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|Wirt County, West Virginia
Location in the state of West Virginia
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United States West Virginia Wirt County
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Wirt County
Washington Street
PO Box 53
Elizabeth, WV 26143-0053
- County Clerk has birth and death since 1870
- marriage records since 1870
- Probate and land records from 1848
- Clerk Circuit Court has divorce records[1]
- Wirt County, West Virginia Government
Hardesty's Historical and Geographical Encyclopedia
Early History of Wirt County II
Parent County
1848--Wirt County was created 19 January 1848 from Wood and Jackson Counties.
County seat: Elizabaeth[1]
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Palestine, Wirt County, West Virginia Wikipedia
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A letter written by Orville Clyde Dotson born in Wirt County (1911 - 2002) to his sister, Pearl Dotson DeQuasie about some old acquaintances of theirs who lived in Wirt County WV near Creston.
"Pearl, you remember the Edmun Davis Family. Edmun's wife was Arthelia Marks of Creston.
How did it happen that they moved into the John Corbitt-Bertha Fox Corbit house? Did they rent it or buy it before our Dad donated the house to become the Grace Community Building on Wagon Run just above Polly's (Walker) old home.
I remember when John Corbitt furnished their living room in the house in mulberry lumber -- some of this very pretty lumber.
Dar(?) Blankenship dated Sarah Davis when she was in her teens, and since our house was much closer than his home on Ann's Run in Creston, he would come up to our house and stay the rest of the night. Sarah's next beau was Clair (Dotson), then me, until Perry Parsons cut me out after several dates, and I quit dating her and started dating Nina McCrosky. I respected and like both the girls but didn't propose to either.
You know Pearle, that I saw Leafie Corbitt safely home many times, and Clair and I helped Mart Hickman in harvest time and other jobs he needed done. You remember that Mart and Daisy (Hall) Hickman were close friends to our parents. I believe our Dad baptized Leafie and her Aunt Daisy. Am I right?
You remember that our Dad was a Mason and Mom belonged the Eastern Star at Reedy. I believe that I have seen them go with Mart and Daisy to Creston lodge together.
I don't remember if Daisy road a side saddle. Mom did and was an excellent rider. I wish I had that saddle.
It brought to mind a lot of memories when Al Englkee said, in his Creston News column in the Calhoun Chronicle, that Jim, the last of the Ann's Run Blankenships, died. Clair and I went to Akron to watch them launch the Akron dirigible. We went with Jim Blankenship. We also saw Amelia Earhart in her Ford trimotor airplane advertising Wrigley Chewing gum.
Polly had seen her in a Lyceum program at Glenville College previous to that time.
I was at Gilboa Church one night and got there a little early and as was the custom, the young fellows liked to congregate on each side of the entrance and exchange a little banter and do a bit of flirting with the girls.
Virgil Cheuvront parked his car and accosted me before he went in and said, "I want to double date with you tonight so you can ride back home with me."
"You mean triple date, don't you?" I told him I didn't have a date.
I'm not sure now what girl it was he was dating, but she was, I believe, teaching at the Mt. Solon school.
When church services were over, I was near the front entrance and caught Nina's eye, and she nodded at the door. I nodded a yes and waited to walk out with her.
Virgil said to me, "I thought you told me you didn't have a girl."
"I didn't then," I replied.
I think you remember when I bought an engagement ring for Polly and had Jean Petty keep it for me while I worked for Luke Gibson in the store. She kidded me and asked me if I wanted her to wear it. I told her if Pauline Walker turned me down, I just might let her as I considered her a very fine person."
More Written by Orville Clyde Dotson born in Wirt County (August 5, 1911 to December 11, 2002)
I was born about 2:00 P.M. on a rainy Saturday August 5, 1911 in the same house my mother was born in. Her parents were Henry and Elvira Miller. The house was about a quarter of a mile from Buffalo settlement (in Wirt County West Virginia) that had Lee Collins' Country Store, a Methodist Church, and a two-room elementary school that my four older brothers attended. Grandfather Miller had given the land for the church and was a trustee.
It was March 25th 1916, when I was four years old, and our mother gave my next older brother, Claire, fifty cents to go get himself a present for his seventh birthday. He bought a beautiful candy dish. I was with him. We went everywhere together. I put up a howl for a birthday present (my birthday wasn't until August 5th). I picked up a candy dish that was the same color as his, but mine had a stem and his was flat. I was a genuine redhead, and I refused to go home without my dish. Mrs. Collins settled the matter by sending a note home to our mother telling her she could pay for it later if she wanted to keep it.
There were two younger children than I by this date, Charles Henry who was two years old January 24th 1916, and Roberta Pearl, our first sister, one year old, born January 1, 1916.
We had moved to a newer house that Dad had built for his brother and sister-in-law Orville and Della Dotson, almost in sight from the old house. I recall two events while we were living there.
I was pretending to shoot various things, and entertaining cousin Carl who was there with his parents who were visiting and helping my mother and father. Aunt Della was doing a laundry for my mother. She had a large iron kettle on a spider (a three-legged support) with a load of clothes. A fire was going under the kettle, and my aunt was keeping the clothes submerged by using a long wooden rod (probably a broom or mop handle).
I looked behind the front door, which was open in the living room, and saw a snake coiled up. I must have been very excited when I yelled, "Bang! There Carl, it's really a snake!"
Carl came and looked and yelled, "Come, Mom, it is really a snake!"
Aunt Della came with her clothes puncher stick and made a quick job of killing a copperhead snake.
She took the dead snake out and hung it on the clothesline, then rang the dinner bell which brought the men and older boys in from their work as it was just about noon anyway.
Everyone praised Aunt Della for probably saving me from being killed, but tried to convince me that I should never get close to a snake like I did, and that my fool stunts would be enough to drive them crazy or the cause of my untimely death.
I reckon their advice about not getting to close to a living snake must have been right since I don't know of any of them becoming insane nor of my untimely death since I have lived more than eighty years since that time.
One day I was carrying around Bill's old Daisy air rifle shooting at various inanimate objects. I was not allowed to use regular BB shot, so I was using tiny gravel. I didn't have enough strength to pump the rifle more than once so my improvised shots only went about six feet away. I suddenly heard a commotion, and a duck quacking. My oldest brother, Bill, had a mother duck with a brood of a dozen ducklings which were very pretty, fuzzy little balls of down, so I ran around the corner of the house to investigate.
Charles was holding a duckling under water in a sunken tub of water Bill had fixed for them. I yelled for him to stop and took the almost-drowned duckling from him. I told him if I caught him doing anything like that again I would shoot him.
In a short time, I was interested watching a bird build a nest because I loved birds and animals. I heard a repetition of mother duck and her brood. I rushed around to the back yard and saw Charles taking up his duck swimming lessons again.
He dropped the duckling when I yelled at him, but turned and looked at me defiantly. He was only wearing a pair of training pants and he was only eight feet or so from me. I couldn't miss his naked belly as a target. I didn't miss. Charles cried and screamed like he was half-killed.
The gravel never left even a red mark, but my mother's hand did on my rear end when she learned what I had done. She gave me the punishment I richly deserved, and I learned a very valuable lesson. All guns are made to shoot and should never be aimed at anything one doesn't want to shoot.
While lumber was being cut to build our new home at the head of Falling Timber Run, a huge pile of sawdust was created, about as high as a house. When Reedy Creek froze over Dad and Cale Thompson, our nearest neighbor, sawed blocks of thick ice and buried them in the sawdust pile. We had ice to use well into the following summer.
Mrs. Thompson, Arizona, babied me, and I loved it. She always had cookies for me, and I would help her, I thought, with her housework. I especially loved to churn butter with the old-fashioned dasher-type churn. Mr. Thompson made me a churn with a half-gallon sized jar made by A.P. Donehue of Parkersburg, WV. He made a recessed cover with a center hole for the dasher.
Mrs. Thompson, who loved to grow flowers and used lots of jars for potting plants. One day I noticed my churn was filled with potting soil. I cried all the way home. When my mother found out why I was crying, she showed me my churn in its usual place along with several others exactly like it. All of them had lettering advertising A. P. Donahue of Parkersburg, WV. I learned another lesson when my mother called Mrs. Thomason and made me apologize.
On March 25, 1917, on my brother Charles' birthday, we moved to Spring Creek.
On that eventful day, it was very cold with some snow still on the ground. My mother, baby sister Pearle, Charles and I were riding in Uncle Orve's wagon packed with all furniture and all kinds of other stuff that could be put into the wagon. Mother, Charles and I were in the front of the load with barely enough room to crowd in. We were bundled up with bed ticks, blankets and plenty of stuff to keep us warm. Our trek took us down Fallen Timber Run and up Reedy Creek to the mouth of McCutcheon's Run, then the road to Sanoma, ten south on the Sanoma-Spencer Road to the mouth of Beaver Dam Run and Grandpa Dotson's farm.
There we would have to ford the creek because the only bridge was a footbridge.
Our wagon was in the lead followed by our cattle and Dad drove the second wagon with the older boys driving the cattle ahead of the wagon.
The cattle refused to enter the cold water, and Uncle Orve seeing they were having difficulty, stopped about half way across the ford. Rain and melting snow had swollen Spring Creek until the water was almost up to the bed.
Uncle Orve stopped the wagon mid-stream and walked out the tongue of the wagon. After unhitching one horse, he climbed on the horse and went back to help drive the cattle into the water.
The other horse was still hitched to the wagon but tried to turn around to follow her teammate. The sharp turn cramped the front wheel and tilted the wagon on its side.
Charles was thrown out of the wagon into the water.
Mother, with baby Pearl under one arm, jumped out of the wagon and hit the water, almost the same time Charles did. She grabbed Charles under the other arm and waded ashore telling me to grab hold of the wagon sideboard and to hang on.
Uncle Orve noticing the commotion came back and hitched his horse up again, but yelled at me for not holding on to my brother. My mother had made the half-mile to Grandpa's house in record time.
Our new homestead was wonderful in many ways. We were not long in giving the farm a name. We named it Spring Dale Farm because of the many springs it had.
Grandpa had two farms. One 90-acre farm was south by southeast of the home farm. 83 acres bordered on a mile and a half of Spring Creek, stretching from the fjord at the mouth of Beaver Dam Run in a great bend to the mouth of Cain's Run entering the creek from the opposite side.
He also had a grocery store. The store was a complete store for people from a remarkably large area. Some of the settlers his age called him Squire Dotson because he had been a justice of the peace at one time. He often took eggs, chickens, and rabbits in payment for what he sold, and gladly extended credit to anyone he knew.
He smoked a pipe and grew his own tobacco and cured it inside a building we called the granary that had been built for storing wheat and other grains to feed livestock and poultry. He put the tobacco leaves from a 'hand' of tobacco in a metal container and poured boiling water over it. Sometimes he would put some honey in the water and sometimes a sassafras root for flavor. He
would let the tobacco simmer for a while in the container. I never knew him to take any cough medicine or other drug store or doctor prescribed medicine. His cough medicine was horehound candy dissolved in whiskey. He sold the horehound candy in his store and kept his whiskey hidden away. I never saw him take a drink of intoxicating beverage. He was omnivorous in his eating and very clean in his habits.
While he never took any pills or liquid cures other his horehound cough medicine, he had reached the place where he was depending a lot on Yeager's liniment for his aging joints - especially when winter rolled around, and we didn't have any cattle pasturing on the hill farm. It was then when we started using the fireplace in the front room, and Granddad moved his bed out into the living room in front of the fire. Granddad would keep the fire going all night and would use the liniment on his joints.
Mother was a very light sleeper, and one night heard a crash and then a yell. She rushed into the room.
Grandpa had dropped the liniment bottle, and it broke on the stone hearth throwing the liniment on his flannel pajamas which in turn burst into flames.
Grandpa may have gotten some minor burns, but there was little doubt that Emmie, as he called her, saved his life, and he was quick to tell her so.
He loved his grandchildren, especially when we would read to him from the daily newspaper, Cincinnati Post which we got a day late as it came by boat from Parkersburg to Sanoma post office by river boat to the mouth of Spring Creek 6 miles away. Grandpa took a lot of magazines - Comfort, National Stockman and Farmer, Farm Journal, Literary Digest, and Saturday Evening Post along with a couple of hunting and fishing magazines.
He was a squirrel hunter, had a Savage 22 caliber rifle, the only one of its kind I ever saw, and a 12 gauge single shot shotgun. He loved to listen to the hounds chasing foxes at night. He, Dad, and two or three neighbor men would listen to the baying hounds, sometimes until almost daylight when the fox would finally go to his den. Each dog owner knew his hound by the tone of its bark. The men would have a fire built up, usually on top of Granddad's hill. I was glad when I was old enough for Dad to take me along with them. The men liked to brag about their own dogs, but I was always betting on Queen, my grandfather's black and tan foxhound.
I remember there was one red fox that liked to trick the dogs. The men would explain some of their tricks, and I would assure them with all the certainty of my seven or eight years of experience, "Queen will straighten everything out when she comes to the place where Red Fox has doubled back on his trail or is using some other trick." One of the men would tease me by saying that I ought to know about how another redhead would think.
I grew up with another all-purpose hunting dog, Jack. We were pals. The rest of the family never worried about me when they knew Jack was with me.
The first summer we lived on Spring Dale farm, during hay cutting time, Dad had mowed around the house and stacked the hay, made up mostly of broom sedge which was used during the winter mostly as bedding in the stable and in the chicken house, so the chickens would have to scratch for their eats when the grain was scattered on the litter.
One sunny March day Claire came into the house and asked Mother where I was. She took him to the kitchen window and pointed to the stack of broom sedge which was about half gone and was only about eight feet high.
The hay was piled around the pole and mounded up to shed water when it rained. I had made us a cozy nest on the lee side. I stuck the pitchfork about halfway down the side of the stack and stood on it. I told Jack to jump, and I would catch him. I did and boosted him on up on the stack. We were both asleep in the nest I had made. Incidentally, we three boys, Delbert, Clair, and I built trails and even a grass hut in the broom sedge which grew to about 40 to 45 feet tall. We got to use our dandy place to play until school started. Dad usually cut and stacked the broom sedge after all other harvesting and labors were done. He said it was less of a fire hazard after it was dry if it was cut and stacked, but I think he probably did it so we had more time to play.
Very close to our house was a spring of water we never used since we had a well just outside the kitchen door. Granddad made use of the spring for soaking out salt fish. He had a pipe to the spring on which he could hang a screened basket so the water would wash the salt out of the fish if he left them there overnight. He liked his fish for breakfast.
A black walnut tree grew very close to the northeast corner of our house. A few days after we moved into the house, Clair challenged me to a race. He said we would start at the southeast corner and race clear around the house. He would wait for me to get to the front door that would be about half the distance to the next corner before he started and he would count loud enough for me to hear him before he started, so I would know he wasn't cheating. I heard his counting and heard him yell, "Here I come!" I ran as fast as I could, but made a mistake in looking back just as I got to the corner. I swung a bit wide in rounding it while looking over my shoulder. What happened was told to me about two hours later when I regained consciousness. I had hit the walnut tree head on.
The one-roomed Corbett School was in sight from our home about half a mile away. If Spring Creek was at normal or low stage, we could cross the riffle and go straight up the hill to the school. If the creek was at above-normal flood stage and too deep for us to wade across, we would have to go almost tow miles by the foot bridge at the mouth of Beaver Dam and a foot path up to the Powell's house, and then follow the road that went by our school and on to the Hall farm.
Of course we could pull off our shoes in warm weather and ford the creek in our bare feet. In the winter, we would use a johnboat until the ice froze thick enough to hold our weight.
We even cut a boat channel until the deep freezes made it too much trouble to keep the channel. Then we crossed on the ice. I learned some of the necessary things about skating and some of the hazards. I'm not sure, but I believe Rachel Straight taught our school for two years. I remember and episode that may be funny now but was scary when it happened. All of us, including her, should remember to stay away from the ice which has a snag or tree limb or anything wooden protruding through the ice, especially if the ice is thawing. The ice immediately surrounding the object is weaker. Also, when the stream is falling after a raise, ice will sound like it's breaking when it settles with the water.
One evening, after a warm day, we were crossing on the ice, taking our route home. The ice cracked as it settled and scared our teacher who headed for a large snag so she could grab it. She didn't quite make it and broke through the ice. Her feet touched bottom where the icy water was only about shirt pocket deep. She smashed her way to the shore which was only a little more than an arm's length away. We all raced home, but she won the race by several lengths.
While the ice was still safe for skating and we had a boat channel still in use, we would build a nice bonfire. Our teacher, Brother Bert, was a pretty good skater. He practiced jumping over a barrel we had rolled out onto the ice. When he mastered the barrel jumping, he thought he was good enough to jump the boat channel. He almost did and decided one try was enough.
During morning and afternoon recesses at school we played a form of baseball (softball). We called it round town, using home base and three others forming a square. There was a pitcher and catcher and the rest of the team were fielders. If a fielder could retrieve the ball, the batter was out. If the fielder could hit him (or her) before he reached a base, he was out, or if a fielder could throw the ball across the base path and the base he was headed for, he would be crossed out; hence the game was sometimes called cross town.
We of course played 'Fox and Goose' if there was enough snow to lay out the outer and inner circles and cross paths.
I think it was about my third or fourth year of school when a big husky boy about my brother Clair's age, which would put him in the sixth grade, maybe still in the second year as a sixth grader. I said something, and the boy called me a liar. Before I could defend myself verbally, Clair knocked the boy down and bloodied his lips a bit. Our teacher slipped inside in time to see the beginning cause and ending of the one blow fight. He reprimanded both the boys and suspended them from playing with the rest of us during the recess and noon periods for one month. I asked the teacher to suspend me too as I was a cause of the fight. He granted me my request, and Clair and I spent the month finishing our bird book we were making. We used our goldenrod pencil tablet I had won in our weekly spelling bee and the Arm and Hammer soda bird pictures we had saved. I wish I still had the book but will never forget how much we enjoyed the "punishment" the teacher gave us. In later years, Clair and I had many a laugh about it.
When Clair was getting ready for his eighth grade test for his diploma honoring his completion of elementary school (for most country boys and girls, the completing of their formal education) I asked my older brother, Harry, who was our teacher, if I could take the diploma test along with Clair. He said I would have to leap frog the seventh grade and be with Clair in the eighth. He informed me that I was supposed to be in the sixth since I had leap frogged the third grade some time before then. I was doing all right in seventh, so he said we could be eight graders together.
We took an examination at the Wirt County High School at Elizabeth, the only high school in the county. It was a seventeen-mile trip. Our brother's father-in-law took us and his daughter, Clair's age, to take our diploma test at Elizabeth, traveling in a Model T Ford touring car. The two "old folks" and us three high school to be "kids" had a barrel of fun on the trip. The lady with us had a huge picnic for us at noon. We got back home well after dark.
Night traveling in a Model T is an experience. To have light in darkened places or to cross mud holes, you must shift into low gear and speed up the engine even if you have to slip the clutch. If you don't, the magneto does not rotate fast enough to cause a bright light. You had no battery. Incidentally, there was no door on the driver's side because the emergency brake was in the way.
When Clair and I got our diplomas along with our test grades, I had beaten him in several subjects. My brother in California who had me promoted from grade six to eight wanted me to go to high school. My parents didn't want me to go; I was too young. I enrolled in a correspondence school, American School, in Chicago. I finished a half-year's credit in four subjects but dropped the course as many people advised me to try to actually attend high school.
I went back to Corbett School and made eight dollars per month by going to the school an hour early to build up the fire and get the school warm and stoke the fire in the evening, sweep the floor, clean the chalk board and erasers, and see everything, including a bucket of water was ready for school the next day.
That way I could spend most of the day at home. I had never given up the idea of going to high school and college.
In March the following year, I volunteered to plow a twenty-acre cornfield. My Dad said that if I started it, I would have to finish it. I was very happy. I was now doing a man's work.
Dad was the mail carrier for our rural mail route from Sanoma to Spencer. He had to rise before six o'clock and ride 6 miles and back to Sanoma, then go on to Spencer, twelve more miles and back, making a long day's job. I was glad I could do something to help. Charles, a younger brother, would help me get my evening janitorial work done at school, and then I would hurry home so I could do some more plowing before we had to quit for the evening. One March day I had some work at home that would keep me from doing my plowing of the day, and I didn't want to come back over to the school. I would pay Charles 50 cents and wanted him to help me with the evening chores, and I'd pay him for that too, maybe the rest of the dollar. I didn't get to my plowing until afternoon, and the team Prince and Cindy were fresh. I planned to plow until dark, and let Charles earn his extra pay.
That old 12 inch Oliver turn plow had a moldboard that had to be unlatched and turned to throw the soil in the other direction when one reached the end of the furrow. That way all the soil was turned in the same direction when the field was finished. There was no wide, so called "dead furrow" in the center of the plowing. The plow had to be lifted, turned over and re-latched before returning. Before I had finished a day of plowing, I was so tired I would unlatch the moldboard and make it turn itself as the team started in the other direction, and then I would re-latch it.
We used mules and horses both. Bob, a bay mule, was the finest I ever drove for cultivating corn or any row vegetables. I never needed to use lines; he knew how to go to the end of the row close enough on his left so I could throw dirt along and between the corn hills and return between the two rows with the second row on the left. The corn hoers had few weed to cut and dirt to level around the plants.
When we were cutting hay, we of course used a team with the mowing machine and also the 18-foot wide hay rake, when the cut hay had cured enough to stack. The hay rake would windrow the hay in rows 18 feet apart. When we were going to take the hay into the barn and store it in the haymows, we used the wagon with a special bed for hauling hay and of course used a team. When we were stacking it outside, we used Bob and a rope about 30 feet long with both ends fastened to his two trace chains. The hay was now shocked in what Little Boy Blue would call "cocks" in the song. The hay shocks (or cocks) were in rows.
We would determine where we wanted the stack; then using a post hole digger, we would set a pole, usually about 20 to 30 feet long, in the ground. We would take Bob and the rope to the first cock we would haul and throw the rope around it close to the ground. To keep from losing it, we would stick a pitchfork into the hay on each side with one tine straddling the rope to hold it in place. All the rest of the hay was loaded on the ropes like loading a hay wagon or sled. Two men, or farm boys, and a mule could move a lot of hay in a short time.
Mules have the name of being "mulish" and "cantankerous", but I liked to work them. They seem to have more stamina than equal sized horses. If they like you, they try to do everything they're asked to do.
Clair and I would make a "travais" to haul our tent and camping equipment to our campsite about tow miles from home. When we got there we just unloaded our equipment and took Bob to the hill pasture and turned him loose. We kept him around close to where we were by taking an apple or two or maybe a lump of sugar every evening and visiting with him.
When Grandpa died in January 1929, he had bought a large mare mule to team up with Bob. It is better to have a team of two likes, either horses or mules and not mule and horse. Isn't it strange that the offspring of a jackass and mare is a mule, a desirable and useful farm animal, while the offspring of the mating of a stallion and a female ass (jenny), called a henny, produces an unruly, worthless farm animal? I have never seen one but have been told the attempt to make the cross usually fails to produce a colt.
Dad built a long building about 40 feet long and 10 feet wide with a loft. It was built to house a big engine for running the threshing machine that made the rounds of the community when the wheat and rye was ready to be threshed. The gasoline engine was one with huge flywheels. A belt about 36 feet long and 6 inches wide ran from the engine to the thresher. The reason it was so long was to keep the exhaust of the engine far away from the hand fed thrasher's dray chaff. After threshing season was over, Dad stored the engine in the shed and powered a gristmill and produced corn meal and ground grain feed for the livestock and poultry for the farmers in the community. A miller charged a tenth of the "grist" brought to the mill for grinding it. The mill house was right across the road from Grandpa's store, and people coming to the store could off load their grist on the loading deck, tie up their horse. Their ground feed would be ready and paid for when they were ready to pick it up.
Dad was a handyman who repaired machinery, harnesses and saddles, rebuild broken wagon wheels and shoe horses. He had a blacksmith shop and made horseshoes and many repair parts for farm machinery. I loved to turn the crank of the bellows to the forge and watch the flying sparks when he was shaping and welding iron. He never used soldering and only used blowtorches for thawing out water lines. He taught me how to resole a sled. He taught me how to drive horseshoe nails at the right angle in a horse's hoof so they would not go deep enough to hurt the horse. He taught me how to weld a toe cleat and a cross calk on one side and parallel one on the other side so the horse would have better traction in the wintertime.
We kept a barrel of crude oil (unrefined petroleum) sitting in a shed to keep it dry. Dad made axe handles out of clear hickory. He kept them suspended in the crude oil until they seasoned. Neighbors got the word out, "Preacher Billy Dotson makes the best axe handles you can buy." The handles were worthy of the praise. They would take the weather if left outside, and no ordinary use would break them.
Another use we made of the mill house was storing the sorghum cane heads in the loft of the building. One end was open for convenience. I recall that we had a freak snowstorm on the night of May 8, 1929. It snowed about three or four inches, and in the morning, we found the purple martins were all in the loft eating the cane seed. Martins are strictly insect eaters and never venture inside nay structure except their own nesting boxes or gourds. I have read that the purple martin becomes a rice eating bird in Brazil where they migrate to for the winter. Like the swallows of Capistrano in California, we counted their return at a fixed spring date at or near the 25th of March in West Virginia.
We had a problem with rats and mice because there was so much of their food around. The rats denned under our house, especially in the wintertime. Clair and I got rid of many of them by burying traps in wheat bran under the edge of the house and waiting to hear the snap of the trap and then killing the trapped rat. We devised other ways too and soon got rid of most of them.
The English sparrows were great pests too. They would drive off the martins and we soon made them a rarity at the Dotson homestead. We even ate them. We rigged up a box trap for them in the barn where they congregated. It was a deadfall type of thing which held up one edge of the box by a figure four type of trigger which extended far in under the box. The trigger had an open container on the far end which held feed for the birds. When enough of them were eating, and several would discover the food on the trigger, enough of them would hop upon the trigger to trip it.
A big family like ours believe it was a sin to waste food. So Clair and I decided to treat the little sparrow like he was a chicken. After plucking the bird, cleaning and washing it, we stuffed it and instead of baking it then, we hollowed out a potato that was cut into halves, placed the stuffed bird in the potato fastened together with toothpicks, and baked it in the oven. Of course would bake several at each time because there isn't a great deal of meat on one sparrow, but they taste good.
Looking back, I can see how innovative we were. I remember that we were caught out in a cold rain near a relative sock overhang which would shelter our guns, but not us. We quickly shucked our clothes off, wrapped them around our guns and put everything in shelter except us. When the rainsquall was over, Clair remarked, "I would be tempted to burn my gun stock if I had some matches to light a fire."
He had one of those handy knife and tool combinations in his pocket. Both of us remembered something at the same time. "Get your screw driver out of your pocket," I said, "while I reach up in this old hollow beech tree and pull out some dry wood."
By the time I had several splinters and bigger pieces of dry wood ready, Clair had the butt plate off his shotgun and pulled out a little metal pillbox with several kitchen matches he had stored in a hole drilled in the gunstock to hold the bolt fastening it to the gun. It had been a long time since we had put them in there. If I was caught out in the woods and a rain came up I always tried to find a hollow tree or log or some other shelter for my clothes and gun. My dry clothes always felt so good to put on when I was cold and wet.
One time we had to take shelter for a good while. We were in a dry place, but it was long after lunch and we were hungry. There was a large pool of water with a waterfall over the rock cliff under which we sheltered.
Clair said to me, as we were watching some silver sides and chubs swimming, "If we could catch some of those shiners, I have some matches with me. They would taste pretty good roasted, even without salt."
I said, "I know where we can get plenty of salt. I saw a block of salt of the cattle right up here in the field. We can knock off a hunk of it and use what side the cows haven't been licking."
"Okay, and how are we going to catch the fish, if your magic furnished the salt?"
"Take your shirt off and here goes mine", I said, as I took mine off. He did likewise.
"Now," I said, "Let's get two sturdy sticks longer than a shirt sleeve."
We then buttoned our shirts together and put one stick through the outside sleeve of each shirt. We then tied the inside sleeves together. It was a crude seine but captured a couple of fair-sized shiners, and soon had them roasting on spits over a fire. They may have tasted smoky and perhaps were not perfectly cooked, but almost anything that doesn't bite him first tastes good to a hungry boy.
We made pets out of baby groundhogs and squirrels and almost any animals we could catch when young. Clair had a chipmunk that would sit in his hand. The chipmunk would cram his cheeks with peanuts, then climb inside Clair's overall jacket sleeve to his shoulder and come out the neck of his jacket. He'd then sit on Clair's shoulder and eat the peanuts one at a time, using his paws as dexterously as a human uses his fingers.
We had a pair of chipmunks living under the floor of the millhouse. They carried wheat from the granary to the millhouse in their jaws making them look like they had the mumps. We would watch them in their trip to the millhouse. They would hurry to the end of a six-inch wide culvert under the country road and go through the culvert, then down the ditch to another culvert like the one near the granary. They would scramble up the bank and then repeat the process.
Our nearest neighbor a few years after we moved to the old house on the Spring Dale farm was a family named Straight. They bought about a 30-acre farm, adjoining our farm on the southwest and south. They had a large family of three boys and four girls. It was a nice bunch of new friends, and we enjoyed all the many things we did together.
Soon after the Straights moved into their new home, a nice one Mr. Straight had built, a stranger stopped at our house and asked if he might get a night's lodging and a couple of meals. He said he had been directed to come to the Dotsons.
While he was explaining why he wanted accommodations, Mr. Straight walked up and spoke to the stranger and introduced himself, thinking the man was probably one of our relatives.
He extended his hand and said, "I'm Bill Straight."
The stranger said, "I'm Kenny Bent", and everyone laughed. He informed us that he was looking for room and board for a few days as he was investigating some trouble the Eureka Pipe Line people were having with vandals causing leaks in their pipelines. They were paying $5.00 for reported leaks.
Mr. Straight said, "Well, Bent and Straight ought to keep people on a proper course."
The three oldest brothers were gone. Bill was working at various jobs from Cleveland Ohio to New Orleans. Harry went to Oakland California in 1926. Delbert went to Bremen Ohio in 1924 and with the Marines in Nicaragua from 1927 to 1931. That left Clair as the oldest man at home when Dad was working on construction jobs. Clair started working with Dad about 1927, so I was now the oldest left to help.
I was influenced by a very nice young lady to get an education. She was soon to become a graduate of Glenville College and already had been teaching in country schools. We attended the same Baptist Church, and my Dad was the preacher. She lived about 3 ½ miles from us in Roane County, very near the church.
We had dated for a couple of years when she persuaded me to go to our high school in my county, Wirt, in 1936.
I already had three brothers and one sister enrolled in Wirt County High School. When I went with them to enroll we had to walk six miles to the nearest point to catch a Greyhound bus. Then we traveled seventeen miles. There were no school busses ten. I old my brothers and sister I would have to be their Bus since my nickname was Bus, short for Buster. They had been doing that twelve mile round trip (by road but shortened a couple of miles with shortcuts by foot paths). I asked the principal, Mr. Waldo, if he could put up with another Dotson. He agreed he probably could. My next favor was to have him get me permission to take 8 subjects a day and have the teachers of the two extra courses to let me come into his offices to take my tests. He was happy to arrange the system.
Our next move was to rent an apartment for five days a week, so we could go home Friday evening and come back each Monday morning. Charles had graduated when I started, so we five –
Evelyn, freshman; Darrell, sophomore; Quentin and Pearle, juniors; and I (part of all four grades). We were on our way to Blue Goose, Russell Starcher's store, to catch the Greyhound bus to Elizabeth. Evelyn said, "Bus, I suppose you remember we are having a test on Scot's Lady of the Lakes today." I said, "Ebby (her nickname) I have never read it. Tell me the story." She was a good teacher as I made a little better grade on my test than she did.
The summer before I enrolled at Wirt County High, Charles and I hitchhiked to Pikeville, Kentucky, where he was enrolling in their college. He wanted me to check on their high school academy in connection with their college. We had to stay overnight twice on the trip, one on a wooden bridge in a field in Kentucky and once in Huntington, West Virginia on seats outside the entrance to what we thought was a city park. We were traveling light with a blanket apiece. I was on the seat right by the entrance, and Charles was in the next one, a bit further away.
A woman's heels clicking on the paved walkway awakened me, and I rose up to a sitting position when she was right by me. She let out a scream and really sped through the entranceway. Her scream awakened Charles, and he said, "What in the world is going on?" I said, "We had better get out of here stat, for the next person we see will be a policeman." I pointed to the sign over the entranceway: "West Virginia Hospital for Incurably Insane". We caught a streetcar to the far edge of town. On our hitchhiking trip we had spent one night in a school bus stop shelter, one night under the stars at the end of a small bridge and one night traveling with a truck driver on his way to Florida.
The next trip we made to Pikeville, Kentucky we three, Delbert, Charles and I along with Delbert's wife, Erma, our mother and a sweet girlfriend of mine Pauline Walker, went in a Dodge pickup truck.
Delbert had put car seat cushions in the truck bed, and we put bent stays in an arc so they would fit in the places for truck body staves, prairie Conestoga style. Delbert, the driver, Erma, and Mother rode in the seats and we, Charles Pauline – pet name Polly, and I rode under the canvas canopy. The women took turns in being pioneers riding in the prairie schooner.
We stayed one night in an old stone quarry with a nice bonfire and cooking fire. It was quite an experience for all of us. Delbert, Charles and I slept (or mostly talked) after the womenfolk were all bedded down inside, and we were outside on the ground and under the stars.
When we got back home, Mother said to me, "Buster, if you ever mistreat that girl, you will have me to answer to."
I replied, "Don't worry, Mom, I have found the woman I am going to marry."
Since June 4, 1939, Polly has been my wife, the mother of our son and two daughters, the grandmother of seven and great grandmother of four.
Wow! What a clan.
Map of 1850 Virginia and West Virginia
Wirt County West Virginia 1895
Wirt County, West Virginia Map
Wirt County, West Virginia World War II Casualties Army and Air Force
- West Virginia, Naturalization Records, 1814-1991
Wirt County, WV Genealogy Newspapers
Wirt County, West Virginia Will Books 1865 - 1884
West Virginia Will Books
Vital Records
West Virginia Vital Records: Birth, Death, Marriages
Wirt County, West Virginia Genealogy Marriages 1848-1857
Societies and Libraries
Wirt County, West Virginia Genealogical & Historical Societies
Dora B. Woodyard Memorial Library
Family History Centers
Web Sites
- Family History Library Catalog
- Cyndi's List for West Virginia
- Wirt County, WV Genealogy Family Connections
- Wirt County, West Virginia Population
- Wirt County, West Virginia Genealogy Surnames
- Wirt County, West Virginia Wikipedia
- Wirt County, West Virginia Wikipedia Commons
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Old Fort Jackson is named for James Jackson, a former Georgia governor and Revolutionary War colonel. It is a National Historic Landmark and the oldest standing brick fort in Georgia.
Fort Jackson played key roles in the war of 1812 and the Civil War, but the story begins much earlier.
During the American Revolution, soldiers constructed an earthen fortification to protect the Savannah River and the city from British invaders. In 1778, a disease infestation forced the abandonment of the installation.
In the first decade of the 1800s, a serious conflict between France and England began to pull the United States in as concern for the protection of the cities of the East Coast intensified.
In 1808, President Thomas Jefferson authorized the purchase of the site, then known as Salter's Island, and construction began under the direction of Capt. William McRae for the protection of the river and the city during the War of 1812.
In January 1861, under orders from then Georgia Gov. Joseph Brown, Confederate troops seized the fort from federal control. Throughout the Civil War, Fort Jackson served as a vital Confederate stronghold, housing several elite regiments and a heavy artillery unit.
In December 1864, Union Gen. William Tecumseh Sherman concluded his famous March to the Sea at Savannah, and the Confederates were forced to abandon the site.
Before exiting, the soldiers took measures to render the fort and its munitions useless to Union troops. They set the barracks ablaze, dumped ordinance in the surrounding moat and the river and rigged the fort's doors to explode.
On Dec. 21, two Union regiments took possession of Fort Jackson and hoisted the flag. African-American soldiers from the 55th Massachusetts Volunteer infantry were the last active combat troops to occupy Fort Jackson.
Because of advances in artillery technology, Fort Jackson fell into obsolescence and was sold by the federal government in 1923. The Georgia Historical Commission opened the fort as a historic site in 1969, but financial problems forced its closure in 1975.
In the late summer of 1976, the Savannah based nonprofit Coastal Heritage Society reopened Old Fort Jackson under a lease from the State of Georgia. The society receives no federal funds and supports its historic operations through charitable gifts and memberships.
Today, Old Fort Jackson remains a historic jewel that features tours, demonstrations, reenactments and cannon firings among other activities. Summer toddler art and diesel train rides are all part of the experience.
Under an agreement with Savannah River Boat Cruises, a monthly Civil War dinner cruise brings passengers from the historic Riverfront down river to Old Fort Jackson. The riverboat arrives to a cannon salute, and passengers disembark for a 45-minute tour of the fort.
With the 150th Anniversary of the Civil War, the staff at Old Fort Jackson has launched a year-by-year celebration. Upon entering the fort, visitors step back in time to the year 1861.
Period costumes, music and activities representing the month and year commemorated are in full swing. Tour guides explain the happenings and historical significance of events that mark various stages of the great conflict. The same will be true for every corresponding year of the Civil War through 2015.
Old Fort Jackson: 1 Fort Jackson Road, Savannah, GA 31404. 912-232-3945

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Jimmy Fallon made his mark as a versatile improv comedian on "Saturday Night Live," then moved on to a short-lived film career before settling in as an admirable late-night TV host. Here's a look at some of his career highlights. By Nardine Saad, Los Angeles Times
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The Iowa Credit Union Foundation is pleased to announce it has received a $20,000 contribution from Affiliates Management Company, the holding company of the Iowa Credit Union League, in honor of Warren Morrow, the late CEO and Founder of Coopera.
"Warren had a tremendous impact on all of us and the credit union industry. Beyond Coopera, the company he founded and led, one of the most significant legacies he left us is undoubtedly in the Iowa Credit Union Foundation," said Patrick S. Jury, CEO, AMC and Iowa Credit Union League. Coopera is part of AMC's family of operating companies.
Warren was instrumental in ICUF's ability to obtain a $428,323 grant that provided matching funds to launch Iowa's first Credit Union Individual Development Account (IDA) program and created ICUF's first Executive Director position five years ago, said Jury. In addition, Warren's wife Christina Fernandez-Morrow currently serves as an ICUF board member.
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Warren, a native of Mexico, dedicated his life to helping the underserved Hispanic community achieve financial stability in Iowa and throughout the U.S. In 1999, he and his Grinnell classmates founded the Latino Leadership Project to help Latino high school students in Des Moines strive and reach higher education. Later, he transitioned the organization to Partners in Economic Progress. After co-founding Diverse Innovative Solutions, he started Coopera with the Iowa Credit Union League in 2006 to help credit unions grow their Hispanic market presence and create more banked families within Latino communities across the country. Warren passed away unexpectedly on February 15. He is survived by his wife Christina Fernandez-Morrow and 7-year-old daughter Ariana.
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State leaders praise UA's leadership in research commercialization09/18/2012
At its regional meeting last Friday, the Ohio Board of Regents Commercialization Task Force pointed to The University of Akron's leadership in commercializing innovative ideas and supporting entrepreneurship and economic development.
"I suggest that the University has had a great deal to do with rebuilding the urban core of Akron and Summit County," said Jim Petro, chancellor of the Ohio Board of Regents. "This type of university and its aggressive effort to redevelop the spirit of education in this region has really been noteworthy."
"What we need to do is remove the barriers between industry and education," noted Regent Vinny Gupta, chair of the task force.
Gupta recognized UA President Luis Proenza for his leadership on the issue, citing the partnership with Timken Co. as an example of effective collaboration. "We are looking for those examples to be highlighted within our state."
Both President Proenza and Provost Mike Sherman presented remarks before the Task Force.
Dr. Proenza focused on the need for universities to find new ways to spark innovation and move innovative ideas into the marketplace through more seamless programs in technology transfer and intellectual property.
Provost Mike Sherman enforced how important graduates are to growing this economy.
"Ohio citizens are demanding that colleges and universities help them to be part of a growing economy," Sherman said. "Therefore, we must graduate more students prepared to fulfill necessary jobs, to be entrepreneurs and to launch more companies that survive longer."
Also speaking was John Deerborn, president of Jumpstart, Inc. who noted the "tremendous productivity" at UA.
"The ecosystem that exists here is certainly robust and active," Deerborn said. "It is not statewide, and we need that ecosystem to continue to advance statewide."
The task force is meeting on campuses statewide following the release of its report on the condition of higher education in advancing the innovation economy.
The task force has committed itself to implementing the recommendations in the report. Read the report.
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My new favorite snack
20 comments:
- Marta said...
This looks great Zoe! I guess if you only have one or tow, it's not too bad... but who can stop at just a couple when we're talking Nutella + sea salt?!?!?!?!
- May 17, 2009 at 9:52 PM
- morgan said...
I think you might be a genius!
- May 17, 2009 at 10:10 PM
- Nick said...
Chocolate and salt is one of my favorite combos. This looks utterly delicious!
- May 17, 2009 at 10:32 PM
- Amy I. said...
Oh my goodness, these look divine. I just tried a dessert recipe that called for salt on top and it didn't go too well, but there's pretty much no way to ruin Nutella...I'll have to try this!
- May 18, 2009 at 12:33 AM
- modernemotive said...
Yum! That looks delicious!
- May 18, 2009 at 8:49 AM
- Erin said...
What I would do for that snack right about now... I would be so happy! Adding salt is the best part!
- May 18, 2009 at 11:03 AM
- FitFoodie said...
I've never seen Nutella look so delicious! Awesome pics :)
- May 18, 2009 at 7:30 PM
- zoe said...
Marta-One is definitely not enough! Trust me, I know.
Morgan- Hah!
Nick- It's my favorite combo too! Thanks!
Amy- Yes, please try it! Im sorry your last recipe with salt didn't work. I promise this will!
Modernemotive- It is!
Erin- Its like the icing on the cake!
FitFoodie- Thank you!
- May 18, 2009 at 7:54 PM
- Claire said...
Oooohhh Nutella! One of life's little pleasures! I want to try this =)
- May 19, 2009 at 9:30 AM
- Hillary said...
Now that's my kind of bagel chip! Thanks for the idea!
- May 19, 2009 at 11:07 AM
- Michelle said...
Those pictures are making me drool... it looks delicious!
- May 19, 2009 at 12:28 PM
- Michelle said...
Those pictures are making me drool... it looks delicious!
- May 19, 2009 at 12:28 PM
- Ivy said...
Fantastic! Great photos too!
- May 19, 2009 at 1:12 PM
- Kristina said...
Nutella: yes. I love the stuff. At a bagel shop where I used to work, we sold an open-faced bagel sandwich that was as follows:
chocolate chip bagel
peanut butter
(or in other words, a sugar coma on a plate)
But so good!
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- May 19, 2009 at 2:49 PM
- orangesparrow said...
looks delicious! Will have to try!
(and about the phone: yes I love it!! It's a great phone :) )
- May 20, 2009 at 10:38 AM
- Bettyjoy said...
Oh my! These look delicious - Time to say bye bye diet and hello Nutella!!! Hmmmmmm! Off to try and find bagel chips - I've never seen them here in the UK, might have to substitute!
- May 22, 2009 at 10:14 AM
- girlichef said...
I am definitely a sweet & salty kinda gal...these look perfect!
- May 26, 2009 at 3:19 PM
- Peanut Butter Swirl said...
I just saw this picture on your side bar and it looks FABULOUS. perfect way to deal with the salty/sweet craving
- July 15, 2009 at 10:17 AM
- January 4, 2010 at 11:38 AM
Dear Zoe,
Please keep blogging. I LOVE to check in a see what you've been up to in the kitchen. Some days I'm so out of ideas...
Nutella is on tomorrow's shopping list :o)
Thanks so much!
- September 26, 2010 at 9:51 PM


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NY Mayor Bloomberg takes heat for public housing remark
Civil rights advocates are criticizing NYC's mayor for comments about public housing.
Some civil rights advocates are reeling after New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg said on a radio show Friday morning that public housing residents should be fingerprinted.
The mayor said on WOR Radio that making such a move would help curb crime in the city's housing projects. He also said locks at many of the city's public housing residences are broken and this allows anyone to come and go.
"What we really should have is fingerprinting to get in," Bloomberg said during a weekly discussion with the station's John Gambling. "We've just got to find some ways to keep bringing down crime there."
The comments come days after the mayor vowed to appeal a judge's decision to order a review of the city's stop-and-frisk policy -- a measure heavily pushed by Bloomberg that gives law enforcement wide latitude in stopping people it deems suspicious. Civil rights advocates have complained that minority men are unfairly targeted by the policy and the issue has pitted Bloomberg against major organizations such as the NAACP.
During the radio show, Bloomberg said that residents of the New York City Housing Authority make up about 5% of the city's population but that the complexes account for about 20% of the city's crime.
"Mayor Bloomberg's derogatory statements about public housing residents are an outrage," Sherrilyn Ifill, president and director-counsel of the NAACP Legal Defense and Educational Fund, said in a statement.
The organize operates separately from the NAACP.
"Families live in public housing apartments, not criminals," Ifill said. "Public housing residents, as well as their friends and family members visiting them, deserve the same level of respect from our mayor as any other New York City resident. They should not be treated like prisoners in their own homes."
Darius Charney, senior staff attorney with the Center for Constitutional Rights, told CBS New York that Bloomberg's comments were excessive and that an easier fix for the crime issue would be to repair the locks at public housing complexes.
"My understanding, having talked to a lot of tenants, is that's a very big problem," Charney told the news organization. "You have broken doors, which anybody can open and close."
A spokesman for Bloomberg defended the mayor's remarks, saying fingerprinting is the next new realm of modern-day security.
"All security is moving toward biometrics - even the next iPhone will have fingerprint security," the spokesman, Marc La Vorgna, told Politicker.com."Every day the mayor logs into his own computer by placing his finger on the keyboard to log in. Why wouldn't we want to think about providing the highest level of security possible for NYCHA residents?"


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Escape From L.A. (US - BD)
Gabe plays a game of horse and catches a sewer wave with Snake Plissken...
Escape From LA is John Carpenter's Godfather Part III. Both films saw beloved directors returning to some of their most (more) financially successful work following a string of iffy productions. Both films were disappointments for core and passing fans, and in the end, both films were more or less unnecessary. Godfather Part III made decent money, and managed to trick the Academy into nominating it for Best Picture, but I'll still take Carpenter's film over Coppola's most days of the week, because even at his worst Carpenter is rarely less than entertaining ( Memoirs of an Invisible Man notwithstanding). The story is simple—war hero turned criminal Snake Plissken (Kurt Russell) is once again forced into a bad situation. This time instead of being burdened with the rescue of the President from a New York prison island, Snake is sent to the walled city of Los Angeles, which broke off of the mainland during a massive earthquake in 1998. His mission: retrieve a remote device from revolutionary leader Cuervo Jones (Georges Corraface), and kill the President's runaway daughter before he dies of a ten hour virus he's been infected with.
Escape From LA is a campy comedy first, genuine action movie second, but there are times the film skews a too far into parody for my comfort. The tone is so campy it often feels more like the film was made by a Carpenter impersonator (I'm thinking Robert Rodriguez?) rather than the man himself. I have a feeling that even if it had been a genuinely good film Escape From LA would've been a flop due to its exceedingly silly tone, which all but requires the audience to have seen the original film to get the joke (the $50 million budget, Carpenter's all time highest, certainly didn't help the grosses). The cast is among the most impressive B-movie congregations in history, and everyone does their job from top to bottom, especially Russell and Pam Grier, but it's still hard to care, and there's no one worth quoting. The visual silliness would seem to dictate the need for colourful characters, but Grier and Bruce Campbell are the only ones given much to work with, and Campbell's scene zips by without much thought. The R-rating doesn't really make any sense either, because Carpenter pulls almost every violent punch. He probably should've just cut whatever offended the MPAA and taken a PG-13, as the movie probably would've scored more young viewers at the box office (I know I wanted to see it at the time, but wasn't quite eighteen).
Most production reports point towards the film being made based on star/producer Kurt Russell's insistence, rather than Carpenter's interest, and it certainly shows. The storyline follows the original film too closely, pointing to a lack of ideas. Perhaps Carpenter and Russell were hoping their fan base was large enough that audiences would be happy cheering for familiarity (I imagine premier audiences hooted and hollered through most of the film). Instead most of us just wanted to watch Escape From New York again instead. The Alice in Wonderland motif still works well enough, but the set piece to set piece momentum would make a better video game than movie. For the record I'm surprised there hasn't been a Snake Plisskin video game yet, base on the apparently decent sales of the Warriors and Evil Dead games.
It's been a very long time since I saw Escape From LA last, so I'm unable to conjure any solid memories of the DVD transfer for comparative purposes, but according to sources all US DVDs were non-anamorphic. Fortunately, like pretty much every John Carpenter Blu-ray release, the film looks like a brand new release (likely thanks to director's love of anamorphic Panavision). Darker scenes feature minor edge-enhancement, and some definite traces of digital noise reduction (grain is nearly non-existent throughout the entire transfer, which seems wrong), but overall there's very little to complain about. The majority of the film takes place at night, which makes black but the costumes and sets are often quite colourful, and Carpenter's compositions feature an almost three-dimensional layered look, where foreground, middle ground and background are very specifically defined (the use of deep focus sometimes causes some blurring on the edges, which is not the transfer's shortcoming). The details are sometimes so sharp during these wider layered moments, and Russell's wardrobe is so perfectly black that he often appears to be standing in front of a blue screen, even when he isn't. The actually composition shots look pretty terrible in hi-def (the blue and green edges around the subjects are quite obvious), and the bad CG graphics are done no favours, but the matte paintings look pretty great, even if they aren't particularly convincing. Close-up detail is just as impressive, especially Russell's craggy, stubble infested face.
Escape From LA makes its Blu-ray debut with a solid Dolby TrueHD 5.1 track. The track starts strong with Carpenter's credit overture music, followed by the noisy destruction of LA via earthquake. Carpenter didn't have the budget to destroy the city Independence Day style, so the sound design is important to convey the utter chaos. From here the film is pretty consistently loud, though the sound design is a little less immersive than most modern action flicks, especially during non-action moments. The rear channels aren't utilized as often as they could have been, leaving most of the ambience to the front channels, but there are a few pointed moments that make their presence worth the disc space (thunder, a few gun shots). Explosions, car gags, aftershocks and shootouts are all plentiful enough to appreciate the finer points of the sound design, and the centred dialogue track is consistent and clear. Back on the subject of Carpenter's music, this score is vintage from top to bottom, and the synth style tends to be a little thin by modern, big-budget standards. The transfer overcompensates occasionally by adding too much bass to the drum sound, but is successful when the stereo spread is taken advantage of. The other soundtrack music follows suit, featuring only a slight rear channel echo effect.
Oh come on! Nothing but a trailer, Paramount? We all know there's a Carpenter and Russell commentary track out there, just give it to us already. Bah!
It's no Escape From New York, or even a Prince of Darkness, but despite its never ending torrent of flaws Escape From LA is an entertaining film, and it features a great ending (that sets up a third film we'll never see). Apparently there's an official Escape From New York remake in the making, but I don't see the point between this and Neil Marshal's Doomsday (which I just found on sale and purchased, as a matter of coincidence). Fans of Snake Plissken's second adventure should be very happy with this Blu-ray release's beautiful high definition transfer, but will be saddened by the missing extras. Rumours of director's cuts continue to perpetuate, but it doesn't appear we'll be seeing them any time soon.
Review by Gabriel Powers
the-gr8shag Member Join Date: September 2005 Location: United States Posts: 172
L.A. is o.k., but, I'll take New York any day.
Workshed101 Member Join Date: January 2008 Location: United Kingdom Posts: 165
Love this movie. Fantastic to look at (with the occasional ropey bit of CGI) great score, Kurt at his absolute coolest.
Carpenters last decent film IMHO.
Carpenters last decent film IMHO.
Shadowmoses Member Join Date: July 2007 Location: United States Posts: 173
I still love this movie. Kurt Russell and Carpenter are one of my favorite teams in film.
stanton heck Member Join Date: June 2005 Location: United States Posts: 1,098
The reason for the lack of extra's is simple money. Paramount doesn't own the film they only have release rights. The company that owns the negative owns all the stuff we love (deleted scene's). If Paramount wanted toput those extras on the DVD they would have to pay for them. EFLA lost money for the studio in 1996. I suggest if anyone really wants extras is to search on line for a tv special that aired on "E". It was a special on the making of the film. Also I am not sure if John Carpenter did an audio comentary on the laserdisc release. If so that sould of been included.
Wilson Bros Reviewer Join Date: August 2004 Location: United Kingdom Posts: 1,183
Ever wonder why a $50 million movie has mediocre effects and looks rather cramped? Well, on the run up to release, we remember reading in a newspaper (remember that particular type of news-carrier?) that from the budget, Kurt Russell walked away with about $10m, whilst Carpenter trousered $5m from the total money.
Figure in that Peter Fonda isn't cheap, and you can see why it ends up looking rather under-funded.
Figure in that Peter Fonda isn't cheap, and you can see why it ends up looking rather under-funded.
Dumb Dealer Member Join Date: October 2008 Location: Indonesia Posts: 227
Until now, I'm still wondering why there're a lot of people so invested in this 'franchise'. I know that it's not because of this 'LA' but the 'NY' one. Still, although NY has Great Character (Snake) & fresh idea, the execution is poor. Moreover, it has very tepid action scenes. Even Romero's flick and dozens of movies in the same era and same budget as NY has better & more involving action. As for this movie: yeah it's a disaster, everybody knows that. The CG made it even worse. If u want to see Snake in a good flick, go play that Metal Gear Solid game instead.
matt helm Member Join Date: October 2007 Location: United States Posts: 38
Another reason for the poor cgi is that the film was pushed up in order to make a late summer release date. As a result, Carpenter had less time than he'd anticipated to finish the f/x. Regardless, I've always thought this one was a lot of fun.
It's obvious that Carpenter and Russell were more focused on the general concept (ie. a post-war LA) than anything else, so fans ended up with more satire than they really wanted. But it still has a solid performance from Russell and a truly inspired ending.
It's obvious that Carpenter and Russell were more focused on the general concept (ie. a post-war LA) than anything else, so fans ended up with more satire than they really wanted. But it still has a solid performance from Russell and a truly inspired ending.
Andy3105 Member Join Date: April 2008 Location: United Kingdom Posts: 175
Actually, Carpenter is on record as saying that LA turned out the way it did because the budget was lower than his Memoirs of an Invisible Man which I think starred Chevy Chase, apparently the studio weren't too keen but agreed to finance the film for much lower than Carpenter and Russell were asking/
I remember reading that on the net in an interview with Carpenter a few years back.
I remember reading that on the net in an interview with Carpenter a few years back.
Worst Nightmare Senior Member Join Date: July 2002 Location: Australia Posts: 6,716
No commentary - shame!
Real shocking cgi on that surfing scene.....
Real shocking cgi on that surfing scene.....
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Disc Details
Release Date: 4th May 2010
Discs: 1
Disc Type: Blu-ray Disc
RCE: No
Video: 1080p
Aspect: 2.35:1
Anamorphic: No
Colour: Yes
Audio: Dolby TrueHD 5.1 English
Subtitles: English SDH, French, Spanish
Extras: Trailer
Easter Egg: No
Feature Details
Director: John Carpenter
Cast: Kurt Russell, Steve Buscemi, Bruce Campbell, Pam Grier, Peter Fonda
Genre: Action, Adventure and Comedy
Length: 101 minutes
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Joyce P. Bowers of Roscoe, NY, a homemaker and a lifelong area resident, died Tuesday, January 29, 2013 at the Orange Regional Medical Center, Middletown, NY. She was 82.
The daughter of the late Raymond and Anna Davis Welch, she was born January 17, 1931 in Arcade, NY.
Joyce had worked at the Tennanah Blake House in Tennanah Lake for many years.
Survivors include her husband, Burr M. Bowers, Jr., at home; two daughters: Patricia Hendrix and her husband, John of Roscoe, NY and Roxanne Lake and her husband, Tom of Roscoe, NY; two sons: Burr Bowers III and his wife, Dianna of Roscoe, NY, and Earl "Skip" Bowers of Roscoe, NY; 14 grandchildren; 12 great-grandchildren, and several nieces and nephews. She was predeceased by two brothers: Laverne Welch and Charles Welch; and two sisters: Mildred Decker and Irene Boyer.
Visitation will be Thursday (today), January 31st, from 4 to 7 p.m. in the Harris Funeral Home, Railroad Ave., Roscoe, NY. Funeral services will be Friday, February 1st, at 10 a.m. in the funeral home. The Rev. David Collins will officiate. Burial will be in the Riverview Cemetery, Roscoe, NY, in the Spring.
Memorial contributions in her name may be made to the Roscoe-Rockland Volunteer Ambulance Corp., PO Box 321, Roscoe, NY 12776 or to the Roscoe-Rockland Volunteer Fire Company, PO Box 202, Roscoe, NY 12776.
Funeral arrangements have been entrusted to the Harris Funeral Home, Railroad Ave., Roscoe, NY 607-498-4929 or 845-439-5200 www.Harris-FH.com


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I'd say the same as HappyLily...I have time to run and do many things for myself now (at age 51, with grown kids) that I would never have been able to do when they were young. My hubby did a lot too, but there was always a carpool, a scout meeting, a gymnastics practice (and another practice and another...lots of time there!) or a play date and homework, or a school open house, etc. Find time to get your exercise when you can, but sometimes we have other things we have to do.
I like what Love the Half said...we are making memories instead...both good and bad. You'll get back on track. I'm sure the last couple of weeks have been hard. It's so difficult to watch them sick!
You've got a great attitude...and you know it will get better.
BTW, I only ran 8 miles last week. I had a family wedding, family staying with us for the wedding, and a work conference and dinner. Sometimes things just don't work out for all of us!
I am going to agree with LTH on this one. I have two small kids myself and totally agree that there are times when running can (and should) be set aside for them. However, I also think that it becomes very easy to put aside ourselves for our kids or families, because they will ALWAYS need something. And then the running (or whatever activity it is that you do for yourself) suffers. The key is striking the right balance between being there for them and also making time for yourself. You will be happier and healthier for it and they will have a great role model to emulate as they grow.
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I have three little boys myself (6, 4 and 2 years old), so I well understand what you are saying here. Babies come first! I hope they are both feeling a bit better now. What a rough go for the both of them and their Mama!
Run Like a Mother
5 miles in the gorgeous sun, 42 degrees, light breeze. Did this mama good this morning! My son is officially off restricted activity in the morning and is VERY excited to not have to sit in the school office during recess, and my daughter was well enough to go to school this morning. I dropped them off and headed out into one of the most beautiful days we have had in a long time. Life is looking a little more normal, as of today! Thanks for all of your well wishes, the kiddos are felling much better!!
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Same here. My 3yo had em out on Jan 24th. Work went to hell. My allergies went to shit. I went from 45 mile weeks to 16mpw, 20 something, and now hope to break 30 this week with a 15K tomorrow. Even when I had time to run, have not been motivated to run. Life stinks. Patience. Get back out there.
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Kinda strange....that is the same day my son had his out. Weirdness!
Thank you for posting this!! I feel the same way. I love to run. But sometimes I feel like such a slacker because I'm lucky to run 20 miles a week. And half the time I dont' even want to get out there! I go weeks without running and sometimes, like today, I have to force myself out the door because I know it will be all to easy for me to just stop and have to start over again.
Kinda strange....that is the same day my son had his out. Weirdness!
Our ENT stars are aligned. Pointing to our insurance deductible. Boy is better, eating, and aside from having nosebleeds from the adenoids healing all is well.
Hope yours & offspring are back to normal! I am almost there. I see the light at the end of the tunnel at work in the next week or so.
My 15K was fun...weather was great. I went out too slow due to being worried about blowing up because of my 2 week taper. Had pretty splits from 9mm to 7:45mm at the end.
I must admit, after reading this post, I'm glad I didn't start that "It's JUST Parenting" thread I've been composing in my head over the past couple of weeks...
I'm happy, hope you're happy too...
Proud Calgarian
Priorities - good stuff on spending the time with the kids, before you know it, they'll be grown and be moving out on their own. Someone like me can only afford to run because my job is secure and my kids are old.
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Cornwall Half-Marathon, 1:35, April 27th 2013
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Inspiration: Katie Thompson's Suitcase Seating
We're always drawn to creative green designs that incorporate the old with the new, but the imaginative work of Cape Town designer, Katie Thompson, is something special. Her work blends the romantic and nostalgic with the practical and current for a fresh and whimsical vibe.
Katie started her design business, REcreate, earlier this year in Cape Town with the mission of "striv[ing] for the unconventional and unique in every project." In addition to offering interior design services, she's also put out an inventive array of re-imagined home products created from old and discarded items.
We were particularly taken with her seating line. Vintage suitcases make a comfy comeback as whimsical occasional chairs and settees. The cases have been reinforced with an internal steel structure and plush cushions.
To learn more about Katie and her designs, check out REcreate's website.
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Visiting the Behr Process Corp. in Santa Ana wasn't at all what we imagined. First, there is a lot of white. White walls, white lab tables, white lab coats. Even the electron microscopes are white. Surely we should see rivers of color in the factory.
But the production line was all white, too, with white primers and white paint bases dispersed into gallon cans while 12,000-gallon white mixers combined products in giant vats of white.
Paint could be the only industry that serves the fanciful design world where color isn't created until the point of purchase.
"We're all about empowering the consumer," said Scott Richards, senior vice president of marketing.
Indeed, buying a can of paint is the laymen's opportunity to change a room in a single day. It's the biggest impact for the least amount of money, said Erika Woelfel, director of color marketing.
It's not that the company doesn't think about color – there are entire departments devoted to it. But a sizeable part of the Behr team focuses on properties that we might not notice when we open a can.
"Our technology is all about the end-user getting the best outcome," Richards said. "We compensate for the non-expert."
We might have expected passionate Picasso-types grinding pigments and linseed oil in paint-stained smocks. Otho Behr created his first redwood stain in a similar fashion in the 1940s in his Pasadena garage.
Instead, Behr's 200 or so chemists in pristine lab coats are devoted to technologies that make painting successful for the end-user. Trim finishes that are self-leveling, wall paints with improved adhesion, paints that are also primers, that seal better and hide imperfections.
John Gilbert, vice president of research and development, said Behr paint doesn't need to be stirred. That makes a big difference for those of us who change the living room from beige to blue just for a day's fun.
Stability is an engineering achievement that surely has the stir-stick companies sweating bullets. "Our paints don't separate," Gilbert said.
Old habits die hard. Weekend warriors might grab those stir sticks anyway, just in case.
Parts of the research and development team are devoted to eliminating VOCs – volatile organic compounds that, according to the Environmental Protection Agency, can have adverse health effects.
Behr takes their zero VOC seriously, including offering only low VOC in their pigments, too.
"You can buy zero VOCs in the paint market, but some of the companies add them into the final product when the color pigments are added," Gilbert said.
Larry Teachout, the technical director of color, is in charge of how we perceive paint. He works with metamerism – how color shifts in different lights, comparing Home Depot light to average home environments and sunlight.
In other words, he runs makes sure the color you pick looks like the color on the chip.
"You will always want to sample colors at home before you buy," Woelfel said.
Woelfel might have the most fun job of all. Her day is consumed with color trends, jet-setting with the design world, checking out fashion, crafts, art and other trend influences, and the most fun of all, naming the colors on the color chips.
"It takes about two years for color trends to go from fashion runways to home décor," she said.
What's trending now?
"Colored ceilings," she said. "Most people think that a colored ceiling makes a room feel low. Just the opposite is true. Dark ceilings disappear, making a room feel larger."
Chic for 2013 is defining spaces with color, color blocking, woodland tones and striped walls created with flat wall paint in the same color as low sheen.
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The American Red Cross is seeking nominees for the 11th annual Heroes Breakfast on April 11.
The American Red Cross is seeking nominees for the 11th annual Heroes Breakfast on April 11.
Candidates can be anyone who lives or works in San Joaquin and Calaveras Counties who went above and beyond the call of duty to exhibit a true act of selflessness in the last year. There are 12 categories for nomination, including animals who have performed heroic deeds.
Information: Liza Cruz, (209) 644-2828 or redcrosscrc.org.
Sunflower Presents, a non-profit that provides live entertainment to nursing homes, assisted living and hospital facilities, will hold its crab feed fundraiser at 6:30 p.m. Jan. 26 at the Scottish Rite Center, 33 W. Alpine Ave., Stockton.
Tickets are $40 and are available at Camlu Assisted Living, 6037 N. Pershing Ave.
All proceeds will benefit services to seniors and the disabled confined in care facilities within San Joaquin County.
Information: (209) 472-7801.
St. Joseph's 5K Fun Run/Walk for Wellness will be at 9 a.m. Jan. 26 starting at the medical center, 1800 N. California St., Stockton.
The entry fee for adults is $35 and includes a long-sleeved T-shirt and goody bag. The entry fee for children younger than 10 is $10 and includes a medal. Proceeds benefit the CareVan, a mobile health clinic.
Information: (209) 461-3338 or StJosephsCares.org.
The Haggin Museum of Stockton will host a bus trip to the Louvre Exhibit at The Fine Arts Museum and the Rudolf Nureyev: a Life in Dance at The deYoung Museum in San Francisco from 8 a.m. to 7 p.m. Jan. 27. The fee for members is $99, and for nonmembers is $124.
Information: (209) 463-6957.
Stockton Beautiful and the Stockton Rose Society will hold their annual Rose Pruning Workshop at 9 a.m. Jan. 27 at Victory Park.
Terry Reilly, co-founder of the Friends of the San Jose Garden, will demonstrate the pruning techniques he has promoted to maximize the quantity of blooms at that garden. The demonstration will be followed by hands-on pruning of the Stockton Beautiful Rose Garden which is just north of the Haggin Museum.
The workshop is free. Attendees are encouraged to bring their sharp pruning shears and garden gloves. Hot coffee and snacks will be provided.
Information: (209) 948-9335.
The Cortopassi Family Foundation is accepting nominations for its annual Excellence in Teaching Awards. All nominees must be full-time classroom teachers in public or charter high schools in San Joaquin County, and have at least two years experience in math, science or alternative education. All nominations must be submitted by their current principals.
Each recipient will receive $5,000 in cash from the Cortopassi Family Foundation and each of their schools will also receive $5,000, to be used for program enhancements in their respective departments.
The nomination deadline is Jan. 31. Recipients will be honored at an awards ceremony and dinner on Apr. 11 at the Stockton Golf and Country Club.
Nomination forms and informational packets can be downloaded at sjcoe.org/resource/cortopassi.aspx.
Information: (209) 468-9027.
South Stockton Lions will have a crab feed starting at 6 p.m. Feb. 2 at Waterloo Gun and Bocce Club, 4343 B, Ashley Lane, Stockton.
Tickets are $45.
Information: (209) 401-7690 or (209) 473-0722.


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