Archive for September, 2012

“Prepositions”

Monday, September 3rd, 2012

# 105

“Prepositions”

IN DEFENSE OF COMMON SENSE
By Hetty Gray

February 14, 2012

Oh, they are integral parts of speech and necessary for written text and/or oral discourse, but they are more than that!

Perhaps more than any other speech we read as young students and remember as adults is Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address. Written by hand as the president traveled to the site of a horrific Civil War battle, it was delivered from the heart — not with the aid of a teleprompter.

For all the benefits of technology afforded by electronic wizards, the one I wish would disappear is that blasted teleprompter.

There is nothing wrong with a speaker being prepared. Glancing down at notes isn’t a sin. President Reagan, long regarded as “The Great Communicator” had his own sort of shorthand on small cards that guided him through his speeches. One of my most treasured books is a marvelous collection of his speeches. The cover shows him at his desk, pen in hand.

He was a prolific writer and the book “Love Ronnie” chronicles his letters to wife Nancy as he traveled about as a spokesperson for General Electric.

Back to speeches. There is an even or better chance that you not only read that speech given at Gettysburg but that you memorized it. If you are like most Americans, the words “Four score and seven years ago, our forefathers…” spark not only the beginning sentence, but also bring about a recollection the entire text.

We are on a brink of a different kind today — a brink that involves far more than weapons. With this in mind, it is not hard to extrapolate another phrase from a much earlier Lincoln speech.

In his words, “A house divided cannot stand.” Uttered when the nation faced a possible rift and a war among its citizens, the phrase is not hollow today. Those five words perfectly describe what we face now. We have a division among our leaders from the White House down to the floor of both the U.S. Senate and the U.S. House of Representatives.

That schism is very simple. It is an insult to the any household or small business and one choice would spell their doom. Put simply, you cannot spend more than you earn. Profit and solvency are not dirty words.

In essence, each American worker — young, old, man or woman — earns money from toil. Basically, they exchange time for money. They invest their time working and their reward is a paycheck. Government, on the other hand, does not earn. Government takes.

Those of us old enough to remember statements from other leaders who moved toward “redistribution of wealth” know that the practice never works. There is no country on the face of the earth where taking from one group and giving to another group worked. Oh, it sounds good, but it bodes ill.

It’s always amusing to me that so many so-called “celebrities” clamor to climb on the bandwagon for this view. Aha! But, consider this. They don’t do that unless they have so much money that they don’t have to worry about making the mortgage payment, answering the phone for fear it is a bill collector, lying awake at night trying to figure out how not to lay off an employee, or going without pay as an employer to keep a business in the black.

We listen to election coverage so much that we tune it out. That is sad, because the process should incite thought, not to turn off mentally. Mud isn’t new, but it usually reflects a lack of purpose. For example, with a weak argument, the strategy is to attack the opposition. Ideas and facts always top mud slinging, but mud slinging garners more press. And so it goes…

I am reminded of another Lincoln statement, one that comes at the close of the address. I dissect it to three words: of, by and for — those prepositions that led this column. Undoubtedly, you will remember portions of it: “that this nation under God shall have a new birth of freedom, and that government of the people, by the people, for the people shall not perish from the earth.”

Ponder these words: “nation under God”… “government of the people, by the people and for the people”… “shall not perish”.

We are in peril of losing the very freedoms our forefathers pledged their lives to secure. It is time for that new birth of freedom. Think about it.

“Lost Art”

Monday, September 3rd, 2012

# 104

“A Lost Art”

IN DEFENSE OF COMMON SENSE
By Hetty Gray

February 8, 2012

Spending time among the younger set is instructive and thought provoking to say the least. For some time I have noticed the small percentage of grocery customers who buy ingredients to “cook from scratch”. At first, I chalked it up to the convenience of the items they purchased, but I must admit that my opinion has changed.

After speaking to several men in their 40s about home cooking, I found that very few significant others, girlfriends or wives cook at all. I was most surprised to learn that some of these women don’t even clean!

I realize that Home Economics has suffered a sudden death among most schools, but what on earth did these women eat as they grew up? The answer probably lies in the fact that so many of their mothers worked outside the home.

That said, I know of many women my age (nearing 70) that worked and put lovely meals on the table. To me, it boils down (poor pun!) to pride and the value placed on keeping a home.

From comments related to me, many of the women in the 35-45 ranges consider housework beneath them. Well, it probably is! Beneath them you might find dirty floors, stained carpets, dust, crumbs, and assorted laundry items that didn’t find their way to the washer and dryer.

I am shocked at the number of friends these men had who work all day and go home to do everything else! I worked for a long time and had three boys at home. Later, I went to college full time carrying a 21-credit load and nobody ever went without a good meal, clean clothes or a clean house. Did I get tired? You bet I did, but it was my choice to spread myself thin and I did it without a second thought. My family came first — then my education.

It all adds up to what you are willing to do and how much the closest people in your life mean to you. I’m not sure how you change this picture. I know a few of these gals personally and they have no interest in doing “menial” chores. Oh, it’s nice for a husband or boyfriend to help, but they cannot carry the load all alone.

We emphasize all sorts of opportunities for women, and legitimate as they are, we do little or nothing to instill a sense of responsibility and a real appreciation for child rearing. The future of the country depends on the children. If society at large continues to place no emphasis on the home, we are doomed.
Don’t get me wrong. Nobody has to become the newest version of Betty Crocker or equal any of the cooking show hosts, but shouldn’t they be able to put a simple meal on the table? Give me oxygen. It takes more time to download your email than to make a meatloaf and put it in the oven.

If you have young girls in your neighborhood, invite them in and give them cooking lessons. You will be doing them a big favor and giving them a good start on a stable home life later on down the line. Cooking: it’s not just for the professionals. Make it a family affair. I taught my boys to cook when they were very small and they can all put a decent meal on the table. They know how to clean, do yard work, do laundry and iron — although they probably don’t do a lot of THAT these days!

I’ve had more than one compliment on their talents. I can’t take full credit, but I tried to give them a head start. Lets hope that mothers of girls do the same. As for the 40s guys seeking a wife and homemaker, I pray that they will find that equal partner someday. Homemakers are important people and should not be considered any less. Think about it.

Three Days

Monday, September 3rd, 2012

# 103

“Three Days”

IN DEFENSE OF COMMON SENSE
By Hetty Gray

February 2, 2012

In three days, my home state takes the spotlight and Indianapolis shines like a diamond when it hosts The NFL’s Super Bowl. For all the hype about the advertising and the rivalries, this event portends a great financial boon for the city and surrounding towns.

The airport will buzz, gas station cash registers will ring, hotel and motel rooms will be packed, restaurants will serve tens of thousands of meals, and many visitors will get that first glimpse of a city that has experienced a true Renaissance over the last decades.

No longer “India-No-Place” or “Nap Town,” Indianapolis is a truly beautiful city and its downtown is a virtual jewel among other cities of like size. Town leaders aided by thousands of volunteers invested years of work into a welcome for guests that will rival anything they have ever seen before.

Blocks of one downtown street were closed for months while designers transformed it into an area of music and entertainment with overhead heat in case of inclement weather. For football fans, there is no venue so highly prized. Ticket prices reflect that. However, most of us will relax in our homes among family and friends or pack sports bars and restaurants to watch with perfect strangers.

Nothing should dampen this venue for the city and the state. So much work has gone into the preparation. Threats have been made, but they are completely unnecessary and in the worst taste possible.

Enjoy the game. I hope the network covering the game airs scenes that highlight the beauty of Indianapolis. If so, those images will not only inspire a sense of pride from residents, but evoke warm memories for Hoosiers living elsewhere. Ticket holders will, no doubt, come away awed by the venues downtown — all accessible by foot. The mix of shopping, entertainment and food is amazing! Looking for a nice place to vacation next summer? Why not try Indianapolis? It offers much more than sports arenas and nothing tops Hoosier Hospitality.

It would take an entire column just to skim over Indiana’s attractions, so take a look at websites for both the State of Indiana and the City of Indianapolis.
The lights are burning late this week as planners put those finishing touches on all the preparations for Sunday’s game. They deserve a lot of credit. If you are volunteering, thanks to you, too!

For many of those of us Hoosiers close to the Colts, cheers will be for Eli Manning and the Giants. However, no matter who comes away with the Lombardi trophy, Indianapolis comes away THE winner. What a great opportunity for the city and the state! Have fun this weekend and enjoy the festivities!

What’s ahead…

Monday, September 3rd, 2012

# 102

What’s ahead…

IN DEFENSE OF COMMON SENSE
By Hetty Gray

January 24, 2012

There is something very soothing about soft light in the morning. After a long, dark night you awaken to or greet that soft light as you begin your day. So, too, is the rebirth of ideals long buried under political rhetoric.

If you have the time, read The Federalist Papers and The Five-Thousand-Year Leap.

Nothing is quite so amazing as delving into the original wording of our Founding Fathers and developing a finer appreciation for limited government.

What we have seen over the last three years is precisely what the Colonists fought to escape: over-arching government that, in laymen’s terms, stomped all over personal rights and denied liberty to citizens.

Moving forward, we enter a critical period of time in which we will point this country in the direction of smaller government or lapse into an abyss of huge government that completely skirts the basis for our US Constitution.

When you begin to hear “what’s fair” as an excuse for taking money from those who earn it and giving it to those who do not, you enter another realm: socialism. We don’t teach the basics of governmental systems in our schools anymore. Ask any young person what a socialist is and you won’t get much of an answer. Socialists appeal to groups they deem “disenfranchised,” yet it is our own government that continues to fuel their dependency.

I once had a great professor of African American history. She lamented that the basic building blocks of black society disappeared with integration and the huge slide into one parent families came when unmarried women could get money for dependent children. Before these seminal events, nearly all black families were units of mothers, fathers and children.

Poverty was a way of life for many, but within their own neighborhoods there were black merchants and professionals who served as role models for the children. When blacks with sufficient financial resources could move to the suburbs, the stratification virtually disappeared and what was left was not pretty. Once vibrant, busy areas fell into decay and breeding grounds for drugs, gangs and trouble.

I’m not sure there is an easy answer to this ghastly situation, but it will not self-correct. We are on the third generation of children of whom a good percentage has never seen a father in the home or even one parent go to work. Money comes in a government check and the schools are decrepit. Say what you wish about education, when black schools were a fact of life, many had faculties that rivaled colleges. I give as an example, Crispus Attucks High School in Indianapolis. That school, at its zenith, had more PhDs on its staff than any school in the state.

With the demise of the neighborhood school, in the wake of busing, parents were hard put to attend functions and the sense of belonging was gone.

Today, we see charter schools springing up in major cities, some of which are sponsored by corporations. They are successful because they fly in the face of public schools. Parents participate in lotteries just to get the chance to send their children to them. Uniforms are standard. Students face high expectations from teachers and administrators. Pride is endemic and success follows in its wake.

When we dumbed down education, we sentenced millions of children to bleak futures. Use two letters to spot huge gaps in what should be a basic education today. H is for history. History is cyclical. So, too, is human behavior. With a good understanding of history, one has the ability to spot red flags in current events and see what may be around the corner.

The other letter is E. Economics is much more than the old cliché guns and butter. Economics instills the importance of work and reward — of saving and establishing good credit — and a basic understanding of banking and finance.

We have lost our way educationally. With poor educations, voters are uninformed. You figure it out. The aging population with a good background in history and economics is dying out, and with it the common sense they live by. Move for early education — and not just in the ABCs. Move to infuse economics and history from kindergarten forward. Teach saving and the benefits of savings. It may take a generation, but without it, we are doomed. Think about it.

Ahoy, Maybe not…

Monday, September 3rd, 2012

# 101

IN DEFENSE OF COMMON SENSE
By Hetty Gray

January 16, 2012

Ahoy? Maybe not…

Mention the term and you get a plethora of responses. Some are highly enthusiastic, others negative — still more appear as what my grandmother could call “milk toast”. Ah, yes, hitting the high seas in the era of technology.

We’ve come a long way since that first hollowed out boat skimmed along some lake or inland waterway with an early inhabitant at the helm. Over the centuries, ships plied the world’s oceans more for trade than leisure. Yet, that changed markedly in the late twentieth century.

Caribbean cruise ships in the 1970s were gaining popularity and it didn’t take long for investors to figure out that bigger ships meant bigger profits. Today, it is not unusual to spy a liner carrying 4,000 or more people. Oh, they are opulent and awash with entertainment, but they are also the bailiwick for crime.
West Palm Beach, Florida, January 5, 2012: A teenager said she was raped by two passengers while aboard a Port Everglades-based cruise ship, lured from a teen dance club to a private room in the wee hours of the morning. A teenage boy and a young man were arrested at Port Everglades on Tuesday (January 3rd). Both live in Brazil, but are being held in Broward.
While this is a horrific experience for the young girl and her family, it also brings to mind the disappearances of a number of young women while aboard cruise liners in recent years.
January 3, 2011: The mysterious case of cruise passenger Amy Lynn Bradley is again in the news. Amy was traveling with her brother and parents when she disappeared 12 years ago while aboard the Royal Caribbean cruise ship, Rhapsody of the Seas. The ship had left Oranjestad, Aruba, and was sailing to Curaçao, in the Netherlands Antilles.
On March 24, 1998, at age 23, Amy vanished. The Bradley family was highly critical of Royal Caribbean who they faulted for the delay in responding to the incident and for what they felt was insensitivity toward their plight. Like most disappearances at sea, the cruise line’s “investigation” seemed designed to protect the cruise line’s image and legal interests. The FBI investigation, as usual, went nowhere.
Amy’s disappearance in 1998 occurred 6 to 7 years before the highly publicized cases of Merrian Carver in 2004 and George Smith IV in 2005, before the formation of the International Cruise Victims organization. Before five Congressional hearings that led to the passage of the Cruise Vessel Safety and Security Act of 2010, the Bradleys were fighting the cruise line largely alone.
Given the number of people who cruise every year, perhaps the crime statistics aren’t exactly earth shattering, but they are life changing for the families involved.
Younger members of our family traveled aboard ship about a year ago, and I took great pains to talk to a teenage granddaughter about never, but NEVER, walking around the ship alone and putting herself at risk without an adult present.
It is sad that such messages are even necessary. Alas, they are. Now, with the recent upending of the Costa Concordia off the Italian coast, travelers are left to worry about incompetent crew, ranking all the way to the captain.
The old saying “bigger is better” may not be the answer. With the many discounts available, it only takes a few hundred dollars to board a cruise ship. A small investment provides the enterprising criminal or voyeur a great opportunity to scout out and prey on victims.
One odd link among Amy’s and Natalee’s disappearances is one particular Caribbean island — Aruba— yes, the same paradise from which Natalee Holloway disappeared on her senior trip.

You see, Amy Bradley disappeared from Aruba in 1988, too. Iva Bradley explained that her 23-year-old daughter, Amy, befriended three men who worked on the cruise ship and they wanted to take her to a bar in Aruba. “They said they wanted to take her to a bar on Aruba that was called Carlos and Charlie’s,” said Bradley. “She made a face and said ‘I wouldn’t get off the ship with any of those guys anyway. That’s creepy.'”

Amy Bradley was last seen in her cabin at 5:15 a.m. By 6 a.m., she was nowhere to be found…. Bradley’s case remains open with the FBI. WVTM-TV in Birmingham, Ala., spoke with her case manager in Barbados but there wasn’t much she could say. But, even more disturbing, is what happened one year later. The woman confirmed reports of a sighting by a Naval officer one year after the woman disappeared.

The officer told the FBI he went to a brothel in Curac’l on Canal. He said an American girl leaned in and said: “My name is Amy Bradley. I need your help.”

Unfortunately he didn’t report the sighting for sometime and by then the brothel had burned to the ground. The FBI has released sketches of suspects in her case.

There is a $260,000 reward for information leading to Bradley’s whereabouts. Her family continues to hope that someone, somewhere, has information that could finally reunite the missing daughter with her parents.
Within day’s of Natalee Holloway’s disappearance, I wondered if Joran van der Sloot had actually sold Natalee to someone aboard a large private yacht. It certainly would explain why no body was ever found. Worldwide, lithe pretty blondes are hot commodities among those who ply the sex trade. Human trafficking is not just in the movies, folks. It is real and it is ongoing. Much more prevalent in Asia and the Middle East, it is not just a movie plot.
Brochures describe cruising as a blissful environment featuring unlimited food, stunning entertainment, lush islands, warm breezes, sylvan afternoons on a lounge chair with a good book, and moonlit walks along the promenade deck. All well and good, unless something goes wrong.

As with any activity, one must be careful and take all precautions. Have lucrative endeavors pushed ship owners to consider profits before passengers? Do the larger ships don’t exacerbate this need for profit? Piloting a huge ship remains a serious responsibility. Are there enough qualified captains to staff the growing number of ships?

Aside from possible criminal negligence on the part of the captain, there are the personal risks. Unexplained disappearances haven’t stopped, and they are not solely women. Remember George Smith?

Criticize plane travel all you want for being speedy and unexciting, but I haven’t heard of women disappearing from jet liners.

Mix tropical or exotic locales, late night bars, alcohol and strangers, and anything can happen. Go ahead and book the cruise. However, you might want to choose a smaller ship. Chances are you will be safe and sound on the mega liners, but be alert for the dangers among to large numbers of passengers and crew.
Movies like “The Poseidon Adventure (1972) and James Cameron’s Titanic (1997) focus on the edges of human existence — for example the tantalizing prospect of profit fueled by ego that may have prompted the chairman of the board of White Star Line that urged Captain Smith of the Titanic to rush to New York to break a new Transatlantic record.
Titanic devoteés are legion. They watch and read every film or scrap of literature linked to the 1912 catastrophe. Perhaps there will always be a lure to events of this type. Let’s just hope that the disasters remain where they are — in the past. As for the cruising today, “Buyer beware.” Have a good time, but take precautions. It is simple common sense.

The name

Monday, September 3rd, 2012

# 100

The name…
January 8, 2012

IN DEFENSE OF COMMON SENSE
By Hetty Gray

Sometimes, Americans are so familiar with a particular company that its very name evokes precisely what it is. Take, example, for facial tissue. You never heard someone ask for a Kimberly Clark, but they did ask for a Kleenex. It is close to certain that the Georgia pharmacist who concocted that first batch of Coca-Cola never imagined that “a burger and a coke” would survive as a standard phrase for decades.

And so it is with a proud old firm about to close its doors. Yet, its success stemmed directly from a crude device of the 1500s — yes, 600 years ago! Yet, that first idea didn’t blossom into a tangible product until 1826.

The word “photography” comes from the Greek: photo (light) and graphein (to draw). Sir John Herschel first used the word in 1839. It is, in truth, a method of recording images by light on a sensitive material. That first fixed image was the result eight hours work by Joseph Nicéphore Niépce. You may not be familiar with this name, but perhaps you will recognize the name of one of his French cohorts, Louis Jacques Mandé Daguerre. Work was slow but another twelve years until he could cut the time to less than 30 minutes and keep the image from disappearing from view. Hence, he named his method after himself. Ah, yes, the daguerreotype.

New York City had more than 70 studios for Daguerre’s process by 1850. You may remember those early Civil War Photographs by Matthew Brady. Those images preserved for all time the horrors of war and the impact of black and white.

English inventor Frederick Wratten founded Wratten and Wainwright, one of the original photographic supply businesses. It was Wratten who, in 1878 invented “noodling”, the process of silver bromide gelatin emulsions before washing. Later, in 1906, Wratten, assisted by Dr. C. E. Kenneth Mees, invented the first panchromatic plates in England. Wratten, according to wide sources, is remembered more for his photographic filters. Yet today, they bear his name, Wratten Filters.

Enter a man named George Eastman, a boy forced to drop out of school at age 14 to support his mother and sisters, one of whom was severely handicapped. Starting at an insurance company messenger boy, he quickly moved up to filing and writing policies, increasing his original $3 to $5 a week. After five years, Rochester Savings Bank hired him and tripled his salary to more than $15 a week. At 24, he planned to travel to Santo Domingo and bought a complete photographic outfit that featured all the equipment of the “wet plate” days. As big as a microwave oven, he needed a heavy tripod and a tent to spread the emulsion on the plates before exposing them and quickly develop them before they dried out. In the end, he didn’t make that anticipated trip, but he became so enamored with photography that he sought to simply the complicated process.

He read everything he could get his hands on and learned that photographers in England were making their own emulsions. Their plates remained sensitive after drying and could be exposed on the photographer’s individual schedule. Working at the bank during the day and experimenting his mother’s kitchen at night, he toiled at his dream. The website explains that his mother said that some nights George was so tired to undress and slept on a blanket next to the kitchen stove. Early in 1880, after three long years of work, he had not only invented the formula but had also patented a machine for preparing large number of plates. George knew he had a hot item and saw the promise of marketing the plates to other photographers.

In April 1880, George leased the third floor of a building on State Street in Rochester, New York, and began the manufacturing process. One of his first purchases? A second-hand engine for $125. George is quoted as saying, “I only needed a one-horsepower, but I thought perhaps business would grow up to it. It was worth a chance. I took it.”

Facing failure when plates went bad, he replaced. Said George, “Making good on those plates took our last dollar, but what he had left was more important — reputation.”

The word “Kodak” was first registered as a trademark in 1888. Again, according to the company’s biography of George Eastman, here has been some fanciful speculation, from time to time, on how the name was originated. But the plain truth is that Eastman invented it out of thin air.
Sometimes, the story behind a name is as fascinating as the company itself. So it is with Kodak.

In George’s words, explained: “I devised the name myself. The letter ‘K’ had been a favorite with me — it seems a strong, incisive sort of letter. It became a question of trying out a great number of combinations of letters that made words starting and ending with ‘K.’ The word ‘Kodak’ is the result.” Kodak’s distinctive yellow trade dress, which Eastman selected, is widely known throughout the world and is one of the company’s more valued assets.
Remember how much the English emulsion processes intrigued George? Remember Wratten and his filters? Well, in 1912, Eastman Kodak purchased the English company — Wratten’s company.

A firm supporter of his workers, he initiated profit sharing and retirement annuities — far ahead of major American companies at the time. Carl W. Ackerman wrote Eastman’s 1932 biography deemed Eastman a giant of his day and one who would not be recognized as such for many years.

His philanthropic interests included The Rochester Institute of Technology and M.I. T. in Massachusetts. The gift to M.I.T. was given anonymously, in the name of “Mr. Smith”. Dental health was close to his heart and he devised complete plans and financial resources for clinics in Rochester, London, Paris, Rome, Brussels and Stockholm.

When asked why he favored dental clinics, he replied, “I get more results for my money than in any other philanthropic scheme. It is a medical fact that children can have a better chance in life with better looks, better health and more vigor if the teeth, nose, throat and mouth are taken proper care of at the crucial time of childhood.”

If a smile is key to physical health, so, too, is inspiration. His love of music prompted him to establish The Eastman School of Music, a theater and a symphony orchestra. “It is fairly easy to employ skillful musicians. It is impossible to buy appreciation of music. Yet without a large body of people who get joy out of it, any attempt to develop musical resources of any city is doomed to failure,” he said. So his plan had a practical formula for exposing the public to music — with the result that the people of Rochester have for decades supported their own philharmonic orchestra.

Watching a company with such a rich history file for Chapter 11 is difficult.

Like Kleenex and Coke, we equate George’s product name with film itself: Kodak. The Kodak corporate website is awash with details on George Eastman’s life. But, did you know that the first casual reference to the Camera Obscura (+1000 on the Gregorian Calendar) was made by Aristotle in Problems (ca. 330BC). Aristotle questioned how the sun could make a circular image when it shone through a square hole. How far we have come….

Every marvelous invention has its lifespan, but it is particularly painful for many of us to see rolls of film fall to digital photography. Alas, about ten years ago, a service man swiped my little Brownie Hawkeye. A gift from my father, the box camera satin my office, complete with its original box. Proof is lacking, since I didn’t see him leave with it; but, suffice it to say, the Brownie was there the day he came and gone the next day. Enough of that…. there are thieves everywhere. I’m sure he thought he had a trophy. What he had, in fact, was a precious memory.

That tiny Kodak camera gave me a love for photography I treasure yet today. The thought of totally changing from 35mm film to Digital is a bit scary. The equipment is very different, yet the satisfaction is still there — that ability to relive a moment and hold on to loved ones no longer with me. Thank you, George Eastman, in the words of Bob Hope, “Thanks for the memories.” And for all those rolls and rolls of film….

(And thanks to the corporate website, a virtual treasure trove of information, much of which was not used in this column.)

Late Breaking News: Daniel Cooper, USA Today (today’s date):

It’s only January 10th and Kodak’s already having a terrible year: six days ago the beloved photography company was preparing for Chapter 11, but today its stock price leapt by 45 percent (and counting). The cause? The announcement of a new plan intended to pull the troubled company into the 21st century and, more importantly, into the black. It’s planning to simplify its business structure down to two divisions and reduce costs while pushing its successful range of printers. We’ve got the announcement after the break but hopefully we’ll see the century-old company live to see another day.

# 100

The name…
January 8, 2012

IN DEFENSE OF COMMON SENSE
By Hetty Gray

Sometimes, Americans are so familiar with a particular company that its very name evokes precisely what it is. Take, example, for facial tissue. You never heard someone ask for a Kimberly Clark, but they did ask for a Kleenex. It is close to certain that the Georgia pharmacist who concocted that first batch of Coca-Cola never imagined that “a burger and a coke” would survive as a standard phrase for decades.

And so it is with a proud old firm about to close its doors. Yet, its success stemmed directly from a crude device of the 1500s — yes, 600 years ago! Yet, that first idea didn’t blossom into a tangible product until 1826.

The word “photography” comes from the Greek: photo (light) and graphein (to draw). Sir John Herschel first used the word in 1839. It is, in truth, a method of recording images by light on a sensitive material. That first fixed image was the result eight hours work by Joseph Nicéphore Niépce. You may not be familiar with this name, but perhaps you will recognize the name of one of his French cohorts, Louis Jacques Mandé Daguerre. Work was slow but another twelve years until he could cut the time to less than 30 minutes and keep the image from disappearing from view. Hence, he named his method after himself. Ah, yes, the daguerreotype.

New York City had more than 70 studios for Daguerre’s process by 1850. You may remember those early Civil War Photographs by Matthew Brady. Those images preserved for all time the horrors of war and the impact of black and white.

English inventor Frederick Wratten founded Wratten and Wainwright, one of the original photographic supply businesses. It was Wratten who, in 1878 invented “noodling”, the process of silver bromide gelatin emulsions before washing. Later, in 1906, Wratten, assisted by Dr. C. E. Kenneth Mees, invented the first panchromatic plates in England. Wratten, according to wide sources, is remembered more for his photographic filters. Yet today, they bear his name, Wratten Filters.

Enter a man named George Eastman, a boy forced to drop out of school at age 14 to support his mother and sisters, one of whom was severely handicapped. Starting at an insurance company messenger boy, he quickly moved up to filing and writing policies, increasing his original $3 to $5 a week. After five years, Rochester Savings Bank hired him and tripled his salary to more than $15 a week. At 24, he planned to travel to Santo Domingo and bought a complete photographic outfit that featured all the equipment of the “wet plate” days. As big as a microwave oven, he needed a heavy tripod and a tent to spread the emulsion on the plates before exposing them and quickly develop them before they dried out. In the end, he didn’t make that anticipated trip, but he became so enamored with photography that he sought to simply the complicated process.

He read everything he could get his hands on and learned that photographers in England were making their own emulsions. Their plates remained sensitive after drying and could be exposed on the photographer’s individual schedule. Working at the bank during the day and experimenting his mother’s kitchen at night, he toiled at his dream. The website explains that his mother said that some nights George was so tired to undress and slept on a blanket next to the kitchen stove. Early in 1880, after three long years of work, he had not only invented the formula but had also patented a machine for preparing large number of plates. George knew he had a hot item and saw the promise of marketing the plates to other photographers.

In April 1880, George leased the third floor of a building on State Street in Rochester, New York, and began the manufacturing process. One of his first purchases? A second-hand engine for $125. George is quoted as saying, “I only needed a one-horsepower, but I thought perhaps business would grow up to it. It was worth a chance. I took it.”

Facing failure when plates went bad, he replaced. Said George, “Making good on those plates took our last dollar, but what he had left was more important — reputation.”

The word “Kodak” was first registered as a trademark in 1888. Again, according to the company’s biography of George Eastman, here has been some fanciful speculation, from time to time, on how the name was originated. But the plain truth is that Eastman invented it out of thin air.
Sometimes, the story behind a name is as fascinating as the company itself. So it is with Kodak.

In George’s words, explained: “I devised the name myself. The letter ‘K’ had been a favorite with me — it seems a strong, incisive sort of letter. It became a question of trying out a great number of combinations of letters that made words starting and ending with ‘K.’ The word ‘Kodak’ is the result.” Kodak’s distinctive yellow trade dress, which Eastman selected, is widely known throughout the world and is one of the company’s more valued assets.
Remember how much the English emulsion processes intrigued George? Remember Wratten and his filters? Well, in 1912, Eastman Kodak purchased the English company — Wratten’s company.

A firm supporter of his workers, he initiated profit sharing and retirement annuities — far ahead of major American companies at the time. Carl W. Ackerman wrote Eastman’s 1932 biography deemed Eastman a giant of his day and one who would not be recognized as such for many years.

His philanthropic interests included The Rochester Institute of Technology and M.I. T. in Massachusetts. The gift to M.I.T. was given anonymously, in the name of “Mr. Smith”. Dental health was close to his heart and he devised complete plans and financial resources for clinics in Rochester, London, Paris, Rome, Brussels and Stockholm.

When asked why he favored dental clinics, he replied, “I get more results for my money than in any other philanthropic scheme. It is a medical fact that children can have a better chance in life with better looks, better health and more vigor if the teeth, nose, throat and mouth are taken proper care of at the crucial time of childhood.”

If a smile is key to physical health, so, too, is inspiration. His love of music prompted him to establish The Eastman School of Music, a theater and a symphony orchestra. “It is fairly easy to employ skillful musicians. It is impossible to buy appreciation of music. Yet without a large body of people who get joy out of it, any attempt to develop musical resources of any city is doomed to failure,” he said. So his plan had a practical formula for exposing the public to music — with the result that the people of Rochester have for decades supported their own philharmonic orchestra.

Watching a company with such a rich history file for Chapter 11 is difficult.

Like Kleenex and Coke, we equate George’s product name with film itself: Kodak. The Kodak corporate website is awash with details on George Eastman’s life. But, did you know that the first casual reference to the Camera Obscura (+1000 on the Gregorian Calendar) was made by Aristotle in Problems (ca. 330BC). Aristotle questioned how the sun could make a circular image when it shone through a square hole. How far we have come….

Every marvelous invention has its lifespan, but it is particularly painful for many of us to see rolls of film fall to digital photography. Alas, about ten years ago, a service man swiped my little Brownie Hawkeye. A gift from my father, the box camera satin my office, complete with its original box. Proof is lacking, since I didn’t see him leave with it; but, suffice it to say, the Brownie was there the day he came and gone the next day. Enough of that…. there are thieves everywhere. I’m sure he thought he had a trophy. What he had, in fact, was a precious memory.

That tiny Kodak camera gave me a love for photography I treasure yet today. The thought of totally changing from 35mm film to Digital is a bit scary. The equipment is very different, yet the satisfaction is still there — that ability to relive a moment and hold on to loved ones no longer with me. Thank you, George Eastman, in the words of Bob Hope, “Thanks for the memories.” And for all those rolls and rolls of film….

(And thanks to the corporate website, a virtual treasure trove of information, much of which was not used in this column.)

Late Breaking News: Daniel Cooper, USA Today (today’s date):

It’s only January 10th and Kodak’s already having a terrible year: six days ago the beloved photography company was preparing for Chapter 11, but today its stock price leapt by 45 percent (and counting). The cause? The announcement of a new plan intended to pull the troubled company into the 21st century and, more importantly, into the black. It’s planning to simplify its business structure down to two divisions and reduce costs while pushing its successful range of printers. We’ve got the announcement after the break but hopefully we’ll see the century-old company live to see another day.

# 100

The name…
January 8, 2012

IN DEFENSE OF COMMON SENSE
By Hetty Gray

Sometimes, Americans are so familiar with a particular company that its very name evokes precisely what it is. Take, example, for facial tissue. You never heard someone ask for a Kimberly Clark, but they did ask for a Kleenex. It is close to certain that the Georgia pharmacist who concocted that first batch of Coca-Cola never imagined that “a burger and a coke” would survive as a standard phrase for decades.

And so it is with a proud old firm about to close its doors. Yet, its success stemmed directly from a crude device of the 1500s — yes, 600 years ago! Yet, that first idea didn’t blossom into a tangible product until 1826.

The word “photography” comes from the Greek: photo (light) and graphein (to draw). Sir John Herschel first used the word in 1839. It is, in truth, a method of recording images by light on a sensitive material. That first fixed image was the result eight hours work by Joseph Nicéphore Niépce. You may not be familiar with this name, but perhaps you will recognize the name of one of his French cohorts, Louis Jacques Mandé Daguerre. Work was slow but another twelve years until he could cut the time to less than 30 minutes and keep the image from disappearing from view. Hence, he named his method after himself. Ah, yes, the daguerreotype.

New York City had more than 70 studios for Daguerre’s process by 1850. You may remember those early Civil War Photographs by Matthew Brady. Those images preserved for all time the horrors of war and the impact of black and white.

English inventor Frederick Wratten founded Wratten and Wainwright, one of the original photographic supply businesses. It was Wratten who, in 1878 invented “noodling”, the process of silver bromide gelatin emulsions before washing. Later, in 1906, Wratten, assisted by Dr. C. E. Kenneth Mees, invented the first panchromatic plates in England. Wratten, according to wide sources, is remembered more for his photographic filters. Yet today, they bear his name, Wratten Filters.

Enter a man named George Eastman, a boy forced to drop out of school at age 14 to support his mother and sisters, one of whom was severely handicapped. Starting at an insurance company messenger boy, he quickly moved up to filing and writing policies, increasing his original $3 to $5 a week. After five years, Rochester Savings Bank hired him and tripled his salary to more than $15 a week. At 24, he planned to travel to Santo Domingo and bought a complete photographic outfit that featured all the equipment of the “wet plate” days. As big as a microwave oven, he needed a heavy tripod and a tent to spread the emulsion on the plates before exposing them and quickly develop them before they dried out. In the end, he didn’t make that anticipated trip, but he became so enamored with photography that he sought to simply the complicated process.

He read everything he could get his hands on and learned that photographers in England were making their own emulsions. Their plates remained sensitive after drying and could be exposed on the photographer’s individual schedule. Working at the bank during the day and experimenting his mother’s kitchen at night, he toiled at his dream. The website explains that his mother said that some nights George was so tired to undress and slept on a blanket next to the kitchen stove. Early in 1880, after three long years of work, he had not only invented the formula but had also patented a machine for preparing large number of plates. George knew he had a hot item and saw the promise of marketing the plates to other photographers.

In April 1880, George leased the third floor of a building on State Street in Rochester, New York, and began the manufacturing process. One of his first purchases? A second-hand engine for $125. George is quoted as saying, “I only needed a one-horsepower, but I thought perhaps business would grow up to it. It was worth a chance. I took it.”

Facing failure when plates went bad, he replaced. Said George, “Making good on those plates took our last dollar, but what he had left was more important — reputation.”

The word “Kodak” was first registered as a trademark in 1888. Again, according to the company’s biography of George Eastman, here has been some fanciful speculation, from time to time, on how the name was originated. But the plain truth is that Eastman invented it out of thin air.
Sometimes, the story behind a name is as fascinating as the company itself. So it is with Kodak.

In George’s words, explained: “I devised the name myself. The letter ‘K’ had been a favorite with me — it seems a strong, incisive sort of letter. It became a question of trying out a great number of combinations of letters that made words starting and ending with ‘K.’ The word ‘Kodak’ is the result.” Kodak’s distinctive yellow trade dress, which Eastman selected, is widely known throughout the world and is one of the company’s more valued assets.
Remember how much the English emulsion processes intrigued George? Remember Wratten and his filters? Well, in 1912, Eastman Kodak purchased the English company — Wratten’s company.

A firm supporter of his workers, he initiated profit sharing and retirement annuities — far ahead of major American companies at the time. Carl W. Ackerman wrote Eastman’s 1932 biography deemed Eastman a giant of his day and one who would not be recognized as such for many years.

His philanthropic interests included The Rochester Institute of Technology and M.I. T. in Massachusetts. The gift to M.I.T. was given anonymously, in the name of “Mr. Smith”. Dental health was close to his heart and he devised complete plans and financial resources for clinics in Rochester, London, Paris, Rome, Brussels and Stockholm.

When asked why he favored dental clinics, he replied, “I get more results for my money than in any other philanthropic scheme. It is a medical fact that children can have a better chance in life with better looks, better health and more vigor if the teeth, nose, throat and mouth are taken proper care of at the crucial time of childhood.”

If a smile is key to physical health, so, too, is inspiration. His love of music prompted him to establish The Eastman School of Music, a theater and a symphony orchestra. “It is fairly easy to employ skillful musicians. It is impossible to buy appreciation of music. Yet without a large body of people who get joy out of it, any attempt to develop musical resources of any city is doomed to failure,” he said. So his plan had a practical formula for exposing the public to music — with the result that the people of Rochester have for decades supported their own philharmonic orchestra.

Watching a company with such a rich history file for Chapter 11 is difficult.

Like Kleenex and Coke, we equate George’s product name with film itself: Kodak. The Kodak corporate website is awash with details on George Eastman’s life. But, did you know that the first casual reference to the Camera Obscura (+1000 on the Gregorian Calendar) was made by Aristotle in Problems (ca. 330BC). Aristotle questioned how the sun could make a circular image when it shone through a square hole. How far we have come….

Every marvelous invention has its lifespan, but it is particularly painful for many of us to see rolls of film fall to digital photography. Alas, about ten years ago, a service man swiped my little Brownie Hawkeye. A gift from my father, the box camera satin my office, complete with its original box. Proof is lacking, since I didn’t see him leave with it; but, suffice it to say, the Brownie was there the day he came and gone the next day. Enough of that…. there are thieves everywhere. I’m sure he thought he had a trophy. What he had, in fact, was a precious memory.

That tiny Kodak camera gave me a love for photography I treasure yet today. The thought of totally changing from 35mm film to Digital is a bit scary. The equipment is very different, yet the satisfaction is still there — that ability to relive a moment and hold on to loved ones no longer with me. Thank you, George Eastman, in the words of Bob Hope, “Thanks for the memories.” And for all those rolls and rolls of film….

(And thanks to the corporate website, a virtual treasure trove of information, much of which was not used in this column.)

Late Breaking News: Daniel Cooper, USA Today (today’s date):

It’s only January 10th and Kodak’s already having a terrible year: six days ago the beloved photography company was preparing for Chapter 11, but today its stock price leapt by 45 percent (and counting). The cause? The announcement of a new plan intended to pull the troubled company into the 21st century and, more importantly, into the black. It’s planning to simplify its business structure down to two divisions and reduce costs while pushing its successful range of printers. We’ve got the announcement after the break but hopefully we’ll see the century-old company live to see another day.