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A visit to the north at the change of seasons can be very beautiful. I went to New England when the leaves and flowers were bursting out on the trees in May. Now I said goodbye to the deciduous trees as they begin to change and fall. I do appreciate the colors and the architectural style of Oakmont, PA, where I grew up and went to school until the end of 8th grade. While I am not ready to be there in winter, seeing the pretty yards and houses bursting with color is a treat.
I was surprised to find my old school friend, Marcia Irwin, in her glass studio in Oakmont, PA, the Glass Kaleidoscope. She has become a skilled master of stained glass art. I bought out the earrings an found a nice gift for our hostess of the weekend reunion party. I did not know who the glass artist was when I decided to check out the shop. It was really fun to see her as well as her art. She does custom work and has all kinds of beautiful pieces on hand at her shop for gifting or treating yourself..I enjoyed both.
My 17th great grandfather was a general in the 100 Years’ War. He died in battle.
SIR J0HN13 TALBOT, K. G., first Earl of Shrewsbury born about 1385, married in 1406, Maud Nevill, eldest daugh- ter and co-heir of Thomas Nevill, Lord Furnivall, by whom heacquired vast estates in Hallamshire (including the Castle of Sheffield), in consequence of which he was summoned to Parlia- ment from 1409 to 1420 as John Talbot, Lord Furnival. On the death in childhood of his niece, Ankaret Talbot, in 1421, he succeeded also to the ancient Talbot estates in Linton and to the Baronies of Talbot and Strange of Blackmere. From 1412 to 1420 he served as Lord Lieutenant of Ireland; but in 1422 he entered into military pursuits and became one of the most renowned warriors of the martial age in which he lived. He gloriously sustained the cause of King Henry VL throughout his French realm in battle after battle, until the very name of Talbot became a terror to his foes. Once his forces were defeated by the army of the Maid of Orleans at the Battle of Patay in 1429, and he himself was taken prisoner; but four years later he was exchanged, and soon again in com- mand of an English army. For his brilliant achievements he was created in 1442 Earl of Shrewsbury and in 1446 Earl of Waterford. Later he was commander of the Castle of Falaise in Normandy (the birthplace of William the Conqueror), to which he added a massive keep, still known as the Talbot Tower. In 1453 he was again in command of an English army in France and was killed by a cannon shot at the Battle of Chastillon, 17 July 1453. He had been victorious in forty battles, and his death proved fatal to English dominion on the Continent. From this great Earl, the present Earl of Shrews- bury, the Premier Earl of England, is directly descended, (See Burke’s “Peerage” for 1904, pp. 1411-12; and G. E. Cock- ayne’s “Complete Peerage”, vol. 7, pp. 359-61, and 136-7.)
General John Talbot (1384 – 1453)
The Earl of Shrewsbury
The Death of Shrewsbury at the Battle of Castillon. Born1384 or 1387 Died July 17, 1453 Castillon-la-Battaile, Gascony Title Earl of Shrewsbury The Earl of Shrewsbury Earl ShrewsburyNationalityKingdom of EnglandWars and battlesHundred Years’ WarSiege of Orleans Battle of PatayBattle of Castillon †PredecessorNoneSuccessor John Talbot, 2nd Earl of ShrewsburySpouse(s)Maud Nevill Margaret Beauchamp Issue Parents Richard, 4th Baron Talbot and Ankaret, heiress of Richard John Talbot, 1st Earl of Shrewsbury, 1st Earl of Waterford, 10th Baron Strange of Blackmere, 7th Baron Talbot, 6th Baron Furnivall (1384/1387 – 17 July 1453) , known as “Old Talbot” was an important English military commander during the Hundred Years’ War, as well as the only Lancastrian Constable of France.
[edit] FamilyHe was second son of Richard, 4th Baron Talbot, by Ankaret, heiress of Richard, Baron Lestrange of Blackmere.
[edit] First marriageTalbot was married before 12 March 1407 to Maud Nevill, daughter and heiress of Thomas Nevill, 5th Baron Furnivall, the son of John Neville, 3rd Baron Neville de Raby. He was summoned to Parliament in her right from 1409.
The couple had four children:
In 1421 by the death of his niece he acquired the Baronies of Talbot and Strange. His first wife died on 31 May 1422
[edit] Second marriageOn 6 September 1425, he married Lady Margaret Beauchamp, daughter of Richard de Beauchamp, 13th Earl of Warwick and Elizabeth de Berkeley. They had six children:
Early career From 1404 to 1413 he served with his elder brother Gilbert in the Welsh war or the rebellion of Owain Glyndŵr. Then for five years from February 1414 he was Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, where he held the honour of Wexford. He did some fighting, and had a sharp quarrel with the Earl of Ormonde. Complaints were made against him both for harsh government in Ireland and for violence in Herefordshire. From 1420 to 1424 he served inFrance. In 1425, he was lieutenant again for a short time in Ireland.
Service in France So far his career was that of a turbulent Marcher Lord, employed in posts where a rough hand was useful. In 1427 he went again to France, where he fought with distinction in Maine and at the Siege of Orléans. He fought at the Battle of Patay where he was captured and held prisoner for four years.
He was released in exchange for the French leader Jean Poton de Xaintrailles. Talbot was a daring and aggressive soldier, perhaps the most audacious Captain of the Age. He and his forces acted as a kind of fire brigade ever ready to retake a town and to meet a French advance. His trademark was rapid aggressive attacks. In January 1436, he led a small force including Kyriell and routed La Hire and Xaintrailles at Ry near Rouen. The following year at Crotoy, after a daring passage of the Somme, he put a numerous Burgundian force to flight. In December 1439, following a surprise flank attack on their camp, he dispersed the 6000 strong army of the Constable Richemont, and the following year he retookHarfleur. In 1441, he pursued the French army four times over the Seine and Oise rivers in an unavailing attempt to bring it to battle.
[edit] The English AchillesHe was appointed in 1445 by Henry VI (as king of France) as Constable of France. Taken hostage at Rouen in 1449 he promised never to wear armour against the French King again, and he was true to his word. He was defeated and killed in 1453 at the Battle of Castillonnear Bordeaux, which effectively ended English rule in the duchy of Gascony, a principal cause of the Hundred Years’ War. His heart was buried in the doorway of St Alkmund’s Church, Whitchurch, Shropshire.[1]
The victorious French generals raised a monument to Talbot on the field called Notre Dame de Talbot. And the French Chroniclers paid him handsome tribute:
“Such was the end of this famous and renowned English leader who for so long had been one of the most formidable thorns in the side of the French, who regarded him with terror and dismay” – Matthew d’Escourcy
Although Talbot is generally remembered as a great soldier, some have raised doubts as to his generalship. In particular, charges of rashness have been raised against him. Speed and aggression were key elements in granting success in medieval war, and Talbot’s numerical inferiority necessitated surprise. Furthermore, he was often in the position of trying to force battle on unwilling opponents. At his defeat at Patay in 1429 he was advised not to fight there by Sir John Fastolf, who was subsequently blamed for the debacle, but the French, inspired by Joan of Arc, showed unprecedented fighting spirit – usually they approached an English position with great circumspection. The charge of rashness is perhaps more justifiable at Castillon where Talbot, misled by false reports of a French retreat, attacked their entrenched camp frontally – facing wheel to wheel artillery and a 6 to 1 inferiority in numbers.
He is portrayed heroically in William Shakespeare‘s Henry VI, Part I: “Valiant Lord Talbot, Earl of Shrewsbury, Created, for his rare success in arms”.
[edit] Cultural influenceJohn Talbot is shown as a featured character in Koei‘s video game known as ‘Bladestorm: The Hundred Years’ War‘, appearing as the left-arm of Edward, the Black Prince, in which he assists the former and the respective flag of England throughout his many portrayals.
Talbot appears as one of the primary antagonists in the PSP game Jeanne d’Arc.
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Political officesNew officeLord High Steward of Ireland1446–1453Succeeded by The 2nd Earl of ShrewsburyPeerage of EnglandNew creationEarl of Shrewsbury1442–1453Succeeded by John TalbotPreceded byAnkare t TalbotBaron Strange of Blackmere1421–1453Baron Talbot1421–1453Baron Furnivall1421–1453Peerage of IrelandNew creationEarl of Waterford1446–1453Succeeded by John Talbot
Sights, sounds and smells ignite memories. There are strong connections of which we are unaware that link us to the past. We are conditioned by both culture and anticipation. If we remember (or think we recall) a season, an event, or a place we create expectations. I went to see my classmates last week in Pennsylvania to both test and fill my memory bank. When I first arrived in the small town where I grew up I walked directly to my old home to jog my memory. It did stir up both direct event recollection and a sense of the place. It has not changed much. I haven’t either.
You are what your deep, driving desrire is.
As your deep, driving desire is, so is your will.
As your will is, so is your deed.
As your deed is, so is your destiny. – Brihadaranyaka Upanishad
If war is declared responsible parties will do the utmost to declare a truce. Since Viet Nam the United Stares has felt the need to wage war without any declaration. Since I was a teen I have worked to influence my peers and the government to stop violent political action, no matter what it is called. I have traveled and watched the reputation of Americans enter a downward spiral that can make it uncomfortable for us to be in other countries. Most people from outside our borders do understand that the people here do not have the same democratic power that we did it he distant past. They may not know the details, but they have heard about the corporate lobbyist and commercial contributions to our lawmakers that have turned democracy into a joke.
I vote and pay taxes, lots of taxes. I have marched on Washington for peace, where I paid for the tear gas that was hurled at me. My position has not changed:
War is not healthy for children and other living things. I don’t know how healthy we might be if we had not engaged in all these undeclared wars, but I feel pretty sure we would be wealthier. We are not the most powerful country in the world if we resort to force and violence without the dignity to declare the reasons, and the goals of the use of armed violence. We are viewed as mortally bankrupt by many around the world. How can we manage to control our resources for the benefit of our citizens? How can we stop the military from invading or bombing other countries without a declared war? They have established a precident, but this is a very good time to take a U turn. If we sacrifice young lives and national security, we need to announce to the world and to the ones who are about to be killed in the conflict what our agenda is. I do not believe our agenda is coherent; and declaration of war would at least reveal what the terms are.
“Wheresoever you go, go with all your heart.” Confucius
Packing light is a good idea, but never leave your heart at home. To do justice to any travel experience an open mind and flexible attitude are both needed. You bring your culture with you, know it or not, and you either decide to break out of it and meet new ones, or not. It is now possible in the United States to stay in chain hotels, and eat in chain restaurants, shop in chain stores, and wear the exact same fashion to the point at all destinations can be reduced to a low and common denominator.
My trip to Pennsylvania was prompted by a reunion with old schoolmates. My curiosity was strong about the town where I grew up and went to school through 8th grade. I wanted to know how my old friends and classmates are now. The weekend was full of parties, visiting, and remembering our younger selves. I like the chance to be in different environments and see plants and architectural styles that are out of my normal range. Destination Oakmont, PA is almost the exact opposite of Tucson, AZ. Being present for leaves changing and the reunion parties has made this an exciting and fulfilling visit.
How do you choose the places you will visit? Do you always go to places where you know people? AirBnB is a great way to be a guest in a community and be part of it. The agency facilitates on-line rentals of rooms, guest houses, apartments and more in private homes. I have stayed in a spacious clean home with kitchen privileges, coffee machine and private bathroom en suite. My host family is helpful and knowledgeable about the area. I was given some local history books to read upon arrival that were excellent. Staying in a neighborhood also gave me the perfect location. Our class reunion party was only a block from my place. I do like hotels for certain purposes, but the growth and popularity of airbnb shows the increasing interest in a new way of traveling. It offers a chance to take part in the life of the community more than a hotel can. Before your next trip, take a look at the available rental properties in the system. I believe you will be pleasantly surprised. I have been more than happy both times I have rented with the company.
I grew up in heavily industrialized Pittsburgh in the 1950s. Coal Mines, steel mills, and other factories were staffed by union labor. The cruel and unusual history of Andrew Carnegie vs. the labor unions was close to the surface and burned into the memory of the workers. They had decent wages and retirement benefits won through very tough negotiation, but they would not guess how the tables would turn on both the workers and the owners of steel mills. Today the city has a strong economy based in part on the petroleum industry boom, but the mills went under, stripping the retirement benefits from the workers as they went into bankruptcy. The old way of creating and defining value no longer exists.
Today the new magazine from Chris Brogan, my first and favorite SoMe teacher has launched. The free publication is called Owner, and I subscribed instantly since Chris has never let me down in the past. His good friend and fellow entrepreneur, S Anthony Innarino, has written an excellent article for the first issue which takes a good look at value and expectations. Welcome to the Disruptive Age tells it like it is and invites the reader to take ownership of his or her own time and energy. We have entered a time in which it is not only extremely important to define and create value, but also to find ways to harvest more value for ourselves. This will involve knowing both what is most valuable to your customers and what you value most. Time is not money; It never has been, but the contracts of the past created a structure in which labor, time and money seemed hard to disentangle. In today’s economy disruption is the key to value.
I do not need to shop again for the rest of my life, but there are times that I am inspired to do so. While visiting my childhood home town of Oakmont, PA I found not only the inspiration, but also very high quality goods at rock bottom prices. Ambiance Boutique is run for the benefit of an organization called Bethlehem Haven. The upscale consignment retail store carefully selects and curates a collection of very high-end clothing and household goods. The system in place progressively discounts the item as it stays on the rack or shelf, so if it does not sell it becomes more affordable. I went in out of curiosity and was hooked. I scored such fabulous deals the first day, and was given a coupon for 10% off my next purchase. When I returned with the coupon and found the 75% off rack the next day, they almost paid me to take two stylin’ blouses off their hands. I thought I was done until I saw that black purse that was just too much of a bargain to leave on the mannequin.
If you live in Pittsburgh, and particularly if you have not been thrift shopping in the past, I urge you to go to Ambiance. The store is elegant, the staff is much more professional than the other retail stores I visited here. This is the kind of town where good customer service is reserved for people who live here, and the stranger is treated as an annoyance. This will NOT happen in Ambiance. You will be greeted and served as if you are the most important shopper on earth. Alexandra acts like a personal shopper at Nordstrom, but she is working for the betterment of homeless women in the Pittsburgh area. If I were ever going to use the phrase win-win, it would be to convince you to try Ambiance. Since I don’t use that phrase let me just encourage you to see if there might be something very special and very well priced in this store for you. Tell them Pam sent you and you want to see the 75% off rack.
I was the youngest in all the groups in my childhood. I was never considered for the key roles such as Davy Crockett, or his wife, when we dramatized that story. I would be lucky to be a horse. The kids in my immediate neighborhood just happened to be older. I played and hung out with a couple of girls who were in the class above me, but our games included the kids who were several years older. Every kid knows that the oldest person gets to choose first..at least that was the standard in our neighborhood. Like all oppressed people, the youngest one just waits for the tables to turn, and they eventually do.
I know that I am bossy from my career as a fitness instructor; that is exactly what people are paying you to do..boss them around. What I have never analyzed is the way my youth had an effect on my commanding nature. I left my neighborhood and school to move to Venezuela where I was the daughter of the boss of all my friends’ parents. He was even the boss of my teachers in school because the oil company hired the teachers and ran the school. Suddenly my relative underdog position was reversed in a big way. Much older guys wanted to date me because that was culturally normal in South America. Virtually everyone I knew sucked up to me with gifts and every privilege I could never have imagined. I was the capitalist imperialist teenager with everything…and way more than anyone I knew in the states could have dreamed. Servants, yacht, DC3 with private living room configuration and pilots who let me “land the plane” in Caracas……. I thought it was all just dandy. I had a large sense of entitlement that came with the territory.
Once you have lived in another country the United States can never be the same. Once you have been immersed in another culture, you can no longer stay completely within the old cultural bounds. When I returned to life in the US I never lived east of the Mississippi or north of the line (Mason/Dixon, that is) ever again. There is something very powerful about being bilingual, but it is even more empowering to be bicultural. My life developed from a tight and limited beginning to a progressively wider and higher view of the world. I crossed more international borders before I was 15 than most Americans do in a lifetime. I was fully fluent in colloquial Spanish, never missing a beat. This short lesson in international diplomacy took place when I was 13-15; My confidence and self awareness significantly changed forever. I took command.
I do not try to convince others to think like I do because I honestly appreciate diverse points of view. I would not waste my persuasive talents to change anyone’s mind for any reason. However, when any group lacks leadership I instinctively boss the group around…sort of like a sheepdog. I sense the inertia and take the situation as a call to action. Giving orders is an interesting experiment. I find that people obey me, not so much because they respect my authority as because they know I am not going to stop…sort of like a sheepdog. I see this model very clearly as I herd my elementary classmates into a video chat with each other. I am sure that I did not have this nature as a young child, although I do want to ask my class if they remember me as a bossy kid. I believe that I developed a certain ability to seek and destroy inertia. We all know that in the end inertia wins, but my life is a symbolic effort to create action from inaction. Some of us are simply born to herd.
Take one elementary school class, add 49 years. Shake; don’t stir. Meet in the building where you attended elementary school and Jr. high, and sip slowly.
I study history, but my own personal past has not been investigated. I only have so much time to find all the facts about my ancestors, so biographical content has never crossed my mind. This week I am digging into it. I am on a quest to remember/discover my childhood, which was pretty idyllic. I grew up walking a block and a half to my school, playing in giant gangs of kids in my neighborhood. We went to swimming pools at country clubs in the summer, but we had a neighborhood of full time sports (wiffle ball) , games, dramatic productions, and parties..not unlike Spanky and Our Gang, I looked at the hill in my old side yard where we went sledding. It is much smaller that I could have imagined.. the entire yard has shrunk. It doesn’t look like it would hold big games of red rover, but I know that it did. I also had an archery target and a basketball backboard in the back yard. The prop we used most often was the player piano.
Both my next door neighbors and our family had player pianos in the basement. Our basement playroom was huge with the piano and a big bar. My parents partied heavily down there. Most of the time it was used for my piano practice or my play room. My mom supplied a giant box of dress up clothing of all kinds behind the bar in the laundry room. The kids would put on shows for each other, and sometimes for the parents, by dressing in the costumes and singing. The parents sat down at a lower level in the yard, and we would enter from stage right, behind the house. We had sort of an Ed Sullivan variety approach, with someone announcing the acts. One of our favorites (and very popular with the adults) was “Heart of My Heart”. We had a pantomime that was very corny. We did it all the time, so I can still do it after more than 50 years. I called my childhood neighbor, Peggy Jo, and sang it to her on the phone. It made me cry because the song sums up the whole deal. “Friends were dearer then”