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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 5:57 am |
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Desdemona wrote: (Stop trying to fight with me, you contrarian blackguard!) FootFace wrote: Too late! I'm in the groove! Very well, then - have at thee! 
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 9:36 am |
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I'm the one on the left.
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 10:12 am |
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FootFace wrote: I'm the one on the left. Meta-pun!
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2012 11:31 am |
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Like I said: on a roll.
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 7:55 am |
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 8:20 am |
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lutin wrote: This. Is awesome. Particularly since I once wrote a parody of the same song for a G & S obsessed colleague; only in that case it began "I am the very model of an arms and armor curator..." (Nothing nerdy about that!)
_________________ You can always politely suggest a ham alternative. ~ vijita Nothing is safe from weiners in my neighborhood... ~ crowderpea "SMLOUNCE!" ~ smurfterrobang?! http://elizaveganpage.blogspot.com
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 8:49 am |
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And along those lines (kind of), here's a script I wrote years ago for a medical editors' conference my dad attended. He and some other editors performed this thing. It's longish, so I'm spoilerizing it. QUINCY, MEDICAL EDITOR "If Words Could Kill"
EXT. BUS STOP - DAY A man sits on a bench while browsing through a thick sheaf of white pages. He notices something alarming on one of the pages and stops to scrutinize it. He clutches at his chest.
MAN My heart!
Still reading, he grabs his head with both hands, and the pages tumble off his lap and onto the ground around him.
MAN My brain!
A police officer strolls up to the bench and looks disapprovingly at all the paper strewn on the ground.
OFFICER Hey, Litter-bug! How about a little civic-minded responsibility here?
A couple of passersby mill around. The man slumps and then slides all the way off the bench. A woman SCREAMS. More people gather around, helpless.
A man pushes his way through the crowd. This is EDITOR QUINCY, MEDICAL EDITOR.
QUINCY Please! Let me through! I'm an editor!
Kneeling beside the body, Quincy undoes his little black doctor's bag. He withdraws a pair of reading glasses and puts them on. He picks up a piece of paper from the ground.
QUINCY (reading) "As an oncology specialist with thirty years' experience, the new radiation treatment holds great promise."
Quincy is deeply troubled. He shakes his head. SAM, an earnest young man in a lab coat, cuts through the crowd and kneels beside Quincy.
SAM What happened, Editor?
Quincy hands Sam the page he'd been reading. Sam skims it.
SAM Oh my god. But this means...
QUINCY That's right, Sam: Acute Dystextia.
The crowd MURMURS anxiously.
CROWD-MEMBER Dystextia -- what's that?
QUINCY In layman's terms, junk writing.
SAM Look at these columns! The formatting's way off!
OFFICER (losing control) I told him to stop littering! I -- I didn't know!
QUINCY (rising) Get ahold of yourself, officer. (poking the patch on the officer's shoulder) And have that patch correctly punctuated.
SAM Quince! We're losing him!
QUINCY (lost in thought) What kind of sick mind abbreviates Police Department "P-D-period"?
SAM Editor Quincy!
Quincy regains his composure and looks to Sam, who has picked up another page.
SAM We've got uncontrolled logorrhea.
QUINCY On top of his hyper-irregardless-osis, that could be disastrous. We need to operate. Now.
SAM Here? The light's failing, and there's no flat surface! We'll develop cricks in our necks! Not to mention eyestrain!
QUINCY I don't know about you, Sam, but I remember when I took an oath... (raises his right hand solemnly) To bring readability and clarity to reports and articles of all kinds.
SAM Shouldn't we at least wait until the document is stabilized?
QUINCY (determined, heroic) Waiting would be editorial malpractice, Sam. This man -- I mean, this manuscript needs surgery now.
Quincy stands up and addresses the crowd of nervous onlookers.
QUINCY Does anyone have a blue pencil?
OFFICER You heard the editor! Does anyone have a blue pencil in their pocket or purse?
QUINCY (disgusted) In their pocket. Whatever happened to singular possessives in cases like these? (to the officer) People look up to you!
An old woman holds up an eyebrow pencil.
OLD WOMAN I have an eyebrow pencil. But it's not blue. It's... (checks the pencil) Auburn Serenade.
QUINCY (takes the pencil) Desperate times call for desperate measures.
OLD WOMAN Spiro Agnew, right?
QUINCY Dammit, I'm an editor, not a fact-checker!
SAM Editor, it's worse than we thought: Superhyphenation, apostrophitis, and I don't have the foggiest idea where the antecedent to this pronoun is! And look at this.
Sam holds up a page. Quincy takes it and reads.
QUINCY If you're not sure how it's spelled, look it up. Is that so hard? (takes a breath, gathers his strength, looks to Sam) Let's save some copy.
Quincy kneels by the body, amid the scattered pages.
A child of five or six walks toward Quincy and Sam. She reaches innocently for one of the pages by her feet.
Quincy grabs her wrist before she can touch the paper.
QUINCY No! Sam, the pages!
Sam brushes the "poison" pages away, out of reach.
A young woman runs up to the little girl and whisks her away, a worried look on her face.
Quincy gets to work.
QUINCY Hold it steady -- all these paragraphs need to come out.
SAM Okay, Quince, I've got it! Go!
Quincy crosses out whole paragraphs with the eyebrow pencil, while Sam steadies the pages.
He scribbles in the margins. He reads passages, his eyes skipping madly across the page, sweat running down his forehead.
QUINCY (mumbling to himself as he reads) ... see table 5b ... statistical analyses indicate ... well, this isn't helping!
He tears a whole section out of a page.
QUINCY (still mumbling to himself, as he flips through the pages) ... in conclusion ...
CROWD-MEMBER I never knew three hours could fly by like that!
Finally, the work done, Sam collects all the pages and stacks them neatly. The end of a tough job. The mood is lighter. They've turned a corner.
SAM The Passive Voice Index is down to point-oh-five. He's going to be fine. You did it, Quince.
The man stirs. He MOANS.
QUINCY We did it, Sam.
The man sits up slowly, dazed.
MAN My manuscript! Is it okay?
QUINCY (meaningful look to the audience) It is now.
We hear a SIREN. Two paramedics dash into the scene, pushing a gurney.
PARAMEDIC Editor Quincy, are we glad you were on scene!
The paramedics lift the man onto the gurney. Quincy pats the man on the shoulder and gives him a thumbs up.
QUINCY Take good care of him, Flanagan.
The paramedics wheel the man away.
The crowd is now gathered around Quincy.
QUINCY We all love the editor, sure, but how often do we give him the credit he deserves? Until editing gets the same attention as, say, rock 'n' roll singing or jet piloting... (makes eye contact with members of the crowd) ... any one of us could be the next to face this kind of catastrophe. Good editing saves lives.
Lots of nodding and MURMURING from the crowd.
EPILOGUE:
SAM (joining Quincy) Quince, what's this? It was among the man's papers.
Sam hands Quincy a receipt.
QUINCY It's a receipt from Tony's Copy Shop. (reads further) My god!
The crowd is alarmed.
The full impact registers on Quincy's face.
QUINCY He made a hundred copies! We could have an epidemic on our hands!
TO BE CONTINUED
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 10:28 am |
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I read all of that. (And was thoroughly entertained.)
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 10:43 am |
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That was some of the best Quincy fan-fic I've ever read.
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 8:02 pm |
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just mumbles wrote: That was some of the best Quincy fan-fic I've ever read. And this is not praise to be given lightly!
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 8:55 am |
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Awesome!!!
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 10:55 am |
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Footie, I looooooved Quincy (actually, I wanted to be a forensic pathologist myself for a time as a young'un influenced, to some extent, by that show) and your script was hilarious and awesome!
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 8:41 pm |
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crowderpea wrote: Speaking of accents, my grandfather worked really hard to eliminate his very heavy southern Appalachian accent so that he could "pass" as a non-mountain person. He only completed about three grade years before he went to college for the first time. That college was a farm/college at the time, so I guess he spent his time copying flatlander accents and shoveling poo. Once it was all said and done, he had a PhD from Vanderbilt and fancied himself quite the intellect. Eventually he wrote a book celebrating his Appalachian heritage and trying to preserve some of the local words and whatnot. I think he regretted abandoning that part of his heritage for so long, but felt that he had to do so to accomplish his goals.
That was kindof rambling! I guess I just want to say I hope that we get to a point where someone can be successful regardless of their dialect/accent, but I also see a value in a standardized formal English for use in professional writing. I also think that standardized form will continue to evolve.
From an English major and grammar nerd who also has mad respect for her 'sang huntin' ancestors. What's the book? I'd love to read it! I have a classmate who super-adapted to the southern App accent. He sounded like his family lived up in a cove about 6 generations back and just made it out. His parents were from Massachusetts and met doing Americorps! And I've got a very slight accent now that i've been down here 5 years. (how's that for grammar!) I know I've lost some grammar and spelling skills. I have an ex, who came from a more privileged background than my own (talk about grammar, that sounds weird) and I wouldn't correct her spelling but if we were chatting online and we were talking about something and she misspelled and I didn't correct it, but I spelled it correct when I replied on the topic. I would also use bigger words. She was really manipulative and emotionally abusive and basically shamed me into dumbing down my writing (in less formal settings), and I don't know if it ever fully recovered. This was over 10 years ago and we only dated 5 months...but it has really turned me into someone who won't take seriously anyone who uses no punctuation in a message on OKCupid.
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 8:58 pm |
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I didn't know there was a Newfie accent and dialect. Reading the wiki article, I'm trying to figure out how t say "yeah" on an inhalation. I can't figure out how to talk in at all. My throat hurts from trying.
I really love dialects, and it makes me sad that they are fading/homogenizing away. I want to go to Okracoke in the hope that I'll hear the brogue but its probably harder to catch nowadays. I had a classmate from Okracoke, but her parents weren't so she didn't have it. Now I want to watch The Story of English again. Its all on youtube.
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 9:01 pm |
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Ok wait, it just sounds like a loud whisper?
eta- Oh no! My first comment! "correctly"
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 9:22 pm |
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interrobang?! wrote: nor's a fankle In other news, you are really hot.
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2012 12:47 pm |
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FootFace wrote: And along those lines (kind of), here's a script I wrote years ago for a medical editors' conference my dad attended. He and some other editors performed this thing. It's longish, so I'm spoilerizing it. QUINCY, MEDICAL EDITOR "If Words Could Kill"
EXT. BUS STOP - DAY A man sits on a bench while browsing through a thick sheaf of white pages. He notices something alarming on one of the pages and stops to scrutinize it. He clutches at his chest.
MAN My heart!
Still reading, he grabs his head with both hands, and the pages tumble off his lap and onto the ground around him.
MAN My brain!
A police officer strolls up to the bench and looks disapprovingly at all the paper strewn on the ground.
OFFICER Hey, Litter-bug! How about a little civic-minded responsibility here?
A couple of passersby mill around. The man slumps and then slides all the way off the bench. A woman SCREAMS. More people gather around, helpless.
A man pushes his way through the crowd. This is EDITOR QUINCY, MEDICAL EDITOR.
QUINCY Please! Let me through! I'm an editor!
Kneeling beside the body, Quincy undoes his little black doctor's bag. He withdraws a pair of reading glasses and puts them on. He picks up a piece of paper from the ground.
QUINCY (reading) "As an oncology specialist with thirty years' experience, the new radiation treatment holds great promise."
Quincy is deeply troubled. He shakes his head. SAM, an earnest young man in a lab coat, cuts through the crowd and kneels beside Quincy.
SAM What happened, Editor?
Quincy hands Sam the page he'd been reading. Sam skims it.
SAM Oh my god. But this means...
QUINCY That's right, Sam: Acute Dystextia.
The crowd MURMURS anxiously.
CROWD-MEMBER Dystextia -- what's that?
QUINCY In layman's terms, junk writing.
SAM Look at these columns! The formatting's way off!
OFFICER (losing control) I told him to stop littering! I -- I didn't know!
QUINCY (rising) Get ahold of yourself, officer. (poking the patch on the officer's shoulder) And have that patch correctly punctuated.
SAM Quince! We're losing him!
QUINCY (lost in thought) What kind of sick mind abbreviates Police Department "P-D-period"?
SAM Editor Quincy!
Quincy regains his composure and looks to Sam, who has picked up another page.
SAM We've got uncontrolled logorrhea.
QUINCY On top of his hyper-irregardless-osis, that could be disastrous. We need to operate. Now.
SAM Here? The light's failing, and there's no flat surface! We'll develop cricks in our necks! Not to mention eyestrain!
QUINCY I don't know about you, Sam, but I remember when I took an oath... (raises his right hand solemnly) To bring readability and clarity to reports and articles of all kinds.
SAM Shouldn't we at least wait until the document is stabilized?
QUINCY (determined, heroic) Waiting would be editorial malpractice, Sam. This man -- I mean, this manuscript needs surgery now.
Quincy stands up and addresses the crowd of nervous onlookers.
QUINCY Does anyone have a blue pencil?
OFFICER You heard the editor! Does anyone have a blue pencil in their pocket or purse?
QUINCY (disgusted) In their pocket. Whatever happened to singular possessives in cases like these? (to the officer) People look up to you!
An old woman holds up an eyebrow pencil.
OLD WOMAN I have an eyebrow pencil. But it's not blue. It's... (checks the pencil) Auburn Serenade.
QUINCY (takes the pencil) Desperate times call for desperate measures.
OLD WOMAN Spiro Agnew, right?
QUINCY Dammit, I'm an editor, not a fact-checker!
SAM Editor, it's worse than we thought: Superhyphenation, apostrophitis, and I don't have the foggiest idea where the antecedent to this pronoun is! And look at this.
Sam holds up a page. Quincy takes it and reads.
QUINCY If you're not sure how it's spelled, look it up. Is that so hard? (takes a breath, gathers his strength, looks to Sam) Let's save some copy.
Quincy kneels by the body, amid the scattered pages.
A child of five or six walks toward Quincy and Sam. She reaches innocently for one of the pages by her feet.
Quincy grabs her wrist before she can touch the paper.
QUINCY No! Sam, the pages!
Sam brushes the "poison" pages away, out of reach.
A young woman runs up to the little girl and whisks her away, a worried look on her face.
Quincy gets to work.
QUINCY Hold it steady -- all these paragraphs need to come out.
SAM Okay, Quince, I've got it! Go!
Quincy crosses out whole paragraphs with the eyebrow pencil, while Sam steadies the pages.
He scribbles in the margins. He reads passages, his eyes skipping madly across the page, sweat running down his forehead.
QUINCY (mumbling to himself as he reads) ... see table 5b ... statistical analyses indicate ... well, this isn't helping!
He tears a whole section out of a page.
QUINCY (still mumbling to himself, as he flips through the pages) ... in conclusion ...
CROWD-MEMBER I never knew three hours could fly by like that!
Finally, the work done, Sam collects all the pages and stacks them neatly. The end of a tough job. The mood is lighter. They've turned a corner.
SAM The Passive Voice Index is down to point-oh-five. He's going to be fine. You did it, Quince.
The man stirs. He MOANS.
QUINCY We did it, Sam.
The man sits up slowly, dazed.
MAN My manuscript! Is it okay?
QUINCY (meaningful look to the audience) It is now.
We hear a SIREN. Two paramedics dash into the scene, pushing a gurney.
PARAMEDIC Editor Quincy, are we glad you were on scene!
The paramedics lift the man onto the gurney. Quincy pats the man on the shoulder and gives him a thumbs up.
QUINCY Take good care of him, Flanagan.
The paramedics wheel the man away.
The crowd is now gathered around Quincy.
QUINCY We all love the editor, sure, but how often do we give him the credit he deserves? Until editing gets the same attention as, say, rock 'n' roll singing or jet piloting... (makes eye contact with members of the crowd) ... any one of us could be the next to face this kind of catastrophe. Good editing saves lives.
Lots of nodding and MURMURING from the crowd.
EPILOGUE:
SAM (joining Quincy) Quince, what's this? It was among the man's papers.
Sam hands Quincy a receipt.
QUINCY It's a receipt from Tony's Copy Shop. (reads further) My god!
The crowd is alarmed.
The full impact registers on Quincy's face.
QUINCY He made a hundred copies! We could have an epidemic on our hands!
TO BE CONTINUED 
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 11:44 am |
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 9:11 am |
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2012 7:59 pm |
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lycophyte wrote: What's the book? I'd love to read it!
It is called Reminiscences of an Appalachian . He published it himself about twenty years ago, so there are about five copies besides the ones in the regional libraries. It's actually really cute; he wrote it in third person. I am sure my grandmother was thrilled with the little anecdote where one of his eight siblings said, upon first meeting her, "You looked better in your picture."
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 9:31 am |
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crowderpea wrote: lycophyte wrote: What's the book? I'd love to read it!
It is called Reminiscences of an Appalachian . He published it himself about twenty years ago, so there are about five copies besides the ones in the regional libraries. It's actually really cute; he wrote it in third person. I am sure my grandmother was thrilled with the little anecdote where one of his eight siblings said, upon first meeting her, "You looked better in your picture." Wow, I'm surprised the local universities here don't have it! Alas. Lucky your grandmother gave him a chance.
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:04 am |
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lycophyte wrote: crowderpea wrote: lycophyte wrote: What's the book? I'd love to read it!
It is called Reminiscences of an Appalachian . He published it himself about twenty years ago, so there are about five copies besides the ones in the regional libraries. It's actually really cute; he wrote it in third person. I am sure my grandmother was thrilled with the little anecdote where one of his eight siblings said, upon first meeting her, "You looked better in your picture." Wow, I'm surprised the local universities here don't have it! Alas. Lucky your grandmother gave him a chance. Well, she came all the way from Colorado by herself on a train, and they had already written each other pretty racy letters. So I think she had pretty much decided already, lucky him. They were quite the epic couple. They met because my grandfather was traveling with a circus. I have pictures of them in each others' clothes while they were "courting"; my grandfather makes a hideous woman, but my grandmother was pretty foxy in mens' clothing. Then she traveled across the country to marry him, and they proceeded to raise five kids on the $0 my grandfather made as a preacher; meanwhile, he put himself through grad school at Vanderbilt. They were married for over 70 years!
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 5:06 pm |
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| Flounceiad 2011 |
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crowderpea wrote: Well, she came all the way from Colorado by herself on a train, and they had already written each other pretty racy letters. So I think she had pretty much decided already, lucky him. They were quite the epic couple. They met because my grandfather was traveling with a circus. I have pictures of them in each others' clothes while they were "courting"; my grandfather makes a hideous woman, but my grandmother was pretty foxy in mens' clothing. Then she traveled across the country to marry him, and they proceeded to raise five kids on the $0 my grandfather made as a preacher; meanwhile, he put himself through grad school at Vanderbilt. They were married for over 70 years! What a wonderful story; thanks for sharing it!
_________________ You can always politely suggest a ham alternative. ~ vijita Nothing is safe from weiners in my neighborhood... ~ crowderpea "SMLOUNCE!" ~ smurfterrobang?! http://elizaveganpage.blogspot.com
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 5:32 pm |
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Joined: Fri Oct 22, 2010 1:10 pm Posts: 964 Location: East Tennessee!
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Desdemona wrote: crowderpea wrote: Well, she came all the way from Colorado by herself on a train, and they had already written each other pretty racy letters. So I think she had pretty much decided already, lucky him. They were quite the epic couple. They met because my grandfather was traveling with a circus. I have pictures of them in each others' clothes while they were "courting"; my grandfather makes a hideous woman, but my grandmother was pretty foxy in mens' clothing. Then she traveled across the country to marry him, and they proceeded to raise five kids on the $0 my grandfather made as a preacher; meanwhile, he put himself through grad school at Vanderbilt. They were married for over 70 years! What a wonderful story; thanks for sharing it! Every time I think about it, I am fascinated all over again. I could talk about those two forever. One last fun fact: the cabin my grandfather was wallpapered with old newspapers, and he taught himself to read by reading the walls! Okay, this is the last fun (but not vegan) fact: my grandmother had a shadowbox full of the rattles from when she was teaching by herself (before she met grandpa) in the sandhills, and would find rattle snakes in the play yard and have to kill them with a broom handle and a knife. Okay, this really is the last one: I have a 75-year-old picture of my grandmother wearing pants AND rock climbing. In heels.
_________________ Animals are my friends--and I don't eat my friends. ~ George Bernard Shaw
"God said, kill and eat!" ~ my grandmother
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Post subject: Re: Grammar and a Culture of Ignorance Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 9:26 pm |
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So cute amd awesome!
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