The Daniel McCree Foundation supports this important organzation as both Alumni and Volunteer efforts. You too can support them, and the opportunities they make possible for our youth in need.
Daniel McCree Foundation
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Sherwood Forest Camp Provides Opportunity for Youth
SHERWOOD FOREST CAMP
Did you know that families pay just $50 for their child to attend camp, regardless of the length of the session? Siblings cost only $25. However, the actual cost of camp is nearly $150 per camper, PER DAY. The difference is covered by your generous contributions. We thank you for making camp possible for hundreds of St. Louis children each summer!
The Daniel McCree Foundation supports this important organzation as both Alumni and Volunteer efforts. You too can support them, and the opportunities they make possible for our youth in need.
The Daniel McCree Foundation supports this important organzation as both Alumni and Volunteer efforts. You too can support them, and the opportunities they make possible for our youth in need.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Remembering Ray (Cover Story) December 2011
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A Short Reflection on this months issue:
I guess in a sense, the monthly go-round of putting the monthly publication together is my version of throwing around some color. The inside joke has been that no matter how many times I "proof" an issue, there is always one glaring typo. And it has almost become a sense of questioning where it will be, and how it will make it's presence known. Those of you further down on the vine remember that Daniel often put typo's in his writing to prove a point. Perhaps the point is that perfection is something unattainable, or an even more benign method of simply saying "I'm still here". Either way this month's blunder would be none other than that I misspelled my own name... how about that :) I think the best and only thing to do is just call it out and allow it to be whatever it is.
Peace & Shalom,
Colby
A Short Reflection on this months issue:
I guess in a sense, the monthly go-round of putting the monthly publication together is my version of throwing around some color. The inside joke has been that no matter how many times I "proof" an issue, there is always one glaring typo. And it has almost become a sense of questioning where it will be, and how it will make it's presence known. Those of you further down on the vine remember that Daniel often put typo's in his writing to prove a point. Perhaps the point is that perfection is something unattainable, or an even more benign method of simply saying "I'm still here". Either way this month's blunder would be none other than that I misspelled my own name... how about that :) I think the best and only thing to do is just call it out and allow it to be whatever it is.
Peace & Shalom,
Colby
Sunday, November 27, 2011
World AIDS Day 2011 (ST. LOUIS) December 1st
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Come join us as we celebrate and remember the lives of those we have lost or who are living with HIV/AIDS. There will be memories told and a message of hope shared. During the service there will also be a candlelight vigil. Following the service there will be a time of fellowship with light refreshments provided by the Ezekiel Project HIV/AIDS Ministry Team.
Thursday, December 1, 2011, 7p
(service held at MCC of Greater Saint Louis)
1919 South Broadway
St. Louis, MO 63104
Speakers will include Doug Price and Colby Kluthe of the Daniel McCree Foundation.
Thursday, December 1, 2011, 7p
(service held at MCC of Greater Saint Louis)
1919 South Broadway
St. Louis, MO 63104
Speakers will include Doug Price and Colby Kluthe of the Daniel McCree Foundation.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Happy Birthday Danny Boy!
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A note from the Editor:
www.DanielMcCree.Org
November 21, 2010
"The mission of DanielMcCree.Org is to share with the world, the creative works and spirit of Daniel McCree, foster a dialogue for those who were moved by his life,while promoting the 7 Arts of Power: Literature ,Performing Art,Visual Art,Design Art, Decorative Art, Technological Art and Spirituality"
We set today aside to celebrate the 27 years of Daniel McCree's life, and remember the contributions of his life and spirit over the past 3 years. To put it in Daniel's own words:
"A silent stare is what the outside world must view while I'm walking through this. My
life's work has been to record my story in my own way using whatever
avenues communication or _expression will serve the purpose. "
--Danny McCree (time unknown)
A note from the Editor:
www.DanielMcCree.Org
November 21, 2010
"The mission of DanielMcCree.Org is to share with the world, the creative works and spirit of Daniel McCree, foster a dialogue for those who were moved by his life,while promoting the 7 Arts of Power: Literature ,Performing Art,Visual Art,Design Art, Decorative Art, Technological Art and Spirituality"
We set today aside to celebrate the 27 years of Daniel McCree's life, and remember the contributions of his life and spirit over the past 3 years. To put it in Daniel's own words:
"A silent stare is what the outside world must view while I'm walking through this. My
life's work has been to record my story in my own way using whatever
avenues communication or _expression will serve the purpose. "
--Danny McCree (time unknown)
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Ray Henry Ulrich - A Story from our Vine
(Regarding the Loss of our Dear Friend Ray Henry Ulrich (aka Radio Jesus) You are truly a blessing from the vine.)
I really hadn't imagined that I would have spent some time this week adding a new section to the grapevine, but as a close friend put it so eloquently " fate is something that we can not escape. She is an evil witch and on occasion she rears her ugly head." I was blessed to have shared in exchange with Ray, and had found so many blessings in his sharing this great story with me almost 2 years ago. I am thankful that our paths crossed and know you a spirit I feel i know well. I am honored to republish your story again on Danny's Birthday. I know how much he loved each of the branches on his vine.
(VISIT RAYS BRANCH @DanielMcCree.Org)
-Colby
A story from RAY ~ a grape on the grapevine (March 2010)
A story from RAY ~ a grape on the grapevine
by Daniel McCree Foundation on Friday, March 5, 2010 at 7:09pm
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Published with permission of the author (Ray Henry Ulrich)
March 3, 2010 (12:15pm)
RAY (New Orleans, LA & St. Louis, MO)
I woke up this morning and found I had received this email from an old friend. All it said was, "holy sh#t. I didn't know he killed himself" and then it contained a link to Danny's (as I knew him) web site that, I think, you made for him in memorandum. I didn't know this until today and so it's hit me as though it just occurred. I lost another good friend the same way at the same time but I knew about that when it had happened. I wish I had known then that I had lost two.
I don't know if you would have ever heard of me but I knew Danny through some of his rougher moments. I'm the guy who he drove to New Orleans with the night before he began what would probably be his most difficult life stage. Danny and I had both been through a relationship with the same person, him after me, and so we had that in common.
They were abusive relationships in very similar fashions and so when Danny was coming out of it he and I became friends. I helped him to come out of that and I did everything I could to help him see clearly in that time because I knew from experience how hard that was and I knew exactly what he had gone through with that person.
When I decided to leave for New Orleans late on a Sunday night, Danny insisted he go with me. I often wish I had refused but at the time I wanted to take him far away from our ex, who was on a rampage. I won't go into (...) details but Danny was vulnerable and I should not have allowed certain things to take place. I was easily swayed by his cleverness and his looks. I think he was only really wanting validation that he deserved love. He did.
He was so young then and so wounded. He had come from one of the worst childhoods I had ever heard of. He shared it with me and I could not believe it. He had a lot of pain and a lot of anger then. I had also had a terrible childhood but hearing his made me stop complaining. Mine was nothing compared to his.
When we arrived in New Orleans, he started acting crazy. I didn't know him as well as I should have, perhaps. I didn't expect these things. He started disappearing for days and when he came back home he would tell how he had been sleeping with homeless people in train cars. We would tell him he was nuts for doing this when he had a place to go at night but he did it anyway. We fought a lot. He was violent sometimes, too. He hadn't really started the drugs yet, that I am aware of, but he had started engaging in some very worrysome behaviors and I knew him when he contracted HIV.
We had a particularly horrible night and me and our other roommates told him he had to leave. He had broken some windows and had tried to punch me. I was a lot taller than him and was able to hold him at arms length and he could never reach me to make real contact. I knew it wasn't really his fault. I knew he had issues and I suspect he had Bipolar Disorder (as do I) and I don't know if he ever did get treated. But he couldn't stay there and destroy the apartment and possibly injure people.
He left on foot for Texas to see a friend of ours and came back shortly to stay across the courtyard from us with a girl who was his friend. She took up for him a lot but when they lived together she experienced his volitile nature and also asked him to leave.
That's when we lost contact.
The next time I saw him was several months later and he had started his working with a magazine (not exp) and travelling and I was happy to see him calming down. He still exuded a frightening energy at the time but he was getting better. I remember playing a CD for him I thought he would like and he tried to take it. Not steal it but he just asked if he could have it. I said no.
Those were rough times. It was in 2001 and maybe into 2002. I stayed in New Orleans long after he disappeared and I heard little stories of him now and then.
When I came back to STL, I saw the ex again and he knew a little about Danny's whereabouts but not too much. He faded from my forethoughts but stayed always in my mind.
People always ask me if I hear from him and I didn't so I never had anything to offer them. Then today I receive this news, two and a half years later.
I'm having a very quiet, somber day.
I don't know why I am writing. Perhaps because you and I knew very different people in Danny. When I went to his site and read his work, I did not know this person. He wasn't really doing this stuff yet. He didn't make art. I think he kept a journal but not this. I see this writing and it's such a mature person, unlike the angry kid I knew. It makes me feel so sad.
Back then Danny had no idea who he was or what he wanted. Every time he would make a new friend he would start talking like them and he always wanted to be like them. He was very absorbant of people he felt, I imagine, had the key to the happiness he so wanted.
Now I see he had actually started to find himself and so it's all the more sorrowing that, along with himself, he didn't find the happiness he had hoped for.
You're right that he changed the lives of everyone he knew. He sure changed mine. If he and I had never met, I would never have gone to New Orleans. I would never have found MYSELF in my own journey and I would never have "arrived".
I loved Danny. I hated that he was so lost. I hated that his confusion had to result in still more agony in his life. He was dealt an extremely rough hand in life and, considering his starting point, he went so much further than most people do and it was in a much shorter period.
Today I keep thinking, "why would he do a thing like this?" as I am sure everyone else does.
I'm sorry to hear this. He has never left my thoughts. The night he left for Texas we went out and got so drunk and I cried like a baby. I was actually a little mad at him when he returned a week later because I wouldn't have cried like that if I had known I was going to see him again so soon. ha ha!!!
I had a lot of pictures of him from NOLA but I lost my album.
Thanks for reading and also thanks for keeping him alive.
I just felt like I had to write this.
-- From RAY
(contact editor@danielmccree.org for RAY's contact info)
Wed at 4:26pm · Delete Post
Daniel McCree Foundation --- cleverness LOL :) Daniel absolute in his clevernrss ! truly Diamond.
CK
(VISIT RAYS BRANCH @DanielMcCree.Org)
I really hadn't imagined that I would have spent some time this week adding a new section to the grapevine, but as a close friend put it so eloquently " fate is something that we can not escape. She is an evil witch and on occasion she rears her ugly head." I was blessed to have shared in exchange with Ray, and had found so many blessings in his sharing this great story with me almost 2 years ago. I am thankful that our paths crossed and know you a spirit I feel i know well. I am honored to republish your story again on Danny's Birthday. I know how much he loved each of the branches on his vine.
(VISIT RAYS BRANCH @DanielMcCree.Org)
-Colby
A story from RAY ~ a grape on the grapevine (March 2010)
A story from RAY ~ a grape on the grapevineby Daniel McCree Foundation on Friday, March 5, 2010 at 7:09pm
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Published with permission of the author (Ray Henry Ulrich)
March 3, 2010 (12:15pm)
RAY (New Orleans, LA & St. Louis, MO)
I woke up this morning and found I had received this email from an old friend. All it said was, "holy sh#t. I didn't know he killed himself" and then it contained a link to Danny's (as I knew him) web site that, I think, you made for him in memorandum. I didn't know this until today and so it's hit me as though it just occurred. I lost another good friend the same way at the same time but I knew about that when it had happened. I wish I had known then that I had lost two.
I don't know if you would have ever heard of me but I knew Danny through some of his rougher moments. I'm the guy who he drove to New Orleans with the night before he began what would probably be his most difficult life stage. Danny and I had both been through a relationship with the same person, him after me, and so we had that in common.
They were abusive relationships in very similar fashions and so when Danny was coming out of it he and I became friends. I helped him to come out of that and I did everything I could to help him see clearly in that time because I knew from experience how hard that was and I knew exactly what he had gone through with that person.
When I decided to leave for New Orleans late on a Sunday night, Danny insisted he go with me. I often wish I had refused but at the time I wanted to take him far away from our ex, who was on a rampage. I won't go into (...) details but Danny was vulnerable and I should not have allowed certain things to take place. I was easily swayed by his cleverness and his looks. I think he was only really wanting validation that he deserved love. He did.
He was so young then and so wounded. He had come from one of the worst childhoods I had ever heard of. He shared it with me and I could not believe it. He had a lot of pain and a lot of anger then. I had also had a terrible childhood but hearing his made me stop complaining. Mine was nothing compared to his.
When we arrived in New Orleans, he started acting crazy. I didn't know him as well as I should have, perhaps. I didn't expect these things. He started disappearing for days and when he came back home he would tell how he had been sleeping with homeless people in train cars. We would tell him he was nuts for doing this when he had a place to go at night but he did it anyway. We fought a lot. He was violent sometimes, too. He hadn't really started the drugs yet, that I am aware of, but he had started engaging in some very worrysome behaviors and I knew him when he contracted HIV.
We had a particularly horrible night and me and our other roommates told him he had to leave. He had broken some windows and had tried to punch me. I was a lot taller than him and was able to hold him at arms length and he could never reach me to make real contact. I knew it wasn't really his fault. I knew he had issues and I suspect he had Bipolar Disorder (as do I) and I don't know if he ever did get treated. But he couldn't stay there and destroy the apartment and possibly injure people.
He left on foot for Texas to see a friend of ours and came back shortly to stay across the courtyard from us with a girl who was his friend. She took up for him a lot but when they lived together she experienced his volitile nature and also asked him to leave.
That's when we lost contact.
The next time I saw him was several months later and he had started his working with a magazine (not exp) and travelling and I was happy to see him calming down. He still exuded a frightening energy at the time but he was getting better. I remember playing a CD for him I thought he would like and he tried to take it. Not steal it but he just asked if he could have it. I said no.
Those were rough times. It was in 2001 and maybe into 2002. I stayed in New Orleans long after he disappeared and I heard little stories of him now and then.
When I came back to STL, I saw the ex again and he knew a little about Danny's whereabouts but not too much. He faded from my forethoughts but stayed always in my mind.
People always ask me if I hear from him and I didn't so I never had anything to offer them. Then today I receive this news, two and a half years later.
I'm having a very quiet, somber day.
I don't know why I am writing. Perhaps because you and I knew very different people in Danny. When I went to his site and read his work, I did not know this person. He wasn't really doing this stuff yet. He didn't make art. I think he kept a journal but not this. I see this writing and it's such a mature person, unlike the angry kid I knew. It makes me feel so sad.
Back then Danny had no idea who he was or what he wanted. Every time he would make a new friend he would start talking like them and he always wanted to be like them. He was very absorbant of people he felt, I imagine, had the key to the happiness he so wanted.
Now I see he had actually started to find himself and so it's all the more sorrowing that, along with himself, he didn't find the happiness he had hoped for.
You're right that he changed the lives of everyone he knew. He sure changed mine. If he and I had never met, I would never have gone to New Orleans. I would never have found MYSELF in my own journey and I would never have "arrived".
I loved Danny. I hated that he was so lost. I hated that his confusion had to result in still more agony in his life. He was dealt an extremely rough hand in life and, considering his starting point, he went so much further than most people do and it was in a much shorter period.
Today I keep thinking, "why would he do a thing like this?" as I am sure everyone else does.
I'm sorry to hear this. He has never left my thoughts. The night he left for Texas we went out and got so drunk and I cried like a baby. I was actually a little mad at him when he returned a week later because I wouldn't have cried like that if I had known I was going to see him again so soon. ha ha!!!
I had a lot of pictures of him from NOLA but I lost my album.
Thanks for reading and also thanks for keeping him alive.
I just felt like I had to write this.
-- From RAY
(contact editor@danielmccree.org for RAY's contact info)
Wed at 4:26pm · Delete Post
Daniel McCree Foundation --- cleverness LOL :) Daniel absolute in his clevernrss ! truly Diamond.
CK
(VISIT RAYS BRANCH @DanielMcCree.Org)
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Celebrating the life of Ray Henry Ulrich
As Clair Janz mentioned, we are going to have a celebration of Ray's life.
The Koken Art Factory has opened up their doors to us on December 10th. Please spread the word. Brenda and I are putting together some of his favorite songs to perform that night.
Ray was a friend of Daniel's and supporter of the Daniel McCree Foundation. We shall join with family and friends in the celebration of this important spirit from our vine. He shall be missed.
To read his contributions to the foundation, (CLICK HERE)
A story from RAY ~ a grape on the grapevine
by Daniel McCree Foundation on Friday, March 5, 2010 at 7:09pm
A story from RAY ~ a grape on the grapevine
by Daniel McCree Foundation on Friday, March 5, 2010 at 7:09pm
Friday, October 28, 2011
Gnome Love Goes on And On~
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A note from the Editor:
At the moment, I will be "On a Journey" that has by some accounts been in the works for several years. I find the most difficult part of traveling is being away from the tunes that are the soundtrack that reminds me again and again, the vine grows. And much like any vine we generally find it a both unwieldy and determined. For several months now I have enjoyed this tune, but haven't shared it as of yet. Since I will be in LosAngeles the next few days traveling with the Choir from MCC, I thought while im out would be a great time. The moment I encountered "The Weepies" I knew I had stumbled upon a spirit I knew. And Like Daniel, it is most likely going to change you. So enjoy, and may blessings be upon each of you~ The D vine
A note from the Editor:
At the moment, I will be "On a Journey" that has by some accounts been in the works for several years. I find the most difficult part of traveling is being away from the tunes that are the soundtrack that reminds me again and again, the vine grows. And much like any vine we generally find it a both unwieldy and determined. For several months now I have enjoyed this tune, but haven't shared it as of yet. Since I will be in LosAngeles the next few days traveling with the Choir from MCC, I thought while im out would be a great time. The moment I encountered "The Weepies" I knew I had stumbled upon a spirit I knew. And Like Daniel, it is most likely going to change you. So enjoy, and may blessings be upon each of you~ The D vine
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Daniel McCree Foundation at National Coming Day Candlelight March (Belleville)
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Metro East Pride of Southwestern Illinois held its second annual National Coming Out Day Candlelight March on Tuesday, October 11th, 2011. LIGHT THE NIGHT remembers those in the community who have been lost to suicide and violence—and to express visibility for those in our community who are not yet able. - MEPSI
About 50 individuals and half dozen community organizations met at the Belleville Library and proceeded westward to Club Escapade on West Main Downtown. Speakers included Sarah Sowell of MEPSI, Theresa Schmidt of PFLAG-Belleville, Rev. Lenny Johnson of Light of Love Fellowship Church, and Robyn Montague of TransHaven. Also in attendence, Jessie Arms of Belleville Transgender and Friends/ CESJ & Individuals of many ages.
Contact us: danielmccreeorg@gmail.com
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Metro East Pride of Southwestern Illinois held its second annual National Coming Out Day Candlelight March on Tuesday, October 11th, 2011. LIGHT THE NIGHT remembers those in the community who have been lost to suicide and violence—and to express visibility for those in our community who are not yet able. - MEPSI
About 50 individuals and half dozen community organizations met at the Belleville Library and proceeded westward to Club Escapade on West Main Downtown. Speakers included Sarah Sowell of MEPSI, Theresa Schmidt of PFLAG-Belleville, Rev. Lenny Johnson of Light of Love Fellowship Church, and Robyn Montague of TransHaven. Also in attendence, Jessie Arms of Belleville Transgender and Friends/ CESJ & Individuals of many ages.
Contact us: danielmccreeorg@gmail.com
Daniel McCree Foundation
908 N. 11th Street
East St. Louis, IL 62201
OCTOBER 2011 ISSUE
2011 DIGITAL DIRECTORY
908 N. 11th Street
East St. Louis, IL 62201
OCTOBER 2011 ISSUE
2011 DIGITAL DIRECTORY
Thursday, October 6, 2011
LGBT Center Presented 9/11 Hero's Flag
LGBT Center Presented 9/11 Hero's Flag
VITAL VOICE
ST. LOUIS – Members of the Metropolitan Community Church of Greater St. Louis’ (MCCGSL) Ezekiel Project and Rev. Dr. Carol Trissell, Senior Pastor presented a memorial American flag to The LGBT Center of St. Louis, Oct. 5.
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| Leon Braxton, Richard Trennepohl, Colby Kluthe, Carol Trissell, John Campbell, Scott Oatman |
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