I talk to dead people on a regular basis for Emmett’s story. Because the convo is mostly one-way, I don’t get a lot of sass back from my interview subjects. Also, I don’t have to worry about Emmett and his friends not liking what I had to write about them […]
Friends, it isn’t that I expect to use a lot of swear words in Emmett’s book (what I have in his own words does not include cursing or profanity), but if I did, it would be because I had direct quotes from Emmett using the f-word, s-word, or whatever his […]
To quote my favorite everyday philosopher, Gomer Pyle: Surprise, surprise, surprise! So, then, if I am related to the Intrepid Barney Fife, then, so is Emmett! I now have the “Ballad of Andy and Barney” running in my head. Remember it? It was sung to the tune of “Frankie and […]
On Valentine’s Day, I found an interesting article in the 1894 edition of The Chipley Banner, Emmett’s hometown paper. (He was 12 years old at the time; I don’t think this would have caught his eye.) Mr. J.A. Lot gives ‘notice’ to ‘all and singular’ young ladies of the United […]
Maybe I should ask Bri Wi if he knows anything about Emmett Wilson, from a personal perspective? It is possible. Right?
Last night as I was trolling through the 1895 microfilm of The Chipley Banner, I discovered that Emmett’s brother, the Hon. Cephas L. Wilson, Esq., had not only a legal license, but a poetic license. Truth. Here’s more info about the poem from the same issue: I wonder why Ceph’s […]
I’ve been off the blog grid for several days. Just busy teaching classes, taking classes, reading microfilm, shepherding children, drafting story architecture, and the like. Oh, and snow. DC didn’t get ‘hammered’ by the ‘historic blizzard;’ just an inch or so of snow. Because no one knows how to drive […]
One of the early hospitals in Pensacola was St. Anthony’s Hospital and Sanitarium, which also was known as the Pensacola Sanitarium. It was located at the corner of Garden and Baylen Streets. There weren’t many hospitals in Pensacola during the early 1900s; you certainly wouldn’t have seen a large medical […]
It is fair to conclude that Emmett’s law school diploma was most likely in Latin and his name was Latinized. I thought that was all that needed to be said about Emmett’s diploma: Emmett came home from Stetson, showed the nice diploma to all his friends, slapped it into a […]
If you recall, last month I had a question for Angela the Archivist at Stetson University about Emmett’s law school diploma; specifically: Was Emmett’s law school diploma in Latin? She said she’d get back to me after she and another archivist over at the law school dug around a bit […]
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