KNOW
YOUR HISTORY: Memorial Day was started by former slaves on May, 1, 1865
in Charleston, SC to honor 257 dead Union Soldiers who had been buried
in a mass grave
in a Confederate prison camp. They dug up the bodies and worked for 2
weeks to give them a proper burial as gratitude for fighting for their
freedom. They then held a parade of 10,000 people led by 2,800 Black
children where they marched, sang and celebrated.
Thanks to Abstrakt Goldsmith for this nugget of history that most of us never learned in school.
Source: The Blue Street Journal
Source: The Blue Street Journal
More children gathered together below...
Well, I don't either. But here those little guys are, with their shoes and socks in bundles, and trusting their bare feet to the snakes and fish and whatever else might swim in ankle deep water, not to mention the leavings of horse drawn vehicles. Oh my! Come check others' posts at Sepia Saturday HERE.
Another flood, that apparently is happening right now in Ellicott City, MD (May 28, 2018)
And western North Carolina where I now live, is also being hit by rain from tropical storm Alberto...on top of other rain we've already had all week. Floods are happening on all our creeks and rivers. Roads are closed in many places.
US 221 washed out between Blowing Rock NC and Linnville. 5.28.18
Here's the Black Mountain Police Dept version of this spot.
Flat Creek over it's banks at Ole Guacamole's Restaurant 5.29.18 at noon. Photo by Elena Delatore
Just upstream from Ole's, here's Flat Creek still just barely under the bridge behind the Primary School.
People have been evacuted from low lying mobile home parks as Flat Creek and Swannanoa River go higher and higher, 4 pm, 5.29.18 by Black Mountain Police Dept.
Later that night, Ole's Guacamole Restaurant was flooded by Flat Creek...the whole parking lot under water. That's got to be 4-5 feet over the usual water level. I was awake till 1 am looking at the various videos on Facebook of my neighborhood, and then even hearing of closing of the Interstate 40 from a landslide near me...at least for a while. When I woke up in the morning I could again hear traffic going by, though with springtime leaves on trees, couldn't see it.
Just down Blue Ridge Rd (my street, but I'm up on the hill) the road usually goes over the Swannanoa River next to this little strip mall...but last night the river came into its parking lot, and of course the bridge closed. The Flood Gallery was well named, wasn't it?
Another shot of Ole's as the creek flooded it's parking lot.
As the day went by, I opened my living room windows and if the rain got heavy, it splashed off the leaves of the trees about 10 feet outside, a second story window on a hillside. I could see rushing water all day long, only getting heavier at times, and when sunlight peeked through a few times, the water on top of the mud just kept going down hill, right into the Swannanoa River.
On a lighter note, how about this Children's Marching Song? Beware, this forms the habitual ear-worm, which will follow you throughout the day until you try another catchy tune, perhaps more modern.
The Children's Marching Song Lyrics
by Mitch Miller
This old man he played one
He played nick nack on my drum
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played two
He played nick nack on my shoe
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played three
He played nick nack on my tree
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played four
He played nick nack on my door
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played five
He played nick nack on my hive
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
[Whistling and drums interlude]
This old man he played six
He played nick nack on my stick
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played seven
He played nick nack up in heaven
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played eight
He played nick nack on my gate
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played nine
He played nick nack on my vine
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played ten
He played nick nack on my hen
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
The Children's Marching Song lyrics © EMI Music PublishingHe played nick nack on my drum
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played two
He played nick nack on my shoe
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played three
He played nick nack on my tree
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played four
He played nick nack on my door
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played five
He played nick nack on my hive
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
[Whistling and drums interlude]
This old man he played six
He played nick nack on my stick
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played seven
He played nick nack up in heaven
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played eight
He played nick nack on my gate
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played nine
He played nick nack on my vine
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This old man he played ten
He played nick nack on my hen
With a nick nack paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Do you remember hearing it first in the movie The Bridge on the River Kwai?
Yikes! Stay safe in you out and abouting!
ReplyDeleteGoing down the main roads, it didn't feel like all the news stories might be true...but then I saw more on the news tonight. Marshall and the Broad River photos were sobering!
DeleteThank you for sharing the history of Memorial Day. You are right, they didn't teach me that in school!
ReplyDeleteSo much water and devastation. We have had a lot of rain, but nothing like what other areas have seen.
It kind of surprised me that we became part of this "event" so quickly...when I've heard of "flash flood warnings" before it was always somewhere else. I'm glad I don't use Asheville water, which now has a boil water alert from a disruption in some main somewhere. That would really be interfering with my life. But then, I think of those who have had to evacuate and sleep far from home, and I am so grateful to have my own bed!
DeleteFloods are so deveststing, and frightening, as you show from your own experience. Thank you too for the moving image of the large group of children marking Memorialial Day. “Nick, nack, paddywack” was a song we learnt at school, and I remember singing it in the car when on a journey with our parents - it is years since I have heard it, so,it was good to see the words again.
ReplyDeleteI do remember that song! Yes, there is some flooding in Virginia too but nothing like what is happening in Maryland. Reading your caution about walking in a flooded street gave me that "OMG - that's RIGHT!" moment. Eeew.
ReplyDeleteI meant to try to post some photos of the flooding in Maryland with my post, but just ran out of time and oomph. Stay safe! Flood waters are so powerful.
ReplyDeleteGlad you live up on a hill! That's a lot of flooding going on. And yes, thank you for the history lesson re: Memorial Day. The things we DON'T learn in school is rather shameful. Hope the waters calm down around you soon!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you are safe, as our region sure took a soaking! There was a lot of difference in rain amounts in places just a few miles apart. Beside the critters and pollution that are reasons to avoid wading in floodwaters, there is also the danger of uncovered sewer manholes that are hidden in the muddy water. My wife nearly fell into one years ago while wading across a flooded street in Savannah.
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