I have such a connection with the animal world. I simply love the furry beasts. D-O-G-s are my favorite. But, every time I go to the zoo, I find myself captivated, delighted (in some ways) and enthralled.
We’ve not had zoos all that long in the U.S. In 1860, Central Park Zoo, the first public zoo in the United States, opened in New York, although in 1859, the Philadelphia Zoological Society had made an effort to establish a zoo, but delayed opening it until 1874 because of the American Civil War. Zoos were really crappy to animals back then. Some still are. But some do a pretty decent job at conservation, and protection. So, the balance.
Ah, one of my favorite movies, Stand By Me. I just love it. Reminds me of the childhood of…. well…. some child somewhere.
So here’s my Mary and my Jerry, up on the train tracks above Seven Mile Creek. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, if a train comes, you see. It reminded me of Stand By Me.
Jerry and Mary went on to look for Ray Brower. About a half mile away, they found a large plastic bag, about the size of a body, near the tracks. Creepy for a minute. It wasn’t Ray Brower, however. Mary looked.
There are some very cool birthdays on this day. Babe Didrickson Zaharias (Incredible female athlete, 1911); Arthur Middleton (Signer of the Declaration of Independence, 1787); Pearl Buck (American Nobel Prize-winning author, 1892); Sean Hayes (Actor, 1970); Chris O’Donnell (Actor, 1970); oh, there’s a bunch more.
But on this very amazing day, especially, Titus Neil Moreland, son of Joshua and Tiffany Moreland, was born at 8:16 this morning. Six pounds and 14 ounces. Twenty inches tall. Adorable from head to toe.
There’s a full moon tonight too. That’s gotta’ be good.
(Not a Polly Kronenberger photograph. Not sure who took this. Probably Josh. I did some post production work, however.)
Buffalo, NY, Buffalo Wings, Buffalo China, Buffalo Bills, Buffalo Burgers, Buffalo Marshmallow Cups, Johnny the Big Buffalo Pro Wrestler, Buffalo Balloons, Buffalo Icecream. I mean, the list goes on and on. Why? I ask you. Why????? This fixation with Buffalo? Buffalo Nickels, Buffalo Lodges, Buffalo Diaper Company…. blah, blah, blah, blah, blah…..
Well, I’ll admit it. I like toothpicks by golly. For a lot of different reasons, most of which don’t really have to do with picking your teeth. They come in handy all over the place. Propping eyelids open, and such. The best way I’ve ever used a toothpick was back in 1984, when I needed to break into my dorm room. I lit the thing up, held it under the smoke alarm, and within minutes, the entire dormitory emptied. I got back into my room that way. Some folks might argue that it would have been easier to just knock on the door, and wake my roommate up in the conventional manner. But I say, nah, nadda, nope, no way. The toothpick saved the day.
As a side note: Charles Forster invented in the toothpick. In the mid 1800s. While working for his uncle’s import/export business in Brazil, he noticed that the natives had beautiful teeth, which he attributed to their use of handcrafted toothpicks. He decided they needed to be mass produced in the U.S. And there you have it.
On June 21, 1964, three civil rights workers disappeared in Philadelphia, Mississippi. Their bodies were found buried in an earthen dam six weeks later. Eight members of the Ku Klux Klan went to prison on federal conspiracy charges; none served more than six years.
I was about 2 months old at that time. Some things have changed since then. Some things haven’t.