Showing posts with label human interest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label human interest. Show all posts

Saturday, January 19, 2008

One of My Childhood Heroes Has Died

Robert James “Bobby” Fischer died on Thursday, Jan. 17, 2008 at his home in Reykjavik, Iceland, after an extended illness.  He was 64 years old.  Yes he was a certifiable nut job in his later years, but it will likely be a long, long time—if ever—before the chess world will see another player with Fischer's ability.  He was one of my childhood heroes and the one who more than any other inspired me to learn the game of chess.



You can read a nutshell version of his most interesting life story on Wikipedia or any of a number of other Web sites, so I won't bother to repeat it here.  But I would like to put up a copy of a very famous game he played.  It was Oct. 17, 1956, and Bobby Fischer was only 13 years old when he faced off against Donald Byrne in the Rosenwald Memorial Tournament in New York.  Byrne had won the U.S. Open Chess Championship three years earlier and was awrded the title of International Master in 1962.  This game came to be known as “The Game of the Century” and has been disected and discussed thousands of times in chess circles.

Donald Bobby
Byrne Fischer
White Black

1 N-KB3 N-KB3
2 P-B4 P-KN3
3 N-B3 B-N2
4 P-Q4 O-O
5 B-B4 P-Q4
6 Q-N3 PxP
7 QxP P-B3
8 P-K4 QN-Q2
9 R-Q1 N-N3
10 Q-B5 B-N5
11 B-KN5 N-R5
12 Q-R3 NxN
13 PxN NxP
14 BxP Q-N3
15 B-B4 NxQBP
16 B-B5 KR-K1+
17 K-B1 B-K3!!! (sacrificing the queen)
18 BxQ BxB+
19 K-N1 N-K7+
20 K-B1 NxP+
21 K-N1 N-K7+
22 K-B1 N-B6+
23 K-N1 PxB
24 Q-N4 R-R5
25 QxP NxR
26 P-KR3 RxP
27 K-R2 NxP
28 R-K1 RxR
29 Q-Q8+ B-B1
30 NxR B-K4
31 N-B3 N-K5
32 Q-N8 P-QN4
33 P-R4 P-R4
34 N-K5 K-N2
35 K-N1 B-B4+
36 K-B1 N-N6+! (here it comes!)
37 K-K1 B-N5+
38 K-Q1 B-N6+
39 K-B1 N-K7+
40 K-N1 N-B6+
41 Resigns
"I regard Bobby Fischer as a mythological combination of sorts, a centaur if you will, a synthesis between man and chess."—Garry Kasparov

Aloha, Bobby.

Thursday, August 2, 2007

The Minnesota Bridge Collapse

What a shocking news story!  A 40-year-old bridge in Minneapolis suddenly collapses underneath bumper-to-bumper traffic at 6:05 p.m. local time last night.  I used to live in Eagan Township not too far from there in the early 70's, and I know I've traversed that bridge a number of times.  That's about the extent of my personal link to the incident, but something like that does always give one pause to realize how unpredictable life can be at times.

Google map of the bridge location

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Roanoke Roots—Mine Run Pretty Deep

Can I brag just a little bit about my Roanoke roots?  Thanks.  I knew you’d understand.

Here is an article that appeared in the Roanoke Times on July 3, 1954, the day before my great-grandfather, Timothy Preston Sisson, turned 100 years old.  The article, besides being of interest to any of his living relatives and to those who like stories of human interest in general, also would be of interest to people who like to learn about the history of the Roanoke valley, as it has an interesting little tidbit about life in the valley as it was a century-and-a-half ago.  I have corrected a few typos and added bold-type emphasis as well as a footnote and some additional information.



Shawsville Family Reunion To Be 100th Birthday Party

Princeton, W. Va., Resident Will Mark Anniversary Today at Gathering

PRINCETON, W. Va., July 3-Timothy Preston Sisson seated himself in a comfortable chair on his son’s farm just north of Princeton and rested for a few minutes this week.

“I’VE WORKED hard all my life and enjoyed it,” he said, “but I’m taking it easy so that I will be in shape for a trip to Shawsville, Va., on July 4.” On that date Sisson will celebrate his 100th birthday with a family reunion as part of the big event.

Lowery Bowling, clerk of the Mercer County Court, says that Sisson is the oldest living person in the county. He was born on July 4, 1854, in a little settlement of one store and five houses known as Big Lick, Va., and now named Roanoke.

Sisson was raised by his grandfather, Ludlow Sisson, who was born in England and settled near Natural Bridge in Virginia.1

“My grandfather was a John Wesley Methodist and a man of stern character,” Sisson explained. “He took me to church every Sunday as long as he lived and I’ve never quit going. For 30 years I was an active church worker and I preached for five years.”

Presently a member of the Church of the Nazarene in Princeton, Sisson still attends services often. On Friday, July 16, the Nazarene churches in Princeton, Athens and Bluefield will honor him with a birthday party at Glenwood Park. Singing, preaching and a good country dinner are planned.

The amazing inventions of science during the last 100 years have impressed Sisson, but the one that has left its mark was the stove. He remembers driving six miles with an uncle in a wagon to bring the first cooking stove into the neighborhood. All the cooking before that memorable day had been done in the fireplace.

Sisson remembers that most of the Confederate War activity in the neighborhood came as fights between deserters and the regular Confederate soldiers who were sent after them. All his relatives were members of the Confederate Army, one of them attaining the rank of colonel.

Recounting the romance leading up to his marriage, Sisson said he thought he’d never win his bride, the former Lucy Smith of Floyd County, Va. “We lived together for 71 years without a cross word being spoken,” he said. “Maybe it’s because I always minded her.”

Mrs. Sisson died in 1947 at the age of 91.

A FARM at Shawsville and trading in livestock and horses kept him busy while the couple raised nine children. Six children are still living.

“When I was 82, my son, Robert, made me give up farming; said I was too old,” Sisson continued. “Five years ago he bought this 370-acre farm and we moved here from Bluefield. I cleared most of the chinquapins and brush off the land. I was 95 then.”

Sisson related the events of his life as he rested in his chair. He’d just taken a pail of milk down to feed his pigs.

A lifelong Republican, Sisson has voted for 18 presidents of the United States beginning with Rutherford B. Hayes in 1876. He missed voting in last years presidential election because his change of residence had not been recorded with the county clerk.

When the family gathers at Shawsville Sunday, the old gentleman expects to see his other five children besides the youngest, Robert, with whom he lives. Twenty-six grandchildren, 54 great-grandchildren and seven great-great-grandchildren are also expected. He has never seen some of the great and great-great-grandchildren.

Sisson has never smoked or tasted alcohol in his life. He did take a chew of “old brown twisted tobacco once and became deathly sick.” He never tried it a second time.

HE HAS never been sick in his 100 years of active living, never used any medicine and has seen a doctor only twice for treatment of injuries. He believes he’s lived so long because he “has had a strong faith and belief in God which have kept him from worrying himself to death.” But he says he would not want to be starting life now and face it for 100 years.

“There’s too much confusion and uncertainty,” he says. “All the calm, easy-going days of the past are gone. They were the best.”



1 I don’t know where the “born in England” claim originated, but it can be proved beyond doubt by existing records that Ludlow Branham Sisson’s American ancestry goes back four generations at the very least and possibly even two more to Thomas Sisson, a London haberdasher who took the oath of allegiance to the crown in Jamestown, VA in 1624.  Ludlow Sisson was born in Rockbridge Co., VA on Feb. 3, 1797.

Here’s a scanned image of the article.  You can click on it for a larger view:



Actually my Roanoke roots go even deeper than this, as Ludlow Sisson’s father-in-law (my great-great-great-great-grandfather), Mathias Grisso, settled near Back Creek on Sugarloaf Mountain some time in the late 1700’s.  Ludlow’s father, Stanley Sisson, also secured a grant for property on Back Creek in the Starkey area in 1797.  (Stanley moved on to Gallia Co., Ohio, some time between 1828 and 1830, though Ludlow stayed.)

That’s my mom’s side of the family.  On my father’s side, my great-great-great-great-grandfather, John Broadwater, was born Feb. 28, 1788 on the property adjoining that of Samuel Harshbarger near the corner of present-day Hershberger & Plantation Roads.

There may be a few people in Roanoke who can claim local roots deeper than mine, but not very many I’d venture to say.

Monday, April 23, 2007

What a Woman!

This is a great story:

82-year-old Venus Ramey of Lincoln County, Kentucky, confronted three men who had been stealing machine parts off of old metalworking equipment she had stored in a building.  Balancing on her walking stick, this no-nonsense lady pulled out a snub-nosed .38-caliber pistol and shot out a tire on the thieves’ truck so they could not get away.  She then flagged down a passing vehicle and had someone call 911 to send out the police to have the men arrested.  All three were arrested, one at the scene, and the other two walking on a nearby road.

Recounting the story, Ramey said, “I didn’t even think twice. I just went and did it. If they’d even dared come close to me, they’d be 6 feet under by now.”

The thing that makes this story even more interesting is the fact that Venus Ramey was crowned Miss America in 1944, representing the District of Columbia in the contest.  Wow!  What a woman!

 

Venus Ramey's page at missamerica.org

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Personal Reflections

Some personal reflections:

I was just thinking about the time I spent working at the Owens Dining Hall at Virginia Tech.  I looked up some information and discovered that "the Hokie Grill" located there reopened in Aug. 1997 after being renovated.  I'm sure that is the time I was there.

If you go to this link and look around the inside of the room, you can see the salad bar I and a few others installed that was built by the shop I worked at at the time.  We actually did quite a lot of work in there that you can't see--all the countertops, all the cabinetry behind the counters and at the checkouts, butcher blocks in the kitchen, decorative trash can enclosures, trim mouldings, etc.

I liked working at that place because it's so attractive, so beautiful, and (ironically today) so peaceful.  Also I happen to know that my grandmother's first cousin, who was a stone mason extraordinaire, was a foreman on the crew that built some of the many stone exteriors of the buildings on that campus.

Obviously my connection to the campus is not as strong as that of many others, but I can't help thinking about that stuff anyway.  I guess I'm still just trying to digest the enormity of this horrifying incident, and I can't imagine the emotions that must be going on within those who have lost loved ones in this tragedy.

Monday, April 16, 2007

An Incredible Story of Survival

From the Collegiate Times comes this incredible story of survival:
Monday, April 16th 2007 5:27PM
Students react to the tragedy
T.Rees Shapiro, CT Staff Writer

Erin Sheehan was one of four people able to walk out of her 9:05 German class in room 207 Norris Hall.

"It's a small class, about 25 people," she said. "And I would say no more than 2 people didn't show up, were absent. And of those of us that were in there today, only four of us walked out of that room, but two of us had been injured during the shooting," Sheehan said.

"It seemed so strange," Sheehan said. "Because he peaked in twice, earlier in the lesson, like he was looking for someone, somebody, before he started shooting. But then we all heard something like drilling in the walls, and someone thought they sounded like bullets. That's when we blockaded the door to stop anyone from coming in."

"He was just a normal looking kid, Asian, but he had on a Boy Scout type outfit. He wore a tan button up vest, and this black vest, maybe it was for ammo or something."

"I saw bullets hit people's body," Sheehan said. "There was blood everywhere. People in the class were passed out, I don't know maybe from shock from the pain. But I was one of only four that made it out of that classroom. The rest were dead or injured." She described.

"My professor, Herr Bishop," Sheehan said, "I'm not sure if he's alive."

Philip Kai Seward, who started a Facebook group back in August about the William Morva incident described his closeness to the events of today.

"I started phoning around to some of my friends," Seward said, "And eventually I got in touch with Erin."

"She told me she was one of just a few people to make it alive out of a class room that got attacked."

"I picked her up from the Blacksburg Police Department just a while ago, but when she first told me what had happened I thought it was all a bad joke," Seward said.

"It was all just a surreal moment," Seward said. "When I realized it wasn't."

According to a CNN report by Jeanne Meserve, Erin Sheehan survived by lying on the floor, playing dead.