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Here’s chapter 5 of the USS Lexington story.

Small chapter before the big stuff comes around… though after the next chapter I have some major rewrites so it’ll be a bit of time and more sporadic.

I don’t have photo of the party room, so enjoy more of the hangar deck and photos of the dentist room in the lower deck tour - as it relates to this chapter.

Fun facts - 1. the plain wall behind the nose of the plane above and far back of the third photo are the fire walls mentioned in part 4. They are normally not closed - this was prep for a rodeo banquet. 2. Elmo’s was a real restaurant in Corpus Christi. Sadly, it’s out of business and the building was recently torn down.

Previous chapters:

Four Three Two One

•••••••

The next morning was mostly cloudy, adding some coolness to the non-climate controlled decks.

The Tracys had a different form of cool however - they had their birthday celebration for Scott.

Between the five brothers they ate all of a large triple chocolate birthday cake and enjoyed food catered by Elmo’s.

It was fitting it was from Elmo’s - the revived 1950s style restaurant offered a variety of food items one would see in the ‘40s as well.

The brothers ate burgers, shakes, and even local items such as seafood stuffed mushrooms and potato skins.

A few of the Boy Scouts peeked inside hangar bay three where the Tracys held the party.

Virgil saw the boys and, after they all visited and talked about the Thunderbirds and Scott, felt bad when their leader gently collected them for chow in the wardroom.

Scott agreed and immediately contacted the mess deck to see if they could arrange for more cakes to be brought on board for after the evening's mess.

"That's really thoughtful of you, Virg," Gordon said when he heard his oldest brother finish the call.

He then tossed a thumb at his youngest. "Just keep Alan away - If he digs in like he did just now, he will have to have his stomach pumped."

Alan stuck out his tongue in retort, making the others chuckle. “I didn’t eat *that* much,” he retorted.

His “partner in crime” however continued.

"Well, even though they *are* technically museum displays now, there is a sick bay on board and a dental clinic too," Gordon teased loudly enough for and the others to hear him. “I'll be happy to swap out the mannequins and fill all of the cavities Alan will get.”

"I won't get sick! Grandma didn't make this cake," said the youngest.

Sally for her part just quirked an eyebrow, deciding that Alan being teased was enough reprimand for insulting her cooking.

Besides, Max did give her a few positive chirps last time her cookies were just dark brown and not black.

"It's not who made it that worries us, it's the amount you consumed,” said Scott, chuckling.

The middle brother, who was still savoring his slice of cake, looked up, pretending to be serious. “Right," John said. “Just don't get seasick. If you do, I'm not cleaning it up!"

Alan saw John’s eyes twinkle in mischief, but pouted, indignant. "I don't get seasick. Besides this boat is hardly rocking at all being secured to the dock permanently for tours."

"This 'boat' is an aircraft carrier - a ship. Plus, it doesn't rock even when out to sea in a storm," corrected Scott, who then ruffled his brother’s hair. “Now, why don't you go burn off some of those calories you just ate?"

Gordon smiled, thinking of the perfect place to make his younger speed loving brother smile. “Come on Alan, let's go try out the flight simulator," he suggested.

Alan took the opening for “revenge.”.

“Yeah, after you flew Thunderbird Two that time over the ocean, you could use the flight practice,” he teased.

Gordon raised his eyebrow and lightly punched Alan's arm.

"Ow!" Alan cried in mock pain and chased Gordon in the room.

Scott grabbed both of them by their shirt collars as they went by. "No running! This ship is a memorial - people died on these decks! Decorum needs to be addressed!" he scolded almost a parody of Jacob's drill sergeant routine.

The others laughed, much to the two youngest’s chagrin.

"Sorry, Scott," Gordon mumbled.

Yeah, sorry," Alan added.

Scott let go of their collars. “Good,” he said, then checked mischievously. “You better be or I'll tell the ship leader you had your shirts untucked.”

Gordon and Alan yelped - knowing if they were caught they'd be doing pushups later that evening, and they left at a much more leisurely pace to the simulator.

They also tucked in their already secured shirt tails in - just in case.

Scott shook his head with a slight smile and waved them away.

Grandma Tracy laughed and waved Scott back into the room. "Come on over Scott, we have a toast for the birthday boy," said Sally.

Seeing the bottle, he smiled."Really? You guys have already done so much!" Scott began.

"Not yet," Virgil said, handing him a glass. “There’s other events in Corpus we’re going to do too you know.”

Scott laughed. “True, but this one is already unforgettable,” he said as Sally poured the glasses.

Virgil then raised his glass. “Here's to the guy that stepped up when needed, the guy that keeps us all together and working to continue our father's dream,” he said to the eldest.

They all clinked their tin mess cups and took a sip. Seeing Scott's look at the taste, Grandma Tracy chuckled. "It's sparkling grape juice right now - if only out of caution for the younger set, but we'll take you out for a real drink later on this afternoon," she said.

John however wondered if he actually had a real drink.

The air felt warmer than normal - and it was climate controlled. He felt slightly unsteady, with a minute roar in his ears.

He was the first to sit down, hard and rubbed a hand over his face. Virgil looked at him and noticed John’s uneasy countenance.

"Hey bro, are you okay?" queried Virgil.

The younger man looked up at Virgil, who was to his relief in focus. "Yeah, fine why?" John asked, bewildered.

"You look beat," Virgil answered.

The middle brother was going to respond when his eldest took a closer look. “Yeah, your cheeks are red too," Scott added, not adding he too was concerned about John's confused look.

"Really? I feel fine," dismissed John. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Virgil narrowed his eyes at the slight sway the younger man gave, and confused look.

When John paled slightly in the process, Virgil broached the issue gently. “No… I don’t think so. I think you’re feeling dizzy, maybe even a bit faint.”

John shook his head adamantly. "No ... I feel fine," he said, starting to get up.

He paused in mid-action. "On sec...ond..." he faltered...

A gentle set of hands set him in the chair again. Another hand rested on his neck, guiding him into putting his head between his knees. "Deep breaths kiddo," said Sally, gently rubbing her grandson’s back.

The astronaut mumbled as he felt his head clear from the change in position. *OK, maybe I was caught off guard there,* he mused, starting to become more alert.

He then slowly sat up with Scott and Virgil's help. "Sorry Scott... heck of a way to celebrate your birthday," said the astronaut, not missing Virgil grab his left wrist to check his pulse.

Virgil was relieved to find John’s skin felt cooler than yesterday’s spell.

The eldest however gently scoffed. "Don't be John. Virgil said you had a rough night and we knew this was going to take a bit out of you, even if you hadn't experienced space sickness," said Scott, standing and offering out a hand.

"Listen, why don't you go back to the berths and rest a bit? I’ll ask Jacob to make sure the living quarters is a quiet zone.”

John pondered the offer, but shook his head. "But what about the guided tour through the new part about to open?"

"Tour can wait - I'd rather you rest," said Scott, who then grinned mischievously. "I mean, you don't want your eldest brother to celebrate his birthday carrying his fainted brother through the corridors in the soon-to-be longest tour route... right?"

Those words had the impact needed when the astronaut glared at him.

Scott knew John hated being carried.

The astronaut then chuckled in concession. “All right Scott," said John, taking his brother's hand. He admitted that maybe a rest would be good. After all, they would be competing in a scavenger hunt later that evening.

But with the Tracy brothers… even a scavenger hunt can become the start of a different - and dangerous - kind of adventure.

[justforbooks]

The Story Behind the Famous Kiss

Tuesday, August 14, 1945, started off for Greta Zimmer in the same manner as did most weekdays during that year. Hurrying to get ready for work, she showered, dressed, and pinned her hair up tightly to keep her long locks from covering her ears and neck. Before leaving her Manhattan apartment she grabbed a quick bite to eat, reached for her multicolored, small purse, and rushed out the door. When running late, Greta walked briskly toward the subway station to catch a train that could get her to work on time.

Her destination was the 33rd and Lexington subway stop, approximately three blocks from Dr. J. L. Berke’s dentist office. Greta had worked as a dental assistant at the Manhattan office for several months. While she hoped to someday design theater sets and pursue other vocations in the arts, work as a dental assistant bought her some independence and took her mind off a prolonged war.

When Greta arrived at the office on the morning of August 14, she changed into her working uniform. If it were not for her place of employment, she could have been easily mistaken for a nurse. Her white dress, white stockings, white shoes, and white cap did not distinguish her from thousands of other caregivers in New York.

While Greta performed her dental assistant duties that Tuesday morning, many patients burst into the office short of breath and beaming. Excitedly, they informed the staff and patients that the war with Japan had ended. Most patients and workers believed them. Greta wasn’t so sure. She wanted to trust their reports, but the war had rained more than a fair share of misery upon Greta. Her defenses remained high. She opted to delay a celebratory mindset that could prove painfully premature.

During the later morning hours, patients continued to enter the dentists’ office with more optimistic news. While Greta tried to ignore the positive developments, the temptation to flow with the prevailing winds challenged her reserve. As the reports became more definitive and promising, Greta found herself listening, contemplating, and growing eager.

When the two dentists returned from their lunches after 1:00 pm, Greta quickly finished the business before her. Soon after, she grabbed her small hand purse with the colorful pattern, took off her white dental assistant cap (as was customary before going out in public), and set out during her lunch break for Times Square. There the Times news zipper utilized lit and moving type to report the latest news. She wanted to know for herself if the claims that had been tossed about over the past several hours were misleading hearsay, or if, on this day, the reports would finally be true.

When Greta arrived at Times Square, a holiday atmosphere was taking hold. While the celebration was subdued compared to what would follow later that day, Greta sensed a vibrant energy in the air. Suited businessmen, well-dressed women, and uniformed soldiers and sailors entered the pandemonium from all directions. Some ran with no determined direction. Others walked with purpose. Some remained stationary, as if waiting for something big to happen. Greta paid no one particular person much attention.

As she proceeded into the square she moved by several recognizable landmarks: the 42nd Street subway stairwell, a replica of the Statue of Liberty, and a large statue of Joe Rosenthal’s famous picture from a few months earlier. After walking a few paces beyond the 25-foot model of the Marines raising the flag at Iwo Jima, Greta spun around and looked in the direction of the Times Building. She focused her sight just above the third-floor windows where the scrolling lighted letters spelled out the latest headlines. Greta read the racing and succinctly worded message quickly. Now she knew the truth.

The Last Day of Leave

On the last day of his leave, Petty Officer First Class George Mendonsa paid no attention to the day’s newspaper headlines and worried little about his Japanese enemy. After almost two years in World War II’s Pacific theater, his mindset was that the war would unfold independent of his blessing or curse. On the morning of August 14, 1945, his thoughts focused primarily on Rita Petry, an attractive Long Island girl he’d met a few weeks earlier in Rhode Island.

George woke up that Tuesday morning alone in a bedroom at the Petry family’s Long Island home. After breakfast with Rita’s family, he leafed through The New York Times looking for show times in New York’s theaters. He and his new girlfriend decided to take in a matinee at Radio City Music Hall. They thought the 1:05 pm showing of A Bell for Adano would give them plenty of time to make it back to Long Island by early evening. George was scheduled to depart for San Francisco that night. In a few days he expected to board The Sullivans and prepare for what he hoped would be the last battles of World War II. He knew an invasion of the Japanese mainland was imminent. While he did not welcome the looming chain of events, he thought finishing off the Japanese in their homeland would be a fitting bookend to a war that had commenced almost four years earlier with the empire’s surprise bombing of Pearl Harbor. But all that was in the future. He still had one day left to enjoy in New York.

Preparing for that day, George wore a formal blue Navy uniform that he’d had tailor-made while on leave in Newport. Rita liked how well fitted the new uniform appeared, but she’d also noticed that “he didn’t look like a usual sailor. He didn’t have those things [rates] on his shoulder.” She’d offered to sew on the chevron, but George had insisted he would take care of the matter with a crossbow hand-stitch he had perfected affixing rates on uniforms on board The Sullivans. He never got around to it, so, in the event the shore patrol inquired as to the whereabouts of his rating badge, George made sure to carry the chevron on his person when he and Rita set out for the city.

When they arrived in Manhattan at approximately noon, the city already buzzed with rumors of Japan’s anticipated surrender. However, neither Rita nor George listened much to people’s conversations. Intent on getting to the theater for the 1:05 movie, they made their way from the subway directly to Radio City Music Hall.

For all their rushing, George and Rita never saw the climax of A Bell for Adano, the movie they had come to see. After a few scenes of the film had played on the large screen, a theater employee interrupted the show by pounding on the entrance door and announcing loudly that World War II had ended. Radio City Music Hall patrons simultaneously leaped to their feet with a thunderous applause. Though President Truman had not yet received Japan’s official surrender, and the White House’s official announcement of Japan’s capitulation was still hours away, few raised the slightest objection to the premature declaration.

Seconds after the theater attendant’s announcement, George, Rita, and most other moviegoers poured out of Radio City Music Hall into a bustling 50th Street and 6th Avenue. As they merged into the frenzied scene, they fed off the contagious excitement that surrounded them. People yelled out news of victory and peace. They smiled and laughed. They jumped up and down with no thought of proper decorum. As if caught in a magnetic field, the historic celebration moved toward Times Square. People from other sections of the city were funneled to the same crossroads where they had gathered for celebrations in the past.

At the corner of 7th Avenue and 49th Street, George and Rita dropped into Childs restaurant for celebratory libations. As in other watering holes in New York, people walked, skipped and ran up to the jam-packed counter to tip a glass or two (or significantly more) to the war that they thought had finally ended. The scene at Childs looked much like that on 7th Avenue. Order and etiquette had been cast away. Rather than placing orders for a specific mug of beer or a favorite glass of wine, patrons forced their way toward the bar and reached out an arm to grab one of the shot glasses of liquor that lined the counter. A generous bartender continuously poured the contents of hard liquor bottles into waiting glasses. George grabbed whatever the server dispensed and did not ask what it was he drank. He knew the desired result would be the same whether the contributor was Jack Daniel’s, Jameson, or Old Grand-Dad. Even Rita gave over to the reckless abandon. After several minutes and the consumption of too many drinks, George and his date made their way out of the packed bar.

Emotions and alcohol-based fuel propelled them out into Times Square where victorious World War II celebrants continued to mass. George thought, My God, Times Square is going wild. And at that point, so was George. He felt uncharacteristically blissful and jubilant. As George moved briskly toward the 42nd Street subway station, the sailor from The Sullivans outpaced his girlfriend. For the moment, no one could corral George. And no one tried—not even Rita. The realization of a triumphant war created more vigor than his large frame could hold. He needed to release the energy. Rita did her best to keep up. At most points she trailed him by only a few feet. Although she enjoyed the folic through Times Square, she wondered if George would ever stop for a breather.

In Search of the Picture

As the spirited celebration of Japan’s surrender grew, reporters from the Associated Press, The New York Times, the New York Daily News, and other well-known publications descended on Times Square to record the spontaneous merriment that was enveloping the world’s most important crossroads. Photographers added more bodies to a burgeoning impromptu gala. One of them represented Life magazine.

On August 14, 1945, the magazine sought pictures that differed from most others printed earlier in the war. On this day, Life wanted its viewers to know what the end of the war felt like. The editors didn’t know with any degree of certainty what incarnation that feeling might take, but they left it to their photographers to show them—just like they had with other events over the publication’s nine-year history. Those unsupervised approaches had rarely led to disappointment in the past, and Life’s editors trusted their photographers to deliver again today.

The magazine’s trust in its photographers was especially complete when Alfred Eisenstaedt was on assignment. He had photographed the people and personalities of World War II, some prior to the declaration of war and others even before Life existed. As a German Jew in the 1930s, he had chronicled the developing storm, including a picture of Benito Mussolini’s first meeting with Adolf Hitler in Venice, on June 13, 1934. In another shoot he’d photographed an Ethiopian soldier’s bare cracked feet on the eve of Fascist Italy’s attack in 1935.

After the outbreak of war between Japan and the United States, Eisenstaedt focused on the American home front. In 1942 he photographed a six-member Missouri draft board classifying a young farmer as 2-C, indicating draft deferment because of his occupation’s importance to the nation. For another series in 1945, he visited Washington and photographed freshman senators performing comical monologues and musical numbers to entertain Capitol reporters. During World War II, Eisenstaedt showed the world what war looked like on the U.S. mainland.

On the day World War II ended, Eisenstaedt entered Times Square dressed in a tan suit, a white shirt with a lined tie, tan saddle shoes, and a Leica camera hanging from his neck. Despite his distinctive ensemble, he traveled stealthily amongst the kaleidoscope of moving parts looking for the picture. He made sure not to call attention to himself. He was on the hunt. He knew there was a picture in the making. Kinetic energy filled the square. Eisenstaedt wished for others to feel it, too. To create that sense, Eisenstaedt’s photo needed a tactile element. It was a tall order for the five-foot, four-inch photographer. He relished the challenge.

At some point after 1:00 pm, Eisenstaedt took a picture of several women celebrating in front of a theater across the street from the 42nd Street subway station stairwell. The picture showed ladies throwing pieces of paper into the air, creating a mini-ticker-tape parade. While the photo had its charm, it was not the defining picture Eisenstaedt was searching for that day.

Shortly after closing the shutter on that scene, he turned to his left and looked up Broadway and 7th Avenue to where 43rd Street connected to Times Square’s main artery. As Eisenstaedt continued to search for a photograph that would forever define the moment at hand, he peered around and beneath, but probably not over, the sea of humanity. News of the war’s end had primed America’s meeting place for a one-in-a-million kind of picture. A prospect would present itself soon. Eisenstaedt knew that. So he looked and waited.

The Kiss

Greta Zimmer stood motionless in Times Square near a replica of the Statue of Liberty and a model of the Marines raising the flag at Iwo Jima. To Greta’s left was Childs restaurant, one of several in New York, including this establishment at 7th Avenue and 49th Street. But Greta did not come to Times Square to stare at statues or belly up to bars. She wanted to read the Times zipper and learn if Japan really had surrendered to the United States.

With the 44th Street sign and the Astor Hotel to her back, she looked up at the tall triangular building that divided one street into two. The lit message running around the Times Building read, “VJ, VJ, VJ, VJ . . .” Greta gazed at the moving type without blinking. A faint smile widened her lips and narrowed her eyes. She took in the moment fully and thought, The war is over. It’s really over.

Though Greta had arrived in Times Square by herself, she was not alone. While she continued to watch the motioning “VJ” message, hundreds of people moved around her. Greta paid little attention to the swelling mass of humanity. But they were about to take notice of her, and never forget what they saw. Within a few seconds she became Times Square’s nucleus. Everybody orbited around her, with one exception. He was drawn to her.

Fresh from the revelry at a Childs on 49th, George Mendonsa and his new girlfriend, Rita Petry, made their way down Times Square toward the 42nd Street subway station. Rita fell behind George by a few steps. Meanwhile, Eisenstaedt persisted in his hunt for the photo. After traveling a block or so up Times Square, he took notice of a fast moving sailor who he thought he saw grabbing a woman and kissing her. That sailor was heading quickly south down Broadway and 7th Avenue. Wondering what he might do next, Eisenstaedt changed direction and raced ahead of the darting sailor. To avoid bumping into people in the crowded street, he had to look away from the sailor he was trying to track. He struggled to regain his focus on the Navy man wearing the formal Navy blue uniform. As he did so, Greta looked away from the Times zipper and started to turn to her right. George crossed the intersection of 44th and 7th Avenue, lengthening the space between him and Rita. The photographer, the sailor, and the dental assistant were on a collision course.

With a quickening pace that matched the surrounding scene’s rising pulse, the sailor who served his country aboard The Sullivans zeroed in on a woman whom he assumed to be a nurse. The liquor running through his veins transfixed his glassy stare. He remembered a war scene when he had rescued maimed sailors from a burning ship in a vast ocean of water. Afterward, gentle nurses, angels in white, tended to the injured men. From the bridge of The Sullivans he watched them perform miracles. Their selfless service reassured him that one day the war would end. Peace would reign, again. That day had arrived.

George steamed forward several more feet. His girlfriend was now farther behind. He focused on Greta, the “nurse.” She remained unaware of his advance. That served his purpose well. He sought no permission for what he was about to do. He just knew that she looked like those nurses who saved lives during the war. Their care and nurturing had provided a short and precious reprieve from kamikaze-filled skies. But that nightmare had ended. And there she stood. Before him. With background noises barely registering, he rushed toward her as if in a vacuum.

Though George halted his steps just before running into Greta, his upper torso’s momentum swept over her. The motion’s force bent Greta backward and to her right. As he overtook Greta’s slender frame, his right hand cupped her slim waist. He pulled her inward toward his lean and muscular body. Her initial attempt to physically separate her person from the intruder proved a futile exertion against the dark-uniformed man’s strong hold. With her right arm pinned between their two bodies, she instinctively brought her left arm and clenched fist upward in defense. The effort was unnecessary. He never intended to hurt her.

As their lips locked, his left arm supported her neck. His left hand, turned backward and away from her face, offered the singular gesture of restraint, caution or doubt. The struck pose created an oddly appealing mixture of brutish force, caring embrace, and awkward hesitation. He didn’t let go. As he continued to lean forward, she lowered her right arm and gave over to her pursuer—but only for three or four seconds. He tried to hold her closer, wanting the moment to last longer. And longer still. But they parted, the space between them and the moment shared ever widening, releasing the heat born from their embrace into the New York summer afternoon.

The encounter, brief and impromptu, transpired beyond the participants’ governance. Even George, the initiator, commanded little more resolve than a floating twig in a rushing river of fate. He just had to kiss her. He didn’t know why.

For that moment, George had thought Times Square’s streets belonged to him. They did not. Alfred Eisenstaedt owned them. When he was on assignment, nothing worth capturing on film escaped his purview. Before George and Greta parted, Eisenstaedt spun around, aimed his Leica and clicked the camera’s shutter release closed four times. One of those clicks produced V-J Day, 1945, Times Square. That photograph became his career’s most famous, Life magazine’s most reproduced, and one of history’s most popular. The image of a sailor kissing a nurse on the day World War II ended kept company with Joe Rosenthal’s photo of the flag raising at Iwo Jima. That photo proudly exemplified what a hard-fought victory looks like. This photo savored what a long-sought peace feels like.

Alfred Eisenstaedt was not the only photographer to take notice of George and Greta. Navy Lieutenant Victor Jorgensen, standing to Eisenstaedt’s right, fired off one shot of the entwined couple at the precise moment the Life photographer took his second picture of four. Though Jorgensen’s photo did not captivate audiences to the same degree that Eisenstaedt’s second photograph did, Kissing the War Goodbye drew many admirers as well.

And then it was over. Shortly after the taking of V-J Day, 1945, Times Square, Greta returned to the dental office and told everyone what was happening on the streets. Dr. Berke had her cancel the rest of the day’s appointments and closed the office. Afterward, as Greta made her way home, another sailor kissed her, this time politely on the cheek. For this kiss Greta no longer wore her dental assistant uniform and no photographers took her picture. And as far she could tell, she had not been photographed at any point in time during that day. She did not learn otherwise until years later, when she saw Eisenstaedt’s photograph of a Times Square couple kissing in a book entitled The Eyes of Eisenstaedt.

George did not realize that he had been photographed, either. When George turned from the act he’d instigated, he smiled at Rita and offered little explanation for what had transpired. As hard as it is to believe, she made no serious objection. George’s actions fell within the acceptable norms of August 14, 1945, but not any other day. Actually, neither George nor Rita thought much of the episode and proceeded to Rita’s parents’ home via the 42nd Street subway train. Later that evening, the Petrys transported George to LaGuardia Airport for a flight to San Francisco that left at approximately midnight. Neither he nor Rita discovered Eisenstaedt’s V-J Day, 1945, Times Square until 1980.

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Rev. Dr. William J. Simmons was born a slave in Charleston, South Carolina, to Edward and Esther Simmons on June 29, 1849. While William was young, his Mother fled slavery with her three children, William and his two sisters Emeline and Anna. They initially landed in Philadelphia, PA, and was met by an uncle named Alexander Tardiff, who housed them, fed them and educated the children. Due to stemming pressures from slave traders, Tardiff relocated his extended family to Roxbury, Pennsylvania, Chester, PA, and ultimately settled down in Bordentown, New Jersey. Tardiff had received an education from the future Bishop Daniel Payne and undertook to give Simmons and his siblings an education on that basis. From 1862 to 1864 William served as an apprentice to a dentist. He served in the Union Army during the US Civil War, enlisting September 15, 1864 and serving a one-year term. He took part in the siege of Petersburg, the Battle of Hatcher's Run, and the Battle of Appomattox Court House and was present at the surrender of Confederate General Robert E. Lee. After the war, he returned to dentistry. In 1867, he converted to Baptist and joined a White Baptist church in Bordentown that was pastored by Reverend J. W. Custis. The congregation helped him through college. He attended Madison University (now Colgate University, graduated in 1868), Rochester University, and Howard University, from which he graduated with a bachelor's degree in 1873. As a student, he worked briefly in Washington D.C. at Hillsdale School. In Hillsdale, he boarded with Smithsonian Institution employee, Solomon G. Brown. After graduating he moved to Arkansas on the advice of Horace Greeley to become a teacher there, but returned to Hillsdale soon after where he taught until June 1874.

The following summer, he married Josephine A. Silence on August 25, 1874 and moved to Ocala, Florida. The couple had seven children, Josephine Lavinia, William Johnson, Maud Marie, Amanda Moss, Mary Beatrice, John Thomas, and Gussie Lewis. In Florida, he invested in land to grow oranges, became principal of Howard Academy's teacher training program and served as the pastor of a church, deputy county clerk and county commissioner. He campaigned for the Republican Rutherford B. Hayes. He served there until 1879. He was ordained that year and moved to Lexington, Kentucky where he pastored the First Baptist Church. The following year, he became the second president of the Kentucky Normal and Theological Institute, which he worked for a decade. The school was eventually renamed the State University of Louisville and later to Simmons College of Kentucky after Simmons due to schools progression under his tenure. He was succeeded in 1894 at Simmons College by Charles L. Purce.

In Kentucky he was elected for several years the chairman of the State Convention of Colored Men. On September 29, 1882, he was elected editor of the journal, the American Baptist where he criticized the failures of both political parties to support blacks in their civil rights and progress. He was also president of the American Baptist Company. in 1886 he was elected over T. Thomas Fortune to president of the Colored Press Association, having lost to W. A. Pledger the previous year. In 1883, Simmons organized the Baptist Women's Educational Convention, and in 1884, Blanche Bruce appointed Simmons commissioner for the state of Kentucky at the 1884 World's Fair in New Orleans. In 1886, he organized and was elected president of the American National Baptist Convention. The convention was a call for African American Baptist unity and was also led by Richard DeBaptiste and featured notable presentations by Solomon T. Clanton and James T. White. In 1889 in Indianapolis, Simmons was a leader at the American National Baptist Convention and wrote a resolution to provide aid for blacks fleeing violence in the South and moving to the North.

Simmons received an honorary master's degree from Howard University in 1881 and an honorary Doctorate degree from Wilberforce University in 1885. In 1887, he published a book entitled Men of Mark: Eminent, Progressive and Rising, which highlights the lives of 172 prominent African-American men, while serving as the school's president. He was working on a sister edition of the title that would highlight the lives and accomplishments of prominent pre-1900 African-American women, but unfortunately died before its completion. He died on October 30, 1890, in Louisville, Kentucky.

[musicblogwales]

Swansea Sound share new 'Toxic Energy' single

Toxic Energy is a punk song, a pop song.  It’s also a duet between Terry Hall* and Elon Musk.  Terry (Hue Williams) still fears for his safety on the streets of the concrete jungle. Elon (Amelia Fletcher) does his best to make Terry’s anxieties worse.

The strange sound at the end of the songis a recording of a Tesla Cybertruck accelerating, losing control, and exploding.  

The B-side, Dinosaur Bones, is a short song about species extinction.

The cassette comes in two versions, both with very special artwork. Mark James has designed the UK/German version for Skep Wax and Formosa Punk. Jimmy Ulvenes has designed the US version for Sm Craft Advisory.

*Terry Hall RIP.  The Specials’ 1979 track ‘Concrete Jungle’ was a perfect, honest expression of fear of neo-Nazis on the streets of the UK.  Terry later became famous in the US as the co-writer of ‘Our Lips Are Sealed’ with Jane Wiedlin.  We salute him. 

Swansea Sound reunite Hue Williams and Amelia Fletcher, the original singers of cult 1990s UK indie band The Pooh Sticks. Quickly becoming a popular fixture on the UK indie scene, Swansea Sound have released two acclaimed albums (Live At the Rum Puncheon and  Twentieth Century), and have recently recorded live sessions for 6Music (UK) and WFMU (US), as well as completing a tour of the US East Coast.   

Described as ‘an indiepop miracle’ by All Music, Swansea Sound combine a witty, sardonic, very contemporary lyrical attack with timeless guitar-pop songwriting. Louder Than War declared them "An essential broadcast from the forefront of the indiepop resistance." The band hail from Swansea (Wales) and Kent (England). 

The single precedes a tour of West Coast USA in October and the UK in November/ December.  The live experience is unmissable, with Hue and Amelia playing off each other, sometimes duetting, sometimes harmonising, always entertaining. Meanwhile the band (Rob Pursey – also Heavenly, Bob Collins – The Dentists, Ian Button - Death In Vegas) kick up an infectious melodic racket.

Track 1: TOXIC ENERGY

Track 2: DINOSAUR BONES

US DATES

14 Oct: Olympia WA, Capitol Theatre (TICKETS​)​

15 Oct: Seattle WA, Tractor Tavern(Sold out​)

16 Oct: Portland OR, Mississippi Studios (Sold out​)

18 Oct: San Francisco CA, Rickshaw Stop (Sold out​)

19 Oct: San Francisco CA, Rickshaw Stop (TICKETS​)

UK DATES

16 Nov: Cambridge,  Blue Moon (Sold out​) 

23 Nov: Bristol, Thunderbolt (TICKETS)

24 Nov: Oxford, Jericho Tavern (TICKETS

25 Nov: Brighton, The Albert (TICKETS)

29 Nov: Leicester, Firebug (TICKETS)

30 Nov: Sheffield, The Shakespeare (TICKETS)

01 Dec: Coventry, Just Dropped In (TICKETS)

14 Dec: Rainham, The Oast (TICKETS)

15 Dec: Folkestone, Twentieth Century Speedway (TICKETS)

21 Dec: Cardiff, Moon Club  (TICKETS)

22 Dec: London, Lexington (TICKETS)

Swansea Sound are:

Hue Williams (vocals), Amelia Fletcher (guitar), Ian Button (drums), Bob Collins (guitar), Rob Pursey (bass).

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Ohio was no stranger to deadly building fires. But none of the previous fires foreshadowed the 1930 Easter Monday fire as closely as the October 8, 1928, dormitory blaze at the State Brick Plant at Junction City, Ohio, where fifteen inmates died and twenty-seven were severely injured. Indeed, the day after the Columbus disaster, one journalist noted that the Brick Plant fire had called attention to the perilous conditions that reigned in prison farms and road camps and other related facilities, describing them as “firetraps” lacking adequate provision for the immediate release of inmates in the event of a fire.

Unlike the dangerously overcrowded Ohio Penitentiary, holding close to 4,500 inmates, the dormitory at the Brick Plant was a “barn-like structure of wooden frame and corrugated iron covering, erected upon a ten foot brick foundation,” with accommodations for 275 prisoners “sleeping in two-tiered bunks arranged in pairs with narrow aisles between.” Including 13 trusties, who did not sleep in the dorm, there were a total of 288 men at the Plant.

Several inmates discovered the Brick Plant fire at midnight, but by the time the alarm resounded through the dimly lit dormitory room it was too late. The fire spread quickly along the building’s floor and framework, leaping “from bunk to bunk across narrow aisles, while convicts cursed and screamed as they struggled to open doors and windows.” Making matters even worse, the fire hydrant did not work. As in the Columbus blaze in 1930, the convicts were awakened in time to escape, but upon reaching the nearest exits found them locked and barred. According to guards and convicts, it was probable that “many of the dead were trampled to death in a ‘mad rush for the exits.’”

Convicts who had made it out into the fresh air remembered looking back through windows “into the flaming interior,” where they witnessed sights that they would never forget, seeing fellow prisoners “wreathed in flames, rushing to  and fro” before disappearing in the smoke and flames that enveloped them as they fell to the floor. The roof and walls soon collapsed, showering ring the onlookers and writhing victims with burning embers.

As in the Columbus fire, stories of convict heroism abounded. Among the heroes was a convict overcome by smoke and burned to death as he tried to rescue his friend. Another prisoner, who had been responsible for the prison commissary, ran inside to fight the flames but perished “on his job.” One inmate, Andy Kiebert, who made it out safely, ran back into the burning building to rescue the convict mascot, a terrier named Tiny King. The animal lover suffered burns but fought his way back out, emerging with the relatively unscathed dog under his coat.

News reports would describe the fifteen fire victims as “charred bodies, part of them only small piles of bones,” with “few or none … possible of identification.”  A dozen of the more seriously burned were taken to the hospital at the Ohio Pen for treatment. A cursory identification of the dead was attempted, but remained tentative, their identifications being based for the most part on the location of the body when found. Prisoners aided in the task “to some extent,” but not with any degree of certainty. In the early going, the only ones identified were two African American inmates. A prison dentist examined the victims’ teeth to aid in the identifications. The remains were buried in the New Lexington Cemetery, where markers were set up for those whose identities had been established. Twenty men were missing, three of whom, officials believed, had seized the opportunity to escape during the confusion that followed the fire’s discovery. Others, including many cons, insisted none had escaped. Despite the opportunity for a learning moment, few lessons had been learned at the Junction City fire."

- Mitchel Roth, Fire in the Big House: America's Deadliest Prison Disaster. Athens: Ohio University Press, 2019. p. 89-90.

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London 10

Getting on your bike is a great way to explore the city, but before you begin, there are some basic rules to follow. Using these tips, you can feel confident on your bike and have a safe and enjoyable ride. Wearing a helmet is a must. If you don’t, you could end up suffering a life-changing injury or worse. Cycling is one of the fastest and most inexpensive ways to get around London. There are also health benefits to be had by cycling, including lower blood pressure and increased cardiovascular fitness. So why not give it a try?

If you are new to cycling in London, it may be scary at first. But the more you practice, the more comfortable you’ll become. Start small with short rides and then build up to longer trips. It’s best to make eye contact with the people you pass, and don’t rush. Learn more.

Before you start your cycle journey, it’s a good idea to have a map of the area in which you’ll be riding. This will ensure you don’t get lost and will also allow you to memorize your routes. You can use Google Maps to help you. You can also invest in headphones so you can hear your directions better. Ideally, you should find a route that is quiet and preferably segregated. This will help you to avoid motorised vehicles and will also mean you can go faster. This will also reduce your risk of being hit by a car. You should also avoid riding on pavements, as this is considered to be an accident-prone route. The law in the UK is that cyclists who ride on the road must wear a helmet. You should also consider having cycle insurance.

If you are in Central London, you can expect to see a lot of traffic, but it’s still relatively safe. You should be aware that many roads are one-way. Be careful when cycling through red lights and at junctions. The speed limit is 20mph, and if there are lorries on the road, you should be sure to leave room for them. If you get hit by a lorry, you will be at fault.

If you aren’t comfortable riding on the roads, there are plenty of other ways to get around the city. Renting a Jump Bike, for instance, is a good option for beginners. You can also check out Bike Shops London for a list of local bike shops in London. You can also buy a good lock to keep your bike secure.

You can also use cycle SuperHighways for a fast and easy commute across the city. These routes are especially helpful for sightseeing. They are usually quieter routes, and you will have spectacular views of the Thames. They will also help you to avoid busy roads. There are plenty of places in London that have dedicated cycling infrastructure. These include Cycle SuperHighways, which run from Stratford to Westminster, and the Thames Path National Trail. A great post can be found here.

Point of Interest #1 St Pancras International, Euston Rd, London N1C 4QP Point of Interest #2 Mildreds Soho, 45 Lexington St, Carnaby, London W1F 9AN Point of Interest #3 Royal Albert Hall, South Kensington, London SW7 2AP

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On this day: August 14, 1945, the final end of World War II.

“He just had to kiss her. He didn’t know why."

August 14, 1945 started off for Greta Zimmer in the same manner as did most weekdays during that year. Her destination was the 33rd and Lexington subway stop, approximately three blocks from Dr. J. L. Berke’s dentist office. Greta had worked as a dental assistant at the Manhattan office for several months.

On that August day and the last day of his leave, Petty Officer First Class George Mendonsa paid no attention to the day’s newspaper headlines and worried little about his Japanese enemy after almost two years in World War II’s Pacific theater.

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key: ♥︎ friends to lovers | ♠︎ enemies to lovers | ☁︎ fluff | ★ smut | ✖︎ angst | ❖ chaptered | ▶︎ series | ■ one-shot | ⚑ contains content warnings | ∆ request

* this post will be updated often!

✬ currently being posted ✬

1. Safety Net ♠︎ ★ ✖︎ ❖ ⚑ (ON INDEFINITE HIATUS)

AU. Ember is the best hitwoman in southeast Kypa despite, and because of, her dark past. Someone wants her dead, and Harry is the best hitman for the job. (started 3/28/21)

✬ completed & posted on tumblr ✬

1. Only Human (64k) ♥︎ ☁︎ ★ ✖︎ ❖ ⚑

OU. Harry and Y/N are friends…. with benefits, but not the kinds you’re thinking of. (completed 6/16/20)

2. Nervous (7k) ♥︎ ☁︎ ■ ∆

OU. The one where Y/N might be insane but Harry is definitely a shy nervous idiot. (posted 5/17/20)

3. Tastes Like... (8.7k) ★ ✖︎ ■ 

AU. Harry has a reputation and Y/N is curious. (posted 6/27/20)

3. When the Lights Go Out (8k) ♠︎ ★ ■

AU. Halloween special. (posted 10/31/20)

4. Bust (Sculptor!Harry) (35k) ♠︎ ☁︎ ✖︎ ▶︎ ⚑

AU. Y/N is an annoyance in Harry’s sculpting class. (part one posted 7/12/20, completed 12/20/20)

5. Traditions (17k) ♠︎ ★ ✖︎ ■

AU. Part of @1dffchallenges Valentine’s Day Challenge. (posted 2/14/21)

6. Lexington (31k) ♠︎ ★ ■

AU. Halloween special. (posted 10/31/21)

 ✬ works in progress & sneak peaks ✬

1. Summer!fic ♠︎ ✖︎ ❖ ⚑ | current word count: 14k

AU. Find summary here. (TBD)

2. Homeland ♥︎ ☁︎ ✖︎ ■ | current word count: 6k

AU. Rowen has lived for many, many years, and has finally found someplace that feels like home, and it has green-eyes and runs the local flower and herb shop. The only problem is that... she hasn’t allowed anyone close to her since... she can’t even remember. But something about Harry makes her want to try again. But when she gets dragged into a mess involving love potions and desperation, she may never get the chance to let Harry in after all. (TBD)

✬ completed & posted elsewhere ✬

my drive folder for all my google doc stories in one place

1. Dentist!Harry (33k) ♠︎ ★ ✖︎ ▶︎ ⚑

AU. Posted on Google Docs. Harry’s Y/N’s dental assistant. ⓒ2019

2. Peep (20k) ♥︎ ★ ▶︎

AU. Posted on Google Docs. Roommate!Harry. Includes the original 3-part story and the four continuations! ⓒ2019 

3. Counting Stars (27k) ♥︎ ☁︎ ★ ❖ ⚑

AU. Posted on Wattpad. A short story about Harry and Lidia navigating homelessness. ⓒ2018

4. (The Heart) Wants What It Wants (50k) ♠︎ ★ ✖︎ ❖ ⚑

OU. Posted on Google Docs (sequel in progress). Mia and Harry should not be doing what they’re doing. ⓒ2017

✬ short blurbs ✬

1. Untitled (1.7k) ★ ∆ 

PWP in which Harry’s hands wander during a sex scene. (posted 7/2/20)

✬ challenges ✬

1. Fine Line Fic Challenge

A collection of stories written by other authors in celebration of Harry’s second album Fine Line. Ended February 2020

2. 5k Fic Challenge

A collection of stories written by other authors in celebration of 5k followers on this blog all centered on the theme of AU Harry. Started September 2020

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