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Aguinaldos for Christmas

December 4, 2013


In the tropical part of the world Christmas is celebrated differently. Aguinaldos are songs that people sing during the season.  The man above is playing an instrument I have not seen, the Puerto Rican cuatro ( which seems to have 8 strings and be pretty big).  The traditions differ, but where I lived in Venezuela, the parranda, or band of musical merry makers, went from house to house singing, drinking and then taking the family with them along to the next house.  Unlike Christmas caroling, this parranda gets bigger and more spirited as the night continues.  They usually came to my house last because my dad was their boss (everyone who lived in the petroleum camp) and it was fitting that he supply the alcohol for the majority of the evening. They came with harps and cuatros, guitars and furucos, cramming into our large central courtyard and rushing the bar.  They made up improvisational songs about our house and our family, a la calypso (which comes from neighbor Trinidad).  Many of the songs were funny and had nothing to do with Jesus.  Some people think of Christmas and snow, and that is fine, but there is more to December than sleighs and gluttony.  Here are some religious Venezuelan aguinaldos. I do like to hear the Mormans ripping a Hallelujah Chorus or two, but I am also very nostalgic about the memory of my tropical Christmas fun. Feliz Navidad!

Dr John Greene, Baptist Original

November 26, 2013 4 Comments

grave

grave

Dr John

Dr John

My 9th great-grandfather bought Shawomet, Warwick, RI for 144 fathoms of wampum:

Dr. John Greene was the fourth and youngest son of Sir Richard Greene, of Bowridge Hall. He was born in 9 Feb 1597 at Salisbury, Wiltshire, England. He came to Warwick, Rhode Island, sailing on the ship “James” 5 April 1635, arriving in Boston, Massachusetts, 3 June 1635. He moved his family to Providence, Rhode Island in 1637 all four of his sons being born in England. John born 15 Aug 1620, Peter born 10 Mar 1622, James born 21 Jun 1626, Thomas born 4 Jun 1628. His wife and sons all lived out their lives and are buried in Warwick, Rhode Island. He was one of the original 12 members of the Baptist Church. In January 1643, he and 10 others bought from Miantonimoh, Chief of the Narrowgansets (Native American Tribe), for 144 fathoms of Wampun, the tract of land called Shawomet (Warwick, Rhode Island). — A fathom (six feet of strung beads) of white wampum was worth ten shillings and double that for purple beads. A coat andBuskins “set thick with these Beads in pleasant wild works and a broad Belt of the same (Josselyn 1988: 101)” belonging to King Philip (Wampanoag) was valued at Twenty pounds. Even in the 1600s there was noted distinctiveness of Native-made wampum and the inability of others to counterfeit it, although attempts at imitations included beads of stone and other materials. — In 1644 Dr. John Greene went to England with Samuel Gorton and Randall Holden, returning in 1646, their mission successful. John Greene was Commissioner from 1654-57, Deputy Governer 1654. He married his first wife, Joan Tattersall, at Salisbury, England in St. Thomas Church, 4 Nov. 1619. Dr. John Greene died 11 Mar 1658. He is buried next to his wife Joan.

John (Dr) Greene (1597 – 1659)
is my 9th great grandfather
daughter of John (Dr) Greene
son of Mary Greene
son of Benoni Sweet
son of Dr. James Sweet
son of Thomas Sweet
son of Thomas Sweet
daughter of Valentine Sweet
son of Sarah LaVina Sweet
son of Jason A Morse
son of Ernest Abner Morse
I am the daughter of Richard Arden Morse
He was a Baptist who moved to Rhode Island to escape the cranky Pilgrims who banished him.
  1. John Greene, the founder of the family in this country, came from. Salisbury, in England, ‘but at what precise dateis unknown. He was the son of Peter. Greene, and was born February 9. 1596-7. By profession he was a surgeon. He first settled in Massachusetts; but subsequently removed to Providence, where his name appears as fifth in Roger Williams’ first deed. His wife. five sons and one daughter accompanied him. He afterwards returned to Boston, where he soon became involved in some difficulty with the magistrates, as. was the case with nearly all the original settlers of Rhode Island. Having been examined before the court he was fined £20, and banished from the state. Upon his submission,” his fine was remitted, but he returned to Providence, where “he retracted his submission by letter and charged the magistrates with usurping the power of Christ in his church, and with persecution toward Williams.” From this circumstance we infer that the trouble was of a religious nature.
    John Greene seems to have preferred a residence in a state where there were no witches to be hung, and where the utmost liberty was allowed in religious matters, and here he took up his permanent abode and became one of the leading men- in the colony. In 1644, on the submission of the Narragansett Indians, he went to England with Gorton and Holden, as agents to look after the interests of both the Indians and his own towns-men. In 1647 he was appointed one of the committee of ten to organize the Colonial Government under the Parliamentary charter. He was appointed several times a General Assistant. He lived and died at Occupasnetuxet, now known as Spring Green, or the Gov. Francis estate. John Greene had three wives ; the first, Joane Tatersalle, whom he married Nov. 4,1619; the second, Alse Daniels, of Providence; and the third, Phillip of London. He died between Dec. 28, 1658, and Jan. 7, 1659. He had six children, who were baptized as per register of 5t. Thomas Church, Salisbury, Eng., as follows: John, Aug. 15, 1620; Peter, March 10, 1621-2; James; June 21, 1626; Thomas, June 4, 1628; Joane, Oct. 3, 1630; Mary. May 19, 1633. Abstract of his will.
  2. [S885] Richard Bayles, History of Providence, Rhode Island,, page __ – John Greene of Kingston who about 1639 came to Narragansett and lived there with Richard Smith, the first white settler of that locality.

He married often and well:

JOHN GREENE, Surgeon, the progenitor of the Warwick Greenes, was the son of Richard and Mary (Hooker) Greene, and was born on his father’s estate at Bowridge Hill in the parish of Gillingham, County Dorset, England, about 1590. Though not so recorded, dates before and after him would seem to determine this as the year of his birth. His father, Richard, grandfather Richard, and great-grandfather, Robert, had for nearly one hundred years before him resided at Bowridge Hill, and were undoubtedly a branch of the Northamptonshire family of Greene through a younger son.

The mother of John Greene, surgeon, Mary Hooker, was the daughter of John Hooker (alias Vowell), who was born at Exeter, England, about 1524, his father, Robert Hooker, having been mayor of that city in 1520.

John Greene removed early to Sarum (Salisbury), the county town of Wiltshire, and was there married at St. Thomas’s Church,’ November 4, 1619, to Joanne Tattershall (or, as it was written on the church register, “Tatarsole”).  Nothing is definitely known of her English connections. The name is frequently found in early records among post-mortem examinations, parliamentary writs, and charters, and is variously written Tatersall, Tateshall, Tatashall, Tatershal, and Tattershall. The first of the family of whom we have mention came in with William the Conqueror and obtained the lordship of Tattershall in Lincolnshire, where he seated himself and from which he took his surname. His descendants were seated in Berkshire and Norfolkshire, and were held in high repute. It is probable that other branches located in other counties, and it is not improbable to suppose that Joanne the wife of John Greene, who emigrated to America from Salisbury, County Wilts, was a connection of the family of George Tattershall, who was seated at Stapleford, County Wilts, which is about five miles distant from his Salisbury home ; but as yet this relationship has not been proved. The following note, recently received by the compiler in answer to an inquiry about records at Stapleford, may be of interest in this connection

“Stapleford Vicarage, Salisbury,” October 18, 1900.

“Madam: I have received your letter of the 25th September, but regret to say that I cannot help you in your research, as the Stapleford Register begins only with the year 1637.  “J. F. D. HOERNLE, “Vicar of Stapleford.” [Joanne Tattershall ‘s marriage date was 1619, eighteen years earlier.]

The marriage of John Greene and the baptisms of all his seven children, recorded in the Parish Register of St. Thomas’s Church at Salisbury, England, are still extant. He is therein styled “Mr.” and “Gent,” a mark of some distinction at that date.” He resided at Salisbury with his family, following his profession, for about sixteen years. On April 6, 1635, he was registered for embarkation at Hampton, England with his wife and six children (one having probably died in England before this date),” in the ship James, of 200 tons, William Cooper, Master, for New England.”  After a voyage of fifty-eight days he arrived at Boston, Mass., June 3, 1635. He first settled at Salem, Mass., where he was associated with Roger Williams, purchasing or building a house there, but soon after Mr. Williams’s flight from Salem (1636) he sold it and, joining Williams at Providence, secured his home lot, No.15, on the main street. He was one of eleven men baptized by Roger Williams, and one of the twelve original members of the first Baptist church on this continent, organized at Providence, R. I. He was the first professional medical man in Providence Plantations. He is alluded to in Goodwin’s Pilgrim Republic (p. 407) as “one of the two local surgeons” at Providence in 1638, though we are told “the people of Providence relied solely upon him for surgical aid long after his removal to Warwick in 1643.”

His first wife, Joanne Tattershall , the mother of all his children, died soon after his removal to Rhode Island and it is supposed was buried at Conimicut, Old Warwick (?). He married (2) ” Ailsce (Alice) Daniels, a widow” (recorded as proprietor of a home lot in Providence, 1637). They removed to Warwick, 1642-3. At the time of the persecution of the Shawomet pioneers (October, 1643), when “forty mounted and armed men,” sent from Boston to arrest them, fired over their houses, the women and children fled to the woods. Fright and exposure caused the death of the (second) wife of John Greene. (It seems more probable that this was the wife who was buried at Conimicut.) Samuel Gorton wrote of this attack of the Massachusetts troops: ” Afflicting our wives and children, forcing them to betake themselves some into the woods among the Indians, suffering such hardships as occasioned the death of divers of them, as the wife of John Greene, as also the wife of Robert Potter.” Judge Staples, in his Annals of Providence, mentions the fact that the second marriage of John Greene was not recorded, but he found evidence in Probate Records, where mention is made of the son of Alice Daniels as “John Greene’s stepson.”

Evidence of this marriage is also given in the following item:

“In the division of 52 House lots John Greene senior had lot between Thomas James on the North and John Smith on the South, and he inherited the lot of Alice Daniels his second wife between Wm. Harris on the North and John Sweet on the South” {Rhode Island Colonial Records [Printed], vol. i., p. 24).

In files. City Clerk’s office. Providence, is a book containing “A revised List of Lands and Meadows as they were originally lotted for the beginning of the Plantations of Providence in the Narragansett Bay in New England unto the [then] inhabitants of the said Plantations until anno i6—-.”

First in order are the “home lots,” beginning at the Mile-end Cove, south end of town, between Fox Point and Wickenden Streets, lots all bounded by Town (Main) Street on the west and by what is now Hope Street on the east. The name of Alice Daniels is found on this list.

Mr. Greene was married (3) in London, England, about 1644, to Phillippa (always written Phillip), who returned with him to Warwick, R. I., 1646. Her family name is not known. She died at Warwick, March 11, 1687, aged about eighty-seven years, having survived her husband for nearly thirty years.’ In further support that his third wife was from London we quote the words of Samuel Gorton, who, in a letter from Warwick addressed ” to Edward Calverly at his house by the east end of Christ Church in Newgate Market, London,” and dated November 20, 1649, wrote of this last wife of John Greene: ” Your auld neighbour, our loving friend, Mrs. Greene, hath writ a letter of advise to you [which] made me laugh not a little, which I heartily wish may come to your hands. She laies out the benefights of these parts better than I could have advised to have done. She takes well with the country and cheerfully performs her place [part], hath the love of all, non can open their mouth against her, which is a rare thing in these parts.”

Excerpt from the Book Title: The Greenes of Rhode Island, with historical records of English ancestry, 1534-1902 Author: General George Sears Greene (1801-1899) Publisher: Knickerbocker press Published in: New York Date of Publication: 1903 The Excerpt is Pages 54 – 56  The Document was retrieved from http://www.archive.org/details/greenesofrhodeis00gree

Why We Love to Live in Tucson

November 25, 2013 3 Comments

Yesterday, 24 November, was Porch Fest in the Dunbar Spring neighborhood of Tucson. This local party includes musical entertainment scattered throughout the hood, food trucks, mesquite bean grinding, and more.  I went to attend a food swap with a theme of local food.   I went to my garden and harvested herbs, calamondins,  and Jerusalem artichokes to make trade baskets.  Since this was my first time to attend the food swap I was not sure what to expect..but it was better than I might have expected if I had had expectations.  We set out our trade items and used a paper bidding system to indicate interest in swapping.  I scored some spicy dill pickles, jalapeño prickly pear jelly, cranberry curd, rosemary focaccia, and delicious chive dip that was perfect on the focaccia. Best of all I am now an official swapper, with the chance to join in future swaps with my new friends.  Everyone was super helpful and informative.  I learned about new products and tasted some great items.  I packed up my excellent swap and partied with friends for a while before sunset.  Please note if you live somewhere else, it is sunny, and although for us it was a bit chilly in the shade, we are able to go outside and celebrate our neighbors, our talents, and our supreme good fortune almost all year.  We have a diverse culture and a growing interest in sustainable practices such as rainwater harvesting and eating local.  Our local music scene is diverse and sustainable too because our citizens come out to support local artists and musicians in an effort to make this a more artful place to live.

pomegranate swapper

pomegranate swapper

as in, NOT Phoenix

as in, NOT Phoenix

my fellow swappers

my fellow swappers

good times

good times

squash

squash

bread swapper

bread swapper

food hippies

food hippies

good friends

good friends

my trade basket

my trade basket

swap table

swap table

swap explained

swap explained

painting mural

painting mural

out to celebrate

out to celebrate

What Would Quadequina Do?

November 23, 2013 3 Comments

My ancestors attended the first Thanksgiving party in Plimouth Colony. Most of my heritage is English, and the Mayflower was full of my peeps.  My 11th great-grandfather attended the feast as a representative of the Wampanoag people.  When he first met the Pilgrims they gave him alcohol , which must have aroused his curiosity.  The political system in New England was way different from the one in Europe.  The local natives made friends with the Pilgrims with reservations (not the kind they have been granted by the US government).  They had made contact with Brits before which had resulted in an outbreak of disease that killed a large number of the people.  They saw the Mayflower, but kept a distance since they assumed these Brits would be diseased as well.

Quadequina is credited with bringing popcorn to the first Thanksgiving.  The Wampanoags I met in Plymouth this year told me it was actually parched corn.  Either way, there was a potluck dinner and Quadequina brought corn as his dish.  He acted in good faith, was a respectful and polite guest, even allowing the Pilgrims to occupy his homeland and build a fort around their town.  It was fairly impossible for the American natives to do due diligence on these religious Pilgrims who had arrived and planned to stay.   Squanto, the famous translator, was about all the interface available.  The Natives of New England were stuck with this highly unnatural situation through no fault of their own.  They just happened to be where the Mayflower got stuck on the rocks.  It was their luck.

When my 10th great-grandfather Gabriel Wheldon wanted to marry Quadequina’s daughter he gave his consent and helped the couple avoid disaster from the Pilgrims:

Gordon B. Hinckley, Shoulder for the Lord” by George M. McCune page 35- ” Two of the early immigrants to Plymouth colony were Gabriel Wheldon, of Arnold, Nottingham, England, and his brother (name unknown). Gabriel had been married in England before sailing to America but his first wife named Margaret evidentally was deceased at the time of his migration. Both brothers had a free spirit much like Stephen Hopkins and found their way to the camps of the Wampanoags. There they both fell in love with two of the daughters of chief Quadequina, younger brother of the Great Chief. They each married and Gabriel gave his second wife the English name ‘Margaret’ after his first spouse. The two counseled with their father-in-law and his older brother Massasoit regarding what to do. The Plymouth Colony would probably punish them for their intermarriage. Massasoit advised them to return to the colyn and all would be well. The Plymouth Colony tribunals saved face by banishing the couples from Plymouth for life but did not send them back to England. Gabriel and Margaret established their home in Barnstable where the Hinckleys came in late 1630’s and here Gabriel and Margaret raised a large family of girls. One of these was Catherine “Catone” Wheldon who married Stephen Hopkins'(First to build a house in Mattachesse Villiage/Yarmouth) oldest son Giles on October 9, 1639. Giles had been given the home his father had build in Yarmouth and the couple established their home and raised four children there. When Giles’ father Stephen passed away about July 1644, his father left an estate.. Some records give Margaret as the wife of Gabriel Wheldon. It seems she was his second wife, who, after his death, may have returned to England with Rev. Marmaduke Matthews and his wife. Other records state that Margaret was an Indian Princess, Wampanoag, and give her lineage for several generations. He _may_ have been Margaret’s brother. He immigrated 1638, aPreacher of the Church of Malden. He returned to England in 1655, and Several of the Malden Church members went with him. Of these returning pilgrims, the widow Margaret Wheldon, who left a law-suit over the estate of her deceased husband, Gabriel, also went to England. (from: Pg 155 The History of Malden, Massachusetts, 1633-1785). Rev Matthews died 1683 in England.

I don’t believe he is partial to either pecan or pumpkin pie. I think Quadequina would have liked to see us celebrate equal rights and justice each November.  The story of Thanksgiving is mostly mythical, since very little was recorded at the time.  Turkeys may not be the best logo for  American seasonal gratitude.  Popcorn deserves a place at the table.

JFK and History

November 21, 2013 5 Comments

When I returned to Oakmont, PA this year to see my old friends from childhood I was not thinking about politics or history. I was intrigued to find out what my old home and school looked like, and how my old friends are today.  The reunion was a resounding success and a big memory jog.  We toured the school where I attended grades K-4, then returned for 7-8th grades.  I left after the 8th grade to live in Venezuela as a petroleum princess.  This week as we watch the footage and remember where we were when we heard the news JFK had been shot I can clearly picture it.  We were in the gym, which had a large dividing wall between the girls and boys for the hour. When we finished the wall was always removed at the end of the school day.  On that day when the wall was parted and we saw they boys we were also listening to the loudspeaker system announce to use that the president had been shot in Dallas.  It was surreal and many of us started to cry.  I am not sure if I cried or not, but I remember being in shock.  We talked about it when we were on tour of the school and I had almost a flashback of the feeling on that day.  We went home and learned that he had died.  My parents did not vote for him but they were very upset about the assassination.  After 50 years we all have a chance to process what happened to us and to the world on that day in Dallas.  We may have been 8th graders but we all had mature feelings about the frightful news about our country.

Make My Day

November 20, 2013 8 Comments

Thanksgiving cactus

Thanksgiving cactus

sky blue pink

sky blue pink

sunset

sunset

When I think of an ideal day I have plenty of time and plenty of tasty snacks. The weather can be any way, but my awareness is high.  When I think of the Thanksgiving season and the Black Friday vision of what is to come I become a serious holiday prepper.  I am not preparing for the zombie apocalypse or the end of civilization, but for the temporary insanity of all the world  shopping to be shopping.  I am preparing to stay home, work very little, and dine in some fine establishments close to my home for holiday meals to savor, remember, and pay chefs to create.  I will not find myself at Trader Joe’s, or any other grocer, the night before Thanksgiving because I will not need any groceries for my meal.  I have what I need, reservations at Maynard’s.  Situated in the old train station and across the street from Hotel Congress, this fancy restaurant gets rave reviews, and we have never tried it.

For our big December family gift to ourselves we are taking our coon hound to Scottsdale to her favorite hotel, Kimpton FireSky.  She loves the dog centric customer service, and all the other guest dogs.  We love to dine at Posh, right across the street.  We will drive up for the improvisational cuisine and a break from being at home.  There are many cute small businesses in Scottsdale that create a flavor in the old downtown that we enjoy.  We like the art galleries and will probably hit a local farmers’ market or two while we are up there.  It will be citrus and date season, and although Phoenix is no longer very agricultural, there will be some local products we don’t have down here in Tucson.

For Christmas Eve we have reservations to dine very close to home at Pastiche.  This week you can buy gift cards at  Pastiche that come with a 25% bonus.  Next week the bonus goes down to 20%.  I am armed with my $125 worth of Pastiche gift cards which I purchased for only $100. I am so ready to party.  I am completely into the idea of doing no cleaning, cooking, or entertaining, other than inviting friends to join us out on the town.  I used to enjoy a labor intensive, baking, crafting, decorating, cocktail partying holiday cheer.  Now that is all just way too much effort.  I appreciate the labor and creativity that chefs and restaurants can provide, while I take it easy and be grateful that there is no clean up after my nap.

Prime Shopping, Free Shipping

November 17, 2013 2 Comments

marzipan

marzipan

assorted marzipan

assorted marzipan

I enrolled again in Amazon’s 30 day trial of the Prime membership. I have done this before but not paid much attention to all the benefits.  They allow you to quit within the trial period, which I did.  Now I have been on a book diet for a year, and am curious about Kindle and the lending library. I had Kindle on iPad, but the Amazon Prime offer will only be available to members who own a Kindle devise. We have wanted to dump cable television for a while and wonder if the streaming video content from Amazon would be one way to wean ourselves.  Amazon is not making it easy for Apple customers to get into the video program.  I can watch on my iPad, but to get it on my big TV I had to buy a streaming device.  I quickly found that Roku is compatible and the unit was very reasonably priced.  The Kindle Fire HD  fancy reader was on sale too.  Since I can have instant gratification with the 2 day free delivery I decided to wrap up all the household holiday shopping on the spot, on the laptop. On Tuesday I will have, via free delivery service:

  • The streaming Roku player to access the video library
  • The Kindle Fire HD to access my library and the lending library
  • Two boxes of individually wrapped flavored marzipan

If our household can’t find enough entertainment and reading material to enjoy while we snack away on our marzipan from Germany we are just too lame for holidays.  All we need to add are a few tasty homemade treats and some quality time entertaining our friends.  During the holidays I like to drive even less than usual, so having everything we need at home is key to my enjoyment.  If I am missing anything, Amazon will deliver it for free in 2 days.  That is reassuring.  I do feel that I have done some very Prime shopping.  They will probably keep me on for the year this time.

Butterflies, Orchids, and Frogs, O MY!!!

November 14, 2013 3 Comments

Each year Tucson Botanical Gardens opens a special tropical exhibit of butterflies. The greenhouse is maintained all year, but in the summer it is too costly to keep at temperature, so they take a break. I love to spend time in the butterfly magic display and do so very frequently. I am pretty excited to announce that they now have tiny tree frogs joining the butterflies. The frogs hide a bit from the crowd because they are nocturnal. I managed to see three and get some shots. Since it was Veterans Day lots of kids were in the house.  I also met a woman who has taken a course at the gardens in pocket sketching.  She had a tiny set of water colors and was popping out some tiny great art.  This is my favorite entertainment in town.  Members can go as often as we like, so I am a frequent butterflyer.

Probable Cause

November 11, 2013 5 Comments

I became familiar with this legal term when my parents were robbed by lawyers who worked for a care home owner.  A young lawyer obtained the signatures of my severely mentally impaired parents in front of no witnesses and proceeded to use those signatures to rob them at the bank, destroy all their civil rights, trapping my dad in the care home, as was the plan.  Two weeks after they robbed and attacked my parents they ran away but kept about $8000 or so for the so called services they had performed.  To recover from this attack my parents’ real lawyer had to work and be paid to restore their estate plans and civil rights. It was costly and destructive as well as blatantly criminal.  I wrote to everyone including John Evans, the Federal prosecuting attorney in Tucson.  I was told that since they had obtained the signatures, even though they did not know my parents and had drastically damaged their health and well being, as well as their finances, they were allowed to pretend for those two weeks to represent my parents and be paid for it.  The FBI initially investigated the case and told me there was obvious fraud. Later they told me they had to drop the case because the border issues demanded all the man power in Tucson.  It felt distinctly as if the Feds decided that lawyers can commit crimes because they will fight back if you attempt to bust them for their obvious crimes.  It is easier to pick on border crossers than your friends at the AZ Bar.  Eventually the Bar did slap the young lawyer on the wrist, but he had already left the firm where he had robbed my parents. To say that I lost all respect would be an extreme understatement.

I have now owned a home that is supposed to be governed by an HOA.  The people on our HOA board have refused to do anything that AZ law requires of them, but have insisted that they have a right to invite the general public here to donate to a charity scam they have run in the condo next door to me and at the curb for many years. Feeding the Homeless in Tucson Parks is the philanthropical outreach our HOA board has used to express their special jurisdiction here in our public areas.  This 100% criminal operation has been been in operation in this same location for many years.  Since they have never been stopped breaking AZ law or stealing money from the dues directly they decided to give themselves the right to use the non profit corporation (our HOA) and our public areas and driveway to operate this charity scam.  None of the volunteer hours, or truck loads of bread, or cash donations that came in the mail, or items left in the driveway for many years has ever been reported to the IRS.  I have been informed by the HOA lawyer that the board has broken no laws by using our property to run this criminal scam. That means they plan to continue to use the fire lane in front of my home to invite the public here to be hostile to the entire neighborhood and pretend they are doing philanthropy.  The latest known solicitation for donations was done to Tucson Appliance for a new stove this spring.  That stove belongs in a homeless shelter or the food bank, not in a residential condo that has been used for criminal purposes.  If soliciting drive by donations and pretending to be a charity is not a crime against the neighbors and society I think it would be very hard to find one. My neighbors and I have reported these crimes for years, but law enforcement has not been available to stop this.  I have the impression that law enforcement cares very little about stopping crime or enforcing laws.  I may be wrong, but we shall see.

If you are asked for donations from anyone, ask to see the 501C3 the IRS issues legal charities. It is apparently easy to operate fraudulent philanthropical donation sites for many years with no interference from the IRS. Our local law enforcement has practiced and advised willful blindness to these crimes, which I think is incredibly weird.  I have hired and put  a lawyer on retainer because this has gone on for too long and seriously damaged our property value. I think we are entitled to law enforcement from the agencies we pay to enforce the law.  However, if you need to hire and pay a lawyer to show those agencies probable cause it is better than allowing crime to trash your neighborhood.

Mercado San Augustin in Tucson

November 7, 2013 3 Comments

I was told that Tucson’s Iron Chef had left Lodge on the Desert to be the chef at a new brasserie opening west of downtown Tucson at the Mercado San Augustin. The space will be renovated before opening, but I decided it was time for me to investigate what is happening at the end of the trolley line.  For years Tucson has poured tax dollars into urban renewal known as Rio Nuevo to update and improve downtown.  This often stalled project is finally showing some signs of progress.  Next year we will have a short, but very cute tram that will run through the University, downtown, and end on the west side of the freeway exactly at Mercado San Augustin.  There is building like crazy at the end of the trolley line; Residential condo lofts are being erected.  The area is showing obvious signs of growth.  The Mercado is part of that development.  New and highly desirable businesses are springing up along what will be the route of the trolley. I am encouraged by what I found at the last stop.

Mercado San Augustin is modeled very much on the open markets of Mexico.  In fact, on Thursday afternoons there is a farmers market held in the courtyard.  The small stands and store fronts offer unique food choices along with clothing, art, and jewelry.  There is a communal kitchen available for rent to producers of food products who need  reasonably priced access to a professional facility in order to  create small batches cost effectively.  I sampled two kinds of cake at the Dolce Pastello Cake stand.  Both the caramel and the chocolate were rich, delicious, and reminded me of Mexico.  In fact, the whole open mercado with snow cones, coffee specialties, and a cake stand reminded me of Mexico when I was a kid and visited open markets with my parents.  I used to be crazy about the markets in Guadalajara and Mazatlán in the 1960’s.  So in a certain way my trip west of the freeway was a flashback.  You might also say that I have seen some good news for the future of business development of downtown by using a sense of history and place.

I talked with María Elena about Day of the Dead, which was just last week.  The altar is still up at La Estrella Bakery where she works. There are still sugar skulls in the case for sale.  We talked about how the holiday is celebrated and why it is a chance to teach children that death is not something to fear.  Business is good at the bakery for this holiday because pan de muertos is featured on home altars, and sugar skulls are not found in the regular bakeries around town.  La Estrella has wrapped up a very busy Day of the Dead season, but customers stream in for hot tamales, baked goods, and basic grocery items from around the neighborhood.