My sister shared this view from her West Village apartment window tonight 9/11. The moon and the memorial tribute beams of light. You’d have to be in NJ to see both streams.
In front of Soldiers and Sailors Memorial are 7,053 dog tags hanging between the lamp posts -304 are flags representing individual service members from Pennsylvania.
A one minute video – Like wind chimes, the metal dog tags in the wind Shadows of the dog tags on the walkway NYC Aug 30th
She taught in the Pittsburgh Public Schools and was fluent in ASL. I remember her signing with such fluid skill and feeling at a concert in East Liberty as the choir sang “Go Tell It on the Mountain”. In addition to being a fellow of the Western Pennsylvania Writing Project she was a Madwoman Poet at Carlow University
I’ve driven by it many times but this morning I turned the corner and photographed it. Read the plaque. A ghost bike is a visible reminder to share the road with cyclists and drive more carefully.
William Theisen, a cyclist killed when struck by a car at Stanton Avenue and North St. Clair Street in Highland Park, is memorialized with this ghost bike.
In February 2020, I had seen a ghost bike in Gainesville, Florida while visiting friends. I was a passenger in the car so was able to take the photo as we drive by. Unfortunately I don’t know the name of the cyclist who is memorialized.
There’s a plaque on the face of the engine house with the 9/11 fallen heroes faces and names “Dedicated to those who fell and to those who carry on. May we never forget.”
Originally posted April 2011
“Still Standing”. The Seagrave Truck made in Clintonville, Wisconsin has an amazing story on the Ten House website.On the side of the building is the Bronze 9/11 Memorial Wall. The garage door was open part way.
A day to reflect and remember, with gratitude. “Memorial Day is an American holiday, observed on the last Monday of May, honoring the men and women who died while serving in the U.S. military”
From archives Etna 2016 -watching her father play Taps
2010 Archives -Muskingum County World War II/Korean War Memorial Zanesville, Ohio
To read the poem In Flanders Fieldswritten by Lt Col. John McCrae, M.D., hailing from Canadian Army WWI clickhereand see the original copy handwritten in a page of notepaper.
A loving husband, father of three, and a proud grandfather. A brother, a teacher, a gifted musician, gardener, and woodworker.
And our beloved cousin.
Cousin Paul R. Van Sickle, photographed June 2017
We’ve just returned home after celebrating Paul’s life during a Memorial Service at Trinity Episcopal Church in Lenox, Massachusetts last Saturday the 20th. Paul would have loved all the music- the singing, the playing of the organ. It was beautiful. Poignant.
The cousins drove in from Vermont, Illinois, Ohio, Pennsylvania and New York. After the service we gathered together at his home to share stories and memories.
Paul built his workshop
I felt moved as I entered Paul’s workshop, behind his home, and inhaled the scent of wood. He could repair things, too. See his tools all lined up? His grandfather’s toolbox on the bench. There’s a wooden toy box in my home that Paul crafted for my son, Mark.
A panorama of his workshop
Paul was a master musician, organist and vocalist. He had a beautiful singing voice. I remember his playing our family piano when he’d visit our home. J.S.Bach was a favorite composer.
Paul’s favorite cookies were my mom’s recipe for Sour Cream Cookies. His wife Susan baked them for the family gathering after the service. My mother baked them for a Paul in the sixties when he’d visit our home. That kitchen was in Morris Plains, New Jersey and he’d visit when he was on leave from the US Army -Ft. Dix, New Jersey.
A sprinkle of cinnamon sugar on top, a pinch of nutmeg in the dough. A soft sugar cookie, moist from the addition of sour cream. Here’s a photo from June 1974. Paul and his daughter Amy at my wedding.
It’s hard to sum up a life in a few words. Paul was a blog follower and told me one time I was a little heavy on the photos showing decay. You know those abandoned buildings and discarded furniture pieces, the garbage I post? 😂 We’re going to miss his laughter, his kindness, his generous heart- full of love for all of us.