Junion Rockefeller 1874-1960

They say he’d gone to the Tucson hospital in December and was released late April and then returned maybe 12 days later and passed 2 days after that. a frequent winter visitor to tucson

karen wingate com blog about their homes, she from tucson

martha baird was the widow of his college roommate arthur moulton allen d. 1950 = second husband of 3, 1924 div adrian van laar

arizona inn dot com is where he was staying when he took ill

2200 east elm street Isabel Greenway opened it in 1930, az’s first congresswoman, her son jack a schoolfriend of bush and patty doar’s her granddaughter

 

 

make fun of life dot net/inspiration/john-d-rockefellers-statement-of-beliefs

 

from vanity fair excerpt of mr. david’s memoir, on rivera,  It was filled with contrasting images drawn from the Marxist canon: class conflict, oppression, and war as the theme on the “capitalist” side of the fresco; peace, cooperation, and human solidarity on the “Communist” side. The solution to these conflicts, at least in Rivera’s view, would come from the application of science and technology for the benefit of all. He filled the fresco with microscopes, telescopes, movie screens, and gigantic gears and levers to underline his point. When the mural was almost finished, he added a prominent and quite unmistakable portrait of Lenin joining hands with workers from around the world. This idyllic and somewhat fanciful grouping was balanced by a deftly done scene on the capitalist side of well-dressed men and women dancing, playing cards, and drinking martinis, all positioned under a microscope examining a slide filled with bacteria of social diseases. The backdrop for this was a scene of policemen beating workers while Catholic priests and Protestant ministers looked on approvingly.

check time magazine cover with forehead looking visible sic

mention tt he was hastily cremated, sir robt gates, the conspiracy that will not die, abt the rothschilds

i have to quit now.

 

About kathyfoshay

I'm all alone with the real end of the world and always looking for assistance and no one's ever contacted me from the hundreds of letters I'd sent while at the big homeless shelter, 2nd and D Streets, NW, as though anyone that tries to contact me gets disappeared, my life used as a LURE-gimmick that goes to how that Armageddon prophecy in that book of Revelation has been being snuck-through, and this is sort of the bottom of the barrel of ideas for trying to find assistance, thinking I could get all my various writings on this in one place that letter-recipients could then look up if they're interested. That means I'd have to see if I can send my emails to here, how to do that. Wordpress said there is a way but it entails that spam would also get the email address. My time for now it up I guess. Working in this sitting position isn't healthy for me but I've always got to be doing something toward trying to get hold of someone to help me. It's like I'm a microcosm of the Earth or the human race and if someone could help me out of this torture then that'd be a start on trying to get the whole Earth out of this. 5/1/17, still all this, etc., same situation. (7/14/18 now....) Now it's 2019.
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