Saturday, February 29, 2020

Deathly Wedding Party

My great g- grandfather Elijah Petty (1803-1881) and his second wife, Sarah Parker (1818-1897) lived and died in Fannin County, Georgia.  Then had 7 children: one son and six daughters.  This is their family picture.
Their oldest daughter was Martha “Mary” Petty (1851 – 1945) married William Peyton Walker (1848-1936).  They had eight children:  3 sons and 5 daughters.
The oldest son, William Richard Walker.  He married Alice Matilda Tiffar.  They had eight children, 4 sons and 4 dauthers.
The oldest son Lester William Walker (1909-1987)  married Odean Tanner 23 Marfch 1937.  The next to the oldest son Hobert Walker was born in 1915 and died 23 March 1937.
Brother Hobert died the same day brother Lester William married.  I found this under Hobert Walker’s cause of death:
Hobert and another boy were carrying Lester on a rail during what was called a (Sereande) to celebrate the marriage of Lester and Dean Tanner.  An accident happened to Hobert that caused him to lose his life.


Friday, February 28, 2020

The First Time With Joan Baez

Did I ever tell you the first time I heard a recording made by Joan Baez.  It was in the record department of department store in a upsy shopping center in Mammoth, New Jersey, in 1964..  To my friend, listening with me, the only thing I could utter was "MAN!"

And a lady standing close by said, "You are from the south aren't you?" 

Thursday, February 27, 2020

Roswell Woman

You heard of the Roswell Mill Women?  To make a long story short when in 1864 when Sherman took over the Atlanta area his men discovered a mill in Roswell on the banks of the Chattahoochee River that made things for the Confederacy like CSA uniforms and so on.  Sherman had the women arrested as prisoners of war and sent them north to work in mills there.

Of the women was one of Anna’s relatives Adeline Bagley. Wife of Pvt J. Buice.

Adeline returned to her homeland many years later to find her husband had remarried.

War is Hell.

She is buried in Sherril Baptist Church near Cummings, Georgia.

Wednesday, February 26, 2020

American Pie, different Ingrediantgs

Check out this version of American Pie

Emma Viola Hunter Abecrombie

Emma Viola Hunter (1896-1992), my and my Hunter first cousin's first cousin, once removed. Emma was the daughter of John Rafas Hunter (1870-1940) (our grandpa Frank Paris Hunter's brother) and Lilly Belle Hill Hunter (1875-1973). Emma grew up in the Woodstock, Georgia, area, and married Andrew Joseph Abercrombie (1891-1924).  They moved to Birmingham, Alabama, for Andrew to work in a steel mill. Emma lived 96 years and Andrew lived only 33 years.
They had four children, two daughters and two sons.
Emma and Joseph are buried at Bascomb Methodist Church, near Woodstock.

Monday, February 24, 2020

Sunday, February 23, 2020


These were drawn by MAD's first editor Harvey Kurtzman.  The have been published before in Marvel comics when Harvey was a free lance starving artist.  Here he is recycling or getting more mileage of them.  Can you blame him?

Saturday, February 22, 2020

Boys in the Back Room

I posted this picture before.  It is a picture of the Bowery Boys that on the Silver Screen hung out in the back room of either a malt shop or a drug store.

As I remember their stories on the screen, when a crime by gangsters occurred the Bowery Boys would do what they did best:  Play keep-away of the stolen jewels or a map to a hidden gold mine or something sinister. 

Could you imagine walking into Walgreen's, CVS, or a yogurt shop a hold-up took place and suddenly out of the back room a bunch of middle-aged teenagers skip run out with perfect choreography play keep-away with the look the bad guys just stolen.  Wow!

Every ice cream shop and drug store had a bunch of 30 something teenagers hanging out in the back room.

Friday, February 21, 2020


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Two Commodes Facing Each Other

This picture of two commodes facing each other reminds me of the month of January 1965 aboard the USS NEWPORT NEWS.

The enlisted men heads had toilets facing each other.  However, they were in rows and much closer to each other.  It was almost impossible not to do a little knee touching.

And I never figured out the proper social etiquette for close dumping.  Do you look away, even though your face is not far from his?  Do you talk sports?  Do you even recognized the person with a nod?

Every time I went to the head it was full, you were in a line waiting your time.  I even decided surely in the middle of the night there would be no waiting line.  I was wrong.

The plan of our ship was to go up the Mississippi River 50 or so miles to the Crescent City New Orleans.  There we were to meet a HER MAJESTY SHIP and reenact THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS.

THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS was actually the  last hurrah of the War of 1812.  But it was worse than the last hurrah, it was a hurrah that should have never been.  It was fight after the U.S.A. and England made peace.  Neither side in New Orleans was notified.

As we docked meeting the Brits was not my concern.  I had to take a dump real bad.  I was dancing I had to take one so bad.

I rushed off the ship and went down Canal Street and in the first motel I signed up for a room and went directly to the bathroom.


Wednesday, February 19, 2020

Leave the Driving to you know who

This is/was the old Greyhound Bus Station before and after.  I remember when he ground was bulldozed to make the station. Before a two story home was on the grounds.  After they bulldozed it we would play war... after all, this was at the climax of WWII and it was on our minds, playing war.  I remember throwing a rock over a bank into a bunch of kids and it hit Tommy Hadaway in the head.  He had to have stitches.

After it was completed, it had two waiting rooms:  segregation.  And behind the waiting room was a diner that smell like burnt bacon and grease.  It had a jukebox and a pinball machine, which one of them was usually at work making noises.

It was one of our stops walking home from Scout meeting.  On the dock, where passengers loaded onto buses was several vending machines.  One of the machines you could make your own metal sheriff badge with a big star in the center.  There was also a photo booth where I suppose was the original "selfie" machine.  4 photos for a quarter.  Once Jimmy  stood in the booth's chair and made several quarters worth of pictures of his genitals.  He had nothing to show off or brag about but did it anyway.  Then, knowing how "small" he was he pinned the pictures to various bulletin boards around Marietta High School taped or stapled to a sheet of paper saying,
"Girls, how would you like this?"

After the demand for a big bus station the building was sold and became a lawyers' building (below).

The latest bus station is on the edge of Kennesaw University, South Campus, near South Marietta Parkway (a.k.a. Clay Street.   From the outside it looks no bigger than a single-wide trailer.

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Benjamin Hanging out

Benjamin hanging out at our house.

He is using Anna's old school desk that she has had since she was a kid.

Sunday, February 16, 2020

SUNDAY FUNNIES!! Kurtzman Getting More Mileage or Self-Plagiarism?

In E.C. Publishing Company's WEIRD FANTASY's ATOM BOMB THIEF!  Harvey Kurtzman did a story of a man stole the Atom Bomb and against all odds took to a deserted island in the South Pacific and there it blew up on him, Opps!

E.C. analyzer and critic John Benson gave Kurtzman credit for the story, although I cannot find his name on it, besides I recognize his art style.

The above are the last two pages.  

I came across these just the other day while reviewing my E.C. hardbound library.  It very much reminded me of another E.C. story in  the first issue of MAD, this time the art is by Will Elder but the story is by Harvey Kurtzman, as editor of MAD he wrote all the stories.  Is it Harvey Kurtzman "Getting More Milelage" or Self-Plagiarism?   

The last page of GANEFS in MAD #1 below:

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Saturday, February 15, 2020

Jack's Book Release Party

Movie Report: Parasite

Movie check list.

The picture above shows how the South Korea family in PARASITE uses their cell phone, feeding off the airwaves of the people that live above them.

PARASITE won the Best Picture award at he Academy Awards Sunday night. Because of that we just had to see it to see what all the fuss is about.

It has been accurately described as a black comedy. It really gets black (bloody red too). The movie shows the class/privileged differences in South Korea of those who have and those who have-nots.

At least one time the caste system of "crossing the line" was mentioned when the head of the household said he enjoyed talking one on one with his chauffeur but added one time he almost "cross the line". That is about the same as "not knowing their place" in the Old South.

The movie has the poor feeding off the wealthy. The poor seems to have no scruples with cheating the rich. The movie, as a whole, reminds me of a line in MY FAIR LADY when My Fair Lady’s father (who was also poor) was asked, “Don’t you have any scruples?”
And the father replied, “Scruples? What’s that? Never mind! I can’t afford them!”

It was written by Bong Joon-ho. It was produced by Bong Joon-ho and Knja si-ie.
The music was excellent and mostly in classic form, by Jeong-il.

The movie’s theme is not unique (Haves vs Have-nots), think of GRAPES OF WRATH., but the situations are very unique. Good movie.

Friday, February 14, 2020

This is my Heart - really! My real heart

Seriously, this is my heart, before and after my heart attack, the day after Feb 14, 2002.  We went to Outback Valentine's night.  The next morning I was running on Sandy Plains Road and I had a heart attack.  In 2002 Kennestone Wellstar did not have approval to do heart surgery so they took me to Piedmont Hospital in Atlanta and put in 3 stents.

I blame the onion loaf.

On Christmas Eve 2006 at a Christmas Dinner I had a stroke, boy, was that embarrassing.

About 2007 or so I had a routine heart nuclear stress test and they saw that I had a blockage in my heart.  They went in and then they went out.

The doctor told me after I woke up the blockage fixed itself by making little vessels to leap over the artery dam.  Then, before he left, he added, "Nice doing business with you."

Thursday, February 13, 2020

Rest in Peace Sam

Sam as my best man in 1967.

Today, February 13, 2020, my friend Sam  would have turned 79, if he had lived.  He took his own life in 2013.

Sam and I grew up together, starting in the Clay Homes Project in the early 1940s.  His father, in the Navy, was killed in the Pacific in WWII.

When  his mother Hazel invited me to visit them and play with Sam, I was impressed how neat their apartment was and Sam was allowed to wear socks inside instead of shoes.

We had many adventures and many conversations.  He gave every subject deep thought.  We got along great as long as we kept politics out of it.

He introduced EC Horror comics to me and the appreciation of comicbook art which I still keep up with today, over 70 years later.

He took his own life because he knew he had Alzheimer’s .  He saw his mothers suffer from Alzheimer’s and did not want to see his wife go through the same hell he had to.

Rest Peacefully Sam.



Movie Review on ONCE UPON. A TIME IN HOLLYWOOD. What if the Charles Manson Family made a mistake and broke into the wrong house where an action hero star lived and his stunt double was visiting. And Sharon Tate slept peacefully through the night? 

Oh My!  What would they write about?

Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Anchors Away!

This was FDR’s Presidential Yacht at one time.  In July 1963 it was anchored at the Naval Yards on the Cooper River, of Charleston, SC. I don’t know if it is still there or not.  I suppose at one time it was called NAVY ONE, when Franklin D. Roosevelt was on it.
I was aboard it one time.  I was a transient waiting on my orders at the Charleston Navy Yard.  While waiting we were assigned little maintenance details to earn our keep.  One day the leaders took us to the docks and led us aboard this sea vessel, handed us brushes and paint and told us to paint he decks.

Then, daily, the Uniform of the Day was undress blues. 

With a paint brush and paint I painted a section of FDR.s Presidential boat.   

Then, a wave rolled in from the Cooper River, and gave the boat a sudden quick rock.  It caught me by surprise by knocking me off my feet and rolling into the fresh paint.

My undress blues was ruined.  I don’t remember the details of replacing them, but I’m sure I did.

I wished I was sitting in FDR’s wheelchair when that wave hit.

Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Orson Bean, Died

Orson Bean died last week, in his 90s,, being hit by a car while crossing a street in New York City.  In the late 1950s and 60s he was a contributor to MAD, which explains crossing a NYC street on foot in his 90s.

Sunday, February 09, 2020


This is MAD's editor/writer making mincemeat of a classic with the help of John Severin illustrating.  I tend to forget how good of an illustration Severin was.  click to enlarge to get the most.