Gulnara Karimova Nude Fashion Study

Gulnara Karimova Nude Fashion Study.

"Murderous tyrants are out of fashion"*

*NY Post:

http://www.nypost.com/p/news/local/img_cancels_fashion_show_of_dictator_abBmdXIPXDnOiOOLG2YmyI

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Гульнара Каримова является якобы сказочно богатой дочери о том, что жестокий и коррумпированный диктатор Узбекистана (на основе многочисленных сообщений СМИ). Она якобы путешествует по миру и способствует ее линию модной одежды, живых струи установления жизнь за счет узбекского народа. Согласно многочисленным сообщениям новостей она использует детей в качестве рабов для ее линию модной одежды. На мой взгляд, она ничем не отличается от детей Каддафи. Если широко счетах средств массовой информации о ее предполагаемой коррупции являются точными, я надеюсь, что она будет нести ответственность.

Народ Вашингтоне стоять со свободой любителей Узбекистана! Между тем, вот она, подвергается; императора без одежды.

Lola Karimova-Tillyaeva Nude Figure Study

Lola Karimova-Tillyaeva Nude Figure Study

http://gotorganiccotton.com/node/185

Pondering Gerhard Richter

This reproduction just doesn't come out well in pixels so you're just going to have to take my word for it that this color-field painting by Gerhard Richter, done in 1966, is mesmerizing. 


A recent issue of Art Forum carries an article on this painting by Benjamin Buchloh, a professor of modern art at Harvard. Specifically, the Cathedral in Cologne, Germany (often described as he German people's favorite building) has transposed the painting exactly in the form of stained glass for one of its transept windows. 


Thus, art gains relevance as the local religious establishment is split over whether the window is merely decorative, making ritual and culture "degenerate" (in the words of the archbishop) or, as the rest of the church hierarchy would have it, transcendent? 


Of course, Rothko designed a chapel (in Houston, I think) but Buchloh argues that Richter's force was to subvert abstraction (such as Rothko's output) as dishonest and phony. In otherwords, Ricther's colorfield paintings were a polemical statement. 


If a polemical statement is in a church, is it art in its own right or does it need to be blessed to give it religious meaning? 


Buchloch asks "whether Richter's window declares, in fact, a decisive end, if not a manifest opposition, to the Enlightenment culture of modernist painting and its historical project of secularization."

Thinking of Richter I'm always reminded of a lecture I went to by my favorite figure painter, John Currin. 


Someone asked him who his favorite painter was and he said Richter.

Thoughts on the Art of Frank Frazetta

My blog post below on Norman Rockwell got me thinking about Frank Frazetta. I think many would place him in the pantheon of illustrative kitsch, but I'm of the belief that he is actually the first great postmodernist painter. I plan to develop this thesis in depth at some point but the general nutshell version is that he was the first great artist to meld a variety of high art styles and combine them with low art to create pieces with emotional resonance. I think most people remember when they first saw a work by Frazetta - there's nothing else like it (except for all the copycats who came afterwards). 

I bought the Frazetta drawing above from his website before he died. I think that as far as art purchases go, an original Frazetta was one of the best investments one could make; they were dirt cheap considering his massive influence and reputation. And there's something unique to them that define all great art: humor juxtaposed with profundity.  This simple sketch sums up the power women have over men.


Based on what I read, after Frazetta died his family fell into a feud over control of his artwork.  It's sobering that a nice guy and great artist could have kids that appear to be petty and small minded.  The result for fans is that Frazetta's original art is now out of view, unavailable for purchase (except in a secondary market) and tied up in litigation.

Thoughts on Norman Rockwell and The Underside of Innocence

According to The New York Post:

Norman Rockwell's "Extra Good Boys and Girls" - an oil painting of St. Nick mapping out his Christmas trek - fetched $2.17 million at auction. That was slightly less than the presale estimate of between $2.5 million and $3.5 million, but the auction house was still pleased with the sale. "It was a great price for the depiction of Santa Claus. It's a much loved image of Santa during the holiday season," said Christie's spokesman Rick Pike. "We're delighted with the price." The legendary artist's painting was famously featured on the cover of a December 1939 Saturday Evening Post magazine.

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I used to think of Norman Rockwell as illustrative schlock - sentimental, technically brilliant kitsch - but rethought my view after reading the book by Richard Halpern: "Norman Rockwell, the Underside of Innocence."

The book description (on Amazon.com) sums it up this way:

"Richard Halpern argues that this sense of innocence arises from our reluctance—and also Rockwell’s—to acknowledge the often disturbing dimensions of his works. Rockwell’s paintings frequently teem with perverse acts of voyeurism and desire but contrive to keep these acts invisible—or rather, hidden in plain sight, available for unacknowledged pleasure but easily denied by the viewer.

Rockwell emerges in this book, then, as a deviously brilliant artist, a remorseless diagnostician of the innocence in which we bathe ourselves, and a continuing, unexpected influence on contemporary artists. Far from a banal painter of the ordinary, Halpern argues, Rockwell is someone we have not yet dared to see for the complex creature he is: a wholesome pervert, a knowing innocent, and a kitschy genius."

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I found Halpern's deconstructive text brilliant and very convincing and I've never looked at a Norman Rockwell painting the same way again.

Joel Osteen Tweets That He Supports Gay Relationships

Today's tweet from Joel Osteen.... seems to me he is tweeting his support for gay relationships:

Joel Osteen ‏@JoelOsteen

If you are going to fulfill your destiny, you must do what God hardwired you to do.

People Who Inspire Me #43 - Colonel Charles McGee, Tuskegee Airman and Hero

People Who Inspire Me #43:

Colonel Charles McGee

Tuskegee Airman

-A True American Hero-

Happy Memorial Day!

The HIdden Truth About Etan Patz

The police recently announced that they have a confession in the Etan Patz murder case, which has remained a mystery for the past thirty-three years.  


I am hopeful that this development, and an eventual conviction, provides some measure of closure to the Patz family.


However, I am skeptical about the confession for two reasons.


First, the reports are that the new suspect was interviewed initially at the time of the disappearance and dismissed as crazy.  


While I realize the police made many errors in their initial investigation, there must have been some basis for their initial assessment.  There are many crazies who have confessed to crimes they didn't commit so this one wouldn't be unprecedented.


Second, a few years ago I took a forensic anthropology course over three months at the Smithsonian in Washington DC.  One of the speakers was an FBI agent and forensic artist with the FBI.  He showed many samples of his work versus the suspects who were caught and they were spot on.  Then he talked about the Patz case, where he had had been assigned to create a picture of what Patz would look like at about age 13. Then he showed a photo retrieved from a suspect years after Patz went missing: it was spot on, the photo and the drawing he had created were an exact match.


The photo came from a trucker who had been arrested as part of an interstate child trafficking ring.  The FBI agent told my class that he tried to get interest in pursuing the Patz lead in this direction, but that law enforcement had no interest in reviving the investigation.  That FBI agent, however, is convinced that Patz was kidnapped and alive at least up to the point of the photo.


I asked the FBI agent afterwards if I could share his story and he said "yes" so I called up some media, but there was no interest.  When the Etan Patz task force was formed I called them up - again no interest.


My hope is that they caught the right guy and can prove it.  


But, an FBI agent had a different theory about what happened to Etan Patz, and for some reason his lead was never pursued.

Women in the Bible - Delilah

Women in the Bible -
Delilah


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delilah

Women in the Bible - The Virgin Mary

Women in the Bible - The Virgin Mary


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_(mother_of_Jesus)

Women in the Bible - Eve

Women in the Bible - Eve


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eve

Former Buddhist Priest from Stickney Arrested in Alaska on Sex Assault Charge

I think this article is important as a reminder that sex abuse occurs in all religious groups, even the Buddhist groups which people often consider "safe"; religion is the number 1 occupation of sociopaths because it creates direct emotional control.
Former Buddhist Priest from Stickney Arrested in Alaska on Sex Assault Charge
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/local/breaking/chi-former-buddhist-priest-from-stickney-arrested-in-alaska-20120515,0,1225593.story

Women in the Bible - Mary Magdalene

Women in the Bible - Mary Magdalene


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Magdalene

Karen Rena Hawkins - D.C. Cold Case

Karen Rena Hawkins was abducted this day, May 17th, in 1968 and murdered in a building around the corner from where I live. 


The murder is unsolved, however I spoke to the head of the Cold Case unit. 


He told me they feel certain she was abducted by a maintenance person in the area but that they could never prove it, and that the files and evidence have long since been thrown out, rendering forensic proof impossible.

It is crimes like these that make belief in God difficult; perhaps if God exists God is like the Gods of the ancient Greeks, looking down on the folly of humans but never intervening unless it suits the God's ego. 


That crimes could occur against children certainly makes me recognize the irrelevance of prayer and of the concept of God. 


Still, just in case, everyday I say a prayer in remembrance of Karen Hawkins, and a prayer that her perpetrator suffers justice. 


A prayer that even God may have a conscience.

Learning How to Manage Fear and Becoming Buddha

fiction


Becoming Buddha




I've made progress.


Today I saw her.


I saw Kirsten Charmling*, who I fear.


I've always felt that Kirsten Charmling is a wonderful person, someone I greatly admire.


I tried to be her friend.


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I've since learned that because I grew up with a lot of instability and abuse, I've developed a sensitivity to panic and anxiety, such as when Kirsten Charmling directed violence and aggression at me.


Most people might brush it off as the act of a lunatic.


I was terrified.


Because it triggered bad memories.


The DC Rape Crisis Center taught me how to deal with this panic and anxiety caused by triggering events.


First, when I sense another's anger, I must recognize that that is a trigger for unconscious memories of past abuse;


Second, I label the feeling: "I feel fear";


Third, I recognize the physical feeling: "blood drains from my head, adrenaline to flee, knotted stomach";


Fourth, I take myself back to a normal state while still acknowledging the emotion of fear;


Fifth, I meditate that the external aggression the other person is conveying is separate from me;


Sixth, I have compassion for myself;


Seventh, I reaffirm the value of myself;


Eighth, I feel compassion for the person, for whatever grief (or neurological or chemical imbalance) they carry that causes their reactive state and inhibits their ability to feel emotional intimacy.


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This seems like a lot of steps, but when practiced they begin to flow seamlessly.


I still feel deep pain, but I work through it with a positive coping mechanism, like meditation.


The final thing I am working to accept is that no matter how hard I try, some people will never like me.  


I've come to accept that.


Or, I am trying to.


When one has grown up with a lot of rejection, as I have, there's a deep desire to be liked; to persist in trying to be understood.


With some people this annoys them until they are consumed with anger (that anger actually being a reactive defense mechanism for some unresolved issue in their lives).


I still felt a lot of strain after seeing Kirsten Charmling, with all the emotional waves of anger directed towards me, so I went for a walk.


I made a commitment to give a friendly smile to people I passed.


Who knows, maybe a smile will make a difference to someone else.


I plan to make that my daily practice.


And I ran into my true friend Mishi.


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I try not to define myself by those who don't like me.


I try not to let the anger of others control me.


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Kirsten Charmling is best friends with Leslie Geddeschelli*, a former girlfriend of mine.


In that relationship I learned to walk on eggshells.


I felt early on that if I said the wrong thing to Leslie Geddeschelli - like expressing my feelings - I would provoke deep anger.


I still remember how unnerved I was at the primal hatred reflected in Leslie Geddeschelli's eyes when I first tried to express feelings that were inconvenient to her, and then her sudden switch to satisfaction when she saw me become flustered.


I knew at that moment there was a problem.


Leslie Geddeschelli turns her emotions on and off like a lightswitch.


Maybe she's a narcissist.  Maybe she's a sociopath.


I realize now that in practical terms, Leslie Geddeschelli is manipulative, abusive and dishonest.


But, by then I was completely and totally in love with her.


Leslie Geddeschelli eventually sent me a one sentence email at work (after a two year relationship and after having moved in with me so she could save rent and make use of my car and money).


She ended our relationship with an email sent to me at work that said: "I don't know why, but our relationship is over.  Don't contact me again."


I had many signs that Leslie Geddeschelli had been cheating on me.


I wondered about the weekends she insisted on spending with her girlfriend, Alice Wiener, always alone.


And I wondered about the time I found they had spent the night in bed together.


I rationalized that they were just close girlfriends.


I wondered about the afternoons where Leslie Geddeschelli would take "driving lessons", always insistently alone, with Alice Wiener's father, Joe Wiener.


What middle-aged man would leave his family on a regular basis to give solo driving lessons to his daughter's girlfriend?


The vibes I got were that Leslie Geddeschelli was having an affair with both Alice Wiener and Alice's father.


But no, that would be inconceivable.


Too bizarre.


Too gothic.


So I brushed it off.


And there was the guy Leslie Geddeschelli insisted on taking French lessons from, instead of having me teach her french.


And the dating site I inadvertently found she was visiting well into our relationship.


But, I'm not one remotely to be jealous.


I asked, and she always found a way to avoid answering.


I hated confrontation.


I let it drop.


I loved her.


And then there was her friend, Andrea Cheesebottham, who told Leslie Geddeschelli directly in front of me that she met the perfect guy for Leslie, someone rich!


At the word "rich", Leslie squealed like she was having an orgasm and made arrangements to be set up with the guy right in front of me.


I waited to ask her about it.


When I asked, she said that her friends are "weird" and she was just humoring them.


And, Leslie kept telling me, through all this that she loved me and needed me.


And I loved her.


So, I believed Leslie Geddeschelli and trusted her.


And then she sent the email to me.


I heard from the grapevine later on that Leslie Geddeschelli had indeed hooked up with that guy who was rich.


I tried to get guidance from Kirsten Charmling on what I should do.


Because I found it confusing, even though it was obvious.


It was confusing that Leslie Geddeschelli wrote in her email that "she didn't know why" the relationship was over and that she had told me she loved me while ending the relationship with an email.


Now of course I know the reason: love walks, money talks.


But, at the time, it just never occurred to me that Leslie Geddeschelli would sell herself to the highest bidder at the same time she was telling me that she loved me.


So, as I said, I went to ask Kirsten Charmling for guidance on what to do.


My last memory of Kirsten Charmling is her violently screaming at me how she hates me, and lunging towards me.


I ran.


I understand that there is a self-reinforcing dynamic between Leslie Geddeschelli and Kirsten Charmling whereby they project their unresolved feelings of anger towards their fathers onto me.


That is my utility in their lives.


I have come to understand that Leslie Geddeschelli and Kirsten Charmling are both alienated from their emotional lives, probably because of unresolved childhood traumas.


A therapist has told me that they are likely sociopaths.


Modern neuroscience teaches that sociopaths can't be helped; they lack gray matter.


But, I think there is a buddha buried in each of them.


I have no choice.


Isn't that what the Buddha taught?


Didn't Christ teach, "Love they neighbor?"


So, I have compassion for them.


I want to help them heal from their emotional sickness.


I want to help them.


That's my delusion.
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*names are fictional

Henry Rice, Regional Landscape Artist 1909

This is a painting that was hanging in my grandfather's house and given to me after he died. It was painted in 1909 by Henry Rice, a renowned regional landscape painter and is titled, "Cobb's Pond in Brewster, Mass". It had special meaning to my grandmother because the view is of the house of her grandparents, Herbert and Grace Woodworth. whose photos I posted earlier. Their house was to the right of the Unitarian Church.

Herbert Grafton Woodworth

This is a photo of my great, great grandfather Herbert Woodworth (second from right) in the offices of his tea merchant company Robinson and Woodworth. The firm was started by his father Alfred Woodworth. I just came across the citizenship papers of Alfred Woodworth in a pile of family papers. He was sworn in as a US citizen in 1875 in Boston. He was born in Nova Scotia.


My aunt Lucy provided this additional information:


I have a booklet "Alfred Woodworth in memoriam" which I imagine was read at his funeral. Walter Woodworth came over from Kent with Governor Winthrop and settled in Scituate, MA in 1633. In 1760 his grandson Silas moved to Nova Scotia to resettle lands vacated by the deported Acadians. Then in 1840 Ebenezer Woodworth, Alfred's father, moved back to the US, settling in Roxbury, MA. So Alfred's relatives were some of the original "Americans" even though he had to apply for citizenship.Of course all his schooling was in America and I guess maybe he finally got around to becoming a citizen so that he could get a passport and travel to China and Japan as one of the partners of " the largest tea importers in the country". Perhaps this explains why "Gramps" (HG Woodworth) was such an interesting person when I knew him in the 1940's.

Herbert Grafton Woodworth

This is my great, great grandfather Herbert Grafton Woodworth, born in 1861.

He married Grace Greenleaf Taylor, whose photo I posted earlier.

I came across a NY Times article in their archives that described Herbert Woodworth:

"Herbert G. Woodworth,of Boston, who is one of the recently appointed Commissioners to establish tea standards, is the son of A. S. Woodworth of Boston, one of the best known importers of teas in the United States, and a power in the trade for the past fifteen years. H. G. Woodworth is recognized as an expert on tea, and he has been frequently called on by the Boston customs officials to decide disputed questions on importations."

Woodworth was a graduate in classics at Harvard in 1882 and appears to have been the consumate Victorian gentleman. He was an accomplished pianist and highly prized education; I have two boxes of his notes and unfinished novels.

He did publish two novels, romances of China. I'm sure he'd be thrilled that one, In the Shadow of Lantern Street, has recently been reissued by Kessinger Press, which specializes in books whose copyrights have expired.

He and his wife, Grace Taylor (Woodworth) frequently travelled to Asia and I have a few items they brought back, such as a wonderfully carved box, which I use to keep his important papers stored in.

Because his daughter, Lucy Woodworth, died relatively young, he and his wife became primary caretakers for my grandmother, Grace Minot.

I have hundreds of letters she wrote to them, deeply loving and humorous. She makes many references to the letters he wrote to her, and often commented that they should be published, but I haven't seen them.

Grace Greenleaf Taylor (Woodworth)

This is my great, great grandmother Grace Greenleaf Taylor (Woodworth).  She lived from 1862 - 1942.  I made an earlier post of her as a baby with her mother, Lucy Greenleaf Taylor.  Oddly, outside of a newspaper clipping, this is the only photo I have of Grace Taylor and I know nothing about her.  This is odd because she was a primary caregiver to my grandmother, Grace Minot, and deeply involved in my grandmother's life.  Yet, my grandparents, who acted interested in family history, never spoke about her or her husband, even when I asked.  I have a couple hundred letters that my grandmother wrote to her grandparents, and clearly she felt deep affection for both of her grandparents, Grace Taylor Woodworth and Herbert Woodworth.  I think the reason my grandparents never spoke of them may be that my grandparents were caught up in the mythology of their patrimonial lines, which provided useful narratives for deficient senses of self.  Because Grace Taylor didn't provide a narrative that could be construed as heroic, or because she was a woman, they ignored her (even if they cared about her).  But for this reason, she seems to me a sympathetic figure, as she is sadly forgotten to time.     

Lucy Nichols Greenleaf Taylor

This is another photo of my great, great, great grandmother Lucy Nichols Greenleaf Taylor. An earlier photo I posted was of her as a young bride with her new baby (Grace Taylor). In this photo she appears older and is dressed very fashionably. Perhaps at this point, her husband T. Albert Taylor, who had come to Boston via Liverpool, was President of the Boston Corn Exchange. She seems to me to reflect a contentment and thoughtfulness. One interesting coincidence, I discovered that her younger brother became president of The Boston Stock Exchange. This is interesting to me because my first real job out of Tufts was as a floor trading assistant on The Boston Stock Exchange.

Lucy Nichols Greenleaf Taylor

This is another photo of Lucy Nichols Greenleaf (Taylor). A photo I posted earlier shows her as a young bride with her baby. This photo is undated but my guess is that it is her about 10 years later. Yesterday, I posted a photo of her husband, T. Albert Taylor. I feel they both reflect thoughtfulness, kindness and intelligence; they are people I would like to know. Also, I sense in them an optimism unique to the Union states in the post civil war era. Lucy also seems to have a sense of style with those great earrings.

T. Albert Taylor - President of the Boston Corn Exchange

This is my great, great, great grandfather T. Albert Taylor through my father's mother.

T. Albert Taylor married Lucy N. Greenleaf on October 5, 1841 in Massachusetts.

An earlier post has a photo of his wife Lucy and their baby Grace Greenleaf Taylor.

I found one undated reference to a T. Albert Taylor who arrived by steamship from Liverpool to Boston.

Thus it is possible that he was the first in his line to immigrate to the U.S.

In 1868 he was president of the Boston Corn Exchange.

In 1872 he was a member of the General Relief Committee after the Great Fire of Boston.

The only other information I have is that he was an assistant marshal at the dedication of the Masonic Lodge in Boston.

When my uncle John and aunt Lucy went to clear out my grandfather's house after he died, my uncle identified some high quality crystal glasses with the Taylor monogram.

Thus, it's likely that T. Albert Taylor made something of himself after arriving in Boston.

A pretty wife, a cute baby, and awesome sideburns; no wonder he looks so cocky.

Plus, he's from Liverpool.

Grace Greenleaf Taylor Woodworth

This is a portrait of Grace Greenleaf Taylor, my great, great grandmother.  


She was born April 13, 1862 and died in 1942.  


In an earlier post I posted a photograph of her and her mother.


She appears to me to be about six years old in this portrait.  


I took it out of its frame but found no date or signature.


Grace Greenleaf Taylor, as I note below, married Herbert Grafton Woodworth and their daughter was Lucy Greenleaf Woodworth.  


Lucy died of the Spanish Flu when she was very young leaving my grandmother without a mother.


Thus, Grace Greenleaf Taylor (Woodworth) became a surrogate mother to my grandmother, Grace Woodworth Minot (Peirce).


After my grandfather died I was given all of the letters that my grandmother wrote to her grandparents. 


It is clear that my grandmother deeply loved her grandparents and her letters are full of references to art and literature, poems and jokes (a side of my grandmother I knew of saw).


This drawing hung at the bottom of the stairs in my grandfather's house in Topsfield, Mass.  


I recall asking him about it when I was a kid but he didn't have anything to say.  


This always disappointed me for it seems that someone who grew up in the post-civil war era and who lived until World War Two would have a fascinating history.

I found online her genealogy going all the way back to 1690!

http://wc.rootsweb.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/igm.cgi?op=DESC&db=roncarlton&id=I2696 

1 Stephen Greenleaf b: 27 AUG 1690 d: 26 FEB 1753
  + Mary Gardner d: 06 MAR 1775
    2 Gardner Greenleaf b: 09 JAN 1725/26 d: 21 NOV 1808
      + Catharine Thompsen d: 08 APR 1768
        3 Gardiner Greenleaf b: 20 AUG 1748 d: 11 SEP 1748
        3 Rebeccah Greenleaf b: 25 SEP 1750
          + Benjamin Floyd
        3 Mary Greenleaf b: 11 OCT 1752
          + Samuel Kidder
        3 Jonathan Greenleaf b: 09 JUN 1754
          + Joanna Manning b: 1761 d: 17 NOV 1797
            4 Mary Greenleaf b: 30 APR 1779
            4 Joanna Greenleaf b: 20 MAR 1780
            4 Joanna Greenleaf b: 28 DEC 1781
              + Amos Locke
            4 Jonathan Greenleaf b: 16 FEB 1784
            4 Polly Manning Greenleaf b: 28 DEC 1786 d: 1806
            4 William Greenleaf b: 07 OCT 1788 d: 28 JUL 1862
            4 Thomas Greenleaf b: 01 AUG 1791 d: 09 SEP 1862
            4 Joseph Greenleaf b: 31 JAN 1794
            4 Sally Greenleaf b: 25 OCT 1797
        3 Katharine Greenleaf b: 23 MAY 1756
          + Ebenezer Thomson
        3 Hannah Greenleaf b: 03 MAR 1758
          + Francis Tufts
        3 Gardner Greenleaf b: 14 JUL 1765 d: 28 JUN 1801
          + Lydia Nickerson Heart b: 07 OCT 1763 d: 12 APR 1863
            4 Lydia Greenleaf b: EST 1787
            4 Gardner Greenleaf b: 05 MAY 1789 d: 24 MAR 1864
              + Nancy Gaylord b: 02 NOV 1797 d: 21 MAY 1837
                5 Gardner Greenleaf b: 19 JAN 1824 d: 06 OCT 1863
                  + Adaline Glynn
                    6 Walter Greenleaf
              + Rebecca Jane Caldwell b: 22 DEC 1814 d: 06 AUG 1887
                5 Lawrence Nichols Greenleaf b: 04 OCT 1838
                  + Jennie Sophia Hammond b: 05 OCT 1850
                    6 Gardner Greenleaf b: 06 FEB 1871
                    6 Eugene L. Greenleaf b: 19 AUG 1875
                    6 Rebecca Jane Greenleaf b: 10 SEP 1877
                5 Rebecca Jane Greenleaf b: 12 MAR 1840 d: 17 MAY 1877
                  + Henry C. Lord
                    6 Henry G. Lord b: 30 MAY 1865
                    6 Albert T. Lord b: 27 OCT 1870
                    6 Bertram Lord b: 25 FEB 1873
                5 Lucy Nichols Greenleaf b: 05 OCT 1841 d: 31 MAR 1890
                  + T. Albert Taylor
                    6 Grace Greenleaf Taylor b: 13 APR 1862

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Lucy Nichols Greenleaf Taylor (1841 - 1890) married T. Albert Taylor on November 8, 1860.

Grace Greenleaf Taylor was born April 13, 1862.

Grace Greenleaf Taylor grew up to marry Herbert Grafton Woodworth, a prominent Boston tea merchant.

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Lucy Nichols Greenleaf (Taylor) + T Albert Taylor
=child: Grace Greenleaf Taylor


Grace Greenleaf Taylor + Herbert Grafton Woodworth
=child: Lucy Greenleaf Woodworth


Lucy Greenleaf Woodworth + William Minot IV
=child: Grace Woodworth Minot (my grandmother)


Grace Woodworth Minot + John Wentworth Peirce
=child: Lucy Woodworth Peirce (my aunt)
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Lucy Woodworth Peirce had two children (my cousins):
Beth Scanlon and Lucy Gail Scanlon (now Crider)


note the alternating names Grace and Lucy through the generations up until my aunt named her first daughter Beth. But she kept the "Lucy" tradition by naming her second daughter Lucy Gail.

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This is the earliest Greenleaf I found that Grace Creenleaf Taylor Woodworth (and I) are descended from:

Title: Captain ^1 2

Name: Stephen Greenleaf Sr. ^1 2

Sex: M

Baptism: 10 AUG 1628 St. Margaret's parish, Ipswich, Suffolk, England ^3 2 4

Event: Deed 02 DEC 1658

Note:

Stephen Greenelefe of Boston, blacksmith, sold to John Pearce of Boston, cooper, one dwelling house with the garden & orchard belonging to it

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Will: 25 DEC 1668 Newbury, Essex County, Massachusetts ⁶

Event: Milit-Beg 1670 Newbury, Essex County, Massachusetts

Note: appointed Ensign of the Company at Newbury ²

Religion: a member of the First Congregational Church 04 DEC 1674 First Congregational Church, Newbury, Essex County, Massachusetts ⁷

Event: Freeman 23 MAY 1677 Newbury, Essex County, Massachusetts ^7 8

Death: 01 DEC 1690 in the sea off Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, Canada

Note:

In the French and Indian War, Captain Stephen Greenleaf, Lieutenant James Smith, Ensign William Longfellow, Sergeant Increase Pillsbury, William Mitchell and Jabez Musgrave were cast away and lost on an expedition against Cape Breton.

"The expedition under Sir William Phips, consisting of thirty or forty vessels, carrying about two thousand men, sailed from Nantasket on the ninth day of August, 1690, but did not arrive at Quebec until the fifth day of October. Several attempts were made to capture the town, without success; and, tempestuous weather having nearly disabled the vessels and driven some of them ashore, it was considered advisable to re-embark the troops and abandon the enterprise. On their way back to Boston, they encountered head winds and violent storms. Some vessels were blown off the coast, and ultimately arrived in the West Indies. One was lost upon the island of Anticosti, and several were never heard from. Capt. John March, Capt. Stephen Greenleaf, Lieut. James Smith, Ensign William Longfellow, and Ensign Lawrence Hart, of Newbury, Capt. Philip Nelson, of Rowley, and Capt. Daniel King, of Salem, were among the officers commissioned for service in the expedition to Canada, under the command of Sir William Phips."

Footnote from the Diary of Samuel Sewall, p. 335, which states as follows: "Twas Tuesday the 18th of November (1690) that I heard of the death of Capt. Stephen Greenleaf, Lieut. James Smith, and Ensign Wm Longfellow, Sgt. Increase Pilsbury, who with Will Mitchell, Jabez Musgro, and four more were drowned at Cape Britoon (Breton) on Friday night the last of October."

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Event: Will prove 12 FEB 1691 Newbury, Essex County, Massachusetts ⁶

Note:

9 June 1677, Stephen Greenleaf in full communion with the Church Christ at Newbury, Massachusetts: "The 22, 3, '77. These may certify the much honored General Court sitting in Boston the 23d of the 3, '77, that the persons whose names are underwritten, being in full communion with the church of Christ in ---, and otherwise qualified according to Law, desire that they may be admitted to the freedom of this Commonwealth."

Stephen Greenleaf, appraiser to will of Benjamin Swett. His widow, Hester, administrator. ¹³