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Chapter 10: Back to Washington and Controversy

James Carson UNT Press PDF

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Against the Grain

Compilation and preparation of the Civil War records for public use had begun under a Congressional Resolution in May 1864. Work in earnest, however, did not start until 1874, when Congress provided the funding.

The effort had progressed slowly under various War Department officials until late 1877, by which time the Secretary of War G. W. McCrary had become “painfully aware that the war publications undertaking would take years to complete.” Just the Confederate records thus far collected

“filled a three-story building, and a single collection of Union telegrams amounted to more than two million entries.” All in all, there were tons of records yet to be exploited.2

In December 1877, McCrary detailed Lt. Col. Robert N. Scott, 3rd U.S.

Artillery, to “take charge of the bureau and devote himself exclusively to the work.”3 Scott, who had studied law before joining the Army as a second lieutenant in 1857, approached his task of collecting, selecting, and organizing the vast amount of material with “a legal concern for documentation and evidence.” Scott’s most significant contribution to the compilation of the records was to establish a set of criteria for selecting and authenticating records and documents to be included. First, the authenticity of any material obtained from private individuals must be certified in writing by the source. More importantly, each record must be

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8. Changes

Tom Killebrew UNT Press ePub

Chapter 8

The British Flying Training Schools began from the simple concept of utilizing American civilian flight schools to train pilots for the Royal Air Force. When the first schools opened in 1941, Britain stood alone against Nazi Germany, the war news was anything but good, and the need for trained aircrew acute. The schools opened in an atmosphere of haste and urgent need. The British Air Ministry had to create a new organization in the United States, the Royal Air Force Delegation in Washington, abbreviated RAFDEL, to administer the new training programs. Staffing for the Royal Air Force Delegation, staffing for the individual schools, and the school facilities all reflected this expedience.

As the war progressed, the Royal Air Force Delegation and the contract flight schools never remained static and in fact continued to grow and evolve. In many ways this evolution mirrored the changing war situation. As the Allied war effort slowly gained momentum around the world, the role of RAFDEL expanded and its staff increased. Enrollment in the British Flying Training Schools also increased, staffing levels rose, bolstered by combat veterans, the flight training curriculum expanded, and the individual school facilities were enlarged and improved.

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Conclusion to Three Decades of Engendering History

Edited by Linda Heidenreich with Antonia I. Castañeda UNT Press ePub

Conclusion to Three Decades of Engendering History

At UC, Berkeley in the 1970s, fewer than 500 Chicanos and Chicanas, graduate and undergraduate, attended the university—a university whose reputation was both liberal and trendsetting. Often, underrepresented minorities were able to find one another because we were so few. In most graduate departments, we were the first Mexican-origin admitted; on the entire campus, there was one pre-tenured faculty member. Stanford University was not in any better shape, as Antonia Castañeda would recite to our gatherings; other campuses in northern California were just awakening to the strange disjuncture between the state’s honored Spanish-Mexican heritage and its failures to provide that ethnic group upward mobility through education. In the more Latino populated areas of southern California, and at UCLA where Emma Pérez received her undergraduate degree and enrolled in a graduate program, the gaps were also evident between our presence in academe and the demographic realities outside the university. As graduate students and undergraduates, we were forced to deal with this reality in whatever unstructured ways we could; organizing seemed a logical outcome.

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Fred Nelligan: The Oregonian / By Molly Harbarger

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Fred Nelligan

The Oregonian

Nov. 12, 2014

By Molly Harbarger

In the grip of ALS, Fred Nelligan struggled with when to use Oregon's Death with Dignity law

As the man on the television screen charged up Mount St. Helens, the room fell silent. Off screen, Fred Nelligan sat in his maroon armchair, silently sobbing, his body atrophied and thin.

The September 2013 climb was possibly the last time Nelligan stood truly in his element—surrounded by friends, enjoying the physical accomplishment, soaking up nature.

Despite his robust presence in a video Nelligan shared with friends at his Milwaukie-area home last month, the longtime outdoorsman had struggled to keep up that day. Climbing the slope with his GoPro camera, he could see the backs of his friends grow smaller as they neared the summit.

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Maybe, he thought at the time, it was age. At 60, Nelligan was at least

10 years older than most of his climbing partners. Maybe it was his 40pound pack. As a volunteer in the backcountry and a search and rescue veteran, Nelligan always climbed with a full load of emergency supplies.

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1. July 1966

James G. Van Straten UNT Press ePub

Chapter 1

Very early on Sunday morning, 3 July 1966, while the rest of the country was celebrating a long Independence Day weekend, I had the sad task of saying goodbye to my wife and children.

After hugging each of our six little ones and telling them how much I loved them, I kissed my wife goodbye and held her tightly. I then threw my military duffel bag and one small suitcase into the trunk of the waiting taxi and got in for the short ride to San Antonio International Airport. I had hired the cab, despite our tight budget, not wanting to subject my wife to saying goodbye at the airport and then having to drive home with all the children.

As the cab pulled away from our home I waved a final goodbye. There stood my wife on the front steps with tears in her eyes holding our fragile, one-year-old baby, Michael. Clinging to one of her legs was our two-and-a-half-year-old son, Steven, while five-year-old Laurie clung to the other. And clustered around their mother and younger siblings were six-year-old Kathy, nine-year-old Susan, and ten-year-old Leslie.

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