re: Interesting historical pictures thread (add captions please)

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Lee Marvin as a Marine PFC.

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Capt. Kangaroo was his platoon sgt., and is credited by Marvin for saving his life on Iwo Jima

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Nah, that's false. Capt. Kangaroo never saw combat, unlike Marvin.

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pretty sure there's a you tube clip of Marvin on Johnny Carson telling of the event
ETA: just re-googled, apparently Lee Marvin was a lying sack of shite, of course he was a heavy drinker

Joining the tracks for the first transcontinental railroad. Promontory, Utah Territory 1869

Leo Frank being hanged. An engineer and superintendent of the National Pencil Company in Atlanta, Frank was convicted on August 25, 1913, for the murder of one of his factory workers, 13-year-old Mary Phagan. After Governor John M. Slaton believed there had been a miscarriage of justice, and commuted the sentence to life imprisonment. A crowd of 1,200 marched on Slaton's home in protest, and two months later Frank was kidnapped from prison by a lynch mob of 25 armed men who called themselves "Knights of Mary Phagan". Frank was driven 150 miles to Frey's Gin, near Phagan's home in Marietta, and murdered. A crowd gathered after the hanging; one man repeatedly stomped on Frank's face, while others took photographs, pieces of his nightshirt, and bits of the rope to sell as souvenirs

Also, this case is considered to be the cause of the rebirth of the Ku Klux Klan

My great uncle Lou took this pic:




The year was 1958. A mental patient escaped from the old Arkansas Mental Hospital which was
just off Markham (where the U of A Medical Center is now) and the police traced him to a
home a few blocks away where he was holding a woman hostage.

My Great Uncle Lou was working for KATV and went to the site. Gene Smith, an off duty LRPD officer, lived
next door and was asleep (wearing only his boxer shorts) when he was awakened by the
activity. (by now it was mid-afternoon.) He grabbed his gun and went out onto his
porch, just as the mental patient came out holding the lady as a shield. He didn't
see Mr. Smith and because Smith was to his side and the only police officer to have
a clear shot. One second after this picture was taken, the Officer Smith, in his boxers shot the man and killed him.

No one had known if the if the mental patient was armed - he wasn't -
but the other police, the reporters, photographers and by-standers across the street,
were hiding behind trees and parked cars, but Lou had walked brazenly out into the
middle of the street. Therefore he was the only one to get the photos. They were
published both on KATV and in the Arkansas Gazette and also Life Magazine had a
two page spread of the photo.

Either the TV station or the newspaper submitted the
photo to the Pulitizer Committee; Lou's photo came in second. BTW, the photo that
won the prize for 1958 was of a policeman patiently reasoning with a 2 year old boy
who was trying to cross the street during a parade in DC. Gene Smith was eventually
promoted to Chief of Police; he tragically died years later: murder/suicide with
his wife.

This is a picture of my Great Uncle Lou (left) and his co-worker being interviewed about the incident.

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City of Kijong-dong in North Korea.

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I've seen that village from the South Korean side of the Joint Security Area inside the DMZ. That giant tower was built for nothing but a flag pole. The matching South Korean village needed to replace their flag pole and they made it something like 10 ft taller than the old one. North Korea got penis envy and built that Eiffel Tower thing even tho their old flag pole was perfectly fine. The flag itself is so big it takes almost a 50 mph wind to move it.

Mobile Mardi Gras 1935

Mobile Mardi Gras 1900

Japanese-American Guarding German POWs, Barbour County, Alabama

Fort Morgan, Alabama 1914

Babe Ruth and the New York Yankees came to Mobile several times in the 1920s to play exhibition games

Mobile; Bankhead Tunnel 1940

June 18, 1964

"Rev. Ralph Abernathy from And the Walls Came Tumbling Down:

....Hosea Williams hit on the perfect plan, one that would help us beat the heat and challenge segregation at the same time: We would integrate the motel swimming pools.

"But how will we do that?" I asked. " As soon as we walk down the street with our bathing suits on, the police will surround us and keep us from getting near a pool."

"It's easy," said Hosea. "I've already got it worked out. A couple of our white friends will register at the Monson Motor Lodge. Then, we'll go by their rooms, one or two at a time. We'll change into bathing suits there and then step out the door and walk over to the pool. It's just a few steps. Before they know we're there, we'll be paddling around the pool."

It sounded like a good plan, so we agreed to try it. We slipped unnoticed into the motel and changed into our suits. Then we walked toward the pool, where about ten white people were already swimming. One of them saw us, then several more. They stared at us with uncomprehending eyes, telling themselves that we weren't going to do what it appeared we would do. Then, all at once, we plunged into the pool with them. Instantly they weren't sure whether they got out because they didn't want to share the pool with us or because they knew that the fireworks were about to begin.

Sure enough, in less than a minute the manager came rushing out of the lobby and over to the poolside, waving his hand frantically.

"You can't do that," he screamed. "Get out! Get out or I'll call the police."

We laughed and waved at him, and he wheeled around and charged back inside. H came charging back out a minute later with a five gallon can and held it poised over the water.

"OK," he said. "This is acid. Acid! If you don't get out I'll pour it in the water."

I turned to Hosea at that point and asked him if he thought the man really had acid in the can. "Probably," he said.

After warning us one more time, the manager turned up the can and some sort of red liquid spilled into the water and made a dark stain that began to spread. For a minute or so we were uneasy, but the stain disappeared before it spread to where we were standing in deep water.

The manager knew at the same time we did that our skins weren't going to burn off our bodies, so he cursed and ran back into the building. Five minutes later we heard the distant wail of a siren that grew louder and louder. At least two squad cars arrived and several policemen came rushing into the courtyard, as if they had been called to quell a riot.

"OK," one of them yelled. "You niggers are under arrest." "Fine," we said, "come in and put the cuffs on us."

"Come out of the water right now," the ranking officer barked and come to the edge, trying to reach out to grab an arm. Instinctively we all swam to the middle and began waving. The water was lukewarm in the burning Florida sun, but it was still soothing; so we saw no reason to hurry out of the pool and be hauled off to a hot jail. Besides, we were enjoying the frustration of the police, who were trying to arrest us without losing their dignity or getting wet.

They stood on the side, glaring at us and occasionally whispering to one another, white we floated on our backs or paddled around in small circles. One account has a policeman finally wading into the pool to make the collar, but I don't remember it that way. As I recall, we finally got tired of the game; and worrying about excessive exposure to the sun, we swam to the side, climbed out, and submitted to arrest."

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When a group of white and negro integrationist entered a segregated motel pool, manager James Brock poured acid into it, shouting "I'm cleaning the pool."

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Motel manager James Brock poured muriatic acid into the pool at the Monson Motor Lodge to try to get a group of demonstrators out ot the segregated pool. Later the demonstrators were arrested while Martin Luther King watched from across the street.

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FIRST BLACKS TO ENTER SWIMMINGPOOL AT ALL WHITE MOTEL, JUNE 18, 1964 Two rabbis had checked into the Monson Motor Lodge and the news media had been notified in advance that a "swim in" would occur at the pool on the afternoon of June 18, 1964. Two rabbi and five blacks were in the pool. Here an officer tries to hit one of the rabbis with his club. The demonstrators were arrested while Martin Luther King was across the street.

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A demontrator is taken away from the swimming pool at the Monson Motor Lodge in St. Augustine, Fl June 18, 1964

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An off duty police officer jumped into the pool to fight with the rabbis during a "swim In" at the pool of the Monson Motor Lodge June 18, 1964.

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Rabbis holding a prayer service with civil rights demonstrators in the parking lot of the Monson Motor Lodge in Saint Augustine, Florida, are attacked by motel manager James Brock (left).

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Motel manager James Brock (L) sits in his office at the Monson Motor Lodge and awaits the arrival of police after he locked the doors to his restaurant, barring Negro integrationalists (R) who saught service. Rev. Lavert Taylor, holding the book, led the group of 30 demonstrators, all of whom were arrested.

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