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Putting the Bite on Backyard Barkers
Education is the answer when complaints turn ugly
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Submitted by Quiet Pima County | February 9 2009 | Permalink
Im sorry your sympathy faded fast after reading the "darker side" of the barking dog problem. Many folks dont understand that there are more than two sides to the problem. Besides the obvious problem of the barking dog and the debilitating effects it has on the barking dog victim, the problem with the barking dog owner is far greater. There is a sickness of entitlement. They believe in some delusional manner that they have every right to neglect thier dogs incessant barking.
Another problem that permiates the barking dog issue is the reluctance of victims to report it because of the fear of retaliation. To many victims have been harassed, libeled, property vandalized, stalked, physically assaulted and killed.
Another problem is the lack of law enforcement and community involvement.
Another problem is the advise that is given to victims that complain. If you were to have read the follow-up comment on the blog to that specific post you will see and possibly understand that the "dark side' needs to be brought out into the open too. "It illustrates the ineffectiveness of the system that is in place. People are willing to take matters into their own hands. This is the real deal. Its reality. You'll read about these kinds of retalitory actions taking place MORE than you'll EVER read about a small group of citzens joining together to stop it. You'll read more about a dog owner who has had a complaint filed against them, retaliating against a person who filed the complaint BEFORE you read about the person filing the complaint."
I proved my point with your story. YOU, Ms.Wogan decided to focus on the 'dark side." We thank you for bringing this to YOUR readers attention.
If we are going to change the laws, the "dark" sides we dont want to hear about or read about must be exposed.
We at Quiet Pima County do not condone taking matters in one owns hands.
It's not the dogs fault. It is the fault of the irresponsible and uncaring owner of the dog that is neglected.
Submitted by Jim | March 1 2009 | Permalink
All our barking dog problems have come from owners who have little or no buy-in to the neighborhood, regard for neighbors or interact much with their animals. Not one owner I've dealt with has assumed any responsibility in these matters but sees it as someone else's problem, not theirs. And we've never blamed the animals. They've all been normal dogs that are simply not cared for in a loving manner. All the owners only came around after they were forced by a judge and the accompanying sanctions, to take action. We now have a new renter next door to us and in only four days the barking has gotten to the point where we are going to contact Animal Control based on a conversation we just had with the owner. Her attitude was the same, not her problem, wasn't going to deal with it, and in general blew us off. Again, a person with no buy-in to the neighborhood or concern for her neighbors.
Submitted by R.J. | March 18 2011 | Permalink
Jim, what a perfect letter. You are absolutely correct in stating that these inconsiderate dog owners have no buy-in to the neighborhood. Renters and home owners alike. It's all about them. I always thought it strange that if one plays loud music and a call is made, the police show up rather quickly and state that if they have to come out one more time someone is going to jail. Yet a dog can bark and howl all day and night and we are told to contact animal control. What's the difference? I too have a rental next door that I have a "folder" on since 2006. Every yr. a new renter moves in and throws their barking dogs out in the back yard with no interaction. They usually come around after the second letter from Animal Cont. or a call to the police at 10:00 at night. Now the two dogs across the street (a woofer and a yapper) go off on average 20 to 30 times a day. Every single person that walks by, slow cars, or no reason at all. I have just sent their first animal cont. letter. I have a police report on him as well for aggressive behavior as I left a note on his mail box to ask him to shut the dogs up. And as usual I got the "your the only person complaining" routine and if you ever come on my property again bit. I can't win the war but I can win some battles. Good luck to you Jim. You sound like a very reasonable person..R.J.
Submitted by ja9johnson | May 16 2011 | Permalink
I have suffered for years because of other people's barking dogs. When I lived in the city, I had two large dogs living on either side of my house, three yapper dogs one house over, another large dog across the street. When one got started, they all chimed in - and I was treated to a bark concert that seemed to go on and on and on. My next door neighbor (who I liked a lot) would go away for a night and her dog would howl all night long, just a few feet from my bedroom. I finally volunteered to take her dog into my house at night when she was away, and put him back in her yard the next morning.
I finally got so sick and tired of the constant barking that I moved to the country, where I live on five acres, and guess what - my three closest neighbors have dogs and sound travels far out here. So, when they leave their dogs out, and some critter comes by - they bark.
I don't know what the answer is, but if I was able to find a community that outlawed owning dogs, I moved to it. Not because I hate dogs - I don't. But listening to barking dogs all the time is no fun when you are not the owner. I wish more people would consider whether they are really going to be able to give a dog the attention it needs, and train it to not bark, before they go out and get one.
I have been trying to get property developers to understand this for years... Give us a home where peace from barking is garanteed, please!
Submitted by Anonymous | January 10 2013 | Permalink
I grew up a dog-lover, and have owned dogs most of my life. Well trained, well cared for, dogs that are never allowed to vocally harass anyone. But I too will seek out a place of quiet (with no dogs - no pets period). Too many humans are idiots, who have no idea how to socialize their animals. I have been so abused by the owners of barking dogs, that I give up. I will never ever again attempt to "talk" to a barking dog owner - never. It has proven to have very very bad long term effect. I hope developers start to pay attention. I have in the past donated to animal causes; that compassion is gone now - all because of the barking dogs; I will never donate again. I am only one of many; but dog owners (supporting barking dog owners) will not realize what they have done until it is too late. In the end, the barking dog owners will (and misplaced support) will cause their own defeat.
Absolutely ALL TRUE! When people are pushed to the limit, they act beyond expectation. Consideration of the effects of ones actions is needed by all dog owners. Some people don't like to complain. I know of three cases where these kinds blow their top and lash out with devastating consequences. What you need to focus on is the catalyst or the reason for such actions, and quite simply, dog barking is not conducive to a healthy neighbourhood.
Control your dogs AT ALL TIMES snd everyone is happy. Introiduce licensing and education for dog owners and maybe we may have a broarder understanding in our communities about the requirements needed for keeping dogs in our communities.
You need a license to own a gun, drive a car etc, because we need responsible people to operate these things. DOgs are clearly causing a broard ranges of issues into our community. WHat do you think will help our communities cope with such animals being introduced into them?
You are to be commended for not leaving your dogs in the yard unattended for any amount of time and not liking to see others doing this.
We, the members of Quiet Pima County, deal with dog owners who are far less responsible than you are. And, right now, they're allowed to get away with being irresponsible and inconsiderate of our right to peace and quiet in our homes. That's why we're working to change the laws so that these dog owners can be held to account
Submitted by Anonymous | February 10 2009 | Permalink
Thank you too for posting the excellent advice to help dog owners reduce barking. Responsible pet ownership is what should be promoted, not violence against animals that are not to blame for a lack of training or interaction.
Submitted by Kathysbadneighbor | December 6 2011 | Permalink
I'm glad as well, these were the exact threats the founder of this group made against me. I live on near three acres, 20 miles from civilization, and had no idea my dogs would bark while I was at work.
The real truth is that my dogs used a doggy door while I was at work- three twelve pound rat terriers. I received an anonymous letter stating that the sender would not be responsible for their lives if they were on her property ever.
We live in the Arizona desert with no fences, so I immediately installed an invisible fence.
Ironic, I guess, the wild pigs and coyotes that would frequent the property and be chased away by my dogs, now could only be chased about twenty feet from the house. At that point the invisible fence would prevent my dogs from going any further and they would often bark at these wild animals.
Sienko began her campaign against me. I had no idea there was a problem until I got a notice from Pima County. I then asked my four closest neighbors if my dogs were barking, they said on occasion, but not to a point of problem.
I received another notice to go to mediation, and did. This is where I met the woman from New Jersey who had come to the desert. I gave her my phone number and we had agreed that if the dogs barked she could call at any time. My retired neighbor would go to the house and make sure the dogs didn't bark. Incidentally during the mediation she let me know that a "friend" suggested throwing antifreeze meatballs or a pit bull into my yard.
She never called.
Long story longer, her campaign continued with constant video surveillance and posting on you tube.
We had a hearing at animal control, and I was fined 200.00.
Unsatisfied she called county zoning to complain about my car trailers, or RV I legally park in my property. A second attempt with zoning was unfounded as well.
When the local news came to interview me about my reckless disregard for my neighbors, I had had enough.
With "Quiet Pima County" gaining a following she continued her complaints and stalker like surveillance.
Animal control held another hearing and found that my dogs barked 49 times over the course of her two year surveillance. They fined me 200.00 per occasion.... $9,800.00- yes, almost ten thousand. Regardless of the fact that animal control had never personally witnessed my dogs barking on numerous visits; and in most of her videos my dogs appear to be barking at her.
I'm being sued by the county for non payment.
I can't sell my house, and live in constant worry about her next campaign.
Submitted by Anonymous | June 23 2011 | Permalink
Hello people!! She is giving advice on how to Stop dogs from barking, not badmouthing your horrible dog hater group. Yes, there are some people that are not responsible and are inconsiderate to those that would like a quieter neighborhood (I am a dog owner AND live in a neighborhood with a persistent barker that is not mine). These are what HOA's and the police are for. If a neighbor has a dog that barks, you talk to the neighbor about the issue, slip training brochures into their mail even. If they don't do anything, you talk to the HOA or police. You don't EVER take things into your own hands by HURTING dogs EVER! I don't care if it was a joke that those remarks were made, it makes me sick that people even think that way. It's like stating that some kid down the street rides his bike maniacally down the street screaming at all times while you are trying to quietly watch a tv show. What do you do? Walk over and complain to the parents duh! You don't just back over him in your car or hand him a laced popcicle! One day, that dog barking is going to alert you to some prowler and you are going to be very greatful!
So, you hide your name because...? I know, a kid like that may be bashed by others. Don't you think appropriate behaviour is important AT ALL TIMES? Dogs bark. Dog owners should behave appropriately and attend to it IMMEDIATELY!
And no, I wouldn't let my kid behave such. Any parent that does is as bad as a barking dog owner.
What does it take to understand common respect for eachother?
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How would you feel if the government carried out a serious ban on guns?
Here in China, the government doesn't allow the free gun sales and the man who want to have his gun (usully for protecting the forest or animals) legally must have the arm licence which is also hard to obtain.
But I hear about that in many other countries ,any adult can buy guns freely just as biscuits.But as you all know, terrible shooting accidents are happening now and then.
Does your government start to draw out decrees over gun control or gun ban?How do you feel if the government carry it out seriously? I just want to know your true feeling without any offence.Thank you!
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Jun 25 2013: In England there are strict gun laws and to quote wikipedia "The United Kingdom has one of the lowest rates of gun homicides in the world. There were 0.04 recorded intentional homicides committed with a firearm per 100,000 inhabitants in 2010"
I know people will dissagree with me on this but I do think guns should be banned, people say that they need them for protection but if no one else had guns then why would you need one?
They are machines that are designed to kill, and by having more people owning guns your just increcing the odds that someday they're going to be used for the wrong reasons. If it's really protection that you need thenwhy not get a tazer or peper spray??
Jun 25 2013: Yup, I own a tazer and did a few years kickboxing too. I no longer live in ENgland but when I did I never once saw an occasion where a gun would be protection. People have guns to protect themselves from other people that have guns . . . to my thinking if no one has a gun, then no one else needs a gun.
Plus when a country gets to a point when every citizen owns a gun what happens next? Wehn everyone becomes just as potentially lethal as the next, people will start to want things that are more letal than guns to "protect" themselves.
Thats a good point about martial arts though Simon, perhaps schools should introduce some sort of basic self defence classes? (Plus maybe some more lessons about morals and values)
Jun 25 2013: True, glad you brought up morals and values.
I assume that the people that do unconventional stuff with weapons are mostly without morals and values, they have no respect for anything, and are mostly underprivileged people or mad scientists or Christopher Dorner( i mean, lunatics ).
Guns were necessary back in the days when civilization was not all around and there were mean savage people and lots of wild animals all around. Safety was an issue and having a gun kept a lot of people safe and sound. It would also be used for battles for occupation for land or a princess in distress.
Now that most counties are civilized enough and have enough brains to decipher whats right and whats wrong and we also have governments are executing parts of a country that puts our consciousness into actions and makes the wrong suffer for their "sins", i believe that guns are a no-good entity for the common man.
And since some groups and countries are horn-to-horn to each other, possession of weaponry by a country to prevent loss of lives and death of their people, its customary for the military to keep weapons with them. That would be the only exception, ignoring alien invasions of course.
Also, I think I need to learn some self-defense.
We would never have to face all these non-sense if we ALL were human.
Jun 26 2013: Well Louise, a mad man hatcheted a soldier to death recently. There is no question a gun could have very well prevented or mitigated that crime.
In the US, guns are used to prevent crimes anywhere from 250,000 to 2,500,000 times per year, depending on which studies you subscribe to.
Furthermore, England has the highest violent crime rate in Europe, and tops that of the United States. Clearly oppressive gun laws are not a solution.
Jun 25 2013: What you said about values is what I was aiming at, except I couldn't think of a way of writing it clearly. I think a lot of children now have less values than I was brought up with, they live in a world where they feel they want everything, be it money, clothes, phones ect. It's this greed that corrupts people and leads then to do "wrong". When you add gus into this then obviously the end result won't be good.
In our world I see no need for guns, I know they're needed in the military and that but even then, if opposing leaders could sit down and have a rational conversation, and make comprimises then the guns wouldn't be needed. At what point in our eveolution are we going to stop killing eachother over unimportant things? The more guns there are in the world, the more people there are who are going to die from them.
Jun 25 2013: Loving the discussion.
Children now obviously grow with lesser values. I mildly blame the internet for spreading it. The internet speaks the truth and if there's something bad happening somewhere it goes out into the world and it catches on. Kids now grow up with a clearer view of the real world rather than the older days when what they saw at all was very filtered. I'm 17 and I know things that no man should know and I thank my parents and my own curious mind for helping me understand it in a positive way. We can't really blame anybody for what the children learn, its how one puts a line and does what is humane.
And again, I agree strongly with you Louise, rational conversations are a good idea but truthfully, it is already in action and in some cases it doesn't work.
There's only one solution: Destroy all weapons and ammunition and use the metals for greater good. Sounds impossible but as they say, I quote Adidas, "Impossible is Nothing".
Jun 27 2013: Now you are talking, Louise. Quite often, problems come down to a few things. How parents raise their children: CRITICAL. I'll give you an example. I was raised around guns. My father trained me on how to use guns safely, and what they are for. They are for target shooting (we weren't hunters), civil unrest and protecting our family. I would never dream of using guns for any other purpose.
How parents raise kids clearly affects their morals, ethics and can be a huge factor in their success or failure as adults. In addition, there is personal responsibility. The more a person is held responsible for their actions, the more likely they will act responsible. Of course, there will always be those who are just bad seeds and/or losers. The best we can do is keep these savages off the streets away from law-abiding people.
Jun 25 2013: You have a good point, kids today grow up knowing more of that "bad" things in this world than generations before them. The internet gives people acces to everything instantly, 24 hour news channels show the dramatic truth, which while i think thats important, i do think that being surrounded by all this "bad" stuff can't be morally healthy. And no, we can't and shouldn't stop children from learning about the real world, but as parents, like yours, we should explain these things to them in a way that they can understand.
Also, your right, unfortunatly there are some people who no amout of rational conversation can ever help, and usually it's these people who are the ones that cause the problems. I also dread to think quite how much spare metal there would be if all wepons were melted down. It would be horrific I'm sure.
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Jun 26 2013: Thanks you for your input Louise and hello again, Kate, thank you.
My idea might be better but its very risky to carry it our.
Just the basic ban in America has caused so much problems over there in the States while citizens of other country's don't have access to weaponry like its candy.
And permanent removal of all weaponry will not appeal to everyone, uh-ha.
Even if we finally succeed at it, many more problems arises. I'm pretty sure not everyone will give up their weapons. Someone somewhere will have them stored someway or the other and it will pose a risk to others forcing them to bring back weapons.
I seem to have writer's block this morning and am unable to express my full thoughts, but I guess you get my point.
Also, I just realized that strict regulation and monitoring weapons might be a good idea too.
Imagine all the weapons with tiny transmitters or GPS that gives it location out to a satellite. This in turn will provide a cheap and effective monitoring.
What do you think Louise and Kate?
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Jun 26 2013: The problem with thracking divices is again that someone somewhere will just figure out how to remove/turn them off. The same goes with melting them, I hadn't thought of it till you mentioned it Simonbut you're right, there would be people who would find a way to keep guns, or to illegally manafacture them.
I love the idea of all the metal being used to make some giant modern pyrimid! I know it's rediculus but it would make me smile!
As for your previous question Kate, I can't see any country ever doing it, as they would then appear "weak" and I can't see any goverment having the stones to be the first. If it ever happened it would have to be done worldwide or not at all. Its a shame because I do love the idea.
Jun 27 2013: Stan, No I have nothing against the US, I actually want to vist at some point, and I certainly don't "love" the UK as I left there 6 years again and I haven't been back since. I apoligise if what I wrote offended you so much as that wasn't my intention, I was just trying to point out that the homocide rates in the US were much higher than in the UK. I would rather I was burgled than shot, neither are particuarlly nice but in my opinion losing posessions is less important than losing my life.
I'm sure also that many assults only stay as assults because the peorson who was assulted survived. The subject here is about guns, and whether we think they should be banned, and in my opinion (as I've stated before) I do think they should be banned, not just in the US but in every country. I believe all forms of violence are wrong, and I think allowing everyone to own guns just increases the chance that.
A Question for you though, as you agree with guns (and I'm only asking because i'm curious to your opinion.) Do you think that maybe there should be much stricter rules to owning guns then, rather than a total ban? Or do you think that there should be some sort of test to see who is and who isn't to be trusted with guns?
I've only spoken on here to people who have the same thoughts as me, so it would be nice to know your thoughts.
Jun 26 2013: @ Stan Hill - First off if you believe anything that's in the dailymail then . . . But also, that artical was from 2009 (obviously not recent) and all the facts mentioned n the artical were said by the new Home Secretary Alan Johnson in his first major speach. So obviously he is going to make things look like the previous goverment screwed up the country and that he will now fix it.
If you look on any other slightly more reliable source you can see that the homicide rates in the UK are far below what they are in the US. Plus you mention the tragady of the solider who was stabbed, and yes, it is horrific, and yes, maybe a gun could have prevented it. But I don't want to think what could have happened if the men responcible were the ones with guns.
Jun 27 2013: So Louise, why should I give some .pdf file you have provided any more consideration that what I read in the Daily Mail?
But let's take your link, just so I can be agreeable. I never disputed murder rates, so I'm not sure what the point of you bringing that up is. Your assault rate is nearly triple that of the United States. Your rape rate, nearly identical. Your burglary rate, nearly 30% higher than the United States. Based on your own statistics provided, I am not sure why you are here crowing about England and bashing the United States. In fact, I simply do not understand why you are so concerned with us here. I certainly don't give much though about crime in England. I do end up looking at the statistic there when people from there attack the United States. So what... are you just so happy that your criminals assault you three times more and rape you 30% more, rather than murder you? Is that something to crow about? Really?
Now thank you for conceding the hatchet job could have been stopped with a gun. That was my only assertion, as someone here had proposed he or she had never seen an incident where a gun could have stopped a crime. That is obviously complete nonsense.
Oh and regarding your mention of Daily Mail using 2009 statistics. Check this out, copied and pasted directly from your link:
"but the latest report uses police-recorded crime for 2006". Now I will not insinuate personal attacks like you have, but merely point out the information. Or shall I say, "if you believe some organization most people have never heard of over a well-known media outlet, then..."
So let's keep it simple. What statistics would be better to use. Those from 2006 or those from 2009?
Or even better, l would prefer not even discussing England. The fact is, the United States was started because people didn't like the tyranny in Europe. I see no reason to start emulating Europe at this point in time. Thank you and have a nice day.
Jun 27 2013: OK, then let's try the Telegraph, who says that based on the study you yourself linked to, England has a higher crime rate than the US:
Or is it now time to attack the Telegraph? Or your own study? Or is it now time to simply admit why you are so intent on attacking the United States? Or how about a more direct personal attack?
I bring this up because it is a common theme in this thread. I honestly don't understand your concern. As I mentioned earlier, I really do not care about crime in England or other countries. Well, that is true to a point. I do like to travel, so do inform myself about places I am going.
But still, I think your desire to attack the US is driving your opposition to guns. Or is it the other way around? I honestly don't know. What I do know is that in the US, we value our rights to keep and bear arms. We do have a crime problem, much like England does. Thugs will be thugs, whether in England, the United States or wherever else.
Now of course, we do have a very vocal contingent of hysterical liberals in the United States who want to ban guns. And without exception, every time I have debated or attempted to debate a person like that here, they are extremely ignorant about guns. And of course, people tend to dislike or fear things they are ignorant of. That is a universal rule of human nature, not just with regards to guns.
In the United States, the jurisdictions with the most oppressive gun laws have the highest crime rates. That is simple, indisputable FACT.
Jun 27 2013: Hi Stan, I just read your comment further up, when you say ". I was raised around guns. My father trained me on how to use guns safely, and what they are for. They are for target shooting (we weren't hunters), civil unrest and protecting our family. I would never dream of using guns for any other purpose."
Now despite my personal opinions on guns, I do think you have a point. Like Simon mentioned beofre, one of the biggest issues is a lack of morals. However, if you've been brought up well, and have been trained to use a gun, then I'd much rather see you with a gun than a lot of other people who haven't had your upbringing. unfortunatly though not everyone has been as lucky as you, I would be interested to hear your answere to the question I asked you in my last post. (by the way, sorry the last post is in the wrong place, I got confused with which origional comment I had to reply to, in order to repy to you)
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Jun 25 2013: Your right, the world is not in black and white, there is never only 100% right and 100% wrong. But on a moral level there are things that are obviously good and will benefite socioty, and there are things that will harm socioty.
Owning a gun has become almost a status symbol rather than an actual item for protection. I'm sure there are situations where you may need to own a gun, but on the whole I see no way that they do any "good" or benefite our socioty,
Jun 27 2013: How can be a gun and a car be compared like the way you did? These things are made for very different purposes. I feel tired listening to NRA logics. If a country and its people feel unsafe despite having police, law and order and best security systems in place and need guns to feel safe - well I'd say it's very irrational. And btw, I know about the 2nd amendment.
Jun 27 2013: Oh and Jimmy, since you would like to look at evidence, I will tell you a good place to start in the United States. Look at crime rates in jurisdictions that have the most oppressive gun laws. Start with Chicago and Washington DC. They have oppressive gun laws and high crime. Hopefully you can see the correlation.
What works in one country does not necessarily mean it will work in another.
Have a nice day.
Jun 27 2013: Louise, I am a little confused now. First you said you would like to ban guns, as if no one had one then no one would need one. Then you say that a ban or melting all guns wouldn't work, as criminals would find a way to keep guns.
While I am interested in you squaring those two clearly opposing points, I do thank you for validating the slogan, "when guns are outlawed, only outlaws will have guns".
From where I am standing, your desire for a ban, along with your concession that criminals will find a way around it means you support criminals being the only ones with guns.
With facts and logic, can you tell me how my conclusion is incorrect?
Jun 27 2013: No your right, I know they seem opposing and I guess they are. Yes, I think guns should be banned (in my own personal oppinion) however, I know that that would never happen, I'm not nieve enought to think that if all guns were melted down or destroyed that every single gun would be included. There will always be people who would hide their guns, the black market would still thrive.
I guess I'm just trying to say that in my ideal would I think guns should be banned, If all guns were banned and mellted down do you think that everyone would oblige?
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As the craft beer industry grows with popularity and product, a national pub chain has decided to do more than just offer customers' high-quality variety.
World of Beer will release its own private label beer brewed exclusively for their taverns.
According to a news release, the Tampa, Florida-based tavern has partnered with Bavik Brewery, a Belgium-based brewery with an impressive list of accomplishments. Bavik Brewery has been the recipient of several awards, including the World Beer Award for World's Best Wood Aged Flavored Beer and Europe's Best Oud Bruin.
"To be in collaboration with such an accomplished and successful brewery has been a great experience," said World of Beer Franchising, Inc. CEO Paul Avery. "We've been so lucky to take our love of beer and develop something completely new and specific to the WOB brand."
I know you're probably thinking...I've never heard of World of Beer. Where can I go to one?
Have no fear craft beer enthusiast, there's one in Milwaukee.
The exclusive beer is not the first announcement World of Beer has made this summer.
The franchise has also introduced their 'Tavern Fare' menu, complete with tavern-style favorites including soft pretzels, flatbreads and brats. The items on their new menu embody the craft-style experience and pair well with the collection of brews available at World of Beer. Much of the fare uses different types of craft beer in the ingredients, making this 'Tavern Fare' menu unique and appreciative of the WOB culture.


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Edward: Isabella Swan, I promise to love you every moment of forever
Jane: She's still human. The Volturi don't give second chances.
Bella: Why are you so against me becoming like you?
Edward: I know the consequences of the choice your making. And for a few decades everyone you know will be dead.
Jacob to Bella: You wouldn't have to change for me, Bella. I'm in love with you, and I want you to pick me instead of him.
Jacob to Edward: You have to consider the idea that I might be better for her, than you are.
Bella: Edward, she found out.
Edward: I'll protect to you, no matter what.
Bella to Jacob: You don't know what you're getting yourself into.
Jacob: I'm gonna fight for you, until your heart stops beating.
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Irrepressible singer Lana Del Rey's wistful "Blue Jeans" is given a minimal 80s-inspired re-imagining by enigmatic Brooklyn-based musician and producer Blood Orange, AKA Dev Hynes. Breaking through with last year's sensual and epic single "Video Games," Del Rey has rapidly garnered critical and commercial success with her diversely inspired songs and halcyon Americana look. The Lake Placid, New York, native's debut album Born to Die topped the charts internationally as part of a meteoric rise to fame that has seen the 25-year-old sensation land the covers of British Vogue, Interview, Wonderland and The New York Times T Magazine. "I didn't compromise lyrically or sonically, I got to relive my memories through music and that made me happy," explains Del Rey. "I've seen good writers sell their souls to the devil and trade their artistic integrity for radio plays and in the end they just end up wanting to kill themselves. I sing for myself and no one else." Released as a single next week, "Blue Jeans" was written at the Santa Monica cottage of composer Dan Heath, with Del Rey freestyling the lyrics over a chord progression that would end up becoming the track's haunting chorus. Here the doe-eyed, pouting star reveals her love of life in the fast lane.
Blue jeans or bobby socks?
Second hand or vintage?
Board games or video games?
Amusement Parks.
To have loved and lost or never loved at all?
When I was young I would've said loved and lost, now I know better.
Night in or night out?
Night out driving in LA.
Doing it for the love of it or doing it for the hell of it?
For the hell of it.
Glamorously debauched or effortlessly glamorous?
Kurt Cobain or Leonard Cohen?
Both. With Jim Morrison.
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Have you ever noticed when you have leftover steak, the next day it's just not as good as fresh off the grill or stove? And you hate to let it go to waste! Here's a great recipe that I've created using leftover steak, and it makes a wonderful, hearty breakfast! Make HASH!
Here's how you make it:
Grab your leftover steak. I've used roast beef and tri-tip for this. Cut cold meat up in bite sized pieces.
Chop up a medium onion.
Mince a couple cloves of garlic, and chop up a green or red pepper.
Bake 4 med. potatoes. If you happen to have left over baked potatoes, even better. Use them. I put mine in a covered microwave dish and cooked them for about 15 minutes while I was chopping my vegetables. The potatoes fry up better when they have been baked.
while the potatoes are cooling (if you aren't using leftover baked potatoes) saute' the onion on medium heat in 2 Tablespoons of butter. Cook until transparent. Next add the minced garlic and peppers. I had a couple left over cobs of corn I cut from the cob and added. Cook for 2 minutes or so.
Next add your chopped up steak.
While the steak is warming, remove the skins from the potatoes. And chop the potatoes into chunks.
Add the potatoes and 1 tablespoon of butter.
Here's a close up! It makes your kitchen smell sooooo good!
Add about 1/2 teaspoon of rosemary, 1/2 teaspoon of thyme, 1/2 teaspoon of dried parsley flakes
and salt and pepper to taste. And if you like, a few drops of Tabasco!
You can add what ever veggies you want to. I just used what I had on hand. But, peppers and leftover corn is always wonderful in hash. Even better, top it with a fried egg!! Now THAT's some good leftovers for breakfast!


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The Maison Guerbé is situated in the Premier Cru region of Grande Champagne, 17 Km to the south east of Cognac town.
Daniel Guerbé lives in this house with the buildings of typically Charente-native nature.
The bottling is carried out there in an artisanal way.
Located immediately south east of Cognac, the Grande Champagne or king Growth (the premier Cru) covers 25 parishes representing note quite one thirtieth of the region.
Cognacs of the Maison Guerbé come from here. Only those Eaux de vie deriving from wines of grapes harvested in these parishes have the right to the Appellation of Grande Champagne.
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The Story of Old Ephraim told by Orson Ryan
The story of Old Ephraim, the last great grizzly of the Wasatch, has an interest and fascination all its own. For more than 30 years Old Ephraim, as he was called during the latter part of his life, roamed the northern tip of the Wasatch Mountains for Sheridan Mountain which is up near Idaho Springs, south to the Right Hand Fork of Logan Canyon, just east of us. Though, during all that time, he was never seen by any human beings so far as we know. He had the ability to keep himself hid, and yet he knew always what was going on. His cunning, and craftiness, his great courage and his fierceness and his tremendous size and his ability to do things because, since no one saw him, they knew of him only by what he did. Old Ephraim was pretty cunning and crafty. He evaded all their traps and guns, hunters, poison or anything else that they tried to destroy him with. It went along for all those years without being seen yet Old Ephraim could see without being seen. He could hear, without being heard. He could kill, without being killed. He was known not only to the hunters and the cattlemen and sheep men pretty well throughout because he had a peculiar habit of going not only to one sheep camp and then going there again or one sheep herd or one cattle range and getting a calf, but long intervals in between and they knew him only by the way he did the thing. He'd come into a herd and take very carefully one and disappear. They were unable to follow him. So he was known to all the herdsmen and all the hunters, forest rangers and even to the government experts and I had heard of Old Ephraim before I came to Logan to live in 1921. And I am reliably told that Theodore Roosevelt, whom we called Teddy Roosevelt, who did a great deal of hunting, one time when he was up on the headwaters of the Salmon and the Snake River in Idaho hunting, he heard the story of Old Ephraim and he was invited to come down here and hunt for him. Teddy inquired a little more and when he heard some of the tall tales about Old Ephraim and some of the things that they said he did, he made up his mind that there was no such animal. That he existed only in the wild imagination of someone that told him, so Teddy never came here to hunt Old Ephraim. For about one of the first men that I really got acquainted with and was associated with after I came to Logan to live, was Dr. George R. Hill, who was at the time the scout master of Troop #5 for the Logan district the Boy Scouts. Dr. Hill was interested in bears, so was I, and he had heard of Old Ephraim. We tried to find out something more about him and decided that sometime we would find out more. We inquired, but people seemed to know little about him. Then in the summer, late summer, of 1923, we heard that Old Ephraim had been captured and killed by Frank Clark, a sheep man who ran his sheep up in the Right Hand Fork of Logan Canyon. This increased the interest in relation to Old Ephraim so that that same fall, late in September I think it was, it might have been early October, Dr. Hill and his boy scouts of Troop #5 decided to hike up to Old Ephraim's grave and see it. They went of course by automobiles to the old Boy Scout camp, then hiked up to the grave, some 3 or 4 miles. They found the grave there, talked it over and they dug down and exhumed the head. Got the head, it was a huge thing, would just about fit into a bushel basket, brought it down to Logan, to the Agricultural College, Dr. Hill had the flesh and hair and skin all cleaned off from it and meantime he wrote to Washington, D.C. to the Smithsonian Institute. He told them that his boy scouts had the skull of a grizzly bear that they'd found in Logan Canyon. The Smithsonian Institute wrote back and said they doubted that it was a skull of a grizzly because they had no record of grizzlies being here in the past half century, but since the boys had the skull, the letter went on, if you will send it to us, if it proves to be the skull of a grizzly we'll send your boy scouts a check for $25.00. In due time, not only a letter, but a check came with a letter, a check for $25.00 to the boy scouts with a letter telling them it was not only the skull of a grizzly, but the skull of one of the largest and most powerful grizzlies of which they had any authentic record at Smithsonian Institute. The skull you can find today in the Smithsonian Institute in the Department of Biological Surveys, if you go in there, oh, it's on a huskier table than that, on it is the stump of a tree, and on top of that stump of a tree is a skull of an animal and a bronze plaque which reads "the skull of Old Ephraim, the last great grizzly of the Wasatch." Hundreds of people read that every day and never know what it's about, but we know here because we knew Old Ephraim. The next summer, there was much more interest in Old Ephraim and his story and so we let the boys on up at the boy scout camp and their leaders up there, invited Frank Clark to come down to the boy scout camp and tell the story of Old Ephraim. Which he did and it was quite a discussion. During that fall just after the boy scouts had quit camping there, late in August, getting ready for school, Mr. Young, a friend of mine, Francis N. Young and I, went up to the boy scout camp to spend a weekend. We stayed there and on Friday morning we decided we'd like to have a talk with Frank Clark and to go to his camp. So that morning early we got up and started out. Went up the Right Hand Fork of Logan Canyon to Steel Hollow and then turning right up Steel Hollow we followed up to Cub Ridge coming back across the head of Steel Hollow, and the other hollows there past the head of Long Hollow and Trail Hollow and finally made our way back down over a bench to where Trail Hollow and Long Hollow come together. There we saw as we looked down over the bluff, a camp, a sheep camp, we made our way down to it. We were disappointed. There was no one there. There was not a dog about, nor a horse. On the distant hills we could hear the bleating of sheep very faintly. We were a little discouraged, thinking we'd like to have seen Mr. Clark. We looked about and there on an aspen tree, hung a huge trap, the largest one I had ever seen only it was much larger around than my hat is and it had a chain on it, a trap chain and a log chain. Together we lifted it down from the tree. I learned afterwards that it weighed about 80 lbs., the trap and chain. Well, I wondered how difficult it was, I'd never see as huge a one and on the clamps on it had claws or teeth that fit together so that when any animal got in there it held it perfectly firm. I stood on it, on the springs of it but my weight wouldn't touch them a'tall, wouldn't make them smooth. I learned afterwards that it had to be set with clamps. We put it back up on the tree, the two of us together, sat around a minute. Mr. Young fumbled into his vest pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. He said, "I have a map here, which Dr. Hill and his boy scouts prepared for me. That's how I knew just where to come and here we are," and he pointed to this spot, Frank Clark's camp. Just above it, up the hollow a ways, it led us towards Old Ephraim's grave. We walked up there to Old Ephraim's grave and when we came upon the huge mound just at the foot of the hill there, we paused and I think we took off our hats for a while, because, by that time, we learned a sort of reverence for that king of the forest. Pausing a few minutes and then following the directions on the paper, we went past the willows there, and those willows were higher than my head as we passed them. We passed the willows and followed the markings, there was no trail, but it was not difficult to follow. A little ways up past the willows, turned a dog's leg up there and crossed a creek or a little stream, where there had been one. Just as we got out of that we came upon a bluff, a large place, several times as large as this room, perhaps as large as the floor space of this entire building and the brush, the sage, and the small aspens and the shrubbery there had just been devastated as if there had been a bulldozer or steel in there swiping it down. We wondered what that was, it was quite round. Just at the edge of it, there was quite a log, some 12 or 14 maybe 16 inches in diameter and 10 or 12 feet long. We wondered too, at that. Then as we passed it we came upon a bear's wallow. Now they're difficult to find. By chance we'd hit upon this, because the directions that we'd followed led us toward it, but it was a different wallow than I had ever seen. I'd seen some bear's wallows. It was larger than any one I'd ever seen and it was more oval in shape, not so round. It was dry, there was no water in it then, but the strange thing about it was, around the edge of it there was a path, where something had just walked a beaten path, excepting in one place where the earth came up in a bulge. We wondered about that. Wished we had Mr. Clark along to talk to us about it, but finally, not being able to decipher just what it was and why, we made it a few steps on and there we found another wallow, a small one. This still had water in it. It was not so large as the other one and had not been as much used and there was no path around it. We were discouraged thinking the day was getting about over and the sun was beginning to get down toward the horizon, we made our way back from that point down to Frank Clark's camp and as we came near the camp, there we saw a man riding on a bald-faced horse coming towards us. Having met him before, we recognized him as Frank Clark. We introduced ourselves and, in his quiet way, he made us welcome. Then he invited us to stay for supper and that's a treat in a sheep camp. He's an excellent cook and cooked us an excellent supper in the camp dutch-ovens there on the camp fire and we sat around and ate it. The horses were given their nose sacks and they finally ate their oats were taken off, the sheep quieted down, the dogs were fed and quieted down and the stillness settled down upon the mountains there. That adds a peaceful, quietness which we seldom, if ever, experience in the world of today where there's so much turmoil and strife and noise. As we sat there in quiet by the fire, Mr. Young said to Mr. Clark, "Mr. Clark, you know why we came here. We've told you about what we did today; something about this trap and asked you some questions about it. Now we'd like to have you tell us the story of Old Ephraim. Do tell it." I turned to Mr. Clark and urged that he tell the story, and quietly and in his modest way, he stroked his chin as if it had whiskers, though his face was smooth shaven and he said, "Well, gentlemen, you see it's about like this. I'm ain't no story teller. Fact is I've spent all my life upon the range. I don't know anything else. From my earliest remembrances, all I remember is the fire and the herd and father. Huh, some folks do say I was born on the range. That's not quite true, though it might as well have been, for as I say, I don't remember anything before it. Excepting to be at the camp with a fire and hear the sheep and the horses and in the morning the sun rise and the dew upon the grass and the sweet-smelling pines and the trees, and the birds and the great outdoors. That's all I know. Yes, I do know the story of Old Ephraim. See I've spent, as I've said, all my life on the range, come by it naturally. My father spent all of his life on the range and my brothers have spent all theirs and I understand that Grandpa Clark spent his life on the range. Most of us have been sheep men and we've followed the herd, and in following the sheep and spending all your life on the range you come to know the animals, too and hunting and stalking animals goes along with life on the range. So, we, -we hunted bear, trapped bear, stalked bear, fact the Clark's family and the bear family got along pretty well together, cause we didn't bother one another nor interfere with each other very much. However, we did kill some bear. Back when I was a boy I heard them talk about having that grizzly bear up that way, that was up near Sheridan Mountain, which is up Soda Springs way. There was some grizzly bears in there, and the grizzly bears got to be killers. That is, they'd come into a herd and kill, just for the lust of killing. Then of course they'd have to be done away with. So, the ranchers and the sheep men and the hunters and the foresters and some government experts went together and they tried to exterminate that group of grizzlies that were in there. Evidently they did, or thought they did. Along when I was old enough to be out again, I think in the early 90's, there was still a pair of grizzlies there and one of the strange things about the pair of grizzlies was that they had a cub. Just one cub. That's unusual, because bears generally have two or more, sometimes four cubs. Rarely one, but the strange thing about this cub was that although he was not much more than a year old when they first found out about him, he had a track almost as large as that of a grown bear, and so we called him 'Big Foot.' About the time he got the name of Big Foot, his parents became killers and they had to be done away with. So, the hunters and trappers and the government men went out and disposed of them. We thought Big Foot had been killed too, or had been frightened off and gone over to live with the grizzlies in Yellowstone and it wasn't but a season or two 'till someone up in those parts would miss a lamb. Something would come into the herd as quiet, making no noise hisself, come in there and without disturbing the sheep or the dogs or the horses or the herder. He'd make way with one of the finest lambs we had and disappear. Had a way of following him off a ways and then losing his tracks, we couldn't follow him. Never would he come back to the same herd again, always going to a different place, so that he wasn't much of a menace, and he took only just what he wanted, not anymore and we noticed by the tracks that it was Big Foot, grown up to be a bear. Then he disappeared for a number of years and when he came back, he had a strange habit. He'd grown much larger and he'd stand up and walk around on his hind legs and he walked around from one tree to another, back up against it and reach up and score it with his teeth. He could make a mark with his teeth almost 9 feet above the ground. That's higher that I can reach. Then he'd walk on his hind feet over to the next tree, and score it and when he'd walk that way, those huge feet of his looked like some misshapen giant, walking in moccasins, the track of it. And so as he scored that place to make a wallow or look-out or anything or a place that he wanted to be, it was a signal for the animals and everything else to stay out, and he kept pretty much to himself. He never mingled with any other bear, but for years, he'd come to one herd, then another, then he'd disappear for a while. And after a while we learned that they heard about him as far down as Logan Canyon, so that he must have roamed the range from Sheridan Mountain, near Soda Springs, clear to here in Logan Canyon, and that's why he'd be gone sometimes for a year or two or three. Then he didn't menace very much. Long about 1911 I believe it was, we secured permits here to range our sheep in this area, Huh, and uh came down here. I recall I'd just been here a day or two, when we came and a forest ranger rode up. Uh, --Jack Mortimer I think it was, rode up and made himself acquainted and I told him who I was. He said, 'Well, Mr. Clark, you know you're in bear country here, there's lots of bear here.' And I said, 'Yes, but we're used to bear; the Clark family and the bear family get along pretty well.' 'Yes,' said Mr. Mortimer, 'but there's one bear here, a huge fellow. We know him only by what he does and by his tracks, and by the height at which he can score a tree, and by the stealthy way in which he can come into a herd and take a lamb and disappear. You'll want to be on the lookout for him. Old Ephraim we call him.' So it was, but there was no bear like that around there for several years. I suppose he'd gone north towards Sheridan Mountain again, and then, along about 3 years ago, the boys in the different herds around began to tell about this bear, Old Ephraim or Moccasin Joe, as we used to call it, and he'd come into their herd and killed just as he always had. And a couple of years ago when he came, he'd become angered and sour or was getting old, and he became a killer and he used to come into the herds and kill 6 – 8 – 10 or a dozen lambs, and then disappear. Kill just for the lust of killing. So we decided that he had to be made away with, and everybody made preparations for it. That's when I got that trap there yonder. The best bear trap I ever had. I got me a .25-35 army rifle and some shells and kept the six-shooter loaded and my knife always handy to do my part. And the boys sent word to me about a year ago that Old Ephraim was somewhere about here. He'd been in Bud Shield's camp. He'd been in my brother Herb's camp; killed 10 or 12 lambs in one night, and always he came back towards my camp, but I never saw him. He never molested me or bothered me. Come to think of it, Old Ephraim never did visit my herds in all his life. Yet, one day, I noticed that that little dog yonder, and an old black horse that I'd brought in would prick his hears up and snort, and I'd realized, from my experience on the range, that up there, there must be a bear and I just suspected it was Old Ephraim. And I began to think, you've always outwitted me, Old Ephraim. You been pretty careful this time. Here you have been making your raids on the other herds and coming right close to my camp to stay in your wallow and your lookout, and so you never came into mine, that you wouldn't arouse my suspicion. Now weren't that clever and crafty of him gentlemen, and so I began to get all my cunning together. I got the trap ready. I looked over my rifle. I had 5 shells in the clip and 3 extra ones. That's all I had and they were steel pointed bullets. I wished there were lead ones. While I watched and the old horse snorted, and Jennie pointed the way just up on the bluff yonder and I decided finally that whatever had been there had gone. Cause the old horse was quiet, Jennie behaved as usual, and so making all the preparations I knew how, I wore rubber gloves, and rubber boots smeared with tallow and blood. I looked over my rifle to see that it was in shape. I took the trap, got on old Baldy and went around windward there and I was lucky. I went up and when I got near to where I thought the wallow ought to be though it was difficult to find, I dismounted from old "…" Baldy, and taking the trap-chain I went quietly over and I came upon his wallow – a huge one. One of the largest I had ever seen, with fresh water in it, a very cool and delightful place. I looked, stood there on the bank, used the clamps, I set the trap here. Then with a forked stick, I pushed it down into the center of the wallow; it settled beneath the mud and ooze there and covered itself. I brought the chain back over the bank and covered it in the leaves and brush there and reached just over to that huge log which you saw up there where the brush had been broken off. I fastened it to that and backed off, thinking that was the best bit of trapping I had ever done, and I thought to myself, 'Old Ephraim, you've outwitted me all these years and the rest of us, but this time, we might outwit you.' And so I backed off and got on old Baldy, rode down to camp, took care of things as usual. Nothing unusual went along. That night, everything was quiet. Jennie was silent and not nervous; the old horse ate grass in quietness and peace. The sheep quieted down, and all was still, and I slept as usual. Not a sound or anything, that was true the next night, but the third night, Jennie was nervous, the old horse, it snorted just before dawn and I watched up on the mountainside there and watched and wondered. Then when I went to bed I looked over the rifle, having the 5 shells in the clip and 3 loose ones, my six shooter, and my knife, and I went to bed. Sleeping, as we herders say, lightly, but nothing happened. Yet I know there was something up there. The old horse knew it and Jennie, the little dog with the glass eye, knew it and the next day it evidently was there, and part of the next night and then everything went quiet again. And when I was sure there was nothing up there, I made my way again up to that wallow and just on the bluff here, I came in contact with a place where you saw it, beyond that to the wallow and gentlemen, when I got that that wallow it fairly froze the marrow in my bones. For there the wallow was dry. The water had been drained out of it and there was a path around that wallow where Old Ephraim, or whatever it was, had walked back and forth probably a hundred times coming to the place where the chain came over the bank. And never once stepping over it but always turning round and going back and then he'd come to where the chain was and as careful as a human being, or a genie or a great giant could do it, he had pulled that trap up out of the wallow where I had set it and placed it right where I had stepped with my forward foot when I set the trap without even touching it off. Then I imagine he smiled to himself and walked off round and went over just to the left where you people saw that small wallow and made it, and drained the water out of the big one. Then I could see him laugh as he looked up and thought, yes, you'll be coming back to see if I'm in the trap and you'll step in your own trap. Nothing happened that night, but the next night, long about daylight, that's just what must have happened. Old Ephraim evidently had come back, come to the small wallow, and looked there and then not finding me had looked up and as he looked up towards me, where he thought I'd be caught in my own trap, unwittingly, he'd stepped into the trap and it sprung. Just as daylight broke, I heard a tremendous noise. The horses began to snort and tear up their hobbles, and the chains a' rattlin', and the dogs came pell-mell and howling into the camp, getting under the tent, all excepting one. The sheep that had been started out, the bellwethers turned and came back and herded the herd together; every lamb and ewe in the herd began to bleat and bellow; that was such a noise as I have never heard. Yet, above that noise from up on the bluff yonder, there came above it all a cry of wild as such as I had never heard. It began low down like a wild mad bull and rose higher and higher until it reverberated across the hollows and hills here and would just chill the marrow in your bone. I looked out after I had slipped on my clothes and picked up rifle, and the clip, put the clip in it, shells into my pocket and there was Jennie, the glass-eyed dog at the door waiting and urging me to come. I stepped out into the night in the commotion with all the noise of the horses and the dogs and the sheep and that tremendous howling upon the hill and then as the horses got away over the ridge a ways out of hearing, then I heard a tremendous noise up there; the crashing of brush and the tearing of things up there and the chain rattling. That was when Old Ephraim was fighting the log and the chain, that's when he tore all those trees off. Some of those aspens, larger than my arm were shredded just like you might turn a rope the long way and have it shredded with his power. Yet, he fought until he broke the chain loose from the clot evidently. Then as Jennie and I made our way along following up the willows, we stopped and listened. I sat down on the hillside there and I could hear the sounds that had quieted down some, but I could hear the clink of a chain, it grew fainter and fainter and yet came nearer and nearer. As the daylight came, there was quiet everywhere. The sheep had settled down, the dogs were in the camp, the horses were out of range, but Jennie was pointing and coaxing me on up and so I went farther up the draw along the side hill, past the willows. Then, I realized that something had happened. Whatever it was, Old Ephraim, or some huge genie giant, was between me and my camp. I turned and looked towards it and then with confidence and courage I've acquired these long years on the range, I stepped a little farther, and sat down there. Then I urged Jennie on, up farther. She went round the willows and as she did, instinctively I turned because I heard something, or thought I did, but maybe I didn't because Old Ephraim could hear without being heard. He could see without being seen. He could kill without being killed, but there just at the point of the willows; there arose a huge form, the most ferocious and tremendously large beast I had ever seen. Old Ephraim standing on his hind paws at full length with his paws up like this in front and the strange thing about it was that the trap was on the left forepaw and that chain was wrapped round and round and round there and that's what I'd heard as it got fainter and (clear). And then as I looked at him I was startled from the fact that crimson cords were dropping from the froth in his mouth, though his mouth was tight shut. His eyes looked at me. I learned afterwards that was where he'd fought the trap and the chain had broken out a tooth, causing it to bleed. I stood there as if one petrified. Old Ephraim instead of going on or flying or trying to get away, just came steadily on towards me. He took a step towards me and then another and, as he came, I gained my equilibrium and decided that there was a chance to fire point blank at his heart and so I did fire. It must have gone through ya. At that moment I didn't know whether I'd hit him or not. He neither winced nor whined, but just came steadily on, one step nearer to me and then another. Again I fired point-blank at his heart, hoping to hit it or break a backbone; again he neither winced nor whined. A third shot I fired quickly and a fourth and he still came steadily on towards me. As I remember it now, I looked into his eyes (mirroring) against that huge head silhouetted against the sky, and yet they didn't have the look of fierceness or revenge, but as if someone coming for something he wanted. I had only one shell left in the gun. Should I fire it? I'd never run from one before. I was about to do so when something happened. Jennie must have nipped at his hells, for Old Ephraim turned keeping the left paw high, raised the right one as if to strike, exposing his right ear. Instantly I fired point-blank and struck him in the very butt of the ear. This time he did turn and shook the froth from his mouth, his lips rolled back and his teeth shown and he started as if to come towards me and he let out a vicious growl. Then he began to settle down, down, down, and I thought he was getting ready to spring upon me and he was a little more than a bear's length away. I'd never run from a bear; didn't mean to now. Don't believe I could've done. Doubt that my knees would of held me. Then as he went down, down, he settled down and did lurch towards me, but he fell forward with his jaws across the forepaw which had the trap and the chain on it. His eyes were still open now, the fierceness and anger gone out of them. He was not looking at me, but he was looking out beyond past me over the hills where he had been monarch of all he surveyed for more than a quarter of a century. Then his eyes closed and a shudder of death came over him which I knew so well. I stood there as if one petrified, letting my rifle and hand drop to my side and Jennie had come round, her cold, wet nose touched the back of my hand. As I looked at her I realized that she too knew Old Ephraim was dead. I didn't go near him. Neither did Jennie. I didn't want no bear. I backed off carefully, went down over the ridge where I caught up with ole Baldy who was still hobbled. Getting on him barebacked, I started out towards Dick Turpin's camp. I hadn't ridden very far when here came Dick Turpin on his horse. He'd heard the 5 shots in quick succession; thought there was trouble and was riding over. When he met me he just looked at me and said, 'Why, Frank, Frank, what's the matter?' 'Nothin',' I said. 'Oh yes there is, well, uh, uh, you don't look natural. What have you done?' 'I guess, I guess I've killed Old Ephraim.' 'No!,' he said and in vast silence we rode back and there was Old Ephraim lying just where he had folded up. As we looked up, my brother Herb was coming on a horse. He'd heard the shots and rode over. There we three, almost in silence skinned that huge beast, dug a shallow grave for him there at the foot of the hill almost beneath the willows where he had hid when he came down and with the aid of our ponies after taking off the hide, we rolled the huge carcass into the grave and buried it. Yes, Old Ephraim's gone. I miss him. He belonged to these mountains and besides, I never was much afraid of him when he was alive. Fact is, I'm more afraid of him now he's dead, than I was when he was alive. You know sometime, sometime, I think he'll come back and I'll know whether he was coming to me for assistance to take the trap off or for revenge. Yes, Old Ephraim's gone. I think I'll erect a monument there by his grave and say 'Here lies Old Ephraim, a gentleman of the forest, who respected the rights of others. He had a right to live here; Old Ephraim, the last great grizzly of the Wasatch.' Yes, I miss him." As Mr. Clark paused, Mr. Young said "Mr. Clark, have you hunted or trapped bear any more since you captured Old Ephraim?" And Mr. Clark said, (humming of Home, home on the range begins in background) "No, no gentlemen, since Old Ephraim went home, I ain't had no hankerin' for trappin' or huntin' bear and it's more lonesome upon the range than it's ever been. I wish Old Ephraim was still here." (Humming of Home, home on the range continues in the background).
(Transcript of cassette of interview recorded on phonograph record by Reed Bullen at KVNU Radio, ca. 1950. Transcript initially created by Beverly Murri in 1996; retyped and corrected in November 2008 by Becky Skeen)
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Timothy Bakdash is already serving his sentence for the drunken rampage that killed a University of Minnesota senior, but now the bar that served him booze is facing a new civil suit.
There is no question that Bakdash was drunk when he drove up on the sidewalk and struck Ben Van Handel. For that crime, he is now serving 40 years in prison.
Now, the victim's family is setting their sights on where he spent his time before getting behind the wheel by suing the Library Bar and Grill for knowingly over-serving someone who was obviously intoxicated.
"It's not about whether Bakdash has paid his debt to society," said attorney Paul McEllistrem. "it's not about that. This case is about what did the Library do, and what should the consequences of what they did be."
This is the second civil suit filed against the Library. A pedestrian who was injured in the crash is also seeking damages.
Bakdash testified that he had about 15 drinks in the three to four hours before bar close. That averages out to about one drink every 10 to 15 minutes.
"You don't have to be a trained toxicologist to figure out, 'I just gave this guy a drink and now he's ordering shots,'" said McEllistrem. "That's too much."
Law professor Mike Steenson said bars can be held responsible for failing to cut someone off, but it's not an all-or-nothing case.
"The notion is that bars [that] provide alcohol have to be responsible for doing so," he explained.
Clearly, Bakdash was held responsible for his role in the fatal crash, but the bar can also be held liable for their percentage of the responsibility.
No amount of money will bring back Van Handel, but his family says they are hoping to put an end to the happy-hour culture that led to his death.
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