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Holden Arboretum’s David G. Leach Research Station.

IMG_20180513_114917In Madison, at the Eastern edge of Lake County, is the David G. Leach Rhododendron Research Station.   Bought by noted rhododendron hybridizer David Leach in 1970, it has been a part of the Holden Arboretum since he donated it in 1987.  This 30 acre parcel is located in a stretch of NE Ohio that’s just perfect for growing rhododendrons.

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The main test field.

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Two of the test plants.

The guide told the group that it takes 25 years for a plant to go from germination to possibly retail. Leach was able to put 80 of his hybrids on the market, all of which are planted on these grounds.  Along with the display gardens there are test fields and greenhouses where seedlings and larger plants are checked to see which ones have the desirable qualities needed for a plant in today’s home garden.   Steve Krebs, who has been director since Mr. Leach’s death in 1998, has continued with his small team this work.  While Leach focused on plant hardiness, Krebs is working on plants that would be resistant to fungal root rot based on a species plant found in Taiwan.

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A tray with the most recently germinated seedlings.

Admission is $10 per person to see the grounds but for Holden members it’s free.  The tours are conducted at set times.

 

Photographs by James Valentino

 

 

 

 

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An opinion piece on learning a skill; A Quick Little Post.

Today I caught on my Google News feed an opinion published on MarketWatch by a Peter Morici regarding the merits of someone going into an apprenticeship or a technical school rather than spend all that money on a college degree.

The last paragraph of his piece pretty much sums up his argument; “Redirecting federal and state funding from higher education is sorely needed to encourage more of these innovative programs. Fewer students in college and more in skills-based training would make young workers more productive and the U.S. economy much more competitive.”  While I do have some differences with Mr. Morici we are both apparently on board with the idea that investing again into technical schools and programs offering real work experience for a given career is a very good thing. On the other hand, these highly skilled jobs are not a majority of the positions created or filled in our economy.  Well, let the article speak for itself and form your own opinion.

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Another Quick Little Post.

IMG_20180501_124248Already a week ago, I drove up to Catawba and, after an hour wait, hopped on the ferry to Put-n-Bay.  As mentioned in a previous piece for the blog, it happens to be a very popular tourist destination in Ohio and a place I have known for years.  Considering how early in the season it was, I was surprised to see as many people around as there were.  While most of the big eateries are still closed on the weekdays, some were in fact open such as Pasquale’s.  I glanced at their website the night before so when I noticed it while walking past it I decided to stop in for lunch.  It wasn’t a large lunch menu but enough to choose from and they did a good job on the cheeseburger and fries.  The harbor was unusually empty, but then again boats are just starting to get into the water at this time of year.  In fact, as I stood on one of the piers I saw two speedboats come in to join the other three already there.  More were out of the water, many with fishermen trying to catch walleye since this is the season to do so.   I have a hunch that Put-n-Bay Harbor will be all filled up by Memorial Day and the place will be like tourists expect it to be.

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Inside Pasquale’s.

Considering I haven’t done much recently on the blog, I am surprised that so far it has received this month 28 views.  That’s pretty good considering.  Between the job, the house, the three ring circus called the Mueller and Cohen Investigations, and events like a Democratic Club Dinner in a place called Lake County, there is so little time to sit down and think about a subject for a piece that may be good enough to be published in a magazine but the editors never will.  However, this is not the end of the blog by a long shot.

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Downtown Put-n-Bay looking towards the Perry Monument in the distance.

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Demolishing the CIA.

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The former Cleveland Institute of Art building on East Blvd.

Last week, I spotted on Twitter a tweet about what will be on the agenda for that week’s Cleveland Planning Commission meeting.  The thing that stuck out for me was not just seeing the request for grants for the East 185th St./Marcella sewer project (and a permit to demolish a building next to the LaSalle Theater for what I hope is more parking) but something at University Circle.  It’s official, they now plan to demolish the old Gund Building on East Boulevard that was home to the CIA.  Now, for all those who don’t live on the North Coast, CIA can also mean the Cleveland Institute of Art which sold this building to the Art Museum and CWRU when it moved everything to their new facilities on Euclid Avenue a few years back.

Naturally, I have many memories connected to the 1956 building.  Not only did I take a painting class there but I was there practically every weekend because of the Cleveland Cinematheque which I was a strong supporter of.  I knew practically every inch of that building.  In fact, the drawings and proposals in the basement done by its industrial design students helped inspire me to write a piece a few years back on the fate of the Design District proposed by one of its’ instructors, Dan Cuffaro, for the are around Playhouse Square.

While the new Institute of Art Building is very nice, it’s still not the same for me.  Not only have I not gone to a Cinematheque show in months but when there I only see the main lobby and atrium.  Everything else seems hidden away.  As for the old building soon to be demolished for a park, I’ve walked past it at least a dozen times this year heading to other places.  It does look forlorn and you can see it’s been vacant for a long time.

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Another view.

Things keep changing.

 

Photographs by James Valentino.

 

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Fifty year anniversaries.

Today is the 50th anniversary of the assassination in Memphis Tennessee of Reverend Martin Luther King Jr.  This was just one of the many events that took place in 1968 that we will be hearing about this year.

In the Washington Post’s Daily 202, James Hohmann gives what I think an excellent analysis of MLK’s final speech.   “His case for the virtue of nonviolent protest, boycotts and pushing the country to live up to our shared ideals is timely. His paeans to unity, economic justice and the moral obligation to look out for the least among us are timeless.”  I also believe that his proposal for a Poor Person’s March on Washington still resonates 50 years later.

It’s like, if things went differently in that year, this country would not have come to the state it is today; and I don’t mean the election of Donald Trump.  His election is really the  final product of things that have been wreaking havoc in my opinion this nation for 50 years and this utter feeling among people who see things have been falling apart.  The idea of a Civil Society (let alone a Great Society or making America Great Again for that matter) has kind of evaporated. Of course, hindsight is twenty-twenty.

Robert F Kennedy was in Indianapolis on that day and that very night delivered what is considered one of his best speeches.  Of the cities that rioted that night, Indianapolis wasn’t  one of them.  “What we need in the United States is not division; what we need in the United States is not hatred; what we need in the United States is not violence or lawlessness; but love and wisdom, and compassion toward one another, and a feeling of justice toward those who still suffer within our country, whether they be white or they be black.”  Where is there now in this country a man or woman who can say such things and we can sense that they truly mean it?

While journalists, historians, and talking heads on cable amp up coverage of this anniversary, and many do note how tragic it all was, for many now, it’s just another item in the background of their daily lives.  In fact, for many who lived through that year, all those events that fill our history books in college didn’t seem to hit home then either.  I know in the case of my Father, marrying my Mother in November of 1968 was something that was far more tangible than the Tet Offensive.  Having come back from his stint in Vietnam in the Spring of 1966, that was all behind him and he had a new car, a steady job at a company called the Towmotor Corporation, and got engaged the December of the previous year. He has never mentioned to me who he voted for in that year for president, or even if he bothered to do so.

As for my Mother, she had a younger sister who got married in March of 1968 about a week before Lyndon Johnson announced he wasn’t going to run again for re-election.  Last month, I went to her house to celebrate her fiftieth wedding anniversary to my uncle.  They had a big crowd, and not just family, but many of their friends were there too.  There was a very nice cake, plenty of snacks that made a meal, and champagne to toast the couple.  It was a very nice evening and the weather was much better than it was when they tied the knot.  Later, just for the heck of it, my uncle brought out another  bottle.  It was of a rare brandy from France called Liqueur de Mirabelle.  Flavored with the plum that only seems to grow in the Lorraine region, and, if I heard right, it was a gift from my grandparents in 1968 or he got it somehow to give to my grandfather who never took it. Anyway, for the first time in 50 years, he opened up the bottle and a few brave souls like myself took a sip.   It had become pure rubbing alcohol.

A lot of things in the past fifty years have left a bitter taste in many people’s mouths.  Of course, the reasons vary.  For me, as someone who worked on political races in the past and had a History major in college, I do honestly believe that we have lost a lot as a nation since 1968, and not just in terms of the economy.  We had another armed gunman, this time a woman, attacked YouTube’s headquarters in the Bay Area, wounding three before killing herself; all over how they treated her videos it seems.  Meanwhile, Congressman Rohrabacher (R-California) speculated publicly, with no grounds, that she was probably an illegal alien.   Madness breeds madness.

I think I will look back at those two speeches now.

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Easter Saturday at Wojtila’s Bakery; A Quick Little Post.

IMG_20180331_091838I came across this bakery in Euclid, Ohio, almost 20 years ago when I was chair of a coffee and pastry committee at ‘the job’ and heard about this from someone I don’t recall.  For about seven years each Friday morning I would drive over to Wojtila’s on East 222nd Street and pick up a dozen or so doughnuts, miniature potica rolls (Slovenian nut rolls), and danishes.  It was pretty much a thankless task and I gave up eventually but I did get to meet the people who work there.    I also learned they had wonderful lady locks and at Easter very good egg breads and Daffodil cakes.

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Now, what is a daffodil cake?  Originally an Easter tradition made at the old Hough Bakeries, it is an angel food-chiffon cake with white frosting.  The frosting can be flavored either with lemon or pineapple and it was a constant fixture at my Grandma’s Easter breakfast every year after going to church.   Since Hough Bakery closed, more than one bakery (including Heinen’s of all places) have tried to fill the demand.  To me Wojtila’s comes pretty close.

So, this past week I took the time to call and place my order to pick up at around nine in the morning today.  As one would expect it was busy since many other people were coming to pick up their orders as well.  I also got to chat with the owner, Mrs. Wojtila, who used to pick up the phone when I placed those orders for work over a decade ago.  While the original bakery in St. Clair closed years ago, this one and the one they have out in Mentor are still open.  I didn’t ask her how busy the Mentor one gets.

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Another Easter is upon us, may everyone who reads the blog have a wonderful one.

Photographs by James Valentino

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Thoughts from a Mad Man on a Great Lake.

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Yesterday, I just looked at the list of posts for this blog and I can’t believe that I have written so many by now.  So far this month, Mad Man on a Great Lake has received 107 views from people who actually bother to look at it.

Sunday, I was at the Cleveland Museum of Art which for regular readers of this blog know is a popular place for me to visit.  They have a new exhibit called Eyewitness Views: Making History in Eighteen Century Europe.  Perhaps the subject of a future post, the exhibit has many beautiful paintings form the 18th Century of receptions, festivals, contemporary events, and natural disasters in such cities as Venice and Naples.  It was there, at the improvised gift shop at the end of the show, that I came across a paperback edition of The Age of Conversation by Benedetta Craveri.  Translated from the original Italian, it’s a look at more than just words, or French Nobility under the ancien regime, or even the creation of what we used to call ‘polite society’.  As Ms. Craveri writes in her introduction;

“It was an ideal characterized by elegance and courtesy, an ideal that countered the logic of force and the brutality of instinct with an art of living together based on seduction and reciprocal pleasure.”

Of course, in the age of social media, networking, texting…and not really getting close to people in person anymore, the art of conversation is a bit of a lost art.  Perhaps it’s sometimes good to look back and read a real book like this.  Naturally, history major that I was in college, I bought it.

Spring is in the air in Northeast Ohio, the snowdrops are not only blanketing again the slopes of the Fine Arts Garden at University Circle but also my brick pathway in my garden.  Crocuses and violets are starting to bloom and I do see a little bit of yellow on a few early daffodil buds, ready to unfurl their petals.  Hyacinths seem to be emerging as well.  Hope springs eternal.

 

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