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unteriors · 9 months
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E Parkview Drive, Caruthersville, Missouri.
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padawan-historian · 1 year
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Motherhood may be a social construct, but womb wellness is ancestral and rooted in the memories and magic of our indigenous, immigrant, and diaspora communities.
[1] Young mother carrying a sleeping child on her back in the market on Hong Kong Island(1946- 47)
[2] Mother holds her young child as they sit outside a Federal Security Administration building as they prepare to move to Southeast Missouri Farms (1938)
[3] Washerwoman holding a baby in one arm and stirring a wash boiler filled with clothes (1919)
[4]  Nellie Zelda Star Boy Menard, a Rosebud Sioux quiltmaker, with her baby in South Dakota (1936-42)
[5] Two Polish mothers shelter with their newborns during the siege of Warsaw (1939)
[6] A young migrant worker sits on a bed with her children in a temporary residence on river side of the levee in Caruthersville, Missouri (1938)
[7] Florence Jones and her mother, Kate Wilson, posing together with a bike in Lincoln, Nebraska (1919-25)  
[8] An indigenous mother smiles with a baby from blueberry camp near Little Fork, Minnesota (1937)
[9] A nursing mother smiles down at her infant (1940)
[10] Mrs. Chick Uno with her daughters, Sheila and Naomi, tend their flower garden at their home in Hyde Park, Massachusetts (1944)
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checkcharm · 2 months
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lboogie1906 · 5 months
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Cedric Antonio Kyles (born April 24, 1964) known by his stage name Cedric the Entertainer, is an actor, stand-up comedian, and game show host. He hosted ComicView and Def Comedy Jam. He is known for co-starring on The Steve Harvey Show, as one of The Original Kings of Comedy, and for starring as Eddie Walker in Barbershop. He hosted the 12th season of the daytime version of Who Wants to Be a Millionaire and starred in The Soul Man. He has done voice work for Ice Age, the Madagascar film series, Charlotte’s Web, and Planes, and Planes: Fire & Rescue. He currently stars on The Neighborhood. He received a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
He was raised in Caruthersville, Missouri, but after junior high school, he moved to Berkeley, Missouri.
He earned a BS in Communications from Southeast Missouri State University.
In Code Name: The Cleaner, he plays Jake, a janitor with amnesia who may be a secret undercover government agent involved in an illegal arms conspiracy. He starred in Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins, Johnson Family Vacation, and Street Kings.
He appeared as the lead comedian at the White House Correspondents Dinner.
He has won many awards, beginning with $500 in the Johnny Walker National Comedy Contest and the Miller Genuine Draft Comedy Contest. BET named him Richard Pryor Comic of the Year. He has won four NAACP awards.
He was inducted into the St. Louis Walk of Fame.
He was the special guest host for WWE Raw on September 21, 2009.
He made his directorial debut with Dance Fu.
He appeared in the Broadway revival of American Buffalo.
He continues his involvement with his high school by awarding a scholarship each year to a graduating senior through the Cedric the Entertainer Charitable Foundation. He is a member of Kappa Alpha Psi Fraternity. He was awarded an honorary doctorate in Fine Arts and Humanities by Lincoln University of Missouri. St. Louis honored him by renaming the street Cedric The Entertainer Way. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence #kappaalphapsi
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dennispartridge · 8 months
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History of Caruthersville Missouri
Many cities and towns across America celebrated their centennials with festive parades, picnics, fairs, and other sources of entertainment. This history of Caruthersville Missouri was written as a result of the 100th birthday celebration of Caruthersville Missouri. This unique publication enables the researcher to obtain an overall history of the community (always shown in a favorable light) with…
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yendao42 · 4 years
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Caruthersville Public LIbrary
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yesterdaysprint · 7 years
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The Democrat-Argus, Caruthersville, Missouri, April 23, 1935
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dannofaust · 2 years
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Day 56 - Caruthersville to LRM Mile 805
Day 56 – Caruthersville to LRM Mile 805
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mrtrapper21 · 5 years
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Caruthersville PD says to check storage areas for missing items
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filosofablogger · 2 years
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Good People Doing Good Things -- Rescuers
Good People Doing Good Things — Rescuers
Today’s good people are everyday people who just happened to be in the right place at the right time … and jumped in to help someone with a disability, likely saving that person’s life. Jake Manna was installing solar panels in Buttermilk Bay in Plymouth, Massachusetts, when he heard that a 5-year-old girl with autism was missing in the neighborhood. Though he was unfamiliar with the area, Manna…
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checkcharm · 2 months
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gilasplace · 5 years
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Humane Society seeking information about dumped animals
Humane Society seeking information about dumped animals
(Caruthersville, MO)   Caruthersville Humane Society representatives are seeking information about two separate animal dumping cases this week.  Humane Society President Karol Wilcox said that the shelter was dealing with an injured dog dumped in the Brown Shoe Ditch in Caruthersville and several cats dumped on county road 408 in Pemiscot County in the last four days.
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naralanis · 4 years
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little bumps in the road (pt. 5)
Parts 1, 2, 3, 4
there’s a change after lena’s little breakdown back in kansas--a paradigm shift that upends their entire dynamic seemingly overnight in ways that lena cannot even begin to comprehend.
but she can categorize them.
at the beginning of this road trip of insanity, when someone had taken a bag off her head and shoved her in a jeep with kara--kara, alive, with cropped hair and new glasses and alive--they had merely existed in the same space, because... well, lena was furious, kara was furious, and so they sat together, stewing in their anger in a confined space for hundreds and hundreds of miles.
so it had been... silence, and a whole lot of ignoring one another, when they weren’t sniping, fighting, bickering. willful, stubborn, heavy and deliberate silence. but now? now that silence is often interrupted -- not always by words, but by looks.
there’s glances, all from kara, and they say things more clearly than words ever could, and they come when lena is least prepared. it’s a look that asks her whether she’s alright--the answer to that is almost always a categorical no-- while kara is driving, or through the glass of a phone booth while she attempts yet another of her mysterious calls as lena waits outside. it’s a poorly concealed glance at a rest stop that asks whether or not she’s hungry, a side-eyed gaze that asks the silent question of what’s on your mind?
lena doesn’t know how to deal with any of it, has simply no idea how. but glances are only part of this altered dynamic, of this unexpected shift, because now there is also talking.
they talk. or well, kara talks--to lena, for lena, sometimes for no reason at all. they’re not exactly having conversations--not yet, because that still requires more than what lena’s prepared to contribute--but at least they’re not arguing, either, and that feels like a considerable step forward.
kara will talk about everything and nothing; little comments on the weather, passing observations on the scenery, but that’s not all. she’ll tell lena things--not important things, because they’re not there yet, and sometimes lena wonders if they’ll ever be-- but things nonetheless, like where they’ll be stopping next, or an interest factoid about the state they’re in (like, the location of the nation’s largest inflatable donut or something equally ridiculous).
but the most worrying of all, the thing that really throws lena off her game, that unbalances completely, is the touching.
the first time lena registers kara’s casual touches, she feels like she almost has an honest-to-god aneurysm, because the last two times that kara’s touched her happened to be when lena was in the middle of a panic attack, and it’s like her body remembers those particular circumstances. she nearly jumps out of her skin the next time she feels kara’s hand on her shoulder.
it turns out to just be kara asking whether she’s done with the sink (at a motel in nebraska, this time), and lena’s heart is still hammering in her ribcage as kara gives her one of those are you ok? looks.
over the course of a few days, lena grows used to it all--kind of, but not really, but as much as she can under the circumstances, she accepts these new little facets of her current reality.
she’s lost track of time--maybe they’ve been on the run for weeks, maybe it’s been months, who’s to say? but at every rest-stop, at every shitty motel or random attraction, kara’s there, looking, talking, and touching, and lena doesn’t feel so horribly untethered any more. she’s still terrified, confused, and generally listless, but... it’s easier to breathe, somehow.
they’re approaching the state-line between missouri and tennessee when lena dares (she hasn’t tried since... texas, maybe) to ask a question.
she’s been dotting the places they’ve passed through on a roadmap she picked up a few towns ago--some are so small they’re not even on the map--trying to make sense of the route kara has been seemingly making up as they go.
she stabs through the paper with her pencil at caruthersville, missouri, knowing they’ll cross the mississippi sooner or later.
“are we going all the way to the east coast?” she asks, mostly just voicing her thoughts aloud, not really expecting kara to give her an answer. to her surprise, kara does, barking out a little laugh.
“i mean, if we have to, sure.”
lena almost drops the pencil and the map, she turns to kara so quickly.
“why would we have to?”
kara shoots her a look, but it’s got... mirth, something that has been missing from that blue gaze since... since they had decided to be enemies. give or take.
“we’re kind of on the run, lena. in these situations, it’s imperative that we keep on running.” she quips sarcastically.
lena blinks. are they talking-talking now?
“are we running anywhere in particular?”
kara’s lips press into a thin line, and she doesn’t answer for so long lena thinks that well has run dry. but, once again, kara surprises her.
“just... away.” her eyes are glued to the road ahead. “there’s no plan, if that’s what you’re asking. at least not yet.”
“not yet?”
kara shakes her head, sighs deeply. “not until i get in touch with some friends, at least.”
there are many follow-up questions to that, but lena settles on what is probably the worst possible choice imaginable.
“are we having a conversation right now?”
she can see kara tense a little, hears the sharper intake of her breath and regrets her words immediately; however, kara sighs once more, relaxing into her seat by degrees.
“sure. if you want to.”
lena swallows dryly, her throat tight all of a sudden. there are so many things she wants to say, so many questions, worries, so, so much to get off her chest.
“uuh,” she starts off, hoping to find the words along the way, and kara laughs a little. “what... what friends are you trying to get in touch with?”
“the usual,” kara says, looking a little wistful, and lena can tell she’s trying to keep her smile up for her sake. “mostly, i need to reach alex somehow.”
“is... is alex the one you’ve been trying to call? from the pay-phones?”
kara nods the affirmative. “we have a few codes; a system in place if we ever need to contact one another if we’re ever in trouble. she hasn’t been answering, which is a little worrying, but i’m sure she’s just waiting for the right moment.”
if we’re ever in trouble...
“did, uh... did the briefcase come from alex, too?”
“yeah. she made me memorize several coordinates across the country--said they would be useful if the fortress was ever compromised.”
which it was, lena thinks immediately. because of her.
“anyway,” kara continues, oblivious to lena’s thoughts, hands running over the steering wheel a little nervously. “i’m sure she’ll answer soon. she’s probably got too many eyes on her right now.”
lena perks up at that, brow quirked in question.
“too many eyes on her? why?”
kara seems to shrink in her seat.
“well...” she says, eyes darting like they’re looking for answers and finding none. “alex doesn’t... she doesn’t exactly know... that uh... she doesn’t know you’re with me.”
lena blinks, opens her mouth, closes it again. kara looks sheepish.
“she may be leading the manhunt for you.”
“she what?!”
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yesterdaysprint · 7 years
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The Democrat-Argus, Caruthersville, Missouri, May 9, 1941
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hagleyvault · 4 years
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We’re featuring a Parisian #TravelTuesday on account of Bastille Day, the annual observation of the Storming of the Bastille, which occurred on this day in 1789.
This souvenir postcard was created on January 8, 1954. A note on the reverse reads “Mrs. Christine Roland, Caruthersville, Missouri”; the item was once part of the personal collection of Pierre S. du Pont (1870-1954).
These items are part of the  To view more postcards and items from the Hagley Library’s P.S. du Pont photographs (Longwood) collection (Acc. 1969.002) collection, click here to visit its page in our Digital Archive.
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