Eunice Boeve

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The Angel Behind "It's a Wonderful Life" posted 11/30/16

"A Poll" - Which Would You Rather Be? Posted Nov 9, 2016

Fiorello LaGuardia posted Oct 4, 2016

The Hostage's Daughter (The Church of the Locked Door, part II) posted 9-4-16

The Church of the Locked Door posted 8-6-16

Coach Lou Little posted 7-3-16

Temple Grandin: The woman who helped make the world a kinder, gentler place posted 6-6-16

The Better Angels of Our Nature posted 4-28-2016

William Allen White Posted 3/3/16

There Was a Beaver Once posted 2/5/16

Swaddling clothes.... Posted 12/28/15

The Santa Claus of the Plains Posted 12-2-15

Our American Language posted 11-3-15

Jim Henson and Kermit the Frog posted 9-3-15

The Evil That Men Do posted 8/2/15

The Centering Corporation posted 6/2/15

A Holocaust Mother posted 4/30/15 Hilter's "Brave" Nazi soldiers Rounding up Women and Children posted 4/30/15

American Sniper, the movie, and Ben posted 2/28/15

Illustration for the Newspaper in Education Story, In the Shadow of Evil. Artist: Julie Peterson-Shea .... blog posted 2/1/15

Our Mothers, Edith Boeve and Hazel Goyen posted 1-1-15

An Old Christmas Card posted 11/21/2014

A block from Jimmy's Life Quilt posted 9/3/14

Emily Morgan photo courtesy of the Kansas State Historical Society posted 8/9/14

Dr, Edith Eva Eger posted 7/11/14

Daisies are viewed by some as flowers, by others as weeds, depending on where you live. In Kansas, daisies can be tamed, in Montana, they are totally invasive, taking over fields and grazing lands. Posted 5/20/14

The top for this quilt was pieced by my grandmother and great aunts in Wyoming about 1915. My sister, Mabel, quilted it in Montana in 2003 (for me) and I have had it in my home in Kansas ever since. Someday it will go to my daughter, Kelly. Posted 4/22/14

Rosie the Riveter (She epitomized the women entering the work force in WWII) posted 3/17/14

The Fugates of Troublesome Creek posted 1/10/14

Orca Whales -- posted 11/13/13

Carmen Peone, Young Adult Author -- posted 10/5/13

Stealing Watermelons posted 8-15-13

Pet Crows - posted 7/25/13

The Next Big Thing - Books by Lee Rostadt and Janet Squires posted June 20, 2013

Robert Louis Stevenson "Some Fascinating Stories Concerning Life's End" posted 5/4/13

Olliff-Boeve Memorial Chapel posted April 7, 2013

Phillipsburg, Ks Photo by Shelia Roberts. posted Feb 28, 2013

Abraham Lincoln ---- posted 2/13/13

Emanciaption Proclamation posted 1-1-13

Santa in the window posted 12/7/12

Seth in "A Home For Us" artist Julie Peterson-Shea posted Nov. 7, 2012

"Betty Crocker" Ladies posted 10/8/12

My blue-eyed mother, Hazel E. Cline at 16 Posted 9-3-12

An Interview with Andrea Downing posted 7-31-12

In Cold Blood, a Kansas Murder Posted 7/1/12

Two Versions of an old Nursery Rhyme posted 6/4/12

Wicked Plants by Amy Stewart -- Posted 5/2/12

Boeve's Super Service Posted 4/3/12

Meg Justus, author of Repeating History http://mmjustus.blogspot.com/ Also see quick links on my Home page for Meg's website Posted 3/1/12

Boys of Baby Lager Camp playing chess, Photo by Ralph Morse, Life Magazine, posted 2/3/12

Hypnosis, once thought to be a sham, can be a vaulable tool to improve our lives. Posted Jan 2, 2012

Title: Atheists and Christmas ....... The painting of Jesus by Akiane Kramark age 8 posted Nov 30, 2011

Title: Autograph Books........Ron (my hus) then called Ronnie 8th grade 1945-46 - posted Nov 7, 2011

Title: Hobo Nickels........ carved by "Bo" George Washington Hughes - posted Oct. 2, 2011

The Buffalo Nickel

Title: Chief Standing Bear Posted 9/6/11

Title: Animal Meteorologists ........ Muffin age 6 posted 8/12/11

Title: The Sleep That is not a Sleep... Rip Van Winkle posted 7-4-11

Title: The Surviving/ Grieving Child - posted May 26, 2011

A Native American Tale posted April, 2011

Title: Embalming Bottles House - posted Mar. 29, 2011

Title: Memoirs and the "Now"in our lives - posted 2/21/11

Title: Even a Sparrow - My son, Ronnie, and the sparrow circa 1975 (note the dirt on Ronnie's chin) posted 1/27/11

Title: Women's suffrage Susanna M. Salter, age 27 Courtesy of the Kansas State Historical Society, posted 12/28/10

Title: Home on the Range - Brewster Higley's Cabin courtesy of the Kansas Sampler Foundation posted 10/7/10

Title: My sister's Dog - "Sadie" Posted 7/22/2010

Title: Comanche posted 6/28/10

Title: Moses Stocking - Mari Sandoz, 1896-1966 Library of Congress photo, posted 5/14/10

Title: Providence Spring, posted April 18, 2010

Title: Mary Fields - photo courtesy Wedsworth Library, Cascade, MT posted Mar. 17, 2010

Title: The Orphan Trains Photo courtesy of the National Orphan Train Complex, Concordia, KS - posted Feb. 21, 2010

Title: A Nez Perce Heroine -Lewis and Clark: Posted Jan. 2010

Title: Our Immigrant Ancestors - The SS Zaandam: Posted Dec. 29, 2009

Title: The Lowly Pencil - Some pencil pushers: Bro Larry (circled) & class 1946-47, Libby, Mt : posted Dec 7, 2009

Title: The Old Time Cowboy - Me with my Cowboy Daddy Posted Nov. 14, 2009

Title: Did you know? - A Hubble photo of the stars in the universe posted Oct 14, 2009

Title: The Year Without a Summer - Mary Shelley painting by Rothwell 1800-1868 Posted Sept 30, 2009

Title: Early Day Hunting Stories - posted Aug 28, 2009 - Buffaloed by Fairlee Winfield

Title: The Legend of Bad Medicine ( Mountain in the background) July 29, 2009 post

Title: Ally and the Wolves - My granddaughter, Ally, and me with a wolf pup Ally and the Wolves, July 10 , 2009 post

Title: Old Glory The Number Thirteen - July 2 post

Title: Geo Caching - Daughters Kandy and Kathy and son-in-law, Tom, on a geo cache hunt Posted June 23 post

Title: The Free Enterprise Radon Health Mine - Location Boulder, MT May 29, 2009 post

Title: My Birthplace, Libby, Montana April 28,2009 post

Title: Kathleen Sebelius - Ron and I with Kansas Governor Sebelius, now Health and Human Services Secretary May 12, 2009 post

Title: My friend, Angela - A descendant of slaves who settled Niccodemus, Kansas April 10, 2009 post (photo by Carol Yoho)

Title: A Trip to Kentucky - (Kandy's cat) March 2009 post

Title: Margaret Borland, Texas Rancher - (Borland's Tombstone, Victoria, TX) posted March 2009

Title: Synsethesia (A special kind of color) - Our daughter, Kathy then and now posted Feb. 2009

Title: What Is This Thing Called Death? - posted Jan. 20, 2009 My late brother, Dan, and his wife, Lindy

Title: Photo From Past Years - posted Dec 31, 2008, A friend sent this old photo of my husband, daughter, and me in her Christmas card this year. Printed from a slide, it must be a mirror image as my husband's wedding band appears to be on his right hand.

THE BLOG ARCHIVES: Previous blogs are archived at the end of the row of pictures on the left. The date posted beneath each picture corresponds with a date in the archives. Unfortunately the pictures do not move up to the top along with the blog.

THE ANGEL BEHIND IT'S A WONDERFUL LIFE

November 30, 2016

Tags: Frank Capra, Jimmy Stewart, Donna Reed, Sybil Downing, The Vote, Alice Paul, Lucy Burns

“It’s A Wonderful Life” by the famed movie director Frank Capra and starring James Stewart and Donna Reed will soon be showing in homes all across America and elsewhere. Since the film came out in 1946, it has become a Christmas classic right up there with Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol.” Both stories feature
beings from some other world with the singular purpose of delivering live-changing messages for Scrooge and George Bailey (Jimmy Stewart). But it seems another being, maybe from this world, maybe not, visited Frank Capra back in 1944 and was the direct cause of his producing and directing “It’s a Wonderful Life.”
As you will recall, three ghosts came to Scrooge, one from the past, one from the present, and one from the future. Mr. Dickens wrote they were ghosts, but if he’d had Frank Capra’s experience previous to producing “It’s a Wonderful Life” he might have sent angels to visit old Scrooge instead of ghosts. (more…)

"A Poll" - Which Would You Rather Be?

November 9, 2016

Tags: Wounded Knee, War Between the States, William Quantrill, Orphan Train, Child Labor Laws, minimum wage

Blog : Nov 2016
I write historical fiction and because my stories need to be true to the times, I research that part of the past where my characters will live for the duration of the story. I’ve heard so many people say our world, our America, is in terrible shape and getting more so all the time. So I thought for this blog I’d do a kind of poll and ask, if you had a chance to leave this “troubled world” of the present and go back in time to what is often thought of as a kinder, gentler time, which one of the ten people listed below would you choose to live in his or her time period and in his or her skin.
1. A man involved in the early slave trade—sailing the ship loaded with cargo from Africa because you can make good money selling those black people.
2. A woman in prison with Alice Paul and Lucy Burns, beaten, fed slop, and called a traitor and declared insane all because you wanted the right to vote.
3. A man on the battlefield in the War Between the States, Americans killing Americans, because they can’t settle their differences peacefully. (more…)

Fiorello LaGuardia, A Man of the People

October 4, 2016

Tags: Fiorello LaGuardia, The Little Flower, Pawnee Indians, Pawnee Museum, George E. Hyde

Fiorello La Guardia served a mayor of New York from 1934 to 1945. He was affectionately nicknamed The Little Flower for his small stature, only five-four, and the fresh carnation he wore in his lapel. Energetic and charismatic, he was acclaimed one of the greatest mayors in America. He called those who would fleece their neighbors; crooks and tinhorns. His weekly radio sign-off, “Patience and fortitude.” He lived the commandment, love thy neighbor, whether he realized it or not. Unlike most men in New York, especially prominent men, he wore a sombrero, and he was interested and involved in all aspects of the lives of the citizens of New York. He’d take all the children from an orphanage to a ballgame, and when the newspapers were on strike, he’d go on the radio and read the Sunday funnies to the kids., One bitter cold night, he even chose to preside in night court. On this particular night a man (some accounts say a woman) trembling and shabbily dressed, bent with the slings and arrows of life, was brought before him, accused of stealing a loaf of bread to feed his starving family. (more…)

The Church of the Locked Door, part II

September 4, 2016

Tags: The Hostage's Daughter, Terry Anderson, Thomas Sutherland, David Jacobson, Sulome Anderson, Beirut hostages, The Church of the Locked door

Terry Anderson was another member of the Church of the Locked Door. He endured 2, 455 days in those small dark cells devoid of sunlight, nearly seven years, and yet, on his release, appeared to be in good mental and physical shape, except for a sinus infection and a lung inflammation, both easily treatable. According to family and friends, Anderson was a doer, a restless man always searching, always actively engaged whether in work or social settings and it seems with a personality such as his, he would have crumbled, emerging those seven years later, a broken man. Instead, he came out strong, even joking. When asked what his last words were to his captors, he rolled his eyes and said, “Goodbye.”
He did not, however, despite the face he presented to the world, escape unscathed. In her book, The Hostage’s Daughter by Anderson’s daughter Sulome, discloses that he suffered for a long time with PTSD. (more…)

The Church of the Locked Door

August 6, 2016

Tags: hostages, East Beirut, West Beriut, David P. Jacobsen

In 1985, David Jacobsen, an American in West Beirut, the head of the largest hospital there, was taken captive by three men in hoods with machineguns in hand. They forced him into a four-door car, where blindfolded, bound, and gagged he was taken to East Beirut and over time taken from one dirt floor hideout to another. In each place, chained to a wall, he existed in darkness, the blindfold always in place. Not allowed to speak, he was fed a watery mush of rice and lentils, and allowed one daily visit to the toilet. Eventually he joined other hostages and periodically new arrivals were brought in. They communicated in whispers, learning news of the outside world from the new hostages, and, despite being constantly blindfolded, were able to sneak quick glimpses of each other’s faces. They talked of their families, their homes, and shared their faith. (more…)

His Father Was Blind

July 3, 2016

Tags: football, Georgetown University, Coach Lou Little, Diane Les Becquets

This story is on the internet now, but it happened long before the internet was born. I ran across it many years ago and saved it just because I liked it. Then, I had no idea that one day I’d have a web page with a blog that thinks I ought to feed it every month
and that I’d rediscover it in my files on this day in July when my blog was waiting be filled. It’s a wonderful story.
Luigi “Lou Little” Piccolo was head football coach at Georgetown College in the 1920s and from the 1930s to 1956 when it was Georgetown University. He told this story about one of his players who was at best a third rate player, but so full of spirit that he enthused it into the other players. If he played at all it was only the last few minutes of the game when the outcome was certain. (more…)

Stress Carriers

June 6, 2016

Tags: Temple Grandin

In every society there are rules for comfortably relating to others. Most people understand these rules and abide by them. But some are totally clueless of their effect on others. These people are stress carriers.
Rebecca, Sam, and Bob are three examples of stress carriers, but, Rebecca’s is situational. She is a grade school teacher and one day, dealing with a personal problem, the kids picked up on her angst and were unsettled to some degree throughout the day. Sam and Bob are habitual stress carriers. Sam fancies himself a great wit. His humor is razor sharp, his observations clever, but there is always a putdown of one kind or another embedded in his humor, his clever observations. Bob loves to talk and talk and talk and talk, and if someone else manages to speak, he waits to verbally pounce again, often taking over and finishing the thoughts and words of others.
Rebecca knows she was the culprit in her classroom that day and it will rarely happen again, if at all. On the other hand, Sam and Bob will offend over and over again. They have no clue, of course, and believe themselves to be friendly, entertaining, and highly likable. They do not realize the tension they create in others, nor do they know that as their audience seeks desperately to escape, others around them, who have been the victim of Sam’s “jokes” and/or Bob’s verbosity, look on in sympathy and often commiserate with the victim when he/she finally breaks away. (more…)

Better Angels of Our Nature

April 28, 2016

Tags: Othello, Shakespeare, Charles Dickens, Barnaby Rudge, Maja Djikie, William Seward, Abraham Lincoln, angels

Research professor, Maja Djikie, at the University of Toronto found that those who read fiction, be it short story or novels, are not as likely to be close minded or rigid in their thinking, and are usually more comfortable with uncertainty. They are also inclined to be more insightful, less likely to make snap judgments, and are more creative thinkers. So it seems we could create a kinder, better world just by reading more fiction and encouraging others to do so as well. Maybe we should build more libraries and advertise them through billboards and TV ads as the antidote to terrorism, and also set a high level of importance in schools on reading fiction with contests and awards, get film makers excited about making horror movies based on a futuristic world of non-readers, and make book clubs for kids and adults the “in” thing. Does that sound far-fetched? Then consider the cults of the world where the many must give in to the demands of the few for the privilege of living in a world where reading matter must be restricted to insure dominance and the thinking brain shrivels and in large numbers can become a grave danger to the world. So in one hand the tolerant and on the other hand the intolerant. A no brainer there. (more…)

William Allen White

March 3, 2016

Tags: Theodore Roosevelt, William Allen White, Sallie White, Emporia, Kansas, President McKinley, Woodrow Wilson, The William Allen White Award, children’s books, The Dogs of Winter, Bobbie Pyron

William Allen White, the editor of the Emporia Gazette, a newspaper in Emporia, Kansas, became the most quoted editorial writer in America and grew to be a world figure, even getting his name on a 3 cent postal stamp. His death was noted in newspapers throughout the world. He lived in Emporia his whole life, born there in February 1868 and dying there in January 1944. Yet, small town that he was, his character, his sense of fairness, his common sense, his likeability, his interest in world affairs, and his willingness to serve his state, his country, brought the world to him. Odd, then, that I should choose the gist of an editorial by his wife, Sallie White, for your reading pleasure. I was amazed and you will be too, that a man on the presidential campaign trail could come among you for a few days and have his privacy respected.
In 1912, former president, Theodore Roosevelt, was, after a hiatus, again seeking the Republican presidential nomination. During that campaign, he visited Emporia, lodging at the White’s home an entire weekend, a respite from the rigors of politics. (more…)

There Was a Beaver Once

February 5, 2016

Tags: racoons, beavers, barn owls, Penn's Wood West, Edwin L. Peterson, University of Pittsburgh Press, trapping

Ten or more years ago, I went with a friend, who trapped raccoons, bobcats, and other smaller animals, to check his trap line. I still carry the picture in my mind of the raccoon he caught that day. The raccoon had come upon the trap set on the bank of a small stream. Caught by his foot, it had struggled to escape, dragging the trap with it into the water. When it saw us approach, it shrank back a little and in its eyes was a look of total resignation. It knew. I saw in its eyes the knowledge and the acceptance of its fate. I can see it still, waiting, knowing, and I see my friend raise his pistol. I was thankful he had not used some other, more drawn out means of ending its life. (more…)