Wednesday, September 11, 2013
12 Years
12 years makes things seem so far away. I'm listening to the FDNY and PANYNJ audio of the event today, but it still has a feeling of a different world, almost like a fiction read in a book. I know it's not. I finally visited the site of the Twin Towers in June and paid my respects at the memorial. A month ago we had an instructor from Rockland County in for training and he spoke of his time working with Andy Fredericks at the county training center.
It is a different world, structurally and mentally. We are all worse for it. I think inside those of my friends who were adults or adolescents at that time are more nihilistic, but outside we just pretend all is well and nothing has changed. Innocence lost. Not so much with my kids, but at the same time they deal with the ripples of that day: bags are checked everywhere, flying isn't fun like it was, violence in places unthinkable and off limits seems easier. I don't think they have the same doom in the back of their mind I have, but they'll have to deal with this brave new world.
I listen to the end of the innocence. I think of the souls in those planes and firehouses and towers and the Pentagon. I think of them in the hour or half before all this happened, getting on their flights for their adventure, having coffee, shuffling reports and tossing out old newspapers to make room for that day's issue with the latest on the Chandra Levy case or how the tax refund checks were doing.
Today I'll do what I do to remember those not here to enjoy life: I tip a shot of whiskey and down a beer for those brothers, medics, cops, office workers, bystanders, and naval and military personnel who can't anymore. As my friend Pete mentioned, also all those lost in the wars and attacks that followed...
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Agitate! Agitate! Agitate! - F. Douglass
The abolitionist movement predates the Civil War, of course, and was not limited to the United States. Thomas Clarkson, William Wilberforce, and others in Great Britain succeeded in not only abolishing slavery in their kingdom, but in creating an international agreement against the slave trade which was enforced in great part by the Royal Navy. Here at home the Tappan brothers became organizers and financial supporters of the abolitionist cause. Their work was extended by William Lloyd Garrison in the 1840s who published The Liberator from Boston and founded a network of hard-core abolitionist societies (mostly) across the northern-tier states. But the culmination of the movement was led by a self-freed former slave, Frederick Douglass.
Douglass was born into slavery on an Eastern Shore Maryland plantation. As a "house slave" he was taught (illegally) to read and went on to teach other enslaved Negroes as opportunity allowed. Working for various owners and lettors, Douglass would make his freedom when he was twenty. Borrowing papers from a free Black sailor he made his way to Philadelphia and eventually to New England where he met William Lloyd Garrison who encouraged him to speak before local anti-slavery meetings. Through his speaking tour in 1843 he became acquainted with the leaders of the fledgling women's rights movement. This would eventually lead to him selecting the booming city of Rochester, New York, where Susan B. Anthony and other activists lived, to be his home and the location where his own newspaper would be printed - the North Star.
From the bully pulpit (to borrow a later term) of the North Star and its later incarnations Douglass advocated for freedom for enslaved Blacks and for their full inclusion as citizens. Rochesterians would on occasion shout down meetings of Douglass and his ilk, especially as southern states threatened secession in response to abolitionist agitation. But I am unaware of him ever being in any physical danger in this town and indeed it was nearly universally accepted in the area that the institution of slavery was unjust. Douglass worked unceasingly in Rochester, calling for freedom for the enslaved.
When the threatened secession did occur in 1861 and civil war became a reality Douglass pressed for the acceptance of Black troops to serve in the state and national forces. His aims were to not only have Blacks aid in the war against rebellion and to directly fight against slave-holders, but to prove their capacity as citizens and "earn" the rights white men enjoyed. Officially put off, there were here and there regiments that accepted them. When "colored troops" were officially accepted by Massachusetts, Douglass's own sons enlisted, one as Sergeant-Major of the 54th Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry.
His desire for equality was partially realized at wars end with the passage of the 13th, 14th, and 15th Amendments to the Constitution. This also caused a bit of a falling out with his friend Susan B. Anthony, for Douglass became quiet on the demand for equal rights for men and women to gain rights for males regardless of race. Consensus has since become that rights are to be considered to be equal for all Americans, male and female, white or black or otherwise, period. But, it's taken us a long time to get there and the rights are less secure because they are not declared in the Constitution. I say that Douglass's desire for equality for the people of his race was partially achieved because there continued to be both codified and customary discrimination against people of color by Whites until recently. The Civil Rights Movement of the 1960s enabled the ending of the codified racial discrimination and has led towards the cessation of racial discrimination in thought and deed as so well called for by Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr., in his "I Have a Dream" speech.
Getting back to the theme of the day, I see the inauguration of Barack Obama as a direct result of Frederick Douglass's agitation for equal rights beginning in the 1840s, reaching a crescedo in the Civil War, with the struggle to hold the gains continuing until his death in 1895. His writings and speeches, his calling on politicians and people of influence, his offering of his sons for sacrifice on the battlefield, his personal risk of re-enslavement and injury or death as he spoke out - all of this work set the stage, enabling a man of color, Barack Obama, to be elected and sworn in as President of the United States of America.
Watching the inauguration I suddenly felt compelled to visit Douglass's grave and pay tribute to his work. Even though I'd lived in his chosen hometown for nearly my entire life, I'd never seen his grave site. I knew it was located in Mount Hope Cemetery, a city-managed one which is very accessible, and a quick look at the cemetery's website showed me that I had driven past his grave many, many times. So, making my way through town in light snow, I first visited a flower shop across from the cemetery to buy some few carnations to place at the monument stone and drove into the cemetery proper.
While the signs were all covered with snow, his grave was actually easy to find (especially after seeing the map, earlier). I couldn't tell if I were the first there that day - the traces of snow-covered footprints made a clear, neat path to Douglass's resting place and I could see some sort of ceremony had taken place, but whether today or as part of the previous day's remembrance of Martin Luther King, Jr., was uninterpretable. But, I was there alone and it was obvious no one had been there for at least several hours. So, in solitude I laid down the flowers and prayed a prayer of thanksgiving that God had provided Frederick Douglass to goad the nation's conscience when we needed it. Before I left a man with some dogs joined me. He came directly to see the grave, also, and noted when he saw me that he wondered whether anyone would be there to visit.
At least we two did.
This is a photo of the monuments that mark Frederick Douglass's grave. The flag was already there when I arrived. I cleared snow off the monuments and placed the red bundle of flowers that you see behind the flag. Perhaps it was coincidence that it stopped snowing and the sun came out as I came upon the grave.
*At least as defined by the Secretary of the Interior; under the standards I can't claim to officially be an Archaeologist even though I spend more time doing that than straight history.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Old Friends
Miley working the audience with Kay a few hours later...
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Cub Scouts are us.
One of the key points in Cub Scouting is for the boys to have fun. FUN. and MORE FUN! This is something I need to remind myself of a lot. Watching six children who are not my own attempt to hijack a meeting that is going over their head can often lead a leader into forgetting that the meeting is for the kids, not the adults. Order is nice, and important, but to expect constant order is pretty silly. That said, it is also important to keep the meeting on the kids' level and not waste the kids' time.
I'm noticing that having an agenda, and a Plan B for a lot of things is really important. Also important is not trying to do something that you don't have time to do in the hour you're with the kids and parents. Taking home stuff to do or completing a project at the next meeting is OK as long as you have next meetings (lack of meetings is an issue in our den). But it's also important to let the kids have some time to socialize with each other before and after the meeting. Right now it's the dark part of the year and the while the parents want to hibernate the kids are even more wound up from being stuck in school during all the good daylight playtime hours. I suspect that as the Den Leader and I practice our jobs and the days grow longer things will smooth out.
Can't wait.
Friday, September 7, 2007
9-11 time, again.
Google locates scads of sites dedicated to showing that the 9-11 attacks were a home-grown conspiracy. The number is astonishing - I can't imagine the manhours it took to create these sites, not to even go into the postings and responses on fora. It is mindboggling to consider what could have been accomplished had the time and creativity been spent in something a bit more useful.
Fortunately, I did come across at least two sources when I searched "wtc1 'command post.'" One was the McKinsey report for the City of New York which looked closely at response and command issues: http://www.nyc.gov/html/fdny/html/mck_report/index.shtml
The other is the compilation of work done by the National Institutes of Standards and Technology: http://wtc.nist.gov/pubs/
In addition to what is listed there, Google revealed some PDFed PowerPoint presentations used at different Project meetings. (Research subjects were divided into "projects;" i.e. Project 7 was Occupant Behavior, Egress, and Emergency Communications. There are eight projects to wade through.) Searching through Google using the phrase: "project 7" site:wtc.nist.gov will reveal Project 7's material. There are also presentations from conferences. Most notably one held in 2005 can be found using the search: "wtc" (and/or "towers")site:wtc.nist.gov/WTC_Conf_Sep13-15/session# (#=1-8)
The latter led me to a collection of photos taken by John Labriola. Mr. Labriola was employed by the Port Authority and took photos on his way to work on the 71st floor of WTC1 (the north tower - first one struck, second to collapse). As he evacuated he met firefighters on their way up at around the 35th or so floor and fortunately (IMHO) began taking photos once again. Some of his collection is at the Smithsonian Institution's site: http://americanhistory.si.edu/september11/collection/record.asp?ID=62
Some different shots are posted here: http://tampabaycoalition.homestead.com/files/0911FirstMomentsPics.htm
I'd be remiss in not mentioning the oral interviews conducted by the city that are available from the New York Times': http://graphics8.nytimes.com/packages/html/nyregion/20050812_WTC_GRAPHIC/met_WTC_histories_full_01.html
along with recordings of some of the emergency communications.
However, this Port Authority recording from their much maligned repeater holds much more detail than what the city reluctantly released: http://www.thememoryhole.org/911/firefighter-tape.htm
My wife, Colleen, asked my why I do this every year. I told her it was just in case I had to deal with something like it. Why lose all those lessons learned at so high a price?
This rainy September 11 will be spent in honor of the murdered the way I spent that sunny day six years ago. I'm going to ignore the news and play with my kid.