Saturday, June 23, 2018

New Park in Cobb County

Today we went to a "Preview" of a new park.  strangely, the preview is just several days after a town-hall meeting on whether the county afford the parks they already have.  Sure it can, just raise the taxes.  The park does not have a name yet, or rules ether.  They have to work all that our.

The above house is was the Strother house from different views.

The little lake in the park, from my point of view, looks like you can walk around it.

This house belonged to James Marian Prance, Anna's great grandfather.  It is also in the park.

Friday, June 22, 2018

Delivering a Message

I saw tonight on the news that President Trump  had gathered up all that  he could find of survivors of people killed by illegal aliens.  It was a big crowd of survivors.  If it was only for one death it would have been one too many.

It was an inspiring visual, showing just how deadly some people can be.

I hope Trump's message inspired someone with the means to gather up all the survivors and parents of school students and other mass shooting.  Maybe it will put a stop to it.  Again, one death is one too many.

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Ben's Crash and My Throwback Thursday

Throwback Thursday.   Yesterday my grandson Benjamin fell.  He hit the hard floor and had to get medical help (as you can tell, I don’t know the details).

According to the bandage, he now has stitches in his forehead area.  His Mom Sabrina said he was a champ during his medical treatment.


It reminded of the time when I was about a year older then Benjamin having a similar injury to my forehead, that came with stitches that they had to hold me down to sew.

I have seen cartoons at the Strand Theater of MIGHTY MOUSE and was impressed with his strength, the ability to fly, but most of all the cape.

We lived in the Clay Homes.  My sister Frances and I shared a bedroom with twin beds  I tied a towel around my neck with it hanging down my back, just like Mighty Mouse’s cape and leaped from bed to bed, like I was flying just like Mighty Mouse.

On one leap WHAM!!!  I missed the bed.   I hit my forehead, just above the eyebrow on a table or dresser.  It was a big gash and I was rushed to the Old Hospital on Cherokee Street.  We did not have a car, but we were only about five blocks away.  I don’t remember if we walked or called a cab or called a relative with a car.

The next day I visited Mrs. Cannon, who lived upstairs in the next group of our apartments.  Mrs. Cannon was a nice old lady who lived with her daughter and son-in-law.  Then, when I visited her I just turned the door nob and walked on into their apartment.

That day she asked, “What happened to your head Eddie?”  (she probably already knew).

I said, “I ran into a door”.  (I was ashamed to admit I was playing I was MIGHTY MOUSE.

I may have been the first to use “I ran into a door.” Lie.

Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Trump Spaced Out

Psychopath Professions

 CEOs,  lawyers,  and working in the media are the three most psychopath-heavy professions.

The above fact from UNCLE JOHN’S BATHROOM READER does not surprise me.

I heard of CEOs behind one way glass window watching employees expressions when they are told they are to be laid off and apparently loving every minute of it.  

Some leaders we have!  tch tch

Tuesday, June 19, 2018


Monday, June 18, 2018

Same Book Different Cover

Reprint from my Facebook chirping:

Eddie Hunter The first book had 18 photos by Eddie Hunter (me)! I don't know if they are in the 2nd book or not. The name didn't change.

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Bobby Buccellato It’s the same book it’s just a different promotional still for it
And yes of course your photos are still very much in them
It would be Jimmy Carter in Plains with your images


Sunday, June 17, 2018

John Hunter's Cabin Resurrected

My ancestor John Hunter (c1776-1850) and his family  built this cabin in Union County in the 1830s.  He and his wife Polly Edwards are buried in Old Salem Church Cemetery, which he deed the land for.  After John died his daughter Harriet and her husband Daniel England and their family took possession of it.
On postcards it was described as the oldest man made dwelling in Union County, Georgia.

In the latter part of the 20th century it was vacant.  The Twigg family owned the land it was on.  They sold their land in the early 2000s and the new owner said the cabin would have to go to make way for new mountain homes that was to be built.

To save the cabin Charlie Hunter bought it and had professions to disassemble it, number the boards, for a future resurrection of the structure.

It now has been rebuilt and is standing near the Blairsville’s Farmer Market on Old Smokey Road.

We visited it today.  I have been in it before, when it was in Choestoe area and my memory was confirmed that the whole house inside is smaller than our den.

As a detail they even have a rabbit trap, just like kind I used to have when I was a kid.  That is old!

Fathers' Day a Day Early

Fathers' Day came a day early this year with this family (I couldn't wait).

SUNDAY FUNNIIES! MAD #4, Flob was Slob

Story by editor Harvey Kurtzman and illustrated by Georgia own's corn-fed Jack Davis

Saturday, June 16, 2018

What Law?

On separating children from their refugee parents at the border Trump was asked “Why”?  He said it was a law the Democrats made,  they are the ones that would have to change it.

Both Democrats and Republicans are asking each other “What law?”

Friday, June 15, 2018

We carried Willow to the vet this past Monday for routine glucose check and her annual shots.  Willow is a diabetic.  When they test her blood, between 200 and 300, is acceptable.  This time it was well over 500.

500 sounds like death could strike any minute!

The vet suggested we bring her back in a few days in the evening before she eats and test her again.  We arranged for her to come back Thursday (yesterday) at 5pm.

On the way to the Vets yesterday early evening I stopped at Home Depot to buy a bow-saw and everybody there  that we faced had to bend over and Pet Willow and talk to her some.  Willow timidly took the petting and charming baby talk.

At the Vet her blood count was under 100!  It was in the 80s!

Over a four-day period it is a mystery why it changed from dangerous to beyond super healthy.

Maybe  charming -baby- talk is the best medicine.

First Telephone Conversation


"Hello, Is this Mr. Bell?   Can you hear me?  I am from the Warranty department, oh don’t worry,  your warranty is fine, but I can get you a much deal, just give your credit card number."

Thursday, June 14, 2018

Hunter Cabin Resurrected!

I got an interesting email yesterday from Betty, a long time friend, fellow researcher, and distant cousin.  I haven’t heard from her in years.  But first let me fill you in.

My great-g-g-grandfather John Hunter (1775-1850) built the above cabin in Union County, Georgia, not far from Volgel State Park and Blood Mountain.  Up until recently, although deserted,  was considered the oldest man-made dwelling in Union County. 
It sat in the middle a field with Notley River behind it.  Not that it has anything to do with this but the Notley River is one of the rare rivers that flow north.

Once my sons and I visited the cabin and I was amazed how small it was inside.  I think our den is bigger than the whole cabin.

About five years ago, the land John Hunter’s cabin was on.  The new owners said it would have to be destroyed to make way for a “mountain cabin” development.

Nope!  My distant cousin Charley Hunter came forward, bought it, and paid to have the boards and thing marked and cataloged so one day it could be reassembled.

Charlie Hunter, his nephew Prof Andrew Wallis, and behind them, the cabin packed and tagged.

Betty’s email said that  the day is here.

The reassembled cabin will have its grand opening at the Blairsville Farmers’ Market, this Saturday,   I suppose it will be on display there from now on.

If any Hunter relatives are interested in attending, I Googled the Blairsville Farmer's Market and it is 148 Old Smokey Road.

Queen Elizabeth Job Hunting?

If Elizabeth ever gets tired of her 24 x7 position  she can always get a job holding a STOP/SLOW sign, where there is roadside work, wearing that outfit.   It pays overtime.



Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Those Sneaky Valedictorians !

I read on one of the on-line news that a young lady, a Valedictorian, was giving a speech to her fellow high school graduates when without warning went off her approved script and started talking about the NRA, legislator lawmakers,  and the school mass murders recently.  The speakers were turned off within seconds.  She did not get her message through.


In southern Kentucky, where Trump is worshiped like God, the Valedictorian, a young man, gave his fellow students a speech that everybody liked and applauded.  They cheered and applauded because the Valedictorian said, “as our President Donald Trump said…”…….” And he went on to say something heavy and meaningfully. 

After they did their cheering, the Valedictorian said, He was just joking, he was actually quoting President Obama.   I think the crowd decided they didn’t like the quote so much after all.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

You Don't Say, Mr. President!

On a local TV News an anchor person made a retraction.  She told what was reported and then told us what should have been reported.

I think most newspapers and news on TV are fairly accurate, because they check and recheck the proof they have before they actually tell it.  Of course, human are humans and something untrue occasionally slip through the cracks.

Trump calls the real news phony news because, I think, they tell things he wish they wouldn’t.

But on the other hand, Trump tells so many untruths it is hard to keep up with them all.  He is not above making up a phony fact to give him credence

I think the certifiable press and Trump should make an agreement with each  other, kind of like the old days when we had to put a quarter in a jar each time we said a bad word:  when either tells an untrue statement they will retract it the next day.  If CNN tells an untruth then they will be expected to admit it the following day.  If (not if  but when) Trump tells an untruth, rules are rules, and Trump will be expected to admit his scapegoat misinformed him.

After all,  no one, not even the President is above rules… or the law.  On second thought, this probably won’t work.

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