Monday, May 26, 2008
Memorial Day service at 1100 today at Denison Cemetery
The librarian's comment is replete with good and useful links:
Brooklyn Centre Memorial Day Ceremony
Join us for a service at the historic Brooklyn Centre Burying Ground, also known as Denison Cemetery to honor our military veterans.
11:00 am, Monday, May 26th
Meet at the historic Brooklyn Centre Burying Ground located on Garden Avenue east of Pearl Road behind Aldi’s. This Cemetery had its first burial in 1823 and was deeded the Brooklyn Centre Burying Ground in 1853. Many war veterans, starting with the Revolutionary War are buried in this local historic cemetery. Thank you to the volunteers of our community that pitched in last week to clean and beautify the cemetery…if you’ve not participated in this event previously you are encouraged to do so this year! For more information or questions, please call Rick Nicholson, Brooklyn Centre Historical Society, 216-398-1494 .
REF: Brooklyn Centre Historical Society or Denison Cemetery
· Ruth E. Ketteringham – In Memoriam; http://www.oldbrooklyn.com/rek/
·Interment Information, Michele Danielle; http://www.geocities.com/micheledanielle/Denison.html
-City of Cleveland Cemetery Division; http://www.city.cleveland.oh.us/government/departments/parksrecprop/prpparkmaint/cemeteries.asp
· OHIO CEMETERY PRESERVATION SOCIETY; http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~ohcps/mission.html
·Info they have on Denison Cemetery; http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~ohcuyah2/cems/denison/
· Additional site with interment information; http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=cr&CRid=40531&CScnty=2057&
Saturday, June 09, 2007
this morning, I have warm thoughts about the PD
Saturday, March 17, 2007
"Love words, agonize over sentences. And pay attention to the world."
Friday, March 09, 2007
Haviland preview: Ruthie and Moe's to reopen
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Eric Brewer, first elected official with second MTB interview
Eric may be making history here, in what is a last-to-first sprint to the reclaiming of a grand city, and it would be great if we also had the transcripts of both podcasts in searchable-text form. George gives instructions here on how that can happen.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Celtic rock: ignition, illumination
The Whiskey Island Ramblers have been on a tear since '04 from Cleveland to Europe and back again playing original Celtic Rock and "Ramblerized" traditional songs. Fueled by drink and Celtic Rock their audiences tend to ignite at some point during the performance. Joe and Ed Feighan have been performing Traditional Irish songs since they were kids. The Feighan Brothers formed the Whiskey Island Ramblers as a Celtic Rock band for their favorite traditional songs and their original material. Most of their own songs are about real people and real events. Occasionally they venture into the Irish "other world" where ghosts, sprites, wraiths and the like dwell. Whiskey Island, at the mouth of the Cuyahoga River in Cleveland, Ohio, is where the Irish ancestors of the Feighans settled as immigrants from the famine and just in time for the industrial revolution. Cops, bus drivers, chimney sweeps, bartenders, gabbers, hot dog vendors, sailors, judges, mayors, parents, drinking buddies, girlfriends, lawyers, bumbling bureaucrats and musicians who drive around in junked up cars make their apearance on Whiskey Island and the surrounding industrial landscape. The Whiskey Island Ramblers illuminate these characters in song keeping in stride with the legacy of their storytelling ancestors who arrived on Whiskey Island nearly one hundred and fifty years ago. Check out the band at www.whiskeyislandramblers.com and www.erintel.com.
Homepage
http://www.sonicbids.com/epk/epk.asp?...
Monday, February 05, 2007
the day the music died
Sunday, February 04, 2007
revisiting Flannery O'Connor country
Somewhere outside Toomsboro is where, in O’Connor’s best-known short story, “A Good Man Is Hard to Find,” a family has a car accident and a tiresome old grandmother has an epiphany. The fog of petty selfishness that has shrouded her life clears when she feels a sudden spasm of kindness for a stranger, a brooding prison escapee who calls himself the Misfit.
Of course, that’s also the moment that he shoots her in the chest, but in O’Connor’s world, where good and evil are as real as a spreading puddle of blood, it amounts to a happy ending. The grandmother is touched by grace at the last possible moment, and she dies smiling.
“She would of been a good woman,” the Misfit said, “if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.”