To a groovy Sunday...
And another history-lesson?
"Memory Lane Moments
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A FLASH BLACK MOMENT IN HISTORY:
In 1963, the photographer Richard Avedon took a picture of a man named William Casby.
William Casby, born in 1857, was 106 years old at the time.
In his hands, he was holding his great, great, granddaughter, Cherri Stamps McCray.
The
image is amazing because the elderly gentleman holding his descendant
so tenderly, was born into slavery more than a century prior.
Casby would eventually live until 1970, dying at the age of 113.
His great and great grandchildren are alive today, and many of them remember him.
It
puts into perspective just how relatively recent slavery existed.
Because as far away and distant as it may feel now. Even in modern-day
America, there are people who have active memories of talking to former
slaves.
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Wow, huh, 106 years old and so alive and kicking! And making it to 113!
At age 42, I think, Estrus Crayton told me he´s an "old man" and after me staring a bit mad added, "for being a sports man"...








20 comments:
...slavery is still going strong in the world today!
Yes, and not color-related anymore...
I love your car story. My first day ever driving (Not a stick- my husband taught me that later) with my dad, I ran over some shrubs at my parent's house and backing up, ripped them out of the ground. My dad replanted them and it was the end of the topic. Well a short while later they started to die, and my mom was going on how somebody's dog must have unrated all over them. Ha ha. I don't know if she ever found out it was me. Thanks for not only your story but sparking a good memory. Happy rest of your weekend. hugs-Erika
Interesting post! You are young Iris -Christine cmlk79.blogspot.com
Love the 70s stuff, Iris.
Fun times remembering some of the 70s...I took tennis once, never liked it too much. Learned to drive a stick shift...mom gave up after she yelled at me a few times, so dad took over.
A boyfriend tried to teach me how to drive a stick shift. We were practicing on my street which was a dead end. I couldn't get from first to second without stalling. Each. And. Every. Time. The only gear I could drive in was Reverse 😺
Erika, you sure made me laugh!!! A dog, hahaha...! To fun and good memories!
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Christine,aw, well, I feel my age!
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RedPat, Grace knew I would be all aww, and oohhhs...
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Barbara, I took lessons and was good, then went to Badminton, was even better, then I broke my arm - Boom.
Bone infection and it was over.
LOL, in Germany it is illegal to teach your child how to drive.
Loved your driving tale!
That former slave was amazing. Loved the bio. And what a cute pic of you!
Magiceye, it was real... Dad got all Mom´s anger...
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gigi, sad, huh. And... thank you :-)
Your driving story cracked me up. Look mum, I'm driving. :)
Dad was in trouble!
You are so tiny! Loved the car story. I didn't learn to drive until I was 24 and we were moving out here to this land. I realized then that I would be very isolated indeed if I couldn't drive. I learned on a stick and always drove one, until 2008, when problems with my leg and knee convinced me it was time for an automatic.
Now that an ole stero system.
Sadly, slavery has not ended. That elderly man looks so wise and gentle. Nice history lesson.
LOVE the black swan. Simply lovely.
Sue, Estrus is really tall ;-) But yes, thanks to scoliosis I shrinked 6 cm!!!
I don´t like automatic, I like to have "control", but then I didn´t drive for 5 years at all...
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Dora, well..
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Elizabeth, I sadly have to agree. Reckon all the cheap clothes you can buy are made by children in India, China... Hope one day we overcome this concept.
That was a cute song and a very busy beach.
42 is old for sports playing but if he is careful he could play a few more years.
I would love to live to 113 and see ALL the grandchildren grown and my great grandson too. And maybe more great grandchildren?
Well, we agreed - for a sports-mates 42 is old, but not for "normal" persons!
To a long, healthy life!
Loving the look of the lounge, very much like the colours I grew up with.
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