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Winter Fundraiser 2020, Day Five
Friday’s Update: Rug Rats, Parents, and Hippies
This morning’s post will feature odds and ends of photos from the family album here at Schloss Bodissey. I’ll begin with the photo above from the mid-1980s, which features the future Baron when he was a rug rat. It was taken during the summer, which means he was probably about fifteen months old. I’ll have more about that after I explain my mission for the rest of the week.
If you’ve been reading Gates of Vienna this week, and still haven’t clinked the tip cup on the sidebar (or clicked this link), now is the time. Somebody has to pay for all this Islamophobia and Deplorability, and my application for an NEA grant just got turned down yet again. I pitched my idea for a Sobieski sneaker to Nike, but for some reason they weren’t interested. Next will be a meeting with Stanley Hand Tools to push my proposal for a line of Charles Martel Claw Hammers, but I’m not all that optimistic about my prospects…
So it’s really up to you, Mr. and Mrs. Islamophobe, the readers of this site. It’s your nickels and dimes that keep the lights on here, and (to borrow a trope from Garrison Keillor) give a shy boy like me the strength to get up and do what needs to be done.
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That delightful photo of the future Baron as a wee bairn was taken by one of his much older brothers, who was (and is) a skilled photographer. His mother commissioned him to take a series of black and white shots of his little brother, and he did a commendable job.
After he had taken as many as she wanted, he finished up the roll of film by pointing the camera at his mother where she sat at the kitchen table. Dymphna did not allow herself to be photographed, but that was of no concern to Big Brother, who never minded annoying his mother. He just kept taking shot after shot from different angles, slowly, leaving long gaps between each click of the shutter.
Eventually she got used to what he was doing, and relaxed a little bit. Some of the photos from that group were superb, and the one below is my favorite. She’s staring straight into the camera, and seems to be saying, “When will this be over?”
The next photo is from a few years earlier. It shows Dymphna and me in front of the gallery at one of my openings in Georgetown:
It was a beautiful October day, if I remember rightly.
Finally, for your amusement, here’s a close-up of my very badly damaged William and Mary student ID from my senior year:
Pulling it out of the old trunk and scanning it reminded me of a story. At the time that card was made I was already 21, but most of my friends were younger. On the day photos were taken and student IDs laminated, two of them pranked the system by standing in line twice, using a different name and a later birthdate the second time. They never thought it would work — they figured they’d be sussed and kicked out immediately — so one of them gave his name as Francois Truffaut and the other as Friedrich Engels.
Much to their surprise, the bored functionary making the IDs simply put the names on the cards and had them sign in the line. For the rest of that year, whenever they went to buy beer, they used their directorial or commie ID cards.
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Thursday’s donors came in from:
Stateside: Alabama, Arizona, California, Florida, Michigan, Mississippi, New Jersey, New York, Oklahoma, Pennsylvania, and Virginia
Far Abroad: Hungary, Norway, Thailand, and the UK
Canada: Alberta, British Columbia, and Ontario
Australia: Australian Capital Territory, and New South Wales
My deep appreciation to all who have contributed. I’ll be back tomorrow for the Saturday update.
Thursday’s Update: The Recent Unpleasantness, Again
Continuing with the theme of Faces From the Past: the above photos feature some of my mother’s ancestors. I’ll give more details about them in a minute, but first I need to take care of the formalities, in case any newcomers have wandered into Gates of Vienna this morning.
Back in April 2008 we got kicked out of Pajamas Media, thereby losing revenue from the ads that were displayed on the site. They didn’t generate all that much money; we were hoping that our traffic would increase so that we could get the higher rates. Just think what I’d be pulling in now if they were still up — this blog probably has ten times as many readers as it did then. Oh, well…