Posts Tagged "Densmore"

Sailor who Never Went to Sea

Posted by on Feb 1, 2015 in 1940s Life, All Blog Posts, Bowdoin College, Mail and The U.S. Post Office, Media, WW2, WW2 Letters, WW2 Love Letter, WWII Letter | 0 comments

Today is February 1st, 2015. I pull a WW2 love letter, the first one that matches the date, but 1943. Today lends itself to the fine the art of avoiding writing by reading sentimental old love letters.  This is how one writer spent her Super Bowl Sunday. Morris would be at the T.V. if he were here. But he’s now seventy-two years ago, the Morris who is at Bowdoin College in winter. His good friend has just been drafted, got a notice and is leaving. Morris is returning from the movie Casablanca and finds a sailor lying out in cold Maine snow:

Excerpt WW2 Love Letter

Sailor who Never Went to Sea. Image of WW2 Letter

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Yoga Joes New Twist on WWII Toy Soldier

Posted by on Oct 13, 2014 in All Blog Posts, Vintage Style, WW2 | 0 comments

A memory came of green toy soldiers in my neighbor’s sandbox. I think on some level I knew, at the time, they were WWII soldiers whatever that means to a six year old in the 1960s. Over Christmas 2014 I discovered Yoga Joes, the same plastic toy soldiers, only pink and doing yoga poses! A kickstarter program was funded well over the goal. Here they are! Photo below links to the artist’s campaign, now a company.

Yoga Joes Toy Soldier Art

Yoga Joes Toy Soldier Art

In the 60s one of our neighbors had a giant sandbox in their backyard. Long pine planks framed it. You could sit on the edge. Little green wax soldiers were tumbled in its sand. Other stuff was assorted Tonka trucks. I pondered as a little girl to get any sense of how to play with toy soldiers. The sand scene under an old pine was inviting. The pieces were a wonder. Messed up, buried, tossed. Never saw them played with. Boy stuff.

So I’d sit there, alone, sometimes just wondering in sacred space. Sacred space in a plot on common grass, E. Grand Rapids, Michigan. The pine must have whispered “rock garden, Japan, rake the sand”.  My affinity for sacred space and nature has always been with me.  Forty years later I don’t have a sandbox or a rock garden. I do have a Japanese teahouse under a pine tree. A wonderful place for little green men to play.



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Flying Fish at End of Rainbow

Posted by on Nov 28, 2013 in 1940s Life, All Blog Posts, Mail and The U.S. Post Office, Media, Navy, South Pacific, V-12 Navy Program, Vintage Style, WW2, WW2 Letters, WW2 Love Letter, WWII Letter | 0 comments

Love Letter excerpt by Morris to Arline November 1944, of awe and gratitude.

Love Letter

Love Letter 1940
End of the Rainbow

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Posted by on Mar 6, 2013 in 1940s Life, All Blog Posts, Media, Poetry, WW2 | 0 comments

A poem, “Requiem”, was hiding in the old family Bible.
It was written by Reta Laffin on the 50th anniversary of D Day
The poem is a tribute to fallen family members in WW2:
Willis Neil, Wilfred Densmore, and Frank Tomlinson of East Noel, Canada

But first, Longfellow praise for the humble poem:

“Come read to me some poem
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of day.
Not from the grand old masters.
Not from the bards sublime.
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of Time.
For, like strains of martial music.
Their mighty thoughts suggest
Life’s endless toil and endeavor;
And to-night I long for rest.
Read from some humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart.
As showers from the clouds of summer
Or tears from the eyelids start.”
Longfellow, 1825

REQUIEM by Reta Laffin
(It’s 2 pages, 2 thumbnails)

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