The Games were part of history as far back 776 BC! An olive wreath was given to the winner of the ancient games. Additional games and prizes were added over hundreds of years. Prizes became quite grand, so grand that by 393 AD bribery and corruption caused Emperor Theodosius to ban the games!
Carole Wimberg Cadora's Olympic Journal of Beijing Olympics 2008, Athens 2004, Salt Lake City 2002, Sydney 2000, Atlanta 1996, Barcelona 1992, Los Angeles 1984, Montreal 1976, Munich 1972 and Mexico 1968 and...the olympic spirit. Weaving present and past, the blog gives different perspectives, working in broadcasting within the International Broadcasting Center yet includes the great fun of experiencing the games as an outsider with no credentials. (added later: Vancouver 2010, London 2012)
Tuesday, August 2, 2016
Frank Shorter Remembers Munich 1972
This morning, stopped everything to listen to NPR's interview of Frank Shorter, Olympic runner, speak about his experience of living in the Olympic Village in 1972.
He gazed in wonder, as I did, at the strange visual of first, one man, then two men with black covered faces (probably black socks with holes cut out) who held rifles on the small patio inside the Olympic Village. This patio was very close to the public walkway that almost everyone used to enter the Olympic Stadium. Frank was inside the village. I was outside the village on my way to the stadium. I walked slowly then stopped as only a few others did. Most folks kept walking. Like Frank, I had never seen anything like this before. This might have been one of the first, or among the first terrorist attacks. Frank was an easy target and I was. Did we or most of the people outside or inside the Olympic Village on this beautiful morning know what was going on inside? Not at all.
Most of you now know the sad story that unfolded that day and evening. So sad for the Israeli Team, for Germany, for the future Olympics and for most of the world.
Many of you do not know that when the terrorists entered the Olympic Village and climbed over the fence late the night before or very early that morning, they blended in with the team members from other countries who were out late partying. Even the nice guys on other teams helped lift their duffle bags over the fence, of course not realizing what was inside those bags. (Yes the same kind of stuff that was symbolically placed in a huge pile, and made into a man made mountain, part of the Olympic Park. Buried guns, tanks and ammunition from WWII but covered with greenery symbolized "no more war")
He gazed in wonder, as I did, at the strange visual of first, one man, then two men with black covered faces (probably black socks with holes cut out) who held rifles on the small patio inside the Olympic Village. This patio was very close to the public walkway that almost everyone used to enter the Olympic Stadium. Frank was inside the village. I was outside the village on my way to the stadium. I walked slowly then stopped as only a few others did. Most folks kept walking. Like Frank, I had never seen anything like this before. This might have been one of the first, or among the first terrorist attacks. Frank was an easy target and I was. Did we or most of the people outside or inside the Olympic Village on this beautiful morning know what was going on inside? Not at all.
Most of you now know the sad story that unfolded that day and evening. So sad for the Israeli Team, for Germany, for the future Olympics and for most of the world.
Many of you do not know that when the terrorists entered the Olympic Village and climbed over the fence late the night before or very early that morning, they blended in with the team members from other countries who were out late partying. Even the nice guys on other teams helped lift their duffle bags over the fence, of course not realizing what was inside those bags. (Yes the same kind of stuff that was symbolically placed in a huge pile, and made into a man made mountain, part of the Olympic Park. Buried guns, tanks and ammunition from WWII but covered with greenery symbolized "no more war")
Oh My Rio
Will be posting often during these Olympic weeks and will weave in
1) Reflections of my exciting life in Rio during the 1970's
2) Slices of synthesizing news with my experience at 12 Olympic Games
3) News items and human interest stories as Rio 2016 unfolds.
Must preface: prior to every Olympic Games, there are issues that simply evaporate after the Opening Ceremony. The magic of the ENERGY of the togetherness of our human family from all nations... chatting face to face, singing, dancing, playing, exchanging smiles etc...takes over!
1) Reflections of my exciting life in Rio during the 1970's
2) Slices of synthesizing news with my experience at 12 Olympic Games
3) News items and human interest stories as Rio 2016 unfolds.
Must preface: prior to every Olympic Games, there are issues that simply evaporate after the Opening Ceremony. The magic of the ENERGY of the togetherness of our human family from all nations... chatting face to face, singing, dancing, playing, exchanging smiles etc...takes over!
Friday, June 24, 2016
Brexit
During London’s 2012 Olympics I sat in The Swan Pub with a group of Brits who were predicting the future and breaking away from the EU. “Some day” they said, “Some day!”
While they chatted with me, I remember thinking about Taiwan. During my Summer in Taipei in 1967 so many of the people used the same phase, “Some day”, “Some day”. The people who had to leave mainland China had been dreaming and planning on returning and leading that country. “Some day” “Some day”.
Today’s big news that 52% of the people voted to leave the European Union rattled the world. It continues to rattle.
These unchartered waters are sad, so sad, for many, and very happy for others, including a few of my buddies from one of the oldest pubs in England, where democracy began!!
Their day has come. Their “Some day”, “Some day” is..........TODAY!
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Monday, October 12, 2015
Sunday, October 11, 2015
Sunday, October 4, 2015
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Saturday, September 26, 2015
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Monday, September 21, 2015
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Summertime was Summertime 2015
Summertime was summertime and living was a bit 'too' easy. Laguna Susi Q, company came, Hawai'i trip with my daughter Marion of the University of Hawai'i, MidSummer break in SoCal and then August in Seattle for a fun family wedding and reunions with just a bit of work online. Drove from Tacoma to Portland Oregon with my sister and her husband to hear our family history stories from an incredibly sharp 94 year old who grew up living next to our Wimberg grandparents. Vivid memories and great story telling! Met her, Selma Voss, for the first time. Such a buzz. Found her because of a comment I made on facebook. When my name appeared during May on a the computer screen of a man, Selma's son-in-law, in Oregon, he wrote and asked if I was from the Wimbergs of Southern NJ. Then told me about his mother-in-law who had great memories of a great family. Thanks to him we have great details of our family history.
Will be getting back in the flow of writing after a summer of jumping around the USA. In order to help jump back, I got out my old posters from 1992. Aired them out and photographed them. This is one of many of my favorites from the The 1992 Olympics in Barcelona.
Will be getting back in the flow of writing after a summer of jumping around the USA. In order to help jump back, I got out my old posters from 1992. Aired them out and photographed them. This is one of many of my favorites from the The 1992 Olympics in Barcelona.
Barcelona, Olympics 1992
Cool jump, aye?
Sunday, May 31, 2015
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Beijing 2008 Olympic Stamp, One World One Dream
| Ahhh presentation! This is the cover design that was protecting the above stamps. Clever aye? And so goes life where FORM should follow FUNCTION! |
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Olympic Post Cards, First Day of Issue 1983, Los Angeles 1984
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Olympic Stamp Collecting
Stamp Collecting is very much a part of the Olympic Games.
I will be posting some of my preferred stamps.
I was attracted to design and aesthetics. Not a
serious collector yet, after many Olympic Games,
my collection grew, quite seriously!
| After the games my parents were always excited when mail arrived from far away places. This one from the Tunisia Prensa head, Mustapha Majoul 1968. |
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Arts and Crafts and Recycling at the Olympics
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Up the Lower Danube River to Bulgaria
| Both of us were in a bit of a daze, we made it to Bulgaria! |
| Along the Lower Danube... |
| Historic sites like this! |
| Up very early before dawn to enjoy tying up The River Concerto. |
| Another Eastern Orthodox tradition. |
| Elena placed a red and white ribbon on the tree in the main square. A custom that dates back to the 6th Century. (no doubt with...a little prayer.) |
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Made it to Bucharest and the Black Sea!!
Wonders never cease. Here I am on The Black Sea
...almost two months AFTER the games!
A bus ride from Bucharest to Constanta on the Black Sea where we boarded the awesome ship named Concerto with its upbeat crew and its UPBEAT PASSENGERS, (that would be us: ) AaiiiYA! It is all too much for words.
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| Ah this Eastern Orthodox holiness. |
| I could feel the goodness of the local Romanians as I passed by. |
| Architecture grandeur |
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| Ancient Roman...BABY BOTTLE! |
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| Petrified wine, yup it really is! |
| Rolled m'trousers to feel The Black Sea |
| Happy Easter, m'luvs! |
| Shirley in our cabin on the Black Sea. |
| We're off. (The historic canal of the southern part of the Danube River) |
Sunday, March 23, 2014
The Black Sea and Eastern Europe
Although I enjoyed part of the Black Sea during my time in Turkey years ago, was thinking that an adventure to Sochi Olympics would have enabled me to broaden my understanding about the the eastern area of that sea. Never made it to Sochi.
( Opted to be at a reunion with dear dear old college friends from Chestnut Hill College : )
Since the games, have heard from those returning, that Sochi was even more expensive than expected and not quite the usual upbeat crowd who knew about cueing up etc. Am quite sure others enjoyed it of course, but it seemed that several that I spoke with were faced with more difficulties than usual.
As for me, because of Twitter and the IBC, although I did not attend the games in person, I definitely can say that I enjoyed Sochi. Therefore feel a bit sad that some had some negative experiences.
A great part of attending ANY Olympics is meeting the people, which expands one's knowledge and appreciation about the culture and history of any part of our world. Listening to their life stories, laughing with them, dancing with them. Yah, I did miss THAT important part of the 2014 games.
Black Sea and Eastern Europe...to be continued...
( Opted to be at a reunion with dear dear old college friends from Chestnut Hill College : )
Since the games, have heard from those returning, that Sochi was even more expensive than expected and not quite the usual upbeat crowd who knew about cueing up etc. Am quite sure others enjoyed it of course, but it seemed that several that I spoke with were faced with more difficulties than usual.
As for me, because of Twitter and the IBC, although I did not attend the games in person, I definitely can say that I enjoyed Sochi. Therefore feel a bit sad that some had some negative experiences.
A great part of attending ANY Olympics is meeting the people, which expands one's knowledge and appreciation about the culture and history of any part of our world. Listening to their life stories, laughing with them, dancing with them. Yah, I did miss THAT important part of the 2014 games.
Black Sea and Eastern Europe...to be continued...
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Such a Social Sochi, Thanks Again Russia
Was able to imagine what is was like inside the Opening and Closing Ceremonies almost as if I was there, perhaps because I was fortunate enough to attend so many in the past. The format quite similar to past Olympics, the content so diverse. Always SPECTACULAR. (The ability to demonstrate a sense of humor made me think of Vancouver 2010.)
Here are a few “tweets” from watching, listening and computing:
Olympics go even more...mobile
Thousands of selfies
Whimsical uniforms
A visual fantasia, what a kick off
Shooting stars and classical visions
Famous Russian authors’ flying pages
Terabites of pics per second
Segways
Halfpipe glory
Nail biter endings
Timing booths precision
Timing booths precision
Canada IS ice hockey
Super excited Russians, RUSHEEYA!
Team USA, stars were shining
Team USA, stars were shining
A bit of blurry fog, mostly sunshiny days
Scott Hamilton’s got global appeal
I feel delight when smaller countries sparkle
Logog, sogog...rogog
Jellied meats and yah, McDonalds
Gotta love the geeky details
Athlete's tweets, everybody's tweets...so neat.
Athlete's tweets, everybody's tweets...so neat.
Was it an electric fan keeping those two flags looking pretty?
Heaps of sweeps
Holland so small, medals so many, evening celebration vibes could be felt everywhere
All athletes on all teams are winners
What a wonderful buzz it was. Thank you Russia, thank you world.
More seeds for GLOBAL PEACE planted on our sacred earth.
More seeds for GLOBAL PEACE planted on our sacred earth.
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