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New Mexico Tidbits

January 12, 2016 in demography, Southwest 1 Comment Tags: New Mexico, Pedro Bautista Pino

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Primary sources are always interesting but must be used with caution.

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Don Pedro Bautista Pino, a New Mexican native, wrote his Exposicion of New Mexico for the Cortes of  1812. It has the usual survey of resources, population, and problems, and some interesting comments.It was supplemented by the Ojeada of Lic. Antonio Barreiro in 1832. Barreiro was a Mexican we moved in New Mexico.

For example, New Mexico was an exporter of wine, so the Gruet wines made famous by the Pot Thief novels were not the first on the scene.

Barreiro was not happy with the way the jail in Santa Fe was run: it seems to have been the predecessor of the one in Hogan’s Heroes:

There are only a few filthy rooms in the capital which may be called jails. Prisoners are rewarded rather than punished, whenever they are locked up in them since they are permitted to spend their time in noisy revelry (alegres triscas) and conversation. They take their imprisonment with the greatest nonchalance: at night they escape and go to dances; during the day they go to other forms of entertainment.

Pino has a low opinion of the Apaches:

Apache scouts

The Apache tribe is the most obnoxious and cruel of all…. They always go naked, they kill and rob most treacherously; they torture their prisoners in the most cruel manner, often scalping them alive; then they cut up their bodies into small pieces. Lastly, the Apache, roaming round in every direction, has no other check to his depredations than that of the fear of the brave and honest Comanche….[!]

Not everyone shared that assessment of the Comanches.

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How Barreiro had this opinion of the buffaloes beyond me:

Buffalos are so gentle (tan docil) that they like the company of man and be easily domesticated

Pino’s racial attitudes are interesting:

In New Mexico there has never been known any caste of people of African origin. My province is probably the only one in Spanish America that enjoys this distinction. Spaniards and pure-blooded Indians (who are hardly different from us) make up the total population.

Pino’s most interesting remark is on a sensitive subject:

He laments this abuse:

The first abuse is the refusal of Indian women to give birth to more than four children; they succeed in this abuse by the use of certain herbs (brebages); consequently, the Indian population has not increased. There were large numbers of Indians here at the time of the conquest and only one hundred and forty Spanish families; now, however, there are more than twenty-four thousand Spanish settlers and only about sixteen thousand Indians.

Pino blames the Indians for their failure to increase in numbers. However, he goes on to use this lack of population to justify Spanish encroachment on the Indian lands guaranteed to them by the Crown.

The lack of democratic vitality among the Pueblo Indians has been noted by historians and anthropologists. The Navajos, on the other hand, give the Mormons a run for the money in the size of their families, and consequently number about 250,000 today.

Demographic vitality is necessary to the survival of a culture because the best way to hand down language and customs is in the family.

I have wondered why the Pueblos have so few children. Of course part of the population problem is disease. Even before the Spanish came, town dwelling was not healthy. Hunter-gatherers had a more varied diet and avoided contagious diseases. Pueblo dwellers had a restricted diet; before modern situation, towns provided an excellent vector for diseases and parasites.

Perhaps pueblo dwellers also deliberately restricted their families to avoid overburdening the land. Pino thinks Indian women used contraception. I have wondered whether the custom of periodic continence for men for religious purposes also had that effect. A traditional Pueblo once complained to me that young men were sneaking out of the kivas during the long preparation for dances to visit their wives and girlfriends.  As I said, it is a sensitive matter, and I have never asked a Pueblo Indian why their families have always been so small. It is none of my business; but I am concerned for the survival of their cultures.

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Songs of Thankfulness and Praise

January 9, 2016 in Anglicans, hymns No Comments Tags: Christopher Wordsworth, hymns, Songs of Thankfulness and Praise

1. Songs of thankfulness and praise,
Jesus, Lord, to Thee we raise,
Manifested by the star
To the sages from afar;
Branch of royal David’s stem
In Thy birth at Bethlehem;
Anthems be to Thee addressed,
God in man made manifest.

2. Manifest at Jordan’s stream,
Prophet, Priest, and King supreme,
And at Cana, Wedding-guest,
In Thy Godhead manifest;
Manifest in power divine,
Changing water into wine.
Anthems be to Thee addressed
God in man made manifest.

3. Manifest in making whole
Palsied limbs and fainting soul;
Manifest in valiant fight,
Quelling all the devil’s might;
Manifest in gracious will,
Ever bringing good from ill.
Anthems be to Thee addressed,
God in man made manifest.

4. Sun and moon shall darkened be,
Stars shall fall, the heavens shall flee;
Christ will then like lightning shine,
All will see His glorious sign;
All will then the trumpet hear,
All will see the Judge appear;
Thou by all wilt be confessed,
God in man made manifest.

5. Grant us grace to see Thee, Lord,
Mirrored in Thy holy Word;
May we imitate Thee now
And be pure as pure art Thou
That we like to Thee may be
At Thy great Epiphany
And may praise Thee, ever blest,
God in man made manifest.

The Hymnal is the liturgical book of the laity, and the Episcopal Hymnal of 1940, which Mount Calvary uses, was carefully thought out in both its organization and choice of hymns. The Epiphany hymn Songs of Thankfulness and Praise was written by Christopher Wordsworth, the nephew of the poet William Wordsworth. Christopher Wordsworth was an athlete, classicist, poet, and Anglican bishop of Lincoln, to which he was appointed by Disraeli. He wrote the hymn for the Sixth Sunday after Epiphany and described it as “recapitulation of the successive manifestations of Christ, which have already been presented in the services of the former weeks throughout the season of Epiphany; and anticipation of that future great and glorious Epiphany, at which Christ will be manifest to all, when he will appear again to judge the world.”

(c) George William Robson; Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation

Christopher Wordsworth as Master of Trinity College

Epiphany means “manifestation.” The Son of God existed eternally, but he was manifested in time. First of all at his birth to the Jews in the persons of the shepherds, as he was the offspring of David, the “branch of royal David’s stem”; but then to the pagans, the Gentiles, the “sages from afar.” He began to fill the prophecies that all nations would come to worship the Lord.

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Again he was manifested at his Baptism in the Jordan, when the Spirit in the form of a dove descended on him and a voice was heard from heaven, “Thou art my beloved Son; with Thee I am well pleased.” His Sonship was publicly announced.

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John emphasizes that Jesus worked his first miracle at Cana, “Changing water into wine.” He “manifested his glory, and his disciples believed in him.” Jesus continues working his miracles to manifest his Godhead, and his miracles are not miracles to punish sinners, but in healing bodies, “in making whole/Palsied limbs and fainting soul,” and in delivering men from the power of Satan, “quelling all the devil’s might,” first in his exorcisms and at the end, in the “valiant fight” of his death and descent into Hell to destroy the power of the devil and of death.

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This stanza refers to Jesus, “ever bringing good from ill.” The existence of evil, suffering, and death is a mystery: how could a loving God allow such things. But in the life of Jesus on earth we see a manifestation of God’s “gracious will,” that “ever” brings good from evil. How this will be is not yet fully manifest.
The 1940 Hymnal unfortunately does not use the fourth stanza of the hymn, the stanza which explicitly refers to the end of the world, when “stars shall fall, the heavens shall flee” at the sound of the trumpet, and “all will see the Judge appear.”

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But the last stanza also refers to the End and our preparation for it. The purpose of the Scriptures is to show us Christ, “mirrored in Thy holy Word.” We imitate Jesus by becoming pure as He is pure, free from all sin, both justified and sanctified. We are indeed divinized, “like” The Son, “partakers of the divine nature.” This stanza mentions “Thy great Epiphany,” which is the end of the world, when Jesus will be fully manifest as Judge in his divine power over all creation. At the end all will be praise, as God reveals His gracious purpose for creation and history, and in the vision of that, we will be “blest.”

Hymns for specific events often incorporate references to the main events of the history of salvation, so that we do not forget the important connections among the events. Jesus was born so that he could die, and he died so that he could rise and return as the Judge of all the world. At Christmas especially it is easy to indulge sentimentality, forgetting the dark shadows that already are present, and the light that will at the end conquer those shadows. The greatest hymns remind us of this.

PS This hymn has been modified in many hymnals because it uses the word “man,” which is offensive to the ears of those who do not want any mention of masculinity in the Church. The line is changed to “God in flesh made manifest,” which is theologically correct, but of course eliminates the rhetorical connection between “manifest” and “man.” Rhetoric persuades not so much by logic as by making an idea seem natural and inevitable: Where else should God be manifest but in man?

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Fiascos of the West

January 8, 2016 in conspiracy theories, law enforcement, Politics, Uncategorized, West 1 Comment Tags: BLM, Cliven Bundy, Dan Schultz, Dead Run, Dwight Hammond, Hunting Badger, Oregon, Steven Hammond, The Monkey Wrench Gang, Tony Hillerman

The goings-on in Oregon reminded me of the 1998 debacle in Bluff, Utah, which in turn reminded me of Dad Schultz’s Dead Run and Tony Hillerman’s Hunting Badger, which I decided to reread.

Dead Run

Hunting Badger

The root of the problem in Oregon is that the government owns vast stretches of land, 44% of the total West. It belongs to the United States government because of the rights of conquest or of treaties with Native Americans. If the land was obtained unfairly it belongs to the Native Americans, not Anglos who came in much later. My father-in-law in deciding cases in his court cited the maxim that thief one has priority of ownership over thief two. That is, even if the Federal government stole the land from the Indians, the ranchers cannot steal it from the government.

The National Parks are off limits to development, but the land under the Bureau of Land Management  (BLM) can be leased for other uses, logging or ranching or mining (Motto: The Land of Many Uses). Much land is also in the Forest Service.

Many ranchers have overgrazed the West, converting grasslands into sagebrush desert. As the West in in a long-term drought, the damage is made worse each year. My sources in Boulder, Utah, have told me that the Federal government leases grazing rights at a small fraction of the cost of private land. In other word, ranchers using federal land are getting enormous subsidies from the federal government. When conservationists bought up the grazing rights to try to stop overuse of the land, the ranchers, having sold the rights, sued to get them back  because the conservationists were not using the land for grazing!

So I have little sympathy with those who claim that “the land should be returned to them.” If the federal government is not the lawful owner, the Native Americans are, not the Johnny-come-latelies who showed up in the wake of the cavalry.

Furthermore, the refusal to pay already discounted fees is outrageous. Cliven Bundy caused a standoff in 2014. He had refused to pay his fees for 10 years, and owed the government a million dollars. His armed friends forced the court to back down in its attempts to collect the debt.

Cliven Bundy

In 1994 Dwight Hammond and his son Steven signed a lease for federally-owned range land. The land needed to be cleared, but the Hammonds thought that the government was taking too long to do controlled burns, so they set brush fires on leased federal land and claimed dry lightning had started them. They claimed the fires they set were on their own land and spread to public land. They were convicted and sentenced, Dwight to three months and his son to a year and a day. But the minimum sentence for arson of federal property is five years, so I higher court voided the lower sentences and ordered the Hammonds to serve the longer ones. They agreed to turn themselves in, while asking for clemency.

The five year sentence seems excessive in this case; minimum sentences often create injustices, but  forest fires can easily get out of hand and endanger lives, so the Hammonds should serve some time.

But then Ammon Bundy, the son of Cliven, and his armed friends decided to take advantage of the controversy, and occupied an administrative building at a wildlife refuge.

Ammon Bundy The government plans to cut the power off Monday. Everyone (I hope) wants to avoid another Waco, and it gets cold in January and February, so they can sit and freeze as long as they want. They brought snacks with them.

Oregon Locals

As Gershwin,  a rancher who had belonged to a militia, says in Hunting Badger:

Bastards in the Forest Survive were acting like they personally owned the mountain…We lived there all our lives, but now we couldn’t graze. Couldn’t cut wood.  Couldn’t hunt elk. And the Land Management bureaucrats were worse. We were the serfs and they were the lords. We just wanted to have some sort of voice with Congress. Get someone to remind the bureaucrats who was paying their salaries. Then the crazies moved in. EarthFirst bunch wanted to blow up the bridges the loggers were using. That sort of thing. They we got some New Age types, and survivalists and Stop World Government people.

So Navajo policeman Jim Chee and retired Lieutenant Joe Leaphorn try to figure out which of many suspect groups robbed the Ute Casino of a half-million dollars and killed a cop. They have bad memories of what happened in reality in 1998.

Three radicalized friends, Mason, Pilon, and McVean hated the government and planned something big.

Robert Mason

Robert Mason

Jason McVean

Jason McVean and Alan Pilon

In 1998 the three friends stole a water truck and robbed the Ute Casino, killing a policeman during the get-away. They had made plans, but what was their plan for the water truck? To fill it with explosives and blow up the Glen Canyon Dam? (It would take a nuclear bomb to crack the dam.) McVean had read The Monkey Wrench Gang seventeen times.

In any case their plans went aglay. Hundreds of law enforcement people descended on Bluff, Utah, and evacuated the civilians.

Recapture Lodge

Recapture Lodge

As Jim Hook, the owner of Recapture Lodge (where I have stayed many times) described it:

The air is full of helicopters and spotlights, all the bridges and entrances to town are blocked and guarded. The SWAT teams have set up skirmish lines along the river next to the lodge and on top of the cliffs. (Dead Run)

They got in other’s way and totally obliterated the tracks that the Navajos could have followed.  As Jim Chee remembered it

In the spring of 1998 he’d been involved in an exhausting, frustrating FBI-directed manhunt for two cop killers. At its chaotic worst, officers from more than twenty federal, state, county and reservation agencies had floundered around for weeks in that one with no arrest made before the federals decided to call it off by declaring the suspects “probably dead.” (Hunting Badger)

The FBI had offered a reward of $150,000, and then was surprised that bounty hunters descended en masse, further messing things up.

Mason had committed suicide early on, but the other two, Pilon and McVean, vanished. What happened to them? In October 1999 Navajo hunters found Pilon’s skeletal remains and a knapsack full of ammunition and pipe bombs. They got the reward. The skull had been blown apart, and reconstruction showed he had been shot at a downward. It wasn’t suicide. That left McVean.

A cowboy found McVean’s remains in June 1006. Where had he been between 1998 and 2006?

There are many anti-government types in the West.

For Westerners, particularly those living in the rural interior, antipathy toward the government reflects the fed’s historic control of the region, compounded by a bite-the-hand-that feeds you resentment of their dependence on Uncle Sam. (Dead Run)

(In addition to the paltry fees for the use of federal land, most of the West would remain a desert if it weren’t for the astronomical subsidies of water, the subject of Cadillac Desert).

How long had McVean survived? Had he had help from sympathizers? Another of the many  mysteries that surround the case.

 

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Childermas

December 28, 2015 in Anglicans, Liturgy 1 Comment Tags: Boy Bishop, Childermas, Holy Innocents

Childermas

Herod then with fear was filled;
‘A prince’, he said, ‘in Jewry!’
All the little boys he killed
at Bethl’em in his fury.

(Sung: Solo, Choir, Children)

Today is Childermas, Children’s Mass, the Feast of the Holy Innocents.

In the Middle Ages, both St. Nicholas’ Day and today were the times when Boy Bishops were installed.

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A boy, usually a cathedral chorister, was chosen and vested in episcopal regalia. At Vespers, when the verse deposuit potentes de sede (He hath cast down the mighty from their thrones) was sung, the bishop left his throne, and while the verse et exaltavit humiles (and He hath exalted the lowly) was being sung, the Boy Bishop sat in the throne. He gave a blessing and preached a sermon.

The boys celebrated afterwards, and sometimes things got out of hand, and both the Reformation and the Counter-Reformation largely suppressed the Boy Bishops.Boy Bishop 3

The custom has been revived in some Anglican cathedrals and parishes.

Here is one of the prayers used in the ceremony:

O Almighty God, who out of the mouths of babes and infants art pleased to perfect praise: Grant this thy son grace, that he may praise thee with a child-like heart.  Keep him, O Lord, from wandering thoughts and all irreverence, and from whatsoever other sin may most easily beset him; and make us all to glorify thy holy Name, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

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Christmas 2015

December 27, 2015 in Baltimore, Liturgy 2 Comments Tags: Baltimore, Catholic singing, Christmas, liturgical dance, no popery, The Love of St. John

On Christmas Eve we went to midnight mass (at 10 PM) at Mount Calvary Church in downtown Baltimore. The choir was in excellent form. They sang Tomas Luis de Victoria’s mass O Magnum Mysterium. Their enunciation and timing was excellent; I could follow the Latin words with no difficulty.

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Mount Calvary Church

At the beginning of mass there was a procession around the church. The servers went to the altar, where the image of the Infant was lying. A small girl carried him in the procession and laid him in the manger. The priest blessed the creche and we sang Silent Night.

Xmas 2015 creche

This explained what had happened before mass. The same  girl had gone over to the creche. She had been studying ballet, and did a plié and a pirouette before the creche; those who noticed it were in danger of dying of cuteness prostration.  I thought of the story about the Jongleur of Notre Dame, and the (fortunately vain) attempts of the Catalan bishops in the Counter-Reformation to stop dancing in church. The Spanish still have the dance of the altar boys. And David danced before the Ark.

Dance of teh Altar Boys

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We roused ourselves to go to the ten o’clock mass at the Cathedral. Outside we were greeted by some of our Protestant friends with a sign THE POPE IS ANTICHRIST  and by a bullhorn which allowed them to inform everyone within a mile that they had detected some theological errors in the Catholic Church.

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No Popery

Thomas Day wrote a book Why Catholics Can’t Sing. One would think that Christmas might be an exception, as everyone has heard the standards carols approximately 15,832 times (at least). The program even had the traditional words of the carols. But the cantor  helpfully informed everyone that the carols were also in the  hymnal. and the words in the hymnal had been made gender neutral, and therefore differed from the words in the program. Confusion, as usual, reigned.Xmas 2015 2

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And today, December 27, is the Feast of St. John the Beloved Disciple. I drink to you in the love of St. John.

There is a beautiful Catholic custom for St. John’s feast day – the blessing of wine. It is in honor of his remaining unharmed after drinking a poisoned cup of wine over which he made the Sign of the Cross. The father of the family can read Psalm 22 and then recite this prayer: ” Lord Jesus Christ, Thou didst call Thyself the vine and Thy holy apostles the branches; and out of all those who love Thee, Thou didst desire to make a good vineyard. Bless this wine and pour into it the might of Thy benediction so that everyone who drinks or takes of it, may through the intercession of Thy beloved disciple the holy apostle and evangelist John, be freed from every disease or attack of illness and obtain health of body and soul. Who livest and reignest forever. Amen.”

A toast to the love of St. John is then pledged by all the family. The father touches his glass of wine to his wife and says: “I drink to you the love of St. John” and she in turn touches the children’s (watered-down wine) goblets and says “I drink to you the love of St. John.”

The Love of St John

“Wherever the Catholic sun doth shine,
There’s always laughter and good red wine.
At least I’ve always found it so.
Benedicamus Domino!”

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The Much-Married Elizabeth Lanier Fenno and the Jackass

December 16, 2015 in Alexandre Family, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Elizabeth Lanier Fenno, famous divorce settlements, Patrck Walters, Samuel Adams Clark, Washoe Pines Ranch

 

San Antonio Light

Whenever one’s marital affairs occupy a full newspaper page, it is a bad sign.Half a Jackass

Elizabeth Lanier Fenno (1916-1969) in 1936 married my wife’s first cousin, once removed, Samuel Adams Clark, Jr. (1910-1998).  It did not work out.

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Elizabeth Lanier Fenno Clark Walters Ambrose

The San Antonio Light of December 3, 1944 reported:

When Pat and Betty Walters reached trail’s end last May and went riding off in opposite directions, they left behind a record unmatched in all the long history of ladies who pay alimony.

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Cowboy Patrick Walters

And it is refreshing to report – in a world in which American heiresses have paid king’s ransoms to dispose of husbands who have outlasted their welcome – that a lone cowboy gave up his rich wife for a jackass.

For a jackass named Jamaica – or more properly, half a jackass, because Jamaica was their joint property.

While it is true that the divorce-bound Mrs. Waters tossed in a couple of horses to cement the deal, Jamaica was the real basis of agreement. For the cowboy husband had learned to love his long-eared friend and had made Jamaica one of the best known trick performers in all the West.

So the marital knot was severed and Betty got her freedom; Pat, his jackass. A little later the loved-and-lost wrangle broke his shoulder when an unruly horse rammed into Jamaica at a Tahoe Lake rodeo.

Betty showered him with sympathy and Pat, arm in a sling, arrived in Reno again with high hopes for a reconciliation. But nay, nay, said Betty, and to prove her point she got herself a brand-new husband.

Now she’s Mrs. Vernon L. Ambrose, wife of an army sergeant with a chest-full of medals. The sergeant comes from Oakland, California. And over at the Reno Army Base they call him (of all things) Pat. Sgt. Pat and Betty were united in the imposing residence of Lloyd Root.  The sergeant won’t talk about his exploits, but it is said he was one of the last men to leave the Philippines and that he later served with valor in the several campaigns for the Dutch East Indies.

So much now for Pat No. 2.

As for Betty, when she first went to Nevada she was the fashionable Mrs. Elizabeth Fenno Clark. Stepdaughter of wealthy and socially prominent George K. Livermore, her sojourn in the land of single blessedness was intended for the usual six weeks and good-by forever to Mr. Clark via the usual divorce route.

Time passed and Samuel Adams Clark Jr. passed out of her life. But by then Betty had gone Reno. There was no turning back East for her. So she bought the old Mayberry ranch five miles west of Reno on the shores of the Truckee River – often referred to as a repository for used-up wedding rings tossed by ex-wives to jubilation and relief.

Betty won her first divorce in 1941 and afterwards began keeping company with Pat Walters, cowboy, in the fashion set by so many other elegant ladies from the East. She had met the cowpuncher at the Washoe Pines Ranch, where she had bided her time till the day of her divorce came.

Washoe Pines RanchWashoe Pines Ranch c. 1940

The days with Pat were filled with fun and the nights with moonshine.

The cowboy was an expert horseman and rodeo rider in the best traditions of the West. Besides that, he was personable and chivalrous and had the same fatal attraction that all hard-riding, bronco-busting young Westerners have for young women brought up in the far less vigorous East.

Gradually, one by one, the lone cowboy shortened the line sf suitors for Betty’s jeweled hand and heart and after a while he was the only one allowed in her corral. There he paid humble tribute to her beauty and charm in the manner of men form the Harold Bell Wright country.

He proposed and she accepted him on the spot. The stars over the cow country shone brighter. Heaven came very near. Then Betty remembered the folks back home. She wondered what her step-papa would say about her marriage to a cowboy.

So she traveled all the way back to New York for parental OK, got it, and the wedding took place on December 29, 19842, without any further ado.

The Mayberry ranch is one of Reno’s oldest landmarks and is reputed to have cost Betty $60,000. Afterwards, she ladled out more thousands to modernize it.  And when the cowboy and his lady settled down for life (?) they spurned any suggestion they operate it as a dude ranch and kept it as a love nest.

Hither came scores of Betty’s New York friends to see her new husband and get a touch of Western atmosphere with all its “heartiness.”

Betty’s friends accepted Pat as a real cowboy with spurs that jingled, jingled, jingled, and Pat liked them too. Liked some of them a little too much, it was whispered around Reno.

Anyway, whether he did or didn’t, Betty finally roped, tied and delivered him to the Reno divorce court. On May 19 last, she was awarded her decree on grounds of mental cruelty.

At the time Mrs. Walters was planning her course of action, the cowboy, a master at breaking and training wild horses, if not women, was practicing his art near the Tanforan racetrack in California.

Jamaica

Jamaica the Jackass

Jamaica the jackass was with him, performing for the amusement of the many cash customers at a rodeo.Patrick Walters 1

The cowboy said he’d be glad to oblige Mrs. Walters on condition that she relinquish all rights to Jamaica, which had been given to the couple as a wedding gift by Deborah Hull, owner of the Washoe Pines Ranch.

Betty said it was a bargain and Pat duly made his appearance in court. After the customary time the mills of divorce ground out the customary decree and Pat and Jamaica were free.

And so it was another cowboy failed to make the grade in Reno’s vast and ever-milling matrimonial roundup. So far as is known the smashed-up romance was the last of the so-called successful marriages of cowboys and great ladies from the big city.

Definitely it is the only case on record where a man turned in his wife for half a jackass.

Betty’s marriage to Ambrose lasted at least long enough to produce a daughter, Elizabeth Ann Ambrose (1946-2006). The daughter tried to break the spendthrift trust that her mother had set up for her, but to no avail.

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Sexual Abuse in Protestant Churches

December 7, 2015 in clergy sex abuse scandal, Protestantism No Comments Tags: clergy sex abuse scandal, Protestantism, Spotlight, “Boz” Tchividjian

In my book Sacrilege I said that I thought child abuse by clergy was not just a Catholic problem; the Catholic Church is big and keeps records. Most Protestant churches have far greater congregational autonomy and weak central record keeping, so it is easier for child abuse to disappear. The problem is not new.

Protestant churches in the nineteenth century were beset by scandals.

The Chicago Times in 1872 criticized “the extreme laxity which has commenced to govern certain denominations in accepting candidates for holy orders, and the mildness with which lesser offenses that infallibly lead to greater ones are excused.” The Chicago Times also editorialized: “The clergyman, like the physician, has extraordinary facilities for the commission of a certain class of crimes, and those facilities are such as to heap double damnation upon him if he is sufficiently diabolical to make use of them.”

“Boz” Tchividjian is a grandchild of Billy Graham and a professor at Liberty University. He saw Spotlight and sees the same dynamics at work in Protestantism as were at work in Boston:

My friend Christa Brown, who was sexually abused by her Baptist youth pastor, writes, “Eddie [pastor] always said that God had chosen me for something special. I guess I really wanted to believe that. Doesn’t every kid want to think they’re special? Besides, who was I to question a man of God? It wasn’t my place.” The sinister reality is that sex offenders who hold positions of authority while carrying Bibles and quoting scripture are treacherous, regardless of whether they are called priest, pastor, or reverend. It’s not just a Catholic problem.

And

I couldn’t help but recall the countless cases I have encountered in Protestant circles where offending pastors, missionaries, and other leaders have been reassigned or allowed to quietly resign all in an effort to insulate the institution. The youth pastor who rapes a child and is transferred to a new church and given a going away party; the pedophile missionary physician who is quietly sent home from the mission field; the church volunteer who admits to sexually abusing a child and is simply directed by the church leadership to move quietly to another state. The list could go on and on. It’s not just a Catholic problem.

In addition to quietly moving or reassigning offenders, many Protestant institutions are no less savvy than the Boston Archdiocese in using money, shame, and guilt to influence survivors and their families to remain silent.

And

That same deadly silence permeates inside many Protestant institutions. For example, many Protestant leaders who aren’t shy about speaking out on a wide variety of spiritual and cultural issues will often refuse to speak out against specific cases of child sexual abuse. They defend such silence by claiming something like, “We don’t know all the facts and don’t want to tarnish the reputation of someone who has done so much good.” Tragically, what often seems to be the real reason behind such silence is a fear of losing friendships, speaking engagements, book contracts, and other types of “influence”. It’s not just a Catholic problem.

Silence is not just limited to leaders. Just like in the Catholic Church, too many within Protestant congregations prefer to remain ignorant.

People do not want to know the truth. It is uncomfortable and inconvenient. Abusers are often powerful, popular, and manipulative.

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Obama and Police Militarization

December 4, 2015 in terrorism, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: demilitarizing police, Obama, riots, San Bernardino, SWAT, terrorism

Police militarization

The Obama administration is reclaiming the military equipment that the Federal government gave to police departments. In May 2015

President Barack Obama announced a new executive order aimed at making sure that situation — more often associated with Palestine or Cairo’s Tahrir Square than America’s heartland — doesn’t happen again. Speaking in Camden, New Jersey, the president banned the Pentagon from issuing some surplus military hardware — including rifles, grenade launchers and armored vehicles — to police departments nationwide.

This is being carried out:

Many law enforcement agencies around the country, including in Michigan, have hand-me-down military equipment.

Now, the federal government wants some of it back.

Muskegon County Sheriff Dean Roesler says most of the discarded military equipment the county once owned was given to other police departments in the state. That was done because Muskegon County’s Emergency Response Team disbanded in March.

Under the President’s executive order, police agencies have until April 1 to return bayonets, grenade launchers, camouflage uniforms, and large-caliber weapons. Most departments in the state didn’t get that equipment.

What they do have in some places are armored vehicles that move on tracks. The government wants those back, too.

“It is just not practicale on surface streets,” said Sheriff Roesler, adding that the one Muskegon owned was returned this week. “We were planning to return it anyway, because we just were not using it.”

Obama’s executive order does allow police departments to keep ex-military vehicles that move on wheels.

“It does not impact us directly; however, I do disagree with the order,” the sheriff said.

Several law enforcement agencies in Michigan are returning similar armored vehicles. Roesler says the vehicle’s weapons were removed, so they were mostly used to protect SWAT and emergency response teams.

“This perception that police are using them to create a hostile environment for our citizens is totally false,” the sheriff said. While this one Muskegon County once owned was seldom used, it could have been used in a hostage situation “to try and mitigate a hostile event and to provide officer safety and citizen and officer rescue if necessary.”

Roesler, like so many in law enforcement, said he hopes they never have to use their heavy equipment, and now he has less of it to use if there ever is a need.

The equipment that’s being turned over may eventually be used by the Department of Defense as targets at military training ranges.

In San Bernardino the SWAT team was going through an active shooter drill minutes away from the terrorist attack and was able to be on the scene within four minutes. They used their military equipment.

San Bernardino SWAT

On the day of the mass shooting in San Bernardino, Calif., the city’s SWAT team was training for an active shooter situation just minutes away from the scene of the massacre.

“We were just working through scenarios when this call went out,” says Lt. Travis

Walker says they’d decided to train on Wednesday in part to learn some lessons from the deadly shooting in Colorado Springs, Colo., last week. This response isn’t unique to San Bernardino; in the weeks since the terrorist attacks in Paris, local law enforcement agencies around the country have been preparing for the possibility of more challenging attacks. In San Bernardino on Wednesday morning, Walker was running his officers through scenarios with volunteers playing the role of shooters.

“We’d just finished a training scenario that involved multiple shooters at multiple locations within a small confined area,” he says.

The Obama administration is unhappy that the San Bernardino attack may undermine its efforts to demilitarize the police:

Most policing experts agree this kind of gear is needed, but some of the more reform-minded experts are also apprehensive. They’re watching for the fallout from attacks like this.

“What went through my mind was the fear that people were going to jump to the conclusion that, oh, my gosh, we have to go back to just being warriors,” says Sue Rahr, who runs the police academy in Washington state. Rahr was part of President Obama’s Task Force on 21st Century Policing, where she argued strongly for police to think of themselves less as warriors and more as “guardians.”

“Frankly, the most important thing we can do is figure out ways to prevent or predict when these are going to happen so we can stop them before they happen,” she says, “because there’s no way — with the best training and equipment in the world, we [only] have about two or three minutes before the worst of it is usually over.

The United States, unlike most countries, prohibits the use of the armed forces within the country. But there are occasions, such as riots and terrorist attacks, when ordinary police equipment is inadequate. Obama thinks that militarized police are a bigger danger than rioters or terrorists; he may even be right, in terms of casualties, but most Americans fear criminals and terrorists more than they do the police, even if the police over-react. Most Americans: but not the Obama administration and many of its supporters.

PS: this is not a simple left-right matter. Many libertarians do not like a militarized police, but most of the criticism of the police comes from the left, which sees terrorism as a distraction from real problems like climate change and does not want to see its constituency arrested, convicted of felonies, and stripped of the vote.

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San Bernardino

December 4, 2015 in terrorism, Uncategorized 1 Comment Tags: Homeland Security., San Bernardino, terrorism

A few observations about the shootings

  1. Obama assured Americans that there was no indication that there would be an attack in America like the attack in Paris: “the president also went out of his way to stress there was “no specific and credible intelligence indicating a plot on the homeland”. To me it looks like a small scale copycat attack.
  2. The woman Tafsheen Malik was vetted by Homeland Security, the same organization that is supposed to vet Syrian refugees to assure that no terrorists get into the United States. Malik pledged allegiance to ISIS on her Facebook page. As of November 17 the administration assured us:

     The Obama administration is defending its process for screening Syrian migrants as rigorous and safe, following the declaration of more than half the nation’s governors that they would not accept the refugees in their states.

    On Monday, Department of State spokesman Mark Toner said Syrian refugees go through stringent screening. “We stand by our process,” Toner said. “We take very seriously the security of the United States.”

  3. The FBI is reluctant to call it a terrorist attack because the shooters did not go after a high profile target but after a Christmas party in a poor, largely unknown city. My guess is that the shooters thought they had been detected (which apparently had not been the case), and decided to go after a close, easy target before they were arrested. They had an enormous amount of ammunition (more than 1,600 rounds of ammunition with them and another 4,500 at their house) and a bomb making facility:

The attackers who killed 14 at a San Bernardino holiday party had set up a bomb-making factory in their home garage and planned to use Christmas tree lights to set off their explosives, according to documents obtained by NBC News.

When law enforcement searched the residence of Syed Farook and Tafsheen Malik at 53 North Center Street in Redlands, California, 8 miles from the site of Wednesday’s attack, they found that “the garage was set up as a bomb making facility including metal-working equipment.

San Bernardino car

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Spotlight and the Prophet Isaiah

December 1, 2015 in Catholic Church, clergy sex abuse scandal 1 Comment Tags: Catholic Church, sexual abuse, Spotlight

Isaiah

As Spotlight intimated, orphans and children from poor and broken families, were especially the target of abusive priests in Boston. The ecclesiastical hierarchy intimidated the families, who thought they were unable to fight the money, power, and influence of the clergy. It was a class conflict of the powerful vs. the powerless.

Here are a few thoughts from Isaiah on the matter:

The haughty eyes of people shall be brought low, and the pride of everyone shall be humbled; and the Lord alone will be exalted in that day. For the Lord of hosts has a day against all that is proud and lofty, against all that is lifted up and high; against all the cedars of Lebanon, lofty and lifted up; and against all the oaks of Bashan; against all the high mountains, and against all the lofty hills; against every high tower, and against every fortified wall; against all the ships of Tarshish, and against all the beautiful craft. The haughtiness of people shall be humbled, and the pride of everyone shall be brought low; and the Lord alone will be exalted on that day.

For Jerusalem has stumbled and Judah has fallen, because their speech and their deeds are against the Lord, defying his glorious presence. The look on their faces bears witness against them; they proclaim their sin like Sodom, they do not hide it. Woe to them! For they have brought evil on themselves.

O my people, your leaders mislead you, and confuse the course of your paths. The Lord rises to argue his case; he stands to judge the peoples. The Lord enters into judgment with the elders and princes of his people: It is you who have devoured the vineyard; the spoil of the poor is in your houses. What do you mean by crushing my people, by grinding the face of the poor? says the Lord God of hosts.

Whoever is left in Zion and remains in Jerusalem will be called holy, everyone who has been recorded for life in Jerusalem, once the Lord has washed away the filth of the daughters of Zion and cleansed the bloodstains of Jerusalem from its midst by a spirit of judgment and by a spirit of burning. Then the Lord will create over the whole site of Mount Zion and over its places of assembly a cloud by day and smoke and the shining of a flaming fire by night. Indeed over all the glory there will be a canopy. It will serve as a pavilion, a shade by day from the heat, and a refuge and a shelter from the storm and rain.

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Spotlight: Review

November 29, 2015 in Catholic Church, sexual abuse, Uncategorized 1 Comment Tags: Boston Globe, Catholic Church, clericalism, sexual abuse, Spotlight

Spotlight poster

I saw Spotlight last night. I found the movie sobering, understated, and well-crafted. I did not become deeply involved until March 2002, but as far as I know the film presents matters accurately, especially in its portrayal of the emotional roller coaster that everyone went through.

The reviews have been 99% positive. Here is the summary from Roger Ebert:
Tom McCarthy’s superb “Spotlight,” co-written by McCarthy and Josh Singer, is the story of that investigation. “Spotlight” is a great newspaper movie of the old-school model, calling up not only obvious comparisons with “All the President’s Men” and “Zodiac,” two movies with similar devotion to the sometimes crushingly boring gumshoe part of reportage, but also Cary Grant and Rosalind Russell shouting into adjacent phones in “His Girl Friday.” At a late moment in “Spotlight,” there’s an image of the presses printing off the edition that carries the church abuse story. Such a scene is so de rigueur in newspaper movies that it borders on cliche, but in “Spotlight” it is a moment of intense emotion. The truth in that edition, the evil it describes, will be a wound in the psyche of millions, but it must come out.

The Spotlight team is editor Walter “Robby” Robinson (Michael Keaton), and three reporters, Michael Rezendes (Mark Ruffalo), Sacha Pfeiffer (Rachel McAdams), and Matty Carroll (Brian d’Arcy James). John Slattery plays Globe managing deputy editor Ben Bradlee Jr.. All of the reporters are locals, and everyone has some connection to the Catholic Church (referred to as only “The Church”). When a new editor, Marty Baron (Liev Schreiber), comes on board, he is perceived as an outsider because he’s not from Boston at all (he is first seen boning up on the city by devouring “The Curse of the Bambino.”) In an initial meeting with Robby, Baron brings up a recent piece by a Globe columnist about the Boston archdiocese’s potentially shady handling of various abuse cases. Baron suggests the story could be perfect for the Spotlight team. Robby hesitates, but Baron gently pushes: “This strikes me as an essential story for a local paper.” It’s a great line, and it’s so underplayed by Schreiber that you might miss its effectiveness. This goes for his entire performance. Right before the church-abuse edition goes to print, they all meet in Marty’s office, and he looks through a hard copy of the story, crossing out words, murmuring to himself, “Adjectives.” That is a newspaper man.

Holed up in a cluttered basement office, the Spotlight team exhibit the behavior of people who spend more time with one another than they do with their own families. Personal details about their lives are at a minimum. Sacha goes to church every Sunday with her grandmother, a ritual she finds increasingly painful. Rezendes’ marriage is on the rocks. Matty has a couple of kids, and a big magnet on his refrigerator emblazoned with an American flag and “Remember 9/11” on it. We know who these people are.

At first the team focuses on one former priest, John J. Geoghan, alleged to have molested many children years ago. But Baron urges them to remember that the story is bigger than just one “bad apple” priest. He wants to go after the whole system. The corruption is obviously systemic, but the key issue becomes: did Cardinal Law know? That’s the big game Spotlight is after. “The Curse of the Bambino” may have taught Baron about Red Sox Nation, but a meet-and-greet with Cardinal Law (a creepily sincere Len Cariou) during Baron’s first week on the job is even more illuminating. Baron is stunned at Law’s assumption that the Boston Globe would work with the Catholic Church.

Sacha and Michael question the adult victims willing to come forward, who are so traumatized they can’t find the words to describe what was taken from them. A couple of lawyers (played by Billy Crudup and Stanley Tucci) sit on opposite ends of the spectrum of dealing with the Catholic Church from a legal standpoint.

McCarthy and his entire team, from production designers to location scouts to extras casting directors, get Boston right. Different neighborhoods (Back Bay, Southie) are used as shorthand for entire worlds. There are clear class divides (predator priests often worked in low-income neighborhoods, targeting boys who needed father figures). The atmosphere is very “Boston”: having a beer on the back porch in the dead of winter or arguing about work over hot dogs at Fenway. Boston, with its confusing colonial-era streets and church spires jutting into the sky on practically every corner, is the soul of the movie. “Spotlight” feels local.

“Spotlight” also shows a deeper truth, the level of psychological trauma brought on by abuse, not just to the victims, but to horrified Catholics everywhere. “Spotlight” takes faith seriously. An ex-priest turned psychiatrist is an important source, and when he’s asked how Catholics reconcile the abuse scandal with their faith, he replies, “My faith is in the eternal. I try to separate the two.” Mark Ruffalo modulates his performance over the course of the film at a world-class level, moving from a patient dogged investigator to a rumpled maniac racing through courthouses, chasing down cabs and screaming at his boss. In a raw moment, he confesses to Sacha that even though he stopped going to church years ago, he always assumed that one day he would go back. “I had that in my back pocket,” he says, glancing at her with a flash of anguish. “Spotlight” makes the issue of lost faith visceral by taking the time to let it breathe, letting it play its part in the story.

The newspaper world has changed a lot since 2002. Things look pretty grim. But good long-form journalism still exists (the recent New York Times series about the conditions for nail salon workers is a good example). Such work is as important now as it has ever been. “Spotlight” is the kind of movie where a scene showing a group of reporters huddled over church directories, taking notes in silence, becomes a gripping sequence. (It’s reminiscent of the row of mission control guys in “Apollo 13,” whipping out their slide rules as one, thereby almost single-handedly expanding the concept of heroism.) “Spotlight,” with all its pain and urgency, is a pure celebration of journalists doing what they do best.


Here is my reaction to the film:

All the institutions in Boston failed: the church hierarchy, the laity, the police, even the Globe, which tossed Saviano’s evidence the first time he sent it, even one of the reporters on the Spotlight team, who had not followed up a warning about 20 abusive priests in the archdiocese.

Outside of the time frame of the film, we know that cardinals and popes failed. John Paul II ignored specific and reliable reports of child abuse, and protected the incestuous molester drug addict Maciel. Everyone turned away their faces from the victims.

The film also show the range of emotions that those who were investigating the abuse experienced, and I went through them to. Disgust: reading the El Paso case was like dipping your hand into a septic tank. Disbelief: did a bishop really go into the Mexican desert to hold black masses with his abusive priests? Doubts: victims were suspicious of everyone, including me, and were often emotional wrecks. Obsessiveness: I was working seven days a week, 80-90 hours a week, and would get up at 3 AM to work several hours.  Anger. Bitterness. The ruined lives of the victims. The sadness of the lost faith of the reporters.

Here are some thoughts on three matters:

The abusers

Some (many?) were clever psychopaths, who could manipulate victims, their families, the police, the bishops. But others were losers. All of them were interested in both control and sex, treating their victims like marionettes, like toys. Many were immature homosexuals, mamma’s boys, who went into the priesthood because it was free from masculine demands. They were the same emotional age as their victims, and they had many victims because they liked 14 year olds, and boys kept aging out. They all knew they could abuse with few consequences. Perhaps they would be transferred, or sent for a vacation to a treatment center, but nothing worse would happen to them. They were protected. Perhaps 7-10% of priests in the United States had a sexual relationship with a minor, mostly adolescents, mostly males.

Complicity and Enabling

Sipe blames celibacy. He thinks many, perhaps 50%, of priests are having sex, mostly with adults, and this creates an atmosphere of shared sexual secrets which makes everyone reluctant to blow the whistle on abuse. Perhaps. A bigger element was clericalism, which placed the clergy on a pedestal, or at least made them immune from lay supervision. This has a legal ancestor on the privilege of clergy which exempted clerics from harsh medieval justice. In response to Protestantism, the Catholic Church exalted the priesthood far above the laity. In the United States, priests were among the few educated members of an immigrant church.

In Boston, as Spotlight emphasizes, the Catholic Church was like a club. It did good, and also gave people the opportunity to network for many purposes, including business. It was to everyone’s advantage (except the victims’) to pretend that everything was basically OK. If you broke silence, you were eased of the club, lost business, lost contacts, were isolated.

While there are uniquely Catholic, and even Bostonian, tendencies that contributed to the abuse and its toleration, the ultimate reasons go deeper. The Anglicans have had similar problems. Marie Fortune, a religious sociologist, started a journal to deal with abuse – physical, sexual, and emotional –  and religion (and it occurs in all religions). The journal failed; no one was interested. People turn away their faces; they don’t want to know. How many times have you heard “I don’t want to get involved.”

The Explosion

I am no prophet, but I detect the hand of Providence in all this to purify a church which had grown corrupt. It was a unique moment: the internet had begun to make information available, but had not yet destroyed newspapers. Newspapers still had the resources to conduct such a massive investigation. The editor of the Globe was an outsider, who was willing to upset the apple cart. Judge Sweeney ruled to release the personnel files of abusive priests. The American justice system is one of the most open in the world and unlike European courts does not place the protection of the privacy of criminals higher than the public’s right to know. The 9/11 attack had awakened the American public to the fragility of existence and the working of dark forces.

The Globe’s work set off first a national and then an international investigation and reform which is still going on. Some progress has been made, but even in the United States some bishops still play games to protect abusers. Outside of the United States bishops are largely clueless. In Germany convicted abuser priests work in parishes. The third world thinks it has bigger problems than abusive priests.

The world will never be perfect, but thanks to the work of reporters, it has changed in one respect for the better. Some children will not be abused, they will not grow up with ruined lives and commit suicide slowly or quickly.

Thank you, reporters of the Boston Globe and throughout the world.

Spotlight reporters

 

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TJ, UVA, and Historical Memory

November 28, 2015 in Uncategorized 2 Comments Tags: racism, Sally Hemings, slavery, Thomas Jefferson, Woodrow Wilson

I wonder how the University of Virginia, where I did my graduate work, is handling the current craze to obliterate the memory of all those, such as Woodrow Wilson, whom activists regard as racists.

UVA and TJ

What is the University going to do with Thomas Jefferson, slave owner? – one of the “loudest yelpers after liberty” who was also “a driver of Negro slaves” (Samuel Johnson). And not merely slave owner, but one who kept a mulatto mistress, Sally Hemings, his late wife’s half-sister. And one whose expensive tastes led him live far beyond his means, who therefore left an enormous debt, which his slaves (except Sally’s children) had to be sold to pay.  But who founded the University, designed its buildings, enshrined religious liberty in the laws of Virginia, declared our independence, and doubled the size of the United States.

Human beings have a strong tendency to want to escape responsibility, and one way is by regarding their governors as flawless persons. Our presidents were all politicians, and had the characteristic flaws of politicians, especially narcissism and a tendency to exploit others. Catholics want to the Pope to be a sinless oracle, so they don’t have to weigh his actions and words, but accept them as the very actions and voice of God. But they are only men, not gods.

Monticello slavery

When I first visited Monticello, many decades ago, slavery was not even mentioned. Now there is also a tour that describes the life of those whose work supported Jefferson’s career. I think that is the proper approach. Along with memorials to Jefferson, there should be memorials to those mostly nameless slaves whose lives made Jefferson’s work possible. And a reminder that Jefferson’s failure to deal with slavery and put it on the course to extinction led to the worst war that America has ever had, in which brother killed brother.

Jefferson had written

“The whole commerce between master and slave is a perpetual exercise of the most boisterous passions, the most unremitting despotism on the one part, and degrading submissions on the other,” and “I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just; that his justice cannot sleep forever.” But he failed to act.

I am no fan of Woodrow Wilson. His policies in Central and Eastern Europe led to untold deaths and suffering that continues to this day. And I suspect that his advocacy of segregation in the United States was connected to his policy in Europe, a policy which encouraged ethnically homogenous states. But he cannot be obliterated from the history of Princeton. Photographs of the blacks who lost their jobs in the federal government and of the refugees his policies created in Europe could be added to his commemorations, to remind students of the complexity and ambiguity of history.

rEUGEES 1920

Refugees 1920

Also Princeton students there seem to have lost their sense of irony. They are proposing segregated living halls and programs to protest the legacy of a segregationist.

 

 

 

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Henry Effingham Lawrence, Dry Goods Merchant

November 23, 2015 in Genealogy, Lawrence Family, Uncategorized No Comments Tags: Cliffside, Daniel Trimble, Genealogy, Henry Effingham Lawrence. Snedens Landing

Henry Effingham Lawrence of Snedens Landing

Henry Effingham Lawrence

Henry Effingham Lawrence was born 1829, the son of Joseph Lawrence (one of the first presidents of the U.S. Trust Co. and president of the New York State Bank) and Rosetta Townsend. He married Lydia Greene Underhill; they had four children: Edith, Joseph, Margaret, and Mary Trimble.

Lydia was a Quaker but was read out of meeting for marrying Henry, and Episcopalian.

Lydia Green Underhill younger

Lydia Greene Underhill

Mary Trimble was apparently named for Merritt Trimble, the husband of her mother’s sister, Mary Underhill.

Henry was taken into the dry goods firm of Lawrence, Trimble, & Co,  where his father Joseph was a partner. Daniel Trimble committed suicide in 1850 by jumping from the Hoboken ferry in a fit of despondency. The firm was renamed Lawrence, Taylor, and Co., 314 Broadway, and went through several other renamings.

Henry Effingham lawrence business

Henry’s house in Manhattan was at 57 East Twenty-fifth St. near Madison Square; Merritt Trimble lived next door, and other Lawrences also occupied houses on the block. The family went to Grace Church, where they occupied the pew immediately behind the future Edith Wharton. Henry summered with his family at a farm named Arcadia at Snedens Landing, opposite Dobbs Ferry.

Snedens Landing 1858

Snedens Landing, 1858

He purchased a mile of Hudson River waterfront and in 1876 built Cliffside. It was designed by J. Cleveland Cady , who also designed the old Metropolitan Opera House. The house had a pipe organ and contained Henry’s collection of Hudson River School paintings. Henry imported ginko and paulownia trees for his garden.

Snedens Landing Map 1874

Map 1874

Cliffside drawing

Cady’s Drawing of Cliffside

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Cliffside Today

Henry was living at Cliffside when he died  in 1890. He left to each of his four children $30,000 ($800,000 to each in 2015 dollars, a total of $3,200,000 in 2015 dollars) and the remainder to his wife.

 

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Captain James Lawrence, Hero or….

November 16, 2015 in Lawrence Family, Uncategorized 7 Comments Tags: Capt. James Lawrence, Dont Give Up the Ship, heroism, recklessness, USS Chesapeake

James Lawrence by Gilbert Stuart

James Lawrence by Gilbert Stewart

U.S. Naval Academy Museum

Captain James Lawrence, the source of the navy’s motto Don’t give up the ship!  is probably the most famous of my wife’s relatives. He is her third cousin, six times removed.

He was born on October 1, 1781 in Burlington, New Jersey, in this house:

James Lawrene NJ house

He married Julia Montaudevert and had two children, Mary Neil (1810-1843) and James Montaudevert (1813-1814).

Julia Montaudevert

Julia Montaudevert

Descendant of French Privateers in the Indian Ocean

This is the official story (from Wikipedia). James was the

son of John and Martha (Tallman) Lawrence. His mother died when he was an infant and his Loyalist father fled to Canada during the American Revolution, leaving his half-sister to care for the infant. Though Lawrence studied law, he entered the United States Navy as a midshipman in 1798.

During the Quasi-War with France, he served on USS Ganges and the frigate USS Adams in the Caribbean. He was commissioned a lieutenant on April 6, 1802 and served aboard USS Enterprise in the Mediterranean, taking part in a successful attack on enemy craft on 2 June 1803.

In February 1804, he was second in command during the expedition to destroy the captured frigate USS Philadelphia. Later in the conflict he commanded Enterprise and a gunboat in battles with the Tripolitans. He was also First Lieutenant of the frigate Adams and, in 1805, commanded the small Gunboat No. 6 during a voyage across the Atlantic to North Africa.

Although Gunboats No. 2 through 10 (minus No. 7) arrived in the Mediterranean too late to see action, they remained there with Commodore Rodgers’s squadron until summer 1806, at which time they sailed back to the United States. On 12 June 1805 Gunboat No. 6 encountered a Royal Navy vessel that impressed three seamen.

Subsequently, Lieutenant Lawrence commanded the warships USS Vixen, USS Wasp and USS Argus. In 1810, he also took part in trials of an experimental spar torpedo. Promoted to the rank of Master Commandant in November 1810, he took command of the sloop of war USS Hornet a year later and sailed her to Europe on a diplomatic mission. From the beginning of the War of 1812, Lawrence and Hornet cruised actively, capturing the privateer Dolphin in July 1812. Later in the year Hornet blockaded the British sloop HMS Bonne Citoyenne at Bahia, Brazil, and on 24 February 1813 captured HMS Peacock.

James Lawrenec US Chesapeake

USS Chesapeake

Upon his return to the United States in March, Lawrence learned of his promotion to Captain. Two months later he took command of the frigate Chesapeake, then preparing for sea at Boston. He left port on 1 June 1813 and immediately engaged the blockading Royal Navy frigate Shannon in a fierce battle.

James Lawrence battle

Although slightly smaller, the British ship disabled Chesapeake with gunfire within the first few minutes. Captain Lawrence, mortally wounded by small arms fire, ordered his officers, “Don’t give up the ship. Fight her till she sinks.” Or “Tell them to fire faster; don’t give up the ship.” 

James Lawrence death 2

Men carried him below, and his crew was overwhelmed by a British boarding party shortly afterward. James Lawrence died of his wounds on 4 June 1813, while his captors directed Chesapeake to Halifax, Nova Scotia.

After Lawrence’s death was reported to his friend and fellow officer Oliver Hazard Perry, he ordered a large blue battle ensign, stitched with the phrase “Dont Give Up The Ship” in bold white letters. The Perry Flag was displayed on his flagship during a victorious engagement against the British on Lake Erie in September 1813. The original flag is displayed in the Naval Academy Museum and a replica is displayed in Memorial Hall at the United States Naval Academy in Annapolis, Maryland. A replica is also on view at Perry’s Victory and International Peace Memorial, on South Bass Island, Ohio.

James Lawrence Dont

Lawrence was buried with military honors at present-day CFB Halifax, Nova Scotia, but reinterred at Trinity Church Cemetery in New York City.

James Lawrence inscription

He was survived by his wife, Julia (Montaudevert) Lawrence, who lived until 1865, and their two-year-old daughter, Mary Neill Lawrence. In 1838 Mary married a Navy officer, Lt. William Preston Griffin.

Here is my wife at her cousin’s grave:

James Lawrence and Maidie

A British designer who creates historically correct clothing has recreated the clothing of Lawrence and his British opponents as her master’s thesis:

James Lawrence uniform

James Lawrence’s uniform

James Lawrence Crew

Captain James Lawrence, USN. ~ Seaman Robert Bates, USN. ~ Captain Philip Bowes Vere Broke, RN. ~ Bo’s’un William Stevens, RN

A great story. It gave the American Navy a hero and a motto. But someone has given a different version of Lawrence’s last battle:

Tom Halsted, a Gloucester writer and sailor, is the great-great-grandson of James Curtis, a midshipman who, as a 15-year-old, was Lawrence’s aide-de-camp on the Chesapeake. Halsted in this article in the Globe described what actually happened:

Given the way it has echoed through the years, you might think Lawrence’s memorable plea marked a heroic moment in the history of American armed forces. It didn’t. Not only did Lawrence’s surviving crew give up the ship almost immediately after his exhortation, but historians and military analysts would later conclude that Lawrence had disobeyed orders to avoid combat in the first place, then committed a series of tactical blunders that all but guaranteed he and his ship would lose.

Rather than a heroic stand, what took place that day and after was one of the most spectacular—and fraudulent—public relations coups in American military history. It was carried out with the full support of the public. And to look back on what really happened, as it has been pieced together by historians since, is to appreciate how little has changed about one aspect of war: our need to transform even the most pointless losses into a noble, defiant message.

IF TELEVISION had existed, the battle between the Shannon and the Chesapeake would have been a prime-time event. The skirmish took place about a year into the War of 1812, which had broken out over several grievances with Britain, including onerous trade restrictions imposed by the British and the illegal boarding of American vessels in search of British deserters. Once war was declared, the British Royal Navy began hobbling American trade by blockading ports, including Boston, with warships based in Nova Scotia.

In late May 1813, Captain Philip Broke sailed the HMS Shannon, flagship of the blockading British squadron, into Massachusetts Bay alone, knowing the Americans had only one frigate ready for sea in Boston. On June 1, the Chesapeake rose to the bait.

Unlike most sea battles, which take place far from land, the whole encounter seemed made for public consumption. Spectators lined the rooftops in Boston and along the North Shore, and commanders of both ships repeatedly had to warn a boisterous spectator fleet of yachts and small boats to stay clear.

The first shot was fired at 6 p.m., the last at 6:11. The colors were struck at 6:15. The roar of cannon fire, the stabbing flames from the cannons’ mouths, and the smoke of battle could be heard and seen all along the coast.

Nearly every American observing the preparation for battle was confident the Americans would win. American ships had astonished the world in recent months by repeatedly defeating supposedly superior British naval forces, starting when the US frigate Constitution defeated the HMS Guerrière.

In Boston, plans were laid for a banquet to celebrate the anticipated victory of the Chesapeake over the Shannon, including places at the table for the defeated British officers. But none of the         unnecessary defeat. He had had strict orders to avoid contact with the enemy and instead to slip through their blockade in order to harass enemy merchant ships in the Gulf of Saint Lawrence. These he totally disobeyed, losing a frigate and his life in the process.


His famous exhortation, too, was breached immediately. With no American officers on deck to formally surrender, the British officers now in command of the Chesapeake’s quarterdeck simply declared the fighting over, raised the British colors over the American flag, and imprisoned the surviving American crewmen below decks. The two ships sailed off in tandem to the British naval headquarters in Halifax, Nova Scotia, leaving the American spectators dumbfounded.

No American heroes emerged from the engagement. The first and second lieutenants were wounded, the fourth lieutenant killed. Third Lieutenant William Cox was never able to regain the deck after taking Lawrence below, and was therefore made the scapegoat, convicted of leaving his place of duty, and dismissed from the Navy in disgrace. (His family and descendants tried for years to clear his name. Finally, in 1952, President Truman pardoned Cox and posthumously restored him to his former rank.)

Lawrence died en route to Halifax. Having committed a succession of bad decisions that all but guaranteed the loss of his ship and many of her crew, he should have been disgraced. Instead, he was lionized: given a funeral in Canada with full military honors, buried there, then disinterred and brought back to Boston for another funeral, reburied in Salem, dug up once more, and finally buried for good at Trinity Church in New York.

Though the true disgrace was Lawrence’s, the American public would not allow it. They had wanted a victory on June 1, and if they could not have a victory, at least they wanted a hero—and a story that helped them find nobility in defeat. The details of the war might seem distant, but the impulse to create heroes in the wake of pointless loss is as familiar as Custer’s Last Stand or the saga of Pat Tillman in Afghanistan. Two centuries ago, we were already seeing the picture we wanted—and, in that spirit, Lawrence’s failures were forgotten and his memory reshaped to position him as the hero he always wanted to be.


 

James Lawrence ship drawing

 

What really happened in war is often very difficult to ascertain. Did Lawrence act imprudently at the end of his career, The Naval History blog of the U. S Naval Institute tells this version of the event:

One American officer who contributed to these early triumphs over the Royal Navy was James Lawrence. On 24 February 1813, Lawrence’s sloop of war Hornet reduced HM brig-sloop Peacock to a sinking state in the space of fifteen minutes, killing and wounding more than a quarter of its crew. In recognition of this win, Lawrence was promoted to captain and given command of the frigate Chesapeake, then lying at Boston. Among the missions the Navy Department contemplated for Chesapeake at this time was the seizure and destruction of British transports and supply ships en route from England to Canada.

When Lawrence arrived in Boston on 20 May to assume command of Chesapeake he found his ship short of men and still in need of refitting for its intended voyage. He also discovered two British frigates cruising in the waters off Boston Harbor, awaiting the opportunity to intercept and capture any American vessel attempting to enter or depart from that port. By the 25th, only one British warship, the frigate Shannon, remained in view blockading the harbor.

Lured by the prospect of laurels in another single-ship combat with the enemy, and anxious to engage Shannon before that ship was reinforced, Lawrence hastened to ready Chesapeake for battle. Although Chesapeake and Shannon were nearly evenly matched in size and power, the latter vessel held a decided advantage over its American counterpart in unit cohesiveness and training, especially gunnery. On 1 June when Lawrence sailed Chesapeake out to meet Shannon, he had directed his crew for less than two weeks, while Shannon’s captain, Philip Broke, had commanded his vessel for seven years.

This disparity in experience and service gave the well-trained Shannons the edge in the battle that ensued. After a hard-fought, bloody action lasting only a quarter of an hour, the American frigate struck her colors to Shannon.

A comment of that blog seems more consistent with Halsted’s version:

Then too, the prevailing wisdom, then and now, is that Lawrence was over-confident and took too much for granted. In an unbroken string of five American victories in ship-to-ship open-ocean duels (three of them frigate battles) Lawrence likely assumed his engagement with Shannon would be no different. Naval historians say Lawrence had no business taking on Shannon–it was not in his orders. he was actually under orders from the Navy Department to break out of Boston harbor and raid British merchant shipping in the Atlantic, not engage in single-ship battles. Additionally, had he had time to learn more about his opponent prior to the action, he might have been a little less rash in running at Broke full-tilt.

Rash or brave? A fine line divides them.

 

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Augustine Hicks Lawrence and the Buttonwood Tree

July 13, 2015 in Genealogy, Lawrence Family, Uncategorized 3 Comments Tags: 94 Greenwich St., Augustine Hicks Lawrence, Buttonwood Agreement, Dana Woodbury, Genealogy, Gilbert Stuart, New York Stock Exchange

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Augustine Hicks Lawrence

Augustine Hicks Lawrence (1769-1828), the son of Augustine Lawrence (1719-1794) and of Joanna Annajte van Zandt (1729-1809).  He is my wife’s fifth cousin, five times removed. He married Catherine Abramse Luquer (many variant spellings) (1729-1809). They had many, many children and numerous descendants.

The picture above, painted by Gilbert Stuart, was given to the New York Historical Society by his granddaughter, Eloise Lawrence Breese Norrie.

Like many of the Lawrence clan, he was involved in the finances of New York.  He was the youngest founder of the New York Stock Exchange, which met under the Buttonwood tree on Wall Street.

Buttonwood Tree

The Buttonwood Agreement, which took place on May 17, 1792, started the New York Stock & Exchange Board now called the New York Stock Exchange. This agreement was signed by 24 stockbrokers outside of 68 Wall Street New York under a buttonwood tree. The organization drafted its constitution on March 8, 1817, and named itself the “New York Stock & Exchange Board”.

We the Subscribers, Brokers for the Purchase and Sale of the Public Stock, do hereby solemnly promise and pledge ourselves to each other, that we will not buy or sell from this day for any person whatsoever, any kind of Public Stock, at a less rate than one quarter percent Commission on the Specie value of and that we will give preference to each other in our Negotiations. In Testimony whereof we have set our hands this 17th day of May at New York, 1792.

Augustine was prominent in business and government.

A stock and insurance broker, banker, and commission merchant, he was in business by 1790 and was a partner in the firms of [Francis] Lewis & Lawrence ; Augustine H. Lawrence & Co. ; and Augustine H. Lawrence & Augustine N. Lawrence, with his son. By 1795, his firm was located at 40 Wall Street, and Lawrence had European business ties in London, Paris, and Amsterdam. According to Walter Barrett in The Old Merchants of New York, Lawrence was a close friend of DeWitt Clinton, Mayor of New York in 1803-07/1808-10/1811-15, who called him “The Chancellor of the Exchequer,” for “his financial abilities as the manager of the city funds and chairman of the finance committee, [and] alderman of the third ward.” The latter refers to his service as assistant alderman in 1809-13 and as alderman in 1814-16. He also was a director of the New-York Insurance Co., Bank of America, Farmers’ Fire Insurance & Loan Co., Globe Insurance Co., and other companies. In 1801, the Lawrence family moved to 23 Robinson Street. According to the 1810 census, the family owned two slaves at that time . Exemplifying his wealth and social status, Lawrence’s portrait was painted by the eminent artist Gilbert Stuart.

It is fitting that Augustine has left his mark on the physical structure of the city. In 2009 his house was designated an historical landmark:

94 Greenwich St

94 Greenwich Street, New York

Around the corner is an extraordinary triplet of Georgian row houses, 94-96 Greenwich Street, built by Augustine H. Lawrence in 1798-99. The very existence of a cohesive 18th-century group is astonishing enough, but the corner house — once home to a merchant and alderman named Jonathan Lawrence — is also in remarkably good condition above the loud storefronts on the first floor. Nine windows overlooking Rector Street have elegant splayed lintels with double keystones. Above them, the outline of the original steeply pitched roof can be discerned.

What makes this house highly significant is that it is among only five surviving houses of Manhattan’s most elite neighborhood of the post-Revolutionary War era, the others including the Watson House (1793, 1806), 7 State Street, and Dickey House (1809-10), 67 Greenwich Street, both designated New York City Landmarks. No. 94 Greenwich Street is among the relatively rare extant Manhattan houses of the Federal period and style, is one of the oldest houses in Manhattan, and is one of only seven pre-1810 houses located south of Chambers Street, the oldest section of New York City.

Its history has been reconstructed:

The Federal style rowhouse at No. 94 Greenwich Street in Lower Manhattan was constructed c.1799-1800 as an investment property, right after this block was created through landfill and Greenwich and Rector Streets had been laid out. At the time, this was the most fashionable neighborhood for New York’s social elite and wealthy merchant class. The owner of No. 94 was Augustine Hicks Lawrence, a prominent stock and insurance broker, banker, and commission merchant, who served as director of a number of banks and companies, as well as an assistant alderman and alderman in 1809-16. What makes this house highly significant is that it is among only five surviving houses of Manhattan’s most elite neighborhood of the post-Revolutionary War era, the others including the Watson House , 7 State Street, and Dickey House , 67 Greenwich Street, both designated New York City Landmarks. No. 94 Greenwich Street is among the relatively rare extant Manhattan houses of the Federal period and style, is one of the oldest houses in Manhattan, and is one of only seven pre-1810 houses located south of Chambers Street, the oldest section of New York City.

As constructed, the house was three-and-a-half stories with a high peaked gambrel roof – the outline of the original roofline is still visible on the Rector Street facade. It features Flemish bond brickwork and splayed lintels on the second and third stories, those on the Rector Street facade are marble with double keystones, while the Greenwich Street facade has splayed brick lintels. By 1810, No. 94 had become a boardinghouse for merchants and professional men , housed a porterhouse by 1837, and was listed as a hotel in 1841. The building was raised one full story prior to 1858, and has a two-story rear addition dating from c. 1853/1873. The building remained in the possession of Lawrence family descendants until 1921, and has housed a variety of commercial tenants. Despite alterations, the 94 Greenwich Street House is recognizable as a grand early Federal style rowhouse, made particularly notable by its height, corner location with two primary facades, the visible outline of the original gambrel roofline on the Rector Street facade, and its splayed marble lintels with double keystones .
Beginning in 1810, today’s Nos. 94 and 94-1/2 Greenwich Street were combined internally and operated as an elite boardinghouse primarily for merchants and professional men.

At the death of Augustine H. Lawrence in 1828, his three houses at Nos. 94, 94-1/2, and 96 Greenwich Street, among his most valuable assets, were bequeathed to his three married daughters, and to their future heirs: No. 16 Rector was left to Joanna Lawrence McCrea; No. 94 Greenwich to Sarah Middagh Lawrence Benson; and No. 96 Greenwich to Eliza Lawrence Mactier; his son and business partner, Augustine Nicholas Lawrence, inherited the Stuart portrait of his father.

1850-51, No. 94 Greenwich was the Union Hotel, under the proprietorship of J[ean]. Baptiste Pelissier & Co.

Between 1860 and 1888, Nos. 94 and 94-1/2 Greenwich Street were jointly leased and occupied by the extended families of the Irish-born James and Thomas Cherry, presumably brothers. City directories listed James Cherry at No. 94 as a liquor dealer between 1860 and 1884, but an 1870 commercial directory listed the address as No. 94-1/2; Capt. Thomas Cherry was a policeman. The censuses of 1860, 1870, and 1880 indicated that between eight and eleven families lived in the two buildings. From 1862 to 1872, Otto Hemken operated a drugstore at 94 Greenwich Street, definitely this building as it was located on the corner; and Charles Wilson, oyster saloon/eatinghouse, was listed at that address in 1864-66. A shoe store was located in No. 14-16 Rector Street between c. 1868 and 1883, under Lewis Wenith , Patrick Casey , and John Kirwan . In 1873, James Cherry added a second story to the building’s Rector Street wing. From 1885 to 1921, Michael L. Shannon, liquor dealer , was listed at No. 94 Greenwich Street.

A tenant, the Pussycat Lounge, occupied one of Augustine’s buildings and campaigned for its historical designation:

The proprietor of a topless bar is attempting to prevent a hotel developer from developing his space two and a half blocks south of ground zero by invoking the Landmarks Preservation Law.

Robert Kremer, who holds the lease on the Pussycat Lounge, spoke in favor of landmark designation of one of Manhattan’s oldest houses at a public hearing yesterday at the Landmarks Preservation Commission.

Preservationists say 96 Greenwich Street House, along with the adjacent 94 and 94 1/2 Greenwich St. buildings, are rare examples of a row of Federal-style houses, offering a glimpse of early New York. The area south of ground zero has suffered from being blocked off from the rest of the city by the 16-acre void left at the site of the former World Trade Center. Recently, developer Joseph Moinian has begun work on a 53-story hotel and condominium nearby. Much of the financial district has seen conversion to residential from office space in the past few years as the nature of downtown has changed toward a more full-time environment.

The Pussycat Lounge, long a neighborhood watering hole for Wall Street brokers and civil servants, sits on an eclectic block that also has a boxing gym and delis. A long bar runs most of the length of the Pussycat Lounge, behind which is a stage where scantily clad women perform. A small knight and a cat are design props upon the stage. The second floor is a rock ‘n’ roll club.

The executive director of the Greenwich Village Society for Historic Preservation, Andrew Berman, said these structures, built when John Adams was president, were among the few surviving relics of the first era of development in New York.

At the hearing, architect Gene Kaufman, whose client is Greenwich Hospitality LLC, an affiliate of developer Sam Chang, said that because relatively little of the fabric and design of the original building at 96 Greenwich St. remain, the building did not merit designation.

Simeon Bankoff, who said he was speaking on his own behalf and not in his capacity as executive director of the Historic Districts Council, said that regardless of the alterations, the 18th-century building’s significance was not diminished. He said, metaphorically, “You don’t throw out your grandma just because she has new teeth.”

The president of the Real Estate Board of New York, Steve Spinola, had not examined these buildings on Greenwich Street, but told The New York Sun that there was a great deal of interest in building hotels in Lower Manhattan. “There’s a clear understanding that there’s not enough hotel room downtown,” Mr. Spinola said. He added that business is thriving downtown, and the residential side of real estate has grown there. He said that when the memorial at ground zero is built, anticipated visitors to the area will number in the millions.

Those speaking on behalf of landmarking the buildings included a vice president of Doremus Financial Printing, Thomas Tyrrel, who praised them as “monuments to our past.” Lisa Kersavage of the Municipal Art Society quoted architectural critic Ada Louise Huxtable, saying these buildings were among “accidental and anonymous survivors” of the city’s early years.

Mr. Kremer, who said he has owned Pussycat Lounge since 1974, has filed suit in state Supreme Court, arguing that he has an ownership interest in 96 Greenwich St. An attorney for Greenwich Hospitality LLC, Robert Davis of Bryan Cave, said his client was the bona fide purchaser of the building.

Mr. Kremer said he was prepared to fully restore 96 Greenwich St., and that he still had the original doors from Ryan’s, the predecessor bar. Alternatively, assuming the LPC did not designate 96 Greenwich St., Mr. Kaufman said his client would restore the façade to the other two buildings to standards determined by the LPC. In that case, the building at 96 Greenwich St. would become part of the footprint of a hotel slated for 98-100 Greenwich St.

As an alderman, Augustine commissioned furniture for the new City Hall.

Augustine Hicks lawrence chair

Construction of the grand edifice of City Hall was begun in 1803, and took nine years and almost half a million dollars to complete. When the exterior of the building was nearly complete, Alderman Nicholas Fish and assistants Peter Hawes and Augustine H. Lawrence were authorized “to procure Suitable furniture” for the chamber. The furnishings committee for the chamber rushed to complete the interior in time for the Independence Day celebrations planned for City Hall, and authorized payment of Lannuier’s April 25 invoice in July. He charged fourteen dollars each for the chairs, and appropriately embellished them with inlaid brass stars and tablets carved with ribbons and crossed flags, symbols of patriotism and government.

I suspect that the reasons for the importance of the Lawrences in the financial life of the city are

  1. They were there since the mid-seventeenth century.
  2. They were stable. They sometimes lived in the same house foe 250 years – an extraordinary and perhaps unique accomplishment in New York. One Lawrence, a governor of the New York Stock Exchange, not only lived in the ancestral house; he lived his whole life in the same room. He was born and died in the same bedroom. Such stability gave confidence that a Lawrence was not going to abscond to Brazil.
  3. They were Quakers for a long time. This gave them both connections and a reputation for integrity, which may have helped in both the financial and pharmaceutical world.

His descendants to this day are active in finance, for example, Dana Lawrence Woodbury.

Dana Lawrence Woodbury

Dana Lawrence Woodbury

Dana Woodbury, founder and President of Buttonwood Investment Services, LLC has been in the financial services industry since 1981. He has worked as a financial planner, due diligence consultant, and high yield bond portfolio manager. In January 1989, he began his association with a national independent broker/dealer, and during his twelve-year tenure served as Director of Due Diligence, Compliance Officer, and Senior Vice President of Equity Sales.Dana has been nationally recognized for his due diligence work, being named to the All Star Team of Due Diligence Officers by the Investment Advisor Magazine (1992, 1993, 1994). He has also served on the Financial Products Advisory Council for the International Association for Financial Planning (IAFP, now the Financial Planning Association or FPA), and has spoken at numerous national meetings on due diligence analysis and asset allocation. He has been quoted in the New York Times, Rocky Mountain News, and the Denver Business Journal.Dana now leads a team of experts in the due diligence field. Specializing in the analysis of illiquid investments, Buttonwood is known for generating a concise and prompt review of alternative products. Providing Financial Professionals with a sound knowledge of the program merits and presenting those to suitable clients is his top priority. Dana received his B.A. in Economics from Northwestern University and his M.B.A. from The University of Chicago.

Note that Dana is a specialist in due diligence, which means that he does a thorough and careful analysis of investments to avoid any unpleasant surprises. I detect a certain family preference for security and stability.

Buttonwood Investment Services, LLC takes its name from the buttonwood tree under which the agreement founding the New York Stock Exchange was signed. Dana Lawrence Woodbury’s great, great, great, great grandfather, Augustine Hicks Lawrence was the youngest founding member under that famous buttonwood tree.

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