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		<title>All That Glimmers</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 17:03:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brooks Peters</dc:creator>
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Sometimes when conducting research one stumbles upon a little gem of a story buried within withered documents or obscure archives. This happened to me recently while digging deeper into the life of Jessie Reed, above, the gold-digging Ziegfeld showgirl who married my grandfather Leonard Reno. Tucked among some yellowed newspaper clippings was an item about [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My Old Kentucky Home</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 14:57:35 +0000</pubDate>
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Each spring when the horse-racing world turns its eye to Louisville and the Kentucky Derby, I can&#8217;t help but reminisce about a trip I took there a decade ago to ferret out my family&#8217;s murky past. One of the key places on my list was Calumet Farm, above (courtesy of LIFE), the epitome of Bluegrass [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Face to Face</title>
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Just a week ago, in a whimsical act of self-promotion, I joined Facebook, a little late to the party, hoping to let old friends and business associates know that yes, I am still alive, and to alert them to this blog. It&#8217;s been a fascinating and revealing experience. First of all, I had no idea [...]]]></description>
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		<title>On the Heels of a Shoemaker</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 15:02:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A few weeks ago, I wrote about my O&#8217;Hara ancestors from Salford, Lancashire in England and their careers as shoemakers.

Well, it just so happens that I was inspired to research my ancestors on my mother&#8217;s side of the family, the Quirks of Chicago, when I stumbled across an 1850 census record for one Francis Quirk, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>If The Shoemaker Fits</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 12:17:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brooks Peters</dc:creator>
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The other night I experienced a strange confluence of coincidental forces. While in the midst of research into my family&#8217;s roots in Salford, Lancashire, England, I just happened to have the TV on. I always check to see what&#8217;s playing on TCM when I&#8217;m home of an evening.  As I was reading about my [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Life Behind (Gay) Bars</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 15:38:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brooks Peters</dc:creator>
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Today is an important milestone for me. It&#8217;s been 25 years since I gave up alcohol and drugs. I have not had a glass of wine, a Wild Turkey on the rocks (my favorite), a hit of a joint, or even a valium in a quarter century.  That&#8217;s twice as long as I drank. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ace of Hearts</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 14:37:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brooks Peters</dc:creator>
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Fragments of a Life
Shortly after my parents died thirteen years ago, I was cleaning out the basement of my childhood home in preparation of selling the house. While sweeping out the storage closet, I stumbled upon a strange, black cardboard box that had been stashed behind a wardrobe trunk, unseen for nearly 30 years. It [...]]]></description>
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