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The 1883 eruption of Krakatoa (Indonesian: Letusan Krakatau 1883) in the Sunda Strait began on 20 May 1883 and peaked on the late morning of Monday, 27 August 1883, when over 70% of the island of Krakatoa and its surrounding archipelago were destroyed as it collapsed into a caldera.

The eruption was one of the deadliest and most destructive volcanic events in recorded history and explosions were so violent that they were heard 3,110 kilometres (1,930 mi) away in Perth, Western Australia, and Rodrigues near Mauritius, 4,800 kilometres (3,000 mi) away.[2] The sound was claimed to be heard in 50 different locations around the world and the sound wave is recorded to have travelled the globe seven times over.[3] At least 36,417 deaths are attributed to the eruption and the tsunamis it created.

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In 1854, Graham insisted on her right to ride on an available New York City streetcar at a time when all such companies were private and most operated segregated cars. Her case was decided in her favor in 1855, and it led to the eventual desegregation of all New York City transit systems by 1865.

Graham later started the city's first kindergarten for African-American children, operating it from her home on 247 West 41st Street until her death in 1901.
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This is the DEATH MASK of a young woman who drowned in the River Seine in the 1880s. As was customary in those days, her corpse was put on display in the Paris mortuary, in the hope that someone might recognize her and claim her body.

The pathologist on duty became entranced by the girl with the enigmatic half-smile, and so he commissioned a plaster cast made of her face. This mask was replicated many times over. She became known as "L'Inconnue de la Seine,” or “The Unknown Woman of the Seine.”

In 1955, a toymaker named Asmund Laerdal created what we now know as the CPR doll. Asmund wanted his mannequin to have a natural appearance. Remembering a mask on the wall of his grandparents' house many years earlier, he decided that the L'Inconnue de la Seine would become the face of Resusci Anne - the CPR doll.

So you see, this anonymous woman who drowned in the 19th century is responsible for saving many, many lives the world over. It is said that she has the most kissed face of all time.
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The Lady of Elx or Lady of Elche (in Spanish, Dama de Elche in Valencian, Dama d'Elx) is a limestone bust that was discovered in 1897, at La Alcudia, an archaeological site on a private estate two kilometers south of Elx, Valencian Country, Spain. It is currently exhibited in the National Archaeological Museum of Spain in Madrid.

It is generally known as an Iberian artifact from the 4th century BC, although the artisanship suggests strong Hellenistic influences. According to The Encyclopedia of Religion, the Lady of Elche is believed to have a direct association with Tanit, the goddess of Carthage, who was worshiped by the Punic-Iberians. Similarly, the sculpture presents features of the Celtiberian culture (the mitre and the pendants) and the own Iberian (fibula).
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^^^
The above should have its own topic The Most Bizarre.
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The Missing V12-Powered Tank Tucker Built to Dominate World War II
Called the Tucker Tiger, it was quicker and lighter than comparable tanks of the day. But when the military didn't commission it, it disappeared after WWII started.

https://www.roadandtrack.com/car-cultur ... sing-tank/
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William Gladstone saw that the books classified as divinity and humanity would be of great value to members of all Christian denominations but he also wished students from other faiths, or none, to have equal access to them. Such potential readers needed a place where they could stay and read with time to think and write in a scholarly environment.

The first step towards fulfilling this vision was taken in 1889 when two large iron rooms were erected with six or seven smaller rooms to act as studies. This building became known as the "Tin Tabernacle" or "Iron Library". Gladstone, over eighty years old, was closely involved in the transfer of 32,000 of his books from Hawarden Castle to their new home a quarter of a mile away, undertaking much of the manual labour himself, helped only by his valet and one of his daughters. Many of the books were moved by wheelbarrow. "What man", he wrote, "who really loves his books delegates to any other human being, as long as there is breath in his body, the office of introducing them into their homes?"
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Captain John "Wild Bill" Crump (Spokane County, Washington), and "Jeep", the only coyote who flew in combat during WWII.

After graduating from high school, Bill joined the USAAF and prepared to fight for his country. One day, during his pilot training, he found a little coyote, which he named "Jeep", and the pair became inseparable. In a world ravaged by war, Bill couldn't wait to go overseas and confront the forces of tyranny...but not without his four-legged friend, so he smuggled Jeep aboard the RMS Queen Elizabeth and they both went to England.

The coyote became a formal member of the 356th Fighter Group, had his own dog tags, and accompanied Bill on five combat missions. Sadly, on October 28, 1944, Jeep was run over by a military vehicle at Playford Hall, Ipswich, and died of his injuries. He was buried with full military honours at Playford Hall, where a plaque marks his resting place.

To honour the memory of his faithful friend, Bill decorated his P-51 Mustang (named Jackie) with a portrait of Jeep. He then flew 77 missions, risked his life to liberate Europe, and managed to survive the rest of the war. In 1992, Bill returned to Playford Hall and spent a moment at Jeep's gravesite.

This true American hero passed away in 2008.
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It was well recognized that Martha Raye endured less comfort and more danger than any other Vietnam entertainer. Don't let the sun go down without reading this about Martha Raye.

The most unforgivable oversight of TV is that her shows were not taped.

I was unaware of her credentials or where she is buried. Somehow I just can't see Brittany Spears, Paris Hilton, or Jessica Simpson doing what this woman (and the other USO women, including Ann Margaret & Joey Heatherton) did for our troops in past wars.

Most of the old time entertainers were made of a lot sterner stuff than today's crop of activists bland whiners. The following is from an Army Aviator who takes a trip down memory lane:

"It was just before Thanksgiving '67 and we were ferrying dead and wounded from a large GRF west of Pleiku. We had run out of body bags by noon, so the Hook (CH-47 CHINOOK) was pretty rough in the back.

All of a sudden, we heard a 'take-charge' woman's voice in the rear.

There was the singer and actress, Martha Raye, with a SF (Special Forces) beret and jungle fatigues, with subdued markings, helping the wounded into the Chinook, and carrying the dead aboard. ‘Maggie' had been visiting her SF 'heroes' out 'west'.
We took off, short of fuel, and headed to the USAF hospital pad at Pleiku.

As we all started unloading our sad pax's, a 'Smart Mouth' USAF Captain said to Martha, “Ms Ray, with all these dead and wounded to process, there would not be time for your show!"

To all of our surprise, she pulled on her right collar and said, “Captain, see this eagle? I am a full 'Bird' in the US Army Reserve, and on this is a 'Caduceus' which means I am a Nurse, with a surgical specialty, now, take me to your wounded!"

He said, "Yes ma'am. follow me."

Several times at the Army Field Hospital in Pleiku, she would 'cover' a surgical shift, giving a nurse a well-deserved break.

Martha is the only woman buried in the SF (Special Forces) cemetery at Ft Bragg.
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^^^And when the child labour act came into being, many fought to stay on
because they knew they were of value to their Families, Communities,
and Country.
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Late summer, 1940. All eyes were fixed on the dramatic events that were unfolding. And yet, an archaeological discovery in Dordogne would, for a brief moment, attract the world's attention.

Halfway up the hill that rises above the town of Montignac was a foxes' den, the possible entrance to an underground passageway that, according to local legend, led to the Lascaux manor. A young apprentice mechanic named Marcel Ravidat made the first attempt to explore this opening, but had to put off the attempt for lack of the appropriate tools. Four days later, on 12 September, he returned with three other boys from the village, Jacques Marsal, Georges Agnel and Simon Coencas. They enlarged the hole and Marcel slipped down into a small vertical shaft. He landed on a cone of scree and slid all the way to the bottom. His three friends joined him. By the light of a hastily constructed lamp, they walked along a gallery some thirty metres long. As the passageway narrowed, they spied the first paintings in what is now known as the Axial Gallery. They explored every part of the cave, whose walls were covered in a fabulous bestiary, finally coming to halt before a black hole that led downwards to other parts of the cave. The next day they returned with a rope, which they uncoiled into the hole in the floor. Marcel was the first to lower himself down the eight-metre-deep shaft. There, at the base, he discovered the scene of the man confronting the bison.
https://archeologie.culture.fr/lascaux/en/discovery-0

The discovery of the monumental Lascaux cave in 1940 brought with it a new era in our knowledge of both prehistoric art and human origins. Today, the cave continues to feed our collective imagination and to profoundly move new generations of visitors from around the world.
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