tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post7670435574955140552..comments2023-06-13T08:23:51.707-05:00Comments on FLIGHTS OF PEGASUS: BLITCHTON Memoirs of Fleming Lee, Chapter 5, Part 1Fleminghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-67073783673258217372011-09-08T11:11:24.171-05:002011-09-08T11:11:24.171-05:00Hank, I did not receive an email from you! I wonde...Hank, I did not receive an email from you! I wondered what had happened. Please try again.<br />You have the right email address.<br /><br />fling@cfl.rr.com<br /><br />Thank you.<br /><br />FlemingAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-33366835761106637842011-09-08T10:25:49.937-05:002011-09-08T10:25:49.937-05:00Hi,
I tried sending you an email at fling@cfl.rr....Hi,<br /><br />I tried sending you an email at fling@cfl.rr.com. Did you receive it?Hank Gillettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17328364486555780403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-52676837576676503602011-08-23T07:56:49.432-05:002011-08-23T07:56:49.432-05:00Hank Gillette,thank you very much for the comment....Hank Gillette,thank you very much for the comment. I'm happy to learn that an uknown relative found my blog, and I would like to communicate more with you.<br /><br />Please send an email to fling@cfl.rr.com.<br /><br />I would write more now but I've written a reply 3 times only to have it rejected for some reason.<br /><br />Please write.<br /><br />Fleming Lee Blitch<br />fling@cfl.rr.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-43113672013336214232011-08-22T20:11:50.460-05:002011-08-22T20:11:50.460-05:00Mr. Lee,
I enjoyed very much reading your memorie...Mr. Lee,<br /><br />I enjoyed very much reading your memories of Blitchton. Though I grew up in Florida a generation later, your evocative writing brought back memories of my childhood.<br /><br />You and I are distant cousins, I believe. Your grandfather Simeon Hardee Blitch and my my 2nd great-grandfather Thomas L. Blitch were first cousins.<br /><br />I recently found an old newspaper article (from 1900) that said that Dr. S. H. Blitch and two other men were shot by a disturbed man named Robinson. One of the two men died, and the article said that it was believed that Dr. Blitch's wounds were mortal. Obviously that wasn't true, as he lived another twenty years. Are you familiar with this story?Hank Gillettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17328364486555780403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-74755383816243844802008-10-01T16:49:00.000-05:002008-10-01T16:49:00.000-05:00Oyama, thank you for the compliment! I'm especiall...Oyama, thank you for the compliment! I'm especially happy that I made you laugh. I'm grateful for your interest in my papers and will send an email.Fleminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-46234755937555734482008-10-01T16:43:00.000-05:002008-10-01T16:43:00.000-05:00Mr. Lee,I'm a grad student in the UF English dept....Mr. Lee,<BR/><BR/>I'm a grad student in the UF English dept. and I'm currently working on a project with your papers. I was wondering if I might be able to ask you a few questions that would help me greatly in my work. If so I can be contacted at: oyama@ufl.edu.<BR/><BR/>P.S. Greatly enjoyed your memoirs. I laughed out loud several times:)<BR/><BR/>Best,<BR/>Emilyoyamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12024105523940642150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-65657009772443479082007-11-27T23:39:00.000-05:002007-11-27T23:39:00.000-05:00The account of your grandmother not being able to ...The account of your grandmother not being able to help but smile on your arrival, stern woman though she was, put to mind one of the most moving scenes I've experienced in cinema: the ending of Tarkovsky's 'Solaris.'<BR/><BR/>In the book and movie, cosmonauts investigate a planet (Solaris) where strange, uncontrollable incidents have previously occurred. The planet is shrouded in gas and fog, but is able to corporeally manifest the dearest wishes of the cosmonauts. The main character's deceased wife comes back, and stays with him in his cabin, loving him and committing suicide as she did on earth. The manifestations go wrong one way or another, and all the crew members go mad, except the protagonist. He decides to go down to the planet's surface and face the source of the knowing.<BR/><BR/>When he lands, he sees the lake where he grew up, and walks around it towards his father's dacha. His father who had so bitterly opposed his profession and final journey into space comes out the door, they look at each other with deep fulfillment, and embrace.<BR/><BR/>If you watch the movie, the first time must be alone.MarcLordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17036432624426967890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-40005624761090453152007-11-27T16:07:00.000-05:002007-11-27T16:07:00.000-05:00Marclord, thank you very much. You've given me th...Marclord, thank you very much. You've given me the impetus to get on with putting the illustrations into Part 2 of Blitchton and getting it posted.Fleminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-68801559493827413582007-11-27T11:06:00.000-05:002007-11-27T11:06:00.000-05:00Fleming,Pardon my longish absence, I'd noticed thi...Fleming,<BR/><BR/>Pardon my longish absence, I'd noticed this and finally had the leisure and good sense to read and savor your time/space capsule. Keep going! I imagine it is difficult to write about the upcoming installments of the "fairer sex," but you've created expectations which must be obliged. Besides, you will serve as an inspiration and guide to me, which I don't quite know how to approach my own history with regards to wife and child.<BR/><BR/>I hope this finds you well and enjoying the Sunshine State.MarcLordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17036432624426967890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-88611609322257418852007-11-16T06:09:00.000-05:002007-11-16T06:09:00.000-05:00Thanks for the explanation about the margarine, Ro...Thanks for the explanation about the margarine, Robert.Fleminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-57504216742072571822007-11-15T11:05:00.000-05:002007-11-15T11:05:00.000-05:00My grandparents, who had lots of children, were ve...My grandparents, who had lots of children, were very poor indeed. I assume they sold the butter for a higher price than they had to pay for margarine.Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08023844543481324561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-34271227340980334312007-11-14T07:19:00.000-05:002007-11-14T07:19:00.000-05:00Robert, I'm pleased that you read about Blitchton ...Robert, I'm pleased that you read about Blitchton and commented.<BR/><BR/>I have a question: WHY would anybody sell good butter to buy a poor substitute, margarine?Fleminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-46191126543944498722007-11-13T18:31:00.000-05:002007-11-13T18:31:00.000-05:00My grandparents made their own butter too. They we...My grandparents made their own butter too. They were so poor that they sold it and bought margarine for home consumption.<BR/>How times have changed.<BR/>RobBobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08023844543481324561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-90601096758256666202007-10-25T06:11:00.000-05:002007-10-25T06:11:00.000-05:00Zoey, thanks very much for the great comment. I t...Zoey, thanks very much for the great comment. I think a lot of travelers "slept under the stars" when the rare roadside accomodations were more likely to be "tourist cabins" than motels.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the memories.Fleminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-56219259615650978912007-10-24T17:55:00.000-05:002007-10-24T17:55:00.000-05:00Wonderful memories Fleming. Nehi, wow. . . haven'...Wonderful memories Fleming. Nehi, wow. . . haven't heard that drink name in so long I can see one with the long bottle neck in my mind's eye. This reminds me of the old Florida I grew up in. Early 1950's were different but little townships were far apart. I remember my Dad driving us from Panama City Beach to Miami Beach where my Grandparents lived and it took us two days. We slept "under the stars" as Dad would say.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com