Nothing New Under the Sun – Social Distancing, Sterilized Masks, and a New Virus – 1918

In this current situation we find ourselves in with life as we know it being canceled, rescheduled, or changed or delayed in some way I thought I would go back in time and see what notes I had taken on the last big pandemic, the Spanish Flu of 1918

In this current situation we find ourselves in with life as we know it being canceled, rescheduled, or changed or delayed in some way I thought I would go back in time and see what notes I had taken on the last big pandemic, the Spanish Flu of 1918.

Resources are from Newspapers.com

Sterilized Influenza masks- Any customer that prefers to do her shopping with a mask on can get one FREE of charge at our ribbon counter.  Ask for one and remember this store is thoroughly sprayed every day with a powerful antiseptic spray making it a safe place to shop ( Pantons’ on Holly Street- Bham) – Ad in the Bellingham Herald

October 4, 1918 – Bellingham Herald

The local board today received a call for five men to be entrained for Pullman State College on October 15.  Only men capable of general military service are wanted and it is stated that volunteering under this call may be permitted until October 12.  Men with an aptitude for mechanics are desired for instruction as carpenters, auto mechanics, blacksmiths, horseshoers, radio operators, etc.  For these and exceptional opportunity is offered, the board is advised.

The call is the first issued since the suspension of the October entertainment orders, as a result of the influenza epidemic.  None but registrants physically fit for general service will be accepted.  The states and number of white men to be furnished, together with the educational institutions to which the registrants will report include Idaho, Montana, Oregon and Washington.

October 5, 1918 – Bellingham Herald

Bham Herald – Seattle reports 20 cases of influenza; closes all indoor assembly buildings; only open air gatherings permitted.  Schools, theaters, and churches included in order.  Theaters were instructed not to give today’s matinees and pastors were ordered to hold no services in their churches tomorrow.  An order issued last night stopped all Seattle dances.  Police were instructed to see the orders are obeyed.  Mayor Hanson asserted reports to the health department indicated influenza was getting a foothold in Seattle, with 100-200 cases.  “We don’t know how many cases there are because many of them are diagnosed as grippe and are not reported,” the mayor said.

A strict quarantine at Port Townsend has been established.  No passes will be given soldiers to visit Seattle and other cities and they will not be permitted to visit moving picture shows, attend dances, or other public gatherings.  The Army WMCA has been forbidden to give entertainments for the soldiers.  Soldiers are permitted to visit Port Townsend, but are not allowed to sit in hotel lobbies.  The members of the 39th regiment of railroad artillery, under training, expecting to be sent to France in a short time, are in strict quarantine and are not allowed to leave the post.

In Bremerton, 12 known deaths amongst the sailors at the Puget Sound Navy Yard and one civilian have resulted from the Spanish influenza.  There are several hundred cases reported.  Five public halls have been commandeered to be used as emergency hospitals should the spread of the disease warrant their need.

October 8, 1918 – Bellingham Herald, Dateline Seattle

192 caes of influenza are reported with 10 deaths at Naval Station; hundreds of civilians have died.

Bellingham- Having been informed by Dr. WW Ballaine, city health officer, that there are two cases of Spanish influenza in the city, Mayor Sells last night issued a proclamation from the city council chamber ordering all schools, churches, moving picture houses, card and pool rooms and all other public gathering places in Bellingham to be closed until further orders.  All the schools in the city are closed.  Pupils who had not been notified of the order reported at the various schools this morning but teachers were on hand to instruct them to return home.  The Normal school also is closed but students have been notified to hold themselves in readiness to return to their studies on a moment’s notice.  Gatherings of all kinds which had been scheduled this week were postponed or cancelled.  The meeting which was scheduled by the Loyal Legion of Loggers and Lumbermen at Liberty Hall Thursday night was postponed and Colonel Brice P. Disque was notified by wire of the mayor’s action.  Colonel Disque will come later.  Company E’s drills will not be held this evening.  This morning Judge Jeremiah Neterer, who arrived from Seattle yesterday to hold an adjourned session of the federal court, announced that on account of the epidemic the court would be adjourned until January.  The only case which the court had yet to hear was that of TH Gourley, indicted for seditious statements. 

This morning Dr. Ballaine reported that there are 3 cases of Spanish flu in the city.  In each case the disease has attacked persons of middle age.  In this connection, Dr. Ballaine issues a warning advising them to stay out of public places and away from crowds as much as possible from other sources.  It is advised that all person be aware of anyone sneezing.  Such persons should not sneeze outside of a handkerchief, otherwise disease germs will be scattered broadcast.  Spitting on sidewalks and in public places is also dangerous and the Chief of Police, Max Laase, says he will enforce rigidly the ordinance prohibiting spitting on sidewalks and elsewhere.  Spanish flu is much like the common grippe, but it is more likely to develop into pneumonia.  Dr. Markley advises anyone who is fearful that he has been attacked by the new form of influenza to consult a physician at once. 

October 9, 1918- Bellingham Herald

The trophy train will not come to Bellingham.  After consulting the mayor this morning, Judge John Kellogg, chairman of the Bellingham Liberty Bond committee, decided that the train’s visit to Bellingham should be cancelled in the interest of public health.  He believing it would be unwise to take a chance of spreading Spanish flu through the congregation of the crowds that would mingle in the exhibition cars and outside the train.  Judge Kellogg had been studying over the subject for some time and the longer he studied the greater his fear grew that the assemblage of men, women, and children in and about the trophy train would tend to spread Spanish influenza, which often develops at the slightest encouragement. 

October 12, 1918

Bham Herald- Now 63 cases in Bellingham of Spanish flu reported. Skagit County is taking precautions, ordering all county schools, churches and public gatherings to close on account of the prevailing epidemic of flu.

October 14, 1918

Now 112 cases reported in Bellingham – first death is a student from the Normal school. 

Dateline Mt. Vernon- Nine new cases reported, among the victims being Dr. Cleveland of Burlington who is ill at the Burlington hospital.  No deaths reported.  In the meantime the public schools, churches, and all public gatherings have been closed, this being the first time in years that such drastic measures have been necessary.  Among the recent victims of the malady is Joseph Fredericks, who is ill at the Burlington Hospital, although not seriously. ‘

October 16, 1918

Bham Herald – Dateline Mt. Vernon

First death reported in Mt. Vernon – Carl Gustafson, a plumber, aged 33.

October 18, 1918

War Efforts

Bham Herald – The scrap ion situation is extremely bad just at present since the various war industries are taking so much of it now.  Before the war $18 was a very high price to pay for scrap iron and now it is not at all uncommon to pay #34 per ton for the same material.  Local plants have paid more for the scrap iron, but the government has fixed the prices so that no more than $34 may be paid. . The government urges persons who have old scrap iron or any kind of iron material to sell it to junk dealers and thus make it accessible for the manufacturing concerns which are so in need of it right now. 

Posters furnished by the National League for Women’s Service and bearing the legend “Give ‘Em a Lift”, are now ready for free distribution to all automobile owners.  The cards signify that the driver of the car is ready to give any soldier or sailor going in his direction a ride.  They can be obtained at the league’s rooms in the federal building.

October 19, 1918

Seattle less cases of flu; Sedro-Woolley increasing- The Valley hospital is filled to capacity with 5 cases being brought over from Burlington where they have more patients than they can take care of.  All of the available nurses in this community have been pressed into service and a number of the girls who recently took the course of elementary hygiene and home care of the sick given by the Red Cross have been called on to assist.  There are a large number of cases of colds and grippe among the residents of the city in their homes. 

October 24, 1918

Bham Herald- How to Care for Influenza Cases – by Surgeon General

“Every person who feels sick and appears to be developing an attack of influenza should at once be put to bed in a well ventilated room.  Where a physic is needed a dose of castor oil or Rochelle salts should be given.”

Should Clear Room:  The room should be cleared of all unnecessary furniture, bric-a-brac and rugs.  A wash basin, pitcher and bowl, soap and towels should be at hand, preferably in the room or just outside the door.  If the patient is feverish a doctor should be called as this should be done in any case if the patient appears very sick or coughs up pinkish (blood-stained) sputum or breathes rapidly and painfully.

Most of the patients cough up considerable mucus; in some there is much mucus discharged from the nose and throat.  This material should not be collected in handkerchiefs, but rather on old rags or on paper napkins.  As soon as used these rags should be p laced in the sickroom and should not be used by patients.  The rags or paper in the paper bag should be burned.

Light Diet:  The patients will not be hungry and the diet should therefore be light.  Milk, a soft-boiled egg, some toast or crackers, a bit of jelly or jam, stewed fruit, some cooked cereal like oatmeal, hominy or rice,–these will suffice in most cases.

The comfort of the patient depends on a number of little things and these should not be overlooked.  Among these may be mentioned a well-ventilated room; a thoroughly clean bed with fresh, smooth sheets and pillow cases; quiet so that refreshing sleep may be had; cool drinking water conveniently placed; a cool compress to the forehead if there is headache; keeping the patient’s hands and face clean and the hair combed; keeping his mouth clean, preferably with some pleasant mouth wash; letting the patient know that someone is within call but not annoying him with too much fussing; giving the patient plenty of opportunity to rest and sleep. 

It is advisable to give the sick room a good airing several times a day.  The patient should be well protected against cold and draughts and then the windows should be opened wide to let in the fresh air.

Nurse’s Precaution:  So much for the patient.  It is equally important to consider the person who is caring for him.  It is important to remember that disease is spread by breathing germ-laden matter sprayed into the air by the patient coughing or even in ordinary breathing.  The attendant should therefore wear a gauze mask over her mouth and nose while she is in the sick room.  Such a mask is easily made by folding a piece of gauze four-fold, sewing a piece of tape at the four corners and tying the upper set of tapes over the ars, the lower set around the neck.  If the folded gauze is about six inches square it will nicely cover both mouth and nose.  Such a mask can be worn without discomfort for several hours, after which it can be boiled in water, dried and used over. 

The attendant should always wash her hands with soap and water immediately after waiting on or touching the patient.  This is important, for carelessness in this direction may easily cause the attendant to become infected with the disease germs.

Attendant should, if possible, wear a washable gown or an apron which covers the dress.  This will make it much simpler to avoid infection. 

It is desirable that all attendants learn how to use a fever thermometer.  This is not at all a difficult matter and the use of such a thermometer is a great help in caring for the patients.  The druggist who sells these thermometers will be glad to show how they are used.

In closing and lest I be misunderstood, I wish to leave one word of caution:  If in doubt, call the doctor.

INFLUENZA SPREADING A RATE OF FIFTY CASES DAILY

Bellingham is now fairly at grips with the influenza.  During the last two days more than 100 cases have been reported to Dr. WW Ballaine, city health officer and in the same time there have been four deaths from that disease, or from pneumonia, to which it gave birth.  Last night Dr. Ballaine wired the government that 51 new cases had been reported to him yesterday.  Since then there has been one death, that of Fred Mouso, one of the city’s best known young business men and manager of the Model Transfer Company, who died this morning after an illness of about a week.

This morning masks employed as a protective measure against the spread of influenza made their first appearance in this city, being put on by the Hotel Leopold barbers.  As yet masks have not been used by local physicians or nurses, but if the situation gets much worse they are likely to become common.  It is probably not generally known, but the Puget Sound Traction Light & Power company daily disinfects all its street cars and will continue to do so while the epidemic rages here. 

Dr. Ballaine asks that the people exercise the utmost caution for with the influenza spreading rapidly over the city they cannot be too careful, he says.

In this connection the Herald was asked to day to issue a warning against giving children’s parties.  A mother who had heard of one such party declared that she believed these gatherings to be dangerous and she urged that mothers be asked not to countenance them. 

All sales have been banned in Bellingham.  Most of the merchants of the city have not attempted to put on any special sales, but a few of them have.  Some have voluntarily postponed projected sales, he declares.  The measure which Dr. Ballaine propose to put in force will be taken as a precaution against influenza.

No disease develops so quickly or spreads so rapidly.  The first symptom usually is a sharp rise in temperature to 103 or 104 degrees, headache, pain in the back, throat feeling dry or sore.  Unless promptly checked by proper treatment, the best plan is to go to bed and stay there for at least a week, keeping warm to avoid pneumonia and let the minor ailment run its course and also prevent the spread of the disease to others.  Most of us, in these busy days, cannot afford, if it can be avoided, to lose a week or more or work so it is all the more necessary that at the very first sign of grip or influenza a counteracting treatment should be taken.

Health Board Gives Warning of Influenza Danger

Probably no better or more effective treatment could be followed at such a time than to get from the nearest drug store a complete Hyomei outfit consisting of a bottle of pure Oil of Hyomei and a little vest pocket, hard rubber inhaling device into which a few drops of the oil are poured.  This is all you will need.  Put the inhaler in your mouth and breathe its air deep into the passages of your nose, throat and lungs.  Every particle of air that enters your breathing organs will thus be charged with an antiseptic germ killing balsam that will absolutely destroy the germs of influenza that have found lodgment there.  You can’t do this too often.  The Hyomei Inhaler is small and can be conveniently carried in a handbag or your vest pocket.  Every half hour or so throughout the day take it out and draw a few breaths of its pure healing air into your nose and throat.  Relief comes almost instantly.  The Grip or Influenza symptoms subside.  Congestion ceases, fever disappears, throat conditions become normal and you are soon feeling fine.  The outfit is not at all expensive for the rubber inhaler will last a lifetime while the Oil of Hyomei can be obtained at little cost from any reliable druggist.  Lots of people already have a Hyomei Inhaler.  Take it out, charge it and use it without delay if you haven’t got one, get it today.

NEWS OF THE WAR

Bham Herald – Mr. and Mrs. CE Bingham received a letter from their son, Sergeant Albert Bingham from France on Monday which was written on German paper found in their canteen on their hasty retreat from one of the villages which the American troops had driven them.  Albert’s letter stated that among the inhabitants in this village was a woman who could understand some English and also talk some and was overjoyed at meeting the American soldiers.  She made coffee for the boys all day long.   She told them of their four years of suffering under German rule and how they would have died of hunger only for the Red Cross.  Sergeant Bingham at the time of writing was enjoying a few days’ rest. 

The Surgical dressing department of the local Red Cross has received an emergency call for 10,000 contagious ward masks to be made and delivered immediately.  Everyone who can possibly help in making up of these masks is urged to put in an appearance at the surgical dressing rooms on the second floor in the federal building in the federal courtrooms.

For the purpose of getting donations to a fund which will be used to buy a phonograph and records for the crew of the USS Bellingham, Charles A. McLennan, city comptroller and chairman of the local draft board and a number of naval lads will be at the Owl Pharmacy corner at 7 o’clock tonight.  The fund was started today by Major Sells and Mr. McLennan says any sum above a penny will be acceptable.  “We do not want to take the children’s pennies”, he says.

The local secretary of the US civil service commission has been advised that there is an urgen need of mechanics for the nation’s navy yards and arsenals.  All information concerning the same may be obtained from him at the federal building.

HELP ALONG THE THRIFT MOVEMENT- Make every Monday Thrift Monday.  Use Fels-Naptha soap.  It enables you to be thrifty with fuel; and it saves wear and tear on clothes by cutting down washboard rubbing.

October 25, 1918

Bham Herald – Influenza Cases Increased by 98 in Bellingham, almost twice the number reported on the previous day.

October 26

A warrant has been issued by County Attorney Hilen for the arrest of Dr. Montgomery of Sedro-Woolley for failure to register in the county.  Dr. Montgomery is a new arrival here, having succeeded to practice of Dr. BF Brooks who entered the army service this month.  The present epidemic of influenza, which has been keeping all of the doctors more than busy the last two weeks, together with the already large established practice of Dr. Brooks, is largely due to Dr. Montgomery’s neglect to register.  Dr. Montgomery comes to this city well recommended, being associated with Dr. Ghent in Seattle, who is also associated with him in his practice here.  A misdemeanor charge, however, will be placed against the doctor.

October 28, 1918

Influenza shows decrease Sunday – but a slight increase in the number of deaths.  Dr. WW Ballaine reported 92 cases and 2 deaths on Saturday but only 64 new cases and 3 deaths today.  Two of yesterday’s deaths were those of Austrians, members of the south side Austrian Colony, who died in local hospitals.

October 31, 1918

For the first time in the history of Bellingham there will be no Halloween parties tonight.  In the past years parties and entertainments have been given a week before and after Halloween and the youngsters will miss the fun and frolic which goes with these affairs.  The only suggestion of the Halloween season that we have are the attractively decorated shop windows with the usual color scheme of black and orange predominating and filled with Halloween novelties.  As long as the Spanish influenza epidemic lasts there will be no parties or gatherings of large crowds.

December 24, 1918

Bham Herald- Dateline Sedro-Woolley

Many suffering from the flu, some deaths from pneumonia caused by influenza

Private Quimby Bingham came up from Camp Lewis Saturday evening and will enjoy a five day furlough with his parents.  A Sunday evening luncheon was enjoyed at their home by the Community Dinner Club.  Places were laid for the Kirby’s, Alverson’s, Hammers, Binghams, and Quimby Binham, Mrs. ES Bingham and Richard Odlin.

 Mr. and Mrs. CE Bingham.  Mrs. Margaret McDonough left Sunday evening for Sumas where she will act as nurse at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Bingham, both of whom are suffering from an attack of influenza.  Mr. Willet, of Standard oil company has sufficiently recovered from an attack of influenza as to be around among his friends again.

Percy Stendal of Camp Lewis returned to the home of Mr. and Mrs. FA Hegg Friday.  He has been discharged from military service and has already gone to work in the grocery store of FA Hegg & Son. 

For more on the century old story see this recent post from my son’s best friend – Matt Benoit from Whatcom Talk

https://www.whatcomtalk.com/2020/03/27/a-century-ago-bellingham-battled-through-spanish-flu-pandemic/

Past Present Future – North Carolina

Backroad travel into North Carolina with historical sites – churches, cemeteries, visiting relatives, and seeing the sites

Wow, it’s been a long time since I posted here! So today I will catch up by starting with the present, take a visit to the past, and plans for the future.

I flew into Raleigh Durham Airport yesterday for my very first time in North Carolina. Well, I have deep roots here as my biological father was from here and I have lots of distant family from both my mom and dad’s side, along with the bio family. That’s all just a happenstance, though. I am actually here for work, thus the future.

I chose to arrive a few days before my training begins so I could explore and meet up with some people I haven’t seen since I was about 8 years old. My first night was spent in Cary. I was tired after a long day flying cross country so I limited my exploration to the hotel and spent time working on my other website, reading, and relaxing.

This morning I took off for a three hour meandering drive toward the central-west part of North Carolina. It looks surprisingly as green as Washington and I had actually arrived during a very big rainstorm yesterday. That was a welcome surprise since I expected my time here to be unbearably hot and humid, thus miserable in that sense, but I’ve been blessed with cloudy weather in the 70’s.

I set out on my drive telling the Mapquest app to avoid freeways and tollways. I like to explore and I had every expectation that I would see lots of churches and part of me really, really wanted to attend a “black church” service because I think the spirit moves those congregations in a very special way. By the time I got on the road and started seeing anything remotely like that, church was over. I actually expected to see mostly Baptist churches, and I did see several. I LOVE the names – Mt. Zion, Mt. of Olives, etc. All a nod to one of my favorite places on earth, Jerusalem.

I came to a community of absolutely giant houses – mansions – all built very recently. The architecture was amazing!

The first town I stopped in was a little cute place called Pittsboro. I actually stopped not for the church, but because there was the coolest antique store with an entire yard full of things made of metal.

Chickens, turtles, big foot… you name it. Well, of course it was closed being Sunday in the south, but I got out and took photos and walked around the little main street.

In an alleyway I found a beautiful mosaic on a wall- mirrored and tiled into a flower garden and birds; right up my alley, literally! There was a Presbyterian church getting underway but I passed it by and looked in all the shop windows. Nothing would open until after 12 so I got back in the car and kept heading west.

There are swamp lands, kind of a little reminder of Louisiana, and the cicada are so loud it is kind of overwhelming. I stopped at the next church I saw which had a few people standing outside. It was a cute white chapel and a gentleman was nice enough to invite me inside for photos of what he said was a Quaker church, built in 1907. I asked if he was the pastor. He said they don’t have pastors in Quaker churches. People gather and share “whatever the spirit moves them to share”. There is no set agenda. He says sometimes it is just silent and people share in the presence. “It cuts out the middle man; having a pastor can make people lazy,” he said. I agreed. It sounded like a good way to be held accountable for knowing what the Bible actually says and relying on God’s Holy Spirit to guide you to understanding. While leaders are not necessarily a bad thing, I see their point and I am going to study up on Quakers. All I ever knew about them was that they were the pilgrims who came to America due to the inability to worship freely in England. Who knows what all got left out of our schooling. The man said Quakers had been in this area since 1700’s, so it all makes sense.

So, I continued down the road and came upon a sign for Snow Camp. I had seen signs in peoples yards starting a few miles back saying NO Snow Camp Mine. I will have to look that up. I pulled off to head to Snow Camp and saw a sign, an historical marker, along the road which said

The Quakers Society of Friends were early anti-slavery supporters of the Underground Railroad. Once the war erupted and Alamance County residents chose sides, supporters of the Confederacy regarded the Friends as Unionists. Never attacked directly by their neighbors, the Quakers were subjected to various pressures to conform. The government, attempting to enforce conscription acts, not only tried to persuade Quaker conscripts to renounce their faith, but also inflicted physical and psychological violence on them.

Solomon Frazier, of neighboring Randolph County, endured an experience suffered by many others. Early in the war, Frazier paid a $500 fine to avoid conscription. By 1864 however, when Confederate manpower needs were acute, he was arrested and taken to prison in Salisbury. There, despite being beaten to make him renounce his beliefs, he refused on religious grounds to “take up the gun” or to serve as a prison guard. When the officer in charge became furious with him, Frazier said, “If is thy duty to inflict the punishment on me, do it cheerfully, don’t get angry about it”. When rifle barrels were leveled at his face, Frazier calmly added, “It is the Sabbath and as good a day to die as any”. Never broken, he survived his mistreatment and the war.

William Thomson, conscripted from this congregation was killed at Gettysburg, leaving a wife Martha and small children. At lease seven Confederate veterans are buried in the cemetery a mile west, a silent tribute to the Friends’ spirit of forgiveness of those who did take up the gun.

I drove for many more miles, stopping at graveyards, churches, and anything else that caught my eye. I’m always fascinated when traveling outside the great Pacific Northwest what kind of roadkill other places have. Texas has those dang armadillos, Florida had the baby alligators, and I’m sure each area has it’s specialty. Washington it’s bunnies, opossum, raccoon, and the occasional porcupine and deer. North Carolina has pretty much the same as us, only they have vultures that come along and pick them clean! That was a first for me!

I stopped for lunch in Greensboro. I had tried to call and meet up with the cute couple we met last year on our Israel trip – Sheila Ann and Junior. So far I have had no luck getting in touch to make a plan, so tomorrow I will just pop in on them! Lunch was at a Steak and Seafood place called NOLA – all inspired by New Orleans style cuisine. My waiter was awesome. He is from Iran, studying civil engineering at the University here, and he sat right down in my booth and talked to me for awhile. Very outgoing and when I left he even decided I should have an iced tea to go since I had a lot of driving to do. Isn’t that just the best?

I finally arrived at my Aunt and Uncle’s house in King. I have not seen them since late 1960’s! My cousin, Laura, who I don’t even remember, came right outside to greet me and welcome me. It was so absolutely lovely to spend several hours out on the deck listening to Aunt Ruth’s childhood memories, good and bad and ugly, and to learn all about her life. She and Henry have been married 61 years and she was my dad’s twin sister, the last of 16 children.

Aunt Ruth will turn 80 years old in just a few days. Trying to imagine my dad, who died when he was only 41, is hard to do. She described her spiritual connection to him, told me her testimony of faith, and how God’s love has brought her through so much loss in life. We went to dinner and celebrated her birthday and had a wonderful time.

Tomorrow I’m going to head out for some Civil War history lessons here in Winston Salem, then go back to Greensboro to see if I can get one more good visit in before my business trip begins.

Past, present, or future – My life is blessed with so many people and experiences. I am thankful for each one.

Going Dry

The years of prohibition started far before the Roaring Twenties

Currently I am working on the decade starting with 1910. I like to skip around so this could change next week. We all think of 1920s as being the time of prohibition. The “Roaring Twenties” are well depicted in movies and documentaries. However the movement started well before that. Today I will share an article from January of 1910 about the division in Skagit County on the “temperance movement” and the choice for each community to be “dry” or “wet”.

Bellingham Herald and Seattle Daily Times

Bellingham Herald- Jan 1 – Skagit County, Outside of Incorporated Towns, Goes dry by a 500 majority.  La Conner banishes saloons while three cities vote to retain the bars.  Two precincts in the County give big majorities for booze:  Edison and McMurray Vote Wet – Other small towns go dry.  

Seattle Daily times:  There are three great elements that have produced the “dry” movement- the organized temperance forces, the doctors, and the employers of labor.  The temperance people have been the moral force, the doctors the scientific, and the employers the economic.  The result is a dry belt which is a thing absolutely now in history.  Perhaps some people can remember smiling sadly at the spectacle of the little round faced boys of the Loyal Legion bravely marching at some WCTU entertainment under a big banner inscribed “Tremble.  King Alcohol.  We shall grow up”.  Well, North Carolina gave sixty thousand majority against prohibition in 1881.  In 1908 she gave a 44 thousand majority for it.  The boys have grown up.  

The movement against intoxicants has changed its name three times.  First it was “temperance” then “prohibition” and now comes the new word “Antisaloon”.  It exactly represents the present phases of the movement.  It is no longer dealing with individuals, whether children of drunkards.  It is voting to exterminate the saloon and in this movement great numbers of moderate drinkers must have joined.  It is not possible to believe that some of the majorities in the dry territory were composed entirely of total abstainers.  This is a curious and significant fact.  No moderate drinker joins a temperance society or the prohibition party.  Only total abstainers entered these.  But there must be thousands, perhaps millions, of moderate drinkers in the Antisaloon movement.  They are not tee-totalers, but they are antisaloonists. 


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On The Market

Multiple Listing Service realtor agreement signed

Cleaning ladies did their best

Sisters worked like Hercules to clear the last of the “stuff” – remnants of a life

The listing posted and a bittersweet flood washed over me. As usual I have two roles in this whole business. On one hand I am called The Estate Manager- what used to be The Executor (feels like executioner) of The Estate. I have decisions to make. I have things to do. I have papers to sign and records to keep. I have rules to follow and jobs to finish. I am, as The Estate Manager, detached from my other role. The grieving daughter, the heir of the residue, the former caretaker/caregiver, of my first best friend.

There is no way to describe certain feeling and emotions except that it rolls like a tide- sometimes gently ebbing and flowing, a little misty maybe. Sometimes crashing like a tidal wave drowning my soul in tears.

This process is at times extremely frustrating. The waiting. The expectations. The bitterness. The disagreements. The pressure. The loss. The duties. The longing.

Yesterday was a day of frustration. I had to go to the bank for a couple things. There was the deposit from the estate sale. It wouldn’t go through without some glitch because it’s an estate account and it hadn’t been used yet. Then there was the mortgage payment. Fiasco. When I got frustrated and said “I just want to pay the damn mortgage”, the little fella told me not to use such language. Hahahahaha. Does he have any idea the language of this world? Not to excuse myself but in the past month I’ve had angry patients call me everything but a white woman (as my mother would say) as they, in their own distress, used profanity to cope with their own issues.

After much back and forth with the account I finally got the mortgage paid and left with a handshake with my new friend Ruan.

And then the realtor announced the listing on Redfin. And it washed over me. And I pray that a sweet family, a brilliant entrepreneur, or a group of people who just need a place to live, see that and decide it’s the perfect place for them. They can’t see the Chilean fire tree in bloom that will knock their socks off in spring. They don’t see the labor that went into the recent updates or the prior updates. They don’t see the pride she had at being a homeowner as a widow with five children. But I hope they see their future as being blessed by their own proud purchase and that they will fill it with their own collections and memories and tastes in decor.

I sent the Casa Brothers a message. They are the Realtor/Estate Sale team who have done such a great job through this ordeal. I have an idea for a new reality show with them as the stars — :

Hi guys

I just thought up a new reality show and you guys could be the stars— like property brothers except with the estate sale twist.. Casa Brothers – and the drama part would be the family melt downs and such that happens as people grieve and move thru the process of parents dying.

The vision is to my end — “save the adult children” from all the STUFF accumulated by the person who passed.

I think this is an idea that would resonate with this generation as all the baby boomers start passing and leaving the minimalist generation upcoming with all this stuff to dispose of.

I’m calling Hollywood .. get your makeup team together and get ready to be a star!!!!

Have a beautiful day
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Day 11-12 Israel 2018

Here I am in the shuttle from SeaTac to Bellingham- the final frontier on what seemed like a never-ending-story!

Days 11-12 all happened in one long continuous adventure!

We basically had Monday to explore on our own and we definitely did! We walked to the Cat Corner again for a cup of coffee and tea. We did a little money exchange to make sure we had exact payment for the shuttle then headed back to the hotel to check out and store our luggage for our eight hours wait. We also checked in on Charlie and Madeline. They had both been sick with this cold or upper respiratory thing some of us were suffering from. We made sure the shuttle was reserved for us and them.

We found a grocery store near the hotel where Savannah was able to find packaged halva – when we got halva at the market it’s much fresher but can’t be stored well. I got dates for Mark and some halva for everyone to try. And black dried plums like we had at breakfast every day. We took all these treasures back to the hotel to store with our luggage then hit the road on foot.

We headed back to Mahane Yahuda Market. I love that place! So much color and food and things to see and smell. I had an açaí bowl I’d been craving since our first day in Tel Aviv. It is so so so delicious. 29 shekels is expensive but it’s so worth it! We walked around trying to find something for lunch and I was very glad to find a fish&chips place!! The market had a lot of soldiers this day. They look way too young to be carrying around rifles but they were having fun eating and enjoying everything together.

We then headed across town to the Israel Museum. We passed some beautiful passionflower bushes along the way and picked a couple blossoms to add to my petals as paint on Refind Creations. Also some beautiful purple blossoms we collected in a bag.

The walk to the museum took us up a very steep hill and around the Knesset building.

We had about three hours to spend at the museum so we split up and covered as much as we could. The Dead Sea scrolls would take a lot more time but it was cool to see exhibits on many of the places we had visited on our tour and to remember things Yonatan had told us about. Could spend many hours there.

We walked back to the hotel and climbed about a hundred stairs that led up through a neighborhood. It’s fun walking everywhere — you get a whole different feel for the community.

At the hotel we went into the spa area and laid in the lounge chairs. Since the Ukraine lady wasn’t there we just made ourselves at home. Made tea and talked to a guy who came to use the steam room – and it was actually working! A couple from Russia or Ukraine came as well to steam then they used the showers in the ladies locker room together! Then they went back in the steam room and then back to the shower. They ignored us laying there on the loungers! We made tea and Savannah took a shower and I changed into my travel clothes– yoga pants and baggy shirt 😉 and bushed our teeth.

We then went to catch the shuttle and meet up with Charlie and Madeline. Glad they were able to extend for a late checkout to rest up.

The drivers in Jerusalem are crazy and the shuttle driver was crazy too! Holy moly!

We had a couple hours in the airport then we were taking off at 11:30 pm heading to New York. I took a crumb of melatonin which knocked me out for half an hour. Then a couple of hours feeling unsettled as they weirdly served meals and turned on lights rather than just letting people sleep. Super annoying! The flight was 11 1/2 hours but we coped well– better than our trip over.

We had a two hour layover in New York which was spent jumping through hoops at customs. Such a goofy process. But we didn’t have to open our bags. Savannah got a little extra grilling at check in as her passport is stamped for Indonesia, Mali and other countries.

And now to home we go! I’m craving Mexican food and a hot bath — can’t wait!

Thanks to all who followed our adventure. We have been blessed!!

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Day 8 – Israel 2018

O Little Town if Bethlehem

How still we see thee lie..

Today was very interesting, humbling, educational and enlightening.

Our world view is so easily shaped by the news, politicians, the internet, and prejudice.

Today at least we can say that 35 Americans along with their brilliant and fearless Jewish guide were able to have our world views impacted by a beautiful, precious, and amazing Palestinian Christian named Barbara. I can almost promise that when you hear the word Palestinian most Americans do not envision such a lovely thing as meeting one who is Christian.

And I’ll go as far as to say that most of us have no clue that Bethlehem is in what is now Palestinian territory. And I know for certain most have no idea that there even are Christian Palestinians.

We took the bus into this territory so that we could visit the birthplace of Jesus. It was miraculous that we did not have to wait long as it is usually very crowded.

First stop was at a beautiful gift shop operated by a Christian artist cooperative, Handmade items carved from olive tree wood —nativities so elaborate and ornaments, jewelry, trinkets, and so many beautiful things.

We were a bit taken aback by the people selling on the streets — very aggressively — and its hard not to hand all your money to a little boy holding onto his sheep as you enter the town. Adorable little gig he had going there. Poverty is obvious and a bit overwhelming.

Barbara was delightful and answered all our curiosities graciously. She cannot travel freely. She cannot come to Jerusalem. She has lived in Bethlehem all her life and says there is little to do — no entertainment. Basically except for her tour guide position she dabbles in learning to paint and hangs out with her friends. She lives with her entire extended family – parents, married brothers and their children. She has been to America once to visit a relative in Sacramento. To fly anywhere they must travel to Amman Jordan.

When we arrived at the church where the manger is, Barbara navigated us all through a crowded scene. We had to go down into the area under the church and there is a 14point Star where it is believed Jesus was born and an area where the manger would have been. This church is separated into sections based on three sects that have claim on it. Orthodox Greek and Russian if I remember right and one other. It is very ornate and unusual. It was too hot and crowded for me to fully experience what I was seeing. But I’m glad we got to go.

Next stop was Shepard’s Field — the area where flocks would have been kept and where the angels would have appeared to announce “Peace on Earth, Good Will to Men”.

After this we walked to a restaurant. A lady named Ruth, another Palestinian Christian, owns this place and did a lovely job of feeding our massive group– schwarma and falafel, as usual. We bid Barbara a fond farewell and gave her a freewill offering into Yonatan’s hat.

This was all so valuable in helping us grasp even a tiny bit of reality.

We then headed to Mt. Zion and went to the place where Peter denied Jesus. A beautiful church. Then to the place where Jesus was held for trial. And to King David’s tomb, and to one place where Mary may have been buried.

We had to rush through as Shabbat was about to begin but there was so much beauty in the mosaics and paintings I’m glad we got to see it even briefly.

We have been blessed to get to know some of the people in our group, to know Barbara, Jonatan, and most of all to learn more about the roots of our faith!

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Day 6 cont. Israel 2018

After another generous buffet breakfast we headed out – me with a runny nose and beginnings of a cold. That’s when it’s good to be traveling with Savannah, who has tinctures and remedies! Double dosed on elderberry tincture and lozenges.

We left the Sea of Galilee behind and headed to the River Jordan. Several people in our group of 35 decided to get baptized. As our fearless leader Yonathon is Jewish he found a pastor from one of the many groups and he did the dunking. A majority were catholic so I think they have never had an immersion. Next to us was a group of Brazilians who were very vocal and singing and shouting with each of their baptisms. It was quite a joyous occasion. The river was a beautiful emerald green and quite beautiful.

This is not the same place where John baptized Jesus. The river in that area is more like a ditch and full of sediment so the place we stopped is an organized place where there is a place to rent a white robe and towel and they issue certificates. Savannah and I washed our feet in the river.

At a gift shop I got honey for Nicki and date palm syrup for me and a bag of coffee for my hubby.

After this was all finished we headed to an area with Roman ruins dating back to BC. It was only uncovered in the 1980s and has the public bath house, amphitheater and bathrooms.

It was really hot today- up around 90. The air is dry and it gets quite difficult for some of our older travelers to walk around. But they are hanging in there!

We then traveled south along the border with Jordan and into the West Bank. You cross checkpoints going out but not coming in. We were waved through without any issues. We stopped in a place where the Dead Sea scrolls were discovered. We watched a brief film and went out to see the caves where they were first found by a 14 year old boy.

We continued south and the change in terrain became stunning. Huge, massive piles of rock mountains that look like they could crumble with just a sneeze. Miles and miles along the Dead Sea with the only real vegetation being acres of date palms. We saw the mount of temptation where Jesus was tested by Satan. We saw the caves in the mountains where David and Saul hid from one another.

We finally arrived at Herrods resort right on the Dead Sea. Just in time to get to our spa service we had ordered. Mine was a full body salt scrub and Massage followed by a jacuzzi tub soak. It was amazing. Savannah had a mud wrap and Massage.

It got too late to go float in the sea so we will arise at 5 tomorrow and go straight down to the beach before we take off for Jerusalem at 8.

Now we have eaten from another stunning buffet dinner with a huge population from Ukraine and Europe staying here as well. Our hotel is beautiful and luxurious and now I’m so sleepy I can’t say any more today!

I can’t add pics as WiFi is slow but trust me // it’s all amazing!!

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Day 5- Israel 2018

Sunrise over the Sea of Galilee started our day. The waters so peaceful and the breeze so refreshing. We are staying at the Leonardo hotel which has perfect views from our deck.

After a huge buffet breakfast we took the bus to the opposite side of the lake and went on board a wooden fishing boat. We were welcomed aboard with The Star Spangled Banner as the hung the American flag beside the Israeli flag. Then they played some contemporary Christian music as we were steered around the lake. It’s beauty is so much like Lake Roosevelt in Eastern Washington that I had to remind myself where we are! This is the place where Jesus walked in water. Where he called his disciples and where he spent so much of his earthly life. It was warm and sunny and pretty much perfect!

My eyes were filled with tears at the thought that my mom died two weeks ago and she would have loved knowing we were experiencing history live!

No photos to share due to super slow internet.

Sunny and high 70s

When we returned to shore we rode up to Caesarea Philippi where we could see ancient ruins of caves dedicated to the different Greek Gods. This is also the place where Peter and Jesus spoke about building the church.

We traveled along the Lebanese border to the Golan Heights and stopped in Tabgha at the site where Jesus fed 5000

After lunch consisting of falafel and salad we went to Capernaum which is the town of Jesus-/ where his ministry is centered.

We went to a museum with a fishing boat in display that dates to the first century.

We headed to the Mount of Beatitudes where a beautiful church has been erected. Our guide. Yonathan has done a good job keeping the scriptures relevant to what we are seeing.

And our final stop was Magdala – the city of Mary Magdalene. This was really touching to see first century ruins and a brand new church that has amazing paintings depicting several moments — the woman who touched jesus’ robe and was healed. Jesus walking on Water.

It has been a long day with lots of stops and starts. So absolutely beautiful

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Get Over It

She was always waiting for the Lord to return to get us all out of this messy world.

As sick as she was this past week she never said she was planning to beat him to the punch and leave before he got back to take all of us.

Knowing that we are just temporary citizens on earth changes the perspective on loss and death. The sadness and grief and tears are not that she has passed on into eternity but the thought of being separated from her in this life.

To not have that one person who knew you from the moment you were born is the pain.

To not have her demands and expectations is numbing.

She would constantly tell me how she loved my hair, that I was boring because I didn’t live with bling and watch tv, that I was amazing because I’m so sweet (though I’m not).

She found joy in her flowers, shopping for her motifs, buying people things they never wanted or needed, donating to causes she couldn’t afford. She had a servants heart and she hated with a passion being the one who needed to be helped in any way.

She prided herself on being a homeowner, having her hair styled, and refusing to use her walker or the other medical devices.

She was a widow for 38 years– exactly half her life — and she devoted herself to working and raising grandchildren.

Grief is painful and difficult and raw. She hated that people might cry over her leaving. Don’t you dare cry over me, she would say. Don’t worry about it. You can fire yourself from taking care of me. You are not obligated in anyway. She said that! As if it were possible.

A month ago I told her that she was the best mom because she had devoted her life to us but it’s hard to provide that same devotion back because we all have jobs and families and obligations and selfishness. She had just broken her arm and we were leaving on vacation so she was in the care of the home health people. She was very upset by that but ended up really liking the ladies who took care of her. I called her each day from vacation and that was unusual because I hate talking on the phone. She hated that I hate talking (on or off the phone).

She asked me recently why I used to have more time to run around with her. She forgot I work full time and have a family it seems. I told her I’ve been working full time since 1999 and maybe she’s thinking of when the kids were little and I only worked part time. She did not believe me-/

Tears are therapeutic – a cleansing –but very annoying as your eyes swell and snot runs and your head pounds.

I am not crying for her. She is rejoicing in heaven. I cry for myself and the thought of no more scenics with her. We looked at barns and farms and mountains and that perfectly round tree she exclaimed at down by the river. Our times together centered more recently on scheduling doctor appointments and going through the motions of chronic illnesses. The scenics and lunches became part of our ritual.

She took on anything I became interested in. She thought it was funny that I recently became so creative. She started seeing flowers for my petals as paint project. She bought equipment for candle making. She watched for historical info in the paper for my novel. She was always interested in whatever we were doing.

I grieve because she loved hearing stories about my work and she loved my coworkers wherever my career has taken me. When we lived in Arizona she wouldn’t come visit but she turned her whole living room decor into a desert theme/ cactus lamps and all!

When I was a child I can’t remember sitting on her lap or hugs and kisses. I don’t remember “I love you” being tossed about. Maybe she was too busy with five kids. But the last few years she always wanted hugs (I know, right?? All those hugs she despised from everyone else I think she secretly loved) and kisses goodbye. Recently as we went through a deep mental health crisis with my son she begged to have me sit in her lap so she could hold me and rock me in her chair. That wasn’t possible but I appreciated the idea. And she constantly said I love you.

I am not sad that she is in heaven. I am sad that it’s all over, relieved she suffers no more, and thankful for such a devoted mom. So my tears flow and my heart breaks and she would say “get over it. I’m fine.”

First Best Friends

My daughter left today

My very best friend

Moving forward

Life’s journey

My mom is in the hospital

My first best friend

Moving forward

Life’s journey

I cleaned out my daughters room

Childhood memories and piles of artwork mixed with more piles of seventeen years of school assignments

Some I tossed without a care. Others I kept with a tear. Everything from journals to teeth to her final pacifier. Coins from around the world. Paint brushes to hair brushes. Invitations, celebrations. Report cards and note cards. Whispers of a treasured childhood and exclamations if struggles and victories.

She packed her car and drove away with multiple hugs lingering in my arms and sweet kisses on my face. I see her in my rear view mirror as that precious toddler who cried at my leaving for work. Now I lose a tear at watching her drive away a newlywed with big dreams and plans.

I am her biggest fan and her first best friend. My daughter.

My mom is medically unstable and poorly responding to treatment, preparing for her journey home to Jesus. Sooner or later.

I imagine soon I will be going through her things and clearing out decades of memories and accumulated items that are profoundly important and those clearly meaningless in the scope of things.

Old bills, photos from a century past, documents and piles of memories and catalogs galore filled with trash and treasures for earthly pleasures.

And I see her in my rear view mirror holding my toddler in her arms and waving goodbye as I headed off to work and she stayed behind to help her grow up.

I will watch her go ahead of me as it should be and she will cheer me on from above as she always has. My biggest fan. My first best friend. My mom.

©Belindabotzong2018