John Desmond Anderson, 3rd Viscount Waverley (born 31 October 1949) is a British peer.
The son of the 2nd Viscount Waverley and his wife Lorna Ledgerwood, he was educated at Malvern College.
Lord Waverley was first married to Anne Suzette Davidson in 1969. He then married Ursula Helen Barrow in 1994.
He succeeded to his father's titles in 1990. He is one of the ninety hereditary peers in the House of Lords elected to remain after the passing of the House of Lords Act 1999, sitting as a cross-bencher.
He takes a particular interest in the central Asian republics of Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan, Turkmenistan, Kyrgyzstan, and Tajikistan, and works as a consultant to the Middle East Consolidated Contractors Company (CCC). He has been honoured with a Yoruba Chieftaincy in Nigeria and received State decorations from Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan and Colombia.
Lord Waverley has set up the website Parliament Revealed, to explain the workings of the UK Parliament. Lord Waverley has not spoken in the House of Lords since 24 June 2014 and has been on leave of absence from it since June 2015.
The Anderson case took place in Canada West from 1860 to 1861. The case dealt with whether or not to extradite an escaped slave to the United States on the charge of murder. The majority of the presiding judges who handled the case agreed that there was sufficient evidence to prove criminality of the extraditable offence. The decision was based upon the terms laid out in article X of the Webster-Ashburton Treaty of 1842. Anderson was released, however, on a technicality.
John Anderson was an African-American slave who escaped to Canada, evading the pursuit of bounty hunters. While on the run he killed a farmer from Howard County, Missouri. Anderson stabbed the farmer, Seneca Digges, who died shortly after. Digges intended to legally recapture Anderson, and ultimately send him back into his master’s custody. Anderson lived and worked in Canada West from 1854 to April 1860, managing to keep a low profile. He was eventually arrested and held by Magistrate William Matthews in Brantford.
John Anderson (March 22, 1836 – February 24, 1910) was a Norwegian-American publisher.
John Anderson was born at Voss in Søndre Bergenhus Amt, Norway. He was the son of Anders Knudsen Saue (1806–49) and Ragnhild Samsonsdatter Øen (1812–97). He was brought by his parents to Chicago in 1845. His father subsequently died in the cholera epidemic in 1849. Anderson soon became an errand boy in a shop and delivered newspapers for the Commercial Advertiser. This led to a position as an apprentice typographer at that publication. John Anderson subsequently worked for the Chicago Tribune. Anderson decided in 1866 to leave the Chicago Tribune to start his own company.
In 1866, Anderson founded Skandinaven, a weekly or semi-weekly Norwegian language newspaper together with Iver Lawson (1821-1871) and Knud Langeland (1813-1888). Lawson was principally an investor. Langeland was the newspaper's first editor, while Anderson took care of the business side of the business. Anderson purchased the subscription lists of Norske-Amerikanerne, a failing Norwegian language newspaper. Langeland and Lawson left Skandinaven in 1872 and established Amerika, a rival paper. Skandinaven merged briefly with Amerika in 1873 to form Skandinaven og Amerika. Starting the 1870s Skandinaven published a magazine that contained articles of interest, stories, and poetry. It carried works by Norwegian-American writers including Hjalmar Hjorth Boyesen and Rasmus B. Anderson. In 1901, John Anderson was knighted by King Oscar II in the Royal Norwegian Order of St. Olav for his work in Skandinaven.
John Anderson was a member of the Wisconsin State Senate.
Anderson was born on December 28, 1870 in Carver County, Minnesota. He attended Gustavus Adolphus College.
Anderson was elected to the Senate in 1930 on the Wisconsin Progressive Party ticket. Additionally, he was a member of the school board and Mayor of Barron, Wisconsin. He was a Republican.
First date, first kiss
Well I never will forget
The way you looked that night
Parked out, 'cross town
Watchin' the stars fall down
Girl your hair was soft and brown and
Just before we get too far I'd hear you say
It's gettin' late, we need to go
And it's a long way back
Made plans, got rings
And had us a million dreams
Where our road might lead
It wasn't long, we had a truck
With all of our things boxed up
Left town in a cloud of dust and
Got movin', improvin'
Why I can't say
But suddenly it seems to be
Such a long way back
I've tried, you've tried
And nobody's satisfied
Is this where it all ends
We can't be so far down
Where we can't turn around
Pick up this love we found
Just before we get too far
I hear you say
It's gettin' late, we need to go
And it's a long way
Just before we get too far
I here you say
It's gettin' late, we need to go