Daily Archives: September 10, 2011

Project 2996: Myrna Yaskulka

Myrna Yaskulka, like my own grandma, was a clotheshorse. People called her “the bag lady” because she always had a shopping bag with a new purchase in it. She owned a hundred pairs of sunglasses. She bought a graveplot overlooking Bloomingdale’s out at the mall. She loved to shop, period, end of sentence.

She was the kind of person who got noticed. She danced, she sang, she sold retail. :)

But she also loved her family and friends, and they loved her. Every birthday card was a perfect choice for the individual who got it. Her husband had been shot back in the 1980′s, leaving her a widow with kids to raise; but she seems to have managed it with panache.

She also liked her job as an executive secretary at Fred Alger Management, up on the 93rd floor of Tower One. She’d been working there for eleven years.

She was Jewish, and the family has a Star of David cut from 9/11 steel.

Myrna previously had two different 2996 posts dedicated to her, but both of the blogs involved have apparently gone down. I can’t think of anything better than to link to the many pages talking about her.

Memorial post by her son-in-law. Well worth your time.

Her obituary at Staten Island Live.com, chronicling that she’d just had the most fun summer of her life.

Profile from the New York Times.

Wonderful photos, at Voices of September 11.

A guestbook including the text of a Newsday article about her.

A wrenching article about her family’s grief and courage.

Guest Book at Legacy.com, full of remembrances. Guestbook at AmericanMemorials, also with a few comments. At 9-1-1 Memorials, “She was a real stunner.” A note at Prayers for Peace.

At CNN’s Memorial, a picture of her as a younger woman.

Her gravesite, listed at Find A Grave.

This post is part of the 2996 Project, an effort to commemorate all the victims of September 11, 2001.

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Project 2996: David Seima Aoyama

Baby boomer, Buddhist, accountant, peace activist. A very Californian sort of life, you may think.

But David Seima Aoyama (青山 世磨, AOYAMA Seima), or Seima David Aoyama, as some list him) was born up north in Hokkaido, Japan in 1953. At the time of his death, he was 48. Life was probably still a little tough for his parents in post-war Japan, but it was also a time of hope as well as hard work.

His family name, Aoyama, means “green mountain” or “blue mountain”. It’s probably from a town name or place name. His given name, Seima, is written to mean something like “improve the world”, or literally, “polish the world”, like a swordblade or a soul. David seems to be his chosen American use-name, though of course there’s a possibility that his parents were Japanese Christians.

Like many baby boomers, he probably dreamt of a wide open future of world peace. Japan had its own student unrest. But at some point he seems to have turned to seeking inner peace, becoming a member of the modern Buddhist sect called Soka Gakkai.

Soka Gakkai needs to be explained at this point, because Aoyama’s life was built around it. It was founded as a protest against the extreme nationalism and encouragement to war found in State Shinto, by a man who died in prison for it during WWII. It grew hugely during the Sixties and Seventies. It also became more controversial in Japan as it grew. (And in the US, at least in the immediate area where groups of adherents were found.) As with many controversial religious groups, the overall leader, Daisaku Ikeda, is very wealthy. He has a lot of business interests connected to Soka Gakkai, and he also heads a fairly powerful political party called New Komeito.

The stated goal of Soka Gakkai is to create an “inner revolution” in each of its followers, which will bring world peace, and they believe that they can receive whatever they want by chanting the right Buddhist chants. This puts them pretty far out on the esoteric Buddhism scale. They count as a “New Religion” for Japanese law purposes. Some even call Soka Gakkai a cult.

So for good or evil, joining such a group and staying in it was not exactly the plain vanilla Japanese thing to do. It might also have been a definite statement against the rise of the bizarre Japanese hardcore nationalism movement of the Sixties and Seventies. (The nationalism that led to a bestselling author leading a short-lived coup.)

It is also part of the proud and freaky American tradition of people coming to America, as immigrants or refugees or resident aliens, to live out their beliefs. Very often, they’re unusual beliefs. But from the Pilgrims and Puritans and Quakers (and recusant Catholics), to the Shakers, Spiritualists, Moravians, Mennonites, and Mormons, to all the many different religions found in today’s America, people have a right to “the pursuit of happiness” and inner peace. Here, they build and do good and prove themselves good neighbors, and help make America great. Or they break the laws, and find themselves meeting up with law enforcement. Or they don’t do constructive things, and fade away into obscure memory as the members get bored with it. Everyone has a chance to live and spread the word of what their beliefs demand, just as they do in commerce or science or art. Mr. Aoyama was a perfect example of someone exercising these rights.

I didn’t find out when he joined, and whether it were before or after he left Japan. What did his parents think? Were they still alive? Did he have any other siblings? All this is a mystery. I do know that he first emigrated to the US in 1977, and managed restaurants in Dallas and Memphis.

At any rate, Mr. Aoyama believed strongly enough in the group to join its administration, and to work at Soka Gakkai’s American branch in California, from 1983 on. There, he became the Director of Accounting for the whole American branch. People still remember his goofy grin.

His former office subordinate, Mr. Hamaguchi Kyota, remembers his determination to meet challenges, never intimidated by them. That determination continues to inspire him to make the most out of life. The only thing he thinks that would have frustrated Aoyama about dying so young was that he was dedicated to taking care of his family.

Mr. Aoyama lived in Culver City, California. He was married, and he had two children: his daughter, Emily, and a younger son. Apparently his wife and his daughter are also members of Soka Gakkai.

He was on board American Airlines Flight 11, on a business trip for his religion. None of his remains or belongings had been found, as of 2002. His daughter said that, at first, she had wishful thoughts that he had flown away from the plane like Superman.

She attended Soka Gakkai’s small liberal arts university in California, and hopes to follow in her father’s footsteps, working for peace.

He was born in Hokkaido. He lived a Californian. He died a New Yorker. He died exercising the natural law rights of every human being, because al-Qaeda wanted him deprived of them. But they did not stop him being what he chose to be.

USA Today’s brief profile of Mr. Aoyama.

2996 post by Paisley Amoeba.

CNN’s Memorial page, featuring tributes from those who knew him.

A tribute by Mr. Hamaguchi Kyota, who knew him personally. In Japanese.

Kenichi’s Japanese blog tribute to David Seima Aoyama.

A YouTube video of his picture.

A lady praying for him.

This post is part of the 2996 Project, an effort to commemorate all the victims of September 11, 2001.

This post has been extensively updated to add material and in response to a combox critique.

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The 2996 Project Needs Help

The 2996 Project started back in 2006.

At one point, all the fallen were covered and we were just adding new info or nice thoughts. But a lot of blogs and websites have faded away since then.

If you have a blog or webpage or anything of a public nature, please research one of the fallen that is listed as not being commemmorated in a post at this time, post about them, link back to the Project, and email cd roe 05 at yahoo com with the specific post’s URL.

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2996 Time Again

I’m afraid I didn’t get involved with 2996 Project this year. Its noble goal is to produce memorial posts for every single person who was brutally murdered by Al-Qaeda goons on September 11, 2001.

But my previous 2996 post, on Mr. Brian Martineau, is still up. Please visit. I’ve just received a nice comment from one of Mr. Martineau’s teachers, which enriches the memorial post quite a lot.

I also have a memorial 2996 post for Mori Sanae, a Japanese lady who was just trying to make a living in a strange land.

Please pray for the souls of these and all our dead.

Pray for our enemies as well, because those idiots need whatever prayers they can get. They make their own lives a hell on earth, and then they kill themselves trying to hurt us. Pathetic, pitiable, pointless, and loveless.

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Another Little Detail about 9/11

Local interview with one of the president’s close assistants on that day, a lady from the Navy.

Takeaways:

Never let your boss be surprised.

Never let your subordinate fall.

If you’ve done everything you can possibly do, just press on.

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If You Want a Little Retreat from 9/11 Coverage Tonight

Fr. Dowd, the Waiting in Joyful Hope blogger, is being consecrated as a bishop tonight in Montreal, at 7:30 PM EST. So if you want to crash the party, so to speak, there’s going to be a live camera feed from the Cathedral of Mary, Queen of the World.

Via Curt Jester.

I’m a great one for depressed brooding; so if I’m saying it can get to be a bit much, the rest of you amateurs are definitely allowed to take a break!

Also, if you are feeling paranoid about 2012 after watching some of the “lovely” tabloid videos pushing the end of the world, feel free to go over and read Beatus of Liebana’s Bloggentary. None of this scary music, video collage, Nostradamus and Mayan calendars stuff for him! And I’m almost done with translating all the Ezekiel wheels stuff from St. Gregory the Great.

BTW, in case people are wondering, I will be bumping up my 2996 posts shortly. But I think I’ll wait till the sun’s a bit further over the yardarm. Tomorrow will be a very long Sunday.

Speaking of which, a lot of towns are going to have free patriotic concerts and such on Sunday. Those of you with kids, it’s a good way to get them out of their TV/computer brooding mode and into the sunlight.

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Funny Video about Medicine Commercials

If Medication Ads Had Self-Awareness. :)

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“Tiny Tyrants”

Okay, it’s crude humor, but it’s pretty funny.

Dog toys shaped like (dead) Osama bin Laden and Saddam. With little X’s over their eyes. Only $14.99 for the pair, though it’s 8 bucks for shipping and handling. So, say, eleven and a half dollars each. A bit expensive for a squeaky toy, but I’m sure it’s fun to play with.

So yeah, squeaky toys in effigy. :)

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History Shows Are Always Instructive

Sometimes not so much about the history.

Watched a UK-made History Channel show, which opined casually as how all American sacrifices of people and goods were done overseas, and that World War II made the US rich. They then showed some rare color footage of New York’s most prosperous business district, on a sunny day, as evidence that Americans were carefree and rich. Even though the streets were empty and it was pretty much all women.

Now, nobody is going to deny that the UK, USSR, et al suffered more than the US. Admittedly, FDR and his cronies worked hard to encourage the idea that WWII saved the US from the Great Depression. But the US was out of the Depression before the war started. We didn’t get rich off WWII; we just didn’t get as poor as other countries, and we didn’t have the UK’s insane post-war determination to make people continue to suffer under rationing. To some extent, Americans were forced to save during the war because they had nothing much they could buy; but many people spent most of their cash on war bonds, and didn’t ever cash in. The difference was that the US had an economic boom after the war, and most of the world had no real way to boom while they were busy cleaning up.

And again, although people in the US didn’t get bombed, they certainly went through all the same rationing, scrap drives, squishing a zillion people into tiny apartments, and so on. The world’s first computer programmers were living in drafty summer cabins up on the windy hill at Sugar Camp. Huge cruddy housing developments and forests of Nissen huts went up to house those working defense industry jobs; probably most of the people who came up north from Kentucky and Tennessee and the South never went home again. People moved to towns they couldn’t even talk about, working jobs in the middle of nowhere that didn’t officially exist. Our entire country was remade forever, but ooh, we didn’t sacrifice. Bah.

But when foreign people who should know better have these kinds of crazy ideas about the US, you can see how we get so misunderstood.

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