Bill has fond memories: When I was a kid I didn't have any toys. We made our own fun by throwing rocks and wading in the runoff water of the tailing ponds. Well actually, I had one toy -- my sister's doll.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Ray Mine in Kearny AZ
It's a "mini" Kennecott! This is Bill's connection to Salt Lake City. He was born in the town of Ray, situated somewhere in the middle of these heaps. When he was in grade school, the entire town moved to the newly established Kearny (so the mine could expand). His father became a Kennecott executive -- so the family moved to Salt Lake City for Bill's 5th thru 10th grades, back to Kearny to finish high school, then later back to SLC to attend U of U.
Bill has fond memories: When I was a kid I didn't have any toys. We made our own fun by throwing rocks and wading in the runoff water of the tailing ponds. Well actually, I had one toy -- my sister's doll.
Bill has fond memories: When I was a kid I didn't have any toys. We made our own fun by throwing rocks and wading in the runoff water of the tailing ponds. Well actually, I had one toy -- my sister's doll.
Monday, March 21, 2011
The Scarlet B
I can't quite convince Amanda that a US history vaction to DC would be fun. However, she believes a Salem Witch Trial history vacation for Halloween is to die for! She finds it fascinating! As we were discussing it last week, I encouraged her to read one of my favorites The Scarlet Letter.
Yesterday, with Hester Prynne still lingering in my thoughts, I stumbled upon Bill's 7th Great-Grandmother Katherine Aines living in Plymouth in 1656/57. She was an outsider, living among Puritans. She came from Ireland as an indentured servant, presumably after Cromwell overtook the Isle. Her husband Alexander Aines, a Scot, survived the Battle of Dunbar and the Death March to Durham Cathedral, and was shipped to the New World with a thousand other prisons of war to labor in the ironworks.
In March 1657 Katherine was publicly whipped for adultery and sentenced to wear a red capital B on her upper garment. If she were ever found without it, she would be whipped again. The B was for Blasphemy. Her husband was also punished -- sentenced to the stockades for "leaving his family and exposing his wife to such tempations."
Romantic literature brought to life! Hmmm . . . blasphemy, rather than adultery, was her mark. She obviously spoke her mind! I imagine she pronounced her accusers' feined piety and foretold their now infamous hypocrisy! I wonder if she mocked their sentence with elaborate embroidery. I must find more!
Bill would rather close the door on this skeleton -- he obviously hasn't read Hawthorne!
Yesterday, with Hester Prynne still lingering in my thoughts, I stumbled upon Bill's 7th Great-Grandmother Katherine Aines living in Plymouth in 1656/57. She was an outsider, living among Puritans. She came from Ireland as an indentured servant, presumably after Cromwell overtook the Isle. Her husband Alexander Aines, a Scot, survived the Battle of Dunbar and the Death March to Durham Cathedral, and was shipped to the New World with a thousand other prisons of war to labor in the ironworks.
In March 1657 Katherine was publicly whipped for adultery and sentenced to wear a red capital B on her upper garment. If she were ever found without it, she would be whipped again. The B was for Blasphemy. Her husband was also punished -- sentenced to the stockades for "leaving his family and exposing his wife to such tempations."
Romantic literature brought to life! Hmmm . . . blasphemy, rather than adultery, was her mark. She obviously spoke her mind! I imagine she pronounced her accusers' feined piety and foretold their now infamous hypocrisy! I wonder if she mocked their sentence with elaborate embroidery. I must find more!
Bill would rather close the door on this skeleton -- he obviously hasn't read Hawthorne!
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