never actually seen them). This was like 5% of the whump I was hoping for.

And then he gets up and stumbles a little and that’s it? How is it that difficult to write some whump? Arrest him and then pass out!

I liked that they finally managed to set up something comedic in the first arc and finished it in the last scene, with Jesse’s interpretation of what every other character’s reactions meant. I agree with them, by the way, Austin Powers is a bad choice, Jesse.

Also, Rex would make a fine ballerina apparently. Charlie secretly agrees.

It was a good episode, I don’t feel let down. As I’ve said before, it’s hard to have that promo hanging out there for 3.5 months and have the episode live up to the expectations. But it had the team working as a team again, Charlie’s house came back from the war, there were cute Charah moments again, there was team banter and funny scenes and Rex saved Charlie's life a bunch lol. I’m not sure what they were trying to do with the first couple of episodes. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.

The next episode is promising me whump again. I refuse to get my hopes up again but at least it will be only a week until then. Sadly, it seems like Rex is inside the prison. Like, what the fuck. That alone would be a major red flag for any inmate, they wouldn’t even need to know he’s a cop. Although if Charlie ends up getting beaten to protect him, I’ll forgive them for that and for that atrocious undercover hairstyle. However, it truly was an opportunity to see them working separately.

I love that they mention that Charlie has arrested so many guys in there. Maybe it would work if Charlie slicked his hair back… and Rex turned into a cat.

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please consider sharing + donating to help get these gazan boys to safety!!!!

Marilyn and Miran raised Fahed and Talal from the ages of 2 and 3 years old. They have been like mothers to their younger brothers their whole lives. As children they lived close to the beach in Gaza City and loved to go there together, eat ice cream, corn on the cob, and sweet potatoes sold by vendors. Talal, or Lulu as they call him, would build sandcastles; Fahed would knock them down. At home, Miran was the one who cooked, Marilyn read to the boys and helped them with their school work. To Marilyn and Miran these two boys are still their children. Marilyn and Miran left Gaza in 2021 because of their human rights advocacy which left them in profound danger. Knowing that their life in Gaza would always be punctuated by aggressions and suffering, they went in search of a better life for them and their brothers, far from occupation, wars, and death. They moved to Turkey where they were accepted into the Human Rights Defenders program. The Canadian Government has established a dedicated refugee stream for Human Rights Defenders at risk who, due to intense persecution, are looking for a permanent resettlement option in Canada. Marilyn and Miran arrived in Newfoundland on Oct. 10th, 2023. Their brothers, Fahed and Talal, have been in extreme danger since October. On November 14th they took the grave risk of fleeing Gaza City alone, leaving behind their entire family who would not be able to move as quickly or as far as these two young boys. They moved through air strikes, sniper attacks, and risked arbitrary detention, witnessing extreme violence along their route to Rafah on foot. They described the road to Rafah as a road of death. The trauma they experienced along this route is beyond words.

When Fahed and Talal arrived in Rafah they had nowhere to stay and were evacuated to Khan Younis, where the IDF began to bomb. The boys fled again back to Rafah. Everyday they move to a new place within Rafah as safety and conditions change rapidly. They are currently sleeping in a tent in this city that was built to accommodate 250,000 people but is currently home to 1.5 million displaced Palestinians. Conditions are severe, food and clean drinking water are scarce, infectious disease is rampant and the boys are often sick. Even their young and strong bodies cannot withstand the intense bombardment and lack of basic necessities. We are working with a lawyer to get Fahed and Talal to Canada. As soon as they are permitted by the Canadian government, the boys will leave Gaza via the Rafah crossing into Egypt.

Your donation will support the following expenses:

Legal expenses for the immigration process

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Their stay in Egypt while their transit is processed

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A New Beginning: Your donation will help the Kasken brothers start anew in Canada, offering them safety and stability.

Settling In: The raised funds will aid in settling the brothers into St. John's, covering essential expenses like rent, food, clothing, and furnishings for the first year.

Funds for medical treatment (their visas would not provide MCP coverage) and for mental health support as both brothers have suffered from severe traumatic stress over the past three months.

[rorystormandthehurricanes]

Anthony Hogan's paragraph descriptions of John Byrne (Johnny Guitar), Ringo Starr, Charles O'Brien (Ty O'Brien), and Walter Eymond (Lu Walters) from the book FROM A STORM TO A HURRICANE (2016)

" John [Byrne] was born on 4 December 1939 in Liverpool to Michael Patrick Byrne, a Seaman, born 22 October 1908, and Elsie Ford, who had married in the city in 1932. Elsie was born 10 July 1905 in Liverpool, with her early years being spent at No. 2 Belfast Road in Old Swan. Here she lived with her one sister and four brothers, her mother Eliza (nee Cowan) and her father Henry, who worked as a coal dealer. Her parents had married in 1898 and moved to the Old Swan area from Everton. By 1933 Michael and Elsie were living in London, where they had their first two children, Patrick and Norma. The family returned to Liverpool when Michael's work was moved there. After their return, John and Paul were born. John was a pupil at St Oswald's school in Old Swan and a part of the church of the same name. Like Alan, John had taken dance lessons at Martin's school on Derby lane. They had both attended the boys' club there as well. Just before his teen years John was struck down with rheumatic fever. He pulled through and spent six months in a Southport hospital convalescing. "

" Charles was born Charles William O'Brien in Liverpool on 15 February 1941, to Charles William O'Brien, born 1906 in Liverpool, and Marie Brierly, born 2 October 1904 in Liverpool. The couple married in 1927 at St Michael and Sacred Heart church on West Derby Road, Liverpool. The family lived at No. 49 Pemberton Road, Old Swan, with Charles Sr working as a seaman for the Canadian Pacific Line. Charles had an older sister named Marie who had been born in 1928. (..) Young Charles became a very talented amateur boxer, training at the Derby Lane gym, as well as a very good guitar player. He had been a pupil at St Oswald's school, and attended the church there. Charles, or Chas as he was often called, had known John Lennon and The Quarrymen in their early days. He was also another member of the band who had attended Martin's dance school on Derby Lane in Old Swan, where he proved to be a rather decent dancer. "

" Richard [Starkey] had been born on 7 July 1940, at No. 9 Madryn Street in the Dingle area of Liverpool, to Richard Starkey and Elsie Gleave, who had married in 1936. The couple had spent time dancing together on the ballroom circuit, but the birth of Richard drove them apart. Richard Snr showed little interest towards his son, preferring to spend his time drinking in local pubs. Elsie raised Richard and doted after him. In 1944 they moved the short distance to No. 10 Admiral Grove, the move being done by loading their possessions onto a handcart. Within a year Richard Shr had left and a divorce had been completed; his son barely saw him again. Richard, known as Ritchie, was very ill as a child, developing appendicitis aged six that led to a stay in the Myrtle Street children's hospital. He was a pupil at St Silas primary school and Dingle Vale secondary school, where he was a classmate of Billy Fury. In 1953 he contracted tuberculosis and was admitted to the children's hospital at Heswell on the Wirral. "

" Walter Eymond was born Walter Lewis Eymond on 6 August 1938 off Cazneau Street in Liverpool. His parents, who had married in Liverpool in 1934, were Henry Lewis Eymond, born 1906, and Mary Melia. Henry was the son of Lewis Felix Eymond and Georgina Esther Carruthers (Walter's grandparents) who in 1911 were living at No. 13 Buckingham Road in Walton, Liverpool, with Lewis working as a ship's pattern-maker. Walter's great-grandfather, Jean-Marie Henri Eymond, had brought his family over to England from the Bordeaux region of France. In 1875 he was living in the Dingle area of Liverpool and working as a master mariner. Walter also had a sister named Jean who had been born in 1935. During the Second World War Walter's home was bombed, resulting in the family being rehoused at No. 11 Ulster Road in Old Swan for the remainder of the war. Walter's father Henry worked as an electrical engineer and would often take his family with him when he worked in such places as London, Newcastle and Dudley in Birmingham. "

[taraross-1787]

This Day in History: Benedict Arnold, Patriot?

On this day in 1775, Benedict Arnold sets his sights on Fort St. John’s, near the Canadian border.  He would soon launch an attack on the garrison. Better yet, he would seize the largest British warship on Lake Champlain—all without firing a single shot! That ship would become the first of many American ships to bear the name Enterprise.

That Arnold really was something else before he turned traitor, wasn’t he?

Roughly one week earlier, Benedict Arnold had reluctantly partnered with Ethan Allen and his Green Mountain Boys. The two men captured Fort Ticonderoga in New York, along with its cannon and other military supplies. They did it in less than 10 minutes! The next day, Americans captured nearby Crown Point.

The story continues here: https://www.taraross.com/post/tdih-benedict-arnold-enterprise

[justforbooks]

The documentary film-maker, journalist and author Gavin Weightman, who has died aged 77 after a long-term illness, was one of a number of talented young programme-makers who were recruited in the late 1970s and early 80s to work in the current affairs and features departments of London Weekend Television. As producer and director, Weightman’s outstanding contribution was The Making of Modern London (1983-85), a long-running series that documented the social history of the capital from 1815 to the then present day. What made it stand out was its extensive use of living memory to drive the narrative. Since then, testimony or oral history has become a common feature in documentary TV film-making.

The first series, Heart of the Empire, covered the London of Dickens, Queen Victoria and the Edwardians. In one episode, a 90-year-old Lady Charlotte Bonham Carter recalled the terrible mess horse-drawn traffic made in London’s streets, and how she suffered the indignity of wading through rain-soaked manure to attend a lunch at St James’s Palace. By contrast, Eastender Ted Harrison remembered family “holidays” spent hop-picking in Kent, leaving home at midnight to be there on time. The programmes used extensive archive film, often unearthing unseen footage, innovative rostrum camera work and specially written music to bring each individual memory to life.

Born in Gosforth, Northumberland, Gavin was the son of Doreen (nee Wade), a teacher and translator, and John Weightman, a broadcaster and later professor of French. During the war, John had been the only non-French newsreader for the BBC French Service. The bulletins he delivered sometimes carried coded messages and he often transmitted from the same studios as Charles de Gaulle. Gavin’s love of French food, wine and culture was passed on through his parents. The family lived in West Hampstead, London, but, spending summers near the Northumberland hills, Gavin also learned to love the outdoors and appreciate wildlife.

At primary school Gavin was captain of football and cricket. His secondary education began with a scholarship to Haberdashers’ boys school, Hertfordshire. By all accounts he did not thrive there and left aged 17 to begin a career as a journalist on local papers – first a stint on the Brighton and Evening Argus and then the Richmond and Twickenham Times (or the “Ricky-Twicky Times” as he fondly called it). Half a dozen reporters and editors would be crammed together in a tiny newsroom, all hammering away on 30s-era typewriters amid a dense fug of cigarette smoke. Standing out was Gavin, a tall and decidedly crumpled figure. His old friend the Canadian Broadcasting journalist Brian Stewart recalled Gavin “pouring out copy with ease, offering advice to everyone else on their writing and generally keeping everyone in stitches with gossip”.

After five years on local papers, in 1967 he began a degree course in sociology as a mature student at Bedford College, London University, where he developed a keen interest in social and economic history, especially the Industrial Revolution.

On graduation he spent time working for a newspaper group, writing for local papers. In 1974 he joined the staff of New Society magazine, writing features on a huge range of subjects. He was simply interested in everything – from Industrial Revolution housing to nudist camps in the postwar era and even the history of poaching.

While there, he happened to answer the phone to somebody from LWT current affairs calling to invite another journalist to apply for a job. Gavin took the message, then said, can I apply? He did and got the job, as reporter on The London Programme (1978-82), then, for a year, as its presenter. I was working there as a reporter at the time, and he and I became great friends. His voice was perfect for narration, but getting a man accustomed to a crumpled look to trade up to the suit and tie then required of presenters was always going to be an uphill struggle. What is more, by his own admission, Gavin never really mastered the technique of being able to walk and talk at the same time – another essential for being on screen.

After a brief spell on The Six O’ Clock Show, he gradually devoted more of his time to producing and directing films for the features department. His interest in social history made him the ideal choice to produce, direct and narrate not only the first 12 films of the Making of Modern London series (1983-84) but subsequently two wildlife series – City Safari (1986) and Brave New Wilderness (1990) – and a series on the history of the River Thames (1990), all of which had accompanying books.

When Gavin left LWT in 1991 to set up his own production company, he made more social history programmes for Channel 4, but increasingly concentrated on writing. He wrote more than 20 books ranging from Signor Marconi’s Magic Box (2003) to The Industrial Revolutionaries (2007). His most successful, The Frozen Water Trade (2003), told the history of exporting ice around the world from a frozen Massachusetts lake. It was serialised on Radio 4.

To his many friends Gavin was great company, loved for his ready wit and easy charm. Many a meal round his kitchen table ended with him playing a mean blues on his vintage Gibson guitar.

Gavin’s first marriage, to Myra Wilkins, ended in divorce. He is survived by his second wife, Clare Beaton, a children’s author and illustrator, whom he married in 2009 after a long-term partnership, their son, Tom, his children, Lucie and Ben, from his first marriage, two stepchildren, Jack and Kate, three grandchildren and two great-grandchildren, and his sister, Jane.

🔔 Gavin Weightman, documentary maker, author and journalist, born 4 March 1945; died 18 December 2022

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[readerbookclub]

A Year in Books - January Booklist

Hello everyone! For this book list, I thought it would be nice to look back at some of the books published this past year. A final goodbye to 2022! 

As always, there is a link to vote for our next read at the bottom of the post :) And now onto the books.

The Overnight Guest, by Heather Gudenkauf

She thought she was alone… True crime writer Wylie Lark doesn’t mind being snowed in at the isolated farmhouse where she’s retreated to write her new book. A cozy fire, complete silence. It would be perfect, if not for the fact that decades earlier, at this very house, two people were murdered in cold blood and a girl disappeared without a trace. As the storm worsens, Wylie finds herself trapped inside the house, haunted by the secrets contained within its walls—haunted by secrets of her own. Then she discovers a small child in the snow just outside. After bringing the child inside for warmth and safety, she begins to search for answers. But soon it becomes clear that the farmhouse isn’t as isolated as she thought, and someone is willing to do anything to find them.

Fairy Tale, by Stephen King

Charlie Reade looks like a regular high school kid, great at baseball and football, a decent student. But he carries a heavy load. His mom was killed in a hit-and-run accident when he was ten, and grief drove his dad to drink. Charlie learned how to take care of himself—and his dad. Then, when Charlie is seventeen, he meets Howard Bowditch, a recluse with a big dog in a big house at the top of a big hill. In the backyard is a locked shed from which strange sounds emerge, as if some creature is trying to escape. When Mr. Bowditch dies, he leaves Charlie the house, a massive amount of gold, a cassette tape telling a story that is impossible to believe, and a responsibility far too massive for a boy to shoulder. Because within the shed is a portal to another world—one whose denizens are in peril and whose monstrous leaders may destroy their own world, and ours. In this parallel universe, where two moons race across the sky, and the grand towers of a sprawling palace pierce the clouds, there are exiled princesses and princes who suffer horrific punishments; there are dungeons; there are games in which men and women must fight each other to the death for the amusement of the “Fair One.” And there is a magic sundial that can turn back time.

Sea of Tranquility, by Emily St. John Mandel

In 1912, 18-year-old Edwin St. Andrew crosses the Atlantic, exiled from English polite society. In British Columbia, he enters the forest, spellbound by the beauty of the Canadian wilderness, and for a split second all is darkness, the notes of a violin echoing unnaturally through the air. The experience shocks him to his core.

Two centuries later, Olive Llewelyn, a famous writer, is travelling all over Earth, far away from her home in the second moon colony. Within the text of Olive’s best-selling novel lies a strange passage: a man plays his violin for change in the echoing corridor of an airship terminal as the trees of a forest rise around him.

When Gaspery-Jacques Roberts, a detective in the black-skied Night City, is hired to investigate an anomaly in time, he uncovers a series of lives upended: the exiled son of an aristocrat driven to madness, a writer trapped far from home as a pandemic ravages Earth, and a childhood friend from the Night City who, like Gaspery himself, has glimpsed the chance to do something extraordinary that will disrupt the timeline of the universe.

Seven Empty Houses, by Samanta Schweblin and translated by Megan McDowell

The seven houses in these seven stories are strange. A person is missing, or a truth, or memory; some rooms are enticing, some unmoored, others empty. But in Samanta Schweblin’s tense, visionary tales, something always creeps back in: a ghost, a fight, trespassers, a list of things to do before you die, or the fallibility of parents. Seven Empty Houses offers an entry point into a fiercely original mind, and a slingshot into Schweblin’s destabilizing, exhilarating literary world. In each story, the twists and turns will unnerve and surprise: Schweblin never takes the expected path and instead digs under the skin and reveals uncomfortable truths about our sense of home, of belonging, and of the fragility of our connections with others. This is a masterwork from one of our most brilliant modern writers.

Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow; by Gabrielle Zevin

On a bitter-cold day, in the December of his junior year at Harvard, Sam Masur exits a subway car and sees, amid the hordes of people waiting on the platform, Sadie Green. He calls her name. For a moment, she pretends she hasn't heard him, but then, she turns, and a game begins: a legendary collaboration that will launch them to stardom. These friends, intimates since childhood, borrow money, beg favors, and, before even graduating college, they have created their first blockbuster, Ichigo. Overnight, the world is theirs. Not even twenty-five years old, Sam and Sadie are brilliant, successful, and rich, but these qualities won't protect them from their own creative ambitions or the betrayals of their hearts. Spanning thirty years, from Cambridge, Massachusetts, to Venice Beach, California, and lands in between and far beyond, Gabrielle Zevin's Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow is a dazzling and intricately imagined novel that examines the multifarious nature of identity, disability, failure, the redemptive possibilities in play, and above all, our need to connect: to be loved and to love. Yes, it is a love story, but it is not one you have read before.

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[scotianostra]

November 7th 1861 saw the death in Stromness of Isobel Gunn.

Our second Orcadian of the day, Isobel had some adventure during her life..........

Isobel was born in Tankerness on August 1st, 1781, the daughter of John Fubbister and Girzal Allan. Because practically nothing is known of her time in Orkney, details of her early life are sketchy, but it’s safe to say thy would have been unremarkable.

What is known, however, is that in June 1806, driven by poverty, and possibly by love of a man, she left Orkney bound for the Canadian wilds.

In Rupert’s Land, Canada, long before white women were allowed to travel to the Nor’ Wast, she defied the rules of the all-male Hudson’s Bay Company and disguised herself as a man to enlist.

Isobel assumed the role of John Fubbister, a man she claimed was from the Orkney parish of St Andrews. She worked diligently in the harsh conditions of the Canadian Nor’ Wast for a year and earned herself a pay rise for performing her duties “willingly and well”.

Incredibly, throughout her time with the Hudson’s Bay Company, Isabel managed to maintain her male disguise and it was not until she became pregnant that her ruse was finally discovered. Isabel worked throughout her pregnancy, even taking part in an 1,800 mile canoe trek from Fort Albany to North Dakota when she was four months pregnant.

In the summer of 1807, Isobel was sent to the Pembina post of the Hudson Bay Company where she was to serve as cook to the master, Donald McKay.

By this time, her swelling stomach was obviously making the disguise harder to keep up. But she managed and it was not until she actually started giving birth that her deception was uncovered.

On the morning of December 29, 1807, Isobel had begged the chief factor of the company, Mr Alexander Henry, to let her remain in his house.

According to Henry’s journal:

“An extraordinary affair occurred this morning. One of the Orkney lads, apparently indisposed, had requested me to allow him to remain in my house for a short time.

Puzzled at the “man’s” behaviour, Mr Henry agreed, and left John Fubbister sitting by the fire. His diary takes up the story:

“I was surprised at the fellow’s demand; however, I told him to sit down and warm himself. I returned to my own room where I had not been long before he sent one of my people requesting the favour of speaking with me.“I returned to my room, where I had not been long before he sent one of my own people, requesting the favour of speaking with me. Accordingly, I stepped down to him, and was much surprised to find him extended on the hearth, uttering dreadful lamentations; he stretched out his hands towards me, and in piteous tones begged me to be kind to a poor, helpless, abandoned wretch, who was not of the sex I had supposed, but an unfortunate Orkney girl, pregnant and actually in childbirth.”

According to Henry, Isabel said that the man who had debauched her two years earlier was wintering in what is now known as Grand Forks, North Dakota.

His journal continued:

“In about an hour she was safely delivered of a fine boy and that same day she was conveyed home in my cariole, where she soon recovered.”

Isabel’s child was christened James. The identity of his father is not clear but Isabel does refer to a fellow Orcadian, John Scarth, whom, she claimed, had raped her.

According to HBC records, Scarth had been stationed with Isabel for much of the time she had spent in Rupert’s Land. Even so, Scarth’s discovery that Isabel was a woman appears to have been purely by chance.

An article in the Free Press Evening Bulletin of Winnipeg, by C. N. Bell, in 1922, quoted a veteran settler called Donald Murray, whom the author had interviewed back in 1887.

Donald Murray’s testimony was:

“I remember perfectly the case of the Orkney girl. Of course I was not in this country in 1807 when the affair occurred, but I knew well the man who was connected with it and the story was common talk for many a year.

“The girl came from Orkney to James Bay in the service of the Hudson Bay Company and was dressed in man’s clothes. For years, her sex was not discovered by any of the people who associated with her when she was at the company post at James Bay.

“She was for two years at the Partridge House with a man named Scarth, who used to find her on his return from hunting, sitting by the fire crying; and she did very little work, appearing to be much troubled in mind.

“After that, she and Scarth were sent inland (more than 1,000 miles) to the Brandon House post on the Assiniboine River, where they occupied the same cabin in the fort.

“Scarth was the right-hand man of Mr Goodwin, the master at Brandon House for the Hudson Bay Company, and the latter frequently asked Scarth to his house of an evening to take a dram of grog and consult with him.

“One night, Scarth had been at the master’s house until late at night, and on his return to the cabin discovered the true sex of his partner. He at once told the frightened woman that he would go to Mr Goodwin with the news but she fell on her knees and begged him not to reveal her identity.

“After much persuasion, he consented to keep the secret, and they continued to live together under the same conditions as before, and it was not for a long time afterwards that she lost her honour.”

Whether or not John Scarth was the father of the child, he was certainly registered as such. But it was after the birth of the boy that Isabel began calling herself Gunn. Is it possible that was the name of the father?

Her ruse discovered, Isabel was not permitted to continue working alongside the men, so took up the role of a washerwoman in Fort Albany. But she didn’t stay long.

On September 20, 1809, Isobel Gunn and James sailed for Orkney.

Back home, Isabel apparently found work in Stromness as a seamstress. She remained there, living in poverty with James, until her death in 1861, aged 81.

[visualpoett]

Boy, Dog And St. John River" (1958) by Canadian artist Alex Colville.

[stories-from-peter]

Terrorist Bombing

My stories to this point were intended as entertainment. All of them are true and based on my memories of the events. This story is also true and is part of Canadian history that was experienced by me and some of my friends.

When I lived in Quebec as a young boy and a teenager I was part of a small minority of English speaking people. Quebec was about 95% French speaking so we all learned French in school and could speak the language fluently by the time we had passed grade 8. Grade 9 French class was devoted to refining your accent and improving your grasp of French culture.

Britain managed to take Quebec away from France and the French population of the province never seemed to recover from the shock. Britain allowed the people of Quebec to retain their language and culture along with a legal system based on the Napoleonic Code rather than British Common Law like the rest of the country. The ill feelings never went away and by the 1960s separatist groups such as the FLQ were gaining power and popularity. The FLQ had planted bombs in a few places with little success and I don’t recall any of the bombs causing damage. They decided to make a bold move by attacking the English stronghold of Westmount where I and my friends lived and went to school at the time.

That morning in May of 1963 started out as usual with me, John Jessop and John Kenworthy walking west along Dorchester Street heading to Westmount High School. Many other boys from Weredale house were making the same trek. We entered the school by the east entrance and went to our classroom as usual. Before classes began the principal made an announcement over the PA system. He directed everyone in the school to immediately gather in the auditorium.

As we entered the auditorium I could see the principal and some police officers on the stage. Once we were all seated, one of the police officers explained that bombs had been discovered in several mail boxes. We had been moved to the auditorium for our safety. A few minutes later we were all ordered to leave the safety of the school and head out to the playing field, away from any buildings or mail boxes. We later learned that the mail box near the east entrance had a bomb in it. My friends and I had walked within a few meters of that bomb. As we waited outside we heard an explosion in the distance. Later we learned it was a bomb that blew up in the hands of army demolition expert Walter Leja who was trying to move it. Some time later we heard another explosion, this time much closer. It was the bomb from near the school entrance. The mail box had been moved to an empty lot across St. Catherine Street and the bomb was intentionally exploded were it could cause no damage. Soon after that we were instructed to return home.

As we headed back down Dorchester Street we could see a strange sight close to home. The street was blocked by bales of straw piled several layers high. We could see a bomb disposal truck parked between the piles of straw. We had to take a detour around the obstruction to get to Atwater Street and the entrance to Weredale House where we resided. Everything seemed quite normal once we were back home and around 6 pm supper was served, as usual. I had just started digging in to my dinner when I heard another explosion. The police had intentionally blown up the bomb on Dorchester Street, not far from where we were eating.

The next time we headed off to school we were back to our usual routine and walked down Dorchester Street again. We could see where the mail box had been before. We had passed within a foot or two of the bomb that morning. There was a sizeable hole in the concrete sidewalk. The hole was a few inches deep and about 2 feet across. There were a number town houses in that area that dated back many decades. They were quite high class with stained glass windows adorning the entrances. All the windows had been broken by the explosion.

That was my first personal experience with terrorism but it would not be the last for Quebec. I’m sure it was a factor in my mother’s decision to move me to Vancouver later that year. Ironically, my mother moved back to Montreal in time to witness the October Crisis in 1970. She was able to see the Jacques Cartier bridge from her apartment and watched the exchange between the terrorists and authorities that ended the incident.

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"LEFT A GOOD HOME TO SLEEP IN STABLE," Toronto Star. August 18, 1933. Page 2. ---- Youth Blames His Mother, But Magistrate Doesn't Believe Him ---- "This boy has a good home, but he's been away for the last few weeks, sleeping around the stables at the Woodbine."

Detective Greenlee gave Magistrate Browne this information about Jas. Bryner, who was charged in police court this morning with shopbreaking.

"On Aug. 10, about 8.30 in the evening, this fellow broke into the premises of the Superior Laundry Co. at Queen and Coxwell by breaking open the back window," the detective testified. "He was caught by the proprietor making off with a quantity of his goods."

"Why were you living away from home?" his worship asked the prisoner.

"My mother put me out because I wasn't working."

But his sister had a different story. She explained that the mother had asked James to do something and he had left.

"You can't be much of a fellow to come into court and say that about your mother," Mr. Browne told the boy. "I don't believe for a moment that she treated you as you say. That's not what a mother would do. I'm going to remand you for a week to think over your case."

Slept at His Factory "At 8.10 last night. I caught these two boys inside my yard," testified John Weston, of Cummings St., against Max Dehmale and Bernard Toneri, charged with trespass.

"For the last three months I've been sleeping at my factory in order to catch people who have been taking things. One of them, Dehmale was inside the yard when I caught him, the other boy was just climbing the fence. I drove them down to Pape Ave. station and told the police to hold them until I could examine the factory. I found that the stock-room was all topsy turvy and the shipping room too. The building'a too dilapidated to determine whether they had broken in or not." The complainant added that he had found a bag in the yard containing some of his merchandise.

"You're lucky you're not charged with anything else." Magistrate Tinker declared before passing sentence of $10 or 10 days. Both boys had previous convictions.

Gen. Poprosky, another unwanted, this time on the property of the C.P.R. had given the wrong name and address.

"You've spent the night in the cells; perhaps that will be a lesson to you."the magistrate said. "I'm going to remand you for sentence.

Wants to Go Home "I want to go back to the old country this week or next," Jas. McPherson, one of the drunks told the astonished court. Mr. Tinker wanted to know how this globe-trotter was going to finance himself. "I'm going on a cattle boat." he explained.

"Oh. In that case I'll remand you," his worship said, "Bon voyage."

Jos. Logan and Wm. Thompson.drunks were given $50 or one month"

"Both these men have been in custody for two weeks. In thinking it over, I have come to the conclusion that the ends of justice would be met by suspended sentence." Magistrate Browne declared when Eric Royds and John F. Carson appeared to be sentenced for fraud. Both men had been convicted of obtaining money by posing as collectors of the Canadian Federation of the Blind.

Shop Was a "Dud" "These men's shop was fitted up as a a tailor and pressing establishment, but cord in the iron was broken and the sewing machine wouldn't work," testified P. S. Beven against Joe. Zincora and Edward Miller, charged with registering and recording bets. "I found $21.85 on Miller," the officer went on. "There was a copy of the Racing Form for that day on the table, and we also found marked clips."

The story was corroborated by PC Butten. E. J. Murphy, KC., Counsel for the defence, argued that It was a bona fide business establishment.

"How do you know that it wasn't?" he asked the officer. "Did you ever order a suit there?" "You're not taking any chances, are you, officer?" Mr. Browne asked.

"I might be a perfect fit, except for the coat and the pants," Mr.Murphy admitted, "But that's no offence. They aren't charged with running an establishment improperly. They're not charged with a breach of the city by-law."

Both men were remanded to give his worship time to consider their case.

Harold Clarke, charged with theft of $7 from a Transport company where he has been employed, was placed on suspended sentence on probation for one year. His last conviction was in 1927. "Why couldn't you continue to go straight. when you had gone straight for six years." Mr. Browne demanded. "You were getting $5 a week. Surely that was enough to keep you. You have a queer conception of life, but I'll give you a chance this time. You'll have to pay back the $7 while you're on probation," he added.

Didn't Believe Witness "I don't believe this man. He is a most unsatisfactory witness." said Magistrate Tinker. "Don't come back again." warned J. A. Marshall, crown prosecuter.

The man thus dismissed was an operater appearing against Matt Andrietta, who was charged with selling liquor illegally.

P. C. Coulson and P. C. Grose had sent the operator to Andrietta's house on Bellview Ave. Later they had entered to find him drinking beer in the kitchen. He had paid 25 cents each for two bottles, he had said.

Defence Counsel Thompson tried to show that the money had been paid for a lunch and not for beer. The operator said that he had never acted before in this capacity and later admitted that he had, but could not remember the number of times. Although he had paid 70 cents for the two bottles of beer, he had 40 cents change from the marked dollar bill. The case was dismissed.

Condemns Practice. Austin Ross made a strong appeal for his client, Harold Edwards, charged with having. He also strongly condemned the operator system.

"This practice of using an operator to trap an innocent man, is one that should be frowned upon," he asserted. This man, who was a flying officer during the war, is innocent. He was led into a trap - just a catspaw. Give him a break," he pleaded.

The evidence against Edwards was too heavy, and he was sentenced to $100 and costs or three months.

He had no money and he left the court escorted by a constable. His wife clung to his other arm.

When P.C. McKay went to the house on Edward St., where Fanny Mendelson and Charles Burgess were, in the wake of two operators, he found the doors locked. He crawled in through a window in time to see Fanny try to knock a glass of beer from the hand of one of the operators.

Fanny listened to the evidence sitting on a chair with a child in her lap. Another child was on another chair. Burgess stood up.

Defence Counsel Joe Roebuck stated that the owner of the beer had been convicted last week because of it. The case was dismissed.

"Thank you, your worship," said Fanny. "Give up the business and we won't need your thanks," said the bench.

[brookston]

Holidays 9.8

Holidays

Actor’s Day

Asturias Day (Spain)

Blondie Day

Blue’s Clues Day

Colorism Awareness Day

Community Day (Spain)

Day of Aid Workers

Day of the Battle of Borodino (Russia)

Extramadura Day (Spain)

Festa Della Rificolona ends (Paper Lantern Festival; Florence, Italy)

Fiestas de Santa Fe begins with the burning of the Zozobra (New Mexico)

Hazelnut Day (French Republic)

Iguana Awareness Day

International Day of Journalists

International Literacy Day (UN)

Kosrae Liberation Day (Micronesia)

La Vierge de Meritxell (Feast of Our Lady of Meritxell; Andorra)

Mariä Geburt (Liechtenstein)

Martyrs’ Day (a.k.a. Massoud Day; held on Shahrivar 18) [Can be 9.8 or 9.9]

Matki Boskiej Zielnej (a.k.a. Fest of Greenery; Poland)

Meritxell Day (Andorra)

National Actors Day

National Ampersand Day

National David Day

National Dog Walker Appreciation Day

National Double Merle Awareness Day

National Essential Medicine Shortages Awareness Day

National Iguana Awareness Day

National Lissencephaly Awareness Day

National Neighborhood Day

National Pardon Day

Onam ends (India)

Pardon Me Day

Pediatric Hematology/Oncology Nurses Day

Pledge of Allegiance Day

Solidarity Day of World Heritage Cities

Star Trek Day

Turkmen Bakhshi Day (Turkmenistan)

Victory Day (Malta)

World Gravity Day

World Physical Therapy Day

Worldwide Cystic Fibrosis Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Bacon Burger Day

Date Nut Bread Day

2nd Friday in September

Carry Nation Festival begins (Holly, Michigan) [Friday after 1st Monday thru Sunday]

Farmer-Consumer Awareness Day (Washington) [2nd Friday]

Fiesta de Santa Fe begins (New Mexico) [1st Friday after Labor Day]

Great Canadian Beer Festival (Victoria, BC) [2nd Friday & Saturday]

King Turkey Race (Minnesota) [2nd Friday]

Knabenschiessen begins (Switzerland) [2nd Friday thru Sunday]

Nae Nae Day [2nd Friday]

National Dog Walker Appreciation Day [1st Friday after Labor Day]

National Folk Festival begins [2nd Friday thru Sunday]

National 401(k) Day [Friday after 1st Monday]

Popeye Picnic begins (Chester, Illinois) [2nd Friday thru Sunday]

Stand Up to Cancer Day [2nd Friday]

Independence Days

Alsann (Declared; 2022) [unrecognized]

Andorra (Nation founded, 1728)

Macedonia (from Yugoslavia, 1991)

Seybold (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Adrian and Natalia of Nicomedia (Roman Catholic Church)

Adrian of Nicomedia (Christian; Saint Feast Day) [brewers, middle England's brewers guild] *

Carnot (Positivist; Saint)

Corbinian (Christian; Saint)

Disibod (a.k.a. Disen or Disbode; Christian; Saint)

Eusebius, Nestablus, Zeno, and Nestor (Christian; Martyrs)

Feast of Honor for Lada and Leda (Bread & Harvest Festival; Slavic Pagan/Asatru)

Feast of ‘Izzat (Might; Baha’i)

Feast of Papa-Lea (God of Kava Drinking)

Il-Vittorja (a.k.a. Feast of Our Lady of Victories; Malta)

Jill St. John Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Mead Day (Pagan)

Mimi Parent (Artology)

Monti Fest (Mangalorean Catholic; Parts of India)

Morty Moot Mope (Muppetism)

Nativity of Mary (Roman Catholic Church, Anglo-Catholicism)

Our Lady of Charity (Christian; Saint)

Our Lady of Covadonga (Christian; Saint)

Our Lady of Good Health of Vailankanni (Christian; Saint)

Our Lady of Meritxell (Andorra; Christian; Saint)

Ozias Humphry (Artology)

Paradoxically Non-Paradoxical Day (Pastafarian)

Sergius I, Pope (Christian; Saint)

Vicious Sex Day (Pastafarian)

Virgin Mary Day

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Fortunate Day (Pagan) [36 of 53]

Prime Number Day: 251 [54 of 72]

Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]

Premieres

Ally McBeal (TV Series; 1997)

Blue’s Clues (Children’s TV Series; 1996)

Bone Machine, by Tom Waits (Album; 1992)

Boys Town (Film; 1938)

The Breadwinner (Animated Film; 2017)

Brigadoon (Film; 1954)

Cat's Cradle, by Kurt Vonnegut Jr. (Novel; 1963)

Cold Comfort Farm, by Stella Gibbons (Novel; 1932)

Frank Sinatra Sings for Only the Lonely, by Frank Sinatra (Album; 1958)

Havana, by Camila Cabello (Song; 2017)

Hitchhiker, by Neil Young (Album; 2017)

Hold Your Fire, by Rush (Album; 1987)

iCarly (TV Series; 2007)

I Just Can’t Get You Out of My Head, by Kylie Minogue (Song; 2001)

It (Film; 2017)

Jeannie (Animated TV Series; 1973)

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, by Susanna Clarke (Novel; 2004)

Lovelorn Leghorn (WB LT Cartoon; 1951)

Make Me, 20th Jack Reacher book, by Lee Child (Novel; 2015)

Mouse-Warming (WB LT Cartoon; 1952)

Never for Ever, by Kate Bush (Album; 1980)

Nurse Betty (Film; 2000)

Psycho (Film; 1960)

The Pure and the Impure, by Colette (Novel; 1932)

Second Foundation, by Isaac Asimov (Novel; 1953) [Foundation #3]

The Sirens of Titan, by Kurt Vonnegut Jr. (Novel; 1959)

Star Trek (TV Series; 1966)

Suffer, by Bad Religion (Album; 1988)

Today’s Name Days

Adrian, Mariä Geburt (Austria)

Hadrijan, Maja, Marija, Sergije (Croatia)

Mariana (Czech Republic)

Maria (Denmark)

Mariann, Marianna, Marianne (Estonia)

Taimi (Finland)

Adrien, Béline (France)

Adrian, Mariä Geburt, Otmar (Germany)

Despoina, Genethlios, Skiadeni, Tsampika (Greece)

Adrienn, Mária (Hungary)

Immacolata, Maria (Italy)

Amirs, Ilga, Ilgonis, Nelda (Latvia)

Daumantė, Klementina, Liaugaudas, Vytautas (Lithuania)

Allan, Alma, Amalie (Norway)

Adrian, Adrianna, Klementyna, Maria, Nestor, Radosław, Radosława (Poland)

Natalia (Russia)

Miriama (Slovakia)

Cinta, Covadonga, Fuensanta, Meritxell, Natividad, Nazaret, Nuria, Sagrario, Sergio (Spain)

Alma, Hulda (Sweden)

Maria, Mary (Ukraine)

Adria, Adrian, Adriana, Adrianna, Adrien, Adrienne, Hadria, Hadrian, Hadrien, Joachim, Joakima, Joaquin, Joaquina (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 250 of 2024; 115 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 36 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Muin (Vine) [Day 3 of 28]

Chinese: Month 7 (Geng-Shen), Day 23 (Wu-Chen)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 21 Elul 5783

Islamic: 21 Safar 1445

J Cal: 10 Aki; Threesday [10 of 30]

Julian: 25 August 2023

Moon: 35%: Waning Crescent

Positivist: 27 Gutenberg (9th Month) [Carnot]

Runic Half Month: Rad (Motion) [Day 11 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 78 of 94)

Zodiac: Virgo (Day 17 of 32)

[brookstonalmanac]

Holidays 9.8

Holidays

Actor’s Day

Asturias Day (Spain)

Blondie Day

Blue’s Clues Day

Colorism Awareness Day

Community Day (Spain)

Day of Aid Workers

Day of the Battle of Borodino (Russia)

Extramadura Day (Spain)

Festa Della Rificolona ends (Paper Lantern Festival; Florence, Italy)

Fiestas de Santa Fe begins with the burning of the Zozobra (New Mexico)

Hazelnut Day (French Republic)

Iguana Awareness Day

International Day of Journalists

International Literacy Day (UN)

Kosrae Liberation Day (Micronesia)

La Vierge de Meritxell (Feast of Our Lady of Meritxell; Andorra)

Mariä Geburt (Liechtenstein)

Martyrs’ Day (a.k.a. Massoud Day; held on Shahrivar 18) [Can be 9.8 or 9.9]

Matki Boskiej Zielnej (a.k.a. Fest of Greenery; Poland)

Meritxell Day (Andorra)

National Actors Day

National Ampersand Day

National David Day

National Dog Walker Appreciation Day

National Double Merle Awareness Day

National Essential Medicine Shortages Awareness Day

National Iguana Awareness Day

National Lissencephaly Awareness Day

National Neighborhood Day

National Pardon Day

Onam ends (India)

Pardon Me Day

Pediatric Hematology/Oncology Nurses Day

Pledge of Allegiance Day

Solidarity Day of World Heritage Cities

Star Trek Day

Turkmen Bakhshi Day (Turkmenistan)

Victory Day (Malta)

World Gravity Day

World Physical Therapy Day

Worldwide Cystic Fibrosis Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Bacon Burger Day

Date Nut Bread Day

2nd Friday in September

Carry Nation Festival begins (Holly, Michigan) [Friday after 1st Monday thru Sunday]

Farmer-Consumer Awareness Day (Washington) [2nd Friday]

Fiesta de Santa Fe begins (New Mexico) [1st Friday after Labor Day]

Great Canadian Beer Festival (Victoria, BC) [2nd Friday & Saturday]

King Turkey Race (Minnesota) [2nd Friday]

Knabenschiessen begins (Switzerland) [2nd Friday thru Sunday]

Nae Nae Day [2nd Friday]

National Dog Walker Appreciation Day [1st Friday after Labor Day]

National Folk Festival begins [2nd Friday thru Sunday]

National 401(k) Day [Friday after 1st Monday]

Popeye Picnic begins (Chester, Illinois) [2nd Friday thru Sunday]

Stand Up to Cancer Day [2nd Friday]

Independence Days

Alsann (Declared; 2022) [unrecognized]

Andorra (Nation founded, 1728)

Macedonia (from Yugoslavia, 1991)

Seybold (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Adrian and Natalia of Nicomedia (Roman Catholic Church)

Adrian of Nicomedia (Christian; Saint Feast Day) [brewers, middle England's brewers guild] *

Carnot (Positivist; Saint)

Corbinian (Christian; Saint)

Disibod (a.k.a. Disen or Disbode; Christian; Saint)

Eusebius, Nestablus, Zeno, and Nestor (Christian; Martyrs)

Feast of Honor for Lada and Leda (Bread & Harvest Festival; Slavic Pagan/Asatru)

Feast of ‘Izzat (Might; Baha’i)

Feast of Papa-Lea (God of Kava Drinking)

Il-Vittorja (a.k.a. Feast of Our Lady of Victories; Malta)

Jill St. John Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Mead Day (Pagan)

Mimi Parent (Artology)

Monti Fest (Mangalorean Catholic; Parts of India)

Morty Moot Mope (Muppetism)

Nativity of Mary (Roman Catholic Church, Anglo-Catholicism)

Our Lady of Charity (Christian; Saint)

Our Lady of Covadonga (Christian; Saint)

Our Lady of Good Health of Vailankanni (Christian; Saint)

Our Lady of Meritxell (Andorra; Christian; Saint)

Ozias Humphry (Artology)

Paradoxically Non-Paradoxical Day (Pastafarian)

Sergius I, Pope (Christian; Saint)

Vicious Sex Day (Pastafarian)

Virgin Mary Day

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Fortunate Day (Pagan) [36 of 53]

Prime Number Day: 251 [54 of 72]

Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]

Premieres

Ally McBeal (TV Series; 1997)

Blue’s Clues (Children’s TV Series; 1996)

Bone Machine, by Tom Waits (Album; 1992)

Boys Town (Film; 1938)

The Breadwinner (Animated Film; 2017)

Brigadoon (Film; 1954)

Cat's Cradle, by Kurt Vonnegut Jr. (Novel; 1963)

Cold Comfort Farm, by Stella Gibbons (Novel; 1932)

Frank Sinatra Sings for Only the Lonely, by Frank Sinatra (Album; 1958)

Havana, by Camila Cabello (Song; 2017)

Hitchhiker, by Neil Young (Album; 2017)

Hold Your Fire, by Rush (Album; 1987)

iCarly (TV Series; 2007)

I Just Can’t Get You Out of My Head, by Kylie Minogue (Song; 2001)

It (Film; 2017)

Jeannie (Animated TV Series; 1973)

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, by Susanna Clarke (Novel; 2004)

Lovelorn Leghorn (WB LT Cartoon; 1951)

Make Me, 20th Jack Reacher book, by Lee Child (Novel; 2015)

Mouse-Warming (WB LT Cartoon; 1952)

Never for Ever, by Kate Bush (Album; 1980)

Nurse Betty (Film; 2000)

Psycho (Film; 1960)

The Pure and the Impure, by Colette (Novel; 1932)

Second Foundation, by Isaac Asimov (Novel; 1953) [Foundation #3]

The Sirens of Titan, by Kurt Vonnegut Jr. (Novel; 1959)

Star Trek (TV Series; 1966)

Suffer, by Bad Religion (Album; 1988)

Today’s Name Days

Adrian, Mariä Geburt (Austria)

Hadrijan, Maja, Marija, Sergije (Croatia)

Mariana (Czech Republic)

Maria (Denmark)

Mariann, Marianna, Marianne (Estonia)

Taimi (Finland)

Adrien, Béline (France)

Adrian, Mariä Geburt, Otmar (Germany)

Despoina, Genethlios, Skiadeni, Tsampika (Greece)

Adrienn, Mária (Hungary)

Immacolata, Maria (Italy)

Amirs, Ilga, Ilgonis, Nelda (Latvia)

Daumantė, Klementina, Liaugaudas, Vytautas (Lithuania)

Allan, Alma, Amalie (Norway)

Adrian, Adrianna, Klementyna, Maria, Nestor, Radosław, Radosława (Poland)

Natalia (Russia)

Miriama (Slovakia)

Cinta, Covadonga, Fuensanta, Meritxell, Natividad, Nazaret, Nuria, Sagrario, Sergio (Spain)

Alma, Hulda (Sweden)

Maria, Mary (Ukraine)

Adria, Adrian, Adriana, Adrianna, Adrien, Adrienne, Hadria, Hadrian, Hadrien, Joachim, Joakima, Joaquin, Joaquina (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 250 of 2024; 115 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 36 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Muin (Vine) [Day 3 of 28]

Chinese: Month 7 (Geng-Shen), Day 23 (Wu-Chen)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 21 Elul 5783

Islamic: 21 Safar 1445

J Cal: 10 Aki; Threesday [10 of 30]

Julian: 25 August 2023

Moon: 35%: Waning Crescent

Positivist: 27 Gutenberg (9th Month) [Carnot]

Runic Half Month: Rad (Motion) [Day 11 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 78 of 94)

Zodiac: Virgo (Day 17 of 32)

[atlanticcanada]

N.L. school board spent $682K battling human rights complaint filed by deaf child

Newfoundland and Labrador's English school board spent nearly $700,000 on the unsuccessful challenge of a human rights complaint filed on behalf of a deaf boy.

Documents obtained by the boy's father and shared with The Canadian Press today show the school board racked up $681,917 in legal bills to fight the complaint after it was filed in 2017.

The list of invoices shows the board spent nearly $494,000 last year alone as the case came before a tribunal in St. John's, N.L.

The province's human rights commission ruled in March that the board had discriminated against Carter Churchill, who is now 12, between 2016 and 2020, from kindergarten to Grade 3.

The ruling says Newfoundland and Labrador English School District failed to provide adequate supports for Carter, who is non-verbal and has cerebral palsy, and those failures caused him "irreparable damage," including a significant language delay.

The boy's father, Todd Churchill, says it's "appalling and disgusting" that the board spends so much on lawyers while children like Carter are left behind.

"Instead of just acknowledging it was a problem, resolving the problem, fixing the problem, they decided they were going to go on this nuclear option of trying to beat us down at all costs," he said in an interview.

This report by The Canadian Press was first published May 24, 2023.

from CTV News - Atlantic https://ift.tt/fdTO7r4

[revkilltaker]

Beach Boys – Beach Boys ‘69 - LP - Capitol Records - ST-11584

Pressing Stats

Pressing #: Repress - 1976 Canadian

Color:  Black

Qty Pressed: ???

Additional Info: Other Pressings Available

Track Listing

Darlin'

Wouldn't It Be Nice

Sloop John B.

California Girls

Do It Again

Wake The World

Aren't You Glad

Bluebirds Over The Mountain

Their Hearts Were Full Of Spring

Good Vibrations

God Only Knows

Barbara Ann

8.0/10

[rosesfromtheheart]

Roses from the Heart bonnet tributes to King Island

Group photo included shows from left to right:

Linda Payne, myself - Christina Henri, Janine Bayne and Lindy McAllister (née Davis).

One of our group, Kate Powell, took this photograph during the Mocktail Party. This was the final event of my Roses from the Heart, Bonnets and Boats Exhibition run in conjunction with Liz Virtue, Glen Derwent; potter Lee Farrell and members of the Wooden Boat Guild of Tasmania.

I am indebted to Rob Virtue for the use of his wooden dinghy in which the bonnets acknowledging the women travelling aboard the Neva were placed. I deliberately chose the Glen Derwent verandah for the ‘farewell’ ceremony. Standing on the wooden boards with the sky in sight, the cold air closing in and wind gusts manifesting helped create more of an affinity with the elements.

The group photo enclosed was taken at the completion of Sharon Hutchison reading aloud each name of the women and children aboard the ill-fated Neva. Sharon is one of my Roses from the Heart bonnet making group that meets regularly at Glen Derwent. Throughout the Bonnets and Boats Exhibition Sharon and fellow group member, Ruth Binny, performed a short play that looked at the Neva experience though the eyes of two survivors, Rose Ann Dunn (referred to in the play as ‘Rosie’) and Ann Cullen.

Sharon has a lovely soft accent, perfect for the solemness of the occasion as she read out the women and their children’s names. A Canadian, Sharon hails from the Maritimes Region of Eastern Canada (most specifically Nova Scotia and Newfoundland). Living on Newfoundland, Sharon had a connection by way of place, to the transportation era via the Duke of Leinster voyage that left Dublin in 1789 with 102 convict men and boys and 12 convict women. The captain landed most of the contingent of convicts at Bay Bulls on July 15th and the following day 17 more convicts disembarked at Petty Harbour, Newfoundland. Documentation shows a number of the convicts appeared to have been suffering from typhus.[1]This history deserves being told in detail as a separate story. Amongst the literature on the Duke of Leinsterwell researched articles such as Jerry Barristers’ Convict Transportation and the Colonial State in Newfoundland, 1789[2] were most insightful. In the context of this article I suspect readers would be surprised to learn that on the 24th October 1789, 74 of the men and six of the women were returned to England, sailing out of St John’s harbour, aboard the brig the Elizabeth and Clare. According to Barbara Hall[3] 23 of those [male] convicts were included amongst the consignment of convicts travelling aboard the Queen from Cobh, County Cork, Ireland in 1791, destination New South Wales, Australia.Roses from the Heart bonnet tributes have been created by Canadian women acknowledging the 12 Duke of Leinster women. These bonnets have been displayed in the Colchester Museum, Truro. Since the enclosed group photo was taken the Roses from the Heart bonnets remembering the Neva women and children have arrived safely on King Island, travelling across Bass Strait on the John Duigan. Linda Payne has now collected the bonnets and the two sponsored ‘convict dolls’. A massive thank you to Linda/ King Island Lions Club for taking on the custodianship of these particular bonnet tributes. Also enormous thanks to Kate Powell whose tailoring and embroidery skills shine through in each ‘convict doll’ she creates from pre-loved porcelain dolls.It is a lovely coincidence that two of the Roses from the Heart bonnet makers who are part of my Glen Derwent, New Norfolk group have a relationship to King Island. They have both been keen to be involved in a tangible acknowledgment of the women and children aboard the ill-fated Neva through the sponsorship of a ‘convict doll’. Lindy McAllister counts herself fortunate to have been born on King Island. Her early childhood was spent on the island until the family moved away in the early 1950s, as she describes ‘to the big island’.

That sense of connection to one’s place of birth has an enormous bearing for so many and for Lindy that is no exception.

Following my decision to present two ‘convict dolls’, one to the King Island Lions Club for permanent display at the Reekara Community Centre and one to the Historical Society for permanent exhibiting at the King Island Historical Museum[3] Lindy was very keen to be a sponsor. It is easy to see from the photo that she chose a fine doll from her own collection to be converted into a ‘convict lass’, representing 20 year old Rose Ann Dunn from Cavan. Rose Ann was one of the six convict women to survive the shipwreck.[4]

Since joining the bonnet making get-togethers at Glen Derwent Lindy has been fashioning captivating Roses from the Heart bonnet tributes integrating doillies and tablecloths as embellishment. Excitingly during this time she has become aware she has a female convict ancestor of her very own.

On reading Lindy’s words it is obvious this ‘convict doll’ sponsorship is extremely meaningful to her.

“On leaving the island in the 50’s…. there was always a call for my birthplace. The opportunity arose in being involved with the honouring of these lost lasses by way of a memorial [‘convict doll’].  In having a daughter of my own 34 years ago, I bought several porcelain heritage dolls for her. Now knowing they weren’t exactly play toys I stored them away until now, I thought it would be poignant to donate this particular doll with the same character traits as [Rose Ann Dunn], being  a lasting tribute for Rosanne a survivor of the Neva.

An overwhelming heartfelt feeling of nostalgia in sending her home to my birthplace has taken a part of my heart with her. Safe passage”.

Janine Bayne has a strong relationship with King Island and this bond inspired her to sponsor a ‘convict doll’ acknowledging the life of 64 year old Johanna Galvin from Limerick. Johanna was amongst the 224 that did not survive the Neva catastrophe.

Janine was drawn to Johanna Galvin’s circumstances. A widow and mother of 5 daughters, from 3 Mary Street, Limerick there was no social welfare support to fall back on. Her husband dead and a large family to feed times must surely have been tough. Research shows Johanna obtained money and wearing apparel under false pretences resulting in a sentence of 7 years Transportation to the colonies. Two of Johanna’s daughters, 30 year old Johanna Sweeney and already widowed 28 year old Bridget Hayes along with her infant child were also sentenced to 7 years transportation at the same time. Two weeks later a third daughter, Ellen Galvin, aged 19 received a 7 year sentence. Fortunately for Johanna’s daughter Bridget she was not aboard the Neva. Bridget was transported aboard the Roslin Castle which arrived safely in New South Wales in 1836.

Neither Johanna Galvin nor her daughter Johanna Sweeney survived the wreck of the Neva.  Daughter, Ellen Galvin was amongst the six female convict Neva survivors.

Janine Bayne moved to King Island with her late husband Peter in 1980. In the many years Janine was on the island she embroiled herself within community life. Amongst the list of endeavours she undertook Janine was the King Island Drama and Regional Arts Secretary and thespian. In a lovely link to the site where the Roses from the Heart bonnets remembering the Neva women and children will be exhibited, Janine once worked at the Reekara School as the office lady, teacher aide and library aide.

Over the years Janine and her friend Judy Cooper ran the Penny Wickham Tea Rooms and both ladies also ran a busy cottage business, King Island Naturals, making jumpers and children’s bootees from their very own Moorit bred sheep.

It is significant that the Bayne and Payne families have been friends since the 1980s making Linda Payne’s guardianship of the bonnets and the ‘convict dolls’ on King Island special.

I am so grateful that Linda Payne understood my vision of having Roses from the Heart bonnet tributes to the Neva women and children exhibited permanently both in Cobh at the Cobh Heritage Centre and also on King Island. These token mementos mark the beginning and the end of the Neva’s journey. The symbolic bonnets embody the feelings of the bonnet makers as they stitched and embellished fabric into a tactile offering, recognition that these women and their children’s lives mattered.

Within this particular collection of Roses from the Heart bonnets I am mindful that a mere six convict women lived out of the 159 women travelling on board the Neva in 1835. In this month of March, a month designated to remembering the history of women it seems relevant to reflect on Australia’s second largest maritime disaster and be mindful of those who died. Also understanding that those who survived would have endured consequential trauma throughout their lives.

[1] colloquially referred to as gaol fever

[2] https://journals.lib.unb.ca/index.php/Acadiensis/article/view/10845/11667[3] Barbara Hall, The Irish Vanguard, The Convicts of the Queen, Ireland to Botany Bay, 1791, Barbara Hall, 2009, p xv

[3] Appreciation to Luke Agati for his interest in exhibiting ‘convict doll’ representing Rose Ann Dunn

[4] In The Wreck of the Neva, Mercier Press, 2013, Cal McCarthy and Kevin Todd allocate an entire chapter, Chpt 13, pps 222-241 to ‘Life after the Neva’. Further information on the 6 surviving convict women is included.

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Dorinish island clew bay ireland

With the memory of my Grandfather's saying ringing in my ears, in April 2010 I took my sons, William & Michael (John being too small at the time) and we loaded up the 16' Canadian canoe I keep at my house in Murrisk and we decided to have one of those experiences you never forget. Certainly my Grandfather, John Wat Gavin, who fished the area all his life, used to say 'The sea's too many for anyone', advice I took to heart and always remember to this day. They were purportedly clannish and staunch in their rules about the sea: 'The sea claims its own' was one oft repeated maxim apparently when people went out in rough weather lacking the requisite prudence. Locally there are also lots of things said about the nature of the islanders as opposed to the mainlanders. All would then get back in the boat (much the worse for wear) and head back out into the bay. There are great stories in the village of the islanders coming over in a small boat with a sail for Reek Sunday or some fair or other and having great craic singing and drinking. It may have been somewhat idyllic by comparison to life on the mainland, no landlord and plenty of fish and winkles. Certainly when the English owned the land, many people took to the islands to avoid paying rent, or were forced there if they were put off their land. Talking the island life over with locals, it may not have been so bad. When my family bought the island there were still huts at one end (the boy Scout in me immediately noticed that it wasn't the best end-you'd have thought the fact that it was the opposite end to where the earth works were would have been a reasonable clue to this fact). I should imagine it was quite boring a lot of the time and apparently there was always a couple thumbing a lift into Westport from the end of the island. I think the experiment lasted about a year. My uncles tell of them being cold and hungry a lot of the time. My family still remember them and indeed, I bumped into one of them last year in Matt Malloy's in Westport. When Lennon owned it (in 1970 in fact) he let a group of hippies set up a commune on the island. But it can be the bleakest of places as well. Of course, when the sun is shining, there's nothing like a day out on the island. I've often reflected that it must have been a very tough existence. The area of water behind the island is charted as Dorinish harbour, which speaks of the shelter afforded from the prevailing westerlies by the island. They kept animals on the island and burnt driftwood and traded turf for ballast from the gravel bank that connects the north and south ends of the island with boats coming out from Achill (the largest Island in Clew Bay). The way I was told, it was the pilots island where you would pick up a person with local knowledge who would steer your ship through the channel to the busy harbour at Westport. One of the hugely frustrating things about the West of Ireland is that there seems to be a great deal of history that remains untold and the story of the islanders of Clew Bay is one of many such stories. It was inhabited once, and still has a lot of visible ground works as well as the remains of a stone built pier on the northern most islet. Tiny Dorinish is about 19 acres all told. It's the most westerly of the reputed 365 small islands of Clew Bay the much larger and still inhabited Clare Island guards the mouth of the bay. The tiny island is one of the most special places in my life as my uncles bought it from John Lennon (of all people) in 1984. My friend Siobhan Kelly at the oratory on top of Croagh Patrick after an exhausting climb. Patrick stayed for forty days and nights in the fifth century. Dotted with small islands, it is over-looked by the sentinel-like Croagh Patrick (Irish: Cruach Phadraig), the pyramidal mountain where St. Clew Bay has been immortalised in many a song and has featured on the television not infrequently as it is, without doubt, one of the most beautiful places in the world. It is an island in Clew Bay on the West coast of Ireland. In which I wax lyrical about Murrisk, Clew Bay and all things Mayo, and tell you a story about my connection to John Lennon, The Beatles, and an uninhabited Island in the Atlantic ocean.ĭorinish (Irish: Deoirinis, pron: door-wrench) is a place which is very close to my heart.