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The Second World War saw the dawning of the modern Ranger organization.
Darby's Rangers: 1st, 3rd, 4th Ranger Infantry Battalions
In the spring of 1942, the U.S. Army Chief of Staff, General George C. Marshall, sent Colonel Lucian K. Truscott, Jr., to London to arrange U.S. participation in British Commando raids against German occupied Europe. In that U.S. ground forces had yet to engage German soldiers, Marshall intended to have men selected from across a broad spectrum of units gain combat experience alongside their British allies. These soldiers would be trained by the commandos and participate in combat operations under British command. Once trained and exposed to combat, the U.S. soldiers would be reassigned to their original units with new, inexperienced soldiers sent to replace them. This rotation of trained and inexperienced troops would lead one to believe that the original intent in regards to the Rangers was not to create a unit of unique and highly skilled light fighters...which it would ultimately become.
On 1 June, Major General James E. Chaney, commanding general of the U.S. Army Forces British Isles, forwarded a letter titled, "Command Organization," to Major General Hartle. In this letter, Chaney provided guidance for the organization of an American "commando unit for training and demonstration purposes." This was to be "the first step in a program specifically directed by the Chief of Staff for giving actual battle experience to the maximum number of personnel of the American Army." The selection criteria for volunteers specified that only fully trained soldiers of the best type were to be accepted. Organized in Northern Ireland, the battalion-sized unit would be attached to the British Special Services Brigade for tactical control and training. The U.S. 34th Infantry Division would provide logistic and administrative support.
During one of his trips to Washington, D.C, Truscott had discussed with then Major General Dwight D. Eisenhower…who was the chief of Operations Division War Department General Staff…the possibility of activating a U.S. commando-type unit. Eisenhower's recommendation was to use a select a name that was not closely associated with British special forces. After some thought, Truscott decided that, in honor of Rogers' Rangers, the official designation of the unit would be the 1st Ranger Battalion.
The legendary William Orlando Darby was selected to command the 1st Ranger Battalion. Darby…previously Hartle's aide-de-camp and newly promoted…was given a free hand to organize, man, and equip his battalion. On 7 June, a letter to the 1st Armored Division, 34th Infantry Division, and other major commands was sent from Hartle, informing them of the Ranger Battalion's formation. Authorized to choose volunteers from any military unit then in Ireland, Major Darby began the selection process on 8 June when he began to interview his first officer volunteers.
The 1st Ranger Battalion was formally activated on 19 June 1942 on the parade field at Carrickfergus with a strength of twenty-nine officers, 488 enlisted. The battalion was organized into a headquarters company and six line companies. The line companies consisted of two platoons, each platoon having two assault sections and a 60-mm mortar section. The Rangers were lightly armed with M-1 rifles, .30-caliber machineguns...which would be replaced by Browning Automatic Rifles (BAR), 45-caliber submachineguns, and 60-mm mortars at platoon level. The lightness of their weapons was to enhance their mobility.
Fully manned and equipped by 28 June, the 1st Ranger Battalion moved to the British Commando Depot at Achnacarry, Scotland, where they would remain until 31 July. Training was tough, stressful, and as realistic as possible: assaulting positions under directed live fire, swimming ice, cold rivers, and cliff climbing…all with full pack, numbing road marches for time, beach-landings, basic soldiering skills, and unarmed combat. These were only a few of the many ordeals the new Rangers endured under the guidance and supervision of the British Commandos.
Fifty Rangers became the first American soldiers to fight the Germans on land in the Second World War on 19 August 1942 during a Canadian led amphibious assault on the English Channel port of Dieppe, France. The attack was poorly planned and badly executed. The assaulting Allied forces suffered horrendous losses and were decisively defeated. Overall the attack cost the Canadian Division seventy-five percent of its force killed, wounded, or captured within six hours. Despite the overwhelming odds, the Rangers who fought at Dieppe lived up to the highest expectations and won the admiration of their seasoned and more experienced British Commando comrades with whom they fought side by side. Ranger losses for this operation were two officers and four enlisted men killed, seven wounded, and four captured…an American loss of thirty-four percent.
Departing England in October, the 1st Ranger Battalion's official entry into the war occurred on 8 November 1942, as part of Operation Torch...the invasion of North Africa. The initial mission was to seize two batteries that threatened the landing sites north of Arzew, Algeria. Following Arzew, the 1st Ranger Battalion did not see combat for nearly three months. During February and March 1943, the battalion was involved in several major actions. On 11 February, Companies A, E, F, and a battalion headquarters element, all under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Darby, conducted a night raid against Italian front-line positions near station de Sened in central Tunisia. During the period 16 February to 1 March, the Ranger Battalion conducted patrols from their defensive positions south of Bou Chebka. On the evening of 13 March the Rangers attacked and secured Gafsa in support of Major General George S. Patton, Jr.'s II Corps. A week later, late on 20 March, the Ranger Battalion infiltrated enemy lines along a tortuous ten-mile route through the heavily mountainous terrain to successfully attack from the rear and secure the Djebel el Ank Pass from a heavily entrenched Italian force.
On 19 April 1943, Marshall authorized the activation of the 3rd and 4th Ranger Battalions based on Darby's request and Eisenhower's endorsement. Using members of the 1st Battalion as cadre, the 3rd and 4th Ranger Battalions were activated. Major Herman W. Dammer, the 1st Ranger Battalion's executive officer, was selected to command the 3rd Ranger Battalion and provided Companies A and B of the 1st Battalion to assist with building the new unit. Captain Roy A. Murray, Jr., the former F Company commander, was selected to lead the 4th Ranger Battalion and provided Companies E and F for his nucleus. Darby retained command of the 1st Ranger Battalion, which kept Companies C and D. In that Darby's request for a Ranger Regimental Headquarters had been denied, Darby 'simply' attached the 3rd and 4th Battalions to the 1st and remained a battalion commander with the duties and responsibilities of a regimental commander. These three battalions would be designated "Ranger Force."
Force X captured the town and then defended it against a German and Italian armored counterattack. Darby personally played a part in the defense of the city and for his heroism at Gela, Darby was awarded the Distinguished Service Cross.
The 3rd Battalion was attached to Major General Lucian Truscott's 3rd Infantry Division and conducted an opposed landing approximately fifteen miles west of Licata. With the expansion of the beachhead, the 3rd Ranger Battalion conducted a 'reconnaissance in force' and overran an enemy position and secured the surrounding heights near Highway 118, capturing 165 Italian prisoners. Moving toward the town of Montaperto, the Battalion ambushed an Italian motorized column and destroyed it. From Montaperto, the Rangers attacked, cleared and secured Porto Empedocle.
During the drive to Palermo, the 1st, 3rd, and 4th Ranger Infantry Battalions-redesignated as such on 1 August-of Ranger Force were employed as conventional infantry. Following Messina's capture on 17 August, the Ranger Force assembled at Palermo to begin preparation for the invasion of Italy.
Operation Avalanche found Ranger Force landing in advance of the Fifth Army's invasion at Mairori, Italy, a location 20 miles west of Salerno. Attached to the British X Corps, the Rangers achieved total surprise prior to daylight on 9 September. After securing the town and destroying nearby coastal defenses, the Ranger Infantry Battalions quickly moved inland and seized the critical Chiunzi Pass by midmorning. A slow breakout from the beachhead by Fifth Army forced the Rangers to hold the strategic pass for more than two weeks against repeated German counterattacks and sustained artillery fire until relieved on 28 September, suffering nearly twenty percent casualties in the process.
Following a drive on Naples, Ranger Force was employed as conventional infantry on the Winter Line, enduring bitter winter mountain fighting near San Pectro, Venatro, and Cassino. On 16 January 1944, the Ranger Force was designated the 6615th Ranger Force (Provisional). As a result, a Regimental Headquarters element was authorized that provided Darby a staff and a greater degree of control over the three Ranger Infantry Battalions. Having been promoted to colonel on 11 December, Darby now had his title of regimental commander.
Ranger Force was withdrawn from the line to prepare and to train for an amphibious landing at Anzio. The invasion at Anzio commenced before dawn on 22 January 1944. Once again leading the way, the 6615th Ranger Force (Provisional) seized the port facilities, reduced enemy defensive positions, and secured the beachhead for follow-on forces. Darby was ordered to have his Ranger Infantry Battalions to seize and to hold the town of Cisterna and its vital road junctions until relieved by 30 January. The Ranger Infantry Battalions were replaced on the line the morning of 29 January-contrary to the Ranger's opinion that enemy resistance at Cisterna had the potential to be considerable.
At 0100 the next morning, both the 1st and 3rd Ranger Infantry Battalions crossed the LD. The terrain between the LD and Cisterna was flat farmland with little cover or concealment. Moving along a previously reconnoitered route, the 1st and 3rd Battalions used a drainage ditch that provided cover and concealment to avoid enemy detection. The 4th Ranger Infantry Battalion crossed the LD at 0200 and advanced on the Conca-Isola Bella-Cisterna road toward Cisterna.
Despite breaks in contact and isolated enemy contact, the presence of the 1st and 3rd Ranger Infantry Battalions seemed to remain undetected throughout the early morning hours but as daylight approached, their luck ran out when they were met by overwhelming fire from the town only four hundred yards from the town's edge. Stopped in their tracks, the Rangers returned fire as best they could from a position astride a road leading into Cisterna.
On the Conca-Isola Bella-Cisterna road, the 4th Ranger Infantry Battalion attempted to reinforce its sister battalions but met heavy resistance. Stopped short of Isola Bella by heavy tank, self-propelled gun, automatic weapon, and small arms fire, the 4th was fought to a standstill and surrounded until the next day.
Outnumbered, outgunned, surrounded, confined to a perimeter three hundred yards in diameter, and attacked by armor, the 1st and 3rd Battalions were deluged by a storm of cannon, automatic, and small arms fire. Ranger attempts to escape the encirclement and German attempts to overrun their position were met with unrestrained ferocity on both sides. Two hours later and still continuing to hold on, the Rangers found themselves running low on ammunition.
Growing in strength as the Rangers were being bled dry, the Germans threw the newly arrived 2nd Parachute Lehr Battalion into the fray. Armor, antiaircraft batteries, and artillery in direct fire mode rained destruction down on the entrapped Rangers. Shortly after noon, recognizing that the end was near, the surviving Rangers began disassembling their weapons, burying or scattering key parts, and destroying communications equipment. The last man to speak with Colonel Darby from Cisterna was the sergeants major of the 1st Battalion, Robert Ehalt. He informed Darby that the 1st Battalion commander was wounded, the 3rd Battalion executive officer dead, and German tanks were closing in. Concluding his conversation with "So long Colonel, maybe when it's all over I'll see you again," Ehalt destroyed the radio and continued to fight for a while longer with the few Rangers left before finally surrendering.
Broken into smaller and smaller units of resistance, some Rangers continued to fight it out only to be captured or annihilated in detail. By the end of the day, the 1st and 3rd Ranger Infantry Battalions had ceased to exist, having been completely annihilated. Of the 767 Rangers who reached Cisterna, only six made it back to American lines, the remainder were either killed or captured.
The Ranger's concerns regarding the operation had been realized. The Germans had concentrated considerable strength in Cisterna area of operation in preparation for a German counterattack on 2 February, to include reinforcing elements of the vaunted Hermann Goering Panzer Division on the evening of 29 January. Despite their destruction, though, the Ranger Force extracted a heavy price for their eradication, inflicting over 5,500 German casualties and seriously disrupting the planned German counterattack on the beachhead, thus forcing its execution back by two critical days. This additional forty-eight hours proved to be the difference for the American forces, for the German counterattack failed by only the narrowest of margins.
The battle at Cisterna proved to be the beginning of the end for Darby's Ranger Force. After helping to turn back the German counterattack of 4 February, and a later one on 19 February, the Ranger survivors were assigned to conduct a scouting and patrolling school outside of Civitavecchia, Italy, for the Fifth Army. On 6 May, approximately 150 veteran Rangers of long standing were returned to Camp Butner, North Carolina, and remained there until the 1st and 3rd Ranger Infantry Battalions were inactivated on 15 August 1944 and the 4th Ranger Infantry Battalion on 26 October.
Following a few assignments, Colonel Darby requested and was assigned to the 10th Mountain Division, fighting in Italy, as the assistant division commander. While visiting the front in Torbole on 30 April 1945, a shell fragment from a German 88-mm gun killed him, days prior to the German surrender on 2 May. On 15 May 1945, Darby was posthumously promoted to brigadier general, the only Army officer to be posthumously promoted to general officer rank during the entire war.
29th Provisional Ranger Infantry Battalion
On 20 December, the 29th Provisional Ranger Infantry Battalion commanded by Major Randolph Milholland was formed. Manned by volunteers from the 29th Infantry Division, the battalion underwent rigorous training at Tidworth Barracks, England, and at the Commando Training Depot. Completing amphibious assault training in February 1943 at Bridge Spean and having won the admiring respect of both Lord Lovat, the famed British Commando, and the approval of Brigadier General Norman Cota...the 29th Infantry Division assistant division commander, the 29th Battalion was attached to the Number 4 Commando at Dartmouth for six weeks.
After conducting three joint raids on the Norwegian coast, the battalion moved to Bude, Cornwall, in May, and then to Dorlin House, Scotland, in July. The battalion participated in a fourth raid on Ile d'Ouessant...Ushant Island…off the tip of Brittany. The small number of Rangers accompanying the Commandos acquitted themselves very well. Moving to Dover in August, the battalion was deactivated at Okehampton, Devon, on 18 October 1943 and its soldiers returned to the 29th Infantry Division when it was determined to be no longer needed with the pending arrival of the 2nd and 5th Ranger Battalions from the U.S.
2nd, 5th Ranger Infantry Battalions
The two other European Theater Ranger Infantry Battalions, the 2nd and 5th Ranger Infantry Battalions, were officially designated the Provisional Ranger Group on 6 May 1944. Under the command of Lieutenant Colonel James Earl Rudder, these two battalions...referred to by some as "suicide squads"...had their baptism of fire on the beaches of Normandy on D-Day, 6 June 1944, as part of Operation Neptune, the amphibious phase of Operation Overlord.
The 2nd Ranger Infantry Battalion had been activated on 1 April 1943 at Camp Forrest, Tennessee. On 21 November, the battalion sailed for England. Activated at Camp Forrest, Tennessee, 1 September 1943, the 5th's training started 14 September. Following a plan of instruction similar to the 2nd's, the battalion trained in Florida and New Jersey prior to deploying to England early January 1944.
The 2nd's mission was the toughest, most desperate, and dangerous mission of any of the D-Day assaulting units: three of its companies, D, E, and F, were to land seven kilometers west of the right flank of Omaha Beach on a narrow strip of beach at the base of Pointe-du-Hoc...has also been spelled Pointe-du-Hoe...scale the 120-foot sheer cliffs under heavy enemy fire, cross the mined and obstacled top, and destroy six 155-mm cannon located in open, reinforced concrete casemates. Noted Lieutenant General Omar Bradley of Lieutenant Colonel Rudder, "Never has any commander been given a more desperate mission."
The plan had been for the 2nd Rangers to hit the base of the cliff at 0630, just moments after heavy naval suppressive fires were lifted. It was hoped that the Rangers could scale the cliff before the defenders could reoccupy their defensive positions after having been driven by the suppressive fires into the protection of underground bunkers. Unfortunately, that would not be for the Rangers, impacted by heavy seas and errant navigation, arrived thirty-five minutes late.
Disembarking from their beached boats, Rudder's men assaulted across the gradually narrowing strand of land to the base of the cliff. Taking heavy machinegun fire from a position located on their left flank, the Rangers quickly lost fifteen, dead or wounded. Reaching the ropes, the Rangers began their arduous climb up the suspended rigging.
Not anticipating an attack on their position from the sea, the German defenses facing the Rangers were the weakest. As the Rangers climbed, the Germans tossed grenades over the cliff and cut three or four of the ropes. Within five minutes of starting the climb, the first Rangers were secure on top to be followed in another ten minutes by the bulk of the fighting force.
At approximately 0730, the message "Praise the Lord" was broadcast from Pointe-du-Hoc, indicating that the Rangers had successfully scaled the cliffs. With less than two hundred Rangers left to drive on with the attack on top of the cliff, Colonel Rudder's signal to his floating reserve, A and B Companies, 2nd Ranger Infantry Battalion, and the 5th Ranger Battalion to reinforce at Pointe-du-Hoc was transmitted fifteen minutes too late. The reserves had moved on to assault Omaha at 0715 in accordance with their established contingency plans.
Ignoring the machinegun and 20-mm cannon fire directed at them, the Rangers moved through the shell craters and German trenches toward the six heavy gun casemates. Closing on their mission objective, they were stunned to find that the 'guns' were, in reality, telephone poles. Fresh tracks running inland indicated that the six weapons had been recently removed.
Patrols were sent out to reconnoiter the area. Following heavy tracks of the missing artillery pieces for nearly 250 meters down a dirt road, three Rangers located the six missing cannons. Well camouflaged and prepared to fire on Utah Beach, the weapons were stocked with piles of ready ammunition and their gun crews were beginning to reform approximately 100 meters away. Within minutes, all six cannon were destroyed, along with a nearby ammunition supply point. By 0900, the 2nd Ranger Infantry Battalion became the first United States forces to accomplish their mission on D-Day.
For the next forty-eight hours, the Rangers were relatively on their own and still isolated. Armed with nothing more than BARs and 60-mm mortars, the siege of the surrounded Rangers continued as the Germans attempted to retake the fortified area with a series of counterattacks throughout the 6th of June and into the next day. But, despite their desperate situation, the Rangers held. By the end of the battle on 7 June, having fought nonstop for two days without relief, only 25 percent of the original force…fifty Rangers…were still capable of fighting when finally relieved.
Ten years later, during the reunion at Normandy, Colonel Rudder returned with his son to revisit the site. At the base of the Pointe, he looked up the towering cliff and asked, "Will you tell me how we did this? Anybody would be a fool to try this. It was crazy then, and it's crazy now."
At 0645, the Company C Rangers hit the shore at the far western edge of Omaha Beach, out of position just west of the Vierville Draw, sustaining over fifty percent casualties before they even made the beach. More than two kilometers from the nearest supporting troops, the Rangers were isolated and on their own. Though isolated and without radio communications, the Rangers continued the fight that eventually provided attacking elements the opportunity to force the Vierville Draw.
The 5th Rangers and the two attached Ranger companies from 2nd Battalion rode the channel tides waiting for Rudder's message from Pointe-du-Hoc. Schneider waited until the appointed time of 0700 for the "Praise the Lord" message. The time came and went but the Ranger continued to hold his position. Finally, at 0715, he could delay no longer. The flotilla of twenty LCAs turned to make their run Omaha Beach.
Reports indicated that only one reinforced battalion of the German 716th Infantry Division was defending both the Omaha and Utah Beach sectors. The defenders were believed to be of minimum quality and standard with no reserves available for local counterattacks.
Unfortunately for the attacking force, this assessment was in total error. An experienced German infantry division, the 352nd, had been moved to the coast early that spring and assigned a sector that was inclusive of Omaha Beach. The net result was a doubling of forces in the area, a soldier of higher standard, improved command and control, and a mobile reserve positioned only five miles from the beach.
The two Ranger companies of the 2nd Ranger Infantry Battalion approached first. As the ramps dropped, the German defenders opened fire, unloading on the disembarking Rangers with a heavy concentration of fire. The fires were intense and some Rangers took nearly thirty minutes to struggle through the water to reach the beach. Offshore, Schneider observed the overwhelming struggle and carnage faced by the 2nd Ranger Infantry Battalion companies. Realizing that the landing effort had been "a disaster," he elected not to wastefully throw his battalion away. Ordering the remaining fifteen LCAs to move east down the coastline, he found a quieter, relatively speaking, sector of Dog Red and commenced his assault at 0745.
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Bothell >Food & Dining > Russell's
3305 Monte Villa Pkwy, Bothell, WA | Directions 9802147.778642 -122.188492
Sat: 5pm-10pm, Sun: 4:30pm-9:30pm, Tue-Thu: 8:30am-2:30pm, 4:30pm-9pm, Fri: 8:30am-2:30pm, 5pm-10pm, Mon: 8:30am-2:30pm
Top notch in every way! – I've been to Russell's several times and have never been disappointed. The food is delicious. Their sea scallops are much better than the ones I tried at Sea Starm and their filet mignon is perfection! Service is also wonderful and the decor is warm and inviting. I'd highly recommend this restaurant to anyone looking for an intimate, fine dining experience.
Russel's a Jewel found in Bothel. – Just returned from a wonderful dinner for 4 at Russell's. Service was A+ and the dinner was wonderful. We all had the fillet and the steak was perfect. It was as good as anything I have had from the Metropolitan Grill for $20 less. Great local Woodinville wine list. and fair prices. All in all the best dinner I have had out in a very long time. The owner Rob was the most gracious host. This jewel is worth finding. Just off I-405 at exit 24.
Ask For Rob, he'll take care of you! – I recently visited Russell's Dining in Bothell for a Private Unreleased Wine Tasting with Cooper, a Red Mountain Winery, and menu pairing!
The location is not favorable, however once you get past where the restaurant is situated, your time spent at Russell's will be well worth the drive.
Russell's is inside a Historic Registered Barn, which the culinary team has made impressive renovations.
I had the opportunity to taste a variety of dishes that Russell's specializes in. The Risotto Cakes are creatively prepared, and taste delicious. If you are a fan of Sliders Russell's definitely has a preparation that you will enjoy. So whether you go with a huge appetite or want to simply enjoy some small plates, Russell's really caters to everyone.
If you are into Wine and enjoy going to Woodinville and touring wineries head to Russell's on a Friday afternoon and take advantage of the Shuttle Winery Tour Promotion.
When you do visit Russell's do not leave without saying hello to Rob! However, Rob will probably find you first, he is a knowedgeable wine enthusiast and total foodie.
A lot of potential – So apparently Russell's has been in Bothell for over 3 years - I have lived here just over 2. I never knew about this place until I started to attend Eastlake Church, and it was even a year after that even though the restaurant is right next store.
Bothell doesn't have a lot of dining options - at least more upscale ones, so Russell's has a huge opportunity that it doesn't seem they are taking advantage of.
The restaurant decor, seating, etc, is all top notch. We went there though, and it was totally dead. While we don't necessarily go to a place just by how many people are there, it is nice to have a little background noise. I swear you could hear a pin drop. The least they could do was have some music in the background...or maybe let people know they exist!
So despite that, there are many good things about this place. The food for one - My husband I believe had some pork chops that he keeps talking about. I can't get the dessert out of my mind.
We had some great wine, and the manager even let us try a few dessert wines out to figure out the one we liked best.
We got a lot of attention, which I guess should be expected since there weren't too many others to pay attention to.
We will definitely go back, but I hope more people discover them so they end up being able to stick around!
Now they just need to add some atmosphere, and I think this would be my new favorite place closest to home.
What a Surprise! – We went to Russell's after hearing so much about it!
Oh Boy what a delight!
Great wine, wonderful food!
The first time we had the fillet mignon... it's the "you can cut it with the fork" kind, melting in your mouth!
We keep going back, everything is so yummi! The chicken, the fettuccini all good! Oh and the scallops! And my favourite, the halibut!
But the biggest plus for me: this is the place where I can take my friends, family and know that the food and service will be great.... can't go wrong woth Russel's!
Hope you'll enjoy it too!
Hidden cow outlet. – The wife and I went here a few months back after hearing about it from several folks in our area. Good to find a nice steak joint without having to venture too far outside the neighborhood.
Atmosphere is a little lacking in terms of the ambiance and decor (the wife calls me a restaurant snob, and it's true) but food is great, staff was very friendly, and has a nice bar area to wait for a table.
Russells in Bothell under rated and under exposed – the food and atmosphere is so inviting. It is a fine dining high end restaurants. Russell is a well known caterer and makes amazing food. He is willing to go beyond the extra mile to satisfy you and your tastebuds. This place has not been open very long and is located in a corporate lot so there are a lot of businesses surrounding. It can be hard to find if you are not familiar with Bothell, but is definately worth searching for. Russells in bothell is a well hidden diamond that needs to be shown. I recommend visiting Russells and telling all of your friends about it. WWW.RDLCATERING. 425-486-4072
Not worth the time... – am not sure these other reviewers went to the same Russell's. I work in the office park where Russell's is located and refuse to go there anymore. The food is overpriced and the wait staff is rude. For a typical lunch which might be a chicken sandwich on foccicia bread, you will wait 20 minutes and pay $8 and feel like you inconvenienced them. The sandwich will be about the size of a CD jewel case and is probably 70% bread. Along with this you get a wonderful 4 piece assortment of thinly sliced fruit. The last straw for me was going down to get breakfast where I paid $7.35 for a piece of quiche that was smaller than a post-it note (I wish I could post the picture I took of it). I have been there for dinner and had a beef carpaccio and the filet mignon. The appetizer was bland and the filet was a good cut and wasn't too bad however the fingerling potatoes that accompanied it were waxy and overcooked. Imitating a high-class restaurant, the chef comes out and she asks how your meal was. I said it was fine and left it at that as I am not usually one to complain, I just won't go back. I really wanted to tell her that salt was not a privilege and would suggest they purchase some and start using it while cooking. Aside from the food, the atmosphere is equal to that of your normal little town cafe with dimmed lighting, again trying to imitate a big restaurant. You are so close to everyone it is very hard to hold a conversation while sitting in your little wooden chair or wooden bench on a tile floor.
Best hidden secret in Bothell – The rustic ambiance and collective menu is great for intimate dining or groups. The staff was warm and friendly and everyone greeted you as you enter. The first time we came we were surprised to see that the restaurant was barely half way full on a Friday night but the second time we visited we were ecstatic to see that the crowd has grown to fill the bar and dining area. Happy hour is exceptionally priced and offers a comfortable and quaint lounge. The food was seasoned to perfection and obviously cooked by a pro. The duck, lamb and fillet mignon was absolutely to die for! The menu also offered a vegetable napoleon menu which would appeal to vegetarians alike. The service was exceptional with well-trained staff and knowledgably wine selections. Be sure to make reservations as this place is becoming very popular!
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No. 18 Duke 67, Miami 46: Freshman Jabari Parker scored 17 points and recorded a career-high 15 rebounds and the visiting Blue Devils relied on their defense to win their fourth of their past five games.Duke (15-4, 4-2 ACC) won its first conference road game of the season by holding the Hurricanes (10-8, 2-4) to 35.4 percent shooting and outrebounding Miami 42-28. The Blue Devils only shot 42.9 percent and scored 15 points below their average, but Parker and Amile Jefferson each blocked three shots and Rodney Hood added 12 points, six rebounds and two steals.Donnavan Kirk scored 11 points to lead Miami, which missed nine of its final 10 shots in the first half as the Blue Devils opened a 33-21 halftime advantage. The Hurricanes finished 2-for-10 from 3-point range to lose for the third time in their past five contests.Duke jumped out to an 11-4 lead and, after the Hurricanes closed within 19-17 on Tonye Jekiri's basket with less than seven minutes left in the half, used a 14-2 run to open a 33-19 advantage on back-to-back dunks by Hood in the final 75 seconds. The Blue Devils scored nine of the first 11 points of the second half, extending their lead to 42-23 on Matt Jones' 3-pointer 2 1/2 minutes into the final period.Miami could not take advantage of a nearly five-minute scoreless drought by the Blue Devils, scoring just four points in that stretch to get within 47-35 with a little over nine minutes left. Duke pulled away from there, using Parker's three-point play and Rasheed Sulaimon's 3-pointer to open a 53-35 lead with just under eight minutes remaining.GAME NOTEBOOK: Parker recorded his fifth double-double of the season. … Duke snapped a two-game losing streak to the Hurricanes, avenging Miami's 90-63 rout of the then top-ranked Blue Devils last Jan. 23. … Miami G Rion Brown, who had averaged 15.2 points in his past five games coming in, scored just two points.
Recap: Duke 67, Miami 46
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The Love Wars
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Fast-paced and laugh-out-loud funny, L. Alison Heller's beloved debut The Love Wars has been heralded as a perfect summer read. Readers will want to cheer on smart and witty lawyer Molly Grant as she juggles work ambitions with finding love. Chock full of heart, The Love Wars is impossible to put down.
"Every character in this warm, witty contemporary novel felt so refreshingly true to life."—Liane Moriarty, author of The Husband's Secret
Breaking up is hard to do. At least the first few times.
Even though Molly Grant has only a handful of relationships behind her, she's already been through more divorces than she can count.
At the premier Manhattan law firm where she's a matrimonial attorney, the hours are long, the bosses tyrannical, and the bonuses stratospheric. Her clients are rich, famous, and used to getting their way. Molly's job—and primary concern in life—is to work as hard as possible to make sure they do. Until she meets the client who changes everything….
Fern Walker is the desperate former wife of a ruthless media mogul. Her powerful ex is slowly pushing her out of her young children's lives, and she fears losing them forever. Molly—haunted by an incident from her own past—finds herself unable to walk away from Fern and sets out to help her. She just needs to do it without her bosses finding out.
Now, as complications both professional and personal stack up, Molly can only hope that her own wits, heart, and instincts are enough—both in and out of court.
An opened three- pack of pastel- colored sticky notes triggers the fight in the kitchen. Our brawling, which has already swept through several rooms of the house, focuses on the small things: loose wedding photos; extra toilet paper rolls; the ordinary ceramic soap dish bought in happier times. Never mind that I've never set eyes on any of the stuff we're fighting about, or that I'm not actually part of this couple (or any other, for that matter). I'm here solely for the battle, to guard against, as my boss Lillian delicately put it, any "hell hath no fury burning and slashing shit."
Now, though, we've taken a sharp veer into the surreal. The kitchen— gleaming white marble countertops and floor tiles, six- burner stove, massive central island— should be the set for some celebrity chef concocting culinary masterpieces. Instead, it's where Stewart Billings is desperately trying to smuggle sticky notes into a garbage bag filled with his "personal items," those things he's allowed to take when he's booted out of this six- story town house (Central Park adjacent) later this afternoon, pursuant to the terms of the prenuptial agreement he signed seven years ago. The rest of us, two lawyers and his soon-to-be ex-wife, Liesel, watch him with various degrees of disbelief.
"Stewart. Sticky notes down," Liesel says, walking forward
with her palm extended.
"But I bought them," he says, wiping his nose with his sleeve. "I remember doing it. I was deciding between these and—"
"Stewart, please. Have you ever really bought anything?" She presses her fingers against her palm, opening and closing them like a fourth- grade teacher commandeering a contraband video game.
I try to catch the eye of Erika, the other lawyer, but she is suddenly typing feverishly on her BlackBerry, wholly consumed.
Stewart blinks at me, fixing his features in a puppy dog pout. We've been at this for several hours, long enough that he's pegged me as the softy. Not that I have any real competition in this group. Before I can respond, Liesel cuts in. "Megan is my lawyer, Stewart."
"Molly." I offer my third reminder of the day. "My name is Molly."
"Whatever. She's here to protect me from you, you idiot." She waves a hand at me. "Tell him."
I pause, trying to come up with a politic response for Liesel.
"Hello?" Liesel snaps her fingers in my direction. "Speak. Tell him you're here to protect me."
"I'm here to make sure the move goes smoothly." I am mortified at the squeak in my voice. "Why don't you split the sticky pads, maybe each take one and a half?"
Liesel snorts. "Thanks, Pollyanna, for that crackerjack legal analysis. Stewart, I'm warning you. Put them down."
Stewart, displaying a bravery I have not yet seen this morning, defies her, clutching the sticky pads with one hand and continuing to root around the drawer with the other.
I walk over to Erika and lower my voice. "Maybe one of us should run out to get another packet of notepads? It might help move things along."
Stewart, hearing me, drops the notes on the counter. "It's not about the sticky pads. It's the principle of this whole thing." His voice descends from a wail into a forlorn whimper. "The principle of this whole, incredibly fucked-up thing."
Oh Lord. Is he crying? Without thinking, I grab a tissue from my pocket and offer it to him. Luckily, Liesel misses my lapse into empathy; she's too busy staring at Stewart with frosty disdain. "Which incredibly fucked-up thing?" She flashes a harsh smile. "That you slept with your trainer? Or that your gravy train's ending?"
Unsurprisingly, Stewart does not look soothed.
When his sniffles become impossible to ignore, Erika finally looks up from her BlackBerry. "Stewart." She frowns, taking his arm and leading him out of the kitchen. "Let's go calm down." Liesel stalks over to the kitchen island, flicks the sticky notes in the open drawer and slams it shut. "I'm going upstairs." She throws the words over her shoulder, not bothering to look at me. "But what about the rest of—"
Still walking away from me, she cuts me off. "I'll be in the cat room. Don't follow me; strangers upset them."
The cat room? I don't even get a chance to ask before Liesel exits the room and heads upstairs, her feet pounding a percussive BOOM on each step.
part one
My descent down the rabbit hole into Bacon Payne's matrimonial department began at approximately eleven in the morning two months before moving day at the Billings house. I had finished packing up the last crumbs from my desk in the corporate group (stapler, ficus, opened box of Thin Mints) and, Bankers Box carefully balanced on my forearms, took the elevator to the firm's thirty- seventh floor.
When the doors opened, Kim, the matrimonial department's secretary, was pacing back and forth, clutching a stack of files. I had seen her before; she was one of the smokers that huddled outside the firm's service entrance, the group that Kevin, my former office mate, had dubbed "the Dementors." The nickname was spot-on: the smokers clustered outside, miserably sucking down their cigarettes and creating a cloud of perpetual smoke, regardless of weather, time of day or, presumably, their workloads.
Although she had obviously been waiting for my arrival, Kim barely glanced at me as she shoved the files into my box, squashing my ficus in the process. "Getfamiliar. AnyquestionsaskLiz," she said, her back already to me as she led me down a hallway and nodded into an office.
I peered into the empty office. "Is this—," I started to ask, but Kim was already halfway down the hall.
My name, Molly Grant, was on the nameplate, so it probably was my office, I reasoned, and the one next door that read ELIZABETH SHER must be Liz's. I glanced in to see a woman talking into one of those goofy headsets that always made me think of telephone operators in old movies.
"I know, Bob, I know," she said, her hands waving as though he were in the room, "but that still doesn't get to our issues with the holidays. Mmmm- hmmm. Yup. No, so what if she's Jewish?" She shook her head emphatically, and her blond corkscrews bobbed along. "They celebrated Christmas with the kids every single year. It's a family tradition. No, no, no— let me finish— Ruby should be able to continue the family traditions too."
A few minutes later, Liz, apparently having resolved Ruby's holiday plans, buzzed my intercom. "Molly," she said, her shout floating through our common wall a beat ahead of her muffled voice on my speakerphone. "I'm finishing up some calls, but lunch when I'm done?"
"Okay," I yelled in the direction of her office.
"Hi, Bill. Liz Sher," I heard her say, her voice now sharp with purpose. "Listen, if you're going to spend that much money on hookers, please use cash, not your credit card. It's just bad planning."
I suppressed a smile. If Bill and Ruby were reliable indicators of our clientele, I would not be bored.
When I graduated from law school, I thought corporate law sounded perfect: arm's-length, sophisticated business transactions on behalf of anonymous institutions. It would be, Dean Laylor advised me, the best antidote to what he referred to as "that unfortunate clinic incident."
And there was nowhere better to bury myself in the paperwork generated by sterile financial transactions than the corporate group of the Manhattan headquarters of Bacon, Buckley, Worthington & Payne, LLP.
Home of five hundred impeccably credentialed lawyers, Bacon Payne's client list included behemoth global financial institutions, cutting- edge technology companies chockablock with newly minted millionaires, and the rulers of several obscenely wealthy foreign nations. Bacon Payne's plush Park Avenue offices boasted an art gallery, complete with an original Miró, a state-of-he- art gym and a dining room (not cafeteria, mind you). Year after year, its attorneys received the highest compensation in Manhattan.
The day after I received my offer, Tara Parker, my law school's director of career services, who clipped around the halls like a championship mall- walker, tracked me down in the library. She leaned her blond- cropped head close to mine and said in a stage whisper, "Well, this is it, honey. Your life is about to start."
I met the gaze of her fiercely mascaraed eyes and felt her words in my soul. This must be what I had been working so hard for all of my life.
Right before she walked away, she patted my arm. "Have you seen their Miró?"
I shook my head.
She rolled her eyes. "Exquisite."
Five months and twenty- nine days after starting, I recognized that I'd made a mistake. I had just spent an all- nighter summarizing the contents of thirty- six Bankers Boxes filled with mind- numbing financials related to the sale of a German poultry feed company. When I finally presented my memo to a partner named Doug King, he yelled at me for twenty minutes for the unforgivable crime of spelling "document" as "dicament" on page 4.
I stood stone- faced through his diatribe— even nodding occasionally to affirm a few insults of which Doug King seemed especially proud— but immediately afterward I ducked into a secluded internal stairwell and burst into tears. My big problem wasn't just that Doug King (who I later learned was nicknamed Douche King) had called me "lazy," "stupid" and "the face of Bacon Payne's lowered hiring standards." Nor was it that I was exhausted enough to hallucinate tiny brown floating bugs around my peripheral vision. It was that I didn't give a flying fig about any of the work I had done since starting at the firm.
At that point, it might have made sense to look for another job, but I dug in my heels. I had to stay. Not for the salary, although Bacon Payne paid more than any other firm, but for what some starry- eyed associate had dubbed the "Payne- ment." Every Bacon Payne associate who came in as a first- year and made it to his or her fifth anniversary in good standing was given a whopper of a lump- sum bonus, equal to one entire year in salary.
The second I heard about the Payne- ment, I did some quick calculations— all Bacon Payne associates did at some point— and realized that if I was diligent about paying off my student loans the first five years, I could easily knock off the rest with the bonus. Five years after law school, I could be free to do whatever I wanted.
To be honest, my fantasy was only planned up to the part where I lassoed the American Dream for the Grant Family by paying off my parents' home equity line of credit, a loan they'd taken out nine years before to finance my college tuition. I was fuzzy on the details, but with the three of us debt free, I was sure the rest would fall into place and I hung tight, sloughing through three interminably boring years. Until I realized that there was a better way to wait out my sentence at Bacon Payne.
I'd been on the elevator after yet another all- nighter, desperately wanting a shower— it was one of those sticky July days and I felt incredibly smelly and greasy- haired. Factsination!—the news and information service that was helpfully displayed 24-7 on monitors on our elevators— made me yearn for the days of Muzak. The word of the day, the screen informed me, was paroxysm, as in Mr. Smith had a paroxysm of rage when he saw all the work still on his desk.
I stopped myself from flipping off the screen as the doors opened on the thirty- seventh floor. A female attorney stepped in, looking so crisp: showered, clean and downright elegant.
"I still can't believe that," she said to her companion, an older woman in a proper pink suit whom I took to be a client. "He claimed ignorance to every question: how much he made, what his credit bills totaled, the purchase price of the ski house. I've never taken a deposition like that."
"I told you he was slimy and evasive," said the client. "Will this hurt us?"
"Not at all, Joyce." Crisp lawyer's voice rang with confidence as she looked sternly at the client, her voice ringing with confidence. "We're right where we want to be."
I was stunned. My own days were filled with nebulous orders barked down a chain of command from partner to senior associate to midlevel associate to me. It was like the childhood game of telephone with the punch line being that billions of dollars were at stake. Meanwhile, this lawyer, this clean and well- groomed junior associate who looked not much older than I, had been advising actual human beings and taking depositions— something I'd only seen on television.
I had always sort of thought of the matrimonial group with a touch of distaste, like distant relatives whom you had to invite to Christmas dinner, but inevitably got a little too drunk and messed up the Heritage Village arrangement. But maybe I had gotten it all wrong. Maybe it was the place to be, the most exciting department at Bacon Payne.
Lillian Starling led the group and her name was constantly in the gossip magazines because of her high- profile cases. I was thrilled each time I spotted one of her rich and famous clients in person. We all were: every so often, one of the other associates would rush down the hall, stick his head in one of our offices and whisper, for example, when the star of that TV show Night Wings was there, "Dana Carter, in reception on thirty- three, now." This year alone, I had pretended to nonchalantly walk by the reception area to see a Brazilian pop star (great skin), a two- time Oscar winner (much shorter in person than in his films) and one of New York's senators (flagrant nose- picker), all waiting for Lillian Starling.
So, I embarked on "Operation Transfer" (Kevin, a firm believer in nicknames, also deserved naming credit for that one). I hounded Lionel Baird, the corporate group's assigning partner, for work involving the matrimonial group. He had looked a little concerned, as though he was missing something— most corporate associates were not eager to do divorce work, which at Bacon Payne had all the cachet of ambulance chasing— but a few weeks later, he knocked on my door with an assignment: Rick Roth had retained Lillian Starling for his divorce. One of Mr. Roth's big problems was his wife's claims that Rick's company, Little Miss Fancy— a girls' clothing company based, Lionel had said, on the "puked-up tutu aesthetic"—was marital property. Lillian, in order to understand the worth of Little Miss Fancy, needed a corporate associate to cull through the company's financial records.
I culled. And after I spent an entire month of eighteen- hour days sorting and organizing and sorting some more, one of Lillian's associates, a first- year named Denise, quit, and I was invited to take her spot.
I had to reassure Lionel Baird that no, I had not been hit on the head, nor was I under duress; I did genuinely want to transfer to the matrimonial group and yes, it would mean the world to me if he could advise Dominic Pizaro, the head of corporate, to sign off on the move. (Dominic himself would not have an opinion about this; to Dominic, junior associates were as indistinguishable as one ridged potato chip from the rest of its bag mates— just another snack that might break on its way to being eaten.)
And so, I felt a warped joy upon hearing Liz reprimand her client about his escort fees: it meant I was finally on the right track.
A few hours later, I sat at one of the booths in the Bacon Payne dining room with Liz and Rachel Stanton, another matrimonial associate.
"So tell us," said Rachel, sinking in the seat across from me. "How it went down."
I summarized my role on the Little Miss Fancy assignment and Liz swallowed a forkful of penne. "You must have done one heck of a job with that due diligence."
"I also sort of made a personal appeal to Lillian about how much I wanted to be in this group."
Early one evening during my third week of work on the Roth case, I was bracing myself to open yet another one of the forty boxes, wondering whether my daily headaches indicated the return of my caffeine addiction when Lillian Starling breezed in.
"This is Little Miss Fancy?" Her sharp brown eyes darted around the room, taking in the stacks of boxes and barely glancing at me. I jumped up from my chair with astonishing torque considering the cushy depth of the leather seat.
This was the closest I had been to Lillian. I towered over her even with the lift that her voluminous brown hair gave her—the side effect of the extra inches offered by her hair was a dwarfing of her face, which looked disproportionately tiny, like a Monchhichi doll. And that hair! Expertly layered and blown out, it had every shade of brown I could imagine: highlights of caramel, copper, ash brown, chocolate, chestnut, fawn and russet. I could tell that had I read Vogue with the zeal that I reserved for People, I would have been able to quickly identify the designers responsible for her expensive nubby black and oatmeal suit and and heels.
"Hi, Ms. Starling. I'm Molly Grant, the corporate associate assigned to the case. Can I help you find anything?"
"Yes, we have a financial statement due to the court this week and we need some of the tax returns and registers. . . ." Her back was to me and she started impatiently lifting the lids off the boxes without looking at their contents, "Oh, God. Is this in any kind of order at all?"
"Here, let me show you." I quickly lifted two of the boxes, plunked them down on the table and handed her a manila folder from the side of one. "Copies of the tax returns and financial reports from the years prior to and immediately after the marriage, as well as the date of commencement of the action. And this memo summarizes all of the numbers. The backup documentation is in here."
Lillian glanced at the folder, her face impassive. And right then, at that exact moment, my parents called, the conference room's ordinary soundtrack— layers of sterile HVAC system white noise— suddenly pierced by the loud and twangy string chords that kick off Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Sweet Home Alabama." Lillian's head jerked up from the memo. I intoned seven I'm sorrys in a meditative chant and rushed to turn off the phone, honestly believing in that moment that getting a personal call at seven o'clock at night indicated severe perversions in my character.
Lillian gave a shave of a nod— dipping her eyelids, not her chin— but it was, I knew, a miniature stamp of approval. "I like that song," she said distractedly, and I could not determine which had won her over: my snap to attention or my taste in Southern rock.
Her eyes returned to the memo and she said, "Helpful," confirming it by opening the flap on her Birkin bag and sliding in the document. Emboldened, I started talking. "Actually, Ms. Starling, I've sorted almost everything, so let me know if you need anything else. Also, I just wanted to say— thanks for the opportunity. This is really interesting work and I'm actually a big fan of yours. I would love to work on more matrimonial cases with you if you ever need me." The words had poured out in an obvious and desperate attempt to force a connection between us.
At the memory of this, I smiled sheepishly across the table at Liz and Rachel. "Did I say appeal? To be honest, it was a flat- out genuflect."
"Now I get it." Liz grinned and pointed at me with her fork. "You're the perfect hire. You fed her ego, plus she gets to stick it to corporate."
"What, like an East Coast/ West Coast thing? The gang warfare of Bacon Payne?"
Rachel laughed. "More like a one- sided inferiority complex thing. You know how corporate deals are constantly paraded in front of hires, clients, summer associates? Well, Lillian hates being a little fish in a big pond. A chance to steal an associate from corporate is vindication."
I thought of Kevin's words from earlier that morning. "I can't believe you're actually going to become a divorce lawyer," he had said as I gently placed my ill- fated ficus in the Bankers Box. "Have you no ambition?"
"Plus the timing was right because Denise had just given notice," I said. "Why did she leave, by the way?"
Rachel dropped her head, suddenly focused on locating the remaining chickpeas in her salad, and Liz squinted and twisted her mouth. "She and Lillian had some differences. Lillian didn't really think she was"—she paused, searching for the right word—" committed to the practice and the clients."
"Any advice for how I can appear committed?" Even as I asked, I wasn't really concerned. I had already proven myself, literally doubling my workload as a sign of my interest.
"Just be available to her," said Liz. "You'll figure it out."
"I'm still trying to figure it out," Rachel half laughed. "Hey," she said to a woman approaching our table.
It was the lawyer from the elevator; my memory had not exaggerated her crispness. She was one of those glossy and elegant women native to Manhattan but rare in a law firm: shiny chestnut- colored hair, clear blemish- free skin, groomed eyebrows and nails. Her body was narrow and lean without being bony and I was sure all her clothing looked perfectly put together, with no wrinkles, sweater pills or pet hair to be found.
Women like her had been making me feel rumpled and sweaty since I had moved to New York, like they had the answer to some question I didn't even know how to ask. Usually these insecurities were subterranean, of the low- grade, nagging variety, but that day in the elevator, seeing her had pushed them center stage, under a spotlight.
I looked down at my nails— they were shapeless but clean. I probably wasn't sweating, given that there wasn't a partner in sight and, as always, all thirteen floors of Bacon Payne were set to a freezing sixty- eight degrees.
"Uh-oh. Are you scaring the new kid?" Crisp lawyer glided into the booth and smiled at me. "Don't get caught up in any of this drama. But definitely let us know if you have any questions along the way. I'm Hope," she said, extending her hand.
"Hi. Molly."
Liz raised one eyebrow and sipped at the straw of her soda. "And that's your advice? So too- cool- for- school. Hey, listen. I need to brainstorm with you guys about the Landing case. Did you get my e-mail? How much support would you offer if the husband has made one million eight for the last two years but is on track for two million three this year? The wife has a medical degree but quit to raise the kids—"
"Which really means supervise the nanny." Hope directed this to me.
"Hey, there's a lot of coordination involved in supervising a nanny," Rachel said, and they all nodded seriously for a minute before bursting into laughter.
"Anyway," said Liz, "the kids are ten and thirteen. . . ."
And then they were off, heatedly discussing alimony scenarios for the rest of lunch as I tried to follow along.
"Hi." I picked up on the first ring."Molly," my dad whispered. "We just wanted to say good luck."
"Thanks." I lowered my voice to match his. "Are you whispering because you're finally going to tell me where you buried the gold?"
There was a pause that I correctly interpreted as my mom pulling the phone away from him.
"Sorry if we're interrupting, but we waited until lunchtime so we wouldn't get you in trouble by calling." No dramatic whispering from her; her voice was standard "business brisk," as it always was when she was at their shop.
"I won't get in trouble for talking on the phone, Mom. Lawyers are supposed to talk on the phone."
"So, how's day one?"
"Great." From years of receiving that same answer to this question, my parents thought Bacon Payne was the Best! Place! To Work! Ever! Such were the implicit terms of our family arrangement: my parents had gone above and beyond to provide me with opportunity beyond their means, and in exchange, I did not squander, eschew or complain (to them) about same opportunity. Today, though, I felt a little more honest than I usually did.
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Line up and play ball. That's your guide, your mission as a player during the first two practice games. They are a series of one-on-one matchups in live situations where coaches grade on alignment, assignment and technique.
This game counts — sort of.
Don't worry about the score or who wins. That's secondary to the actual meaning behind this matchup. The Bears have put in time this week to replicate a real "game week" in the regular season. That means install a plan, study film and have long meetings. Then get on the practice field to work against the scout team and show up at the stadium with a game plan in hand.
A scripted series of plays and schemes — on both sides of the ball — have been designed to produce against the Giants based on what they have shown on film. It's a dress rehearsal, or practice exam, for the real thing Sept. 9.
The Bears will look for Jay Cutler to target wide receiver Brandon Marshall, establish the running game with Matt Forte and show Cover-2, Cover-1 and zone-pressure on defense against Giants' quarterback Eli Manning.
And they also will have the battle between J'Marcus Webb and Chris Williams at left tackle under a microscope — again.
This Giants' defensive front is the best in football. Don't believe me? Turn on the tape from their Super Bowl victory over Tom Brady and the Patriots. It is fast, physical and gets to the quarterback with a four-man rush.
Tonight, that front is down a name — a big name — in injured defensive end Jason Pierre-Paul. His speed, explosive first step and athletic ability would have been the ultimate summer test for both Webb and Williams. But don't let that discount the importance of the Bears' left tackle candidates showing they can handle the job.
The Giants have plenty of depth along the defensive line, veterans such as Osi Umenyiora who can give Webb and Williams a full night's work on the edge. They still will be tested as the Bears search to fill every role on their team against established talent.
Forget about the final exhibition next week in Cleveland for the starters. That's a free plane flight for the No. 1 guys who will find a solid restaurant to grab a steak the night before the game and relax on the sidelines with a bag of sunflower seeds. That game is for the rookies and veteran bubble players to go all out in search of a final roster spot.
But Friday night is about Cutler, Marshall, Forte, Julius Peppers, Charles Tillman and the rest of the core players in uniform. Camp is over, the team is back at Halas Hall and final cuts are coming soon.
Here are the goals: Run the game plan; execute the schemes; find a left tackle; stay healthy.
This is as close as it gets to the real thing in late August.
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Special contributor Matt Bowen, who played at Glenbard West and Iowa, spent seven seasons in the NFL as a strong safety. You also can find his work at nationalfootballpost.com.


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Blitzen Trapper adds dates to summer outing
Indie-rockers Blitzen Trapper have extended their forthcoming headlining foray into mid-summer as the band gets ready to support a new studio album on the road.
The Portland, OR, natives get things underway June 2 in Spokane, WA. Following a late-spring stretch that includes a June 10 appearance at Bonnaroo in Manchester, TN, the band kicks off the summer leg July 23 in their hometown. The trip concludes with an August slate highlighted by an appearance at the Aug. 6-8 Lollapalooza Festival in Chicago. Dates are at right.
"Destroyer of the Void," Blitzen Trapper's fifth studio album, is due June 8 on Sub Pop. The set was co-produced by the band's frontman, Eric Earley, and fellow Portlander Mike Coykendall (Bright Eyes, M. Ward), who also served as the recording engineer for the band's previous full-length effort, 2008's "Furr."
"There's country. There's hard-rock stuff. There's some piano ballads with strings," Earley told SoundSpike about the new disc last year. "It's hard for me to [compare it to the rest of the catalog] because I have a lot of different things going on. There's rock and folk music, so the new record will be like that. We'll see."
Early and the other members of the group--Erik Menteer (guitar/keyboard), Brian Adrian Koch (drums/vocals), Michael VanPelt, (bass), Drew Laughery (keyboards) and Marty Marquis (guitar, keyboards, vocals)--formed Blitzen Trapper in 2000. The band's self-titled debut was released in 2003.


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Love Thy Neighbour takes a lighthearted look at the problem of colour through the eyes of a white couple, Eddie and Joan Booth and a black couple, Bill and Barbie Reynolds, who move in next door.
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Located in Boston's historic Back Bay, The Fairmont Copley Plaza Hotel lies in the heart of the city's entertainment and shopping districts and alongside the Boston Public Library, Trinity Church, and Hancock Tower in Copley Square.
Fitness options
The Fairmont Copley Plaza features a brand new, 3,000 square-foot (279 square meters) rooftop health club offering sweeping views of Boston's Back Bay.
Refined setting
The hotel's 383 guestrooms and suites were recently renovated as part of the hotel's centennial celebration. Accomodations feature pillowtop mattresses, marble baths, bathrobes, minibars, cordless phones, and high-speed Internet access.Information missing or incorrect? Tell us!
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The Fairmont Copley Plaza Hotel in Boston's Back Bay features a new, American brasserie-style restaurant called OAK Long Bar + Kitchen, offering 24-hour room service. Guests can access the new, rooftop health club and fitness center featuring state-of-the-art equipment and on-site attendants. Flexible meeting spaces include a 24-hour business center, multiple meeting rooms, and audio-visual equipment. Computer rentals are available on site, and wireless Internet access is available in public areas (surcharge for both).
The Fairmont's friendly canine ambassador, Catie Copley, a black Labrador Retriever, is stationed near the St. James entrance when not visiting with guests. The concierge maintains an appointment book where guests can schedule walks or runs with her.
The Fairmont Copley Plaza Hotel offers 21,000 square feet (1.950 square meters) of meeting and event space with a grand ballroom that can accommodate a maximum of 1,000 guests.
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- 24-hour business center
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- 24-hour front desk
- Air-conditioned public areas
- Number of floors - 7
- Audiovisual equipment
- Banquet facilities
- Valet parking (surcharge)
- Year Built 1912
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- Complimentary newspapers in lobby
- Computer rental
- Concierge services
- Multiple large conference rooms
- Currency exchange
- Doorman/doorwoman
- Dry cleaning/laundry service
- Event catering
- Express check-out
- Gift shops or newsstand
- Health club
- Wireless Internet access - surcharge
- Wired (high-speed) Internet access - surcharge
- Designated smoking areas
- Shopping on site
- Elevator/lift
- Parking limited (surcharge)
- Limo or Town Car service available
- Multilingual staff
- Total number of rooms - 383
- Parking (surcharge)
- Porter/bellhop
- Restaurant
- Safe-deposit box at front desk
- Secretarial services
- Security guard
- Ski storage
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- Room service (24 hours)
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- Complimentary weekday newspaper
- Designer toiletries
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- Premium bedding
- Cribs/infant beds available
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- Daily housekeeping
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- Minibar
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- Turndown service
- Bathrobes
- Complimentary toiletries
- In-room safe (laptop compatible)
- Pillowtop mattress
- iPod docking station
- Wired high-speed Internet access (surcharge)
- Connecting / adjoining rooms available
- Rollaway/extra beds available
- Eat and drink
OAK Long Bar + Kitchen is a new, American brasserie style restaurant in the heart of Boston's Back Bay. Sip a hand crafted cocktail, sample an American menu featuring local ingredients, and savor the dramatic results of an extensive restoration, full of thoughtfully curated details.
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The recreational activities listed below are available either on site or near the hotel; fees may apply.
- Aerobics nearby
- Basketball nearby
- Bicycle rentals nearby
- Boating nearby
- Dock nearby
- Fishing nearby
- Golfing nearby
- Golf - driving range nearby
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- Sailing nearby
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- Whale-watching nearby
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To make requests for specific accessibility needs, complete the "Special or Accessibility Requests" section of "Trip Preferences" when you book your hotel.
- Accessible path of travel
- Accessible bathroom
- Roll-in shower
- Accessible parking
- In-room accessibility
- Accessibility equipment for the deaf
- Braille or raised signage
The Fine Print for The Fairmont Copley Plaza Hotel
- When you arrive
Check-in time starts at 3 PM
Minimum check-in age is 21
- When you leave
Check-out time is noon
- How you can pay
Accepted at this hotel: American Express, Diners Club, Discover, JCB International, MasterCard, Visa
- You need to know
Extra-person charges may apply and vary depending on hotel policy.
Government-issued photo identification and a credit card or cash deposit are required at check-in for incidental charges.
Special requests are subject to availability upon check-in and may incur additional charges. Special requests cannot be guaranteed.
- Fees
- The following fees and deposits are charged by the property at time of service, check-in, or check-out.
The above list may not be comprehensive. Fees and deposits may not include tax and are subject to change.
- Fee for in-room wireless Internet: USD 14.82-24.45 per 24-hour period (rates may vary)
- Fee for wireless Internet in public areas: USD 14.82-24.45 per 24-hour period (rates may vary)
- Valet parking fee: USD 46 per night
- Rollaway bed fee: USD 25 per night
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The property has connecting/adjoining rooms, which are subject to availability and can be requested by contacting the property using the number on the booking confirmation.
Awards & Affiliations
- A Green / Sustainable Property - Third Party CertifiedThis property participates in Green Key Eco-Rating Program, a third-party certification program that has been independently certified. Third-party certification measures the property's impact on one or more of the following: environment, community, cultural-heritage, the local economy. An objective assessment of a company's sustainable tourism practices has been performed at this property by an auditor who is independent of the third-party certification program.
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Raise your hand if you can define "Whig" — without peeking at Wikipedia or a textbook. (I can't, either.)
That said, I sat through last Friday's opening of Lincoln, the latest Old Abe biopic that stars Daniel Day-Lewis, and kept fiddling with the same, unanswered question:
If Lincoln were alive today, what would he be?
A Whig?
A Republican?
A Democrat?
Whig is a non-starter, if for no other reason than modern-day American politics is a two-party race. Whiggery died more than a century ago. Today's others — Libertarians, Greens, etc. — exist for various reasons and have devoted followers. Though there are extremists among them, their causes are logical and legitimate. But who's the last third-party or independent candidate who truly affected the outcome of a presidential election? Strom Thurmond in 1948? George Wallace in 1968? Perhaps Ross Perot in 1996?
Not a chance.
A Democrat?
Well, here's where it gets tricky, as I tried to tell my 13-year-old son when he asked, somewhat perplexed, about Lincoln being a Republican — the same party, in a mind influenced by the election of 2012, of Mitt Romney, oppressive immigration laws and virtually no support from any voter who isn't white. Anyone with a passing grade in high-school history or civics knows the labels of America's political parties have morphed many times over with the passage of time. (Just like Alabama's state capital used to be in Tuscaloosa and Cahaba, stuff changes.)
Republicans in the time of Lincoln were the party of racial equality, or at least what passed for it in the mid-1800s, protective tariffs, governmental activists and strong industrial business interests.
Democrats in the time of Lincoln were hard to describe: the party of popular sovereignty, of states' rights, of protection of the South's peculiar institution.
Factions, left and right, within both parties make it impossible to describe either in simple sentences. The Democrats fractured strongly along North and South divisions during Lincoln's time in Washington; two Democratic candidates ran against Lincoln in 1864. The Republicans even changed their name on the '64 presidential ticket (the National Union Party) to make it easier for moderate Democrats to vote for the Republican incumbent.
They did, and Lincoln was re-elected.
The point is that the Republican Party the ex-Whig Lincoln joined is not the Republican Party of Romney — or of Reagan or Ike. Likewise, the Democratic Party that Lincoln so strongly opposed is not the Democratic Party of Obama, Clinton or Roosevelt. Trying to fit Daniel Day-Lewis' version of Lincoln into the political sphere of today isn't square-peg-round-hole, but it's close.
Suffice it to say that Lincoln would espouse some of today's Democratic policies, particularly those that are inclusionary, not exclusionary. He'd scoff at the imbeciles on the extreme right who foolishly advocate secession for the Romney states from the second term of Obama's United States. And, given his belief in morality and republicanism, it's a good bet he'd see travesties such as Alabama's harsh immigration law as being an unnecessary political boil that needs lancing.
Deep in his heart, Lincoln would fret over today's America — an America divided over seemingly chasm-sized differences that make the two parties virtually incompatible. That may be one of the most poignant themes in Day-Lewis' depiction of this uniquely American legend: that it takes great men — men in short supply — to rescue nations from the precipice's edge.
In that respect, who is America's next Lincoln? Our divided nation awaits.
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ESCANABA - Colleen K. Mattison became the wife of Dr. Brian S. Moravec during a wedding ceremony that took place on July 13 at the Mattison Family Cottage in Amberg, Wis. on the bank of the Pike River. The touching ceremony was officiated by Pastor Mike Barden of Waupaca, the groom's childhood friend.
The bride's parents, Ken and Margaret Mattison of Amberg, and the groom's parents, Viola Kien of Eagle River, Wis., and James Moravec of Wausau, Wis., were in attendance along with other immediate family and a few close friends.
Pastor Mike Barden and his wife Monica performed the music for the service. The bride was given away by her father, Ken Mattison, and her son, Aaron McGowan of Little Chute, Wis. The bride's daughter, Brittany McGowan of Stevens Point, Wis., was the maid of honor, and the groom's brother, Jason Moravec, of San Diego, Calif., was the best man. The groom's nephew, Warren Moravec bore a sign announcing the bride.
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A dinner in honor of the newlyweds was held at Newingham's Supper Club in Wausaukee, Wis., to celebrate and a small reception took place in Escanaba.
Dr. Brian Moravec is a graduate of Palmer College of Chiropractic in Davenport, Iowa, and is the owner of Delta Chiropractic Associates of Escanaba. Colleen Moravec is a graduate of University Wisconsin - Green Bay and works with her husband as a chiropractic assistant.
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SI.com has obtained a summary of the tentative agreement that NBA and union officials agreed upon early Saturday and is being circulated around the league. The framework must still be ratified by all NBA owners and players (who must first re-form their union) before the deal is official.
The summary outlines the main pieces of the new agreement, not including the "B-list" issues that commissioner David Stern said the sides have yet to resolve. Players and owners hope this new collective bargaining agreement will be finalized in time to open training camps and free agency on Dec. 9, and the 2011-12 regular season on Dec. 25. Click here to read the complete PDF.
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Monday 28 April 2003
Morality missing as Lewis seeks refuge in numbers
By Sebastian Coe:
"Thank you, America, but what about the television coverage?", read the T-shirt that Daley Thompson revealed on his lap of honour. Thompson had defended his Olympic decathlon title after a great competition in Los Angeles in 1984.
He had, for the first time in his career, "looked over the cliff and not liked what he had seen". So bleak was the view from the top that he threw
the discus six feet further than he had ever thrown it before leaving Jurgen Hingsen, his German rival for so many years, to build upon his fine and growing collection of silver.
Daley was not done in his celebrations. Halfway down the back straight he changed gear and threw political correctness to the wind in a country
that created the concept. Another T-shirt appeared. "Is the world's second greatest athlete gay?" it read, leaving his friends smiling, the bulk of the stadium bemused and the hacks slavering over the £50 notes of journalistic
Daley rode the storm, Carl Lewis refused to comment and I was ambushed.
At my post-race press conference the American journalists were outraged. "What did you think about Mr Thompson's T-shirt?" was their first
question. "I only hope he's not referring to me," I responded, which only went a little way to lighten the atmosphere. I could have told them Lewis had got away lightly.
A couple of days before the decathlon, Thompson unveiled a T-shirt that did not make it to the victory lap. Mercifully, even he thought it was a
little over the top.
Lewis finished his 1984 Olympic campaign with four titles and was compared to his hero, Jesse Owens. Whether Lewis is gay is, of course, an irrelevance. But we might wonder whether he really was "the world's second greatest athlete" after last week's revelations from a disaffected employee of the United States Olympic Committee that Lewis, along with others, failed a drugs test weeks before his second Olympic Games in Seoul in 1988.
Surprised? Not really. The same accusations were made four years earlier in Los Angeles when another disgruntled employee lifted the lid on this murky American scene. In the build-up to Los Angeles the International Olympic Committee were forced to lean heavily on their colleagues in the US to implement even the most rudimentary drug-testing programme. In 1981 American Ben Plucknett, who broke the world record in the discus, was banned for testing positive.
Not only did the US federation refuse to enforce the ban but they made him their athlete of the year. And only a few years after that an agent to
an American track world record holder who had failed a dope test in Europe received an apology from the US federation with the comforting words: "If the test had taken place here you'd never have heard about it."
You do not have to wander too far to encounter Lewis's counterparts from the Sixties and Seventies who are very open about the 'additives' that made the difference then.
How many more disaffected employees is it going to take before the full
scale and scope of the problem is realised?
It is a depressing scene. The bulk of the sport is clean and there is a growing realisation by competitors and administrators that unless the
punters believe that what they are watching is genuine, they will find other things to watch. But when the sport gets it wrong, boy, does it get it
Could Marion Jones and Tim Montgomery really not see that endorsing Charlie Francis, Ben Johnson's disgraced coach, would do nothing for them or the
status or credibility of our sport?
Does Denise Lewis really need the undoubted but forever tainted qualities of the former East German throwing coach, Ekkart Arbeit, as has been
reported, to resuscitate her Olympic dreams?
In Arbeit's and the East German athletes' defence, they were part of a repressive political regime who used sport to bolster their international
status, and the athletes who Arbeit drugged would have known little or nothing about it in their formative years. Francis, with all the benefits of
a liberal democracy, had no such excuse.
World drug agencies labour all year round to police, prosecute and educate while many of our top athletes spend time away from the training track visiting schools and clubs to spread the message. It is even more worrying if Jones and Lewis cannot see why people choose to enter the moral maze on these issues.
Lewis's response to the recent accusation tells me he is not one of them. "I did nothing more than everyone else." That may be a refuge, but it is
not a defence. I do not expect an apology but a touch of contrition might be nice.
And for the good guys in the sport, our coaches and educators, last week's revelations make their task even harder. And for many of our young
athletes the world must look a confused place of blurred moral and ethical boundaries.
Not long ago I sat with a group of past athletes. The conversation inevitably touched on the scourge of drugs in sport. And in the defence of a
high-profile competitor - not, I hasten to add, from track and field - one of the group argued that the misdemeanor occurred "pre-testing".
"Oh yes?" replied Daley Thompson. "But was it pre-morality?"


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Located less than a mile from Whyteleafe train station and 2.4 miles from Caterham city centre, the Caterham Whyteleafe Hotel is an ideal option for those seeking accommodation close to the Tandridge district of Surrey. Visit the famous wartime air base Kenley Aerodrome, 0.6 miles away, or try your luck at the races with nearby Epsom Racecourse and Lingfield Racecourse home to some of the most well-known sporting events in England.
For those looking for racing of a different kind, Brands Hatch Racetrack is only 24 miles away. Families will love the fact that Chessington World of Adventures is an easy commute away (20 miles) and Thorpe Park is also in the area (31 miles
The hotel has our fresh new look and features Travelodges new room design complete with Dreamer Bed so you can be sure of a great night's sleep.
Transport links near Caterham Whyteleafe
- Wyteleafe South Train Station - 0.8 milesView map
- Biggin Hill Airport - 4.7 milesView map
- Heathrow Airport - 40 milesView map
Places to visit in and around Caterham Whyteleafe
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From the M25 exit at Junction 6 onto A22 towards London. Follow straight over at roundabout through to Whyteleafe. Continue approximately 1 mile. You must turn right across the carriageway to reach the Travelodge car park.
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APCOA Parking Services operates the hotel car park on behalf of Travelodge.
There is a limited number of pre-pay car parking available at this hotel - to book click here or follow the link on your confirmation email. Guests not wishing to pre-pay can pay for parking on arrival.
Blue Badge holders will not be charged to park in our car park, please ensure you make the reception team in the hotel aware of this when you check in so they can inform the APCOA Parking Services Team.
Parking charges are listed below:
£3.00 per 24 hours. You can pre-pay for a maximum stay of 5 nights.
There are 58 spaces available at this car park. HGVs and Coaches can park with the hotel manager's permission.
Calls cost 10 pence per minute from a standard BT landline. Calls from other networks and mobiles may vary. Bookings made through the Central Reservations call centre are subject to a non-refundable booking fee of £2.50 per call.
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