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Reyn
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 09:54 am
Thanks very much. I like most anything by The Moody Blues, but that's among my favourites. I saw the group perform on 2 occasions here in Vancouver. Talented bunch of guys that attract a very diverse audience.

I had an early morning birthday greeting phone call from an uncle in Florida. He didn't realize how early it was here (just after 6am) and had a good laugh. Later, he sent me a short email which said in part:

"It is said, that one's mind is sharpest in the early hours. Well, as you witnessed, this certainly does not appy to me any more." Laughing

Nice to hear from him anyways. Very Happy

Well, I better be going. Vivienne and I have a few things to do. I think I'm being treated to a dinner out by my mother tonight. :wink:

Bye for now and thanks again.....
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 10:04 am
Good day WA2K.

Ditto to Letty's Best Wishes for Bob and Reyn. Very Happy

And remembering:

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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 10:05 am
You have an uncle in Florida, Reyn? Glad he survived all the hurricanes just so that he could get you out of bed in the wee small hours of the morning, honey. Have a great day.

Just saw that U2's ONE has been voted number 1 in the UK, folks. Soooo

Artist: U2 Lyrics
Song: One Lyrics

Is it getting better?
Or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you now?
You got someone to blame
You say

One love
One life
When it's one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it

Did I disappoint you?
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it's

Too late
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One

Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus?
To the lepers in your head

Did I ask too much?
More than a lot.
You gave me nothing,
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt

One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other

One

One
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 10:12 am
Well, my goodness, listeners. I missed our dear Raggedy with her wonderful photos.

Thanks, PA. What a surprise to find that Bill died in a drunken stupor. WOW!
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Reyn
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 10:56 am
Letty wrote:
You have an uncle in Florida, Reyn? Glad he survived all the hurricanes just so that he could get you out of bed in the wee small hours of the morning, honey.

Yes, he lives in Winter Park. Yes, all the family is happy that he survived with no major problems. We're trying to talk him into moving up here.
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 11:11 am
Thank you Lovely Letty. Karaoke tonight but without my Nair. She has to work tonight but will accompany me tomorrow. let Toby Keith pay homage to the venue that gives me such pleasure.


I Love This Bar :: Toby Keith

We got winners,
We got losers,
Chain-smokers and boozers,
We got yuppies,
We got bikers,
We got thirsty hitch-hikers,
And the girls next store dress-up like movie stars.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar.

We got cowboys,
We got truckers,
Broken-hearted fools and suckers,
And we got hustlers,
We got fighters,
Early-birds and all-nighters,
And the veterans talk about their battle scars.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar.

I love this bar,
It's my kind of place,
Just walkin through the front door,
Puts a big smile on my face,
It ain't too far,
Come as your are.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar.

I've seen short skirts,
We've got high-techs,
Blue-collared boys and rednecks,
And we got lovers,
Lots of lookers,
I've even seen dancing girls and hookers.
And we like to drink our beer from a mason jar.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar. (Yes I do)

Toby: I like my truck.

Crowd: I like my truck.

Toby: And I like my girlfriend.

Crowd: I like my girlfriend.

Toby: I like to take her out to dinner, I like a movie now and then.

But I love this bar,
It's my kind of place,
Just toein around the dance floor,
Puts a big smile on my face,
No cover charge,
Come as you are.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I love this bar.
Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm, I just love this old bar.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 12:02 pm
Ah, Reyn. Absolutely convince him. Then he and his can be snow birds. <smile>

Well, Bob, you are most welcome, Boston, and now that you're attached, stay out of them bars. Great song, buddy.

Hey, folks. Speaking of bars. Where is our dj? Remember his misheard lyrics? Davey Crockett--kilt in a bar when he was only three. Laughing
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 12:36 pm
well interesting to me at least, the lady diane has a fiend visting here from Virginia and when she heard that a house-cleaning person was coming today, she remarked "Oh I hope she is indian, that would be so cool to have an indian cleaning your house" She is a new england blue-blood, I was offended.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 12:47 pm
Well, dys, thank God she is not originally from Virginia. Rolling Eyes I don't blame you for being offended. Most Virginians that I know would never be so tactless, cowboy.

Well, once again the travel thread has inspired me to play a song, folks:

Artist: Platters Lyrics
Song: Sleepy Lagoon Lyrics




A sleepy lagoon, a tropical moon and two on an island,
A sleepy lagoon and two hearts in tune in some lullabyland,
The fireflies gleam, reflect in the stream, they sparkle and shimmer,
A star from on high, falls out of the sky, and slowly grows dimmer,

The leaves from the trees, all dance in the breeze, and float on the ripples,
Im lost in the spell, that nightingales tell of roses and dew,
The memory of, this moment of love, will haunt me forever,
A tropical moon, a sleepy lagoon, and you.

Stand still, oh heaven and earth and river, stand still, oh time in your endless flight.
If love can but command, the moon will stand , the sun wont wake,
The day wont break, and it will always be tonight.

The leaves from the trees, all dance in the breeze, and float on the ripples,
Im lost in the spell, that nightingales tell of roses and dew,
The memory of, this moment of love, will haunt me forever,
A tropical moon, a sleepy lagoon, and you.

Don't ask, folks, cause I don't know where that came from
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 03:28 pm
Good o'll Virginia

Brother
words and music by Matt Abell

Brother, I'm comin' home tomorrow
With a pine box for my bed
No more to beg or steal or borrow
I have paid my debts with my head

Tell dear old mother when you see her
Virginia was the death of me
Ten thousand rebels could not free her
Laid their lives for her liberty

Have you heard the forest falling
Taking a tree for every man?
Have you heard the drummers calling
That the South will rise again?

Brother, you walk the straight and narrow
Ever the moral-minded son
But I was straighter with the barrel
I left home with a grudge and a gun

Have you heard the forest falling
Taking a tree for every man?
Have you heard the drummers calling
That the South will rise again?

Maybe we fought when we were younger
We never did see eye to eye
But ask me now to kill my brother
Lay me down here and leave me to die

Have you heard the forest falling
Taking a tree for every man?
Have you heard the drummers calling
That the South will rise again?
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 04:26 pm
Well, Try. There are songs that inspire all the states, and even those abroad. Virginia is just my home, and Florida is just my place.

There is universal music that should inspire us all, listeners:



The Wave Structure of Matter (WSM) explains Cosmic Harmony & the Musical Universe
Gaze at the Stars, such brilliant bright light
A billion stars which fill the night
Space surrounds us, dark satin sky
A Musical Universe yet few wonder why
That Music exists, we all agree
And Matter is Waves, though few yet see.
Naive Illusion that 'Particles' are Real
Because we touch them, and solid they feel
Einstein knew Matter and Universe were Whole
True Knowledge of Reality the Ultimate Goal
Matter Exists as Spherical Waves in Space
Perhaps this Wisdom will end the Arms Race!
The Harmony of the Spheres, All is One
Intimately Interconnected, like Father and Son

by Geoff Haselhurst - for my son Robert

A human being is part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space.

You see, folks? primogeniture is alive and well, and living in space. <smile>
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 04:34 pm
Some unseen finger is writing, today, folks:



Full Coverage: Literature and Authors
'March' Wins Pulitzer Prize for Fiction
AP - Mon Apr 17, 3:26 PM ET
NEW YORK - "March," Geraldine Brooks' novel that imagines the life of the fictional father in Louisa May Alcott's "Little Women," was awarded the 2006 Pulitzer Prize for fiction on Monday. For the first time since 1997, the Pulitzer board declined to award a prize for drama. Brooks depicted the life of John March, the father absent for most of Alcott's famed novel of four sisters growing up in Massachusetts during the Civil War.

Wow! just too eerie for spring.
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 06:04 pm
Queen
Radio Ga Ga
Words and music by Roger Taylor

Radio
Radio

I'd sit alone and watch your light
My only friend through teenage nights
And ev'rything I had to know
I heard it on my radio

You gave them all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds - invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh - you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
Radio

So don't become some background noise
A backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don't know or just don't care
And just complain when you're not there
You had your time you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio

All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio what's new?
Radio someone still loves you

We watch the shows - we watch the stars
On videos for hours and hours
We hardly need to use our ears
How music changes through the years

Let's hope you never leave my friend
Like all good things on you we depend
So stick around cos we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual
You had your time you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio

All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga
All we hear is
Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio what's new?
Someone still loves you

Radio ga ga
Radio ga ga
Radio ga ga
Radio

You have your time you have the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio…
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 06:14 pm
Ah, Try. That song is still alive, buddy. I was leaning back and thinking of this, something for you and sealed with a kiss.


Written by Udell and Geld
'Tho we gotta say goodbye for the summer
Darling I promise you this
I'll send you all my love every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss
Guess it's gonna be a cold lonely summer
But I'll fill the emptiness
I'll send you all my dreams every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss
I'll see you in the sunlight
I'll hear your voice everywhere
I'll run to tenderly hold you
But darling you won't be there
I don't wanna say goodbye for the summer
Knowing the love we'll miss
Oh let us make a pledge to meet in september
And seal it with a kiss
Guess it's gonna be a cold lonely summer
But I'll fill the emptiness
I'll send you all my love every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss
Sealed with a kiss
Sealed with a kiss
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 07:08 pm
and down to one, and this will be goodnight:

One

One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It's the loneliest number since the number one

No is the saddest experience you'll ever know
Yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know
`Cause one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest number, worse than two

It's just no good anymore since she went away
Now I spend my time just making rhymes of yesterday

One is the loneliest, number one is the loneliest
Number one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
One is the loneliest, one is the loneliest
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
It's just no good anymore since she went away
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest
(Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do

From Letty with love
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 07:42 pm
Raspberries, Strawberries - The Kingston Trio

(Spoken)
A young man goes to Paris
As every young man should
There's something in the Paris air
That does a young man good

Ah, les fraises et les framboises et les
Bon vins que nous avons vous
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, laaaa

Raspberries, strawberries
The good wines we brew
Here's to the girls of the countryside
The ones we drink 'em to

(Spoken)
Paris nights are warm and fair
The summer winds are soft
A young man finds the face of love
In every field and loft
(In every field and loft)

Ah, les fraises et les framboises et les
Bon vins que nous avons vous
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, laaaa

Raspberries, strawberries
The good wines we brew
Here's to the girls of the countryside
The ones we drink 'em to

(Spoken)
An old man returns to Paris
As ev'ry old man must
He knows the winter winds blow cold
His dreams have turned to dust
(His dreams have turned to dust)
(His dreams have turned to dust)

Ah, les fraises et les framboises et les
Bon vins que nous avons vous
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, laaaa

Raspberries, strawberries
The good wines we brew
Here's to the girls of the countryside
Whom we must bid adieu
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 08:02 pm
Love Calls You By Your Name - Leonard Cohen

You thought that it could never happen
to all the people that you became,
your body lost in legend, the beast so very tame.
But here, right here,
between the birthmark and the stain,
between the ocean and your open vein,
between the snowman and the rain,
once again, once again,
love calls you by your name.
The women in your scrapbook
whom you still praise and blame,
you say they chained you to your fingernails
and you climb the halls of fame.
Oh but here, right here,
between the peanuts and the cage,
between the darkness and the stage,
between the hour and the age,
once again, once again,
love calls you by your name.

Shouldering your loneliness
like a gun that you will not learn to aim,
you stumble into this movie house,
then you climb, you climb into the frame.
Yes, and here, right here
between the moonlight and the lane,
between the tunnel and the train,
between the victim and his stain,
once again, once again,
love calls you by your name.

I leave the lady meditating
on the very love which I, I do not wish to claim,
I journey down the hundred steps,
but the street is still the very same.
And here, right here,
between the dancer and his cane,
between the sailboat and the drain,
between the newsreel and your tiny pain,
once again, once again,
love calls you by your name.

Where are you, Judy, where are you, Anne?
Where are the paths your heroes came?
Wondering out loud as the bandage pulls away,
was I, was I only limping, was I really lame?
Oh here, come over here,
between the windmill and the grain,
between the sundial and the chain,
between the traitor and her pain,
once again, once again,
love calls you by your name.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 17 Apr, 2006 08:37 pm
Lizzie Borden - The Chad Mitchell Trio

Elizabeth Bordon took an axe
And gave her Mother forty wacks
And when the job was nicely done
She gave her Father forty-one

Yesterday in old Fall River
Mr Andrew Borden died
And he got his daughter Lizzie
On a charge of homicide
Some folks say she didn't do it
And others say of course she did
But they all agree Miss Lizzie B
Was a problem kind of kid

'Cause you can't chop your Papa up in Massachusetts
Not even if it's planned as a surprise (a surprise)
No, you can't chop your Papa up in Massachusetts
You know how neighbors love to criticize

She got him on the sofa
Where he'd gone to take a snooze
And I hope he went to heaven
'Cause he wasn't wearing shoes
Lizzie kinda rearranged him
With a hatchet so they say
Then she got her Mother
In that same old-fashioned way

But you can't chop your Mama up in Massachusetts
Not even if you're tired of her cuisine (her cuisine)
No, you can't chop your Mama up in Massachusetts
You know it's almost sure to cause a scene

Well, they really kept her hoppin'
On that busy afternoon
With both down and up-stairs chopping
While she hummed a ragtime tune
They really made her hustle
And when all was said and done
She'd removed her Mother's bustle
When she wasn't wearing one

Oh, you can't chop your Mama up in Massachusetts
And then blame all the damage on the mice (on the mice)
No, you can't chop your Mama up in Massachusetts
That kind of thing just isn't very nice

Now, it wasn't done for pleasure
And it wasn't done for spite
And it wasn't done
Because the lady wasn't very bright
She'd always done the slightest thing
That Mom and Papa bid
They said, Lizzie, cut it out
So that's exactly what she did

But you can't chop your Papa up in Massachusetts
And then get dressed and go out for a walk (for a walk)
No, you can't chop your Papa up in Massachusetts
Massachusetts is a far cry from New York

No, you can't chop your Papa up in Massachusetts
Shut the door and lock and latch it
Here comes Lizzie with a brand new hatchet
Can't chop your papa up in Massachusetts
Such a snob, I've heard it said
She met her Pa and cut him dead
You can't chop your Papa up in Massachusetts
Jump like a fish, jump like a porpoise
All join hands and habeas corpus
Can't chop your Papa up in Massachusetts
Massachusetts is a far cry from New York
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 04:36 am
Franz von Suppé
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


The composer and conductor Franz von Suppé (April 18, 1819 - May 21, 1895) was born in Split (Dalmatia) and died in Vienna. He is most famous for his operetta overtures, performed mostly at "light classics" concerts.


Life and education

Suppé was descended from a Belgian family that emigrated to Dalmatia, probably in the 18th century. A distant relative of Gaetano Donizetti, his original name was Francesco Ezechiele Ermenegildo, Cavaliere Suppé-Demelli. The "Cavaliere" in his name is a signifier of knighthood. He simplified and Germanized his name when in Vienna, and changed "cavaliere" to "von." Outside Germanic circles his name may appear on programs as Francesco Suppé-Demelli.

He spent his childhood in Zadar, where he had his first music lessons and began to compose at an early age. As a teenager in Cremona, Suppé studied flute and harmony. His first extant composition is a Roman Catholic Mass, which premiered at a Franciscan church in Zadar in 1832. He moved to Padua to study law, a field of study not chosen by him, but continued to study music. Suppé was also a singer, making his debut in the role of Dulcamara in Donizetti's L'Elisir d'Amore at the ?-denburg Theater in 1842.

He was invited to Vienna by Franz Pokorny, the director of Josephstädter Theater. In Vienna, after studying with Ignaz Seyfried and Simon Sechter, he conducted in the theater, without pay at first, but with the opportunity to present his own operas there. Eventually, Suppé wrote music for over a hundred productions at the theater in Josephstadt as well as the one in Leopoldstadt, at the Theater an der Wien, and a theater at Baden. He also put on some landmark opera productions, such as the 1846 production of Meyerbeer's Les Huguenots with Jenny Lind.

Works

Two of Suppé's comic operas have been performed at the Metropolitan Opera in New York, Boccaccio and Donna Juanita, but they failed to become repertoire works. He composed about 30 operettas and 180 farces, ballets, and other stage works. Though the bulk of Suppé's operas have nearly sunken to oblivion, the overtures, particularly Light Cavalry and Poet & Peasant, have survived and some of them have been used in all sorts of soundtracks for movies, cartoons, advertisements, and so on, in addition to being played at "pops" concerts. Suppé's operas are performed in Europe; Peter Branscombe, writing in the New Grove Dictionary of Music and Musicians, characterizes Suppé's song Des ist mein ?-sterreich as "Austria's second national song".

He retained links with his native Dalmatia, occasionally visiting Split, Zadar, and Šibenik. Some of his works are linked with Dalmatia, in particular his operetta The Mariner's Return, the action of which takes place in Hvar. After retiring from conducting, Suppé continued to write operas, but shifted his focus to sacred music. He also wrote a Requiem for theatre director Franz Pokorny, three Masses, songs, symphonies, and concert overtures.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Franz_von_Supp%C3%A9
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 04:38 am
Clarence Darrow
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Clarence Seward Darrow (April 18, 1857 - March 13, 1938) was an American lawyer and leading member of the American Civil Liberties Union, best known for having defended teenaged thrill killers Leopold and Loeb in their trial for murdering 14 year old Bobby Franks (1924) and defending John T. Scopes in the so-called "Monkey" Trial (1925), opposing the famous prosecutor William Jennings Bryan. He remains famous for his wit, compassion and agnosticism that have marked him as one of the most famous American lawyers and civil libertarians.


From Corporate Lawyer to Labor Lawyer

Darrow began his career as a lawyer in Youngstown, Ohio, where he was first admitted to the profession (Judge Alfred W. Mackey). He subsequently moved to Chicago, Illinois, where he soon became a corporations lawyer for the railroad company. His next move was to "cross the tracks," when he switched sides to represent Eugene V. Debs, the leader of the American Railway Union in the Pullman Strike of 1894. Darrow had conscientiously resigned his corporate position in order to represent Debs, making a substantial financial sacrifice in order to do this, although the work was not pro bono.

Darrow defended Bill Haywood, the radical leader of the Industrial Workers of the World and the Western Federation of Miners, who was acquitted of charges of being involved in the murder of former Idaho governor Frank Steunenberg in 1905. His next notable case was the defense of the MacNamara Brothers, who were charged with dynamiting the Los Angeles Times building during the bitter struggle over the open shop in Southern California, resulting in the deaths of 20 employees.

When Darrow saw the weight of the evidence against the brothers he convinced them to change their plea to guilty and was able to plea bargain prison sentences instead of the death penalty. However Darrow himself was subsequently charged with two counts of attempting to bribe jurors in the MacNamara case, and although he was acquitted on both charges he was barred from ever practicing law in California again.


From Labor Lawyer to Criminal Lawyer

A further consequence of the bribery charges was that the labor unions dropped Darrow from their list of preferred attorneys. This effectively put Darrow out of business as a labor lawyer, and he switched to acting in criminal cases.

Throughout his career, Darrow devoted himself to opposing the death penalty, which he felt to be in conflict with humanitarian progress. In more than 100 cases, Darrow only lost one murder case in Chicago. He became renowned for moving juries and even judges to tears with his eloquence. Though Darrow's formal education was limited, he did study for one year at the University of Michigan Law School and had a keen intellect often shielded by his rumpled, unassuming appearance.

A story attributed to Darrow is his quip to a client, who, after winning, said, "How can I ever show my appreciation, Mr. Darrow?" Darrow replied, "Ever since the Phoenicians invented money, there has been only one answer to that question." Indeed, Darrow's pursuit of wealth is often cited by his detractors, and it is notable that in his entire legal career Darrow only ever accepted one pro bono case - John Scopes of the Scopes Monkey Trial fame.
Even on that one occasion Darrow acted from necessity. He badly wanted to take part in the trial, but Scopes was in no position to pay him, and the ACLU, who were paying all of Scopes' legal costs, didn't want Darrow involved in the trial and certainly wouldn't have agreed to pay him.

Darrow's civil liberties record is not without contradiction. A July 23, 1915 article in the Chicago Tribune describes Darrow's effort on behalf of J.H. Fox--an Evanston, IL landlord--to have Mary S. Brazelton committed to an insane asylum against the wishes of her family. Fox alleged that Brazelton owed him rent money although other residents of Fox's boarding house testified to her sanity.


Leopold and Loeb

In 1924 Darrow took on the case of Leopold and Loeb, the teenage sons of two wealthy Chicago families, who were accused of kidnapping and killing Bobby Franks, a 14 year old boy, to see what it would be like to commit the ultimate crime. Darrow convinced them to plead guilty and based their defense on the claim that they weren't completely responsible for their actions, but were the products of the environment they grew up in. This was done in order to avoid the death penalty. During the Leopold-Loeb trial, when Darrow had supposedly accepted "a million-dollar fee", many ordinary Americans were angered at their apparent betrayal. In truth, Darrow and his two co-counsels were given $100,000 to split three ways?- after dunning the wealthy Loeb family for several months.

Ossian Sweet

In 1925, he defended Henry Sweet, a young black man living in Detroit with his brother, Dr. Ossian Sweet, in the shooting death of a member of a white mob. The mob of at least a 1,000 people had gathered outside Dr. Sweet's home to force him to move from the neighborhood. Eleven people were originally charged with the murder, and after the first trial ended in a mistrial, Darrow requested separate trials for each defendant and Henry Sweet's was the first. Darrow referred to the trial as one of his best argued, finishing with a legendary eight-hour impassioned closing argument which won acquittal for Henry Sweet from the eleven-man jury, shocking the city. Following the acquittal, charges against the remaining defendants were dropped.

After the 1925 Scopes Trial, Clarence Darrow largely retired from practice, emerging only occasionally to undertake cases, such as the 1934 Massie Trial in Hawaii.

A volume of Darrow's boyhood Reminiscences, entitled "Farmington," was published in Chicago in 1903 by McClurg and Company.

Darrow shared offices with Edgar Lee Masters, who achieved more fame for his poetry, in particular the Spoon River Anthology, than for his advocacy. Darrow also took Eugene V. Debs as a partner, following his release from prison.

After his death, a full-length one man play was created, featuring Darrow's reminiscences about his career. Originated by Henry Fonda, many actors, including Leslie Nielsen, have since taken on the role of Darrow in this play. The Scopes Monkey trials were fictionalized in another play, entitled "Inherit the Wind." This was later turned into a film. Darrow is also mentioned in the musical, "Lil Abner".

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