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Sunday July 28th 2024
Ancient traditions “unmasked” in Kennedy”'s dynamic ancient art masks
Interview with Alvin Kennedy by Howard McQuitter II
“My art reflects a blend of urgan and primitive themes, expressed in pen and ink drawings and rigid paper sculptures,” Alvin Kennedy says. “The latter most often take the form of unique masks that reflects my heritage and bridges ethnic communities.”
Alvin Kennedy is a sculptor-painter par excellence who concentrates on making African masks. While he worked as a social service counselor for youth in trouble, Alvin used his artistic talents.
Interviewer (Howard McQuitterll) (HM): How long have you lived in the Twin Cities?
Alvin Kennedy (AK): Since 1984. I was born in Winston-Salem, North Carolina.
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Casper”'s Ghost says, “”˜People were dying to get into the cemetery.”' But were they really dead?”
The Original Gated Cedar Avenue Entrance to Pioneers and Soldiers Cemtery The wooden gates that was replaced by the current limestone pillars and steel gates. Photo is undated but had to have been taken in the early 1900s since the “new” gate was erected in 1928. Notice the streetcar tracks.
by Sue Hunter Weir
Casper Link was terrified of being buried alive, and he was not the only one. There is a word for this fear””taphophobia””meaning the fear of graves. Mr. Link died on Sunday, July 21, 1872, but not before his wife and friends promised that they would not bury him until three days after he had been declared dead. Mrs. Link arranged for a funeral service, though not a burial, to take place on the day after her husband died. During the service, Mr. Link”'s worst fears appeared to have been realized when one of the people in attendance noticed what he thought was perspiration on Mr. Link”'s forehead. The funeral service was brought to an abrupt halt and a doctor was summoned. The doctor examined Mr. Link one last time and concluded, yet again, that he was dead. The funeral service continued as planned, and Mr. Link”'s body was taken to the cemetery where it was stored in the vault until the promised three days had passed.… Read the rest “Casper”'s Ghost says, “”˜People were dying to get into the cemetery.”' But were they really dead?””
Searching ”“ A Serial Novelle Chapter 17: Family History [“Paper” proof of birth]
By Patrick Cabello Hansel
As the party wound down, Angel danced one more dance with Luz. As the song melted away and they began to release their embrace, he noticed who was left in the room: Mr. Bussey, talking with Mother Light and Ana; Luz”' grandmother Dolores, and Angel”'s father, Augusto. It was nearly 11, and though tomorrow meant heavy work, Angel could tell no one felt like ending this party.
There was still an hour left in December 12, one hour to celebrate la Virgen de Guadalupe. He called to Mr. Bussey: “Hey, where can we go to keep celebrating Guadalupe on such a beautiful cold night?”
Mr. Bussey scratched his head and said, “The only place I know that”'s open is Denny”'s.”
“Denny”'s!” Angel shouted. “Do you think they celebrate Guadalupe there?”
Luz laughed. “I think it”'s the perfect place for Guadalupe Night!”
So they put on their jackets and walked outside. There were seven in all, but Mr. Bussey”'s Honda could only fit five.
“C”'mon, son”, Augusto said. “We can walk there.”
Angel looked at Luz, who nodded in her knowing way.
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