Goodbye Uncle Fred

I got word this evening that my great uncle (once removed) Fred Turner passed away three days ago. He was a man who in many ways was larger than life.

I was always fascinated with him, even before I knew of his colorful history. I was only 6 when my grandfather died. In a way, I looked at Fred for hints of what my grandfather was like.

Fred was a supply officer of the Flying Tigers, the group of pilots who saw first action against the Japanese in World War II. He would sometimes take to the cockpit and fly over “The Hump”, as the Himaleya mountains were nicknamed.

After the war, he opened up his own law practice in Panama City. One of his cases was that of a poor man named Clarence Earl Gideon. Gideon was wrongly accused of burglary. Unable to hire a lawyer, Gideon was sent to prison, but successfully petitioned the U.S. Supreme Court for a retrial. With Fred as his court-appointed lawyer, Gideon finally won his freedom. The landmark case, Gideon vs. Wainwright, established the Public Defender System in the United States. That makes Fred the nation’s first public defender.

Fred continued to make a name for himself in Panama City, at one point even running unsuccessfully for mayor. He later retired as a Florida Circuit Court Judge, not bad work if you can get it.

Even in retirement, he couldn’t stay out of the limelight. After the attacks on September 11th, 2001, he made headlines by receiving a letter from Queen Elizabeth II. From a Panama City News Herald story:


QUEEN OF HEARTS

News Herald reporter Tom Quimby passed on this bit of blue-blood pen paling.

Retired circuit judge Fred Turner had a brush with royalty, Quimby said. Actually, we should say pen instead of brush.

Quimby noted that “retired Circuit Court Judge Fred Turner wrote Queen Elizabeth II, thanking her for a British military band’s rendition of The Star Spangled Banner.”

Turner said after watching the band play on television – a sympathetic British gesture following the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks – “he got up from his chair and went right to the typewriter.”

Turner’s brief letter to the queen got an unexpected reply. It read:

“The Queen wishes me to write and thank you for your very nice letter.

Her majesty is touched by all you say about the playing of the American National Anthem “The Star Spangled Banner,” during the Guard Changing Ceremony at Buckingham Palace a few days after the terrible events of September 11,and was so glad that the American Ambassador was able to be with The Duke of York to witness the occasion.

The Queen’s thoughts and prayers go out to all who are suffering as a result of the disasters and she much appreciates your kindness in writing her at this difficult time.”

The letter, complete with the royal seal of Buckingham Palace, reached Turner in late October.

“I thought the queen might still be miffed because of the letter we had written to King George,” Turner told Quimby, referring to the American Revolution. “It was nice to see that she had forgiven all our past foibles.”

Aside from all his accomplishments, he was also a great person. My parents worked for him in his law office for a while and spent much time with him and my great aunt. He was a storyteller, too, and regaled us with tales from China, or of his days as a lawyer or judge.

Tuesday’s Panama City News Herald has a teaser headline for tomorrow. It reads “Local Judicial Icon Judge Fred Turner, Dead At 81.” I’ll post a copy of the article here once it runs.

Uncle Fred was a colorful man. He lived an amazing life, overflowing with achievements. Through it all, he never lost that smile, or his ability to tell a joke. There was always a twinkle in his eye.

So long, Uncle Fred. We’ll miss you.

Cheap Thoughts

I am mildly irritated that I am not an industry titan by now.

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Your Mama Jokes

Time for a collection of “Your Mama” jokes. Add your favorite to the thread.

Your mama’s so fat, when she sits around the house, she sits AROUND the house.
Your mama’s so fat, when she dance, she makes the BAND skip.

Connect and Disconnect

In my Copious Amounts Of Spare Time, I’ve been trying to get my Packet8 DTA310 SIP telephone adapter to talk to my Asterisk PBX software. I was never successful in setting the SIP settings of the DTA310 so that it would register itself with the Asterisk.

I saw last night that Packet 8 has a new firmware update for the DTA. On the slim chance that it would solve my problems, I installed it last night.

Long story short, I went to bed disappointed. The new firmware supposedly fixes a lot of sound-quality issues with the adapter. However, it also hides the SIP settings behind a password-protected “Adavanced Configuration” page. Of course, there is no password, so there’s no way to set them. I retired for the evening thinking I’d have to revert to the old firmware.

Things looked different this morning, though. Kelly told me she heard ringing from the phone plugged into the adapter. Hmmm. After calling the Asterisk server from my mobile phone, the SIP phone did indeed ring!

So it seems the firmware actually DID fix my SIP registration problem. Only problem is, all the settings are still hidden from view. Now I face the prospect of flashing the old firmware in order to change the settings and then reflashing the current firmware to get those settings to work. Argggh! What a headache!

On the other hand, maybe I could just call up Packet 8 and get them to divulge the secret password to unlock the appropriate settings. Then I’d have it all.

Stay tuned for how things work out.

Linkage

I was scanning Slashdot this morning when I saw an interview with Georgy Russell, who recently ran for California governor. One of Georgy’s blog entries asked why rappers haven’t begun blogging.

I had to jump in and tell her that Chuck D, the legendary leader of Public Enemy, has got his own blog. In fact, he’s had one since 1999, longer than I have or any of my blogging friends.

So after pointing that out to Georgy, I decided I should add Chuck’s weblog to my links page, since the man shoots straight. I’ll also add Georgy to the list, too, because Governator or no Governator, we haven’t heard the last from her.

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Blowing Up Our Chance Of Success In Iraq

Looks like the war in Iraq is over. And we lost. Hang it up and go home, guys.

We’re now stooping to the level of the Israelis by bulldozing the family homes of suspects in the Blackhawk helicopter downings. Nevermind that these are only suspects and we haven’t made our case. Nevermind that the CIA has repeatedly warned that such tactics could only backfire. Someone, somewhere, thought it was a good idea.

What a way to win the trust of the populace. What a way to show we’re making Iraq better. Does anyone in charge of our military understand that these people lived under Saddam’s autocratic rule for decades, and as such, they don’t scare easily?

Leveling homes has worked wonderfully for Israel in Palestine. Now we’re building our own Palestine in Iraq. Don’t think Iraqis don’t see the similarities. This kind of treatment is a surefire way to get those Iraqis who were indifferent to American occupation to take sides. Against us.

We’re officially screwed.

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You Look Familiar…

A new sales guy started yesterday who said I looked like somebody on the HBO series OZ. I never watched the show, but from what I could learn from the website, I assume he means Beecher, played by Lee Tergesen.

What do y’all think? Do you think he looks like me at all?

Two people at Tuesday’s customer visit also thought they recognized me. Guess I have a generic face.
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Something’s Brewing

I’ve had the feeling the past few days that there is an important topic forming in my head. I’ve had hints of it but don’t have anything I can put down as of yet.

What it boils down to is that I’m discovering the depths of my artistic abilities, and feel the need to put them to use. Whether its writing, or sketching, or songwriting, photography…whatever. I’m feeling the need to express myself.

Part of it is my increasing self-confidence. When I tell people nowadays that I used to be painfully shy, they look at me really, really funny. I kind of find it hard to believe myself. Where I once had trouble looking people in the eye, I now do it on a regular basis. And with authority. It is no small feat to walk into a room full of total strangers, put on a song-and-dance routine, and look comfortable doing it.

But that’s what I do now for a living. And rather than be scared witless at the thought of performing without a net, I actually look FORWARD to the spontaneity of it all. Add in the constant stream of friends I make each day and I’m a happy camper. If only the travel didn’t take me away from my family, I’d be thrilled with things. That, and perhaps making slightly more money.

I hope to put these profound thoughts to postings in the near future, once I have time to settle in. Thanks for being the best test-audience available!