angledge: (polar bear paw)
Great, just what I need: another online obsession. With the help of my friend Kim (from Cornell days), I have really started digging into the records available at ancestry.com. And there is so much to find! I was up until 1:30 AM this morning, tracing family connections from Oregon, back across the pioneer trails. I didn't make it as far as crossing the Atlantic, but even making it this far turned up some fascinating stuff.

For instance, on my dad's side, I knew that my great-great-grandfather William Ledgerwood had fought for the Confederacy. My dad has done some research on him - he fought with the First Missouri Cavalry, was captured at Vicksburg, eventually released. But Kim found William's Oath of Allegiance, which he signed on July 8, 1865:

 photo Wm Ledgerwood Oath of Allegiance.jpg
Click for a zoomable version.


He married Talitha Alice Heard in Alabama in 1873, & then they show up in the 1880 Census in Myrtle Creek, Oregon.

On my mom's side, I also traced one of the Oregon pioneer families, the Kime-Rickards. Casper Rickard & his wife Catherine Maloy Kime were both born back East - he in Davidson, NC in 1822 & she in Pike County, IN in 1820. In the early 1850s, they decided to head to Oregon, & the 1860 Census finds them in Butte, Oregon with five children: Samuel (11) & Jasper (9), both born in Indiana; Susana (3) & Amanda (2), both born in Oregon; & the middle child Andrew (6), recorded as being born "on the Plains":

 photo Casper amp Catherine Rickard 1860 Census.jpg
Can you even imagine?
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Yesterday I arrived in Albany NY to start a 90-day FEMA deployment, working on claims originating from Hurricane Irene & the remnants of Tropical Storm Lee from late last summer. I haven't gotten my logins yet, so nothing of interest to report yet from work.

Being back in New York has been a trip down Memory Lane. I actually considered going to college in this area, going as far as to accept a recruiting trip from RPI's swim team in 1991, when I was senior in high school. That would've put me right across the river in Troy, NY. Spider-Dad reminded me of that trip in a text message today. It... was not exactly the model of scholar-athlete behavior. Short version: I ended up driving some of the team members home from a frat party after they got too drunk for me to let THEM drive. This was exceedingly bad, because my escort had a stick-shift car & at the time I didn't know how to drive stick. I drove them home, about three miles, in first gear, without stopping for any reason. Awesome.

I was ambushed later today by another memory, this one from 1992. My freshman year at Cornell, I got very sick & missed a week of classes in the spring semester, before Spring Break. In order to catch up, I decided to stay at school for the first half of spring break. Then, my first ever-boyfriend, Maaaaaatt, drove all the way back to Cornell from his parents' house in Queensbury, NY, & took me to his hosue for a four-day break.

Those four days were some of the best of our whole relationship. His parents & siblings were wonderful & their house was beautiful. We went snowshoeing in the Adirondacks. His dad took me for a drive in his Acura NSX. But the highlight of the trip was coming down to Albany to see U2 on the Zoo TV tour. The concert was held at the Albany Egg, & was by far the biggest production I had ever seen. It was an incredible night.

I have a long weekend this weekend - half a day off Saturday, & full days off for Sunday & Monday. I'm debating where to go - NYC or Ithaca? Votes? Other proposed destinations?

Singsong

Dec. 11th, 2003 08:21 pm
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The conversation at dinner tonight turned to the topic of rewriting song lyrics. Of course, this reminded me of the cult classic, "Closer to Sine ... ", a rewrite of the Indigo Girls song that I created while stressing out over a Math 192 final, many moons ago.


"Closer to Fine"
by the Indigo Girls

I'm trying to tell you something about my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white
And the best thing you've ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously
It's only life after all
Yeah

Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable
And lightness has a call that's hard to hear
I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it
I'm crawling on your shores

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
There's more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
And the less I seek my source for some definitive
(the less I seek my source)
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine

"Closer to Sine"
by angledge

I'm trying to tell you something about this line
Maybe give me insight between x and y
But the best thing this problem's done for me
Is to help me take this class less seriously
It's only math after all
Yeah

But the college has a workload that's insatiable
And the prereqs have no end that I can see
I wrap my ignorance up in a blanket
I sailed this ship of fools, but now I've sank it
I'm crawling for the door

I went to the lecture, I went to the section
I looked to the textbook, but gave up on this question
There's more than one value for this function
Graphing me in a crooked line
The less I seek a root for this derivative
(the less I seek a root)
The closer I am to sine
The closer I am to sine



There was more, but I'm sure we can all agree this was enough.
angledge: (polar bear paw)
1. What's your favorite "weekend" roadtrip destination (someplace within about 400 miles of home)?

Ithaca, NY, the location of my alma mater, Cornell University. Ithaca is fun for me because 1) some of my college friends have settled there; 2) it's full of strong memories from college days; 3) it's splendidly beautiful; & 4) it's an interesting little town full of strange & wonderful people. I highly recommend it as a weekend trip, even if you don't know anyone there. Also it was once picked by Girlfriends magazine as the best small town in America for lesbians - makes me wish I'd been out during college ....


2. Who taught you how to drive?

Eek. My mother. We both barely survived the experience.


3. Do you have a "dream car"? If so, what is it?

My dream is a living situation where I don't need a car. But since I've fallen in love with a determined suburbanite, that may be improbable. So barring that, I'd love either a gas-electric hybrid like a Prius, or a Cooper Mini. I also really enjoy being a passenger on Stacy's Suzuki Bandit motorcycle.


4. Do you consider yourself a good driver?

Not particularly. I speed constantly, I eat while I drive, I play with the radio. I've caused two accidents (both minor, but still). I once hit a duck at 75 miles per hour. On the other hand, I've never driven while drunk, I don't talk on a cell phone while driving, & I can drive just about any vehicle short of a 18-wheeler.


5. What was your first car?

1981 Buick Regal two-door sedan, brown on brown paint job with a brown velour interior. The car was so ugly she was nicknamed Medusa.
angledge: (polar bear paw)
Finally! Yesterday I got a letter asking me to report to the Institute of Geography at 9.15 am on Monday, 29th September, 2003 (the British way of writing times & dates looks so funny to me; better get used to it). So now I know when school starts. I'm relieved.

I also received information about course selection. Since I only get to pick two classes, there's exactly ONE page of extremely terse course descriptions, & then a 1/2 page form to fill out with first & second choices. I'm comparing this to my first experience with Course Exchange at Cornell - the 17-year-old me frantically flipping through the Big Red Course Catalog (thick as a telephone book), trying to decide what I wanted to do with my life ....

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