Tuesday, January 1, 2019

RP: Hannah Jelkes: "Oh God, please can't we stop now?" In Memory of Wilmington, NC State Representative Deb Butler's Wife, Maria Antonietta "Anni" Parra 1966 - 2018, Who Died Suddenly This Past Friday:

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Deborah Kerr as Hannah Jelkes in Tennessee Williams's The Night of the Iguana, directed by John Huston.




My tour of the ruins of the movie set of Iguana in Mismaloya, Mexico by one of John Huston's assistants:





Deb Butler and Anni Parra in a 2014 photo (Photo: Facebook/Deb Butler)





Maria Antonietta "Anni" Parra


June 8, 1966 - December 28, 2018

Maria Antonietta Parra, age 52, “Anni” to all who knew and loved her died suddenly on Friday December 28, 2018 of an unexpected illness.
Anni served as the grant administrator at Talbert and Bright Engineering. Anni always knew just the right help to lend. She chose just the right words. She listened and she cared and you could feel it. Some lights are so bright they can never be extinguished. Her megawatt smile was something to behold and it was always given so freely. Oh, and by the way, her hair was really badass, too.
Anni was born in El Paso, Texas to Guillermo M. Parra and Maria Chavez Parra and grew up with with six brothers and sisters Willie, Lori, Ernie, Margie, Peter, Greg and her very special cousin Gina.
Anni is also survived by her spouse Deb Butler, and her beloved pups Paytee Pie and Molly Moo, as well as countless nieces and nephews.
A memorial service will be conducted 2:00 PM Thursday January 3, 2019 at Basilica Shrine of Saint Mary.
In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to the following organizations:

Paws Place at TMC Funding
Good Shepherd Center at TMC Funding
Cat Adoption Team / C.A.T. at TMC Funding

Please share memories and condolences with the family by clicking on the “Post a Condolence” tab below.
Wilmington Funeral & Cremation, 1535 S.41st Street Wilmington, NC 28403. 910.791.9099.




May I suggest that because in 2011, the Good Shepherd Center (which had banned me from staying or eating there when I was homeless), had posted a poster in their main room allerting the Drug Addicts there, "Scott Kenan: Wanted Dead or Alive", hacked my computer from their logo-ed van parked in front of my S. 8th Street apartment, and employed my Ecuadorian roommate, David Escalante, but REFUSED to pay him and two other buddies. When they insisted after several weeks of unpaid work, the Good Shepherd employees SHOT the other two in the face and told David they would kill him too if he ever asked for his pay again.


David immediately fled for Charlotte and was never heard of again -- but I STILL have his New Hanover County Record of Immunizations!!!


Additionally, while I was a resident of Mercy House Homeless Shelter in late 2011, MANY devout Christians there told me their churches had at first supported the Shepherd, but after discovering that the staff had EMBEZZLED enough money to buy themselves boats and cars, they STOPPED!!!

The ONLY Wilmington Churches who then supported the Good Shepherd Center, were TOTALLY involved in Hard Drug Trafficking, the Shepherd then considered a Heroin Distribution Center -- and I caught long-time resident "Whitey" cutting Heroin into retail bags in the men's room of Pine Valley Church of God -- at their King's Breakfast, which they then served at their church -- and alerted the Pastor to it.

Good Shepherd was FOUNDED by a physician in my "Discovery Group" at First Presbyterian, and that church with Mayor Saffo's St. Nicholas Greek Orthodox, and First Baptist (the one on Kenan Plaza), were the only churches giving them significant support then.


I recommend giving In Memory of Anni Parra to one of the OTHER charities listed.





In Tennessee Williams's The Night of the Iguana, Hannah Jelkes (a "spinster" and impoverished artist, touring the world begging money and making a little from her paintings), gave the quote in my title above -- after her grandfather, Nonno, "the world's oldest living and practicing poet", who travels everywhere with her -- like Rev. Walter Dakin often traveled with Tennessee when Walter was ancient, finally, after years, completes and recites his BEST poem.



Nonno then drops his cane and expires:


How Calmly Does the Olive Branch (Nonno's Poem)


How calmly does the olive branch
Observe the sky begin to blanch
Without a cry, without a prayer
With no betrayal of despair

Some time while light obscures the tree
The zenith of its life will be
Gone past forever
And from thence
A second history will commence

A chronicle no longer gold
A bargaining with mist and mold
And finally the broken stem
The plummeting to earth, and then

An intercourse not well designed
For beings of a golden kind
Whose native green must arch above
The earth's obscene corrupting love

And still the ripe fruit and the branch
Observe the sky begin to blanch
Without a cry, without a prayer
With no betrayal of despair

Oh courage! Could you not as well
Select a second place to dwell
Not only in that golden tree
But in the frightened heart of me?
 








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