Events: You’re Invited

Join the celebration of the spirit of emancipation in the 150 Year Anniversary of The Emancipation Proclamation

Emancipation: Becoming Free – Go Fly a Kite,Tuesday, October 1, 7:00 – 8:30 p.m.

Steve Shoemaker and President Bill Clinton

Steve Shoemaker and President Bill Clinton

Rev. Steve Shoemaker, host of Univ. of Illinois Public Radio interview program “Keepin’ the Faith” and published poet. Location: Shepherd of the Hill Presbyterian Church, 145 Engler Blvd. in Chaska

The Slaves Speak: Voices from Slavery, Tuesday, October 15, 7:00 p.m.

Sojourner Truth

Sojourner Truth

Anticipating Emancipation Day (Oct. 26) Shepherd of the Hill Dialogues presents dramatic readings from the hearts and minds of the slaves and ex-slaves, like Sojourner Truth, pictured here with Abraham Lincoln.

Dramatic readings, insight into the period, the movement toward emancipation in our own time, and communal singing of the songs from the cotton fields (Swing Low, Sweet Chariot; My Lord! What a Morning, and other spirituals).
Location: Shepherd of the Hill Presbyterian Church.

Emancipation Day Celebration, Saturday, October 26 3:15 – 8:30 P.M. Location: Chaska High School

Sojourner Truth and President Abraham Lincoln

Sojourner Truth and President Abraham Lincoln

Mark the 150th Anniversary year of the Emancipation Proclamation celebrate the spirit of on-going spirit of emancipation for our time. Guest speaker and Music by guest artists Dennis Spears, Jerry Steele, Momoh Freeman , and the Valley Band and Chaska High School Choir.

Sponsors for Oct. 26 Emancipation Day Celebration: the Cities of Carver, Chanhassen Chaska and Victoria (Mayor’s Proclamations); Chaska Police Department, Chaska Human Rights Commission; Shepherd of the Hill Presbyterian Church; District 112 Office of Community Education; Carver County Library.

2 thoughts on “Events: You’re Invited

  1. I think that Gordon may welcome my feedback to his friend Steve.

    October 1, 2013 Rev. Shoemaker: I liked your presentation tonight. I have appreciated reading you on Gordon’s website for quite some time. Right, I find myself at my portal to the world at any of the 24 hours available. I have to report my reactions to kites and prisons. Yes I liked the emancipation angle in your words… as well as the opposite of emancipation.

    One of my all time favorite movies includes Bogart escaping from San Quentin. When I was a young taxi driver in San Rafael California, I drove many a passenger to San Quentin prison for a visit to a loved one. Later, when I was a mailman I delivered a good share of “special delivery” envelopes to the prison gate. I liked the assignments because San Quentin is beautiful… if you are free. I also delivered mail to a “prisoner support” organization in downtown San Rafael. Those visits to the prison activists included a couple hundred visits and a combined conversation of several hours. I learned a lot of the hard facts about prisons in the early 1970s. I also delivered mail to Angela Davis when she was in the San Rafael jail. Several years later I voted for her for vice president of the USA.

    I am convinced that people do not belong in prison on most drug charges. I am convinced that prisons are businesses with interest in steady “sales.” And, the commercial prisons are a disgusting development.

    This past June I went back to San Rafael for a nostalgia vacation. The trip included several ferry rides to San Francisco. The boat passes within conversation distance from one of the San Quentin yards. We had more than one ferry trip that included “cheerful” waving by prisoners to we the free… on the boat. The men looked strong and healthy. They were all dark skinned and young. A few minutes later we the passengers observed another free man on a surf board. He awaited our boat so that he could ride the wake. The ferry trip includes Alcatraz and an incredible view of the golden gate bridge.

    About twenty miles east of Alcatraz is Travis Air Force Base. The location was selected because of the strong winds. The Air Force needed the wind for pilot training of landing on aircraft carriers. I was a young soldier who piloted an IBM selectric typewriter across the road from the massive landing strips. The place had evolved into the starting and ending points for troops assigned to Vietnam. We had the terminal, the hospital, and the morgue. I evolved into an anti-war activist as I fulfilled my job of interviewing officers to ensure that their personnel records were in order on their comings and goings. The sound of jet engines blasted all ability to speak… about every 5 minutes. The walk back to my sleeping quarters was a mile long. In this incredible wind tunnel of a place, I never thought of kites… but I did think of the aerodynamics of my military caps. The soldier is required to be in full uniform during work hours. There is no break from that. My cap was New York cop style… or you might say Ralph Kramden bus driver style. So here is my “kite” story: I became an expert on striking the pose most likely to keep my cap from launching. I remember leaning into the wind and appreciating the support that the wind offered the weary soldier. Sometimes you would lose the cap. It was a dependable spectacle.

    I loved Belleville Illinois near St Louis… another Air Force base, near St. Louis. I was in downtown St. Louis one night during a tornado. Another memory of wind. And of my best wind experience was learning to sail a fast sailboat. There were cranes on Lake Bavaria here in Chaska that played with me when I sailed there.
    Sailing… that is kind of like …being the kite.

    On God and hymns. Right, although they sound better to me in German and Italian… and Latin, I love art inspired, or commissioned by religion. I liked your modern words, and the pledge sounds great.

    (I hear you Rev.)

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    • Bob, I’ll copy this and pass it on to Steve. They just left for their long drive home to Urbana. He refused to take the honorarium. “No” he said, “you’re my friend…and my publisher.” 🙂 What a guy.

      So glad to see you there last night, as I always am. When a dear friend goes to all that effort to be with us here in Chaska, I hold my breath hoping that people will attend. It was good and Steve thoroughly enjoyed it.

      Thanks for sharing your experiences here, Bob. They mean a lot to me and I know they will to Steve as well.

      See you soon.

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