Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #143

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #143

…with Eastman’s talent for capturing the moment on nitrocellulose and Harv having the knack of being in the right place at the right time, this venture, into an established literary format, may well succeed…

Judith Eastman responds to poor-mouth Harv Pearson, “Hurricanes and assassination and who knows what else have given you the most respected by-line I’ve seen in years. Your name has been mentioned in the same breath with Horace Greeley. Small town, my eye!

“And I don’t mean to change the subject, but have you found a hot-shot lawyer to draw up our partnership papers yet?”

“Oh yes, for the Pearson-Eastman Journal?”  Harv suggests. Judith rolls her eyes at the order of the surnames. He ignores her exaggerated pantomime, prefacing his real answer with, “Do you remember that young couple, the Ferrells?”

“Yes…?” She recalls them as handsome and young.

“Well I thought it would be good business to give the lad, James, his first taste in contract law.”

“Is he old enough to vote?” she wonders aloud.

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“Well, just this year, but he must be the brightest student at Harvard Law School… that is what his mother said.”

“My dog, Frisky, is smart. But I don’t expect he’ll be running for Congress any time soon.” With that analogy, she summons the regular lighting in her Rochester, New York laboratory, which is just down the hall from her inventive brother George’s same.

Judith Eastman will be as formidable an associate as she is a companion. If he has any thought of pulling a fast one, perhaps assuming she does not care or notice this or that, he can take those unilateral notions and pitch them out with yesterday’s garbage.

  “I can see where you might be skeptical and I apologize for wanting to aid in the career of a hometown boy,” he invites sympathy for his cause, “but you see, he is interning at Beacon Hill Partners. The senior attorneys will be supervising the entire document.”

“Thank you for clarifying those details for me. I am betting my long range security on this magazine, Harv…” she feels fully exposed to the whims of fate, “not to mention giving myself to you… like some daffy girl in prep school.”Daffy wallpaper

  “What’s wrong with that?” It sounds perfectly normal to him.

   “It’s just not like me! I am going to be forty years old in a couple of years and I’m holding hands and kissing, not to mention making my banker very nervous.”

          “Do you think I do this every day myself?  Noooooo. My assistant editor thinks I have lost my mind. They are sending my picture to post offices asking, “Have you seen this man, he’s gone daffy?”.”

“They aren’t, are they?”

“No, silly, but you can believe my banker is feeling the pinch. I may have withdrawn 25% of their assets – the Quincy National Bank is a fancy name for 2000 life savings that probably averages less than a thousand dollars, and that is if you don’t count Herb Love.”

The new magazine will have start-up costs of nearly a million dollars, but all indications are that with Eastman’s talent for capturing the moment on nitrocellulose and Harv having the knack of being in the right place at the right time, this venture, into an established literary format, may well succeed. They are gambling that pages, filled with equal portions of word and picture, will entice Americans to make the Pearson-Eastman Journal a monthly must read.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #136

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #136

…In the first staged pose, she has the President sitting in a chair and the Tallahassee Twelve surrounding him…

Judith Eastman goes about arranging her subjects with a bubbling fountain as the backdrop. In the first staging, she has the President sitting in a chair and the Tallahassee Twelve surrounding him. The second same, Alpha Campbell is seated on the floor, between McKinley’s knees. A third group shot, has the commander-in-chief is flanked by Herbert and Phoebe Love, just as they have stood by him through war and peace.

    The adept photographer flows through a series of individual requests:

  1. John, Martha, James and Abbey.
  2. Willy, Amanda and Alfrey.
  3. Ziggy, Frieda and Alfrey.
  4. Herb and Phoebe alone.
  5. Frick and Frack/Jacob and Jacques.

And just about everybody alone with the President.

“I have only two exposures left,” an exhausted Judith tells them.

“If you show me how to work your camera, how about and you and the Prez?” offers Harv Pearson.

“I would like that and–Mister Love would you then take a picture of Harv and me?”

Both men takes his turn behind the lens.

Harv snaps off a beauty, Judith shaking McKinley’s hand. Somewhat hammy, yet quite dignified.

Herb needs not prompt the subjects of the final exposure; Eastman and Pearson, arm in arm, smiling ear to ear, perhaps at the warmth of the present, or the bright prospects in their future.mckinley-at-pan-american-exposition

“You will have to give me my leave, friends. I delivered a taxing speech toady, oh, not literally a tax speech, well you know what I mean and of course there is the reception in the Temple of Music tomorrow afternoon.” His bushy gray eyebrows furl at the thought of another long night of policy making, taking more time away from his beloved Ida.

William McKinley exits the room through a gauntlet of extended arms. No hand goes un-shook, no one goes away disappointed.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #133

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #133

…With her hand still in his, Harv’s mind is busy wondering if she may be, “George Eastman’s daughter?…

This intriguing lady is about to take her leave.

Harv Pearson is letting opportunity slip away. He realizes that she would not know why thisJudith Eastman-001 stranger is asking dumb questions, when he actually knows much of the artistry of photography, merely little of new mechanics.

“No!” he blurts, eliciting terse indignation. He seems intimidated by the woman, not for reasons of business, rather his rusty methods in dealing with a female that he is very attracted to. If she had been a mousy frump, with thick glasses and shrinking manner, he would have already submitting a resume for possible employment at the Reporter. She continues on, lugging her heavy equipment.

Mustering up the last of his courage, he straightens his tie, combing his thick, ever so slightly graying hair, off his forehead. With notepad in hand, he presents his best journalistic look. “Please, Miss, I do not wish to be a pest…”

“You are about to achieve that very thing.”

“Allow me to introduce myself,” he extends his hand. “I am Harv Pearson from the Quincy Reporter.”

  “Quincy, Florida?”

“Yes.”

“I have read your pieces on the Gulf Coast hurricane. Very moving, I must say.” She frees a hand to return his formal greeting, reassessing him in the bargain. ‘Not so bad’ she thinks, now that he has been validated in her mind. It occurs to her that she values who a person is, rather than accepting them sight unseen. She still has a chance to correct that flaw in her character. Judith Eastman,” she offers simply, “and forgive me for my lack of manners. When I’m at a task, I tend to look past other present matters.”

She flashes an absolutely charming smile, heretofore masked by her tunnel vision.

With her hand still in his, Harv’s mind is busy wondering if she may be, “George Eastman’s daughter?

“You flatter me, sir; sister yes, daughter no. But a good guess nonetheless and no doubt because you are up on things.”

“I do try… is it Miss Eastman?” She nods for him, which is a concession for her, considering she still wears a gold band on her left ring finger, even though she has been divorced for going on ten years. Judith does not harbor many particular fond memories of the mistake variety, but the ring allows editing of potential suitors, at least the ones who care respect marital status. Harv Pearson never bothered to look, a case of dumb luck. “I truly believe that photographic pictures will take the delivery of news to a higher plain.”

“We think that as well, Mister Pearson.”

“Make that Harv and the Eastman vision in the discipline goes without saying.” Judith’s family is to photography, as the oceans are to water.

“I’m not sure about my artistic expertise, but I do take new equipment to the field. That’s why I am here, testing a commercial version of my brother’s hand held box camera.” She underscores her role in the success of the Eastman Dry Plate and Film Company, now Eastman Kodak.


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Eastman Kodak Beginnings

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Eastman Kodak Beginnings

  

Eastman Kodak Company, commonly known as Kodak, is an American multinationalimaging and photographic equipment, materials and services company headquartered inRochester, New York, United States and incorporated in New Jersey.[3] It was founded byGeorge Eastman in 1888.

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George Eastman (July 12, 1854 – March 14, 1932) was an American innovator and entrepreneur who founded the Eastman Kodak Company and popularized the use of roll film, helping to bring photography to the mainstream. Roll film was also the basis for the invention of motion picture film in 1888 by the world’s first film-makers Eadweard Muybridge and Louis Le Prince, and a few years later by their followers Léon BoulyThomas Edison, the Lumière Brothers, and Georges Méliès.

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