Thursday, April 12, 2007

Degrees

I learned this past weekend:

1) My maternal grandmother met Ishi. She grew up in San Francisco, and her mother took her out to the UC museum now and then. One day she met a “dark” man in a guard uniform and talked with him a little while. Looking at dates, my grandmother would have been eleven when Ishi died after his four years at the museum.

2) My paternal grandfather met John Muir. Though he grew up in Livermore he also spent time with family in Martinez, where Muir owned a ranch. They met one day at a baptism.

It's said that we're each within six degrees of separation of everyone else, even Kevin Bacon! I believe it. Being two degrees from Muir means I'm only three degrees from Teddy Roosevelt. Down another path, I can get to Abe Lincoln in five steps: my mother, her grandfather, Annie Bidwell (whom he worked for at the mansion in Chico), hence to her husband John Bidwell, and then President Lincoln, whom he surely met at the Republican Convention of 1864 (if not, Bidwell and Lincoln were both acquainted with Sherman, Grant etc., making it six).

Do these connections count over the internet? I think not. I think the acquaintence should be face to face, if even for just a minute. What think you? What interesting people can you get to, if you just happen to know the links?

9 comments:

Paula said...

My hubby worked with a lawyer named Ted Graham, who I met at a wedding. Ted was friends with Pete Wilson, so I'm less than six degrees away from most world leaders, right? Apparently Dean Koontz is a member of our temple (who knew?), so I'm connected to all the writers AND PUBLISHERS he knows. I think.

Sal said...

... I know someone who dated Pete Wilson while she and he were undergrads at Cal.

My brother's brother-in-law was Otis Redding's second cousin! NO WAIT! The HS art teacher was Lindsey Buckingham's aunt. Um. NO WAIT! I know a guy (lives just down the hill from here) who talked Janis into coming back from Texas because Chet Helms wanted her to be the girl singer for Big Brother and the Holding Company.

I am >< close to the patheon of psychedelic rock and roll!

Anonymous said...

I met Nipsy Russell once. Does that count?

Okay, FINE. I met Bo Diddley, too.

Anonymous said...

I'm kind of proud of having shook hands with John Glen, putting me two degrees from each of the other original thirteen American astronauts.

I also know a guy whose car was run into by Bess Truman's car.

I was in an art class in high school with Grateful Dead's Pig Pen's little sister.

I kicked Kevin Bacon's ass this one time.

Just kidding.

Don said...

Pete Wilson. Bo Diddley! You people are truly amazing.

I once met Jerry Lee Lewis. Well, almost. I slapped him on his sweaty shoulder as he ran by, high on meth.

I once almost got beaned by a golf ball hit by Willie Mays. He almost looked right at me!

Ooh, Willy McCovey signed my Giants cap. I wish to hell I knew where it was.

My great grandfather was mechanic for a day for Barney Oldfield.

My mom was pretty bikini girl for a day for Jack LaLanne.

The amazing connectedness of life just goes on and on, doesn't it?

Anonymous said...

I rock at the Bacon game. Huh? This one wasn't about me either? Oh Fine.

Sal said...

pantheon schmantheon. Do so know how to spell.

Anonymous said...

Jen, it's downright eerie the way you do the Bacon game. You're, like, tapped into some movie dimension or something.

I think I asked this once: if when I was a kid I was in a play with a girl who later grew up to be in movies, do I get a Kevin Bacon index number? (She was in a Woody Allen flick.)

Roy

Harry said...

My Dad once saluted Ted Williams during WW2.

My Mom drew blood from C. S. Forester when he lived in Berkeley.

My brother gave Prince Andrew a tour of the USS Constellation.

I've had extended conversations with the rhythm section from CCR.

Don, our brothers went to grammar school with Lenny Pickett's younger brother. I remember watching Jerry Lee walked past, and I think he was just high on craziness. Still you never know. In any case it was the single greatest rock and roll show I've ever seen or ever will see.