Tuesday, October 21, 2014

The Grapevine Storytelling Series

I am so pleased to be part of an exciting new storytelling series happening in Takoma Park, Maryland. The Grapevine is organized and hosted by storytellers Noa Baum, Tim Livengood and Jane Dorfman, the series features a wide range of storytelling styles and presenters. 

If you live in the DC Metro area, get these dates on your calendar, and check out their Facebook page for continuing updates and news:

Here is our schedule for the rest of the Fall 2014 season: 

November 6: 

Denise Clegg Bennett 
Denise Clegg Bennett performs at the Grapevine on 6 November 2014. Denise Bennett tells stories with heart, humor and harp. Whether telling stories from her peripatetic youth as an Air Force brat, or her own version of a folk tale, or wisdom stories from many traditions, her performances always include music; sung in what a long-time listener calls her “angelic” voice or played on the celtic harp. Denise brings over a decade of experience as a chaplain in a retirement community to her leadership in workshops and retreats and as a storytelling coach; storytelling and story-listening go hand in hand in her work. And though one of the residents at the home used to wink and say, “storyteller, huh? … that’s what my mama called lying” Denise’s stories always ring true, whether she made them up or not!

Recent performance highlights include:
America’s Best Storytellers Festival in Richmond, VA
“The Heart’s True Scale” for the National Storytelling Network Fringe Festival
“The G-Word; Womens’ Stories about God...or Not” at Cross Roads Art Center
Secretly Y’all (like the Grapevine only in Richmond with more of a drawl….)
Master Storyteller and author Elizabeth Ellis says, “Denise Bennett is a storyteller and a musician of exceptional talent. Her work is timeless, and flawless. Her work reminds us of the love that dwells in the deep heart’s core.” Find out more at http://storiesbydenise.com/

Megan Hicks 
Megan Hicks performs at the Grapevine on 6 November 2014. Megan Hicks brings the spoken word to life with characters that live and breathe long after her stories end. Her credits include the National Storytelling Festival, regional festivals throughout the U.S., schools and libraries nationwide, and tours on three continents. Currently, she lives near Philadelphia with the love of her life. And four cats. http://www.meganhicks.com/ and http://fairytalelobby.wordpress.com/ 

with host Tim Livengood 

December 4:

Renée Brachfeld & Mark Novak
Renée Brachfeld and Mark Novak perform at the Grapevine on 4 December 2014. Renée Brachfeld and Mark Novak are master storytellers. This husband-wife duo have been presented as Scholars/Artists in Residence for Shabbatonim and retreats at over 130 synagogues across the US and Canada, leading services, presenting workshops, and performing for both adult and family audiences. Their recording, King Solomon's Daughter, was awarded the Parents' Choice Gold Award. They have been featured presenters at LimmudFest in England, Limmud NY, Ruach HaAretz, Routes, and the Seattle International Storytelling Festival.

Mark is a community Rabbi (ALEPH 2012), hazzan, musician, and storyteller. He serves as spiritual guide of Minyan Oneg Shabbat, Washington DC's Renewal minyan. Mark has served as hazzan and rabbi at Congregation Adas Israel, as well as many other DC area congregations. He is also the leader of the eponymous Mark Novak Band, a popular choice for Jewish wedding celebrations throughout the DC area. Mark began his music career as a child, singing in a professional Jewish choir, and appearing on Broadway in the musical Oliver. From 1977-1986 he was the music director of Living Stage at Arena Stage in Washington, DC. His original theater pieces have been performed at Wolf Trap Center for the Performing Arts and The Smithsonian.

Renée has been a professional storyteller since 1986. In addition to performing, she teaches a variety of workshops, including family storytelling, integrating storytelling in the classroom, and building community through storytelling. Renée also leads High Holiday services for young families at Congregation B'nai Israel in Rockville, MD. Her work has been published in Penina Schram’s Chosen Tales, and in Goldie Milgram’s Mitzvah Stories.
More at http://www.jewishstorytelling.com/

Granny Sue (Susanna Holstein) 
Granny Sue Holstein performs at the Grapevine on 4 December 2014. Susanna “Granny Sue” Holstein lives in rural Jackson County, WV where she gardens, writes, preserves food, and creates stories. A ballad singer with a deep interest in Appalachian culture and folklore, she has presented workshops for numerous conferences including the National Storytelling Conference and has been a featured performer at regional and national events. An award-winning writer published in several anthologies and journals, Holstein maintains three active blogs online. She has taught Appalachian Storytelling for the Augusta Heritage Series at Davis & Elkins College for the past three years, and is currently working on her fourth storytelling CD. Find out more atwww.grannysue.blogspot.com,www.mountainpoet.wordpress.com, andwww.twolanelivin.comwith host Noa Baum 

January 8: 
Noa Baum
Noa Baum is an award-winning storyteller, educator and public speaker performing internationally with diverse audiences ranging from the World Bank, prestigious universities, and congregations, to inner city schools and detention centers. Born and raised in Israel, she was an actress at Jerusalem Khan Theater, studied with Uta Hagen in NYC and holds an M.A. from NYU. Chosen by Washington Jewish Week as one of 10 most interesting local Jews of the year, Noa offers a unique combination of performance art and practical workshops that focus on the power of narrative to heal across the divides of identity. She is proud to be living in Silver Spring on the edge of Takoma Park.www.noabaum.com

Regi Carpenter I was born by a river….
Regi Carpenter is the youngest daughter in a family that pulsates with contradictions-religious, raucous, tender, terrible, crazy and caring.. Growing up in the same small town on the Saint Lawrence River as her father, grandfather, and great-grandfather, Regi’s stories speak to generations of a hard knock life lived gloriously. With a voice that dances, Regi’s stories are as swift, unexpected, and powerful as the river itself.

A storyteller since 1996, Regi has performed at the National Storytelling Festival as well as many other national storytelling venues. She has been a storyteller in resident at the International Storytelling Center in Jonesborough, Tennessee. Equally adept at children’s programs and adult performances and workshops, Regi’s work is a “big hearted embrace of the world.” Loren Niemi, Executive Director, Heart of the Beast Theater. 

Regi is a professor of storytelling at Ithaca College in Ithaca, New York as well as a teaching artist for students ages 4-22. “Regi has the heart and soul of a great teaching artist. She is able to pull the best from each child.” Third grade teacher.

She is also a recipient of the JJ Reneaux Emerging Artist Award, a Leonard Bernstein Teaching Fellowship Award, the Parent’s Choice Gold award, the Parents’ Guide to Children’s Media Award and the Storytelling World Award. Her piece Snap! won the 2012 Boston StorySlam.

with host Tim Livengood

The events take place 7:30–8:30PM at the Takoma Park Community Center, 7500 Maple Ave., Takoma Park, MD 20912.

Hope to see you there!

Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.

Monday, October 20, 2014

Meeting the Devil and Those Mixed-Up Girls: Two Stories

A woman we met at a restaurant in town told us this story. She was having dinner with her parents and had overheard us telling a friend that we were going to Matewan and Mingo county the next day.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I don't mean to interrupt you, but we're from Mingo county!"

The world throws strange coincidences our way, doesn't it? We stayed and talked with these nice people for probably half an hour. West Virginians are like that--we talk to strangers and end up being friends by the end of the conversation. And we hear some good stories in the process, like this one.

The mother at the table said that her grandfather (or maybe it was great-grandfather) had a store at the top of Ben's Creek Mountain in Mingo county. The mountain is known for its foggy conditions, and one night as her grandfather was riding home on horseback he found himself enveloped in a thick, almost impenetrable fog. He's been out late and he'd had a bit too much to drink, so between the fog and his foggy brain it was a difficult ride.

from Microsoft Clipart
He was making his way his way slowly along the narrow track, his horse suddenly stopped. A quick look revealed the reason: the Devil Himself was holding the horse's bridle.

The horse stomped and tried to rear, laying back its ears and rolling its eyes in fright. "Turn loose of my horse!" grandfather shouted. He was scared too, but drink can make a man braver than he might normally be in such a situation.

The Devil replied, "You keep drinking like that and you'll be mine in the end. You better stop your drinking, old man."

And then the Devil disappeared. The old man, probably feeling even older after that encounter, continued on to his home.

"So," I asked, "did your grandfather stop drinking?"

"No," the lady who told the story replied, "he said he just quit riding over Ben's Creek Mountain in the dark!"

While we were in Matewan, the man we met in the restaurant there told us this story:

photo from History of Colorado
There was an elderly man who lived somewhere close to Matewan (he named the man's name, but I cannot remember it now) who had six daughters and one son. The old man had always lived a simple life, cooking with wood or coal, and an outside privy for a bathroom.

The girls grew up and moved away to Cincinnati, Cleveland and other places where they all prospered and had good lives. They decided that it was time for life to be a little easier for their father too, so they devised a plan to go home and fix up the house for the old man.

They did it up right--all modern conveniences in the kitchen, and a bathroom complete with shower, sink and toilet. When the work was finished, the sisters threw a party--an outdoor cookout. They bought a grill, picnic table, steaks, the works. While they were eating, their father spoke up.

"You girls have got it all mixed up! What are they a-teachin' you in those cities? You've got it all backwards!"

"What do you mean, Dad?" The women were surprised and confused by his comments.

"You're eating outside and going to the bathroom in the house! That's not how it's supposed to be! You're supposed to eat in the house and use the bathroom outside. You've got it all backwards!"

Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Traveling West Virginia: Coal Wars, Murder and Matewan

Larry and I had a place on our bucket lists that we wanted to visit: Matewan, West Virginia. The name might not be familiar to a lot of people but to those of us in West Virginia--and particularly those in the coal regions, the name brings a chill to the bones.

Today Matewan is a quiet little town far off the beaten track, nestled between steep mountains and the Tug River. Across that river is Kentucky.

There is a new road that winds across a high steep mountain now, making access better than it probably used to be but even so Matewan isn't an easy place to get to.

We passed small communities that probably were once coal camps,

tipples still running coal,

coal trucks, mine entrances, pens of fighting roosters, many churches and homes that ranged from newly built to the old coal camp houses.

 Quiet now, it's hard to believe that Matewan was the site of a bloody massacre. The year was 1920. Coal was king and coal miners were really nothing but serfs in that kingdom, working long hours in poor conditions for little pay (and often paid only in scrip, the money manufactured by the coal companies and spendable only in the stores owned by the coal companies). By 1920 people were getting fed up, and union talk was in the air.

The coal companies responded harshly. A man known to be involved in union talks would find himself and his family out on the street, kicked out of their company-owned houses and jobs and with little hope of getting work in another mine because his name would be known to the other operators. Baldwin-Felts detectives (thugs, honestly) were brought in to do the dirty work, and on this particular day in Matewan things got ugly.

The detectives came to town on the train and announced that they were booting six families out of their homes. The mayor protested but the company men went about their business as planned, then returned to the train station. The mayor, sheriff Smilin' Sid Hatfield and several other men were there to meet them. Somehow, and no one knows for sure who did it, a shot was fired and that opened up a fusillade of gunfire that ended with 10 men, including the mayor and several Baldwin-Felts agents, dying in their own blood on the streets and walks of the town. Bullet holes from that horrific battle can still be seen in the bricks of downtown buildings. The first man shot was the mayor, and some people believe he was shot by Sid Hatfield because Sid was having an affair with the mayor's wife. True or not, it is fact that Sid and Jessie were married 10 days later.

Matewan is also the home of the deadly Hatfield-McCoy feud; many people in the area are descendants of one side or the other and when you talk to residents of the town the story is so fresh it seems like it happened only recently and not 100 or more years ago. While the feud is interesting history, it is the story of the struggle for better wages and working conditions, the incredible bravery of men and women who willingly faced hardship and even death because they wanted more for their families, that drew us to the town. What was this place that bred such strong, determined people? I have wanted to go there to see for myself since I saw the movie Matewan. Larry comes from a line of coal miners, and his grandfather was involved in the struggle when the miners of Cabin Creek, WV fought for a union. So you know he wanted to see this place as well.

Once in town we made the new railroad depot museum our first stop. The depot was built using the original blueprints for the original depot that was torn down back in the 1960's when coal was in a slump and the town was hitting bottom. Trains today run almost every 30 minutes, a sign that the times have improved.

Inside are displays explaining the history of the town, of the coal industry and the famous feud.

Floodwall entering Matewan
A floodwall now surrounds Matewan. The town was often flooded by the Tug River prior to the floodwall, but now it is protected and, as one man told us, some people have mixed feelings about that. He said that one building owner complained that with the floodwall in place he can't even get any federal dollars anymore for flood damage! Tongue in cheek, of course.

The town is seeing a new, modest prosperity returning due to several factors. First, of course, the interest in labor history and coal mining has sparked people's interest in the town's past. The recent TV series about the Hatfield-McCoy feud has also brought in visitors, and then there is the Hatfield-McCoy ATV Trails.

Muddy trailbikes, and Larry carrying bags--we found some cool things
at the junk shop!
That business is booming! We saw lots of people out riding, many muddy boots and vehicles, and all kinds of shops catering to this new trade. There were several bed-and breakfasts around too, and I'd bet that the ATV riders are what keep them profitable.

The lady at the museum told us where we could see the bullet holes so we moseyed over there and pushed the button that played a tape of the shootings.

The tape had accounts from two people who were children and eyewitnesses to the shootings--pretty riveting stuff. After that we walked around town, visited a great junk shop (you know I'd find one!) and then stopped for lunch at one of the town's restaurants.

Inside the restaurant

While there we got into conversation with a man who ran airboat tours on the Tug River. We had a great conversation and he offered to show us a bit of the town, and also to show us the grave of Sid Hatfield, who was killed some time after the shootout while he was standing with his friend Ed Chambers and their wives on the steps of the Mingo County Courthouse.

We had been to that courthouse a few years ago, and stood on the very spot where he was killed. Sid was a controversial man but one thing about him is certain: he was no coward. Another thing: he was 100% behind the miners and would probably have been a powerful leader for them had he not been killed. Who killed him? No one knows for certain, but I feel sure that the coal barons feared the power of this young, charismatic man.

Hearing the stories is one thing; seeing the actual graves of Sid and Ed brings the reality home.

High on a hillside in a small cemetery on the Kentucky side of the river, the graves look over the Tug River valley. It was lightly misting when we were there, a gray day befitting our mood as we gazed at these stones.

We did not want to leave; there was still much to explore, to hear, to learn. But I had a performance in Beckley that evening, and we needed to get on the road. We'll go back to Matewan, though. There is still much I want to know.

Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.
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