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Month: May 2015
Sithole, ZANU, and Zimbabwe
In February, we profiled interesting world leaders, including Canaan Sodindo Banana, former president of Zimbabwe. So it should come as no surprise that the deliciously fun-sounding Zimbabwe should offer up another funny-named leader. Today we spotlight Ndabaningi Sithole (pronounced nda-va-nin-gee sitt-o-le), who in 1963 founded the Zimbabwe African National Union (ZANU), a militant organization that opposed the Rhodesian government.
It is because of people like him that Rhodesia no longer exists and is now known as Zimbabwe. It’s kind of like that old They Might Be Giants’ song Istanbul (not Constantinople).
Ndabaningi Sithole was born on July 21, 1920, in the rural area of Nyamanandhlovu. He was raised in a pagan household and spent his childhood in an isolated tribal environment. According to biography.yourdictionary.com, he was seven years old before he first saw a white person. At the age of 15, he defied his father and ran away to enter the Dadaya Mission…
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They did fancy diving board push-ups.
They headbutted one another in football. Sans helmet, of course.
They inverted their roommates, especially if he looked like James Dean.
And after a long day of strenuous activity, it was time to play cards.
A Life Well-Lived
I received word that my granddad passed away this morning at the age of 94. Many moons ago, he, like many in The Greatest Generation, fought in WWII, so that you and I could have the freedom we enjoy. But more than a soldier, he was a good father and grandfather.
He enjoyed hearing my son play the piano.
And even shooting pool with him last August.
Rest in peace, Granddad.
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Welcome back to vintage Kansas! Here, a cute pinafored threesome pose in front of non-GMO corn.
And below, you see a couple who were clearly fruitful and multiplied.
Not even a delicious fruit-filled cellar could make up for the treeless flatland of this barren landscape.
But I still applaud Mrs. Schoenfeldt for her efforts.
Vintage Scenes From Kansas, Part I
Today I thought I’d share a few great pics from one of my documentary photograph books, “Bust To Boom.” Love the girl cradling her lamb and the post-meal shot below.
I find the one below interesting because of the swell framed pin-up drinking soda (Did he seriously frame that?) and the phrase “checking his waybills.”
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