tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28789082419320775592024-03-12T19:43:10.828-07:00Kentucky Brick ManBrick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.comBlogger385125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-11714632019498565332017-03-20T19:22:00.001-07:002017-03-20T19:22:24.510-07:00Hobo inspecting the framing lumber.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have had a gray cat most of my life. First there was Mittens and Boots, my parents cat. Then there was Mr. Ted that I picked up in Charlottesville. After he killed the parakeet of Virginia linebacker Mike Power's girlfriend he was sent to exile in Richmond with Ross Deitch. Later he made the move to Newport and Cincinnati. When Becky first tried to pick him up he slashed her on the temple. !5 years ago I was working at 3032 Cohoon St. in O'Bryonville. I heard a noise in the rafter. It was an emaciated and terrified young cat. The next day I put out a can for him. By the second or third can we had totally flipped for each other. And it stayed that way from then on. I never thought there could be a better cat than Hobo and he felt the same way about me. He had another inseparable pal, Busby Berkeley, also an O'Bryonville cat. Last fall Hobo started to get weaker and weaker and now he rests out back.<br />
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<br />Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-59987004649136335762016-08-09T10:27:00.001-07:002016-08-09T10:27:24.844-07:00Floor and Wall FramingTime to frame the floor and walls of Mom's garden hut. The floor joists are new but the plywood and 2x4's are all collected over the last several years. Helping are Jasper. Durk Van Eaton and Jerry Wilinski. Busby likes to guard the floor.<br />
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<br />Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-60555720971272234982016-07-05T17:21:00.001-07:002016-07-05T17:21:20.529-07:00July 4th, 2016July 4th, 2016 New York City Visiting dear friend <a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=1344170662" href="https://www.facebook.com/imulthopp">Ingrid Multhopp</a>
at New York Presbyterian Hospital. From a Newport, Kentucky waitress at
Sylvia's Mexican Restaurant to a Manhattan author always the best.<br />
A
good chance to wander around town. I had lived here in the early 60's.
What a place to be a young teenager! The World's Fair. Mickey Mantle
still winning pennants at old Yankee Stadium. and Wilt Chamberlain
crushing the Knicks at the old Madison Square Garden. My Dad w<span class="text_exposed_show">as
a classics professor at Columbia University so my hangouts were
Riverside Park and Upper Broadway. Stood next to Richard Nixon and saw
John Kennedy in a motorcade. The Beatles came to town.</span><br />
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walked to Queens across the 59th Bridge and then it was down to 42nd St.
for a ping pong grudge match supreme at Bryant Park with <a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=1530219630" href="https://www.facebook.com/hans.multhopp">Hans Multhopp</a> . To <a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=1751697688" href="https://www.facebook.com/jane.messingschlager">Jane Messingschlager</a> goes the picture of 432 Park and the endangered teeny house and to New Yorker <a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=100000076295903" href="https://www.facebook.com/ellen.danos.7">Ellen Danos</a> Danos</span><br />
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Oregon. Longtime friend Gulnara with her first ever visitor from
Russia, her Dad Ramil. Off to explore the famous Rose Garden. Castle, a found
object artist at the Saturday Market. told me where to find a few of the
rare Oregon bricks. They were nestled under the roots of a fallen
cottonwood tree right below the St. John's Bridge<br />
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. You know they are going in Becky's hut.Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-36490555758414131632016-05-22T07:16:00.001-07:002016-05-22T07:16:53.042-07:00Isaac Jackson TetraultHere are a few pictures of my brand new grandson Isaac Jackson Tetrault.
My barber and I are currently negotiating a visit to Boston to see
him. In the last 40 years only my wife and my daughter have cut my hair
and I see no reason to change. But it suddenly looks like everyone is
well and so the plan now is a big blow out 2nd birthday celebration for
baby Simone at the end of June.<br />
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Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-67024560254839381772016-05-18T19:39:00.000-07:002016-05-18T19:39:04.337-07:00Mother's Day 2016<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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and then Kirkmont, the church camp in Logan County where Jo was a
counselor and the director. The Ohio countryside never looked so
beautiful.<br /> Afterwards when I mentioned to Jo that I didn't have a
picture of Becky on display she gave me this one. It is from the early
80's when we were poor as church mice and happy as clams. Becky went to
Florence Mall where she had her picture taken all gussied up at Glamour
Shots. In those days she didn't wear make up so after a couple of days
she threw them all out. Except one, which Jo secretly hid from her for
all these years. <br /> A special Mother's Day wish to my son and daughter, Jasper and </a><a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=599186512" href="https://www.facebook.com/sarah.tetrault">Sarah Gilliam Tetrault</a>.</div>
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I drove up to Springfield to see Grandma Jo. Fried chicken at Collier's. I bought this fine old oak door at a mansion on High St. Jo used to play bridge there.The door will be the entrance way to the brick garden hut I am building in Becky's memory. I rode my bike up through the corn fields towards Urbana. My first time up that way without my спутница жизни - my lifelong companion.Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-9904022174743857012015-08-06T17:50:00.000-07:002015-08-06T18:54:49.064-07:00Becky - one month later<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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August 6, 2015 exactly a month since my wife Rebecca died. In the mail I recently received the first two pictures from my old friend Sarah Timmel. The first is from her wedding to John 27 years ago. In the next picture with Terry and Jane Collins I am a sheik; Becky is simply chic. She is 39, still young. It was the year she traveled alone to Paris and Bilboa where at 3:00 A.M. at a bar she was called a Basque goddess, a line I myself would occasionally use on her, sometimes seriously. The next picture is my current favorite of her. Both she and Grandma Jo both look ready for anything. And finally about a year and a half ago at one of our favorites haunts, Tucker's Restaurant in Over-the-Rhine. She had her lipstick on to be more alluring. It was always the same story. As we drove over she would promise to help me but after breakfast she would always find something else way more important to do.<br />
<br />Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-54710495392513492932015-07-30T18:02:00.003-07:002015-07-30T18:02:56.814-07:00Saying Goodbye to Gulia My dear friend of the last eight years, Gulia is moving out to Portland. I met her the day after she arrived from Bakali. She was tired but excited and also worried. Her friend Renata was still stuck at the Moscow airport. A couple of years later Becky and I had the opportunity to visit Bakali, a small Tatar village near the Urals. Could there be a better place on earth?<br />
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Fast forward to a gathering of her friends to see her off. A couple of days later Gulia and I visited Kentucky's Natural Bridge and rode the chairlift just like I did with my Dad 35 years ago. Then it was to Miguel's Pizza and down to Muir Valley to look for cliffs and rock climbers. A very special day.Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-26215246159132929882015-07-23T07:12:00.001-07:002015-07-23T07:31:36.392-07:00Getting Started<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The weather was good. Time to uncover the old foundation wall that will support the brick hut. Sarah (the Bob Kitten) Fulmer had started the brick wall on Lexington Ave., Jesse Shelbourne had finished it. The are both here at 712 Washington Ave. to clean and tuck point the 150 year old stone wall. Also appearing in the line up is my first Russian teacher, Julia Wolf. Suddenly we are underway!Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-58571359481514996052015-07-12T18:53:00.001-07:002015-07-12T18:53:59.637-07:00Becky's funeralI went over to Newport's west side to compose myself before her funeral . Found an old Egypt brick on Lowell St. The funeral was at St. Paul's Episcopal Church where Becky had long sung in the choir. It was a great service. The light shone through the windows. The music was great. The church was standing room only. Afterwards there was a reception next door where Lagniappe played. Many flowers and a Collinwood brick from Mike Corn.It was a wonderful send off for a wonderful person. <br />
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Special thanks at the city to Tom Fromme, Bev Holiday, Bob Bramel, and Bob List.<br />
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I am starting up this blog again for a couple of reasons. Recently I obtained a permit to build a brick hut in the lot next door on Washington avenue here in Newport. I will be using all the different brick I have been collecting recently.<br />
I am also restarting it to honor my wife, Rebecca. For the last year and one half she has been going through pancreatic cancer. This brick hut is being built for her.<br />
Becky is at St. Elizabeth Hospice. Old friends Ben Sandmel and Ingrid Multhopp are here for a visit. Also pictured is dear friend Sarah (The Bob Kitten) Fulmer. She gave me a clock statue from the estate of Johnny TV Peluso. Together Sarah and went back to Lowell St. to score a DT&S brick.<br />
Ben with another friend Kim Reynolds. At a Reds game 40 years ago Kim playfully stuck lit matches in Ben's ear. Ben is still holding a grudge.<br />
Dan Bare with the bunny ears insulted Ingrid by asking her if she is the older or younger sister of her brother Hans. She is actually six years younger. Dan did spend five minutes explaining why it was a most reasonable question.<br />
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Today is June 30th, 2015 It is my<br />
granddaughter Simone Tetrault's first birthday. Here is a brick for her, a new one for me. I found it today. Thanks Herschel Freeman for calling me about the brick stash over on Lowell St. by the Licking River. And thanks John Adams for braving the rain to get me going with this computer. So where is the brick going? Stay tuned.Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-39687746221065198442013-05-30T05:15:00.000-07:002013-05-30T05:15:00.949-07:00Elmer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I picked this gravestone up in Fairmount at Dan Bare's who found it up on Harrison Avenue when somebody had cleared out an apartment. Elmer was a dog I am guessing. Right now the stone is resting in peace over at Mini Man our soon-to-be torn down shotgun.Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-80761361931446324702013-04-18T08:23:00.001-07:002013-04-18T08:23:50.984-07:00Gulia and Judge Susan Dlott at Naturalization Ceremony<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Recently we were over at the Federal Court House in downtown Cincinnati for the Naturalization Ceremony. It was a very moving event as there were people from all over the world, all with their own story, all becoming U.S. citizens. I met Gulnara Almukametova six years ago the day after she arrived here. I was so excited to meet a real live Tatar! A few years later Becky and I went to visit her hometown of Bakali. It is only one of the most wonderful places on earth. Gulia has always been a hard worker. These days she is selling cars and going to college. I am very proud of her.Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-24379597161192173992013-04-02T18:39:00.004-07:002013-04-02T19:05:45.340-07:00Rosie Red<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Cincinnati Reds Findlay Market Opening Day Parade Rosie Red is waving to us as we await the beginning of the parade. Becky and I were riding our bikes in the parade. It was a day when everyone is Cincinnati proud. There was plenty of time to take pictures as we waited up by Findlay Market.<br />
<br />Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-66457092336330737182013-04-02T18:35:00.002-07:002013-04-02T18:35:45.816-07:00Goshen Horse Thief Detective<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-7507161908891119732013-04-02T18:34:00.002-07:002013-04-02T18:48:26.903-07:00The World Famous Budweiser Clydesdales<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-3010825517321143692013-04-02T18:33:00.002-07:002013-04-02T18:50:03.781-07:00Streetcar and miniature bus<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-75972224633251558272013-04-02T18:32:00.001-07:002013-04-02T18:50:30.079-07:00Pirates<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-5907600856253063362013-04-02T18:30:00.002-07:002013-04-02T18:53:47.837-07:00Green Witch<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-66346746182423868992013-04-02T18:28:00.002-07:002013-04-02T18:59:33.813-07:004192 <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This guy was a little scary looking as his beard stuck out to the side. 4192, of course refers to Pete Rose.Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2878908241932077559.post-12834558157321447812013-04-02T18:27:00.002-07:002013-04-02T18:55:49.426-07:00Mosh Bikers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These guys were quite fearless riding 6' high bikes and drinking beer.Brick Manhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09620247677404140734noreply@blogger.com0