19 April ’23

19 April ‘23

The week started below freezing … 27 degrees.

Today I slept in.  It is now 0614 and 30 degrees.

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Another death added to my list.  The woman who was the first to greet me when I moved into Victorian Village died late last week.  

Although she and I didn’t visit too much lately, since we both had become mobility challenged. 

I will remember that greeting.

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I am in the process of renewing my membership in the DAR, this time as a member-at-large, in order to access their list of pedigrees of Revolutionary War veterans.  I hope they will have information to help me fill in some of the blanks in my brick wall, Cuthbert Sims. 

I have complete information of his service time and some birth information due to his pension records but little about the time between his discharge from the Continental Army and his request for a pension in 1835.  The time between is scarce. 

I hope research through data in DAR records research finds there may help since records for Warren in Somerset County, New Jersey during the missing time is scarce other than tax roles.

Mayhap the game will be afoot.

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Every so often, while watching the tv, I am subjected to snippets of some “game” shows and  become advised that, with the exception of my chosen sister’s daughter, those auditioning are screamers, wavers of arms, screamers, and jumpers up and downers.

I once tried out for one of those shows and was told I was smarter than the others but I wasn’t active enough to make the show interesting.

My niece was smart and she had an interesting backstory.  Both she and her mother were teachers who taught the same grade in the same classroom just a few years apart. 

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Back to the subject of genealogy, I recently found photos of my mother and her cousin Roberta with whom I share a birth date. 

Roberta had an interesting life. She was a beauty and was a showgirl with the Fanchon and Marco entrepreneurs on the west coast as was Zigfeld and his Follies on Broadway in New York.

I correspond with one of Aunt Roberta’s granddaughters and am sending her the photos and a pedigree Doug, one of Aunt Roberta’ s sons, researched.

It is always exciting when I can provide something to add to the research being done by a relative.

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John was here last saturday to do some planting … rhubarb and asparagus … and check on the roses. All the roses, including the miniature one, seem to be beginning to leaf out as is the lilac.

And he was back today (wednesday the 19th) to add a lot of lovely blue and purple with one black Hollyhock.

While he was here last week, he helped me choose a recliner which will allow me to have my feet up.  The only other recliner, was part of the big sofa which belongs to Mark but which was kept here until he had a house and so is now in his new house.

My new chair has a lot of features which will be great, more like the seating in movie theaters.

They will be taking the big oblong dining set and the round table which has been holding the tv in the living room (and which had been my Nuna’s) will be my dining table.  It is a good switch since their table will now seat six while mine will be good for four. 

I have always been the kind of person who chooses places to put furniture and leaves it there.  My sister was the opposite.  She rearranged all her furniture at least once a month.  

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Do you think lemonade is simple?  After all, children make and sell it once the weather gets right.  

Think again. It really has an extensive history.

https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/history-of-lemonade?cmpid=email-hist-inside-history-2023-0419-04192023&om_rid=d1e0c7c6f9cd1bd795585832b18d8c47db18da133669769ef6c111f38fbc682a&~campaign=hist-inside-history-2023-0419

This story ncludes recipes.

Let me know if you try any of them.

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Every so often, while watching the tv, I am subjected to snippets of some “game” shows and  become advised that, with the exception of my chosen sister’s daughter, those auditioning are screamers, wavers of arms, screamers, and jumpers up and downers.

I once tried out for one of those shows and was told I was smarter than the others but I wasn’t active enough to make the show interesting.

My niece was smart and she had an interesting backstory.  Both she and her mother were teachers who taught the same grade in the same classroom just several years apart.  

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To close out the week …

I’ve seen a better day, but I’ve also seen worse. I don’t have everything that I want, but I do have all I need. I woke up with some aches and pains, but I woke up. My life may not be perfect, but I am blessed.

‘Til next week …

5 April ’23

 5 April ‘23

Does anyone still designate snow falling like rain as “snain”.  I don’t recall where I learned it but it seems accurate.

Today is the 31st of  March meaning tomorrow is April Fool’s Day.  However, no fooling, today started with snain at 0638.

Today is Saturday the 2th and there is no rain or snow but the water in the drain on the end of the drive is frozen.

Tuesday was clear and cold.  Wild wind last night but calm, sun, and cold today. 

Hammerstein says it all …

“March went out like a lion

A whippin’ up the water in the bay

Then April cried and stepped aside

And along come pretty little May!

May was full of promises

But she didn’t keep ’em quick enough for some

And a crowd of doubtin’ Thomases

Was predictin’ that the summer’d never come

But it’s comin, by gum

We can feel it come …

June is  bustin’ all over …”

We can only hope by gum.

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Just a couple of days ago I came across tv news by and for children from 6 to teens on another.  So if you have kids or grandkids and wonder what they are thinking, watch these shows.  They are by kids and for kids but they help us older folks learn what and how they are thinking.  There are such shows on both NBC and CBS (I don’t know about ABC) just know they are on the air early.

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NASA and the Canadian Space Agency have jointly announced the names of the four astronauts who will take a journey around the moon next year aboard the Artemis II rocket to learn what will be needed for the first trip to Mars.  The three Americans and one Canadian will fly farther than the humans who traveled to and landed on the Moon during the Apollo missions that ended more than 50 years ago. (CNN 2 April ‘23)

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A recent news report was about the double in syphilis cases.  Over the years I have been involved with syphilis.  

The first was when George and I were required to prove we did not have the disease before we could be given a marriage license.  That was more than 70 years ago.

The other was when we were members of a Society of Friends’ group assigned to do service work one summer in the New Mexico “Insane Asylum”.  During that assignment we and others worked with patients in third stage syphilis and saw the symptoms.

I thought, since treatment is now so simple, the disease is no longer present or was at least treated so the report of its continued presence was a surprise.

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Interesting Q&A on the Old Farmers Almanac one day last week … 

Question was “Where does dust come from and what is it?

Answer was “Dust is particles of less than one millimeter in diameter, regardless of its content. A significant portion of dust is dead skin fragments from human bodies, tobacco smoke, airborne particles of pollen and plants, industrial smoke, clay, and other mineral (soil) matter. Major volcanic eruptions also produce thousands of tons of dust, and dust from outer space can be yet another source.” 

Stardust … ???

In 1927, Hoagy Carmichael wrote a melody that would become one of the greatest hits of all time, “Stardust.”

https://www.google.com/search?q=listen+to+hoagy+carmichael+stardust&rlz=1C1CHBF_enUS1019US1019&sxsrf=APwXEddc59M7EdAo59h

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 I’ve been having trouble interacting with my phone so my sons will be getting me a simpler elder’s phone.  I hope it will talk to me in techno language I can read and make use of easier with my tremor.

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There has been a lot of news about a crisis line (977) available 24/7 mainly aimed at suicide thoughts by offering emotional support and information about professional help.  

More than 60 years ago, I worked on such a line for the Los Angeles area.  We were not available 24/7 but only from 6 pm to 4 am.  That seemed to be the “critical” time frame we were able to cover.  

We worked in pairs in the office of a church in the San Fernando Valley in 5 hour shifts.  

That which is available now is meeting a growing need.

I wish there was no need, especially among the young, PTSD among veterans and LEOs (LawEnforcement Officers), and the elderly.

However, I am glad it is no longer merely a finger-in-the-dike effort at making help available.

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At my age death, or near death, reports are a given.  Last week the list was three … one to dementia, one to kidney failure, and one to “old age”.   

I suppose all three were actually due to having lived to an “old age”.  

There are only four of us left from our high school graduation class (1947) of which we are aware.  One in Arkansas, one in the Seattle area, one in the town from which we graduated, and me.

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To close out the week …

There are things you have to do.  There is a way to compromise what you would not like to do with what needs to be done.  Grieving is one.

‘Til next week …

30 March

 This will be a short blog.  I missed the 29th.  Will aim for April 5th. 

Further explanation later.

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Weather reporters keep predicting that we’ll be hit with major rain or snow and so far they have been wrong.  The storms have been going north or south of us.  We still have leftover snow from the previous time when they were right and still have dirty snow berms. 

As of 1057 the 28th the entire entire I-5 corridor between Ashland and Redding is closed and has been since midnight last night as a precaution.

Right now 29th (0898) there is more than 2 feet of snow atop the globes over the street lights in the village. Tuesday was snow of all kinds and all day with only a very short look at the sun.

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The birds of Spring, so far, are Juncos, Robin Red Breasts, Blue Jays, Ravens.  Have yet to hear the geese or ducks.

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Tuesday was snow of all kinds and all day with only a very short look at the sun.

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I was counting the mass shootings this week.  Too many of them were in schools.  But any yayhoo can get a gun and carry, sometimes openly and sometimes not until pulled out to use.

So far the tally is total mass shootings –  1  and schools (included in total count) –  1

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To close out the week …

We know we must learn from and take responsibility for the painful lessons in order to move into a better future.

‘Til next week …

15 March ’23 …

15 March …

Friday morning snow overnight with fox tracks across front snow pile-up.

Sunday time change.  Snain.  I was up at 5 PDT Still dark at 0700. 

Tuesday all day… Raining. Fortunately I don’t live near a creek or river or I’d be on possible evacuation order due to the melt of the snow pack added to the rain in any area burned over in one of the fires last summer.

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 Last thursday Putin launched nighttime multiple attacks on no real military sites but multiple civilian sites during hours when he knew people would be asleep.  He has repeatedly aimed at hospitals, schools, various care facilities such as elder care, new born, other maternity, critical care, and comparable facilities.

If that kind of pinpointing doesn’t qualify as war crimes what does?

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Just read an article about the 6.4 earthquake which killed 120 people and caused $50 million in damages centered in Long Beach, California in 1933. 

I was 3-years-old and I remember Mama grabbing me and pulling me with her under the stove (in those days stoves stood on strong legs rather than right on the floor like now).  She told me that was the strongest place in the house and would protect us from falling whatever.  

I’m not sure I believed her but I wasn’t more than a toddler so I didn’t know much about anything and  Daddy was at work at the gasoline refinery in El Segundo, but when Mama allowed us out I remember seeing everything other than a couple of broken vases and glasses.  Otherwise the house looked the same to me. But that wasn’t the

case for many others. 

I looked up the quake and it was an underwater fault running from Newport to Inglewood just off the coast which means the fault ran south to north.

I do remember the first of the Northridge earthquakes. It was a 6.6 quake. The Sylmar earthquake occurred on February 9, 1971, at 6:00:41 am Pacific Standard Time (14:00:41 UTC) with a strong ground motion duration of about 12 seconds as recorded by seismometers, although the whole event was reported to have lasted about 60 seconds” (copied from Wikipedia).

 Neither George nor I wore night clothes and I was nursing a baby. George’s favorite story about that quake was that “Wilma grabbed the baby and ran to the upstairs bath yelling for George to check on John, who was a teenager, while she took the baby and Michael, who was 5, and got into the into the tub with books falling out of the bookcases on either side of the bathroom door nattily attired in child, baby, and wedding ring.” 

I don’t remember that but I do remember George yelling “It’s an earthquake” over and over and me yelling “I know”.

I don’t know what was happening with John, but he told me later that he stood looking down the street at the view out his bedroom window and watching the pavement rippling toward the house.

It was quite destructive. 

The Olive View UCLA Medical Center

The I-5 freeway looking north

The interchange near the center of LA

Residential areas in the San Fernando Valley

And this is only a smattering of photos.

I neglected to mention all this happened while we were on the second floor of our house on Celtic Street in the San Fernando Valley. 

Our neighbors were away skiing at Mammoth and I was to check on their house while they were away and found their refrigerator door had swung open and everything was on the floor.  Talk about cleaning up a mess.  

Our kitchen was angled in a different direction and its door stayed closed. But our backyard swimming pool had tilted and the tiles around the top edge always looked strange after that quake because water level showed the tilt.  

The other thing about the pool was that the neighborhood was without water delivery so all the neighbors came to us with buckets to take home to flush their toilets.

George, being a Chicago boy, had never been in an Earthquake.  Hence the “It’s an earthquake” “It’s an earthquake” “It’s an earthquake”

That one was a big one. 

I grew up beside the San Andreas fault and often watched things in the house sway such as the Coleman lantern over the kitchen table where I sat to do my homework. 

Quakes were fairly common while we lived there, the “big” ones being 5 somethings while most were so little they probably were not worth noting by any one other than seismologists. 

We were no longer living there when a really big one shook parts of Southern California in a magnitude 7.1 quake later when more than 100 homes and businesses were damaged, and the terrain shifted upwards of 14 feet. 

The area is still waiting for the REALLY big one everyone knows is coming.

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Another memory was triggered at this year’s Academy Awards when Jamie Lee Curtis won her Oscar as Best Supporting Actress and mentioned that her parents were each nominated for an Oscar but never won and there she stood looking dazed.

That memory was of something I hadn’t thought of for years.  

I had just graduated from high school and was working at the Idlewild Lodge where the cast in what we knew as “Quantrill’s Raiders” but which was released as “Kansas Raiders” were being housed. 

I met several of the actors … among them was Brian Donlevy (who was so short he needed a stool to get up on his horse), James Best (a good poet), Richard Long (who thought because he was a ‘movie star’ any girl was easy), a fairly new actor whose name was Bernie Schwartz (more about him later), and the WWII hero Audie Murphy, whom I didn’t meet because he was not in any of the scenes being shot in the mountains of the San Jacinto Mountains, not in Utah as some film information claims.

But back to Bernie Schwartz.

A classmate named Gerry was working at the Lodge with me as maids. You know … cleaning, changing bed linens, etc. and Gerry had a baby in diapers which we kept with us in the baby’s buggy (now known a prams or something else).  

One day we were assigned to be on the set to do whatever maids are required to do on movie sets and either Gerry or I were always with or near the baby trusting she would be okay.

She must have started to cry and by the time it registered to either of us she needed something, and before I got to her, a very nice young actor found a diaper bag and was in the process of  getting the baby ready to be changed.

 I thanked him and took over and he nodded as he  went back to the filming area.

It wasn’t until dinner that evening as I was helping wait tables (Gerry had taken the baby and gone home) that I learned his acting name as Tony Curtis.

By the way, on another much later interaction with a cast member from that movie I wrote a letter asking if  James Best was the actor who, as the Sheriff in the Dukes of Hazzard, was also the actor I had met so many years ago while he was making movie western in the mountains near Idlewild and who was in addition to being an actor was also a poet. He wrote back saying yes and we exchanged a short trade of notes about poetry.

Small world.  Long memories.

P.S  one of the things a young maid does on a movie set is to make sure a footstool is always available for a short actor.  Too bad I was not still in a situation to perform the same for Alan Ladd.

Oh well …

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To end this week …

Character is how you treat those who can do nothing for you.

So ‘til next week …

8 March ’23

 Weather has become one storm after another. I still can’t complain since other parts of the country or even the world have it worse.

Friday morning outside my front sliding door the snow is chest high.  On me that would measure close to 5’.  

As of friday midday the driveway had been plowed as far as the carport. John was able to help me to the car and we went to get the mail and do some grocery shopping.  That helped with holding off the SAD. 

Saturday morning heavy snow started at o8oo. No plowing. By the time Jennie’s footprints, made due to a poop run at 0900,  were no longer visible in the new snow at 0924 and it was still snowing heavily. And the dog had been slipping on the ice, even when not on the street but out on the grassy area.

Sunday and monday both snow days.

Tuesday’s(temp 26 degrees) and Wednesday’s (temp 29 degrees) both snow days.  

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For those still interested in the High King who united all the kingdoms after pulling the Sword from the Stone, here’s an interesting archaeological find … 

Two swords seeming to be markers for the bravest of warriors to carry with them to Valhalla or whatever it was called by the Vikings around 860 AD.

When I read the article and saw the pictures 

my first thought was this might be a clue to the origin of the Arthur legends.  

I’m sorry my friend Geoffrey Ashe didn’t live to see this find.  I wonder if it would have altered his thoughts about Arthur.

There’s a book I plan to read asap … Finding Arthur : the true origins of the once and future King by Adam Ardrey.  It is on hold for me at the library.

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If I’ve told you about this before just skip ahead …

The previous owner of my house must have liked yellow because the plantings in the small front yard were shades of yellow and orange.  But, while I don’t dislike yellows, I prefer shades of blue and purple. 

In the Spring Brecks’ catalog I marked all the offerings in that colour range which caught my eye, gave it to John and asked him to plan a spring planting for me.  He had taken classes in plants and landscaping and has a good eye for design.  

I know that colour scheme will be more pleasant for me and I will post photos as things develop.

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No new word about Jimmy Carter.  I can understand his desire for death at home DNR and I will mourn him.  

He was a better President than for which he is usually given credit.

He was the first President to put solar panels on the White House roof.  

He was a good man in all things.  He and Rosalynn remained active in their church in many activities like Habits for Humanity in efforts to follow the admonition to “All things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them.” (Matthew 7:12) 

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Post Picard, the next in the prequel to the Next Generation, will be crewed by children of the crew of the previous Enterprise which was Captained by Jean Luc and will be titled Strange New Worlds. 

I’ll be there.

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Still with me about doppelgänger sightings?

The latest was closer to home.  An on-scene reporter for one of the major television networks is a doppelgänger for the woman who shares a birthdate with me, except the tv reporter is younger than either of us who share the birth date but not the birth year (I’m a couple years older).

The other connection is that my birthdate “sister” was teacher to my youngest in two grades in Elementary School and was elementary in his life in more ways than one. He was a bright but easily bored child and his teacher moved his seat next to her desk so when he got the wiggles she would give him something constructive to occupy his attention.

One of my favorite tales out of that school is when my son was playing the cowboy hero in the class play and his memorable line was “My oh my, what a purdy little heifer.” aimed at the girl playing the lead and not about a young cow.
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Speaking of Star Trek, I recently watched an interview with LeVar Burton (Star Trek’s Gordi LaForge & Reading Rainbow among others) about how today’s schools are failing to teach children how to read.

His opinion is that politicians and schools choose power and money over education. 

I remember in the early 70s when children were taught how to read by sight memorization.  One of my nephews was unable to see the difference between look and book because he had not been taught phonics.  

Now children are shown a picture book and asked to “read” the story. 

Fortunately my young grandson is a good reader and loves reading.  He was taught by his parents so he likes picture books and word books equally.

He and I used to go to the library every friday when I picked him up after school.  We  both had library cards so he would go to the kids section while I went to the mystery, scifi section, or history sections. He learned how to check out his choices without help. Then we’d go to the HiLo for dinner of chicken strips and french fries.  

One time, by mistake, we got fish sticks instead of chicken strips.  I gave him the chance to ask for chicken instead of fish and he chose to stay with the fish so the “server wouldn’t be embarrassed”.

And as Dr Seuss said “The more you read,the more you’ll know.”

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There were two gentlemen on television in the days when we had great television programs for children …  Mr. Rogers and Captain Kangaroo.  

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Every day when I check the morning News and weather reports there are always, at the very least, only one mass shooting.

Last month there were twice as many shootings and five or six times as many deaths as there were days in the month.  

It became too depressing a way to start the day so now I use the mute button when that part of the overnight news starts and mute the evening news when other than local news starts.

Maybe I’m sticking my head in the sand but there isn’t anything I can do about it and government won’t do anything for fear of offending gun toting voters and the NRA.

Also too many teenagers who aren’t being shot are commiting suicide because of school or computer chatroom bullying.

Is this the future we are creating for the next generations?

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When I turned on my  bedroom wall television sunday morning I stumbled on an entire news presentation concerning a woman’s right to access reproductive health care.  It would only make sense that making a choice regarding one’s own  medical care is a fundamental right.

The program provided information about the  interesting ways women of all ages are providing access to that right.  

There are young women in colleges and universities adding female care products to vending machines such as tampons and medications not reqiring a perscription.

Private female pilots are flying women between where they live and states which don’t restrict a woman’s right to choose her own medical care without asking the reason for the flight and without a cost to the woman.

And to my surprise an increasing number of men are taking part in the right to make personal pregnancy choices by opting for vasectomies.  There are even mobile clinics offering the quick, easy, inexpensive procedure.

Young persons are increasingly saying no to oppressive invasions of privacy such as requiring information regarding menses information.

 I recognize not everyone agrees with the people making these choices.

I guess they are taking to heart the 1937 Gershwin’s song music and lyrics saying “… they can’t take that away from me.”

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 Remember when back in February I wrote “One of my favorite poems is about the boyhood of Judas”? 

Well, I found my copy and here it is.  Written by Georgie Starbuck Galbraith and titled 

Old tears in Galilee

No woman that ever bore a child,

And worshiped his eyes and the way he smiled,

And ached with pride at his first clear word;

Who bound up his hurts and loved his absurd

Fierce concentration, watching a spider;

Who saw him grow till he stood beside her, 

Straight and tall as a mountain pine; 

No woman who had a son like mine

Ever believed that aught than good

Could come to this fruit of her motherhood.

No woman ever believed …

Not I! …

That this life of her life was born to die

As mine, going down from Nazareth

To Jerusalem and sorrow and death.

Some say he was wrong, some say he was right

In the thing he did that dark spring night. 

I only know what is done is done,

And I weep for Judas … weep for my son!

I weep every time I read it and remember that it is said what Jesus whispered in Judas’ ear was that he (Jesus) had chosen Judas to be the one to fulfill the prophecy and as a result he would face blame and infamy.

And that is why I suggested you watch Jesus Christ Superstar.

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One of my genealogical cousins is slipping past needing fulltime care into dementia.  

I am becoming a phone buddy of his wife rather than just hearing her voice in the background when I was talking with my cousin.  We talk every week or so and she tells me when she reads the blog to him, he seems to remember it and often smiles.

I don’t know whether to smile or cry.

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To close out the week …

In Dandelion Wine Ray Bradbury tells us “The first thing you learn in life is you’re a fool. The last thing you learn in life is you’re the same fool.” 

‘Til next week …

1 March ’23

Thanks to Lynn Johnston

Saturday 25th – Snowing lightly overnight, 1”

Sunday  26th  –  Snowing lightly on and off 2” total new

Monday  27th  –  Snow with fog temp low 29 temp … Snow stopped 1300, still no sun … Snow started again, wind from the south, 1412

Tuesday  28th  –  1” extra snow overnight, light on and off snow most of the day until about 4:30  

Wednesday  1st  –   No countable snow over night and sun is shining at 0753.  I had expected more but it is said is more coming.  Our Village streets are plowed and John came to relieve my possible SAD and do whatever I need done like pick up mail and do a mini grocery shopping.

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James D. Watson and Francis H. C. Crick announced the discovery of DNA’s chemical structure on the 28th of February 1953 (Old Farmers Almanac, online daily post) … not that Watson and Crick) discovered it because actually they didn’t. 

The discovery of the structure of DNA in 1953 was made possible by Dr Rosalind Franklin’s X-ray diffraction work. Her creation of the famous Photo 51 demonstrated the double-helix structure of deoxyribonucleic acid: the molecule containing the genetic instructions for the development of all living organisms.  (Technology & Science …  Posted 11 October 2016)

Notice it was a woman who did the breakthrough work and men who get the credit. 

And now you know the rest of the story (to quote a well-known radio personality).

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There is an old Tennessee saying that when it is snowing or raining and the sun is shining, the Devil’s wife is crying.

I think it applies even if the sun isn’t actually seen but its light is fully visible like through falling snow or fog. 

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I have been back to genealogical research.  I recently got an email from the LDS Family Search site that an addition had been recorded in my family records by a second or third cousin, all of whose details were hidden because they are still alive.

I was able to check my own records and discovered it started with a second cousin’s wife or his sister or a daughter of one of them. I was able to narrow the list to three living third cousins. 

Doesn’t sound exciting to a non-genealogist, but being able to identify who it might be and so being able to contact and ask for some information not yet in my files was interesting to me but is most likely a so-what to anyone else.

Oh well …

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Evidently I wasn’t the only one who noticed that every woman on television no matter what her age or any other category or what program , with the exception of Whoopie, all have the same upper torso profile.

There was an ad on some site, I can’t recall which channel or program, and which remained on the screen for just one viewing. It was posted by the company manufacturing and selling the bra which creates the profile.  Before I could grab my camera to document the source of the look, evidently the company had second thoughts and withdrew the ad.

No sign of the ad since.

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The tv series on Paramount+ called
Pickard seems to have only two episodes in season #3 which ended with an interesting reveal of Pickards’ son, appearances by Dr. Cusher and Worf, and what looked like the teaser for a new Star Trek seriesI think I’ll rewatch that episode.

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To close out the week …

Find a way to compromise what you want to do with what you are still able to do. Trust your instincts, allow them to be your guide, and you can cope with anything.

So onward ‘til next week …

24 February ’23

Coldest morning this past week was 10 degrees on the 16th.

Thursday morning 23rd … light snow started 0830 

Expecting heavy around sunset.

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My younger son brought me a huge jar of Mt. Olive Dill Pickles a week ago (he knows I use them as probiotics with my meals).  They are probably the best dill pickles available in this part of California. 

They are large and quite straight so are easily quartered lengthwise. It took me xx morning to get them ready and will last me xx 

You know you may be a bit strange when you  are grateful for a gift of pickles.

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Ravens have been visiting the seed feeder for small birds outside one of my windows and scolding because they can’t get at the seeds even though they are not actually seed eaters.

Ravens certainly aren’t fussy eaters! Favorites include:cat or dog food (small pellets), corn, unsalted peanuts and nuts, fruits, and vegetables. 

Now I need to find a way to leave food out for the ravens without other birds or other animals , like squirrels, helping themselves.

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A surprise last week was finding two poems in two separate places which were quite similar. One was an NPR radio publication, i.e. schedules and articles by staff members and letters from listeners etc.  The other from a book written by an author whose books I’ve been reading for quite a few years.

The surprise was that I read both within days of each other.

I am sure neither of the writes have any knowledge of the other unless the poet read the writer’s work but that is unlikely since there didn’t seem to be any chronological connection between the author whose work had to have been written quite some time before the poet’s work.

The interesting thing was a poem written by a character in a book part of a well known series and the other submitted to a column in a local radio station publication featuring local poets.

Both poems dealt with female reproduction using almost identical wordage for physical organs.

As one son used to say “Coincidence? I think not.”  

Still there doesn’t seem to be any proof of one author knowing the other or even knowing of the other’s work.

Coincidence???

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Because I rarely cook from scratch for myself anymore (cooking for one can be a pain) I make use of Marie Callender’s pot pies and other small serving frozen meals.  They often contain peas.  

I don’t know which Grandmother taught me this doggerel but I think of it whenever I am faced with peas in any form other than mashed, puréed, or as part of a casserole … 

I eat my peas with honey

I’ve done it all my life

It makes my peas taste funny

But they don’t roll off my knife.

Okay  you’re welcome.  Now it will be part of your relationship with peas.

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Recently I had a reminder of my middle son who was an artist and innovator.  He once moved into a new (for him) apartment without any furniture other than a couple of old kitchen chairs and some bedding, but he did have access to a pile of cardboard moving boxes.

By the time I got over to see the new digs he had two chairs, a coffee table, and a small bookcase in the the living room … a bed with a headboard, a bedside table, and another small bookcase in the bedroom, and the big surprise was a table for two in the kitchen area … all fashioned of cardboard.

He was slowly able to replace all that with real furniture so that when he moved to another place he was fully covered, mostly with handovers from friends and stuff scrounged from take-it-for-free piles. 

I’m not sure I would have been able to accomplish that.

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A memory of the teacher who taught me, rather not merely dates and other school stuff, but how to learn. 

The memory surfaced when I was reading a booklet shared at the dinner celebrating our 25th graduation  anniversary from the HS class of 1947.

The teacher’s address was in the booklet’s appendix as part of“Remember these teachers?”

The first assignment in the teaching process was to identify this poem and learn about the poet.

“She walks in beauty, like the night 

Of cloudless climes and starry skies; 

And all that’s best of dark and bright 

Meet in her aspect and her eyes.”

        Lord Byron …  

It was a booster for an awkwardly tall girl.

The memory triggered the memorycame as part of a booklet shared at a class reunion in He continued to send me homework until he died.

I’m so glad I was able to tell him how I still value those lessons. 

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Rather than read a daily horoscope, I read the daily posting on the Old Farmers Almanac.  One section is What happened on this date and for the 19th were really interesting to me.  

They said …

  • First practical U.S. coal-burning locomotive (York) tested, York, Pennsylvania -1831 (I’m a big fan of the 4449 .. I used to ride her back and forth from southern California when I was attending CAL in Berkeley)
  • The first rescuers reached the Donner Party in the Sierra Nevada mountains, California – 1847 (I’ve seen the memorial on the site showing depth of snow that year was ooooooooooooo tall – 23 feet as I recall)
  • Knights of Pythias founded – 1864 (my maternal Grandfather was a member but not until a few years later since he was born in 1880)
  • Prizes are included in Cracker Jack boxes for the first time – 1912 (I remember them and the Swabbie pictured on the the box.  Did any of you play with the toys or recognize the swabbie?)

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This week’s collection of trivia …
Ladies Home Journal was published for the first time– 1883

The nation’s first 911 emergency telephone system was inaugurated, in Haleyville, Alabama– 1968 The farm where Abraham Lincoln was born was called Sinking Spring Farm.  when I first looked at the posting my first thought was it said Stinking thinking maybe it was near a swamp).
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One of my favorite poems is about the boyhood of Judas and I recently discovered a book written by one of my favorite authors and a clerical consultant called “the Gospel According to Judas”.  I plan to buy a copy.  It should be an interesting read.

I’m one of those who believe Judas was part of the fulfillment of prophecy and has been badly maligned in the it-wasn’t-me-it-was-him finger pointing.

One of my favorite poems is written in the voice of Judas’s mother and the final line is “.. and I weep for Judas.  I weep for my son.”

If you haven’t seen the movie Jesus Christ Superstar it might be a good one to watch this coming Eastertime.
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Came across some more interesting information about Shakespeare.  This time on a PBS program titled Shakespeare’s Tomb which was a deep study of where Shakespeare was REALLY buried. 

It proved he is not in Westminster Abbey but in a family grouping near the altar in Stratford’s Holy Trinity Church, next to his wife Anne, under  a stone carrying a blessing and a curse.  It reads [or as close as I was able to copy]…

Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare

To digg the dust enclosed heare

Blesed be ye man he spares these stones

And cursed be he who moves my bones

The curse is thought to refer to ossuaries which in the times of Elizabeth I were used to make room for burials when cemeteries were full and evidently Shakespeare wanted to stay with the family.

There is a lot of information in the documentary

especially about the alleged theft of his head by grave robbers and why his grave is shorter than those of the rest of the family.

Holy Trinity Church, in order to follow Shakespeare’s wish, will not allow any opening of the grave so ground penetrating radar was used for research.

The truth that this site is the real burial place, and not Westminster Abbey, is validated by parish records.

If you are interested in the man called the greatest British writer of plays and poetry watch this show.

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My oh my …  I’m sure full of advice this week.

A bit late but to close out the week …

As was said in one of  Lynn Johnston’s For Better or Worse columns …

So keep smiling and I’ll be back next week …

15 February ’23 …

Weather is still cold in the morning.  Predawn temperatures are in the high 20s so every morning sparkles with frost.  Almost no ground snow left other than the high berms resulting from the Service District plowing.

This was written on tuesday morning about 9 am when it was snowing lightly with predictions for more because of the two low systems waiting offshore.

Wednesday morning temperature was 18 degrees.  That may be the coldest yet.   No new snow overnight. 

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 Ready for another Doppelgänger?  

This time it was an actor look alike of Hillary Clinton playing the “mother love” murderer of, among others, a fire and brimstone Curate and in this episode first seen sitting in the front pew of the Midsomer village churches.  

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Now here’s a doozie for collectors of trivia (and those who know the “Groundhog Day” movie). 

In1853 London the mail was delivered to your door seven times a day including Sundays (maybe not in the east end however). 

And another trivia item … the origin of the word “clue” morphed from the 14th century word “clew” meaning a ball of yarn which in turn came from the tale of Theseus and the Minotaur in which Ariadne gave him a clew so he could unwind it as he went into the maze and thereby find his way out.

And yet another … in Medieval castles all stairways were identically narrow and spiraled upward to the right (as does the one in the George and Pilgrims Hotel in Glastonbury) because they were easier to defend. 

They stopped invaders, who were coming up, from using their right arm which held their sword while defenders, who were the ones coming down, had full use of their swords.  

It worked fine until one day, during a siege, some savvy leader gathered a troop of lefties.

And still another odd trivia fact .. some folks have inferred that Shakespeare didn’t like his father because the family name shake speare led to his being sometimes called “false staff”, (which may have been the insulting name in Elizabethan times for limp whatever) and so Shakespeare demonstrated his lack of respect by naming the drunken buffoon in “Merry Wives …” Falstaff.

Isn’t it interesting the things you can learn, in addition to who doneit, while reading a mystery novel?

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Down between Mt Shasta and Dunsmuir is a notorious stretch of Union Pacific RailRoad  track known as the Cantara Loop.  It goes over the Sacramento River in a tight curve with an uphill grade going north sometimes (often) with trains often a mile long. 

Federal Railroad Administration data shows that the Union Pacific has been responsible for almost a third of railroad accidents in California over the last ten years.

In mid-November of last year nine lumber cars went off the track.  That was the second derailment in 2022.

Derailments have occurred at this site in at least 1976, 2009, and 2021

The most famous derailment was in1991, known as the Disaster, involving a load carrying thousands of gallons of herbicide killed marine life and sickened people downstream i.e. toward Dunsmuir.

The Loop is so famous there is a large metal sign there commemorating that event and the people involved in the following clean-up.

The lack of communication between the RR and local County emergency response teams and agencies is one cause according to one County official who said “If it happened twice in 16 months, it’s not like it’s not gonna happen again.”

Amtrak runs along this same track.

A massive metal guard rail was installed in 2001 but trains continue to jump the track at Cantara Loop.

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Had another power outage tuesday during a very strong west wind.  The outage didn’t last too long. My guess it was due to a downed power line the result of a tree falling.  But my backup power source did its thing and I was fine.

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Yesterday was Valentine’s Day and it reminded me of the year George was away on a consulting assignment in either Milwaukee or DC, can’t remember which, but I do remember the card and the gift that followed.  

The front of the card was two bears, one  a bit larger than the other.  The bigger one was wearing an apron and the smaller one was wearing a big grin as he looked up and inside the car was written“To my loving first wife” and the gift he brought home was my set of pearl earrings and a necklace.

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Turkey/Syria had earthquakes of magnitude 7.8 & 7.6 with a count of the dead in the thousands while we in the northwest US still await the Big one when the Cascadia Fault and the North American plate collide and one slides under the other.  

I wonder if it will cause Mt Shasta to wake up.
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Does anyone remember the magazine OMNI which was published back in the 1990s? It published articles in science, science fiction, fantasy, and parapsychology written by such authors Issac Asimov, Harlan Ellison, Arthus C Clarke, Theodore Sturgeon, Ben Bova, Philip K. Dick, and too many others to list here. 

I was an avid reader and in one issue they published the first flat 3D picture. It was a small black and white picture consisting of only dots until you learned how to read it.  When you learned the “trick” you suddenly were able see something in the midst of the dots.  One I remember clearly was a spinning wheel.  Another was a butterfly. 

I don’t remember what that first picture was and it took me a few minutes to see it, but when I did finally see it, I was able to make the magic much more quickly and easily.

I can still see things that others are not able to see such as loose threads of the same colour, but not part of the random pattern, as one of those in my robe and that makes no sense if you don’t know what I’m talking about.  Flat 3D ???

 Subsequently they became all the rage but I haven’t seen any lately and OMNI stopped publishing in 1995 after the woman publisher died.  What a loss.

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They have been having Sneaker waves on the Oregon Coast due to the low pressure fronts coming in with this series of storms. They are like mini-tsunamis which can pull people out to sea if they are daft enough to turn their backs on them.  

There have been at least a couple of such incidents so far this winter, in spite of warning signs, one of which was a father holding a child.

In southern California I remember crosscurrents which were similarly lethal although they weren’t tall and could be handled once you knew to swim across them rather try to body ride them although surfers would try to ride them if they were any bit above sea level.  I don’t remember any surfer deaths.  Probably because cross currents didn’t get as high as sneaker waves.

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Last saturday I found myself watching a bull buckoff taking place in Sacramento. It has changed a lot since my days of rodeo(pronounced as I’ve said before  row’ dee oh) attendance.

Back then the bulls’ horns weren’t blunted, the riders wore stetsons, the distractors in the arena were clowns without torso armor or protective head gear and there was usually only one of them.

Nowadays the horns are shortened and slightly rounded, the riders are wearing helmets which wouldn’t look out of place on a football field,  and there are three protectors/distractors who initially, as the bull leaves the pen, are behind the gate or way out in the center of the ring. But to give them their due there is no body armor or helmets and they close in on the bucking bronco in order to be right there whenever the rider leaves the bull either voluntarily as the time horn signals they have been riding the required time (I think it was 9 seconds) or involuntarily.  One rider almost made the time but barely did it hanging under the bull and barely missed being stepped on rather than over.  

The distractors did their job well by getting the bull back out of the arena and allowing EMT personnel to get the rider also out of the arena.

The riders all (with one exception, the one who was nearly stepped fully on and left the arena on a stretcher) doffed the helmets in favor of waving stetsons as they made their exits.

It was exciting watching to see how long they lasted aboard (none made it the full time although one came close … his ride was nearly 8.5 seconds), but somehow not as exciting as with pointed horns, no helmets just regular cowboy headgear, and one really brave clown.

One young rider didn’t make it to the competition because while practicing at home (I started to add “, home on the range” but refrained), he was offed by the bull who gave his genitals a glancing blow.

During the follow up medical exam a small cancer was diagnosed in one testes which was quickly treated.  

In an interview, the young rider said he may not ever compete in bull riding again, but is grateful that bull saved his life and he is now working in the arena as a distractor.

An unplanned couple of hours but not wasted time.  Memories …

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Watched the new version of Riverdance which premiered 25 years ago so the original dancers are all probably at least in their forties.  Michael Flatley, the Lord of the Dance with Feet of Flames, retired in 2016 with a broken body (constant spinal, knee, foot and back pain).

Colin Dunn took over as lead dancer in Riverdance when Flatley left to go the solo route.  Colin was the one I saw dance when a couple of nurse friends and I saw the show in Seattle shortly after Flatley left the show.  Colin was very good but without the ego flash of Flatley.

Jean Butler founded a school for dancers and taught Master classes until retiring to Brooklyn.

The current show was full of original choreography and music as well as newer pieces. For me, the big disappointment was the downplaying of traditional instruments so my interest went up with the drumming, but then you all know my relationship with drumming.

The vocal group didn’t get much credit, but in truth everyone was so good they couldn’t all get individual billing.  Neither do the Rockettes.

All the dancers, including the flamenco and street dancers, were well worth watching. The blending of both solo and the blending with step dancing of the different types of dance with the traditional step dancing was done with respect for all.  

And all the step dancers were wonderful, especially the two leads, who added some romantic pizazz.  They literally had big shoes to fill and they did it.  

The ensemble inline dancing finale demonstrated much practice and love of the dance.  Very great ensemble precision.

I’m glad I watched.

BTW … did you know when they were on tour, at least when I saw them, they carried their own stage flooring to set atop the theatre’s flooring so their dance sound would be true?

Another tidbit for trivia … 

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Wow, for someone who started with the feeling I had not much to say it sure took a long time to say it.

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To close out the week and the blog …

“It’s time to go.” said Bear.

“But where are we going?” asked Rabbit.

“Forward,” said Bear, “we can’t stay here anymore.”

“So much has happened here though. I don’t know that I can move on.” said Rabbit.

“You can stay if you want,” said Bear, “but life won’t wait with you.”

“It won’t?” asked Rabbit.

“No,” said Bear, “besides, up ahead there might be something wonderful.”

“You think so?” asked Rabbit.

“I think…” said Bear, “if you stay here, you’ll never know.”

So‘til next week …

8 February ’23

Last posted blog was dated 5 February and contained grammar errors.  Sorry.  

As advised in an old adage, “Never apologize, never explain” … well I made it through the first piece of that advice but am still having a bit of trouble with the other.

Oh well …

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 Mark and family were here last sunday.

Francis and I played dominoes. We had a good time. I won a couple of times but it took me much thought and pattern searching and he pointed out that I could have won faster had I played a different pattern because he would then lay out his tiles in a pattern that would have used all his tiles and he would have won.  By then I was laughing.

Then Francis started winning so I asked, as a joke, that he select my tiles for me and I won.  Then we were both laughing.  

I don’t recall the rest of the games we played but I was really concentrating and nearly won one or two more until he began winning again.  Then the game ended when we were called for dinner. 

I swear the kid has magic hands.  

I think he was having fun as was I.

For the next time the family is here we agreed we would learn Backgammon since neither of us had ever played that game before.  If we were betting I’d put my money on Francis catching on while I am still trying to learn.   

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I’m reading a good book, which is 6th or 7th in a series.  It is a good read without feeling I need to go back and read all the ones I missed. I am finding I have read enough and am remembering the characters. 

I finally decided the author is probably doing her own way of weeding because she is writing backstory and I’m catching up along with her. 

I think I have already told you about finding how names in books are sometimes clues to story lines or a character’s place in the story.  

Well, the book I am currently reading is full of them. So as well as being a good read, the challenge of understanding is equally good … Maryse, Loussainte, Clara Morrow, Monsieur Godin, Reine-Marie and that’s just a start.

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Weather is much as it has been.  Cold mornings (currently 28 degrees) and a bit warmer in the early afternoon.

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At the south end of Old Stage Road where it goes through Mt Shasta is the relic of an old Richfield gas station.  Several folks, including me, my older son, a local photographer who is no longer taking photos, and who knows how many others have looked at the building with thoughts or dreams of turning it into a dwelling.

It seems those stations were part of a system for automobiles and for the aircraft of the day to find their way.  Like the huge white arrows on the ground which pointed the way across the country from east to west or west to east depending on the direction of the arrows, the Richfield stations with their extremely tall RICHFIELD towers with red beacons on the top marked the route for airplanes north and south and were called the Lane of Lights.

There are VERY few of them left.  Here are photos of some of the remnants of history .

The station at Capistrano …

and at Siskiyou Summit …

And the one at Mt Shasta.

The gas stations were spaced a full tank of gas apart so drivers knew when and where they could refuel.  

I can remember when Daddy would stop at a Richfield station and my sister and I would be given booklike pamphlets about the birds, or flowers, or other points of interest along the route.  

A teacher of mine, with whom I corresponded late in life, had saved some for his children and gave me some.  I wish I could find those but they were all lost in my late life moves.

Oh well …

For further information here are some links …

https://www.livinggoldpress.com/rich.htm

Hope you can enjoy the trip down history lane.

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To end this week …

Remember the little things.  Some day you’ll appreciate that they were actually the big things.

Quotes from Charles Todd (Ian Rutledge book series) 

 “A Fearsome Doubt – pg 194”

And so ‘til next week …

5 February ’23 …

The BIG! News here is that Mark and family have found a home !!!

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Last sunday was Francis’ eleventh birthday.  He is actually  growing like a weed as folks often say of children. He is within an inch or so of being taller than his mother.  And getting to look more and more like his brother. 

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Weather is still cold but getting a bit warmer and staying dry.

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 Did I remember to tell you that in the Old Farmers Almanac told that the Mona Lisa has no eyThe BIG! News here is that Mark and family have found a home !!!

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Last sunday was Francis’ eleventh birthday.  He is actually  growing like a weed as folks often say of children. He is within an inch or so of being taller than his mother.  And getting to look more and more like his brother. 

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Weather is still cold but getting a bit warmer and staying dry.

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 Did I remember to tell you that in the Old Farmers Almanac told that the Mona Lisa has no eyebrows, and that when he was Emperor Napoleon kept the Mona Lisa on the wall in his loo?

Just a couple of bits if you are ever in a game of Trivia.

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More doppelgängers … a ringer for Rochester, Jack Benny’s man-of-all-whatevers, is currently the King of Harlem?

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It’s my guess that some of you wonder what I am watching on tv.  I am not watching what is said older people watch such as game shows or romance serials or sports or just sitting in front of the tv. 

I watch mostly scifi, mystery, local news, some comedy (with as few f words as possible), space information (for a while I was a monitor for the SETI program, but in those days computer reception was so slow to download and clogged up my computer time making the information I was able to provide minimal at best). 

However, a lot has changed since then. My latest find was a program on PBS about the first  verified reception of a signal from somewhere in space on a frequency known to all scientists lasting over several days and is still being studied for meaning.

It is called First Contact: An Alien Encounter.  It is a semi-fictional documentary combining educated guesses combined with actual archival transcriptions and interviews with real scientists involved in the ongoing research.  It is beyond my tech knowledge to tell you about all the information still being studied.

But this blog is what a cousin of mine is prone to call a long story short …

The main thing of interest to me is that the “first encounter” was on the 15th of August 1977 and was heard by observatories all over the world  and appeared to be a stray Unidentified Aerial Phenomena, an UAP not an UFO. 

That was a decade before Carl Sagan, instigator of SETI, the Search for Extraterrestrial Intelligence, died and before the movie Contact, which was based loosely on that prophesy, was produced in 1997.

The opinions expressed by scientists seem to be that the signal was coming from within our galaxy but not our solar system and may be so old the civilization which sent it may no longer exist.

So much for meetings with little green or grey men.

If you are a space nerd and that kind of information intrigues you, look for a NOVA  PBS program and be amazed. 
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Another cluster of gun related statistics were a bit scary.

Since the first of the year, and remember the year is only a month old, there have been 40+ mass shootings (which is more than the number of days in the month) involving more than 70+ deaths.

There are more guns in the US than there are people by some counts.

The Doomsday Clock says it is only 20 seconds before Total Annihilation.

Think about it …

Enough gloom and doom.

On a sunnier subject, advice of the Day from the Old Farmers Almanac is “to cure hiccups eat a spoonful of peanut butter”. I think I’d add a bit of jam or jelly and I wonder if it would work on the sneezing fits I occasionally have.
~~~

 To close out the week …

Be grateful for all the people who were kind to you.  Kindness rubs off. Other people become kind to people And it becomes addicting … 

‘Til next week …

ebrows, and that when he was Emperor Napoleon kept the Mona Lisa on the wall in his loo?

Just a couple of bits if you are ever in a game of Trivia.

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More doppelgängers … a ringer for Rochester, Jack Benny’s man-of-all-whatevers, is currently the King of Harlem?

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It’s my guess that some of you wonder what I am watching on tv.  I am not watching what is said older people watch such as game shows or romance serials or sports or just sitting in front of the tv. 

I watch mostly scifi, mystery, local news, some comedy (with as few f words as possible), space information (for a while I was a monitor for the SETI program, but in those days computer reception was so slow to download and clogged up my computer time making the information I was able to provide minimal at best). 

However, a lot has changed since then. My latest find was a program on PBS about the first  verified reception of a signal from somewhere in space on a frequency known to all scientists lasting over several days and is still being studied for meaning.

It is called First Contact: An Alien Encounter.  It is a semi-fictional documentary combining educated guesses combined with actual archival transcriptions and interviews with real scientists involved in the ongoing research.  It is beyond my tech knowledge to tell you about all the information still being studied.

But this blog is what a cousin of mine is prone to call a long story short …

The main thing of interest to me is that the “first encounter” was on the 15th of August 1977 and was heard by observatories all over the world  and appeared to be a stray Unidentified Aerial Phenomena, an UAP not an UFO. 

That was a decade before Carl Sagan, instigator of SETI, the Search for Extraterrestrial Intelligence, died and before the movie Contact, which was based loosely on that prophesy, was produced in 1997.

The opinions expressed by scientists seem to be that the signal was coming from within our galaxy but not our solar system and may be so old the civilization which sent it may no longer exist.

So much for meetings with little green or grey men.

If you are a space nerd and that kind of information intrigues you, look for a NOVA  PBS program and be amazed. 
~~~

Another cluster of gun related statistics were a bit scary.

Since the first of the year, and remember the year is only a month old, there have been 40+ mass shootings (which is more than the number of days in the month) involving more than 70+ deaths.

There are more guns in the US than there are people by some counts.

The Doomsday Clock says it is only 20 seconds before Total Annihilation.

Think about it …

Enough gloom and doom.

On a sunnier subject, advice of the Day from the Old Farmers Almanac is “to cure hiccups eat a spoonful of peanut butter”. I think I’d add a bit of jam or jelly and I wonder if it would work on the sneezing fits I occasionally have.
~~~

 To close out the week …

Be grateful for all the people who were kind to you.  Kindness rubs off. Other people become kind to people And it becomes addicting.

‘Til next week …