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Uncle Jimmy Thompson bids ‘Opry’ goodbye |
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Thursday, May 24, 2012 |
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Editor’s Note: This is the final part of a two-part article on Uncle Jimmy Thompson. To read part one of this article, click here.
By KEN BECK The Wilson Post
After 1926, Thompson’s “Opry” career was about kaput. Only four appearances are documented for 1927, and his only turn in 1928 was on the anniversary show. His age and his taste for liquor most likely hastened his exit from the show that made him an instant celebrity.
“Uncle Jimmy was getting pretty old. He was 77 when he played on WSM and had a stroke and was blind in one eye. So it was pretty tough to get along, and it was a 40-mile trip from Laguardo. It was not just hopping over on the interstate,” Rumble said.
Alcohol proved the elderly musician's undoing.
“He really liked to drink. It was natural for those coming out of his tradition,” Rumble said. “Entertaining around the house and traveling along the road for tips, you get yourself a couple of snorts of whisky, everybody danced and had a good time. But that did not really work on radio where you had a structured show and have to get performers on and off. Sometimes they couldn’t get Uncle Jimmy to stop, and Hay had to escort him off stage. During his last performance, he had more than one too many, and he conked out and fell off the chair.” |
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Fantastic fiddlin' fanatic |
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Wednesday, May 23, 2012 |
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Editor’s Note: This is part one of a two-part article on Uncle Jimmy Thompson. Part two will be published in the Friday, May 25 edition of The Wilson Post.
By KEN BECK The Wilson Post
Whether he was the first performer to play on “The Grand Ole Opry” may be up for debate, but masterful, marathon fiddle player Uncle Jimmy Thompson definitely gets credit for putting the world famous Nashville radio show on the map.
The fiddler, who is buried in a cemetery near the Laguardo Church of Christ off of Highway 109, played for a solid hour the night of Nov. 28, 1925, and probably would have played all evening had not WSM station manager George D. Hay called it a day.
Asked by Hay if he was tired, Thompson replied, “Why, shucks, a man don’t get warmed up in an hour. I won an eight-day fiddling contest down at Dallas, and here’s my blue ribbon to prove it.”
Thompson's music spans three centuries, and his legacy continues. While the “Opry” thrives in its 85th year, the fiddler, who helped popularize the Saturday night radio show, would relish the idea that a bluegrass festival, part of Granville’s Heritage Days on Saturday, has been named in his honor. And, while he could never have imagined it, Thompson’s sawing on his fiddle may be heard around the globe via the Internet.
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‘Battleship’ sunk by lackluster action, storytelling |
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Wednesday, May 23, 2012 |
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By PATRICK HALL The Wilson Post
There has to be a number of difficulties to adapting a board game where players randomly select points on a grid to hit or miss an opponent’s secretly-placed nautical force, and “Battleship” certainly pays homage to the game, but achieves little else in terms of enjoyment.
“Battleship” is based on the classic Hasbro game that actually dates back to World War I, when it was played with pencil and paper.
The film depicts wayward hero Alex Hopper (Taylor Kitsch), his brother and U.S. Navy Commander, Stone Hopper (Alexander Skarsgard) who must repel an alien invasion during international Pacific war games off Hawaii.
The film starts by laying out the reason why the faceless and nameless antagonists come to earth. NASA sends a signal into space to a planet similar to earth, in hopes of contacting life. They succeed and bad things happen.
Nothing really happens for the first half-hour except attempts to show that Alex is a guy without much direction, while Stone is the polar opposite and gets his brother to join the Navy to give Alex some structure. Even though the opening is trying very hard to establish the characters, they’re still pretty one-dimensional.
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Wednesday, May 23, 2012 |
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By ANGEL KANE Wilson Living Magazine
So for the last few weeks I’ve been in a funk, thanks to a new addition to our menagerie.
It started about a month ago when I woke to constant banging. For days I could not find the source until I happened upon the dining room window. There, outside, was a beautiful, red cardinal perched on the windowsill looking in.
The cardinal immediately reminded me of an article I had read. In this article, the writer had felt that the red cardinal, which had recently appeared at her window, was her guardian angel during some trying times.
How neat, I thought, I have my own guardian angel, too. So as I turned around to leave, I was horrified when I heard BANG, BANG, BANG!!!
I quickly turned back to watch my guardian angel flying as fast as he could into the window, over and over and …over again.
Figures…my guardian angel would be completely deranged!! |
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