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To cut to the obvious, "Straight White Men" is a loaded title.
As someone who identifies with two of the three categories, I assumed that the play, by the intrepid Asian American theater artist Young Jean Lee, was going to be harshly satiric when I saw it last year at the Public Theater in New York.
A generation ago "dead white men" was a term of derision among those looking to reform the literary canon. "Straight White Men" seemed sure to entail a good deal more finger-pointing than a drama called "Black Lesbian Women" or "Transgender Asian Sex Workers."


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Is El Paso less "taco crazy" than Omaha?
A new ranking lists El Paso at No. 15 in a list of the most "taco-crazed cities" in the nation.
El Paso was behind several Texas cities and even Omaha, Neb.
The nation's No. 1 taco-crazed city was Arlington, Texas, and at the bottom of the list at No. 50 was New York City.
Albuquerque was in the bottom half of the rankings between Minneapolis and San Francisco.
The rankings by the real estate website Eastately were based on Internet factors -- percentage of restaurants that serve tacos, Facebook users who like tacos and Google searches for tacos.
They must not know that El Pasoans don't need Google to find tacos.

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Ritter picks Marquez for state Supreme Court
By Marianne Goodland
Gov. Bill Ritter Wednesday named Monica Marie Marquez, a deputy attorney general, to the Colorado Supreme Court, effective Nov. 30.
Marquez, 41, will fill the vacancy left by the retirement of Chief Justice Mary Mullarkey.
Marquez will become the first Hispanic justice as well as the first gay justice to serve on the seven-member Colorado court.
Deputy AG Monica Marquez was appointed to the Colorado Supreme Court this week by Gov. Bill Ritter, making her the first Latina to serve on the Court.
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Andrew Hudson and wife Christine, Monica Marquez, Sheila Barthel, and Cherry and husband Jose Marquez pose after Monica Marquez was appointed to the Supreme Court.
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Deputy Attorney General Monica Marquez hugs Colorado Secretary of State Bernie Buescher after Gov. Bill Ritter announced his appointment of Marquez to the state Supreme Court on Sep. 8 at the Capitol.
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Marquez has been a deputy attorney general since 2002, when she represented the offices of the governor, lieutenant governor, secretary of state, treasurer and attorney general. In 2009, she was named head of the State Services section, which represents nine of the state's 16 executive branch agencies. She specializes in appellate litigation and has represented the state in cases on fiscal policy, healthcare, elections, redistricting and campaign finance.
"Today I am pleased to select Deputy Attorney General Monica Marquez to serve on Colorado's highest court," Ritter said in announcing her appointment. "Monica has a deep reverence for the role our legal system plays in the everyday lives of Coloradans, and in the inter-relationship between our courts and public policy. She respects the rule of law, is conscientious and will bring an unbiased and just perspective to the court and all the cases that it hears."
Marquez is a 1987 graduate of Grand Junction High School. She earned a bachelor's degree in political science in 1991 from Stanford, and the juris doctorate from Yale in 1997, where she was an editor of the Yale Law Journal.
"I am both humbled and deeply honored to be appointed to the Colorado Supreme Court," Marquez said Wednesday. "I look forward to serving the State of Colorado in this new capacity, and I promise to bring an exceptional work ethic, a collaborative spirit, an open mind, and a reverence for the rule of law."
Marquez received the 2009 Richard Marden Davis Award, a prestigious distinction given by the Denver Bar Association and Davis, Graham and Stubbs to an attorney under the age of 40 who has excelled in the legal profession and achievements in civic, cultural, educational and charitable distinction.
Prior to attending law school, Marquez taught and worked with inner-city youth in Camden, N.J., and Philadelphia with the Jesuit Volunteer Corps and St. Carthage Catholic School. She also currently serves on the boards of the Colorado Hispanic Bar Association and the Colorado GLBT Bar Association. She also has served as president of the Colorado GLBT Bar Association, and on the Mayor's GLBT Commission and the Latina Initiative.
In her letter to the nominating commission, Kathleen Nalty, executive director of the Colorado Campaign for Inclusive Excellence, said "As lawyers, we are trained to debate and measure success by our ability to prevail against opposing views. I believe that Monica places equal, if not greater value on the importance of dialogue, recognizing that individuals (and litigants) with different views bring value to the discussion that should be heard and respected. I cannot imagine a personal trait that better exemplifies the notion of judicial temperament."
Marquez' current boss, Colorado Attorney General John Suthers, praised her selection, saying in a Wednesday statement that Ritter was faced with "a difficult decision between three highly qualified candidates for the state's highest court. In selecting Deputy Attorney General Marquez, the governor has made an excellent appointment to the Colorado Supreme Court. Monica is one of the brightest attorneys I have worked with in my long career in public service. Her clear, concise writing and sharp legal mind will make her an outstanding addition to the Colorado Supreme Court."
Marquez' selection also was praised by Secretary of State Bernie Buescher, whose office currently has 11 lawsuits pending that are being handled by Marquez and her staff. "She has a perfect judicial temperament," Buescher told The Colorado Statesman. "She believes in the importance of following the law and the constitution, and I have been extremely impressed by the quality of advice [she has] given this office."
Senate President Brandon Shaffer, D-Longmont, and Sen. John Morse, D-Colorado Springs, also praised her selection. Shaffer said she would be a fitting choice, given her legal background and experience in the Attorney General's office. "I'm confident that she will preside over her duties with honor, fairness, and integrity," Shaffer said. Morse, calling Marquez an outstanding choice, said, "she has a record of fine service on behalf of the people of Colorado. Her qualifications are excellent, and I am confident she will continue to serve the public well in her new role."
But Matt Arnold of Clear the Bench Colorado said Marquez was "clearly the least qualified of the three nominees" and that her selection was in response to special interest groups rather than judging the nominees on the basis of their qualifications. Arnold said the Hispanic Bar Association had lobbied heavily on her behalf. "It's unfortunate that they're pushing identity politics rather than judges on their merits."
In a press release issued later Wednesday, Arnold added, "Unfortunately, Governor Ritter's selection of Ms. Marquez will only serve to further erode public confidence in a Colorado Supreme Court already damaged by a decade of highly-politicized, anti-constitutional rulings, since she lacks any judicial experience and seems to have built her entire career on policy and political activism."
Many of the positions taken by Marquez on constitutional issues raise concerns about how she might rule from the Colorado Supreme Court bench, Arnold said.
"Marquez advocated in favor of the 2003 judicial takeover of legislative redistricting authority in the Salazar v. Davidson redistricting case, argued that "fees" are not taxes in the Barber v. Ritter case (which led to the 2009 Colorado Car Tax — er, vehicle registration "fee" — increases), and has sought to restrict the 1st Amendment rights of citizens seeking to speak out on ballot issues in recent and ongoing cases. She is also the lead attorney in yet another attempt to impose an unconstitutional tax increase on Colorado citizens," Arnold said.
Marquez was one of three finalists selected from a pool of 31 candidates for the Supreme Court vacancy; the other finalists were El Paso District Judge David Prince and Colorado Appeals Court Judge Robert Russel.
The recommendations for the vacancy came from the Colorado Supreme Court Nominating Commission, which is made up of ten members, including the Chief Justice of the Colorado Supreme Court, one citizen not admitted to practicing law and representing each of Colorado's seven congressional districts, one citizen who is admitted to practice law, and one additional citizen not admitted to practice law in Colorado.
Marquez will serve a two-year provisional term and will stand for retention for a ten-year term in 2012.


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We've heard from a number of XNA Community Games developers since the publication of GamerBytes' in-depth look at XNA sales statistics. While these indie devs have all provided some interesting insight into the infantile platform, we were curious to hear what a more casual member of the Creators Club thought about the service.
Adam Holmes, developer of the ultra soothing pseudo-game Ocean Scenes, provided us with just such a viewpoint. A self-proclaimed "hobbyist," Holmes' take on the XNA Community Games service is more optimistic than most. You can check out our entire interview (along with some tranquilizing images of lovely oceanic vistas) after the jump!
How did you first get involved with independent game development?
Actually, I don't really consider myself an indie developer. Rather, I prefer to think of myself as a hobbyist. I've been tinkering with game development now for awhile, and the introduction of profit to the equation doesn't change my outlook on it. If I focused more on profit, I'd lose the fun I get out of it, and that would probably translate negatively into my games as well.
I started playing around with game programming way back in 1993 when I was about 13 years old. For the most part, I was editing pre-existing QBasic (Microsoft's answer to the Basic programming language) programs and games or making my own simple ones. Over the years I tried a few different things, included GBA programming and Flash but never really had the time/motivation to really get into it for various reasons.
When my children were born, I was able to take some parental leave from work and this opened a door for me. I spent the day taking care of the kids as a mild-mannered parent, but at night I became something more - the sleepless game programmer! I delved further into the world of Flash, posting stuff on my own website and Newgrounds, a popular flash games/movie site, and really started having fun with it. This was about a year or so ago, and ever since I've been pretty consistently working on something at any given time.
Why did you decide to publish your game/gadget on the XNA Community Games platform? Have you been tempted by lucrative iPhone App market?
Honestly, I do sigh and get a little starry-eyed every time I hear a news headline reporting "iPhone developer quits his job, becomes rich", and in fact was briefly tempted by the iPhone app market and its monetary promises. I even bought a mac mini and an iPod touch to get in on the game. However, even with a college diploma in programming, I found the learning curve for iPhone development a bit steep. I got extremely disappointed and almost gave up making games - until my wife reminded me why I make games in the first place - because I want people to play my games and have fun. So I got back into the Flash programming and went back to enjoying my hobby.
Then XNA came along and I thought "Hey, why not? This could be fun", which was a much healthier attitude than the "dollars in my eyes" approach I took with the iPhone. As I mentioned before, I'd tried programming some small games and demos for Game Boy Advance before and there's something really cool about seeing your game running on an actual console. This is what initially attracted me to XNA, along with its ease of setup, and the fact that I could install the SDK, play around with it and program an entire game for PC before I ever paid to develop/test it for Xbox.
How would you describe the relationship Microsoft has with independent XNA developers? Did they offer any support during the development process? Is there any contention in the 70/30 revenue split?
I found Microsoft support very accessible during the whole process, from getting started to debugging to working out payment issues. One-on-one support is available through their program manager and other employees. The forums are well thought out, well moderated, and benefit from the hand picked "Microsoft MVPs" who can answer most questions with a very fast turn-around time.
One of the things I really liked about XNA over the iPhone app store is that XNA has wonderful step-by-step tutorial videos, and plenty of downloadable examples and even starter kits (full games that you can modify to help you learn) so the introduction to XNA development is very smooth and not intimidating at all.
As for the 70/30 revenue split, this seems pretty standard with this type of thing, so I personally don't have any issues with that. They're giving us an amazing opportunity with this program. They also provide us with all the tools and assistance we need to get the job done, as well as a huge customer base, so the split seems fair.
Describe the XNA submission process. Was it easy to get your game on the service? Was the process confusing?
The submission process for XNA is quite simple. Basically, you have two options when submitting your game. The first is playtest, the second release. Playtest allows other Creator's Club members to test your game out and really put it through the wringer to make sure there are no bugs. A forum topic is also created to allow feedback, suggestions and solutions from other developers. The release phase is the final review phase. This is where other CC members test your game to make sure it isn't crashing and doesn't contain any prohibited content. If your game passes this phase, it goes live on Xbox Marketplace within a couple of hours.
Generally, it is proper to submit your game to the playtest phase for a suitable period of time before submitting for final release. I found the whole process very smooth and extremely helpful. A number of modifications and fixes were made to Ocean Scenes during the playtest phase that helped make it a more solid and complete product.
Are you satisfied with the sales of Ocean Scenes? Do you think other XNA developers are satisfied with the service as a means for turning a profit?
The whole package Microsoft is offering here is truly something nobody else has.
I realize that there are some who spent months and months working on these games to get what they perceive as a small return. What they have to realize is that there are thousands of indie developers who spend months and months on, for example, flash games on Newgrounds.com and expect zero returns. These developers do it just to have the joy of people playing their games and are happy just to see their work featured on the front page.
This is the background I come from, and to me, 40,000 views (trial downloads) is amazing! What I'd ask the displeased developers to think about is how many people have seen, tried and likely enjoyed their work. I recently had a flash game on Newgrounds get over 40,000 views and to me, 40,000 trial downloads of Ocean Scenes is just as incredible.
I also come from a fine arts background, and to have your work on display in a gallery where that many people can view it is truly rare and incredible, regardless of how many actually purchase it. When looking at the sales figures, I didn't think about the conversion rate, what I considered were the sales themselves and how amazing that is for an individual to be able to do. Again, the whole package Microsoft is offering here is truly something nobody else has.
What are some of the major issues with XNA that Microsoft should look into?
If I had to name something, based on the feedback I've seen from the community, changes Microsoft should look at would include more advertising for the games, a user rating system would be cool, and possibly a web page dedicated to Community Games from a gamer's perspective. However, this is early on in the program, and I'm very sure these items are already on the way, given how the CGs have already evolved from their debut last fall.
The stuff that matters to a developer is all covered - regular and useful updates to the SDK, as well as new tutorials and helpful hints being added all the time. You can really see the community and the program evolve in front of your eyes.
Overall, from a developer's and gamer's perspective, are you satisfied with the XNA Community Games platform thus far?
As a developer, I'm very satisfied. The most comparable market is iPhone, and the introduction to that is very unfriendly compared to this for a starting developer. Microsoft really holds your hand, if you want them to. Your work goes online very fast, and the stats are now all there so you can track how it's doing. From my perspective, iPhone's entry level tutorials and help videos are either too high level to be useful to a developer, or too low-level to be useful to an entry level game developer. XNA hits that sweet spot in the middle and lets you start out as simple or as complicated as you like, which is why there's such a range of games out there. Give it time - as developers learn, the games will get more and more awesome.
As a gamer I'm not disappointed - more hopeful for the future. You have to remember, this is just the first release of a program that nobody has ever quite done before. And within that first release, these are all the 'first-gen' titles. So we're talking really fresh territory here. I can't wait to watch the Community Games develop to see what we end up with. Look at the early Newgrounds stuff - by today's standard, very simple. Then look at some of the stuff that's being pumped out there by the Newgrounds community today - some really amazing innovative stuff! Ideas build upon ideas and the games get more and more wonderful. Don't give up on Community Games yet, folks - that kind of wonderful game is what awaits in the future of Community Games.
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- Game format Optical disc, Downloadable
- Online features Multiplayer, Voice chat, Video chat, Store, Browser
- Drive capacity 500 GB
- Controller type Wired, Wireless
- Motion controls Camera / optical
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Mitt Romney speaks during Tuesday's debate in Hempstead, N.Y.(Photo: Mario Tama, Getty Images)
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An odd turn of phrase has turned up the volume on issues facing women in the workplace.
Presidential contender Mitt Romney's "binders full of women" remark in his debate with President Obama on Tuesday night immediately launched thousands of jokes on Twitter and other social media, but by the next day reaction was more serious. Both campaigns are competing hard for the votes of women, who polls show are likely to decide the race.
Romney had used the phrase in response to a question about equal pay for women. He said that when he became governor of Massachusetts, he asked women's groups for ...


text: Helen K. Pratt, 92, of Reed City, passed away Tuesday, October 23, 2012 at Timber Ridge Senior Assisted Living Facility in East Lansing. Helen was born September 15, 1920 to Joseph and Justina (Green) Illig on the family homestead near West Branch and attended school in West Branch. Helen was the oldest girl of eleven children. She married Carl Sutherlund in 1938. Carl was killed in the Battle of the Bulge on January 1, 1945. Helen was a strong, resourceful person; doing the best she could to raise her two children. She married Arthur E. Pratt in 1946, and they had one child. Arthur preceded her in death in 1985. Helen had been a resident of the Reed City area since 1941, until moving to the Lansing area in 2009. She had worked in bookkeeping at the old Reed City Hospital, was a long time member of St. Paul Lutheran Church and the VFW Women's Auxiliary. Surviving are her children; John (Darlene) Sutherlund of Williamston, Carol Pratt of Reed City, and Gloria (Robert) Robbins of Mason; 3 sisters, Genevieve, Georgina and Irene, and 2 brothers, Ambrose and Adolph; 6 grandchildren, 10 great grandchildren, and many nieces and nephews. In addition to her husbands, she was preceded in death by 5 brothers, a son-in-law and grandson. Funeral services will be held at 11:00 a.m. Saturday, November 3 at St. Paul Lutheran Church with Rev. Dawn Pooley officiating. Burial will be in Ashton Cemetery. Visitation will be Friday, November 2 from 3:00 to 6:00 p.m. at McDowell Funeral Home and one hour prior to the service at the church. The family requests that those who desire to make contributions, do so to St. Paul Lutheran Church or Carol Pratt, to be used toward gifts for the loving, tender care givers at Timber Ridge. Please share a memory or sign the guest book for Helen at mcdowellfh.com


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An exploration of the omniscient POV. This is part three in a series on point of view.
Second of three articles on point of view. This is an examination of first, second, and third points of view in fiction.
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There must be integrated institutional responsibility in a medical education program for the overall design, management, and evaluation of a coherent and coordinated curriculum.
The phrase "integrated institutional responsibility" implies that an institutional body (commonly a curriculum committee) will oversee the medical education program as a whole. An effective central curriculum authority will exhibit the following characteristics:
- Faculty, medical student, and administrative participation.
- Expertise in curricular design, pedagogy, and evaluation methods.
- Empowerment, through bylaws or decanal mandate, to work in the best interests of the institution without regard for parochial or political influences or departmental pressures.
The phrase "coherent and coordinated curriculum" implies that the medical education program as a whole will be designed to achieve its overall educational objectives. Evidence of coherence and coordination includes the following characteristics:
- Logical sequencing of the various segments of the curriculum.
- Content that is coordinated and integrated within and across the academic periods of study (i.e., horizontal and vertical integration).
- Methods of pedagogy and medical student assessment that are appropriate for the achievement of the program's educational objectives.
Curriculum management signifies leading, directing, coordinating, controlling, planning, evaluating, and reporting. Evidence of effective curriculum management includes the following characteristics:
- Evaluation of program effectiveness by outcomes analysis, using national norms of accomplishment as a frame of reference.
- Monitoring of content and workload in each discipline, including the identification of omissions and unplanned redundancies.
- Review of the stated objectives of each individual course and clerkship (or, in Canada, clerkship rotation), as well as the methods of pedagogy and medical student assessment, to ensure congruence with programmatic educational objectives.
Minutes of the curriculum committee meetings and reports to the faculty governance and deans should document that such activities take place and should report on the committee's findings and recommendations.
Database Questions
Provide an organizational chart for the management of the curriculum that includes the curriculum committee and its subcommittees, other relevant committees, the chief academic officer, and other individuals or groups involved in curriculum design, implementation, and evaluation.
Supply the title of the faculty committee with primary responsibility for the curriculum:
Provide the charge or terms of reference for this committee and the source of its authority (e.g., bylaws, mandate from the dean or faculty executive committee).
Describe the composition of this committee and the mechanisms for selecting its members and chair.
Indicate the frequency of regularly scheduled committee meetings during a typical academic year: (check)
If this committee has standing subcommittees, describe their charge or role, membership, and reporting relationships to the parent committee.
Describe the roles of the curriculum committee and any subcommittees, the chief academic officer or associate dean for educational programs and their staffs, interdisciplinary course committees (if relevant), and the departments in each of the following areas:
Developing and reviewing the institutional objectives for the educational program
Reviewing the objectives of individual courses and clerkship rotations to ensure that they are written in outcomes-based terms
Ensuring that course and clerkship objectives are linked to the educational program objectives
Ensuring the use of appropriate teaching methods or instructional formats
Ensuring that content is coordinated and integrated within and across academic periods of study
Ensuring the use of appropriate methods to assess student performance
Monitoring the quality of individual faculty members' teaching
Monitoring the overall quality and outcomes of courses/clerkship rotations
Monitoring the outcomes of the curriculum as a whole
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Self-Study Questions
Evaluate the effectiveness of the system for planning and managing the curriculum and ensuring that it is coherent and coordinated. Do the curriculum as a whole and its component parts undergo regular, systematic review? Describe the effectiveness of the procedures in place to identify and rectify any problems in the curriculum as a whole and in individual courses and clerkships (provide specific illustrative examples). Provide evidence that the school monitors the content covered in the curriculum to ensure that all desired content is covered, that gaps or unwanted redundancies do not occur, and that there is appropriate horizontal and vertical integration among content areas.


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Love of the land
'Feeling good about the dirt' has kept ranch in family hands
MENARD — Shortly after arriving in West Texas about 1870 from Mannheim, Germany, Edmund C. Jacoby enlisted in the 9th Calvary and was stationed at Fort McKavett, about 20 miles southwest of here.
Jacoby learned how to survive on the frontier at an early age. He was a druggist by trade and assigned to the Post hospital. He also served as the paymaster.
"My great-grandfather Jacoby soon got acquainted with Mina Schmitz, who was the secretary in the fort captain's office," said Peggy Smith, while tracing her family history. "They soon married and settled in the eastern part of Menard County about 1901, where they purchased 640 acres of land."
They had 10 children — Clara, Edward, Hans, Tom, Katie, Fritz, Ella, Rosa, Max and Walter. The family raised cotton and corn.
Edmund died in 1921, and Mina maintained the ranch until her death in 1929. She left no will, and the property was divided between the children. Their son Tom was living on the land with his mother when she died and would eventually buy the entire 640 acres from his siblings.
Tom Jacoby soon married Sophie Schuch, and together they worked the land. They had three children, Harry, Edgar and Wesley.
Tom Jacoby ran the Leon Cotton Gin, located in the community of Erna on the Menard-Mason county line near Hext, to supplement the family income. It was recorded in old ledgers saved from Tom's bookkeeping days at the gin that Tom lost his hand in an accident at the gin, Peggy Smith said. "He had his arm fitted with a hook that he used while working and a leather-gloved hand which he wore to church," she said.
"Edgar Jacoby was my father," Peggy Smith said. "My mother was Nellie Martin. I have one brother, Martin Ray, who lives in Wichita, Kansas, and a sister, Joann Grissom of Mason."
Smith said the family was active in the nearby Leon and Long Mountain schools, and those buildings are now being used as a community center. They raised cotton, cattle and sheep. Peggy said she started raising orphaned Angora goat kids at an early age. A neighbor gave her the goats, and she built them into a small herd.
Edgar received 213 acres of the original homestead in 1967. He divided the property for the three children and 14 years later, Peggy purchased the land from her brother and sister.
Although Peggy and her husband, Jack Bob Smith, live in Brady where they operate other ranching interests, they continue to look after the Jacoby Place, 27 miles east of Menard, which has been in her family for 106 years.
Menard is 66 miles southeast of San Angelo.
"The home place is on the Menard-Mason county line, and we are back and forth trying to fight brush and improve the water system," Peggy said. "Although Jack retired after serving 15 years as a director with the McCulloch County Soil and Water Conservation District, he still keeps in touch with conservation projects in all the areas (where) we maintain ranching interest."
The couple's son, Jack Smith Jr., is vice president of Southwest Texas Agricultural Credit Association in Sonora. He and wife Lauri Brock Smith have two sons — Embre Jay, 18, and Garrett Jacoby, 12.
Standard-Times: How did your family get into ranching?
The love of the land was passed from one generation to the next.
What keeps you in the business?
The land means a lot to me, although it's hard work and sometimes it is a struggle to keep going. However, I feel good about the dirt and want to pass it on to our son Jack and his two boys.
What's the most unique feature of the ranch?
A thicket of large liveoak trees near the old homeplace. The place is special because I remember as a child, it is where we had our Easter egg hunts.
How have you diversified the operation?
We have done brush eradication — mainly mesquite and cedar — working with excavators. My dad kept the field in cultivation during his years on the ranch, but when there was no longer farming, the mesquite took over.
Any new projects?
We reworked our water system recently and continue to clear the brush. Although we are letting the land rest and not running any livestock, we are supporting a great number of deer and other wildlife.
What's the history of the family brand?
My family had no brand. The brand my husband, Jack, and I have since we married is a "J" with a hook.
Jacoby Ranch
Founded: 1901 by Edmund C. Jacoby.
Owner: Peggy (Jacoby) Smith.
Location: About 27 miles east of Menard.
Crops/Livestock: Cotton and corn in early years; cattle and Angora goats later.
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The house seemed smaller, now seen with older eyes...
The street seemed narrower, the trees taller..
Where once were open fields across the road
New construction had bloomed
The small fruit orchard had disappeared
But somehow we knew it would still be there....
Strangely different, ...yet much the same
There was an unfamiliar small red tricycle
On the flagstone path that we laid...
In front of this little house that lies
Beyond the curve, where the old sycamore grew...
Suddenly, thirty years faded into that autumn day
And quickly had become a springtime of our lives.....
...of first Christmas trees,..of first anniversaries...
...a place where I cried night after night when mother died...
...and spent long, starry nights holding newborn babes....
Yes....it is all still there, in the little yellow house
Funny, but I'm glad they kept the yellow...
It has the same white shutters...
The little yellow house, with a flagstone pathway that we laid
That sits beyond the curve, where the old sycamore grew...
Copyright © Carrie Richards
I count my walks through herbs and shells
never knowing how old bones can be fleshed
from a heart bound on scrolls of endings,
and here I am among rows of an orchard…
feet like dust sanded by twelve months
of famine and feast ; somehow the maple boughs
wither from the laundry of evenings' regret.
Often times, like the gypsy rose,
I climb into the lattice of my family tree
smelling its tar and citrus that knit arms
glossed by twilight's love,
then raked by froths of autumn's debris.
Closing a fence as another year shuts off,
I am between silence and scream…
eyes groaning with the music
of an anonymous breeze sheltering
a collected beauty of tragedy and the comedy
of drama: trials pinned by veiled nights
when kinship endures the flood of weather's hands.
It is so, I mean, the certainty of taming
the last ride before new seeds from a new year
twirl upon unborn fruits…
I disrobe the old bones to greet the unknown.
""In times of test, family is best." – Burmese Proverb
Carol Eastman's Enter The Best of 2014 Contest
by nette onclaud
Copyright © nette onclaud
The morning sun peeks in my window
as I feel a tug at my feet
how could I not smile
at that little sheepish grin
Easter morn has arrived
He is risen
and so shall I
Pitter-patter across the worn pine floor
giggles, shrieks and laughter fill my home
searching for the hidden coloured eggs
my joyous children roam.
Such a special day.
Dressed in our new spring best
we show our love for Him
celebrating with close friends and family
indulging in delectable candies and cakes
a family game of whiffle ball,
pushing my little one on the swings
enjoying each others company
basking in the freshness of the great outdoors
The skies begin to darken
the stars start to shine
our day has come to an end.
After all the hugs are given
the I love you's spoken
kisses blown, good byes said
I climb up high into my cold brass bed
and reflect upon this glorious day
again it's just me and You
Copyright © Tim Smith
I carry my mother
like a rock in my pocket
that I just can't seem to throw away
It serves me
no purpose,
it just weighs me down
When I first found it,
when I first picked it up
and started carrying it with me,
I thought it so beautiful –
I could look at it for hours
But, like my mother,
it never looked back at me,
never grew warm under my loving gaze
For the longest, I was blind to that,
Blind to anything but the beauty,
blind to the cold, hard,
beyond-remote nature of the rock,
of my mother,
my stone
I carry my mother,
a thought without weight
And she's heavier
and she's colder
than all the stones
there are
By the time I recognized her
immutable, emotional unavailability,
I had run out of joy,
felt depleted of hope –
But I could not,
for the life of me,
stop seeking a beauty, a warmth,
inside her heart
Could not stop
that one day this stone,
my mother,
deep inside my pocket,
Might just become
its own opposite –
Change from hard to fluid,
from cold to warm
But my rock, my hard burden,
will only turn to water
When my mother
stops being
a stone
Copyright © Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson
A small little word
And yet so hard to say
It tempts me to say
Maybe I can make it work
I so desperately want to say yes
It hurts
Crushes me
To see you disappointed
Those times when I have no time
When I am stretched to the limit
One on top of the other
The important less important things in my life
When I have no energy
No extra to give
No way of knowing if I'm making a mistake
I say no to give myself a break
Some space to breathe
Sometimes no
Is meant to protect
No you can't go
To that party
Spend time with that girl
Hang out with that guy
No I won't change my mind
Even though I have to be the bad guy
No is a declaration
That I care for you
I want only the best
I want no harm to come to you
No is a tool I use to strengthen you
No you can't quit
You must finish what you start
There is no better feeling
Than seeing you succeed
Those times I said
"No, you can do it on your own."
Even though I desperately wanted to help
No meant I trusted and believed in you
You can do more than you think you can
No one is more proud of you
I wish you to know
The power of no
When it comes to a girl
No really does mean no
When you are put in an awkward place
You don't have to say yes
Choose your no wisely
No I don't want to go
No I don't want another drink
No I have somewhere else to be
No I will not let you treat her that way
No you cannot cross that line
No I deserve better than that
Yes, no is a small little word
It can change your path
Give you time to breathe
No, opens up possibilities
To choose
The yes
That is right for you
Yes or no
I believe you will choose wisely
Even though no
Can be a hard word to say
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux
Visited you today
as the sun set in the horizon…
the orange tinged carnations
were a perfect complement
for the skies
and for you…
orange and blue
always remind me of you
the winds softly blew
and I just sat there
staring at the grass,
well more at your name really…
hardly believing
what I am looking at,
that it's been seven years
of missing you,
of just putting that reality
at the back of my mind…
But there are days,
such as today
which make me
confront that reality—
I see your smile,
remember your laughter
celebrate your spirit
and your love
Tears, I tell you I have
the most stubborn tears
maybe because they
make it so real for me?
I look around me
and look for that sign
Nope, not there…
I say a prayer
and speak to you
thankful for the life shared
I kiss the date that you were born
and walk away
my reflection on the car window
One last look around,
and then I see it…
a cat, as we drive away…
Skies now streaked purple and pink
**My brother would have been 40 today, May 6…
Copyright © binibining P.iNk
A chalky moon rises, from still air, drawn on
smooth, blue-black paper sky. A New Year's eve
like this, seems too calm to be real, to feel
nothing but peace; snow covers tree branches
like fleece, yet I am warmed by a fire inside,
wrapped tight in the starry glow of tomorrow's
promise. As this year's memories glide across
my heart, all the love flows through me like oxygen,
beginning with the purest breath of youthful
innocence, me and you, under a diamond-cut
crescent moon. Many picturesque nights
have come and gone since then - the me and you
now we - a family. Somewhere a clock chimes
twelve times, when your first kiss of the new year
wakes me from my nostalgic dreams, my joy returns
to the moment, a new year, new memories,
a love more real, more true, than the chalky moon.
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
Laughter drifts through the house, ....it has been such a while
Debate filters in, from the kids in the kitchen
The rafters are rattled with two strong opinions
Girls against boys, with opposing positions
I've watched them shuffle their cards and argue who won,
They seem to be lost, in the light masquerade,
of bittersweet happiness that is dim from the gray
Dipping their chips into onion laced cream
smacking their lips, and drinking their cokes
They are betting a few of the red plastic discs,
that will ante' this round
...I listen, and smile, it's a beautiful sound, ...
So long overdue,.......
we are embracing the mood... and it is time that we do....
Now a new game ensues.....
Monopoly, perhaps? Or charades, they will play
Whatever it is, ........ let it fill up the day
Let it take them away,....away from the gray
I let up the shade
to watch the evening come in, bringing umber and rust,
as earth swallows dusk, which is fading away
From the living room window, I am hoping to see
geese flying back to their warm winter homes
All nature seems normal, routine, once again
Winter is coming and a new year begins
How will it be now, this journey, untried,?
As we move on, wearing smiles, wearing grief on our sleeves
Smiles, for awhile, hiding anguish, and pride
Cold days are arriving......and there is talk on the hill
where tall pine trees are whispering,
reminding the creek, and the ash trees are shedding
and katydids will not call out condolences in the dark
Soon enough, when the lark sings, wet grass will need tending
stacks of shutters will need painting,
and snow will yet need to be pushed aside
How will they cope..?
He's not here to do it...but somehow we hope
they will wade their way through it..
But for now , at a kitchen table
for these brief moments, they are able
to laugh, argue, and have fun...
Someone shouts out, "I won!"..
Joy is hard work...but it needs to be done
Your house still smells like you:
Warm shortbread and lavender soap -
Comforting and agonizing.
Your plants still bloom,
Perched beside the window
Where the kettle waits to be filled.
But your rocking chair is still
And all is quiet.
I could have fallen to pieces
Like a hand-blown vase
Hurled against green walls
Or dropped on old floorboards
Through fingers slick with shock.
But you sewed me up
With words gone by.
Your remnant thoughts
(So similar to thoughts I've had)
Penned in your slanted scrawl,
Filling pages with perfect rhymes
And clever observations.
Here you'll live forever
In vibrant verses and lilting lines.
And I'll live here too
Until the last salty drop
Lands on the final page.
Copyright © Heather Ober
Things that seemed poetic were always sad,
though I yearned for sparkle
and my dad's guffaw, which never came.
Familiar things were always drear --
repeated motions in the same old game.
There were only distant glimpses
of budding spring, fleeting views
of daffodils. The strongest
poems dealt me death and dying.
Yet I always hoped, never went under
to gray despair, always dreaming
of a garden of love that we could share.
But those forbidden delights faded
quickly away; the only reality
I understand is the ever-looming
and final one. Nothing's changed.
The strongest poems deal death and dying.
Copyright © Leo Larry Amadore
See the woman.
See the face behind its age.
See the beauty of her form.
See the way her way becomes her.
See past her once taught skin, as it was
when it enflamed many a man.
See the way she holds her head;
the tilt of her neck, the ease
of her being.
See the strength that binds her jaw,
unrelenting in its flex.
See her hurt displayed, as shadows
fall like night upon the earth,
eager for rest and resolution -
for the one she could not save.
See her darkness. See it very well.
See it shatter like glass, glinting,
when she giggles like a girl.
See her shine.
As the shades of dark days rise,
See the years that grace her eyes,
like rays of her own sun
exponentially shining forth.
See forgiveness in her patient hands
as they weave memories with a touch.
See the breadth of her breasts,
for they have quenched her children's hunger,
soothed their frantic cries,
and became the safe haven for her beloved.
See her empty, scarred abdomen –
round and perfect in its imperfections,
once holding the essence of all things;
carrying creation within –
see the divine home of God.
See the innocent baby,
the impetuous youth,
the voluptuous woman,
the devoted wife,
the selfless mother.
See the wisdom of the grandmother –
the epitome of every moment lived
for someone else, and the realization
of the circle.
Hear the acceptance in her sigh.
See the gifts she has given –
see the woman!
See the goddess!
The beginning and the end!
See the infinite that bares the name,
See her for all that she is and isn't.
Smell her scent and know you are home.
Taste the strength of her words on your tongue.
Hear her experiences like your own.
To touch her soul is to touch perpetuity!
See her face in your mirror.
See the tears that fall proudly
upon the woman you've become,
and hope yet to become
in time;
when you have lived through all that has been
set before you –
tasted each woman's tears as if they were your own.
When you enter that perfect union,
timeless ancestry;
when you become,
when you come
full circle;
you will see yourself in all things,
and your journey, will see you back
*Reposted for Chris's Get Your Rebel On, Contest! This was written with my Beautiful
Grandmother in mind. She saved my life in more ways than one. love you, Gran. This one's
for you. (and every woman, and woman lover, here)
Copyright © Kristin Reynolds
Tell me that this fear is just paranoia in my mind,
we're not straining, we're not struggling,
we're not sinking, we're just fine.
I'm not perfect my dearest, but damn have I tried,
and I'll try harder but I know I'll have the same results every time.
Do you want me all the ways that I am?
With all the struggles and the tears and the clinging to your hand.
I fear your getting further and Im left on the shore to stand,
watching you in the distance with a bullet in my hand.
Tell me all this worry, its just clutter in my mind,
tell me not to worry that we're doing just fine.
Cause Im scared to run you off and I feel Im falling deep.
And Im so frightened of these thoughts that its getting hard to sleep.
All I know is that the heart wants what it desires,
because of you the match inside has turned into a fire.
And I feel the broken glass thats sticking from my skin,
Wondering if you'll remove the pain or push it back in.
My hearts frantic wondering if you feel the same,
pleading and begging for more than just a saying,
but to feel and to see that im not alone,
with being in this love thats overwhelming.
Once I told you that we didnt have a spark,
but you were lighting up and I was sitting in the dark.
And this fire, this blaze its wrapped in desire.
Im terrified to lose you, I think I might die or,
maybe disappear from all the pieces falling out,
im going crazy but when i open my mouth, nothing comes out,
and I cant explain to you why I just need to hold you close,
why every time you leave Im scared to let you go,
why these tears are building up behind my eyes,
all I know is that the heart wants what it desires
and it desires to be your wife.
So tell me in my panic, that your words are true,
tell my my dearest what I mean to you,
tell me that this paranoia is all within my mind
we're not struggling, we're not sinking tell me we're just fine
Copyright © Jay Loveless
In the drawer
Behind all the white t-shirts
Packed away in the corner where
It is safe, I keep you.
You are hidden
No one knows you're there,
Except me.
I take you out to see your
Smiling yet depressed face.
I realize the trouble you went through
Just to make sure I live a better life
Than you did.
Here you hold your baby one last time
Before sending him off to a
Life without poverty.
He doesn't say goodbye because
He is so small and innocent.
You give him a little kiss and say
Goodbye my sweet child.
So I thank you
Sweet, sweet, lady.
I'll put you back
In that safe little place,
So that when the time comes
For me to meet you,
I will find you before
You find me.
Copyright © Joseph Giordano
I had waited for you seemingly forever
So long did it take before you were to come into my life
But in so many ways you had always been there
Your hair so white more than once people
Said that you glowed
Your eyes blue gray
Soft but piercing.
In the spring we'd plant flowers and you quite the digger
Would never tire of 'replanting' oh the control God blessed
Me with that summer
On the porch we would swing and sing until my throat would be sore
And still Id manage one more
Lavender Blue, You Are My Sunshine, Red River Valley
I can still hear the wee small voice
In the summer under the big maple the front walk
Would flood and we'd run back and forth barefooted and splashing
Your face, pure joy, your eyes animated, your smile so wide
And those cheeks I could tweak them right now
Is there any better sound than giggles and splashes
Autumn we would take long walks and picnics down in the woods
And sit on a fallen tree. We'd find ants and worms and spiders and rescue the most
Precious of treasures. Feathers, milkweed fuzz, acorns, so much
Bounty for the taking. We'd bring them home and glue them
On paper or cardboard or make touch books
Winter oh please let's have snow for winter. Snowmen
And snow forts, snow balls and mmmm snow cream.
I remember the look on your face at your first bite as
If you had just made magic.
We read books by the fire, books and more books
Then you would touch my lips and ask me to
Read one with my mouth, which meant to make
Up one just for you.
You have been blessed with intelligence
You have an uncanny ability to fix things
You've never seen before
Your sense of humor can put me away
Until I beg you to stop
You have a sense of logic beyond your years
You will sit on the floor for hours and build block towers for babies
Most importantly my son
You have been blessed for an unquenchable thirst for God's own heart
At eighteen our time together will be changing but sitting here
I remember the words from a book we used to sing to each other
"I'll love you forever
I'll like you for always
As long as I'm living
My baby you'll be"
To Noah
Copyright © Laurie Ginn
Sitting here, on these old porch steps, that I have always known
This weathered stoop, with gray floorboards
The creaks and groans, flaws and chips, so familiar to my hand
I have come to some conclusion,
and I'm surprised to understand,
how well I know each board, each slat,
the shape, the size, the warps, the cracks
each rusty nail, ....
but not the facts of you.
Oh yes, ........I've seen a glimpse or two,
in photographs, I have a few...
I see a robust man, in yellowed hues, of vintage stock...
There's a house, a barn, where land is strewn with stones to move.
You stand behind a horse and plow, in coveralls,... a mustache too .
I do recall, so vaguely gray, as gray as the paint beneath my hand...
a jolly man, your wrinkled face,
with a smile, a laugh, a loving way
A dream I have, or is it real?
Is that me when I was two? Sitting here, beside you then?
Or is it just my wish to know... more than just a trace of you?
I never knew the man you were, your hopes your dreams...
the thousand schemes that brought you to these rocky slopes
so far from where your hopes began
Where those steep cliffs rose and the seas were blue.
Today, beyond these furrowed rows,...
where grasses grow in amber waves
the eyes will wander, and shadows grow
I ponder how it came to be....
that I am me,....
who came from you;
a man I never knew.
Carrie Richards
(To watch the youtube video recitation:)
Standing on the broken cement of the back porch
silently staring into the skies
and talking to myself
Fingers struggling to keep appearances
windshield wipers across my cheek
watercolors gone white
Flippant, fanatical, furious
patient, protective, passionate
trying to love the beast
Sending dreams to the clean ears of the open air
returned quickly, clutched in your mouth, crushed
presented for reward
Dead birds delivered to my doorstep
my nature wants to heal them, bury them
yours waits and wags its tail
Copyright © Nykki Houtkooper
It will hurt like a tattoo guns sting
as the ink infiltrates your skin.
Your first love will be like a tattoo on your heart,
buried deep,
always remembering the blessings and pain he gave you.
Be with a person who fills you with fluttering hummingbirds
even after the first and second and tenth kiss
who drinks the nectar of your demons and sucks them lifeless.
There will be men who you think will carry you forever
but after so long of holding
your feet above the water
they will throw you down.
They will not reach out a hand to pick you back up.
They will turn cheek,
kissless and forgotton.
You will stand with dirt palms
and fall back into his inferno.
There will be loves like this,
who convince you to prick yourself with safety pins,
the ones who carry guns on their backs
but never shoot to protect,
only to hurt.
The ones who drink all the water,
leave you parched in the desert of his mistakes
telling you that they are your own.
The ones who shoot arrows in your lungs
and you lye bleeding
believing that the color of your blood is true love for him.
The hour hand will spin around the clock
too many times before you leave him.
It will hurt.
You thought it was true,
but after the death of it
you will realize you deserve someone so much sweeter
than a bitter apple.
Love the one who doesn't cheat you blind,
but instead comes to you with truths in his wretched palms
and waits for you to
but never gives up and never stops wishing that the past could rewind
that he could change the things wrong that he did to you.
Love the one who feeds your heart warm apple pie,
who cries in front of your children,
who drives them to school and hugs them when they get home.
Be with someone who doesn't ask for you to change
but instead loves your mistakes
cradles them within his fabric lungs
breathes them in with a grin.
Love is an interesting thing.
You will be thrown out of a moving car to the side of the road.
Some will come running back to you.
Don't jump back in the front seat,
just run
and run
and run
and run
until you find someone who buckles the seat belt for you.
Drives five under the speed limit,
takes things slowly and waits for you to be ready to accelerate.
I am here for you.
Remember me, the one who loved you first,
the one who will never stop loving you.
Come to me after he breaks up with you.
You can cry on my shoulder,
and ill wipe your tears with my sleeve.
Find a love who loves you the way
that your father and I love you,
the way that your grandmother loves you.
Find a love who already considers you family.
Who meets you
and looks into your ocean eyes
and drowns peacefully into your heart.
Copyright © Katie Pukash
Place your head on my shoulder,
let it stay there
and we'll just breathe
...and... out
Inhale positivity,
exhale negativity-
Pluck the sadness from the air,
unravel that ball of worry...
We'll find that knot
that started it all,
untangle it,
and wave ribbons
in the air
We'll let those colors swirl
around each other,
we'll blend them...
then weave them
into a tapestry
that comforts us
in the end
Doesn't matter
at all
if it turns out
too short
Our lives
are full of tangles
a lot of thread
out there...
So place your hand in mine,
let it stay there,
and we'll weave
...and... out...
Laying her back on the wall of her prison
Why was it different
It hurt more
Shocked more
Chest heavy
Grief affecting her
This terrible ache consuming every pore
Harder to swallow
It was him she's sure
She loons at me
I know the look
She's hiding behind the sofa
Saying he's been back banging on the door
I know it was the tumble dryer upstairs
Her eyes are bloodshot
A beautiful bright blue bloodshot
Wide as fish eyes
She's been pacing all night holding a knife
She's holding an umbrella
I took the knives last time she cut her wrists
She's in torn clothes as she tears at her flesh
I feel my flesh tear
That's her last nice dress
No longer nice but torn and red
I give her trousers and a belt
My own only just brought
They drown her
At least she's covered
She says he's been calling her all night on the phone
I took the phone when she smashed it on the wall
I try to think of everything
In the bathroom there's hair in the chipped shabby sink
She's been pulling it out by the roots
I feel my scalp it's sore, alien
I feel everything
I removed the scissors when she shredded her scalp cutting her hair off
Saying this is why he had her
Her long golden hair
My hair
Lithium pills
In the cabinet, too many
Too many pills
She should of taken these
She calms
I calm
Promising to take her pills, begging don't send me back to hell
But at the secure unit she's safe
I'm safe
Says she'll have a bath and
be better tomorrow
She's settled, I'm settled
So I leave
I'll come back in the morning
I sleep soundly
First night in months
The morning light gives me slight hope
I can't remember this feeling much
I hear a crash
I run
I'm taking too long
Kicking the door in
I thank God for kickboxing
She's swinging from the oak beam in the ceiling
My belt around her neck
I look for a knife
I look for scissors
To cut her down
Cut me down
I look for a phone to call an ambulance
I feel my body juddering
My heart stop beating
The belt
The new belt
I hadn't thought about the belt
Copyright © little known nothing
Come and gone like small twister
like the cloud of debris he's left.
Echoes of Charlie Brown's buddy Pigpen
blow through the cobwebs in memory.
Left over coffee cups replacing
Transformers still dumped in the attic.
Reams of knarley skateboards, wheel-less,
lay in piles like so much unburnable refuse.
The obligatory hugs and peck, over and done
the never paid chauffeur collapses…
Ah, to have him always near,
So, each kiss was not quite so dear.
The last fair maid on parade has wandered across
the home front, wondering about her predecessor,
still tacked with magnets to the fridge,
still part of my heart and his…
Sons…they say, do not cause such angst.
Couldn't prove it by this mother.
This maternal blimp of unused helium
was not permitted a girl child.
One did come and fleetingly leave before formed.
We'll never know the sweetness of her.
Let the image of his manly self disperse, this son..
into the mist as his Father's has…
to be remembered again, only in times of need, his need,
for to do anything else, would be to rub salt
in an open wound.
Poet: D. Guzzi
*the day after Christmas
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi
I hold three magic rocks, in my hand. Rolling them over and over and over. Leaving this
reality behind, far behind I stepped into the magic mirror and there I was back in 1959. It
was the same month, November. I looked around and it was the same as I remember it had
been then. Mom looked so young and beautiful and said, "The school bus will be here in a
few minutes." I looked at the calendar and saw that it was November 25th, the day before
Thanksgiving. I said, "But mom, I haven't been in school in forty years." I got this strange
look from her but she didn't say anything. Walking toward the door I caught a reflection of
myself in the hall mirror. I was so young. My hand immediately went to my face and I
stopped and stared at myself for a few minutes. I said, "Mom, can I stay home and be with
you today?" Again I got that strange look from her, then she smiled and said, "Sure, it's
your last day before Thanksgiving anyway, why not?" She and I sit down and talked for
hours. Then I said, "Do you mind if we go next door and visit with Maw Maw and Paw Paw?
I haven't seen them in so long and I've missed them terribly!" Again another strange look
from mom. Next door I saw Maw Maw and Paw Paw as they had been in 1959. I wept and
they all looked at me so strangely. I hugged them and kissed them all and we talked for
hours. Dad finally came home from work and I ran and hugged him so hard. "Dad why did
you have to leave us in June?" Again I got strange looks from everyone. My tears were
falling. I saw Aunt Frances and Uncle Bill who lived beside Maw Maw and Paw Paw. "I've
missed you both for so long." Strange looks again! They didn't understand because to them,
it was just another day in 1959. The day grew late and I knew my time was soon ending. I
got near the magic mirror and mom and dad were standing there so young and healthy. I
said, "Mom I'll see you on the other side of the mirror, but dad, I'll see you another time,
another place." They didn't understand. I stepped back through and my reflection was as it
had been before. Mom was sitting in her chair at age 84. I said, "Mom, do you remember
the day before Thanksgiving, 1959, when I stayed home from school and we spent the day
together?" She said, "Yes, it was so strange that you could never remember anything about
it. It was as though you had amnesia.
Copyright © Marty Owens
This map has grown lines,
deep creases, curled corners,
since you've been gone.
Tear-stains and fingerprints
mar its wrinkled pages like scars,
mocking markers
of where you've gone.
Mum's face has grown lines
around her mouth and eyes
since you've been gone.
And each sunrise tallies the days,
fading the map's mosaic of colours
as time fades the memory
of your silly smile.
This map is a liar:
It tells me you're nearby,
only a page-length away.
But an entire world separates us.
Cities and countries and continents.
Rivers and lakes and oceans.
Land and sea
have taken you from me.
And I want you back.
The room is still,
Quiet but for wind and rain
Making music on the windows.
Empty but for endless shelves
Of leather-bound volumes -
The first editions you loved so much.
The desk is weathered, coated
In a film of dust.
The chair is old and worn,
Tucked in just where you left it.
I can almost hear it creak
Under your weight,
Hear you whistle in that absent way.
I can almost see you there,
Hunched over creased pages,
Reading Keats or Blake.
I can almost smell that familiar scent
Of fresh soap and musty books,
Of spices and cigar smoke.
Together we would whittle sticks while chewing juicy gum
We would find a place to rest beside a river green and wide
The skies were blue, and tall grass would grow, and brush against my knees
Where willow trees, and dusty trails and nesting squirrels would hide
With tackle box on summer days, we sat in lazy pose
With fishing poles, and cheerful hearts, in willow covered coves
It mattered not, no lad was I, ...a girl is what he got
And he seemed quite glad, to take my hand, and help me hook the bait
I'd toss it in, against the wind......and sit awhile to wait
It mattered not, if fish were caught, the waiting was our friend
The sun felt warm, his voice could charm, and worries all seemed gone
Curiosity of my tender youth, this world a puzzle, vast
I would ponder things, and pick his brain, with many questions asked
This kind old man, with gentle patience, and a quiet ear to lend
Would tweak his mustache, and kindly hear me, without a word to bend
While deep in thought, would listen well, and continue with his task
As if my words were meant to hold, and mattered more than gold
He'd try to find an answer, with his wisdom from the past
With satisfaction we would whittle sticks, yet carving so much more
When shadows fell, he'd take my hand, the young one in the old
And head back home, as sun goes down, from lazy river's shore
Those fishing holes, are idle now, too soon the autumn fell
Although I tread the shore alone, I clearly see them all
broken families like fractured glass
scattered, sharp edges
cutting, bleeding
once-perfect images of harmony
now lives severed by pain
mom at one end of the boxing match
dad on the other side
torn children shuffled in between
into a holiday lens they once smiled
picture-perfect family greetings
discarded in shards
joyful season ends
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire
Pulling that old rusty wagon at the age of eight
smiling aging ladies dressed in worn housecoats
coming out with weathered silver quarters
inspecting the produce this little boy had for sale
bringing home the money to a father
already doused in ale
Childhood lessons or was it fear?
hard work they say is good for the soul
but too much can take it's toll
missing out on family time
What in life have you gained?
Six a.m., the church bells chime
taking only us boys to mass
did that give you a pass?
did it cleanse your mind?
Did it make you a better Dad?
Didn't you realize what you had?
punishment or shame
either way it was the same
As life passed and the doctors said you wouldn't last,
if you kept up your drinking ways
we got a chance to talk
days were dwindling, but I had to stay
You were my dad
you had your strength but your mind was fading fast.
Stories told of your teenage years
old friends, hustling pool, drinking beers
No longer knowing now, only then
I was a stranger before your very eyes
Your once little boy cries
Never getting to hear "I love you" before The End
There is no hint, that this child of three
Could ever comprehend..
With his unknowing, smiling face,
With that cowlick in his hair, freckles here and there
Who takes the air from my lungs with a glance
Skin glistening, pink and rosy from the sun,
As he comes bounding through the door,
Mud on his small shoes and face
Without an inkling or a trace..
Of any clue of the pace
Of my heart beat,... how it swells
The way that my arms would wrap around
His small body so tightly, that he would gasp.
This well of love that I feel....
But of course, I don't squeeze so tightly.
I must hold my love for him
With more restraint,
Keep my arms encircled in a more gentle embrace,
For he wouldn't understand how much love
His sweet presence stirs up the air I breathe
This child, this precious son of my daughter
Will never know the joy
He has brought into my life
My family is everywhere like wild seeds sown
On the whim and bluster of a wind
Some left for Cuba before the revolution
Bring green stalks of sweet grass to sugar
And are still there, root sunken in the earth
Grafted branches without memory now
Or recognition of ancestral home,
Separated by language and new history
Thick as the depth of our watery boundaries.
Some in Panama built the canal, but no bridge
For home when their meagre cents were spent
Too soon. I met a few with little knowledge
But no anxiety for early morning mist of blue
Over the mountain, looking still to see them
Coming home like birds when summer is done.
Some went to Venezuela to see the oil
They said was black as Africa in the new world
Brazil: there football is more than economy
Gladiators: bloodless troubadors of the new army
And many drifted into the squalor of Costa Rica,
Nicaragua, Ecuador, searching for light
Amidst old civilizations brought to ruins
By Conquistadores majesty and Roman might.
The only one who report are those from Canada
Is it because of the language, because they proper
As they do in America. Is there nothing in them
That longs for home, to leave the Mexico to her Aztecs
Her cactus lace with golden strands of sun.
When I was in Germany, Austria, France, far away
As Holland, Rhine and Danube linking invisble
Heritage, I met them, distancing the old decay
"We are thinking to move to Taiwan or Japan"
They told me, poverty does make a barren land
So I understand the boat people, not lying
Like Columbus, they seek the same treasure
And yet for their truth reap some displeasure.
I could package it for them to sell, but cannot agree
When the wind rattle the wattle of desolation.
My family is everywhere scattered like wild seeds
In fresh forests fretting with the burden of the wind.
Copyright © L'nass Shango
Home Of The Hang Man
The children are so full of doubt
No one is allowed to speak
No one is allowed to shout
Opinions are driven underground
Seems that every time they do it wrong
Always been the same old song
Never get it right
Never allowed to speak
Never allowed to fight
It's a strange house
The children are so full of doubt
A strange house
The kids just don't understand
They don't see that this is the way it's all been planned
Keep them frightened is the game
Then all those "other" things won't need to be explained
Why is big brother always mad
Why is younger brother always sad
Why does he sit in his bedroom all alone
Because it's a strange house
And not a home
It's a strange house
The children are so full of doubt
A strange house
Everything they do or say
Is turned into to a weapon to build upon the barricade
And Dad pretends he's not afraid
Of the sudden discovery of suffocated memories
The dark deeds linger in a cage
Of ridicule and violence that makes the babies cry
So Mum has buried her suspicions worryings away
In Sunday lunches usual farce
A make believe gathering of corrupted loving and pretended merry making
It's a strange house
The kids are so full of doubt
A strange house
Big brother hit the self destruct
With pills and needles long before he decided he was gay
No one ever asked him why he was so mad
And no one ever asked why younger brother was so sad
He sits up stairs in his room
Surviving in a sea of doubt
The suffocated memories have all come out
He's always sad and he's always alone
The babies to they both have grown
But he doesn't know them anymore
It's been so long since he left that so called home
It's a strange home
The children are so full of doubt
A strange house
Their children are so full of doubt
Brought up and made this way
All their futures turn to grey
As all the buried memories fight their own way out
Remember why they always felt so wrong
Remember what happened when we were young
And mother just closed her eyes she did not help
All the future turns to grey
Brought up and made to be this way
Father was the hang man who took their lives away
Copyright © colin mitchell williams
Slice me with your tongue,
Razor blade wounds,
To suck out all my poisens,
Sweet lonely lullaby,
Accusing eyes of sadism,
Picture perfect prodegy,
My Deadly Sin,
A bitter taste of arson,
Burning in my vital organ,
Your the pyre that burns away my mortality,
A sip of tea made from Lilly of the Valley,
A shadow of Death stalking,
With odd angel like wings,
A Numbing kiss like Drowning in Morphine,
My Oblivion,
Sweet arms to rest in till my vision no longer holds,
Eyes neither like Hell nor Heaven,
Cocain Addiction,
That Drip of Drugs into your system,
Intoxicated blood stream,
I'd rather not dream,
And instead get lost within - Your paralysing,
Your Paralysing, Brain lapse,
Your moving too fast,
Stay slow and dreamy,
Dancing silhoutte,
Like a burning forest fire,
Pain throughout my veins,
Ravishing and Beautiful,
A voice torn from my throat,
Dying joyfully,
With my last sight of you. . .


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Originally posted by Mapraputa Is: And that is *exactly* how polymorphism works in an OO language! It's just that the language disburdens you from handling with tables directly. Hm. "disburdens"- and how does it achieve this?
We still have to provide all needful information, right? So instead of saying things clearly and directly, we use a bunch of artificial concepts like classes, interfaces, or, worse, "polymorphism" and "inheritance"?
And regarding *exactly*, I am not sure.
Java adds static type checking to the picture, but this may not be an inherent feature of OOP.
"just a very convenient way" - looks much worse than "goto" to me :roll:
"To be more specific, it seems to me that the object world manages to introduce far too many distracting confusions and irrelevancies into a subject that (some might argue) is complicated enough already. Surely it would be better to avoid those confusions and irrelevancies and deal with a methodology in which the only complications are ones that are intrinsic to the topic under investigation?"
What's on your wishlist, if it is not a secret?
Originally posted by Mapraputa Is: [QB]Oh my.. I thought you are kidding about "nearly hundred others"...
By the way, you can safely strike out "The Sixth Sense" - I've seen it, you wont't lose anything :roll:
"Style: Ten Lessons in Clarity and Grace (6th Edition)" von Joseph M. Williams - gee, how did you find this one?
"The Psychology of Computer Programming" by Gerald M. Weinberg is
Originally posted by Mapraputa Is: "Style: Ten Lessons in Clarity and Grace (6th Edition)" von Joseph M. Williams - gee, how did you find this one? I have it and it's good! However, Michael Ernest could barely tolerate this name so I figured there may be better guides out there, but I do not know what thy are


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One Direction's loyal fans are pretty stoked that the guys have landed in the City of Angels for the 2012 MTV Video Music Awards.
Ahead of their big night tonight, where they will take the stage at Staples Center in Los Angeles for the VMAs, some of the band's biggest fans lined up waiting for the chance to catch a glimpse of the guys as they made their way around town
And, some of those Directioners were lucky enough to meet Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Niall Horan and Liam Payne, even for one brief moment. The encounter, ahead of the night's big debut at the VMAs, left the fans rather stunned.
"I'm shaking. We just met One Direction," one fan told MTV News. "Zayn put his arms around me…" and that notion alone caused her and her friends to just break out in excited screams."
Zayn met a number of fans while the guys were out and about earlier this week, before they learn if they will take home any of the three Moonmen they are up for — Best New Artist, Best Pop Video and Most Share-Worthy Video. "Zayn said 'thank you' when I told him I liked his new pictures," a fan gushed. "This is the best day of my life."
Check out behind-the-scenes photos of One Direction, Green Day and more at the 2012 VMAs!
"It's the best day of my life. They looked so gorgeous," another fan mirrored. "They were so nice."
However, given all the hoopla the guys encounter wherever they go, they couldn't meet up with all their devotees. But, their supporters totally understood. "I was going to take a picture with Harry, but then he got [taken] away and then I was really sad," the fan recalled. "I'm sorry they can't come out, but we understand because there's so many girls out here."
The guys are set to make their debut VMA performance tonight during the main show, which kicks off at 8 p.m. ET/PT from Staples Center. The night's festivities will be hosted by Kevin Hart. But, before the boys storm the stage, there's the VMA pre-show, featuring the first-ever double-decker red carpet , at 7 p.m. ET/PT and the "Jersey Shore" special "Gym, Tan, Look Back" at 6 p.m.
What would you do if you met One Direction? Let us know in the comments!


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When it comes to cell phones, no two are the same. Whether you have have a Samsung flip phone or you can have an iPhone, you will find great benefits from the tips located below. Any cell phone user should learn all they can about the device, and today is the day!
Do not use a screen protector on your phone. These may look like a practical investment at first as they will reduce the amount of glare that you have during the day, but will also reduce the visibility on your phone. Air bubbles will also result if you do not put them on properly.
Don't rush into buying the latest, greatest phone. Sometimes it's just not worth it. Sometimes updates to phones are relatively minor. Read several reviews of new models before deciding if you need to make a purchase. It's likely you don't.
If you have a weak signal, try not to use your phone. It will drain the battery very quickly. Also, if you have your phone on your person, do not shove it down into the depths of your purse or briefcase, as it is unlikely to get a good signal down there. If you are concerned that your signal is weak, it is best to turn the phone off completely.
If you want to listen to music on your cell phone, you may want to install a cloud storage application. This way, you can save your favorites to it without using the memory in your phone. You can also do this with pictures. Additionally, it keeps your music and pictures safe if something happens to your phone.
Do not use the Wi-Fi on your cell phone if you are in a place that has access to a computer. Many people do not realize that this is an easy way to rack up excess bills. You should log onto the computer and save the data usage for the times that you really need it.
Haggle a bit when shopping for your next phone. You generally wouldn't expect haggling to work in a retail setting, but it is often effective in the case of buying a new cell phone. Try it for yourself. It can't hurt, and people often get between 50 and 100 dollars knocked off the price.
Charge your phone with a power booster or a pack that attaches to your cell phone. This device will have a full charge already so you can charge your phone on the go and have backup energy when you need it most. You will just need to charge this pack in advance for this to work.
Most smartphones lack an optical zoom feature. To photograph an object up close, you must physically move nearer to it. There are also lenses that you can buy that will fit onto your smartphone that will let you zoom in.
If you have a teen and they are in need of a new phone, you should think about buying them one that is prepaid. This will stop them from using the phone too much and running up a huge bill. They will be more disciplined once they know they have a certain allotment of texts, talk minutes and data that can be used monthly.
If you do not need a cellphone with internet connection capability, check out one of the several prepaid phones. These cellphones do not require that you sign a contract, and you can have phone service for as little as a few dollars a month. Many seniors prefer these phones since they are not interested in anything other than phone service away from home.
Whether you want to learn how to find the best apps, buy the best phone or just decide between Android, iOS or Windows, knowledge is power. The advice here is a great start, but don't stop learning now! Keep reading, developing your mastery of cell phones so you can use them to your advantage.


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Danny Fox Named One of the Sexiest Men Alive
There are few pop culture accolades higher than PEOPLE's annual Sexiest Man Alive. Heck, even actor and perennial Sexiest Man Alive George Clooney made reference to receiving this vaunted status during his Oscar acceptance speech a few years ago. While actor Bradley Cooper took the top honor this year, country radio superstar Danny Fox also made the list.
Danny Fox – Back In The Day [PHOTOS]
The Polyester Party is tonight at Sam's Town. It's a trip back to the Disco Days and I thought these pictures would fit right in.
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Some pictures from my scrapbook.


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Dewar's Scotch Opts for Muscular Pacifist with Violent Tendencies as Newest Spokesman - Posted October 11, 2013
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Scott Feinberg Discusses Jack Klugman's Final Interview - Posted December 26, 2012
A week after Jack Klugman's 90th birthday this spring, Hollywood Reporter awards analyst Scott Feinberg conducted a 45-minute video interview with the beloved Quincy M.E. and Odd Couple star at the actor's San Fernando Valley home. The May 2012 ses... [FishbowlLA]
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Kat Von D Gets Disturbing Call/Text
LAPD rushed to Kat Von D's L.A. home Monday night after she received an unsettling phone call.
According to the Los Angeles Police Department, Kat received the call from an unknown number on her home phone. The caller asked her "extremely personal" questions, and then hung up. She then received a text she believed was from the same person. Fearing the individual was on her property, she called LAPD around 10:45 pm, who dispatched police cars and a helicopter.
The police didn't find anyone, but Kat filled out an "annoying persons" report recording the situation, for police records. Man, I wish I could fill out an annoying persons report on Kat Von D…
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Sienna Miller Wears Diane von Furstenberg and Gucci at Premieres of G.I. Joe
Which Sienna Miller G.I. Joe Premiere Look Is Most Fab?
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Sienna Miller has been busy attending premieres for her new flick G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra, from Sydney to London, Berlin to Tokyo, and Seoul. One common theme I've noticed in her wardrobe is disheveled-chic, much like her street style. I love that she hasn't discriminated against any particular style — dresses, trousers, boots, sandals, florals, glitz, Sienna's worn it all. Her go-to designers have been Diane von Furstenberg, Gucci, Loewe, Poltock & Walsh, and Chloé. So tell me, which Sienna Miller premiere look is most Fab?
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pinkpeonygirl 6 years
She looks good in pretty much everything but the only item I really love personally are the Chloé boots.
llamawich 6 years
I love that Gucci suit now :)
llamawich 6 years
I love that Gucci suit now :)
shannydoots 6 years
DvF! She looks great without trying too hard, although I love the Loewe too.
PrincessLtrain 6 years
They're all terrible, but the DVF is tolerable...
Michaelrcks 6 years
Michaelrcks 6 years
Asche 6 years
I don't know why she got so much crap for the floral dress and boots. I think it's really smart looking.
risqueredhead 6 years
I love the Diane Von Furstenburg. I need to make myself a version of that outfit.
fashionista0914 6 years
That Gucci suit is what caught my eye immediately. I love it!
NatalieSuleski 6 years
She looks pretty good in all the outfits.:):heart:
NatalieSuleski 6 years
She looks pretty good in all the outfits. :) :heart:
kty 6 years
i'm loving the DvF yellow and black dress


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Baldwin-Whitehall technology director empowered by new position
A Baldwin-Whitehall native and longstanding high school employee soon will get to share her passion for technology with students and teachers at every grade level.
"I'm excited just to get back into the classroom," said Baldwin High School Assistant Pincipal Janeen Peretin, who was hired by board members last month to serve as the district's director of information and instructional technology. "I see this new role as one that will provide me with opportunities to help our students compete on an international scale, as well as one that will allow me the chance to celebrate and inspire new practices in the classroom."
Peretin will continue her job as assistant principal at Baldwin High School, which she has held since 2009, until a replacement is hired and ready to start. She previously worked as a mathematics teacher and department chairperson at the high school since August 2003.
She will earn $90,696 in her new position. Board members approved the hiring in December in an 8-1 vote, with Martin Michael Schmotzer dissenting.
The district's first director of technology was a retired teacher who started in the early 1990s, Superintendent Randal Lutz said. Tim Winner, then, worked in the position for the last 11 years. He left the district in late July. "The goal with him was to build out the network, build out the system," Lutz said.
Those initiatives were accomplished, Lutz said.
"We're really not looking for a director of technology. From a plug-in standard, we really have those things built out," the superintendent said.
Instead, district leaders are looking for someone to help guide the district, teachers and students with technology use and application, Lutz said.
"It will be a little bit different approach," he said.
Peretin grew up in Baldwin Borough and graduated from Baldwin High School in 1998. She received a bachelor's degree in mathematics and bachelor's degree in secondary education from Duquesne University in 2002 and graduated from Gannon University with a Master of Education in curriculum and instruction in 2006.
In 2009, she earned her state administrative K-12 principal certification from California University of Pennsylvania.
Later this year, Peretin will defend her dissertation at Robert Morris University where she is seeking a doctorate in instructional management and leadership.
"I wanted to apply for this job because I have a vested interest in the future of this district coupled with my own passion for instructional technology," she said. "It truly seemed like perfect timing."
Working at Baldwin High School for the last 11 years, Peretin said, she has been able to use the technology available in the district and also serve as a leader for professional development.
Board members said having someone that is well versed in education and technology is important.
"I think it's long overdue that we have an educator in this position," board President Larry Pantuso said.
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Winter Park Visitor Center and Chamber of Commerce
Looking for ideas on how to make your getaway perfect? Stop in to visit with our friendly and oh-so-knowledgeable Visitor Center staff to get local advice and to pick and choose through our extensive supply of Chamber members' brochures. We also have maps, selected ticket sales, member deals, and event information.
To get to our Visitor Center/Chamber of Commerce, just look for the life-size bronzed moose in downtown Winter Park. Not good at spotting critters? Then have your kids spot the "golden arches" of McDonalds (we're just across the street) or the kids' playground at Hideaway Park.
Website: www.PlayWinterPark.com (you're here!)
Mailing Address: PO Box 3236, Winter Park, CO 80482
Physical Address: 78841 US Highway 40, Winter Park, CO 80482
Phone: 800.979.9872 or 970.726.4118
Fax: 970.726.9449
Email: firstname.lastname@example.com (of note, we are happy to send out specific members' brochures if you'd be interested)
Greater Granby Area Chamber
Located in the heart of the town of Granby. Stop by to learn more about restaurants, activities, lodging and services.
Website: Granby Chamber of Commerce
Mailing Address: PO Box 35, Granby, CO 80446
Phone: 800.325.1661 or 970.887.2311
Fax: 970.887.3895
Email: firstname.lastname@example.com
Or click here to request more information.
Grand Lake Area Chamber
Visitor Center is located at the corner of West Portal Road and Highway 34. Easy to find as you come into the town of Grand Lake.
Website: Grand Lake Area Chamber
Mailing Address: PO Box 429, Grand Lake, CO 80447
Phone: 800.627.3402 or 970.627.3402
Fax: 970.627.8007
Email: email@example.com
Kremmling Chamber of Commerce
Kremmling is the headwaters of the famed Colorado River, making rafting, kayaking and fishing main attractions in the summer months. The area's vast wilderness has made the town a destination for game hunters, snowmobilers and outdoor enthusiasts. Despite its small size, Kremmling businesses offer guests and residents alike a wealth of goods and services.
Website: Kremmling Area Chamber of Commerce
Mailing Address: PO Box 471, Kremmling, CO 80459
Physical Address: 203 Park Ave, Kremmling, CO 80459
Phone: 970.724.3472
email: email@example.com
Click HERE to request a brochure.
Hot Sulphur Springs Chamber of Commerce
A little bit of home tucked away in the Coiorado Rocky Mountains.
Website: Hot Sulphur Springs Chamber of Commerce Mailing address: PO Box 175, Hot Sulphur Springs, 80451 Physical address: 10 E Byers Avenue, Hot Sulphur Springs, 80451 Phone: 970.531.7588 email:firstname.lastname@example.com


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My car is quickly approaching the 50k mark and is in need of a service (50k/4 years) (Last done at 40k, think it should have been done at 37500).
The previous owner did the service late so i could probably get away with leaving it later, but as I love my car, I don't want to ruin it.
I intend to complete the service myself and check/renew the following....does anyone have any additional bits and bobs they think I should be checking.
Check Handbrake (seems ok already, 2 clicks)
Replace the wipers
Coolant Topup
Replace Oil
New Oil Filter
Tyre Pressure (should be ok as done quite regular)
Check Auxillary belt, but it was replace at 42k so hopefully all still fine


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And Finally – Apple shows an unexpected humilityThursday, April 28th, 2011
Apple's long-awaited white iPhone 4 has been released this week, but perhaps the biggest related story is the way that Apple broke the news.
With a single word – "Finally" – Apple displayed a self-deprecating humility that many feel has been distinctly absent from the way the company usually presents itself. It was a bold decision to go with this, as it represents Apple holding its hands up and admitting it has made a mistake.
We wrote on Green Notes back in October 2010 that the white iPhone 4 delay showed an unexpected vulnerability from Apple, and mused that it could have a wider impact on the way that the company was perceived in the future.
In the mere six months or so that has passed since we published that article, Apple has released the second generation of the tablet platform-defining iPad, achieving record sales figures and typical hype. The original black iPhone 4 has continued to sell well globally, bringing on board a second network carrier in the US and impressive new capabilities through an OS update. Just this week a report claimed that the company's phenomenal cash reserve could support the whole operation until 2018, even if it didn't make another penny from now on. The Cupertino juggernaut hasn't slowed down, despite the white iPhone 4's continued elusiveness.
With this ongoing success in mind, the tone of the 'Finally' announcement certainly wasn't a given. Apple could have comfortably heralded the release as the latest in a long line of wonder products and carried on regardless. But it didn't. It acknowledged the massive delay, and almost apologetically pushed the white iPhone into the fleeting limelight.
So, while the white iPhone 4 won't break any sales records, it may well have given Apple a PR lesson that money can't buy.


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Arbeiter became an inaugural member of Ceres Gallery in New York, a women artists co-operative that opened in 1983. Her work appears in the gallery's 'Sight Specific' exhibit through July 20.
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As both artist and educator, Metuchen resident Joan Arbeiter always puts people first. Her compassionate nature shines through all her work, from the mid-1970s to today.
Some of Arbeiter's strongest expressions of affinity for those on the outskirts of society appear in her "Street People" portrait series.
"In the city, I noticed people living in boxes," she said. "It floored me that our society had come to this, and I wondered, 'Who are these people?' " ...


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text: Alright fellas, I'm 5'8 only around 120. I'm pretty scrawny. I've worked out before, but I want a serious plan to help improve speed, strength in the upper and lower body, quickness, and anything involved in basketball. I'm already doing Air Alert which is a jumping program to improve your vert, and I have a dribbling program daily. All I need is to work in a weightlifting program. I have dumbbells at home as well.