All of life’s transportation riddles are answered in the movies

Two of my favorite transportation quotes are these…

A few weeks ago, I was riding on a CDTA bus when the vehicle started making a loud clanking sound in the area behind the driver. It went on for about two minutes but seemed longer. Finally, it stopped as quickly as it started. I said aloud, to no one in particular, “Oil can!” A few people laughed, catching my Wizard of Oz movie reference.

I was reminded of a line from the 1991 film Grand Canyon, in which the Steve Martin character says: “That’s part of your problem: you haven’t seen enough movies. All of life’s riddles are answered in the movies.” I’m convinced there is some truth to that.

Two of my favorite transportation quotes are these:
From Midnight Cowboy (1969): I’m walkin’ here! Which, I COULD say daily.
From Starman (1984) – Yellow light – go very fast. Which, unfortunately, is how too many drivers perceive the yellow light.

What are YOUR favorite movie quotes that are related to getting somewhere by foot, by horse, by canoe, or by some more mechanical means?
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IMDB’s top 250 movies mashed into a 2.5m clip

Can’t explain why it pleases me so that SamuraiFrog has come to the same view about the Spike Lee film Do The Right Thing as I had, though SF’s revelation was a bit more recent. I always thought it was the best movie of 1989.

Ever since I did that 100 things about movies, I’ve been thinking about the people and things left out, like Burt Reynolds, Jill Clayburgh, movies made in the Albany area that I DID see, The Absent-Minded Professor series, and the Back to the Future series. Maybe I’ll do another list – in about 20 years…

1917

They die in the trenches and they die in the air
In Belguim and France the dead are everywhere
They die so so fast there’s no time to prepare
A decent grave to surround them

 

Some weeks ago, I was listening to the great 1999 album by Linda Ronstadt and Emmylou Harris called Western Wall: The Tucson Sessions. The fifth track on the album was described by the respected website AllMusic.com in this way:

“The album’s best track, ‘1917,’ was written by folk singer David Olney. It’s impossible to imagine anyone else singing this haunting tale of soldiers and women in World War I. Fragile and breathtaking, Harris’ voice is buoyed by the angelic harmonies of Ronstadt and Kate and Anna McGarrigle.”

I always find it extraordinary haunting.

Here’s the fourth verse:

They die in the trenches and they die in the air
In Belgium and France the dead are everywhere
They die so so fast there’s no time to prepare
A decent grave to surround them
Old world glory old world fame
The old worlds gone gone up in flames
Nothing will ever be the same
And nothing lasts forever
Oh I’d pray for him but I’ve forgotten how
And there’s nothing nothing that can save him now
There’s always another with the same funny bow
And who am I to deny them

Here’s a live version of the song 1917, also from 1999.

On Veterans Day, let us not glorify war, but always remember its horror.

 

The mortgage burning, part 1

We had had a good banking relationship heretofore with that institution, but the denouement has left me a tad cranky. That was NOT what I consider “smooth as possible.”

At the end of August, the Wife and I get this letter from our mortgage company – which has the same logo as the bank, so I assume they’re related:

“Congratulations! Our records show that your mortgage will be paid in full in the next few months. We know that satisfaction of the mortgage on your home will be a special event and we would like to make this process as smooth as possible…

“Since it is unusual for the last payment on a loan to be the exact amount of the payment, it is important that you contact our Customer Service Department to have a Payoff statement mailed to you…

“Please note, if you are on our Automatic Mortgage Payment program,” – we were – “we will NOT be able to draft your last payment.”

My wife calls the toll-free 800 number, and she’s given instruction to mail and sign a request for the amount to some address. This is not making any sense to me, so I call the number, and get to a menu-driven message to give me two options: I can get a bill mailed to me, which will cost $25 (!) or I can get the amount on the phone, for free. I opt for the latter, and I hear that it’s $770.92. I call home, leave a message for my wife. When I get home, she tells me that’s WAY more than what we pay each month; frankly, I never paid it much attention.

I call the next day, hear the message again. I try to get to an operator, but I get a lot of “that’s not a valid entry” messages. Finally, I stumble onto a route by which I can speak to an actual human being. She informs me that the current balance is $716 and something at that moment , so by the time the cashier’s check or certified check they require gets there, it’ll be a bit over $717, not $770.

So the Wife sends a cashier’s check for $717 and change. THEN we get in the mail the final statement; there’s some final fee of about $50, and the real amount IS $770 something. So I have to call AGAIN, and we have to get ANOTHER cashier’s check for the balance. NOW we’re FINALLY done with this.

We had had a good banking relationship heretofore with that institution, but the denouement has left me a tad cranky. That was NOT what I consider “smooth as possible.”

The home equity loan still needs to be satisfied. But that’s one down…

20 to 25 People (or So)

So that’s 25 to 27 people.

Here’s something I dumped on Jaquandor – he’s still thinking about it: “Come up with a list of the 20 (or 25) most important/influential people in your life. I’m particularly interested in those people who may be out of your life now (a music teacher, a lost friend) who you look back and see their impact.”

So, with no disrespect to those not on the list who I love dearly, here’s my list:

My parents
My two sisters
My paternal grandmother, who was my first Sunday School teacher. She also taught me canasta, the first “grown-up” card game I ever played.
My maternal grandmother – my sisters and I spent every day after school with her as well as most of the summers
Great aunt Deanna, her sister- played card games and Scrabble with me, protected me from some of my grandmother’s excesses – I can still hear her say, “Leave the boy alone!” – and loved watching JEOPARDY! on TV
Great aunt Charlotte – my mother’s uncle’s wife, the force behind whatever moxie my mother showed, and the matriarch of many of the people I consider as cousins, having no first cousins of my own.

Two or three friends I’ve known since kindergarten, some of whom may get mentioned here eventually.
Pat – the secretary at my elementary school, she had Friday Night Bible Club at her house, which I attended from the time I was nine until I was 16.
Paul Peca – my sixth-grade teacher, who I mentioned here
Walter – my parents’ godson, and the grandson of MY godparents, essentially handed down to me two jobs, one as a newspaper deliverer, and the other as a page at Binghamton Public Library
Helen Foley – Rod Serling’s favorite teacher and one of mine.

The guy I met the first day of college
Alan Chartock – from whom I took American Government and Politics in 1971
Lynn – college friend in my student government days
Tom Skulan – founder of FantaCo, where I got to meet a lot of interesting people
Fred Hembeck – who got me into blogging

Eldest niece – the avuncular role I had with her spread, as I occasionally took care of my friends’ kids as well
Debbie – good friend in the 1980s, and I know a ton of people through her
Broome – ditto, and there are probably more people I know indirectly from him in the Albany area than anyone
Eric – I could mention almost any choir director, but he was arguably the best at making difficult music seem achievable
Three or four exes, one of whom nagged me to go to library school

Wife – among other things, if it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t own a home
Daughter – parenting is just different than being an uncle

So that’s 25 to 27 people. It was my original question, so if I want to cheat a little, so be it.

NYS Governor Martin H. Glynn- yup, new to me

Martin H. Glynn was a member of Congress, state comptroller, lieutenant governor, and became the first Roman Catholic governor in New York state history, even before Al Smith. At the same time, he rose from being a writer at the Albany Times Union, to becoming its editor, publisher and owner.

 

If I look at a list of New York State governors, many of them are familiar to me.

George Clinton – the mastermind behind the bands Parliament and Funkadelic
John Jay – first US Supreme Court Chief Justice
Daniel D. Tompkins – Vice-President under James Monroe
DeWitt Clinton – largely responsible for the construction of the Erie Canal
Martin Van Buren – 8th President of the US
William H. Seward – Secretary of State under Abraham Lincoln and Andrew Johnson; the purchase of Alaska from Russia in 1867 was considered “Seward’s folly”
Samuel J. Tilden – should have been President instead of Rutherford B. Hayes after the 1876 election
Grover Cleveland – 22nd and 24th President of the US
Theodore Roosevelt – 26th President of the US
Charles Evans Hughes – Associate Justice, and later, the 11th Chief Justice of the Supreme Court; Secretary of State; Republican candidate in the 1916 U.S. Presidential election, losing to Woodrow Wilson
Al Smith – The democratic U.S. presidential candidate in 1928, losing to Herbert Hoover
Franklin D. Roosevelt – 32nd President of the US
Thomas E. Dewey – Republican candidate for President, losing to FDR in 1944 and Harry Truman in 1948, despite newspaper headlines to the contrary in the latter case. (Berowne wrote about the 1948 election recently.)
W. Averell Harriman – U.S. Ambassador to the Soviet Union and, later, to Britain

The ones after that, starting with Nelson A. Rockefeller, who I met twice, I remember directly. Mario Cuomo flirted with running for President in 1992, and his son Andrew, the incumbent, has been mentioned for 2016.

Wait: I’ve just been informed that George Clinton was NOT the funk master, but was rather the 4th Vice President of the US, serving under Thomas Jefferson and James Madison.

But I was totally unfamiliar with Martin H. Glynn, who was a member of Congress, state comptroller, lieutenant governor, and, when William Sulzer was impeached for dubious reasons, became the first Roman Catholic governor in state history, even before Al Smith. At the same time, he rose from being a writer at the Albany Times Union to becoming its editor, publisher, and owner.

I finished reading Governor Martin H. Glynn: Forgotten Hero by Dominick C. Lizzi (2007, Valatie Press). Glynn grew up in Valatie, a small mill town in Columbia County, NY. His near ancestors came to the US after the Irish potato famine of the late 1840s. Martin’s story was a Horatio Alger story of rags to riches. He graduated as valedictorian of his class at Fordham University in New York City in 1894.

Glynn worked at several small newspapers, before joining the Albany Times Union in 1896. He studied law on his own, passing the bar in 1897. Due in part to similar backgrounds and education levels, he was supported by the Farrells, their wealthy in-laws the Bradys – various Farrells and Bradys lived on fashionable Willett Street near Washington Park – and party boss Packy McCabe, in his shockingly successful 1898 run for Congress, though for but one term. Martin Glynn married Mary Magrane on January 2, 1901, and moved to 28 Willett Street in Albany.

Glynn would pass back and forth between journalism and politics in a way that would likely be scorned now. He tried to minimize the influence of New York City’s Tammany Hall while trying not to antagonize them. This got him elected as comptroller in 1906 and lieutenant governor in 1912; his achievement in these posts you can read about here.

Sulzer’s impeachment, due to the forces of Tammany Hall, elevated Glynn to the governorship. Glynn fought for direct primaries, and he persuaded the Legislature to enact such law, going into effect in 1914. He also got enacted a workmen’s compensation law. He worked for other reforms as well. But he was defeated when he ran for governor in his own right.

Throughout his adult life, he was always in great demand as a public speaker, in the tradition of William Jennings Byran, who was an early mentor.

Possibly Glynn’s most important achievement was as the “Father of the Irish Free State,” which you can read about here.

Martin Glynn was almost constantly in pain as a result of a spinal injury sustained in his youth. He suffered great emotion pain as well, when his only child died in infancy. Returning from Boston after an unsuccessful attempt to relieve his intractable suffering, Glynn took his own life on December 14, 1924, a fact that was covered up until Lizzi’s book came out. Glynn was given a proper Catholic burial, with many notables lining the streets.

It’s a short, but interesting book, though it uses exclamation points about Glynn’s accomplishments far too often!

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