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This user is of Dutch ancestry.
This user is of German ancestry.
Active also in Turkish and sometimes in French wikipedia. Quite active in Wikimedia Commons too (contributions ).
Turkish...Descending from Cretan Turks . Mother's side American , straightforward Vermonters , with Dutch-German ascendancy on one side (1666 generation ), Scottish-English on the other, according to fairly reliable research done by a family member. Not a U.S. citizen though, applied for it when 18, but since I did not have a criminal record from Cuba or Georgia , it didn't get through. Now I have a rather farcical one from the United Kingdom , but I don't think that will meet the requirement. By the way, I am also Belgian .
Maxims:
Many a calm river begins as a turbulent waterfall, yet none hurtles and foams all the way to the sea.
Mikhail Lermontov
Articles to which I contributed a good deal:
Tantalus - Niobe - Pelops
Gyges of Lydia
Lydian language - Lydian script
Lydians - Carians - Mysians - Lycians
Lycian language - Lycian script
İzmir - Bornova - Karşıyaka - Konak - Alsancak - Kemalpaşa - Urla - Çeşme - Karaburun - Yenifoça - Seferihisar - Tire - River Meles - Mount Nif - Mount Yamanlar
Muğla
Milas - Bodrum
Akyaka - Gulf of Gökova
Datça - Datça Peninsula
Manisa - Turgutlu - Salihli - Gölmarmara
Uşak - Banaz - Karahallı -
Baklan - Bekilli - Beyağaç - Buldan - Çal
Lake Bafa - Lake Acıgöl - Lake Salda - Lake Işıklı
List of Ottoman Grand Viziers
Tekeli Lala Mehmed Pasha - Kara Musa Pasha
Sefâretnâme - Seyahatname
Cretan Turks
Giritli Ali Aziz Efendi - Ahmed Resmî Efendi
SS Kurtuluş - Ottoman torpedo boat Muavenet-i Milliye
Hanabad Caravanserai
Levantine mansions of İzmir
Nail Çakırhan - Selahattin Kantar
Tuğba Özay - Jennifer Şebnem Schaefer - Aysun Kayacı - Demet Evgar
Merve Terzioğlu
Katharine Elizabeth Dopp - Arthur Stratton
Turkish Sweetgum
Marinas in Turkey
2005 Kuşadası minibus bombing
May 2007 Malta migrant boat disaster - December 2007 Seferihisar, Turkey migrant boat disaster - November 2009 Cocos (Keeling) Island migrant boat disaster
2007 Hawiya, Saudi Arabia gas pipeline explosion
Port of Dover
Templates I started:
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THE DAYS OF PEARLY SPENCER
(David McWilliams - 1967,
Marc Almond - 1992)
A tenement, a dirty street
Walked and worn by shoeless feet
Inside it's long and so complete
Watched by a shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child's face
Watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks and leave no trace
And daylight's brightness shuns
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
Nose pressed hard on frosted glass
Gazing as the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grows no grass
Stumbles blindly on
Iron trees smother the air
But withering they stand and stare
Through eyes that neither know nor care
Where the grass is gone
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
Pearly where's your milk white skin
What's that stubble on your chin
It's buried in the rot gut gin
You played and lost not won
You played a house that can't be beat
Now look your head's bowed in defeat
You walked too far along the street
Where only rats can run
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
The race is almost run
A tenement, a dirty street
Remember worn and shoeless feet
Remember how you stood to beat
The way your life had gone
So Pearly don't you shed more tears
For those best forgotten years
Those tenements are memories
Of where you've risen from
The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost won
NORWEGIAN WOOD
(Owen - October 1965;
Paul McCartney,
Ringo Starr)
I once had a girl, or should I say, "She once had me"?
She showed me her room. Isn't it good Norwegian wood!
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere.
So, I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair.
I sat on her rug, biding my time, drinking her wine.
We talked until two, and then she said "It's time for bed."
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didn't and crawled off to sleep in the bath.
And when I awoke I was alone: This bird had flown.
So, I lit a fire. Isn't it good Norwegian wood!