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Heroes among us

12/29/2009

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Like many Americans, I’ve been haunted lately by a dream of a man flying over the laps of fellow passengers to subdue a guy who’s trying to blow up their plane. 

Thank you, Jaspar Schuringa!!!!

Whether or not you were on that plane or had someone important to you on it, you owe that fellow some gratitude and respect. If that plane had come down in flames over Detroit, who knows how the course of our lives would have changed, not to mention the lives of our children. 

Since then, Schuringa has been criticized for selling photos and trying to sell his story to media. I don’t doubt that possibility, but believe we have the likes of the Murdoch empire to thank for the temptation to sell news. Whether he tried to cash in on his heroics or not, no one can dispute that he helped saved the plane and everyone on it.

I, for one, am extremely grateful to know there are Jaspar Schuringas out there, among us, just in case. My son, daughter in law and baby grandson are in Europe visiting family and will be flying home soon. When they board their return flight, I will be comforted to know there might be other angels in the crowd.  

In light of what happened Friday and because this is the end of the year, today may be a good time to reflect on the importance of heroes in our lives, as at least one Birds reader has. If you haven’t already read it, I’m going to suggest you read or reread an earlier post on heroes,highlighting an opinion piece in Time magazine by Nancy Gibbs. Be sure to read the comment left by Marie, of Montpellier, France.   

http://www.birdsonawireblog.com/1/category/heroes/1.html 

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Christmas Candy -- Part Ten

12/21/2009

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Merry Christmas!

Here is my Christmas gift to you: nuggets of Christmas cheer, warmth and sugar, all wrapped up in a tidy sampler box with pretty wrapping. Dig in! 

You’ll find family stories, music, dance, art, a little history, a photo or three. As usual, I leave off the names so I won’t embarrass anyone.

Some of you have been with me through thick and thin this year, as I tried to get this blog off the ground. We did a great job working together and I thank you for your support, but especially for your submissions.
 
Over 10 months, we've had almost 2,000 visitors from every corner of the globe. Today, I can count on 10-20 of you to drop by each day. I hope you come back often next year and leave some footprints on your way out.  


So, dear reader, here's hoping this is a memorable holiday for you. Maybe you'd like to write about it? If so, consider sharing your thoughts here.

We’ve got a big year ahead, one that’s certain to take all our strength and resolve. With some big issues on the table and few resources to work with, we have our work cut out for us, don't you think?

Let's relax next week and enjoy as much time as we can with our family and friends. See you next year. 


All best wishes for 2010! 

Joyeux Noël!
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Children's Nativity, Charlemont Federated Church, 2009

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Christmas Candy -- Part Nine

12/21/2009

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The story I’m about to tell is true, even if you’ve heard otherwise. Don’t believe anyone else. I was there.

It happened in 1987 or 1988, a few days before Christmas. My boy was in high school in the leafy suburban town where we lived, about 50 miles east of Manhattan. 

Now, just because I was a single mom did not mean we were living in poverty. We weren’t. I owned a house, and was getting ready to send my son to college. 

Although I started out with a 20-month-old baby, a laundry bag and but a few dollars in my pocket when I moved to New York in 1974, over the next dozen years or so, I clawed my way into a comfortable middle-management position at the sixth largest newspaper in the US. Unlike many of my sisters raising children alone, I was doing well, with the insomnia, grey hair and stress-related health problems to prove it. 

Our days began early and ended late. To keep sane, I ran at the beach before work. Just about the time my son hopped on his school bus, I was out the door and on my way to a 3-mile walk/run. I did this most days, in most kinds of weather. It was heaven and, if something interfered with this routine, I was out of sorts for days. 

So, by mid-December, the days were so short, you could yawn and miss one.  It was 25 degrees in the sun. Not only had the cold shut down my run, but snow and ice were falling, intermittently, which meant I had not been worth talking to for at least two days. 

The morning in question began badly. For the umpteenth time that month, the kid slept through his alarm and missed his bus. This meant I had to drive him to school, which nixed any chance for exercise, even if I wanted to just walk a mile in the neighborhood. 

I wasn’t happy about this, and let him know. 

By the time I got him to school then got out on the road to go to work, it was snowing again. Hard. Even worse, it was beginning to stick. I was already a little late, but figured I could make up some time once I got out of our development and onto the highway.

At the first light, I got stuck behind a 1970-something Cadillac with bad rings, one exuding billows of blue smoke that got sucked into my circulating vents, which then threw it out the little slots on the dashboard and right at my face. Petroleum residue was burning up the oxygen in the car so fast I could barely breathe, so I rolled down the driver-side window. Immediately, snow blew into my face, coating my glasses. Meanwhile, the windshield fogged up so I couldn't see, anyway.    




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Christmas Candy -- Part Eight

12/20/2009

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The Christmas Revels

Have you ever heard of the Christmas Revels?  It’s a holiday celebration based on the way people from many different cultures have celebrated the solstice, Christmas and the start of a new year. It’s a loud and glorious event, filled with pageantry and silliness as well as dignity and drama.

Borrowing from the indigenous and later cultures of the British Isles, northern Europe and other northern regions, singers and dancers of all ages keep the flame alive by staying as true to tradition as possible. Instruments are acoustic, dancers are amateur, singers are pretty good but all volunteers.

Every program contains some of the same elements—the Yule log or a reasonable facsimile, Christmas stories, a Mummer’s play, Morris dancing or other ancient dance, familiar and esoteric music, but always sing-alongs, and always the song Lord of the Dance. 

We’ve gone several times to the Boston version, and loved every minute of it. One year they featured music and tales from French Canada; one year, Germany; and another time, medieval Europe. The music, staging and costumes were magical. 

Considering the recession and the weather, we opted for the cheap version this year, and attended a Welcome Yule program in our area. It saved us about five hours on the road, and quite a bit of money. 

All in all, both the Revels and Welcome Yule progams lift our spirits and remind us what we have in common with our ancestors from way, way back. It’s tough going through dark times. Rich or poor, old or young, we need to know there’s a light somewhere ahead---literally or figuratively—to show us the way out of the dark and cold. Call it rebirth or whatever you will. If we didn’t have Christmas at this time of year, we’d have to invent it.

Click here for more on Revels or Welcome Yule, or watch the video below. There are Revels celebrations in a number of major US cities, and I suspect many other communities besides ours hold Welcome Yule nights, especially if many residents have northern European ancestry. 

 

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Christmas Candy -- Part Seven

12/18/2009

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Christmas Music II
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Here are a few more selections from some of my favorite Christmas albums. 

First, Linda Ronstadt sings Lo, How A Rose E’er Blooming with the voice of an angel.
Stevie Wonder recorded Someday at Christmas at least 15 years ago, but the song is as fresh today as it ever was. I love this song and am surprised it isn’t more of a staple in holiday music collections. 
 
Following a similar theme, Bette Midler belts out her best version of From a Distance, complete with a seasonal message.  
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Christmas Candy -- Part Six

12/18/2009

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Christmas Music I

Music is and always has been one of the most important aspects of my life, so for the past few years I’ve given Christmas music CDs to many friends and relatives. Not your usual carols or silly Santa songs but rich, vibrant music, appropriate to the season and the Christmas story. 

Below and in the next post are selections from some of those albums.

First song is I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day, sung by John Cash (as he liked to be known). Believe it or not, this song was written during the Civil War by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Listen to the lyrics and you might think it was written yesterday. Many church bells will ring at noon in our town on Christmas, how about yours?
Second selection is the contemporary song Breath of Heaven, written and sung by Amy Grant. I sang a solo on this with our church choir several years ago at a Christmas Eve candlelight service. I wish I could say I sounded as good as Amy Grant, but I did my best. It's such a haunting melody, I dare you to try to erase it from your memory once you've heard it.
Next is I Pray on Christmas, sung by The Blind Boys of Alabama, featuring Solomon Burke. This will get you in the mood if nothing else does. It’s raw, it’s real, and the lyrics are quite moving.
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Christmas Candy -- Part Five

12/18/2009

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Do you know this guy?

He:
is way overdue for a trip to the barber shop.
always wears the same outlandish outfit.
has a goofy laugh.

obviously eats and may also drink too much.
keeps endangered species as pets.
probably exceeds the speed limit.
should be investigated by OSHA for labor practices at his business.
stays out way too late!

I bet know him but if you’re unsure, click on Read More for an even bigger hint. 

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Christmas Candy -- Part Four

12/17/2009

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Christmas Birthdays


Lots of people I know have birthdays on and around Christmas. That must be tough, especially when you’re a kid. 


My dad was born on Christmas Eve  in a Kansas farmhouse with no electricity or running water, in brutal weather. His mother was 40, pretty old to be having a baby in 1917.

My mother once commented about how sorry she felt for my dad's mother. It must have been really hard, she said, going into labor and giving birth in the dead of winter, just as everyone was preparing for Christmas Day. Not that the event would do much or could change their routine very much, holiday or not. 


They might have done some extra baking for Christmas, or might have cooked a special dinner on their wood stove. Since they had a pump organ, they probably sang some songs. My dad told me once he used to get fruit and nuts for Christmas. When he was schoolage, his dad would make little toys for the kids, or his mom would make them clothes. 

I imagine a neighbor helped her with childbirth, or maybe her husband, since he delivered plenty of cows and horses on the farm. There were five other children under the age of 11 in the house, making seven mouths to feed plus a newborn. They had already lost one child to infection.

My dad wasn’t a complainer, but he did tell me once that it wasn’t much fun having a birthday on Christmas Eve because people forgot, or didn’t want to send two gifts, or just assumed he would be swept up in the excitement of the holiday, and that would be enough. Of course, it wasn’t. We always got him presents for both holidays, although we probably would have gotten him a nicer birthday gift if we had celebrated it on July 24, instead of in December. 

So, if you have friends or family with Christmas season birthdays, please don’t forget them. Find a way to let them know they’re just as important to you at Christmastime as they would be on any other day of the year. 

Here's Last Month of the Year, one my favorites sung by more of my favorites, The Blind Boys of Alabama.

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Christmas Candy -- Part Three

12/16/2009

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Toy Swap

At some point in our lives, most of us experience a very lean Christmas. Ours was probably when my son was 6 or 7. I had been out of work for almost a year, but would start a new one on January 2.  In the meantime, we made do. Still, I had nothing extra to spend for Christmas that year. 
 

I wasn't the only one in a panic over Christmas presents. Most of my single-parent friends were in similar situations. 

A bunch of friends suggested we go through our kids' toy boxes and pick out stuff that was still good but hardly or never used. We would get together at one of our houses and have a toy swap! That way, all the kids would get something new, and we wouldn’t be spending our last dollar on presents. Actually, each child got lots of new things, which might be the secret of that swap's success.  
 

My boy loved the puppets and puzzles and paint sets he got that year, and never once noticed that he didn’t get anything from his wish list. Oh well, maybe next year... 

In this economy, more parents might want to try a toy swap, if they haven’t done so  already. The grown ups had a good time going through all the toys and "auctioning them off," and the kids loved opening the presents on Christmas morning. 

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Christmas Candy -- Part Two

12/16/2009

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Through The Eyes Of a Child


I’m guessing it was 1976. We lived in an apartment carved out of a big old house in a small town in New York state, with the owners living on the other side of our front room wall.

The landlady was also my son’s babysitter. At 4 ½, my boy still clung to his belief in Santa Claus, insisting that Santa was real, in spite of what some of his friends said.

It was the landlord’s tradition to host a big family party, complete with a visit from St. Nick, himself, every year. All the kids and grandkids in this big, warm Irish family got together at the house on the weekend before Christmas, for some hot chocolate and shenanigans. 

The parents gathered in the kitchen for drinks. The kids ran all over the house. One of adults lit a fire in the fireplace when, all of a sudden, Santa burst in the front door with a laundry bag full of wrapped presents. The littlest kids shrieked, Santa ho-hoed, and the grown-ups laughed, winked and spilled their beers.

Naturally, Santa knew the names of all the children in the house, probably because he was the oldest grandson. 
 

My kid was completely captivated by Santa Claus. Just look at the rapture in his eyes. For weeks and weeks, he told everyone who would listen that Santa WAS real and had come to his own house to personally hand him a present. I think it was a Hess truck, one of his all-time favorite toys.
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