I asked my Mom a bunch of questions about her life and she had a lot to say. After we were done, she added, “I really liked to darn socks. The little cross stitches.” That didn’t make it into the recording.
Deborah (Warren) Schwarz came up with some great old recordings from Grandpa Warren. Click to play the MP3 files. If you need a copy of the MP3 files let me know.
This first one is “Hopeful Aspects of Racial Conflict” by Claude Warren. Released: 1957.
\"Hopeful Aspects of Racial Conflict\" - Claude Warren
Next we have “This is my Life”.
01-Claude-Warren-This-is-my-Life
Dick Warren interviewed Betty in 1994.
01-Dick-Warren-interviews-Betty
And finally, a 1957 interview with Paul Jones on segregation. Mr Jones was a black Birmingham parole officer for the juvenile court.
Another post about my grandfather, Rev. Claude W. Warren. He and friends took themselves out with a portable organ to preach the gospel to the lumberjacks in northern Wisconsin in 1926. This is his account of those days.
Claude Warren (right) on tour with Davies on organ.
We are all in this together and the more clearly we see it the better off we all will be.
The sun rises, so also do spirits. The sun is implacable in his path. Some spirits are rising faster and higher than others. It’s nothing to get all proud of. Or envious of.
Rank and privilege and riches and power are there for those who devote themselves to finding them. Peace and love and happiness likewise are all there as well for those who devote themselves to finding them.
The trip started long before I actually left. Sam was in Japanese language class in Okinawa and had a month off for summer vacation, like all schools in Japan do, and asked if anyone could come visit. I took a hard look at my bank account and said Yes. Continue reading Heart Washing in Japan→
Or, how to amaze your relatives with little known and mostly useless facts.
Okay, before I start, it’s true that some of today’s blended families make the idea of half-siblings and second cousins kind of moot, and maybe a little annoying or even a bit offensive. Regardless, I push on. Most of the structure for this came from reading an article in the Farmer’s Almanac some years ago, and the picture stuck in my head well enough so that I can share it around and make – hopefully – sense. Continue reading What Number Cousin Were You Again?→
You must be logged in to post a comment.