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About Jeff Masters
Cat 6 lead authors: WU cofounder Dr. Jeff Masters (right), who flew w/NOAA Hurricane Hunters 1986-1990, & WU meteorologist Bob Henson, @bhensonweather
By: Dr. Jeff Masters , 2:45 PM GMT on April 19, 2010
The eruption of Iceland's volcano with the unpronounceable name, Eyjafjallajökull, has virtually ceased over the past few hours, with ash only reaching up to 6,000 feet (1800 meters), according to the latest advisory from the UK Met Office. Lightning images from UK Met Office show no new lightning strikes from the volcano's plume since midnight local time today. The relatively small amount of ash present at low altitudes will probably not be able to make it all the way to mainland Europe before falling to the surface and dissipating, since 6,000 feet is below the altitude that the strong winds of jet stream blow. Wednesday through Sunday, the volcano emitted a towering cloud of volcanic ash 6 - 11 km (20,000 - 36,000') high in the air from its 1666 meter (5500') high peak. The jet stream blows strongly at that altitude range, which allowed for efficient transport of the ash cloud to mainland Europe.
Figure 1. Lightning lights up the night sky in this photo of Eyjafjallajökull's eruption taken on April 16, 2010. Ash particles colliding together separate electric charge, much as ice particles in a thunderstorm do, leading to spectacular lightning displays. Image credit: Marco, Fulle, Stromboli Online.
Forecasts of the movement of the ash cloud are made using trajectory models, which have a number of uncertainties to consider. Firstly, the amount of ash ejected by the volcano is highly uncertain, since our measurements of this quantity are limited. Secondly, the models must compute how high the ash cloud will rise (plume rise), based on the best available measurements of atmospheric stability. Since upper air-observations are taken just twice daily by a very coarse network of balloon soundings, our knowledge of the stability is rather crude. Finally, the trajectory models use forecast winds from a global model such as the GFS model to predict where the plume may go. The forecast winds from this model do not capture much of the complicated structure of the wind field over Europe, leading to a rather fuzzy approximation of where the ash will go. Nevertheless, these models have in general done a respectable job forecasting where the ash from Eyjafjallajökull will go over the past few days.
Figure 2. Cross section of the atmosphere over time over Paliseau, France, on April 16, 2010, as observed using ground-based lidar. Image taken using a 532nm cross polarization NFOV telescope. Note how the ash layer sinks closer to the ground as time progresses, as gravity makes the ash sink to the ground. There may also be some atmospheric subsidence occurring (downward moving air due to large-scale atmospheric processes.) Image credit: Ray Hoff, World Meteorological Organization's Global Atmosphere Watch's Aerosol Lidar Network (GALION).
For the next few days, these models continue to indicate that northwest winds at the jet stream level will continue to affect Iceland. As a result, Spain, Portugal, and Greece will offer the best locations to fly from. The northwesterly winds are expected to continue for the remainder of the week, thanks to an upper-level trough of low pressure over northern Europe. On Saturday April 24, the ECMWF model predicts that the trough will slide eastwards, and a ridge of high pressure will build over Europe. This will bring upper-level winds out of the southwest to Iceland, directing any volcanic ash northwards over the North Pole. Thus for the remainder of this week, expect continued ash clouds over much of Europe if the volcano resumes significant eruptions. But by next Sunday, the ash over Europe should decline considerably. For the latest one-day forecasts of where the ash cloud is expected to go, consult the UKMET Office. The Rhenish Institute for Environmental Research at the University of Cologne also has some excellent simulations from an atmospheric dispersion model of Eyjafjallajökull's eruption plume. The Norwegian Institute for Air Research runs a computer trajectory model called FLEXPART that has 1-day forecasts showing a cross section of the atmosphere. NOAA's Air Resources Laboratory (ARL) lets you perform your own model run using their HYSPLIT model, going out up to 48 hours, using the GFS model as input.
Figure 3. NASA's Aqua satellite captured this image of the eruption at 1:20 UTC on April 17, 2010. Image credit: NASA Earth Observatory.
An excellent source of links of information on the eruption is available at http://islande2010.mbnet.fr/2010/04/eyjafjallajok ul-links-liens-a-propos-de-leyjafjallajokul/. My post on Thursday discusses the likely non-impact of this eruption on Earth's climate. Finally, we need to be keeping an eye on earthquake activity at the dangerous Katla volcano next to Eyjafjallajökull. If that volcano blows, it could mean dwarf the headaches caused by Eyjafjallajökull.
Jeff Masters
The views of the author are his/her own and do not necessarily represent the position of The Weather Company or its parent, IBM.
Cat 6 lead authors: WU cofounder Dr. Jeff Masters (right), who flew w/NOAA Hurricane Hunters 1986-1990, & WU meteorologist Bob Henson, @bhensonweather


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New Professorship Announced in Ob/Gyn for Hillary Rodham Clinton
A recent donation to Columbia University College of Physicians and Surgeons will fund a new professorship named for Hillary Rodham Clinton in the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology. Dr. Lynn L. Simpson, chief of the Division of Maternal Fetal Medicine and professor of obstetrics and gynecology, was selected as the first holder of this appointment. This marks the fourth endowed chair to be added to the Department since 2011.
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Orian Rose Zoch
Madison-Orian Rose Zoch, age 90, passed away on Sunday, February 3, 2013 at her home.
She was born on November 12, 1922 in Eden WI, the daughter of Hugh and Irene (Rueping) Martin.
Orian enjoyed many outdoor activities with her family including boating, swimming, bicycling, hiking and camping. She was an avid figure skater, founding member and secretary for the Madison Figure Skating Club. Later in life she enjoyed skiing vacations to the Rocky Mountains.
Orian came to Madison after graduating from the Fond du Lac business school. She worked as a typist for the State of Wisconsin before becoming a full time mother and housewife. She returned to work for the Wisconsin Department of Health Vital Records Services after her children had grown. Orian was a Sherman Avenue area resident for 60 years and was a poll worker for many elections in ward 30 at Sherman School.
She met her husband Lawrence Zoch while traveling on a bus from Madison to Fond du Lac. They were married on March 5, 1946.
Orian was preceded in death by her parents, husband, son Eric.and only sister Joan Gellings.
Orian is survived by a daughter Jacqueline (Zoch) Major of Birmingham AL, Paul & Judy (Leonhardt) Zoch of Madison, Roger & Lois (Chapman) Zoch of McFarland, and grandchildren; Chad, Adam, Emma, Kurt & Grant.
The family wishes to express their sincere gratitude to the staff of Avalon Assisted Living Community & Agrace Hospice Care for the wonderful care, guidance & support of Orian. The family also asks that In lieu of flowers, memorials be made to the Olbrich Botanical Society, Inc. which she enjoyed and visited frequently.
Funeral services will be held at 11:00 a.m. on Saturday, February 9, 2013 at Ryan Funeral Home, Windsor/DeForest Chapel, 6924 Lake Road. Visitation will be held from 4-7 p.m. on Friday, February 8, 2013 at the funeral home and also from 10:00 a.m. until the time of service on Saturday. Burial will be at Cottage Grove Cemetery.


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Main Institution:
Escola de Enfermagen da Universidade Federal de Minas Gerais (Brazil)
Supporting Institutions:
Universidade de São Paulo (Brazil)
Escola Nacional de Saúde Pública, Rio De Janeiro (Brazil)
Principal Investigator:
Heloisa Torres
Other Investigators:
J.G Velásquez Meléndez
R.C Andrade Bodstein
M.A Beinner
A.E Pace
Location of the project:
Belo Horizonte, Minas Gerais (Brazil)
Amount allocated:
May 1, 2011 - December 31, 2013
The education strategies for groups and individuals in the Diabetes education program would improve the participants' knowledge about the disease and change psychological attitudes, thus benefiting the behavioral change associated with compliance to the diet and physical activity, and improve metabolic control and quality of life. The individual and group educational activities will be supervised by health professionals (physician, nurse, nutritionist, psychologist and physiotherapist) using recreational and interactive dynamics, making it easier for health professionals and diabetes patients to exchange experiences. The educational program will be evaluated every three months in order to determine the effects of the therapeutic education on disease control.
Discover a video presentation of the center, click here [2]
Results to date
4th Congresso Brasileiro de ciencas sociais e humanas em saude, Rio de Janeiro (Brazil), July 2013 (1 poster, one presentation)
2nd Congresso online de gestao, educacao e promocao a saude, October 2013
2nd Congresso Brasiliero de Politica, Planejamento e Gestao em Saude, Belo Horizonte (Brazil) October 2013
World Diabetes Congress, Melbourne (Australia), December 2013 (2 posters)
9th Congresso Brasileiro de Epidemiologia, Vitoria (Brazil), September 2014 (3 posters, 1 presentation)
"Home visit: an educational health strategy for self-care diabetes" [3] Acta Paulista de Enfermagen, vol.27, no.1 Sao Paulo Jan/Feb 2014
"Professional workshops help fill gaps in diabetes self-management" [4]Diabetes Voice, June 2014
BRIDGES (Bringing Research in Diabetes to Global Environments and Systems) is a programme initiated by the International Diabetes Federation [5], and supported by an educational grant from Lilly Diabetes.


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Last week, Michigan saw its second government shutdown in the state's history. In the history of this country, only two other states have had government shutdowns because of a budget crisis, and Michigan is the only state to have more than one shutdown. What's even more sad is that the 2 shutdowns came only 2 years apart.
I ended up watching most of the late-night sessions last week, as I followed the budget crisis, and while there were some humorous segments (such as "I can count!" coming from the chairman of the Senate), most of what I saw was just sad – it's sad that the Michigan legislature can't pass a budget on time.
So why does Michigan have problems passing a budget? There has been a fundamental failure in leadership, as well as the overall impacts of having the state in such a poor economic state.
Michigan is essentially the same position as it was for the 2007 shutdown: a Democratic Governor with terrible economic policies, a Democratic-controlled House of Representatives with Andy Dillon (D-Redford) as Speaker of the House waiting until it is too late to work on the budget, and a Republican-controlled Senate who tried to get the budget done on time, but was unable to overcome the incompetency of the House.
In both the 2007 and 2009 shutdowns, work on the budget started too late, and many legislators (including Republicans) weren't committed to finishing the budget on time.
While portions of the budget were being passed by the Senate late Tuesday night, the House had already recessed for the day. We saw the same thing in 2007: Andy Dillon would go would only have the House in session once or twice a week over the summer, and he even took a five-day weekend trip to Mackinac Island after acknowledging that the state was facing a budget crisis.
Meanwhile, Senate Majority Leader Mike Bishop (R-Rochester) had been getting Senate budget bills passed and sent over to the House faster than House bills were coming to the Senate.
But this isn't to say that all Republicans were trying to finish the budget on time or that all Democrats were uninterested in finishing on time. While the Senate Republicans seemed to generally work harder as the deadline got closer, NOBODY was working hard enough in the month and weeks beforehand. Instead of passing a budget 2 hours into the government shutdown, the legislature should be passing a budget weeks or even months beforehand.
Representative Tim Bledsoe (D-Grosse Pointe) has suggested that the Michigan Constitution be amended to require the budget be done by July 1st, and legislators wouldn't get paid after that date until a budget was passed. Bledsoe told the Detroit Free Press, "We've had every opportunity to get this work done earlier in the year. There's no excuse to be moving the budget as late as we did."
Senator Hansen Clark (D-Detroit) has suggested fining legislators $1,000 a day for each day after the fiscal year that a budget isn't completed, with the Speaker of the House and Senate Majority Leaders paying $3,000. He told reporters, "Even though many of us work long hours, we don't have the same incentives as other sectors of the work force. Typically, our incentive would be to do a good job so we can get re-elected, but apparently that's not enough. … The leaders have to be accountable for results. If you don't perform the core mission of your job, and that's to enact a balanced budget … there should be a penalty."
Former Majority Leader Ken Sikkema (R) said that the problems run deeper than just legislators not cracking down in time: "The gap between revenue and spending is so large that there isn't any structural issue that can compensate for it. It's a much deeper issue that legislators don't want to deal with. Michigan as a state can't continue the level of spending it's enjoyed for many years. The economy has downsized underneath it. Until you change the tax structure and the spending process, this kind of paralysis is likely to continue. There is no process change that is going to make this a rational, timely, decision-making process. Until there are fundamental changes, you can't avoid this kind of chaos."
And in part, I would agree with that. The Democrats in the legislature have refused to accept that spending cuts are an inevitable result of the state's deficit. Taxes can only be raised so many times and only to a certain level, and when you've exhausted that option, you have to cut spending. Michigan is not in a position to raise taxes. Businesses won't come to Michigan if we raise taxes, and we've even seen film companies come to Michigan now that we have a tax credit for film companies. Raising taxes is only going to hurt the economy more and drive more people out of the state.
Fortunately, an interim budget was passed and signed by Governor Granholm only 2 hours into this year's shutdown, but we aren't in the clear yet. The legislature gavels into session tomorrow, and a permanent budget still needs to be passed for the new fiscal year. Unless legislators understand that spending cuts are not and option, but a necessity, and that they have to start cracking down and getting to work, we will wind up seeing a full government shutdown when the interim budget expires.
And we need to learn from our mistakes – this cannot happen in 2010. It's just unacceptable. Fortunately, 2010 is an election year, and lawmakers will be trying to pass a budget on time so that they can get reelected, but unless things change, we will see ourselves back in this same position in 2011.
Done Ranting,
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A friend of mine called me one morning because he knew I was in the market for a new puppy. He told me his breeder had two pups left from a really nice litter. I called and told her I would take the Female sight unseen.
That was the start of HRCH Calypso Seven Bales High SH 's life with us.
She was a great puppy! Full of GO right out of the box. Just a really fun Dog!!
I am not much for writing words to honor her, so here are some pics as my way of Honor, and saying good by… We loved you very much "B"!! Because of you our lives have been made more full.
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UPDATE: – Gov. Phil Bryant visited Hattiesburg, where a twister moved along one of the city's main streets and damaged buildings at the governor's alma mater, the University of Southern Mississippi.
More than 60 people were treated for injuries, and 200 homes and mobile homes were damaged or destroyed, Bryant said at a news conference Monday. However, no lives were lost and no one was unaccounted for. Bryant and other officials said that was in part because tornado sirens gave people as much as 30 minutes of warning that a tornado was approaching.r, the University of Southern Mississippi.
More than 60 people were treated for injuries, and 200 homes and mobile homes were damaged or destroyed, Bryant said at a news conference Monday. However, no lives were lost and no one was unaccounted for. Bryant and other officials said that was in part because tornado sirens gave people as much as 30 minutes of warning that a tornado was approaching.
By Patsy Brumfield
NEMS Daily Journal
HATTIESBURG – Bennett Forrest and his friends took shelter in his apartment bathroom Sunday night as a massive tornado barreled down on Hattiesburg.
Moments before, the 20-year-old Tupelo High School grad said, "The sky was green, it made me think of 'The Wizard of Oz.'"
Forrest said his immediate neighborhood was spared heavy damage but that much of town looks like a mess with trees and construction debris everywhere.
The University of Southern Mississippi campus, where he is a theater performance major, is off limits as employees and emergency workers deal with the storm's destruction.
Forrest, the son of Bud and Amy Forrest of Tupelo, said he and others got a USM text warning that the tornado was on the ground and they took shelter.
"We could hear the rumble, far away," he said. "Then we could see it over the trees and the debris being blown up.
Later, as they ventured out to see what had happened, the city was largely in darkness without street or traffic lights.
"It was very eerie," Forrest noted.
USM students and staff are on Mardi Gras break and weren't expected back on campus until Wednesday.
Forrest said he's heard that employees will come back Tuesday.
(Read more in Tuesday's Daily Journal)
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The following report is from the Associated Press earlier today:
HATTIESBURG — Residents shaken by a tornado that mangled homes in Mississippi were waking up Monday to a day of removing trees, patching roofs and giving thanks for their survival. More than a dozen in the state were injured.
Daylight also offered emergency management officials the chance to get a better handle on the damage that stretched across several counties. Gov. Phil Bryant planned to visit hard-hit Hattiesburg, where a twister moved along one of the city's main streets and damaged buildings at the governor's alma mater, the University of Southern Mississippi. Emergency officials said late Sunday that at least 10 people were injured in surrounding Forrest County and three were hurt to the west in Marion County, but they weren't aware of any deaths.
It was raining at first light Monday and people began trying to salvage what they could in one damaged neighborhood. Some people walked around fallen trees, power lines, smashed cars and other debris to carry belongings away.
Charlotte Walters, 61, and her daughter Heather Walters, 30, were moving buckets and bowls around inside their house trying to catch water pouring through holes in the roof. The women were at home along with Charlotte's husband when a relative called and said a tornado was headed their way.
"It sounded like Katrina," said Charlotte Waters, who lives in a neighborhood also hit by the 2005 hurricane that devastated the Gulf Coast.
Besides holes in the roof of her one-story wood frame house, a falling tree had damaged the side and another one collapsed on her carport, denting and breaking windows in three cars there.
"I'm blessed. At least I don't have one of those in my house," Charlotte said, pointing to a tree that had fallen onto a neighbor's house next door.
Marie Key, 68, was hoping to salvage what she could Monday morning. She was alone in her one-story brick house when the storm hit Sunday. She heard the tornado coming and dove under a kitchen table.
At least three trees hit her house, which she said was also damaged during Hurricane Katrina and another storm in 1998. The fallen trees blocked the front and back doors and a neighbor had to pull the limbs away so she could get out. She had a bruised forehead Monday and some other scratches but was otherwise uninjured.
"I'm luck, I know that," Key said fighting back tears as she spoke. "I'm kind of past the 'poor me' part of it. This is so widespread and it's happening in so many places. I'm going to be all right."
Mississippi Emergency Management Agency spokesman Greg Flynn said it appears a single tornado caused the damage in Forrest, Marion and Lamar counties. Hundreds of homes are damaged in Forrest County, along with a couple dozen in the other two.
Flynn said the sheer scope of the damage was slowing officials' assessment.
"The problem is, it was so strong that there's so much debris that there's a lot of areas they haven't been able to get to yet," he said.
On campus, trees were snapped in half around the heavily damaged Alumni House where part of the roof was ripped away. Windows in a nearby building were blown out, and heavy equipment worked to clear streets nearby in a heavy rain after the worst of the weather had passed.
The university released a statement saying no one was hurt but that it was under a state of emergency, and anyone away from campus should stay away until further notice.
East of campus, 47-year-old Cindy Bullock was at home with her husband and dog when she heard the tornado coming. They ran to a hallway and covered their heads. It wasn't long before the windows in the kitchen and bedroom exploded. The storm stripped all the shingles off the roof and left holes in it, while knocking over a large pine tree in the yard.
After dark, the Bullocks were trying to arrange their stuff inside so it wouldn't get wet from the dripping water.
"I just looked out the window and I heard the rumbling. It sounded like a train. We ran to the hall, and the kitchen windows and the windows in the bedroom exploded. It happened pretty fast," she said.
There were large trees blocking the road all through her neighborhood, and several of the houses were hit by falling trees. Her friend was staying with them after the friend's apartment took a direct hit from a falling tree.
Forrest County Sheriff Billy McGee says 10 or 15 people were injured by the tornado that slammed Hattiesburg and other parts of the county — but none of the injuries was serious.
"Most of our injuries have been walking wounded," he said.
To the west, Marion County emergency director Aaron Greer said three injuries had been reported in the community of Pickwick, about seven miles south of Columbia. Two people were taken to hospitals, but the third didn't have the injury examined, he said.
Greer said one mobile home was destroyed, three other structures have major damage and several have minor damage.
On Sunday night, John and Katherine Adams were cleaning up around their one-story white house where the storm punched holes in the roof, busted windows and completely destroyed the back porch. The couple was at home with their 7- and 3-year-old daughters when the tornado passed next to their house.
All through the neighborhood, houses and vehicles were damaged by falling trees.
"We're safe, and that's all that matters," said Katherine Adams, 46.
John Adams, who's in the building supply business, said he was surprised to see broken boards that appeared to be from new construction in his yard because there are no homes being built nearby.
"We've got stuff around here; I don't even know where it came from," he said.
McConnaughey reported from New Orleans.


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I dont know why people think Obama doesnt have any money and can identify with the poor better than Romney they both have money and lots of it. Hes the President of the US he has money. He runs around with Beyonce, George Clooney private helicopters lives in the WH, its not like he' s living in a 2 bedroom shack eating hot dogs evey night, the man has bucks.
When all these cuts take place 3000 navy personel getting laid off, 4400 american airline employees, the sequestration cuts that start in jan, 120,000 defense contractors and the millions who have lost and continue to lose their jobs, whats going to happen to all these that dont have jobs are they just supposed to go on the welfare rolls Obama isnt creating jobs isnt that what we need to help these people.


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Those aren't rocks you see in the picture above! It's the BP Oil Spill aftermath! Dead fish, eel and crabs blanket the Gulf of Mexico. According to NDJ World News, environmental expert Ed Overton said deaths were caused by a lack of oxygen in the water as oil covered the surface.
With news like this, it's no surprise that companies are considering to partner with organizations and universities such as Florida A&M to help with the Gulf restoration.
FAMU has received $497,663 for the project, "An Environmental Education Program for Expanding Conservation and Stewardship of the Gulf of Mexico." Drs. Katherine Milla and Sunil Pancholy from FAMU's Center for Water and Air Quality are leading the project.
Those who participate will help reach underrepresented communities by developing promotional items produced by Florida A&M to increase awareness about Gulf issues.
"A major goal of the project is to increase citizen awareness of the value of natural resources in the Gulf of Mexico and its coastal regions, and to promote conservation and restoration of the waters of the Gulf," Milla said.
Read more at TheFamuanonline.com:
Press release:
For more information about the project, contact:
Dr. Troy Pierce at email@example.com; (228) 688-3658; or, visit http://www.epa.gov/gmpo.
Dr. Katherine Milla Dr. Sunil Pancholy
Are you going to help?
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Adam, gonna post a full review on Quickmix? I am fairly confident I'm not going to bother with him, I don't like his look and I don't like his minicon's look. But I am curious to see more reviews.
Camshaft who is out now is supposed to be Silver, but he looks gray to me. There are no chrome production cars, but there are tons of silver, and "titanium" which is a darker version of silver, Hasbro could do that. Of course, the line is going on "hiatus" soon so probably not.Originally Posted by Tycho
BTW, the Ford GT "Centennial White" paint job is white with blue stripes.


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Urge Your Senators and Congressmen to Cosponsor the Propane GAS Act (H.R. 2014/S. 1120)
The Propane Green Autogas Solutions Act ("Propane GAS Act") of 2011 would extend for five years federal alternative fuel tax credits for propane used as a motor fuel (also known as "autogas"), propane autogas vehicles, and propane autogas refueling equipment. These tax incentives were created to stimulate a propane vehicle market in order to reduce U.S. reliance on foreign oil and environmental impacts associated with gasoline and diesel fuel use. To date, these tax credits have been extended year-to-year, creating market uncertainty which undermines the effectiveness of the incentives and discourages the kind of investment that Congress wants the private sector to make in clean domestic transportation fuel. The Propane GAS Act offers fleet operations and private investors the kind of long-term tax incentives necessary to further solidify propane autogas as a viable and competitive alternative transportation fuel.
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Fukushima shockwaves hit America's nuclear renaissance.
Dan Scotto is president and chief investment officer at Whitehall Financial Advisors. Previously he was an analyst at BNP Paribas and Bear Stearns before that.
Fukushima shockwaves hit America's nuclear renaissance.
Radiation leaks from Japan's Fukushima-Daiichi nuclear plant following the March 11, 2011, 9.0 earthquake and subsequent tsunami have had a chilling effect on the global nuclear industry, forcing investors and governments to re-examine their energy policies.
In the United States, the Fukushima crisis prompted the Nuclear Regulatory Commission (NRC) to conduct an immediate review of 27 operating reactors (out of the 104 currently running), thereby raising the specter of costly modifications to the aging facilities (average age 20 years) and a redesign of plants on the drawing board.
Several countries, including Italy, Germany, France, India, and even China, have imposed temporary moratoriums on nuclear reactor construction. Until a post-mortem analysis of Fukushima-Daiichi is completed, the global nuclear industry will continue to face the possibility that operating plants might have design defects. It's conceivable that both operating plants and those under construction could require additional major capital expenditures in order to comply with any new regulations.
The financial markets find nothing more distasteful than uncertainty (you don't know what you don't know). What we do know is that a number of plants were designed to withstand earthquakes of 7.0 to 7.5—as much as two orders of magnitude smaller than the March 11 quake.
Analyzing the implications of seismic risks and incorporating lessons learned from Fukushima might add months or even years to construction programs. It's also conceivable that some projects may be scrapped entirely. NRG Energy, Inc. (NRG), for example, said it would temporarily cap its investment in the South Texas Nuclear Plant (STP) until results of the Fukushima investigation are available. (Notably, Tokyo Electric Power Co. (TEPCO), owner of Fukushima-Daiichi, has a conditional agreement for a partial ownership stake in an expansion of the plant.) And Exelon Inc. (EXC), one of America's largest nuclear utilities, has expressed concerns that a reactor construction moratorium and incorporation of lessons learned from Fukushima will make the next generation of nuclear power plants more costly than anticipated.
Can America's nuclear renaissance survive this challenge?
Re-living TMI
The Fukushima-Daiichi situation seems likely to affect the U.S. nuclear power industry in ways that are similar to the effects of the Three Mile Island (TMI) accident in 1979. A history review, therefore, might be instructive for plant owners and utility investors.
Before the TMI accident, companies engaged in large nuclear construction programs enjoyed capital market premiums; their stocks traded at higher price-to-earnings (P/E) multiples and their credit ratings were typically higher than their non-nuclear brethren. Commonwealth Edison, a triple-A utility, had 12 nuclear units under construction. Arizona Public Service, owners of the Palo Verde plant in Arizona, had five plants underway.
The reversal of political fortunes for what was then a fully regulated industry was a clear setback. The anti-nuclear age had begun, and companies now faced unanticipated local opposition, resulting in prolonged construction delays and huge cost overruns—in some cases as much as a ten-fold


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George Johnson, American
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19 1/2 x 14 x 8 1/2 inches (49.5 x 35.6 x 21.6 cm)
Purchased with funds contributed by The Women's Committee and the Craft Show Committee of the Philadelphia Museum of Art, 2002
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Selections from the Museum's American contemporary craft collection are showcased in this exhibition of ceramics, glass, fiber, metalwork, wood, and furniture pieces by both locally and nationally known artists. The exhibition explores the richness of the collection, from the translucent porcelain Light Gatherers of Rudolf Staffel to the most recent work of local ceramist George Johnson, and from the intense fiber sculpture of Sheila Hicks to the profound fabric constructions of Michael Olszewski. Also included are Joyce Scott's beaded statements and Richard Marquis's colorful glasswork.
In conjunction with this exhibit, a new publication, Crafting a Legacy: Contemporary American Crafts in the Philadelphia Museum of Art, commemorates twenty-five years of collecting craft at the Museum, as well as the role of The Women's Committee of the Philadelphia Museum of Art, whose support has been pivotal in building the collections. Since 1977 The Women's Committee has promoted craft in the community with the nationally recognized annual Philadelphia Museum of Art Craft Show, held at the Pennsylvania Convention Center, November 7-10, 2002.
CuratorsDarrel Sewell • The Robert L. McNeil, Jr., Curator of American Art
Amanda Clifford • Administrative Assistant, American Art


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I have one question (to both avenue and yot), do you handle landscape and portrait orientations?
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How does it compare to the iPhone's screen?
How usable is it in direct sunlight?
IIRC there's no way to dim the backlight, is that the case?
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More recipes than you can count start with a little sliced or diced onion, so it's important to learn the right way to cut an onion into uniform-sized pieces. Why do they need to be the same size? If there's too much variation in size, some pieces can start to burn before others even soften. In this video, I'll show you one method for slicing onions, and another for dicing so you get quick consistent results every time. The most intuitive way to slice an onion is to cut it in half, and then make horizontal slices from the stem end to the root end. This is fine if you're using the onion raw, like for a salad. But you'll end up with some really big half moons and some really small half moons. And if you're cooking them, that means the varying sizes will cook unevenly. So instead, you'll want to make what are called radial cuts. That means you're cutting slices from pole to pole, rather than across the equator. To do that, you trim both ends, and cut out a notch at the top. Then start making thin slices, following the curve of the onion. When you get to the top, it can get a little wobbly, so flip the onion onto this side and finish the rest. It can feel a little awkward the first couple times you do it, but soon it gets to be as natural as slicing crosswise. And your half moons will be mostly same length, which means when you cook them or caramelize them, each piece cooks at the same rate. If your recipe calls for diced onions, again, the key is to get all the pieces the same size, so they cook at the same rate. The best way to do that is again cut the onion in half through the stem and the root and peel it—then trim off the stem, and the hairy part of the root, but leave this button at the base of the root intact. Now make a bunch of vertical cuts through all the onion layers, but don't go all the way to the root end, you want the root to hold everything together while you dice.
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From quilts to tiny photographs, the Historical Society Museum and Library houses both exhibits and an extensive research and genealogical library. Exhibits range from York's Native American settlers through the Revolutionary and Civil Wars and into the early 20th century. The building, constructed in 1921 as an automobile dealership, still has the original showroom floor in the spacious two-story entrance hall. In the lobby is the 1804 Tannenburg organ, still played for seasonal concerts. This building also houses the main offices for the York County Heritage Trust.
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Six years passed; and all was as it had been at the little house among the slopes. Only a new piece of land had been ploughed up and added to the land before the house, so that the ploughed land now almost reached to the ridge.
The young mother had grown stouter, and lost her pink and white; she had become a working‐woman, but she still had the large knot of flaxen hair behind her head and the large wondering eyes. She had many suitors in those six years, but she sent them all away. She said the old woman looked after the farm as well as any man might, and her son would be grown up by and by. The grandmother's hair was a little more streaked with grey, but it was as thick as ever, and her shoulders as upright; only some of her front teeth had fallen out, which made her lips close more softly.
The great change was that wherever the women went there was the flaxen‐haired child to walk beside them holding on to their skirts or clasping their hands.page: 28
The neighbours said they were ruining the child: they let his hair grow long, like a girl's, because it curled; and they never let him wear velschoens like other children but always shop boots; and his mother sat up at night to iron his pinafores as if the next day were always a Sunday.
But the women cared nothing for what was said; to them he was not as any other child. He asked them strange questions they could not answer, and he never troubled them by wishing to go and play with the little Kaffirs as other children trouble. When neighbours came over and brought their children with them he ran away and hid in the sloot to play by himself till they were gone. No, he was not like other children!
When the women went to lie down on hot days after dinner sometimes, he would say that he did not want to sleep; but he would not run about and make a noise like other children—he would go and sit outside in the shade of the house, on the front door‐step, quite still, with his little hands resting on his knees, and stare far away at the ploughed lands on the slope, or the shadows nearer; the women would open the bedroom window, and peep out to look at him as he sat there.
The child loved his mother and followed her about to the milk house, and to the kraals; but he loved his grandmother best.page: 29
She told him stories.
When she went to the lands to see how the Kaffirs were ploughing he would run at her side holding her dress; when they had gone a short way he would tug gently at it and say, "Grandmother, tell me things!"
And long before day broke, when it was yet quite dark, he would often creep from the bed where he slept with his mother into his grandmother's bed in the corner; he would put his arms round her neck and stroke her face till she woke, and then whisper softly, "Tell me stories!" and she would tell them to him in a low voice not to wake the mother, till the cock crowed and it was time to get up and light the candle and the fire.
But what he liked best of all were the hot, still summer nights, when the women put their chairs before the door because it was too warm to go to sleep; and he would sit on the stool at his grandmother's feet and lean his head against her knees, and she would tell him on and on of the things he liked to hear; and he would watch the stars as they slowly set along the ridge, or the moonlight, casting bright‐edged shadows from the gable as she talked. Often after the mother had got sleepy and gone in to bed the two sat there together.
The stories she told him were always true stories of the things she had seen or of things she had heard. Sometimes they were stories of her own childhood: page: 30 of the day when she and his grandfather hid among the bushes, and saw the wagon burnt; sometimes they were of the long trek from Natal to the Transvaal; sometimes of the things which happened to her and his grandfather when first they came to that spot among the ridges, of how there was no house there nor lands, only two bare grassy slopes when they outspanned their wagon there the first night; she told of a lion she once found when she opened the door in the morning, sitting, with paws crossed, upon the threshold, and how the grandfather jumped out of bed and reopened the door two inches, and shot it through the opening; the skin was kept in the round storehouse still, very old and mangy.
Sometimes she told him of the two uncles who were dead, and of his own father, and of all they had been and done. But sometimes she told him of things much farther off: of the old Colony where she had been born, but which she could not remember, and of the things which happened there in the old days. She told him of how the British had taken the Cape over, and of how the English had hanged their men at the "Slachters Nek" for resisting the English Government, and of how the friends and relations had been made to stand round to see them hanged whether they would or no, and of how the scaffold broke down as they were being hanged, and the people looking on cried aloud, "It is the finger of God! They are page: 31 saved!" but how the British hanged them up again. She told him of the great trek in which her parents had taken part to escape from under the British flag; of the great battles with Moselikatse; and of the murder of Retief and his men by Dingaan, and of Dingaan's Day. She told him how the British Government followed them into Natal, and of how they trekked north and east to escape from it again; and she told him of the later things, of the fight at Laings Nek, and Ingogo, and Amajuba, where his father had been. Always she told the same story in exactly the same words over and over again, till the child knew them all by heart, and would ask for this and then that.
The story he loved best, and asked for more often than all the others, made his grandmother wonder, because it did not seem to her the story a child would best like; it was not a story of lion‐hunting, or wars, or adventures. Continually when she asked what she should tell him, he said, "About the mountains!"
It was the story of how the Boer women in Natal when the English Commissioner came to annex their country, collected to meet him and pointing toward the Drakens Berg Mountains said, "We go across those mountains to freedom or to death!"
More than once, when she was telling him the story, she saw him stretch out his little arm and raise his hand, as though he were speaking.
One evening as he and his mother were coming page: 32 home from the milking kraals, and it was getting dark, and he was very tired, having romped about shouting among the young calves and kids all the evening, he held her hand tightly.
"Mother," he said suddenly, "when I am grown up, I am going to Natal."
"Why, my child!" she asked him; "there are none of our family living there now."
He waited a little, then said, very slowly, "I am going to go and try to get our land back!"
His mother started; if there were one thing she was more firmly resolved on in her own mind than any other it was that he should never go to the wars. She began to talk quickly of the old white cow who had kicked the pail over as she was milked, and when she got to the house she did not even mention to the grandmother what had happened; it seemed better to forget.
One night in the rainy season when it was damp and chilly they sat round the large fireplace in the front room.
Outside the rain was pouring in torrents and you could hear the water rushing in the great dry sloot before the door. His grandmother, to amuse him, had sprung some dried menlies in the great black pot and sprinkled them with sugar, and now he sat on the stoof at her feet with a large lump of the sticky sweetmeat in his hand, watching the fire. His grandmother page: 33 from above him was watching it also, and his mother in her elbow‐chair on the other side of the fire had her eyes half closed and was nodding already with the warmth of the room and her long day's work. The child sat so quiet, the hand with the lump of sweetmeat resting on his knee, that his grandmother thought he had gone to sleep too. Suddenly he said without looking up, "Grandmother?"
He waited rather a long time, then said slowly, "Grandmother, did God make the English too?"
She also waited for a while, then she said, "Yes, my child; He made all things."
They were silent again, and there was no sound but of the rain falling and the fire cracking and the sloot rushing outside. Then he threw his head backwards on to his grandmother's knee and looking up into her face, said, "But, grandmother, why did He make them?"
Then she too was silent for a long time. "My child," at last she said, "we cannot judge the ways of the Almighty. He does that which seems good in His own eyes."
The child sat up and looked back at the fire. Slowly he tapped his knee with the lump of sweetmeat once or twice; then he began to munch it; and soon the mother started wide awake and said it was time for all to go to bed.page: 34
The next morning his grandmother sat on the front doorstep cutting beans in an iron basin; he sat beside her on the step pretending to cut too, with a short, broken knife. Presently he left off and rested his hands on his knees, looking away at the hedge beyond, with his small forehead knit tight between the eyes.
"Grandmother," he said suddenly, in a small, almost shrill voice, "do the English want all the lands of all the people?"
The handle of his grandmother's knife as she cut clinked against the iron side of the basin. "All they can get," she said.
After a while he made a little movement almost like a sigh, and took up his little knife again and went on cutting.
Some time after that, when a whe an trader came by, his grandmother bought him a spelling‐book and a slate and pencils, and his mother began to teach him to read and write. When she had taught him for a year he knew all she did. Sometimes when she was setting him a copy and left a letter out in a word, he would quietly take the pencil when she set it down and put the letter in, not with any idea of correcting her, but simply because it must be there.
Often at night when the child had gone to bed early, tired out with his long day's play, and the two women were left in the front room with the tallow candle page: 35 burning on the table between them, then they talked of his future.
Ever since he had been born everything they had earned had been put away in the wagon chest under the grandmother's bed. When the traders with their wagons came round the women bought nothing except a few groceries and clothes for the child; even before they bought a yard of cotton print for a new apron they talked long and solemnly as to whether the old one might not be made to do by repatching; and they mixed much more dry pumpkin and corn with their coffee than before he was born. It was to earn more money that the large new piece of land had been added to the lands before the house.
They were going to have him educated. First he was to be taught all they could at home, then to be sent away to a great school in the old Colony, and then he was to go over the sea to Europe and come back an advocate or a doctor or a parson. The grandmother had made a long journey to the next town, to find out from the minister just how much it would cost to do it all.
In the evenings when they sat talking it over the mother generally inclined to his becoming a parson. She never told the grandmother why, but the real reason was because parsons do not go to the wars. The grandmother generally favoured his becoming an advocate, because he might become a judge. Some‐ page: 36 times they sat discussing these matters till the candle almost burnt out.
"Perhaps, one day," the mother would at last say, "he may yet become President!"
Then the grandmother would slowly refold her hands across her apron and say softly, "Who knows?—who knows?"
Often they would get the box out from under the bed (looking carefully across to the corner to see he was fast asleep) and would count out all the money, though each knew to a farthing how much was there; then they would make it into little heaps, so much for this, so much for that, and then they would count on their fingers how many good seasons it would take to make the rest, and how old he would be.
When he was eight and had learnt all his mother could teach him, they sent him to school every day on an adjoining farm six miles off, where the people had a schoolmaster. Every day he rode over on the great white horse his father went to the wars with; his mother was afraid to let him ride alone at first, but his grandmother said he must learn to do everything alone. At four o'clock when he came back one or other of the women was always looking out to see the little figure on the tall horse coming over the ridge.
When he was eleven they gave him his father's page: 37 smallest gun; and one day not long after he came back with his first small buck. His mother had the skin dressed and bound with red, and she laid it as a mat under the table, and even the horns she did not throw away, and saved them in the round house, because it was his first.
When he was fourteen the schoolmaster said he could teach him no more; that he ought to go to some larger school where they taught Latin and other difficult things; they had not yet money enough and he was not quite old enough to go to the old Colony, so they sent him first to the High‐veld, where his mother's relations lived and where there were good schools, where they taught the difficult things; he could live with his mother's relations and come back once a year for the holidays.
They were great times when he came.
His mother made him koekies¹ and sasarties² and nice things every day; and he used to sit on the stoof at her feet and let her play with his hair like when he was quite small. With his grandmother he talked. He tried to explain to her all he was learning, and he read the English newspapers to her (she could neither read in English nor Dutch), translating them. Most of all she liked his Atlas. They would sometimes sit over it for half an hour in the evening tracing
²Sasarties: meat prepared in a certain way.page: 38 the different lands and talking of them. On the warm nights he used still to sit outside on the stool at her feet with his head against her knee, and they used to discuss things that were happening in other lands and in South Africa; and sometimes they sat there quite still together.
It was now he who had the most stories to tell; he had seen Krugersdorp, and Johannesburg, and Pretoria; he knew the world; he was at Krugersdorp when Dr. Jameson made his raid. Sometimes he sat for an hour, telling her of things, and she sat quietly listening.
When he was seventeen, nearly eighteen, there was money enough in the box to pay for his going to the Colony and then to Europe; and he came home to spend a few months with them before he went.
He was very handsome now; not tall, and very slight, but with fair hair that curled close to his head, and white hands like a town's man. All the girls in the country‐side were in love with him. They all wished he would come and see them. But he seldom rode from home except to go to the next farm where he had been at school. There lived little Aletta, who was the daughter of the woman his uncle had loved before he went to the Kaffir war and got killed. She was only fifteen years old, but they had always been great friends. She netted him a purse of green silk. He said he would take it with him to Europe, and page: 39 would show it her when he came back and was an advocate; and he gave her a book with her name written in it, which she was to show to him.
These were the days when the land was full of talk; it was said the English were landing troops in South Africa, and wanted to have war. Often the neighbours from the nearest farms would come to talk about it (there were more farms now, the country was filling in, and the nearest railway station was only a day's journey off), and they discussed matters. Some said they thought there would be war; others again laughed, and said it would be only Jameson and his white flag again. But the grandmother shook her head, and if they asked her, "Why," she said, "it will not be the war of a week, nor of a month; if it comes it will be the war of years," but she would say nothing more.
Yet sometimes when she and her grandson were walking along together in the lands she would talk.
Once she said: "It is as if a great heavy cloud hung just above my head, as though I wished to press it back with my hands and could not. It will be a great war—a great war. Perhaps the English Government will take the land for a time, but they will not keep it. The gold they have fought for will divide them, till they slay one another over it."
Another day she said: "This land will be a great page: 40 land one day with one people from the sea to the north—but we shall not live to see it."
He said to her: "But how can that be when we are all of different races?"
She said: "The land will make us one. Were not our fathers of more than one race?"
Another day, when she and he were sitting by the table after dinner, she pointed to a sheet of exercise paper, on which he had been working out a problem and which was covered with algebraical symbols, and said, "In fifteen years' time the Government of England will not have one piece of land in all South Africa as large as that sheet of paper."
One night when the milking had been late and she and he were walking down together from the kraals in the starlight she said to him: "If this war comes let no man go to it lightly, thinking he will surely return home, nor let him go expecting victory on the next day. It will come at last, but not at first." "Sometimes," she said, "I wake at night and it is as though the whole house were filled with smoke—and I have to get up and go outside to breathe. It is as though I saw my whole land blackened and desolate. But when I look up it is as though a voice cried out to me, 'Have no fear!'"
They were getting his things ready for him to go away after Christmas. His mother was making him shirts and his grandmother was having a kaross of page: 41 jackals' skins made that he might take it with him to Europe where it was so cold. But his mother noticed that whenever the grandmother was in the room with him and he was not looking at her, her eyes were always curiously fixed on him as though they were questioning something. The hair was growing white and a little thin over her temples now; but her eyes were as bright as ever, and she could do a day's work with any man.
One day when the youth was at the kraals helping the Kaffir boys to mend a wall, and the mother was kneading bread in the front room, and the grandmother washing up the breakfast things, the son of the Field‐Cornet came riding over from his father's farm, which was about twelve miles off. He stopped at the kraal and Jan and he stood talking for some time, then they walked down to the farm‐house, the Kaffir boy leading the horse behind them. Jan stopped at the round store, but the Field‐Cornet's son went to the front door. The grandmother asked him in, and handed him some coffee, and the mother, her hands still in the dough, asked him how‐things were going at his father's farm, and if his mother's young turkeys had come out well, and she asked if he had met Jan at the kraals. He answered the questions slowly, and sipped his coffee. Then he put the cup down on the table; and said suddenly in the same measured voice, staring at the wall in page: 42 front of him, that war had broken out, and his father had sent him round to call out all fighting burghers.
The mother took her hands out of the dough and stood upright beside the trough as though paralysed. Then she cried in a high, hard voice, unlike her own, "Yes, but Jan cannot go! He is hardly eighteen! He's got to go and be educated in other lands! You can't take the only son of a widow!"
"Aunt" said the young man slowly, "no one will make him go."
The grandmother stood resting the knuckles of both hands on the table, her eyes fixed on the young man. "He shall decide himself," she said.
The mother wiped her hands from the dough and rushed past them and out at the door; the grandmother followed slowly.
They found him in the shade at the back of the house, sitting on a stump; he was cleaning the belt of his new Mauser which lay across his knees.
"Jan," his mother cried, grasping his shoulder, "you are not going away! You can't go! You must stay. You can go by Delagoa Bay if there is fighting on the other side! There is plenty of money!"
He looked softly up into her face with his blue eyes. "We have all to be at the Field Cornet's at nine o'clock to‐morrow morning," he said. She wept aloud and argued.
His grandmother turned slowly without speaking, page: 43 and went back into the house. When she had given the Field Cornet's son another cup of coffee, and shaken hands with him, she went into the bedroom and opened the box in which her grandson's clothes were kept, to see which things he should take with him. After a time the mother came back too. He had kissed her and talked to her until she too had at last said it was right he should go.
All day they were busy. His mother baked him biscuits to take in his bag, and his grandmother made a belt of two strips of leather; she sewed them together herself and put a few sovereigns between the stitchings. She said some of his comrades might need the money if he did not.
The next morning early he was ready. There were two saddle‐bags tied to his saddle and before it was strapped the kaross his grandmother had made; she said it would be useful when he had to sleep on damp ground. When he had greeted them, he rode away towards the rise: and the women stood at the gable of the house to watch him.
When he had gone a little way he turned in his saddle, and they could see he was smiling; he took off his hat and waved it in the air; the early morning sunshine made his hair as yellow as the tassels that hang from the head of ripening mealies. His mother covered her face with the sides of her kappie and wept aloud; but the grandmother shaded her eyes with both her page: 44 hands and stood watching him till the figure passed out of sight over the ridge; and when it was gone and the mother returned to the house crying, she still stood watching the line against the sky.
The two women were very quiet during the next days, they worked hard, and seldom spoke. After eight days there came a long letter from him (there was now a post once a week from the station to the Field Cornet's). He said he was well and in very good spirits. He had been to Krugersdorp, and Johannesburg, and Pretoria; all the family living there were well and sent greetings. He had joined a corps that was leaving for the front the next day. He sent also a long message to Aletta, asking them to tell her he was sorry to go away without saying good‐bye; and he told his mother how good the biscuits and biltong were she had put into his saddle‐bag; and he sent her a piece of "vier‐kleur" ribbon in the letter, to wear on her breast.
The women talked a great deal for a day or two after this letter came. Eight days after there was a short note from him, written in pencil in the train on his way to the front. He said all was going well, and if he did not write soon they were not to be anxious; he would write as often as he could.
For some days the women discussed that note too.
Then came two weeks without a letter, the two page: 45 women became very silent. Every day they sent the Kaffir boy over to the Field Cornet's, even on the days when there was no post, to hear if there was any news.
Many reports were flying about the country‐side. Some said that an English armoured train had been taken on the western border; that there had been fighting at Albertina, and in Natal. But nothing seemed quite certain.
Another week passed.... Then the two women became very quiet.
The grandmother, when she saw her daughter‐in‐law left the food untouched on her plate, said there was no need to be anxious; men at the front could not always find paper and pencils to write with and might be far from any post office. Yet night after night she herself would rise from her bed saying she felt the house close, and go and walk up and down outside.
Then one day suddenly all their servants left them except one Kaffir and his wife, whom they had had for years, and the servants from the farms about went also, which was a sign there had been news of much fighting; for the Kaffirs hear things long before the white man knows them.
Three days after, as the women were clearing off the breakfast things, the youngest son of the Field‐Cornet, who was only fifteen and had not gone to the page: 46 war with the others, rode up. He hitched his horse to the post, and came towards the door. The mother stepped forward to meet him and shook hands in the doorway.
"I suppose you have come for the carrot seed I promised your mother? I was not able to send it, as our servants ran away," she said, as she shook his hand. "There isn't a letter from Jan, is there?" The lad said no, there was no letter from him, and shook hands with the grandmother. He stood by the table instead of sitting down.
The mother turned to the fireplace to get coals to put under the coffee to rewarm it; but the grandmother stood leaning forward with her eyes fixed on him from across the table. He felt uneasily in his breast pocket.
"Is there no news?" the mother said without looking round, as she bent over the fire.
"Yes, there is news, Aunt."
She rose quickly and turned towards him, putting down the brazier on the table. He took a letter out of his breast pocket. "Aunt, my father said I must bring this to you. It came inside one to him and they asked him to send one of us over with it."
The mother took the letter; she held it, examining the address.
"It looks to me like the writing of Sister Annie's Paul," she said. "Perhaps there is news of Jan in page: 47 it"—she turned to them with a half‐nervous smile—"they were always such friends."
"All is as God wills, Aunt," the young man said, looking down fixedly at the top of his riding‐whip.
But the grandmother leaned forward motionless, watching her daughter‐in‐law as she opened the letter.
She began to read to herself, her lips moving slowly as she deciphered it word by word.
Then a piercing cry rang through the roof of the little mud‐farm‐house.
"He is dead! My boy is dead!"
She flung the letter on the table and ran out at the front door.
Far out across the quiet ploughed lands and over the veld to where the kraals lay the cry rang. The Kaffir woman who sat outside her hut beyond the kraals nursing her baby heard it and came down with her child across her hip to see what was the matter. At the side of the round house she stood motionless and open‐mouthed, watching the woman, who paced up and down behind the house with her apron thrown over her head and her hands folded above it, crying aloud.
In the front room the grandmother, who had not spoken since he came, took up the letter and put it in the lad's hands. "Read," she whispered.
And slowly the lad spelled it out.page: 48
'I hope this letter finds you well. The Commandant has asked me to write it.
'We had a great fight four days ago, and Jan is dead. The Commandant says I must tell you how it happened. Aunt, there were five of us first in a position on that koppie, but two got killed, and then there were only three of us—Jan, and I, and Uncle Peter's Frikkie. Aunt, the khakies¹ were coming on all round just like locusts, and the bullets were coming just like hail. It was bare on that side of the koppie where we were, but we had plenty of cartridges. We three took up a position where there were some small stones and we fought, Aunt; we had to. One bullet took off the top of my ear, and Jan got two bullets, one through the flesh in the left leg and one through his arm, but he could still fire his gun. Then we three meant to go to the top of the koppie, but a bullet took Jan right through his chest. We knew he couldn't go any farther. The khakies were right at the foot of the koppie just coming up. He told us to lay him down, Aunt. We said we would stay by him, but he said we must go. I put my jacket under his head and Frikkie put his over his feet. We threw his gun far away from him that they might see how it was with him. He said he hadn't much pain,
page: 49 Aunt. He was full of blood from his arm, but there wasn't much from his chest, only a little out of the corners of his mouth. He said we must make haste or the khakies would catch us; he said he wasn't afraid to be left there.
'Aunt, when we got to the top, it was all full of khakies like the sea on the other side, all among the koppies and on our koppie too. We were surrounded, Aunt; the last I saw of Frikkie he was sitting on a stone with the blood running down his face, but he got under a rock and hid there; some of our men found him next morning and brought him to camp. Aunt, there was a khakie's horse standing just below where I was, with no one on it. I jumped on and rode. The bullets went this way and the bullets went that, but I rode! Aunt, the khakies were sometimes as near me as that tent‐pole, only the Grace of God saved me. It was dark in the night when I got back to where our people were, because I had to go round all the koppies to get away from the khakies.
'Aunt, the next day we went to look for him. We found him where we left him; but he was turned over on to his face; they had taken all his things, his belt and his watch, and the pugaree from his hat, even his boots. The little green silk purse he used to carry we found on the ground by him, but nothing in it. I will send it back to you whenever I get an opportunity.page: 50
'Aunt, when we turned him over on his back there were four bayonet stabs in his body. The doctor says it was only the first three while he was alive; the last one was through his heart and killed him at once.
'We gave him Christian burial, Aunt; we took him to the camp.
'The Commandant was there, and all of the family who are with the Commando were there, and they all said they hoped God would comfort you.'
The old woman leaned forward and grasped the boy's arm. "Read it over again," she said, "from where they found him." He turned back and re‐read slowly. She gazed at the page as though she were reading also. Then, suddenly, she slipped out at the front door.
At the back of the house she found her daughter‐in‐law still walking up and down, and the Kaffir woman with a red handkerchief bound round her head and the child sitting across her hip, sucking from her long, pendulous breast, looking on.
The old woman walked up to her daughter‐in‐law and grasped her firmly by the arm.
"He's dead! You know, my boy's dead!" she cried, drawing the apron down with her right hand and disclosing her swollen and bleared face. "Oh, his beautiful hair—Oh, his beautiful hair!"page: 51
The old woman held her arm tighter with both hands; the younger opened her half‐closed eyes, and looked into the keen, clear eyes fixed on hers, and stood arrested.
The old woman drew her face closer to hers. "You ... do ... not ... know ... what ... has ... happened!" she spoke slowly, her tongue striking her front gum, the jaw moving stiffly, as though partly paralysed. She loosed her left hand and held up the curved work‐worn fingers before her daughter‐in‐law's face. "Was it not told me ... the night he was born ... here ... at this spot ... that he would do great things ... great things ... for his land and his people?" She bent forward till her lips almost touched the other's. "Three ... bullet ... wounds ... and four ... bayonet ... stabs!" She raised her left hand high in the air. "Three ... bullet ... wounds ... and four ... bayonet ... stabs! ... Is it given to many to die so for their land and their people!"
The younger woman gazed into her eyes, her own growing larger and larger. She let the old woman lead her by the arm in silence into the house.
The Field‐Cornet's son was gone, feeling there was nothing more to be done; and the Kaffir woman went back with her baby to her hut beyond the kraals. All day the house was very silent. The Kaffir woman wondered that no smoke rose from the farm‐house page: 52 chimney, and that she was not called to churn, or wash the pots. At three o'clock she went down to the house. As she passed the grated window of the round out‐house she saw the buckets of milk still standing unsifted¹ on the floor as they had been set down at breakfast time, and under the great soap‐pot beside the wood pile the fire had died out. She went round to the front of the house and saw the door and window shutters still closed, as though her mistresses were still sleeping. So she rebuilt the fire under the soap‐pot and went back to her hut.
It was four o'clock when the grandmother came out from the dark inner room where she and her daughter‐in‐law had been lying down; she opened the top of the front door, and lit the fire with twigs, and set the large black kettle over it. When it boiled she made coffee, and poured out two cups and set them on the table with a plate of biscuits, and then called her daughter‐in‐law from the inner room.
The two women sat down one on each side of the table, with their coffee cups before them, and the biscuits between them, but for a time they said nothing, but sat silent, looking out through the open door at the shadow of the house and the afternoon sunshine beyond it. At last the older woman motioned that the younger should drink her coffee. She took a little, and then folding her arms on the
page: 53 table rested her head on them, and sat motionless as if asleep.
The older woman broke up a biscuit into her own cup, and stirred it round and round; and then, without tasting, sat gazing out into the afternoon's sunshine till it grew cold beside her.
It was five, and the heat was quickly dying; the glorious golden colouring of the later afternoon was creeping over everything when she rose from her chair. She moved to the door and took from behind it two large white calico bags hanging there, and from nails on the wall she took down two large brown cotton kappies. She walked round the table and laid her hand gently on her daughter‐in‐law's arm. The younger woman raised her head slowly and looked up into her mother‐in‐law's face; and then, suddenly, she knew that her mother‐in‐law was an old, old, woman. The little shrivelled face that looked down at her was hardly larger than a child's, the eyelids were half closed and the lips worked at the corners and the bones cut out through the skin in the temples.
"I am going out to sow—the ground will be getting too dry to‐morrow; will you come with me?" she said gently.
The younger woman made a movement with her hand, as though she said "What is the use?" and redropped her hand on the table.page: 54
"It may go on for long, our burghers must have food," the old woman said gently.
The younger woman looked into her face, then she rose slowly and taking one of the brown kappies from her hand, put it on, and hung one of the bags over her left arm; the old woman did the same and together they passed out of the door. As the older woman stepped down the younger caught her and saved her from falling.
"Take my arm, mother," she said.
But the old woman drew her shoulders up. "I only stumbled a little!" she said quickly. "That step has been always too high"; but before she reached the plank over the sloot the shoulders had drooped again, and the neck fallen forward.
The mould in the lands was black and soft; it lay in long ridges, as it had been ploughed up a week before, but the last night's rain had softened it and made it moist and ready for putting in the seed.
The bags which the women carried on their arms were full of the seed of pumpkins and mealies. They began to walk up the lands, keeping parallel with the low hedge of dried bushes that ran up along the side of the sloot almost up to the top of the ridge. At every few paces they stopped and bent down to press into the earth, now one and then the other kind of seed from their bags. Slowly they walked up and down till they reached the top of the land almost on page: 55 the horizon line; and then they turned, and walked down, sowing as they went. When they had reached the bottom of the land before the farm‐house it was almost sunset, and their bags were nearly empty; but they turned to go up once more. The light of the setting sun cast long, gaunt shadows from their figures across the ploughed land, over the low hedge and the sloot, into the bare veld beyond; shadows that grew longer and longer as they passed slowly on pressing in the seeds ... The seeds! ... that were to lie in the dank, dark, earth, and rot there, seemingly, to die, till their outer covering had split and fallen from them ... and then, when the rains had fallen, and the sun had shone, to come up above the earth again, and high in the clear air to lift their feathery plumes and hang out their pointed leaves and silken tassels! To cover the ground with a mantle of green and gold through which sunlight quivered, over which the insects hung by thousands, carrying yellow pollen on their legs and wings and making the air alive with their hum and stir, while grain and fruit ripened surely ... for the next season's harvest!
When the sun had set, the two women with their empty bags turned and walked silently home in the dark to the farm‐house.


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BMW Head-Up Display.
The full-colour BMW Head-Up Display projects all information relevant to the journey directly into the driver's field of vision, allowing them to fully concentrate on driving.
The display includes data such as the current speed and – depending on the equipment – navigation tips, Speed Limit Info incl. no-overtaking indicator, telephone and entertainment lists, along with information and warnings from the various driver assistance systems. The icons projected onto the windscreen are displayed in a particularly high resolution and in full colour. The image's projection appears as if it were approx. 2.3 m in front of the vehicle. This, in combination with optimal positioning, allows the information to be read quickly, conveniently and with minimal distraction. The brightness of the projection automatically adjusts to suit the external light conditions, with different displays for day and night, and the height of the display can also be adjusted. Furthermore, the driver can also select which information to display in addition to the current speed and warnings from the driver assistance systems.


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Rated 5 out of 5 by Alyson from Love these XL cages and extenders This was my first year growing tomatoes and I wasn't sure if I would need such xl cages or the extenders. Boy am I glad I bought both! I fertilized my tomatoes early on and they grew like crazy. I have the extenders on every plant and only 2 of the plants did not grow past them. Most of them grew WAY over the extenders and I am now having to tie off the extra long vines to the cages next to the plants. Many of my plants are over 10' long. These cages are very sturdy and are holding up these huge plants very well. There is plenty of room to reach into the cages to pick the tomatoes. The extenders were very easy to attach and are very secure. They don't wobble or come loose. I really like that they fold up and will store easily in my shed this winter. My mother was so impressed with my "freshman year" garden that she has asked me to plant extra tomatoes for her next year. So I guess I'll be buying more of these cages. These are a bit expensive but they are worth it.
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By Chris Kieffer/NEMS Daily Journal
Janice S. Anthony still works as an educator.
Her current classroom, however, is a museum.
After retiring from the Tupelo Public School District in 2008 with 30 years of experience as a teacher, Anthony, 61, began working at Tupelo's Oren Dunn City Museum. She is currently director/educator at the museum, where she guides tours and informs visitors about Tupelo's history, in addition to fundraising and event planning.
"At 61, I'm just hitting my stride," Anthony said. "I've developed into something else, and I'm really enjoying it… I'm still teaching but in a different venue."
Mississippi's retirement system allows teachers to retire at a relatively young age. Those who began working prior to July 1, 2011, can begin drawing retirement benefits with 25 years of experience, meaning someone who started teaching at age 22 is eligible for retirement as early as 47.
Many Mississippi educators tout the state's retirement system as one of the biggest perks Mississippi gives its teachers.
"The retirement system is one of the few drawing cards the school system in the state of Mississippi has," said Lee County Superintendent Jimmy Weeks. "We may not pay as much, but our retirement system is better than a lot of states."
The pension plan pays teachers a percentage of the average of their four highest years of salary. Teachers earn 2 percent of that average for every year they teach for the first 25 years and 2.5 percent for each additional year. That means that those with 25 years of experience can earn 50 percent of their salary, and those with 45 years would get 100 percent. Those who started teaching after July 2011 don't get the 2.5 percent until after their 30th year.
The retirement system also can provide an incentive for teachers to retire relatively young, making it more difficult for districts to convince veteran teachers to remain in the classroom. The legislature addressed that concern a couple of years ago, requiring new teachers to have 30 years of service before retiring.
Both Weeks and Tupelo Superintendent Gearl Loden said, however, they do not feel the system significantly hurts their ability to retain their most experienced educators.
"I don't see a lot of people getting out right at 25 years," Weeks said. "A lot of people in their mid- to late 40s might have reached the retirement milestone but may still have kids in school or mortgages."
Loden noted it is common for people to change professions today. For instance, school districts often get mid-career teachers who have retired from a different profession.
"As a community, do we expect teachers to go into the profession and stay until they are 65?" he said. "I don't think so. The average person will change careers, not jobs, four to six times. If you get someone to stay in education 25 or 30 years, that is great."
State law currently allows retired employees to work part time. They can work half the amount of time normally required by that position for half the normal pay. This permits many retired teachers to be involved with schools, perhaps as tutors, substitute teachers or consultants. Some may temporarily teach a class.
After retiring from the Tupelo school system in 2002 after 31 years as an educator, Bob Monroe, 62, continued to work part time for the school district for another eight years. He also did consulting work that brought him to various districts across the state, and for the last three years, he has been a part-time assistant football coach in New Albany.
"I believe I have been able to make contributions to places I would not have had any contact with if I hadn't been in a position to work part time with them," Monroe said. "…I've been fortunate. I don't consider myself retired."
Teresa Gregory, 54, retired from the Tupelo School District last June after working for 31 1/2 years. She also has been active with the district, temporarily filling in as an executive secretary during someone's maternity leave and helping with the communications department. She has also helped at her old school, Lawndale Elementary.
"When I did retire, I knew I didn't want to be completely out of it," she said.
Loden noted that some states allow retired teachers to begin drawing on their pension but still teach full time at a lower salary. They would also continue to contribute to the retirement system. This model could be appealing to veteran teachers not ready to retire, he said. Perhaps it could be used for critical needs areas or subjects.
Some teachers choose to retire and spend more time with parents or grandchildren. Others draw their retirement and begin new careers or teach in other states.
Anthony said she has enjoyed the opportunity to continue interacting with schools and students in her current job.
"I was ready to retire, but I've started a new life at Oren Dunn," Anthony said. "I still get to interact with children, and I love the people-aspect. I'm still teaching."


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George W. "Bill" Heimerl Jr.
George W. "Bill" Heimerl Jr. age 86 died on Tuesday, February 5, 2013 at Columbus Community Hospital. He was born on November 10, 1926 in Medford to George and Myrtle (Simerson) Heimerl. Bill was a 1944 graduate of Medford High School. He attended the Wisconsin State Teachers College at Stevens Point and the University of Wisconsin, Madison. Bill was a World War II veteran of the U.S. Navy where he served on four different aircraft carriers. He was married to Marianne Simonson on July 29, 1950 in Wausau. Bill operated Heimerl's Variety store in Medford for 15 years. He then worked for Midland Cooperatives as a territory sales representative in southern Wisconsin serving in that same capacity when Midland merged with Land O' Lakes until his retirement in August of 1988. Bill was a charter member of the Columbus Lions Club and through the years served as secretary, treasurer, vice president and president. He had a life-long interest in airplanes and was a licensed pilot. He had to give up flying when he suffered a heart attack in 1995. He became involved in building and flying radio-controlled model airplanes, which was a wonderful hobby he enjoyed very much.
Survivors include his three sons, David (Allie) of Neenah, Kenneth (Anne) of Canton MI, Mark (Karen) of Mequon; two daughters, Nancy (Brian) O'Rourke of Rubicon and Mary Alice (James) Hughes of Lake Mills; 12 grandchildren, Matthew (Krista) O'Rourke, Meredith (Jason) Royer, Shane O'Rourke, Faith (David) Molnar, Kyle (Jennifer) Heimerl, Jenna Heimerl, Lindsay Heimerl, Sarah Heimerl, MaryBeth (Andrew) Houlihan, Ellie Hughes, Jessica Heimerl, Evan Heimerl; 8 great grandchildren, Navaeh, Iverson, Gavin, Ezra, Brooklyn, Helene, Dylan, Kylie; a sister-in-law, Venee Heimerl of Appleton; nieces, nephews, other relatives and friends. He was preceded in death by his parents; wife, Marianne in 2010; one sister, Barbara Partridge; one brother, Lorin.
A Mass of Christian Burial will be held at 11:00 A.M. on Friday, February 8, 2013 at ST. JEROME CATHOLIC CHURCH, Columbus. Rev. Steve Kortendick will officiate. Interment will be in Hillside Cemetery, Columbus with full military honors. Visitation will be from 9:30 A.M. until 11:00 A.M. at the church on Friday. Memorials may be directed to St. Jerome Endowment Fund, Columbus Community Hospital, Wisconsin Lions Camp, or the Columbus Public Library.
A special word of thanks to Dr's Rolf and Sam Poser for their years of care for Dad, Columbus EMT's and Columbus Hospital ER staff for their heroic efforts.