Words and Deeds

I have taken the doctor’s words, “Quit eating junk,” to heart and am trying to work with my diet but I do not have any physical goads to get me walking more or stretching, weight lifting, doing more physical activities.  I am tempted to use the Nike, “Just do it!” slogan, that sort of worked over the weekend with getting the gardening done but I suspect there is some mental block that I need to remove so the physical in me can be more free.

The other day I got side-tracked by my Shakespeare course papers and was reading each one over and remembering (and being impressed) with my efforts.  I write papers, I write here, I work on the essays for the book — too slowly, it’s true, but I do do it.  Helen and I have been researching non-stop for six years now.  I went back to class and worked through my homework and studying issues and got to where I enjoyed the challenge of the mental work, got a couple more degrees, and I would like that for my physical self?

I remember when I bought my ten-speed bike and rode it to and from the Pentagon back in the 1970’s and my surprise the first time I made it all the way up the hill from Rock Creek Park.  There’s something there that I need to reclaim for myself, some physical self I have lost contact with.  The same self that identified with Cynthia Voigt’s, The Runner.

I have a pool now but I am afraid of it.  I do not have archery but I have not searched for that so I do not know that for sure.  I have a car and my time is all my own.  I have my pedometer and lots of places inside and out to walk to.  There’s a historic town just down the street.  Perhaps I could study Sykesville history as if I were studying Lewes and get some ideas from the physical that I have not gotten from internet searching?  Pattern recognition.  That’s what my body needs, pattern recognition.  That’s why I feel I would have liked boats and rowing, the repetitiveness.  There’s a thought:  Look for the pattern(s).

Emigration Date

I know when my great grandfather, Frank Charles Cantrell Cardin (1856-1936) came to the United States with his next older brother, Edmund (1854-1915) in 1873:


But I do not know when their mother, aunt, and grandmother came. Their older sister and brother-in-law and, I believe, aunt’s daughter and son-in-law emigrated in 1874 but the sequence of events and who came when, from where, etc. I would like to further understand. I believe I recall the aunt’s eldest daughter and son-in-law were married a week/month before getting on the ship and emigrating.

The above record is the original which shows Edmund and Frank lied about their age to appear older (so they would not get messed with or for some legal reason?). Too, they left from Liverpool, and there are many “Cardin” names in the records whose ships left from Liverpool and Queenstown. The number of Cardins leaving from that port and wrong dates of birth pose additional problems identifying my family members.