Extracting a Silver Dollar

about 1895

Silver Dollar Removed

From Oesophagus of Henry Robinson, Age 24, Located at Oesophagel Orifice of Diaphram, Swallowed May 24th 1885 at 10 AM Removed June 2nd 1885 at 9 PM  By H.C. Holton

SILVER DOLLAR IN THE OESOPHAGUS: EXTRACTION

BY HENRY C. HOLTON, M.D. ARCHIE, ILL.

On the morning of May 24, at 10:30 o'clock, Henry Robison, a young man 24 years of age, came to my office to have a silver dollar, which he had swallowed one-half hour previously, removed from his throat. 

The accident occurred while playing with a little child. He was lying on his back and had the coin in his mouth, or rather between his lips, when the child reached for it, but instead of grasping it, she accidentally struck it with her hand and knocked it into his throat. The coin got beyond his control before he could stop it. I made several efforts to reach it with a pair of forceps about eight inches in length, but failed. 

At this time Dr. Odbert, of Indianola, called on me and was invited to examine the case. He had a pair of forceps about two inches longer than mine, at his office. We repaired to Indianola at once, and his forceps were introduced, but to no avail. Dr. Odbert and I then drove to Danville to try to get proper instruments for its removal. Failing to find them there, we immediately dispatched to Philadelphia for forceps, and in due time they arrived. In the meantime Mr. Robison was kept on a liquid diet. 

On the evening of the second day of June we operated. Dr. O. introduced an esophageal bougie into his throat for the purpose of locating the coin, which he succeeded in doing at a distance of nine and one-half inches from the front teeth in upper jaw, or at the esophageal opening of diaphragm. I then introduced a pair of forceps and succeeded in grasping and withdrawing the dollar from his throat. This is the only successful operation in my knowledge where so large a foreign body has been extracted from the oesophagus, so low down. 

Thinking perhaps this case may be of interest to the many readers of your valuable journal, I respectfully submit it. 

from The Peoria Medical Monthly; Vol. VI; June 1885, No. 2; page 85

 

Happy Saint Patrick's Day

  

Evening Light

Amazing evening light at the lake 

Puddle Jumpers

Ministering

 We invite you to minister with your powerful influence for good in strengthening our families, our church, and our communities. You are a much-needed force for love, truth, and righteousness in this world. We need you to nurture families, friends, and neighbors. It is through you that God’s perfect love for each and all of His children is made manifest.  Silvia H. Allred 

Friend of God

"... Abraham believed God, and it was imputed unto him for righteousness: and he was called the Friend of God." James 2: 23 

A friend of God - what a wonderful way to be and great legacy to leave behind.

 

Happy Valentine's Day

Kirkland's Cow and Coyote

A Fun Rabbit Hole

 Recently I found the death record for Gabriel Cathcart. I decided to find his death place on Google Maps.

William Cathcart Holton/ Celia Cathcart & Caryl Ames Holton/ William Gabriel Cathcart & Anna Sconce/ John Marshall Cathcart & Sarah Alexander/ Gabriel Cathcart (1817-1902) & Hester Marshall 

This record* states that Gabriel Cathcart died April 18, 1902 at 19 Pakenham Street, Belfast, Ireland. He was a widower, 84 years old and a retired farmer. Cause "senile decay." His granddaughter Hessie Walker was present when he died. Gabriel was living with his daughter Charlotte Cathcart Walker and her husband Samuel Walker. 

Pakingham Street

In 1981 the row houses were not in good shape. 

Windows and doors were bricked up to keep out vandals. 

November 2020 Google Maps made these images. 

#19 Pakenham is the brown door to the right of the yellow door. 

#19 is the last "house" on the left before the building slants to the right

I can't find a construction date for the building. It looks like it might have been existing in 1902. What do you think?

*irish genealogy.ie/churchrecords

Swing Set

 

Sometimes when we’re bad, my mother goes downstairs and silently exits through the back door. We press our noses against the bathroom window upstairs, the one that looks out on the backyard, watching her. We turn to each other and say, “She must be so mad!” Then we watch, cannot help but watch, as she goes over to the swing set and sits on the black rubber seat. 

Her legs never leave the ground, she just pushes herself back and forth, straightening and bending those hourglass legs. And then, maybe it is condensation on the window or maybe something else, but we think we can see tears rolling down her cheeks. When she buries her head in the crook of her arm, it is over. Lisa Van Orman Hadley 

The author went on to say her mother was punishing herself after she'd punished her children. To me, it feels like this mother of six children was seeking solace and pulling herself together so she could go back and mother her children.

Light and Beauty

When the sky looks like this, it's time to hurry to the lake 

to catch a spectacular sunset

When the sun gets low on the horizon, it disappears quickly. 

The colors sometimes linger, sometimes they're gone in a blink of any eye. 

This dock is one of the best places to watch the sun set. 

It's often crowded with people quietly enjoying the beauty. 

Kirkland's Mandarin Duck

  

I'd heard about Kirkland's Mandarin duck but I'd never spotted it until this week. I was walking through Marina Park when I felt a nudge, a reminder about the duck and a suggestion that I walk closer to the shoreline. So I did - and there he was! The duck mingled with the Mallards and didn't seem concerned about the people. He swam and walked along the shoreline as we took pictures and talked with each other about his beauty.

This article says the duck is native to Japan, southeast Russia, and eastern China. It's closely related to the North American wood duck. Mandarin ducks are exported to the States and sometimes escape captivity. These pictures were taken at dusk. Imagine how much more vivid the colors would be with more light. 

Read more here about one person's quest to see the duck, along with stunning pictures. 

World Traveler in the 1830s

John Judd in 1879

John was quite the world traveler. According to information in "Descendants of John & Matilda Judd," written by Lysle Jacobs in 1978 - John Judd, born 1809, was a cooper in Hartford, Connecticut. "In that capacity he shipped aboard an outward-bound whaler, and for three years followed the sea, visiting the Portuguese island of St. Helena, doubled Cape Good Hope, & fished in the Straits of Mozambique and Madagascar, visited the coast of Africa, and was twice shipwrecked, barely escaping a watery grave."

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John Judd and Matilda Leach Judd/ Jane Matilda Judd Bowman & John Bowman/ Idah Bowman Browne & Harry Fulton Browne/ Mildred Jane Browne & Harry Edmond Floyd/ Mary Floyd Holton & William Cathcart Holton

Pooh to Piglet

 “If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.”

 

― (Pooh to Piglet) Carter Crocker, writer for Disney’s The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (goodreads.com)

Mary Elizabeth Neely Todd Pepper

Mary Elizabeth Neely Todd Pepper
1905-1983

She usually went by Elizabeth or Betty.
 Joe called her Maude or Maudie.

This photo was on her 1919 passport application. She was traveling to Cuba with Gilmore aunts and the Athertons from Louisville. 

1927 - this is probably her engagement photo

1978

Thoughts for the New Year

 The Luke 2 account of Christ's birth is full of words and ideas that are wonderful to incorporate into thoughts and goals for a new year. 

glory of the Lord

tidings of great joy for all people

multitudes praising God

going with haste to see the Lord

sharing the good news with others

treasuring these experiences in our hearts

giving thanks to God for what He reveals to us

Luke 2

Our Ancestor from Germany

 Jane Judd Bowman & John Boman/Bowman

John's Story

pictures from Descendants of John & Matilda Judd

from History of Shiawassee and Clinton Counties [Michigan], 1880

(in Google Books)

JOHN BOMAN

 

John Boman was born April 18, 1831, in Bavaria, Germany, and traces his ancestry among the wealthy representative people of their time, and is the only member of that family who has adopted this country as a home, excepting a nephew, Godfritz Happ, who accompanied Mr. Bowman on his return to America from a visit to his native land. At the breaking out of the German Rebellion, in 1848, Mr. Boman was drafted to serve in King Ludwig’s army of Bavaria for a period of six years. Soon after joining the command to which he was assigned, the entire regiment forsook the king’s cause and joined the revolutionists. After a brief struggle they were compelled to seek safety in another land. Still following the fortunes of his leaders, Hecker, Carl Schurz, Sigel, and others more prominently known in this country, he came to America, arriving in New York, Aug. 1 1850, a stranger in a strange land, with only one dollar, one-half the sum of his available possession. He came to Buffalo, N.Y., where he succeeded in finding employment at four dollars per month, and continued in that vicinity for a period of four years, when with his accumulated wages he purchased eighty acres of his present property. 

            The following year he came to Michigan, working at lumbering and also making some small improvements upon his farm. On July 19, 1857, he married Miss Jane M. Judd, the history of whose family is given in this work. Together they began the labor of subduing the forest and establishing a home. We need not comment upon their success further than by calling attention to the view of their home presented in this work. In politics Mr. Bowman was Democratic, but at the breaking out of the Rebellion enlisted in the Second Michigan Cavalry, participating in several small engagements, and was discharged with the regiment, thoroughly convinced that the party and principle that had so successfully closed the struggle should be sustained, and when elections occur a straight ticket can be counted upon from him. 

            Mr. Boman is not a church member, but favors the Methodist Episcopal Society, of which Mrs. Boman is a member, and has been since her girlhood days. Together they have contributed largely to the building up and sustaining that institution in their vicinity. The family consists of six children, - Louisa and Alice, dying in infancy; Matilda, born Oct. 2, 1858, wife of A. Campbell, and resides in Saginaw; Charles, born Sept. 23, 1867; Ida A., born April 9, 1869; Jamie, born Dec. 8, 1877.

Interruptions - Making Room

 

We do things differently at Christmas time. …. We interrupt the ordinary rhythm of life to make room for something holy. We make room for remembering, for giving, for forgiveness, for hope, for love.  We make room for Jesus. Just like those first witnesses when he was born. The first Christmas was an interruption that made room for something more, something better. If you could choose to have been there that night I wonder who you would choose to be. Would you be the tender Joseph who approached the night with quiet care? Would you be the gentle mother who pondered the things of holiness in her heart? Would you be the humble shepherds and run with the sound of good news or the wise men from the East journeying far to worship.   Each of them experienced the first Christmas differently and their stories remind us that anyone may serve as a witness, …. We can all add our voices, just like that first choir of angels did. Perhaps you would choose to be one of them.  … Together they sang the song that still echoes through hearts today, a song inspired by a gift. And Christmas is a time of gifts. ….

What makes Christmas so special is it was the giving the most unobtainable gift of all, the gift of a baby boy who’d offer his life for all of us. … Sent straight from heaven, wrapped in swaddling clothes on that first Christmas… .  May we all acknowledge and share our witness of the greatest gift the world has ever received and may that gift interrupt our lives and lead us to live differently. 

 David Butler in closing remarks for “Witnesses of Christ” 
(starts about minute 43)

God Through Us

Observe!

A woman who knows heaven
better than I do said to me;
God does not come to you
God comes through you. 
....
And when I hear God say: Observe!
I notice, and I, the little particle, become a wave
as God comes not to me but through me

and we move. 
.....
And I hear and I see, and wavelike I move
for I have learned the movements of God
who comes through me

Carol Lynn Pearson

God can become part of our very beings. God and I can be one as I "observe", act, and do what He would do. I try to let him move through me. 

The Christ Child - A Nativity Story

 

Christmas Message

 When we sing “Silent Night,” we know the life of that Babe of Bethlehem did not begin there, nor did it end on Calvary. In a premortal realm, Jesus was foreordained by His Father to be the Messiah, the Christ, the Savior and Redeemer of all humankind. He was foreordained to atone for us. He was wounded for our transgressions and bruised for our iniquities (Isaiah 53:5). 

He came to make immortality a reality and eternal life a possibility for all who would ever live (see 1 Corinthians 15:20–22; 3 Nephi 27:13–14).

At this sacred Christmas season, we testify that our loving Heavenly Father “so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life” (John 3:16).

 

Russell M. Nelson, Dallin H. Oaks and Henry B. Eyring (November 26, 2021) First Presidency, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

 

Ready for Christmas

 The Cow and the Coyote are ready for Christmas

downtown Kirkland