Part two of the transcription from the draft of Rev. Herman Emil Studier’s “The Story of My Life.” Transcription details Square brackets [ ] denote handwritten additions made in the … Continue reading The Story of My Life by Rev. Herman Emil Studier (Part 2 of 4)
While going through a box of materials about my maternal grandmother’s extended family, I came across seven pages of a draft of Rev. Herman Emil Studier’s autobiography. Rev. Studier was … Continue reading The Story of My Life by Rev. Herman Emil Studier (Part 1 of 4)
Since Argo won best picture on Sunday night’s Academy Awards, I’ve been thinking about Colonel Leland James Holland. He wasn’t rescued; he was one of the 52 held for 444 days in Tehran.
Col. Holland was a native of Scales Mound, Illinois, a town of less than 350 people. For anyone who regularly reads my posts, you may remember that my mother, maternal grandparents and great-grandparents also hail from Scales Mound. During the hostage crisis, I was in grade school at Platteville, Wisconsin; I remember the never-ending count of days which occurred on the news every night. Day 58… Day 96… Day 167…. Day 242… Day 312… Day 429… Every day until the hostages were released.
I have no idea if any of my relatives knew Col. Holland. My grandmother graduated in 1940, so perhaps she knew of him. Much more likely is that my grandparents knew the family, in general, since they were farmers.
Col. Holland was born 02 August 1927, and graduated from Scales Mound High School in 1945. He was one of 19 graduates that year. Holland enlisted in the Army, and became a career military officer with service in Korea and two tours in Vietnam. In 1978, he was assigned to the embassy in Tehran as army attaché. On 04 November 1979, Iranian militants stormed the embassy, and took hostages, 52 of whom weren’t released until Ronald Reagan was sworn in as President on 20 January 1981.
In an interview published in the Rockford Register Star (Rockford, IL) a year after he was freed, Col. Holland discussed his captivity. “There were threats – and threats – and more threats and more threats… The first time they put a gun to my head I was scared. But after the second, third and fourth times, I just told them to pull the trigger if they were going to and to leave me alone if they weren’t.” (1)
In the same interview, Col. Holland said “It has been a hectic year, dashing all over the country for guest appearances and reliving those days… I’ve shook the hands of two presidents, got season tickets to the baseball games, been on national television, talked to the national press, been offered free trips, free food and free booze. But the best thing that happened to me in all that time was last February when I finally made it back home. I’ll never forget the thousands of yellow ribbons and the cheering of the school kids as I came back to my hills. The way that little town [Scales Mound] welcomed me back means more than anything that’s happened to me. It’s my fondest memory. It’s the one thing I’ll never forget.” Read full Rockford Register Star interview (PDF).
Col. Holland was a husband and father of six children. Nine years after his release, Holland died of prostate cancer on 02 October 1990 in Washington D.C., with burial at Arlington National Cemetery. His military decorations included the Combat Infantryman’s Badge, Distinguished Service Medal, the Legion of Merit and the Bronze Star.
ArlingtonCemetery.net interviewed his daughter, Barb Holland, in 2004, and she spoke of how the family was stunned when every surviving hostage attended his funeral. “One by one, they would come up to me and tell me how much he had meant to them while they were imprisoned. They’d say that he was their teacher, the one who taught them Morse code, taught them how to pass messages from cell to cell, taught them how to cope. They loved him.” (2)
Which takes me back to Argo. I haven’t seen the movie, but it’s on my list of movies to watch. And please remember that while Argo gets accolades, we mustn’t forget those that endured captivity and have never received reparations for their ordeal.
The National Journal has a very interesting article about the hostages, reparations, and how the ordeal affected families. (It starts with Leland’s son John remembering his father; scroll down the page to listen to John talk about his father’s ordeal.)
(1) Mooney, M. (1982, January 17). Former Iranian hostage marks a year of freedom. Rockford Register Star, pp. A1, A5.
(2) Arlington National Cemetery. (2004, October 30). Captive’s family recounts ordeal. Retrieved from http://arlingtoncemetery.net/ljholland.htm
Today I’m going to share a resource I frequently use: Google Newspaper Archive. I use it to access The Telegraph Herald (Dubuque, Iowa). Since I’m nowhere near Dubuque, I love that this information is available for free. I use this resource all the time to access one newspaper. It works for me, and I am well aware of the archive’s limitations. I think the best word to describe Google Newspaper Archive is quirky. It’s certainly not fully-fleshed out and functioning. But it helps me, and perhaps it will help you.
Has Google posted every newspaper?
Don’t be silly. Of course not. I’m not sure how the newspapers were chosen for inclusion in the list.
Is Google Newspaper Archive easy to use?
Depends. If the newspaper name is distinctive and the date needed to search is known, then the answer is yes. Otherwise, probably not. Here’s a snapshot of some of the “W” newspapers.
Does this seem like a helpful list? NO. Other than the title of the newspaper, such as The Weekend Herald or The Weekly Times, Google posts no other descriptive data to help identify the town, county, state or country the paper is/was published in. Helpful this is not.
I’m lucky since Google lists the name of the newspaper as The Dubuque Telegraph-Herald. Otherwise, I may never have found it.
But the Search Tool rocks, right?
Um, you’d think? To search or “Google it,” it’s hit or miss. Quirky is a very generous description of the search function, which is ironic since finding things is how Google built its reputation. Some articles returned through search are pay-to-view.
I’ve never paid for an article though. For example, Google says that The Telegraph Herald available are from Oct. 27, 1901 – Dec. 20, 1931. But that’s not accurate since I’ve accessed papers up to 2003. I note the date, and then navigate through the newspaper myself since Google provides backdoor ways to access articles that aren’t available through the main navigation.
So don’t give up if you use this resource!
On February 13, I saw my favorite band in concert when Matchbox Twenty came to Western Michigan University’s Miller Auditorium in Kalamazoo on their ‘North’ tour. “American Idol” winner Phillip … Continue reading Matchbox Twenty
So I was going through some of my grandmother’s pictures and found a few of me as a child. This was a good reminder to me that not all history is from other generations. It’s good to take a look at your own history.
All pictures taken at the home of Grandma and Grandpa Davis [Spud and Marian (Bohnsack) Davis] in Scales Mound, Illinois. My cousin Dan Davis bought the farm from them in the late 1990s/early 2000s. Last year, he tore down the old homestead to build a new house. The brick is being recycled.
I think my favorite pictures are:
- the one of me as a baby and my hair is sticking out as if I’ve been electrocuted.
- the pictures of me with cats. I’m pretty sure I’m torturing the poor devils with my love and affection.
Hazel Bausman was an aunt to my maternal grandfather, Stanley “Spud” Davis. She died in a car accident in 1929. I found the following article discussing her accident and published … Continue reading Hazel Bausman Killed in Car Accident