History

May 1942. Washington, D.C. "Victory Program salvage drive. Schoolboy volunteers to go from house to home collecting scrap paper." Medium format nitrate negative by Marjory Collins for the Office of War Information. View full size.
May 1942. Washington, D.C. "Victory Program salvage drive. Schoolboy volunteers to go from house to home collecting scrap paper." Medium format nitrate negative by Marjory Collins for the Office of War Information. View full size.
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August 1937. "Post office in Gemmell, Minnesota." One-stop shopping for a variety of needs. Photo by Russell Lee, Resettlement Administration. View full size.
August 1937. "Post office in Gemmell, Minnesota." One-stop shopping for a variety of needs. Photo by Russell Lee, Resettlement Administration. View full size.
about 3 hours ago
So my next book, The Wild Half is out, as an ebook both at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.  It’s a Western, set in 1876 in Colorado.  This was the first historical that I completed, started as a teenager and finished when I was in my ...
So my next book, The Wild Half is out, as an ebook both at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.  It’s a Western, set in 1876 in Colorado.  This was the first historical that I completed, started as a teenager and finished when I was in my early 30′s.  I’ve finished it a lot more times since […]
about 4 hours ago
Alton T. Young, known as “Al,” served as Erie County Sheriff for four terms, from 1948 to 1964. During Sheriff Young’s tenure, he was connected with several interesting ways to enforce the law. He formed the Erie County Sheriff’s Posse i...
Alton T. Young, known as “Al,” served as Erie County Sheriff for four terms, from 1948 to 1964. During Sheriff Young’s tenure, he was connected with several interesting ways to enforce the law. He formed the Erie County Sheriff’s Posse in 1962. Volunteers on horseback assisted in conducing manhunts and missing people searches. He also employed a canine “snooper,” which had been a gift from the Lorain County Sheriff. During the years that Sheriff Young was in office, his family lived in the Erie County Jail.Featured in the book Elected to Serve by Patty Pascoe, are several recollections of the children of Sheriff Young. His daughter recalled that the cooks who prepared meals for the prisoners also prepared meals for the Young family. When the stairs of the Sandusky Library were iced over, the Sheriff’s children would slide down the stairs on a sled. The Young children got to know the employees and the residents of the Erie County jail. They never felt they were in danger, even though they resided at the same place as those who had been incarcerated. In 1964, Al Young ran for a fifth term as Erie County Sheriff, but was defeated by Albert H. Hess. Mr. Young moved to Arizona, where he died at the age of 80. To read more about elected officials in Erie County, Ohio from 1838 to 2003, see Elected to Serve at the Sandusky Library.
about 4 hours ago
Circa 1908. "Littleton, New Hampshire -- Main Street." Our third look at this bustling burg. Note the sign advertising AUTOMOBILE GASOLENE. 8x10 inch dry plate glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size.
Circa 1908. "Littleton, New Hampshire -- Main Street." Our third look at this bustling burg. Note the sign advertising AUTOMOBILE GASOLENE. 8x10 inch dry plate glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size.
about 6 hours ago
Brazil is noted for its high murder rate. In the Wikipedia map posted here, Brazil falls in the highest homicide category, with more than 20 slayings a year per 100,000 people. This figure significantly exceeds that of the United States ...
Brazil is noted for its high murder rate. In the Wikipedia map posted here, Brazil falls in the highest homicide category, with more than 20 slayings a year per 100,000 people. This figure significantly exceeds that of the United States (4.8) and vastly exceeds those of such countries as Japan (0.4) and Iceland (0.3).  Yet Brazil is hardly the most ...This post is from GeoCurrents
about 6 hours ago
"Music Man" star Shirley Jones in 1961 with her kids, the future pop stars David and Shaun Cassidy. Photo by Earl Theisen for the Look magazine article "The Good Life of a Hollywood Bad Girl." View full size.
"Music Man" star Shirley Jones in 1961 with her kids, the future pop stars David and Shaun Cassidy. Photo by Earl Theisen for the Look magazine article "The Good Life of a Hollywood Bad Girl." View full size.
about 7 hours ago
One of the aspects of being a history teacher that I love is that history is literally all around you. No matter where you are, the place where you are standing has a history waiting to be discovered. The only drawback is that it often...
One of the aspects of being a history teacher that I love is that history is literally all around you. No matter where you are, the place where you are standing has a history waiting to be discovered. The only drawback is that it often takes a considerable amount of time and effort to uncover that history. That is where the Field Trip app saves the day.I have had the Field Trip app loaded on my phone for a while but hadn't really taken the time to take it for a spin. (The Field Trip app is available for both Android and iPhone). This past week I was in Washington DC working on a project with Cable in the Classroom and thought it would be a perfect time to fire it up and see if I could discover some interesting things while I explored DC. I found it to be very helpful and provided one of the highlights of my trip.The Field Trip essentially determines your location and then provides you with interesting tidbits relating to that area. You can turn on a variety of layers - most of the layers that I have selected fit my interests of history and architecture. Some of the other topics that appear are offers and deals, food and drink, cool and unique, etc. Notifications appears showing information, links and photos. You can customize the settings to fit your needs.I enjoyed using the app throughout my stay in DC including reading up about the history of Reagan National Airport while waiting for the Metro (I didn't know that the the airport is on the former Abingdon plantation owned by the Custis family with ties to George Washington) and it helped me find a great place to eat near DuPont Circle (the short ribs at Circa were awesome). The most unexpected and surprising moment came as I walked back to my hotel at the end of the day.I was staying in the Washington Hilton - a really nice hotel but it doesn't scream historic location because it is rather modern. As I walked up the hill toward my hotel I saw that Field Trip had an entry for the hotel under the layer provided by Open Buildings. As I read through the information I saw something which grabbed my attention - the hotel was the location of the 1981 assassination attempt on President Reagan. I remember the assassination attempt well. I was 10 years old and can still remember watching that clip over and over again on the news of the secret service throwing themselves on Reagan to protect him and then shoving him in the car to get away.On my phone I pulled up the Wikipedia page on the assassination attempt and found the images taken as Regan waved to the crowd and then the aftermath after the shots were fired. I had walked by that location earlier in the day when I checked in and had no idea that the event had taken place on that spot. There were understandably no signs and markers on the spot, it would be odd to commemorate a failed assassination attempt on your property, but it is an important part of American history. I asked the bellman at the front desk about the assassination attempt and he provided me with a little additional information about how a flower bed had been added on part of the sidewalk since 1981. The next morning after breakfast I went out to the location of the failed assassination attempt and took a few pictures.As a history teacher, this little historical tidbit made my day. I would have never known about it without the Field Trip app and I would have walked on by while missing a chance to discover the importance of that location. Theses examples are just a few of many times during the day that I felt lucky to have Field Trip on my phone. My head is also spinning about the potential of not just using Field Trip but also creating content for Field Trip with my students. I will be investigating if my students could create a layer for Field Trip with historical photographs from around our community of Liberty, Missouri. Students would enjoy helping build content which could then be enjoyed by a larger community.
about 7 hours ago
The story of Florence Maybrick in the late 19th century fascinated Victorian audiences. Was she a vile poisoner or a Victorian victim? Because she was an American by birth, the case ended up involving the US press as well as the US gove...
The story of Florence Maybrick in the late 19th century fascinated Victorian audiences. Was she a vile poisoner or a Victorian victim? Because she was an American by birth, the case ended up involving the US press as well as the US government, as her lawyers worked frantically to get her sentence either commuted or overturned. The suspect: Name: Florence Elizabeth Chandler Born: September 3, 1862, Mobile, Alabama. Parents: William George Chandler, a banker and one-time mayor of Mobile, and the Baroness von Roques. Background: Florence’s father died when she was a baby. Her mother married twice more, the final time to a German baron. Florence grew up in Europe, educated privately by governesses, spoke French and German fluently. She was pretty, vivacious and sophisticated. The Victim: Name: James Maybrick Born: October 25, 1838, Liverpool England Parents: William and Susanna Maybrick. Profession: Cotton Broker. His business required him to travel regularly to the United States. In 1871, he settled for a time in Norfolk, VA, to establish a branch office of his company. Background: In March of 1880, Florence Chandler met James Maybrick on a ship from New York to Liverpool, England. When the boat docked 8 days later, they were engaged. Florence was 18 and James was 42. The two were an odd couple. While Florence was petite with dark, wavy hair and big blue eyes, James was portly with florid cheeks, typical middle-aged Englishman. Despite their age difference, the couple was wed over a year later on July 27, 1881 at St. James Church, Piccadilly in London. For three years, the couple divided their time between Norfolk and Liverpool before settling permanently in Liverpool. The couple had two children, a son named James Chandler known as “Bobo” and a daughter Gladys Evelyn. They moved into Battlecrease House in a suburb of Liverpool, a huge house that had over twenty rooms. By necessity (Florence wasn’t going to clean those rooms herself!), they employed a gaggle of servants including two maids, a nanny, a nursemaid, a footman etc. Florence had no close friends in Liverpool, although she led an active social life with parties, teas, benefits, and charity dances. Her husband’s family was suspicious of her and her mother, considering them to be adventuresses. Her husband’s ex-fiancée and her two sisters came and went freely from the Maybrick home. Florence had no idea how to deal with servants or how to run a household. She and her mother had led a peripatetic existence in Europe and the United States, never settling anywhere for long, because of their finances. She had no idea how to budget. When her husband was having financial difficulties, he put her on allowance of £7 a week, out of which she had to pay the bills as well as the servants. Florence borrowed money from money lenders in order to pay creditors which left her increasingly in debt. She lived in fear of her husband finding out exactly how much money she owed. After 5 years of marriage, Florence discovered that James not only had a long-term mistress, but they also had several children. As soon as Florence found out about Maybrick’s mistress, she stopped sleeping with him. Lonely and wanting a little romance, Florence began an affair with a businessman named Alfred Brierly but the affair was short-lived. When Maybrick discovered her affair, there was a violent row during which Maybrick assaulted her. Divorce was impossible. While Maybrick would have been able to divorce Florence for her adultery, Florence would have had to prove not only adultery but cruelty, desertion or incest for her to obtain a divorce. Maybrick might have been able to take her children from her, and if he divorced her for adultery, he was not obliged to support her. Death: James Maybrick’s health deteriorated suddenly in April of 1889, and he
about 7 hours ago
Alya Albert and Ryan McNamara holding hands as part of her performance Alya Albert, 19, is an alumnus of our In the Making teen arts program and a second-year Cross-Museum Collective member. On Sunday May 19, she and the other CMC teens,...
Alya Albert and Ryan McNamara holding hands as part of her performance Alya Albert, 19, is an alumnus of our In the Making teen arts program and a second-year Cross-Museum Collective member. On Sunday May 19, she and the other CMC teens, under the guidance of artist Ryan McNamara, created a series of in-gallery performances and provocations at MoMA PS1. In the following post, Alya describes the feelings and fears she experienced getting ready for her big performance art debut. —Calder Zwicky, Associate Educator of Teen and Community Programs  I’ve been doing this for over two years now and I have never in my time as a MoMA Teen been as panic-stricken as I was this past Sunday. We were 12 kids crowded around in a pre-performance huddle in our “green room” at MoMA PS1: our teachers Mark Epstein and Matthew Evans giving us a pep talk, artist Ryan McNamara holding our hands, and for the first time ever at MoMA I thought, there’s no way I can do this. And then it was go time. The first time I met performance artist Ryan McNamara he asked if we were all artists. We gave the signature shrug and mumble that can be found in any teen art class. “Kind of.” “I want to be.” “Not really.” The next time we met with him we presented our original ideas for our debut at PS1. We had each created an intervention plan to be performed in the museum. Our goal was to intervene with a visitor’s experience, using our own bodies and minimal props. So of course Otis decided to serve homemade sausages on a silver platter in the bathroom, obviously Julia knew she would shave her legs in a bathing suit on the entry steps, and John was clearly going to realize his dream of a urinal-side Britney Spears sing-along. From left: Otis carries his sausages to the bathroom; Julia shaves her legs for one hour in the MoMA PS1 courtyard; John sings Britney Spears songs for an hour at the urinal This should not be taken lightly. Just the chance to perform at MoMA PS1 is insane, but Bianca pushed it even further and tied herself up in electrical cords and laid on the hallway floor for an hour as museumgoers assembled around her, taking pictures and interpreting her piece. She told me afterwards that she had to close her eyes because the feeling of being tied up and stared at was too intense. Christian, who had stripped down to his underwear and socks, screaming and dancing, surprised us all with his bravery and fervor. From left:Bianca, bound and laying on the hallway floor; Christian dances and yells in the MoMA PS1 hallway I had decided that I would walk around the museum barefoot and, without notice, hold hands with visitors. So there we were leaving the conference room, each of us going our separate way, and all I could think of was how sweaty my hands where. I walked slowly through the galleries, at first to ensure I would not vomit on an Ansel Adams photograph, but eventually and naturally a slow glide became part of my performance. It took me five minutes of fierce inner dialogue to rally the courage to quietly approach a stranger and take her hand. Alya holding hands with an unknown visitor Her name was Rajeed and she did hold my hand. We chatted as we walked to the end of a long hall where I thanked her and we unclasped. As soon as our fingers touched the barrier was broken for me, I saw the force fields around each stranger dissolve and just like that the fear was gone. I went on to hold between 30 and 40 hands in that hour. Very few were like Rajeed. The first rejection stung, but I soon grew excited when I saw an empty hand dangling by an unknowing visitor’s side. I would swoop in and hope for a smile, or, if I was lucky, a conversation, but even with the brush-offs, each hand was a connection. I think the concentration of intimacy in just a few square inches of our hands was humbling for both the stranger and for me, that I did not want to stop; it was so lovely, and all I could do was smile. I was not alone in this. My piece gave me the un
about 9 hours ago