Saturday, December 22, 2012

A Little More Regarding Inherited Talent

(or un-inherited for some of us)


Before I continue, some background:

I had written earlier about known theatrical talents of my ancestors and how those talents had bypassed me and spread itself to four of my five children. 

My great grandfather, William Clark Newman, was born in New York in 1856 and died in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan in 1927. Before moving his family to Canada in 1902, William had run a grain dealership in New York City, in an area now referred to as Tribeca (Triangle below Canal).

I first learned about William in 1964 when I became interested in genealogy, but I didn’t get much information at that time, possibly because I never asked the right questions. All I knew was that he took his family to Canada to live. From family photos I knew that that he had occasionally returned to the U S, and I had heard that his son who worked in Hollywood, Edwin de Baun Newman, had gotten him occasional bit parts in the movies.

This week I ran across a newspaper article about movie extras from a 1924 Sunday edition of the Utica (NY) Observer Dispatch, which I shall quote, in part.

“Local color” they call many of them... Wonderful faces, these, of men from 50 to 70 years of age, and all with a life story as interesting as any ever pictured on the screen written in their expressive faces.

Many are actors, “in the heel of their time,” others from the audience side of life. Most of them are simply “background”

The article first describes one person who did not want to be named, then:

Another old timer is W. C. Newman, better known as “Billy Newton.” He is making his debut in pictures, but he began his theatrical career many years ago as call boy in a theater where the famous “Julius Caesar Combination” was showing, with Booth Barrett, Bangs and Davenport in the company. He married “in the profession,” and with his wife, who had a glorious contralto voice, appeared in every one of the Gilbert and Sullivan operas, as did later their son Edwin de Baun Newman.

It was in those days that he first knew Tom and John Ince, and after all those years, Edwin de Baun Newman, about their age, supplementing a career as actor, writer and motion picture director became general manager for Thomas Ince studios. He sent for his father to come on from New York to spend his days in idle ease…

But “Billy” Newton, at the smell of grease paint as eager to get back in the harness as an old fire horse at the sound of the gong, decided to try his face in pictures. Unbeknown to his son he donned the old corduroys and sold himself for an “extra” to Director Ralph Ince, and hopes, in the course of time and human events, to “work up” to a regular part.

So, add another two members of the family to those with talent, William Clark Newman and his wife, Marietta Sharott Newman, and add to the talent of Edwin de Baun Newman, all recognized actors and singers.

And, add another name to research, Billy Newton.





Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Welcome to the 21st Century

After prodding from his mate, this 74 year old guy went to Sears to get a replacement water filter for his Sears refrigerator. Now this guy has had a long history of dealing with Sears - had even worked there for a short spell in the early 1960s. He especially liked their lifetime warranty for their Craftsman tools.

So, he walked into Sears, heading immediately to the appliance department. In the appliance department he spotted the rack of replacement filters and searched for the one he needed - 46-9020. The rack was half empty and he found only the numbers 9010 and 9030. He spent several minutes searching the hook tags for his 9020 number, but could not find it, followed by several minutes trying to locate a sales person to help him - to no avail.

Figuring that one of the ones on the rack could be used in place of the number that he had, he pulled out his i-phone to try to get the substitution information off of the internet. Yes. He had found that the 9030 would indeed replace the 9020. Unfortunately for Sears, he had also found that it was available on-line for $27 rather than the $45 that he was prepared to pay at Sears.

So he went home and ordered the item from the internet. Oh! And how good is a lifetime warranty if you are 74.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

At the Car Wash


Rode with Joyce to the local car wash. One of the touchless automatic ones where you drive in, stop the car and let the washing equipment run back and forth past your car.

After the wash and rinse cycles were complete she started to drive out, through the dryer cycle. Part way through, she stops the car, then tries to continue out, but the car would would not procede further. Huh, says I. 

Joyce tried and tried - put the car in reverse - nothing - back into first gear - nothing. Again and again she tries it. I cannot imagine why the car is not moving. Looking out the side window I see that there is no way to open the door to get out. I am trying to think of emergency solutions. Now what to do? Joyce looks at the instrument panel, then at me with a grin, restarts the stalled engine, and out we go,  shaking our heads and laughing as we go.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Saturday, Sunday, Monday

To Philadelphia for dinner with Angela. To Liverpool for dinner with Erica, Nathaniel and Pancake. To Somewhere south of Cleveland for dinner in a Walmart parking lot.

Friday, October 12, 2012

A Day at the Antique Mall(s)

Joyce and I spent the day at the Adamstown antique malls, and there are tons of them. Saw (and bought) several items. 

Saw three items described as old prisoner restraints similar to the come-alongs in my collection. The ones I have are comprised of a length of chain 10 to 12 inches long with a T-handle at either end and are from the early 20th century. The items on display were made of elaborately twisted wire and the T-handles were made of some type of hardwood. The asking price was $85 each. My initial thoughts were, are they real, and are they old. I decided to pass on the purchase for the following reasons: the asking price, the fact that there were three of them, and not just one (the same situation as with the "old" padlocks on e-bay with 2 keys), and finally because in the same display case was an obviously fake padlock with a brass tag affixed to it labeled "Fort Smith" (the same as the fake padlocks on e-bay with various brass tags soldered on). Note to antique dealers - if you include obvious fakes in your display case you will lose credibility, and the possible sale of a different item.

On the way back to the RV we stopped at a supermarket to get a couple of items. Proceded to the 10 item or less line. In front of us was a woman with five kids. She had just a few items in her cart. Great, we'll be out of here in no time. Wrong. Each kid had his own item - a candy bar, a bag of chips, whatever. Each kid had his own wallet and paid for his own item. So the one person in front of us was actually six people. Ya never know.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Day Two

Having had one day's worth of experience at the show, today we went with a plan. Park in the same spot and hit the area right next to the one we were at yesterday. We left an hour earlier.

Uh oh, the parking lot is full. So, off to plan B. We were directed to a different parking lot all the way at the other end of the event. Other than that, and the fact that I had become a little more selective in my purchases, the day went as planned. 

Next year we will have a much better idea of how to go about this, but for now we will forego the third day at the flea market.

Tomorrow is Joyce's day. We will be heading out to the antique shops.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

The Auto Parts Flea Market at Hershey (Day One)

Ok, where to start? This thing is sponsored by the Antique Automobile Club of America, so program the GPS for their museum, which is the only address I have for them. Got to Hershey easily enough, and while heading for the museum we passed an awful lot of activity, which we finally realized was the flea market. Headed for the available parking lot, and realized that it was going to be a long walk, so opted to use the disabled parking pass and see how that worked. Worked great. Parked right next to the flea market.

Now the largest gathering of this type that I had been to was the Extravaganza antique show at Springfield, OH. Joyce and I went there earlier this year. It was so large that I could not cover the entire show in the six hours that we spent there.

I mention this, because we need something to compare with today's experience. Joyce and I spent six hours at the flea market today and barely dragged ourselves out, we were so tired. We covered a fifth of the area. We will return tomorrow to do some more, but there is no way that we can see it all.

Bought a few things - some ignition switches, some keys (nothing special), an auto supply sales catalog. One thing that I was looking for was some Model T Ford keys to fill in the gaps in my collection. I found none. None! Not some really worn ones, not some prohibitively high priced ones - none. At all. And I couldn't understand why. I know there is a market for them. I see them on e-bay all the time. I finally mentioned this to one of the vendors there and asked him why he supposed there were no Model T keys there. His reply: "Why you don't need a key to a Model T - it's easy to just hot-wire it."

Maybe tomorrow.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Lancaster, First Night

Arrived a little after 3:00 today with a hot dinner ready to go. Joyce had suggested using a small crock pot while we were driving, but I did not want to run the generator without putting some type of load on it, like an air conditioner. A little ingenuity solved the problem. Used a small inverter plugged into a DC outlet with a long heavy duty extension cord. Put the crock pot into the sink and turned it on. Crock pot was 75 watts, inverter rated at 150 watts. Worked like a charm. Great dinner, Joyce.

She's already planning the next version.

Monday, October 8, 2012

Change One

It seems that the only thing certain is uncertainty. 

We arrived in Washington, PA this afternoon and established our presence in the local Walmart parking lot. We were the first to arrive, and at this point, (10:16 pm) we have been joined by several other RVs and tractor-trailers. Got the satellite TV hooked up, ready to watch a ball game or two, but that was not to be.

Joyce and I spent the evening in the dark discussing life (and death) and many things in between. Because of things over which we have no control, we have modified our itinerary somewhat.

We will continue on to Lancaster tomorrow and do the Hershey car show and all, but after our visit with the girls on Saturday and Sunday we will head home via Cleveland. We intend to be back by Tuesday afternoon.

We look forward to the rest of the trip and our early return home.





Friday, October 5, 2012

Trip to Hershey, PA

We will be heading out on Monday for Hershey, PA for the car show and swap meet. This will be a two week trip. We will be staying at Lancaster rather than Hershey which should give us a better feeling of normalcy, rather than staying amidst all of the auto nuts. 

Joyce had been all excited about the three day swap meet until I reminded her that it was just auto parts, and not a general flea market. Now she seems a lot less excited about it, although we did plan to spend a day in the antique shop area which we discovered last time we were in Lancaster. As it turns out, we will probably cut the swap meet to two days and leave a day early.

We had planned to visit with Angela, who lives in Philadelphia, and Erica, who lives in Watertown, NY, on the assumption that Erica would be visiting Angela during the weekend. Just discovered differently, but Erica suggested that if we could stop in Syracuse on the way to Niagara Falls that she could meet us there. So we have altered our plans slightly and will leave a day early to spend a little time in the Syracuse area on the way to Canada.

From Syracuse we will head to the Canadian side of Niagara Falls and stay at a KOA near there for a couple of days. Then we will be driving through Canada to the Detroit area. If we have the time we might drive through Ridgetown, Ontario, where William Clark Newman took his family when they left New York City in 1902.

After a couple of days in Detroit, we will be heading home so that we can prepare for a trip in November to North Carolina, via Bedford, Virginia.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012


Talent Show


Went to a CD release party for the new band that my son William is in, Jenny Reynolds and Cherry Hill. Which got me to thinking about my very own lack of talent, and how I seem to have gotten by-passed.

Of my five children, three display definite talent in various areas - William with his instrumental talent, singing, and song-writing, Angela with singing,  acting and writing, and Erica with her Irish dancing.

My mother loved acting - she was active in drama through her high school days, through two years of college, then while serving in the army during World War II, and later in Community Theater in her 30s and 40s.  Her mother played piano - I know this because when she moved from Michigan to California in the 1900s she took her piano with her.

My father played piano. I am not sure what his training was, but he was good enough to play professionally in Palm Springs, California for a while during the depression of the 1930s. I have a newspaper ad promoting his appearance. I have a photo of his mother with a mandolin in hand, and one of his father with a guitar.

The census of 1860 indicates that my great great grandmother was a piano teacher; by 1885 her husband had a music store which dealt in pianos and organs, undoubtedly run by his wife.

I, on the other hand, unsuccessfully tried the clarinet in the fifth grade, and piano while in my 30s. While I could find the keys, I struggled with the rhythm. I discovered in the sixth grade when I tried out for choir that I could not carry a tune. Dancing proved disastrous. I took dance lessons in high school - hated it, hated the lessons, hated dancing. I became a card-carrying non-dancer, only reluctantly appearing on a dance floor, and then only if it was slow, and no more than one dance.

After my wife passed away last year I decided to take up line-dancing lessons at the Senior Center, just to keep active. I sensed immediately that this was going to be a challenge, and wondered just how long I would last - I couldn't get the steps. Then when I finally got a step, I couldn't transition to the next step. After about four months, I was able to go through one complete song without looking at my feet - progress at last.

My real test came in June at my grandson's wedding. We had been practicing the Electric Slide at dance class for four or five weeks and I felt that I might be able to pull it off if they played it at the reception. Well, they didn't (at least not while I was there), but they did play three other line dances, none of which I had ever heard or practiced. But as they began each one, I was out on the dance floor (listening, as best as I could, and watching the steps of others).

Was I a success? I suppose it depends on your definition of success. I stayed on the floor for each entire number. I was able to do some of the steps as well as some, not as well as others.  I was not as self-conscious as I thought I would have been, even though I did have an audience of sorts - after all, I was on the floor with 20 and 30 somethings.  Was I talented? Not really - but I felt confident, I enjoyed what I was doing, and I was having fun. I guess that's what matters. So, yes, I was a success.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Automobile Locks

The whirlwind of events of the past year appears to be finally calming to the point where I can return my attention to my hobby. Today, for the first time in several months, I was able to spend some time downstairs to work on the mess that I call my automobile lock collection. I was somewhat overwhelmed trying to re-organize some of the material. For almost a year now, my involvement has been spent strictly acquiring new items, with little thought (or time) spent on the actual inclusion or organization. In fact I found some items that I didn't even remember that I had acquired. It will take me some time to really get back into the swing of things, but little by little I will get it done. 


Friday, July 27, 2012

The Biddle Key

Clum Manufacturing produced automobile ignition switches with several different types of keys. One of the rarest keys produced was for the Biddle automobile. Although I have an ignition switch, the only key which I have is one that I made for the switch.The Biddle key has been the primary object of my ebay searches for the past several years. 

A few months ago, while searching ebay, I ran across several groups of keys which appeared to have been new old stock and were offered as buy-it-now. About an hour later I was thumbing through an old Keil key catalog and I saw the Keil version of the Biddle key (slightly different shaped key head). I immediately recognized it as being included in one of the key groupings on ebay which I had just been viewing. By the time I got back to ebay, the grouping was gone, obviously purchased already. What a major disappointment.

Last week I was surprised to find another grouping of new old stock keys on ebay, with not one, but two Biddle keys included. This time I was successful in obtaining them, though not cheaply. I received the keys in the mail today.


Thursday, July 26, 2012

Today we removed the final items from Joyce's apartment... Completed cleaning it and filled all of the nail holes... She turned in her keys and is now an official resident of Pekin Court in Batavia....

                                                     Welcome Home

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

This has got to be one of the most confusing blogs to log into...  I have just spent the last 45 minutes trying to log in.... The problem that I now have is that I am not sure just what I did to get logged in...

Elsewhere in life, things are going well... Recently completed a trip in the motor home with Joyce, visiting Tim and William in Virginia, Joyce's son Tony and his family in North Carolina, and Angela and Erica (with the Pancake) in Pennsylvania... So I have met both of Joyce's children and Joyce has met all five of mine...

The trip did not go without some challenges. We were going to use the electric from Tim's house, but his electric service was knocked out our first night there.... While we were there, I locked the keys in the RV.... Was able to use a small screwdriver and hairpin to pick the lock....

Used the GPS to get us from North Carolina to Lancaster, PA... I knew we were going to drive by Washington, DC.... It wasn't until Joyce noticed the Washington Monument that I realized that we would be driving THROUGH it.... On Pennsylvania Avenue, even...

Our arrival in Lancaster came with a surprise... The car battery was dead... After pondering how I was going to solve that problem, Joyce suggested calling AAA... Now why couldn't I have thought of that? The dead battery was a result of my unfamiliarity with the light switch in the new Subaru... Will just have to remember to manually shut it off instead of using the automatic option (the key has to be in the Accessory position when towing the car)...

Joyce had the opportunity to drive the motor home on the trip back to Cincinnati... Drove it for about an hour on the highway... Even passed a truck with oversize load....


Sunday, May 20, 2012

try it again, sam

well, lets do the blog thing again... was never really happy with facebook..... livejournal was ok... now we try this one and see how it goes...