Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Election Day Distraction (A Good Thing!)




I have finally figured out something very interesting and actually meaningful to me about this election. (And it has nothing to do with the candidates.) There's always been something intriguing to me about Political commentator, Charles Krauthammer, often seen on FOX News shows.  His distinct facial features, his slow and succinct cadence and articulate way of presenting himself.  There has just always been something about him that was vaguely nostalgic and familiar to me.  Then.It.HIT.Me.  The comparison between the two individuals.  Their facial features, mannerisms, fascinating backgrounds, etc.  What is she talking about you may be wondering…. Do any of you in my age range (mid 50’s) remember Fantastic Features that came on in the 60's and 70's?  {We got it in NE Arkansas on a Memphis TV station on Fri and Sat nights at midnight?} Sivad was the name of the “Monster of Ceremonies” – who introduced the double feature horror shows with the drama and flair of Hollywood.  He drove a horse drawn carriage through what looked like a cemetery, fog and all (but it was really shot in Overton Square at the Mid-South Zoo).  He had jet black hair, wore a long black cape, a black top hat, and had a deep scary voice and laugh.  Occasionally, he bared his vampire-like teeth. [He even has a fb page, right now! Fans of Sivad]  He was a spooky-looking character – but he and Mr. Krauthammer could have been brothers – many of their facial features were the same.  (See pictures below).  After googling both men, I discovered so much about Sivad that I never knew.  Like, the name, Sivad was actually the name Davis spelled backwards.  His real name was Watson Davis and sadly, he died in 2005 at age 92 and he was from Stuttgart, Arkansas!  He once broke the attendance record at the Mid-South Fair with over 30,000 screaming fans!  He was always a little scary to me but (somehow) I knew deep down he wouldn’t harm a fly!  I recall so many nights spent at my grandparents’ house, staying up late and watching it with my mamma Ruby (we pronounced her name as Mam-Maw) and maybe my cousins who were around my age who would often spend the night with me at our grandparents - or at home watching it with my sister.  When I watched with mamma Ruby, I would be curled up in the floor on my belly, inches from the TV set while mamma whipped up something scrumptious for us to eat while we watched.  Those were definitely the good old days and reminiscent of the many wonderful times I always had at my grandparents’ home.  We ALWAYS watched the show after much anticipation throughout the long week.  After his dramatic entrance, Sivad would introduce the ‘featured’ scary movie and interject his ‘spookiness’ during commercial breaks,  Each show and began with his trademark, “Goood EEEEvening” and signed off with “Join me next week, with another episode of Fannntastic Feeeatures!”  And then he rode off on his carriage…into the foggy mist.  I recall lying in the floor at my grandparents home one particular night, waiting for FF to come on, and lo and behold, without warning, I never saw another episode! The show had  been replaced with Roller Derby (which we also enjoyed watching and became huge fans of!). 
 
Dr. Charles Krauthammer, I discovered, is of French descent and an American Pulitzer Prize-winning syndicated columnist. He has many more accolades than I have time or space to mention here.   But, when he was only 22 years old, he was forever changed by a freak accident.  He was in his first year of medical school – on a blistering hot July day, he and a friend stopped to cool off between classes with a dip in the campus pool.  He knew from the very moment his head hit the concrete bottom of the pool that the situation was dire.  He hit at just the right angle that immediately severed his spinal cord.  He was paralyzed from the waist down, was in the hospital more than a year and has been wheelchair bound ever since.  (I never noticed he was sitting in a w/chair – all these years I’ve watched him on the various news panels)  Ironically, when hospital staff retrieved his personal effects left at the pool, two things stood out:  one was a medical book about the spinal cord he had been studying for a class and the other about Man’s fate in life.  But, man oh man – that never stopped him from all he wanted to accomplish in life!  He finished his medical degree in Psychiatry from Harvard and went on to become a leading syndicated writer, political commentator and Fox News Contributor.   He has contributed to more than 400 newspapers worldwide and has weekly columns in many of them.  He is considered an excellent opinion writer and inspires many, including me.  I always look forward to hearing what he has to say and can’t believe I never noticed he was sitting in a wheelchair and never knew of his unique ‘story’ until now. So what?  Krauthammer and Sivad are both beloved; at least by me.   (See picture below of young man on beach - taken just before the horrific accident) 

Maybe it’s a “Mid-South” (Memphis - or as some of my peeps like to affectionately refer to it as  “Mempho”) kind of thing and if you lived in NE Arkansas or feel a ‘connection’ to Memphis; it’s a certain kind of ‘vibe’ – a distinct nostalgic feeling derived from the 70’s and 80’s when Memphis seemed to have it all – the “Overton Square” area was booming with fun places like Silky Sullivans, TGIF, the Public Eye, Solomon Alfred’s.  Indeed, Memphis was magnificent back in the day - - - Elvis, Sivad, the Mid-South Fair, Mid-South Championship Wrestling, and Memphis was flourishing with things to do, new malls, one with a huge double-decker carrousel and one with an ice-skating rink!  Suffice it to say, Memphis was in its hay-day.   This was also during the big boom-town time of Charlie Vergos’ restaurant, “The Rendezvous” – best atmosphere and ribs in the south, still today, btw.  Already infamous, “The Rendezvous” was featured in John Grisham’s movie, “The Firm” with Tom Cruise and had all of Memphis buzzing with wanna be extras in the movie.  From the square on Madison Avenue, all the way downtown was booming in those days.  Other things buzzing with excitement were  restaurants like “The Pier” and “Britling’s Cafeteria”, the activities of Mud Island on the banks of the Mississippi River.  I especially enjoyed the nail biting scenes in the movie made on the monorail at Mud Island.  {Note:  During the 60’s and 70’s, Beale Street was famous but not yet  booming, as it is today.}    But another very special  place  throughout this time period was during the Christmas season at Goldsmiths Department Store in downtown Memphis.  They had the “Enchanted Forest” on display every year from Thanksgiving till New Years - and it was truly a magical place and a family tradition to go there and be a part of it each year.  But perhaps the most precious and poignant memories I have of this time is of me and my sweet daddy or my sister and me and daddy and granddaddy Homer feeding the pigeons at the park in downtown Memphis while mom and mamma Ruby shopped at the Goldsmiths and Woolworth stores after we all ate at Britlings Cafeteria.  We went there almost every Sunday after church, just so long as we were back in time for the evening church service.  (My brother's wife, Robbie's sweet daddy (Bro. Coots) was our pastor so we dare not miss services.  Besides, my sister and I played the piano and organ for the choir and special singers.)  Anyhoooo----The neatly kept park was full of friendly pigeons and you could pet them and feed them handfuls of food for a mere penny from a machine.  My daddy fished many a penny out of his pockets for us!   Those were the days, my friends! 
If you have read this far, you are probably thinking, so why is she writing about all this?  Because it’s election day in America, and frankly – this story was much more interesting to me than politics.  And hopefully, I’m not the only one that might have learned something today.  J    




Krauthammer Today

  Sivad, 1970's

Krauthammer Today

Last Picture of Krauthammer - standing on his own.

Sivad, 1970's



IT SHOULD NOT BE THIS WAY!!!

My 85 y/o mother spent the last 18 months of her  precious life in a very nice retirement village for seniors - not a nursing home and not in assisted living.  Just moved across the state to be closer to nearby family members, mainly, her 3 children.  She got around with the use of a walker I bought her / in red, her favorite color.  She had to walk quite a way to get to the cafeteria but for the most part, she did better than I did.  I, (30 yrs younger) also use a walker (long story) but often accompanied her to eat lunch.  One particular day when we got to the lunch room, we sat down at her designated table and waited for the staff to serve lunch.  As usual, as we sat - we put cream in our coffee and lemon in our tea (already on the table) and was making pleasant conversation with others when suddenly out of nowhere we hear a screaming, angry voice.  "It" said, "Listen up folks!  The Health Dept was just here and we got in trouble for cross contamination (we knew of two residents that were hospitalized for stomach flu - or was it really something worse?)  She continued to holler (I asked mom who this vile womanwas and she said it was the "new administrator.") I could not believe my ears.  One sweet lady sitting nearby jumped up and tearfully told "it" she was out of line and that she scared/startled her. IT did not even acknowledge the obviously shaken resident.  Instead, IT continued..."I am sick and tired of 'you people' and from now on - to ensure there is no cross contamination, you will all stand in line and pick up your own food trays." The cafeteria seats about 100 people and all are over the age of 70, and all using walkers or w/chairs.  I HAD HEARD ENOUGH. OH MY. (Being a social worker and advocate for others I had to speak to IT head-on.)  {My mother often made mention that maybe I should have gone down the same career paths as my older siblings, teaching and education administration.  And although I respect the teaching profession immensely, that is not what my heart led me to do}  So...to my sweet mothers open mouth and astonishment, I stood up from behind a huge white pillar column and stepped into IT'S direct line of vision and proceeded to tell IT how inappropriate she was and HOW DARE she EVER scream at their residents like that or any other human being.  THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE."  She BLUSHED profusely and was horrified that a family member was in the dining  room that day to witness her wrath. Hearing my voice, IT turned her head my way so sharply, I thought sure her neck was going to snap.  I asked what about those who are not able to stand in line that long and those in w/chairs?  How will they safely maneuver?  I will never forget that vile IT's reply.  "Well that's not my problem - they need to MOVE OUT because this is not a nursing home nor assisted living - folks have to do things on their own or move on."  I said, "Wait a minute...it is NOT their fault this facility was called on the carpet for cross contamination of food.  But you are blaming them for it and your answer to the problem is to punishment residents for YOUR incompetence!?!  When they toured this residence before moving in they were told they would be served at their table.  They pay their hard-earned money to you every month and now you are LITERALLY turning the tables on them?  I think NOT."  What happened next shook me to my core.  I got a standing ovation from half the room that could stand.  And a round of applause from all.  This act of support infuriated IT.  Not only did IT not foresee family being privy to her outburst that day, IT sure didn't expect to be called out OR for her message to be opposed.  Bottom line, she chose the WRONG day to show out.  I continued, "You are way out of line, lady, and owe these fine people an apology."  IT continued to scream at the top of her lungs then burst into tears and ran out of the room.  Residents sat there stunned.  And hungry.  And confused. And frankly, traumatized.  Mom and I went back to her apartment and went out to lunch.  She was upset and I was livid and shaking I was so angry.  Mom had severe dementia at the time and as the afternoon dragged on, she seemed to forget what had happened in the resident cafeteria.  As said before, I will never forget the inhumane way they were treated that day.  The little lady (I'll call her Sue) who had been startled at IT'S outburst was one of moms closest friends there.  She shared with us later that day that she was so hurt and angry at the manner IT had displayed that day.  A few days later, Sue was simply GONE.  Word had it that her family learned of what happened and removed her from the facility. Mom was happy for her friend but devastated to lose her company.  Mom tried to go to the cafeteria a few times after that awful incident but she could not stand in line that long nor carry her walker AND her tray.  She was rightly scared of falling or dropping her tray trying to balance it on her walker.  She was a modest but proud and strong woman and would have been mortified if she couldn't handle it.  And she should have never been put in that position.

Shortly thereafter, mom started losing weight and interest in things she previously enjoyed.  In the next few months, we would learn mom also had colon cancer.  But, God is so good.  She was not in excruciating pain until the last few days, or if she was she forgot about it or just didn't let on.  But I'll never get those few days - the wails of her pain - out of my head.

This is the first part of my story about my sweet momma.  Before she died she told me she was proud of the stand I took that day.  I was shocked she remembered it.  Turned out, several friends came to visit her and expressed their gratitude for what I had done.  I didn't do anything that any ordinary citizen should have done in the same situation.  But my momma always said I was her out-spoken child.  Indeed, momma - I am guilty of that, sho'nuff.  (The irony of this is that I have been an employee of the Health Dept for 30 years.  If "IT" had known that - she might have passed plum out.)

NOTE:  Corporate office of this facility was made aware of the shenanigans that occurred that day.  I heard later a petition was being circulated for her removal.  I will keep you posted.