My maternal grandparents were James Edward Cowan and Sadie Carr Cowan both deceased.
My paternal grandparents were James Fisher and Margaret Rose Fisher (Maggie)both also deceased.
My paternal grandmother was a full blooded Native American of the Lumbee Tribe of Lumbee River fame in South Eastern NC near Wilmington. Wilmington, NC is the HQ of the United National AASR Masons.
I was presented at a "white" physicians/masons conference at age 3 or 4 y/o, at the Salisbury, NC Water Works bldg conference room, because every time that it would snow my legs would turn red and would swell up without me making any physical contact with the snow.
This condition was very puzzling to those gathered at the conference. However, the physicians/masons pledged to follow me for life.
There was a second conference meeting at the Salisbury, NC. Water Works building conference several months later, and everyone in the conference room including myself were draped in white sheets, and they baptized me in Yadkin River water by immersion after elaborate rituals.
The Yadkin River is the eastern boundary of Rowan County and Davidson County in NC.
I have had no further symptoms, except until recently. Should I not drink 8 glasses of water a day, my legs and feet will balloon up. This could be the Yadkin and Lumbee Rivers telling me to return home. (After all I am part Native American!)
When I was a 3y/o boy, I would be invited to the home of I.H. Miller (deceased), an esteemed professor at Livingstone College in Salisbury, NC, and Eloise Simpson, his daughter, on Monroe Street just around the corner from my home at 415 South Institute Street.
Eloise would render me concerts of classical piano sonatas for about an hour. Then, I would go into professor Miller's study. I would gaze and point at the tapestries of male African lion heads on all four walls of the study. When I would point to the lions professor Miller would say, "that's yours."
As I reflect back, he was telling me that I am a "KING"!
I moved to Calif at age 17 in 1960. I am now 70y/o.
I graduated from Monroe Street Elementary School in 1956. I graduated from Price High School in Salisbury, NC in 1960. Both schools were closed in the mid 1970s due to the desegregation of the NC School System.
I attended Los Angeles Valley Jr. College, before receiving my BA from UCLA in 1966. I received my masters degree in Social Welfare at UCLA in 1971.
Sometimes, I would have lunch at the UCLA Student Union cafeteria with John Wooden, the UCLA legendary basketball coach . He would invite himself over to my table.
My grandfather, James Edward Cowan, founder of the "Most Worshipful National Grand Lodge of the World," Ancient Accepted Scottish Rite Masons (A.A.S.R.) told me that there were, at that time, certain professions where the prerequisite was one had to be a mason, such as, judges, doctors, locomotive engineers, train conductors, train firemen etc.
I was deferred from the military draft in the 1960s during the height of the Vietnam War by the chairman of my draft board, John Tatum, a mason, and my French teacher for 2 years at Los Angeles Valley Jr. College in Van Nuys, Calif. I used to think that I was deferred, because I never missed any classes 5 days a week, and I laughed at all of his jokes.
I have since learned that masons can spot another mason by character, appearance and demeanor.
While at Valley Jr College, I met two men from NC who followed me to CA.
One man was T.M. Johnson my former eight grade elementary school teacher at Monroe Street Elementary School in Salisbury,NC.
On many occassions he would say to my eight grade class that he would like to see me go to a prep school, and, inasmuch as, Valley Jr College prapared me for UCLA, he got his wish.
The other man was a white man from NC who patronized Ed Halter's diner, located on Burbank Blvd across the street from Valley College. He wore a hat similar to the hat that my paperboy route boss wore, when I was a teenage paperboy for the Winston Salem,NC "Journal Newspaper."
Also, my grandfather once told me that no mason has ever been executed, because judges were all masons.
I was involved in two domestic violence cases that were dismissed against me in the 1970s, because the judges were masons.
I have since been rehabilitated!
Additionally, my grandfather once told me that should I ever be in "distress" and needed transportation to approach a train conductor out in the yard, not in the ticket office, (because all train conductors are masons), and identify myself.
In the early 1980s, I once hitch hiked a ride on the Amtrak "Silver Streak" from Albuquerque to Chicago, over 1500 miles, using this tip. Remember the Richard Pryor movie titled the "Silver Streak"?
I identified my self as the eldest grandchild of J. E. Cowan, the founder of the African-American Most Worshipful National Grand Lodge of the World A. A. S. R. with my driver's license, and two credit cards. With that the conductor said," I am going, as far as, Chicago get on board and tell the porter to charge all meals to my account."
Now, I can recall that my grandfather's brother, Arthur Cowan, (Art) settled in New Mexico and the conductor could have been a distant Cowan relative.
Two weeks after I arrived at my mother's house in Capitol Heights, MD, I received a bill for the Amtrak ride, which I promptly paid.
Further, there are distant Cowan relatives living in the Yuma, Arizona area, because two pretty Cowan airline stewardess attended the Cowan-Carr family reunion in Salisbury, NC several years ago.
The family reunions are held annually, around the fifth (5th) of July, mostly in Salisbury, NC.
All are welcome. Contact abcowan@yahoo.com.
In 1995 or 1996, I was contacted by Commander Alphonso Patrick, Jr. of the U. S. Navy, and a Monroe Street Elementary School Schoolmate, by email from a ship somewhere out in the oceans blue.
He left me the email address of the NC U.S.Navy webmaster , should I ever need to contact him or the U. S. Navy.
There is a "My Space.com" friend named, Peggy, from Raleigh, NC, (state capitol) who has been following me, and she has read all of my 100 blogs on "My Space. com" for over twelve years.
Also, Peggy looks like a Cowan relative from her photo.
I have two friends only on "My Space.com," and they always read my blogs.
The other friend is Marc in Eugene, Oregon, where my 35 y/o daughter Wendy lives.
Lori Boyett of Scottsdale, AZ was the most helpful girlfriend, ever. She assisted me in getting my superior court case dismissed by referring me to a competent attorney, Denis Robinson, Esq of Sherman Oaks, CA.
Further, a possible distant Cowan relative from Powder Springs, Georgia visited me in 1998, Nancy White, "...whoopee!"
Now with GPS tracking and my constant emails to the U. S. Dept of Defense, not only do the masons, friends and family track me, but the government knows my every move, in particular, since I killed the Pentagon's proposal to close military bases in all 50 states in 2013 and 2015. See the urls below: in particular, my entry on my website under the heading "link": http://www.robertfisher60.homestead.com
http://www.washingtonpost.com/world/national-security/on-the-way-to-brac-savings-a-legion-of-cost-overruns/2012/07/04/gJQAzNNAOW_story.html?hpid=z13.
My Calif ID originates from NC,
K70..., Calif added the 00s/K007, because of my statewide achievements in statewide coastal legislation, and the saving of the international Long Beach Grand Prix from the extinct South Coast Regional Coastal Commission in the late 1977.
The international press was at the meeting, and took photos and wrote newspaper articles about my testimony before the extinct South Coast Regional Coastal Commission in countries and continents, such as, Monaco, the HQ of the Grand Prix Auto Race, England, Scotland, Ireland, France, Germany, Italy, Spain, Portugal, Russia, South Africa, China, Japan, and Australia.
Therefore, I am internationally known!
After a speech rendered by Prince Philip, the Duke of Edinburg at UCLA's 50th Founder's Day Anniversary Celebration,when I was an undergrad at UCLA, I slipped out of the old Pauley Pavillion after the MC requested that everyone remain seated, until the guest speaker Prince Philip, the Duke of Edinburgh, left the building.
I walked and chatted with Prince Philip for about 50 yards to his Rolls Royce, after he gave a speech, titled "Leisure Time" at UCLA's 50th Founders Day Anniversary.
Not knowing the protocol regarding a royal, I shook his hand.
He quipped, "you Americans and hand shaking."
Prince Philip the Duke of Edinburgh towered over me, and I am 6'6" tall. Therefore, Prince Philip must be at least 6'10" tall.
Later, when Prince Charles visited the Los Angeles City Hall, as he was walking up the steps of the south side, he made eye contact with me, as if to say, I recognize you.
Also, this means that Queen Elizabeth II has heard of me.
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I learned my lobbying, and political writing skills from Wayne Kelly, former Asst Chief Legislative Analyst City of Los Angeles.
My political acumen and astro abstract intelligence, and deductive reasoning are "God" given. See http://robertfisher60.homestead.com
I shook hands with Martin Luther King, Jr. in the1960s, after he gave a speech at Los Angeles Valley Jr. College in Van Nuys, CA. He looked at me perplexed, as if to say, what are you doing here? I was one of three African-Americans out of 13,000 enrolled at Valley College at that time,
Also, In the 1960-80s I met four world boxing champions, Joe Louis, and Muhammed Ali, former heavy weight champions, Sugar Ray Robinson, and Sugar Ray Leonard, former welter weight and middle weight champions.
I shook hands with Joe Louis, when he was a "greeter" at Caesar's Palace in Las Vegas NV. Joe was stoic and silent.
I met Muhammad Ali, when I was employed at the DPSS Welfare Office at Adams and Grand in downtown Los Angeles. There was an immediate chemistry between us. He followed me around like a "puppy dog." I ushered him into the public cafeteria, where he greeted and signed autographs for both the welfare recipients and welfare staff.
There was an incident in which a senior citizen bus boy attempted to ram Muhammad with a four wheel dish cart, when his back was turned, but I caught the tray that was headed for his famous legs preventing injury to Muhammad. The senior citizen angrily shouted "draft dodger" to Muhummad.
I shook hands with Sugar Ray Robinson at LAX in one of the terminals. I shouted, "hi champ," and he said, "hey there ole boy!"
I was at the "Pizza Hut" in Landover, MD, when Sugar Ray Leonard walked in with his son to order pizza. There were no exchanges of greetings.
Am I the luckiest man in the world, or what?
I WAS BORN, BAPTISED, AND RAISED IN THE CHURCH STREET PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH SALISBURY , NC PACOIMA , CA
MY PARENTS TOLD ME TO BE SURE, TO JOIN A CHURCH, BEFORE THEY RETURNED TO NC. THEREFORE, ONE SUNDAY I DROVE AROUND THE NORTHEAST VALLEY AREA IN SEARCH OF A PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH SAN FERNANDO , CA PANORAMA CITY , CA CALIFORNIA PANORAMA CITY
HOWEVER, THE CHURCH MEMBERS WELCOMED ME, AND CONVINCED ME TO JOIN THE CHOIR, WHICH I DID. THE NEXT SUNDAY, I WAS SINGING IN THE CHOIR. LATER, i HAD MY CHURCH MEMBERSHIP TRANSFERRED FROM THE CHURCH STREET PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH SALISBURY , NC PANORAMA CITY PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH PANORAMA CITY , CA
AS IT TURNED OUT, THE MEMBERS WERE GLAD THAT I JOINED THE CHURCH, BECAUSE THE 1960s WAS THE HEIGHT OF THE CIVIL RIGHTS MOVEMENT, AND THE MEMBERS WERE VERY PLEASED TO BE ABLE TO BOAST ABOUT ME.
FOR EXAMPLE, THE YOUNG ADULTS LOVED TO PARADE THROUGH THE OTHER PRESBYTERIAN CHURCHES' WESTMINISTER FELLOWSHIP YOUTH GROUP MEETINGS WITH ME IN THEIR ENTOURAGE IN THE NORTHEAST VALLEY AREA, SUCH AS, SAN FERNANDO, SHERMAN OAKS, NORTH HOLLYWOOD, ENCINO AND WOODLAND HILLS.
ALSO, THEY LOVED TO CRUISE UP AND DOWN VAN NUYS BLVD SHOWING ME OFF AT "BOB'S BIG BOY" ON VAN NUYS BLVD IN VAN NUYS, CA. MEMBERS OF "THE CHURCH GANG" WERE BRAD, DEBBIE, FRANK, JIM, BARBARA, BETTY, VICKI, RODNEY, AND LORETTA.
ADDITIONALLY, THE CHURCH GANG DROVE ME AROUND LOS ANGELES FROM THE VALLEY, TO VENICE PANORAMA CITY
THE ADULT MEMBERS OF THE CHURCH THAT BEFRIENDED ME WERE MR AND MRS ED MOUNTAIN
JUNE AND LLEW BUSH (DECEASED), ARRANGED FOR MY FIRST BANK OF AMERICA CREDIT CARD IN 1961, WHEN HE WAS PRESIDENT OF THE SHERMAN OAKS BRANCH BANK IN SHERMAN OAKS, CA.
LLEW BUSH ONCE TOLD ME THAT WHEN BANK OF AMERICA SAN FRANCISCO AMERICA
IT IS WORTH NOTING THAT THE NEW BANK OF AMERICA HQ NOW IS LOCATED IN CHARLOTTE, NC (MY HOME STATE) ABOUT 35 MILES SOUTH OF SALISBURY, NC,MY BIRTH CITY, AND RJR/NABISCO (R. J. REYNOLDS TOBACCO COMPANY) IS LOCATED ABOUT 35 MILES NORTHWEST OF SALISBURY IN WINSTON-SALEM, NC.
I AM AFFILIATED WITH THESE TWO *GIANT CORPORATIONS IN NAME ONLY, AND I HAVE NEVER RECEIVED ONE PENNY IN SALARY/COMPENSATION/STOCKS/ BONDS/ANNUITIES, OR DIVIDENDS FROM THESE CORPORATE GIANTS.
I AM AFFILIATED WITH THESE TWO *GIANT CORPORATIONS IN NAME ONLY, AND I HAVE NEVER RECEIVED ONE PENNY IN SALARY/COMPENSATION/STOCKS/ BONDS/ANNUITIES, OR DIVIDENDS FROM THESE CORPORATE GIANTS.
R. J. REYNOLDS MUST HAVE BAILED OUT THE BANK OF AMERICA
IN FACT, THESE TWO COMPANIES DO NOT RESPOND TO MY INQUIRIES AND DON'T RECOGNIZE MY EXISTENCE, WHICH IS GOOD FOR MY TAX PURPOSES. OTHERWISE, I WOULD HAVE RECEIVED A TAX INCREASE PURSUANT TO THE 2013 "FISCAL CLIFF" PROVISIONS PASSED BY CONGRESS AND ENACTED INTO LAW BY THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
I HAVE OWNED A CHECKING ACCOUNT WITH BANK OFAMERICA
I HAVE OWNED A CHECKING ACCOUNT WITH BANK OF
NOW YOU KNOW WHY I AM "KEEPER OF THE SEAL" FOR BOTH BANK OF AMERICA
WHEN I WAS IN COURT IN 1977, FOR DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IN VAN NUYS, CA, THE REASON THAT JUDGE JAMES J. COLEMAN BECAME VERY IRATE/ANGRY AND LITERALLY BECAME MY DEFENSE ATTORNEY FROM THE "BENCH" DISMISSED MY CASE AND "RIPPED" INTO THE CITY ATTORNEY, JULIE DOWNEY, AND HE TOLD JULIE DOWNEY THAT HE DIDN'T CARE IF I HAD KILLED MY EX-WIFE.
PARENTHETICALLY, THE COURT CLERK WAS MRS LETO OF THE PANORAMA CITY PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
(AS BR'ER RABBIT PLEADED TO BR'ER BEAR "PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T THROW ME INTO THE BRIAR PATCH." AFTER BR'ER BEAR THREW BR'ER RABBIT INTO THE BRIAR PATCH, BR'ER RABBIT SAID TO BR'ER BEAR, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT I WANTED YOU TO DO, BECAUSE THE BRIAR PATCH IS MY HOME!)
(AS BR'ER RABBIT PLEADED TO BR'ER BEAR "PLEASE, PLEASE DON'T THROW ME INTO THE BRIAR PATCH." AFTER BR'ER BEAR THREW BR'ER RABBIT INTO THE BRIAR PATCH, BR'ER RABBIT SAID TO BR'ER BEAR, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT I WANTED YOU TO DO, BECAUSE THE BRIAR PATCH IS MY HOME!)
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