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Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Independence Day Trivia and other Stuff

The Declaration of Independence was an unknown document by almost all Americans on the Fourth of July, 1776. It was approved at two p.m. but only those signing it at the time even knew that, despite the fact that we have celebrated its signing for all these years on the Fourth of July. It wasn’t read publicly until July 8. It was read to continental army brigades in New York on July 26. The soldiers thought so highly of the document that they toppled a statue of King George III. It is believed that the lead from that statue may have been turned into bullets.

Just one hundred years later, there were gala celebrations in Philadelphia that extended over at least three days. Susan B. Anthony took part hoorahing her Declaration of Rights for Woman’s Suffrage Association. General Sherman stopped by to review the troops, keeping in mind that the good old US of A had declared war on Turkey just the day before.

In Rhode Island, the parade of Naval vessels took place in the waters off Bristol and featured the sloop U.S. Juniata. In Washington a three-hundred-canon salute was fired, the first one hundred rounds at sunrise, the second one hundred at noon, and the final one hundred at sunset. That had to have been impressive.

It wasn’t all gayety in 1876, since the end of the Civil War was just a few years before this. In Hamburg, South Carolina an uprising by angry whites led to the massacre of many blacks.

Ten thousand people marched in a four-mile parade in San Francisco, while in Chicago a bunch of socialists read from a revised declaration of independence. One particular highlight from 1876 was thirty veterans of the War of 1812 marching with two of Napoleon’s soldiers in Utica, New York.

Jumping another one hundred years through the pages of history to 1976 we find Old Ironsides, the USS Constitution, in Boston Harbor firing her cannons for the first time in ninety-five years. Across the country, at two p.m., bells were rung in thousands of communities, signifying the time the Declaration of Independence was signed in 1776.

A wagon train consisting of 2500 wagons traveled across the country and arrived at Valley Forge, Pennsylvania, while in Baltimore, a re-enactment of the bombardment of Fort McHenry took place after which celebrants enjoyed a 69,000 pound birthday cake.

In Sparks, Nevada, the James C. Lillard Railroad Park was dedicated, and in Clinton, Missouri, the Henry County Museum was dedicated.

Well, here was are in 2016, and for many of us in western Nevada, that means we’ll be taking a nice drive to Virginia City, beloved Queen of the Comstock, for a day of parades, picnics, mining contests, and one of Nevada’s best fireworks displays.

It’s the first paragraph of the Declaration of Independence that most of us remember, so poignant it can lead to a full bursting of dams that hold back our tears, tears of joy that have flowed since that fateful time of two p.m., July, 4, 1776.

The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America
Description: in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
For a full reading of the declaration, go here
Until next time, read good books and stay regular

Johnny Gunn
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Saturday, June 18, 2016

Introspection Anyone?

We’re moving toward the halfway point of the year, which might be a good time for a little introspection and reflection, maybe even some other ection if we can find one.

Our winter brought us some much-needed precipitation to the Sierra Nevada, the western Nevada valleys, and northern Nevada in general. Spring is an entirely different matter. We have gone from ultra gorgeous to fanatically evil on an every other week schedule.

Tomatoes and squash have suffered the most from the drastic changes, which included a hard freeze on June 15. If we can get the wind under high gale force, we might yet have enough veggies to fill the larder. Between chickens and rabbits, our freezer will look good for the summer and winter, but the shelves of home-canned veggies and stuff are empty.

On the publishing front, I’m dancing around like I had good sense. My very long, not quite novella length short story, Red Light Raven, has found numerous friends and appears to be selling well. The second book in the Jacob Chance, U.S. Marshal trilogy was released and is doing well. , and I had some good news from a new publisher, New Pulp Publishing. They have released Blood of Many Nations, the first novel in a planned series featuring wild and crazy private eye, Simon Sol Dorsey, .

Along with all that, Solstice Publishing has offered a contract on an action thriller I’ve been working on for several years called To Serve and Deceive. We are just getting started on the edit process and hope to have this little gem out in the next few months.

A publishing company in Great Britain has an historical frontier fiction piece under review at this time, I have an historical western fiction piece I’m working on, a second Simon Sol Dorsey piece is almost ready for review, and I’m doing research for two other westerns.

I retired from holding a real job several years ago, and I gotta say, I’m working harder now, enjoying the hell out of it more, during these retirement years, than I ever did working for the man.

I get up and five, coffee’s on auto-pilot so with a cup in hand, I feed the horses and chickens with our little Sparky Dog right at (Nay, under) my feet, then feed him, turn on the computer and have at it. When the sun comes up I head out and set the irrigation for the various garden plots, pour more coffee, and get back to it. By ten in the morning all the animals are fed and watered, the veggies are taken care of, and I usually have at least another thousand words in whatever project is on top of the heap that day.

That’s the end of the workday for me. After that, if the weather’s good, I’m outside playing with the animals or messing around in the garden or just sitting in the sun readin’ and grinnin’.

Until next time, read good books and stay regular

Johnny Gunn
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