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The Biden administration is removing William Penn from Philadelphia.

New plans by the National Park Service to renovate Old City’s Welcome Park include removing the centerpiece statue of William Penn permanently and redesigning the park to highlight Native American history — a move that has angered Pennsylvania’s Republican leadership.

The plan is a major shift, considering that the park was built on the site of Penn’s home, the Slate Roof House, and is named for the ship, Welcome, that transported him from England. Penn actually landed first in 1682 near the intersection of the Delaware River and Chester Creek in Chester.

Welcome Park is part of Independence National Historical Park and was completed in 1982 on designs by Venturi, Scott Brown and Associates to commemorate the 300th anniversary of Penn’s arrival.

The wide-open park across from the former site of City Tavern aims to tell the story of Penn’s vision for the city. Although a lesser-known area of Independence Park, it provides visitors with an overview of the city layout and history of Penn’s landing. The Penn statue includes a farewell ode to Philadelphia, imparting “what love, what care, what service, what travail have there been to bring thee forth.”

Now, the National Park Service wants to rehabilitate the park in time for the 250th birthday celebration of America in 2026. The park on Second Street between Chestnut and Walnut Streets has fallen into disrepair with rows of broken granite floor.

Representatives for the National Park Service could not be reached for comment Monday. They are seeking public comment on the proposal, according to their website.

Plans announced Friday call for “an expanded interpretation of the Native American history of Philadelphia” in consultation with Indigenous nations of the Haudenosaunee, Delaware Nation, Delaware Tribe of Indians, Shawnee Tribe, and the Eastern Shawnee Tribe of Oklahoma.

Designs would keep some parts of the current park, including the original Philadelphia street grid, but the “Penn statue and Slate Roof House model will be removed and not reinstalled,” according to the plans.

Republican outcry

“The decision by President Biden and his administration to try and cancel William Penn out of whole cloth is another sad example of the left in this country scraping the bottom of the barrel of woke-ism to advance an extreme ideology and a nonsensical view of history,” Pennsylvania House Republican Leader Bryan Cutler (R., Lancaster) said in a statement.

Cutler said the treaty signed by Penn with Native Americans was historical and with “mutual respect shown between Penn and Native tribes.”

“This issue is also deeply personal to me,” Cutler said. “The first Cutlers came to Pennsylvania in 1685 on the ship Rebekah, not long after Penn’s arrival in 1682. They came to Pennsylvania because they were Quakers who shared Penn’s view of religious tolerance and peace.”

Cutler said removing the statue creates an “absurd and revisionist view of our state’s history.” He said he plans to introduce a resolution honoring William Penn and “encouraging” the National Park Service to halt the plan.

Pennsylvania State Sen. Scott Martin (R., Berks) and chair of the Senate Appropriations Committee, on social media called the plan “absolutely disgraceful.”

Native Americans

Welcome Park, though not necessarily the statue of Penn, has also been the site of some resentment among Native Americans. The plot had been given to the Haudenosaunee (Six Nations from the Iroquois Confederacy) in January 1755 by John Penn, William Penn’s grandson. In the 1700s, Native American groups often visited Philadelphia for diplomatic and trade meetings. They sometimes numbered in the hundreds and visited so frequently that John Penn asked the Provincial Council of Philadelphia to consider setting aside a piece of land for these gatherings. The delegations often refused to negotiate treaties until they could stand on their own ground and build a council fire.

A 2020 Inquirer article chronicled a trip by six women from the Iroquois Confederacy in upstate New York to reconnect with the patch of tribal land on the site of Welcome Park.

“I anticipated a park in a natural pristine state. Like any other park, it would have trees, grass, water,” said Louise McDonald (Native name Wa’kerakátste), a Mohawk Bear Clan Mother from Akwesasne, N.Y. “I was frozen for a minute because I felt it had been choked and that it wasn’t a true representation of the original intentions of the space. It just seemed to be purposely buried with a cover-up narrative. There certainly seems to be a feeling of erasure intended to remove any spirit that would imply that we were once there.”

Penn in Philly

William Penn’s likenesses will still remain in Philly. The statue of Penn atop City Hall is a landmark, visible from many parts of the city.

And there is another Penn statue at Penn Treaty Park off North Delaware Avenue at the corner of East Columbia Avenue and Beach Street. Legend says Penn and a local Lenape clan made a peace agreement under an elm tree. The original “treaty elm” has long been replaced, but the park contains an obelisk and plaque memorializing the agreement, as well as a statue of Penn.

The discussion of the Penn statue’s removal is not the first time in recent years that Philadelphia has seen a struggle over statues.

The statue of Frank L. Rizzo, the late mayor and police commissioner, was ordered removed from in front of the Municipal Services Building in 2020 by then-Mayor Jim Kenney amid sweeping protests after the murder of George Floyd. Also in recent years, people have petitioned to have the Christopher Columbus statue in Marconi Plaza removed, though it still remains. _______________________________________

Time to start finding problematic people the folks on the left like and tearing monuments to them down, maybe Fredrick Douglas was sexist, we already know MLK was a Zionist that should count against him for some people, know who else was a Zionist

Wonder where the "Ruth Sent Us" group is now.......

Maybe we find something bad Harriet Tubman did and start to disqualify her, she may have been mean to native Americans or something.

Given enough time they're going to find something wrong with everyone that has a statue eventually.

Start with every single statue and bust of karl marx

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kvetchlandia · 1 year

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Harold Chapman Allen Ginsberg in the Beat Hotel, Rue Git-Le Coeur Paris, 1956

In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for the Los Angeles Express to depart worrying about eternity over the Post Office roof in the night-time red downtown heaven staring through my eyeglasses I realized shuddering these thoughts were not eternity, nor the poverty of our lives, irritable baggage clerks, nor the millions of weeping relatives surrounding the buses waving goodbye, nor other millions of the poor rushing around from city to city to see their loved ones, nor an indian dead with fright talking to a huge cop by the Coke machine, nor this trembling old lady with a cane taking the last trip of her life, nor the red-capped cynical porter collecting his quar- ters and smiling over the smashed baggage, nor me looking around at the horrible dream, nor mustached negro Operating Clerk named Spade, dealing out with his marvelous long hand the fate of thousands of express packages, nor fairy Sam in the basement limping from leaden trunk to trunk, nor Joe at the counter with his nervous breakdown smiling cowardly at the customers, nor the grayish-green whale's stomach interior loft where we keep the baggage in hideous racks, hundreds of suitcases full of tragedy rocking back and forth waiting to be opened, nor the baggage that's lost, nor damaged handles, nameplates vanished, busted wires & broken ropes, whole trunks exploding on the concrete floor, nor seabags emptied into the night in the final warehouse.

Yet Spade reminded me of Angel, unloading a bus, dressed in blue overalls black face official Angel's work- man cap, pushing with his belly a huge tin horse piled high with black baggage, looking up as he passed the yellow light bulb of the loft and holding high on his arm an iron shepherd's crook.

III

It was the racks, I realized, sitting myself on top of them now as is my wont at lunchtime to rest my tired foot, it was the racks, great wooden shelves and stanchions posts and beams assembled floor to roof jumbled with baggage, --the Japanese white metal postwar trunk gaudily flowered & headed for Fort Bragg, one Mexican green paper package in purple rope adorned with names for Nogales, hundreds of radiators all at once for Eureka, crates of Hawaiian underwear, rolls of posters scattered over the Peninsula, nuts to Sacramento, one human eye for Napa, an aluminum box of human blood for Stockton and a little red package of teeth for Calistoga- it was the racks and these on the racks I saw naked in electric light the night before I quit, the racks were created to hang our possessions, to keep us together, a temporary shift in space, God's only way of building the rickety structure of Time, to hold the bags to send on the roads, to carry our luggage from place to place looking for a bus to ride us back home to Eternity where the heart was left and farewell tears began.

A swarm of baggage sitting by the counter as the trans- continental bus pulls in. The clock registering 12:15 A.M., May 9, 1956, the second hand moving forward, red. Getting ready to load my last bus.-Farewell, Walnut Creek Richmond Vallejo Portland Pacific Highway Fleet-footed Quicksilver, God of transience. One last package sits lone at midnight sticking up out of the Coast rack high as the dusty fluorescent light.

The wage they pay us is too low to live on. Tragedy reduced to numbers. This for the poor shepherds. I am a communist. Farewell ye Greyhound where I suffered so much, hurt my knee and scraped my hand and built my pectoral muscles big as a vagina.

-- Allen Ginsberg, “In The Baggage Room At Greyhound” 1956

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Extremists Links: Far Right Groups Target LGBTIQ Events

The latest reporting on extremist groups within the Radical Right.

White Supremacists, Militia Movement, and Far Right Extremists

Year in Review: Anti-LGBTQ+ Hate & Extremism Incidents, 2022 – 2023 [ADL]

“Hatred, plain and simple”: “Groomer” trope linked to nearly 200 anti-LGBTQ+ attacks in 11 months [Salon]

Germany saw 2,480 antisemitic incidents in 2022, monitoring group says [Associated Press]

Colorado LGBTQ+ nightclub shooting suspect pleads guilty to 5 counts of murder [ABC News]

Colorado Springs LGBTQ+ club mass killer gets life in prison, victim says ‘devil awaits’ defendant [Associated Press]

Queer artwork defaced in Bay Ridge, second anti-LGBTQIA+ incident since April [Brooklyn Paper]

Two arrested during brawl between Proud Boys, nationalists protesting Oregon City Pride, police and witness say [The Oregonian]

J6ers and Proud Boys Among Anti-LGBT Crowd Outside Glendale School Board Meeting [Daily Beast]

Taunton synagogue and private home targeted with antisemitic, racist graffiti, police chief says [The Boston Globe]

Neo-Nazis disrupt a drag story hour in New Hampshire [NBC News]

Community Confronts Neo-Nazis And Proud Boys Disrupting Kid’s Pride Event In Sacramento, CA. [It’s Going Down]

White supremacist Patriot Front blocked by counter protesters at Prattville’s first-ever Pride picnic [AL.com]

White supremacist group Patriot Front protests Prattville pride picnic [Alabama Political Reporter]

DOJ called to assist in investigation of Pride flag thefts in Carnation [CBS News]

Middletown police chief: Supremacy propaganda, 'symbolism of hate' will be taken 'very seriously' [The Middletown Press]

Suburban man facing hate crime after Pride flag torn down at College of Lake County [WGN]

Sacramento County residents ‘don’t want to back down to hate’ after vandals burn Pride flags [The Sacramento Bee]

Neo-Nazi Group Leader Jon Minadeo Jr. Arrested For Disorderly Conduct in Georgia [The Daily Beast]

Antisemitic demonstrations across Georgia spur calls for state law and renew First Amendment debate [Georgia Recorder]

Georgia officials outraged over Neo-Nazi gathering outside Cobb synagogue [The Atlanta Journal-Constitution]

'Not going to let them win': Anti-Semitic protesters demonstrate at Macon synagogue, fliers appear in Warner Robins neighborhoods [CBS News]

Georgia Gov. Brian Kemp denounces neo-Nazi demonstrations that occurred outside synagogues [Associated Press]

East Cobb synagogue target of Nazi flags anti-Semitic signs [East Cobb News]

Antisemitic incidents in Macon and Warner Robins, People urged to report hate crimes [CBS News]

Anti-Semitic Flyers Found In Lavon, Texas Neighborhoods [Local Profile]

Hate incidents, groups grow in Indiana as far-right rhetoric takes root [News and Tribune]

Residents report hateful flyers being distributed in Baltimore City and County [Baltimore Banner]

North Baltimore residents find racist, anti-LGBTQ+ flyers; hateful literature being investigated in city, county [The Baltimore Sun]

Police investigating white supremacist propaganda spread in Delaware County town [ABC News]

White supremacist banners and signs from Patriot Front appear up and down Berkshire County [The Berkshire Eagle]

String of antisemitic statements flood Walnut Creek council meetings during virtual public comment [ABC News]

“White Lives Matter” propaganda litters Enumclaw yards [The Courier-Herald]

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"This Lime-tree Bower my Prison" by Samuel Taylor Coleridge (read by Sir Ian McKellen)

Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, such as would have been Most sweet to my remembrance even when age Had dimm'd mine eyes to blindness! They, meanwhile, Friends, whom I never more may meet again, On springy heath, along the hill-top edge, Wander in gladness, and wind down, perchance, To that still roaring dell, of which I told; The roaring dell, o'erwooded, narrow, deep, And only speckled by the mid-day sun; Where its slim trunk the ash from rock to rock Flings arching like a bridge;—that branchless ash, Unsunn'd and damp, whose few poor yellow leaves Ne'er tremble in the gale, yet tremble still, Fann'd by the water-fall! and there my friends Behold the dark green file of long lank weeds, That all at once (a most fantastic sight!) Still nod and drip beneath the dripping edge Of the blue clay-stone.

Now, my friends emerge

Beneath the wide wide Heaven—and view again The many-steepled tract magnificent Of hilly fields and meadows, and the sea, With some fair bark, perhaps, whose sails light up The slip of smooth clear blue betwixt two Isles Of purple shadow! Yes! they wander on In gladness all; but thou, methinks, most glad, My gentle-hearted Charles! for thou hast pined And hunger'd after Nature, many a year, In the great City pent, winning thy way With sad yet patient soul, through evil and pain And strange calamity! Ah! slowly sink Behind the western ridge, thou glorious Sun! Shine in the slant beams of the sinking orb, Ye purple heath-flowers! richlier burn, ye clouds! Live in the yellow light, ye distant groves! And kindle, thou blue Ocean! So my friend Struck with deep joy may stand, as I have stood, Silent with swimming sense; yea, gazing round On the wide landscape, gaze till all doth seem Less gross than bodily; and of such hues As veil the Almighty Spirit, when yet he makes Spirits perceive his presence.

A delight Comes sudden on my heart, and I am glad As I myself were there! Nor in this bower, This little lime-tree bower, have I not mark'd Much that has sooth'd me. Pale beneath the blaze Hung the transparent foliage; and I watch'd Some broad and sunny leaf, and lov'd to see The shadow of the leaf and stem above Dappling its sunshine! And that walnut-tree Was richly ting'd, and a deep radiance lay Full on the ancient ivy, which usurps Those fronting elms, and now, with blackest mass Makes their dark branches gleam a lighter hue Through the late twilight: and though now the bat Wheels silent by, and not a swallow twitters, Yet still the solitary humble-bee Sings in the bean-flower! Henceforth I shall know That Nature ne'er deserts the wise and pure; No plot so narrow, be but Nature there, No waste so vacant, but may well employ Each faculty of sense, and keep the heart Awake to Love and Beauty! and sometimes 'Tis well to be bereft of promis'd good, That we may lift the soul, and contemplate With lively joy the joys we cannot share. My gentle-hearted Charles! when the last rook Beat its straight path along the dusky air Homewards, I blest it! deeming its black wing (Now a dim speck, now vanishing in light) Had cross'd the mighty Orb's dilated glory, While thou stood'st gazing; or, when all was still, Flew creeking o'er thy head, and had a charm For thee, my gentle-hearted Charles, to whom No sound is dissonant which tells of Life.

Source: The Poetry of Coleridge, 2006

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Whiskey Bottles & Wild Flowers: Duckie

Baylie ‘Duckie’ Pruitt was a very thoughtful, imaginative, and an overachiever child, and these traits only grew with age. If Duckie thought of something and wanted it enough she would make it happen. She was a hard worker, stubborn as hell, and wasn’t the most graceful child, always getting hurt one way or another. Throughout her younger years, the Pruitt family had to make trips to the hospital to help reset one or more of Duckie’s broken fingers.

Duckie was an overachiever from an early age too. She was the only child in her school to read 1,000 books in one year, which awarded her an award and metal. Of course Leo and Cricket had made fun little quips about her reading so many books between the trouble they caused together. Duckie also helped start three charities at her school and still donated to them every year. As did her family and the Wolfe’s, proud of their daughter and family friend.

Growing up in the middle of BFE, there wasn’t a lot to do during the long summer days when it was too hot to do any ranch work. So the Three Musketeers would go down to the Walnut tree between the two families’ lands and by a creek bed, hammers in hands,smash the walnuts for a snack or for fun, then afterwards jump into the nearby creek to wash off the juice.

Another fun little memory was during the summer that the girls’ turned eleven and saw The Amazing Spider-Man for the first time at Leo’s house at a sleepover. A week after, when they all were hanging out in the barn, Bay had gotten bit by a spider! Of course, them being children, had convinced their minds that Duckie would be Spider-Man (or Spider-Girl) by the next day just like the movie. Leo and Cricket argued who would be ‘Uncle Ben’ and ‘Aunt May’ to Bay, even though neither wanted to die the tragic ways the characters did. So when it was a couple weeks later and still no powers (they tried) like Peter Parker, they sadly gave up that dream.

It was weird in high school, between the obvious love that her sister and best friend had for each other, the hard AP classes she took,the Volleyball team, and ranch work. It was a lot of work to stay afloat with all of the activities each one of the friends did, but they all made it work. Duckie graduated in the top five students and could attend any schools she wanted to, if she pleased. After school, the Pruitt girls just wanted to stay home and help around the ranch, but also wanted a job off of the ranch too. Duckie took classes in high school that counted as college credits, so that helped shave off years on her nursing schooling. After four years she had accomplished her nursing degree and worked for the city’s hospital.

Duckie was devastated when she heard that her parents were taking their letters they’d written to Leo. She didn’t know if they read them or not, but if they did, they wouldn’t be surprised about the contents (being for Leo to finally man up and say something to Cricket). It was still her private conversation to Leo thought. Duckie forgave him quickly afterwards, she doesn’t really hold grudges for long. When she met his pilot thought, that was a different type of grudge. Duckie didn’t hate him, per say, but she didn’t exactly like him either. The man had a big head, and who wouldn’t with the callsign ‘Hollywood’.

Rick would flirt with Duckie non stop every time they were near each other, and Bay didn’t like it. She would NOT be one of his belt buckle notches, that was for damn sure. He slowly realized that maybe she was different than the other women he had success with. He tried a different tactic and after a while won her heart. Rick was usually the one to intimate hugs or kisses in other relationships, but didn’t want to go too fast with Duckie. It was a surprise to both of them that day in the woods when Duckie grabbed his face and kissed him. After dinner, Rick went to the Pruitt’s ranch and officially asked Duckie to be his girlfriend, which after she cracked a joke said yes.

They kept it a secret for a while before telling the others, Rick and Duck both knew that Knuckles, Leo, and Cricket would have their asses. Cricket didn’t really trust Rick’s intentions with her sister. Leo knew Rick and what he did with his conquests, and didn’t want Rick hurting Leo’s ‘sister’. As for Knuckles, he just didn’t like any of his sisters’ boyfriends. Beau & Katherine were over the moon that Duckie had finally introduced them to one of her boyfriends and that they just adored Rick from their first meetings.

When Leo and Cricket went of their first official date, Duckie and Rick helped out with everything. From the flowers, reservations at the restaurant, to the clothes, and hair styles. Afterwards, they went out too, on their own little adventure to get to know one another more. It ended pretty early when Duckie got a phone call from a crying Cricket. When Duck got home she held Cricket as she vented about how awful the night was to Duckie and the dogs. The next day, when Duck went to see Rick, she found out that the Flyboys had left without telling their girls.

This information made the girls upset, mostly Duckie. How could that egotistical bastard just up and leave without telling her? Of course he’d do that, she’s known from the start what kind of man he is. Leo had told her his buddy’s history and his tricks. She was mad, no doubt, but she could tell that he’d changed for her, in little ways. So it didn’t take much convincing for Duckie to take a trip to San Diego, it was Cricket that needed to be reasoned with. She was packed and plane ticket paid for within three days, while it took Cricket to change her mind. Duckie wanted nothing more than to see her boyfriend and kick his ass for leaving suddenly.

Once they left the airport in their destination, the sisters rented a truck and drove to fighter town to see their flyboys. First stop being Leo’s, where the two dumb lovebirds reunited and forgave each other, then Duckie took the truck and arrived at Rick’s off-base apartment. The weeks they spent together went by fast being held in each others arms, but the girls had to go back to their ranch and jobs.

Duckie was devastated when she had to leave, but started to plan her and Cricket’s next visit soon after. Work days were often boring and slow, occasionally someone with an interesting case would show up and bring smiles to the nurse and doctor’s faces at how ridiculous the patients’ story was. After shift, she would call Rick (at a decent hour) and tell him about her patients of the day, unless she was working at the ranch, then tell him about the trouble she and Cricket got into. The phone calls were always filled with laughter and smiles on either side as stories were shared and ‘I love yous’ told in between. Jack and Bush often said their ‘hellos’ too.

When Rick and Leo had asked the girls to move in with them, Duckie had jumped at the idea! Within a couple of weeks, Duckie was packed and put her three weeks into work. Cricket took less time, but didn’t want to leave without her sister, so she waited for Duckie. When they drove the thousands of miles to their new homes, it was sad for both girls to not be with each other every second of every day, like they had been able to back home. Day by day, it got easier for them, but it still took a while for them to get used to it just being themselves and their boyfriends. Cricket took a job at the bar, the O Club and Duck went to work at the hospital.

After a couple of years together, Rick, Leo, and the girls had made a surprise trip to the Pruitt’s ranch. The girls were oblivious about the real reason for the visit, but a month later when Rick proposed to Duckie, it was pretty easy to guess. At the wedding, Duckie’s Maid of Honor was of course Cricket, and her Bride’s Maids were Quinn (Wolfe) Henderson and Rebecca Wolfe. As it was said before, Rick didn’t have the best relationships with his family. It’s been years since he’s seen or talked to someone sharing his last name, he refuses too. For his guests, it was just his aviator friends and their wives or husbands and all of Duckie’s family and friends.

The wedding was beautiful, with a color palette of peach, sage, and gold. Her dress was lace, tight to the skin, off the shoulders sleeves, and a sweetheart neckline. The bouquets were peach roses with succulents and gold ribbon tied in a bow around the stems. The bride’s maids’ dresses were peach with an accent of gold somewhere on their person. The men wore light grey suits with a white dress shirt, and sage green tie. Their boutonnieres were a single peach flower with small succulents accompanied by it.

The church was beautiful, behind the alter was a stain glass window telling one of the many stories from the Bible, the Minister’s voice boomed with the microphone he held and the speakers around the room caught every crisp word spoken as the couple said their vows and ‘I Do’s’. The reception was equally as beautiful as the church, colored in the same color palette and natural light streaming in from the ceiling to wall windows. The cake was tall to be able to feed all of the guests, and had more than one flavor (because the newly weds couldn’t just pick one).

The best part of the night was when Duckie threw the bouquet and Chatterbox caught it. Duck doesn’t think she’s ever laughed as hard as she did when Leo chased his little sister around, trying to grab the flowers from her. He kept saying, ‘Not while I’m still kickin’ is my kid sister getting married before me!’ Becca would dodge and weave between guests as she ran to their parents to hide and tattle. It was nothing but what she imagined her wedding to look like, and couldn’t be more happy with all of the decorations, cake, and other things that could’ve just as likely gone wrong.

Duckie and Rick’s first dance started out slow, before another song was remixed into it and the couple did a dance that would put every other wedding that year to shame. When it was time for the father-daughter dance, it was filled with whispers and tears. The song captured their relationship perfectly and you could tell by just listening to the lyrics. Since Rick didn’t have any family come for him, Katherine and Ruth came up to him for his mother son dance.

Both women saw him as a son since the first day they met him and wouldn’t change that for the world. When both dances were done, Leo clapped Rick’s shoulders and said, ‘Welcome to the family, you can’t leave now’ but Rick would never dream of it, he left the love that each family held for each and every member and was happy to be able to be apart of that now and forever. Even if in a couple of months he’d also be related to his back-seater by marriage and have to see his ugly mug every holiday instead of just on base.

It was a few years later that Rick and Duckie had kids of their own, Amelia Jean and Addison Kate Neven. Amelia was born a year and a half before Addison, not wanting to go through the hardships of what her parents did with Cricket and herself. Duckie and Pretty Boy thought hard and long for the perfect names for their gorgeous daughters, and kept them a secret for the whole pregnancy until the delivery.

Duckie was adamant about no one but Rick in the delivery room until afterwards, and when the Wolfe and Pruitt clan could heard those strong lungs scream, they all felt unremarkable joy! After the nurses cleaned and printed the newborn babe, Rick called in the first two to meet the new addition to the family. Leo was first inside the door, his new wife, Cricket, a close second behind tears already in the waterline of her blue eyes.

Duckie smiled tiredly, ‘Crick, Leo, meet your niece, Amelia Jean Neven. Cricket, do you remember our pact from when we were kids?’ Cricket smiled softly, ‘yea, when we have kids, we would name them after the first letter of our sister’s names. So, Amelia, the A’s-the A’s for me?’ The small nod from the exhausted Duckie was all the confirmation Cricket needed to jump up and hug both new parents.

When the second little bundle of joy came into the world, it had been a little bit different this time. Duckie had some complications during the natural birth, so they had to give her a C-section. After the anesthesia had worn off, Rick called for the two best friends again first. Leo and Cricket huddled into the room and crowded the baby, cooing and making faces at her.

‘Do you wanna know your new niece’s name?’ Of course that got an excited head nod from them, ‘Ok, say hello to Leandra Hayes Neven!’ Leo’s eyes got wide and he started to cry, swiftly going in to hug Duckie and Rick, with giant smiles on their faces, but Cricket held back her smirk. ‘For realzies though, meet Addison Kate!’

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A Lost Chapter From Cincinnati’s Irish History: The Sad Saga Of Dublin Street

“If ugliness were a cardinal virtue, angels might abide in Dublin Street.” Cincinnati Commercial Tribune 21 July 1849

When the ghost of Ginger Ryan appeared one night in 1903, Dublin Street, long neglected and criminally abused, was already doomed. Ginger, or James, as he was known to the local priest, had worked as an express man when he was alive. He delivered things by horse-drawn wagon. When he wasn’t working, Ginger was fighting. Sometimes he got into brawls while he was working. Ginger Ryan was the very embodiment of Dublin Street, so it was no surprise when residents of that woebegone lane claimed they saw Ginger’s ghost wandering around in the chill October dusk. Ginger’s ghost never spoke and eventually ceased its nocturnal visits.

As the name suggests, Dublin Street was a gathering place for Cincinnati’s Irish population. The street offered shelter throughout the time when “No Irish Need Apply” signs decorated many Cincinnati storefronts. Barred from all but the most menial occupations, many Dublin Street residents turned to crime. The infamous Nuttle Gang, Irish through and through, congregated here. Descriptions were rarely inspiring. Here is the Enquirer [23 November 1877]:

“Dublin street is a sort of nickname given to a hole in the line of Lock street extended north. It is thickly studded with houses whose tops scarcely reach to the level of the streets now filled in around it. The houses are principally old, weather-beaten frames, with rickety stairs and fences and general squalor to correspond.”

Despite its unsavory reputation, Dublin Street remains one of Cincinnati’s mysteries. It was a street, but it was also an informal district. “Dublin Street” was a catch-all term for the area just east of Bucktown where the poor Irish lived. It is intriguing that Cincinnati’s city directories, which include lists of every street in the city, make no mention of Dublin Street. That absence might imply that Dublin Street had not been dedicated or officially accepted by the city, and yet as early as 1845 the city appropriated funds to grade and pave Dublin Street.

It was hardly worth the expense. Dublin Street proper was a narrow alley crammed into a ravine running from the intersection of Lock and Eighth streets to the intersection of Court Street and Gilbert Avenue. Don’t bother trying to find it on a map. The whole area has been bulldozed and covered with a web of highway ramps. As it extended northeasterly, Dublin Street also descended into Deer Creek Valley, the old “Bloody Run” once bathed by the effusions from slaughterhouses upstream. When it rained, Dublin Street became a cesspool. The Enquirer [24 May 1871] opined:

“The Board of Health would do well to visit Dublin street and Gilbert avenue. There is about four feet of filthy gutter-water standing in the street, and the residents have to dam it out of their houses.”

It is unlikely the Health Department took the newspaper’s advice. No one wanted to “visit” Dublin Street and those people forced to do so, such as officers of the court, barely escaped to tell the tale. The Cincinnati Times-Star [22 November 1911] recalled one episode:

“Court Officer John Thomas had his troubles on old Dublin street, too. He recalls a time when he was called upon to arrest a youth named Thorp on a charge of theft. The boy cried and in a moment the street was filled with excited men and women. Thomas had to hold the boy and fight the crowd back. Gradually he fought his way to Gilbert avenue and dragged the youth up the hill while sticks and stones were showered upon him.”

As the anecdote implies, the northern end of Dublin Street, where it met Gilbert Avenue, was a hill, made steeper by every improvement to Gilbert as the main route to tony Walnut Hills. Eventually, Dublin Street ended in an embankment that acted as a dam, pooling rainwater and sewage downhill from Gilbert’s finely paved thoroughfare. The Enquirer [31 May 1871] reports the effects of one storm:

“The water rose rapidly on Dublin street, flooding the floors of most of the houses on a level with the street to the depth of ten or twelve inches, and pouring in torrents down into the basements in the rear, which are used by the poor residents in this locality for kitchens and sleeping-rooms.”

A pioneering sociologist, Wallace E. Miller, reported on his inspection of Dublin Street, part of a comprehensive look at the city’s “tenement districts.” According to the Enquirer [15 March 1902]:

“This district,” says Prof. Miller, “is popularly known as ‘Dublin Street,’ partly because of the predominance there of people of Irish extraction. The ground is very low. The drainage is very poor, indeed. The street is never dry. The houses for the most part are frame buildings that are not kept up to the standard either of comfort or appearance. The surroundings are not conducive to health either in summer or winter.”

When Dublin Street residents appealed to the city for relief, they were met with undisguised scorn. After years of requests for some sort of attention, whether a set of stairs to climb up to Gilbert Avenue, or more capacious culverts to drain pooled floodwaters, Dublin Street residents asked for an embankment to keep the Gilbert Avenue hill from sliding into their back yards. City Councilman William E. Patterson even accused Dublin Street grocer Florence McCarthy of theft because he had rebuilt his house on stilts to avoid the flooding. According to the Enquirer [22 June 1890] Councilman Patterson laughed:

“McCarthy, you’re a robber. Here you shove up a house on sticks and then ask me to have the city slide a lot under it. You’re the first man I ever saw that would steal dirt. I’ll not vote for it.”

What the city eventually did vote for was a viaduct to connect the downtown to Gilbert Avenue. It took years to decide on the route and to condemn properties along the way, and to agree on the contractor, but every alternative concurred on one item: Dublin Street would be wiped from the map. The Cincinnati Commercial Tribune [17 July 1909] exposed the city’s ulterior motive:

“It has been decided to condemn all the property in Dublin street, although all of it is not needed. The part not needed will be used for a park or a playground, it is said.”

When Dublin Street disappeared, there was no record of anyone shedding a tear. There is, today, a park in the general vicinity of the old Dublin Street. It’s for dogs.

#dublin street #cincinnati irish #gilbert avenue viaduct #nuttle gang #cincinnati streets

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if you’re hearing BEFORE THE WORLD WAS BIG by GIRLPOOL playing, you have to know SAGE OGLE (SHE/THEY; FEMME-QUEER) is near by! the 29 year old LIBRARIAN AND CLERK AT FINDERS KEEPERS has been in denver for, like, FOUR YEARS. they’re known to be quite FRAGILE, but being COMPASSIONATE seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble FLORENCE PUGH. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those ECLECTIC, HOMEY, HANDPICKED, AND FOLKY vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the UNIVERSITY DISTRICT long enough!

full name: Sage Aubrey Ogle. | nicknames: aubs (always looking for more). | gender and pronouns: femme-queer, she/they. | age: twenty-nine. | sexuality: bisexual. | date of birth: june 26. | sun sign: cancer ( loyal, creative, sensitive, insecure. ) | moon sign: gemini ( childish, witty, impulsive, outgoing. ) | rising sign: capricorn ( hardworking, honest, sensitive, ambitious. ) | tarot birth card: strength. | place of birth: charleston, west virginia. | occupation: librarian at the denver public library and clerk at finders keepers thrift store.

she can be found in the last drops of rain hitting hot pavement, soft greens and purples that blend together in the heat of parties, dissonant but purposeful notes in punk songs, awkward lyrics that paint too many stories at once, the aglet barely hanging onto worn out shoelaces that hang onto even more worn out sneakers, and the moment of peace you get when you walk into your apartment after a busy day at work

Sage Ogle was born in a local Charleston, WV hospital -- the air was out, the room humid, and her parents immediately doting on her as she wails her first cries.

They grew up in creek (crick) beds and foothills. Poison ivy was normal and chamomile treatments were well-known every summer. Childhood was filled with puddles, treehouses, and lightning bug earrings.

Deep in the woods in a tucked-away house, she could do what she wanted when school wasn't in session. Most of the time she grabbed a book and curled up under a walnut tree in her backyard -- occasionally opening a nut when she got hungry and dinner wasn't ready yet. Her closest neighbors were half a mile away but loved when she came bearing gifts of cornbread or fresh-baked pie. Most of the time she played with their kids, helped clean up afterward, and came running back home just as the sunset.

As a child she wanted to fit in with everyone, to find space for each person that she could -- which created a bit of a chameleon with no distinct set of self. Her friends were all over the place, which put her at odds with different groups during respective dramas -- but in the end she was always a mediator for them and gave some positive solution. Except for her cousins Daisy and Jeb -- they still don't talk and she truly believes they never will.

This lack of affinity for self left her at quite the crossroads once she graduated from WVU with a degree in English and a minor in gender and sexuality studies -- she didn't know who she was, or what she wanted in life. Hell -- they hardly even knew who they were.

Eventually they figured a big move, a big chop, and a big change was needed. They sold everything they ever owned, bought a beat-up SUV, and trailed their way across the states until the car eventually broke down in Denver. Instead of getting the car fixed, she sold it to the first person who asked about it, used her savings and car money to rent a dinky little apartment in the Montebello District, and began her life in Colorado.

They immediately got a job at Finders Keepers and started to grow in Denver. It wasn't long after that they landed their gig at the library, too. Now they're involved with the city and they know what's going on. The library isn't just for books, it's a place where all people go to learn, a place for resources, and a place for shelter.

After a year and a half in Denver she moved a little closer to the library and upgraded her housing to the university district.

Every day she thinks about applying for grad school, going into library science or public administration -- but every day she settles for the status quo and keeps her safety in routine.

wanted connections: I'm so up for anything! Partners in crime that post radical book displays in the library. A distraction that comes into the thrift store and causes a line. Activist pal that won't skip a beat about protesting with them. A mentor with blurred lines after a night at the bar. The bad taste in her mouth after a bad hook up. I'm here for it all, let's goooo.

#chq;intro #s: wiki #Spotify

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Woodside Green Park in Gahanna

Background The below description is taken from the Gahanna City Parks website:This beautiful 32 acre park offers both passive and leisure opportunities for your enjoyment. With amenities such as a playground, canoe launch into the Big Walnut Creek, softball and baseball fields, basketball court, catch and release fishing pond, heated restrooms and a rentable shelter with grill and ample parking.…

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Another bling ring is on the loose.

Even with the reports of Rolex prices waning on the secondary market market, most can still fetch well above their retail price—and thieves are getting increasingly savvy to the phenomenon. Earlier this year, a gang of women known as the “Rolex Rippers” targeted wealthy men wearing Rollies, using the old “sleight of hand” trick to rob them of their crown jewels. Over 30 nearly identical thefts were reported in January. Now, a new string of robbers on this side of the pond is scooping Rolexes off the wrists of Bay Area residents in California.

The crimes occurred in cities including Oakland, Walnut Creek, San Leandro and Danville, among others, over the past several months. In Oakland alone, there have been more than 20 reports of Rolexes forcibly stolen off wrists by armed perpetrators.

However, last week the Oakland Police Department issued a press release on Facebook announcing that authorities had arrested two suspects in connection with the crimes after issuing multiple search warrants in Oakland, as well as nearby Bay Area cities. The suspects were taken into custody and two firearms with extended magazines (pictured below) and a Rolex, which had been reported stolen during the crime sprees, were recovered.

Despite the good news of the arrests, the OPD warned that locals should continue to remain vigilant as robberies are continuing to be reported in the area. They also advised that should anyone be targeted by robbers they should not try to resist thieves, still at large, who are also said to be armed and dangerous.

The safest bet, of course, is to keep your Rollies at home in the vault, for now.

As the investigation continues, authorities in the area are urging anyone to come forward with information related to armed Rolex robberies and can contact the OPD’s Criminal Investigation Division at (510) 238-3426.

#nunyas news #maybe now they'll start in on crime in that area #not likely tho

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Street Address: 1261 Locust St #264

City: Walnut Creek

State: California (CA)

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Street Address: 1261 Locust Street #162

City: Walnut Creek

State: California

Zip Code: 94596

Country: USA

Business Phone: (925) 791-3700

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Business Description: I’m a public speaking coach that works with business professionals just like you to transform the front of the room from a scary place to a feel-good place — the place where you show up as the expert everyone (including you) already knows you to be. With offices in Walnut Creek, California and Brooklyn, NY, I've been working as a business management consultant with business executives and their teams in-person and online for over 10 years.

Change the way you think to change the way you speak.

I’m here to help you knock out your inner hater. You know: that critical voice that keeps whispering you’ll never be as good, as professional, as interesting, as engaging, or as persuasive as [Insert That Successful Colleague Here].

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Pre-Order Giveaway: The Honeys by Ryan La Sala!

Pre-order your copy of THE HONEYS at any of the independent bookstores below by 8/15, and you will get an exclusive branded nail polish at on-sale!

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NEVADA

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NEW YORK

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OHIO

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JOSEPH BETH BOOKSELLERS – CINCINNATI, OH

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OKLAHOMA

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BOOKS ON THE SQUARE – PROVIDENCE, RI

SAVOY BOOKSHOP & CAFE – WESTERLY, RI

SOUTH CAROLINA

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SOUTH DAKOTA

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TENNESSEE

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PARNASSUS BOOK – NASHVILLE, TN

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On Today’s Episode Of Cincinnati’s Most Wanted: The Notorious Nuttle Gang

Few motorists rumbling through the I-71 valley east of town give a thought to the long-lost lair of the notorious Nuttle Gang. For a good portion of the 1880s, however, travelers through that area at the base of Mount Adams lived in fear of the brigands. Alvin F. Harlow, in his “The Serene Cincinnatians,” sums up the legend:

“For several years in the 1880s a band of thugs, the Nuttle gang, harbored in an old railway tunnel, running from Deer Creek under Avondale, which had been years in building and was finally abandoned. A policeman chased one of the ruffians to the mouth of the tunnel one day, but dared not enter it. Not until some of them were caught outside their lair was the band broken up.”

The tunnel in which the Nuttle Gang sheltered from police interference was constructed during a pre-Civil War initiative to run a railroad line from downtown Cincinnati to Dayton. A significant portion of this tunnel was completed, from approximately Elsinore Place to just beyond Eden Park Drive. The line was never completed and the whole project forgotten after other railroads found cheaper routes into the city.

Abandoned tunnels are almost a cliché among outlaw gangs, but the Deer Creek cavern provided superb security for the local ruffians. It was capacious enough to store oodles of boodle, and any invaders peering into the subterranean darkness would be silhouetted against the bright opening, making easy targets. According to the Cincinnati Enquirer [27 July 1932]:

“In this era the most notorious of several group of local rowdies was the Deer Creek bunch, known as the Nuttle Gang. They made Dublin Street, or “Turn Back Avenue,” their hangout, but operated over a considerably wider area. Breweries sending wagon loads of beer to Walnut Hills put on an extra keg or two for the Nuttle Gang, nor did the drivers interfere when they took their toll. Wayfarers suffered at their hands and for several years they terrorized that neighborhood.”

One of the Nuttles – Dan, one of the family who gave the gang its name – complained that people blamed every petty crime or disturbance near Gilbert Avenue on the Nuttle Gang, identifying every bum or petty crook collared in that part of town as a member of the group. It cheapened the prestige of the gang, Dan huffed.

Ironically, for a gang that gained such a sordid reputation, the ringleaders – James “Cock” Nuttle and William “Billy” Nuttle – were sons of a policemen killed in the line of duty. The modus operandi of the Nuttles involved swarming a victim, making identification and apprehension difficult. When the gang beat up a grocer who refused to give them liquor on credit in 1879, police filled most of the cells in the Hammond Street station with James Flannery, John Smith, Patrick “Shad” Nuttle, Dan Nuttle, Tom Haydon, Billy Nuttle, Thomas Nuttle, Pat Frasey and Bridget (Yes, a woman.) Flannery.

The next year, according to the Cincinnati Gazette [3 March 1880], one of the Nuttles used the old railroad tunnel to escape from the police. Shad Nuttle and William Burke robbed a butcher on Gilbert Avenue and his cries brought two police officers, whistles blowing, onto the scene. Burke was captured quickly.

“Officer Butler chased Nuttle into the old tunnel at the upper end of Deer Creek, where he hid himself. A watch was placed at the mouth of the tunnel, and Nuttle will be arrested when he concludes to come out. Two of Nuttles brothers were sentenced to the penitentiary Saturday. Another Nuttle is in the Work House.”

The Nuttles’ domain extended so far as to create friction with a West End gang led by Buck Mullaney. After one scrap, Red Morris of the West End boys challenged Billy McGee of the Nuttles to a shotgun duel. Although both gangs showed up south of Covington for the showdown, the challenge devolved into a general free-for-all with numerous injuries. They were a rough bunch. In 1882, Billy Nuttle won a barroom brawl but was later sued by Allen Combs, who lost the tussle. Combs claimed Nuttle caused $2,100 in damages by biting off the end of his nose.

In addition to lawless mayhem, the Nuttles had a legitimate side hustle around election time. The local Democratic Party hired the thugs to maintain order (meaning to chase off any Republican voters) at a couple of East End polling sites. The chaotic and bloody 1884 election inspired a Congressional investigation that highlighted the Nuttles’ strong-arm tactics.

The beginning of the end for the Nuttles came, not from police arrests, but from internal dissension. In 1887, James “Cock” Nuttle was shot and killed by James “Jaydice” Kennedy after an argument about a woman. Even in death, Cock Nuttle caused trouble. As an undertaker’s wagon hauled his body home from Good Samaritan Hospital, the vehicle tumbled down a twenty-foot embankment near some railroad tracks. Nuttle’s coffin shattered and his body was thrown onto the ground. The coroner, called to the scene, ruled that the corpse was intact enough for burial.

In 1894, Billy Nuttle died from pneumonia in the city hospital and his obituary included the dreadful fates of a half-dozen Nuttle Gang members: “Dickety” Quinn succumbed to delirium tremens, “Yap” Skelly shot by the cops, Charley Keegan broke his neck falling from a train, Cocky Smith killed by a rival, George Fay a hunted fugitive, Dan Flannagan jailed in St. Louis.

Once the Nuttles were gone, the Deer Creek Valley was designated as the Hunt Street Dump, Hunt Street being the former name of Reading Road. By the early 1900s, the valley had been completely filled in with tons of garbage and refuse. The retired dump was graded and converted into a playground with six baseball fields. The old railroad tunnel slumbered under the detritus.

In 1951, the city looked into using the buried railroad tunnel as an air-raid shelter, but those plans led nowhere. A decade later, construction for I-71 burrowed through the old tunnel and brought back memories. Si Cornell, in the Cincinnati Post [22 March 1966], revived some of the old tales:

“I-71 construction workers who uncovered the pre-Civil War railway tunnel near Eden Park’s entrance have reported finding old beer bottles (particularly from the Bellevue Brewery) in the rubble. This isn’t particularly surprising. Maybe 80 years ago, when the Deer Creek Commons was an odiferous dump, the ‘Deer Creek Gang’ hung out in the tunnel, through which no train ever ran. Favorite stunt of these notorious loafers was to steal whatever possible from any brewery wagon that ventured anywhere near. This liquid loot was lugged into the tunnel for the gang’s consumption. Wonder is that the construction workers aren’t finding whole kegs, not mere bottles.”

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