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Wake up, America!
You have re-elected Barack Obama to another four years as president of the United States.
Obama is a smart young man, but he is lost when it comes to managing the finances of the largest government in the world. Our nation debt increased $5 trillion during his first four years as president.
I am totally for helping people in need, but Obama has 46 million Americans on food stamps and an estimated 13 million illegal aliens on welfare. How is he going to cover the cost of all this food and medical care? Will he borrow another $5 trillion from China? The Chinese already control our $16 trillion debt.
Millions of Americans are asking what their country and government can do for them. We are becoming a welfare nation when more and more of our citizens, legal or illegal, are demanding more and more government handouts. Our country is going bankrupt.
Government subsistence is sometimes necessary on a short-term basis, but people adjust their lifestyle to it and government gets bigger while business gets smaller. This pattern must be reversed.
What are we going to do, America?


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Brewmaster Garrett Oliver spoke of wanting to create a beer that would be perfect for the right now of early July but would still be enjoyable come the cooler nights of September and October. At one point, Garrett compared this beer to a Binaca blast. While not the best sell for a beer, what he meant was that unlike some other beers, the finish of Fiat Lux left a refreshing sensation on the palate. Garrett then paused and added that it really isn't about the first taste. Once a customer orders a beer, they've made their decision. The brewery has made its sale. What it's really about is the last sip, as that is when the consumer decides whether or not to have another one. In the case of Fiat Lux, I was sold. More please!
Fiat Lux is a draught-only release. For more info, check out Brooklyn Brewery's website. Then watch this awesome video by Transient Pictures:

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E. Palmer Tang discussed TRB & S history with a group of accounting professors from the University of North Dakota when they
visited the Minneapolis office. The professors are R. D. Koppenhaver, Chairman: Ludwik Kulas; C. J. Whalen: and Donald Ford. Later
discussion covered current problems in audit, tax and management services.
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The Detroit office hosted a party for Edith McBride when she
retired after 21 years of service. Shown above are Daniel J.
Kelly, Administrative Partner; Edith McBride; Peggy Guthrie,
supervisor of the typing department; and Edith's daughter,
Sally Williams. Mrs. McBride received a portable electric
typewriter and typewriter stand.
Stephen H. Vander Voort from Touche, Ross and Frederick
C. Uhde from the LaSalle National Bank have been loaned to
Chicago's Metropolitan Crusade of Mercy to help raise $22,-
750,000 for 700 human care services. They are shown above
with a young artist at the DePaul Settlement and Day Nursery.


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That Norway would go ahead with buying the F-35 Joint Strike Fighter has long been more or less a given as long as the U.S. showed its willingness to make the aircraft a home for Kongsberg's stealthy Joint Strike Missile.
(Photo: Norwegian MOD)
That has now apparently happened. In announcing it would buy its first two F-35As, the Norwegian government says "the decision to move forward was reached following an extended dialogue with the U.S. Department of Defence aimed at securing opportunities for Norwegian industry." It adds that U.S. Secretary of Defense, Leon Panetta, in a letter sent this week assured his Norwegian counterpart, Espen Barth Eide, that JSM integration on the JSF would take place.
Several other F-35 partners have shown interest in the weapon that is still in development. Norway sees a potential of $3.3 billion to $4.2 billion for the missile.
The F-35A commitment is for the first two aircraft out of a total of 52 to be bought over the duration of the program. The program cost is put at around $10 billion for Norway.
The two aircraft now ordered are to be used for training and be based in the U.S. at the JSF joint training facility being set up Two more F-35As are to be acquired by Oslo for that purpose, with all four aircraft to be in place in 2016.
The 48 other aircraft are to be based at Orland main air station with deliveries to start in 2017, the defense ministry says.
The Evenes base in the north will be used as a forward operating location to help secure Norway's interests in that region. The government projects 10% of operations to be from the northern facility
The Norwegian parliament has already signed off on the increased budget needed for the deal.


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lover and I had discussed for some time the possibility of having our nipples pierced (his left one, my right one). On the night before my birthday he picked me up from work and, as a surprise, took me to the local piercing parlor where he had made reservations for each of us to be pierced.
The arrangements at the parlor were a little uncomfortable. The actual piercings took place behind a screen, with both of us present. The autoclave was there in the room with us, so that we could see that the needles were in fact sterile. The uncomfortable part was that the piercer's daughter, aged perhaps 12, was also present to watch! The piercer told us that she witnessed "all" of his piercings. I was quite uncomfortable to have a female child present, but we went ahead anyway.
My lover went first. He removed his shirt, laid on the stretcher the piercer used, forceps were attached and the nipple was pierced in less than five minutes. He flinched significantly at the moment of piercing, but there was no blood or other apparent trauma. However, his apparent discomfort at the process left me somewhat uncertain -- although he told me later that he was surprised at how little it hurt.
By this time, I didn't really want to proceed, but felt obligated since he had already had his done and, after all, it was my birthday surprise. I removed my shirt, laid on the stretcher and felt the forceps applied to my right nipple. There was only moderate discomfort so far since I was not unaccustomed (ahem) to things being attached to my nipples. The forceps in fact appeared to have a numbing effect, as there was very little sensation when the actual piercing was done. When the needle was inserted -- which was done with a very rapid penetration rather than the slower process I had expected -- I felt a dull ache rather than a sharp pain. The forceps were removed, then the ring was attached and the ball inserted. Again, less than five minutes elapsed and the whole thing was done; there was no apparent trauma and only an ache, somewhat less than a toothache.
We went out to dinner that night, slightly euphoric from finally having this done. The piercing ached somewhat during dinner, but that was all.
Follow-up care also proceeded routinely. We both used bacitracin ointment and rotated the rings twice daily for two weeks. There was some swelling initially, but no bleeding or discharge from the piercings. After about three weeks the piercings were more or less healed and required only routine mainenance. Eventually I tired of the routine care and removed mine altogether. The piercing has closed with not even a scar remaining.
Despite my hesitations during the process, I was satisfied with the procedure. The piercing was fun to have while I kept it. I might even have it re-done at some point although it was both less erotic and more difficult to care for than I had expected.
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While walking around Paris, pretty much everything you see in shop windows is alluring.
But even amidst all of the beautiful objets d'art and tempting pastries showcased at the street level, there is still something that will stop you in your tracks: the Praluline at Auguste Pralus's shop, a signature brioche which is "Often imitated, but never matched!".
Curious about this unusual-looking treat, I did a little sleuthing. Turns out it has a rather storied past:
One lovely morning Auguste Pralus places a brioche with pralines in his showcase. Since that special day in 1955, the Praluline has never lost its premier position in each of the showcases in the Pralus pastry shops.
A rich brioche flavored with pieces of pralines made in-house: Valencia almonds and Piedmont hazelnuts coated in rose sugar and then cracked. The addition of these rosy nut bits adding a unique flavor and texture to make the creation so special!
The Praluline is regularly sent to enthusiasts over the world (USA, Japan, Sweden...) This star of the Maison Pralus has also become a culinary ambassador for the region of Roanne. "marvelous buttery brioche filled with rose pralines" according to the tasty definition of Gille Pudlowski, the Praluline has traversed its local borders to become the uncontested star in all of the Pralus shops (Paris, Annecy, Charlieu…)
and of course, if you're not sold on it yet, the legacy continues, per their website:
For its 50th anniversary, the Praluline is accompanied by a little "sister": the Pralusienne. Cousin of the Tropezienne which celebrated its half century also in 2005, the Pralusiennne presents a tasty partnership of the Praluline and a delicious crème mousseline with Madagascar Vanilla.
Now, after coming across the Praluline, I did start to see variations on the rose-sugar-praline theme in a lot of patisseries, and I can tell you firsthand that it is a very good combination.
Want to get your hands on one? I hear a rumor that they'll ship worldwide upon request; it undoubtedly won't be cheap, but you can find out more by contacting them.
Or, if you're lucky enough to be in Paris, hit up one of their shops; locations can be found here.


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The parish dates back to at least c. 1150 when it was named Ceddelegam, and literally means "clearing of a man called Ciedda," or "clearing in a hollow," from the Old English personal name or Old English word "ceod(e)" + "leah." [3]CITATION[CLOSE]
Mills, A.D., Dictionary of English Place-Names. Oxford: Oxford University Press, 1991. Print. (ISBN 0-19-869156-4)
"Half a mile from the town is Chudleigh Rock, a stupendous mass of limestone, in which is a cavern of considerable extent; and near it are very perfect remains of an elliptical encampment, supposed from its form to be of Danish origin, but, from its proximity to a Roman road, to have been previously occupied by that people." [1]CITATION[CLOSE]
Lewis, Samuel, A Topographical Dictionary of England. Institute of Historical Research, 1848, Print.
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In Alabama, the saying goes, there are two types of people: those who admit they listen to Paul Finebaum, and liars. The liars lie not because they dislike college football, the subject of Finebaum's talk-radio show, but because the show's dialogue is often unsuitable for polite company. Once, Bobby from Homewood, a regular caller and a fan of Auburn University, phoned in to express satisfaction that Shane from Centerpoint, a fan of the University of Alabama, Auburn's rival, had lung cancer. During a discussion of Penn State's pedophilia scandal earlier this year, several callers recommended extrajudicial means for dealing with the university's statue of Joe Paterno. "We could get a noose, like we did with Saddam, tear it down, tie it to a pickup truck, drive it to Alabama, and have him stare at Bear Bryant," one caller suggested. Another said that Jerry Sandusky "wouldn't make it to court" in Livingston, Alabama, the caller's home town. "There would be a cage, and there'd be an eighty-, ninety-pound wild boar, and we'd have some hatchets," he went on. "We'd take him out in the woods, use some rope, and, basically, the honey goes first on this fella. Then you got the fire ants for maybe an hour, hour and a half—he'd be hollerin', so you gotta make sure you're back deep in them woods. Then you introduce him to the boar."
Finebaum's reply to Bobby from Homewood—"I'm not going to respond, but you can make a complete ass out of yourself and go right ahead"—is a reasonable indicator of the way he runs his show. He is capable of the cutting barbs that define Jim Rome, Colin Cowherd, and the other dons of sports radio in the guy-talk era, but he delivers his in a gruff monotone, more like a drowsy Rush Limbaugh than like a football coach spitting out a halftime speech. After a particularly exasperating call, he might say he could use a drink, a nap, or some Tums; more often, he will simply pause, sigh, and announce that someone is on the other line, ready to respond. One caller recently compared Finebaum's ability to get a rise out of his listeners to the Looney Tunes skit in which Bugs Bunny, playing an orchestra conductor, forces a soloist to sing so high, and at such volume, that his pants burst, his face turns red, and the building starts to crumble. "People always ask me, 'At what point did you lose total control of a show?' " Finebaum said, after a recent conversation about Alabama football had turned into a debate over a former Crimson Tide quarterback's refusal to take a stand on gay marriage. "It would be this moment."
The Paul Finebaum Radio Network can be heard on twenty-one stations in Alabama and throughout the South, but it emanates from Birmingham's WJOX (pronounced "jocks"), which has become the second-highest-rated sports station in the country, thanks largely to Finebaum. His show attracts nearly a quarter of the adult male listeners in Birmingham—by comparison, Mike Francesa, in New York, gets five per cent—with a broad demographic range, from Bobby to Jack Warner, a paper magnate who is one of Alabama's wealthiest people. Warner has a gallery in his name at the Met, but he listens to Finebaum every day. "Outside of Nick Saban"—the head football coach at Alabama—"Paul is the most famous person in this state," Chris Vernon, a fellow sports-radio host, says. Saban himself is not entirely sure of that assessment. "I don't think you can function in the Southeast and not know who Paul is," he told me.
Unlike the audience for Rome or Cowherd, Finebaum's listeners do not tune in for his thoughts on the sports world at large. When I asked Finebaum how much airtime was devoted to topics other than college football, he cupped his fingers into a zero and said, "The summers are hard."
College football is now America's second most popular sport, behind pro football. But in much of the South, and especially in Alabama, the N.F.L. can barely compete: in every one of the past ten years, Birmingham has been ESPN's top market for college football, and more people there watched Alabama play Louisiana State in last season's national championship than watched the Super Bowl. "The No. 1 market watching the Las Vegas Bowl, no matter who's playing, is not Las Vegas," Pat Smith, Finebaum's producer, told me. "It's Birmingham, Alabama." Finebaum promised no spoilers during the tape-delayed London Olympics because he would not be talking about the Olympics at all. On baseball's Opening Day, his show began with a countdown: college football was only a hundred and forty-eight days away.
Finebaum is, by his own admission, an unlikely candidate for the voice of the South. He is fifty-seven, Jewish, and bald—his callers compare him to Hunter S. Thompson, or Mr. Burns, from "The Simpsons"—and had he played football, which he did not, he would have needed to add weight to make the roster as a punter. He prefers MSNBC to ESPN, and expresses surprise that he has not ended up in a more academic profession: during one show, I heard him make a reference to Sartre's "No Exit" to explain his trouble ending an irritating interview. "I have a very difficult time listening to sports radio," Finebaum told me one day, while driving in Birmingham. He was listening to "Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)," by the Eurythmics. Another time, it was Tracy Chapman.
This air of detachment from his listeners' chief passion occasionally brings him in for criticism. "What gives Paul Finebaum the right to voice his opinion on sports—he's never touched a ball in his life," Charles Barkley, an Alabama native, has said. "He can come on the radio and everybody in Alabama's like . . . it's the Gospel because Finebaum said it." Almost despite himself, Finebaum is deeply connected in the world of college football, especially in the Southeastern Conference, a group of fourteen universities, including Auburn and Alabama, which he has covered since the seventies. The S.E.C. is bounded by Texas, in the west, and Kentucky, in the north, but has threatened, in recent years, to swallow college football whole. Teams from the conference have won the past six national championships, and produce more N.F.L. players than any other conference. The S.E.C. also leads the nation in recruiting infractions, and its players have had frequent run-ins with the law. (Dallas Downs, Finebaum's soundboard producer, is fond of playing "Burn One Down" whenever a player is busted for drug use.) In 2010, the Chronicle of Higher Education announced that the S.E.C. had become the first conference with a billion dollars in revenue, thanks in part to the fact that it has led the nation in attendance for thirty-one straight seasons. In 2007, more than ninety thousand fans packed Bryant-Denny Stadium for Nick Saban's first game at Alabama—an intra-squad scrimmage held in April.
Clay Travis, a radio host in Nashville, told me, "You lose a lot of people talking about NASCAR, but you never lose a single person talking about the S.E.C." Finebaum's show is most popular when teams from the conference do well, as they have for much of this year: at one point, five of the eight best teams in the country were from the S.E.C., led by Alabama, which was No. 1 for ten straight weeks. But the show is most compelling when the wheels come off, sending the core belief of Finebaum's audience—"The North is bigger and stronger and they have more industry, but, if you just take our eleven boys and their eleven boys, we're gonna whip 'em," as Cecil Hurt, a reporter who has covered Alabama football for thirty years, put it to me—careering into a ditch. That happened in mid-November, when, for the first time in more than a year, Alabama lost a game. For a moment, it seemed that the S.E.C.'s streak of championships would end. Fans from Oregon, Kansas State, and Notre Dame, which had all passed Alabama in the rankings, began calling Finebaum's show to boast. This didn't sit well with the locals. Roy, an Alabama fan, referred to one caller from Oregon as a "quacker"—Oregon's mascot is a duck—and added, "If he wants to talk all that junk, he needs to come down here and get an ol' ass whuppin'."
"I mean, the Oregon guy was saying that they're better than Alabama right now," Finebaum said, sensing a chance to push Roy to a higher octave.
"They ain't!"
"Well, I don't know. Alabama's not looking too hot at the moment."
"Watch it, Paul," Roy said. "Don't piss me off."
Each July, the S.E.C. hosts a Media Days event at the Wynfrey Hotel, outside Birmingham. "I've been to the Super Bowl, and this has the same kind of buzz," Andrew Billman, an ESPN producer, told me in the hotel's main ballroom, where many of the eleven hundred credentialled journalists had assembled. During Media Days, Finebaum broadcasts his show live from Radio Row, a hallway where dozens of stations set up for the three-day convention. Football was still six weeks away, but T. J. Moe, a wide receiver for the University of Missouri, which joined the S.E.C. this season, was already excited about life in his new conference: "They say the girls are prettier, the air is fresher, and the toilet paper is thicker."
The South's interest in college football is typically dated to 1926, when Alabama became the first school from the region to play in the Rose Bowl, but it exploded in the early sixties, when Bear Bryant turned the Crimson Tide into the country's dominant team. At the time, the closest N.F.L. franchise was five hundred miles away, in St. Louis, and many in Alabama attached their identity to Bryant's teams instead. "If you turned on the television, the only images you saw of Alabama were Bull Connor and the fire hoses of Birmingham," Cecil Hurt said. "Or there was Alabama football winning the national championship." Alabama still has no teams in any of the four major professional sports, and a recent satire of the state's fervor for football Saturdays described it in terms of the South's other chief devotion: "Saban is Jesus. Bear is God. Finebaum is the Holy Spirit."
I first met the Holy Spirit at a California Pizza Kitchen across the street from the Wynfrey, which he was avoiding. "Once you see it, you'll understand why I don't really want to be there," he told me. Finebaum's outsized reputation has made it all but impossible to blend in—at C.P.K., the waiter greeted him by name—and, as we walked into the Wynfrey, I felt as if I had entered a middle-school cafeteria with Justin Bieber. Finebaum did not feel like a pop star. "It's like being in a zoo," he said, looking left, then right, through one of his several pairs of designer glasses. "I'm the zebra." An S.E.C. employee in a bow tie and a brunette in a pink sundress stopped to take photographs, as did a number of Finebaum's radio colleagues, for whom he is something of an icon. He was asked to appear on stations in Montgomery, Tuscaloosa, Charlotte, and Memphis, among others, and turned down an editor from Southern Living who was hoping to tape a segment on tailgating.
"Look around," Chris Vernon said to me, surveying Radio Row. "How many of these shows really matter? All of the coaches make a beeline to Paul." Many are seeking mercy: the introduction to Finebaum's show calls it a place "where legends are made, and most coaches fired," and his office is decorated with a painting of himself as Indiana Jones, surrounded by half a dozen S.E.C. coaches. His whip is raised, and their faces look pained. ("No ego involved in this room," he told me, dryly.) The first time Vernon heard Finebaum, ten years ago, he was talking about a scandal at Alabama. At the time, a former head coach, Bill Curry, was offering his thoughts on the matter to the media. "I listened for about five minutes, and Paul is droning on, and I'm, like, What is the big deal?" Vernon told me. "But then, and I'll never forget this, Paul just goes"—Vernon dropped his volume and his cadence—" 'I don't want it to sound like I'm piling on Bill Curry, but everybody knows he's a scumbag with no credibility.' I just about drove off the road. Bill Curry! The coach at Alabama! He's probably listening to the show right now. And Paul just says that matter-of-fact and goes to the break, and I was, like, No wonder."
Finebaum's dealings with Nick Saban have been more congenial—two national championships in three seasons help to temper criticism—and during Media Days he was the only radio host invited to an 8 A.M. backroom briefing with Saban, the highest-paid coach in college football. With Joe Paterno's downfall, he is also the only active coach with an on-campus statue, which his wife had redesigned multiple times. Finebaum has generally lavished Saban with praise, but he was hardly subtle in comparing the influence that Saban exerts at Alabama to the power dynamics that fostered a culture of silence at Penn State. "Can you think of any school around here where the football program has too much power?" Finebaum asked on the air. "Nope. None come to mind."
Anticipating Saban's arrival, the Wynfrey set up a series of ropes in the lobby to corral Alabama fans, who began showing up before 7 A.M. One of them held a framed oil painting of Saban and Finebaum riding in a convertible. "I tried to avoid all that," Finebaum said, after taking a side entrance into the hotel. He shook hands with Saban as they stepped into a low-lit room, where Saban sat in a plush chair facing a semicircle of national reporters taking notes. The meeting had the aura of a papal visit, but I looked up from my own notebook to see Finebaum at the back of the room, checking his phone and chatting with a member of Saban's staff, who said that the coach would be happy to appear on the show anytime. When a furnace in a closet made a loud noise, Finebaum went to investigate. "I really didn't listen," he said afterward.
Finebaum grew up with a mouth for radio—"I can still remember the taste of orange Dial soap"—but little interest in football. He preferred baseball, and rooted for the Yankees, like his father, who moved the family from New York to Memphis in the fifties. (Finebaum's callers occasionally refer to him as a "carpetbagging son of a pissant.") The family was into politics, and Finebaum remembers canvassing for Democrats in Tennessee just as the state's affiliation turned. "My parents handed out bumper stickers for Al Gore, Sr., when he lost for the Senate," he said. "Everyone was losing. All I remember is going: Loser, loser, loser."
At the University of Tennessee, Finebaum majored in political science and began covering student government for the campus newspaper. "I think he woke up with a serious look on his face," Gene Wojciechowski, a fellow-undergrad who now covers college football for ESPN, told me. Eventually, Finebaum grew tired of newswriting—he has unsuccessfully started several novels, including a murder mystery involving Bear Bryant—and migrated to sports. "I became this bizarre maudlin mood writer," he says. "I read the end of 'A Farewell to Arms,' and there's this scene where the guy's wife dies. I think the line is: 'Outside we could hear the rain.' I used that at the beginning of a story: 'Tennessee lost to Alabama for the eleventh straight year. Outside we could hear the rain.' "
He also developed a confrontational bent, unusual at a school like Tennessee, which was a charter member of the S.E.C. "Everything revolved around the football team," Wojciechowski said. "When you were the sports editor, it was understood that you're basically a cheerleader—the only thing missing was the pompoms." He said that Finebaum, who was banned from travelling with the men's basketball team after writing a column in the form of a team obituary, "burned the pompoms."
In 1979, Finebaum went to Alabama to work at the Birmingham Post-Herald, where he stood out both for his appearance—long hair, beard, and John Lennon glasses, enough to make him, in Alabama, "a Cal-Berkeley radical hippie," as one friend put it—and for his reporting on the Crimson Tide. "Paul was critical of Bear at a time when anything other than hagiography people took personally," Cecil Hurt says. Bryant was in his final years at Alabama, and after he lost a recruiting battle for Bo Jackson, who grew up an Alabama fan but chose to play for Auburn, Finebaum suggested that the coach had lost a step. "I wasn't a Bryant hater—I just wasn't perceived as a houseboy," he says.
Finebaum's reporting rankled many fans, but executives at WERC, a local talk station, thought his contrarian style might work well on the radio. His first show, "Fussing with Finebaum," premièred in 1984, just as Alabama was suffering through its first losing season in twenty-seven years. He was relentless in his criticism of Ray Perkins, Bryant's replacement, and Sports Illustrated published a staged photograph of Finebaum being led out of Bryant-Denny Stadium in handcuffs. When the season ended, Perkins had a representative suggest to WERC that it could either retain the rights to Alabama football or continue to air Finebaum's show. The station chose football.
Finebaum bounced around the dial—at one point, he was on after Rush Limbaugh—until 2007, when he landed at WJOX, where he has anchored the afternoon drive-time slot ever since. The WJOX studio is in a bleak building south of Birmingham, with multiple televisions tuned to the ESPN family of networks and several computer monitors that allow Finebaum to choose among the callers waiting on eight phone lines. Finebaum devotes more time to callers than most radio hosts, and he has been repaid with devotion. The record for time spent on hold is three hours. "The genius of Paul is that he understood that the Southeastern Conference was not a bunch of barefoot hicks with accents but a growing, powerful industry," Wojciechowski said. This summer, a surgeon called while preparing to remove a patient's gallbladder—he had thoughts about the Penn State scandal. Once, a regular named Smokey went through three cell-phone batteries trying to call from the hospital:
"Smokey, are you telling me that you're listening to the show while you're having a heart attack?"
"Yes, sir, I am. That's stupid, I know. . . . They told me I got to hang up the phone, Paul."
"Before you hang up . . . you're in the E.R., getting an EKG, but you're calling us?"
"Because I love you, Paul."
"And you're pretty sure you had a heart attack?"
"I've already had five bypasses and two stents. I know I've had a heart attack."
"But you wanted to call us while this is going on?"
"It's kind of a death wish."
Boisterous radio callers are hardly a new phenomenon—twenty-two years ago, Sports Illustrated featured Finebaum's show in an article about the lack of civility on sports talk radio—but Finebaum's have developed a particular reputation for volume, crudeness, and blind loyalty to their teams of choice. ("I'm an Auburn fan first and foremost, but I'm also a logical man," one declared recently.) Some call multiple times a day. Some write out scripts. They have names like Moondog and Legend and Charles Allen Head, who calls nearly every week to deliver an original, football-themed poem. "It's almost like the 'Cabinet of Dr. Caligari' of sports talk radio, with all this weird expressionistic stuff," Clay Travis, the Nashville radio host, said, before reconsidering the simile and suggesting that it might be more like a Pixar movie—different listeners can laugh at, and with, the same caller. "The kids might not get the jokes that the adults get, but everybody thinks the movie is great." Finebaum prefers to think of the show as a soap opera, on which he is the lead writer, conversing intelligently with his more lucid callers while also pushing the plot to the edges of sensibility. "I'll let him know when somebody's drunk," Daniel Entrekin, his call screener, told me in the studio one day. "I'll put 'Rural' in there to let him know if somebody's a complete hick. 'Dumb,' if somebody sounds dumb." Some callers, like Glen from Forest, Louisiana, are capable of earning all three adjectives.
"They played like a bunch of queer little boys," Glen said, after a loss by Louisiana State.
"What is your sexual preference, anyway, Glen?" Finebaum asked.
"Hot women."
"Who's the governor of Louisiana?"
"Bobby Jindal."
"Did you vote for him?"
"You couldn't vote for David Duke."
"I would have, though. Anybody but Obama."
"Why don't you like President Obama?"
"Because I just don't—man, this ain't got nothing to do with L.S.U. football, Paul. That's what I called for!"
"What are you drinking?"
"Busch Light—you know, man beer."
"Is your wife an L.S.U. fan?"
"Aw, hell yeah. I'd divorce her if she wadn't."
The conversation ended with Glen's declaration that he had celebrated L.S.U.'s upset of top-ranked Alabama last year by drinking thirty beers. Finebaum must regularly boot callers like Glen for violating F.C.C. rules on vulgarity, and he occasionally holds on-air trials for those who cross the show's loose lines of good behavior. Bobby from Homewood, the Auburn fan who cursed the Alabama fan with lung cancer, is the only person to have been permanently banned.
The intrastate rivalry between those two universities, which meet annually over Thanksgiving weekend, in the Iron Bowl—Alabama won this year's game, 49–0—is generally regarded as the most intense in American sports, and provides Finebaum's show with much of its narrative momentum. "It's frickin' war," Legend, an Alabama fan, said before one recent Iron Bowl. "I ain't got no love for them West Georgia coon-dog buzzard, inbred toenail lickers." (Auburn is near the Georgia border.) During Media Days, Legend, who became known on the show for his claim that he served time in prison for murder, had walked into the Wynfrey wearing an Alabama golf shirt, khakis, and sandals with socks. His appearance was not planned—like many of Finebaum's callers, he has become a B-list celebrity in the state, and had passed through security by declaring that he was "Legend from the Finebaum show"—but Finebaum handed Legend a microphone and sat back as he began yelling at a guest who dared to criticize the Crimson Tide. Early last year, the Auburn-Alabama rivalry experienced a brief suspension of hostility when tornadoes killed hundreds of people in the state, fifty-three of them near Alabama's campus, in Tuscaloosa. The ceasefire was brief. "People said, 'The rivalry's not going to be the same. There are more important things,' " Finebaum told me. "Then one day it just ended. I think Legend called Auburn a bunch of bitches, and everybody said, 'Good, it's over. We can go back to doing what we do best.' "
The most notorious caller in the show's history is Al from Dadeville, an Alabama fan who began a call in January, 2011, by repeating a rumor that in 1983 Auburn fans celebrated Bear Bryant's death by dressing two thirty-foot-tall oak trees with rolls of toilet paper. The trees tower over Toomer's Corner, an intersection near Auburn's campus, and "rolling Toomer's Corner" is a revered Auburn tradition. Upset that someone had placed an Auburn jersey on Bryant's statue, in Tuscaloosa, after the 2010 Iron Bowl, Al said that he had driven thirty miles to Auburn, bought a bag of herbicide, and dumped it into the soil around the Toomer's trees.
"Did they die?" Finebaum asked.
"They're not dead yet, but they definitely will die."
"Is that against the law, to poison a tree?"
"You think I care?" Al said. "I really don't. Roll damn Tide."
Finebaum and his staff initially gave the claim little credence. "We have that type of call a lot," Pat Smith, Finebaum's producer, said. "The person who seems like reality just isn't in their life, that it's all about their team." They grew more concerned when a former staff member in Senator Richard Shelby's office called to say that the incident was being investigated by the Department of Homeland Security, since Toomer's Corner sits above a large water table. Auburn announced that the amount of herbicide found in the soil was five hundred times the amount necessary to kill the trees.
The next morning, Harvey Updyke—Dadeville resident, middle name Almorn—was arrested. Details quickly emerged about Updyke, who, like many Alabama fans, did not attend the university. He had named his two oldest children Bear Bryant and Crimson Tyde, and planned to name his third Ally Bama until his wife thought better of it. He owned forty different Alabama hats, and the front of his favorite shirt showed the cartoon figure Calvin urinating on the Auburn logo. On the back, it read, "If you see me in a turban & sandals, A.U. is playing Iraq." He had worked as a highway patrolman, and told Finebaum's call screener that he once asked another officer to take credit for a shooting because doing the required paperwork would force him to miss the kickoff of an Alabama game.
Updyke was charged with four felonies—two for each tree—and two misdemeanors, for desecrating venerated objects. He pleaded not guilty by reason of mental disease or defect. (The trial is pending, as Updyke undergoes psychological evaluation.) "I'm fond of Harvey," Finebaum told me. "He is, in one respect, a big part of our listenership. There's an element of Alabama fans that wants to act like he has nothing to do with them. But a lot of Alabama fans like what he did." Potential jurors were asked if they would "make a decision based upon the defendant being a University of Alabama sports fan." None said yes, but nearly half admitted to previously rolling Toomer's Corner. One of Finebaum's callers said that Tom Robinson's trial in "To Kill a Mockingbird" had been fairer than any that Updyke was likely to receive in Auburn. Finebaum has been told that he will be the prosecution's first witness.
To many, the crime seemed to exemplify the dark side of the state's college-football obsession. "Put it this way," Dallas Downs, the soundboard producer and an Auburn fan, told me. "I'm not surprised somebody did it." Before his arrest, Updyke had planned his afternoons around Finebaum's show, and he continued to call in during the legal process. During one call, he offered the story of Tommy Lewis, an Alabama football player who once jumped from the sidelines to tackle an opponent. "They asked him later, 'Tommy, why'd you do it?' And he said, 'I just had too much Bama in me,' " Updyke said, before turning to himself. "All my life, people tell me I care too much about Alabama. Yes, sir, I'm full of Bama." He asked Finebaum for a final word. "It's probably gonna make some people mad, but I gotta do it, Paul," Updyke said. "Roll damn Tide."
The fall's first assembly of Finebaum and his listeners took place over Labor Day weekend, in Dallas, where Alabama played the University of Michigan. "We've been talking about this game for eight months—it's like there's no more oxygen," Finebaum said. Harvey Updyke had not made the trip—a judge had banned him from leaving Louisiana, where he had moved—but it was clear which team had driven the resale value of tickets to as much as two thousand dollars: the side of Cowboys Stadium reserved for Michigan fans was dotted with crimson.
Finebaum does not especially enjoy going to football games. "These people are in no hurry—this is their life," he said. "I want to get to the game as late as possible and leave as early as possible." He has had close calls with angry fans, and was heckled outside the stadium with cries of "Pawwwl!" (My mind drifted to the times Justin Bieber has almost been trampled by his fans.) "We might as well be in Tuscaloosa," Finebaum said, after making his way onto the field, where he was asked to pose for photographs with the director of the university's marching band, several cheerleaders, and a woman in heels and a tight-fitting dress, to which she had attached a button with a picture of an Alabama football player and the words "My Boyfriend Is No. 5."
Several Michigan fans also recognized Finebaum; such acknowledgment is a more recent development. In 2010, SiriusXM began syndicating Finebaum's show on its national college-football channel. Soon, Jimmy in Chicago, Andy in Ohio, and Joe in Brooklyn started calling. (Dale in New Jersey turned out to be Yogi Berra's son.) Some of the newcomers expressed confusion, while others jumped into the fray: Frank in Michigan called almost every day to argue that the Big Ten, Michigan's conference, was superior to the S.E.C. "This was totally a Southeastern show, and now you've got Ohio State fans yelling at Alabama fans and Penn State fans yelling at Auburn fans," Steve Cohen, the head of sports programming for SiriusXM, told me. "We've created a little bit of a civil war in college sports."
By the end of the first quarter, with Alabama leading, 21–0, the war was over. Alabama fans chanted "S.E.C.!," a cry of solidarity and supremacy. "If you're not an Alabama fan, Monday's show is going to be unbearable," Finebaum said, steeling himself for four hours of crowing. (Frank in Michigan did not call.) Bored with the game, Finebaum decided to wander the stadium's club level, where he ran into Alabama's governor, Robert Bentley. "Has Paul told you how he won me the election?" he asked me. Bentley, a doctor in Tuscaloosa, had been polling in single digits before he came on Finebaum's show to share stories about Bear Bryant, a former patient.
Finebaum's growing audience and reputation have attracted a number of politicians looking for the football vote. John McCain appeared in 2008, and Mitt Romney called in before this year's Alabama primary. "Someone must have lost a screw to allow you to come on this program," Finebaum told Romney, who made news with his answer to a question about which team he hoped Peyton Manning would join. ("The owner of the Miami Dolphins and the New York Jets—both owners—are friends of mine.") Finebaum had told the campaign to prep Romney to talk sports, but Romney, he said, "didn't have a clue who Nick Saban was." You don't win Alabama without knowing Jesus, and Romney finished third.
By Election Day, the Crimson Tide seemed on the path to a third national title in four years, having won its first nine games by an average of twenty-nine points. The discussion on Finebaum's show shifted from whether this was the greatest team in school history to which struggling N.F.L. squad the Tide might be capable of beating. ("Looks like five or six years before Alabama loses another one," a caller opined.) Then, in mid-November, the unthinkable happened: "Due to unforeseen circumstances, the Finebaum show has been canceled indefinitely," Finebaum wrote on Twitter. The cancellation was in jest, but the unforeseen circumstances were real: led by a quarterback nicknamed Johnny Football, Texas A. & M. had knocked off Alabama, turning Finebaum's show into a statewide therapy session. Charles Allen Head, the resident poet, was too despondent to smooth out his rhymes—"Even Hurricane Katrina did not change our mood / as much as watching Alabama's Crimson Tide lose"—and another caller, looking for answers, suggested, "God is judging us for the election of Barack Obama."
Governor Bentley publicly questioned Nick Saban's play-calling. Finebaum replayed Bentley's comments several times, and it seemed to say something about the state's priorities that the Governor had chosen to involve himself in on-field decisions. "Have we heard from Governor Bentley today?" Finebaum said later in the week. "Is he still in office? I hear Nick Saban has contacted school attorneys and is looking through the state constitution to see what might be done."
It took all of a week for the Finebaum universe to right itself. Alabama won its next game by forty-nine points, and both Oregon and Kansas State lost; by winning the S.E.C. championship game against Georgia, Alabama would have a chance to extend the conference's national-title streak in January. Finebaum's callers, who had insisted that a title game without at least one S.E.C. team would be illegitimate, stepped back from the ledge and returned to bragging. "It was meant to be this way," Darryl, a caller from Georgia, said. "It had to be this way. This is the S.E.C."
The renewed confidence reminded me of the last night of Media Days, in Birmingham, when Legend invited Finebaum to a kickoff party at a brewery, which had distributed flyers advertising Legend as a celebrity guest. As the S.E.C.'s fortunes have risen, so have Finebaum's: his contract with WJOX ends in January, and his next move is the subject of considerable speculation. Earlier this year, a competing station in Birmingham began running ads intimating that Finebaum might move up the dial, as if he were a top quarterback considering a transfer. He has had talks with ESPN and CBS, about joining their national radio networks, and with SiriusXM, about moving permanently to satellite.
Legend said that he, too, would like to reach bigger markets—he now has his own Internet show—but insists that any serious sports program should remain steeped in Alabama football. "Red Sox-Yankees, that's like kindergarten," he told me at the brewery, before grabbing the microphone to offer a toast. "That is the voice of college football in the South right there, and soon to be the nation," he told the crowd, pointing at Finebaum. "The South owns college football anyway, so if you the king of the South, then you the king. One state at a time." ♦


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Over $2.9M in Recovery Act funds for water projects in CNMI
HONOLULU, HI, Aug. 14, 2009 -- The U.S. EPA has awarded $2,930,700 to the Commonwealth of the Northern Mariana Islands (CNMI) under the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act of 2009...
HONOLULU, HI, Aug. 14, 2009 -- In a move that stands to create jobs, boost local economies, improve aging water and wastewater infrastructure and protect human health and the environment, the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) has awarded $2,930,700 to the Commonwealth of the Northern Mariana Islands (CNMI). This new infusion of money provided by the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act of 2009 will help the state and local governments finance many of the overdue improvements to water projects that are essential to protecting public health and the environment across the state.
"This remarkable opportunity to provide much-needed support for sustainable water and energy-efficient drinking water and wastewater systems throughout the U.S. is unprecedented," said Laura Yoshii, acting Regional Administrator for the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency in the Pacific Southwest. "This funding will allow CNMI to address its highest water infrastructure priorities, protect human health and surface water quality, address climate change, and create critical green jobs as a foundation for a sustainable future."
CNMI will receive $1,101,700 for its wastewater construction program for the Sadog Tasi Wastewater Treatment Plant to enhance the management of wastewater, significantly reducing energy usage and operation and maintenance costs. CNMI also will receive $1,829,000 to improve its drinking water system.
An unprecedented $6 billion dollars will be awarded to fund water and wastewater infrastructure projects across the country under the Recovery Act in the form of low-interest loans, principal forgiveness and grants. At least 20% of the funds provided under the Recovery Act are to be used for green infrastructure, water and energy efficiency improvements and other environmentally innovative projects.
President Obama signed the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act of 2009 on February 17, 2009, and has directed that the Recovery Act be implemented with unprecedented transparency and accountability. To that end, the American people can see how every dollar is being invested at Recovery.gov.
Information on EPA's implementation of the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act of 2009 visit http://www.epa.gov/recovery


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2016-17 started a new era in Athens as Panathinaikos took the floor without legendary point guard Dimitris Diamantidis for the first time in a dozen seasons. It would prove to be a rocky start to the season as Mike James was sidelined by injury in the preseason, Argyris Pedoulakis resigned before the second EuroLeague game and later James Gist was lost for four months starting in November. However Xavi Pascual took over on the sidelines and righted the ship. After a four-game December winning streak, which included a victory over eventual champion Fenerbahce Istanbul, the Greens had climbed into a tie for second place at 9-5. Panathinaikos dropped its next four road games to slip back to seventh place with an 11-9 mark, but no team finished the season hotter. Panathinaikos won eight of its last 10 games to place fourth in the league with a 19-11 record; Gist returned during the run to form a mighty frontline duo with Chris Singleton, who was named Turkish Airlines EuroLeague MVP for March. Sadly for Panathinaikos, its momentum came to an immediate end when it faced Fenerbahce in the playoffs. Panathinaikos led by 16 in the second half of Game 1 before Fenerbahce took control with an 8-40 run and never looked back in sweeping the series and putting a cruel end to a promising Panathinaikos campaign.
A giant not only in Greek sports, but also in continental basketball, Panathinaikos first took charge of the local hoops scene with 12 domestic titles over a 17-year stretch between 1967 and 1984. After a dry period, Panathinaikos bounced back to become a top team in Europe. In 1996, Panagiotis Giannakis, Dominique Wilkins and Fragiskos Alvertis came together and secured the first EuroLeague title by a Greek team. A few years later, the club started a new streak of league crowns at home. In 2000, led by head coach Zeljko Obradovic, Panathinaikos lifted its second EuroLeague trophy in Thessaloniki with a win over Maccabi Tel Aviv, and the Greens won it all again in 2002 by upsetting Virtus in Bologna. It all clicked for Panathinaikos again in the 2006-07 campaign. That would prove to be one for the history books as Panathinaikos knocked off defending champion CSKA in the 2007 EuroLeague championship game – an instant classic played in Athens. Two years later the Greens put their name on the title again with Vassilis Spanoulis earning Final Four MVP honors in Berlin in one of the most exciting finals in basketball history. In 2010-11, EuroLeague MVP and Final Four MVP Dimitris Diamantidis shined as the Greens turned away defending champ Regal FC Barcelona in the playoffs and then downed Maccabi Electra in Barcelona for its sixth EuroLeague crown. During 2011-12 season, Panathinaikos lost a tough EuroLeague semifinal and saw its streak of nine straight Greek League championships come to an end. That season also marked the end of the Coach Obradovic era. Panathinaikos was one win away from returning to the Final Four in 2013 and 2014, but stayed strong in Greece with back-to-back league and cup doubles. In the 2014-15 season, Panathinaikos won the Greek Cup, made it to the Greek League finals and reached the EuroLeague playoffs for the fifth consecutive season before losing to CSKA Moscow in four games. The Greens returned to the EuroLeague playoffs in 2016 and lifted the Greek Cup trophy for the fifth consecutive season, however archrival Olympiacos prevailed in the Greek League finals. Last season, Panathinaikos was ousted by eventual champion Fenerbahce Istanbul in the EuroLeague playoffs, but shook it off and finished the season in style with another Greek League and Cup double.


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Biographies of Catholic SaintsSaints are men and women who live their life as followers of Christ in their ordinary life and a source of wisdom for those who would like to be faithful to the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ. May their examples inspired us to live the way of life Jesus has taught us
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St. Martin I, Pope and Martyr
St. Martin I was born at Todi on the Tiber, son of Fabricius; elected Pope at Rome, 21 July, 649, to succeed Pope Theodore I.
Martin, one of the noblest figures in a long line of Roman pontiffs. He was the last Pope to be martyred. His pontificate was besieged by the popular then Monothelite heresy supported by the Emperor Constans II and Patriarch of Constantinople. Monothelite heresy is a belief that Jesus has only Divine will and on the process denying the human will.
After three months from his election as Pope, he convened the Council on lateran attended by one hundred and five bishops. Five sessions were held on 5, 8, 17, 119 and 31 Oct., 649. The "Ecthesis" of Heraclius and the "Typus" of Constans II were rejected; nominal excommunication was passed against Sergius, Pyrrus, and Paul of Constantinople, Cyrus of Alexandria and Theodore of Phran in Arabia; twenty canons were enacted defining the Catholic doctrine on the two wills of Christ. The decrees signed by the pope and the assembled bishops were sent to the other bishops and the faithful of the world together with an encyclical of Martin. The Acts with a Greek translation were also sent to the Emperor Constans II.
The pope appointed John, Bishop of Philadelphia, as his vicar in the East with necessary instructions and full authority . Bishop Paul of Thessalonica refused to recall his heretical letters previously sent to Rome and added others,—he was, therefore, formally excommunicated and deposed. The Patriarch of Constantinople, Paul, had urged the emperor to use drastic means to force the pope and the Western Bishops at least to subscribe to the "Typus". The emperor sent Olympius as governor to Italy, where he arrived while the council was still in session. Olympius tried to create a faction among the fathers to favor the views of the emperor, but without success. Then upon pretense of reconciliation he wished to receive Holy Communion from the hands of the pontiff with the intention of slaying him. But Divine Providence protected the pope, and Olympius left Rome to fight against the Saracens in Sicily and died there. Constans II thwarted in his plans, sent as governor Theodore Calliopas with orders to bring Martin to Constantinople. Calliopas arrived in Rome, 15 June, 653, and, entering the Lateran Basilica two days later, informed the clergy that Martin had been deposed as an unworthy intruder, that he must be brought to Constantinople and that another was to be chosen in his place. The pope, wishing to avoid the shedding of human blood, forbade resistance and declared himself willing to be brought before the emperor. The saintly prisoner, accompanied by only a few attendants, and suffering much from bodily ailments and privations, arrived at Constantinople on 17 Sept., 653 or 654, having landed nowhere except the island of Naxos. The letters of the pope seem to indicate he was kept at Naxos for a year.It was considered the annum fecimus an interpolation and would allow only a very short stop at Naxos, which granted the pope an opportunity to enjoy a bath.
From Abydos, messengers were sent to the imperial city to announce the arrival of the prisoner who was branded as a heretic and rebel, an enemy of God and of the State. Upon his arrival in Constantinople Martin I was left for several hours on deck exposed to the jests and insults of a curious crowd of spectators. Towards evening he was brought to a prison called Prandearia and kept in close and cruel confinement for ninety-three days, suffering from hunger, cold and thirst. All this did not break his energy and on 19 December he was brought before the assembled senate where the imperial treasurer acted as judge. Various political charges were made, but the true and only charge was the pope's refusal to sign the "Typus". He was then carried to an open space in full view of the emperor and of a large crowd of people. These were asked to pass excommunication upon the pope to which but few responded. Numberless indignities were heaped upon him, he was stripped of nearly all his clothing, loaded with chains, dragged through the streets of the city and then again thrown into the prison of Diomede, where he remained for eighty five days. Perhaps influenced by the death of Paul, Patriarch of Constantinople, Constans did not sentence the pope to death, but to exile. He was put on board a ship, 26 March, 654 (655) and arrived at his destination on 15 May. Cherson was at the time suffering from a great famine. The venerable pontiff here passed the remaining days 0f his life. He was buried in the church of Our Lady, called Blachernæ, near Cherson, and many miracles are related as wrought by St Martin in life and after death. The greater part of his relics are said to have been transferred to Rome, where they repose in the church of San Martino ai Monti. Of his letters seventeen are extant.
The Greeks honor him on 13 April and 15 September, the Muscovites on 14 April. In the hymns of the Office the Greeks style him infallibilis fidei magister because he was the successor of St. Peter in the See of Rome.


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A preliminary accord has been involving the construction of an overland pipeline to carry natural gas from the Egyptian gas terminal in El-Arish on the Mediterranean coast, across the Sinai Desert to the Jordanian town of Aqaba on the Red Sea, reported a representative of the Egyptian oil ministry.
The accord was signed in Cairo on Tuesday, May 29, by Egyptian Oil Minister Sameh Fahmy and Jordan's Energy Minister Wael Sabri.
The El-Arish-Aqaba pipeline will constitute the first stage in a $1 billion project involving Egypt, Lebanon, Jordan and Syria to export Egyptian natural gas to markets in the Middle East and Europe through two pipelines.
Speaking to Dow Jones Newswires, Hamdi Abdelaziz of the Egyptian oil ministry said that Egypt-based Middle East Gas Company and a number of other undisclosed firms would build the El-Arish-Aqaba pipeline within the coming 18 months.
Abdelaziz noted that the original plan had been to build an underground pipeline from El-Arish to the northern Lebanese town of Tripoli, but it was discovered that $300 million could be saved if the pipeline was built overland, first to Aqaba, and then to Tripoli via Syria. – (MENA Report)
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If the character of Macon Ravenwood – the spooky, mysterious yet perfectly cultured uncle of the teenage witch Lena Duchannes in the popular young adult novel "Beautiful Creatures" – seems like a a perfectly tailored fit for Jeremy Irons to play in the film adaption – well, it was.
Young adult novelists Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl admit that when they were conjuring up a model for the gentlemanly but dangerous guardian of the heroine of their bestselling Caster Chronicles series, Irons was the erudite man on their minds – never dreaming their tale would be ultimately brought to the big screen with Irons himself in the role. The 64-year-old Academy Award-winning actor reveals that having a part written with him in mind hasn't always been a big selling point, explains his ambivalence about total preparation versus no preparation, and offers sage advice for all those pursuing the life of an actor, Oscar or no Oscar.
When did you discover that you were an inspiration for the character on the page?
I remember somebody telling me at some point, but honestly, I can't remember, whether it was before I signed or after I signed. Hopefully the writers are happy with what I finally produced, whether it was something sort of similar to what they had in mind. I rather hope not, because I'd hate to be thought as being completely expected and conventional. But I have in the past received scripts from people who said, 'I wrote this with you in mind,' and I've absolutely hated it, so it's not something I find particularly attractive to be told.
What struck you about this character that made you want to walk around in his shoes?
I talked a bit to Richard LaGravenese and having read the script, I thought he had a certain sort of wit and charm and enigmatic quality which I liked. I liked some of the scenes he had. I wasn't very clear, and I'm still not very clear about who he is and why he is. I think that's one of the problems with Macon – I think you even find that in the book from what I understand, although I never read the book. I was warned off that by Richard who said, 'You won't find that helpful. We actually have to distill the book into the movie.' And I came on to the movie very late straight off another film, and I just didn't have time actually to read the books. So since he is a man who has power to change a lot about himself and about his environment, it's fairly difficult to pin him down which I think is perhaps how he should be.
Do you enjoy jumping in a bit unprepared?
I used to feel that way, but I'm not sure I now feel like that. I've just done 'Henry IV' for PBS – mind you, that's Shakespeare – and I was completely prepared for that and I found it a great help. But I think there's some dialogue and some situations...I suppose I'd think of it like a tennis play. You hope you're fit. You hope you don't miss the shot. You come up to the court, and you don't know what's going to happen. On 'Margin Call,' I had no preparation for. Even if I wanted to be prepared for that, I couldn't because there wasn't time. I would have liked to have been more prepared for that. So I think now probably the way that I would aim to be is to be completely ready for anything, which demands a certain preparation – and then just throw it all out.
The younger actors on this film often get asked if they've received advice from the more experienced actors. They say no one ever sits down and goes, 'Let me tell you....' But if you had to impart something to the people who are going to make a living as actors, what would you say?
Don't give up.
Is it easy to want to give up?
Yeah. You're always being slapped down. You're always being rejected. You're always being made to feel you can't do it, and the ones who succeed are the ones who don't give up. I was told that by the principal in my theater school. I remember calling him: I was working down at The Old Vic in Bristol, and it was twelve o'clock at night. We were changing one play out from another set was coming in. In those days, I used to get asthma from the dust in the theater. It was an old theater, so I was always wheezing and I wasn't getting any roles on stage. I was doing all the stuff off stage and working very long hours. And I remember calling him and moaning, 'Not sure I can deal with this.' On the other end of the line, he said, 'Soldier on, Jeremy. Soldier on.'
Does that still apply, even after one has won an Oscar?
Yeah, I think so. Oscars are great, but people forget. And really, my career wasn't any different either side of the Oscars. I just kept trying to do what amused me and what interested me and working with people I admired. And that's telling stories that interested me, and that never changed. And you go through periods where everybody wants you, and you go through periods where nobody wants you. It's the nature of it. I suppose by the time you get to my stage of life, it just becomes your way of life. I mean, I've been able to get a pretty broad base. I have theater in New York, and I also have theater in London. I have films in Europe or films in England or films here, television. I can move around a bit if a particular market becomes less interested in me, and it had been for a bit. But it will come back.
What's next?
Nothing's decided. I'm probably going to do another series of 'The Borgias.' I've done sort of two years straight. I've made four films, two series of 'The Borgias' and two documentaries, and I'm sort of feeling now I'd quite like to stop for a little bit.


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Feds expand polygraph screening, often seeking intimate facts
She was one of the brightest students at a leading university when the Central Intelligence Agency offered her a job as a counter-terrorism analyst. But first, the 19-year-old was warned, she had to undergo a polygraph test to determine whether she could be trusted.
Instead of scrutinizing her ability to guard government secrets, polygraphers asked about her reported rape and miscarriage, the woman recalled. Over at least eight hours in three separate sessions, polygraphers repeatedy demanded to know her innermost thoughts, even after she started sobbing in shame.
"At one point, one of the polygraphers said to me, 'Turn on the light inside so I can see,' " said the woman, who asked that her name be withheld. "I was amazed at how creepy and invasive the whole process was."
Last year, more than 73,000 Americans across the country submitted to polygraph tests to get or keep jobs with the federal government, although such screening is mostly banned in the private sector and widely denounced by scientists. Many of the screenings probably aren't as harsh as the CIA applicant described, but polygraphers at a growing number of U.S. agencies are asking employees and applicants questions about their personal lives and private thoughts in the name of protecting the country from spies, terrorists or corrupt law enforcement officers.
The federal government describes polygraph testing as an imperfect but effective way of preventing its secrets from being leaked at a time when almost 5 million people have been approved to access classified information. Many people who undergo polygraph tests describe them as one of the most emotional, terrifying and shameful experiences in their lives. Polygraphers routinely coax people into revealing secrets or experiences they haven't told their friends, relatives or therapists. The polygraphers record the sessions and keep details of the results, sharing them across the government when someone applies to different agencies.
Scientists, however, don't know whether polygraph machines can tell whether someone is lying or even withholding information. Some independent studies have concluded that polygraph testing is no more accurate than a coin toss.
Despite such doubts about the tests, Congress and the courts no longer aggressively scrutinize the usually secretive federal polygraph programs. People who undergo the tests often can't get access to information about their interrogations, and most are barred from filing complaints in federal court.
The National Academies urged federal agencies in 2003 to stop using the tests as a screening technique. The organization, which advises the U.S. government on scientific matters, examined thousands of polygraph studies and concluded that the risk of innocent people failing the test, and spies passing it, was too high.
Since then, 15 agencies – from the National Security Agency to the FBI to the Postal Inspection Service – either have continued or expanded their polygraph screenings, McClatchy found. Many of the agencies now target a growing number of private contractors as well. Only the Department of Energy dramatically scaled back on screening after its own scientists protested.
"The federal government obviously has ignored the scientific consensus," Stephen Fienberg, the chair of the National Academies' polygraph panel, told McClatchy. "What we showed, without equivocation, is that the polygraph machine is too blunt an instrument to be relied on for screening."
The federal government itself hasn't reached a consensus on the best approach, or even the ethical limits, of screening more than 70 years after adopting the practice. McClatchy interviewed dozens of polygraphers, national security experts and people who've been screened and found vast differences in how the tests are conducted.
Six agencies, including the Department of Energy, try to stick to national security questions, such as whether someone has leaked classified information or has inappropriate relationships with foreigners, McClatchy found. These polygraphers are supposed to avoid delving into other personal matters, such as sexual conduct and psychological issues.
Bruce Held, the director of intelligence and counterintelligence for the Department of Energy, said he wanted to avoid relying on draconian security measures that might unintentionally encourage spying by alienating his employees.
"What we're looking for is whether you are a spy, terrorist or saboteur, not whether you have some peccadillo in your life," said Held, a retired CIA officer.
The nine other agencies that still use polygraph screening, however, see it as crucial in rooting out applicants or employees who are hiding crimes or deviant or unstable behavior that should bar them from certain jobs. These agencies delve into personal conduct such as past drug use, sexual perversions, undisclosed crimes and financial problems.
The Naval Criminal Investigative Service once asked only national security questions but recently decided to start asking its special agent applicants more personal questions. David Bogue, the head of the service's polygraph program, said polygraph screening helped the agency root out "potential insider threats" and hire people who were "trustworthy and suitable."
Details about how the U.S. government conducts polygraph screening are rarely discussed publicly, because many polygraphers cite the need to protect national security and many people who've been screened fear being identified. Many federal agencies, including the CIA and FBI, declined to grant McClatchy interviews or respond to basic questions, such as how many people they polygraph.
To prevent abuses in such a secretive culture, inspectors from the government-run National Center for Credibility Assessment routinely scrutinize polygraph programs. William Norris, the director of the center, said inspectors interviewed top officials and reviewed a sampling of test results to ensure that "ethical, professional and technical standards" were being met. Federal polygraphers also receive more than three months of training at the center.
A McClatchy reporter, however, spoke to veteran polygraphers from a wide array of agencies who described how they often rely on their own instincts and experiences to determine the relevance of a topic, comparable to a skillful police interrogation of a criminal suspect. Some polygraphers, for instance, think that asking someone about being raped could be legitimate in certain circumstances. Others disagreed.
"Where is the line? That depends on the polygrapher and the agency," said John Sullivan, a retired CIA polygrapher of more than three decades. "It can be a slippery slope. At a certain point, the government can justify almost anything."
One Defense Intelligence Agency employee accused a polygrapher last year of jumping to the wrong conclusions during her screening because she's a U.S. citizen of Pakistani origin, according to a copy of her complaint. The polygrapher accused her of trying to deceive him when she countered that she was telling him the truth.
The woman, an intelligence officer, previously worked with polygraphers who told her that even truthful people can be seen as having deceptive responses because they second-guess themselves. As a result, she said in the complaint, she concentrated on providing honest responses. However, the polygrapher said he thought she was using what are known as "countermeasures" to prevent him from reading her test results.
The woman no longer works for the Defense Intelligence Agency but she asked not to be named because she still works for the federal government. When she appealed and asked the Defense Intelligence Agency to view the tape, the agency restored her national security clearance.
"Polygraphers aren't trained scientists," said Fienberg, who's a nationally respected statistician. "They haven't a clue what impact an interrogation has on people's likely responses."
One computer systems analyst said she'd failed the National Security Agency's polygraph screening four times because she was seen as deceptive when she was asked about drug use. The 57-year-old said she'd never tried drugs – even in her 20s in the 1970s.
"I've never been a crowd follower," she said. "When everyone else might have been smoking pot, I was playing the oboe."
In the effort to pass, the woman said, she offered up habits such as drinking wine every day and responded to questions about whether cheating had led to her two divorces. It had not. One reason she doesn't want to be named is that she's held a security clearance for more than a decade with Defense Department agencies that didn't ask applicants about past drug use during polygraph screening.
The woman speculates that she may be reacting to the drug question because her adoptive sister is a longtime drug addict with whom she'd had to cut off contact.
"But I have no idea," she said. "Sometimes I feel like I'm not really thinking about anything at all other than the fact that I'm being polygraphed."
Based on a National Academies statistical model, thousands of people screened last year could have been labeled as failing the test when they were telling the truth. Most courts won't accept polygraph results as evidence in criminal cases. Even polygraphers acknowledge that their calls could be wrong at times.
"I would say there are people who may flunk the polygraph test because they're extremely nervous," said Kevin Boyle, a veteran federal polygrapher who's overseen more than 1,600 polygraph tests. "As a polygrapher, you have to be aware that it's never going to be 100 percent accurate."
For many people – even polygraphers who undergo the screening themselves – the technique has undeniable psychological power. Customs and Border Protection applicants have admitted to cooperating with drug cartels. Counterintelligence officials reveal that they've spilled government secrets. One of the more serious criminal confessions is downloading child pornography.
"We have received admissions from people who have had sex with a dog," said Boyle, who's a polygrapher with the Postal Inspection Service. "You would be amazed what people admit to. What the research doesn't show is that it really does work."
U.S. intelligence agencies nonetheless decline to identify spies who've been uncovered during polygraph tests. The CIA is said to have detected spying by at least two employees, including former CIA officer Harold Nicholson, who was convicted in the late 1990s of selling the names of covert officers to Russia.
Others seem to be able to get through the screenings without problems. CIA officer and Soviet spy Aldrich Ames cleared one. Polygraphers then came up with ways to catch people who try to beat the test. Despite their efforts, Bruce Ivins got through an FBI polygraph before being identified as the 2001 anthrax killer.
"Anybody who has been suspended from high school is not going to be intimidated by a polygrapher," said Rob Caruso, a security consultant and cryptographer who was polygraphed.
Caruso, one of the rare applicants who allowed McClatchy to publish his name, said he was amused by his polygraph screening for the Naval Network Warfare Command because he saw it as such a crude way of detecting security risks.
During the test, Caruso said, the polygrapher seemed intent on getting him to confess to something, so he admitted getting caught spray-painting a drainage ditch as a teenager, "to give them something." However, he didn't admit to drug use although he'd experimented when he was younger. He passed.
"They were real squares," Caruso said. "They were asking questions like I'm going to cop to things."
Polygraphers said they weren't trying to be intrusive when they asked about such matters. Many people initially show as reacting to questions even though they may not be lying. They may be thinking of something irrelevant or embarrassing that they don't want to reveal. The polygraph machine, however, measures their blood pressure, sweat activity, respiration and heart rates as possibly indicating deception. To determine what's making them react, polygraphers talk people into telling them what's on their minds.
Boyle said he thought that polygraphers should "lightly probe" sensitive areas such as someone who professed to be the victim of a crime.
"I believe we should leave it up to the applicant to share the information," he said.
Other polygraphers may not be as gentle, he acknowledged. "Everyone's interrogation style is different."
Once the troubling thought or behavior is revealed, the test is redone and many people pass.
Others don't. The CIA applicant who says she was asked in 2005 about her rape recalled being pressed to reveal everything because the test showed that she was hiding something. At one point, she revealed she was bothered by a claim by another polygrapher that the agency hires alcoholics but not homosexuals. The polygrapher leaned in and asked, "Why? Are you a homosexual?" She said she wasn't.
McClatchy was able to confirm the CIA's interest in her reported rape and miscarriage by reviewing her heavily redacted security-clearance records, which were released under open records laws. The records show that she revealed before the polygraph that she'd smoked pot three times to deal with the pain of her miscarriage, records show. She also told them the miscarriage was the result of a rape.
The applicant wonders whether her state of mind at the time made her seem as if she were lying when she had nothing to hide. As the agency itself notes in records McClatchy obtained, the woman had been preliminarily diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder.
Her security-clearance request was rejected because of "personal conduct." McClatchy couldn't determine what the agency was most concerned about because of the redactions in the documents. Like most agencies, the CIA refused to give the applicant a copy of her recorded polygraph screening, citing policy.
The woman offered to sign a privacy waiver allowing the CIA to discuss her case but the agency said it couldn't discuss individual cases. In a general statement about its program, the agency defended its polygraphers as "highly trained . . . among the best in their profession."
Polygraphers who work at several agencies said asking someone about being sexually assaulted or raped could be legitimate in some cases, especially if the person brought up the topic and it seemed to be triggering a deceptive reading.
"A false rape report is a felony," said one polygrapher, who wasn't authorized to speak by name. "Would you want someone who files a false report of a crime to hold a sensitive government position?"
Sullivan agreed that polygraphers have a duty to follow up if someone implies that he or she has leveled any false criminal accusation. However, he said that pursuing details about someone's rape "clearly crosses the line."
"I can't see how you can get anyone who is a victim of a rape to get through a polygraph once the emotional response is triggered," he said. "I would question whether this is something that they really need to know about in the first place."
Tish Wells contributed to this article.


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PORTLAND, Ore. (AP) — One of the early African-American conductors of a major orchestra and National Medal of Arts winner James DePreist has died at age 76.
His manager, Jason Bagdade, says DePreist died at home Friday in Scottsdale, Ariz.
DePreist's wife, Ginette DePreist, told The Oregonian (http://is.gd/unaJkQ ) her husband had been in and out of the hospital since a massive heart attack last March followed by open-heart surgery.
DePreist was director emeritus of The Juilliard School's conducting program in New York. He was the Oregon Symphony's music director from 1980 until 2003, transforming it from a part-time group into a full-time professional ensemble. DePreist also led orchestras in Quebec, Monte Carlo, Tokyo and Malmo, Sweden.
He was the nephew of the celebrated contralto Marian Anderson, who died in 1993.


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But since you can catch the Z pokemon in game right now, it would make no sense to make a Z game.
Damnit I am such an utter newb in this game. I feel like a moron <<
Don't feel like that. This verison made everything less tedious, minus only being able to get Ditto after the end credits roll and you go to pokemon village.
... seriously? No ditto breeding until post game? ><
Damn. While I'm not one to know about the intricacies of IVs and nature's and the like, I do still enjoy breeding. Neber mind. Egg groups it is.
I thought IVs were different to EVs?Am I just proving how little I know? *cough*
Pokemon is much more complex than I thought.
I read it was inside the city? Either way I'm not there yet <<Also I don't think I'll get into competitive. I just like having fun with the games and battling with friendsz ^^;*casual, yes yes*
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Detectives look for leads after trail goes cold
The Louisville police department's cold-case squad works to end the heartache of unsolved slayings.
LOUISVILLE, Ky. -- By the time a stranger found 13-year-old Jean Denise Howe, dead and discarded in an alley, her body was so frozen the coroner had to let it thaw for days.
It was February 1985, an unusually bitter winter.
Someone had picked up a concrete block and, with it, ended the short and harsh life of Jean Denise, an orphan pregnant by a man no one could name.
Her killer bludgeoned her to death with the block, then stabbed her, over and over, in the abdomen..
"Two lives were taken, and nothing's been done about it," said Dorothy Beasley, a relative of the child's foster mother. "It's something that will forever stick with me."
Nearly three decades later, Beasley still thinks of the little girl, dead in that alley — and the person who appears to have gotten away with murder.
Stalled investigations
The hard-worn police file titled "Jean Howe, 1985" occupies 2 feet of a cabinet drawer on the second floor of Louisville Metro Police headquarters, alongside 474 other cases labeled "cold" because there's been no development in at least two years.
The oldest Louisville police cold case is "George Brooks, 1961," and the pile is growing: Homicide detectives have started carting in 21 unsolved killings from 2011.
"The investigation hit a brick wall. That's the reason they ended up here," said Sgt. Donny Burbrink, standing in his office surrounded by dozens of cabinets, stuffed with phone book-thick files of crime-scene photos, police reports and tips that led nowhere. "We have to jump-start them all over again."
Resurrecting cases that bedeviled everyone else in the building is slow going: Burbrink considers four arrests in 12 months a banner year. The cold case squad solved two murders in 2013, and another two in the first month of 2014. They're closing in on a few more, he said.
Across the country, cold-case clearance rates are notoriously low. A 2011 analysis by the nonprofit RAND Center on Quality Policing estimated one in 20 active investigations resulted in an arrest, and just one in 100 resulted in a conviction.
The police department could not estimate how much it costs to run the squad: its budget is taken out of the major crimes line item, with includes active homicides, sexual assaults, robbery, fraud and so on.
Louisville Metro Police Chief Steve Conrad believes his unit — with some of the most seasoned detectives on the force — is worth the comparably low return on investment. He goes to vigils for murdered citizens, and he's noticed a common theme among the relatives of those whose killings have gone unsolved.
"They want to know we're not going to forget and we are going to continue to try. I wish we had the resources to be working on every case, 100 percent of the time," Conrad said. "It's beyond symbolism, it's not lip service. We're truly trying to solve these cases."
Some will eventually be solved by DNA hits; others when witnesses get arrested and decide to start talking to save their own skins.
Occasionally, the detectives get lucky: Last month, 34-year-old David Satterfield called police, out of the blue, to confess that he murdered an 86-year-old woman in a nursing home six years earlier.
Burbrink took over the squad of four detectives last April and acknowledges the system is imperfect. Each detective is assigned six cases, so no more than a couple dozen can be actively investigated at any given time. Many of the other 450 case files, including Jean Howe's, remain in their drawers, unopened for months at a time.
"It becomes overwhelming," he said. "I have a lot of family members who call me — their brother was killed, or their son was killed. It's hard to tell somebody that their case is sitting on the sidelines. But there's no point in getting anybody's hopes up."
Beasley believes it's not too late to solve Jean Howe's murder.
"I want somebody to pay for it," she said. "I don't think somebody should get away with doing something so wrong."
'She needed somebody to love her'
Jean was a tiny girl with sad, old eyes, Beasley said. Nobody knew exactly where she'd come from — in 1973, when she was 2 years old, employees at a liquor store heard wailing in the attic. The owner went upstairs and found the child, alone and abandoned.
No one knew how long she'd been there — but it was long enough that the grate she was lying on had seared permanent scars across her back, Beasley said.
The store owner took her in and raised her for five years. But the woman was diagnosed with terminal cancer and begged her childless neighbors — Beasley's cousin and her husband — to adopt her.
Lillie Mae Howe was already 61 years old. Her husband, Charlie, was 86 when they adopted the 7-year-old girl.
Lillie Mae Howe meant well, Beasley said. But she was too old to understand the struggles of a forsaken child. Jean ran away and sometimes stayed gone a day or two before police tracked her down. She confided in Beasley, calling her Aunt Dot.
But Jean never told her about the man she'd started seeing when she was 13 years old.
After Jean was killed, one of her classmates told Beasley that Jean had met a married man at a park.
"She needed somebody to love her," Beasley said. "And I just think he showed her the affection she hadn't gotten from anybody else in her life."
Jean told Howe she was pregnant in December 1983. She was in the seventh grade.
Beasley said her cousin was devastated, and the Howes considered kicking the child out of their home. But Jean promised she'd finish school at the Teenage Parent Program, raise her child and make them proud. They let her stay.
On the morning of Jan. 28, 1985, Lillie Mae Howe watched from the window as Jean left for school, wearing her red and black wool coat. She walked to the bus stop, but as the bus pulled up, she sprinted around the corner.
At first, the Howes believed Jean had run away again. But the phone started ringing: A man told them Jean was fine but couldn't talk, the family told The Courier-Journal in a 1985 story. In another call, he gave an address that didn't exist. He phoned again to say he'd bring the girl home at 4 p.m. the next day.
He never showed. She didn't either.
A week passed. Then another.
On Feb. 9, a man walking through the alley just around the corner from Jean's home saw a hand poking out from under a discarded door, among a pile of trash behind a garage. A concrete block lay broken and bloody nearby. Jean Howe lay frozen, still wearing the wool coat.
Police determined she had been killed the day she disappeared and had been there, just around the corner, all along.
An autopsy determined she died of blunt-force trauma, and then her killer plunged a knife deep into her pregnant belly.
The only motive police could find was the 6-month-old fetus that died inside her, according to newspaper archives. The coroner held an inquest before a six-person jury, but detectives testified they could not determine the father. They had no suspects.
The jury unanimously concluded that the girl was "murdered at the hand of an as-yet-unknown assailant."
Burbrink said a person of interest is named in the file. He could not say whether it was the unborn child's father, or if that has even been determined. But last year, evidence — he would not say what sort — from the Jean Howe file was sent to the Kentucky State Police crime lab for DNA testing.
Cold-case investigations go to the back of the line, behind active cases with hot leads and pressing deadlines, and sometimes results take 18 months or more.
So in the meantime, Burbrink's team has put the case file back in its cabinet while members work on other files.


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COFFEY from St Marylebone, England
looking for some further information on my ancestor Michael Coffey.
I think he was born circa 1820 but possibly earlier.
He married Hariet EMERTON 15 Sep 1834 at St Marylebone, witnesses were Ann Emerton and Wm Coffey.
Her details are Harriet Emerton
Birth 5 Mar 1814 in Lambeth
Death Mar 1867 in Sussex, United Kingdom
I think they had 2 daughters that I know of
Catherine Ann Coffey
Birth 22 Jul 1835 in England
Elizabeth Coffey
Birth 10 Nov 1838 in St Marylebone, London, England
Death 9 Aug 1923 in Grafton, New South Wales, Australia (Elizabeth Klotz)
I am a descendent of Elizabeth, I think she came to Australia on the Blenheim in 1855.
Any further information about Michael or his parents would be greatly appreciated.
Weir of Northern Ireland
Hi am looking for more information on my ancestors the Weir's who immigrated to Australia from Ireland in 1864 or 1866.
They were
Joseph Weir
Birth 21 January 1836 in Belfast, Ireland
Death 01 July 1904 in Maclean, New South Wales, Australia
He married
Annie Davison
Birth 1840 in Ballymena, County Antrim, Ireland
Death 14 February 1901 in Broadwater Creek Lawrence
The marriage was 19 Mar 1864, St. Matthews Church of Ireland, Shankill, Belfast.
Looking for information about their immediate family and in particular their parents, the only information I have is I believe Annie's father's names was Thomas and Joseph's fathers name was William.
Any further information on their families would be greatly appreciated.
PEARSON from Casino area in NSW
looking for information regarding Caroline Mary Pearson b 17 Dec 1877 and her brother Saumel Charles Pearson b 6th October 1881, both were born in Tunbridge Wells, Kent, England. They immigrated with their family to Australia and eventually settled in the Casino area. Samuel was a soldier in WW1 but not sure what happened after that.
They are the children of
William Pearson
Birth 2 Mar 1848 in Tudely, Kent, England
Death 18 Jun 1930 in Casino, New South Wales, Australia
Ann Pearson (nee Hodge)
Birth 27 Jul 1854 in Tunbridge, Kent, England
Death 05/09/1941
there were 14 children in the family.
I am a descendant of their sister
Eliza Ann Pearson
Birth 20 June 1879 in Grafton, New South Wales
Death 02 June 1961
Any information would be greatly appreciated.
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