Category Archives: History

Western Writer

https://medium.com/@Louis_LAmour/hard-work-and-a-library-card-ef4a65bbe92b

True West: Wanted

https://truewestmagazine.com/wanted-dead-alive-2/

Historical Cartoon People!


Monday I was on a run and saw this full size image of the famed historical cartoon, “Betty Boop“.  I enjoyed the old cartoons.
Betty Boop made her first appearance August 9, 1930. The cartoon was created by Max Fleischer.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Betty_Boop

From Blood Brother to Broken Arrow – True West Magazine

https://truewestmagazine.com/from-blood-brother-to-broken-arrow/

In Memory Of!


As our Chief editor, owner and CEO of this media group, Mr. Mark Ivy wrote earlier today in one of his stories, a tragic day we all faced a few years back. I follow his lead with this posting to remind everyone worldwide, that our “FLAG” is still flying high, and it always will!

Memorial – Lest We Forget

From the Desert with feet planted firmly in the Cornfield

It seemed to be a quiet, sunny day in the dwindling hours of summer. People going about their business. Children rushed off to school. Flights of pleasure, business and fancy were seemingly soaring the skies peacefully.

Tranquility and a sense of safety were shattered in an instant as a commercial jetliner plowed into the World Trade Center (WTC). What first seemed to be nothing more than a tragic accident was quickly revealed to be more diabolic in nature.

The world watched horror-struck as a second jetliner in live airtime was shown deliberately crashing into the second tower of the WTC.

The unthinkable, that which seemed to only be comprehensible in a movie script, lifted from the page of fiction into the horrifying fact of reality. Life changed forever.

9-11-2

I rolled over. Opened my eyes. With blurred vision, I looked at the clock. 10:48 a.m. I sprang out of bed, shaking my head, wondering why I had slept so late.

I grabbed my robe, moving between my loveseats to turn on the television. I made my way back around what I called, my loveseat, to make my morning coffee.

Strangely I heard the voices of Katie Couric and Matt Lauer. In disbelief, disconcerted and shocked, I listened and learned about the attack on America.

Nearly spilling the water, I finished making my coffee. I stumbled back to my loveseat to watch and listen to the unfolding events.

I yelled at the troubled young man sleeping on my other loveseat, “Wake up! We’ve been attacked!

Frightened, not knowing what to do, how to react, what to say, the young man took off on his bike. Running, trying to find comfort, peace and some sense of what was happening.

I stayed glued to the TV.

Not only had two commercial planes been used as guided missiles exploding into the WTC, but another had been fatally directed at the Pentagon.

But, this was not the end.

The news revealed a fourth jetliner, its objective still unknown, was deflected from further mass destruction by the heroics of passengers. Passengers, who followed the highest law of Love.

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” John 15:13 (KJV)

The unthinkable had become a deliberate, thought-out scheme of murder, destruction, mayhem, pain and suffering.

What had happened to America’s tranquility and safety?

Gone in moments.

What were and are we to do?

What could and can our leaders do?

What was and is America to do?

Life changed forever.

From the Cornfield, we pause, as we do each year, and remember the lives lost, the heroes, the resolve of a nation to not back down, to rise from the ashes and press on for a better day filled with peace, liberty and justice for all.

We will never forget.

We will never crumble.

We will stand tall.

We will cross any valley, climb any mountain, ford any stream and remain forever that shining city on a hill to which the world looks to find light in the darkness of ignorance, fear, intolerance and injustice.

Upstate NY History Markers


Good morning everyone. Here is some history sites in upstate New York. These areas I go through during work. There’s a lot of history in New York, the upstate region and for that matter all over. I like history.
These 2 sites are only a few miles apart from each other and only minutes from the company I work for.
Here’s an update regarding 2 Indian half brothers: “Handsome Lake and Cornplanter“.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Handsome_Lake

Labor Day Weekend

Hard labor – It’s Slick Nick!
Don’t look now, but we have arrived at that seminal point in the year which is unofficially known as the last weekend of summer.
That’s right, it is Labor Day weekend!
Remember when Labor Day meant the last barbecues, the last family get togethers, the last day of the vacation season before the kids headed back to school?
Ah, those days are long gone.
Some schools have already been in session for almost a month.
Vacation season is now whenever the boss lets you use those built up days of labor over the last year.
Labor Day, began by President Grover Cleveland, was a day to recover following labor unrest, which resulted in loss of life when workers were rebelling against inhumane treatment by company owners.
It has since morphed into a celebration of the hard work that employees across the nation have done over the past 12 months.
Most recently, it has evolved into just another 3-day weekend with the reasons for the day lost in the collective memory, stored away in crevices not easily accessed.
So to all those who bother to read my drivel, I offer you a hearty, “Happy Labor Day!
Enjoy it while you can.
For those still working, it’s back to the grind on Tuesday, if you are lucky enough not to be working this weekend.

The Genesee River!


Here’s an old river, going back to the glacier days. The Genesee river runs between Pennsylvania and New York state. A total of approximately 160 miles according to records. It was also a homestead through various areas to the indians. Both the Seneca and Iroquois nations during the 1800’s.
Then in later 1800’s and still today, it was harnessed for hydro power to flour,clothing, and tool fabricating mills.
Picture 1 is the river running north, and picture 2 is the river running south.
If you look at picture 3, now almost 200 years ago, a man by the name of Joseph Cox ran a ferry between 1820 and 1830. This was ended when a wooden bridge was erected. Then in later years, which I remember, “iron trestles”, bridges were constructed for both car and railroad crossings. I remember these when I was young. The trestles were all iron, very big.

Old Rochester Subway System


Here’s a picture of one of my early photo projects years back, people. This is real Rochester history. Today it’s as you see it. This became a home to “homeless” through the years. I think now it has somewhat stopped due to the authorities. But people of sorts still go there.