some thoughts on prejudice

When I was a young teenager in Detroit in the 30s The whole city reeked of it, and we didn't realize it!My Mother,and all of her friends hired live in maids for
$10/ week, thur. and every other Sun. off.
They were referred to as Darkies when we thought about it. But casually, especially by us kids, as coons wooly bugers,spades and of course NIGGERS. Why not, everybody did it Jews were Hebes,Christ killers,etc. In the 30s, CentraL High was vitually 100 % Jewish. When we played football against them, We sang "Issie, Iky, aby Sam, we are the boys who eat no Ham, now we don 't care for fancy dishes, we just want Gefulta Fishes. Yay Central
Most of us didn't know about the Jim Crow laws. Father Coughlin spewed his hate every Sun. night on radio until Pope Pius 12 shut him off.
The purpose of this is to get you to realize how widespread nad pervasive it was I began to realize how awful it was when we began to learn about the Holocaust after the war.It turned me completly around on my prejudices, and also religion. See below
I think it is beyonsd understanding to the generations 2 behind me.
I PRAY IT IS
RHD

My thoughts on religion:
I was raised inthe Episcopalion religion. I was an accolyte at about 11 or 12 years of age.I carried the cross with the choir. I went to an Episocpal camp for 3 summers' I was confirmed at age 13. Then why am I now an agnostic? I believed in an all powerful and benevolent God.
I began to doubt when I realized how terrible the holocaust was. How could a benevolent, and all powerful God allow this. Then I began to have other doubts. The bible seems to portray our history as one of a few thousand years. But science shows us a history of unimaginable duration. The mumber of Stars, and Planets is beyond count. How could one God supervise this vast kingdom.
If all relogions on our earth believe their right, then all the rest must be wrong.
But the vast numbers are the hardest for me to equate to "our faith" As I write this, another tragrdy involving completely innocent children among others,is happening in Haiti. Why would God as we portray him allow this?
One more thought that somehow belongs in this treatis. We believe our country to be peace loving. But almost all of my 86 years, we've been involved in one kind or aother WAR,
But yes, there has to be a start somehow, I just don't believe we have it right!!

It slowly gets a little worse. Marge cannot do much for herself now except to go to bed! We have been so lucky to have met the Davissons, Cas and Marilyn.
they play bridge with us every Thur. It's a real chore now. MARGE can't sort her hands, revokes, and the dummy has to correct the errors. Her bidding is impossible to
read. These are the reasoins why the duplicate club asked us to quit. it was a real blow to Marge when this happened, but now she hardly remembers about it. Deb has been a real God send, and takes her with her on most Sat. and Sun. Because of this, I have been able to play Duplicut with Cas at least every other sun. with quite a lot of success!
There, I've unloaded some, and it feels good.
RHD

Westminster again proved to us how good they are!
The pictures below are from The Residents Only
Christmas party
There were two on successive nights for those of
us living in houses, and held in the new Mcguire
center. There were 140 people at each night's party.
Reinforces the good fortune we had to pick this
for our retirement!
Bob Dodd

 

 

Below are a few recent pics.
first is one of Marge and Hobo
lounging the morning out !

Next are a couple fron St. Marks again,
one of our fabprite watering holes.

Then one of Marge and Mariline Davison
at the birthday party given once a month
to Westminster residents when their
birthday is during the breakfast month,
one a month.

A lively pose by Marge and Hobo

It's been a long time since I blogged. Seems like I'm busier all the time.
That.'s the life of a caregiver! It's slow, but inevitable. Marge is basically healthy,
which almost makes it worse.
Oh well, the picture is of Trixie, Deb's dog, a plaster door stop! , and Klondike,
the dog we had to get rid of when she started in to nipping Marge. If you look back in the blog, you'll see pics of Hobo, our wonderful dog.
I'll put some more stuff soon.
RHD

Marge and Deb, and I drove over to St.. Augustine for the
weekend. The ;ictures below are from the weekend. I felt
that th e Alligator Farm was the highlight.
A great weekend!!
RHD

The fort.

The trolley, the best way to see the city

A 600 year old live oak. Of course you can't see it, but it's there

The famous fountain of youth that drew Ponce de Leon to florida and
led to the founding of St. Augustine.

SPELLING!!

A view of part of the anchorage in the intracoastal.

One of the bars on the trolley route. Saturday night had already started!

The Flagler memmorial church.

One of the buildings ercted by Henry Flagler. His influence is powerful
in St Agustine. It's here he strted his railway that eventually reeached
Key West. It was washed out in a hurricane in the 1930s, and never rebuilt.

This sign is in front of the oldest houuse in St. Augstine.

The fort at St. Augustine. Unfortunately, I found the steps too steep,
and the rail too low for me to climb to the top where I wanted to
take a few shots of the harbor. Oh well, in another life!

Marge and I in front of the fort.

The lighthouse at St. Auguustine.

Look carefully, and you'll see a flock of Ibis birds in the tree top.
They flock here because the alligaotrs scare off the bird's
enemies, so they stay here even though they aren't penned.

Feeding time for the large storks

A picture of the biggest stork specie. The sac hanging
down means she is in mating season, and says "DON'T
MESS WITH ME!

Another bird!

One of the bird specimans. They have seceral species.

Climbing out of he pond, they have several HUNDRED gators.

This one is 13 feet long!

A job opening if you are interested, feeding
the Gators.

A rare white alligator, only a few hudred are left!

Up to our ass in alligators!