
Presidents are only human. They make mistakes. No, I’m not talking about Barack Obama’s broken promise to let everyone keep their existing health plan, or his broken promise to stay out of Iraq. I’m talking about John Kennedy, and how he misread history, unintentionally insulted the State of Virginia, and was compelled to make amends.
The story begins on Wednesday December 4, 1619. That’s the day 38 English settlers from the London Company, navigated their ship down the James River and onto Berkeley Hundred (Harrison’s Landing), in what is now Charles City, Virginia, just 20 miles upstream from Jamestown, which had been settled twelve years prior. The landing party was led by Captain John Woodlief, who, as prescribed in the company charter, ordered a day of Thanksgiving to be observed upon their arrival, and every December 4 thereafter.
Over time, Berkeley became known for its historic firsts. The first bourbon whiskey was made there in 1621 (by a preacher no less). “Taps” was played for the first time while the Union army was encamped at Berkeley in 1862. And, of course, it was the site of America’s first Thanksgiving. More on that in a moment.
In 1907 Berkeley was purchased by John Jamieson who had served as a Union drummer boy during the army’s encampment at the plantation. Ownership later fell to his son (and my friend) Malcolm, who passed away in 1997. Mac loved Berkeley and was aggressive in marketing the historic site, including through the use of promotional videos and commercials that I helped to produce. He invited the public to tour the house and grounds, sold Berkeley boxwoods and bourbon, and held an annual Thanksgiving pageant that attracted tourists from across the country. But the celebration wasn’t always widely recognized.
One hundred years after his father beat the Yankee drums at Berkeley, Mac was upset by something another Yankee did. In the fall of 1962, President Kennedy issued his yearly Thanksgiving Proclamation in which he recognized his home state of Massachusetts as the site of America’s first Thanksgiving. And so, on November 9th of that year, Virginia State Senator John Wicker was prompted by Mac to write to the President and point out Kennedy’s faux pas. In his telegram, Wicker referenced historical records about Berkeley’s celebration, which took place one full year before the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth in 1620.
Later that year, Kennedy confidant and noted historian Arthur Schlesinger sent a reply to Wicker with a tongue in cheek apology from the President. According to Berkeley records, Schlesinger “attributed the error to unconquerable New England bias on the part of the White House staff.”
The following year, on November 5, 1963, President Kennedy had to eat crow during his annual Thanksgiving proclamation, saying, “Over three centuries ago, our forefathers in Virginia and Massachusetts, far from home, in a lonely wilderness, set aside a day of thanksgiving.” Kennedy’s New England bias wouldn’t allow him to disavow Plymouth entirely, but Mac was happy that Berkeley finally gained official recognition for holding the first Thanksgiving, even if it was a shared honor.
Sadly it was to be Kennedy’s last proclamation. He was assassinated 17 days later in Dallas.
The holiday season is now upon us, and it’s a time for being thankful, celebrating with friends and family, and remembering fondly those who are no longer with us. And so I recall my visits with Mac Jamieson and his funny fervor over bragging rights to the first Thanksgiving. I remember him almost making me ill on two occasions, once when he drove his car erratically over the trails of historic Berkeley, and the other when, knowing I didn’t drink spirits, he shamed me into sampling some Berkeley bourbon.
Perhaps, though, it is appropriate that I am reminded of toasting America’s first Thanksgiving. Perhaps we all need to raise our glasses now and give thanks for the family and friends we love, and for the bounty we share. Perhaps we also need to pledge to help those who are less fortunate, and who continue to struggle in a still-weakened economy. Perhaps we would all do well to emulate those weary English settlers, and be thankful for just surviving another day of our long journey. So here’s a toast to Captain Woodlief, Berkeley, old Mac, and to that Yankee president who set the record straight. Happy Thanksgiving.









Bob was born and reared in Winston-Salem and attended Mineral Springs High School before joining the Army. In 1953 he went to work for WSJS-TV as the station’s first announcer. He also built sets and props, ran camera, and when WSJS needed a host for a new kids’ show, Bob did that job too. Over the decades that followed, Bob’s program aired at various times and days, first as a Monday through Friday entry, and later as a weekend show. Throughout his tenure on air, Bob always managed to entertain and educate his audience. As a prop master, Bob knew how to make anything, whether it was folding a dollar bill into a bow tie, or showing us the best way to put a Moravian Star together. He also had a sidekick to witness his handy work, a ventriloquist’s dummy named Van (later named “The Great Scott”). But no matter whether he was demonstrating a folding trick, revealing a secret code, or introducing a chapter of Radar Men from the Moon, Bob always seemed to have fun, and he never talked down to his young viewers. His quiet demeanor and self-deprecating style was evident to anyone who tuned in, and his trademark smile came easily and often, almost as if he was embarrassingly amused at what he had just said.
Always the tinkerer, Bob is also credited with designing and building WXII’s first remote truck from scratch, several years before they were commercially available. In fact, there was nothing Bob couldn’t do at the TV station, including filling in for a friend. One icy morning Dave Plyler couldn’t make it out of his driveway to host Today at Home, so Bob answered the call. Said Dave, “Bob had no fear. He easily made it to the television station and did a great job hosting my show.” Of course, Bob could host anything. That’s why on October 18, 1976, he was tapped to anchor a new morning show, called Daybreak. In addition to reporting the news and weather, Bob, a licensed pilot, also gave viewers a daily dose of aviation weather. The show aired from 6am to 7am, and was the first time WXII had broadcast live at that hour. In a 1976 interview, Bob told Jerry Kenion of the Greensboro Daily News, “I swore when I was in the Army I’d never take a job where I had to get up before 7am. Never say never.” Bob would host “Daybreak” for two years, then was laid off due to corporate downsizing. That led him to take a job as a crime prevention officer for the Forsyth County Sheriff’s office, a position he held until his retirement.



















Posted December 2, 2015 By Triad TodayHouston, We Have a Problem (With Transgenders)
Last month the voters of Houston rejected a measure that would have banned discrimination based on gender identity. The so-named H.E.R.O. act (Houston Equal Rights Ordinance) was a pet project of outgoing Mayor Annise Parker who sought to guarantee the LGBT community certain protections not currently afforded to them under Texas law.
Parker and her supporters blamed defeat of the measure on misleading and inflammatory TV ads produced by the opposition. Those ads essentially warned voters that if passed, the H.E.R.O. act would allow males who identify as females to use public restrooms and school facilities that are designated for women. Backers of the ordinance, along with many in the press, claimed that H.E.R.O. had nothing to do with bathrooms. In fact, they were wrong. It had everything to do with bathrooms, and for once, a right-wing, inflammatory TV ad was actually accurate. To be fair, the ordinance covered much more than just the use of public facilities. For example, it would have banned city government from discriminating against transgender people seeking employment and housing, and that’s OK. But if passed it would have also allowed an 18-year-old boy who thinks he’s a girl to use the girl’s restrooms and locker rooms at his local high school, and that’s not OK.
Said Texas Lt. Governor Dan Patrick, “No woman should have to share a public locker room or restroom with a man.” Parker on the other hand, complained that, “This was a campaign of fearmongering.” Hey Mayor Parker, it’s not mongering if the fear is real. Just ask residents of Massachusetts, Colorado, and Illinois who had absolutely no say in how their gender specific public facilities have been opened to transgender people, thanks to recent rulings by the courts and federal government.
The Massachusetts Department of Education, for example, issued an order two years ago requiring all public schools to allow transgender students to use bathrooms and locker rooms, and play on sports teams, in the gender to which they identify.
That same year in Colorado, 8-year-old Coy Mathis decided he wanted to be a girl, so his parents allowed him to grow his hair long and wear dresses to school. But their enabling didn’t stop there. Mr. and Mrs. Mathis demanded that Coy be allowed to use the girls’ restrooms or else they would take legal action. School officials pointed out that since Coy had a penis, he is still biologically a boy, and it wouldn’t be fair to other students to let him use the girls’ bathroom. In the spirit of compromise, however, the principal offered Coy the use of the school nurse’s private bathroom. That wasn’t good enough for Coy’s grandstanding parents, who hired an attorney and filed a complaint with the Colorado Civil Rights Division. They eventually won their case. That same year in Chicago’s district 211, an eighth-grade boy who identifies as a girl demanded to play on the girls’ soccer team, and to use the girls’ locker room.
Again, school officials tried to be accommodating. They allowed the boy to play on the girls’ team, but they installed a curtain in the locker room so that he could change in private. Not surprisingly the boy’s parents refused the gesture. A few weeks ago the case was decided by the US Department of Education who found that the school district had violated the boy’s rights under Title IX. If the district fails to comply with DOE’s ruling, it will lose all federal funding. That means thousands of students will either abdicate their own right to privacy, or else be denied a quality education. Of course that doesn’t matter to pushy, headline-grabbing parents who couldn’t give a shit about everyone else’s rights. Their arrogance and blatant disregard for others is what sets them apart from gays, lesbians, blacks, women, and other disenfranchised groups in their respective struggles for equality. Those movements never asked for special privileges or to infringe on the rights of others. They simply wanted the same rights as everyone else. Yes, they succeeded in changing social norms, but it’s one thing to disrupt the status quo, and quite another to disrupt the rights of those around you.
District 211 officials told the Chicago Tribune, “The students in our schools are teenagers, not adults, and one’s gender is not the same as one’s anatomy. Our responsibility as school administrators is to protect the privacy rights of all of our students.” And, following the Massachusetts ruling, Andrew Beckwith of the Massachusetts Family Institute told the Associated Press, “Boys need to use boys restrooms, and we base that on anatomical sex, not some sort of internalized gender identity.” Beckwith also wisely warned that policies being put in place by the Feds actually put transgender kids at higher risk for “peer ostracism, victimization, and bullying.” In other words, those recent rulings aren’t good for anyone, yet similar cases are still clogging up the courts, including two now being decided in Virginia and South Carolina.
If the transgender movement wants to advance, it needs to teach certain parents about compromise and common courtesy. It also needs to focus future referendums on achieving rights, and not demanding special privileges. If they fail in that regard, they risk diluting their message and their mission. As such, the Houston vote should be a wake-up call for transgender activists, and a rallying cry for those of us who resent government threats and intrusions.
We can all either peacefully co-exist, or we can continue to fight in the bathroom. Let’s hope for the former.