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Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Warby Parker Spectrum Sun Collection launch

{Before I start, I would like to say that I was not compensated in any way for this post. Warby Parker directly contacted me to write a post on their new collection's launch, which I gladly wrote.}

Warby Parker is known for having quality glasses and sunglasses, suitable for any budget and style. This latest collection from them, the Spectrum Sun Collection, is no exception. As you will see in the images below Warby Parker has both classic shapes as well as fun colorful frames. Let them introduce the collection to you:
You look like you could use some color. The delights of spring — daffodils, sunshine, iced coffee — are arriving right on schedule, and we’ve got just the thing for the season.

Dean in English Oak

Hall in Cherry Blossom

Minnie in Eucalyptus

Piper in Woodland Tortoise

Like other Warby Parker glasses, the ones from this collection are priced at $95 for nonprescription. If you order online they have free shipping and free returns. Some of those pictured are existing styles with new updated colors or lenses. And remember: for every pair of glasses or sunglasses purchased, Warby Parker provides a pair to someone in need with their non-profit partners around the world.

For more information, check out the Warby Parker Spectrum Sun Collection online, which launched today! (Also available in stores). I think the Dean or Piper sunglasses are my favorite styles. Which new pair of Warby Parker sunglasses from the Spectrum Sun collection are your favorite?

{all images property of Warby Parker}

Friday, March 14, 2014

Friday's Fancies: March

Friday's Fancies: March 2014

Happy Friday all!

I am participating in yet another Friday's Fancies link up with {long distance loving} by Ali Vinciguerra. This month is about how the snow is finally melting, St. Patrick's Day parties are here, and Spring will soon (officially) be here. Green is the theme.

You will see from my Polyvore that I went a bit out in the green spectrum with some gorgeous blue-green pieces that brighten up this ensemble. Maybe this woman is going to a greek semi-formal or maybe she is attending a horse race. Sometimes a girl needs her own spot of Irish whisky (in chic flask of course) when at an event! [Especially if that girl is me, cannot drink beer, and has an assigned DD!]. Why not, right?

This outfit was inspired by the runway looks from Oscar de la Renta Spring 2014. Classic dress silhouettes with accessories. His models went down the runway grasping gloves or carrying a cardigan or clutch. The models had simple hair, clean and bright skin, with statement necklaces or earrings (occasionally both in the same outfit). Review the looks yourself on

A model walks the runway at the Oscar De La Renta fashion show during Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Spring 2014 on September 10, 2013 in New York City. (Photo by Slaven Vlasic/Getty Images)

(Photo by Slaven Vlasic/Getty Images)

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(Photo by Slaven Vlasic/Getty Images)

Check out the other ladies who have joined Long-Distance Loving's link up!

Thursday, March 13, 2014

James Addison Jones I: reasons for greatness - religious faith

Reasons for Greatness

No one could dispute that James Addison Jones was a great man. He was great in what he accomplished in the business world, great in his overcoming the handicaps of poverty and very limited education, and great in carrying on his home, church, and business affairs when his heart was heavy many times over the loss of loved ones. And, I think he was great in his philosophy of life--in his beliefs that he tried to live and to teach his children.

Mrs. Helen Boren Cloninger expressed her feeling this way:
"To me the biggest thing your father accomplished was the mark he was able to leave on his children. Do you know of a family whose descendants are carrying on in civic, church, and family, each in his own way, as you all are doing?"
While this is a lovely tribute to the whole family, as well as to our father, I doubt if some of us deserve it. Whether all of us deserve this tribute can be questioned, but no one can dispute that James Addison Jones tried to develop in his children the qualities he admired and the beliefs he held dear. I shall attempt to show some of the methods he used to train his large family, giving incidents where I can, to reveal his characteristics and philosophy of life.

Methods of Rearing His Children

Religious Faith and Devotion to the Church

Bishop Costen J. Harrell in paying tribute to my father at his funeral remarked,
"This sturdy American was also an humble and stalwart Christian. The care of his large and growing business did not cause him to forget life's deeper concerns. He was in his own home a priest as well as a provider. Daily the members of his family were called together for worship. Persistently he kept before his children the Book that is a lamp unto our feet and a light unto our path. He was at all times concerned for the life and expansion of the Church, was a generous contributor to her support and was many times called to sit in her councils. Being a man of stalwart and unpretentious faith, he was a true and devoted son of the Church of God. He was a good steward of things God trusted to him."
My father was not only openly devoted to the Methodist Church, but he also tried to live his beliefs and tried to teach his children to follow his example. He attended regularly every service of his church and saw to it that each member of his family did likewise. Here I will give Berryman's views on this:
"Our father and mother believed that their children should go to Sunday School each Sunday and take as much interest in their church as they did themselves. It soon became a MUST in the lives of the children, when they were able to enroll in the kindergarten department of the Sunday School, go every Sunday, and when they got to be five or six years of age, to learn to sit quietly in church during the morning church services.

Early in Dad and Mother's married life, they made a decision to have daily family prayers together each evening, when possible. Each evening, before putting the youngest of the children to bed, they would gather the children together in the library room for family worship. Dad would read a chapter from the family Bible, and then he would lead us all in prayer on our knees, thanking God for the many blessings God had bestowed on his family, for work to do, for His Church, for the health and happiness of his family.

It was Dad's and Mother's simple Faith in their God and Creator, to whom they looked for constant strength, wisdom, guidance, health, and the will to do His Will. It was THIS FAITH, THE ROCK on which they both built a home and family ties, and it was THIS FAITH on which a small building contractor ventured forth into the business world. THIS FAITH stayed with Dad through all his years, and to it he gave the credit for his ability to build one of the largest construction corporations in this country."

Photograph of Edwin L. Jones, Sr. holding a commemorative plaque honoring the Bronx Division of American Women's Voluntary Services, J.A. Jones Construction Company shipyard, Brunswick, Georgia, 1943; Original photograph scanned by the Brunswick-Glynn County Library. Described by the Digital Library of Georgia as a part of Georgia HomePLACE: an initiative of the Georgia Public Library Service and GALILEO.
As a result (and a tribute) to my father's devotion to the church and to the training he gave his children, nearly all of our large family have followed his example of being active in church affairs. My oldest brother, Edwin, has achieved even greater honors and recognition than our father did. He received the great honor of being one of the few persons named to membership in the Methodist Hall of Fame in Philanthropy. He has served the Methodist Church in many capacities for years. A few of these offices that he has held are: Member of the Council on World Service and Finance since 1940; Treasurer of the World Methodist Council; Chairman of the Crusade for Christ of the Western North Carolina Conference; and Chairman of the Lake Junaluska Assembly, Inc. And Edwin's son, Edwin L. Jones, Jr. has followed in his father's and grandfather's footsteps, in being active in conference, district and local Methodist affairs.

Until the latter part of my father's life, he held strictly to the view that dancing and bridge-playing were sinful and did not permit them in the home. However, Dad dropped his fight and objections to our having bridge cards and playing the game in our home after he caught Charles playing with a deck of bridge cards that Grandmother Boren had given him. (Charles was seven or eight years old then.) But Dad never approved of or gave permission for any of us to dance in our home.

And I doubt if he actually ever withdrew his objections to card-playing in our home; he just tolerated it. Edwin, Jr. told me about this incident that occurred at the beach, about twelve years before Dad died. During an electrical storm one Sunday, lightning struck near Dad's cottage. Dad was listening to the radio at the time, and near him a group of young folks were playing bridge. Following the bolt of lightning, a small ball of fire seemed to jump out of the radio and roll across the floor. My father with one big swoop of his hand overturned the card table, saying, "There will be no more card playing in my home on Sunday. THE LORD HAS SPOKEN".

{this post continues with the text of Minnie B. Jones Ussery, who wrote this in 1960}

Isn't that last bit hysterical? (at least that is how I read it - so funny and yes, dramatic). I love how he was firm in his beliefs but still had a sense of humor and kindness. My Grandpapa remembers his grandfather JAJ1 quite fondly. Same with his father Raymond. My Dad was born in 1953, so he never got to know his grandfather Raymond. He never had a grandfather at all. I remember he told my cousin's that at our Pappy's funeral last February. How we needed to know having a relationship with one at all was such a huge blessing. Once I am done sharing the "Minnie B." family history, I will share my perspective and memories/stories Grandpapa and Grandmama have told me about the family. Hopefully more pictures, too.

James Addison Jones I: last period of life

Last Period of Life

Into the life of this man who gave of himself so unreservedly in business, church, and civic affairs, more sorrow was destined to came. In 1933 or 1934, "Miss Maude", his third wife, underwent surgery for the removal of one breast, as it was found to have a malignant growth. The family were informed that she could live at best six years or less, as she had the disease in an advanced stage. This was a severe blow to my father, then sixty-four or sixty-five years old. But other terrible events were yet to come.

On May 4, 1935, Johnie, Dad's then favorite son, was drowned in the lake at Lake Lure, North Carolina. This was a terrific blow to my father. Working daily with Johnie in the office, he had formed a close attachment to him and had high hopes for him. Johnie, entering the office of the company after a year at a business college, quickly mastered the office routine and did the work of two men easily. He was energetic, intelligent, friendly, good natured, and hard-working, and he had endeared himself to my father more than my other brothers had at that time. The fact that his body was not found for two or three days made his tragic death even more terrible. Again a coffin lay in state in the parlor of "the big house" (as we children called our home), and again a man who had buried a baby son, two wives, and his eldest daughter, now had to see his favorite son be put into the ground. Dad was sixty-six years old then, and he felt Johnie's loss deeply. He was also concerned for his grandson, Johnie Jr., who was six years old at the time.

In 1934 or 1935, Dad bought a cottage on the water front at Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, and gave it to "Miss Maude". Both she and Dad took a lot of interest in this cottage and enjoyed spending the summers there for the next five or six years. There were six bedrooms in the house, all of which were occupied all of the summer. Married children, relatives, and friends were invited there in a continuous stream. I believe "Miss Maude" got more pleasure out of running this beach home, even, than she did the home in Charlotte. Both she and Dad seemed to enjoy those summers a lot, and of course the young folks in the family reveled in the sea-shore life.

In April, 1941, my father was bereaved again, and another coffin lay in honor in the parlor. Miss Maude fought a brave fight for six or seven years and was not helpless until near the end, but her battle against cancer was hopeless. Again, this man, now seventy-one, had to suffer the heartbreak of losing a wife, his third, but this time he was faced with the loneliness and emptiness of a big house without any family. However, he preferred to stay there. He would not consent to even visit around among his married children, much less live with them.

By this time, I believe, or shortly thereafter, all the children had married and left home except Charles, and he was a freshman at Virginia Polytechnic Institute. Four marriages occurred within a year. Dorothy married George Robinson Smith, Jr.; Emma Renn married Seaborn Wright; Helen married Morton Funkhouser; and Robert married Betty Waldron. I believe it was several years later, probably in 1946 or 1947 that Charles was married to Mary Faison Lambeth, niece of Edwin's wife, Annabel.

My great-grandmother, Lucille Hubbard Jones

My great-grandfather, Raymond Allen Jones, Sr.

I have already mentioned Edwin's marriage to Annabel Lambeth in 1915. Other marriages in the family were as follows: Raymond's' marriage to Lucille Hubbard occurred about 1920. I was married to Hugh Dudley Ussery in 1930, and Frank married Allene Pittard about two years later. James buried his first wife in 1930 and in 1935 married Virginia Laseter. Paul married Margaret Hyland about 1936, and Berryman, the bachelor of the family for many years, was married in 1938, to Janet Stimpson.

After "Miss Maude's" death, Dad lost interest in life around him for several months. He suffered from many ailments that were chronic and subject to quick flare-ups, such as diabetes, high blood pressure, and arthritis. Although he felt bad then, he usually managed to go to the office every day and at least do a half-day's work. But, for the first time I can recall, he seemed to feel sorry for himself--a rare thing for this man who had suffered so much and had overcome so many obstacles.

Fortunately, this period in his life was short. I was delighted to hear that he was courting again, and all the family were as happy as I was when he persuaded Miss Rose Walsh, age fifty, to marry him, January 16, 1942. He was seventy-two then, but he was very active and energetic and did not seem that old. "Miss Rose", as we affectionately call her, was as devoted to my father as his other wives had been, and he was devoted to her. She gave him much happiness the last eight years of his life and made these years ones of comfort, affectionate care, and companionship. He stayed active in his business, in church, and at home, and never really began to be feeble until the winter before he died.

From his seventy-fifth through his eightieth birthday (his last), there was a family reunion in his honor on each birthday. These family get-togethers were great and happy occasions for all concerned and seemed to bring much happiness to him. Since his death, the family has held three or four reunions, the last one in June, 1958.

His seventy-fifth birthday on August 20, 1944, was also celebrated with an employees' testimonial dinner in his honor and in honor of the fiftieth anniversary of the J. A. Jones Construction Company. This, I believe, he placed as one of the many happy highlights of his long and eventful life. His employees gave him a beautiful watch that night--a gift that meant much to him.

Also, in that same year, he had the honor of accepting the highest award the Maritime Commission bestows--the Maritime "M". In accepting this award, he turned to the crowd and said,
"During celebrations of this kind we often overlook the part the women at home play in our success. In my opinion, these women should share in every award we receive here today".
In accepting the Army-Navy "E" award for Speed and Economy during World War II, Jim Jones is reported to have turned to the crowd and said,
"Here are the people who deserve this, for they have earned it".

On April 10, 1948, all of his children were present with him and Miss Rose (and also many of the grandchildren) for the dedication of the James Addison Jones Library at Brevard College, Brevard, North Carolina. (The money for this library was donated by the J. A. Jones Construction Company.) Bishop Clare Purcell, presiding bishop of the Charlotte area of the Methodist Church, paid high
tribute to my father in his dedicatory address. Dad said then, "This has been one of the most enjoyable days of my life".

During the winter of 1949-1950, Dad had several bouts with colds and influenza which weakened him and a mild stroke which affected him slightly on one side. The final blow, however, was the sudden death of his second son, Raymond, who died from a stroke, while on a business trip for the company in Bolivia. His death occurred on May 8, 1950, when he was fifty-five years old. His death was too great a sorrow for an old man, already in poor health. However, Dad remained active up until the last week of his life, even going to the office three days before his death. He died suddenly and quietly of a cerebral hemorrhage at 7:46p.m., Thursday, May 20th, 1950, at the age of eighty. His death occurred only twelve days after Raymond died.

Now this wonderful old man, who had seen so many of his loved ones taken from him, was at rest. Hundreds came to the "big house" to do him honor as his body lay in state in the coffin in the parlor. Many more hundreds sent floral offerings to show their respect or affection for him. As we rode to the cemetery, with car after car filled with his family and his friends, I overheard a woman remark, "He sho' must have been a great man". James Addison Jones was survived by his fourth wife, eleven of his fifteen children, and by twenty-six grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren. Today, his eleven children are still living, the grandchildren have increased to thirty-one in number, and the great-grandchildren now number eighteen.

{this post continues with the text of Minnie B. Jones Ussery, who wrote this in 1960}

James Addison Jones I: religious and civic activities

Religious Activities

Not only did the family get a beautiful home in Dilworth, but they also got a beautiful, new, large stone church-home, the Dilworth Methodist Church, built on the city block directly across from our home. The J. A. Jones Construction Company built this church, with Dad watching every step of its construction. He took as much pride in this new church as he did in his home and loved to show every part of it to visitors. The next year, 1927, he had the satisfaction of building a lovely two-story parsonage. In 1940, through his generosity and that of Edwin, the company was able to build for the church a large two-story educational building. The congregation showed their appreciation and esteem of my father by naming the building "The J. A. Jones Educational Building." Also, at that time the company built a lovely, little Memorial Chapel beside the church. Jim Jones and his third wife, Maude Boren Jones, gave the furnishings in this chapel and the beautiful stained-glass windows.

My father held many offices and honors in the Methodist Church. He was a charter member of the old Trinity Methodist Church and chairman of its Board of Stewards for many years, before he became one of the leaders in the development and growth of the large Dilworth Methodist Church, which had a membership of nearly fifteen hundred in 1942 and now has twenty-two hundred members. He served as chairman of the Board of Stewards of this church or chairman of its Finance Committee for many years. In honor of his more-than-forty years of service, he was made an honorary chairman of the Board of Stewards and Life Member by the Dilworth Methodist Church a few years before his death. Edwin recounts Dad's church activities as follows:
"He was sent as a delegate to the Annual Conference of the Methodist Church time and again. He was placed on the General Board of Church Extension of the Southern Methodist Church where he served with distinction for a long time. His knowledge of building and his interest in the church were very valuable to this Board of Church Extension. He was elected by the Annual Conference of the Methodist Church as a delegate time and again to its General Conference which meets every four years. He must have been a delegate to the General Conference six or seven times, or even more, and acquired vast knowledge of church-wide affairs, and was of great influence in many church-wide matters. He was a delegate to the United Conference of the Methodist Church in Kansas City, Missouri, in 1939, and to three Jurisdictional Conferences."

The family recognized the importance of these church conferences to Dad. I recall it was a standing joke that we could not plan any activity when these conferences were taking place, not even our marriages, because he would not let anything prevent him from attending them.

Dad and my brother, Edwin, were the main organizers of the Charlotte City Methodist Mission Society and donated generously to it's support. It was formed to establish new churches in the fast-growing areas in Charlotte, and Dad's efforts in this direction almost constituted personal sponsorship of the program (including Providence UMC). To him can be given the credit for the building of eight new churches during the last seven years of his life, according to the Reverend Dr. Howard P. Powell. These churches, started as chapels are now attractive, self-supporting churches.

Civic Activities

During a few of the early years of his marriage, Jim Jones was a member of the "Volunteer Fire Department" of Charlotte. As this was the only fire department the small town had, membership was greatly coveted and considered quite an honor. During the years his large family was growing up and some were finishing their education, getting married, and starting out on their own, Jim Jones found the time in his busy life, somehow, to be active in civic affairs as well as in his church and in his business. Even as far back as 1913, maybe earlier, he was called on to serve in the administrative affairs of Charlotte. He was first placed on a five-man "Water Board," where he served a number of years. When Charlotte experienced a prolonged drought in 1913, he had the foresight to see the growth of Charlotte and the need for a large, dependable source of water. Through the force of his personality and his honest convictions, backed by his known sound judgment, he was able to persuade the other members of the Water Board that the wisest course was to lay pipes to the Catawba River, instead of drilling artesian wells as the others at first wanted to do. This step has since proved a godsend to Charlotte, which now gets an ample amount of water from the river.

He next served several years as a member of the Executive Committee, appointed by the Board of Aldermen to look after the various departments of the city and see that they were run efficiently. When Charlotte adopted the council form of government, J. A. Jones was elected one of the first commissioners and served two, maybe three, terms in a creditable manner. He was a member of this Board of Commissioners in 1930, the year I married.

Dad was an active supporter of the Y. M. C. A. and a life-long member and trustee. He was a good citizen, whole-heartedly and constantly. His breadth of understanding and his keenness of judgment won him the public trust. In addition to these civic duties, he also found the time to serve on the Board of Trustees of three hospitals: The Charlotte Memorial Hospital, the North Carolina Orthopedic Hospital at Gastonia, and the Elkin Hospital at Elkin. He was a member of the Board of Trustees of the Methodist Home for the Aged and of Greensboro College, at Greensboro, North Carolina, a liberal arts college for women, supported by the Methodist Church.

He was an ardent and loyal member of Phalanx Lodge of Masonry, a 32nd degree Mason, and a Shriner. His love of people and his many friendships found a rewarding outlet in the Masonic Order.
Besides his business, his home, his church, and civic duties, James Addison Jones had interest in and held administrative offices in many industrial and commercial establishments in Charlotte and in the South. He served as president of the Addison Realty Company, president of the Skyland Hotel Company, president of the Highlands Hotel Company, director of the Bank of Commerce and of the Interstate Milling Company, and of the Citizens Hotel Company.

{this post continues with the text of Minnie B. Jones Ussery, who wrote this in 1960}