RESEARCH, ANYONE?

For four years now I have been researching my father’s life.  Basically before I began my research, the only information I had about my father, was that he married my mom in 1945, he had a little money (mom said he was one of the few people who had a refrigerator as opposed to an icebox), he had written a song that had become a hit, that he was a fanatic about short wave radio and that he had been an old time radio star.   I only had one (1) picture of Eddie, a head shot, that my mother gave me when I turned 40 years old.  And I had seen my father in a movie once when I was eight, he played the waiter in the movie which was also the part he played in the radio program “Duffy’s Tavern”.

What I have discovered in the past four years is that the more information I find, the more information I find.  For instance, this past month I read two articles that mentioned Eddie Green being in the Army around 1942.  Well, even though I had not found any information on Eddie being in the Service, I really did not think these articles were talking about my father, since  Eddie was a bit old to be in the Army during WWII.  But I wrote myself a little note and a few days later, I got on the net and looked up my father’s name in the WWII draft registration cards and his name was there on the screen.

Eddie had at some point and time decided to change his birth year from 1891 to 1896.   The good thing about this discovery is that the birth date of the draft registration card matched the date on Eddie’s Social Security Card Application which I had just received in the mail.  And the signatures matched.  So now I know his real age.  What I don’t know is why he would be signing up for the draft at 50 years of age.  Being curious, I went on-line and queried WWII and that is how I found out about the “old man’s draft”.  The government decided to have a registration in April of 1942 and to sign up all men of a certain age, not to fight, but to be available, just in case.

There was one other thing the draft registration card gave me,the address of Eddie’s place of business, which was the same address listed in a 1942 Pittsburgh newspaper article which stated “Eddie Green Opens Musicians’ School”.  I had found the article about a year ago, but I needed verification and now I had it.

My research is paying off big-time.  There is nothing I would rather be doing.  I am getting another chance to meet my father, a man I only remember as a vague somebody who would sit me on his lap.  Who are you thinking about researching?

The Trailblazer

The Family That Laughs Together

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I love my siblings.  Actually, I love each and every member of my family. The thing about me and my siblings, though, is that we all seem to share the same silly characteristics.  Whether we are all together or just two of us talking, somehow a blast from the past becomes a part of the conversation and the hilarity begins.

My siblings and I have a relationship that I cherish.  Growing up, we had to rely a lot on each other for support.  I was the oldest and had the most household responsibility and I know that my siblings respect me for that today.  But, I don’t know if they realize just how much their presence in my life, means to me.  I have what I think is a bizarre sense of humor, and I know that my siblings, Lance, Brad, Donna and Brian played a large part in its development.

Being the oldest of this little group taught me to be responsible.  Being the oldest meant I got the chance to be a role-model (not that I knew it at the time), but it meant that I had to be a good girl, a good sister. Being the oldest helped me be a good mother when that time came. This does not mean that I was a model sister all of the time, because being the oldest also meant that I got the chance to drive my little sister batty.  Like the times I would hide her shoes (that makes me laugh right now), and she would run to mom and scream.  I did that a lot.  Today, Donna claims she has an obsession about keeping her shoes aligned properly in her closet.  So funny!

Well, now we are all grown up, but we are still silly, we still laugh a lot together.  We are also still extremely close, though one of us, Lance, has passed on.  However, the fact that I have recently begun this new chapter in my life, that of being a writer, means that a lot of my time will be spent at my computer, but, wait a minute, now that I am thinking of this I realize, my siblings are sitting right here with me, because without them, I would not be who I am today, able to sit here and pursue my dream.

The Day After

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Hi Folks.  In an earlier post titled “On The Radio” I wrote a little blurb about the fact that I had been invited to be interviewed on an old time radio program.  Well, it’s the day after and I am still enjoying the experience of being interviewed via the internet.  I have had a smile on my face from the moment I opened my eyes this morning.

I decided to visit a blogging site after I woke up and, just by chance, I found a post written by a young lady who has recently garnered some acclaim in her writing career, and though she was truly happy and excited when she got the news, her euphoria was short-lived, and the next day she said something like, “I did the thing, though”.  This reminded me of what my daughter said to our friends last night about my radio appearance, which was, “my mom did the d*** thing.”  Now, my understanding of this term is that it is basically slang for “wow! she did it”, or something to that effect, and it touched me to read those words from Melony, because yea,I did do it.   I did it with the help, also, of three gentlemen, Larry, John and Walden who gave me the chance to appear as a guest on their show to discuss my father, Eddie Green, and why I have chosen to write a book about his life and how he rose above poverty despite the odds.

Now, it is the day after and I still feel happy, but, and here is where that afore-mentioned young lady comes in, there has been a moment here and there when the thought has gone through my mind that, there is nothing else happening now, it’s the next day and everything is back to normal.  Don’t get me wrong, the boost I got from being given the opportunity to share my endeavors over the airwaves is phenomenal, there is just a tiny part of me, evidently, that needs continual boosting and I guess the best way for me to do that is to continue doing the d*** thing!

As a newbie to this blogging process, I am not sure about the rules of etiquette so I am not mentioning last names-I want to thank Larry, John and Walden for having me on their program and Martin for introducing us.

Exposure

Hello, happy Thursday, today I am posting an internet radio address below for anyone who would like to tune in on Friday, December 5, 2014 at 8:15pm to listen to yours truly being interviewed about why I have chosen to write a book about my father, Eddie Green.  If you are a fan of OTR (old time radio) or you like trailblazer stories or are just looking for something a little different to enjoy, try this:

www.yesterdayusa.com

click on either the red or blue link.

We will begin at about  8:15 Pacific and should be finished in 45 minutes to an hour.

Since starting this blog, I have written about 14 posts and almost every one of them has some mention of my father, or of the book I am putting together regarding my father.  While focusing on getting this blog up and at the same time researching my father’s life from 1950 back to 1896, I never even considered someone might want to interview me.  I had, of course, hoped to build an impressive group of followers to have something to show potential publishers, and then, once I got started, I realized I really did want to be that person who helps others find inspiration.  But to actually have someone point me out and bring me forward and have me speak out loud to a live audience, is something that just had not occurred to me.  Well, truthfully, I thought it would probably happen to me after I became famous.

What I am learning is that part of this blogging and book-writing process, is me going out and making myself visible, if for no other reason than to get ideas that I can then pass on to others with similar ambitions.  Actually, this blog is late in the process, as I made the decision, at least 15 years ago, to write a book chronicling my father’s accomplishments.  It is only in the last four years that I have actually done the necessary footwork it takes to gather material, such as birth certificates, copyright information, newspaper clippings and photographs. I understand now that with exposure and active research, I will learn things that may help another blossoming writer, things like the fact that people want money to give you pictures of your father, pictures that they own.  Meaning people in museums and people who work at newspapers.  I have learned also, that there are people out there who are more than willing, and able, to help another person achieve positive results in their endeavors.  I absolutely look forward to this experience and I will blog about it.

In the meantime, and in between time, I am still adding and subtracting elements to my site and I have received some good feedback that I really appreciate.  My intent is to post pretty much in the realm of inspiration through examples, motivational stories and poems, and about daily happenings.  Comments and shares are welcome.

A Sense Of Purpose

Seen on the internet:
“This evening, I was reading Donald Miller’s book “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years” and came across this passage:

“It’s true that while ambition creates fear, it also creates the story. But it’s a good trade, because as soon as you point toward a horizon, life no longer feels meaningless. And suddenly there is risk in your story and a question about whether you’ll make it. You have a reason to get out of bed in the morning.”

It reminded me that learning how to blog is learning how to tell a good story. And in the process of working thru the fear, we find meaning for our words that gives us a sense of purpose.”—Steve Hawkins.

The above post by Steve Hawkins spoke to me as a person new to blogging, because fear absolutely allowed me to procrastinate in this blogging endeavor.  I probably spent two months just researching platforms, search engines, best names for my site, until I became aware of the fact that I needed to start the process of writing or stop fooling myself and relax.   My desire to write a book, and to be able to blog about it while doing so, overcame my fear.  I have pointed toward a horizon.  It is similar to what I felt when I got my first “real” job in 1968.  That first morning I woke up, threw off my covers and jumped (yep) out of bed.  I had a reason to get out of bed.

Today, by sharing stories and thoughts of inspiration, I feel a sense of purpose.  When I wake up I want to get out of bed (no jumping though!), I look forward to my day because I can see the goal, and I am working towards that goal.  There are a lot of posts on-line from people who overcame their fear.  I am in good company.  Thank you for allowing me to share your post, Steve Hawkins.

From an Article in the The Pittsburgh Courier:

“BLACKBERRIES OF 1932”
With one of the largest casts yet
to appear on Broadway . . . Lee (Harlemanla)
Posner has conceived the
idea for “Blackberries of 1932 which
opens at Max Rudnick’s Liberty The”
ater. West 42d street. Easter Monday
. .book by Eddie Green, who was featured
with “Hot Chocolates”

The Eddie Green mentioned in this article was my father.  According to numerous Playbills, archives and Library of Congress documents, “BLACKBERRIES OF 1932” was an original Broadway musical revue, with music by Donald Heywood and Tom Peluso; and book by Lee Posner and Eddie Green.  And book by. Wow! I read this article about four years ago and I was flabbergasted, mom never told me Eddie wrote a book!  They weren’t married yet, but still.  It’s things like this that I am finding out 64 years after his death.

In 1932, Eddie was 36 years old.  He had been in the entertainment industry since he was too young to receive a wage.  He had already been on the stage for 18 years and had pretty much begun to make a name for himself.  As you can see from the Hudson Theatre program below, Eddie had also appeared in a number of skits in a show on Broadway titled “HOT CHOCOLATES” in 1929.  Eddie was popular and became more so as the years went on.One reason that I am writing a book about my father is that even though Eddie was a well-known, highly visible, funny man who hung out with other well-known entertainers and business-men, today it is as though Eddie never existed.  I picture my father in the company of some of the greats of his era and what I see is a an empty space where he should be standing.   With my book, I would like to re-place my father into that empty space by bringing his accomplishments to light and by keeping the memory of his achievements fresh in the minds of those who have come after him, so that they may find inspiration to take that leap to a better life.

I have to reiterate here that Eddie was born in 1896 or thereabouts into a poverty-stricken home that he left as early as he could.  Eddie made the determination, at quite a young age, to have a better life and he made it happen.  Despite the obstacles ahead of him.  Actually, it seems to me that my father decided to do whatever he wanted to do, and then he went out and did it.  My father lived his life as if there were no obstacles.

Be Inspired By Those Who Have Gone Before You

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My mom

I had the television on the other day and I heard the phrase “those who have gone before us”.  I only caught a glimpse of what was on the screen, but I think they were showing photos of people who had overcome some adversity.  When starting this blog, I had considered using this phrase as the title of my blog because I want to write about the people older than us, from whom we have acquired a bit of knowledge which helped us get through life, people who have inspired us.

I was inspired by my mom.

My mother was 86 when she died and I know that during her lifetime she endured some trials and tribulations.  In 1959, she came so close to dying at age 36, our neighborhood minister was called in to pray with her.  She received 60 pints of blood from the sailors in Long Beach, got better and came home weighing 86 pounds.  Life went on, she had a husband (the second), five kids, a household to run and she held a series of jobs.  Unfortunately, she also had a complicated personal life which caused turmoil, but she always persevered.  She married a third time in 1966 and for 40+ years was on a roller coaster ride.  In 1998 mom lost a son.  In 1997 she was diagnosed with breast cancer.  In 2007 she was planning a birthday bash for me but she wound up in an emergency room with an embolism and from there she went into a hospice, the local Catholic priest came this time.  She surprised everyone when she got better and left the hospice.  She went back to hospice a couple of years later.  She had cancer, but unless you were family or her doctor, you would never have guessed. I never heard my mother complain to anyone about how rough life was.

One day it dawned on me just how strong my mother had been through her life and what an inspiration she was to me.  I shared that thought with her, and I am glad I did because her smile was like a ‘thank you’ for sharing that with her.

Mom lived life as it was and rolled with the punches, and then she got up and went to look at Jeopardy, her favorite television program.

Take a look around at those who came before you and see if you can recognize how they have been an inspiration in your life.  And then, show your respect.