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SHAME OF THE CITY / HOMELESS ISLAND / They live - and die - on a traffic island in the middle of a busy downtown street, surviving by panhandling drivers or turning tricks.
They live - and die - on a traffic island in the middle of a busy downtown street, surviving by panhandling drivers or turning tricks. Everyone in their colony is hooked on drugs or alcohol. They are the harsh face of the homeless in San Francisco.
The day everyone learned Tommy's rotting flesh killed him was pretty much like any other day on the traffic island.
Vina, the one-legged woman with broken teeth, weaved her wheelchair in and out of traffic all morning, panhandling with a cardboard sign that read, "Anything helps." Michelle, the willowy transvestite, dozed alongside her heaped shopping cart, occasionally waking to stare at the cars. Little Bit Susan, the tiny prostitute, wasn't at her usual spot on the sidewalk -- but that was only because she was in the hospital again from another feverish flareup of one of the abscesses on her neck.
Wild Woman Angel and One-Leg Mike were out getting heroin, and Cowboy squatted on the cement, cleaning a crack pipe.
It was after noon when they found out their leader -- 44-year-old Tommy Rettig, a rail-thin man with a curly red beard -- was dead of "necrotizing fasciitis," the tissue-dissolving bacterial infection common to junkies all over the city. Nobody had seen him in two days. They'd wondered. Bobby Ray, Tommy's best friend, broke the news to the group after he got word from the coroner's office.
He stood in front of their collection of shopping carts, debris and clothing and just came out with it: "Tommy's dead."
"What?" someone gasped. Michelle and Vina erupted into sobs.
"When that flesh-eating disease gets you, there's nothing you can do," Bobby Ray said after a few minutes. "Lying on a slab at the General right now. That's that."
"Damn, I loved that man like a brother -- what was his last name?" moaned Cowboy.
"At least he's not suffering anymore," Vina said.
Michelle had just shot her first bag of heroin for the day, and she got up and stood swaying with two discarded syringes crunched under her feet, alternately screaming, crying and nodding off. In her right hand was a full box of .38-caliber bullets she'd found that morning. After one long scream, she closed her eyes and asked, "Do you know where I can sell these bullets?"
Someone tacked a picture of Tommy, a cardboard sign bearing his name and some flowers up on a tree. Rita, Tommy's off-and-on girlfriend, had been wandering all morning and showed up carrying a pair of jeans.
Bobby Ray met her on the sidewalk and told her Tommy was dead. "No way, it's a lie," she said. She started to twitch and pace. Then she saw everyone else crying.
"Oh, my God," she wailed.
She began whipping the picture of Tommy with the jeans she'd been holding.
"Damn you! Why'd you die?" she cried. "Why didn't you take care of yourself?"
And then -- in about an hour -- it was over.
Bobby Ray grabbed his cardboard sign and joined Vina panhandling the traffic. Rita stared at the tree one last time, then wiped the tears off her face. "I can't think about this anymore," she mumbled. "I gotta go." She shuffled off to find a dope dealer.
The traffic island where these homeless people live is a 40-by-75-foot triangular chunk of concrete just west of San Francisco's downtown.
Two tall, leafy trees sprout out of it, and there's a lighted ad kiosk, a no-parking sign and a warning sign not to feed the pigeons. And a tall street lamp.
The little concrete divider wouldn't get a second glance, or have a name -- if not for the colony that lives there in a jumble of shopping carts loaded with everything they own.
It's called Homeless Island by the shopkeepers who work near it and the street sweepers who clean it; to the homeless, it is just the Island.
The inhabitants live hand-to-mouth, sleep on the cement and abuse booze and drugs, mostly heroin. There are at least 3,000 others like them in San Francisco, social workers say. They are known as the "hard core," the people most visible on the streets, the most difficult to help.
And like Tommy Rettig, they are the ones most likely to die -- as 169 did last year.
Homeless Island is at the nexus of 12th and Mission streets and South Van Ness Avenue, in an area where the homeless turfs of crack and heroin junkies meet. About a dozen people form the nucleus of the colony, coming and going, and others drift in and out as well, sometimes staying away for weeks at a time.
Pedestrians, bicyclists and thousands in their cars stream by every day, passing within a few feet and barely glancing at them.
When the traffic light turns red on South Van Ness' six busy lanes, the Islanders thread through the cars, panhandling with hand-penned cardboard signs. "Signing," they call it.
Some commuters on their way to or from Highway 101 roll down their windows and give cash. Most don't. On a good day, a busy "signer" can pull down $40.
Until his death in September, Tommy Rettig was the leader of Homeless Island.
Tommy was the one who'd spent about seven years teaching them how to word their panhandling signs, how to work the traffic without getting crushed, where to sleep. Plenty of days, he gave away his last sandwich, or his last shot of heroin.
It's not like anyone planned some sort of community, Tommy noted with a dry little laugh last summer. It just happened.
"We watch out for each other," Tommy said. "Who the hell else will?"
He had mild, brown eyes and a constant grin, spoke softly, and he was a heroin addict most of his life. Tommy's left leg had been decaying for three years, eaten by abscesses caused by using dirty needles. But he was always the same: steady, calm.
"He just has this way about him that makes you want to stick around," Bobby Ray once said. "He always makes you think things could be OK. He's kind of our heart."
As the group grew, it took in all types: Latino, white, African American, men and women, people with HIV or hepatitis C. Three are one-legged. A couple are hookers like Little Bit. Shopkeepers call one "the wild woman" when she screeches and rolls on the sidewalk. Some of them used to be mechanics, or secretaries, or laborers, and in their straightest moments, they yearn for a better life. Most agreed to let a reporter spend time with them only if their last names were not printed in a story.
Every effort to help the Islanders -- from family, probation officers, drug counselors, homeless aid workers -- has failed. They have been in and out of hospitals or methadone programs and jail (on misdemeanor vagrancy tickets or drug-use busts) so many times even they have lost count.
"Day clinics? Jail? You think anyone out here on the street, all over this city, can stick with that?" Tommy said weeks before he died. "Why the hell do you think we're out here? Because we can't get over what's going on with us by ourselves, that's why.
"We want to get off the street, but I got to tell you true," he said. "Unless they take people like us and put us somewhere where we can't keep f -- ing up, we're going to keep f -- ing up."
Little Bit Susan was on a sidewalk across from the Island one late June afternoon, getting ready for the night's work. Hunched under a ragged blanket on all fours a few feet from the flow of office workers heading home, she dabbed pus off her face, ooze from the dozen scabs that had broken open from ceaseless scratching. Her crack pipe flared; her eyes went wide and bright.
Susan, who is 32 and stands a little over 4 feet high, says you need a little extra strength, a little extra freshening up, before going out. "There's a lot of competition," Susan said. "And ho'ing ain't easy to begin with. It's dangerous."
Across the street on the Island, a woman scraped a needle across the ground to knock loose some sediment, and jammed it into Michelle's neck. She clenched her teeth when the point sank in, then sighed as the heroin began its work.
"Little Bit, give me a light, I'm hungry," Tommy called out. He limped over, sat down. Susan ignored him. He pulled up his left pant leg.
Everything from the knee down was a gray, gnarled shank of flesh covered with open and scabbed-over sores. The grubby shoe tongue had fused into the 4- inch-wide raw abscess on Tommy's ankle, just as it had done every night for four months. The heat from the warm evening hit it. A stench like rancid meat wafted up.
"As long as it's bleeding a little, you know there's no gangrene," he grunted, and pulled the pant leg down. He watched Hoppy, otherwise known as Rick, hauling himself between lines of traffic on crutches, his one leg stamping up-down-up-down on the asphalt, his cardboard sign reading, "Need food," clenched between his teeth. Tommy chuckled.
"Better get back to work before he gets all the money," Tommy said, hauling himself up. He limped off with his usual sign reading, "Everything OK, even-a-smile."
It wasn't a surprise when Tommy disappeared two days before his death, because everyone in the group comes and goes. Life on the street alternates with stays in jail, on friends' floors, at the occasional fleabag hotel room, or in nearby alleys.
The cycle from jail to sidewalk and back again is so routine that, even though they fume at being rousted by cops and street cleaners, most of the time the Islanders have a sort of grudging respect for them.
"He's OK," Michelle, 48, said of San Francisco Police Officer Matt Maciel one afternoon after he gently told them to move their carts and then asked if they had enough to eat. "He's just doing his job."
Michelle remembers when she might have been the one calling the cops on people leaving needles outside her house. She was born a boy in Colorado with the name of Michael, and was sexually abused as a child. Her dad was shotgunned to death young, and her mother was a drug addict gone to cancer. But before Michelle crash-landed at the Island five years ago, she worked as a home health aide and wore smart, pressed dresses.
She dreams of getting back to that life.
"That cop might be the guy who helps me, or maybe the jail people -- it could be anybody," she said, giving Maciel a smile as he drove off. "I just need another chance."
The cops know that, to some extent, they are shoveling sand into the tide.
"Nobody wants to see people in various states of downtroddenness, but nobody knows the solution," Officer Maciel said later. "We're limited to what we can do under the law, and until there are new laws, there's just not that much we can do about people sleeping on the street and panhandling.
"You can offer all the services they need, but if they don't want them, it doesn't do any good."
Bobby Ray says the officer is right. He so fiercely insists on handling things himself that he won't see a doctor for stitches when his feet split open. He Krazy Glues the skin together instead. But handling his life in terms of keeping straight, getting a job? Too much.
"We'd like our lives back. But we're lost," the rangy-looking, bearded 52- year-old said one day as he sat on the curb. "People look at us and forget that we're human, but we all had lives once.
"We're not animals."
Sharon, 51, nodded and winced. She got to her feet and walked a block north, to the corner where "the Penguins" -- three drug dealers with their pants so low shopkeepers say they walk like the birds -- set up shop.
They weren't there. "The cops chased them off yesterday," said Alley Cat, a homeless male hooker given the nickname because he turns tricks in an alley near the Island. So Sharon walked another block east and found her usual dealer. He was sitting on the sidewalk.
"Help me out," she said, eyes pleading. She held out $7. They walked one alley up, and when they came back Sharon had a small bag of heroin in her hand.
The dealer chuckled. "Don't use it all in one place."
It's the $10 crack rock or the $20 half-gram bag of heroin that drives the panhandle. Two bags a day is ideal, and that means several hours a day of working the Island. A good day brings anywhere from $20 to $40, and a bad day means a handful of change. Cheap beer or vodka tides them over when the dope gets scarce.
A few Islanders rotate in and out of welfare, getting checks for a while of up to $410 a month. But most so long ago got into debt with local stores, or other people, that the cash doesn't do much. Sometimes it buys a down-and- out hotel room for a little while, plus dope.
But they always wind up back at the Island, where the day-to-day money comes from "signing" the traffic.
Thirty-eight-year-old Vina, who says her ex-boyfriend shot off her left leg six years ago, has made $100 on her best days, though even she has her couple-of-bucks times, too.
She had to dry out in jail in June, and she came out clean, clear-minded, talking eagerly about kicking drugs and getting back to her old job of crafting pretty greeting cards to sell at street fairs. But by July, she was back to normal, which was at least good for "signing": With her battered wheelchair, disheveled hair and face full of shattered, brown-stump teeth, she's a magnet for sympathy.
"Hi, it's a nice day, isn't it?" she drawled, a big smile on her face as she rolled her chair to the window of an SUV stopped at the light. It was four cars back of the crosswalk. The young man inside looked away a moment, then sighed. He handed her a $5 bill.
"Here, I hope it helps," he said, then looked straight ahead.
Vina took the bill wordlessly, smile frozen on her face. She wheeled to the next car.
Her boyfriend is Victor, who said he doped his way out of a good bartending job in the East Bay a couple of years ago. His dream is to start a Web site called "Hustler's Paradise," laying out all the ways he uses to rip off cash in San Francisco.
"I can list 50 ways, at least," he said one day, firing up his crack pipe.
He was leaning against a wall, smoking his rock in the open while several other Islanders worked traffic. "There is never a reason to not have money in this city." You can fish $10 bills out of parking lot slots, smash car windows and sell the stuff at U.N. Plaza, tape string to retrievable $20 bills to buy BART tickets that you resell to commuters for $10, and so on, he explained.
"The best is if you get your one-legged girlfriend to go 'signing,' " he said with a big grin. "She cleans up."
In between stints at panhandling, the Islanders sleep, shoot heroin, drink or smoke crack or cigarettes. When they eat, it's not much, mostly sweets. When they need a rest room, they usually go to a public one, but at times, someone will use an alley or patch of dirt. They read paperbacks -- Michelle was devouring "Kiss and Tell" one day -- and chat about who's going where and why, the weather, the latest election.
Under the trees and on two nearby sidewalks, the Islanders usually keep a half-dozen shopping carts arranged like a Conestoga wagon train. The carts are loaded with clothes and blankets, and they sprawl, sit or stand among them. When they sleep -- which can be day or night -- they cover the carts with cardboard and blankets, and crawl inside the makeshift igloos.
Things can get tense -- someone freaks out because it's been too long since he or she got high, or an argument breaks out over money or the stuff in the shopping carts. The worst of it comes from Angel, the fortysomething woman with short, black, perpetually disheveled hair whom shopkeepers call "wild." One day she shot up after a long, muggy morning when she hadn't eaten.
"Make the pain go away! I want my daddy! Make it stop!" she moaned over and over, writhing along the 12th Street sidewalk, slamming hands against cement and walls as she made her way up to Market Street. She picked at abscesses on her arms and face, the blood mixing with dirt to leave brown smears wherever she rolled. She screamed and drooled.
"Angel, we gotta go, the cops are coming, we gotta go," snapped her boyfriend, black-bearded One-Leg Mike, so dubbed because his left leg succumbed seven years ago to flesh-eating disease. Fighting to keep his crutches under his armpits, he snagged Angel's T-shirt and dragged her down the street, both of them bouncing off walls as they went.
"God. God. God," murmured one woman who runs a shop on Market, watching wide-eyed as the couple staggered. "God. God."
A police car rolled up to the corner of 12th and Market and parked. Two officers inside watched Mike and Angel wrestle. Mike gave up and hobbled east on Market, yelling, "Angel, honey, go!" over his shoulder.
Like a wind-up toy clicking down, Angel rolled and moaned for 20 minutes until she passed out, sprawled on the sidewalk next to a flower stand.
The cops sipped coffee. Then they left.
"That's just what she does, all the time," said the shopkeeper, who like others in the block asked not to be named for fear of having her windows smashed out.
Later, Mike's hands shook as he talked about the episode.
"Angel's really sweet when she's straight, but she uses this downer drug as medication and whenever she does dope, she goes nuts like this," he said. "She used to have a house. I used to work at a body shop. Things used to be different."
To the west of the Island, across 12th Street, are a carpet store and a car repair shop, and just up from them is a low-rent hotel. North lies a Honda automobile dealership. Up along Market Street are a flower stand and a few small businesses.
Shopkeepers, passers-by and commuters who see the Islanders say they feel pity, anger or revulsion -- and mostly, they look right past them. But not one said they ever actually had a conversation with the Islanders in the years they've been there, other than to tell them to get out of the way.
The Islanders themselves can only name the cops and city cleaners who kick them off the traffic divider now and then for the few hours it takes to hose down the cement.
The biggest businesses on the block are San Francisco Honda -- housed in the old Fillmore West auditorium -- and A & M Carpets. The people who work there resent what lives outside their doors.
"It's horrible for the city, and it's horrible for us," said Barry De Vincenzi, service director at San Francisco Honda. "They leave their needles on our sidewalk, bury their dope in the dirt of our plants, shoot up in front of our business. Yesterday, they stuck mirrors in our fence wire so they could shoot up under their tongues."
He said his company has spent thousands of dollars fencing off its grass lunch area, putting up security lights and strengthening the doors. But it hasn't kept the Islanders away.
The worst for De Vincenzi came one morning in June. Randy, an old alcoholic, was sitting in his wheelchair by the front Honda entrance chatting with a local hooker over a bottle of vodka when he suddenly slumped over and died. His organs gave out from a lifetime of alcohol abuse, and when the paramedics cut his shirt open his stomach was a raw mass crawling with maggots.
A handful of Islanders, including Tommy, and local shopkeepers, including De Vincenzi, watched.
"Is this good for business?" De Vincenzi said. "This morning, I was talking to a woman about our cars, and a (homeless woman) backed herself up against the window right behind her head and crapped on the glass. Is that good for business? Nobody in the city seems to know how bad this all is."
Whenever the subject of the Island comes up, De Vincenzi gets agitated --
the cops, street cleaners and politicians he has complained to know his fury well.
"But us, we live with it," he said. "We just can't get anyone in City Hall to change it. I gave up calling there."
Phyllis Kurzboard, owner of A & M Carpets for 26 years, is just as fed up.
The Islanders say they hold to a "code" of trying not to shoot dope in the open if kids are around, trying to stay out of people's way -- she doesn't buy it.
"They're just people who don't want to work," she said. "I clean poop off my sidewalk in the morning. My customers are frightened and sometimes can't get in the doors because these people are in the way.
"Homeless Island, they call it. I call it Hell."
Kass Henderson, a retired nurse who a few days later drove up to give the Islanders a case of Coca-Cola and two loaves of bread, didn't see Hell. She saw sorrow.
"It's just terrible the way they have to live," she said. "Maybe they're just unemployed, and it would be better if we could just get more jobs."
She grimaced when told that many of the Islanders are drug addicts and have been in and out of rehabilitation. "We need better, real rehab," she said quietly. "Not just jails."
Michelle shuffled over and gave her a big smile as she took the food. She heard part of what Henderson said, and after she drove away, Michelle shook her head sadly.
"Rehab. Yeah. Jobs. Yeah," she said. "If only that could work."
Life on the Island revolves around Little Bit Susan now that Tommy has died. Unlike the others, she doesn't "sign" -- she has a steady job having sex with johns on Mission Street for $50 a throw. At first glance, she looks like a child; shopkeepers and cops call her "the midget." She says she is "just small."
Susan has been a heroin and crack addict for 20 of her 32 years, and the usually open sores from needle marks are literally all over her arms and face. When she's on a nasty bender from heroin or crack, she snarls and prances nervously between the heaped shopping carts -- but when she's not high, she'll tear your heart out with her little-girl smile, asking how you are, do you need some food, will you stay warm tonight?
And when she's at her most lucid, she'll tell you about her four children,
about how they live with their various fathers, and about how she wishes with all her heart she could get off dope and go be a mother again.
"My 13-year-old -- she has me on restriction," Susan said one evening. "She makes me call her." She chuckled. "Good kid. Better than her mother."
In September, Susan went to San Francisco General Hospital with a 104- degree fever. She had an abscess the size of a baseball on her neck where she'd been injecting heroin.
From her hospital bed, she called her father, a retired electrician from Kentucky who has given her an 800 toll-free number so she can phone anytime.
"Daddy? I'm in the hospital again, another of those brown spider bites," Susan said softly, sweetly, into the phone. "Yeah, I know, it's hard." She chatted more, then signed off, "Yeah, I love you, too."
"I'm kicking this time, I really am," Susan said, beaming after two days in the bed, dosing on methadone. Her face was clearer than it had been in weeks, and there was new color in her cheeks. "I'm done with drugs for good."
"This is a real good opportunity for you," said Cary Emeades, the hospital social worker who came in to set Susan up with a hotel room and an outside methadone program. "You can make your life better. But you have to want it."
The last time she detoxed -- in 1995 when she was pregnant with her youngest child, a daughter -- she lasted about a year, she said.
This time, she didn't last long. The day after she got out of the hospital, Susan went back to the Island, and the daily routine soon started all over again.
"This is where my homies are," she said a couple of days later. And she cried.
Her father, Bert, sighed when asked in a telephone interview how and why Susan left her trim suburban Kentucky home as a teenager to live in the streets. He is actually her foster father, he explained -- her biological father drank himself to death. Susan's life with her mother was so bad, Susan wound up in a group home before Bert took her in.
By then, she was already deep into drugs and tagging around after loose men.
"I always felt there was a really neat person in there that needs to be brought out," Bert said on the phone. "But we tried this experiment: the love and stability thing. The incentive and the education thing. And it didn't work.
So I don't know what else you could do."
He knows Susan is homeless. He just doesn't know the details, and he hasn't seen her in nearly five years. Susan doesn't tell him about the drugs and the johns because she wants her father always to be the sweet voice on the end of the phone where life is normal. Hopeful.
The closest thing to family Susan has in San Francisco is her boyfriend, Twenty, a tall man with a rock-hard face ringed by dreadlocks.
"All I am is another homeless dope-fiend hooker to everyone else," Susan said. "But you know what Twenty tells me?"
The two were standing across the street from the Island sorting out the clothes in Twenty's shopping cart. Twenty put his arm around her shoulder and whispered in her ear. He turned and said, "I tell her: You're still somebody's daughter, and I love you. I tell her we are alive."
Susan's face erupted into a grin. It was her birthday. In the morning, she said, she tried to call her daughter but couldn't bring herself to punch in the final digit of the number.
That night, she sat in a parking lot in the Mission District, tidying her blond ponytail and smoothing her orange warm-up jacket in preparation for work.
It was going to be a long one -- lately, three thugs had been beating up hookers, and Susan was scared. Her eyes started welling, and she stared off into the distance.
"Just another day," Susan said. "I'm 32, but I feel 50." She got up and stepped to the sidewalk.
"I'm going to kick someday," she said. "I just need to make a little more money for a little more dope to get me a little more time, and I'll be off the stuff and off that traffic island. I will. I will."
She strode off to her usual corner on 16th Street at Folsom, small legs pumping, arms swinging side to side, head high. All confidence. All business.
Susan held up her hand, and a shiny red Jeep pulled over. A clean-cut- looking white guy was at the wheel. Susan trotted over, got in. The Jeep headed north on Folsom. A transvestite hooker took her place on the corner, holding up his hand as the Jeep disappeared into the night.
Tommy lost his fight against his own decay on Sept. 16 at San Francisco General. He checked himself into the hospital at 11 p.m. the day before with a fever, the flesh-eating disease at its peak. At 4:20 a.m., he died.
It was the leg that did it. He had been letting it go for years.
The last time the leg got badly infected was in February, and he spent weeks in the hospital. But after being patched up and released, he was back out on the street. He'd bandage the wound, but then unwrap it when he wanted to get high.
"I kind of like it being open because I can shoot straight into the vein, " he said last summer, while he fingered a fat vein pulsing up through the open flesh. He was sitting on the Island with people walking by -- none of whom seemed to notice him or his leg or the syringes dotting the dirt under the trees. "Gets me well (high on heroin) quicker."
It also killed him quicker.
"He was basically shooting up and not taking care of himself," said Don Stocum, an investigator with the San Francisco medical examiner's office.
Nobody was with Tommy when he went to the hospital. "The last time I saw him was Sunday, and he left here with a rock (of crack) and a little bit of dope," said Bobby Ray on Tuesday, the day Tommy died. "He said he might go to a hospital, but he thought he really just needed a little rest to get better."
Tommy's uncle, Ron Rettig, the successful owner of a construction company in Tommy's small hometown in Iowa, sighed when he heard the news. He said his nephew was dealt a losing hand from the start.
"His father was a drunk, never had much going, left Tommy's mother when he was little and never sent child support," Rettig said in a telephone interview. "And Tommy's mother -- well, she laid with this one and that one and was not too picky, if you know what I mean.
"She died in an apartment fire. Cigarette lit the place, burned her right up."
Around age 10, Tommy went to live with his grandparents, Rettig said. "He was always a charmer, very sweet. He was no dummy, but school was not his thing. Stealing and drugs and drinking was his problem." Tommy dropped out of high school around his sophomore year and moved out, married twice and then drifted around the country.
Pot smoking started early, then heroin. Tommy wound up in San Francisco in the early 1990s and tried a few odd jobs, including cleaning boats at the waterfront. But mostly, he was homeless. He has four sons and one daughter, all back in Iowa -- but they probably wouldn't recognize him, said Tommy's uncle. None of them, or any of the rest of the family, had seen him since the late 1980s.
"I just wish he could have had more of a life," Rettig said. "Such suffering, such a waste."
Tommy had been a part of the Island for so long, nobody could really believe he was gone.
So Bobby Ray headed to the hospital two days after the Islanders learned he was dead, taking Michelle. They wanted to make sure it was Tommy. They couldn't find Rita, "but then, I don't think she could bring herself to go anyway," Bobby Ray said.
The morgue attendant at San Francisco General tried first to shoo them away, but Bobby Ray told him he was Tommy's stepbrother. In the street-life sense of the word, he was -- Tommy listed him as next of kin.
"Wait here," the attendant sighed. Five minutes later, he opened the door and there, laid out on his tray, was Tommy in a white body bag with his face and right shoulder exposed.
"Yep, that's him, all right," Bobby Ray muttered. Michelle nearly collapsed. She stood several minutes, silently staring at the face -- hospital tubes jutting from Tommy's nose and mouth, eyes taped shut, dried blood coming out of every opening. Then she and Bobby Ray walked out.
Two steps from the door, Michelle burst into anguished sobs. Bobby Ray threw an arm around her to keep her from falling down.
"He's in a better place, Michelle, he's not suffering anymore," he whispered over and over into her ear. Michelle was unable to speak. Sobs racked her body for half an hour.
They left the morgue and went back to the Island.
That night, Bobby Ray called the city Department of Health from a pay phone to ask about Tommy's body. Nobody on the Island knew anyone in Tommy's family to call. The city would cremate the body, he learned, if nobody claimed it.
After the call, Bobby Ray wondered whether to claim the ashes. As he thought about that, he watched Michelle and the others panhandle traffic. He shook his head angrily.
"What the hell would I do with them?" Bobby Ray said. "Dump them here? Hold a memorial? Nobody would come."
Vina was rolling her wheelchair north to Market to find dope. Another Islander was shooting up on the sidewalk. Michelle chatted up a driver and got a buck.
Bobby Ray shook his head again.
"It's like Tommy just went on a bender or something, and so he's just gone," he said. "Nobody needed to cop from him this morning, so what the hell. Nobody notices anymore."
He picked up his own cardboard sign and headed toward the cars.
SHAME OF THE CITY San Francisco has the nation's worst problem with hard-core homelessness. Thousands of people are without shelter and as many as 5,000 spend virtually all their time on the street. Chronicle reporter Kevin Fagan and photographer Brant Ward spent four months among the homeless and those who deal with them. Over the next five days, they explore how one of the nation's wealthiest and most cultured cities came to have so many people living on its streets..
Life is a hand-to-mouth ordeal for the hard core on Homeless Island..
The Silver family is a rarity among San Francisco's 930 homeless families
-- despite living in their van, their children do well at school..
Word on the street is that homeless shelters are dangerous drug dens, but that's not what The Chronicle found..
The aid San Francisco provides the homeless perpetuates the problem. .
San Francisco knows how to solve its problem with homelessness, but it needs decisionmakers to agree on a plan.


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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 3:45 pm
Post subject: Paris in January
My sweetheart and I will be visiting Paris for the first time in January (in fact this will be my first trip to Europe!) We will be staying in the 17e arondissement and will be taking in as much of the city as we possibly can in 8 days. I have 2 questions: What should I pack? (I'm coming from Canada so winter for me is -30 so when someone says dress warm I dress like the abomidable snow woman!) The other question is that we wil be celebrating 3 years together and I want a traditional parisian experience (not nessesarily a posh restaurant but something truely Paris) any suggestions? Thanks all....love this forum!
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 4:38 am
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Not sure why you haven't had a response yet. I would have thought there would be quite a few people on this forum who might be able to answer your questions.
I am no expert on Paris in January. I went in July when it was the complete opposite in temperatures.
But at least this will bump your post up to the top so someone might come in and provide some answers.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 3:09 pm
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I'm also a Canadian originally, currently living and studying in Brittany. There will probably be other people who'll give you better, more detailed information on Paris, but I'll do my best.
Weather-wise, Paris doesn't get nearly as cold as most parts of Canada do, but it's not exactly tropical either. Also, it's pretty windy. So dress warm-ish. And bring an umbrella because it'll probably rain.
You're fortunate to be going in January. There will still be lots of tourists (I don't think there's any season that's not tourist season in Paris), but there will be considerably less than in the summer.
As for your second question, I really liked the Quartier Latin (5e arrondissement). On the north end, by to the Seine, there are a lot of restaurants that cater to tourists, so those would be good choices particularly if you don't speak French. Some of them can be pretty good, actually, with prix-fixe menus at 10 or 15 -- you'll get a starter, main, and dessert with that. But I liked the southern bit of the Quartier Latin better. Get off at the métro station Place Monge and walk west, there are tons of small streets with lovely restaurants and boutiques.
A lot of North Americans have been brainwashed by the media to believe that all Parisians dine in restaurants while being serenaded by accordion music and served by friendly waiters wearing black berets. This isn't actually what most of Paris is really like. If this is the experience you're looking for, I'd recommend checking out the really posh, touristy restaurants. Posh restaurants are mostly in the 1st and 2nd arrondissements, near the Place de la Concorde and the Place Vendôme.
If you like crêpes, I'd recommend the Cluny area. You should also try some Parisian specialties, like steak frites and croques. Those you can get at most bistros.
I'd also take some walks in the area you're staying. You're pretty close to Montmartre, which has a pretty funky nightlife with cozy cafés and bars.
That's pretty much all I can recommend. . .I'm sure there's lots more. You can find fabulous restaurants in every arrondissement, I'm sure, but these are the areas I've spent a lot of time in. Really, the best thing to do when you have some free time is to just put on some really comfy shoes and get lost, and have fun and be open-minded.
PS - if you have any questions about specific places to visit or anything like that, feel free to PM me!
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 5:45 pm
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Even in January, Paris may be a fabulous experience!
Just one idea for a perfect Sunday morning.
Wake up not too late (let'say around
and check if the sky is blue and sunny.
If it is a beautiful romantic day, go to Champs Elysees and get a breakfast in Laduree.
Then, walk to Place de la Concorde, jardin des Tuileries, Louvres...
Believe me, after that, you will never forget Paris!
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January is cold, but not like Canada!!
Remember that inside all the stores it will be unbearably hot (they are all overheated) so you will need to have a coat that you can be warm in outside, but take off to have a light layer on for the heat inside.
I try not to use an umbrella as there is never enough room in Paris. A coat with a hood is better. Umbrellas are good for when you are walking in the parks in the rain.
Laduree is expensive. Beautiful, but not in most people's budget.
I would go for one of the small cafes, bistros or even a tabac and have breakfast there. It will be more authentic.
The best creperie in Paris is on rue Lepic in Montmartre. It is called Lepic Assiette. Fabulous food and the staff are friendly and welcoming.
The Marais is the best place for falafels. go to rue de Rosiers and you will eat the best falafels ever.
There is a fabulous restaurant in the 17th near Place de Clichy. Bookings are essential, but they do speak english so you can phone ahead without fear of not being understood. It is Le Bouclard. phone 01 45 22 60 01. The menu is traditional french and is absolutely superb.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 4:18 pm
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Definitely agree with Debbie about Laduree. The pastries are gorgeous, but they
pricey and the service in the salon de the can be very snotty! I prefer just buying the macarons to take away... Bakeries are also great places for breakfast - a lot of them will make you coffee and even have places to sit (even if it's just stools at a counter). If it's tea and cakes you're looking for, my top tip is a place in the Marais (3 rue des Rosiers) called Le Loir dans le Theiere ('the dormouse in the teapot'!). Great teas, generous portions of delicious tarts and cakes, and very friendly and relaxed service. And the Marais is a great place to just wander around...
If you're after a traditional bistro meal, you can't do better than Chez Michel. You do need to reserve (it's popular, and for good reason) and it's a little out of the way (near the Gare du Nord) but I highly, highly recommend it.
And other things... since this is your first trip to Paris, I'd recommend a boat trip on the Seine. There are several bateau-mouche companies, some better than others, and the one I've tried and liked is called Les Vedettes du Pont Neuf (the boats go from the western tip of the Ile de la Cite, just below the Pont Neuf). And try to go at night - Paris during the day is rather grey, but at night it's pure enchantment. If you're planning to hit the museums, it's worth knowing that several of the big ones are open late (Louvre: Monday and Wednesday to 9.45, Orsay: Thursday to 9.45, Orangerie: Friday to 9 and Centre Pompidou: every day but Tuesday to 9) and if you go in the evening, they are MUCH less crowded!
Oh, and... January is the month of the big sales! Happy shopping!
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You might enjoy this blog where they write up their paris restaurant experiences. I bookmarked it for myself.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 3:19 pm
Post subject: Thanks for all the info
Thank you to everyone who has responded, I am going to make myself a little notebook with all your suggestions for the perfect Paris day. We both speak French fluently and I am very much looking forward to speaking "français comme il faut". When we return I will be certain to update you all on all of our favourite Paris moments! Now I'm off to find a pair of comfortable AND stylish walking boots (which is no small feat here in the land of snow and ice!)
A safe and happy holiday to all! (and keep the suggestions coming!)
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Most power supplies come with a rating in volts (V) and amps (A). To determine the current in amps, use I = P / V, where the following is true:
- I is the current of the power supply.
- P is the calculated power of the hub.
- V is the chosen voltage of the power supply (between 7 to 24 or 7 to 40 volts).
For example, if a hub requires 18 W and you choose a 12 V power supply, the current of the power supply would be I = 18/12, I = 1.5A.
When you troubleshoot issues with a USB hub, there are some quick tests that you can complete to rule out potential problems. You can test to make sure that the following components are working correctly and are not the source of the issue:
USB A-to-B cable
Computer USB port
USB peripheral(s)
To test your setup components, try the following:
Use the USB cable and USB peripheral(s) in another setup to see if the problem is with the components or the setup.
Use a different USB cable, USB port, and USB peripheral in your setup to see if the problem persists. Ideally, you should test a component that you know works in another setup.
When you test your cables, it is recommended that you do the following:
Test each cable individually.
Use short cables when you are testing.
When you test the hub, make sure that you do the following:
If a power adapter is included, provide power to the USB hub.
Attach a USB peripheral. The USB hub will not appear in any hardware listings on your system, but USB devices do appear when they are connected.
Install the drivers for the USB peripheral.
Install the latest drivers for the USB controller and motherboard chipset.
Note: No drivers or software are required for the USB hub to work with your operating system. The USB hub works independently of software and works with any operating system.
When testing your USB peripherals, make sure that you do the following:
If required, attach external power.
Confirm that the peripheral works on a standard USB port.
If the USB peripheral(s) can be detected on a standard USB port and not on the hub, do the following:
Use a new USB A-to-B cable.
Test your setup using basic USB peripherals, such as a keyboard or mouse.
Test using another USB port.
If the USB device does not work after your computer has been in extended hibernation, it is likely that Windows has automatically turned off the USB Root hub to save power.
The steps below outline how to configure the USB root hub to stay on during hibernation, to prevent this from happening.
Windows 10 / 8
- On your keyboard, press the Windows key + X and select Control Panel.
- Click Hardware and Sound, then click Power Options.
- Click Change plan settings for the plan you want to change.
- Click Change advanced power settings.
- Click the plus sign (+) next to "USB settings" and "USB selective suspend setting" to expand the options and change the setting to Disabled.
- Click OK to apply the setting.
Note: You may need to disconnect and re-connect your USB device after applying these settings to re-establish the connection.
Windows 7 / Vista
- Click the Start button and select Control Panel.
- Click Hardware and Sound, then click Power Options.
- Click Change plan settings for the plan you want to change.
- Click Change advanced power settings.
- Click the plus sign (+) next to "USB settings" and "USB selective suspend setting" to expand the options and change the setting to Disabled.
- Click OK to apply the setting.
Note: You may need to disconnect and re-connect your USB device after applying these settings to re-establish the connection.
Windows XP
- On your desktop, right-click the My Computer icon and select Properties.
- Click the Device Manager tab.
- Expand Universal Serial Bus controllers by clicking the arrow to the left of it.
- Right-click the first USB Root Hub device and select Properties.
- Click the Power Management tab.
- Clear the box next to Allow the computer to turn off this device to save power.
- Click OK to apply the setting.
- Repeat steps 4-7 for any remaining devices in the Universal Serial Bus Controllers section with "Root Hub" in the name.
Note: You may need to disconnect and re-connect your USB device after applying these settings to re-establish the connection.
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- If product has an exposed circuit board, do not touch the product under power.
- If Class 1 Laser Product. Laser radiation is present when the system is open.
- Wiring terminations should not be made with the product and/or electric lines under power.
- Product installation and/or mounting should be completed by a certified professional as per the local safety and building code guidelines.
- Cables (including power and charging cables) should be placed and routed to avoid creating electric, tripping or safety hazards.
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Lotus Europa: An oddity keeps a carmaker afloat
To look at the Europa, it seems amazing that this awkwardly styled, junior-sized sports car wearing a Lotus badge and powered by a tepid Renault engine could have been so popular.
But its mid-engine design (between the passenger compartment and the rear wheels), spectacular driving characteristics and reasonable price made it a vital revenue producer that kept Lotus afloat and helped fuel the company's professional racing efforts.
Colin Chapman, visionary founder and chief engineer for Lotus Cars of England, was never one to follow convention and the wide range of sports cars he produced over the years reflected this fact. Although most of his creations were technically superior to anything else being built, they tended to be poorly assembled and usually required frequent and expensive maintenance to keep them roadworthy. Still, Chapman enjoyed near cult status among long-suffering, but fiercely loyal Lotus owners who put up with just about any inconvenience for the driving thrills that their none-too-trusty steeds delivered.
The Lotus boss had primarily focused on open-top roadsters in the 1950s and '60s, but undertook a completely different direction with the Europa, which was launched in 1966. Physically, it defied description and baffled fans and critics alike. Between the front bumper and the doors, it was pure sports car, but behind the seats, the design went off track, prompting some to refer to the Europa's slab sides and flat rear deck that extended out behind a narrow ribbon of rear window as possessing the appearance of a flattened bread van. The lack of decent luggage space or even roll-down windows also created public consternation.
The gossip never bothered Chapman. The car looked the way it did for a reason, and that was to conceal the French-built 1.5-liter four-cylinder engine and four-speed manual transaxle originally developed for the front-wheel-drive Renault 16. For the Europa's application, the entire powertrain was positioned lengthwise directly behind the seats and ahead of the rear axle. It developed a modest 78 horsepower and even though it had just 1,350 pounds to propel, the Europa lumbered to 60 at about the same pace as today's economy cars. However, it was enough to keep most buyers sufficiently entertained. The fact that the driver's backside practically scraped the ground helped create the illusion of speed.
In any event, the Europa's precise suspension and direct steering were really the Europa's strong points. In designing the car, Chapman stuck to his tried-and true one-piece backbone chassis used in previous Lotus models that helped keep the Europa's center of gravity attached to Mother Earth. However, the size and shape of the chassis also severely restricted cabin space. Tall and/or wide passengers had practically no hope of ever entering the car's claustrophobic confines.
The Europa's plastic shell was bonded (glued) to the chassis to further keep the weight down. Unfortunately, this approach made repairing damaged body panels a chore, so bolts were eventually substituted.
Initially, the arrangement with Renault gave the French automaker exclusive rights to sell the original Series I Europa in Europe. However, by 1969, Chapman was able to market his mid-engine marvel, by then upgraded to Series II status with a larger version of the Renault 16 engine, to the rest of the world, specifically the sports-car-hungry North American market.
The Europa S2 was available in Great Britain as an unassembled kit car (similar to the bare-bones-basic Lotus Super 7 roadster) to avoid the country's onerous purchase taxes. As a bow to convention and to satisfy the export market, the car featured power windows and other minor comfort improvements.
As for power, or rather, the lack of it, a fix came in 1971 in the form of a Ford-Cortina-based 1.6-liter twin-cam engine that originally produced 105 horsepower but was quickly updated to 126 ponies. Zero-to-60 mph times dropped by more than two seconds, weekend club racers rejoiced and the marque's purists were relieved that finally a "proper" Lotus engine and five-speed manual gearbox had found their way into the Europa's engine bay.
By the time the Europa was retired in 1974, more than 9,200 had been produced. That wasn't enough to worry mainstream manufacturers, but it was certainly a success story by Lotus standards. As one of the first mass-produced mid-engine sports cars, The Europa broke new engineering ground and its low price (around $4,600) kept it within range of a wider group of buyers.
The Lotus models that followed, even after Colin Chapman's death in 1982, were, and continue to be, geared to more upscale enthusiasts.


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"The Greatest Want of the World"
"We are living, we are dwelling, in a grand and awful some time, In an age on ages telling, to be living is sublime."
I have never felt that the words of this song are so appropriate as I do now, in 2015. As you also are experiencing, we are literally seeing prophecy fulfilled before our eyes. This is the time when there is an increased need of "real" men and all that the word implies.
"The greatest want of the world is the want of men--men who will not be bought or sold, men who in their inmost souls are true and honest, men who do not fear to call sin by its right name, men whose conscience is as true to duty as the needle to the pole, men who will stand for the right though the heavens fall." {Ed 57.3}
"But such a character is not the result of accident; it is not due to special favors or endowments of Providence. A noble character is the result of self-discipline, of the subjection of the lower to the higher nature--the surrender of self for the service of love to God and man." {Ed 57.4}
We are daily challenged to be such, individuals who stand for principle out of sincere love for their Creator, Redeemer, and Saviour. We will then be brilliant lights that both purposefully and inadvertently can do nothing less than shine in the increasing darkness that is engulfing this globe.
Recently I read an article from July 10, 2015 Washington Post entitled, "Spring 2016 is all about lacy shirts, floral prints, silky fabrics — for men" (by Robin Givhan). The opening line states, "The end of gender is near." As I scanned the pictures in the article, I saw images of fashion shows. The men were attired in ruffles, chiffon, lace, and/or flowers or floppy bow ties and scarves. They modeled floral suits and man bags were also displayed. One shirt is described as a "slinky glamorous shirt 'for humans'." A "phalanx of models sporting gender neutral clothing" was also pictured. Male and female models would often follow each other (or were pictured side by side, for comparison sake) evidencing that the same item could be worn by either. The designers stated that they were attempting to gently blur the gender differences and that this has been an ongoing endeavor. Men shoulders are dropped, and their attire is softer. As for women's attire, "they eschew prissy and overtly sexy. They prefer swagger…" As stated in the article, the goal is to chisel away the demarcation between femininity and masculinity. This is life in 2015.
The question was then asked, "Why are clothes assigned a gender at all?" It goes on to explain that they are not referring to obvious male and female bodily differences, but rather simply, why a gender at all. Again, this is life in the year 2015.
"…But these young men do not leave viewers guessing at their gender and then feeling guilty about speculating. They are clearly men. And, until our eyes adjust: They often look as if they are wearing girls' clothes."
In light of our understanding of creation, there was and will be two distinctive beings—each with specific gender inclinations and roles; this is God ordained and unalterable.
The Scripture is clear in Deuteronomy 22:5 where we read, "The woman shall not wear that which pertaineth unto a man, neither shall a man put on a woman's garment for all that do so are abomination unto the Lord thy God."
"…God's prohibitions are lightly regarded by all who advocate doing away with the distinction of dress between males and females." {1T 459.8}
"God designed that there should be a plain distinction between the dress of men and women, and has considered the matter of sufficient importance to give explicit directions in regard to it; for the same dress worn by both sexes would cause confusion and great increase of crime. Were the apostle Paul alive, and should he behold women professing godliness with this style of dress, he would utter a rebuke. 'In like manner also, that women adorn themselves in modest apparel, with shamefacedness and sobriety; not with broided hair, or gold, or pearls, or costly array; but (which becometh women professing godliness) with good works.' The mass of professed Christians utterly disregard the teachings of the apostles, and wear gold, pearls, and costly array. {1T 460.1}
May God help us be a light in this increasing moral darkness.
"The greatest want of the world is the want of men." I believe this one hundred year old statement is pertinent now than ever is these dire times. But as stated previously, such character does not come by accident. It is a result of self-discipline, stern battles with self, and a subjection to our Higher Authority.
"…The Christian life is a battle and a march. In this warfare there is no release; the effort must be continuous and persevering. It is by unceasing endeavor that we maintain the victory over the temptations of Satan. Christian integrity must be sought with resistless energy and maintained with a resolute fixedness of purpose." {MH 453.2}
"No one will be borne upward without stern, persevering effort in his own behalf. All must engage in this warfare for themselves; no one else can fight our battles. Individually we are responsible for the issues of the struggle; though Noah, Job, and Daniel were in the land they could deliver neither son nor daughter by their righteousness." {MH 453.3}
There is a dearth in the land, a dearth of true men and women. May women not be ashamed of their femininity and men be boldly masculine in their Christianity; moreover may we be godly in our respective roles, standing firm to truth, and with tearful heartfelt pain, call sin sin when directed by the Holy Spirit... though the heavens fall.
"The greatest want of the world is the want of men--men who will not be bought or sold, men who in their inmost souls are true and honest, men who do not fear to call sin by its right name, men whose conscience is as true to duty as the needle to the pole, men who will stand for the right though the heavens fall." {Ed 57.3}
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by: Samantha Edwards
Our latest Gospel-Medical Missionary Field School brought us to Cleveland, OH where my husband and I labored with the Maranatha Seventh-day Adventist Church to equip 23 precious souls to do the work of a medical evangelist. We were joyed with the fact that this church has decided to use their facilities to not only train their members, but also the surrounding churches. This medical missionary work is truly appointed of God and it is exciting to see so many interested in working as Christ worked!
We are told "We have come to a time when every member of the church should take hold of medical missionary work." {7T 62}. How are they going to do it? How will each one be trained for such service? Inspiration does not leave us wondering. Notice,
Every church member should be engaged in some line of service for the Master. Some cannot do so much as others, but everyone should do his utmost to roll back the tide of disease and distress that is sweeping over our world. Many would be willing to work if they were taught how to begin. They need to be instructed and encouraged. {CME 17.5}
Every church should be a training school for Christian workers. Its members should be taught how to give Bible readings, how to conduct and teach Sabbath-school classes, how best to help the poor and to care for the sick, how to work for the unconverted. There should be schools of health, cooking schools, and classes in various lines of Christian help work. {MH 149.2}
Consequently, if every church were a training school for Christian workers, then every church member can have opportunity to become gospel medical missionaries! Oh my friends, it is a beautiful plan, yea more— it is an inspired plan. We were blessed to have followed this wonderful counsel as we know it would be a means of preparing those "who shall be able to teach others also" God's beautiful plan of healthful living!
Our one-week (8-day) intensive training began with giving discourses on the purpose of the medical missionary work, that it is "largely a spiritual work" {CH 540}; how its "object is to point sin-sick men and women to the Man of Calvary, who taketh away the sin of the world" {MH 144.1}. Our great textbook was the Bible, the word of God and the inspired classic, The Ministry of Healing which we are told "contains the wisdom of the Great Physician" {9T 71}. These two powerhouses gave us a solid foundation on the great import of this work.
We also took a full day to cover, "How to study the Bible" as well as give practical instruction on how to "give Bible readings" and how to answer difficult Bible texts and how to defend our doctrinal positions biblically. This aspect of the training proved to be a wonderful blessing as there were so many that, although have been church members for so many years, never really understood how to study the Bible. The prophet to the remnant tells us,
"I have been shown that many who profess to have a knowledge of present truth know not what they believe. They do not understand the evidences of their faith. They have no just appreciation of the work for the present time. When the time of trial shall come, there are men now preaching to others who will find, upon examining the positions they hold, that there are many things for which they can give no satisfactory reason. Until thus tested they knew not their great ignorance. And there are many in the church who take it for granted that they understand what they believe; but, until controversy arises, they do not know their own weakness. When separated from those of like faith and compelled to stand singly and alone to explain their belief, they will be surprised to see how confused are their ideas of what they had accepted as truth. Certain it is that there has been among us a departure from the living God and a turning to men, putting human in place of divine wisdom. {5T 707.2}
I pray God that none of us shall find ourself in this woeful position! Let us "study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth" [2 Tim 2:15]. We must now, while we have opportunity, store up in our minds all the treasures of God's holy word!
We also dwelt heavily on the role of the medical missionary work in preparation for the final crisis. For this we looked at:
As religious aggression subverts the liberties of our nation, those who would stand for freedom of conscience will be placed in unfavorable positions. For their own sake, they should, while they have opportunity, become intelligent in regard to disease, its causes, prevention, and cure. And those who do this will find a field of labor anywhere. There will be suffering ones, plenty of them, who will need help, not only among those of our own faith, but largely among those who know not the truth. {CH 506.1}
You see, having this understanding is not optional if we intend on being faithful and true until the end. If you have not yet learned how to address disease, know its cause, prevention and cure, you are sadly setting yourself up to receive of the mark of the beast. This is by no means attempting to alarm you, but we must know the serious realities of a neglect of this knowledge. Further, any attempts we make to do "evangelism" would not be as effective as it should if we are not combining both the medical missionary work with the gospel.
Medical missionary work is in no case to be divorced from the gospel ministry. The Lord has specified that the two shall be as closely connected as the arm is with the body. Without this union neither part of the work is complete. The medical missionary work is the gospel in illustration. {CH 524.2}
I have tried to carry forward the medical missionary work and the gospel. These two are united, and should never be separated, because Christ did not separate them. {GCB, April 8, 1901 par. 20}
To see the magnitude of this separation, we are told,
I want to tell you that when the gospel ministers and the medical missionary workers are not united, there is placed on our churches the worst evil that can be placed there. {MM 241}
How can we stay this tide of evil?
Get the young men and women in the churches to work. Combine medical missionary work with the proclamation of the third angel's message. Make regular, organized efforts to lift the church members out of the dead level in which they have been for years. Send out into the churches workers who will live the principles of health reform. Let those be sent who can see the necessity of self-denial in appetite, or they will be a snare to the church. See if the breath of life will not then come into our churches. {6T 267}
The solution, as plainly stated, is simple— combine the medical missionary work with the proclamation of the gospel. Why don't we take God at His word and work the works of Him who sent us while it is day, the night cometh when no man can work. [John 9:4]
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8 oz. Vaseline or non petroleum jelly
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Place all ingredients in a glass bowl and mix thoroughly until incorporated. Store room temperature in a sealed jar. Apply wherever pain is present. Be careful not to get this mix into your eyes.
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Good afternoon, Wild fans!
There was plenty of big Wild news over the 4th of July holiday and there continued to be more announcements today. OK, so maybe today's news isn't quite at "blockbuster" level like the trade Sunday night, but there is certainly plenty of cool stuff to tell you about.
Firstly, Wild GM Chuck Fletcher announced this afternoon that the Wild has signed center Darroll Powe to a three-year contract and center Jeff Taffe to a one-year, two-way contract. You'll remember, the Wild acquired the 26-year-old Powe from Philadelphia for a 2013 third-round draft pick on June 27 and held his rights as a restricted free agent. He registered 17 points (7-10=17) and 41 PIM in 81 games for Philly last season, leading the Flyers with 196 hits and setting career highs in assists and points. The Saskatoon, Sask., native played three NHL seasons with the Flyers after signing as a free agent out of Princeton University. It was also announced that Powe will wear No. 14 with the Wild. Hear what Powe had to say about the contract here.
Many Minnesota hockey fans remember Taffe, the former Golden Gopher from Hastings. The 30-year-old notched 67 points (30-37=67) in 74 games for the AHL's Rockford IceHogs last season, skating in one game with the Chicago Blackhawks. The 1999 Mr. Hockey Minnesota has posted 44 points in 175 NHL games with Phoenix, the New York Rangers, Pittsburgh, Florida and Chicago. Stay up to date with all of the Wild signings on the transactions page and contract chart on wild.com
Of course, many fans are still talking about the trade the Wild made Sunday night with San Jose, acquiring Dany Heatley for Martin Havlat. If you were too busy having picnics and lighting fireworks to get all of the details on the deal, click here for audio, video and more. The Hockey Lodge also sent over the first photo of Heatley's new Wild jersey, which is currently available at the Xcel Energy Center Hockey Lodge location and is available for pre-orders on hockeylodge.com. It'll take some time to get used to the new names on the No. 10 and 15 jerseys, but there have been plenty of fans making us aware that they are excited to see the former Sharks skate with the Wild.
Secondly, the Wild also announced today that it has named John Torchetti as new head coach of the Houston Aeros. Torchetti fills the spot of Mike Yeo, who of course left Houston to become the new Wild head coach. The 46-year-old Boston native comes to the Aeros after serving as an associate coach for the Atlanta Thrashers last season. His 27 years of professional hockey experience as a player, coach and manager include NHL coaching experience with Tampa Bay, Florida, Los Angeles, Chicago and Atlanta. For the full announcement and audio of Torchetti's reaction to the announcement, click here.
Finally, the Wild announced a really cool project with FOX Sports North and Olson that I'd bet Wild fans will love. "Becoming Wild," presented by Toyota, is a six-part TV series that documents the Wild offseason through unprecedented, behind-the-scenes coverage of the hockey operations department. I'd say it's similar to the NHL's 24-7 series on HBO this year. One of the best parts about the series, which will premiere on July 8 after the Twins game on FS North, is that filming started before any of this summer's excitement and drama happened, meaning it was caught on camera and fans will get to see it. For more on the series, including broadcast dates and clips of the premiere episode, click here. Outtakes and full episodes will be available on wild.com after the premiere of that episode airs on FS North. I was lucky enough to get to watch the first episode, which covers the Aeros run to the Calder Cup Finals, and will tell you two things: 1. I don't know how anyone will watch the episode and not be incredibly excited to see Mike Yeo coach the Wild and 2. While the coaches-healthy scratches scrimmage is a great scene, not all of the best parts are given away in the preview clips. There's a Matt Kassian vs. the rest of the team discussion about whether he could fight Manny Pacquiao that could well be a fan favorite.


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