Archive for July, 2017

Who we are

July 25, 2017

We are flesh, and bone,

gristle and tendon,

We are blood, and muscle,

eyeball and ear,

a fragile hunk of skin over skeleton,

veins and arteries,

ligaments, hair,

and underneath, a brain that is thinking,

while magical neurons

flash signals through air,

We draw breath, take in oxygen,

exhale the carbon,

while a heart pumps blood

to our organs and toes,

We fall in love with another,

We contemplate stars,

We laugh, we create,

wonder who we are,

We are conscious beings,

use language and reason,

and at some point we know,

there are worlds beyond this one.

cfblack 07-25-2017










July 24, 2017

I am going to post some dreams, just for interest, & to see the commonalities in my dreams. If you stop and think before you are fully awake, usually you can remember the dream you were just in. For me, the meaning of the dream is emotion, how I’m feeling in the dream. Also who I’m with. Probably 90% of my dreams, I am with children.

When I awoke, I was dreaming I was with a bunch of children & we were in a desert, running to safety, running, running, with danger always nearby. There were these giant worm-like creatures, kind of like in DUNE but above the ground & they moved slowly so we could pretty easily get away from them. Small groups of children kept trying to play in these desolate areas, the danger being it was not a safe area. 7/24/2017


dream of 7/24 night: I awoke to an alarm so couldn’t remember much. The only thing I remember is that I was going to have some sort of race, a car race, with my “2 sisters”. (I only have one sister.) We were going to race our cars, and my mother — who WAS my mother in the dream — disapproved. She was afraid police would catch us. I was aware of my father in the dream also. (When I was growing up, they were together, a team, a couple, my parents). At one point we were in the gravel driveway and backyard of the house I remember most as a child, on So. 11th St. My mood in the dream was a little afraid, and laughing about the race and my mom’s opinion.


night of 8/2:  Lots of snow. Everywhere. The world I was in was in danger, and cold. My grandson Raven was prominent in this dream. I was trying to keep the family together. They were somewhat scattered in various places of safety but not all together. If they went outside into this world, outside sheltered buildings, they were in danger. I was not in great fear for them, but aware that the danger was always out there. At some point, I was riding buses near an old part of Lafayette, Market Square (probably because there is an image of that place burned into my brain with huge masses of snow drifts. They always plowed that parking lot and left mountains of snow that turned into blocks of ice over time.) Raven was with me in this dream but I don’t remember him doing anything specific, it’s just that no one else in the dream was defined as to who they were. There were lots of other people around us in the dream, in the buildings, the safe places, which were always rather dark, but safe. Kind of sci-fi-ish. I don’t remember anything in color in this dream.

A different dream shortly before I woke up was I was in a house/building with about 2 other students and one instructor, a female. I was cramming very focused for a test. Super intensely studying just before the test. I was doing really well going through the material. The instructor saw me cramming, made a point of how cramming was bad (kind of sarcastically laughing at me) at which point I lost my focus, gathered all my papers and went upstairs to get away from her. Upstairs was not my favorite place to study but if I had stayed downstairs near her I would have lost my ability to study and bombed the test.

— My dreams are usually with a lot of people in them. I think oftentimes there is danger just around the corner.–

Samuel M. Agnew, Fulton County, Cincinnati, Ohio, approximately 1778 (maybe b. PA) to sometime after 1850 —

July 23, 2017

Samuel Agnew military records 1814.jpgRecords of men enlisted in US Army, Prior to the Peace establishment, May 17, 1815

(on ancestry)

“Agnew” – Samuel Egnew, 17, Private, US Infantry. Height: 5′ 1 1/2″  OR 5′ 6″

(note: Well, which is it? Were there two of you, one 5’1 1/2. one 5’6″??)

Blue eyes, Light hair, Dark complexion.  (how dark?)

age: 17 OR 22.   (For our relative, age 17 fits.)

where born?  OHIO.

Enlistment: May 20th, 1814, Chillicothe, Ohio. (Chillicothe was the 1st capital of Ohio, is in southern Ohio near Cincinnati, and was the chief settlement for the Shawnee Chala·ka·tha division of the Shawnee nation.)

Time served: 5 years.

Notes on his record. Some are very hard to read. I don’t know what some of the abbreviations mean. These notes are handwritten all together in a few lines, in cursive:

D.R. May 22, 1814. Present. —

D.R. Captain Henry Crittendon, Co., Feb. 16.

D.R. Erie Pennsylvania, Feb.28, 1815, Present, a musician–

M.R. Capt J.T. Chunn’s Co. 3″ —

US Infantry, Fort Knox, Ind.m “Tevy” (can’t read) Dec.31, 1815,

M.R. “et” Aug.31,

SA M.R. Dec.31, 1816,

M.R. ets, Jany (Jan.) 31 & April 30, 1817

absent on furlough at Cincinnati, since April 18 or 19, 1815 (*what??*)

S.A. M.R. June 30th 1817, absent, unknown.

17 US Infantry, was made 3″ after May 17, 1815.

**So, my best guess is, maybe there were 2 Samuel Agnews who joined the Army. The main record seems to follow the one who would’ve been 17 yrs old, which matches our ancestor. He joins in Chillicothe, goes on furlough to Cincinnati and never returns to Army. This also fits our ancestor, who lives in Cincinnati, becomes a postmaster in Fulton in 1836. He had a dark complexion & joined from where a branch of the Shawnee settled. Who knows, maybe he was Shawnee. But this doesn’t show up in my DNA tests.

The initial M. comes from an 1830 census record where a Samuel M. Agnew is in Fulton OH (a part of Cincinnati). That record lists one male age 40-50 (fits him), 2 males ages 20-30 (William & James?), and also 2 females ages 15-20. No names given except head of household.


July 19, 2017

I pray that we awaken,

that we not succomb to hopelessness,

that corruption not encase us

in the inevitable Iron Cage,

I pray that we, as humanity,

not lose our unique ability

to READ and think BEYOND

the images blasted at us on TV,

———— this is a poem to be finished later………………………………………………




Creating final exams

July 16, 2017


Stay out of my way–

I am at work,

the words come slowly,

I take many breaks,

This is MY creative process,

a labor of love,

gathering lessons learned

in a semester of time,

This group will never come again,

they splinter and vanish,

in two more days,

The best result being

more questions than answers,

The answers are supplied with their response,

Their decisions, their analysis,

their actions, their future,

There is no right answer,

it is up to them,

to consider alternatives,

challenge every fact,

Think outside the box,

Re-write the question,

Because we need a better world,

and my time is limited.

Yours is the journey, now,

Your future the new path,

the challenge is the choice,

which way will you walk?

cfblack, 07-16-2017

I need to tell my brother what I saw

July 16, 2017

Poem inspired by current events, being 63, and Stephen Stills’ song, “Singin’ Call.”


(be back later!!) Ciao





“Help me sweet Jesus, I’m weary from the journey,

I need to tell my brother what I saw…”  — Stephen Stills 2, Singin’ Call.