Monday, April 24, 2017

John Parker House

On our mini vacation last Fall we also visited the Parker House a National Historic Landmark, home of African-American abolitionist, John Parker.
He was the son of a black woman and white plantation owner in Virginia born in 1827.
He was sold to a doctor and was taught illegally to read.
His last owner allowed him to purchase his freedom in 1845 by earning extra money at a foundry.
A former slave who became a successful patented inventor and businessman.
He made Ripley, Ohio his home.
Ripley was a thriving abolitionist town, with over 300 members in the Ripley Anti-Slavery Society.
From his Front Street home he is credited with assisting hundreds of slaves to make their way north to freedom.
The borderlands along the Ohio River was waged around a few houses at the top of the river bank on Front Street.  The occupants of these houses were called the Midnight Marauders, very secretive and silent in their ways, but trustworthy and friendly to fugitive slaves.
His foundry sat where this park is today, next to his house.    
He has two patents for agricultural inventions, the earliest granted an African-American..
He married Miranda Boulden of Cincinnati, my Nati City.
Parker frequently crossed the Ohio River directly across from his home to bring fugitive slaves into Ohio, keeping the Underground Railroad filled with passengers.
During the Civil War, he was a major recruiter for the 27th Ohio Volunteer Infantry (Colored) Regiment. 
Parker was well-known for his activities, and there was a $1,000 price on his head across the river in Kentucky.

Thanks for being a friend
Traveling down the road and back again
Your heart is true and your a friend mine
Signing Off
Sweet William The Scot

Psss ~ In doing Lee's Ancestry research we found her 2nd great-grandfather, Aaron Stratton, was part of the 59th Ohio Infantry in the Union Army during the Civil War.  It was organized at Ripley, Ohio, September 12, 1861.  He was at the Battle of Shiloh.

Got to get to the Beach Party at Dory's Backyard!
Like a hula, hula hoop, hula, hula hoop, oh
Round and round your loving winds me up!
Do the Hula

Friday, April 14, 2017

Easter Greetings 2017



Happity Hoppity Easter Friends!

I thought I would show you what it takes for my Lee to make my postcard every year.
First Lee makes the paper.  Well that is sort of a misnomer.  You take scrap paper that we like the color of and shred it and put it into the blender with water to form a loose paste.  Then you pour it onto a screen and press with another screen. 
Sometimes we add flower seeds to our paper.
When it dries you very gently pull it off the screen.
We find vintage postcards at tag sales that Lee likes to somewhat imitate together to form our one card.

We spray an additive on before Lee starts to sketch so the color is less likely to run.
We use calligraphy pens with different color inks and watercolor paints.  Pens for detail and brushes for background.
You have to work around the picture and let it dry often so the colors don't bleed and it takes awhile.
When finished we spray again.  Then we have the postcard printed.
From a plain piece to a painted postcard.
Last year, 2016, now look!
Our creeping phlox that we planted on our newly built stone wall last year looks beautiful for Easter.
Our other stone wall has blue myrtle flowers blooming and ivy.
 Lee says no pee pee here. 
This year Lee is trying white roses and white hydrangea and red tulips for our table setting with blue dyed eggs.

Thanks for being a friend
Traveling down the road and back again
Your heart is true and your a friend mine
Signing Off
Sweet William The Scot

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Spring Is Popping Up Something New

Well two weeks ago I, Sweet William The Scot, had temperatures in the 60 degrees and all the wonderful flower buds started to open.  Then last week the temperature fell into teens and all the flowers were frosted and turned ugly brown like the magnolia tree above.  No beautiful magnolias, forsythia, white blossom trees all are brown and the daffodils are mush this year.
But instead of flowers popping out we have these signs popping up all over my community.
They say LOVE your neighbor.  No matter where you are from, we are glad you are our neighbor.
Your Black, Brown, Immigrant,
Disabled, Religously Different, LGBTQ, Fully Human Neighbor.
They are blooming like flowers.
Maybe because Lee got assaulted in December by a man who was against women's right to vote and women working, but we are feeling these signs more.
Maybe it is because of the hatred that has reared its ugly head with our last political election.
Ugly groups have risen and efforts are being made to speak out against them small like the signs and large like the Women's March on Washington and in other cities like my Nati City, a Sanctuary City.
We had a Ku Klux Klan sign left on our car.  Lee shredded the dam thing.
Last week us in America got to hear what cuts might be made in our government budget.
A lot of those cuts are aimed at the poor, weak and elderly.

We have a sign blooming in our yard!

And to be honest we don't LOVE all our neighbors but we tolerate (allow the existence, occurrence, or practice of something that one does not necessarily like or agree with) without interference
For Lee it is the woman who always yelled "Love You More" to her now ex husband or the woman who still has the Sarah Palin sign in her yard.  But hey whatever floats their boat.
Yep and for me it is that darn cat next door he gets on my nerves. 

But we are not having tweet storms in the night against anyone (if we have something to say we have the facts to back us up) nor kicking the crap out of them like what was done to Lee.  My Lee is having a hard time adjusting to all this hatred but I am helping her.
"See ya!"

Thanks for being a friend
Traveling down the road and aback again
Your heart is true and your a friend of mine
Signing Off
Sweet William The Scot

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

EF1 ~ Tornado

The weather siren sits on the school not more than four blocks from me.  But did the siren go off ~ no the darn thing was silent. 
Lee says she does not believe people when they say the weather is not changing.  While she was growing up she only remembers one tornado but since we have been blogging we have had three tornados. 
Yep in the wee hours on Wednesday the 1st Lee and I, Sweet William The Scot, was having a nice snooze when we were awoken by the front of our house rattling and being pelted by hail.
We did not hear a freight train sound but rather what sounded like someone wadding up bubble paper into a ball but louder like a thousand times decimals drowned in sound.
What we heard was trees cracking like match sticks.

First they said it was straight line winds that had hit going by at 82 miles an hour.
I walk this corner.
Then the weather authorities took a look at the radar and they saw what was circular winds had just sat down on my community.  Then puff it was gone.
Why we never had time to make it to our basement.
There is a house behind and under those tall cedars!
We got in the car as soon as it was getting light to assess the damage.  An this is why our electricity was off for a day. There were a whole row of electric poles that looked like this one.  At least it was a warm day.
It is strange how one side of the street can be a total disaster and the other side just a little mess. 
We had debris to clean up but our house held together and we suffered no major damage.

The weather authorities said the winds got to over a 100 miles an hour and that we had sustained a EF1 tornado.  An EF 1 has winds of 86-110 mph.
I'm going to sleep with one eye open and one ear up from now on.

Or maybe I will just have one more green beer then I won't care.

Thanks for being a friend
Traveling down the road and back again
Your heart is true and your a friend of mine
Signing Off
Sweet William The Scot


Tuesday, March 7, 2017

More Mini Vacation

I, Sweet William The Scot, seldom break a sit and stay command.  Lee has not had to worry I would take off while she takes my picture.  But while she was taking my picture at the cannon in the last post I took off like a banshee and before Lee could even scream the DOWN command I was where I wanted to be.
See my eyes showed me there was a Reader Student in front of the library who needed me.  I love reader students.  But when I jumped up on her lap did I get fooled.  I sniffed and sniffed why she just did not smell right.  But oh well I did what I am suppose to do I sat down next to her for her to read to me.
Lee did not scold me for I love doing the work so much.  It was late afternoon so Lee and I just sat and everyone who came out of the library petted me.
The 1870's were probably the peak of Ripley's heyday.
Right across from the Ohio Historical Marker we found a nice home cooking restaurant where we ate.
We were able to sit on the lower porch to the right of the blue door. 
They had two specials of the day and Lee ordered the flaky chicken pot pie.  Lee always carries in our tote a plastic toss away container for Wills to eat leftovers in but on this day the waitress asked if she could bring Wills something.  She brought him a small bowl of the other special which was roast beef over mashed potatoes and he inhaled his food to fast for a picture.
We could see our car across the street and watch the barges and boats go by on the Ohio River.
Wills was interested in watching the people with a dog go by.  Wills just stayed in his chair being a good boy.  Will's bum is sitting on my sweater at the table.
We noticed that people were taking pictures of the tree next to our car and when we went back to the car we saw that this was a Witness Tree.

This Cottonwood Populus Deltoides has been sitting here for more than a century as a witness to river history and many seasons of change.
It gave us pause to think.
Would you like to stay here for the night?

Thanks for being a friend
Traveling down the road and back again
Your heart is true and your a friend of mine
Signing Off
Sweet William The Scot

Psssss ~ We had an EF1 tornado here in the wee hours of Wednesday morning last week.  I will show you the pictures next week.  We have been working hard cleaning up.
I still have one more post on our mini vacation.

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Squirrel Men

 More on Lee and my, Sweet William The Scot's, trip last Fall up the Ohio River.
Squirrel Men were civilian men who assisted the federal government in defending Ohio from Confederate attacks in 1862.
Confederate forces captured Lexington, Kentucky, in the second year of the American Civil War.
They were then ordered to capture Covington, Kentucky and Cincinnati, Ohio.
Martial law was declared in Ohio, Indiana, and Michigan and for a volunteer militia.  All business owners were to close their shops, and civilians were to report for military duty.
The cannon and the Historical Marker sits in front of the Ripley, Ohio library.
Men in the regular army would fight on the battlefield, while the civilians would prepare trenches and other defensive features to prepare the communities along the Ohio River for the war that was reaching us.
Civilians from sixty-five counties numbering 15,766 men reported for duty along the Ohio. These volunteer men became known as the "Squirrel Hunters" or "Squirrel Men".
"They called them 'Squirrel shooters'; farm boys that never have to shoot at the same squirrel twice."
Yep these farm men came and answered the call!
All were given a discharge certificate, and the sum of $13 (a month's pay).
This is small town Ohio.
These men provided for their families with one shot guns.  They had to be able to take down game with a single shot.
These were the true men of history!
Our Second Amendment provides U.S. citizens the right to bear arms. Ratified in December 1791, the amendment says: A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.

O.K. Lee is going to get into deep crap here and we will probably be shoveling out for a long time.
But we believe that the Second Amendment means the type of guns people used in the time the Amendment was written. 
Our forefathers never pictured these weapons of mass killings.
Lee's Dad took his NRA stickers off all the farm equipment and his truck when Charlton Heston, former president of the NRA stood up for these semi automatic weapons.  Lee's fathers quote was "if you kill an animal with those semi automatics why you won't even get a piece of tenderized meat to cook".

Oh and yes my Lee knows how to shoot, she has never shot an animal but she now has her Dad's two guns.  Lee was better at skeet shooting than her Dad.  Yep that really made him mad.
So between me and Lee if we need to get a squirrel to eat well we will have more than a rock in our pot to flavor our stew!

See you next week.

Thanks for being a friend
Traveling down the road and back again
Your heart is true and your a friend of mine
Signing Off
Sweet William The Scot

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Show & Tell

I am going to show you something if you promise not to tell Lee!
Yep I, Sweet William The Scot, am going to open a drawer and show you her pajamas that she bought before Christmas.  She usually sleeps in night gowns but when she saw these she had to buy them.
Scotties and bones on this pair but wait!
The second pair has all sorts of dogs from Blogville on them.
Why Frankie is here with his name no less.
Why here is George.  Do any of you remember George The Lad and his world tour?  He put up my pictures of my city when I did not have a blog.  So many of our friend's blogs are gone.
 
Here is Mabel from the Idaho Pugs.
Why here is a pair who look like Murphy and Stanley dogs but they have their names wrong!
Why every breed is represented on these pajamas and probably half of the names are right.
My new toy matches the stripes in the Scottie PJs.
My red scarf is the Sunflower Bandana which Samuel and Wallace sent me for Christmas in a box full of wonderful things.

I have to get a new leash and collar and tags.  When Lee got assaulted in December and I broke free of my breakaway collar to help they got left under our car as we drove the hell away.  We did not have the time to get them and when a friend drove back to see if she could see them well they were not worth picking up as to many cars had driven over them.

I think I am going to take a nap now!

We have more places to show you about our trip outside of Nati City but first Lee has to find the disk.  We got to show you where we stayed ~ the witness tree ~ the squirrel men ~The Parker House.


Have a great week.
Thanks for being a friend
Traveling down the road and back again
Your heart is true and your a friend of mine
Signing Off
Sweet William The Scot