Friday, September 09, 2011

Keith Alexander Glascoe

Please be sure to visit Project 2,996 to read about so many others that lost their lives on September 11, 2001.

KEITH ALEXANDER GLASCOE



During a discussion of our memories of September 11, 2001, a friend shared with us the story of her friend that was lost that day. I wanted to be sure his name had a face as part of the project.

A hero.

That seems to be the overwhelming word used to describe him. A hero in all regards. A brave firefighter, working for three and-a-half years with the Fire Department of New York Ladder Company 21, Keith was one of the first responders. Running in while hundreds ran out. While his life will forever be immortalized by his final act of bravery - Keith was a hero long before that day, in so many aspects of his life.

Keith has also been described as Giant Teddy Bear in many of his memorial messages. I love the visual that this description brings. Kind, friendly, genuine - big. Keith was a father to two sons, Nolan and Owen, his wife Veronica was pregnant with their third child, Keith, Jr., when this tragedy occurred.

Keith was born 12/9/62 in San Francisco, and from a young age played football. At 6'4" and over 270lbs, he must have dominated the field when he played at Midwood High School in Brooklyn. He played offensive tackle, defensive end and kicker. He went on to play football at Springfield College in Springfield, MA for two years and then transferred to Delaware State College in Dover, DE. Keith graduated from Delaware State with a Bachelor in Business Administration. After graduation, he went to the New York Jets football training camp, but left after he sustained shoulder and neck injuries. He then went to Italy and played American football there, also becoming quite fluent in Italian. Later Keith played for the FDNY's football team.

Beginning his work as a public servant, he worked for a while at the New York City Children's Welfare Agency (CWA) which works to improve the lives of inner-city children.

During this time, Keith also began to pursue his acting career. He appeared in print ads, commercials and television programs including the made-for-TV movie, ''Assault on Devil's Island''. The highlight of his acting career, and what he is often remembered for, was his role as ''Benny'' in the film, ''The Professional''.

In 2004, Keith had a street named in his honor in New York City. It is located between Adam Clayton Powell, Jr Boulevard and Malcolm X Boulevard. Representative Ed Towns said this of Keith at the dedication ceremony, "Keith's street belongs between these two streets that are named after two African-American men who devoted themselves to improving the lives of ordinary people. Keith Glascoe was the kind of man who saw a problem and wanted to find a solution. He was the kind of man who saw a need and sought to fill it. He was the kind of man who helped others. And gave his life in the process of doing so. That is why it is fitting that we name this street after this great public servant. "


The New York Times lists his additional surviving relatives as, "his parents Benjamin Alexander and Gloria Glascoe; sister and brother-in-law Lee and Calvert Wright; grandmother Addie Oliver; uncles Victor M. Oliver and Sinclair Acey; great uncles Stanford Lawson, Woodrow Guill and great-aunt Jerusha Bennet; a nephew, four nieces and a host of cousins & other relatives. Mother & father-in-law Regina & Jacinto Squef; brother-in-law Gustavo Adrian Squef; sisters-in-law Kristen and Marcela, and a large circle of friends including Pedro Barry, Patrick Fahey, Chris Jones and his FDNY colleagues also survive him."

Thank you for your service to our country. We will remember you. Rest in Peace.

“The Firefighter’s Prayer”


When I'm called to duty God

wherever flames may rage

give me strength to save a life

whatever be its age

Help me to embrace a little child

before it is too late

or save an older person from

the horror of that fate

Enable me to be alert

to hear the weakest shout

and quickly and efficiently

to put the fire out

I want to fill my calling and

to give the best in me

to guard my neighbor and

protect his property

And if according to your will

I have to lose my life

bless with your protecting hand

my children and my wife.”



Please look at the following links for other memorials and tributes to Keith.

http://www.9-11heroes.us/v/Keith_Alexander_Glascoe.php

http://www.nytimes.com/2001/11/16/classified/paid-notice-deaths-glascoe-keith-alexander.html

http://the343.org/keithglascoe.html

http://www.legacy.com/Sept11/Story.aspx?PersonID=136237

http://www.votesmart.org/speech_detail.php?sc_id=114618&keyword=&phrase=&contain=

http://beastarzmom.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-remember-we-care-keith-glascoe-1962.html

http://www.livingtributes.com/livingtribute.php?memid=984

http://www.nyc.gov/html/fdny/html/memorial/wtc/glascoe_keith_ff_lad021.shtml

http://bravestmemorial.net/html/members/glascoe_keith_fr_l021.html

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Pole Dancing

So, Julia just asked me if she could take Pole Dancing lessons.

She's 10.

Let's just say that my mouth couldn't have opened any wider if I was getting a cavity filled.

After I collected myself, I asked her what the heck she was talking about (OMGHOWDOESSHEKNOWWHATTHATEVENIS????).

Turns out she saw a Groupon coupon for 1/2 off Pole Dancing lessons when looking over my shoulder at my email. She thought it sounded great, because pole dancing is like the jig right? Like Polish people do?

Let's just say it took me about ten minutes before I could breathe between fits of laughter.

sigh...

Monday, March 28, 2011

New arrivals

So, I'd like to introduce the new arrivals to the Dough fam.

Yes, this is indeed a post about laundry. If you know me well, you know I have laundry stuffed in every room in our house. Since we left Arizona we've had a string of small/ineffective washer-dryer combos. With three little girls, we just never were able to keep up with it. Ever.

Our dryer was taking 4 cycles to dry a small load, and this is after we had it cleaned out. So a load of laundry took about 3-4 hours - and that's if I remembered to restart the dryer.

Now - we got a smoking deal on this set and whoa Nelly (yeah, I said whoa Nelly... what's your point?) what an upgrade. We went from a small top loader (about 10 years old with a broken control panel) that we bought off a friend that was moving for $25 (she threw in the dryer for free - which will tell you what the dryer is worth) to a large capacity front loading washing machine. I can't even tell you how much more laundry we can do in each load. About three times as much laundry - that's how much.

The new dryer - it dries! It is an energy saver model, so we can choose for it to run longer on a lower setting which adds to the drying time, but still - it takes about an hour to dry a full (really big!!) load versus 2-3 hours.

The best part - I can't believe how clean the clothes are. I didn't realize how ineffective our old washer was until we started seeing what this new one can do. Stains are disappearing and Anna's sleeves are CLEAN! That's huge.

This weekend we reached the end of the laundry pile. The END. As in - we cleaned out all the laundry from the dark crevices of baskets long forgotten. The laundry is caught up. We are only washing now what we take off of our bodies. That's huge. We haven't had that in five years.

I was able to fill two big garbage bags full of donate-able clothes. I also filled a bin of clothes that Julia and Anna had grown out of and are ready to be passed down. With all the clothes clean and in the drawer, it also makes it easy to plan for their summer wardrobes as I can see what the girls clearly need and what they don't now.

Sigh... I'm in love.

Well, if you managed to get this far, thanks. I know reading about laundry is about as much fun as doing laundry. Although, right now, doing laundry just isn't all that bad.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Emma

Things I love that she says:

Bal-a-lay = ballet

Pad-a-wan = pattern

I need a reset = when she's having a meltdown, she presses her heart against mine to reset her heart.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Spring songs

Yay ayayayay.

Here's the thing. (oh hai, how have you been? miss ya lots, love ya'll) I still like winter, don't get me wrong. I love the slower pace, the big fluffy snowflakes, watching the girls ice skate... all good.

This year though- I'm dancing with joy for Spring's arrival. We had four glorious spring like days here this week. The girls and I played outside and enjoyed the sun and warm air. Flip flops were dragged out of the closet and toes were freshly painted.

Today we have gone back to cold temps and possible snow, but I know what can be, what will be, soon enough.

I love that live where we can enjoy all four seasons. The long winter makes me truly appreciate those teeny tiny buds of spring even more.