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Tuesday, September 21, 2010
If This Box Could Talk - The Stories It Could Tell
And, I consider myself extraordinarily lucky to work in a business where everything that I touch, wear, appraise and sell, has a history. Of course I don't always know the provenance of a piece of estate jewelry or object d'art, but I appreciate the fact that every piece has a story behind it.
Take this sterling silver cigarette case for example.
I am rarely enamored with inanimate objects but there is something about this specific item that moves me.
Let's start with the top. You can see from the photo that the case is engraved with a map of Burma with the names of the major cities. Ten of those cities, including Rangoon and Mandalay, are emphasized by flush set Burma rubies.
The back of the case is engraved
India 1945
Burma 43-44-45
China 45
Obviously, we all know what was going on in these countries during these years.
Then we have the interior which is engraved
Helen From Jim
Who was Helen? And more importantly, who was Jim? Was he an Aussi, an American or a Brit? Was he an officer, a diplomat, a businessman, a reporter or a spy? Who did he know? What did he witness during the war years?
When I hold this case in my hand I have the inexplicable feeling that there is a Somerset Maugham quality story of love and loss connected with it.
So much happened in Burma during 1943,1944 and 1945
and of course so much has happened since.
And on the topic, last weekend's Wall Street Journal listed five of the best books with first hand accounts of WW2 and Quartered Safe Out There: A Harrowing Tale Of World War II by George Macdonald Fraser was on their list.
Here's what WSJ reviewer Andrew Roberts had to say about the book.
George MacDonald Fraser, British author of the Flashman series of novels, fought in the 17th (Black Cat) Indian Division of the 14th Army during the siege of Meiktila and the battle of Pyawbwe in Burma. He believed, probably correctly, that soldiering in Burma rivaled flying in the RAF's Bomber Command as "the worst ticket you could draw in the lottery of active service." This was so not just because of the Japanese enemy; there were also 15-inch poisonous centipedes, malaria, "spiders the size of plates," typhus, jungle sores on the wrists and ankles, dysentery, and leeches. In terse, unsentimental language, Fraser's superb war memoir, "Quartered Safe Out Here," relates how the soldiers in his close-knit company fought their battles, mourned their friends and simply tried to survive from day to day.
Perhaps Jim fought with 17th Black Cat Indian Division.
I wish that I knew.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Hiking With My Hero
Yesterday it was about 85 degrees with a cloudless sky, perfect for a hike in the hills.
Since my hiking partner was busy I was happy go alone with my ipod and finish listening to the last chapter and epilogue of "Churchill" by Paul Johnson.
I am fascinated by Winston Churchill and all that he accomplished. Fifty-five years in the House of Commons, 9 years as Prime Minister, Chancellor of the Exchequer, soldier, war correspondent, polo player, orator, painter, historian, whiskey drinker, savior of the Western World.Seriously, is there anything this man couldn't do?
I stopped a few times to look at the wild flowers in bloom
Strangely, I only saw one California poppy plant, the flower that California is famous for.
Because it was so clear, the view was outstanding, from Catalina island, to Palos Verdes, to Long Beach, to Saddleback Mountain, to downtown LA. I could even see the snow capped mountains.Yeah, LA is a pretty amazing place.
This is the nicest time to hike in the hills because soon it will be too hot and dry"Lady Astor: Winston, if you were my husband I would poison your tea
Monday, February 15, 2010
Washington The Worthy
Washington Crossing The Delaware by Emanuel Leutze
1776 by David McCulloughThursday, February 4, 2010
Weekend Reading - A Recommendation
The Rosetta Key by William DietrichFriday, January 15, 2010
Help For Haiti
Haiti AfterIn this era of multibillion-dollar bailouts of private banking institutions, $22 billion should scarcely raise a Gallic eyebrow. But to Haiti, the sum would be a godsend.
But this story is not one of law and legality alone, nor even one of wealth and poverty. (France's GDP is $2.85 trillion, while Haiti's is a mere $6.95 billion.) It is, rather, one of historical justice and political morality: No one can dispute that an extortionate and bullying treaty, concluded at a time when France was an imperial hyper-puissance and Haiti a friendless fledgling, is an ugly stain on France's national conscience.
While I agree with the moral argument, I disagree with this article on two points.
First, Haiti is not France's problem alone despite the historical relationship. As a country in the Western Hemisphere, the OAS nations need to step up with immediate monetary and physical aid. Haiti is in our backyard, so to speak.
Second, sending a $22 billion dollar check, like writing a aid check to a banana republic, is just asking for the funds to get squandered or absconded.
I think that France should spend the money on infrastructure in Haiti. Rebuild the ports, roads, bridges, airports and water treatment facilities....and if there is any money left over hospitals and schools. These are things that France does very, very well. Using the funds this way would bring jobs and technical know how to Haiti and stimulate the local economy.
While France's immediate response in terms of humanitarian aid has been strong.
La France envoie 400 membres de la Sécurité civile
Paris a dépêché d’Istres un Airbus A310 avec à bord une soixantaine de membres de la Sécurité civile. Trois avions de transport militaire emportant une cinquantaine de personnes et du 12 tonnes de matériel humanitaire sont arrivés de Martinique. Le dispositif va être complété avec l’envoi d’un hôpital de campagne, d’une soixantaine d’infirmiers, de 400 membres de la Sécurité civile et deux navires militaires, qui apporteront des équipements de terrassement et des hélicoptères Puma.


















Napoleon Crossing The Alps by Jacques-Louis David






