tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974773076690597683.post6459539257362294239..comments2024-03-27T18:00:02.032-04:00Comments on Sardonicky: Remembering Amelia EarhartKaren Garciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15612731479365562803noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974773076690597683.post-55994040110878502572012-07-02T17:25:18.392-04:002012-07-02T17:25:18.392-04:00Karen Garcia may have found two new talents - firs...Karen Garcia may have found two new talents - first, Ms. Socolow's staccato-morse code poetry is a delicious find; second, Garcia's future as a literary agent.<br /><br />Seriously, having read Nan's material for years now, I have to say poetry may be her beat. Mesdames: more, please.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974773076690597683.post-9259525886227733182012-07-02T16:43:50.126-04:002012-07-02T16:43:50.126-04:00This tale also triggered a story from my family hi...This tale also triggered a story from my family history, one that I was able to share with my mother before she died.<br /><br />My mother’s grandmother emigrated from Ireland in 1862. Her younger sister, who remained in Ireland, had a grandson, who was a pilot in the RAF during WW2. He was shot down by a German fighter, while flying a reconnaissance mission, in the second month of the war (10/16/39) and was one of the earliest POW’s (POW#24). He was just 21 years old and married less than a month. He was one of the fifty escaped POW’s murdered by the Gestapo on Hitler’s orders after escaping through tunnel “Harry” from Stalag Luft III. This was immortalized in the movie “The Great Escape” (Steve McQueen, James Garner, et al.)<br /><br />Amelia Earhart, age 39, died 2 July 1937<br /><br />Flight Lieutenant (Pilot) Michael James Casey, age 26, died 24 March 1944<br /><br />“We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as placed in an obscure and distant future. It never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun or that death could arrive this same afternoon, this afternoon which is so certain and which has every hour filled in advance.” - Marcel ProustDenis Nevillenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974773076690597683.post-80102438417062857192012-07-02T14:26:09.024-04:002012-07-02T14:26:09.024-04:00Amelia Earhart disappeared before I was born, but ...Amelia Earhart disappeared before I was born, but I remember my mother talking about her as well as reading a children's biography about Amelia Earhart to me. Mother always delighted in telling me about the adventure she had going up once in a small plane in the early forties. My dad was too afraid to join her, which added to her delight. Looking back, I believe she was a bit envious of Earhart’s adventurous life. Mother would have enjoyed this ongoing saga.<br /><br />This is a fascinating story about Earhart and Noonan surviving. I have always loved an adventure. Their story reminds me, as one who has traveled on the Amazon River, of the following two books:<br /><br />Candice Millard’s “The River of Doubt – Theodore Roosevelt’s Darkest Journey,” the most punishing physical challenge he ever undertook, exploring an uncharted tributary of the Amazon in one of the most treacherous jungles of the world after losing the 1912 election. It is a fascinating portrait of Roosevelt’s character.<br /><br />Also, David Grann’s “The Lost City of Z: A Tale of Deadly Obsession in the Amazon,” the story of legendary British explorer Percy Fawcett.<br /><br />For all, a quote of the day:<br /><br />"No kind action ever stops with itself. One kind action leads to another. Good example is followed. A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees. The greatest work that kindness does to others is that it makes them kind themselves." - Amelia EarhartDenis Nevillenoreply@blogger.com