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OSWEGO, NY – For the second race in a row Otto Sitterly parked his Nicotra Racing Supermodified on the front stretch at Oswego Speedway. This time however, Sitterly climbed out of the No. 7 as a five-time champion of the prestigious 75-lap Jim Shampine Memorial event as a part of the Helena Chemical Company Memorial Day Weekend 'Triple-Header' at the 'Steel Palace.'
With a 12th place feature finish on May 11, Sitterly's handicap placed him fifth in the starting order Saturday night.
Methodically working his way to the runner-up position, Sitterly grabbed the point from early leader Kody Graham on lap 45 and steamed on untouched to Turning Stone Resort Casino Victory Lane to claim the Jim Shampine Memorial 75, his second consecutive.
Sitterly's victory Saturday was his fifth Shampine Memorial title, joining wins in 2006, 2009, 2010, and 2012. No other driver has scored more than three victories in the event which has been run at the Speedway since 1991.
Joe Gosek, Dave Gruel, Michael Barnes, Dave Danzer, Michael Muldoon, Tim Jedrzejek, Brandon Bellinger, Jeff Holbrook, and Tim Devendorf completed the top ten finishers.
At race's end Sitterly, who had an altercation two weeks ago in the Novelis Supermodified 'Kick-Off' with the Gruel No. 50, still seemed visibly torn about the May 11 events which saw him leave his racecar on the front straightaway on lap 66, retiring for the evening.
Barely cracking a smile for cameras in victory lane, Sitterly had little to say to infield announcer Keith Zehr after his victory.
"We just took it one lap at a time," said Sitterly. "The car is good."
When asked about his victory pulling him back into a battle for his sixth career Oswego Championship, Sitterly again offered a smooth response; taking a page from the great sports movie classic Bull Durham.
"We're just going to take it one week at a time," said Sitterly.
With the victory, Sitterly now has 25 career Novelis Supermodified wins at Oswego Speedway only one behind 1985 track champion Steve Gioia Jr.
A total of 26 Novelis Supermodifieds were in the pit area Saturday night, with 25 taking the green flag in the Jim Shampine Memorial main event.
Last year's championship runner-up Pat Lavery in the No. 22 was once again one of the fastest racecars in warm-ups, but his night would come to an end far too soon as the engine expired under the hood of his machine dropping him out of the night's action after the qualifying heats.
Graham and Bellinger would lead the strong Novelis Supermodified field to the Cam's NY Pizzeria feature green flag on Saturday night, with Graham quickly shooting to the race lead in the No. 21 Xtreme chassis.
Sitterly, who started inside the third row, immediately dove to the inside of Jeff Locke's No. 37 to pull to fourth on the Speedway and not long after the race's first caution would wave for a spinning Jerry Curran down the back stretch.
Curran made his Oswego debut on Saturday night in the No. 24, looking very good in early warm-ups, running in the 16-second bracket. After spinning backwards on the race's first lap, Curran would continue on.
Another caution would wave on the race's restart, this time for a spinning Jeff Holbrook down the front chute. Holbrook, who won his qualifying heat race earlier in the evening, was running seventh at the time he spun. The No. 35 would head to the pits, but did return to action before the lights went green.
The next restart would stay green for a handful of laps and it would see the Gruel No. 50 hit the fast lane. After starting seventh on the grid, Gruel shot to the topside of the Speedway powering around Locke to fifth, and just one lap later drove around Sitterly into the first turn to take fourth.
Just like two weeks ago Gruel and Sitterly would now be bumper to bumper, and together they worked through the field, next making quick work of the Bellinger No. 02 to charge to third and fourth with both Dan Connors Jr. and race leader Graham in their sights.
After five circuits yet another caution would hit the Speedway and it was again for Curran entering turn three, but this time he would be joined by Dave Cliff in a much more serious incident.
Heading down the back stretch Keith Shampine, who debuted the brand new Chris Osetek No. 55 roadster on Saturday, appeared to slow out of turn two moving to the bottom of the Speedway. As Shampine slowed down the back stretch, Cliff's No. 06 caught the right rear tire of the No. 55 causing the front end of the Gnomey Racing machine to go air born and lose control. Cliff flew across the Speedway directly for the outside steel and caught Curran with him as he tried to roll by on the high side.
Each car would slam the outside steel, sliding passed the third turn pit gate, and eventually scattering a great deal of foam. Unfortunately, the damage had already been done to both the No. 06 and No. 24, who ironically park next to each other in the pit area, as both cars took on massive right front damage.
Most importantly, both drivers exiting their machines under their own power, and were in good condition.
The race's restart would see Graham out in front ahead of Connors, Gruel, Sitterly, Bellinger, Gosek, Locke, Muldoon, Shaun Gosselin, and Michael Barnes in the front ten.
As the lights went green Gruel again found the outside lane, this time sliding passed Connors to take over the runner-up spot, now beginning to give chase to Graham for the race lead.
At this point Gruel appeared as though he would be the car to beat, but Sitterly would soon also get around Connors to move to third in turn four, and the Gosek No. 00 was also lingering.
By lap 15 Graham and Gruel had settled into a bit of a lead over Sitterly, who himself had built a nice cushion over Connors, Gosek, and Gosselin running fourth through sixth. Gosselin, driving the family owned No. 26, looked very good early on but at lap 17 would bring out another caution as he broke out of turn four, stopping on the front straight.
The No. 26 would be pushed to the infield, parking nose first in his pit stall, done for the evening.
The previous restart belonged to Gruel, but the lap 17 restart belonged to the Gosek No. 00 as he pushed to the outside of Connors to move to fourth, now joining a tight four car battle for the race lead with Graham, Gruel, and Sitterly.
It was at this point of the race that dejavu began to set in with Gruel and Sitterly riding second and third, just as they did two weeks ago. Again, Sitterly was un-phased in showing Gruel a wheel low on several occasions from the third turn, all the way to the first turn. Each driver ran clean, leaving plenty of room between each other as Graham continued to power away out front.
A long green flag period would now set in, providing a clear indication of the drivers that had racecars to potentially battle for the win. At one point Graham built a sizeable lead over the dueling duo of Gruel and Sitterly as Gosek began to fade in the No. 00 running fourth. During this stretch Barnes and Muldoon would emerge as top runners after starting 8th and 12th on the grid, as they now rode 5th and 6th respectively.
As the cross flags went in the air showing half-way, Graham's lead began to shrink, and on lap 40 both Gruel and Sitterly had tightened the gap.
On lap 44 Sitterly's persistence would pay off, as he pulled low on Gruel heading into turn one yet again, just like two weeks ago. But this time their cars would not touch, and Sitterly would drive on by to the runner-up position.
One lap later as leader Graham and Sitterly hit lapped traffic, Graham would leave the door open for Sitterly on the low side out of turn two, which was all the No. 7 needed. Sitterly would now be the race's second, and final, leader at lap 45 quickly building a large gap over the field.
As Sitterly mounted as much as a full straightaway lead on the field, the trio of Graham, Gruel, and Gosek battled for second. By this time the Speedway had seen a green flag spell of almost 50 consecutive laps, which forced the handling on several cars to go away.
One car however seemed to improve as the race went on and that was the No. 51 of Muldoon. After a top five finish on May 11, Muldoon seemed poised to chase down Barnes for fifth in the late going, but just as that thought crept into the minds of some the No. 51 would spin out of turn four bringing out the yellow flag at lap 68.
With the long stretch of green flag racing, and an attrition filled night, only seven cars remained on the lead lap with seven laps to go, meaning Muldoon would restart seventh only losing one spot on the Speedway.
With just a handful of laps to go Sitterly led Graham, Gruel, Gosek, Barnes, Danzer, Muldoon, Jefrzejek, Bellinger, and Holbrook in the top ten with Jeedrzejek being the first car a lap down to the field.
It looked as though this order would hold, but that was until the field charged out of turn two on the restart.
The Graham No. 21, which had led 44 laps of the main event, suddenly faltered out of turn two jamming up Gruel on the low side of the Speedway. With Graham and Gruel jammed on the bottom of the track, Gosek powered to the high side taking advantage and passing his way to second in the field behind Sitterly.
Graham immediately pulled the No. 21 pit side.
Initially it was believed that Graham may have run out of fuel, but that was not the case at all. Graham says it was an engine issue, which actually first appeared earlier in the race.
"At about lap 30 or so I lost oil pressure, it dropped to about 40," said Graham. "It felt like I had a parachute behind the car heading down the straightaways and that's when I think they starting to catch back up to me. While we were up to speed during that long run it was ok, but when we had that last yellow and everything cooled down, I pinned it on the restart (out of turn two) and nothing happened."
Despite Gosek now moving into the runner-up position, Sitterly had already built an insurmountable lead, dominating the field for his 5th Shampine title and 25th career Oswego win.
Gosek, who still holds a fond place in his heart for the month of May after competing in the 1996 Indianapolis 500, really wanted a Memorial Day win but had to settle for second.
Gosek talked about the late race pass, shooting from fourth to second in the order.
"Well, I just shot up to the outside, I had nothing to lose," said Gosek. "Unfortunately, Kody (Graham) kind of jammed up Gruel there coming out of two and I just happened to be up there so I could go by them both and that worked out."
After charging through the field early, the long green flag stretch did not help the No. 00.
"The car was good early on, but that long green flag stretch killed the car," said Gosek. "After that caution late it was a whole new car, I don't know if the tires cooled down or what? But at the end we were actually pretty good."
Gruel, who rode for second much of the race, was the first person to congratulate Sitterly in victory lane and soon after talked with Keith Zehr about his run.
"I'll tell you what, we had a hell of a car early on, it was good," said Gruel. "Otto was just a touch better, so congratulations to him. You know, we had a rough night last time between the two of us but he ran me clean tonight, I ran him clean, we gave each other some room and that's how I like to be raced."
Saturday night's Lighthouse Lanes 'Up & Comer' award winner was Michael Muldoon, while Tim Devendorf claimed the Lightouse Lanes 'Hard Charger'.
Shell Shock Custom Helmet Paint heat race wins went to Kody Graham, Jeff Holbrook, and Otto Sitterly.
Oswego Speedway will next be in action on Saturday, June 1 as the "Road to the Championship" continues with Best Western PLUS/Quality Inn and Suites Night at the Races featuring a 50-lap Novelis Supermodified main event and a 30-lap Pathfinder Bank SBS feature.
Grandstand gates will open at 4pm on June 1 with racing beginning at 6:30pm.
For more information on Oswego Speedway visit online at www.oswegospeedway.com or LIKE on Facebook at www.facebook.com/OswegoSpeedway or FOLLOW on Twitter @OswegoSpeedway. Those interested in Speedway video programming online can subscribe to the Speedway's YouTube Channel, 'OswegoSpeedwayOnline'.
To purchase tickets for the 2013 racing season call the Speedway box office at (315) 342-0646.
Saturday, May 25th, 2013
Oswego Speedway
Oswego, NY
Helena Chemical Company Memorial Day Weekend 'Triple-Header'
Saturday, June 1st – Best Western Plus/Quality Inn and Suites "Road to the Championship" – Novelis Supermodified 50/Pathfinder Bank SBS 30
Jim Shampine Memorial Feature (75-laps): 1. 7-OTTO SITTERLY, 2. 00-Joe Gosek, 3. 50-Dave Gruel, 4. 99-Michael Barnes, 5. 52-Dave Danzer, 6. 51-Michael Muldoon, 7. 60-Timmy Jedrzejek, 8. 02-Brandon Bellinger, 9. 35-Jeff Holbrook, 10. 5-Tim Devendorf, 11. 21-Kody Graham, 12. 37-Jeff Locke, 13. 01-Dan Connors Jr., 14. 0-Tim Snyder, 15. 07-Tony Steiner, 16. 3-Brian Sweeney, 17. 26-Shaun Gosselin, 18. 56-Hal LaTulip, 19. 83-Lou LeVea Jr, 20. 23-Clayton Brewer III, 21. 55-Keith Shampine, 22. 06-Dave Cliff, 23. 24-Jerry Curran, 24. 05-Jeff Abold, 25. 66-Lou LeVea Sr.
Lap Leaders: Graham (1-44), Sitterly (45-75)
Lighthouse Lanes "Up & Comer" – Michael Muldoon
Lighthouse Lanes Hard Charger – Tim Devendorf
1st Heat (12-laps/6-Qualify): 1. 21 – Kody Graham, 2. 01 – Dan Connors Jr., 3. 50 – Dave Gruel, 4. 26 – Shaun Gosselin, 5. 0 – Tim Snyder, 6. 60 – Tim Jedrzejek, 7. 23 – Clayton Brewer III, 8. 07 – Tony Steiner, 9. 83 – Lou LeVea Jr.
2nd Heat (12-laps/6-Qualify): 1. 35 – Jeff Holbrook, 2. 37 – Jeff Locke, 3. 99 – Michael Barnes, 4. 52 – Dave Danzer, 5. 3 – Brian Sweeney, 6. 06 – Dave Cliff, 7. 22 – Pat Lavery, 8. 56 – Hal LaTulip
3rd Heat (12-laps/6-Qualify): 1. 7 – Otto Sitterly, 2. 51 – Michael Muldoon, 3. 00 – Joe Gosek, 4. 02 – Brandon Bellinger, 5. 55 – Keith Shampine, 6. 24 – Jerry Curran, 7. 5 – Tim Devendorf, 8. 05 – Jeff Abold
Shell Shock Custom Paints Heat Race Challenge:
Davey Hamilton – 1
Dan Connors Jr. – 1
Tim Jedrzejek – 1
Kody Graham – 1
Jeff Holbrook – 1
Otto Sitterly – 1


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Shootout Turns into Struggle as Sioux Falls Skyforce Win
Through three quarters, the offenses were well-oiled machines. Not so in the fourth as the two teams combined for 25 points as the defenses took over in a 92-88 Sioux Falls Skyforce win over the Maine Red Claws Friday night at the Portland Expo Building.
Henry Walker, formerly known as Bill buried a long three point basket off the dribble near the close of the third period. The bucket was big as it gave the Skyforce (7-2) the lead for good at 78-76. Walker was outstanding with a total stat line of 21 points, 5 rebounds and 3 blocks. The last two points that Walker scored could have been wiped away.
Walker drove the lane and floated up a shot that went through with 3.7 seconds left. However the shot clock reached 0 before Walker released. Strangely neither the buzzer sounder nor did an indicator light illuminate. The officials decided not to review the play and the outcome was decided. Considering Maine was 3 of 16 shooting in the fourth quarter the trends were against a conversion.
Justin Hamilton has worked his way on to the prospect list landing this week at #26 amongst those rating the talent pool in the NBA Development League. The 7-foot center backed up his lofty status with 23 points and 9 rebounds with Charlie Westbrook adding 14 points and 5 rebounds also another steady hand shown by DeAndre Liggins with 13 points, 8 rebounds and 3 steals. Liggins has been on the Prospect Watch all season long with the latest ranking at #11.
Maine (5-3) was paced by 23 points and 8 rebounds off the bench by guard Frank Gaines plus 19 points contributed by guard Kam Taylor. Both teams will play at Springfield for their next outings. The Skyforce will go for their fifth straight win Saturday night while Maine will tussle with the Armor on Sunday.

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Also, to keep this on track: William B. Travis was a ******* idiot.
Sam Houston: "hey, Travis, you should get out of the San Antonio area"
William B. Travis: "naw, I got this ****"
Sam Houston: "No, you dont, you're going to get killed at the Alamo"
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Visit Gatorland and learn more about the number one resident of Florida - the alligator! Gatorland is home to over 4,000 alligators, as well as snakes and other exotic animals. Watch the Gator Wrestling Show or the Gator Jumparoo Show.
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You can also see the Alligator Wrestling Show in a shaded 800-seat stadium. Gator wranglers catch a 6 to 8-foot alligator by hand and climb onto the snapping animals back to point out survival features to the audience. After doing stunts that only few are brave (or foolish) enough to try, the alligator is rolled over and put to sleep...only to be awakened by a tickle!
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It's Week 4 of the Deadcast, and we continue our extremely slow progress into something barely resembling a polished, professional broadcast. Helping the cause this week is our guest.
Yes, it's Pro Football Talk editor and the original inspiration behind the Great Moments In Sports Poop History series, Mike Florio.
I talk with Florio about the genesis of his site and the Internet contributions of bored lawyers the world over, why working at home turns everyone into Jack Torrance at some point, Florio's self-published football sci-fi novel (He never told me the title of it. I bet "OUR QUARTERBACK IS A CYBORG!" is a close guess), and why the NFL needs to institute corporal punishment.
From there, we move onto the Cutler deal and how Bus Cook ended up stealing the "NFL's #1 douchebag agent" title from Drew Rosenhaus, the Seahawks' sudden urge to draft a QB, how the draftee evaluation process is designed to make prospects eventually fuck up, the intimidating nature of letterhead, and why the bloated rookie salary scale is hurting the entertainment value of the Draft.
And of course, we discuss Terry Bradshaw's unfortunate nondeath. It's 50 minutes that might actually end up entertaining you. I even learn halfway through to NOT step on every goddamn word the guest says. Miraculous.
This week's podcast is available for your listening pleasure right here. You can also find the new Deadcast in the iTunes Music Store here. Special thanks to Liberated Syndication for hosting us. Got an email you want read over the air? Send it to me here. Now sit back, relax, and allow me to penetrate your ears with my girthy vibrato.


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|System: PC, PS3, Xbox 360*
|Dev: Winning Eleven Productions
|Pub: Konami Digital Entertainment
|Release: September 25, 2012
|Players: 1-7
|Screen Resolution: 480p-1080p
It's much the same with the game's audio. Though PES 2013 does have a greatly improved soundtrack when compared with last year's game, there's not much different in terms of effects. However, what changes have been made are adequate. Jim Beglin, Jon Champion, and the like recorded a few new lines for good measure and it seems the sounds on the field have been toned down significantly. The crowd seems a bit more alive now as well, responding at a moment's notice to the changes on the field.
What's interesting about all of these additions is that on the whole they haven't convinced me that this is an all-new game. That's not to say that PES 2013 is bad. It isn't. It's easily the best football sim that I've ever played. But it isn't leaps and bounds ahead of PES 2012. It's Konami's own fault, too. They set out to make the best football sim every time they release an entry in the series and for the most part they succeed, as they have here.
Even so, partway through my time with the review I was struggling to see the differences here. They're there but they're for the enthusiast, the player that simply has to have the latest version of Winning Eleven. These people don't need convincing. They've had they're pre-orders lined up for quite some time. It's down to Konami to convince the rest of the gaming population to part with their cash. Here, I don't think that they've done that.
For everyone that absolutely needs to have the latest game from their favorite series, here it is. You don't need convincing. If you haven't played a Pro Evolution game since 2011 pick this one up. It's different enough to be worth it. Those who take the plunge will find a wealth of options to choose from, extreme attention to detail, and what is arguably the best simulation soccer in the industry. Everyone else should probably wait to see what Konami has planned for next generation.
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About this time each year ride manufacturers and theme park operators gather in Orlando, Fla., for the International Assn. of Amusement Parks and Attractions trade show.
> Photos: Ride makers unveil new attractions at IAAPA show
Ride makers use the annual IAAPA show to announce attractions for the coming year and unveil ride concepts they hope will become the next big industry sensation.
You can catch in-depth video and photo updates from the IAAPA show floor at Theme Park Review and Screamscape.
Here's a roundup of the biggest attraction announcements to come out from IAAPA this past week:
Gravity Group will add a barrel roll to the Hades wooden roller coaster at Wisconsin's Mt. Olympus in 2013. Dubbed the world's first all-wooden looping coaster, the rechristened Hades 360 will feature an 800-foot tunnel with a 90-degree underground turn in complete darkness.
The Meg-a-blaster speed slide coming to Schlitterbahn Kansas City (Kan.) in 2013 will be the tallest and fastest water ride of its kind. While few details have been released, Meg-a-blaster will top the 135-foot-tall and 65 mph Insano slide at Beach Park in Brazil, the current record holder.
In an announcement timed to coincide with the IAAPA Expo, Europa Park unveiled plans for several Arthur and the Invisibles attractions based on the animated movie by French director Luc Besson that will include a roller coaster and a carousel. The German theme park serves as a proving ground for parent company Mack Rides, which will build the dark ride set to open in 2014.
Turkish-based Polin plans to install the first Surf Safari water slide at the Cowabunga Bay water park in Las Vegas. Set to debut in 2013, Surf Safari will feature a parabolic-shaped bowl with a waterfall cascading from the lip of a curling wave.
Premier Rides teased a new Deep Space ride for 2013 reportedly opening at an amusement park in India that combines a launch coaster with a dark ride.
Missouri's Silver Dollar City unveiled the new stagecoach-inspired trains for the Missouri's theme park's Outlaw Run looping wooden coaster being built by Rocky Mountain Construction Co.
Likewise, SeaWorld Orlando showed off its new trackless vehicles for the Florida marine park's upcoming Antarctica: Empire of the Penguin attraction.
A number of ride manufacturers also used the IAAPA convention to showcase prototype attractions in hopes of attracting buyers. The highlights:
Great Coasters International has drawn up plans for a Back Track wooden shuttle coaster concept similar to the steel Boomerang coasters found at many theme parks. After hoisting a train backward up a lift hill, the shuttle coaster travels forward along the track until it reaches a second lift hill. The train then completes the circuit in reverse.
S&S International has teamed up with U.S. Thrill Rides for a pair of observation towers with a twist. The Polercoaster features coaster trains and the Skyspire incorporates Ferris wheel gondolas that spiral around the tower.
Mack Rides tweaked its Twist 'n' Splash tea cup-style water ride with a scale model on display at the show that replaced the typical four-person ride vehicles with a trio of much larger pirate ships armed with water cannons.
Moser Rides showcased a relatively new concept on the IAAPA floor that combines a halfpipe-style attraction with a ride vehicle that resembles an oversized surfboard. A pair of riders stand on each surfboard as they rock back and forth at the base of a pendulum arm. A version of the ride known as Halfpipe Tokyo is in operation at the Sega Joyopolis in Japan.
Zamperla has joined forces with Triotech on a 7-D theater attraction (that's four more than 3-D, if you're counting) that promises tilting and rotating seats, special effects, laser guns and large-scale curved screens. A version of the 7-D theater experience is in operation at San Francisco's Pier 39.
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NEW ORLEANS, Oct. 21 (UPI) -- Cyberbullying only rarely is the sole factor identified in teen suicides, with many victims also suffering from depression, U.S. researchers suggest.
Dr. John C. LeBlanc, a professor at Dalhousie University in Halifax, Nova Scotia, said cyberbullying -- the use of the Internet, phones or other technologies to repeatedly harass or mistreat peers -- is often linked with teen suicide in media reports.
LeBlanc and colleagues searched the Internet for reports of youth suicides where cyberbullying was a reported a factor and also collected demographics.
The researchers identified 41 suicide cases -- 24 female, 17 male, ages 13-18 -- from the United States, Canada, Britain and Australia. Twenty-four percent of the teens were the victims of homophobic bullying, with half of those teens identified as homosexual and the other half identified as heterosexual or of unknown sexual preference.
Seventy-eight percent of the adolescents who committed suicide were bullied both at school and online, and only 17 percent were targeted online only. A mood disorder was reported in 32 percent of the teens, and depression symptoms in an additional 15 percent, LeBlanc, the study author, said.
"Cyberbullying is a factor in some suicides, but almost always there are other factors such as mental illness or face-to-face bullying," LeBlanc said in a statement. "Cyberbullying usually occurs in the context of regular bullying."
The findings were presented at the American Academy of Pediatrics National Conference and Exhibition in New Orleans.


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Well, we've received and hived our first package today! This morning I was fixing breakfast before going to work and the dogs started barking. I looked out and saw the mail carrier's Jeep coming up the drive. She was as excited as we were! She'd made a special trip out to deliver the package before going back to the post office to load up for her regular deliveries.
This package is from Gold Star Honeybees, raised on small-cell and treatment-free. It was cool this morning when delivered so they were a bit subdued. Not a lot of dead bees, either. I showed them to my wife and put them down in the basement on top of the freezer to wait until I got home.
I managed to get home a little bit early. We were excited. I wired a piece of brood comb bought from GSH to a bar I'd brought in previously. We gathered up our things for the walk out to the hive. I brought the bees up from the basement and set them down in the family room. Several of our cats came to have a look but didn't get too close. We put our tools and stuff (feeder and jars, notebook, etcetera) in a box (we really need to get a good plastic box to keep this stuff in) and walked on out. The temperature was about 67 and cloudy.
At the hive we loosened up the strap we have holding it down and opened the lid. We took out some bars and moved the follower board over a bit to accommodate the feeder. I placed the bar with the brood in place and we started to get down to the hiving process—but first I took a photo of Rhonda with the package.
I opted to let Rhonda do most of the hiving as she probably won't be here this weekend when I'm expecting to pick up our second package. She started to go at the cover when I remembered we hadn't done anything to distract the bees. She'd wanted to go with spraying the bees with syrup and I'd wanted to brush the screen, but I'd forgotten to bring out a container of syrup whereas she'd brought the sprayer. Unfortunately, she found that the sprayer had clogged and wouldn't spray anything but a stream. I went back to the garage and got out a new paint brush. I poured syrup from the spray bottle onto the brush and started painting the screens. The hum of the bees dropped quite a bit! Once they were calmed down a bit we pulled the syrup can out, and then the queen cage.
We looked into the queen cage and Rhonda noted that the queen was fine, but all but one of her attendants were dead—and one of those was imbedded in the candy. We'd been going back and forth on doing a direct release or hanging the queen from a bar (I wanted the direct release, but said that if we hung it from a bar it should be in front of the comb we put in.) Well, with things being the way they were in the cage we opted for a direct release.
Rhonda bumped the package a couple of times to get the bees down on the bottom, then started shaking them into the hive. Once she had most of them out I tried to pull the end cork from the cage, but it slipped inside instead. It went to one side. I held the cage down in the hive and the queen came out and disappeared into the mass of bees. I dropped the cage in so the remaining attendant could get out and to have as much of the queen's scent in the hive as possible. That done, we gently placed the remaining top bars into place. Bees were flying all around us. We closed the lid, and looked into the hive from the observation window. We couldn't see much other than a bunch of bees, so that was that. We went around the front of the hive and Rhonda placed the package on the ground below the entrance. We then stood back and watched, grinning at each other from time to time.
The bees that were outside the hive started landing around the entrance, with some going on in. Eventually there were quite a few gathered there. From time to time a bee poked her head out of the entrance, but for the most part they were going on in. There was a nice, steady buzz coming from the hive. Nothing that sounded overly excited, just a nice buzz. We took a few pictures, walked away from the hive a bit and brushed of the few bees that were staying with us, and watched as one of our dogs snapped at bees in the air. She's always snapped at flying things, including bumblebees, but this time I think she got one. I don't think she liked it.
One key thing that you might have noticed here was a complete lack of mention of a smoker! Nothing about problems getting it lit, nothing about using one at all. That's because we completely forgot about it! We never felt a need for it during the entire process. That doesn't mean we shouldn't have had it handy or that we're against using a smoker—we'd simply forgotten.
So there it is… our first package has been hived. We're excited and looking forward to seeing how they get on in their new digs!


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The E.B. and Bertha C. Ball Center on Minnetrista Boulevard has been a Muncie landmark since it was completed in 1907 by Mr. and Mrs. E.B. Ball.
For 50 years, Nebosham, as the house was originally named, was the family home of Mr. and Mrs. Ball and their children. After Mrs. Ball's death in 1957, the house remained unused until 1963, when it was leased to Ball State University.
In 1975, the Ball Brothers Foundation gave the property to the Ball State University Foundation for use by Ball State University as a continuing education facility. The gift included major renovation by the Ball Brothers Foundation, and in 1977 the house, then rechristened the Minnetrista Center for Nontraditional Adult Studies, opened its doors as an academic building.
In 1986, the facility was renamed the E.B. and Bertha C. Ball Center for University and Community Programs, and it is still serving the university and the public.
Magna cum Murder Writing Festival is an annual event that draws murder mystery writers and fans from all over the United States and abroad.
For more information, e-mail the director or call 765-285-8975.
The mission of the E.B. and Bertha C. Ball Center is to provide stimulating intellectual opportunities for all persons from the university or East Central Indiana communities. These low- and no-cost programs, classes, seminars, and workshops, presented in an informal learning environment, serve as a symbol of the university's commitment to public service and community outreach.


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Welcome to Scooters Originali
The name Scooters Originali and that of our owner, Gene Merideth, has been synonymous with Vespa and Lambretta scooters on America's east coast for over 25 years. We are one of the USA's oldest scooter shops and restoration houses, supplying spare parts for all Vespa and Lambretta scooters from 1946 till the Vespa P series or the Lambretta GP. Gene can restore your project to museum quality, just like it was remanufactured and freshly rolled off the factory line.
A sample of our vintage scooter restorations can be seen at the Museum Of Modern Art in NYC.
Scooters Originali's employees are all scooter riders, believing that the scooter is the most enjoyable form of transport ever made. With our combined years of riding and wrenching experience, Scooters Originali is sure to be able to help you with your vintage scooter, regardless of which scooter. Our knowledge of both Vespa and Lambretta is unequaled in the USA.
Talk to the experts, whether you're buying all the parts you need for restoring your Vespa at home or having us restore your prized Lambretta project. Use our vast experience to help you. We are always here to assist our customers with technical advice and when you buy parts from us, you're only a phone call or e-mail away from receiving the technical help you might need. The parts we sell are the same ones we use on our in house restorations, so you know you're buying quality, as well as having Gene's encylopedic knowledge of vintage Vespa and Lambretta at your disposal.
When you buy parts from us, or commission us to remanufacture and restore your prized Vespa or Lambretta, you know you are paying for the very best.


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Syracuse G Carter-Williams to enter NBA Draft
Syracuse, NY – Syracuse sophomore guard Michael Carter- Williams has decided to enter the 2013 NBA Draft.
"Michael has informed me of his intention to enter the NBA Draft," Syracuse head coach Jim Boeheim said. "He's coming off a tremendous season and we appreciate all he's done for Syracuse basketball. We wish Michael the best of luck as he pursues a pro career."
Carter-Williams started all 40 games for the Orange this season and averaged 11.9 points, 7.3 assists and 2.78 steals per contest.
Syracuse finished 30-10 overall and lost to eventual runner-up Michigan in the semifinals of the NCAA Tournament.


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psike wrote:Had the pleasure of sharing dinner on Sunday evening with the oldest female rider to complete the ACE250 to date. I can't remember so much infectious enthusiasm at having completed a ride - so a (deserved) sense of accomplishment. This lady has done the raid in the past so knew what was in store with the back o'falls. I was amused by her story about having to get off and walk on the Falls climb, only to realise it would probably be easier to change off the big chain ring.
I also had the fortune of riding Hotham earlier in the week with Tony, in his 70s, a long time Audaxer and now volunteer. He was coaching a young guy up the hill who'd never ridden a decent hill before, and in the week of the Semaine Federale conquered both Buffalo and Hotham. The discussion over a beer back in Bright with another gentleman in his 70s who was attempting the ACE and feeling much more confident after his day on Hotham.
When the strong riders fly past I look with envy, but it's Audax. Time doesn't matter as long as it's within the brevet time. Ride time is irrelevant, it's elapsed time that matters because it's Audax. The Lantern Rouge reminds us that the inspiring riders are at the back of the bunch, not the front.
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Small Cool 2010: Jason & Jeff's 'Cocktail Party Perfect'
Who Lives Here: Jason & Jeff
Location: Toronto, Ontario — Canada
Size: 613 square feet
What is your favorite element of your Small & Cool home?I have to say, I love our velvet floor-to-ceiling eggplant drapes. When I saw the fabric, I knew it was perfect. There's something about custom window coverings that makes a cookie-cutter-condo feel special, like couture for your apartment.
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What was one of the biggest challenges you faced in furnishing your Small Cool home? I wasn't sure how I would fit all of our needs: a formal living, an ultra informal cozy place, and a dining area into the very small space allocated. We managed to max-out our living area by using a very small, round bistro table (it's usually just us anyway) and by walking the line between formal and informal in our living area. A large upholstered ottoman and a comfy couch makes it perfect for RuPaul's Drag Race marathons, but the collection of lovely armchairs and dramatic drapes makes the room cocktail-party-perfect.
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Name: Nate Waddoups
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Ultimately I would like to build a walking robot with which to harass neighborhood canines, but that's not a pressing need. Meantime, I am working on robot simulation software - see http://www.natew.com/juice/ for details.
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Recent blog entries by NateW
Did some experimenting with bluetooth and bandwidth, by creating a BT server that receives 40-byte packets and replies with 40-byte packets, similar to what the Gumstix is doing on my biped, but without any actual processing. My hope was to get more bandwidth by using a raw bluetooth socket instead of building on top of the bluetooth serial port profile, but alas, the SPP overhead is apparently negligible.
I can up the packets to 80 bytes and still get 60 frames per second between my desktop and my laptop, but on the gumstix I am stuck at about 15 fps even with the raw socket approach.
On a related note, one of my Gumstix is booting Windows CE now, so the above testing was all done with C#. Unfortunately, debugging requires either USB or ethernet and my biped has room for neither, so I need to figure out a way around that (ActiveSync over bluetooth?) before I reflash the Gumstix in the biped to boot CE as well.
Currently the CE-on-Gumstix stuff is only usable by people with Platform Builder (Microsoft's CE development suite), which is pretty expensive. But with any luck, that will change in the not-too-distant future.
Turns out I didn't kill the servo controller after all. Far as I can tell, it was just getting confused by the ~3 volts leaking through the voltage regulator while the Gumstix/Robostix combo booted. I guess by the time the Gumstix turned on the Robostix voltage regulator, the servo controller had given up due to the brown-out. The more recent Gumstix boot loader turns on the voltage regular almost immediately, and the servo controller is happy.
The gyro/accelerometer board isn't mounted yet (hence the open space above the battery pack), and I want to move the battery cells out to the arms, and there's a big mess of wires hanging out the back, but the pile of parts looks like a robot again. It's just hanging from the test stand in those pictures, but hopefully it will stand on its own before too long.
I put my biped back together, and got all of the servos moving (just one at at time) via bluetooth, and they I killed the servo controller right before Robothon. The new servo controller got here last week, but I want to re-do the power distribution before I install it. It would be nice to be able to turn the servo controller on and off from the Gumstix (and maybe the servos themselves too). I'm still thinking that over...
Question for Bram V:
How does Lucy balance laterally? I can't see any side-to-side weight shift - is the lateraly movement very small, or is Lucy's top end attached to something? Great video by the way, the leg movements are very smooth.
It was a bit of a struggle to get bluetooth working right on the Gumstix, and it paid off. The Gumstix forms a bluetooth personal area network with my laptop when the Gumstix boots, so I can SSH into it for administration and monitoring. The laptop can also open a serial connection via bluetooth to send commands to the Gumstix, which forwards them to the servo controller. I don't even have to be in the same room. :-)
The robot is spread out all over my workbench as I write this, but it's almost time to put it back together again.
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Dallas County, Texas is located in northeastern Texas and includes the city of Dallas and a number of other smaller communities. It was founded in the mid-1800s, and has been known for its fashion, ranching and farming marketplaces.
Parent County
1846--Dallas County was created 30 March 1846 from Robertson and Nacogdoches Counties. County seat: Dallas [1]
Boundary Changes
Record Loss
1880--Courthouse interior destroyed by fire. Courthouse was rebuilt adding a third story to the building.[2]
1890--Courthouse destroyed by fire on 7 February 1890. All records were saved except those of the 44th District Court. [3]
Populated Places
Addison, Arcadia Park, Audelia, Balch Springs, Bethard, Bethel, Bobwyn, Bouchard, Buckingham, Carrollton, Cedar Hill, Cedarview, Centerville, Cockrell Hill, Cole, Combine, Coppell, Dallas, Dalrock, De Soto, Duncanville, Eagle Ford, Estelle, Farmers Branch, Field Circle Interchange, Florence Hill, Fruitdale, Garland, Gifford, Glen Heights, Grand Prairie, Grapevine, Gribble, Highland Park, Hutchins, Irving, Kenwood, Kingswood, Kleberg, Lakeland Heights, Lakeview, Lancaster, Lawson, Ledbetter Hills, Lewisville, Liberty Grove, Meaders, Mesquite, Naaman, New Hope, Oak Cliff, Oldham, Ovilla, Patrick, Pleasant Grove, Pleasant Run, Pleasant Valley, Prestonwood, Rawlins, Red Bird Addition, Reinhardt, Richardson, River Oaks, Rose Hill, Rowlett, Rylie, Sachse, Sargent, Seagoville, Shady Grove, Shamrock, Shiloh, Sowers, Sunnyvale, Trinity Mills, Tripp, University Park, Urbandale, Village, Westwood Park, White Rock, Wilmer, Woodland Hills, Wylie, Zacha Junction
Neighboring Counties
Anderson Family Cemetery | Antioch Cemetery | Balch Springs Cemetery | Bear Creek Cemetery | Beatty Family Cemetery | Beeman Memorial Cemetery | Bennett Family Cemetery (inside Laurel Oaks Cemetery) | Big "A" Cemetery Find a Grave | Big "A" Cemetery BillionGraves | Big Springs Cemetery US Genweb | Big Springs Cemeetery BillionGraves [ | Blewett Cemetery | Bowens Cemetery | Brickyard Community Cemetery | Brookhaven Cemetery | Calvary Cemetery | Calvary Hill Cemetery | Cameron Cemetery | Cartwright Cemetery | Caruth Pioneer Cemetery | Abraham Carver Cemetery | Albert Carver Family Cemetery | Carver Memorial Park | T. Carver Cemetery | Catholic Cemetery | Catlett Cemetery | Cedarlawn Memorial Park | Chapman Cemetery | Chenault Family Cemetery | Coats Cemetery | Cochran Chapel Cemetery | Cockrell Cemetery | Collins-Chenault Cemetery | Confederate Cemetery, | Cottonwood Cemetery | Coventry Cemetery |Cox Cemetery | Crawford's Tornado Graveyard | Crow Family Cemetery | Crown Hill Memorial Park | Cumby/Webster/Bailey Family Cemetery | Curtis Family Cemetery | Dallas City Cemetery / City Paupers' Cemetery A-L, M-Z | Daniel Cemetery | DeSoto Cemetery | Dowdy Ferry Road Cemetery | Edgewood Cemetery | Elam Family Cemetery | Emanu-El Cemetery | Farmers Branch/Keenan Cemetery | Ferris Cemetery | Fields Cemetery | Fish Trap Cemetery / La Reunion Cemetery | Five Mile Cemetery (Ledbetter & allied families) | Five Mile Cemetery | Florence Family Cemetery | Floyd Pioneer Cemetery | Floyd-Taylor Family Cemetery | Forest Lawn Cemetery | Freedman's Memorial Park Cemetery | Frost Cemetery | Fuget Cemetery | Garland Cemetery | Garland Memorial Cemetery | Garland Cemetery (Masonic Section) | Garvin Memorial Cemetery | Glen Oak Memorial Cemetery | Glenn Family Cemetery | Glover Cemetery | Grand Prairie Memorial Gardens and Mausoleum| Gravel Slough Cemetery | Greenwood Cemetery | Grove Hill Memorial Park | Haley Memorial Cemetery | Harrington Cemetery | Haught Cemetery | Heath Family Cemetery | Hebrew Cemetery | Holy Redeemer Catholic Cemetery | Homecoming Cemetery | Honey Springs Cemetery | Horton Cemetery | Housley Cemetery | Hustead Cemetery | Hutchins Memorial Cemetery | IOOF Cemetery | Jones-McShan Cemetery | Jordan/Hight Cemetery | Kinnard Family Cemetery | Kleberg Cemetery | Knights of Pythias Cemetery | La Reunion Cemetery / Fish Trap Cemetery | Lagow Cemetery | Laudermilk/Axe Cemetery | Laurel Land Memorial Park | Laurel Oaks Memorial Park | Ledbetter Family Cemetery | Lee Cemetery | Letot Cemetery | Lisbon Cemetery | Little Bethel Memorial Park | Long Creek Cemetery | Loving Family Cemetery | Lumley Cemetery | Lyons Cemetery | Marsh Cemetery | McCree Cemetery (Rootsweb) McCree Cemetery (BillionGraves) | McKinney Family Cemetery | Merrell Cemetery | Merrifield Cemetery | Mesquite City Cemetery | Miller Cemetery | Mills Cemetery | Mobley Cemetery | Mooneyham-Sparkman Family Cemetery | Motley Cemetery | Mount Auburn Cemetery | Mount Calvary Cemetery | Myers Family Cemetery | New Hope Cemetery | Northhaven Park Cemetery | Oak Cliff Cemetery | Oak Grove Memorial Park | Old Letot Cemetery | Old Oak Cliff Cemetery | Oakland Cemetery (Findagrave) | Oakland Cemetery (BillionGraves) | Overton Family Cemetery | Parrish Cemetery | Patrick-Pruitt Cemetery | Pioneer Park Cemetery | Pleasant Mound Cemetery | Pleasant Valley Cemetery | Porter Cemetery | Potter Cemetery | Pruitt Cemetery | Ramsey Cemetery, Rawlins Cemetery,Restland_Memorial_Park, Rhodes Cemetery | Riley Cemetery A-H, I-Z | Roselawn Memorial Gardens | Rowlett Cemetery | Sachse Cemetery | Sacred Heart Cemetery | Saint Joseph's Cemetery, Samuell/Crawford Memorial Park | Scott Family Cemetery | Shady Grove Cemetery | Shearith Israel Cemetery | Slapfoot Cemetery | Smith Cemetery | Snyder-Kennedy Family Cemetery | Sowers Cemetery | Sparkman-Hillcrest Memorial Park | Southland Cemetery | Stadden Cemetery | Tarver Family Cemetery | Temple Emanu-El Cemetery | Tennessee Cemetery | Tompkins Family Cemetery | Trees Cemetery | Trinity Cemetery | Vincent Cemetery | Webb Chapel Cemetery | Wentworth Family Cemetery | Western Heights Cemetery | Wheatland Cemetery | White Rock Garden of Memories Cemetery | Woodland Cemetery NOTE: This list is incomplete. For example the Grand Prairie City Cemetery is not listed yet has over 800 people burried there.
Link to Map to Dallas County Cemeteries
LDS Ward and Branch Records
- Dallas
Dallas County was organized in 1846.The first court established for civil matters was the 14th District Court. Additional courts have been established: 14th, 44th, 68th, 95th, 101st, 116th, 134th, 160th, 162nd, 191st, 192nd, 193rd, and 298th. Records for the first five civil courts have been microfilmed
Fold3.com ($) has Dallas City Directories 1878-1923 (8 yrs. missing) available online.
Land Records
Land records have been microfilmed and are only available on the second floor of the Records Building, 501 Main Street in downtown Dallas.
The following land records are available in the Genealogy Section of the J. Erik Jonsson Central Library.
- Dallas County Deeds – 1846–1899, Grantor and Grantee Index - 112 rolls microfilm
- Texas General Land Office – Abstracts of all original land titles comprising Texas land titles to Aug 31, 1845 - 8 rolls microfilm and 76 microfiche
- Abstracts of original titles of record in the General Land Office, Texas General Land Office ( 333.3 T355A)
- "A Cross File of Grantors and Grantees of Town Property of Dallas 1846–1856," abstracted in the DGS publication The Quarterly (March 1966)
Local Histories
- History of Dallas County, Texas: From 1837 to 1887, 1887, by John Henry Brown. Digitized book online at archive.org.
- Memorial and Biographical History of Dallas County, Texas, published 1892, online at The Portal To Texas History. Digitized book online at archive.org: Volume 1 Volume 2
- Dallas County Maps from Texas General Land Office
- Texas Counties Map. Click on the county to go to the TXGenWeb site.
- The Dallas Morning News
- Genealogy Bank - Read years of old copies of the Dallas Morning News online (subscription service).
Probate packets have been indexed from 1846 - 1906. The index and packets are available through the Family History Library and Family History Centers, with films beginning with 1266753.
Dallas County Tax Rolls, 1846-1896 are available through the Family History Library and Family History Centers on films 2282008-2282009 and 2282160-2282163. Dallas County Tax Lists from 1846 are also available online at www.FamilySearch.org. Some of the documents are difficult to read due to dark documents and faded ink.
Vital Records
- Dallas County Marriage Record Alphabetical Index, 1846 - 1963, is available on microfilm in the Genealogy Section of the Dallas Public Library.
- Marriage Book O is available on the Dallas Genealogical Society Web site.
- Application for Copy of Marriage Record. Copies of marriage records can be obtained from the County Clerk's office. Instructions, plus the form to use, are on the County's web site, but not easily located. Click on this title link and scroll down to the bottom of the page.
- Texas divorces were originally handled by the Texas Congress from 1837 to 1841. District courts began to handle divorces in 1841. Abstracts of the 14th District Court (Dallas County) Minute Book A are available on the Dallas Genealogical Society Web site.
- Dallas County District Court Civil Case Papers have been microfilmed. They are available on the 7th floor Texas/Dallas History Dept. of the J. Erik Jonsson Central Library, through interlibrary loan from the Texas State Library and Archives or through a local Family History Center. These are in order by case number, but there is an index. Check the TSL information for a description.
- Texas Divorce Index, 1968-2002 available online from Ancestry.com ($). The Dallas Public Library has a library account to Ancestry.com which may be searched for free in the 8th floor Genealogy Department of the J. Erik Jonsson Central Library. The Dallas Public Library also has the divorce index on microfiche.
- Divorces, Dallas County, TX, 1846–1905, abstracted by Jim Monaghan (929.37642 M734D), is also available at the Dallas Public Library.
- Texas Deaths, 1890-1976 (FamilySearch) - The name index was created by FamilySearch and is tied to images of the Texas death certificates. Few certificates are available prior to 1903 and in many counties prior to 1910. Fold3.com also has Texas Deaths, 1890-1976 ($) available online.
- Texas Death Index, 1964-1998 (FamilySearch) - Index to Texas statewide death certificates covering 4 million deaths since 1964.
- Dallas County Mortality Schedules for 1850, 1860 and 1870 are available on the Dallas Genealogical Society Website.
Societies and Libraries
- Dallas Genealogical Society
- Dallas Historical Society
- Dallas Jewish Historical Society
- Dallas County Pioneer Association
- Bridwell Library at Southern Methodist University
- Dallas Public Library, Genealogy Section
- Dallas Public Library, Texas/Dallas History
- The Lancaster Genealogical Society
- Grand Prairie Genealogical Society The Grand Prairie Genealogical Society covers parts of the City in two counties. About 2/3 of Grand Prairie are in Dallas County with the remaining 1/3 in Tarrant County. However, this is based on modern boundaries. Before WW II (when Grand Prairie boomed due to, among other things, moving a major avaition plant from Connecticut to Texas) all of Grand Prairie was in Dallas County. As far as I know, GP is not one of the cities in Dallas County that was allowed to record its own vital events.
Family History Centers
- Introduction to LDS Family History Centers
- Dallas Texas Family History Center (Duncanville)
- Dallas Texas East Family History Center
- Lewisville Texas Family History Center
- Richardson Texas Family History Center
Web Sites
- USGenWeb - Dallas, Texas
- US GenWeb Archives
- Jim Wheat's Dallas County, Texas Archives
- Family History Library Catalog
- ↑ The Handybook for Genealogists: United States of America,10th ed. (Draper, UT:Everton Publishers, 2002).
- ↑ GenDisasters.com Dallas, TX Courthouse Fire, Feb 1890 http://www3.gendisasters.com/texas/10185/dallas-tx-courthouse-fire-feb-1890
- ↑ GenDisasters.com Dallas, TX Courthouse Fire, Feb 1890 http://www3.gendisasters.com/texas/10185/dallas-tx-courthouse-fire-feb-1890


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What is it?
The 2014 Kia Forte Koup is the eye-catching coupe version of the redesigned 2014 Kia Forte sedan.
We knew Kia was onto something with the previous Forte, a stylish, capable car that really put the upstart Korean automaker on the small-car map. But there were still some rough edges, including forgettable engines and a bland interior, so Kia went back to the drawing board. We saw the first fruit of this labor, the dynamic 2014 Forte sedan, at the LA Auto Show a few months back, and now it's the two-door Forte Koup's time to shine in New York.
With the outgoing Forte Koup, we always felt like there was a "but..." when we recommended it, but there are no "buts" about the new one. The 2014 Kia Forte Koup is quite simply one of the most appealing compact coupes we've seen yet.
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Pricing for the 2014 Koup hasn't been revealed yet, and it's hard to project the premium Kia might charge over the less-appealing outgoing model. Currently, the 2013 Forte Koup starts around $18,000 and tops out at about $21,000. Given Kia's reputation for value, we don't expect huge price increases for 2014, but at the same time, the redesigned Koup's upgrades -- particularly with the turbocharged -- will allow it to play in a higher league.
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The 2014 Forte Koup should arrive in Kia dealerships this fall.
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The 2014 Forte Koup is just plain sexy -- and now it's got alluring engines and a nicer interior, too.
In truth, the new Koup's styling isn't the biggest news here, because the original Koup was already pretty good looking. What's really notable about the 2014 Koup is what's beneath that sultry sheet metal.
First of all, even the entry-level EX model now comes with a cool engine, namely, a 2.0-liter 4-cylinder that generates a healthy 173 horsepower thanks to direct injection. As for the range-topping SX, the uninspiring old 2.4-liter engine has been ditched in favor of a turbocharged 1.6-liter motor that pumps out 201 hp and 195 lb-ft of torque. This is essentially the same engine that powers the Hyundai Veloster Turbo, and we love its sporty power in that car, so it should be a perfect match for the Forte Koup.
Expect fuel economy above 30 mpg for the SX, while 40 mpg is a distinct possibility for the EX.
The other newsworthy item is the overhauled cabin, where higher-quality materials and a re-imagined dashboard should combine to create an upscale, even trendy vibe. As you'd expect of a Kia, the list of standard and available features is generous, including xenon headlights, connectivity options galore, and a 10-way power driver seat with heating and cooling.
Other cars to consider:
Honda Civic Coupe: Always a popular choice in this class, the Civic coupe continues to appeal thanks to up-to-date features and Honda's strong reputation for reliability.
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Scion tC: Treated to some upgrades of its own for 2014, the Toyota-built Scion tC remains a stylish and smart two-door choice.
Used Subaru BRZ: The recently introduced BRZ and its Scion FR-S sibling will soon start to trickle onto used-car lots, and we'd jump at the chance to enjoy their classic sports-car handling for the price of a new compact coupe.
Used MINI Cooper: Highly appealing as a certified pre-owned option, the MINI Cooper offers stellar fuel economy, hatchback convenience, a fun-to-drive personality, and of course that inimitable MINI style.
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One of my great-grandfathers, James Shepley, was born in Saco, Maine, in 1826, went to Bowdoin College, and set up a law practice in the frontier town of Red Cloud, Minnesota, where he had a hand in the writing of the state constitution. In his mid-thirties, he won a Civil War commission as an aide to a cousin of his, General George Shepley, but he contracted malaria and was confined for months to a hospital in New Orleans. Back home at last and eager to recover his health, he became a farm manager in Naples, Maine. He was married by this time, with three children, and in 1873, hoping to improve the Shepley fortunes, he bought into a sheep ranch near Fresno, California, and went west with a friend. He planned to bring his family out to join him, once he got settled. One spring night in 1874, while sleeping at a camp at Little Dry Creek, he was murdered—garroted with a piece of wire. Two Portuguese sheepherders were tried for the crime but acquitted; there was no evidence of a robbery or suggestion of some other motive, and the case was dropped. The mystery was never cleared up.
His widow, Mary Barrows Shepley, now abruptly deprived of income, moved to a house in Boston with her children and began taking in boarders. An impoverished gentility was preserved, though just barely, and rescue arrived at last as if from the pages of Jane Austen. One of the boarders, a young businessman named Charles Sergeant, fell in love with the youngest Shepley child—Elizabeth, known as Bessie—and in the spring of 1880, when she turned twenty-three, the two were married. Both of Sergeant's parents had died by the time he was seventeen, and he found himself the sole support for five sisters and a younger brother. A classic self-made man, rising from accountant to a district manager with the Eastern Railroad, he became a vice-president of the West End Street Railway Co.: the Boston El. As the new family prospered, they moved from Winchester, Massachusetts, to suburban Brookline, with their three daughters, the youngest of whom, Katharine, was my mother. All went well until the spring of 1899, when, on a visit to New York, Bessie Sergeant died of a burst appendix. My mother was six years old when this blow fell, but I never heard her speak of it. Not once. There is a family story, though, that her oldest sister, my Aunt Elsie, who was eighteen at the time, was not permitted to cry at their mother's funeral. Elsie went on to graduate from Bryn Mawr, and to become a bluestocking and a respected author, but nothing came easily for her. In her twenties, she was confined for a time in a mental hospital in Paris, and then in an asylum in Zurich, where she was treated by Carl Jung.
My father, Ernest Angell, lost his father at the age of nine, in a marine disaster, the 1898 sinking of the French liner La Bourgogne, in a night collision near Sable Island. He and my mother married young, had two children, and were divorced in 1929, when I was eight. One explanation for the divorce was that my father, who went to France in 1917 with the A.E.F. as a counter-intelligence officer—he spoke French and some German—adopted a Gallic view of marriage and was repeatedly unfaithful to my mother after he came home. Another was that my mother had fallen in love with E. B. White, a colleague of hers at The New Yorker, where she was an editor. She always insisted that there was no connection between her divorce and their marriage, which came three months after her return from Reno. Whatever. What can be said for sure is that each of my parents grew up with a critically missing parent—she a mother, he a father—and pretty much had to fake it in these roles with their own kids. They worked at this all their lives, though it sometimes pissed you off or broke your heart (choose one) to watch them.
The day my mother told me about the divorce, she took me for a walk to the waterfall at Snedens Landing, a hillside scattering of old houses on the west shore of the Hudson, fifteen miles upriver from New York, where we went in the summer. The waterfall is still there—a brook splashing down over steep-sided ledges and into a dark pool a few yards west of the gliding Hudson. I loved the narrow woodland path down to the pool—I'd learned how to swim there—and it was a kick to have my mother to myself on that day. On our way back, she summoned her courage and sat us down on the steps of an empty Victorian house, the Lawrence place, to deliver her news. I remember the look of the overgrown lawn and our knees oddly in a row, there on the porch steps. I did pretty well until she told me that Nancy and I—Nancy, my four-years-older sister—would still be living at our house on Ninety-third Street with our father, but she wouldn't. She'd still see us a lot, practically all the time, on weekends and vacations. "No, no, I want to stay with you!" I said indignantly. "I'll come, too. Nancy can stay with Father—I don't mind."
Memory is fiction—an anecdotal version of some scene or past event we need to store away for present or future use. John McCrone, a British science correspondent, writing in a recent issue of the Times Literary Supplement, calls memories "cognitive reconstructions," and goes on to say that our brains, though not well evolved for retrospection or contemplation, never give up a reshuffling process in their effort to extract what is general and what is particular about each passing moment of life. Garry Wills, in his book "Saint Augustine's Memory," writes, "The past . . . is not an inert structure in which we can deposit a remembered item to remain unchanged until called up again. . . . In fact, what is being recalled is the experience that a person underwent in acquiring anything to be remembered." But when do we get to throw away the piercing announcement, the overcontemplated morsel of bad news? A few weeks after my parents split up, I was with my mother on the echoing main concourse of Grand Central when Father appeared, rushing up to us with a newspaper under his arm and sliding like a boy across the last few feet of the shiny floor. "Sorry I'm late," he said. He was soon grave again, and I went off with him, as arranged. My sister Nancy would not have approved of this playful moment, which I had seized upon as a sign that our parents still liked each other after all. She was less forgiving about what had befallen us, and after she got married and had kids of her own she became a serious Episcopalian, of all things. My father never got over Mother going off the way she did, and still woke up brooding about it through his sixties and seventies and eighties, despite his long second marriage and full-house second family. The divorce never grew stale to him.
While I was in my thirties and still in my first marriage, another memory of me with my mother came back repeatedly. In this dream or scene, I am a small child who has awakened in the night with an upset stomach—this is in our old Snedens house—and when Mother appears in response to my cries she snatches me up and carries me to the tiny bathroom under the stairs, to throw up. This came back again and again, haunting me, until a reliable shrink asked, "And how often did your mother hold you in her arms back then?" Then it stopped. Nobody in our family was much of a hugger, to tell the truth, Mother least of all. Instead, she worried about us, and about everything. She became a world-class worrier in the end, and probably even worried about her low hugging marks, along the way.
Loss is the common currency of family tales—who doesn't have a sad ancestor or a stopped child to tell about?—but it isn't talked about much, out of respect for others, whose news, come to think of it, is probably worse than our own. "Get over it!" is the cry I hear lately in conversations about some mopey pal or once happy couple, by which we mean shut up about it, give us a break. My grandfather Charles Sergeant, a stooped, sweetly polite man, painted oil landscapes in his old age, standing before his easel in tweeds, with an incessant ash hovering on the tip of his Chesterfield. He could not have forgotten his early orphaning or the sudden loss of his young wife, but he never got around to such matters at the dinner table. I am his age now, and find myself wondering what he thought about late at night in his bedroom, or in the unexpected moment when his gaze lifted from the sunlit cove or difficult oak he wished to capture on his little canvas. I could also jump back a good deal farther here and speculate in similar fashion about Captain John Sheple (as the name was then spelled), the murdered James Shepley's great-great-great-grandfather, who at seventeen was captured by the Abenaki Indians on July 27, 1694, in a raid on Groton, Massachusetts. He was one survivor of a massacre—it was an early skirmish in the French and Indian Wars—that took twenty-two lives, including those of his parents and his two siblings. After a captivity of more than three years, he returned to his native town, where he married, produced five children, and, in the words of a local historian, "held many offices of trust and responsibility, both civil and ecclesiastical." His memories are not mentioned, and no wonder.
It's my guess that we cling to the harsher bits of the past not just as a warning system to remind us that the next Indian raid or suddenly veering, tower-bound 757 is always waiting but as a passport to connect us to the rest of the world, whose horrors are available each morning and evening on television or in the Times. And the cold moment that returns to mind and sticks there, unbidden, may be preferable to the alternative and much longer blank spaces, whole months and years wiped clear of color or conversation. Like it or not, we geezers are not the curators of this unstable repository of trifling or tragic days but only the screenwriters and directors of the latest revival.
Two years ago, I had a telephone call from a woman in her fifties named Cally Field, whose voice I hadn't heard for thirty years. "Sorry to bother you like this, Roger," she said, "but I've forgotten so much about my father. Is there anything that comes to mind?" I said yes, sure, and mentioned his socks—cheap, pinkish-brown athletic socks from Sears, Roebuck that he commonly wore at home in the evening—or at dinner at my house—tucked into a pair of ancient and badly cracked patent-leather dance pumps. Nobody else did this: only Walker Field, my neighbor, my college classmate, my old reliable. I filled in a little more for Cally, who was his oldest child, mentioning his narrow wrists and alert gaze and long fingers, and perhaps the absorbed, delighted way he watched his hands that were tipped down, oddly vertical above the piano keys, as he played: as they played—it was all from within—"Take a Pair of Sparkling Eyes," say, or "Memories of You," or "Do Nothin' Till You Hear from Me," or flashes of Ravel and Schubert. If there was a party and some singing along, he knew the best word or words in a great lyric—giving an enunciating clarity to, say, the "cling" in the bridge of "Makin' Whoopee":
**{: .break one} ** Picture a little love nest, down where the roses cling; Picture that same sweet love nest: see what a year can bring. **
The socks, I explained to Cally, were affectation carried to the upper levels of cool. Walker was the most stylish gent I knew, with the possible exception of his older brother, James Field, a celebrated professor of American history at Swarthmore, who was even leaner and longer than he, with a narrow nose that came to a point. Jim—to continue this digression—while on a visit to Walker and his wife, Nancy, in the mid-nineteen-fifties, drew himself a bath, and lying at ease in the tub received an unexpected visit from Cally's two younger brothers. After an extended silent inspection, Sam Field, then perhaps five, said, "Uncle Jim, are all men like you?" Jim was so pleased with his response that he passed it along to me that evening. He said, "Very few."
I spared Cally this riposte, but offered instead a moment from 1941 or thereabouts. Walker, who had an ongoing pair of subscription tickets to the Boston Symphony, took me along one spring Friday afternoon. We had lunch somewhere off Beacon Street and were back in the sunshine in plenty of time before the overture, when Walker said, "Let's run." And away we went, a couple of twenty-year-old Harvard juniors in jackets and ties and narrow summer pants, leaping like deer across the Commonwealth Avenue traffic, hurdling hydrants, dodging in front of dowagers and startled pedestrians, our feet spattering down the red brick Boston sidewalks, our heads straining like Olympic sprinters. Laughter got the better of us at last and stopped us, wheezing and sweaty, with our hands on our knees, a block or so short of Symphony Hall. There was no point to this, I told Cally: we were young, was all. Talking with her, I suddenly recalled what Walker and I watched for that day, once we got inside and found our seats. Serge Koussevitzky, the Symphony's revered long-term conductor, always halted infinitesimally when he walked out onstage from the right and then made a smart, almost military pivot toward the podium. It was Walker who first spotted the mannerism and named it "Koussey's Pause." Here again, we nudged each other and smiled in the dark when the maestro delivered as promised, then strode across the illuminated and waiting stage.
All my recollections of Walker are playful, which is surprising, because he was a serious man: a talented architect who built himself a brilliant Wright- or Mies-touched house on a steep hillside in Rockland County. He became engrossed in the larger forms of design and served as chairman of the regional planning board during the first explosion of postwar suburban growth. At Harvard, he'd been elected to the Signet, the honorary scholars' society. Reading his senior honors thesis—I'd asked to see it—I encountered the word "eclectic" for the first time: "When the flow of works from the boards of the Grand Eclectics first began to wane," or some such. He'd put me on to a favorite professor of his, Kenneth J. Conant, whose electrifying visits to Cluny and the Tugendhat House, delivered in lectures I took with him on medieval and modern architecture, almost brought about a late shift in my major. Walker had been in the Navy during our World War, but then suddenly we were neighbors, when, in 1950, my wife, Evelyn, and I bought a house in Snedens Landing, my old boyhood place on the Hudson, where Walker and Nancy Field's glass-and-fieldstone home had just risen above the road to the waterfall path. Here my two young daughters (by coincidence, the older one was named Callie) overlapped at school with Eliot and Sam Field. There were five young Fields in the end, and we Fields and Angells became part of the self-entranced Snedens car-pool and kids'-playgroup and grownups'-party set, there in the fifties. Nobody said it, but Walker and the vibrant, dark-haired Nancy were easily our Dick and Nicole Diver, without the doom and boozing. Their parties lit up the best weekends, with Walker at the piano—at night in their cantilevered living room it seemed suspended amid the trees—or, later on, playing his trombone in soft accompaniment with Tricky Sam Nanton and Lawrence Brown on the 78 of "Never No Lament," while we danced. He had all the Ellingtons—a discology he'd begun to collect before his teens.
Walker's tennis game survives within this communal panorama. Each shot of his—his left-handed first serve to my backhand, his volley toward the deep right-hand corner, where there's always a slippery damp spot on the gray clay beyond the baseline to think about—still brings a hurrying response and counter-strategy to mind: slice him crosscourt up the line, or, no, better lob and get your ass back toward the middle. Mostly, he killed me. His first serve was a rocket, and the second—a spin so severe that it appeared to turn the midair ball into a fuzzy lozenge—sometimes jumped up into my face, reducing us both to laughter. And now here we are in September of 1958, playing each other once again in the semifinal singles of our unserious late-summer tournament, with the same audience of kids and dogs and waiting players arrayed on the weedy grass between the old court and the softly arriving cars on River Road. We are tied in the first set, but unexpectedly I break his serve and then hold my own, to win it. I take the second one as well, and more easily, and it's over. I'm elated but a little let down. Sitting next to Nancy, with a towel on one shoulder and his knees drawn up, Walker says, "It's so strange. I keep feeling we're about to start."
A few weeks later, the four of us are bound for a dinner party in Haverstraw when Walker, who is driving, misses a left bend in the road and instead shoots us straight ahead and halfway up a gravel driveway, where we come to a sudden stop. He sits behind the wheel, shaking his head, then murmurs, "Now, why did I do that?"
There have been some questions, as we know by now. Something's been happening to Walker—the doctors can't say what. More tests are coming up. He's going to be O.K., of course, but you have to be sure. There's a missing piece somewhere. Walker talks about it calmly, but soon only Nancy can remember what's been going on. We hear of some other slips and confusions, and now there's a chance of surgery, down the line. Nancy talks to us in private, and sometimes calls back again, late at night. Their kids are told. The operation, at Mount Sinai in March, goes well, but the news couldn't be worse. It's an infiltrating glioblastoma: a killer flower with its snaky tendrils all over the frontal lobes. Nancy makes a date for me, and when I call upon Walker one more time, early in the spring, he is sitting stiffly upright in a hospital chair, in clean green pajamas and white robe. A perky hat sits on his bald head, hiding the scar. He looks at me narrowly—he can't take his eyes off me—but I'm doing all the talking. He follows some of my chatter, but then his gaze fades or clicks off again. He has still said nothing. The nurse comes in, smiling, and says, "This is your friend Roger," and Walker is impatient with her. "We play tennis together," he manages. Then silence. When I get up to leave, he's neither sad nor glad. He keeps looking at me, trying to figure it out. We shake hands.
Out on Fifth Avenue again, I am too shocked to cry. A wave of anger slams me and almost knocks me down. How could this have happened? How could Walker let it happen? Weeks or months later, it comes to me that death's dire nature, its publicized awfulness—the Man in the Bright Nightgown, the skeletal dancer with his scythe—has little to do with darkness or the shroud, but lurks within the unreturned gaze. My friend doesn't know me, and I am an infant again, flailing in the night and yelling to be picked up and held and whispered to.
He didn't get better. He never quite knew us, and in time Nancy began to make shorter visits. He died four or five months later, in another hospital: a friendly pneumonia did the honors. He was thirty-eight. Before this, and because she didn't want the children to meet his empty stare, Nancy sometimes arranged for them to visit Mount Sinai but only to stand across the avenue and look up to where their father would be waiting at his window, looking down at this pretty woman and some blond kids waving their hands. The nurse would come by and say something, and he would raise his hand, too. What this was like or is still like for the kids is unimaginable: they're all still around, middle-aged now, with full lives and a cumulative nine children of their own, and so is Nancy. She got on with it, had a long and fulfilling second marriage, and, a widow once again, lives now in Portland, Maine. Eliot Field, a lawyer, lives in a nearby town and keeps an office in Wiscasset. I have not asked any of them how much they remember about their father's or their husband's death. This is my version. Hard lines.
This was a phrase that Walker and I and some friends of ours said to each other in tough times, starting in college. "Hard lines!" we murmured if someone complained about an overdue history paper. "Hard lines!" to your undeserved hangover or sudden cash shortage. It covered more serious stuff, too: hard lines about your alcoholic father and your departed terrific girlfriend. Hard lines about the war coming, and then about what the people in occupied Paris were suffering, with the Wehrmacht there now. I think the thing had begun with an older college friend of ours, John Brackett, who left law school after Pearl Harbor, and encountered hard lines indeed when the bomber he was piloting in an advanced Navy training exercise crashed one night and killed him. But Walker and I went on saying the same coolly comforting words after we'd become fathers and neighbors together. Hard lines about Levi, your dead bulldog. Hard lines about your mother: I'm so sorry.
Walker's long-widowed mother, Amy Field, a tall and elegant figure with an air of affectionate reserve, if that is possible, lived in the city but came out to Snedens Landing on birthdays and holidays. She always asked what I'd been reading. She grew troubled in her seventies, and one day she called on my father, a lawyer, whom she'd known years before, to tell him that she was being watched by agents of a foreign power. Her phones had been tapped, and lately secret messages for her were appearing on billboards and in the Times. Her sons put her into Roosevelt Hospital, where she had weekend outpatient privileges, and from which she soon took her leave, from a high balcony. In her lucid stretches she'd recognized the dementia that was overtaking her. After she died, Walker and Nancy and Jim and Lila Field realized that she had contrived to say goodbye, at some length, to each of them and to all eight of her grandchildren, before the end. "The last great act of a gallant lady" was the way Walker put it to me.
I've had a life sheltered by privilege and engrossing work, and shot through with good luck, but I don't believe that this accompanying trickle of rotten news is exactly rare. Stuff piles up, and people my age come to understand that what's been happening around them all this time is probably happening all over, in some version or other. It's comforting to conclude that everyday life in olden times was chancier than it is now, but I'm not even sure about this. Other stories creep back, catching us unaware. My young friend Eva coming home from school in Copenhagen one day to find her mother, Korin, a suicide. (I've changed these names.) Jake, a sweet writer but tired of his demons, leaving my office on a January afternoon and putting himself into the Hudson. Oh, no, we exclaim when such news reaches us, but these tales are part of a classic repertory we recognize as our own. A woman I'd known for years surprised me when she said that her father had died in a fire when she was an infant; he'd saved her life but lost his. More recently, I asked a doctor friend if she'd ever known anyone who was murdered, as I have. She said no, but then called back a few days later and said, "You know, I was wrong. There've been three." What's strange and not so rare about this—it's not rare at all—is the way we press on. We get over it.
I had a visit from Walker Field while I was writing this piece, when he turned up in a dream, nicely dressed and with his freshly combed hair still dark from his shower. He gave me a friendly look, through his horn-rims, and proceeded past, perhaps headed for a party. It was one of those dreams you recognize as dreams while they're happening, and make you a witness and a participant at the same time. And along about then or a little earlier I remembered a photograph of him in another cheerful setting. I couldn't find it in any of my old albums, but then my daughter Callie told me that she still had a print of it. Looking at it, I can name the day and time of day when it was snapped: late afternoon on May 8, 1956. It's our back garden at Snedens, on Evelyn's thirty-fifth birthday, and here she is, lean and glamorous, with her hair combed back and her favorite party earrings gleaming.
That winter, we'd lost an ancient apple tree that stood in the middle of the scruffy lawn behind the house; we'd hung a swing for our girls from one of the low branches. There was an ice storm, and when I looked down there the next morning the ancient centerpiece was slightly askew, still standing but snapped off clean at its base. Now the group in the family picture is surrounding its replacement, a nymph-thin apple sapling that's just been planted a few yards from where the old one stood. The tree is a surprise present from the Fields, who have brought it up the hill in a truck, with kids and neighbors and shovels and tootings, before the party they've arranged for Evvie, at our place. The photograph has the perfection of the moment; Giotto couldn't make it better. Unwrapped and debagged, the tree is already in the ground. One of my neighbors, the pathologist Lewis Thomas, is letting fall a last shovelful of loam, and my old car-pool pal Dick Salmon, a cigarette in his mouth, is kneeling at the right, hand-raking dressing he's taken from a white paper bag labelled "Sheep Manure." The men are in jackets and neckties. Beyond and to the left, my young daughters are side by side, five-year-old Alice in her bathrobe—it's almost her bedtime—and Callie inside an old field jacket of mine, with the sleeves pushed back. Maybe it's been raining. The girls wear an expression of delight—Alice's mouth has fallen open—as they look up at Walker Field, just beyond the slim tree to the right, who seems to be laughing, too, even with his lips pressed to the mouthpiece of his trombone. He is lean and young. The forefinger of his left hand is hooked over the shaft of the trombone, and its long descending slide becomes another elegant angle in the composition. Evelyn is leaning over our girls as she explains that the tune that Walker is playing is the old Joyce Kilmer thing "Trees."
I was not there—maybe this is why the picture means so much now. I was off in London on assignment for Holiday magazine, where I worked—I hated being away for this notable birthday—but within a few minutes the phone in our kitchen would ring with my surprise call, and Evelyn would let me know what I'd just missed. She sounded young and lit up with happiness—just the way everyone in the photograph looks now. Across our patchy little property and up the steep hill beyond, our neighbors Rita and Bob Norris have just stepped out onto their terrace—they're coming to the party, too—and they burst out laughing when the faint, globelike notes of the corny old song come floating past them, glowing like summer lanterns. ♦


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|START Conference Manager
ASIST 2012 Annual Meeting
Baltimore, MD, October 26-30, 2012
Citizen Users and Interactivity on Government Environmental Agency Web Pages: An Analysis of Colony Collapse Disorder Information
Reid Isaac Boehm and Vandana Singh
Tuesday, 1:30pm
This paper presents the results from a study identifying government entities that provide information about Colony Collapse Disorder (CCD) in order to discover what information is available from the entities' web pages and to evaluate the quality of the information provided as it pertains to a defined spectrum of citizen information seekers. Using a government information valuation framework that takes into account these citizen user needs, this paper looks at the information content within the context of the public sphere and applies the lens of post-normal science theory to analyze the current status of information from these entities. Overall the research shows that citizen user groups are in need of public engagement applications to facilitate a two-way flow of information.


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Tonight, I am excited to bring you a very special "Finally Finished" post.
That's right folks…this is a Finally Finished KNITTING project! I know, I'm as surprised as you are.
Knitting and me didn't get off to the best of starts but I've stuck with it in my own way: have yarn and needles near my bed and then if the mood takes me I can have a go before I go to sleep or when I get up. I imagine that if I put as much time and effort into learning to knit as I did/do to crochet I'd be well away but I just have too many things that I need Want MUST crochet and so knitting never really gets the time it deserves.
I decided that it was high time to Make a Knitted Something though and I thought that if you can crochet a rectangle and sew it up leaving a gap for the thumb then surely I could knit one? Yes? Just in garter stitch as that way I don't need to faff about with purling or blocking it afterwards.
After a bit of trial and error I cast on 36 stitches (my original guesstimate of 60 being slighty gargantuan for my weeny hands!) with Rowan Cashsoft dk and I was off. I knitted an inch in one go and really enjoyed it. After that I carted it to work with me and sneaked a bit at lunch time – knitting in my bag so that nobody can see!
I finished the first one and my mum cast it off for me when she visited. Hurrah! I carried it around with me all proud and stroked it a lot and showed anyone who would look (not many people). Then I realised that hmm, I have two hands don't I, so I cast on the second one and did most of it on the train on the way back from Jenny's house a few weeks ago.
I hit a snag after that as I didn't know how to count rows or anything so I did another bit of guesstimating which fortunately was just less than the first one. My friend at Knit and Knatter counted it up for me and then kindly showed me how to sew them up. Exciting! (Thank you T).
Want to see? I'm so ridiculously proud of these, you can't even begin to imagine. Well ok, you probably can as I'm not shy with the old hyperbole am I now.
Now I promise you that they are exactly the same size! They just look a bit squiff here. The one on the left is the one where my friend did most of the sewing and the one on the right is the one I did on my own in an impatient huff to get it finished. They're soooooooooo warm and soft!
It's hard to photograph hand items so Lucy helped me out last weekend. We staged it and made a cuppa especially for this purpose!
The next day though I had a bit of a "Don't try this at home moment" and put my camera strap around my neck, held my camera under my chin whilst winding the strap in a figure of eight around my forehead and then letting go with my chin and using it on the 2 second self timer. Phew! It was a bit strangling but worked out pretty well I think and it's a method I will bear in mind for the future hehe.
I love them because I've knitted them and because they're wearable and I've used them a lot already. I love them because they're RED and look lush with my navy coat, and I love them because they're Rowan Cashsoft which is beeeeyoootiful.
But I do have a bit of a soft spot for the fact that they look like little balaclavas for my hands.


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The Bengals have signed HB Giovani Bernard of North Carolina, one of their two second-round selections in the 2013 NFL Draft.
Bernard displayed multiple rushing and receiving skills in college and offers promise of a new dimension for the Bengals offensive scheme. He scored 31 touchdowns in just two seasons at North Carolina and established a career record for yards-per-rush (5.9). He totaled 2481 rushing yards and added 852 as a receiver. He averaged 107.9 rushing yards per game and 144.9 scrimmage yards per game.
"Giovani is a dynamic guy, both running the football and catching it," said Bengals head coach Marvin Lewis. "And he was one of North Carolina's hardest-working guys on the team, so he fits the mold of guys we like – not only good, but extremely hard-working."
The Bengals have now signed eight of their 10 selections from the 2013 draft.
Signed previously were DE Margus Hunt of Southern Methodist (second round), LB Sean Porter of Texas A&M (fourth round), G Tanner Hawkinson of Kansas (fifth round), HB Rex Burkhead of Nebraska (sixth round), WR Cobi Hamilton of Arkansas (sixth round), OT Reid Fragel of Ohio State (seventh round) and C T.J. Johnson of South Carolina (seventh round).
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