I Hear of Sherlock Everywhere

Episode 204: Frederic Dorr Steele

<p style="text-align: center;"> <b style="text-align: center;">"</b><b>striking illustration of those powers </b><b>for which my friend was famous</b><b>" [SOLI] </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkrZuxnFFSdFNk_w9t6vOTFYNYmIvCsazrgtS_vIrPY4H6XL6SrTr-RhOQSLIW-2EaJ3ppzM8dV3DQyjeSQsvE_5SMi4GbruMgEM8DR9doK-cAbBlk6E-78z41d1QZuIltIV8MXt389roU/s1848/ihose204+header.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1084" data-original-width="1848" height="376" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkrZuxnFFSdFNk_w9t6vOTFYNYmIvCsazrgtS_vIrPY4H6XL6SrTr-RhOQSLIW-2EaJ3ppzM8dV3DQyjeSQsvE_5SMi4GbruMgEM8DR9doK-cAbBlk6E-78z41d1QZuIltIV8MXt389roU/w640-h376/ihose204+header.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p>The name Frederic Dorr Steele is legendary among Sherlockians. Even for those who don't know his name, his iconic rendering of Sherlock Holmes (as partly inspired by William Gillette) has left us with distinctive imagery.</p><p>Sadly, Steele was buried in an unmarked grave in his family plot at the Albany Rural Cemetery in Menands, NY. But the Frederic Dorr Steele Memorial Committee was assembled to solve that. Our own Burt Wolder administers the group, and he asked fellow committee members Andrew Malec, BSI ("The Strange Old Book Collector"), Harrison "Terry" Hunt, BSI ("Something Hunt") and Linda Hunt to join us to talk about those efforts as well as the life of artist Frederic Dorr Steele.</p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">TRIOLET</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-size: medium;">On Frederic Dorr Steele</span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>by Bliss Austin</i></div><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;">With joyful skill he breathèd life</div><div style="text-align: center;">Into a name, a street, an age.</div><div style="text-align: center;">With kindness and with humor rife,</div><div style="text-align: center;">With joyful skill he breathèd life</div><div style="text-align: center;">His pen outdid Pygmalion’s knife</div><div style="text-align: center;">In quickening the inkèd page</div><div style="text-align: center;">With joyful skill he breathèd life</div><div style="text-align: center;">Into a name, a street, an age.</div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;">(From <i>The Baker Street Journal</i>, Vol. 1, No. 2, 1946)</p><p style="text-align: left;">You'll want to see if you can test your knowledge with the <b>Canonical Couplet</b>: we give you two lines of poetry that describe one of stories, and you name it. 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Episode 204: Frederic Dorr Steele

" striking illustration of those powers for which my friend was famous " [SOLI] The name Frederic Dorr Steele is legendary amo...

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Baker Street Elementary – The Whole Tooth

<h4 style="text-align: center;"> <span style="text-align: center;">"Holmes smiled and rubbed his hands" [WIST] </span></h4><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD5RYBcSW7DQnQ9iy8cPQMsJ_-OvLTRn6LEgS1Qn8UmxJaoxs2_vs0yxxEW2cbJqwh3x7YlFV9TxxPpc7ECSGs72INTtkbZK4RGD8dKu6g403i8oPG05MT5n3z5EU1a40wvyEXJtZu7y8r/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD5RYBcSW7DQnQ9iy8cPQMsJ_-OvLTRn6LEgS1Qn8UmxJaoxs2_vs0yxxEW2cbJqwh3x7YlFV9TxxPpc7ECSGs72INTtkbZK4RGD8dKu6g403i8oPG05MT5n3z5EU1a40wvyEXJtZu7y8r/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>Sherlock Holmes was no stranger to the dentist's chair.</div><div><br /></div><div>He was able to draw inferences by observing teeth. He lamented that the great unobservant public "could hardly tell a weaver by his tooth," indicating that he of course could. In "The Stockbroker's Clerk," he observed the tooth stuffed badly with gold in both of the Pinner "brothers" that gave away the ruse.</div><div><br /></div><div>Holmes was careful about dental hygiene: as he and Watson prepared for an overnight visit at Stoke Moran in "The Speckled Band," he suggested Watson bring his revolver. "That and a tooth-brush are, I think, all that we need."</div><div><br /></div><div>And of course, he must have visited a dentist after his altercation with Matthews, "who knocked out my left canine in the waiting-room at Charing Cross." That would have been some years before Holmes's 1891 confrontation with Professor Moriarty, as the reference was in Holmes's index in "The Empty House," after his return to London.</div><div><br /></div><div>The visit to the dentist that Matthews caused likely resulted in the dentist taking an impression of Holmes's mouth in order to reset the tooth or replace it with an apparatus. While Holmes was in the chair, he must have remarked on the quickness of the setting of the preparation and immediately determined that he could apply it to his own work.</div><div><br /></div><div><div>Recall in <i>The Sign of Four</i> (dated by chronologists as taking place in 1888), he demonstrated his familiarity with casts of footprints:</div><blockquote><div>"Here is my monograph upon the tracing of footsteps, with some remarks upon the uses of plaster of Paris as a preserver of impresses."</div></blockquote></div><div><br /></div><div>It's quite likely that Holmes got the dentist's formulation and adapted it for his own purposes. However, there's no indication that Holmes considered teeth as unique as footprints or fingerprints in his practice though. Had he done so, his work on "The Norwood Builder" would have been more conclusive, as there would have been distinctive human teeth left behind in the ashes.</div><div><br /></div>Meanwhile, at Baker Street Elementary, there's another impression that's been left regarding teeth...<div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrRjq3_wya95Cb-tPfsvZfn-kpV-fzcMp6e3QBzsOMYNQoEfKHMhyphenhyphenFZVNkWXXu6HseNgL5wg-VhRWZ4rnVi2zria8WLP8mjqo2gQXi-mXIsYw2fItqHz1el3SOqi-mwdP5ucAczH33MZp3/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrRjq3_wya95Cb-tPfsvZfn-kpV-fzcMp6e3QBzsOMYNQoEfKHMhyphenhyphenFZVNkWXXu6HseNgL5wg-VhRWZ4rnVi2zria8WLP8mjqo2gQXi-mXIsYw2fItqHz1el3SOqi-mwdP5ucAczH33MZp3/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.2.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aYh57xSHJhoirwjspRGMROujIuovm0TONxun9VV9pmamVnshY55x8mn3CXPTVeH3UAMkMxEuwwgVvzrZ-uF8fb3KlsIfi1Ojb-obERvK5_RWR7D9Xf0ypVt0Q0-PkCdEV4Mk9VEokgxh/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aYh57xSHJhoirwjspRGMROujIuovm0TONxun9VV9pmamVnshY55x8mn3CXPTVeH3UAMkMxEuwwgVvzrZ-uF8fb3KlsIfi1Ojb-obERvK5_RWR7D9Xf0ypVt0Q0-PkCdEV4Mk9VEokgxh/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.3.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlYAjwfruvN3IzAobnBrqaO6ryUdj4bJ9pfRPJh0ycvY_wnacjtmjMUXHw2RwRx9W6FmJ0TbYYEgfy2DTc5zfnD1M7xycyjw2kjQkDFbvuLsdWGQBKnE4eIoXmFcR92tw5yO8Il-yinzY7/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlYAjwfruvN3IzAobnBrqaO6ryUdj4bJ9pfRPJh0ycvY_wnacjtmjMUXHw2RwRx9W6FmJ0TbYYEgfy2DTc5zfnD1M7xycyjw2kjQkDFbvuLsdWGQBKnE4eIoXmFcR92tw5yO8Il-yinzY7/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.4.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYMqF5eSlnL7Z1Lf8eXaNYnl7yWKnMLKUZEPKWwg0ZV6FQOunzffI_UGW3uT10wWr1cGO-tdO9ysaSkdWtT40TQ6yStA0F5RWk_wubbByJ7smjEY_HY46cYa2zzsdYdP9BS5jRkXDG6tQe/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYMqF5eSlnL7Z1Lf8eXaNYnl7yWKnMLKUZEPKWwg0ZV6FQOunzffI_UGW3uT10wWr1cGO-tdO9ysaSkdWtT40TQ6yStA0F5RWk_wubbByJ7smjEY_HY46cYa2zzsdYdP9BS5jRkXDG6tQe/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.5.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHYXSQB0Tgub4pbHu2LemBEj1ma_J38hIbI_FW5YWjBzY3vBvaYDDroimbcgXQIXmRVGYTgs3F7NStI0quaoGa_ZWQYILRItF-9iCvUVXpwHAAD0Rau1EFKNtWHgt9BaD9X3rACcaE6c7z/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHYXSQB0Tgub4pbHu2LemBEj1ma_J38hIbI_FW5YWjBzY3vBvaYDDroimbcgXQIXmRVGYTgs3F7NStI0quaoGa_ZWQYILRItF-9iCvUVXpwHAAD0Rau1EFKNtWHgt9BaD9X3rACcaE6c7z/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+93.6.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><br /><div><b style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><i>Baker Street Elementary</i></b><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-size: 14px;"> follows the original adventures of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, as they and their friends work through the issues of elementary school in Victorian London. An archive of all previous episodes can be viewed at </span><a href="http://www.bakerstreetelementary.org/" style="background-color: white; color: #006f85; font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;">www.bakerstreetelementary.org</a><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-size: 14px;">.</span><br /><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-size: 14px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGyHxoov2AdCNzI-sA382WHyzmCYKmU5vuVxxUUbwgmzd_zESpxNTWBoDo-0BOUVmZPf0EpIOXFT9y59il288HBvx1-_JJJXxHhZAn2orzWJPWbYZasKlLBplbQMHDaY9thgs_w1diI7ch/s1600/Baker+Street+Elementary.jpg" style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: medium; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGyHxoov2AdCNzI-sA382WHyzmCYKmU5vuVxxUUbwgmzd_zESpxNTWBoDo-0BOUVmZPf0EpIOXFT9y59il288HBvx1-_JJJXxHhZAn2orzWJPWbYZasKlLBplbQMHDaY9thgs_w1diI7ch/s640/Baker+Street+Elementary.jpg" width="640" /></a></span></div><br />--</div>

Baker Street Elementary – The Whole Tooth

"Holmes smiled and rubbed his hands" [WIST] Sherlock Holmes was no stranger to the dentist's chair. He was able to draw inf...

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by Scott Monty

Sahara King’s Sad Reign

<h4 style="text-align: center;">“You used to shoot lions in Algeria.” [MAZA]</h4><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAORFXC2_WchD_SqdnG9YpNgcewW0z9pvdyWrrpuEgTreprKgLrY_tdt9aBzkQRLdJ6oz4SbK1K2RPiTAzFrYHYwqDMJqI7_AINzm5kNW5iPepEk15fDjYNolEmXlOltBI4XvtNN4bDwRM/s1000/VEIL+-+FDS+Liberty-magazine-1927.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="693" data-original-width="1000" height="444" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAORFXC2_WchD_SqdnG9YpNgcewW0z9pvdyWrrpuEgTreprKgLrY_tdt9aBzkQRLdJ6oz4SbK1K2RPiTAzFrYHYwqDMJqI7_AINzm5kNW5iPepEk15fDjYNolEmXlOltBI4XvtNN4bDwRM/w640-h444/VEIL+-+FDS+Liberty-magazine-1927.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><p style="text-align: left;">

</p><p class="MsoNormal">An <a href="https://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/kidspost/2-rare-barbary-lions-born-at-zoo-in-czech-republic/2019/07/08/23a21fdc-a1a2-11e9-b732-41a79c2551bf_story.html">Associated Press report</a> from September 10, 2020, noted the
rare birth of three Barbary lion cubs, which are extinct in the wild, in Safari
<span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Park Dvůr Králové, Czech Republic, which
is the second largest zoo there. It specializes in, and has, Europe’s largest
group of African wildlife and one of its missions is to protect endangered
species. (The park <a href="https://www.washingtonpost.com/world/3-rare-barbary-lion-cubs-born-in-czech-zoo-park/2020/09/10/99e7c922-f34e-11ea-8025-5d3489768ac8_story.html">also reported</a> the birth of one male and one female cub in
2019.) </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">The Barbary lion (<i>Panthera leo leo</i>) is also known as the “Berber
lion”, “Egyptian lion,” “Atlas lion” and, most familiar to Sherlockians, the
“North African lion.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was Sahara
King, that “very fine North African lion,” that was used as a red herring in
the Canon’s penultimate tale “The Adventure of the Veiled Lodger.”</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Leonardo the
strongman conceived the plot to use a club shaped like a lion’s paw to strike
down famed circus owner Ronder to control his much-abused wife Eugenia and her
inherited fortune, leaving the unfortunate caged animal holding the bag. Not
for the first was this specie of feline the tool of base human wants and deeds.</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">The <a href="https://blogs.scientificamerican.com/extinction-countdown/when-did-the-barbary-lion-really-go-extinct/">Barbary lion’s range</a> was the north and northwestern area of </span>Africa known as the Maghreb through
to Egypt. They had long been regarded one of the largest lion subspecies (with
males weighing between 400-650 lbs [181 to 295 kg] and females 270-400 lbs [120
to 181 kg]), with long dark-haired manes that grew over the shoulders and down
to the belly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal">These morphological
features, once thought to be distinct, are being called into question. The
weights estimated by nineteenth century hunters are considered inaccurate and
the signature mane a product of the Atlas Mountains colder climate as other
lion subspecies grow such manes in cooler North American and European zoos. Mitochondrial
DNA research does support a separate genetic identity for Barbary lions,
however.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">The lions were
kept, for their supposed unique majesty, by royal African and Egyptian families.
The Romans exported them to the Colosseum where thousands died in gladiatorial
games. They were trafficked all over Europe. </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">In 1937, <a href="https://www.nhm.ac.uk/discover/barbary-lion-skull-from-the-tower-of-london.html" target="_blank">workmen uncovered twogenetically confirmed North African lion skulls</a>, carbon dated to having lived,
one between</span> <span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">1280 and 1385, the
other 1420 and 1480.  </span>High-class Victorian London hotels sometimes had them on
display as well as circuses like Ronder’s. </p><p class="MsoNormal">The year 1896, when "The Veiled Lodger" is stated to have taken place, found one famous Barbary lion, Sultan, living at the London Zoo.* The expansion of the Arab world
shrunk the lion’s habitat greatly and European hunters, such as Count Negretto
Sylvius (of "The Mazarin Stone" fame) finished them off. </p><p class="MsoNormal">At the time of the publication of "The Veiled Lodger," (the
January 22, 1927 edition of <i>Liberty</i> in the US, February 1927 <i>The
Strand</i> in the UK), the last Barbary lion was thought to have been killed by
a hunter in Morocco in 1922. </p><p class="MsoNormal">Yet another death of a hunted lion was reported in
the 1940s and sighting of single or small family groups were reported in
Algeria and Morocco in the 1950s and early 60s. The Barbary lions are reasoned to be extinct
in the wild and of the 100 or so in captivity there is a question of many of the cats'
genetic purity. </p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><a href="https://www.downtoearth.org.in/interviews/wildlife-and-biodiversity/-barbary-lion-reintroduction-in-north-africa-is-possible-but-needs-long-term-plans--72961">Down to Earth</a> </i>conducted an interview with Simon Black, a
conservation science lecturer at the University of Kent, UK, about the lion’s
future. “Some existing large tracts of land in north Africa would be suitable
for reintroduction,” he said, “but considerable effort would be needed to
restore sustainable levels of wild prey species (deer, boar, barbary sheep and
gazelle), most of which are endangered species themselves.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"></span></p><blockquote><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">“Also protective
measures to avoid human-lion conflict, including livestock predation would need
to be implemented.</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">“Reintroduction is
theoretically possible but would need a sensitive long-term plan and
considerable prior political and community support. Reintroduction of a
predator like lions would have to be part of purposeful, wider landscape
restoration in the region.” </span></p></blockquote><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">As for Sahara King
himself, not much information is given in the story. Life in captivity has
little positive to speak for it even in more enlightened times. </span>The remains of the
Barbary lions housed in the <a href="https://www.nhm.ac.uk/discover/barbary-lion-skull-from-the-tower-of-london.html">Tower of London</a> show they were not well kept, being malnourished, which lead to skeletal deformities, possible paralysis, blindness and eventual
death. </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Ronder, Holmes informed Watson, was an alcoholic, “huge bully of a man,
he cursed and slashed at everyone who came in his way.” It is doubtful he
treated his animals any better than he treated his wife or other humans. Sahara King’s
eventual outcome is never stated, but having been framed for Ronder’s death and
for mauling Eugenia, he was no doubt destroyed. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">To paraphrase Holmes, “Is not
his story a microcosm of the whole” of those large cats that once roamed free the
north of Africa whose lives in the wild came to the end by the hands of humans?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">*<i>Coincidentally, a four year old Barbary lion, also named Sultan, was donated to the newly opened lion house at the Bronx Zoo in 1903. Photos of the Bronx Sultan will often show up in a Google search for the London Sultan.</i><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p>

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Sahara King’s Sad Reign

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Baker Street Elementary – When You Have Eliminated the Plausible

<h4 style="text-align: center;">"he is plausible and cunning" [THOR] </h4><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisLNgkAoigTN8wtn-NVwWyl-J909EWwt_V37fE647grP6YBz6FKwEikVvuEPHHJdOzZ5U0o1XKoBG51OgfsYBkulSzm9EPMmUQVCC11j_z1fOXagCdpZPud0IVwffevT_u78_KoGO5tm3C/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.1.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisLNgkAoigTN8wtn-NVwWyl-J909EWwt_V37fE647grP6YBz6FKwEikVvuEPHHJdOzZ5U0o1XKoBG51OgfsYBkulSzm9EPMmUQVCC11j_z1fOXagCdpZPud0IVwffevT_u78_KoGO5tm3C/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Sherlock Holmes is renowned for his ability to slip in and out of costume, donning disguises that are so effective, they fool even Dr. Watson (but not Irene Adler!).</div><div><br /></div><div>Over the course of his recorded tales, he is an aged seafaring man (SIGN), a groom and a nonconformist clergyman (SCAN), a common loafer (BERY), a registration agent (CROO), an opium addict (TWIS), an Italian priest, an old bookseller (EMPT), a plumber (CHAS), wrought with disease (DYIN), and his ultimate disguise that he donned for a year: Altamont, the Irish-American spy (LAST).</div><div><br /></div><div>You can listen in to a discussion of Holmes's disguises on <a href="http://ihose.co/trifles96" target="_blank">Episode 96</a> of Trifles:</div><div><br /><iframe frameborder="0" height="200" scrolling="no" src="https://embed.radiopublic.com/e?if=sherlock-holmes-trifles-GqnV0O&ge=s1!3d4d4bc31c9901c283aab2b7e34b9c914177d6d2" width="100%"></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div>But Holmes wasn't the only one who was a master of disguise. In the very first story, <i>A Study in Scarlet</i>, he was fooled by a young man disguised as an old woman. Beards were used by Stapleton (HOUN) and Bob Carruthers (SOLI) as they made their way around familiar targets.</div><div><br /></div><div>After a night of contemplation and smoking as he sat on his hastily-assembled Eastern divan, he finally deduced the location of Neville St. Claire and the identity of Hugh Boone (TWIS). And Holmes encouraged others to disguise themselves as well: Watson, in a mask (CHAS), Mycroft as a cab driver (FINA), and his housekeeper Martha (LAST). </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://ihose.co/trifles148" target="_blank">Episode 148</a> of Trifles has a discussion of the disguises of other people in the Canon:</div><div><br /></div><div><iframe frameborder="0" height="200" scrolling="no" src="https://embed.radiopublic.com/e?if=sherlock-holmes-trifles-GqnV0O&ge=s1!80ef9ffb09111178cf71b6053347703dc637ba0a" width="100%"></iframe><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div>But we're always the most amused when Holmes himself puts his makeup and wardrobe skills to work, as he does this time at Baker Street Elementary, much to the chagrin of those around him...<br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwY5_RLl-L_M-DMmfR1fYrl-NldCryIat-QnTF91Z68iSo8OrCr9WVtxVt4yXzm5WJvWlDNhr5IB0MbYysKq95vv7mVRTB1vYX6povI3J8n-G9PPsoJn612HlwvaUasUZmDywvqlI1Y7mm/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.2.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwY5_RLl-L_M-DMmfR1fYrl-NldCryIat-QnTF91Z68iSo8OrCr9WVtxVt4yXzm5WJvWlDNhr5IB0MbYysKq95vv7mVRTB1vYX6povI3J8n-G9PPsoJn612HlwvaUasUZmDywvqlI1Y7mm/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.2.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLz1IXcUnGHvwtGBKh5qQSKPQjktHXdTsN2RjGJ9J66tj5fm3m4l2v9PSh6gesCrf6AbVLSDEMmPTpz0NpZizOgdGQV98B6EZWzTc1HP30DBJY0GK-n2bnty6_0nFL50YlcD-XBKIxDxcT/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.3.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLz1IXcUnGHvwtGBKh5qQSKPQjktHXdTsN2RjGJ9J66tj5fm3m4l2v9PSh6gesCrf6AbVLSDEMmPTpz0NpZizOgdGQV98B6EZWzTc1HP30DBJY0GK-n2bnty6_0nFL50YlcD-XBKIxDxcT/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.3.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhij2XONYe70iYM_RrkYcfDm4xk8Gti1PaEZB4sHTRNs2P4DTg2OtFwhLIYaJhIwQjzW0kLzQYPUsT1zQsVTrxofPp4UCyB8dH9EkVrXwWKhjGGRnM9eVgJkPv1SjUtPmfGKOg8MrhMwTzd/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.4.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhij2XONYe70iYM_RrkYcfDm4xk8Gti1PaEZB4sHTRNs2P4DTg2OtFwhLIYaJhIwQjzW0kLzQYPUsT1zQsVTrxofPp4UCyB8dH9EkVrXwWKhjGGRnM9eVgJkPv1SjUtPmfGKOg8MrhMwTzd/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.4.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyWKYgB9k5PEaW2FMNJFr6aRbILcwy6HwzFRbRbFifrNkBe6nAAL4awbp8L6fu5t00IwG7NwMTQZJAsGK8R2m1Z6aj3cpstnA4PxibU75IKMaaCkWXxlIWEbuehFyXEW7cdkAg9w6ZO4y/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.5.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyWKYgB9k5PEaW2FMNJFr6aRbILcwy6HwzFRbRbFifrNkBe6nAAL4awbp8L6fu5t00IwG7NwMTQZJAsGK8R2m1Z6aj3cpstnA4PxibU75IKMaaCkWXxlIWEbuehFyXEW7cdkAg9w6ZO4y/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+92.5.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><br /><div><b style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><i>Baker Street Elementary</i></b><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-size: 14px;"> follows the original adventures of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, as they and their friends work through the issues of elementary school in Victorian London. An archive of all previous episodes can be viewed at </span><a href="http://www.bakerstreetelementary.org/" style="background-color: white; color: #006f85; font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold;">www.bakerstreetelementary.org</a><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-size: 14px;">.</span><br /><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-size: 14px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGyHxoov2AdCNzI-sA382WHyzmCYKmU5vuVxxUUbwgmzd_zESpxNTWBoDo-0BOUVmZPf0EpIOXFT9y59il288HBvx1-_JJJXxHhZAn2orzWJPWbYZasKlLBplbQMHDaY9thgs_w1diI7ch/s1600/Baker+Street+Elementary.jpg" style="font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: medium; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGyHxoov2AdCNzI-sA382WHyzmCYKmU5vuVxxUUbwgmzd_zESpxNTWBoDo-0BOUVmZPf0EpIOXFT9y59il288HBvx1-_JJJXxHhZAn2orzWJPWbYZasKlLBplbQMHDaY9thgs_w1diI7ch/s640/Baker+Street+Elementary.jpg" width="640" /></a></span></div><br />--</div>

Baker Street Elementary – When You Have Eliminated the Plausible

"he is plausible and cunning" [THOR] Sherlock Holmes is renowned for his ability to slip in and out of costume, donning disguises...

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by Scott Monty

Episode 203: The Jeremy Brett Sherlock Holmes Podcast

<h4 style="text-align: center;"><b><span>"</span></b>that strange wireless by which such people collect the news<b><span>" [LION] </span></b></h4><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyK6jpp5ANsZu8r0c1H3Mv6qHkMN0JJ952hCa3fXhivtnsDLcWVEPb_cjXBlOX4Si2QeZ4GDMIYY4CvS44OB4Xl1QM0Ks7suT4GyrHtf5wGX8d42YOEeTWfaJWed9mzYzHbqzncbmdzTtn/s1126/Header.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="582" data-original-width="1126" height="330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyK6jpp5ANsZu8r0c1H3Mv6qHkMN0JJ952hCa3fXhivtnsDLcWVEPb_cjXBlOX4Si2QeZ4GDMIYY4CvS44OB4Xl1QM0Ks7suT4GyrHtf5wGX8d42YOEeTWfaJWed9mzYzHbqzncbmdzTtn/w640-h330/Header.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p>Moving from the definitive Sherlock Holmes on radio in our <a href="https://ihose.co/ihose202" target="_blank">last episode</a> to the definitive Sherlock Holmes of television, we're joined by Gus and Luke Holwerda, the fraternal team responsible for <a href="http://sherlockpodcast.com/" target="_blank">The Jeremy Brett Sherlock Holmes Podcast</a>.</p><p>This duo is as enthusiastic about the Granada series as we are (perhaps more!) and they bring their professional backgrounds of audio and film production to the microphone as they demonstrate that enthusiasm. 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Klinger</li><li><i><a href="https://amzn.to/37WhU1h" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">The Oxford Sherlock Holmes</a></i></li><li><i><a href="https://amzn.to/2TH2buJ" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Bending the Willow</a></i> by David Stuart Davies</li><li><i><a href="https://wessexpress.com/html/221bbc.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">221BBC</a></i> by Bert Coules</li><li><i><a href="https://wessexpress.com/html/studyincelluloid.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">A Study in Celluloid: A Producer's Account of Jeremy Brett as Sherlock Holmes</a></i> by Michael Cox</li><li><i><a href="https://amzn.to/382skN3" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">The Pictorial History of Sherlock Holmes</a></i> by Michael Pointer</li></ul><li>Previous episodes referenced on this show:</li><ul><li><a href="https://ihose.co/ihose133">Episode 133: Dan Posnansky</a></li><li><a href="https://ihose.co/ihose201" target="_blank">Episode 201: Remembering Jeremy Brett</a></li></ul></ul><div><div style="margin: 0px;">Many more links, articles and images are available in our Flipboard magazine at <a href="https://ihose.co/flipsherlock" target="_blank">ihose.co/flipsherlock</a> as well as through our accounts on <a href="https://facebook.com/ihearofsherlock" target="_blank">Facebook</a>, <a href="http://youtube.com/ihearofsherlock" target="_blank">YouTube</a>, <a href="https://instagram.com/ihearofsherlock" target="_blank">Instagram</a>, and <a href="https://twitter.com/ihearofsherlock" target="_blank">Twitter</a>.</div><div style="margin: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><b>Please subscribe on the podcast provider of your choosing:</b></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://pod.link/258126625" target="_blank">Listen to I Hear of Sherlock Everywhere</a></div><br />And would you consider leaving us a rating and review? 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Episode 203: The Jeremy Brett Sherlock Holmes Podcast

" that strange wireless by which such people collect the news " [LION] Moving from the definitive Sherlock Holmes on radio in our...

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by Scott Monty

Review: A Study in Victory Red

<h4 style="text-align: center;"><b>“fond of a particular shade” [COPP]</b></h4><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitSYXlgVeIRtk-VSpVjn8bDQR6W_dXcSIdmJSTm8G0I-kIUDtT1cieVhZPOn6IyRGPQD12YSviyH1eKxx4itMY0uWxd7Xi5tWJadzgMqtrhHpgx_ZafKwNELs4NBS-PSAo_30FrT0xexdu/s882/A+Study+in+Victory+Red.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="637" data-original-width="882" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitSYXlgVeIRtk-VSpVjn8bDQR6W_dXcSIdmJSTm8G0I-kIUDtT1cieVhZPOn6IyRGPQD12YSviyH1eKxx4itMY0uWxd7Xi5tWJadzgMqtrhHpgx_ZafKwNELs4NBS-PSAo_30FrT0xexdu/w640-h462/A+Study+in+Victory+Red.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><br />Irene Holmes is in need of a flatmate. Through a series of chance encounters, she meets Dr. Joe Watson, recently returned home from the war. When Inspector Edward “Eddy” Lestrade drops by Baker Street with the details of a mysterious murder, it’s as if destiny itself were pulling the strings.<br /><br />Though this is the perfect setup for an “alternate history” version of Canon, the novella <i><a href="https://amzn.to/3oAF5UF" target="_blank">A Study in Victory Red</a></i> by Allison Osborne makes clear from the beginning that Irene is Sherlock Holmes’s daughter, complete with childhood memories of Baker Street to provide tiny glimpses of Holmes as a father. Irene’s mother is never mentioned by name, and in fact only mentioned once in the whole story to explain her absence. This is very much Irene Holmes and Joe Watson’s story, the heritage acknowledged but not restraining.  <br /><br />Yet the story is set in 1946, and Irene is thirty years old, which presents a small problem considering Holmes retired to Sussex before the start of World War One. Unless he moved back to Baker Street and abandoned his bees when his daughter was deposited on his doorstep, the dates don’t match up. This might be what happened, but it isn't explained. However, as I said, this is the perfect set up for an alternate history version of Canon, and so we shall stick to it.<br /><br />Though the setting provides a chronological conundrum, the author makes such good use of post-war society that I was willing to overlook it. Women filled in as men left for war in every industry, why not private investigation? Irene is then forced to confront sexist skepticism when the men come home, despite the fact that the year previous her practice was thriving. </p><p>The author comments on the opinions of those who served on those who stayed behind with an embarrassed Eddy admitting to Joe that he didn’t serve because he’d just gained a supervisory position in the force. Joe assures Eddy he doesn’t hold this against him, but many people would have. </p><p>Without giving too much away, the murder itself centers around the terrors of war, not in battle but in civilian life, atrocities committed on those whose only crime was to be living in a particular country at a particular time. Details of a London rebuilding itself after the war breathe life into every scene.</p><p><br />So do Holmes and Watson. Irene is very much her father’s daughter, and we are treated to the requisite introduction to deduction scene, but she is also her own character and not just a Holmes stand-in. She is emotional though she tries to hide it, quietly compassionate, skilled at hand-to-hand combat—if a bit rusty—and infuriated by ignorance and incompetence. She doesn’t care about societal norms, dismissing the fact that living with a man she isn’t married to would be frowned upon. Thank goodness there’s a Miss Hudson to keep things proper.<br /><br />Joe is a delightful counter to this whirlwind. Shy, fond of animals, and suffering “episodes” thanks to his horrific experiences during the war, this Watson is just as supportive of his Holmes as the original, and just as willing to speak up when his friend is about to do something stupid or behaving poorly. The author doesn’t dwell on the details of his trauma, giving just enough information to hint at what happened while still leaving Joe his privacy. This works well as a counter to Irene, who has her own traumatic experiences from the Blitz that she is still working through. They’re fast friends, and believable ones, as two broken people rebuilding their lives in a city rising from the ashes of war.<br /><br />There’s also a murder investigation, and a well-paced and thought-out one at that. The references to <i>A Study in Scarlet</i> are nicely chosen and the climax of the case exciting, bringing everything together with one or two loose ends intentionally left dangling. </p><p><i><a href="https://amzn.to/35IoO7y" target="_blank">A Study in Victory Red</a></i> is just the first in what looks to be at least a trilogy, if not a longer series, and I’ll gladly return to Irene and Joe’s Baker Street again. <br /><br /><br /><i>A Study in Victory Red</i> is available for purchase via <a href="https://amzn.to/35IoO7y" target="_blank">Amazon</a>. You can learn a little more about Allison Osborne’s Holmes & Co. series on the author’s <a href="www.aosborneauthor.com">website</a>.<a href="https://www.blogger.com/#"> </a></p><p>
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Review: A Study in Victory Red

“fond of a particular shade” [COPP] Irene Holmes is in need of a flatmate. Through a series of chance encounters, she meets Dr. Joe Watson, ...

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by Katie Magnusson

Baker Street Elementary – Mind Over Matter

<h4 style="text-align: center;">"what does it matter to me" [STUD] </h4><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjRCxKVRJ_K_fOqUhMaew7UpZ8emcKC2RySJG5oHXDpanVCInDTgwzKXgHuiekqE68iHlPgknRHx3XS-OiuqqZpU11xTcZaAlOkkCvSa600bKLbwASl-nQpZVxzYfhCd-mjo8i1ujiw5e/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.1.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjRCxKVRJ_K_fOqUhMaew7UpZ8emcKC2RySJG5oHXDpanVCInDTgwzKXgHuiekqE68iHlPgknRHx3XS-OiuqqZpU11xTcZaAlOkkCvSa600bKLbwASl-nQpZVxzYfhCd-mjo8i1ujiw5e/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">What is Matter?—Never mind.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">What is Mind?—No matter.</span></i></div></div><div><br /></div>Sherlock Holmes only pursued those passions and interests that fueled his profession. He didn't have time for superfluous facts and figures, as we see in <i>A Study in Scarlet</i>, when he professed his ignorance of the Earth revolving around the Sun:<br /></div><div><blockquote><div>“Now that I do know it I shall do my best to forget it.”</div></blockquote></div><div>There's another figure in the Canon, who, in the pursuit of his hobby, is notable for the opposite reason. Namely, he doesn't care.</div><div><br /></div><div>We're of course referring to the crotchety Mr. Frankland from <i>The Hound of the Baskervilles</i>—or "Frank the crank," as we like to call him. You'll recall that Frankland is known for his litigiousness: </div><div><blockquote><div>"His passion is for the British law, and he has spent a large fortune in litigation. He fights for the mere pleasure of fighting and is equally ready to take up either side of a question, so that it is no wonder that he has found it a costly amusement."</div></blockquote></div><div>He was so involved in this "costly amusement" that he allowed his daughter, the divorced Laura Lyons, a "pittance." Watson relayed the following conversation with him.</div><div><div></div><blockquote><div>“Look it up in the books, sir. It will repay reading—Frankland v. Morland, Court of Queen’s Bench. It cost me 200 pounds, but I got my verdict.” </div><div>“Did it do you any good?”  </div><div>“None, sir, none. I am proud to say that I had no interest in the matter.”</div></blockquote><div></div></div><div>From Sherlock Holmes leaving aside topics because they're not central to his focus to Mr. Frankland, who took them up simply to make a point. In each case, the ignoring or accepting of superfluous facts helped the individual reach his goal.</div><div><br /></div><div><div>At Baker Street Elementary today, Stamford has an idea of how to quickly find relief...<br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWSIGcDNPhUq8mnJqXyf-VZgOkGStQDYfBoomV-caVoJTutJ69JaYDzehfT46_qwEybvmijXUo0LK9GBjkF4TNbQ9hF2etuhxV6t8URqnYs3QmaYPWdowJKd4bWLueHI1yo_S3DPJ9q8R/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.2.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWSIGcDNPhUq8mnJqXyf-VZgOkGStQDYfBoomV-caVoJTutJ69JaYDzehfT46_qwEybvmijXUo0LK9GBjkF4TNbQ9hF2etuhxV6t8URqnYs3QmaYPWdowJKd4bWLueHI1yo_S3DPJ9q8R/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.2.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8mMO1BJd5U21B5ia77UVLOjGBhQtKRM-BG3Z1wEVoXC7rsnFFyqecSYJgjTEirglXoH0-nbejBGdQMtmlw8fc9Df77HBkFyVcvJpxRWzeJR3-ycnHw6wb-76pdpF5CKPXKPK2cEdrL30I/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.3.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8mMO1BJd5U21B5ia77UVLOjGBhQtKRM-BG3Z1wEVoXC7rsnFFyqecSYJgjTEirglXoH0-nbejBGdQMtmlw8fc9Df77HBkFyVcvJpxRWzeJR3-ycnHw6wb-76pdpF5CKPXKPK2cEdrL30I/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.3.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbmKNAz76Xl7el6xVkv6z7s_c5LIwiFUHsEX7oqAY3hWYw1oEd_vX3PZPXLagHY6zVpQcDLubfMAnonopf5Wj-dsauOe-2mNhe5TGiraH3JYmwQigQcw9Hl7IsO808AIw8ftItZidWLu5V/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.4.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbmKNAz76Xl7el6xVkv6z7s_c5LIwiFUHsEX7oqAY3hWYw1oEd_vX3PZPXLagHY6zVpQcDLubfMAnonopf5Wj-dsauOe-2mNhe5TGiraH3JYmwQigQcw9Hl7IsO808AIw8ftItZidWLu5V/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.4.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNC2k2AO0z-ZEbleZvoPb5-mgnUb5JX1k2OQD4EGy8vKZXwtke22K9hQFlQfKo-FG5CB362fhxW5DDm0IWh5ujv9FGB21mX327iVlgpAvDaiyYFj34MhMPlNWTALVDwP4r7IRT2WcizaL/s768/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.5.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="768" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNC2k2AO0z-ZEbleZvoPb5-mgnUb5JX1k2OQD4EGy8vKZXwtke22K9hQFlQfKo-FG5CB362fhxW5DDm0IWh5ujv9FGB21mX327iVlgpAvDaiyYFj34MhMPlNWTALVDwP4r7IRT2WcizaL/w640-h480/Baker+Street+Elementary+91.5.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><br /><div><b style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><i>Baker Street Elementary</i></b><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #0e0e0e; font-size: 14px;"> follows the original adventures of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, as they and their friends work through the issues of elementary school in Victorian London. 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Baker Street Elementary – Mind Over Matter

"what does it matter to me" [STUD] What is Matter?—Never mind. What is Mind?—No matter. Sherlock Holmes only pursued those passio...

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by Scott Monty

Remembering Susan Rice, ASH, BSI, 2s.

<p></p><h4 style="text-align: center;"> "she had indeed been a very remarkable woman." [VEIL] </h4><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdwQlXKe6vPwAMtYelVcq9E9nEkkwQRrzSsa3JeNDC6EAv0beBXIB0-1mKUV-ibRmnsY1hyphenhypheno3tC4FiJPgJvA4RaT7vYDzGXX05VL0VhzhMzf1bLEO5SSH61E3SBdtve6853i7X51bUoOAt/s2048/IMG_4540.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdwQlXKe6vPwAMtYelVcq9E9nEkkwQRrzSsa3JeNDC6EAv0beBXIB0-1mKUV-ibRmnsY1hyphenhypheno3tC4FiJPgJvA4RaT7vYDzGXX05VL0VhzhMzf1bLEO5SSH61E3SBdtve6853i7X51bUoOAt/w640-h480/IMG_4540.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>With every passing year, the world of Sherlock Holmes enthusiasts loses some of our own. While it's to be expected as part of the circle of life, it's heart wrenching each time we have to stand "on the terrace" for our dearly departed friends.</p><p>And no more so than in the case of Susan Rice, ASH, BSI, 2s. ("Beeswing"). Susan received her investiture in the <a href="https://bakerstreetirregulars.com/">Baker Street Irregulars</a> in 1991 and the Two Shilling Award in 2002. Her investiture in the <a href="https://ash-nyc.com/" target="_blank">Adventuresses of Sherlock Holmes</a> was "A Practical Handbook of Bee Culture, with Some Observations Upon the Segregation of the Queen," granted in 1981.</p><p>We've known Susan for almost as long as we've been involved in Sherlockian circles, first having met her at an Autumn in Baker Street in the mid-1990s. And despite being the resident wordsmith around these parts, we were struck dumb upon her death on September 28. </p><p>Even if we did find our voice to properly honor her memory at this time, it simply wouldn't be enough. You see, Susan's impact on the world of Sherlock Holmes deserved more than a single voice remembering her. She touched many lives and touched them deeply—so deeply that we thought it appropriate to have her honored by a number of voices, and particularly voices of those who were closest to her.</p><p>Susan ran ASH Wednesday gatherings until recently. She took over the annual William Gillette Luncheon from Lisa McGaw and ran it for decades before passing it along as well. Obviously, there are decades more that preceded these recent organizations, but Susan was an able administrator who ran things with a schoolteacher's stringency and a loving hand.</p><p>John Bennett Shaw, BSI ("The Hans Sloane of My Age") has been called the Johnny Appleseed of the Sherlockian movement, planting his influence all over the country as he met people, corresponded with them, and brought them together for his conferences.</p><p>Susan Rice might be best remembered as the Lady Liberty of the Sherlockian movement, welcoming everyone, regardless of how they came to Holmes, what their interests are, or any other aspect of their lives. Susan made her home in New York City, lifting her lamp beside a golden door to Sherlockian circles, offering a warm welcome to anyone who wished to enter:</p><blockquote><p>"A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame<br />Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name<br />Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand<br />Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command<br />The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame."</p></blockquote><p><br />Rather than nattering on in a way that doesn't do her memory justice, we'll turn this over to a small group of people whose lives Susan undeniably touched.</p><p><br /></p><hr /><div><i><br />The first goes back the farthest.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><h3 style="text-align: left;">Curtis Armstrong, BSI ("A Fine Actor")</h3><p>Susan Rice, while a young teacher at the Kingswood School in the toney Bloomfield Hills suburb of Detroit, lived in an apartment many teachers would’ve given their eye-teeth for. When I close my eyes, I can still walk through it.  </p><p>Not that that was difficult, because it was a two-room, tiny place, with a kitchenette and bathroom, but to me it seemed like heaven. For one thing it was located in <a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=Cranbrook+Gardens&rlz=1C1CHBF_enUS913US913&sxsrf=ALeKk01xZCMOU7iDpb_ROv-CPRlhW_SZvA:1602817533020&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiCxMfNkLjsAhVFOKwKHd_zDGIQ_AUoAXoECAUQAw&biw=1280&bih=616" target="_blank">Cranbrook Gardens</a>, the park surrounding the old Dodge Estate. Not near the gardens—smack in the middle of them, overlooking the walled gardens themselves, what may have been the original kitchen garden of the estate.  Her apartment was in one the towers in this eccentric layout, and it was beautiful, especially when the park itself was closed to the public, in the winter and after a snowfall. </p><p>Anyway, it was what happened once you got inside the apartment that the real magic happened.  I keep meaning to look through the boxes of old <i>Baker Street Journals</i> that I have stored away somewhere to find that issue of the <i>Journal</i> that changed everything for me. One reason I particularly would like to find it is because Susan and I, in after years, could never remember if it was 1969 or 1970. It doesn’t matter and I have always said it was 1969. It announced the formation of a new scion Society in Bloomfield Hills, calling itself The Trifling Monographs. The contact information was Susan’s address in Cranbrook Gardens. I wrote her, requesting information about the next meeting. I don’t recall a phone conversation, though there may have been one.</p><p>Sometime later, I received a packet in the mail.  Everything in that packet was donated years ago to the BSI Trust, including things like the By-Laws and Initiation.  I did keep a copy of Susan’s cover note to me, invited me and a friend of mine at the time, Cheryl, who was experiencing a fleeting interest in Sherlock Holmes, to the next meeting the following Saturday.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiguD3f26RfTH1lUnWcR3B_wAlSDo8OeepJt7dkZn8_ZgIeDO2lKZu42nCwwi6QLmVv1KrI6AHtvdpb-ohYn5kzHe8_ar7He7WjbpWmjNzEaoRfSF9mmt8xKXG-YvMMCoWjUU7y3-OjfgMg/s1461/Curtis+note.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1461" data-original-width="1228" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiguD3f26RfTH1lUnWcR3B_wAlSDo8OeepJt7dkZn8_ZgIeDO2lKZu42nCwwi6QLmVv1KrI6AHtvdpb-ohYn5kzHe8_ar7He7WjbpWmjNzEaoRfSF9mmt8xKXG-YvMMCoWjUU7y3-OjfgMg/w538-h640/Curtis+note.jpg" width="538" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Susan's note to Curtis (courtesy of Curtis Armstrong)</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>I remember being particularly impressed by the fact that she had to change the time of the meeting because she had a luncheon in Detroit. Not lunch. <i>Luncheon</i>!  </p><p>Our meetings consisted of discussions about previously assigned stories, imaginatively designed quizzes, and just socializing. We were <a href="ihose.co/ihose125" target="_blank">nerds</a>, after all, and Susan’s apartment was a safe space for us.  One of the rare Monograph meetings not held at Susan’s was a dinner at my house, celebrating The Master’s birthday in January 1972. As Susan later reported it in the <i>Baker Street Journal</i>, the menu consisted of “grouse and a little something choice in wines.” (We had all turned 18 by then). I can guarantee that her description made it sound better than it was. As I recall, Cheryl and I had prepared Cornish Game Hen, and garlic bread. To choke down the feast, we had a bottle of Liebfraumilch or something equally lethal. My parents, good eggs that they were, had made themselves scarce that evening, giving the Sherlockians the run of the place.</p><p>And Susan, bless her, had made special arrangements for the evening. One of the guests that night was none other than Robert G. Harris, BSI ("The Creeping Man"), of the legendary <a href="http://www.amateurmendicantsociety.org/" target="_blank">Amateur Mendicant Society</a>. Probably the biggest “get” in the Detroit Sherlockian community at that time, Bob Harris, accompanied by his wife, arrived bearing a Tantalus, a gasogene and a lot of stories. This was a man who, when referring to Christopher Morley, called him “Kit.” Truly, Jupiter had descended that night.  Harris was Susan’s Sherlockian mentor in the same way that she was ours.  </p><p>There were never any restrictions placed on discussion within our little group, and I felt free to talk there in a way I just didn’t with my school friends. We all of us had an instinctive sense of where the limits were, and were we to go too far astray, Susan had the good educator’s ability to rein us in without seeming to.  <br /><br />She was never a collector, but she did have books that we didn’t have, the cherished Writings on the Writings, which we could borrow if we were interested. There was only one book on her shelves she refused to lend us and that one still makes me smile. </p><p>She had been to Greece, she told us, and while there had found next to her on a bus, a paperback book left behind by a previous rider.  The title was <i><a href="https://www.abebooks.com/servlet/BookDetailsPL?bi=30179191646&searchurl=sortby%3D17%26tn%3DThe%2BSexual%2BAdventures%2Bof%2BSherlock%2BHolmes&cm_sp=snippet-_-srp1-_-title2" target="_blank">The Sexual Adventures of Sherlock Holmes</a></i>, by J.Watson. There was much laughter and she let us leaf through it but the book remained on the restricted list.  Many years later, after moving to New York, I found a copy of the book in, of all places, Christopher Morley’s favorite bookshop, Medoza’s, on Ann Street.  It has remained in my collection, unread, ever since.  </p><p>On moving to Los Angeles, I reconnected with one of my erstwhile Monographs, Lucy Chase Williams, who I hadn’t seen since Detroit days. We agreed to meet in a bar in Hollywood and I jokingly said she should wear something distinctive, so I would recognize her. As I walked in that evening, there she was, at the bar, prominently displaying her copy of <i>The Sexual Adventures of Sherlock Holmes</i> for me to see. It appears that during the Monograph’s diaspora, acquiring a copy of Susan’s forbidden book had become a kind of badge of honor! </p><p>Years later, Susan invited me to my first BSI weekend, and the year after, I was invited to my first dinner. As the evening ended, with famous Irregulars as far as the eye could reach, Susan dropped into the seat next to me.</p><p>“Okay,” she said, smiling. “Who do you want to meet?” </p><p>Thanks to Susan Rice, I never looked back.</p><div><br /></div><p></p><hr /><div><br /></div><div><i>A newer attendee of the "weekend" shows how Susan still had that same touch.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><h3 style="text-align: left;">Nancy Holder, BSI ("Beryl Garcia")</h3><div>During my first BSI weekend, I was new to the process of securing reservations for all the different events and I neglected to make a reservation for the Gillette luncheon. I emailed Susan from my room at the Yale Club the morning of. She immediately wrote me back and said, "Come on down anyway! We'll find you a place!" </div><div><br /></div><div>And she did. She greeted me warmly, sat me down with all my new friends, and I immediately felt at home. I think that was the same year she won the Babes Ball costume contest for dressing either as a bee or a beehive. By then I already knew that she  was the bee's knees.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5wdpp4WotQr30GYxRzs_oIlR8XP-xUGCn2IFwYi029Stzzbru9-tFUxatNrr5keAPknsW1BiQII1Hh_bercLGuVClGIgCbnkr79f2G1Udhhffc0_J_dQzcRQEpcYNO8ehVLnos3KV4PwH/s2048/IMG_0199.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5wdpp4WotQr30GYxRzs_oIlR8XP-xUGCn2IFwYi029Stzzbru9-tFUxatNrr5keAPknsW1BiQII1Hh_bercLGuVClGIgCbnkr79f2G1Udhhffc0_J_dQzcRQEpcYNO8ehVLnos3KV4PwH/w480-h640/IMG_0199.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Susan, sporting her classic beehive at at the Gillette Luncheon</span></i><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><hr /><div><br /></div></div><p><i>Over on the Studies in Starrett blog there's a slight detour titled "<a href="http://www.vincentstarrett.com/blog/2020/10/6/off-topic-susan-rice?fbclid=IwAR1jRlimh-gKNNPwFPPR0ntY7VGiZ0P8bObPnmRi6myeuCmqCtShwMN99ZA" target="_blank">This is a Fan Letter</a>." These are some excerpts.</i></p><p><i><br /></i></p><h3 style="text-align: left;">Ray Betzner, BSI ("The Agony Column")</h3><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1jNhyphenhyphen322Pm28cWXGYfEh9sEj8axmghJ6VFnVwg9MLzEKoJ2Iu7Uw4J1LBWk2aYh2DPmFj5iwEfpmMML-twTpWZh2UcWWIo4Qj4Hicnt4djn740JtTUAFPfJ3yrBRUiw_hGTCad48YcW_z/s1500/Ray+Betzner+and+Susan+Rice.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1500" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1jNhyphenhyphen322Pm28cWXGYfEh9sEj8axmghJ6VFnVwg9MLzEKoJ2Iu7Uw4J1LBWk2aYh2DPmFj5iwEfpmMML-twTpWZh2UcWWIo4Qj4Hicnt4djn740JtTUAFPfJ3yrBRUiw_hGTCad48YcW_z/w640-h384/Ray+Betzner+and+Susan+Rice.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Courtesy of Ray Betzner</span><br /></i></td></tr></tbody></table><p><br />Susan was one of those rare folks that everyone admired. That was born out with the ear-splitting cry that went up when Tom Stix called her name as one of the first round of women invested into the BSI. (You can hear it yourself via <a href="https://ihose.co/ihose89" target="_blank">Episode 89 of I Hear of Sherlock Everywhere</a>. If you were there, it is a grand memory to relive. And if you weren’t there, this was a historic moment you may enjoy.)</p><p><iframe allow="autoplay" frameborder="no" height="166" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/244625436&color=ff5500" width="100%"></iframe></p><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Interstate, "Lucida Grande", "Lucida Sans Unicode", "Lucida Sans", Garuda, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: 100; line-break: anywhere; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap; word-break: normal;"><a href="https://soundcloud.com/ihearofsherlock" style="color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="ihearofsherlock">ihearofsherlock</a> · <a href="https://soundcloud.com/ihearofsherlock/episode-89-the-adventuresses" style="color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="Episode 89: The Adventuresses of Sherlock Holmes">Episode 89: The Adventuresses of Sherlock Holmes</a></div><br /><p></p><p>It wasn’t until the 1992 BSI dinner that she and I chatted for a while and we learned of our mutual admiration for Vincent Starrett. Susan had long been a fan of his work and I was just beginning my fascination with the fellow. Susan, who owned many of his books while always claiming not to be a collector, encouraged me to get a hold of Starrett’s books about books. I made a note to do so. </p><p>It was a pleasant talk, the first of many along those lines.</p><p>Then a wonderful thing happened. I got a letter from Susan Rice in the mail. It was my first (and only) fan letter. I know this was a fan letter because Susan states clearly at the top: “This is a fan letter.” I don’t know many shades of crimson that went across my face as I read it, but looking at it now, 28 years later, I am still floored that she would recall those little bits where our paths crossed and thought them worth writing about. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnsYirFepqVn89KHzbjIKcTxH7JpFWShL28czs4eyMt55AbOMtlqN8dOcnPpBku6pvcU_7rcbuj9P8tJ5Mf0O2W3_KESEoCeGno_OGNXFrYjPp54zwywz8iyO3PPIUzQI-rufkAOmCk29P/s971/Fan+letter.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="971" data-original-width="750" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnsYirFepqVn89KHzbjIKcTxH7JpFWShL28czs4eyMt55AbOMtlqN8dOcnPpBku6pvcU_7rcbuj9P8tJ5Mf0O2W3_KESEoCeGno_OGNXFrYjPp54zwywz8iyO3PPIUzQI-rufkAOmCk29P/w494-h640/Fan+letter.jpeg" width="494" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Susan's fan letter to Ray</i></span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>For the next few decades after that letter, I became her devoted follower and we delighted in every opportunity to sit and chat. Susan was one of the wittiest folks I’ve ever known, and being with her encouraged me to try my hand at matching her bon mot for bon mot. I rarely rose to her level, but the competition was always delicious.</p><p><i>Read <a href="http://www.vincentstarrett.com/blog/2020/10/6/off-topic-susan-rice" target="_blank">the rest of Ray's tribute in full here</a> and listen to Susan and Ray talk about Vincent Starrett on <a href="https://ihose.co/ihose61" target="_blank">Episode 61</a>, about which Ray writes, "<b>I didn’t want the afternoon to end. I still don’t</b>."</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><iframe allow="autoplay" frameborder="no" height="166" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=https%3A//api.soundcloud.com/tracks/134357765&color=ff5500" width="100%"></iframe></p><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Interstate, "Lucida Grande", "Lucida Sans Unicode", "Lucida Sans", Garuda, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: 100; line-break: anywhere; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-overflow: ellipsis; white-space: nowrap; word-break: normal;"><a href="https://soundcloud.com/ihearofsherlock" style="color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="ihearofsherlock">ihearofsherlock</a> · <a href="https://soundcloud.com/ihearofsherlock/i-hear-of-sherlock-43" style="color: #cccccc; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="Episode 61: The Private Life of Vincent Starrett">Episode 61: The Private Life of Vincent Starrett</a></div><p><br /></p><div><hr /><div><br /></div></div><div><i>Al and Julie Rosenblatt were there for many aspects of Susan's life, including her marriage to Mickey.</i></div><div><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: left;">Al Rosenblatt, BSI ("Inspector Bradstreet") and Julie Rosenblatt, BSI ("Mrs. Turner")</h3><div><div>We gain our sense of completeness from everything around us, most importantly the people that have enriched our lives. Losing Susan diminishes us personally and in our circle, but we will always have, and keep, the memories she forged: her talent, her character, her fortitude, her boundless fidelity to her friends and causes (not least, the Sherlockian side of her life), her engaging sense of humor, and above all, her love.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nowhere were these qualities on better display than at her wedding with Mickey. Officiating at the ceremony was among the truest privileges of my life. I cannot remember an event that produced more festive tears of joy  from all those assembled and  part of it. We have been to many weddings but this was by far the happiest. </div><div><br /></div><div>We have all shared years of great remembrances like these, with Susan, and we will cherish them forever.</div></div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsz8yEypCHrRe0yuvvjyCLs8BWuZCCzIpYr-7tDfexcJQ3Ez5pIyoAwujd4GoO5lZICuoiHHFB6JVK02uBlnj00PlTSj4XUW6PCniHmBvvCb7ZDjKWJHAH981cwX9R07coBLOfcjoAb1Ie/s960/Mickey+%2526+Susan+wedding.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="620" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsz8yEypCHrRe0yuvvjyCLs8BWuZCCzIpYr-7tDfexcJQ3Ez5pIyoAwujd4GoO5lZICuoiHHFB6JVK02uBlnj00PlTSj4XUW6PCniHmBvvCb7ZDjKWJHAH981cwX9R07coBLOfcjoAb1Ie/w414-h640/Mickey+%2526+Susan+wedding.jpg" width="414" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Courtesy of Mickey Fromkin</i></span></td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><hr /><div><br /></div></div><div><i>The Rosenblatt connection to Susan spans two generations.</i></div><div><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: left;">Betsy Rosenblatt, BSI ("Lucy Ferrier")</h3><div><div>Susan Rice was one of the first adults who felt like a friend to me.  I never really “became” a Sherlockian—in a way, I just always was one, the product of growing up in a Sherlockian household.  But Susan’s inviting kindness and open enthusiasm made me a Sherlockian, rather than just the child of Sherlockians. </div><div><br /></div><div>At my first ASH dinner, I was 12 years old, and I imagine it would have been easy to treat me as an inconvenience. But Susan and the “rowdy table” embraced me. They taught me the songs. We sang them with gusto. </div><div><br /></div><div>Susan always—<i>always</i>, no matter what else was going on—was surrounded by a bubble of warmth and invited others to join her and be joyful in it. She loved you, exactly you, exactly as you are, with all of your offbeat passions. She wanted you to be yourself, as she was herself. Herself was elegant and radiant and compassionate and opinionated and loving and oh, so knowledgeable. </div><div><br /></div><div>Susan and Mickey have been a model of love and mutual support for as long as my memory goes.  They were, I think, the first adults I came out to.  For years, I have delayed making an “oral history” of my time in Sherlockiana because I wanted to find a time when I could do it with them, because my Sherlockian story is so intertwined with them. I love them. I miss Susan.</div></div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA1SUL5RfVWC3a05f7m8HfFyrBv3_djHSlAjThG7AvdBOuEvcOCuuRlcQf5B4sPpTF-jzxZ-8ZCI7FXwq96W3Ls9natdM_2qBMKcswN1HdgpQNshQ1-JvzO8QkrG3XhXBn6XTvDIo2QK57/s960/Mickey+%2526+Susan+BSIWeekend+2015.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="643" data-original-width="960" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA1SUL5RfVWC3a05f7m8HfFyrBv3_djHSlAjThG7AvdBOuEvcOCuuRlcQf5B4sPpTF-jzxZ-8ZCI7FXwq96W3Ls9natdM_2qBMKcswN1HdgpQNshQ1-JvzO8QkrG3XhXBn6XTvDIo2QK57/w640-h428/Mickey+%2526+Susan+BSIWeekend+2015.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Mickey and Susan</span></i><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><hr /><div><br /><i>Susan's decision to turn over the reins of the William Gillette Luncheon was a big one.</i> </div><div><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: left;">Jenn Eaker, BSI ("Mary Sutherland") </h3></div><div><div>“I know I made the right choice.”</div><div><br /></div><div>Susan used to always say those words to me when we were discussing the future of the William Gillette Luncheon and when she would finally step down. She’d say them again when she told me she had decided to pass the hosting torch to me at this year’s event. And she would repeat those words over and over when others came up to her to congratulate her on her tenure of hosting the luncheon coming to an end.</div><div><br /></div><div>Those words are like a balm to me right now. Her belief in me as a successor, her encouragement as a Sherlockian, her support as a friend, made me feel like I could do anything. She was so sure of her decision. Of me. Of my abilities. As someone who suffers severely from imposter syndrome, her words helped me peel away the layers of self-doubt and embrace my talents. </div><div><br /></div><div>And it wasn’t just me she did that for. Susan did that for everyone who came into her orbit. It’s just who she was. A nervous first-time ASH Wednesday attendee would arrive unsure, and leave with new friends, the dates of the next scion meetings in your area, and a seat at the table anytime you were able to return. Susan facilitated that.</div><div><br /></div><div>A new Sherlockian who was interested in writing a trifling monograph on a topic from the Canon would mention it to her in conversation. She would applaud the idea, ask questions to help you shape your thoughts, and then put you in touch with the right people to get it published in one of the many journals. Susan was your personal cheerleader. </div><div><br /></div><div>As a woman, I wouldn’t be a member of the BSI if it wasn’t for Susan and all of the hard work she and the other early Adventuresses did. Susan helped break down the door, and then after it was opened, made sure it never closed on the women and next generations of Sherlockians who followed her. I owe her so much. <b><i>We</i></b> owe her so much.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have our final photo together framed and displayed on a mantel in my home. It’s a lovely picture Charles Prepolec took of Susan, Mickey and me in January 2020. It’s the end of the luncheon, and we three are smiling at the conclusion of another successful event. I look at it every time I pass it, remembering how happy she was that day. And relaxed. Because it was her final time hosting the luncheon. And she knew who was taking over those duties and she didn’t have to worry. I hear her laughter as she catches up with friends. I see her greet old friends she hasn’t seen in years. And for a moment, I can feel the warmth of her presence next to me.</div><div><br /></div><div>There is a Susan-shaped hole in my heart. But her memory lives on. And her legacy will continue to impact all of us, and those yet to find our Sherlockian world.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw_DXFt0iFsE5qFH4qR9EJSt6LbchWvFWRApKUhyHsR4K3jKoDiVbJ9eualRZWuHmu126omnPNMgX2G4diEAyZAAems2cUKryjcuMSdYb5j2VDUSaq_C5JKg1sxpiX1LUt1Nc-rMW6-N2t/s960/Eaker+Fromkin+Rice+-+via+Prepolec.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw_DXFt0iFsE5qFH4qR9EJSt6LbchWvFWRApKUhyHsR4K3jKoDiVbJ9eualRZWuHmu126omnPNMgX2G4diEAyZAAems2cUKryjcuMSdYb5j2VDUSaq_C5JKg1sxpiX1LUt1Nc-rMW6-N2t/w480-h640/Eaker+Fromkin+Rice+-+via+Prepolec.jpg" width="480" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Courtesy of Charles Prepolec</span></i><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><hr /><div><br /></div></div><div><i>Susan had friends from all over, including a relatively quick train ride just south, in Philadelphia.</i></div><div><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: left;">Janice Fisher, ASH ("A Violet-Tinted Pencil")</h3><div><div>At the 2003 Birthday Weekend, I became <i>The </i>Woman of the Baker Street Irregulars. I had arranged to be toasted by my old friend Sherry Rose-Bond; I thought myself rather cunning in being the first Woman to be toasted by a BSI woman. Susan told Steven and me how much she enjoyed these performances and confided, </div><blockquote><div>"Long before I knew I could be a BSI, I had a fantasy of being named The Woman and seizing the microphone after the toast to give the BSI what-for. In my fantasy, I was so witty and charming in my invective that the fellas melted before me and changed their ways. Luckily, I was present to see Janice fulfill that fantasy, except of course that there were women in her audience because the BSI had actually managed to change their ways earlier."</div></blockquote><div><br /></div><div>I remember the famous 1991 Weekend cocktail party where Tom Stix had opened those BSI gates to the investiture of women. In my recollection, Evy Herzog levitated toward Tom as he announced her name, and Susan’s jaw actually fell open when she heard her own. (Sherry and I, in our exuberant post-game recap, were almost ejected from the train back to Philadelphia, but that’s another story.)</div><div><br /></div><div>As a result of my exalted Womanly status, Susan almost immediately began to address me as <i>The</i> in her emails. “Greetings to The,” began one. “I could have typed Greetings to Thee, which would be pronounced the same and would have made me feel all Quakerly!” (She was of course giving my Philadelphia home a shout-out—but Susan never needed to shout.) Another email promoted me: “Greetings O Sovereign The.” An email to Steven and me addressed us as “Dear <i>The </i>and <i>He</i>.”</div><div><br /></div><div>Steven (and I’m sure he’s not alone) has written of Susan’s delight in her friends and in knowing more about them. In an email, she told me, </div><blockquote><div>"I was surprised to hear of [Steven’s] comic collection, though something tells me I learned of this once before and then filed it in that bulging folder of miscellaneous interesting things that soon become obscured by the very thickness of the file. How many-parted we all are, and that's a sort of consolation when the world goes all awry. I can still look into friends and find something new."</div></blockquote><div><br /></div><div>I feel cheated of the opportunity to continue to learn new things about Susan. I'm so <i>peeved</i>—a truly childish word, but that's how I feel—that I won't be able to try match sass with her anymore. I've never met such a witty person who was also so unfailingly nice. It says more about me that I've always taken those to be incompatible traits. But not in the remarkable Susan. It was a privilege and a joy to be her friend.</div></div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOczhxON51zj9Qz-ZrSUkUtemzm-MnJCWfxknaCsik-vcIB9-QZoNPOYPiVty80Ry_UZjfAQ4Inj6cYxGKS4jPvnv93KC0E8BEU6toyrnoncHBB-5Ifm4dNDd4GKvzwREGP6TGjBk2zpkf/s2048/Susan+Rice+and+Sherry+Rose-Bond.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOczhxON51zj9Qz-ZrSUkUtemzm-MnJCWfxknaCsik-vcIB9-QZoNPOYPiVty80Ry_UZjfAQ4Inj6cYxGKS4jPvnv93KC0E8BEU6toyrnoncHBB-5Ifm4dNDd4GKvzwREGP6TGjBk2zpkf/w640-h480/Susan+Rice+and+Sherry+Rose-Bond.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Susan with Sherry Rose-Bond</span></i><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div><hr /><div><br /></div></div><div><i>And while we're in Philadelphia, we should hear from Janice Fisher's husband.</i></div><div><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: left;">Steven Rothman, BSI ("<i>The Valley of Fear</i>")</h3><div><div>I am not sure when Susan and I first had a real conversation. I certainly knew her by sight and reputation by the very early 1980s. I <i>think</i> it was at the bar at 24 Fifth before a BSI Dinner. (Had we both been drafted by Stix to help with set-up? I know I always felt his hand on my shoulder.) But when we spoke, it was immediately clear that here was a people person of the first order—a woman who loved to meet people and find out about them. Since my own philosophy is “everyone has a story,” we were able to chat happily. </div><div><br /></div><div>Janice and I would see Susan and Mickey in New York and when they would come to Philadelphia either to see Helen Gioulis, Mickey’s college roommate, or for a Sherlockian event. Once Susan came to my home just to spend some hours reading Christopher Morley’s letters to Vincent Starrett. We all had fun marveling at what it meant to be a Sherlockian and a literary man in the 1930s and ’40s. Susan enjoyed her time in my library but made it quite clear that she was not a collector. (She always insisted, even while sitting by her own bookcase filled with bee books, that she was <i>not</i> a collector.)</div><div><br /></div><div>Talking with Susan was a delicious experience. She would give you all her attention, her bright eyes glistening with delight. And she would laugh, frequently. She was as happy to see you as you were to see her. I am sure there are people she disliked or who irked her. Susan was not a saint. But even those folks had something in them that she would find intriguing, if not beguiling. The disputatious nature of some Sherlockians frequently troubled her, but, when asked, Susan would offer up a compliment, since they, too, were her friends.</div><div><br /></div><div>And yet Susan had a tongue that could be sharp. She traded gossip with a touch of acid, a gleam in her eye, and that smile on her face. Susan’s smile was at the heart of her very being. The way she would light up at the sight of her friends was a gift to them she could not stop giving.</div><div><br /></div><div>Susan was a great Sherlockian. She was at least a triple threat: she knew her Canon, she loved her Sherlockian family, and she could write like nobody’s business. Susan was brimming with ideas about Sherlockiana, and she told them to the world in her distinctive voice. Susan was a great friend of <i><a href="https://ihose.co/BSJ" target="_blank">The Baker Street Journal</a></i>, and it was a joy to get an article from her. Not only did she write for the <i>Journal</i>, she made sure to let me know she read it, often copying me on notes to authors about articles that she particularly enjoyed. Humor, particularly subtle humor, gave her a special pleasure.</div><div><br /></div><div>When I wanted a <a href="https://bakerstreetirregulars.com/2004/12/27/bsj-2004-christmas-annual/" target="_blank"><i>Baker Street Journal Christmas Annual</i> devoted to The Adventuresses of Sherlock Holmes in 2004</a>, Susan reluctantly but graciously took on the project, though she had not been there at ASH’s birth. It is not only a scionic history; it is also a cultural history. She was always happy to be asked to serve as one of my (heretofore) anonymous judges of the <a href="https://bakerstreetirregulars.com/2001/05/01/morley-montgomery-award/" target="_blank">Morley–Montgomery Memorial Award</a> for the best piece in that year’s <i>BSJ</i>. Indeed, for several years she broke precedent and asked me if she could be a judge, claiming it gave her the greatest of pleasures. And she was an excellent judge. Susan always gave long, reasoned responses for her choices, and there was no real arguing with her rankings. She also helped make the small cocktail party where the Award is announced a special occasion, mingling, laughing, and drinking with a wide smile throughout. </div><div><br /></div><div>One of my favorite memories was the day that Susan and Susan Dahlinger took the bus to Philadelphia to see an exhibition of comic books (with virtually no Sherlockian content) that I had curated. We spent the afternoon looking and chatting. Neither of them had ever really been readers of comics or comic strips, so I was very touched that they would schlep on the bus just to see my tatty comics (albeit in an academic setting). It was a lovely day, and I loved both Susans for arranging it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then there was the wonderful day when we went to Manhattan for Susan and Mickey’s wedding. Everyone in that crowded room at the Players’ Club was smiling broadly. The officiant, Judge Al Rosenblatt, smiled very broadly indeed. But the biggest smiles of all were on the two brides in their matching dresses and lovely floral wreaths. Everyone in the room felt thrilled to be able to witness the marriage of two people whose long engagement had finally been ended by a slow-witted New York State.</div><div><br /></div><div>The best times with Susan were away from the Birthday Weekend crowd, where we could talk, eat, and laugh together. We would exchange our delight with the TV shows <i>Buffy the Vampire Slayer</i> and <i>Xena: Warrior Princess</i>, the most out television show ever in its day. Janice and I would join Mickey, Susan, and our near-neighbor Helen for long, lovely, brunches. Even when she had to use a wheelchair, Susan would trek with Mickey’s tireless assistance to Philadelphia for the <a href="ihose.co/ihose18" target="_blank">Copper Beeches</a>. We discovered together that the Racquet Club’s idea of “wheelchair accessible” involved a very steep ramp from a darkened alley. Somehow, we were able to maneuver Susan and her chair safely, but no one was happy until we had made it to Locust Street.</div><div><br /></div><div>I always said that Susan, with her delight with people and with life, was the youngest person in the room. I think I will forever hear Susan’s voice and see her smile. And I am the better for it.</div></div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1mbcT7OGRY_ULwzNCIayivzEVde5wR4cKXYwjYOW7C7192YpW2c523c_BUl_fSkvQ-gv78TCaYObXs_HnEv9QJwCNhRbeyp8fis7YcNYLwhfIQMKP6MhNs_S5h1H9YyYoyMyzObKWwsg/s960/Blau-Rice.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="641" data-original-width="960" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1mbcT7OGRY_ULwzNCIayivzEVde5wR4cKXYwjYOW7C7192YpW2c523c_BUl_fSkvQ-gv78TCaYObXs_HnEv9QJwCNhRbeyp8fis7YcNYLwhfIQMKP6MhNs_S5h1H9YyYoyMyzObKWwsg/w640-h428/Blau-Rice.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Peter Blau bringing out Susan's smile at the Gillette Luncheon</span></i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div><div></div><div><div><br /></div></div></div><div><div><hr /><div><br /></div></div></div></div><p>One privately-submitted response indicated an important aspect to Susan's collecting habit: that despite her strenuous objections, she <i>was</i> indeed a collector. But unlike so many other Sherlockians who amass books, artwork or tchotchkes, Susan collected friends. And many of them were on the young side, from her aspiring students in Detroit to the more recent fandom. She was a mentor to all of them.<br /><br /></p><p>There's so much to process with these wonderful perspectives. </p><p>While we could write a thoughtful reply or essay to each one, here's a through-line that's worth considering: Susan made everyone feel at home. Like they could be themselves.</p><p>We're not just talking about in Sherlockian ways; look again at the above. She made misfits feel as if we had a rightful place at the table. Nerds, LGBTQ+, noobs, comic book collectors, awkward types. Not only did she collect people, but she put them together and gave them a sense of <i>belonging</i>.</p><p>To make someone feel as if they belong is the ultimate act of love.</p><p>And Susan dispensed it liberally.</p><p>Farewell, Susan. The air of the Sherlockian world is forever sweeter for your presence.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTA8CwMO7T9N9Ab1rQo_jDSGRHvk0is5xRXh1r2G2dyrh-W-RgDHDshTd9OcJbwO5w9gYaDRQ2_VtBXcBlQwEv1UJhKo2VMw-TIhBEYP3HeBymMYbGmi18qe6TxhkKYzHYc8vtSiYotqxw/s640/Susan+-+from+Mickey.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="456" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTA8CwMO7T9N9Ab1rQo_jDSGRHvk0is5xRXh1r2G2dyrh-W-RgDHDshTd9OcJbwO5w9gYaDRQ2_VtBXcBlQwEv1UJhKo2VMw-TIhBEYP3HeBymMYbGmi18qe6TxhkKYzHYc8vtSiYotqxw/w456-h640/Susan+-+from+Mickey.jpg" width="456" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Courtesy of Mickey Fromkin</span></i></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><i>Do you have a particular memory of Susan? Feel free to leave it in the comment section below.<br /></i><p>--</p><p><br /></p>