Black Eye, Weird Phone Calls, Amelia

by Bella Rum

H received a big old black eye as a gift from his MOHS surgery. It’s still black but getting better. When he was working on a flowerbed in the backyard yesterday, he tied a bandana on his head to prevent sweat from rolling into his eyes. He looked positively piratical. He didn’t even need an eyepatch. A hoop earring would have been a nice touch, though. Now his entire cheek is a blackish-burgundy color where the blood dropped from his eye. It always does that when he gets a black eye.

A couple of hours ago, a man called our landline, and asked if someone from this number had called him. H told him no, but he was persistent. This is the second time this month we’ve received a similar phone call. I believe the last one was a different man. Weird.

I watched the Amelia Earhart documentary that aired on the History Channel Sunday night. I was a little disappointed. I felt like they were trying too hard to convince me. That’s probably how most shows are produced these days, a mixture of entertainment and facts. I have to say that I was impressed with a couple of things: the convincing credibility of an elderly Japanese woman who believed, when she was a young girl, she saw Amelia in prison. I was also impressed with the facial-recognition software they used to identify Fred Noonan in the photograph. Cool stuff. However, a few days ago, I read an article or two, and another one in the New York Times yesterday, that bring the timeline of the photo into question. A history blogger claims to have found the same photo in Japan’s National Diet Library. He also claims that it was published two years before Earhart went missing, but the photo has not been authenticated yet.

The History channel said its investigators are “exploring the latest developments about Amelia Earhart and we will be transparent in our findings. Ultimately, historical accuracy is most important to us and our viewers.” 

So the claims about Amelia’s story continue. Maybe the never-ending interest in finding the truth is a tribute of sorts. Eighty years later, she is still remembered, and people are still looking for answers. No matter how many versions of her story are told, one thing will never change; she was a great pioneer in aviation history and possessed a fearless spirit.

I received an email for my 50th high school reunion on Monday. Holy Cow!