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Benton County Auxiliary Images – 2

Today I’m sharing the balance of the images from when Jesse and I drove around Benton County and harvested their town signs. But first I want to share another bit of family history that I found amongst the genealogy papers when we’ve been going through stuff at my Mom’s house.

I think this episode of family history is called, Grandpa Bennett goes Straight Gangsta on a Teacher.

History of the Elegy Poem

This Elegy poem was written by John W. Bennett in 1920. The poem was sent to his teacher named Mr. Jefferson. The reason for the poem goes like this:

First, J.W.B. had received an “A” on a Sociology test from Mr. Jefferson. Later the teacher wanted him to do some errand or problems he had done before. They got in an argument over this and John refused. The teacher took away his A and told him he would not graduate unless he would apologize. John wen to the principal and found out he could graduate without this credit. He never returned to class, but sent this poem to Mr. Jefferson.

Ellen Leininger
Gerald D. Bennett
2-16-78

Here is the poem:

Elegy Written to P.S.J.

Do you really know what happened
Twas just the other day
Jeff got real kind-hearted
And in Sociology gave me “A”
But to tell the truth about it
It di me little good,
For he and his partners changed it
For the worse not for the good.
Poor old Jeff got real angry
But to me said not a word,
But let it in on the Juniors and Seniors
When he to them in a herd,
And he told them all about me
In that cowardly way of his,
And to them gave all my characteristics
When I wasn’t there to tell them his.
Oh! he told them how I needed
His old credit in Sociology,
But I’ve got along alright so far
And don’t need his help By Gee!
And when he leaves Old Luther High
Oh! won’t it be just fine
As I’ve got eight more just like him
And with him they just make nine
And he said to get back into his class
I would have to apologize,
But before I’ll stoop before him
He’d better grow in size
By J.W.B.

Here are the scans of the documents:



Straight gangsta!

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Here are the rest of the auxiliary images from Jesse and I’s trip to Benton County:


Benton County - Shell Rock
Shellsburg, Iowa

Benton County - Shell Rock

Benton County - Shell Rock

Benton County - Norway
Norway

Benton County - Norway

Benton County - Norway

Benton County - Watkins
Watkins

Benton County - Watkins

Benton County - Watkins

Benton County - Watkins

Benton County - Watkins

Benton County - Watkins

Benton County - Watkins
I love that the lights are inside the fence.

Benton County - Watkins

Benton County - Blairstown
Blairstown

Benton County - Blairstown

Benton County - Luzerne
Luzerne

Benton County - Belle Plaine
Belle Plaine

Benton County - Belle Plaine
Jumbo Well info below.

Benton County - Belle Plaine

Benton County - Belle Plaine

Benton County - Belle Plaine
I want to eat here someday.

Benton County - Belle Plaine

The Jumbo Well was a well that was once considered “The Eighth Wonder of the World”. The short version of the story is that they drilled a well in Belle Plaine into and they hit the wrong part of the aquifer and they couldn’t stop water shooting out for fourteen months. The well shot out water at 3,000 gallons of water per minute.

Here is a little interesting tidbit on the guy who dug the well and then promptly fled the town:

William Weir

The town of Belle Plaine, Iowa, contracted a well digger from Monticello, Iowa, to drill an artesian well to provide water and fire protection to a section of the town. The sum of $175 was offered to “bring in” the well and work by William Weir and his sons began upon receipt. They were not strangers to the citizens of Belle Plaine for they had recently successfully drilled several other artesian wells in the same city.

What happened thereafter made the news, not just in Iowa but from coast to coast! The Belle Plaine artesian well erupted into a monster — more than 3,000 gallons of water per minute boiled into the streets, threatening to flood the homes and businesses in its path. Weir and his sons worked frantically to stem the flow and cap the well, until all their supplies were exhausted and darkness was falling. William Weir and his sons left Belle Plaine, presumably the terrified townspeople thought, to gather necessary material with which to stop the furious flow of water. Weir and his sons were never seen again in the town of Belle Plaine. Fourteen months and many thousands of dollars later “Jumbo” was brought under control by experts from as far away as Chicago.

By [the spring of] 1890 William was drilling in Cherokee, Iowa, so apparently the Belle Plaine disaster had not harmed his business. Custom at that time demanded the well digger must drink the first cup from any newly dug well. He honored this tradition, contracted typhoid fever, and died June 1890 of what was often called in those days, “the well digger’s disease.

The maximum flow of water is estimated to have been at 5,000,000 to 9,000,000 gallons per day. This enormous flow of water caused the surrounding wells to stop flowing. The attempt to control the well continued from August 26, 1886 to October 6, 1887 when it was finally accomplished. The well was finally tamed by sinking one large pipe with a smaller one inside it, the space between was caulked, and the outside cavity filled with rock and cement. A granite marker now identifies Jumbo at the intersection of Eighth Street and Eighth Avenue, Belle Plaine, Iowa.

Unfortunately, I did not get a picture of the rock, but I’m sure I will go through Belle Plaine again on a future town sign harvesting trip.

We also harvested the towns of Poweshiek County on this trip. Those pictures will be shared in a separate entry.

2010-04-05

The pictures in the folder 2010-04-05 are from a combination of us introducing Jackson to the greatness of Homerun Derby and then the rest are pictures for a MACRO theme of the first year of THE WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE, then known as THE RANDOM WEEKLY PHOTO EXPERIMENT.


WEEK 13 - MACRO - CHRISTOPHER D. BENNETT

WEEK 13 - MACRO ALTERNATE

WEEK 13 - MACRO ALTERNATE

WEEK 13 - MACRO ALTERNATE

WEEK 13 - MACRO ALTERNATE

WEEK 13 - MACRO ALTERNATE

WEEK 13 - MACRO ALTERNATE

Home Run Derby: The Next Generation

Home Run Derby: The Next Generation

Home Run Derby: The Next Generation

Home Run Derby: The Next Generation

Home Run Derby: The Next Generation

Home Run Derby: The Next Generation

Makes me want to get a big red bat and knocks some balls around the yard again!

By adding these pictures to the Photography 139 Gallery, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” entries to their original glory:

Home Run Derby: The Next Generation

The Virtue of the Bored

RWPE #13 – Macro

Next Saturday’s walk down memory lane will involve the most beautiful campus in the entire world.

2009-06-29

The pictures from the folder 2009-06-29 are mostly from a softball game between Alexis’ team and a team coached by Jesse and Lowell. I assume Alexis’ team won the game because of… Bennett genetics.

There are some pictures of Larry Howard in this post. Larry passed away earlier this year. He isn’t the first person to have passed on, that has surfaced on these walks down memory lane, but one of the closest.

Here are some pictures:


Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Little League - 2009

Garden

Garden

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

Burnin' Sensations

None of these pictures have ever been published before. They were lost to the ages until now.

The pictures at the end are from the Ames on the Half Shell performance by a band called Otter. I was in charge of booking the bands that year and I won’t deny that I booked Otter because their drummer was a pretty loyal Ames Jaycee.

This could be a false memory, but I believe I got some pushback on that. Definitely a lack of enthusiasm about it from some other Jaycees. I found this weird because every single year the Jaycees booked this absolutely terrible band called Saucy Jack based on the fact that a member of the band was a brother or ex-boyfriend of an ex-Jaycee. They booked a terrible band based on somebody that wasn’t in the band and wasn’t even a Jaycee any longer. And they were terrible.

Almost all the Half Shell bands fell into the category of generic classic rock cover band. Saucy Jack was in that same category. But they played every song about 10% slower than it is supposed to be played.

I remember once they played “Everlong” by Foo Fighters, which is a Top 100 song for me, and it took me about 45 seconds to even figure out what the hell they were playing.

But booking the slightly stoner band with a Jaycee drummer, that isn’t cool man.

But I digress…

Next Saturday’s walk down memory lane will involve the Boone City Band.

2009-06-23

The pictures in the folder are mostly from a Little League game I attended that was coached by Jesse and Lowell. It doesn’t appear that I ever published those pictures before.

There are a couple of pictures of the Garden of Eden that is my backyard. Grapes, raspberries, garlic, and currants are all proudly on display!


Backyard Garden

Backyard Garden

Backyard Garden

Backyard Garden

Backyard Garden

Backyard Garden

T-Shirt Softball - 2009

T-Shirt Softball - 2009

T-Shirt Softball - 2009

T-Shirt Softball - 2009

T-Shirt Softball - 2009

T-Shirt Softball - 2009

T-Shirt Softball - 2009

T-Shirt Softball - 2009

T-Shirt Softball - 2009

I eventually tore out the currant bush because I couldn’t find anybody that wanted them. Dawn took some and made me a currant cheesecake, but that was about it. I kind of wish I still had the bush now, but I also wish that I took better care of my raspberry bush.

By adding these pictures to the Photography 139 Gallery, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” entry to its original glory:

What the Hades?

Next week’s walk down memory land will involve flowers!

Available as Another Possibility

It is well established that my favorite theme for THE WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE is BLACK & WHITE. Therefore I took several BLACK & WHITE pictures in the last week and not just the picture of Taylan that I used as my submission for THE WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE.

Here are a few more of those BLACK & WHITE pictures:


WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE ALTERNATES - BLACK & WHITE

2009-02-18 – Arizona Day 3

My photo organization for early 2019 is a complete mess. I’m trying to reorganize it a bit on the fly. Today’s collection of images come from the folder 2009-02-18/Arizona_Day_3.

These pictures were taken in Arizona as the vacation part of the trip was starting to wind down and the business part of the trip was getting ready to start up. Lowell and Eric came into town and we met up with them and checked out some more Spring Training.

Here are some pictures:


Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

Arizona Day 3

By adding these pictures to the Photography 139 Gallery, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” entry to it’s original glory:

Arizona Day 3 – Part A

Next Saturday’s walk down memory lane will involve more from the trip to Arizona.

2009-02-18 – Arizona Day 2

There are several folders inside the folder called 2009-02-18, so rather than having one of those fifty photo journal entries, I’ve decided to break them down by the subfolder. This subfolder is called ARIZONA_DAY_2.

The pictures in this folder are from when I went to Arizona with Jesse on a trip that was 50% work related and 50% for fun.

Day 2 of the Arizona trip involved checking out the Chicago Cubs Spring Training facility and then hanging out on this weird rock-hill-miniature mountain type thing:


Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

Arizona Day 2

By adding these pictures to the Photography 139 Gallery, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” entry to its original glory:

Arizona Day 2

Next Saturday’s walk down memory lane will involve even more of the trip to Arizona.

06-11-08

The pictures from the folder 06-11-08 are from a road trip I took with Willy and Jay to Dyersville. The point of the road trip was to see The Field of Dreams. Jay actually suggested this road trip, even though he doesn’t like baseball. I agreed to go, even though I don’t like the movie FIELD OF DREAMS.

Also on the trip, we stopped at the Basilica of Dyersville. I’m not 100% sure of what Basilica is, but I believe it is a really fancy Catholic church where the Pope can hang out if he ever get kicked out of Rome.

Here are some pictures from the road trip:


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


Field of Dreams Road Trip


By adding these images to the Photography 139 Gallery, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” entries to their original glory:

Field of Dreams

St. Francis Xavier Basilica

Next Saturday’s walk down memory lane will involve a trip to the Iowa State Fair!

07-20-08/State Tournament

The pictures in the folder 07-20-08/State Tournament are from when Elainie played in the Little League State Tournament in Albia.

Looking through the pictures, I had forgotten that Dawn’s daughter Debra also played on that team. It might be where we rekindled our friendship. Or maybe our friendship began. I’m not sure we were exactly friends in high school. That was a long time ago.

Boone won their first game against Grand View. Which was an event to rejoice. Grand View Little League is hard to describe. I think the best way I can put it is this way:

You know those movies about summer camp, where there is a rival camp across the lake filled with the worst people you can think of in the context of summer camp. Grand View Little League is that rival camp across the lake. Filled with the worst kind of Little League parents you can imagine.

Boone then lost in the championship. To somebody that wasn’t Grand View.

Here are some, but definitely not all of the pictures:


State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

State Tournament - Albia

07-20-08

07-20-08

07-20-08

Albia Rose

Albia Rose

Albia Rose

It is weird what can get ingrained into you from the past that you hold onto for no real reason. Grand View Little League’s Major Boys team made it to the Little League World Series just this past summer. Even though I haven’t had an interaction with that league in over 10 years and probably nobody that is affiliated with that league is still affiliated with the team that was in the World Series, I still found myself rooting against them. I usually root for almost anything that represents the great Cyclone State, but I found myself rooting against our representative in the Little League World Series.

Next time I shave maybe I’ll try to purge myself of this prejudice.

There are many more pictures from my trip to Albia. You can check them out by clicking on the link below:

Boone Little League – 2008

By adding these pictures to the Photography 139 Photo Gallery, I was able to restore the following historic “An Artist’s Notebook” post to its original glory:

Albia, Iowa

Depending on ambition and free time levels, next week’s walk down memory lane will involve my first mission trip, a farewell of sorts to the Miller farm, and spandex.