Sunday, July 12, 2015

Obituary for Jane King Cameron Emery

Jane Emery
This is a functional duplicate of the obituary as it was published in the Toledo Blade on Sunday, July 12, 2015. You can read it here: Jane King Cameron Emery. To this, I have added a few important paragraphs and pictures.

Jane King (Cameron) Emery, 90, of Sylvania, Ohio passed away suddenly Wednesday, July 8, 2015. She was born June 28, 1925, in Toledo, Ohio to Louis T. and Ruth Mary (Wright) Cameron, the second of four sisters.

Jane graduated from Libbey High School in 1943 and continued her education at the University of Toledo, earning a Bachelor of Arts. In the middle of her junior year she met Bill Emery, who had just returned from WWII. They were married in Toledo on October 2, 1948, and had two sons, William Louis and Robert McFarland.

Jane taught business subjects at Whitmer High School where the love, patience and respect that she showed her students made her a favorite teacher and inspired many students to become successful. She served as adviser to the Whitmer Equestrians, helping the club organize and put on their own horse show, which drew hundreds of entries from all over the area. Jane's avocation was raising and training American Saddlebred Horses and Palominos. In the 1960s she rode her registered PHBA mare, Emerydale's Golden Girl, to the position of first place in the nation, where she retired undefeated. Jane moved to American Saddlebred horses, showing in three gaited and fine harness classes and winning numerous trophies and awards.

When her husband of 58 years passed away, Jane put the remaining horses out to pasture and pursued other interests. She loved to sew and made several beautiful quilts for her family. She bought a piano and took piano lessons. She also enjoyed drawing, preferring pencil and charcoal, and she enjoyed going to church services every Sunday where she sat in 'widows' row', as the residents laughingly called it.

Jane was a caring, unassuming, generous person who loved her church. She never had a cross word to say about anyone. She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Bill; brother-in-law, John Roper, and her beloved sister, Amy-Lou Seymour. Left to cherish her memory are sisters, Alma Roper, Ann (Ned) Braunschweiger; nieces, Linda (Roper) Tong and Amy-Lou (Little Amy) Braunschweiger; nephew, John Roper; sons, Bill and Bob; daughter-in-law, Kim (Bob) Emery, and her cherished grandson, Wayne Emery. She will also be grievously missed by the family amicis, Dave Leuck and Mike Hamann.

We also want to recognize close personal friends Ellen Boone and her three daughters Anna, Karen and Meg.  These warmhearted, caring ladies enjoyed countless holidays, outings and parties with Jane, and were a great comfort to her when her husband passed away, and again when her son Bill was sick with cancer.  Their kindness and consideration gave Jane a lot of happiness over the years.

A memorial service will be held July 18th at 11:00 a.m. at Bethany Community Fellowship, 5757 Flanders Road, Toledo, Ohio 43623, and will be followed by a fellowship meal. A brief internment ceremony will be held at Toledo Memorial Park at 2:00 p.m.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

R.I.P. Jane Emery, née Cameron

It is my duty to inform everyone that my dear mother, Jane Emery, née Cameron, passed away last night (Wednesday, 7/8/15) around 11:00 PM.

I left the house around 8:00 to return some videos and make another stop or two.  When I got back around 8:45 I discovered that Mom was sitting in her recliner (where I left her), but she had vomited over everything as was semi-conscious.  She told me she'd had a heart attack. I called 9-1-1 and the EMS team arrived promptly.  They worked on Mom for a while, started an IV and such, then loaded Mom onto a stretcher and took her to Flower Hospital ER.  Mom's heart stopped at the ER, and the Dr. at the ER (Dr. Wilson) managed to revive her.  This happened several times, then the doctor explained to me that the medication was keeping her heart beating, but each time it wore off her heart stopped.  The kindest thing to do was to stop medicating her.
So that's what happened.

Ellen was with me, and we said good-bye to Mom.  I told Mom not to worry about me, that the Lord was looking after me and I'd be alright, and we'd see each other again in heaven.

I have a few phone calls to make today, but I'll be checking my email and Facebook as time and energy permit.

In addition (as of December 22, 2015) you may read the various obituaries at the following links:

R.I.P. Jane Emery

Toledo Blade Obituary Jane King Emery

Toledo Blade Article Jane Emery

This Site Obituary

Thank you and good night.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Helicopter Parents and Other Undesireables

Maybe you've had the misfortune to be seated near them while dining out.  They're the family of three to five whose children scream, run around the restaurant, and generally behave like a tribe of howler monkeys.  The parents are worse than a table full of drunks.  They allow their children to disrupt the rest of the world, and in fact will tell you that this kind of obstreperous behavior is completely acceptable and even cute.  Moreover, the parents believe that their children have the inalienable right to behave this way, no matter who finds it offensive.  Their child is special, precious and a benefit to the world.  These are helicopter parents.

The only thing worse than helicopter parents are helicopter parents with a special needs child.

Monday, July 6, 2015

About a week ago during the weekly meeting of Toledo Writers Group, Mary Shipko passed out
and hit the floor with a meaty smack a proposed FAQ for her latest release, AVIATRIX: First Woman Pilot for Hughes Airwest. The group took a few minutes to read it over, then our esteemed group leader opened the door to the usual flood of criticism.

To make this mercifully short, I'll omit the levity. When my number came up, I offered what I fervently hoped were a couple helpful suggestions and disposed of the whole thing. But instead of moving on, Mary asked me if I found the questions on the FAQ interesting and stimulating.

"In a word, no."

When it appeared that Mary's feathers were a bit ruffled, I hastened to add that my opinion didn't mean much, mainly because I don't read bestsellers from the New York Times Best Sellers List. The authors I tend to read might make this list, but not consistently and not this month. Next month isn't looking good either.

At this juncture I dimly recall some impulsive pedagogue adding something about target audiences and societal pariahs, but perhaps not. My point here is that my tastes don't run to mainstream press or commercial media, which means that I'm not this month's pick to be a hot new property on the Big Five's list. In keeping with that train of thought, if I, personally, like something, be it a book, an electronic gizmo, or a girl, that something is very likely not popular and might easily fail. It turns out that I have a certain amount of support for my harbinger theory.

The Chicago Tribune published an article stating the same thing. Here's a link to the story, but you'll need an account to read the entire article: There's a Reason All Your Favorite Products Are Always Being Discontinued. The Consumerist published a similar article, If You Buy The Stuff No One Else Likes, You Just May Be A “Harbinger Of Failure”, which is worth reading.

Basically, if you liked Zune, an iPod competitor that failed miserably, you might be one of these harbinger people. Worse, the more you like the product and the more you buy of it, the more likely the item is to fail.

The obvious way out of this is to find me, or people like me, and pay us not to like something. If that solution doesn't appeal to you, I suggest you don't waste time learning about your target audience; you'll likely get bored and give up. What you do is find out what your target audience is buying, then buy-borrow-or-steal three to five of these books, and read them to completion. After that, you can sit down at your keyboard and write something similar. Better yet, write several similar books and publish them on Amazon. Once the great unwashed discovers them, you won't have to worry about paying me and my friends not to like them. In fact, your only worry will involves taxes and your next best seller.
When I started this blog, I took a solemn vow not to write about politics, controversial societal problems involving Christian oppression or moral turpitude, and carefully remain under the RAdio Detection And Ranging devices of the SJWs and their sad/rabid puppies discussion.

This morning I've managed to shatter my own vow.

Oh well.  Rules are made to be broken, or at the very least, severely bent.  Vows are nothing more than a subclass of rules, and in this case the vow was made only to myself, and since I'm the one offended by the violation of said vow, I get to assign the punishment.

I hereby sentence myself to one evening without a cocktail, said evening to be determined at a later date.

My gripe is gun control and how it is obviously not working the way it's supposed to, and the screwed up Federal government that's letting the local, subordinate governments get away with this no-damned-good commie horseshit. Consider the latest news.

The Chicago Tribune brings us a story on the infamous 4th of July weekend:

10 Killed, 54 Wounded In Gun Violence Over Fourth of July Weekend in Chicago

Shootings over the long Fourth of July weekend left 10 people dead and 54 others wounded.

Among those killed was a 7-year-old boy shot in the chest during an attack aimed at his father, according to police.

Seven years old and he's hit by a slug intended for his father.  Did his father know this was likely to happen?  Are you freakin' kidding me? Of course the father knew, but rather than keep his son at home or let him go with another relative, he took the child into a gun fight. The commercial news media doesn't say if the father was armed or not, or give any information about the family.  Any bets on the father being a violent criminal and a gang member?

Then 5 NBC Chicago brings a recap and a little more information in general, minus a few somewhat inconsequential items.

Nine Dead, 46 Wounded in Fourth of July Weekend Violence in Chicago

Nine people died and 46 others were wounded in shootings across Chicago this Fourth of July weekend.
Among those who died was a 7-year-old boy who was shot while watching fireworks in Humboldt Park with his father just before midnight Saturday.

Three things that the commercial news media carefully avoids, and which should be published and emphasized:
  • How many of these people were shot by police, or shot in self-defense by a civilian?
  • How many of the victims were gang members with a violent criminal past?
  • Why didn't the alleged perpetrators obey the Draconian gun laws of the city of Chicago?
In a city where I'm most likely to need to carry a gun, local law prohibits me from doing so.  It's been this way for years, and Chicago is still a violent city.  Maybe it's time to try something else.

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Get Paid

Back in the early '70s (that would be in the last century for all you digital natives) I read Winning Through Intimidation by Robert Ringer, the little tortoise who could. The only two words in his book that are underlined are: Get Paid. That phrase stuck with me for the rest of my life, but it took me a while to learn to put it into practice.

To this end, Larry Correia of Monster Hunter Nation has written several articles that are well worth reading. The series begins when some unknown contributor with nothing but time on his hands manages to ruffle Larry's feathers. Here's the link to this story, which should be read at your own risk: File 770 Is Mad At Me Again. Larry goes on to explain exactly how authors get paid (or not, as the case may be) in How Authors Get Paid, Part 1 and How Authors Get Paid, Part 2. All of these articles are easy reads and well worth your time.

The part that Larry doesn't cover is that, unlike the rest of the world, the typical author isn't fighting with an employer or a client about a contract, a bounced check or the real meaning of net-30. The typical author is battling obscurity, and in order to Get Paid you must first beat obscurity three falls out of three.