Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Momma's letters

dear linda

pictures in rhe thirties very nice thank you very much just awoke up and figured it out will explain the story when see you
it is my older years i am not deaf i under stand feel very alone we all have our problems found its better to be deaf
the news is not allways my business linda am gone tuesdays - to thursdays visit two home bound people once a week you
know do not promise and forget people today have there own world do not worry about me unnecerly am not alone people are kind was in hamilton yesterday telephone cable and wireless diabetic centre i make my own happiness please not worry about me
am ok look after yourself know you are happy about operation all will be well am doing best can what i have to work with

thanks for writing about operation we will have to talk about it you sound good try not to argue about things rather walk away
and be alone and calm down not worth fussing never gave up thinking of years find our own happiness some day lot more
will be clear. love you allways will be good. Maricheaux

From: starlite2012@hotmail.com
To: bdaonion1923@hotmail.com
Subject: old bermuda photos 1930's
Date: Sun, 24 Oct 2010 20:24:39 -0400

dear Momma,
guess we got cut off, all of a sudeen you were not there, I figured you would call back but I guess we said all we had to say, the main point is I heard your voice again. I thought you were annoyed with me, I know I am not the best and should do better. Anyway, we were talking about old Bermuda, I found some old Bermuda pictures that I hope you can see, ask Christy to bring them up for you. or ask Macai, he is a very nice person and I am sure he would help you out in any way possible. Sometimes we have to overlook some things, it is different today, I had to accept certain things but then I am 30 years younger
anyway, here is the links, now I want to go see what I found myself

http://www.flickr.com/photos/24443965@N08/sets/72157615645491751/

hope you can see these, Momma stand up on your feet and DEMAND some things, the 1930's was your young years and you should see what you can. They are actually in colour
love always Linda

Momma's letters

My Dear Linda & Family
Finally read THE STUFF thank you not to old to figure it out was going out Cheryl's house have to call again just called Cheryl she
worked until 8pm last night she just awoke going back until 3pm I will see her then they all enjoyed Christina,s party said was
lovely we all had a lovely time Makie her boyfriend is quiet everyone likes him she has known him for over a year not crude or noisy he went school in Rhode Island a pllumber by trade.

Caitlin was to show me how to find your letter she never did and thank god I found it Christie and Makie by plane Saturday to board a ship
in Portica Rica south America and Islands on east side she had been last year to Jamaica and other Islands .

Enjoyed your long message good long one this is all new to me same old mess I get in Christina's party very nice Chris made pizza
10 pounds of flour his friend mr curtis he went school with i came up with his parents his second wife is American and has three children
she works in Hamilton i had met her Daughter on beach last Summer. Mr Curtis was Chri's Freind they walk together

Cheryl said how good Christina was a friend of Jaihan,s they went to Bda College for Maths Cherys said how she helped her daughter in Maths
she can be good to me she helped with the yard she does good when she wants to she is forgetfull Catelin annoys me Chris said she
does not know what to say to me she has seen me age in front of her and slow down impatient will try another tact more then one way to skin a cat here goes Maurice again .

The lady standing at door of The St. George's Society is Lillian Hayward she did the new Births in St.George,s Babies Canon the old Minister at St Peter's knew the secrets of St George's Parish he married Miss Hayward late in life she was a founder of the Society in early 19twenties do believe have been there five years the grass gets cut I peddle on best I can they all have been good to me we all get along will give message to them have two tomato plants with flowers. I have my own mind as you know it gets me in trouble, when Gene shouted to You sounded like
Dada it still goes back will the day ever come when peace is there
has been times when was free I know there is more for me.

hang in as long as I can I have your messages you sent will pass along Mrs Esdaille likes your messages.

Hang in there with Gene Amanda Max and Lady Takes a long time to understand Family and Friends Patience and understanding
about money in better control not that unsecure any more do not turn the Button hope to see Cheryl this afternoon she is off
Today,Tue & Wed will get back some times. she loves her job Laverne and rest have order dumpster to empty the house.. t would make a lovely Rest Home for Seniors. They do what has to be done we have to do our best.
Love you all miss you all Have to be content loving and kind to all.. Thank you Linda Love you allways Mama Grannie
Maricheaux having my Lunch Shower and head for Bus to Wellington.
From: starlite2012@hotmail.com
To: bdaonion1923@hotmail.com
Subject: stuff
Date: Fri, 29 Oct 2010 22:15:38 -0400

Dear Momma,
Thanks for your nice letter I am so happy that you were able to see the pictures. I didn't know that they would be arranged so nice and I am happy that you were happy to see them. Even tho I am not there I miss the old Bermuda. I see Paula Cox is Premier now, wonder how things will go, will the new broom sweep clean or leave the same old dust in the corners hehehe. Best thing she could do in her early days is send those detainees back to Cuba, they have no jobs anyway so who is providing their room and board. Must be the tax payer as usual.

Don't worry about who is Premier, they are all for themselves white or black, PLP or UBP but I think the UBP is done for. They haven't been in charge for many years now. I miss the old Bermuda because you knew where you were in society. Now everything is all jumbled up and nothing is run right. There were nice coloured people who went to church and led decent lives, then there were the not-so nice coloured/black ones who lived completely different and lived in different places and we rarely mixed. Then there were the white folks who ran things and that is alright. Somebody has to lead and the devil you know is always better than the one you don't.

You and those of your generation are the last ones who lived the old way where we knew our place. I had it when I was young and I guess moving to the US to a state where there are a lot of people who look like me, it was easy just to drift along with the tide. Now it is Amanda's and Max's world and I do the best I can.

Please don't worry about that operation it is for my own good and I have to get this weight off me and this will help. I was not meant to be this fat and I hope this time next year I will look a lot different and feel a whole lot better. You will do OK as long as you get out and see people, get on the bus the way you are used to, and do the things during the week. In that lot of pictures was a lady standing in front of the Historical Society. I wanted to try and send that one to the Historical Society but they have no email. People lived at home there and it goes back to the 1700's.

I miss all the history, there is no history here, at least I don't see any. In Boston they have some old buildings but a lot of things are getting torn down for ugly new buildings like that John Swan place in town. I guess the hurricane didn't knock it down so sorry. You have a little tropical storm coming your way, hopefuully you will get some rain from it for the tanks.

well have rambled on enough, tomorrow I have to work, well can only do what I can but I am like you I need that little bit of change it makes a difference. On Wednesday my gov't check came in and I was able to pick up sme things I needed like hair stuff, mouthwash etc that I had run out of.
take care Moma and you know I love you, my love to Chat and Chew, Bible study and Historical Socxiety folks xxxx Linda

Thursday, January 29, 2009

depressing letter

Dear Sara,
You don't have to acknowledge this but I want to send it anyway because I need to sort out how I feel. I'm not doing so well everything looks grey and I feel worse and worse. I'm calling Patty's office at 10am but even when she calls me back I won't get to say anything, she has no time to listen, her job is just pills and while she really cares she is pressed for time, I understand that

Everything has become a big burden to me and is getting worse. My ideal way would be just to stay in bed in sleep because when I get up people expect me to do things or at least shower and move around. If I wasn't struggling to go to work I wouldn't even bother to shower, that's how unmotivated I am. On my days off I can't even bring myself to get in there shower, I am going nowhere so why bother

But then I don't want to go anywhere at all. Amanda isn't working so she has taken over a lot of the stuff I used to do for Max like making sure he is on the bus (that is really getting me down and exhausting me. It seems like everyone else has so much energy and I wonder where they are getting it from. When I see things that people are doing on TV or irl first thing I wonder is why and how are they doing things that I would just skip over, I have no energy to even think of shopping or just going out for the sake of getting out of the house

The politics and stuff I am usually interested in and conspiracies etc if too much to think about I just see jobs disappearing daily and somewhere in my brain I realize in the states and all over the world the economy is crashing in slow motion. That's about as far as it goes. I think maybe Pres. Obama will take care of it all, and then I think she is shoveling shit against the tide. I am confused about it all

I am hanging out in the hair forum I used to where everyone is nice and polite and I spend time dressing up my profile page and looking for siggy generators stuff like that that is mindless and nobody cares about

The biggest indication of me disappearing is that last night it occurred to me that every time I thought about something I would like to eat, my usual junk food, it seems just grey, nothing much seems appetizing. I just stuff in any old thing. I am still eating but there isn't any pleasure even in that like it was. This would work for me if I just didn't eat when things are not appetizing but it doesn't work that way to me

It was earlier in the year that I felt I was enclosed in clear glass so I could see out but was cut off from the outside world. Now I feel like I am in a grey mist
I am hoping Patty can up my pills or something because even in my mind I know this isn't normal even for me

Thanks for reading Linda

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

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(CNN) -- Barack Obama was sworn in as the 44th president of the United States and the nation's first African-American president Tuesday. This is a transcript of his prepared speech.

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My fellow citizens:

I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often, the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forebearers, and true to our founding documents.

So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.

That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet. Watch the full inauguration speech »

These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land -- a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America: They will be met.

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn-out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.

We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of shortcuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the fainthearted -- for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things -- some celebrated, but more often men and women obscure in their labor -- who have carried us up the long, rugged path toward prosperity and freedom.

For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.

For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.

For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn.

Time and again, these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.

This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions -- that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.

For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act -- not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.

Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions -- who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.

What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them -- that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works -- whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account -- to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day -- because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control -- and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart -- not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.

As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: Know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort -- even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West: Know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.

To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment -- a moment that will define a generation -- it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.

For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends -- hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism -- these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility -- a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation and the world; duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence -- the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.

This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed -- why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent Mall, and why a man whose father less than 60 years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:

"Let it be told to the future world ... that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive... that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested, we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back, nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.