Showing posts with label Kansas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kansas. Show all posts

April 19, 2020

Metamorphosis Literary Agency of Olathe, Kansas


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April 14, 2019

Kansas Doesnt Get Enough Credit! Repost 2011

If you've never been to my neighbor state of Kansas, you're really missing out.  Kansas has some great history and places to visit.  For one, there's an ice cream place in Abilene that has the best ice cream I've ever had.  Last time I was there, it was still open.  Not sure of the  name but its right on the curve when you come into town.  Then there's the Russell Stovers factory.  I always make a stop there when I go.  I watch the candy makers (Chocolatiers?) and buy tons of off spec candy and eat it on the way home.  That's just one town.  Take a visit when you can and explore but until you do, here's a great repost from years ago that shouldn't be missed.  

Visit Kansas with Betsy Dornbusch

As I write this, the Jayhawks are a top seed in the National Tournament. I might live in Colorado now, but March Madness rolls around and suddenly I’m a Kansan again, watching the Jayhawks claw their way to the top of the rankings and then the tournaments, surprising sports writers and basketball fans everywhere. They don’t get the press the Eastern teams do, because, really, it’s Kansas, right? Not enough people live there to even care.
And true, there is an abundance of open space in Kansas, rolling fields and rock formations, dotted with towns.
The smaller population out on the prairie is so convenient for covert ops, I’m launching my WIP, the second installment of the SENTINEL series there:

Kaelin Trevet paused midway between his car and the old barn as the ground trembled. Carcasses of dried wheat crunched under his boots and invisible fingers crawled up his spine. Stiff from bumping along dirt roads and peering through the moonless night for errant deer, he tensed further as he listened for threat in the icy air. Nothing. Must be paranoia, thanks to his brother Aidan suggesting the enemy was causing earthquakes. Tonight’s drop was two hours south-east of Wichita, Kansas, of all places. No way Asmodai knew he was here.

Lawrence is one town I claim as “home”, having lived there for five years during college. It’s an interesting place, founded for political reasons to keep Kansas free of slavery. Anti-slavery Jayhawkers had to rebuild the town after it was ransacked and burned by pro-slavery Bushwackers in 1863. Their resilience gives writers the scope to which heroes might fall and rebound: they buried their dead and rebuilt, remaining firmly anti-slavery, participating in the Underground Railroad, and supplying travelers on the Oregon Trail. Lawrence school kids take regular field trips to see the preserved wheel ruts. And it retains its flair of freedom, expressed now with art and attitude and influenced by KU, with every bit the sophistication of nearby Kansas City. Today The Hawk still doles out cheap beer near campus, Sunflower Outdoor and Bike is always worth a stop, and the Jayhawk statue still hasn’t left its perch in front of Strong Hall, proving the local legend that a virgin has yet to graduate from KU.
Some of my happiest memories, though, are from Columbus, the little town where Grannie and Granddad lived. Picture a town square, a courthouse, a soda fountain, the biggest house in town converted to the mortuary, and a famous stone bathhouse fronting the town pool, and you’ve sized up Columbus. I attribute my love of small towns to my childhood visits there. Nowadays, we live about quarter-time in a small mountain town, where our kids take unsupervised trips to the park, candy shop, and swimming, just like I did in Columbus. There’s a certain measure of freedom for a kid in a small town, and it translates to adulthood, too. Life just doesn’t feel right unless I spend time with small town folk. And like me, Aidan and Kaelin get itchy if they don’t return to their own small town from time to time.
Everyone who drops in to leave a comment or question this week will win a copy of your choice of QUENCHED or QUENCHER or the new crime anthology DEADLY BY THE DOZEN that includes my story “Living on the Blood of Others.”

Betsy Dornbusch’s new urban fantasy, SENTINEL: ARCHIVE OF FIRE is forthcoming from Whiskey Creek in 2011. Under the penname Ainsley, Whiskey Creek Torrid published two of Betsy Dornbusch’s books last year, QUENCHED and QUENCHER. The first installment of the Salt Road Saga, LOST PRINCE, will be published in 2011, also by Torrid. When she’s not traversing I70 on her way to visit Kansas, Betsy splits her time between Superior and Grand Lake, Colorado. She runs a longstanding website, Sex Scenes at Starbucks, edits the magazine Electric Spec, and pretends to be a soccer mom. Nobody’s buying the soccer mom bit, though.
http://betsydornbusch.com/
http://electricspec.com/ 

April 8, 2018

Dwight Eisenhower Presidential Library and Boyhood Home in Kansas


When our kids were young, a friend of mine and I would find ways to entertain them every summer while they were out of school.  Poverty prevented lavish vacations but we still wanted to give them something that they could look back on as adults and say, “Remember when we…”

We would pick a place where we could drive there and back on one tank of gas. With coolers of drinks and picnic food, every Wednesday in the summer we would pile into my minivan and head out.


Abilene, Kansas was one of our many summer Wednesday field trips—mostly because I knew of this place my grandparents would stop that had the best homemade ice cream place on the planet when we we’d venture to Wichita to visit my aunt.  Not sure if my friend and I ever found that ice cream place on our trip but we did find the Russell Stovers candy factory, Old Abilene and Ike Eisenhower Boyhood Home and…his Presidential Library. 

Since I hadn’t been to Abilene for years, I was so young traveling with my grandparents that direction, I wasn’t aware there was a presidential library so near.  I was pretty excited to discover a place like that to take my kids.  Not all kids get to see that sort of thing…which really highlights my geekness. 

I’d never been to anything presidential so to find this extravagant library in this little town in Kansas was pretty cool.  From the beautiful construction to the shiny floors to the sound as we walked into the building, everything reeked importance and I watched my kids to make sure they didn’t leave too many fingerprints. 


Across the grounds, was, and still is, Eisenhower’s boyhood home, a welcoming Victorian.  I’m partial to Victorian homes, though I’d take some walls out to expand the tiny rooms. Why did they feel the need to have so many tiny rooms anyway?  Doesn’t matter really, it’s an impressive house just the same. 

The website says:
Built by the Eisenhower Foundation, with funds raised through public gifts, the Museum is constructed of Kansas limestone, quarried from Onaga Stone in Onaga, Kansas. Originally dedicated on Veterans Day in 1954, the Museum was built to honor all veterans of World War II and Abilene's hometown hero, General Dwight D. Eisenhower. 
If you have  the chance and a couple hours, and you’re in Abilene, it’s well worth the stop.

Here’s more info:

And for the record, every so often the kids will say, “Hey Mom, remember when we…”
Bonus!
More info on Old Abilene Town here: http://oldabilenecowtown.com/ I was excited to see its still running to a degree.  I can still hear my Grampa telling us we were going to go to Old Abilene.  He didn't let me get anything from the gift shop often...except for once.  I still have that...wish I still had my Grampa! Hallelujah he would say! 
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April 16, 2017

Who is Fred Harvey? Joyce Ann Brown of Kansas Tells Us.



Fredrick Henry Harvey was born on June 27th, 1835 in London, England.  Harvey moved to New York City in 1853 to start a new life.  He worked as a pot scrubber and busboy at Smith and McNell's Restaurant. He eventually moved up to a waiter and finally a line cook.  He learned the restaurant business inside and out.  He also worked as a freight agent, traveling throughout the Great Plains.  He traveled on trains, as most people did at that time.  Everyone had to bring their own food when they traveled by train because if you were even lucky enough to find some food available somewhere, the quality was extremely poor.  Having lived with this problem for far too long, Fred Harvey made an agreement with the Santa Fe railroad in 1876 to open an eatery in Topeka, Kansas.  Travelers were very happy to eat in a clean room with very well prepared meals.  It became so popular that Harvey eventually opened 47 Harvey House eateries, 30 Dining cars and 15 Hotels.  There was a Fred Harvey eatery every 100 miles along the Santa Fe line.  Fred Harvey died in Leavenworth, Kansas, February 9, 1901.
Come to The Fred Harvey Museum to learn more about his exciting life.

Harvey Houses 
The Fred Harvey Company had many operations from 1875 to 1970. There is a list of the Harvey eating establishments that we believe employed Harvey Girls in the museum.

The Fred Harvey Company employed male waiters up until 1883. Many waiters came in late and hung over and fought during working hours.  Having witnessed such bad behavior, Fred Harvey reportedly fired his entire staff of waiters in 1883 in Raton, New Mexico.  

From 1883 on, Fred Harvey only employed women as waitresses.  He called them Harvey Girls.  He put ads in newspapers across the East Coast and Midwest saying: "White, young women, 18 - 30 years of age, of good character, attractive and intelligent. $17.50 a month plus room, board, gratuity and transportation." That was a good wage at the time.

Come visit The Fred Harvey Museum for more information about The Harvey Girls.

In the early 1870s traveling by train was common method of transportation. Many Americans bundled onto the trains, heading out west. Along the way they would often become hungry. At that time if you wished to eat you had to wait for the train to stop then had exactly one hour to find a restaurant, order your food, and eat. Many passengers failed to make the time limit and were left stranded at the train station. Even those who succeeded found the fare available at the train stops less than appetizing. Fred Harvey, a young entrepreneur working for the railroad, noticed this lack in decent food and wanted to offer good food to travelers. He pitched the idea to Burlington Railroad Company originally, but was turned down. Next he presented the idea to Santa Fe Railway president Charles F. Morse who loved it. In 1876 Harvey opened a dining room in the Santa Fe Topeka train depot.


Soon Harvey House restaurants spread up and down the line, providing fine dining to railway costumers. By the early 1880s Harvey was operating 17 restaurants along Santa Fe's main line and by 1891 he had 15 Harvey House restaurants in operation. Harvey believed in giving perfect service, complete with linen and silverware, excellent food, and reasonable prices. In 1877 Harvey decided to open his first hotel and purchased a hotel in Peabody, adding fine accommodations. In 1881, noticing that the all male staff was often given trouble while trying to serve Harvey decided to replace them with the "Harvey girls." These were young women of good character and morals who would contract for a year’s service. They became known for their good looks, fine manners, and efficiency.

Harvey House establishments provided a clean, safe place to relax and enjoy a good meal in a polished and sophisticated surrounding. Where beans and biscuits had been the norm, diners could dine on thick, juicy steaks and hot, crispy hash browns. Meals were served on tables outfitted with imported linens, silver table service, and fine china, many personalized with the Fred Harvey name. To add to the sense of gentility, Harvey mandated that all men in the dining room must wear coats. To make sure that no one would be turned away, a supply of dark alpaca coats was always kept on hand.

Harvey girls wore the iconic black shirtwaist dress and perfectly starched white apron and cap. Thanks to the 1946 MGM musical The Harvey Girls (featuring Judy Garland), these young women were immortalized as a part of American railroad history.


When Harvey died in 1901, his empire included 45 restaurants and 20 dining cars in 12 states. Harvey’s sons and grandsons continued to run the restaurant business. The largest challenge they faced was the decline in railroad traffic and the mass production of automobiles and airplanes. Since the Harvey House restaurants were located on the rail lines, their business slowed. However the Fred Harvey Company expanded to meet this new demand, offering restaurants along many scenic highways, so as to catch the automobile traffic.
In 1968 the Hawaii-based Amfac (now called Xanterra) Corporation bought the Fred Harvey Company. The Amfac hotels and resorts throughout the world proudly adopted the Harvey quality standard.
Harvey House Roll Call - website listing Harvey House employees in New Mexico


When English immigrant Fred Harvey opened the first of more than 80 restaurants serving rail stops from the Midwest to California, he could not have imagined the contribution he was making to a social movement that would outlive the restaurants themselves. Nor could he have understood how those restaurants would influence the character of the West.

But Harvey waitresses — made famous by the 1946 Judy Garland movie “The Harvey Girls” — contributed more than labor to what some call the first restaurant chain in America. They helped gentrify the West and took part in a movement of young women away from the home and into self-sufficient employment.
“The Harvey Girls: Opportunity Bound” — a terrific documentary by L.A. filmmaker Katrina Parks — tells the story of the women who worked as wait staff for Harvey House restaurants, including the one at Union Station, beginning in the 1870s.

Unlike other diners near rail, Harvey House restaurants were clean and sold good, reasonably priced food on table linen and china. For 75 cents (in a 1943 menu) customers could dine on broiled fish almandine, potatoes O’Brien and Hawaiian slaw. A slice of apple pie was 15 cents. And the restaurants guaranteed that patrons would complete their meals before their trains — often loading up on water and passengers — were scheduled to depart.


At first, the Harvey company hired men to serve as waiters, since women were in short supply in the West. But the men — both customers and waiters — could be rowdy. So Harvey began advertising in Eastern and Midwest newspapers, offering employment to clean-cut, well-mannered and attractive women between 18 and 30. The pay was $17.50 a month plus tips. Room and board were free. The Harvey Girls wore distinctive black-and-white uniforms, worked long hours and had to abide by strict rules, including curfews. But for many, it was the first taste of freedom and freedom can be delicious, as the above clip suggests.

In addition, the film explores the life of Fred Harvey  and his company which left its mark by not only providing work opportunities for women, but by being among the first companies to promote cultural diversity in the workplace by hiring Hispanic and Native American women to be waitresses along with their Anglo peers. The Harvey Girls, whose workforce continued to flourish until the 1960s, were true pioneers and set a new standard of excellence for women in the workplace, paving the way for generations of independent young women to come.  This is their story!

 
Joyce Ann Brown owns rental properties in Kansas City with her husband. Her Psycho Cat and the Landlady Mysteries happen in rental properties. However, none of her tenants has been involved in theft, kidnapping, or murder, and her two cats, Moose and Chloe, are cuddly, not psycho.
 
Besides being a landlady, Joyce has worked as a story teller, a library media specialist, a Realtor, and a freelance writer. Her writing appears in local and national publications.
Catch a glimpse of Joyce Ann’s writing about all cozy subjects on her Cozy Mystery Journey Blog. Read about trails she walks in Kansas City on Hiking K.C. Trails.


Visit Joyce Ann Brown here: http://www.joyceannbrown.com and everyone who visits gets a free Ebook-directions on her site for that.
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April 17, 2016

Not So Crazy Kansas with Andrea Buginsky



When my husband and I moved from Florida to Kansas three years ago, our families and friends thought we were a little crazy. We didn’t know anyone here, and I had never been here before. My husband lived her for a couple of years when he was a teenager, and has always remembered it as his favorite place to live. So we decided to make the move. As an author, I can work from anywhere, so it had no effect on my career whatsoever.

Kansas City offers great shopping at the Plaza, wonderful shows at Starlight Theatre, Royals baseball, and Chiefs football.

But only fifteen minutes south is my little corner of the world, Overland Park. I love my wonderful town. It’s close enough to the city to enjoy all it has to offer, but in the beautiful suburban area that’s a lot less crowded. Overland Park has some wonderful sites of its own.

One of my favorite spots is the Arboretum, a 300-acre park made up of botanical gardens and the arboretum itself. Around 85% of the Arboretum is dedicated to preserving and restoring eight natural ecosystems. I love walking around the different areas of the park, seeing all the beautiful exhibits, flowers, trees, and statues. There’s a huge pond in the middle filled with coy fish that I could watch for hours.
As a writer, I find the whole area a sanctuary to let things go, clear my thoughts, breathe in mother nature, and perhaps come up with some beautiful scenery for my books. I’ve taken several pictures of the exhibits and love to flip through them from time to time.

A newer area of Overland Park I’ve recently discovered is Cinetopia, a unique movie complex with various theaters sporting a variety of themes. My favorite is the Living Room theater, where I can recline and put my feet up while enjoying the movie, and even order concessions to be delivered right to my seat. Prairiefire, a unique shopping center with a variety of stores, restaurants, and entertainment complexes. There’s a huge bowling alley and even a museum. It’s a great place to spend the day.
There’s even an in-theater restaurant. Cinetopia is located at

My third favorite place is the Louisburg Cider Mill, located about an hour south of Overland Park. The drive itself on US 69 is incredible, as you pass by beautiful farmlands. The cider mill provides a unique experience of watching the entire process of the cider being made, from the apples being rinsed and deposited into the mill, to the grinding and dispensing of the cider. There’s a wonderful country store where you can buy the delicious cider, along with other novelty items. I love stopping for fresh cider on days we want to go on long rides.

I might not have discovered a lot of Overland Park in the three years I’ve been here, but the areas I have discovered have been wonderful and unique. I’ve published two books since moving here, Fate and Striker’s Apprentice, and am currently writing my seventh book. I still have plenty of places I want to check out, including the rest of Prairiefire and the Farmer’s Market. I can’t wait to share my new experiences with you next year.
 
I’m offering up a mobi or nook copy of one of my books, winner's choice.
For more visit http://andreabuginskyauthor.blogspot.com/
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