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March 26, 2011
★~ Today’s Quote: “Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself.” — Robert Frost
★~ Make Up A Day to Celebrate: The El Morno calendar is open for suggestions. This will give us the opportunity to celebrate unrecognized traits, topics or event by giving them their own days. We will celebrate your suggestions on El Morno in the very near future.
★~ Today in History
♥~ 1917 – The Seattle Metropolitans, of the Pacific Coast League of Canada, defeated the Montreal Canadiens to become the first U.S. hockey team to win the Stanley Cup.
♥~ 1936, the first telescope with a 200-inch-diameter, reflecting mirror was shipped — very, very carefully — from Corning, New York to Mt. Palomar Observatory in California. The lens of the Hale telescope weighed 20 tons. It was dedicated at Mt. Palomar in 1948.
♥~ 1937 – Joe DiMaggio said he’d take Ty Cobb’s advice and use a 36 or 37-ounce baseball bat instead of a 40-ounce stick during that season. The result? ‘Joltin’ Joe’ hit .346 during the season with 46 home runs — the most he ever hit in a single year. In the words of Yankee broadcaster Mel Allen, “How about that!”
♥~ 1969 – Marcus Welby, M.D., a TV movie, was seen on ABC. Ratings showed the program to be so popular that it was turned into a long-running series starring Robert Young.
♥~ 1979 – Michigan State and Indiana State met in the all-time highest rated basketball telecast. The NBC coverage earned a 24.1 rating. Indiana State’s unprecedented 33 consecutive-win streak came to an end as the Spartans of Michigan State won 75-64. A pair of future NBA Hall of Famers played against each other that night: Larry Bird, later of the Boston Celtics, scored 19 points while Magic Johnson, even later, of the Los Angeles Lakers, scored 24 points
♥~ 1874 – Robert Frost four-time Pulitzer prize-winning poet: Birches, Mending Wall, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening; read The Gift Outright at inauguration of John F. Kennedy; died Jan 29, 1963
♥~ 1880 – Duncan Hines author, traveler, cake-mix mogul; died Mar 15, 1959
♥~1940 – James Caan actor: The Godfather, Rabbit Run, Brian’s Song, Dick Tracy, Rollerball, Alien Nation, For the Boys, Misery, Las Vegas
♥~1942 – Erica Jong (Mann) writer: Fear of Flying, Becoming Light, How to Save Your
♥~1943 – Bob Woodward investigative reporter: Washington Post: Watergate [w/reporter Carl Bernstein]; author: All the President’s Men [w/Carl Bernstein]
♥~1968 – Kenny Chesney singer: Fall in Love, Me and You, She’s Got It All, That’s Why I’m Here, How Forever Feels, You Had Me From Hello, Don’t Happen Twice
★~ Did You Know: Robert Frost, a New England native, was often called the “Icon of Yankee Values,”
♥~ Robert Frost won the Pulitzer Prize four times, more than any other poet in history.
♥~ The often-quoted line “good fences make good neighbors” comes from Frost’s poem “Mending Wall.”
♥~ Frost was often seen as “nature” poet, but often remarked to people that he only wrote two poems in his entire life that were totally nature-based.
♥~ At the age of 87, a frail Robert Frost delivered a poem to honor John F. Kennedy’s inauguration. Although he had written a poem specifically for the occasion, bitter cold and his health caused him to stumble. He ended up reciting flawlessly from memory “The Gift Outright.”
♥~ Robert Frost died in 1963 at the age of 89, and he had a sense of humor right to the end. His tombstone reads: “I had a lover’s quarrel with the world.”
Don’t forget to suggest a day for us to celebrate. I don’t think Brussels Sprouts or cable television have ever been properly acknowledged with their own day…just saying!
Do you have a favorite Frost poem or quote? “Choose Something Like A Star,” is one of my favorites.
Wishing you a Saturday with only a few errands to run, a little wash to complete; no forced commitments, a nap if you need it, and fresh flowers for your table.
8 thoughts on “March 26, 2011: Make Up A Day To Celebrate!”
Love Robert Frost! I read about him during college and was so amaze by his poems, him and Bell Hook. I can’t think of just one favorite quote or poems on Frost there are so many! “Nothing Gold Can’t Stay” is one of my fav and here’s few quote I like from him: “Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can’t, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.”
Isn’t that the truth? Happy Saturday KB!!! :):)
Love that quote Sendie! Thanks for sharing! I suspect you will see it on facebook.
Let’s celebrate a ‘G’day mate’ day…and everyone has to be super nice to everyone around them and even say G’day to strangers walking past.
A… from down under.
Ok Antoinette I am adding G’day mate to the calendar! Thank you for a great suggestion-Mate!
I love Robert Frost and I have posted a picture on my wall that reminds me of this poem he wrote. Look at the picture carefully and see how the master writes about it eloquently!
This picture is another very special piece of art that I own.
by Robert Frost
My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still,
And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn’t pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apples: I am drowsing off.
I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight
I got from looking through a pane of glass
I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough
And held against the world of hoary grass.
It melted, and I let it fall and break.
But I was well
Upon my way to sleep before it fell,
And I could tell
What form my dreaming was about to take.
Magnified apples appear and disappear,
Stem end and blossom end,
And every fleck of russet showing dear.
My instep arch not only keeps the ache,
It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.
I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend.
And I keep hearing from the cellar bin
The rumbling sound
Of load on load of apples coming in.
For I have had too much
Of apple-picking: I am overtired
Of the great harvest I myself desired.
There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall.
That struck the earth,
No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble,
Went surely to the cider-apple heap
As of no worth.
One can see what will trouble
This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is.
Were he not gone,
The woodchuck could say whether it’s like his
Long sleep, as I describe its coming on,
Or just some human sleep.
Love this poem Nancy! Thanks for sharing.
My mom loved Robert Frost, especially “The Road Not Taken.”
How about “Let Mom Listen to Her Music Without Whining Day”?
Ok. Interesting idea for a holiday–we can make that work.
Road less traveled…great Frost poem!
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