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Chapter One: How to Measure Grief
The first person to hold Ruby was the last person to let her go.
That was her mother, Kitty. I watched her kiss Ruby gently on the forehead while she was still connected to that big, noisy machine, though I already felt that Ruby wasn't really there. She'd been asleep so long that day. They said it was a coma. I was on the other side of the window but could tell the moment her heart stopped. I saw a doctor turn off the machines I knew had kept her body breathing. I knew; Ruby was gone.
I watched through the glass as Kitty fixed on the monitor, a frightened look in her eyes, as if she hadn't been aware her only daughter was dying. Her face contorted with pain, and she crumpled over Ruby's body. Her shuddering seemed to shake the walls around me.
I wrenched away from the white-collared preacher and his wife and ran and ran toward that gleaming silver room. People called to me.
"Lucy. Stop. You can't go in there. Children aren't allowed."
Big hands tried to grab me. But no one could stop me. Ruby was gone, her breath taken away when the respirator had been removed, and Kitty was alive and alone. She needed me.
I burst through the heavy door and threw myself toward Kitty's slumped body. She turned to me in time to spread her arms wide. I fell into them, and she caught me and held me so tightly I thought I might stop breathing. I kind of hoped I would; I could have died at that moment, snug in Kitty's arms. But after a little while she loosened her embrace, and I reflexively inhaled, an involuntary instinct of survival my eight-year-old body performed against my will. My lungs, now filled to near bursting, could no longer contain the sob that had been crawling from the well in my chest since earlier that day when I'd found Ruby lying on the back porch.
Ruby had been watering our flowers–a wild mix of cosmos, daisies, and tall wild varieties of blooms that attracted butterflies and hummingbirds to taste their sweetness. That afternoon she'd called for me to look at a hummingbird drinking from the hanging feeder beside the back door.
"Lucy! Come see! The hummingbirds are like little bees!"
She always told me when they came so we could watch and count them. The weekend before we'd seen ten at the feeder. "And mija? Please grab my inhaler too." She said the part about the inhaler casually, almost like an afterthought.
"Coming, Ruby! I'm pouring the lemonade!"
I'd always called my mother and grandmother by their given names. I don't know why Ruby or Kitty allowed it, but they did. I knew other children who had mothers and grandmothers with boring names, but not mine. Even my own name was picked by Ruby because she thought it was special: Maria Lucero
"Oh, my Lucy," she explained. "Lucero means light." And where a ruby is loud, red, and hard, she said, Lucero meant all that was bright and the very air I was to her. "You are my breath, my very life," she would whisper in my ear, kissing the top of my head. I never imagined Ruby as hard and loud–the things she said her name meant–but instead as smooth and vibrant. Though I didn't know how to tell her at the time, she was my light, and I wanted to be just like her.
Ruby. Kitty. The names rolled off my tongue like crayons on paper; I liked that. The day before, my red crayon had rolled off the table as I drew a picture of Ruby, my hand in hers, each of us with a blue flower tucked behind our ear. We dove to catch the crayon as it dropped to the floor and giggled at how it seemed late for some appointment under the couch where we couldn't reach it.
"We will need help getting out that one, Lucy." Ruby smiled and I knew someone would be over to help, a friend whose name I could never remember…
"Lucy!" Ruby called again from outside. "The hummingbirds are going away!" I heard a cough. "Do I need to come help you, mija?"
"No, Mommy! I'll hurry!"
During special times, like before bed, I'd call her Mommy. Sometimes I called her Mommy Ruby, even if it sounded silly, because it was our secret name. She was Mommy and Ruby to me, and I could call her both.
I'd carried the glass pitcher toward the fridge, sloshing lemonade all over the floor, when I heard Ruby call me a third time. "Lucy, hurry!" she coughed, hard. "There are two now!" Ruby coughed again, more violently.
Hurry, I told myself. I grabbed our glasses and scrambled to the coffee table in search of Ruby's inhaler. She usually left it there, but not this day. I thrust the glasses on the coffee table and rushed to look in the bathroom. Kitty was always nagging Ruby to keep her inhaler in the same place all the time, but Ruby was too busy.
Running from room to room, I searched until I finally found the inhaler on the nightstand beside Ruby's bed. My breath came out in deep, short gasps as I rushed back to the coffee table for the lemonade glasses, this time careful not to spill the drinks.
When I reached the door, the hummingbirds were gone and the heavy glasses of lemonade crashed to the deck, covering the porch with sticky glass shards. Slivers of glass surrounded Ruby, glistening like jewels as she lay on the porch where she'd fallen.
My hands flew to my mouth to stop my scream. I needed to help Mommy Ruby. I knelt to wipe away the glass, but it cut both of us, spotting my hands and her arms with little dots of blood. I shook Ruby and she moaned.
"Wake up!"
I remembered the inhaler and frantically pawed to the edge of the porch where it had been flung, cutting my hands more on the glass shards.
"Breathe, Mommy Ruby! Breathe!"
But she couldn't. I saw the panic in her widening eyes and tried to spray the inhalant in her mouth and nose. Her flailing began to stop as I tried to breathe into her with my mouth like I'd seen on TV, my own breath a weak whisper.
"Ruby…" I cried as loud as my cracking voice would allow.
"Help! Please, help!"
Nobody came. So I screamed, loud and piercing. Neighbors appeared. Someone pulled me off Ruby and handed me to someone else with a hard chest–someone who held me while my small fist bounced off him. I tried frantically to force myself down. Neighbors had circled round Ruby, and I was pulled away to the scream of an arriving ambulance.
In the emergency room, the flat red line on the machine blared in my ears and Kitty pressed her wet face against me as her tears mixed with mine. The nurses wheeled Ruby out, leaving Kitty and me standing in the hallway, very still. It was that quiet moment of death, when things move in slow motion, when strangers turn sadly away as they pass your family in the halls and the medical staff stares with hopeless expression at the floor.
I felt poised, panicky, and completely frozen in time all at once. I searched the hall. Cold floors, shiny metal, too-bright light hurting my eyes. Then it rose like an earthquake and rumbled out of me: a quiet broken noise followed by a clear, piercing cry.
"Ruby! Mommy Ruby!"
I tore down the hall. The nurses who were rolling away her bed froze on the spot, staring as if I'd turned into a monster. One nurse tried to keep me from tearing the sheet from Ruby's face until a doctor stopped and silenced her with a look.
"Let her say good-bye to her mommy," he said quietly.
The other nurse turned to me with tears and helped me fold back the sheet. I put my hands on each side of her face. "Mommy Ruby, I love you." I leaned over to kiss her lifeless lips and gave her a gentle hug, like I would have done when she was napping or when I was the first to wake up in the morning. Then I smoothed her hair and put my hands on her face like I'd done a million times when I tried to sweet-talk her.
"I'm sorry for not coming sooner with your medicine," I whispered.
The nurse gently helped me cover Ruby's face, and she was gone. I turned back slowly to find every person in the hallway sobbing and not one grownup to hold me. The abandonment terrified me. Where would I go without Ruby? Who would take care of me?
Would I be sent to an orphanage like in that movie Annie?
"Lucy!" Kitty moved from the back of the small crowd where she'd been standing, stunned by her own grief. "Lucy! Come here, baby. Come to Grandma Kitty." I ran. Grandma Kitty wanted me, and I knew in her arms I would be safe.
No one questioned Kitty as she carried me out of the hospital, put me in her car, and drove me home–to Ruby's house. How strange it was to come home without Ruby. Only the buzz of the fridge greeted us; immediately I had the urge to find Mommy Ruby even though I'd just felt her cooling skin on my lips back at the hospital. I ran around the house, calling her name, looking under the kitchen table where she used to take cover during games of hide-and-seek. Kitty hadn't stopped me in my mission to find Ruby alive until I stood in the center of the living room crying, reaching out to touch the roses in the middle of the coffee table, as if they were Ruby herself, not loud and vibrant but soft and delicate.
Wordlessly Kitty reached for me, hugged me to her, and took me for a bath. I screamed when she doused my shampooed head with water. Ruby had always warned me before rinsing so I could hold my nose. Kitty didn't even tell me the water was coming. I coughed and sputtered, lashing at her for being so mean, half expecting to be given choice words of punishment.
Instead Kitty pulled me out of the tub and wrapped my goosebumped limbs in a fluffy pink princess towel. I slipped into the Barbie gown she held up, and she tucked me into bed, saying it wasn't my fault Ruby died. In my heart I didn't really believe her.
Kitty had a way of looking at things that most people found strange. Ruby had always said so. Now Kitty said that since she was my Ruby's mommy, I could be her daughter too. "A granddaughter is a kind of daughter." She leaned down and kissed my nose, just as Ruby would have done, and turned out the light.
I felt only a short moment of panic that Kitty wanted to replace my Ruby, but I was too tired to argue about it. Kitty said good night; it was so much like Ruby that I knew Ruby had learned it from her–except for the prayer. I wanted our prayer that night, but Kitty didn't know how to say it. With her eyes cast to the side of my pillow, she quietly offered to learn if I'd teach it to her, but I said no. It was my prayer and Mommy Ruby's prayer anyway, I'd decided. I would never say it with anyone ever again. Not even Kitty.
The morning before Ruby's funeral, Kitty found me in a big, old white chair on the back deck staring at the sunrise. There were no hummingbirds, just bright, empty sky. I pretended Ruby sat with me in the chair the way we'd sit together in the mornings before school. I imagined that my hands resting on the arms of the chair were interlaced with hers; if I closed my eyes long enough, I could feel her breath on my neck and her kisses–unending kisses–behind my ear, through my hair, at the nape of my neck as she whispered how much she loved me.
I had dressed in the yellow and orange floral print sundress Ruby had bought for my first day of school. I hadn't worn it yet and wished Ruby was there to iron out the wrinkles still creasing it from the store racks. I knew grownups wore black to funerals, but I didn't have anything black. Besides, Ruby had always said I looked pretty in bright colors. I smoothed the soft cotton dress over my knees and waited for Kitty to chide me.
"I should have known I'd find you here." Kitty stepped onto the deck. "Ruby told me about your little morning teatimes together."
I said nothing. It was true, but I didn't want to share it with Kitty right then. I only wanted Ruby. Kitty extended a red floral teacup. I stared hard at the steaming cup for a few moments, trying to imagine Ruby's hand giving it to me. But I couldn't summon the vision. I took the cup without a word and sipped deeply. The tea tasted good, just how I liked it– not very hot, not very strong, with cream and sugar.
"You look beautiful, Lucy, just like Ruby."
I looked up at Kitty and admired her long black muumuu dress with the rich red rose print. The roses blossomed over her heavy chest, down her trunk to the hem, enfolding in the seams and opening back up, the fabric flowing with her steps as she walked toward me. I couldn't articulate the idea at eight years old but grasped clearly that this was Grandma Kitty's way of rebelling against dreary mourning garb at her daughter's funeral.
"Look at me, Lucy."
I stared at the roses on the muumuu, unable to look in her eyes because then I'd see Ruby and the big hole in my chest would deepen and hurt even more. Kitty cupped my chin with her hands and turned my face to hers. I saw her red-rimmed eyes, teary pools in the center.
What happened to my strong, bossy Kitty? I wondered. This face was so forlorn and weak.
I was happy when Kitty barked again for me to look at her. The sternness in her voice made me feel more secure, like she was in control, taking care of me. She took me firmly by the shoulders. "It's terrible, a terrible thing, you losing Ruby. I-I don't know why." She fumbled with words between sobs. "I don't know why God did this to you–to us. I don't." She took a breath and fell silent, her carefully applied makeup now tear-streaked.
Tears streamed down my face too. Once, Ruby had said God was a friend to children. I wasn't sure when she'd said it–so many memories had already begun to fade the day after her death–but if it were true, then why did he take her from me?
"Your mom," Kitty was saying, "would defend God and say he always has a purpose." She shook her head and stared at her hands, then away at the sky, as if she wasn't really talking to me. "I don't know what God was thinking." Her eyes followed the sunrise as we sat quietly. "How could you do this?" she asked the sky. Something brought her attention back to me. "Oh, Lucy, you're shaking."
"I'm sorry, Kitty."
"You haven't done anything to be sorry for, dear." She reached to me with a lace-edged embroidered handkerchief. I worried about soiling the pretty fabric with my tears, but Kitty dabbed at my face like she didn't care. "You're just a little girl and can't understand such things. All this talk about God and his not being here for us must be confusing."
But I understood more than Kitty knew. I'd already begun tucking away most of the memories of my mother; I felt my faith being hidden away too. Later I'd wonder if I was tucking away my faith to protect it or to get rid of it.
But then all I knew was that Kitty didn't think God was there for us, and I felt the heaviness of that drop over me, a blanket of fear and confusion. Even as I followed Kitty's emotional leading, I thought of Ruby, and at that very moment I felt like a bad girl doing something I was sure my mom told me to never do…because secretly I still believed in heaven. Ruby was there. And if there was heaven, wasn't there God? Ruby had told me so, hadn't she?
I reached from my confusion toward Kitty, wanting to make her feel better and hoping she could make me feel okay too. She was so sad for Ruby; I was so sorrowful for Kitty. We both loved Ruby and we'd both lost her. And then Kitty told me a granddaughter is a kind of daughter, and I was hers.
I looked over at Kitty, who was staring up at the hummingbird feeder. A jeweled green bird had appeared, flitting around us like a bumblebee. I wondered if it noticed that Ruby was gone, if it had watched the whole thing, witnessing how slow I had been that day.
I balanced my teacup on my knees and watched the hummingbird dart around us. It paused near my shoulder, its wings buzzing, as if studying the splashes of color on my dress. Was he accusing me? I glanced at Kitty again, but she said nothing, as if it was an expected thing to have a hummingbird fly right up to me on the day of my Ruby's funeral. Her eyes followed the hummingbird as it darted away, staring long after it had disappeared.
My cup rattled, causing Kitty to finally turn her head slowly toward me, and the hollowness of her eyes, so lost and sad, engulfed me. I knew that I somehow should have found Ruby's inhaler faster, but I didn't know Ruby could die. Now I had not only hurt my Ruby, but I'd hurt my Kitty too. The doubt seeded in my mind started to grow, its roots already reaching deep. What if God was mad at me for not getting help to Ruby in time? What if he had already forgotten about us?
What if Kitty didn't have anyone but me? Kitty leaned toward me then and took one of my small hands in hers, careful not to upset the teacup in my lap, her red wooden bracelets softly clunking with the movement. We didn't talk anymore before the funeral, just sat holding hands and looking out over Ruby's garden. I knew one thing only then. Kitty wasn't Ruby, but she would take care of me.
A grandmother was a kind of mother too.


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:1 Bully Hill Smelter. [No.] 190.
:2 [Bully Hill Smelter, during winter.]
:4 [Workers in mining area. Bully Hill Mine. Photograph by Gates & Hogle.]
:5 Bully Hill. [Mine buildings and railway.]
:6 Bully Hill. [Hillside with building and railway.]
:7 [Smelter, Bully Hill Mine.]
:8 Bully Hill Mine. Copper City. [Post card.]
:9 Gas car at Bully Hill.
:10 Property of the Shasta May Blossom Copper Mining & Smelting Co. The De LaMar [i.e. Delamar] Bully Hill Smelter. [Both locations in photo indicated by asterisks.] In Shasta County, Northern California. Now producing from $6,000 to $10,000 per day in copper-gold-silver bullion. Total for first five months' operations, $1,000,000 [Copy print.]
:11 [Bully Hill Mine works?]
:12 [No.] 395. [Smelter, Bully Hill Mine.]
:13 Bully Hill. [No.] 402.
:14 Anchor Mine. De La Mar [i.e. Delamar], Cal. [No.] 3544. [Post card.]
:15 [Unidentified stream. Winter scene.]
:16 [No.] 228. [Unidentified stream.]
:17 [No.] 407x. [Unidentified stream with bridge. Winter scene.]
:18 [No.] 245. [Falls, unidentified stream.]
:19 [No.] 269. [View of unidentified town, with mountain in distance.]
:20 Shasta Soda Springs. [No.] 289.
:21 3 hrs. by rail. [No.] 365. [Three Brothers, Yosemite Valley.]
:22 Company Picnic. Lawrence May, an engineer for the Bully Hill Mine (6th from left, rear row); Florence Mesing May (Mrs. L.) (3d lady from right, 2d row). Parents of Prof. Henry May. Pit River.
:23 5 miles from Bully Hill. [Unidentified stream.]
:24 The picnic at Pit [River?]
:25 Our mother Florence May is 3rd from left. [No.] 256. [Copy negative available.]
:26 Picnic. Lady on left, putting up hair: Mrs. Lawrence May.
:27 Lawrence May's Bungalow.
:28 Corner of living room, Bully Hill bungalow. Couples had bungalows, bachelors lived in one big bldg. with chinese [sic] chef.
:30 I with John Miles [Hanley] & Adair. John Miles Hanley (later Head of Univ. of Missouri, Rollo School of Mines).
:31 [Unidentified children.]
:32 Binks in front, John (Hanley?) behind. On the way to Monday [Flat].
:33 In front of your house.
:34 Our father Lawrence May is 2nd from left by the child.
:35 Outdoors at B [i.e. Bully] Hill. Jane is little girl. Girl on right: Elsie Jane May (sister of Prof. Henry May).]
:36 Miss Cathcart, Mother and I cooking breakfast out to Monday Flat. Bully Hill ladies having al fresco breakfast.
:37 Don't know where this R.R. was -short connecting line to where? "Our mother" is Mrs. Lawrence May with Elsie Jane May on her lap.
:38 Lawrence May in center.
:39 [Unidentified swimmers. May family?]
:40 [Boating scene. Unidentified persons. May family?]
:41 [Unidentified swimmers. May family?]
:42 Our mother & Jane. Dad one of oarsmen. Lawrence May is 2d from right. Mrs. May in middle of boat with Elsie Jane.
:43 [Lawrence May and child.]
:44 Many picnics at Bully Hill — wives of officials. Mrs Lawrence May seated on right.
:45 Just before starting for Tunnel No. 3. Our father Lawrence May is dead center in front. [No.] 2.
:46 Ditto [cf. 45]. Just before starting for Tunnel 3. Lawrence May front center. [No.] 3.
:47 [Unidentified man on horse.]
:48 [Unidentified woman at river bank.]
:49 [Unidentified woman with feathers in hair.]
:50 [Unidentified man on horse.]
:51 [Unidentified men at gathering. Cropped portion of a larger photograph.]
:52 More ladies living at Bully Hill. [Post card.]
:53 Sat. night dinner party.
:54 Couple at Bully Hill.
:55 Two mine officials. In white shirt: Mr. Delamar, owner of the smelter for whom adjacent town was named.
:56 [Unidentified man at table.]
:57 3 miles from Bully Hill.
:59 [Unidentified swimmers at shore.]
:60 [Unidentified men on railway car.]
:61 [Unidentified women on horses. Post card.]
:62 Bully Hill Road. [Unidentified child.]
:64 [Unidentified persons looking at book.]
:65 [Unidentified persons and dog in snow.]
:66 This picture of Prof. A.C. Lawson is the only one of its kind in captivity and is I think better than ordinary. A.C.N.
:67 [Unidentified persons in mine.]
:68 2d from left Mrs. Lawrence May.
:69 2d from right, row 2: Lawrence May.
:70 Lawrence May on horse, Tony, 2d from left.
:71 Grading for the S.V. and E.R.R [Sacramento Valley and Eastern Railroad]. [No.] 2. [Photograph by Gates and Hogle.]
:72 [Group portrait, unidentified men.]
:73 [Group portrait, unidentified men.]
:74 "Suzette" and Some of Her Chums.
:75 The Poet Lariat.
:76 Bully Hill — Elsie's House on Left.
:77 Same Bunch — on a raid.
:78.1 [Smelter, Bully Hill Mine. Affixed to front cover of album.]
:78.2 Bully Hill Smelter and Mine. [Photograph by Eastman & Rule View Co., S.F.]
:78.3 Yard Crew, Bully Hill Smelter.
:78.4 Birds Eye View of Delamar.
:78.5 Main Street, Delamar, Calif.
:78.6 Ore Train, Rising Star Mine.
:78.7 Hoist, 1200 Ft. Underground. Bully Hill Mine.
:78.8 Bully Hill Smelter, DeLaMar, Calif.
:78.9 Bully Hill Mine, Delamar, Calif.
:78.10 Birds Eye View, Bully Hill Smelter.
:78.11 Burley at Work, Bully Hill Mine.
:78.12 Station, 1200 Ft. Underground. Bully Hill Mine.
:78.13 Furnace, Bully Hill Smelter.
:78.14 Drawing of Slag, Bully Hill Smelter.
:78.15 Rising Star Mine.
:78.16 Bully Hill Mine, Delamar, Calif.
:78.17 Yards at Bully Hill Smelter.
:78.18 Birds Eye View DeLaMar.
:78.19 Ore Train, Bully Hill Mine.
:78.20 Bully Hill Smelter, DeLaMar, Calif.
:79 Bully Hill. [Booklet featuring poem "Thanksgiving Nineteen Hundred and Nine" and several photographic illustrations of Bully Hill mining community. Copy negatives of illustrations available.]


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Presidential Candidates' 404 Pages
He may not be able to tell you the difference between Libya and Uzbekibekibekistan, but that Herman Cain sure can provide you with some internet funnies courtesy of a 404 easter egg on his site.
Other candidates, as the WSJ reports, are doing similar things, but not as much as they should for LOLsakes nor as pointed as Cain's. (See what I did there, with "pointed"?)


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June 29th, 2014
Hobby Lobby: the Bible verses behind the battle
By Daniel Burke, CNN Belief Blog EditorFollow @BurkeCNN
Washington (CNN) – For the Greens, the Christian family behind the Hobby Lobby chain of stores, their battle with the Obama administration was never really about contraception. It was about abortion.
After all, the evangelical Greens don't object to 16 of the 20 contraceptive measures mandated for employer coverage by the Affordable Care Act. That puts the family squarely in line with other evangelicals, who largely support the use of birth control by married couples.
Like other evangelicals, however, the Greens believe that four forms of contraception mandated under the ACA - Plan B, Ella and two intrauterine devices - in fact cause abortions by preventing a fertilized embryo from implanting in the womb. (The Obama administration and several major medical groups disagree that such treatments are abortions .)
"We won't pay for any abortive products," Steve Green, Hobby Lobby's president, told Religion News Service. "We believe life begins at conception."
Evangelicals as a whole may be relative newcomers to that view, but since the 1980s it has become nearly gospel. (The Pew Research Center has a helpful guide to other religious groups' stance.)
As Christianity Today editor Mark Galli has argued, evangelicals arrived at their current stand on life issues through a combination of factors, including biblical interpretation, moral accounting and political calculus. Others also add the influence of early architects of the religious right and the example of the Catholic Church, which has opposed abortion for centuries.
But given the importance of scripture to evangelicals, it's no surprise that groups like the National Association of Evangelicals cite the Bible in the second sentence of their policy stance on abortion:
You'll see that verse, Psalm 139:13, cited quite a bit when it comes to evangelicals and abortion. In it, the psalmist says to God, "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb."
(You'll also see that verse cited by many Mennonites, so it makes sense that a Mennonite business, Conestoga Wood Specialties, joined a companion challenge to Hobby Lobby at the Supreme Court.)
If God knew you in the womb, the thinking goes, then you must have been at some stage of personhood, and that provides biblical justification for the idea that life begins at conception, according to evangelicals and other Christians.
In addition to Psalm 139, you'll also hear evangelicals and Mennonites cite several other Bible passages that they believe affirm the sanctity of human life.
Genesis 1, for example, says that mankind is made in God's image; the Ten Commandments make murder a crime against God; and Job, the old Testament sufferer, frets about what would happen if he mistreats his servants because:
Again, you see the divine and womb interacting, which is why evangelicals like the Greens so strongly oppose contraception that prevents embryo implantation in the womb.
Still, those verses may not be on the Greens' minds after Monday's decision. Instead, Steve Green has said, they'll be thinking about Daniel 3:17-18
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Heated competition between local and foreign pharmaceutical companies on the Egyptian drug market recently resulted in several lawsuits being filed, according to an Al-Hayat report. It is claimed that multinational firms, such as Pfizer and Merk Sharp, are pressing local producers to open up the pharmaceutical sector before 2005.
Under the TRIPS (Trade-Related Aspects of Intellectual Property Rights) agreement, Egypt is obliged to fully adopt intellectual property rights for pharmaceuticals and biotechnology medicines, by January 1, 2005. The TRIPS is an annex to the World Trade Organization (WTO) agreement, which Egypt joined in 1995, and it contains provisions on patents, copyrights and trademarks, as well as undisclosed information.
The Egyptian drug industry is the largest producer and consumer of pharmaceuticals in the Middle East and North Africa region. Valued at $1.28 billion in 1999, the Egyptian drug market has impressively grown over the past decade, with local consumption rising at an annual rate of 14 percent.
Thirty pharmaceutical manufacturers currently serve Egypt's 68-million population, eight of which are public and the rest privately owned. Local production currently satisfies approximately 94 percent of the local market's demand. With local drug industry focusing on manufacturing rather than on research, 85 percent of the raw materials are imported from France, Switzerland, Belgium, Germany and the UK. ― (MENA Report)
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Among recent enforcement actions taken by the SEC were charges against a woman for illegally tipping her brother about quarterly earnings data from the firm she worked for; against a Chicago-based investment advisor for defrauding CalPERS, among other clients; against a Denver-based businessman for insider trading; against a Canada-based investment banker, also for insider trading; and against two Arizona-based brokers for defrauding investors.
Sister Charged With Illegally Tipping Off Brother
ThanhHa Bao, a former employee at Abaxis, a California-based medical device manufacturer, was charged by the SEC with illegally tipping her brother, Tai Nguyen, with insider information she had obtained from her position in the company's finance department.
From 2006 to 2009, Bao made a practice of providing her brother with quarterly earnings data from Abaxis. He used the information for his own benefit, but also passed it along to the hedge fund managers Barai Capital Management and Sonar Capital Management, clients of his equity research firm, Insight Research. The fund managers then also used the information to make more than $7.2 million for their hedge funds.
Nguyen was charged last year for his actions, both by the SEC and in a separate criminal proceeding. The trades made him $144,910; the criminal proceeding cost him a forfeiture of $400,000. Those at the hedge funds who took advantage of the information were charged in 2011.
The SEC's investigation is continuing.
Advisor Charged in CalPERS Fraud
Mesh Tandon, CEO of the Chicago-based investment advisory firm Simran Capital Management, has been charged by the SEC with lying to the California Public Employers' Retirement System (CalPERS), and to other current and potential clients of his firm, about the amount of money the firm managed.
While trying to win its business, Tandon falsely told CalPERS that his firm satisfied its minimum AUM requirements—a metric often used by institutional investors to gauge prospective investment advisors. In May of 2008, knowing that his firm did not meet CalPERS's minimum requirements for AUM, he specifically told CalPERS that Simran not only met explicit AUM requirements but also managed at least $200 million as of Dec. 31, 2007. Simran's AUM fell considerably short of that figure, coming in at approximately $80 million at the time. The ruse worked, and Tandon won the business from CalPERS, thanks to his lies, according to the SEC.
With CalPERS under Simran's belt, Tandon then went after other prospective clients with an inflated AUM figure. From 2008 to 2011, he also cited the firm's relationship with CalPERS as an additional selling point, and instructed the firm's employees to do likewise. He went on to report an inflated AUM in his firm's SEC filings, multiple times, then later attempted to mislead SEC examiners during a routine examination of Simran.
Simran ceased operations after withdrawing its advisor registration in February 2012. Tandon, now living in Texas, has agreed to settle the SEC's charges, although he has neither admitted nor denied the findings. Part of the settlement includes disgorgement of $20,018, prejudgment interest of $1,680, and a penalty of $100,000. Scott Reiman Agrees to Pay $900,000 in Insider Trading Case
Scott Reiman, founder and president of the Denver-based investment firm Hexagon has been charged by the SEC with insider trading based on information he received from Roger Parker, then CEO of Delta Petroleum.
Delta had secured a $684 million investment from private investment firm Tracinda, and before it made the news public, Parker passed along information about the deal to Reiman, who proceeded to take advantage of it by buying Delta Petroleum stock or highly speculative options on three separate occasions. Once the announcement was officially made, Delta stock gained almost 20%, and Reiman made a hefty profit.
While he neither admitted nor denied the charges, Reiman has agreed to pay disgorgement of $398,000 plus prejudgment interest of $93,567 and a penalty of $398,000, as well as submit to other penalties.
Parker was previously charged for his own actions, as was insurance executive Michael Van Gilder, who also took advantage of information passed along by Parker to trade for his own gain.
Toronto Investment Banker Charged with Insider Trading
Richard Bruce Moore, a former investment banker at the Canadian Imperial Bank of Commerce (CIBC) in Toronto, was charged by the SEC with insider trading after he used information he had obtained through his job to make more than $163,000 in illicit profits.
Moore was pitching investment ideas to the Canada Pension Plan Investment Board (CPPIB), one of his top clients at CIBC; his chief contact there was a CPPIB managing director who was responsible for taking public companies private. As Moore worked with the CPPIB, he found out that it had a large transaction in the U.K. in the works. Putting together pieces of nonpublic information, Moore concluded that the CPPIB intended to make an acquisition offer to the U.K.-based engineering and manufacturing company Tomkins.
In the weeks before the offer was announced,Moore acted on that information to buy Tomkins American depositary receipts (ADRs), which trade on the New York Stock Exchange. He sank about a third of his net worth into the ADRs, which he bought through an account in the Channel Islands, and into common stock shares, which he purchased through another account on the London Stock Exchange. Once the offer was public, Tomkins ADRs' closing price rose 27%, and Moore made more than $163,000 on the deal.
While the settlement is subject to court approval, Moore has agreed to pay $163,293 in disgorgement, $14,905 in prejudgment interest and a $163,293 penalty. He also faces a related action against him by the Ontario Securities Commission for insider trading in Tomkins common stock.
Arizona Brokers Charged with Fraud Over Tankless Water Heater Venture
Former brokers Jeffrey Stebbins of Mesa, Ariz., and Corbin Jones of Gilbert, Ariz., have been charged by the SEC with stealing investments in a project to develop tankless water heaters.
According to the SEC, the two touted the tankless water heater project over a three-year period by offering securities through a variety of companies. Tankless water heaters, instead of maintaining a reservoir of hot water, heat the water instantly as it passes through pipes. They are typically used in residences.
Stebbins and Jones personally told investors that all the money they raised would be used to develop the tankless water heater venture. Instead, the two diverted almost 30% of the money they raised—at least $1.8 million—for various lavish personal expenses, including luxury car leases, and for unrelated business expenses. In addition, the pair also fraudulently obtained more than $6 million in stock for themselves to the detriment of investors.
Stebbins and Jones fraudulently duped certain shareholders in one of the companies through which they offered the securities, Noble Systems, to swap their private shares for publicly traded shares in another company, Noble Innovations. However, it was a fraudulent stock swap that left Stebbins and Jones with more than $6 million in Noble Innovations stock and the targeted shareholders with nothing.
The pair also deprived early investors in the water heater venture of more than $1 million of Noble Innovations stock that rightfully belonged to them. During much of this period, the two also traded Noble Innovations stock by using 28 accounts in 18 different names with 14 separate brokers to ultimately profit by more than $557,000. In addition, Stebbins and Jones simply ignored securities laws that required them to report their significant holdings in Noble Innovations.
The two are charged with numerous violations, and the SEC is seeking disgorgement of ill-gotten gains and prejudgment interest, financial penalties, injunctions, and penny stock bars. The agency also issued a separate order to revoke the registration of Noble Innovations securities due to the company's failure to make required periodic filings.
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MOVIE REVIEW- Indomitable <i>Invictus: </i>Eastwood and Freeman make it look easy
With one of my acting gods, Morgan Freeman, playing one of my political gods, Nelson Mandela, Invictus couldn't help being a spiritual experience for me. Freeman's every line of dialogue– even something as simple as "Good morning"– sounded like a pronouncement from on high. That makes it hard to write an objective review. I know the movie's good, but I'm not sure it's great.
Clint Eastwood makes directing look easy, telling stories in a no-frills style that doesn't call attention to itself and remind you who's behind the camera. Freeman does the same thing as an actor, and the story they're telling is of Mandela finding relatively simple ways to begin the healing between the black and white populations of South Africa.
With everyone making it look easy, it's easy to undervalue the incredible accomplishments of all concerned; but I was certainly moved, on the verge of tears, for most of the two hours-plus.
Mandela's 1990 release after 27 years in the Robben Island prison and subsequent 1994 election as president of South Africa are covered in the first four minutes of the film; then the work begins. A newspaper headline blares, "He can win an election but can he run a country?" "It's a legitimate question," Mandela says (and one most Americans will recall having heard closer to home in the past year).
Arriving at work on the first day of his term and seeing the former administration's all-white staff packing up, Mandela invites them to stay. He can't be president of a "rainbow nation" if all the people aren't represented in his office. This strategy extends to his personal security team, where Jason Tshabalala (Tony Kgoroge) and Linga Moonsamy (Patrick Mofokeng) are surprised to be augmented by Hendrick Booyens (Matt Stern) and Etienne Feyder (Julian Lewis), former members of the Special Branch that used violence against black people.
With one of their own running the country the blacks expect vengeance and retribution for what they were subjected to under more than four decades of apartheid, but Mandela knows the country can't be united by transferring bitterness and rage from one side to the other. When the national rugby team, the Springboks, is about to be stripped of its status, Mandela intervenes.
The team is such a symbol of apartheid that whenever they play the country's blacks root for their opponent. That they're perennial losers doesn't give the whites much to be proud of, but proud they are. South Africa is hosting the 1995 Rugby World Cup Championship, and Mandela sees a chance to unite the nation behind the Springboks.
He starts by inviting team captain Francois Pienaar (Matt Damon) to tea, where they discuss leadership and inspiration and find some common ground. Though he grew up under institutionalized racism in a home where the maid's feelings were ignored, we don't know where Pienaar stood before meeting Mandela; but we see how he's affected by that meeting and by things that happen in the following year.
The team trains harder but it's not clear – unless you want to credit a miracle – how they transform from underdogs to top dogs in that time. Mandela sends them into the townships to conduct workshops with children for public relations purposes, and it works. At first the black kids are only excited to see the one black player, Chester Williams (McNeil Hendricks), but after the play with the whole team the color barriers fall away. The president's support of the team wins him some respect from the white community.
It should be noted that rugby is a lot like American football except the players don't wear helmets and padding. It's a rough game and they make our footballers look like pussies.
Much of the film's second half takes place during the World Cup games, as the Springboks defeat Australia, Western Samoa, France and move on to face the unbeatable (i.e., invictus) New Zealand team. By this time blacks and whites alike are rooting for the home team and small moments, some clichéd and some clever, show the races interacting in ways that would have been unthinkable a year earlier.
The film's title comes from the William Ernest Henley poem that ends, "I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul." Mandela, who found inspiration from it in prison, passes it on to Pienaar.
The screenplay by South African native Anthony Peckham, from the book Playing the Enemy by John Carlin, makes everything seem so smooth that some false alarms have to be invented to provide some tension.
Judging from one white South African I met a year ago, things aren't as kumbaya there as the movie makes them look (it took the U.S. a century to begin to heal from slavery), but Mandela deserves his Nobel Peace Prize and Invictus deserves any prizes it wins from people who can appreciate Mandela's genius and Eastwood and Freeman's skill.
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Can't wait to see this movie! Invictus has a really cool Facebook fan page too: check it out: http://www.ropeofsilicon.com/article/reviews-for-eastwoods-invictus-begi...
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It's the epic, age-old battle that just keeps being resurrected. Chip-giant Intel and the underdog Advanced Micro Devices (AMD) go head-to-head for desktop dominance. So what will 2008 hold for desktop processors? We've uncovered both company's plans for 2008 to allow you to decide just which purchase will suit your home or small business.
The harsh reality for AMD is that over the past two years, Intel has absolutely dominated the market in terms of performance. But that's just one half of the price-performance ratio, and AMD's willingness to slash prices and aggressively pursue the low- and midrange tiers of the desktop-computing market cannot be overrated, despite the company's technological lag.
Intel overview
At this point in time, it appears that Intel is far ahead of its primary competition in the CPU performance race. Critics and consumers alike have unanimously recognised the chip maker's Core 2 microarchitecture as vastly superior to AMD's processors. These circumstances smell like bad news for AMD fans - particularly at the high end.
Intel's current CPU road map is a continuation of the company's "tick-tock" strategy. According to this approach, each year the company alternates its emphasis between shrinking its CPU fabrication process and implementing a new microarchitecture.
Odd-numbered years see Intel concentrate on die shrinkage. Hence the shrinkage of the Core 2 processor line to an efficient and speedy 45nm process in 2007.
In even-numbered years, the company implements the "tock" in its tick-tock strategy and releases an entirely new CPU microarchitecture. Hence the planned release of Nehalem later this year. But before we jump into the game-changing aspects of Nehalem, let's take a closer look at the chip maker's Core 2 CPU plans for the first half of 2008.
Penryn Core 2 processors: 45nm and more
Penryn, the 45nm version of the Core 2 architecture, was the darling of CPU enthusiasts in 2007 because it delivered on both Intel's and consumers' price-performance expectations. According to numerous independent tests and the usual assortment of hardcore enthusiast sites, Penryn Core 2 processors offer a 20 percent increase in performance on average.
Additionally, the smaller size of these CPUs means that Intel has been able to mass produce more processors per wafer of silicon, resulting in lower prices and higher profit margins for Intel. Other new and improved features in Penryn chips include improved Virtualisation Technology, multimedia-enhancing SSE4 instructions and improved power consumption. For the majority of 2008, Intel will continue to exploit the substantial performance advantages Penryn processors currently enjoy over AMD processors.
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Celebration of Life graveside services for 82 year old Martha R. Evans of Clear Lake, and formerly of Wellman are Monday, Dec. 31 at 12:00pm (noon) at the Wellman Cemetery. Visitation will be Monday, Dec. 31 from 10:00 am until 11:30 am at the Peterseim Funeral Home, in Kalona.
Martha Evans died Thursday, December 27, 2012 in Clear Lake where she made her home with her daughter.
Martha Rae Evans was born April 11, 1930 near Kalona. She was the daughter of Raymond and Vanora (Kessler) Westrick. Martha attended Kalona High School. She lived in the Kalona and Wellman area most of her life until moving to Clear Lake, IA in 2005, where she made her home with her daughter, Barbara Ketchum.
Martha died in a home in Clear Lake following a short illness.
Martha was united in marriage to Carl Evans in Iowa City on July 16, 1948. The lived in Wellman during their marriage. Carl preceded Martha in death on July 10, 1991.
Martha and Carl enjoyed making and selling crafts a number of shows in the area.
Survivors are her children; Barbara (Jerry) Ketchum of Clear Lake, Catherine (Rodney) Erakovich of Arlington, Texas, Carla (Mike) Winters of Wellman, Judy (Denton) Galloway of Grinnell and Jim Evans of Searsboro, Ia. Also surviving are 13 grandchildren, 26 great grandchildren and 5 great-great grandchildren.
Preceding Martha in death were her husband, Carl, one grandson, Jeremy Descoteau and 4 siblings, Morris Westrick, Phyllis Pierce, Maryetta Mack and Ralph Westrick.
A general memorial fund has been established.


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Program Coordinator
A program coordinator should be assigned by management to lead the development of the preparedness program and will be responsible for achieving the goals and objectives that have been established by management. The role of the program coordinator should be communicated throughout the business.
Program Committee
The program coordinator leads a program committee that will provide input into the preparedness program. It will also assist with the development, implementation, evaluation and maintenance of the program. The Committee should include employees with knowledge of all aspects of the business.
These functional areas may include:
- Management
- Legal
- Human Resources
- Public Relations
- Insurance and Risk Management
- Environmental Health and Safety (EHS)
- Finance
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- Operations
- Facilities or Property Management
- Engineering
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- Purchasing, Supply Chain and Distribution
- Quality Control
- Employees
External participants can also provide valuable input. Opening lines of communication and developing relationships with public emergency services, contractors and vendors now will prove beneficial in emergencies. Consider reaching out to the following:
- Law Enforcement
- Fire Department (including rescue service)
- Emergency Medical Services
- Hazardous Materials Contractor
- Local Emergency Planning Committee (LEPC)
- Emergency Management Agency
- Public Health
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- Contractors
- Vendors
- Customers
Use the Program Coordinator and Committee Worksheet to identify members of your program committee and compile contact information.


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TWD: Aborio Rice Pudding
Recipe chosen by: Isabelle of Les gourmandises d'Isa
Link to TWD Group: Tuesdays With Dorie
Pictures to come! Sorry! (You'd think since I did this recipe ahead of time that I'd have it all ready to go on the day. But, nooooo.)
Short and sweet: I really liked it, but nobody else even tried it.
Rice pudding is just a really hard sell with my usual taste testers. It's a shame really, because this recipe was a great change from the usual.
I split mine in half, or tried to. I ended up with vanilla soup due to not cooking it for long enough combined with a smaller than half portion of rice to too much extract. I made this several weeks in advance, so I didn't get the note from Dorie about the increase in cooking time (55 minutes instead of 30). I cooked mine for approximately 40, but thought it would thicken up after chilling. The taste was good, but the texture was lacking.
Which was fine, because I really loved the chocolate portion and it thickened up just fine. I traded out semisweet for bittersweet. But next time, I may do half and half of the chocolate. I think that would satisfy my chocolate tooth but not be overkill.
Thanks to Isabelle for picking an interesting recipe!


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Here it is. The highlights you won't see on SportsCenter…
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Here it is. The highlights you won't see on SportsCenter…
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The Rays gameplan was to not let GC/Mike Stanton beat them all weekend and it worked. The poor guy didnt get many pitches to hit.
The weird thing is that the Marlins must have had the same thought process and chose Pena as the guy who was going to kill them, he hardly saw any good pitches all weekend. Are they stuck in a time warp? Its not the 2007 Pena.
Teams are scared to death of a guy batting .157 and no homers in June. We can only enjoy the benefits of such strategies i guess so hope they keep it up!
rumor has it that zo's wife couldn't get the regulation uniform to pull on over her eyelashes. she had to get a modified version with a bigger opening for her head.
Better than the XXL your wife has to wear.
If I was a pitcher and walked Pena ..I'd turn in my MLB players Union card right then...you don't need to be a pitcher..


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Wednesday, April 26, 2017
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Our creative CGI department worked alongside Cardinal to create high quality visuals for the Manchester United store refit. The high
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Are you suffering from the appearance of white skin spots on your face, hands, feet, and other parts of your body?
Have you been looking for some easy, and effective ways to cure your Vitiligo condition?
There are many clinical, topical as well as home remedies available that can help treat and gradually reduce your Vitiligo symptoms.
You can try them one at a time, or use them together to reap the maximum benefit from these natural and proven remedies.
Vitiligo is one of the common skin disorders around. It's characterized by the appearance of white skin spots. It can be seen on different parts of the body and gives a pale, pinkish white spot appearance.
Vitiligo sufferers are in growing number across the globe. In the initial phases, the condition can cause depression to the sufferers; however, with proper care, they can lighten the skin spots and stop them from spreading further.
Vitiligo can be found more in women than in men, and can affect all skin types. It is caused by the reduction of the melanin pigment in our skin due to the process called De-pigmentation, where there is loss of the pigment from our skin.
The chemical imbalance of our skin may trigger the reduction of the melanin pigment from our skin. The pigment is directly responsible for our skin color and any disturbance in its balance can result in white spots, patches and other De-pigementation types.
There are different ways in which you can bring down the rate of De-pigmentation, and ensure no loss of melanin from the skin. Some of the remedies also work wonders in reducing the white spots and bringing the skin back to its original color. The following home remedies from Michael Dawson vitiligo cure are for the benefit of the readers and vitiligo sufferers in their initial stages:
Turmeric has anti-septic qualities and is used as a potent medicine around the world. Mixed with mustard oil, it is used for curing Leucoderma, and healing of the white skin spots. This mixture is applied twice a day for best results.
Red Clay and Ginger
Mixture of red clay along with ginger juice is good for retention of the original skin color. Ginger improves the bloods circulation in the area; whereas, red clay has copper, which is ideal for improving the skin tone.
Radish Seeds
Another popular vitiligo treatment is to use radish seeds. A mixture of radish seeds along with vinegar is used to heal white skin spots effectively. Upon adding two teaspoon of vinegar to powdered radish seed, you can prepare a fine mixture that can be applied to the affected area of the skin. This can be applied as many time as possible to the skin.
Pomegranate Leaves
Pomegranate leaves are excellent to reduce skin spots. You can prepare a powder of the leaves by grinding them. The powder is taken with water and works wonders for the skin tone.
Hopefully, you'll find these tips helpful and start implementing them right away. You won't necessarily see results right away, but stick to them and you will notice your condition improve over time. For more natural vitiligo treatment tips, check out this article here: https://www.tiptoptreatments.com/vitiligo-natural-treatment/


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While exploring Newport Aquarium's million gallons of fun, guests have the opportunity to touch a shark, play in the interactive frog bog and even pet a penguin during the Penguin Encounter. If you're daring, take a stroll across the Shark Bridge - the only suspension bridge in North America where guests can walk just inches above nearly two dozen sharks! This V-shaped rope bridge is 75-feet long and is suspended over the open water of the 385,000 gallon Surrounded by Sharks exhibit. Dive shows in the Surrounded By Sharks exhibit are excitement for the whole family as divers talk from underwater and even answer questions. Then, visit Shark Ray Bay to witness the four, extremely rare shark rays on display: Sweet Pea, Scooter, Sunshine and Spike.
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This is John Taft's first appearance on the IA 25. Click here to view the complete list and Special Report schedule for extended profiles for each of the 2013 IA 25 honorees.
For John Taft, head of wealth management at RBC Wealth Management, managing clients' wealth is part of a higher calling.
"As a newspaper reporter right out of college I covered the rebuilding of the city of Lowell, Mass., and was very excited about getting involved in community development. As it turned out, I thought public finance was a way to do that."
While RBC will focus on its expansion in U.S. capital and wealth management markets, Taft noted that his main focus is on the quality of the wealth management group.
"Our focus is entirely on quality and excellence, not on scale," he said, adding that the firm has about 2,000 advisors. "We think that's large enough to be relevant and meaningful, but small enough to be intimate. We're happy with the scale. We're just committed to being better in every way: hiring the best advisors, putting the best products and services on our shelf, and continuing to build out our technology and operational platform."
Among the biggest challenges for advisors, of course, is the regulatory storm coming from policymakers.
"Advisors and the wealth management industry generally, of which they are a critical part, are experiencing a tsunami of new regulation, some of which has already hit our shores, but a lot of which is on the way," Taft said.
Another big challenge, though, is the shape of the industry itself.
"The business model is evolving from a sales model to a far more consultative and professional model, and is evolving from product specialists to holistic wealth management," according to Taft. "Being a professional holistic wealth manager is a completely different business model and job than being a product salesperson, which is what a lot of advisors started out being. They've seen this dramatic transformation in our industry over the last 30 years, all of which has been for the good, but it's been very challenging and advisors have had to adapt and grow in order to be effective meeting client needs and being differentiated and competitive today."
Fiduciary is a topic on most advisors' minds, but Taft suggested they should set their sights higher. "Stewardship," he said, "is all about responsibly managing what others have entrusted to your care. Stewardship is, or should be, the fundamental mission, purpose and responsibility of the wealth management industry."
Stewardship is a "close cousin" to fiduciary, Taft said, but it goes a little further. "Fiduciary is a minimum legal standard. Stewardship is a higher standard even than fiduciary. It means thinking about others, i.e., your clients, in everything you do."
By working toward that "higher calling," advisors have an opportunity to differentiate themselves, Taft said.
"I've been speaking about stewardship for the last year, and it resonates with everyone. People understand what it means, and a lot of the clients of wealth management firms are themselves stewards," Taft added, referring to the heads of wealthy families, business founders, and trustees of pension funds or endowment funds and foundations who are often clients of wealth management firms. "One of the things we need to do a good job of, and can do a better job of, is help our clients be more effective stewards of whatever wealth they're managing."


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Once again, President Bush proves that he has absolutely no idea about … well, anything. Here, he claims that the economy is not being harmed by the war, and the extraordinary amount of money being spent on the war. Instead, he thinks the war is helping the economy.
Um, yeah. That may be true if you're one of his fat-cat friends who own companies which supply equipment and necessary (and sometimes unnecessary) items to feed the war machine. Otherwise, it's not helping you (or me) economically at all.
By the way, since he mentions the rebate, just where exactly where is the government supposed to get the money to do that? It's just more debt, and more interest on debt. It's just the Republicans trying to look better before the presidential election in November, pure and simple.
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Are you dedicated?
Yesterday, we posted on a Chicago guy who demonstrated his strong affinity for Pabst beer by purchasing his casket (he's only 57 years old!) – a giant, beautifully decorated Pabst can.
Today, we learned that 12 year old David Witthoft has accomplished the nearly impossible task of out-dedicating, if you will, many Packer fans by donning a Brett Favre jersey daily for the last 4+ years of his life (1581 days).


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It is not because I am not blogging that I am not busy 🙂
In the last months I have published several scripts to the Microsoft Technet gallery, that I want to summarize in this post:
1. Find Broken Inheritance in a SharePoint 2010 web application
This powershell script allows for enumeration through a SharePoint 2010 web application to identify all sites, document libraries, lists, folders and items for which the permission inheritance has been broken.
This script should be executed using a SharePoint 2010 Management Shell on one of the SharePoint servers in the farm with an account allowed to access all content.
2. Reset Broken inheritance in SharePoint 2010 site collection
this PowerShell script allows for resetting broken inheritance within a site collection. It will run through all subsites, lists, document libraries, folders and individual items, check if permission inheritance is broken and reset the inheritance.
3. Populate PictureUrl with values from CSV file
This PowerShell script allows you to populate the PictureUrl property of the User Profiles in SharePoint 2010 based on a provided CSV file, containing the username and the picture URL.
4. SharePoint document versions report
This script will generate a tab delimited text file with all the documents present is in the given web application in SharePoint 2010. It will list the documents, the size of the document, the number of versions, the sie of the versions and the total size. This report will enable you to identify large files throughout an entire web application and identify those files that have many versions and are basically eating up all your storage.
5. Find Connected Web Parts in Web application
This script locates all pages in an entire web application that uses connected web parts. the script runs through all the aspx pages in all document libraries of all sites in every site collection and checks if there are web part connections defined. If this is the case it will list the page and the provider and consumer web part title.
The script can easily be adapted to find specific web parts in an entire web application
6. Sync SharePoint 2010 User Profile PictureUrl attribute with AD attribute
This Powershell script allows you to synchronize an Active Directory custom attribute with the SharePoint 2010 user profile service application PictureUrl property. Usefull for companies that store picture url information in a custom attribute and want to replicate that information into SharePoint 2010. Normally this should be feasible by customizing the ForeFront Identity Manager used by the SharePoint 2010 User Profile Synchronization service, but this is not supported. The script can be easily customized to use a different extension attribute in Active Directory
Use this script in combination with a scheduled task on one of the SharePoint servers in the farm.
7. Find Web parts in SharePoint farm


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The settlement of Bethabara in what is today Winston-Salem, North Carolina, was founded on November 17, 1753 when fifteen Moravian brethren arrived after walking from Pennsylvania. The Moravians, or Unitas Fratrum (United Brethren), were German-speaking Protestants. As followers of January Hus, a Bohemian heretic who was burned at the stake in 1415, the Moravians are acknowledged as the first Protestants, pre-dating the Lutherans by 100 years. Bethabara became the first Moravian settlement in North Carolina. It was the beginning of a series of Moravian settlements on the 100,000-acre tract that the Moravians had purchased on the Carolina frontier.
Bethabara (House of Passage) was a center for religion, governance, trade, industry, culture, education, and the arts. The Moravians constructed more than 75 buildings during the first 20 years of the settlement's existence. During the French and Indian War (1753 through 1762), Bethabara and its two forts served as defensive centers for regional settlers and a supply depot for the Catawba allies of the British.
Historic Bethabara Park was incorporated as a not-for-profit museum in 1970. The mission of the museum is "to preserve, acquire and interpret the (Moravian) past in order to make a better future." The City of Winston-Salem and Forsyth County share administrative operating support for the Museum.
The 1788 Gemeinhaus is the last surviving example of an 18th-Century German-American church with attached living quarters remaining in the United States.
The Park is designated as one of only two local Historic districts and is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. The National Park Service named Historic Bethabara Park a National Historic Landmark in 1999. It is recognized by the North Carolina Resource Commission as a WILD Education site.
And so it goes:
We hold arrival Lovefeast here in Carolina Land
A company of Brethren true,
A little pilgrim Band,
Called by the Lord to be of those
Who through the whole world go,
To bear Him Witness everywhere,
And naught by Jesus know.
The verse celebrates the arrival of the Moravian settlers to this wilderness in Piedmont North Carolina....November 17, 1753. It was composed and sung as the fifteen colonists prepared to settle into an abandoned cabin at the end of a six-week journey down the great wagon road. They were a long way from their homes and families in Pennsylvania. Following a simple meal, the men prepared a lovefeast, a traditional Moravian ceremony of sharing bread or cake and coffee, wine or tea.
While we held our lovefeast, the wolves howled loudly, but all was well with us and our hearts were full of Thanksgiving to the Savior who had so graciously guided us and led us. -Reverend Bernhard Adam Grube, first Moravian Minister in Bethabara, November 17, 1753.
The spiritual journey for the Moravian brethren into the North Carolina wilderness began in 1722 when the religious reform leader Count Nicholas Louis Von Zinzendorf offered refuge on his state in the Saxony region of Germany to a group of religious dissidents from Moravia. The Unity of the Brethren eventually lived in the town of Herrnhut, Germany. Since many came from Moravia, their neighbors described them simply as "the Moravians."
Moravians traced their roots to John Hus, martyred in 1415, 100 years before Martin Luther began the Protestant Reformation.
The denomination was almost wiped out during the religious wars of the 1600s. After their rebirth under Zinzendorf's leadership, they became the first Protestant missionaries. In the 1730s Moravian societies were established in Holland, England and Denmark....as well as such far away places as Greenland, Surinam, Zanzibar and in the new world. Their first mission in the British Colonies was in Savannah, but they eventually traveled north to Pennsylvania where the church had bought two tracts of land. They founded Nazareth and Bethlehem and as those towns prospered, the brethren wanted to spread the Gospels to an area without churches...and they wanted a large tract of inexpensive land on the frontier to find the freedom to practice their religion in peace.
The Moravians eventually decided on almost 100 thousand acres owned by Lord Granville along the banks of Muddy Creek in Piedmont North Carolina.
August Gotlieb Spangenberg, the Moravian Bishop in America, led the exploration to this area in 1752 about nine months before the first settlers arrived.
The land on which we are now encamped seems to me to have been reserved by the Lord for the Brethren. -August Gottlieb Spangenberg. January 8, 1753.
It was called Der Wachau, or creek along the meadow, after an estate in Austria that had been in Zinzendorf's family. The Latin form, Wachovia, was later adopted. The Church paid about 35 cents an acre for the Wachovia tract...an area that now comprises most of Forsyth County. The church mission was to found a religious community where everyone contributed according to ability and took according to need, not unlike the cooperative communities of the early Christians. The new settlers set to work immediately in November 1753. They were a diverse group. A doctor, minister, carpenters, farmers, tailors, shoemakers and millers. These skills would be needed to carve a settlement out of the wilderness.
Nathaniel and Jacob Loesh measured off eight acres of land, which is to be cleared at once so that wheat can be sown. Others began to gather the dead wood and build bonfires. -Moravian Diarist, 1753
The settlement was called Bethabara, meaning House of Passage, because it was meant to be a temporary settlement until the central town could be established. It wasn't long before others on the frontier learned of the wealth of skilled tradesmen available in the new settlement.
Brother Kalberland's fame as a doctor is spreading. Patients are coming to him from as much as eighty miles away and he has been called to others at points nearly as distant. Work is beginning to come to the craftsmen. -Jacob Loesch, August 14, 1754.
Life on the frontier was difficult and lonely. It would be almost a year before the next large group of settlers would arrive in Bethabara.
They arrived toward evening on November 4th and were heartily welcomed. There were seven married couples, ten single brethren and five drivers for the wagons. The Single Brethren were lodged in the old dwelling house and the married people in the first story of our new Brothers House. We are much crowded. -Moravian Diarist, November 4, 1755
Within three years this small band had grown to 65 people and their first isolated single cabin had become a thriving village.
We are especially busy with the building of the new Gemein Haus and the mill for which certain Brethren were detailed to make boards and shingles. -Moravian Diarist January 1756
But these early years were also trying times. The French and Indian War spread across the southern frontier in 1756. Travelers passing through Bethabara told of wandering bands of Cherokees murdering nearby settlers.
It was decided to protect our houses with palisades. For if the settlers were all going to retreat, we would be the last left on the frontier and the first to be attacked. All who were not busy with the harvest went to work the same day, and by the 23rd, the palisade was finished except the gates. -Moravian Diarist, July 1756
Our brethren keep a constant watch, which is necessary and also good for the country, for many neighbors have come to them with all their movable possessions as well as wives and children. -Bishop Spangenburg, letter to Count Zinsendorf, June 11, 1760
A settlement sprang up close to the brethren's mill which was used to grind corn and meal by farmers from as much as fifty miles away. It was the largest mill in the Carolinas backcountry. The local economy between the first Moravians and their neighbors was becoming a regional economy for trade and security, with Bethabara as the center.
During the French and Indian War, neither the Shawnees nor the Cherokees attacked the Moravian settlement.
Bethabara stands in good credit with them and is widely known as the Dutch fort where there are good people and much bread. -Bethabara Diarist, August 22, 1758.
Sickness claimed more lives than the Indians did. A fever epidemic rampaged through the crowded refugee huts near the mill and through Bethabara. Eight Moravians and several in the settlement near the mill died. After her new husband, Dr. Hans Martin Kalberlahn, died in the epidemic, Sister Anna Catharina began caring for one of the newly-orphaned children. Thus began a life of service to Bethabara, until she died in 1816. Her 90 years of life was symbolic of the importance the Moravians placed on the full participation of women in community life and on the education of their children.
The second of the villages of Wachovia, Bethania, was laid out in 1759, in part to deal with the crowded conditions brought on by refugees. After only 13 years in the wilderness, some 166 people lived in the two communities. Even in these difficult times the Moravians never lost sight of their master plan for Wachovia. They saw the surrounding forest as a friend, not as any enemy to be pushed back. Johann Christian Reuter, a surveyor, was appointed forester to oversee the cutting of trees. Today we would call him an environmental planner. He drafted an inventory of plants and animals.
Dogswood is so called because it stinks. It grows around the valleys, does not become large, but is hard and is good on the turning lathe. Muskrats are water animals like young fat poodle dogs. Brown like a beaver; smell like musk. The skins are generally sold for young beaver. -Johann Christian Reuter, 1761
The first week of May a panther and a number of wolves were troublesome. Brother Reuter took advantage of the quiet to proceed with his survey of Wachovia, which he would like to finish this year. -Moravian Diarist, 1761
Trade was essential.
People gathered from 50 and 60 miles away to buy pottery, but many came in vain, as the supply was exhausted by noon. We regretted no being able to supply their needs. -Moravian Diarist, 1761
The Moravians reached out beyond their regional markets to the Atlantic market with Europe.
Our wagon and Mr. Hamilton's wagon left for Charlestown, taking three thousand pounds of deerskins, some butter and beaver skins. -Moravian Diarist, March 3, 1763
Bethabara reached its high point of development and population by 1766.
Work soon began on the most ambitious undertaking...the founding of Salem, which was to become the central congregational town.
Monday, a dozen brethren took a wagon and went to the new town site were they cut down the trees where the first house was to stand. -Movian Diarist, February 1766
Settlements began in other parts of Wachovia Friedburg in 1773, Hope in 1776 and Friedland in 1780. Salem became the focal point of Wachovia trade and religious life. It was completed in 1771 and the Wachovia administration moved from Bethabara in 1772. A new Gemeinhaus, or congregational church, still standing today in Bethabara, was built in 1788. But Bethabara as a town had ceased to grow and expand. It was but one of several agricultural villages in Wachovia, with a tavern, church, and a few tradesmen.
After a fire in 1802, the distiller's house was reconstructed. As the years passed, Bethabara became less of a town and more of a farm. Its purpose was to provide food for the residents of Salem. A black slave, Johann Samuel, was named the farm superintendent in 1788. Samuel was granted his freedom in 1801 and allowed to rent land here from the church. The closed local shared economy, with everything owned and controlled through the church, had come to an end after nearly 50 years. Throughout the 1800s, Bethabara continued to decline. By the early 20th century, most of the structures had fallen to ruin, their foundations filled in to expand the farmland. The great mill, after 100 years of use had been abandoned... its original timbers used to build a lumber company in the bustling industrial town of Winston located just to the north of Salem. By the mid 1900s, the frontier settlement was buried beneath a cornfield, the potter's and brewer's houses were private residences. The 1788 church was abandoned for a newer structure nearby.
Today, the sun shines as brightly as when those first crops were planted with a homemade plow. With a great deal of community support and generosity, it is a time capsule; an exceptional park and history and archaeology museum... maintained by the City of Winston-Salem, with the administration costs shard by the city and the County of Forsyth. Many structural foundations have been excavated. Two historic buildings, including the 1788 Gemeinhaus, have been restored, another serves as a craft shop. The palisade fort has been recreated. The garden laid out in 1759 has been reconstructed and is the only documented colonial community garden in the United States.
This tract, between the millsite and the town, is being reclaimed, using bio-engineering techniques to restore the landscape, preserving unusual flora, and creating a wildlife preserve for some of the same types of animals listed by the Moravians in 1764. Traces of the great wagon road, the path through the wilderness the Moravians trekked to found Wachovia, have been preserved. The Moravians improved the road through present-day Forsyth County and thousands of settlers followed them from Pennsylvania in the 1750s and 1760s. Guides give visitors to Historic Bethabara Park a sense of what living on the colonial frontier really meant. Special event weekends throughout the year spotlight Bethabara's relationship with the rest of the young country of America. The character of the Moravian brethren, the enthusiasm of those first men, is the seed that grew to what Winston-Salem prides itself on today.


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When writing an article based on the quantitative analysis of a phenomena, whatever it may be and however novel your analysis, you are not absolved from reading/understanding the conceptual literature (however qualitative) addressing that phenomena. Sure, you might be using a larger dataset than ever used before. Certainly, the previous literature might have been case-study based, and therefore difficult to generalize. But that doesn't give you a pass to just ignore that existing literature.
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