Today, I learned about the Judaic concept of “dan l’kaf zichud,” or, about the obligation to judge others favorably. In a nutshell, it is about giving someone the benefit of the doubt, not assuming a value judgment immediately about anything and everything. Given all the crap that goes on in […]
The date? March 3, 1908, the day after Mardi Gras. The place? The private dining room in the The Osceola Club, Pensacola, Florida The occasion/connection? Good question. This is another oddball jigsaw puzzle in the life of Emmett Wilson that I like to work out. Not to sound disparaging of anyone sitting around […]
Worth thinking about: ‘The word disaster comes from the Latin compound of dis-, or away, without, and astro, star or planet; literally, without a star’ (Brain Pickings).
Did you know that Emmett got his professional start texting (of sorts) for a living? True. And if you think about it, telegraph operators were early ‘texters.’ (Here’s a great history of telegraphing — see the first half of the article for details about the importance of the telegraph in […]
On Saturday morning, I said goodbye to a dear friend. You’d have liked Michelle. She was a pistol. She was someone who lived life like a loose garment — she had poise, humor, smarts. She also had a way of getting right the point, of saying the right thing at […]
I have great news! Emmett’s grand-niece, Elizabeth Meade Howard, has published a book! Elizabeth is the granddaughter of Katie Wilson Meade. I’ve ordered mine from Amazon, and I cannot wait to read it!
In my last post, we found Cephas Jr. back home in Marianna post recovery from a throat injury he received while he was stationed in France in 1919. According to the U.S. Census for 1920, Cephas Jr. had moved back in with his parents and had a job as a […]
On or about October 9, 1918, there was a knock at the door of the Cephas Love Wilson, Sr. house, on the corner of Jefferson and Clinton Streets, in Marianna, Florida. It was a telegram for Cephas Love Wilson’s parents — something people dreaded receiving during wartime. And it wasn’t […]
Cephas Love Wilson, Jr. was stationed in France in 1917, during which time he wrote home to his mother and father whenever he could, letting them know he was safe, and likely, telling them a sanitized — and probably censored — version of what was going on with him and […]
Our guy was born today in Hope Settlement, Belize, British Honduras on September 17, 1882. Happy Birthday, Emmett!
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