The 1866 Act of Congress was passed after a Treasury official placed his own face on fractional currency. This law banned portraits of any living person on "bonds, securities, notes, fractional or postal currency". This established the tradition of using only deceased individuals on U.S. currency.
However... specific congressional authorization has allowed for the creation of commemorative, non-circulating coins featuring living individuals.
Calvin Coolidge and half dollar coin to commemorate the 1926 nation's sesquicentennial
Eunice Kennedy Shriver: Featured on a commemorative silver dollar for the 1995 Special Olympics World Games
Nancy Reagan appeared on a 2016 First Spouse gold coin that was approved and minted while she was still alive, although she died before its official release.
Our earliest vacations (we could afford) were camping at lakes. We love to go on long day hikes (when we aren't cycling) which is easy living on the SC/NC border, but also like showers and bathrooms. Now our version of a vacation includes a Marriott resort and a fire-pit at the beach.
Wait, what? Anti-capitalism and anti-Christianity? What happened to the first amendment?
“The Trump Administration is facing mounting criticism over a sweeping directive that expands the government’s definition of domestic terrorism indicators to include a wide range of political beliefs, with lawmakers and civil liberties groups warning it could be used to criminalize dissent.
The order, which directs the FBI’s Joint Terrorism Task Force (JTTF) to investigate “networks, entities, and organizations that foment political violence,” identifies ideological markers such as anti-Americanism, anti-capitalism and anti-Christianity as potential red flags. Rights groups say that language is so broad it risks sweeping in protest movements, advocacy organizations, and critics of the administration.”
Who cares about the Alaska Native tribes when you can make money??? Paulson made $70 Million before any mining is done! Just as bad, foreign companies will own and operate the mines.
Let’s just rape and pillage the country so we can make it great again. It should be MBER (Make Billionaires Even Richer) printed on a green trucker’s cap.
Bill knows what my(now)late husband and I did back in 2001 when my Motorola flip phone was the height of mobile technology. We may as well had been off the grid in our extensive 7 month odyssey around the US plus Alaska, Canada, including Quebec and the Provinces. The world was always there when we found civilization again. It was a delightful time for the most part.
When we were kids (before the Partridge family), my dad bought an old school bus, took out most of the seats, threw in a couple of tables and some bunk beds in the back. We would drive out to see my mom’s family most summers. The smell of Zest soap brings it all back.
We took the train from San Diego to Seattle a few years ago and internet was patchy. I didn’t miss social media, but I did miss all the games on my iPad.
I had an old VW van (bought used in 1974) in my single days, took the middle seat out, put a single mattress in, sewed some curtains & put on rods around all the back windows, as well as between the front two seats & the back of the van so when I slept in the van no one could see me. My dog and I traveled cross country. Back in those days, we could stop at hotel parking lots and no one would bother us. I would use gas station restrooms, and do a quick sponge bath. Yep back in those days I was a little hippie girl. But never into any hard drugs or anything like that. But I did drive cross country by myself and never worried at all. Well, there were a few times that I did worry. But I knew how to take care of myself. I won’t go into those details.
We didn't have much money growing up (although I was never aware of that fact until much later). We were 5 kids, 2 adults and always a dog. My parents took us camping everywhere. Want to go to Disney? They saved up for several years, along with their friends, we drove down to FL., and all 10 families camped there -once. We spent every weekend camping at the beach on Fire Island (for those who don't know, Fire Island is a national seashore that runs along the bottom of, but completely detached from, Long Island). There was always anywhere from 8-15 families every single weekend. My mom gave birth to my younger sister in July and 2 weeks later we were back on the beach. Like clockwork, once the popup was opened, the canopy attached and the coolers in position, We would hang the tailgate of the jeep open, and sit on the back while my dad drove up and down the beach. We would jump out. grab pieces of wood for that night's fire, and jump back in.
Side note, our jeep had so much damage from the salt that we all had to sit with our feet on the hump because the floor was rotted and we could see the ground below us. I do not believe there were seatbelts in the vehicles at that time, but I could be wrong.
I learned to swim at the beach, I learned to survive rough water and rip tides there. Every major childhood milestone happened on the beach (we all lost a tooth there at some point). I also learned to fist fight there (I had a cousin who was a jerk and he picked on my foster brother relentlessly, so we got into it often). We had mud flats behind the dunes, where we'd mix the mud with salt water and have mud fights. They were the best days of our lives. Even now, when a song from the 70s comes on the radio, often times I'll tell my husband, "This is a beach song", and he gets it.
As my parents made more money (and a treatment was found for my dad's disability so he could work again after being disabled for 14 years) we ventured out on other camping trips; the Appalachian trail through Virginia, trips to Vermont, and finally a summer trip cross country in a motor home their friends bought. 13 people in one RV for 6 weeks. The stories I could tell.
I truly miss those days. So many memories came out of camping. I remember them like it was yesterday. We have a beautiful country, and I wish more people would take time to see it the way we did. Not from an airplane, but from the ground, the rest stops, the campgrounds. There is no better way.
I loved camping with my family when I was growing up & continued on through college & grad school & on till marriage… gosh, in the AZ dessert! On top of a pitch dark Colorado mountain no tents in the Rocky Mountains (born & raised) … or in Wyoming… &, &, &…
Got married, had kids, took me YEARS to convince that ex husband narcissist to go camping—- my kids ADORED it!!! My kids continue taking their kids, my 6 grandkids, camping—- they ALL love it!!!
I have to add a comment I’ve said at other times… so many of our citizens are so excited to go to other countries and brag about exploring other countries and they haven’t seen a third of our beautiful country. They don’t know the cultures and the people that make up our country.
The nobel prize is akin to getting a surprise in a box of Cracker Jacks.
About the Coin. I thought there was some rule stating that US coins cannot bear the image of a living president. LMK
Yes!!!
The 1866 Act of Congress was passed after a Treasury official placed his own face on fractional currency. This law banned portraits of any living person on "bonds, securities, notes, fractional or postal currency". This established the tradition of using only deceased individuals on U.S. currency.
However... specific congressional authorization has allowed for the creation of commemorative, non-circulating coins featuring living individuals.
Calvin Coolidge and half dollar coin to commemorate the 1926 nation's sesquicentennial
Eunice Kennedy Shriver: Featured on a commemorative silver dollar for the 1995 Special Olympics World Games
Nancy Reagan appeared on a 2016 First Spouse gold coin that was approved and minted while she was still alive, although she died before its official release.
(Note to my wife who reads this newsletter; I think a trip like this will be in our future, someday.)
Bill, & wife --- DON'T wait - do it!!!!!
P.S. I know a realtor who has a teardrop trailor & she has soooooo much fun!! And she has a largish dog.
Wishing everyone nice surprises when they reopen their emails after taking a break!
Our earliest vacations (we could afford) were camping at lakes. We love to go on long day hikes (when we aren't cycling) which is easy living on the SC/NC border, but also like showers and bathrooms. Now our version of a vacation includes a Marriott resort and a fire-pit at the beach.
Speaking of living off the grid, RIP Jane…
https://substack.com/@thedingodave/note/p-175339968?utm_source=notes-share-action&r=g5hbu
Re: security directive NSPM-7
Wait, what? Anti-capitalism and anti-Christianity? What happened to the first amendment?
“The Trump Administration is facing mounting criticism over a sweeping directive that expands the government’s definition of domestic terrorism indicators to include a wide range of political beliefs, with lawmakers and civil liberties groups warning it could be used to criminalize dissent.
The order, which directs the FBI’s Joint Terrorism Task Force (JTTF) to investigate “networks, entities, and organizations that foment political violence,” identifies ideological markers such as anti-Americanism, anti-capitalism and anti-Christianity as potential red flags. Rights groups say that language is so broad it risks sweeping in protest movements, advocacy organizations, and critics of the administration.”
https://time.com/7322106/trump-nspm-7-domestic-terrorism/
https://time.com/7317383/political-violence-america-trump-crackdown-right/
Now there’s this. The grift that keeps on grifting.
https://open.substack.com/pub/popularinformation/p/trump-approves-mining-road-delivers?r=np4n&utm_medium=ios
Who cares about the Alaska Native tribes when you can make money??? Paulson made $70 Million before any mining is done! Just as bad, foreign companies will own and operate the mines.
Let’s just rape and pillage the country so we can make it great again. It should be MBER (Make Billionaires Even Richer) printed on a green trucker’s cap.
Bill knows what my(now)late husband and I did back in 2001 when my Motorola flip phone was the height of mobile technology. We may as well had been off the grid in our extensive 7 month odyssey around the US plus Alaska, Canada, including Quebec and the Provinces. The world was always there when we found civilization again. It was a delightful time for the most part.
When we were kids (before the Partridge family), my dad bought an old school bus, took out most of the seats, threw in a couple of tables and some bunk beds in the back. We would drive out to see my mom’s family most summers. The smell of Zest soap brings it all back.
We took the train from San Diego to Seattle a few years ago and internet was patchy. I didn’t miss social media, but I did miss all the games on my iPad.
Sounds marvelous!
I had an old VW van (bought used in 1974) in my single days, took the middle seat out, put a single mattress in, sewed some curtains & put on rods around all the back windows, as well as between the front two seats & the back of the van so when I slept in the van no one could see me. My dog and I traveled cross country. Back in those days, we could stop at hotel parking lots and no one would bother us. I would use gas station restrooms, and do a quick sponge bath. Yep back in those days I was a little hippie girl. But never into any hard drugs or anything like that. But I did drive cross country by myself and never worried at all. Well, there were a few times that I did worry. But I knew how to take care of myself. I won’t go into those details.
We didn't have much money growing up (although I was never aware of that fact until much later). We were 5 kids, 2 adults and always a dog. My parents took us camping everywhere. Want to go to Disney? They saved up for several years, along with their friends, we drove down to FL., and all 10 families camped there -once. We spent every weekend camping at the beach on Fire Island (for those who don't know, Fire Island is a national seashore that runs along the bottom of, but completely detached from, Long Island). There was always anywhere from 8-15 families every single weekend. My mom gave birth to my younger sister in July and 2 weeks later we were back on the beach. Like clockwork, once the popup was opened, the canopy attached and the coolers in position, We would hang the tailgate of the jeep open, and sit on the back while my dad drove up and down the beach. We would jump out. grab pieces of wood for that night's fire, and jump back in.
Side note, our jeep had so much damage from the salt that we all had to sit with our feet on the hump because the floor was rotted and we could see the ground below us. I do not believe there were seatbelts in the vehicles at that time, but I could be wrong.
I learned to swim at the beach, I learned to survive rough water and rip tides there. Every major childhood milestone happened on the beach (we all lost a tooth there at some point). I also learned to fist fight there (I had a cousin who was a jerk and he picked on my foster brother relentlessly, so we got into it often). We had mud flats behind the dunes, where we'd mix the mud with salt water and have mud fights. They were the best days of our lives. Even now, when a song from the 70s comes on the radio, often times I'll tell my husband, "This is a beach song", and he gets it.
As my parents made more money (and a treatment was found for my dad's disability so he could work again after being disabled for 14 years) we ventured out on other camping trips; the Appalachian trail through Virginia, trips to Vermont, and finally a summer trip cross country in a motor home their friends bought. 13 people in one RV for 6 weeks. The stories I could tell.
I truly miss those days. So many memories came out of camping. I remember them like it was yesterday. We have a beautiful country, and I wish more people would take time to see it the way we did. Not from an airplane, but from the ground, the rest stops, the campgrounds. There is no better way.
Love love love love!!!
I loved camping with my family when I was growing up & continued on through college & grad school & on till marriage… gosh, in the AZ dessert! On top of a pitch dark Colorado mountain no tents in the Rocky Mountains (born & raised) … or in Wyoming… &, &, &…
Got married, had kids, took me YEARS to convince that ex husband narcissist to go camping—- my kids ADORED it!!! My kids continue taking their kids, my 6 grandkids, camping—- they ALL love it!!!
I have to add a comment I’ve said at other times… so many of our citizens are so excited to go to other countries and brag about exploring other countries and they haven’t seen a third of our beautiful country. They don’t know the cultures and the people that make up our country.