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Andie Elle, Bangkok (2025)

08/05/2025

Remembering singer/songwriter Lesley Gore, who was born Lesley Sue Goldstein on this date May 2, 1946 in New York, NY. She was raised in Tenafly, New Jersey.

Gore was discovered after her uncle gave Joe Glaser a tape of her singing that he forwarded to Irving Green, president of Mercury Records. Green gave the tape to Quincy Jones for evaluation and Jones, recognizing her talent, became her producer. She was 16 years old.

When she recorded her version of "It's My Party" in 1963, she was a junior in high school. It became a number-one, nationwide hit. Gore's version was certified as a Gold record.

"It's My Party" was followed by many other hits for Gore, including the sequel, "Judy's Turn to Cry" (US number five); "She's a Fool" (US number five); the million-selling "You Don't Own Me", which held at number two for three weeks behind the Beatles' "I Want To Hold Your Hand"; "That's the Way Boys Are" (US No. 12); "Maybe I Know" (US No. 14/UK No. 20); "Look of Love" (US No. 27); and "Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows" (US number 13).

In 1965, she also appeared in the beach party film The Girls on the Beach in which she performed three songs: "Leave Me Alone", "It's Gotta Be You", and "I Don't Want to Be a Loser".

Gore recorded composer Marvin Hamlisch's first hit composition, "Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows", on May 21, 1963, while "It's My Party" was climbing the charts. Her record producer from 1963 to 1965 was Quincy Jones. Hamlisch composed three other Gore associated songs: "California Nights", "That's the Way the Ball Bounces" and "One by One".

She was one of the featured performers in the "T.A.M.I. Show" concert film , performing six songs, including "It's My Party", "You Don't Own Me", and "Judy's Turn to Cry".

Gore performed on two consecutive episodes of the Batman television series (January 19 and 25, 1967), in which she guest-starred as Pussycat, one of Catwoman's minions. In the January 19 episode "That Darn Catwoman", she lip-synched to the Bob Crewe-produced "California Nights", and in the January 25 episode "S**t! Darn Catwoman", she lip-synched to "Maybe Now".

In 1970, she signed with Crewe Records and was reunited with producer Bob Crewe, who had produced her album California Nights. Her first release under the label, "Why Doesn't Love Make Me Happy", was a moderate hit on the Adult Contemporary chart, but none of her other singles would prove to be successful. She left Crewe Records in 1971 when the label went bankrupt.

In 1972, Gore signed with MoWest Records, a subsidiary of Motown, and in July of that year released her first studio album in five years, "Someplace Else Now".

She composed songs for the soundtrack of the 1980 film "Fame", for which she received an Academy Award nomination for "Out Here on My Own", written with her brother Michael. Michael won the Academy Award for Best Original Song for the theme song of the same film. Gore played concerts and appeared on television throughout the 1980s and 1990s.

Gore died February 16, 2015 at the age of 68.

08/05/2025

In the spring of 1851, 13-year-old Olive Oatman set out with her family on a westward journey from Illinois to California. They were part of a small religious group seeking a new life, but the trail across the Arizona desert proved deadly. Attacked by a Native group believed to be the Yavapai, most of Olive’s family was killed. She and her younger sister, Mary Ann, were taken into captivity.

The sisters endured a year of hardship until they were traded to the Mojave, a tribe that would shape the rest of Olive’s life. Unlike their first captors, the Mojave adopted Olive and treated her with care. She was given food, clothing, and—most notably—a blue tattoo on her chin. Among the Mojave, this was a sign of identity and belonging, a cultural mark that meant she was no longer just a visitor.

Tragically, Mary Ann did not survive long, succumbing likely to starvation during a devastating drought. But Olive remained, growing into young adulthood immersed in the rhythms of Mojave life.

Rumors of a "white girl with a tattooed chin" eventually reached the ears of settlers and military officials. In 1856, a negotiation was arranged, and Olive—then around 19—was returned to American society at Fort Yuma. She wore a traditional Mojave dress and bore the tattoo that would follow her the rest of her life.

Though she seldom spoke of her years with the Mojave, the world couldn’t stop talking about her. Olive became a symbol, written about, speculated on, even put on stage. But beneath the legend was a real woman who had lived between worlds, loved and lost in both.

She married, moved to Texas and later New York, and lived quietly until her death in 1903. Yet her story lives on—in books, in photographs, and in the deep, silent eyes of that unforgettable portrait marked by Mojave blue.

08/05/2025

7 May 1934 | A Dutch Jewish boy, Leon Zwaap (bottom), was born in Hilversum.

In September 1944 he was deported to the ghetto and on 6 October to . He was murdered after selection in a gas chamber together with his brother Edward.

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Claudia Cardinale in 1964

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8 May 1906 | A Polish man, Franciszek Bąk was born in Ząb. A carpenter.

In from 15 December 1941.
No. 24502
He perished in the camp on 13 September 1942.

08/05/2025

8 May 1896 | Stanisława Leszczyńska was born - a Polish , prisoner of the German camp no. 41335.

At the female infirmary in Birkenau she received childbirths trying to save in labour & refusing to kill newborn babies.

We know from surviving documentation that at least 700 children were born in Auschwitz.

She passed away in 1974.

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Learn about the tragic fate of children at Auschwitz.

08/05/2025

Before the number. Before the uniform. She was Mala — and she never stopped fighting.
Mala Zimetbaum, born January 26, 1918, in Brzesko, Poland, grew up in Belgium with a gift for languages and a heart full of quiet strength. In September 1942, she was arrested in Antwerp during a roundup at the Central Station. Four days later, she was deported to Auschwitz.

There, she became number 19880. But even behind barbed wire, Mala’s spirit refused to break. Her fluency in multiple languages made her a translator and messenger in the Birkenau women’s camp — a lifeline for many who had no voice.

This photo was taken before her deportation. A moment before the unimaginable.
Yet even in that darkness, Mala became known for her courage — and her resistance.

She was not just a prisoner. She was hope in motion.

08/05/2025

Norma Jeane was always kind, extending her compassion to both people and animals.

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We didn’t just get dressed — we suited up for the vibe.
We teased our hair high enough to reach the radio signal.
We sprayed so much Aqua Net, the ozone said “good luck.”
We slid into acid-wash jeans so tight we had to lie down to zip them.
We rocked crop tops, leather jackets, or flannel — depending on the mood, or the mixtape.
We layered chokers, hoop earrings, and slap bracelets — just in case someone needed fashion CPR.
We wore combat boots to a party like we were going to war… with boredom.
We lined our eyes with black kohl and our hearts with just enough angst.
We smelled like CK One, Drakkar Noir, or whatever was in the free samples.
We pre-gamed with Pepsi, Pixy Stix, and pure teenage chaos.
We snuck out the back window — or walked in like we owned the night.
We met up at the mall, the roller rink, or someone's older cousin’s party.
We danced like no one was watching — but we hoped everyone was.
We slow-danced to power ballads like it was a life milestone.
We laughed until we cried, cried until we laughed again.
We didn’t post about the night — we lived it, then kept it secret like treasure.🫶👏

08/05/2025

A very low-profile event in US history

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She had once been the belle of Savannah—poet, socialite, fiancée to a rising young doctor. But when her brother shot and killed the man she was to marry, shame and scandal engulfed her family. Ena Palmer fled the South, following her brother to start over on the open Nebraska prairie.

There, among buffalo grass and wide skies, she met Texas Jack Omohundro: scout, cowboy, and the first man to stir her heart after the ruin of her old life.

He tamed her wild pony, Falcon, and taught her to shoot. She dreamed, briefly, of what might be. But dreams are fragile things on the frontier.

Maybe because of everything that had happened to her in Savannah, Ena was cautious. She wasn't ready to commit to a life with Texas Jack. He rode away with Buffalo Bill and became a star. Ena remained in Nebraska—wondering if her "Western Hero" would return home wanting the quiet domestic life she desired. Her journal fell silent the day she learned he’d married a famous and beautiful ballerina from Milan.

She consoled herself, not by writing in her journals, but by firing her rifle. She taught Doctor Carver to shoot.

After months under Texas Jack’s tutelage, Ena was among the finest marksmen on the frontier—man or woman. She passed those skills on to the ambitious young dentist who now lived with her on Medicine Creek while building his own home. But their friendship—which Carver frequently asked to turn romantic—was uneasy. One journal entry, written after Carver’s pistol discharged accidentally in the house, captures her tone:

“I trust it will be a lesson for him; he is too careless with firearms.”

Carver became obsessed with the fame that he saw Buffalo Bill and Texas Jack achieve, and he pursued marksmanship with growing obsession. It was an obsession that did not interest Ena. Where she wanted a home filled with warmth and laughter, Carver sought medals, fame, and headlines. When he left for California to join a series of exhibition matches, he begged her to come with him. She refused. He wrote to her, begging her to follow. She would not.

Instead, Ena met a man named David Coulter Ballantine—a powerful rancher and respected businessman. Confident in business, but shy in love, Ballantine admired Ena from afar. So she arranged to be camped one evening by the river, knowing he would pass by.

They talked until dawn on a bluff overlooking the valley. When he rode away the next morning, they both knew that their futures would be built together. They married in October 1875.

When Dr. Carver learned of the marriage, he refused to believe it. He bought a fine gold locket, set with a jewel the color of Ena's eyes, and boarded a train back to Nebraska. But when he arrived, one look into her eyes told him what she had already chosen. He placed the locket on her desk—beside a pistol once gifted to her by Texas Jack—and left without a word.

The Ballantines thrived. David was elected state senator. They welcomed two children into the world. In the summer of 1880, Ena read of Texas Jack’s death in Leadville and gently unearthed a picture he had sent her years before, posed in his stage costume. She hadn’t expected grief—but it came, just the same.

“She had long ago put to rest the broken dreams of a life with the dashing scout,” wrote Ena's biographer D. Jean Smith, “but she would never forget the buoyancy of his spirit, his quick, easy laugh, and flashing dark eyes. And yes, she could still shut her eyes and remember the easy touch of strong hands on her waist as he lifted her from her fiery little pony, Falcon.”

In her chest she kept a clipping of Jack's obituary from the Leadville Daily Chronicle:

“He was noted as a cool, intrepid Indian fighter, government scout and ranchman, but was never a desperado or even a quarrelsome man... His most intimate acquaintances refer to his kindly disposition and his exceptional muscular strength.”

Two years later, tragedy struck again.

Returning from a legislative session, David Ballantine tried to board a moving train. He slipped beneath the wheels and was crushed. He died soon after. He was 39. Ena was 33, with a six-year-old son and a daughter not yet two.

Still, she wrote that she had no regrets. When Dr. Carver partnered with Buffalo Bill to launch their grand Wild West show in 1883, she reflected:

“How thankful that I am as I am. The quiet dignity of my home life is worth a world of such as that.”

She turned over management of the ranch to a trusted local man named Washington McClary—unaware that McClary had long been quietly in love with her. They grew close. They married in early July 1884. Ena was pregnant with their child.

They left for a short honeymoon. On the journey home, their wagon struck a rut and overturned. Ena’s neck was broken. She lingered for several days before passing away. Her unborn child died with her.

She was buried beside her parents near Medicine Creek in Frontier County, Nebraska.

Ena Palmer’s life—like Texas Jack’s—was cut tragically short. Jack died at 33. Ena at 34. And yet, what she left behind still speaks.

Her journals—full of storms and sunsets, gunfire and laughter, heartbreak and prairie wind—survive in the Ballantine Family Collection at History Nebraska. They offer one of the most intimate glimpses we have into life on the Nebraska frontier after the Civil War. Through them, we remember not just the woman she was, but the many names she bore:

She was born Annie Palmer. Her brother nicknamed her Einna, spelling Annie backwards. When she wrote poetry, she called herself Ena Raymonde. To the Pawnee friends of Texas Jack, she was Pa-He-Minny-Minnsh—Little Curly Hair. Too briefly, she was Mrs. Ena Ballantine, beloved wife and mother. Briefer still, she was Mrs. McClary. But to history and posterity, she became something more.

Ena of the Plains.

08/05/2025

On April 16, 1917, Charlotte Salomon was born in Berlin, Germany—a gifted artist whose life and legacy would become a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. 🎨✨ Born into a cultured German-Jewish family, she lived through the rise of N**i persecution, a time when her world was slowly being torn apart.
Fleeing to the south of France for safety, Charlotte created her haunting masterpiece, “Life? or Theatre?” – a deeply emotional and personal series of over 700 paintings blending images, text, and music. 🎭 This artistic work was not just a memoir but a desperate attempt to understand and confront the horrors of the world around her, blending her pain, memories, and creativity into a powerful expression of survival.
In 1943, Charlotte was arrested by the Gestapo, five months pregnant. Despite her efforts to leave behind a legacy, she was tragically murdered in Auschwitz on October 10, 1943, at just 26 years old, along with her unborn child. 💔 But her art lives on, inspiring generations with its beauty, sorrow, and the rawness of a young woman’s fight for meaning in a fractured world.
Her story is a powerful reminder of the strength of the human spirit, even in the darkest of times.

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