My Opinion – Election Looks Increasingly Like Fraud

By Royal Alexander

The right to vote is preservative of all other rights

Does this look like an honest election to you? Does it look open and transparent? Do you think it’s been conducted freely and fairly? Should we not give the 2020 election dispute the same 37 days to be resolved that was given in Bush v. Gore in 2000?

Every hour that passes since election day strengthens the argument that we are witnessing voter fraud in several states.    If this is true, it is highly illegal and corrupt.  Our sacred right to vote is a fundamental right and held inviolate for American citizens including the 70 million who voted for President Trump.

Our right to vote has been deemed fundamental because it truly is “preservative of all our other rights” (Yick Wo).  In multiple places in the U.S. Constitution, in both articles and amendments, the right to vote is either referenced or specifically addressed and protected including by the 15th, 19th, 24th, and 26th Amendments.  

The U.S. Supreme Court has further grounded the fundamental right to vote in a legal doctrine known as 14th Amendment Substantive Due Process, as well as in the Equal Protection Clause.  There are also landmark federal statutes like the Civil Rights Act of 1964, Voting Rights Act of 1965 and 42 U.S.C. § 1983, which further enshrine this precious right to participate in our constitutional form of government.  

Let’s consider a few allegations from the last 72 hours: 

In Philadelphia, contrary to Pennsylvania state law, Republican election observers were apparently denied the right to monitor the counting of approximately 120,000 ballots because they were forced to stand back and away, for a 20-hour period, from where the counting was taking place. As a result, observers could not tell whether the ballots were correctly postmarked, addressed, signed, and sealed as required by law.  There are also allegations that ballots were backdated to make it appear they were timely.  

In Wisconsin, after election observers had gone home—sometime between 3-4 am—over 100,000 ballots “appeared” and were apparently counted and, in a statistically improbable way, all the ballots appeared to have voted for one candidate.  

In Michigan, Republican observers were also denied access, again contrary to state law, to counting locations from which to observe the opening of ballots and the counting process.  One woman who identified herself as an election volunteer in Clark County stated she had found a box of 500 ballots outside of the vote counting facility inscribed with the names of individuals who were not on the County’s voter rolls.  In Detroit, windows were boarded up preventing poll watchers from viewing the counting of ballots.

It’s also becoming clear that a glitch in the computer software used in counties throughout the state of Michigan—and in as many as 30 other states—caused 6,000 votes for Pres. Trump to be switched to Biden votes. 

Across the country there are still other allegations of fraud or irregularities, including after-hours counting and the discovery of “midnight” votes and what appears to be vote harvesting.  Numerous lawsuits have been filed regarding these allegations.  Unsurprisingly, a highly partisan “news” media is generally not reporting any of this.

Virtually every American is blessed with the sacred right to vote.  (Felons and those with mental incapacity may be excepted).  Many brave men and women fought and died to be certain that our government and our courts would guarantee the sanctity of our vote and the fairness of our elections.  What we are witnessing now is a travesty.  This kind of cheating and abuse is how violent unrest is sparked by Americans who simply are not going to tolerate having their vote, and this election, stolen from them.

The views and opinions expressed in the My Opinion article are those of the authors and do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of The Grant Parish Journal. Any content provided by the authors are of their opinion and are not intended to malign any religion, ethnic group, club, organization, company, individual or anyone or anything.

Grant Parish LDH COVID Weekly Update 11/10/20

According to the Louisiana Department of Health website on November 10, 2020, Grant Parish total positive case count is 558 and confirmed deaths due to COVID is 31. There are 46 active positive cases in Grant Parish. 

The week of 10/8 – 10/21 Grant Parish two week cumulative incidence was 106.75. Placing Grant Parish in the “High” category. 

The latest Nursing Home Report dated  November 3, 2020, reflects no new cases among residents, and no new case among staff reported for this week at Colfax Reunion Nursing & Rehab Center. 

Facility Colfax
Parish Grant
Resident Census 75
Total COVID-19 Cases
Among Residents
New COVID-19 Cases
Among Residents
Since Last Report (10-28-20)
Of Total Resident Cases, Number Whose Infections Began at this Facility 67
Total Residents
Total COVD-19 Deaths
Among Residents
Total COVID-19 Cases
Among Staff
New COVID-19 Cases
Among Staff
Since Last Report (10-28-20)
Total Staff Recovered 35

Remember This? Dutch to the Rescue

By Brad Dison

On February 6, 1911, Dutch was born in an apartment above a bank in Tampico, Illinois.  Soon after his birth, Dutch’s father quipped that he looked like “a fat little Dutchman.”  He nicknamed him Dutch.  As a toddler, his mother cut his hair in the fashionable style commonly called the “Dutch boy” haircut, which only reinforced the nickname.  At eight years old, he, his brother Neil, and his parents Jack and Nell, moved to Dixon, Illinois, a city of about 9,000 people located approximately one hundred miles west of Chicago.  The city was named after a John Dixon, owner and operator of a rope ferry service on Rock River, which runs through the city.  Just north of Dixon is Lowell Park, a picturesque public area on the west bank of the Rock River.  Residents and visitors to Dixon, including Dutch’s family, flocked to the park for picnics under the shade trees, whiling away the time on its sandy beach, fishing and swimming in the river’s normally calm waters, and hiking its numerous trails.

Dutch was popular and athletic.  He made good grades in school and thrived at sports.  He won varsity letters in five major sports.  Dutch knew that if he wanted to go to college he would have to earn and save money for tuition.  On one of his many fishing trips at Lowell Park, he secured a summer job as a lifeguard.  On his first day as a lifeguard, Dutch saved a man’s life.  The man swam in the Rock River and quickly found himself in trouble.  Dutch saw that the man was struggling and rushed to his aid.  Dutch pulled the man to the shore and “pumped the water out of him.”  Rather than being thankful for Dutch saving his life, the man contended that he “had been in perfect command of the situation.”  All Dutch had done, according the unappreciative man, was cause him a lot of embarrassment. 

Dutch’s athleticism was an asset to Lowell Park.  In 1927, his first year as a lifeguard, Dutch saved 11 lives.  By July of the following year, Dutch had saved 13 more lives.  In the seven years he worked as a lifeguard at Lowell Park Dutch saved seventy-seven lives.  Dutch went above and beyond what was expected of him as a lifeguard.  He taught others how to recognize when someone was in trouble, how to safely retrieve them from the water, and how to perform CPR.  He also taught people how to swim and how to practice waterfront safety.  In addition, he helped Boy Scouts earn merit badges in swimming and lifesaving.

Dutch earned enough money from his lifeguard job to attend Eureka College in Eureka, Illinois.  He kept his lifeguard position during the summers to pay for tuition.  While at Eureka College, Dutch got the part of Captain Stanhope in the college production of Journey’s End.  He earned praise for his portrayal of the captain, but Dutch’s ambition was not to become an actor.  He was determined to become a sports announcer.  In 1932, Dutch graduated from Eureka College with degrees in sociology and economics. 

After college, he fulfilled his dream of being a sports announcer and worked for radio station WHO in Des Moines, Iowa.  In the Spring of 1937, Dutch covered the Chicago Cubs’ spring training camp where he met Max Arnow, the casting director for Warner Brothers.  Max was impressed by Dutch’s good looks and his unique, well-trained voice.  Max asked Dutch to do a screen test for Warner Brothers.  Dutch agreed but had little expectation that Warner Brothers would be interested.  To his surprise, Warner Brothers offered him a long-term acting contract based on Max’s screen test.  Dutch left his job at the radio station and moved to Hollywood where he immediately began filming.  In the Fall of 1937, Warner Brothers released three films which featured Dutch.  In the following year, Dutch appeared in ten more Warner Brothers productions.  Between 1937 and 1965, Dutch appeared in over eighty film and television productions.

Even with a career change and a move from Illinois to California, Dutch was unable to escape from his lifeguarding days at Lowell Park.  In the Summer of 1938, Dutch was walking on one of the beaches near Hollywood when a young woman stopped him.  They had a brief conversation in which she said that she, too, was from Illinois.  She gave him a quick kiss, and said, “Thank you.”  She was the seventy-seventh person Dutch had saved while working as a lifeguard at Lowell Park.  A couple of years later, Dutch received a fan letter from a Miss Ledrine.  She wrote, “You may not remember me but you pulled me out of Rock River at Lowell Park about ten years ago.  I owe my life to you.” 

Dutch usually tried to distance himself from the heroic tales people told about him.  “The less I’m reminded of life saving the better I’ll like it.”  In 1940, Dutch told a reporter, “It’s a strange thing, but the reaction of most people when they’re saved from drowning is resentment and humiliation at having been in such a helpless plight.  I learned it the hard way.”  “The only time I rescued a beautiful girl her heart belonged to somebody else.  The only rewards I ever got were a pair of bathing trunks for hauling in one of my best friends and $10 for finding a man’s lower teeth on the river bottom.  The rest of the time, all I got was abuse.”  The abuse failed to hinder his efforts.  During his seven years as a lifeguard, not a single person lost their life to drowning at the park.

In recognition of Dutch’s service as a lifeguard, Lowell Park named his favorite fishing spot Dutch’s Landing.  In 1981, some 54 years after he saved his first drowning victim, Dutch got a new job.  You see, Dutch, the man who saved seventy-seven lives as a lifeguard, was the nickname of the 40th President of the United States, Ronald Reagan.       

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  1. Dixon Evening Telegraph, July 23, 1928, p.1.
  2. The Pittsburgh Press, August 7, 1938, p.30.
  3. The Dispatch (Moline, Illinois), August 21, 1939, p.11.
  4. Dixon Evening Telegraph, January 17, 1940, p.3.
  5. Dixon Evening Telegraph, May 28, 1940, p.9.
  6. Woodford County Journal (Eureka, Illinois), June 13, 1940, p.3.
  7. Dixon Evening Telegraph, September 15, 1941, p.2.
  8. The Dixon Telegraph, August 15, 1950, p.13.

Dutch and Neil with their parents Jack and Nell

Notice of Death November 10, 2020

Colise Clayton Frith
December 28, 1947 – November 8, 2020
Visitation:  Wednesday, November 11, 2020, from 5:00 p.m. until 8:00 p.m. at Rush Funeral Home, Pineville. Visitation will resume on Thursday, November 12, 2020, from 9:00 a.m. until time of service.
Service: Thursday, November 12, 2020 at 10:00 a.m. in the Chapel of Rush Funeral Home, Pineville
Interment: Walnut Grove Cemetery, West Monroe

Brenda Diane Austin
September 24, 1950 – November 07, 2020
Service: Wednesday, November 11 at 2 pm at Jordan Hill Cemetery

Rev. Crawford Doyle Coon
December 20, 1940 – November 08, 2020
Service: Thursday, November 12 at 1 pm at the Christ Temple Pentecostal Church, located at Hwy 127 North in Jena

Georgia Roberson
September 14, 1944 – November 2, 2020
Arrangements TBA

Judith “Judy” Elaine Hubley Sluppick
November 29, 1938 – November 07, 2020
Service: Saturday, November 14 at 1 pm at Freedom Life Church of Natchitoches

Valerie Groves
November 9, 2020
Arrangements TBA

Rev. Willis Scott
October 19, 1951 – November 9, 2020
Arrangements TBA

Paul Lee Foshee, Sr.
November 12, 1932 – November 08, 2020
Service: Saturday, November 14 at 2 pm at Fern Park Cemetery in Natchitoches

Nathaniel Brooks
November 4, 2020
Service: Friday, November 13 at 11 am at the Winnfield Memorial Funeral Home Chapel

Elizabeth Hardy
November 6, 2020
Service: Saturday, November 14 at 12 pm in the Winnfield City Cemetery.

Wendi Lee
February 23, 1972 – November 06, 2020
Service: Friday, November 13 at 11 am at Rockett-Nettles Funeral Home Chapel

GPSO Pancake Breakfast Deemed Success

In the chilly morning hours of Friday, October 30, 2020, Grant Parish Sheriff Steve McCain and his department were up early cooking and serving pancake plates.

The 8th annual pancake breakfast held by the GPSO sold pancake plates to raise money for the Toys 4 Kids program. The program helps provide Christmas presents to children in Grant Parish.

$4,884 was raised by the GPSO, making this year’s event the most successful yet. According to Donna Bryant, with the GPSO, the program provided 329 children with toys, food, clothes, and shoes last year.

“We also accept donated bikes that we take to Angola’s bike shop to have restored. They look brand new when they’re done, and we then give them to children in the parish,” stated Sheriff McCain.

My Opinion – A Prayer for America

By Royal Alexander

When Tuesday is over, and we may not know the results of the election for days or weeks, we must find a way to begin to come together as a country.  Many of us, certainly including myself, have passionately expressed our view of the presidential race and the state of our state and nation.  I am unquestionably supporting President Trump.  However, if he loses in a free and fair election, I am not moving to another country as many of the entitled movie and media stars always threaten to do (but then never do).  I am going to remain here in Shreveport and keep fighting for positive developments in our city, state, and country.  

Even so, that won’t ever be enough.  As individuals, we are limited in our ability to make progress based upon our own power.  We must also seek the protection and blessing of Almighty God to fix our problems and heal our ills.  It can only be done by the hand of God.  Jefferson wrote powerfully and eloquently in the Declaration of Independence of “… the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God” making clear that we not only possess an intrinsic and eternal value because we are made in the image and likeness of God but that we also seek Him because we cannot accomplish anything of significance without Him.

When I reflect on the crucial need for our nation to be united, I can do no better than to turn to President Lincoln and a speech he made in 1861 on the eve of the Civil War—an equally difficult and tumultuous time in America:

“We are not enemies, but friends.  We must not be enemies.  Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.  The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battle-field and patriot grave to every living heart and hearth-stone, all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.” 

It’s true for us as well that “passion may have strained” our “bonds of affection” but we cannot allow it to break them.  America cannot work—our Constitution cannot work—if America becomes permanently divided.  This is a difficult time, but America has been through many difficult times before. We will persevere through it because of the American spirit and because of the “better angels of our nature.”  And with our prayers and contrition, God will do the rest.

The views and opinions expressed in the My Opinion article are those of the authors and do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of The Grant Parish Journal. Any content provided by the authors are of their opinion and are not intended to malign any religion, ethnic group, club, organization, company, individual or anyone or anything.

Remember This? Ten Dimes

By Brad Dison
Just after 9:00 p.m. on Sunday night, December 8, 1963, nineteen-year-old Wayne and twenty-four-year-old John were enjoying dinner in Wayne’s room of the South Lodge, a motel in Lake Tahoe on the California-Nevada border. They were performers in the world-renowned Tommy Dorsey Orchestra and were due to take the stage at 10:00 p.m. While eating, someone knocked on the door and announced, “Room service. I’ve got a package for you.” Without a second thought, Wayne got up from the table and walked to the door. He turned the handle on the door and two gun-wielding men burst into the room. The armed men told Wayne and John to keep quiet and forced them to the floor. “Where’s the money?” they asked. Wayne and John only had $12 in cash between them. The men took the $12.00 and ransacked the room in search of more money. When they failed to find the large amount of money that they had expected, one of the men bound John’s wrists with adhesive tape, then taped his mouth shut. They taped Wayne’s hands but not his mouth. One of the men told John “You stay there for ten minutes and don’t make any moves if you want to see the kid again.” The other man forced Wayne out of the motel room. As they men left the room, John heard one of them tell a third person, “We’ve got him. We’ve got to get to Sacramento.” John, still on the floor, heard a car crank up and drive away into a snowstorm. He heard the unmistakable sound of snow chains on the car.

As soon as John could no longer hear the car he worked his way free and notified police. John gave investigators a description of two of the kidnappers. John never saw the third man. Within ten minutes of the kidnapping, police had roadblocks all around the area. Several of the roads were blocked by the heavy snow, which limited the number of routes the kidnappers were able to take. The snow also hindered the policemen’s ability to search for Wayne and his abductors. Deputies armed with pistols and sawed-off shotguns searched all of the empty summer homes they could get to in the area, but found no trace of Wayne or the kidnappers.

Wayne’s father flew to Lake Tahoe to assist in the investigation in case the kidnappers called with a ransom demand. On the following afternoon, Wayne’s father received a telephone call from one of the kidnappers. The kidnapper told Wayne’s father to go to a specific service station in Reno, Nevada, about forty miles northeast of Lake Tahoe, and wait by the pay phone booth for a call. Wayne’s father was concerned that he would have to call the kidnappers from a pay phone at some point and made sure he kept ten dimes in his pocket. At the time, a local telephone call cost just ten cents. At the gas station in Reno, Wayne’s father waited as instructed.

Minutes seemed like hours as Wayne’s father anxiously awaited the call. Finally, the phone rang. Wayne’s father told the kidnapper that he wanted to speak with his son to ensure that he was okay. The kidnapper allowed Wayne and his father to speak briefly. The kidnapper told Wayne’s father to get $240,000 and go to Wayne’s mother’s house. (Wayne’s parents were divorced.) Adjusted for inflation, $240,000 in 1963 would be over $2,000,000 today. The kidnapper also demanded that law enforcement officers in California and Nevada relax their roadblocks so that they could return Wayne after the ransom had been paid. Wayne’s father agreed to the ransom demand and immediately left for Wayne’s mother’s house in Los Angeles. Wayne’s father joined his mother, who had been waiting impatiently by the telephone. Finally, the phone rang. The kidnappers allowed Wayne’s father to speak to Wayne again. Once Wayne assured them that he was okay, Wayne’s father agreed to give the kidnappers the money in exchange for Wayne’s safe return.

With the help of the FBI, Wayne’s father gathered the $240,000 in fives, tens, fifties, and hundred-dollar bills. Twice more, the kidnappers had Wayne’s father go to service station pay phones for instructions. Wayne’s father kept checking to be sure he always had ten dimes in his pocket. Finally, the kidnappers told Wayne’s father where to leave the money. An FBI agent acted as courier and delivered the money as the kidnappers had instructed. Wayne’s parents waited by the phone. They clung to the hope that the kidnappers would follow through with their part of the deal and release Wayne unharmed.

Finally, the phone rang. Three days had passed since the kidnapping. One of the kidnappers told Wayne’s father that they had dropped Wayne off at the intersection of Mulholland Drive and the freeway in Los Angeles. Wayne’s father and a myriad of law enforcement officers and agents raced to the area. They searched but found no trace of Wayne. The kidnappers had dropped Wayne off at the location they told Wayne’s father, but fearing the kidnappers would return, Wayne ran as soon as they let him out of the trunk. He ran about two miles from the drop-off location and hid each time he heard a car approaching.

George C. Jones of the Bel Air Patrol, a private security service for exclusive homes in the area, heard someone shout from the darkness behind his car. He looked back and saw a young man standing on the street with a blindfold dangling from his neck. It was Wayne. The security officer knew reporters were surrounding Wayne’s mother’s house. Rather than riding up front in the car with the security officer in full view of the press, Wayne opted to ride in the trunk. After three days of riding in trunks, Wayne agree to one more short trunk ride. The officer drove through the crowd of unsuspecting reporters and through the gate surrounding Wayne’s mother’s house. Once they were out of view from the press, Wayne emerged from the trunk. Wayne saw his father first and said, “Father, I’m sorry.” “Sorry? Sorry for what?” his father replied. Wayne’s father reassured him that he did nothing wrong. Wayne hugged his mother as she cried tears of relief. “Don’t cry, mother. I’m well, I’m in good shape.”

After their reunion, Wayne’s father spoke with reporters about the kidnapping and told them that the following day, December 12, was his 46th birthday. “This is about as good a birthday present as I could ask.” For the rest of Wayne’s father’s life, he carried ten dimes in his pocket just in case of emergencies. On May 18, 1998, thirty-five years after the kidnapping, Wayne’s father died of a heart attack. He still had ten dimes in his pocket. At the funeral, Wayne’s father was buried with a few of his favorite things which included a bottle of Jack Daniel’s Whiskey, a pack of Camel cigarettes, a Zippo lighter, and ten dimes. Wayne’s father was one of the most famous actors, producers, and singers of the twentieth century. Wayne was an actor, bandleader, and singer in his own right. Wayne, who went by Frank Jr., shared his father’s first and last name, Frank Sinatra.

1. Nevada State Journal, December 9, 1963, p.1.
2. Reno Gazette-Journal, December 9, 1963, p.1.
3. Nevada State Journal, December 10, 1963, p.1.
4. Reno Gazette-Journal, December 11, 1963, p.1.
5. The Billings Gazette, May 24, 1998, p.2.

Notice of Death November 3, 2020

Adrian Toussaint
January 28, 1981 – October 30, 2020
Arrangements TBA

Loyce Faye Owen
June 07, 1945 – October 30, 2020
Service: Thursday, November 5 at 1 pm at Davis Springs Southern Methodist Church

Robert Dennis of Louisiana
October 31, 2020
Arrangements TBA

Elmer Davidson
October 30, 2020
Arrangements TBA

William Henry Shows
April 15, 1935 – November 03, 2020
Service: Thursday, November 5 at 2 pm at Southern Funeral Home

Ramona Ann Flower
September 24, 1928 – November 02, 2020
Service: Friday, November 6 at 11 am in the chapel of Kinner & Stevens Funeral