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[Pages 345-346]
Note: Chaim Rabin (1910-1990), the editor of the Shumsk Yizkor Book and author of this foreword to the Yiddish section of the book, was born in Lanovits. His mother, Dina (Berensztejn) Rabin, was the daughter of Kovka and Ides (Yehudis) Berensztejn, prominent members of the Jewish community in Shumsk. Chaim Rabin's parents, Dina and Uziel Rabin, perished in the Holocaust as did two of their children. Chaim Rabin immigrated to Palestine in 1934. He was a prolific author and translator and edited more than 10 Yizkor Books.
When we remember Shumsk, we remember Yiddish, the language of our eternally dear murdered parents, brothers, sisters, friends, neighbors-- all of the dear Shumsk Jews. We know that they held on to their language as a means of defense to protect their Jewish way of life and maintain their uniqueness. In it they spoke, thought, and whispered the 2,000-year secret that brought us back into our Land of Israel, and in it they created, sang, and traded their lovely Jewish jokes and ... cried in times of uncertainty and death.
Therefore we have devoted a large section of the book to Yiddish, although our intuition regarding Yiddish tells us that in the future Yiddish will be supplanted by the use of Hebrew.
We undertake this with love.
The Yiddish section is not a translation. It is the language of creation of the authors and, just as the entire book has been created by the efforts of a few who have taken pains to write, so is the Yiddish in the book the creative language of its authors. Fortuitously, it is almost a parallel reflection of Shumsk to its Hebrew reflection.
Here is a section of nostalgia, of longing for the past of our shtetl with its sorrows and happiness.
Here is a picture of its society, which was built upon a moral law and code of the soul, with its shaded and bright characters.
Here is the longing of its youth for their own state and a safe, secure Jewish life.
And, above all, here is a description of the massacre of the people of Shumsk by three witnesses saved from death.
Worthy of mention is the treasury of Shumsk folkore in the chapters by Muni Chazen and the diary of Elye Hersh Nite's daughter Zipora Rojchman, which was written in the 1930s in the midst of seas and oceans, between sky and water, when she was an illegal immigrant to Israel and her heart was torn between her love of Israel and her longing to return home to Shumsk.
The Shumsk landsmanshaft in Israel did everything so that the book in Hebrew and in Yiddish would be a fitting memorial to our holy, dear Shumsk Jews, a tribute to all Jews murdered in all lands and generations, and an accurate picture of our shtetl.
We presume that here and there errors and oversights were made. This is natural and pardonable, for if we had not made the effort to prepare this book we would not have fulfilled our duty to immortalize Shumsk for our children and for Jewish history.
We thank all of our Shumskers, whose demand for the book gave us the courage to put up with the obstacles and financial difficulties, and brought the dream of a Shumsk Yizkor Book to realization.
Let us consider this book as the collective expression of all of us Shumskers.
[Pages 356-357]
My small shtetl,
Its surroundings so beautiful
Houses straight in a row,
Study houses, a synagogue between them.
Streets short and long
Shops in a line on the square
The Braver[1], a distillery, and also a mill
All beautiful and delicious to everyone's senses.
The walk to the woods
Through the wood and up the Gorki[2]
When every Sabbath, everyone big and small
Would head from the shtetl
After the delight and rest of Sabbath
Everybody, everybody, you and I.
And the orchard at the New Town[3]
In summer used to blossom so well.
I think now of you and your people
And of your beautiful evenings
The sky, such a pure blue, moon shining
In it, I remember today
The quiet streets, the people sleeping
There was always happiness, cheerfulness
But suddenly evil took you.
Obliterated, I can no longer see you.
By the hand of German murderers
There remains no more than burnt walls.
And together with you
Your people were obliterated
My sisters, brothers, and who was not?
O Shumsk, I will never forget you
In my memory you will always be engraved.
[Pages 358-364]
Notes: Howard Freedman's translation from Yiddish to English was augmented by Rachel Karni using a YiddishtoHebrew translation prepared by Ahuva Shalom. Rachel Karni prepared the following introduction.
Introduction: Fayge/Tziporah (Geldi) Mednik was a native of Shumsk. Her parents were Nachum Asher Geldi, a merchant born in 1890, and Chana (Bryk) Geldi, born in 1895. Fayge's parents and her sister Susia[1] all perished in Shumsk. Fayge's brother Pinchas Geldi/Giladi survived the war, hiding in Shumsk itself and in the area, and after the war he settled in Israel. He is referred to several times in the accounts in this yizkor book by other survivors.
Yosef Mednik was from Mizoch, near Shumsk, and married Fayge Geldi before World War II. During the period of Soviet rule in Shumsk that began in September 1939, Yosef headed an economic cooperative in Shumsk known as the MST or Municipal Company for Supplies. With the German invasion in the summer of 1941, he and his wife fled from Shumsk into the Soviet Union. While in the Soviet Union the two became separated when Yosef was taken into the Red Army. They were later reunited in Tashkent.
After the war the Medniks were in Wetzler, Germany. In December 1949 they immigrated to the United States with their two children. In America their names became Fay and Joseph Madnick and they had two more children. Shortly after their arrival in the United States, they spoke at a meeting of Shumskers in New York, relating for the first time to those in America what had happened in Shumsk during the war. Yosef's talk was transcribed by Muni Chazen.
From the following detailed description of events that took place in Shumsk after the Medniks had left the town, it is clear that they had met in Europe with Shumskers who had been in Shumsk at the time of the massacre and survived and that they had heard firsthand reports from them. Almost all the events they describe in this talk are corroborated by survivors' accounts in earlier chapters of this yizkor book, in the section On the Holocaust. In the few cases where the Medniks are the only ones to tell about a specific incident, we have learned from researchers at Yad Vashem that unfortunately such incidents were known to have occurred in western Ukraine.
Joseph Madnick passed away in 1987, and Fay in 1990.
On June 22, 1941, the war began with a black cloud of death and destruction for the world as a whole, and especially for us Jews.
On the 5th of July at 6:00 in the evening, Hitler's gang arrived in Shumsk. As soon as they arrived, they began to beat and harass all of the shtetl's Jews. They began by cutting the beards of elderly Jews and looting Jewish property and goods. And within a few days, they gave an order for Jews to sew yellow patches onto their backs and onto the front over their hearts, as well as a white band on the right sleeve with a Star of David, so that a Jew could be recognized a mile away. The patches had to be 20 square centimeters. If a patch was any smaller the person was beaten until he fell dead on the spot. From such a punishment fell the first casualty in Shumsk: Berel Lalkis BenTsion Burdman's soninlaw, the husband of Reyzel.[2]
Every day, from dawn until late at night, groups of men were driven to work in the forests, ten kilometers from Shumsk. The work was more difficult than a person could endure. For being unable to lift a heavy beam on the first try, a man was beaten until he lost consciousness. Obtaining food was completely out of the question.
Upon returning from an entire day of work in the forest, if a Jew was found with a piece of bread, a potato, a beet, a carrot, or something of this sort (which some brought to nourish their starving children), he was hanged.
Jews began to purchase food from gentiles covertly. For a piece of bread, cabbage, or potato, one had to pay with gold coins. A good suit was given away for a loaf of bread.
That is how it was until the establishment of the ghetto.
On March 12th [1942] during the morning count an order was given to begin work to erect a fence, the purpose of which was to isolate the Jews inside a ghetto. They gathered the shtetl's Jews together to dig ditches for a fence, which stretched from the raised road[3] onward, going from Baruch Godl Shprecher's house until Yakov'ke Berensztejn's house[4] and then up to the monastery that was the Polish horse stable[5]. From there the fence ran to Shimon Duchowny's house and Nachum Kac's, until Mates Kreyzelman's across the way. Then the fence extended until Yente Ingerlejb's house[6], and from there to Yudl Zak's, Sholem Lalkes', Avrahamke[7] the tailor's, and then from Zelig Duchowny's to Zeyde Kac's house. From there it went to Mendel Tober's house, Bayarki's house, and Leib Shimon's house, until the brewery on the river.
The other side the fence enveloped the home of Rabbi Yossele, the bathhouse, the Kanfers' home, and all of the houses that were by the river. In the middle were the study houses and the Great Synagogue, which was already nearly 200 years old. It was all enclosed by a high fence to create a ghetto. The fence was 3 meters high, with boards joined together to form a wall, so that one could not see out through them.
They then rounded up the Jews into this area together with all their possessions.
The congestion was terrible. People were as crowded there as herrings in a barrel, several families to a house. Stationed around the ghetto were Ukrainian policemen plainly murderers from the nearby villages. They stood guard to prevent anyone from leaving the ghetto. Life became even more bitter than before. Each person received nothing more than ten dekagrams[8] of bread a day, and nothing else was permitted into the ghetto. Only when a Christian felt pity and tossed in some bread did some lucky person have the privilege of catching the bread and feeling fortunate. The hunger was enormous. Often people fought until blood was shed for the sake of a piece of bread. People began to swell from hunger. Children and tiny infants died of hunger.
On one of these calamitous days, the bandits arrived in the ghetto and assembled all the men, women, boys, and girls. With clippers, they cut the hair from everybody's head and beard. They put the hair in a sack and left.
After this work, many of the Germans departed, and only a landver[9] with Gestapo police remained.
From time to time, a forced contribution was imposed on the ghetto through the Judenrat[10] that had been established in the ghetto, and a collection was taken for the contribution. Thus, for example, they once demanded the delivery of 500 gold watches with gold chains, women's necklaces, and gold bracelets. The ultimatum was that if the items were not delivered in the amount dictated by 7 o'clock, they would take a hundred people out of the ghetto and shoot them.
Afterward, they demanded diamonds, gold rings, furs, sewing machines, bicycles, motorcycles, gramophones, typewriters, fine suits, gold coins, and other items with the threat that if we did not comply, they would take 600 people out to be shot. The ghetto was then surrounded by more Ukrainians murderers with machine guns. People brought out the last things they owned. People fell on each other's necks and said, Who knows if we are going to be able to come up with the collection? God knows who among us will fall as martyrs, should we fail to fulfill the demands.
Every day all the men were driven from the ghetto to do strenuous work in the forest and to break stones for roads. And as they left and returned from work, someone at the gate searched them to see whether any of them were carrying a piece of bread with them.
People in the ghetto were like geese in a cage. Each wanted to comfort the other, telling the person he was speaking with that he had had dreamed of the merits of his ancestors, and that salvation would come soon. People used to sit in front of their dwellings and sleep there because inside it was too crowded and suffocating. Out of the hunger and crowded conditions emerged a typhus epidemic. Many people, especially small children, perished from it. It was crowded, people were hungry, and one slept bumping into another's head.
In the evening, the men came back from work worn out, hungry, and exhausted. They would fall to the floor to rest. The wives and children would ask: Father, did you bring anything? If the father should have had the fortune to bring some potatoes or a beet, it was divided among the children, and they ate it raw.
Parents and children felt wretched after waiting an entire day for the father to bring something. If he did not succeed, the children would collect potato peelings and eat them.
Once a false accusation was made that Jews were raising pigs in the ghetto. The landver drove in with Gestapo police on motorcycles, and, with revolvers in their hands, began to beat men, women, and children whoever came into their hands so they would surrender the pigs. We fainted in fear. We could not understand why this was happening.
However, there was among us in Shumsk a Pole, Victor Katshanavski, who was an extreme antiSemite. He had made an agreement with other bandits and with the landver, and through a nearby hole audaciously smuggled in a pig. The Judenrat came to the place and found the pig, and they were forced to lead the pig in a parade through the ghetto. And later, as a punishment, all of the pretty girls were rounded up and taken away to the landver to be raped. When they did not allow themselves to be raped, they were shot.
The worst began on the 15th of the month of Av, 1942. They stopped calling people to work. The ghetto was now completely sealed. People were no longer given any bread. The situation was becoming worse day by day.
An order was given to list the names of everybody in the ghetto. Men were to be listed separately, and women and children separately. All of the working men would be given work permits, as they called it, if they were capable of working. These people walked about happily because they would be able to leave the ghetto for work. When everyone had been registered, people waited for what would now happen. Only, meanwhile, the gates of the ghetto were not opened. On the contrary, where one murderer had been posted between the post office and the glass works, there now stood two. People peered out from their attics day and night to see what was happening outside the ghetto.
People noticed that the Germans were transporting gentile men and women who were holding shovels from the village of Krilitz. It was understood that this was not good and that something terrible was going to happen.
Several days later, on the 26th of Av[11] it was a Saturday night at around midnight an entire battalion of Nazis arrived and surrounded the ghetto, so that at every two steps there stood two murderers. For three days they stood with their rifles pointed toward the ghetto and gave the order that nobody should move from his or her place. Should anyone leave his or her house, or move from one building to another, he would immediately be shot. From these bullets fell Valie the mezshe, Shaya Bat, Dudi Bikovitzer, and several others.
The martyrs were left lying there, as people were scared to go out to bury them. The heat was stifling , and the corpses began to emit a strong stench, such that it was difficult simply to breathe. Motl Chazen risked his life and, along with the chairman of the Judenrat and two Jewish policemen from the ghetto, with upraised arms set out to go to the fence to ask the murderers if they would permit him to go to the landver. They asked the landver why they had surrounded the ghetto and killed many people who were still lying there, and whom people were afraid to bury. It was hot and the bodies were already emitting a stench, and this could lead to an epidemic. The landver answered that they had surrounded the ghetto because they had heard shots from the ghetto (which was an utter lie). Therefore they had to conduct a housebyhouse search in the ghetto to look for weapons. Should nothing be found, the guarding of the ghetto would be relaxed. In the meantime, the corpses could be gathered and buried within the ghetto, since it was forbidden to exit the ghetto. The martyrs were buried in Leib Shimon's garden.
The mood inside the ghetto was very tense and depressed. Everybody lived in deadly terror, as the guarding of the ghetto did not subside. One felt in the air that something awful was being prepared for the Jews. People feared leaving their houses, so they sat and waited for what would come.
The complete extermination of the ghetto came.
This was on a Wednesday, the eve of Rosh Hodesh Elul 1942[12], at 4:00 in the afternoon. Rabbi Reb Yosele asked everyone to fast and to pray that a miracle would happen and we would be helped and rescued from the murderers. That same Wednesday, the murderers had driven into the ghetto and told the Judenrat that everyone who had been given a work card was permitted to come to the square and line up. They would take these men to work, and everybody who did not have such a certificate would be taken to a concentration camp. Those who were going to work were permitted to bring their families with them. Thus, many people came out of their homes, as most people wanted to extricate themselves from the sealed ghetto.
When everybody was in the square, they were ordered to march around the square and then told to sit on the ground without moving. People already saw what going to happen to them. Next, they called on those eligible to work to stand up in rows with their wives. Their children remaining behind, they departed the ghetto, surrounded by the murderers. This took place in the square by the synagogue.
The first group left through the gates between Avrahamke the tailor and Shaya Duchowny's house.
This happened on the second day of the month of Elul[13]. They led the group of Jews to the New Town. When the group of Jews was near Pesach Bat's house, they were attacked by bandits, whose presence had been arranged earlier, and were beaten murderously. Thus were the Jews led close to the Christian cemetery. There, three huge pits were prepared. A large board was placed alongside each pit. People were ordered to undress and go up in groups of ten upon the board. Two Gestapo agents shot them in the head, and the holy ones immediately fell down into the pit.
The pits were 6 meters wide, 3 meters long, and 8 meters deep.
After every three or four groups of ten were shot, the Germans called on the Ukrainian murderers to go down into the pit and compact the bodies and sprinkle them with chlorine.
Thus was the first group of approximately 1,500 Jews buried in a single pit. Once the Germans had taken care of the first group of Jews, they went back for the weak and elderly Jews, along with women and children. They threw the small children who could not walk onto trucks covered with tarpaulins, and drove them to the pits. They threw them in alive and shot them with machine guns in the pit. When the second group arrived, the German murderers took out the older children, and finished the toddlers' grave with them. This was the second pit. All of the remaining Jews were brought to the third pit in the same manner and sprinkled with chlorine.
Afterward, the gentiles covered the pits, and what remained of 4,500 Jews were three large graves.
Some Shumskers succeeded at the last minute to escape from the pits. They were Berel Segal[14], Avraham Refzon, and Yoske the wagon driver[15]. They alone among all of our townspeople survived, having witnessed the death of our Shumsk martyrs. While they were escaping they were shot at, but were fortunate enough to save themselves.
They survived in the fields amid the piles of grain and some gentiles helped them to hide.
Gentiles said that for three days the tops of the pits heaved. When the murderers had become tired of shooting, they pushed the martyrs into the pits alive.
After the annihilation, there still remained a few families in bunkers, but they were found and murdered: Nachman Sosna with his wife; Kopl Segal the butcher with six daughters, two sonsinlaw, one son, and nine grandchildren; Zelig Duchowny with his wife and three children; Avraham Oife's wife with four children; Goldberg and his family; Sholem Sosna's daughter with her husband, Yenkl Efros' son; Hirsh Szwarc's daughter, and others.
On the sixth day of the final slaughter, there were still hidden in a cellar Shlomo's son Yudl Dovid with his family: Yudl with his wife, five daughters, five sonsinlaw, two sons, two daughtersinlaw, and eight grandchildren. They were starving in the cellar, and had run out of food and water. Two young children died from lack of water, and had to be buried within the cellar. The oldest son David took a chance and went out to search for a little water. He was spotted and tracked, and the hiding place was reported to the Germans. They took them out and, next to the graves, dug a separate pit and shot all of them. Thus they lay in a separate grave.
It is reported that there were still others who remained and were able to save themselves, and now live in Israel. But they are very few.[16]
[Pages 365-368]
Editor's note: After the massacre of almost the entire Jewish community of Shumsk on August 12, 1942, about 100 people who had succeeded in hiding but were subsequently found were selected by the Germans, housed in the synagogue and assigned work. During the ensuing five weeks, many of them were killed, and a few succeeded in escaping. Then only 15 remained in Shumsk. Accounts of this five-week period are in other chapters of the Shumsk Yizkor Book: The Last Days of Shumsk by Ruth Stztejnman Halperin, My Last Days in Shumsk by Haim Cisin, Shumsk, My Tragic Host by Moshe Grenoch, and Shumsk at Her End by Yaakov (Yankel) Geler, son of Chaim Geler.
From all of Shumsk only 15 of us were left, among them myself and my poor son. We worked for the Germans, serving them and cleaning for them, and at night came back to the synagogue to spend the night in the Ghetto.
Once, when I came to the German, who was a sailor, he was not at home, and his wife, a Russian, said to me: Tomorrow they are going to shoot you and finish you off, the last 15 Jews. Save yourself; I hate the Germans; do not sleep in the synagogue tonight.
I conveyed this to everyone and the 15 of us took off to the villages rather than spend the night in the synagogue.
I and my son Yankel went to a gentile, who was a Shtundist[1], an evangelical that is, a neighbor of mine. When he would meet me on my way to work for the Germans, he would say that he would risk his life to save me and my son. I would tell him that it was dangerous for him to hide me. But on that night, I went to him and told him everything. Do as you see fit, I said to him.
As we were talking a gentile from a village came in and says he brought the Germans potatoes and the storehouse is closed, so he has to make the trip back home with the potatoes. My acquaintance speaks up: Take these two Jews home with you and keep them safe.
This gentile was also a Shtundist, but he had come with another gentile, not a Shtundist, and he says that he was afraid of the other gentile. So I tell him, Go to the other man, let him go home alone, and at night take us to your house.
I told him to go just out of town and wait for us. From there we would go together.
Leaving town was highly dangerous but we safely made it through all the streets. It was very dark. We arrived at the spot, and the gentile was not there. He was fifty meters further on but in the dark we didn't find one another. So, we went back to our acquaintance.
The gentile also went back there, so the three of us now set off for his village.
It was terribly dark. We walked 30 kilometers all the way to his home. Our clothes were wet from perspiration. He took us up to the garret, where we dropped down and fell asleep like the dead.
In the morning he comes up and says his wife is very scared to keep us. The Germans come into the village every day, so we must move to another gentile, he will take us there.
It took nine days for him to find a gentile, also an evangelist, and we went to him. On the way he says, Don't reveal that you were staying with me. Say that I found you in the woods. Otherwise he will tell me to go on keeping you.
In the five weeks that only 15 of us had remained in the ghetto, I had realized that we had to put away some goods in case we managed to save ourselves. I had left two crates/trunks of belongings with my Polish acquaintance, clothes and other things. So I tell the gentile, You hide us and I will reward you. I asked Valenik[2] to go to the Pole, take the belongings from him, sell them, and buy provisions for our current gentile [the one now caring for us].
He came back having found everything was in order, but he had seen a new pizshak,[3] so he put it on himself. This was my older son's pizshak, which he had never even managed to try on when alive. When I saw the pizshak I almost fainted; I felt ill and the gentile noticed it. So he took off the pizshak and said, You can take it with you to the garret. It's cold there.
But I didn't take it.
At night he would keep us in the house because it was very cold upstairs. One night I heard a loud knocking on the door and shouting in Russian, Open. I understood that it was the Ukrainian hooligans. So I yanked my son awake and we got out in time to the garret. The hooligans saw that there were no Jews there, so they left.
From then on, we were afraid to be in the house. We stayed in the cellar until Passover. It was very cold in the cellar but better cold than dead.
Once the landlord came to the cellar with the elder Shtundist and he saw that I was standing and praying with tfillin[4]. The elder said, You ought to know that we consider tfillin foul.[5] I would like you to burn them; we are not allowed to have them in the house. I instructed Yankele to remove the parshiot,[6] to put them away somewhere safe, and to burn the batim.[7]
And so every day we now prayed with parshiot. During Passover we did not want to eat hametz[8] so we got by on three to four potatoes a day. Non-kosher food never passed our lips and the gentile did a fine job of guarding us.
One time, panic broke out. Ukrainian robbers came in looking for Poles to murder, so the parents of our landlord's wife, Poles, came to hide. Says he, unfortunately, I must save my wife's parents and you have to go to someone else.
Meanwhile we learned that other Jews, a boy and a girl, were hiding in the village. I said to him, bring us to that gentile and I will also pay for the two of them. He went and came back, and said the other one did not agree. So I sent off my son: You go to him and promise him a lot [of money].
The gentile heard this and agreed. We came into the attic and two people were sitting there, a boy and a girl, afraid that he might send them away and keep us. I calmed their fears and told them that I was also paying for them, and the four of us remained.
I arranged with the Shtundist that he allow us to dig out a pit for the four of us. We did the digging at night and covered the pit with boards, earth and planted grass over it, so that it would not be detected. The pit adjoined the chamber and he handed us food, bread, potatoes and water through the small door.
We did not go out of the pit. We relieved ourselves in a pan and at night we emptied it.
In about March, the gentile comes and says that the Russians are already here, and we should leave as he no longer wants to keep us.
It was cold, the frost strong and the snow over a meter deep. From lying for so long in one place, I could not stand straight, but he simply drove us out.
At 12 midnight we went out, took with us two more Jews who were at a neighbor's, and set off into the frost and blizzard. The Partisans noticed us. We were going to Shumsk and it turns out the Germans were still there. We stayed there until a Jewish Partisan saw us and told us that Jews were gathering in Zdolbunov, near Rovno, so with his help we went to Zdolbunov, from there to Kiev and after much wandering we arrived in Israel, thank God.
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Fernando Díaz-Royón, DVM, and Álvaro García, DVM, PhD, South Dakota State University, say there is agreement between dairy producers and their nutritionists that the high fat concentration in distillers grains (DG) can result in milk fat depression.
Due to the high fiber content in DG, dairy nutritionists could be tempted to replace part of the forage neutral detergent fiber (NDF) with NDF from distillers grains. However, due to its small particle size, this fiber in DG is not "effective", having a reduced capacity to stimulate cud chewing and rumination which would help maintain milk fat.
These factors can lead to rumen acidosis, which can compound the negative effects caused by the rumen load of polyunsaturated fatty acids. These effects have been reported in trials conducted by the Dairy Science Department at South Dakota State University.
From these studies, some practical recommendations can be drawn in order to maximize distillers grains inclusion without significant negative effects on milk fat yield or concentration:
1. Although formulating diets for adequate NDF concentrations is important, it needs to be accompanied by particle size assessment of the ration in cows fed a total mixed ration.
2. Although adding buffers to the diet (e.g. bicarbonate) can ameliorate the effects of low rumen pH, their effect is transitory and is not a substitute for adequate particle sized rations.
3. The amounts and fat composition of other feedstuffs included in the diet will dictate how much distillers grains can be safely included.
4. Even with adequate particle size, avoid the inclusion of more than 10% wet distillers grains products when fermented corn feedstuffs (e.g corn silage, high-moisture corn, etc.) constitute already 50% or more of the diet dry matter.
Read the full report and a synopsis of the South Dakota State University research on distillers grains and milk fat depression at http://igrow.org/up/resources/02-2012-2012.pdf.

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|Decadent Delights
Dan Wood Big Easy
By Elizabeth Ginns Britten
Dan Wood began cooking by default at the tender age of 14, when one of the chefs of the restaurant where he worked called in sick and Wood stepped up to the plate. He quickly fell in love with the controlled chaos and buzz of the kitchen, and before he knew it, the business was in his blood. "I guess the profession found me," he says. "It wasn't a conscious decision."
Eighteen years later he's cooked his way around the globe in places like the South of France and Germany, working in five-star hotels and other settings. Wood "believes in natural flavor combinations that make sense and please the palate and make a nice presentation. The science of cooking is a constant source of excitement for me. I love to play with food!"
He's currently the chef aboard the 126-foot Trinity Big Easy and says he wouldn't trade being a megayacht chef for anything. Although his average day is 16 hours long, cooking aboard has allowed him to travel to places he never thought he would, and he loves that his kitchen, as opposed to one in a restaurant, overlooks whatever exotic place in the world he is. Some of the more memorable places he's been fortunate enough to have visited over the years include the Cote D'Azur, Corsica, the U.S. and British Virgin Islands, southeast Alaska, and the Mexican Riviera.
One thing Wood doesn't seem to love is people's phobia of chocolate these days; to him it's the equivalent of taste-bud suicide. "Everyone is on some sort of extreme diet, and I am sad that so many palates are being deprived of pleasure," he explains. "I wish I could make people believe that eating a small, tasty dessert will reduce their stress, but it's an uphill battle! It can be a chore to make great pastries and desserts using Splenda."
His favorite dessert? He doesn't have one. When he creates a dessert he's happy with, he reuses the base and plays around with new sauces and garnishes to punch it up, which ultimately depend on the season, the quality of the product, and his mood.
Big Easy charters at a rate of $72,000 per week in Mexico and Alaska.
The Sacks Group Phone: (954) 764-7742. www.sacksyachts.com.
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Texas State Parks Open, Unaffected by Federal Shutdown
AUSTIN–As the federal budget impasse persists well into the second week, the Texas Parks and Wildlife Department wants the public to know that the welcome mat is still out at the more than 90 Texas state parks.
"Although our federal partners are experiencing temporary closure of their sites, which we hope will reopen soon, Texas state parks remain open and our staff is eager to welcome visitors to the great outdoors," says Brent Leisure, Texas State Parks director. "Our parks expect to be especially busy since autumn is an extraordinary time to be outdoors."
A number of TPWD offices and state parks have reported receiving calls since the partial federal government shutdown on Oct. 1 from people wanting to know if state parks are still open. Many of the customer inquiries are coming from people who had been camping or had reservations to camp at Big Bend National Park, in national forests or at lake parks operated in Texas by the U.S. Corps of Engineers that have closed their gates due to the federal shutdown.
"Here in Austin, the Customer Service Center has been receiving a number of calls from customers asking if our state parks are open, which we assure them that they are," says TPWD's Ron Hoelle, CSC park operations manager. "The weekly calls to the Big Bend Ranch State Park line are up roughly a third since the shutdown."
Superintendent Barrett Durst reported Wednesday that the number of visits this month to Texas' largest state park that lies just west of the national park has hit 350, which is just shy of the total for the entire month of October 2012 last year. He attributes the increase to Big Bend National Park's closure.
On the Texas-Oklahoma border, Eisenhower State Park Superintendent Paul Kisel reports seeing considerable spillover from the more than 10 closed Corps parks surrounding Lake Texoma since Oct. 2 when campers had to vacate. He says the state park has been averaging 50 to 100 calls per day from people wanting to know if Eisenhower is still open.
Winter Texans expecting to make their usual sojourns to Laguna Atascosa and Santa Ana national wildlife refuges in the Rio Grande Valley, which remain closed, might want to consider visiting the three state-run World Birding Center sites that offer world-class wildlife viewing opportunities: Bentsen-Rio Grande Valley (Mission), Estero Llano Grande (Weslaco) and Resaca de la Palma (Brownsville) state parks.
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White Knuckle Necessity
Once our goals are properly set and we work to put them in manageable pieces so that we "don't choke" thereby allowing success to breed success, we have to hold on.
I will never forget the first time that I learned to water ski. I jumped in the water from the boat and was thrown the skis. With my life jacket keeping me afloat, I clumsily slid the skis on with an excitement I could almost taste. With the skis finally on, I was thrown the rope and given my instructions.
With my buddy's dad, at the helm of the boat, I received the two pieces of advice that were "guaranteed" to get anyone up on their first time. From his seat behind the steering wheel, he barked out that to get up, I had to keep the rope in between the skis. Then, he gave me the most important thing to concentrate on.
I was to hold on—no matter what, he told me that if I wanted to water ski, it was imperative that I hold on. He said that if I would, I'd eventually get pulled up out of the water. Once I was up, he was sure it would get easy and I'd figure it out from there.
The engine started up and the boat began to slowly move away. The rope became taught, and as it did, I didn't let that rope out from in between my skis for one second. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I am most comfortable keeping the rules. I'd been given two here and I was going to give all I had to keep them.
With the first part taken care of, I began to concentrate on the other piece of advice I'd been given, and over and over simply kept thinking, "Hold on. Just hold on."
With everything in place I took a big breath, looked at my buddies sitting in the group and called out, "Hit it!"
The boat's motor roared, and as the rope became taught, I looked down at my knuckles. They were white. I was holding on with such resolve—so tightly that the blood could no longer get through my fingers.
Holding on with all my might, the rope snapped tight and with a force I was totally and completely unprepared for, and yanked me forward.
I'd done everything I was told to the tee. However, with the rope in between my skis and my legs unprepared for the strength it was going to take to keep them straight, I flew head first through my skis and, like a submarine, I was pulled underwater for what seemed like the entire length of the reservoir.
I couldn't believe the water I was taking in, but I was true to the second rule and kept telling myself, "Hold on. Just hold on and you'll get up."
Of course, in the boat, they were having a good ol' time talking and laughing, forgetting to watch the skier (me), and when they finally did look back and saw me skimming just below the surface of the water, they screamed at the top of their lungs for me to let go. But I would have none of it. I was going to get up and knew that the only way I was ever going to get that done was to hold on. I have to admit it seemed an odd way to get up on skis, but I was going to keep true to the instructions I'd been given.
Finally, it was too much for my arms to bear; I let go, and floated to the top with a belly full of "Lucky Peak Reservoir" for my efforts.
Dedicated to get up, I got further instruction, and after a few tries, finally put all the pieces together and found myself upright on a pair of water skis. Up on those skis, behind that boat I looked around and realized I'd also found one of the real loves of my life.
In the end, however, I understood that his advice was right—If you hold on, just hold on, eventually you'll end up with success.
Success doesn't come every time; we all know that—especially on the first try. But, it does come, and most often to those who hold on to what they want with the same "White Knuckles" I used to hold on to that ski rope.
We have to decide what we really want and then hold on to those things with a "White Knuckled Necessity" if we want success.
If you want more money in 2010—a better job, less weight, more spirituality, better family relationships, or the like, you have to decide to use goals and resolutions to get there. However, that is more that just wishing for things to be different. Like anything worthwhile, it takes effort.
You have to make/set proper goals that are specific, have accountability and are measurable. You have to break the things you chase into manageable pieces, so you "don't choke" on your first try. Then you have to hold on. Through good times and bad, when you feel the goal is doable and when you don't you have a chance, you have to use the same mantra I used to learn to ski, "Hold on. Just Hold on!"
When you do, you find some of the real loves of your lives. I promise.
Here's to a fantastic 2010 filled with resolutions accomplished and goals achieved.
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Ultimate Tazer Ball allows players to zap opponents with stun guns
Sport at its best is electrifying but one new game takes the concept a little too literally by allowing players to tackle opponents by zapping them with stun guns.
Ultimate Tazer Ball allows players to zap opponents with 300,000-volt stun guns, to induce a muscle spasm which will make them drop the ball or trip over.
There have been no official games played but the sports creators insist it is genuine and claim they are planning to form a league.
A promotional video has been seen by more than 1million viewers on YouTube.
The games US inventors say the stun guns are designed to deliver eight milliamps of current well below the lethal dose of one amp but enough to test even the legendary ball skills of Barcelonas Lionel Messi.


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Wish I knew about this. Would have took him up on the offer.
Wow nice. I get to talk to Danny for a bit, and a free iphone 5? I'm sold.
I wonder who picked one up for him? Anyone from PD?
I enjoyed the story that was linked from the Granger story about JaVale McGee trying to give away free burritos to the first 10 people to meet him at Chipotle, and only one person came.
I guess I should get on Twitter...and quit my job.
Rush and I did both go to the same midnight Gamestop sale of Modern Warfare 3, by coincidence of course. I didn't pester him and no one else did, but I thought it was pretty cool actually. And it was the downtown mall GS which made him cooler to me.


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Just read this article, and decided from now on I will refrain from using == unless I really have no other choice, and use === instead.
A bit of a tough read, but very interesting: http://gynvael.coldwind.pl/?id=492
Especially the bits about STRING vs STRING are s-c-a-r-y :eek:
Let's gear this in the right direction, as I believe there could be uses for discussion on this topic. If you reply, "I like the article", or "that was interesting" or anything in between, be prepared to receive a fluff warning.
Please state what the article provided you with personally. Did it open your eyes to something you never knew? Did it make you all of a sudden understand a bug you've been trying to track down for the past few weeks, etc?
Do you have some recent examples where == produced unwanted results in your project and you had to switch to === or a different means of validating your condition?
To start things off, I've been using === and !== for years. I've been bitten more times than I can remember when using == or != to know that using them would be dangerous. Having input come in as a string being compared to a number constantly riddled me with unwanted results. It didn't take long before the use of === and filter_var (or casting) found their way into my toolset.
I remember when I first was learning PHP and finding out about this - I never understood why something with typed variables would allow comparisons like this. Especially with how half-***ed the conversion operators work. ugh!
Luckily for me, I learned about the === operators from day one and always used it.
I knew there were problems with that operator, but damn. I'm going to have a hard time getting away from it as I deal quite a bit with type juggling comparisons ((string)'5' === (int)5 //false (string)'5' == (int)5 //true) due to using MongoDb and constantly reading from CSV files. I did write a class to autocast within PHP, it works quite well so far, but I don't want to have to type cast everything I touch.
Those are some really out of the way corner cases in my opinion, even the string ones. Maybe it's just me, but if you find yourself wanting to use === on every comparison maybe, just maybe, you'd be happier building your site with Java, C++ or the like.
And as bad as PHP is for these sorts of shens, Java Script is worse.
Still, fixing these problems is the sort of BC nightmare that can't (or shouldn't) be done at the Minor revision level (that's a laugh. 5.4.0 is how different from 5.0.x now?) PHP 6 will need to be, in many ways, a do over. But who's going to pay for it, and if it's radically different will the PHP team be caught like the Python team dealing with two distinct branches of the code.
I already knew about "==". Am I forbidden from telling ScallioXTX that I think he found a good article? I've never been a fan of the fluff rule. SitePoint (and vB in general, as far as I'm aware) doesn't have an upvote feature. There's no other way for us to express agreement except to post and say, "I agree."[/ot]
I suppose I'll add an anecdote to make this less fluffy.
I remember back when Perl was the standard and PHP was new. PHP seemed to make every amateur mistake in the book. In addition to the bizarre "==" behavior, there was registered globals, magic quotes, broken URL-encoded parsing (it's actually still broken; we're just accustomed to it now), little or no OO support, little or no multi-byte support, and many other issues I've probably forgotten about. It boggled my mind why PHP was becoming popular.
PHP's only redeeming feature is that it evolves quickly, and a lot of these warts have been fixed. Of course, some warts like "==" still exists, but I can deal with that. Plenty of other popular languages, such as JavaScript or C++, have parts that we consider bad or dangerous. But we can use linters to force ourselves to only use the good parts. For JavaScript, we have jshint/lint. For PHP, we have CodeSniffer. I don't hear about it being used very often, but we could integrate it into our automated tests.
Don't forget about "Safe mode" yuckIndeed, I also wonder every now and again why PHP is so popular. It's not like it's the best language out there. I guess it's mostly due to it being easy to install so a lot of hosts installed it. Quite frankly, I would be quite happy to switch to another language, like perl, or Google Go, or maybe even something like erlang. And for those wondering, no, not Node JS.
Yes, it is always to the programmer to use the tool the right way. But it becomes quite a pain when a language has multiple right ways for some things and no right way for others.
For PHP 6 I'm hoping they will finally clear up the needle/haystack mess, use Exceptions for everything, and stop returning false for functions for which 0 is also a valid return value. Also get some consistency and change weird names like tempnam to tempname, etc, etc (I could go on for a while, you get my point).
All, nice, all unlikely, unless they use a legacy namespace to bottle up all the legacy functions.
True multithreading.
Plus it runs on a variety of operating systems (including Linux) which makes it a relatively "free" server when it comes to software (no licenses required). Of course, you still need someone with the know how to set it up, and set it up right, but that was a big advantage for the language.
Seconded! I've wished for that for a few years now (darn you .NET and the ease you make multi-threading become!!).
I'm not picking on you, ScallioXTX, I'd just rather not quote the whole thread.
As Mr Lerdorf once said, "PHP is ugly. It was meant to be ugly. If you don't like ugly, don't use PHP." [citation needed] It's not the best language out there, it's not even pretending or trying to be the best language out there.
I'd rather you (if you'd be so kind as to indulge me) not consider "switching" to another language. By that, I mean PHP is just one tool on your tool belt. Let other languages be more tools to play with: don't just swap your hammer for a scalpel. PHP will always, hopefully, have its place as a quick-and-dirty scripting language to just get stuff done. It may persist as something less "dirty" given the progress over the years, but I hope it will keep the rough-around-the-edges feeling.
All of which are terribly unlikely, whether you like that or not. For starters, the "needle/haystack mess" is really pretty consistent when you take a look at the string and array functions using "needle" and "haystack" parameters (have a look-see): if you were to broaden the scope of that mess to "argh why must I check the manual [or intellisense] for the parameters for every single function?!!! GRRRR!!" then I would be more inclined to agree with you.
Exceptions for everything has been discussed many times over many years by many people: it's still being discussed today. My own point of view, which you're more than welcome to disagree with, is that not everything in PHP is Exceptional. The last thing on earth I want to see happen is my script to bubble up an Exception because of some little notice that I can and have been thus far ignoring. PHP is forgiving, and I like that. I'm also ignoring the "returning false" point for now. Finally, what you might see as weird names another developer sees as old friends. PHP is primarily a glue language—a thin layer over lots of C libraries—and makes use of the underlying function names in the userland function API. The tempnam() function is a perfect example.
As for the original topic; my own concise thoughts on the matter can be boiled down to "go find a strictly typed language to play with" (really, do!).
This is what I don't understand. It drives me crazy. PHP has the audience of most beginner developers as it is THE language of the web. Fix this ship up and let it move onward, not even out of web, but give us the tools necessary to start creating new techniques for web as well as desktop.
Even other loosely typed languages do a better job. For example:
"foo" == 0
In PHP, this is true (bizarre). In JavaScript, this is false (makes sense).
The PHP team is fairly set in their ways. Also, there are language design mistakes throughout PHP that cannot be undone without major BC breaks. I don't have the time or the skill to fork it, though if I did I would.
Sweet, the discussion did ensue and progress
My personal thoughts are that he was referring to the order of the parameters (which is particularly noticeable with the functions that contain needle and haystack) are consistently in different orders (which I agree is true for other functions too, maybe not as noticeable though). This will be hard to fix, unless they implement it on a new namespace (as Michael Morris pointed out). However, that would need to be done in a wise fashion that is extendable towards the future, .NET did this several times and I think they managed it well, but it is definitely not to be taken lightly.
Again, I think that would be the point. If PHP considers a situation as a breaking error (think illegal cast, trying to act with an object that is null or unset), then those situations should produce exceptions now that we have them, but I digress, that change could be breaking for some production systems that depend on errors being presented as is (since it seems two different handlers would have to exist, set_error_handler and set_exception_handler -- granted not hard to fix in your code, but it does lead to a "functionality breaking change")
I think PHP has its plus and minuses, for me the plus is being able to quickly spin out code without having to compile it or set it up through configurations or "special project types". I like being able to quickly spurn out a CLI test or process for a proof of concept before spending time developing a full blown system. Could I do that in other languages as well, probably, however, I when I tried a few other languages things got in the way. Ruby kept trying to out-smart me by doing what it thought I wanted to achieve but I really didn't want to take it "that far". Perl was fine (no real complaints, but most systems I was working on didn't have it). Bash has worked well for times I just need to do something quick and dirty that will manipulate the file system or quickly allow me to repeat a task I do frequently (but try and go in-depth and you have a mess of code, that could easily be broken up better in PHP).
Although PHP's intention was never to become a big player in the world of programming languages, it did and I think it is finding itself in a odd position where it can either adapt to its status in the programming world and fix the underlying issues it has had since its inception, or it can sit idle implementing a feature here and there to keep it a relevant language. Time will tell if one path should have been taken or if it will still be "not that big of a deal" amongst developers and the industry.

PHP, PHP.NET
 (think search engines will actually pick this up as an h1 tag?)
I want this statement to start to show up in some search results for PHP in the hopes that it may reach the developers. I'd have it plastered all over the web if I could. Developers grow out of this language as I have been, due to it's shortcomings. This should no longer be the case given it's status.
I perform string comparison in php is the same as C – strcmp and strcasecmp. I haven't used == in years when comparing strings considering its inherit short comings. I don't really think I have used == when programming in PHP at all since discovering the problems with it.
When talking about function ordering and naming that isn't really an issue that should be taken up with php but C. PHP is mostly near direct API to the c string library. Except in PHP we don't have to worry about memory allocation, static libraries, shared libraries and all the other fun things that come into play when dealing with C directly. I think a lot of people that complain would do less if they really had to deal with C. I have had to deal with some C code lately for a custom PHP like interpeter and my appreciation for PHP has significantly grown because of it.
Regardless of the short comings go try to build a web app with C and see how far you get. I think you will have an entirely new perspective when it comes to PHP.
If you use strcmp a lot you might want to have a look at http://danuxx.blogspot.co.uk/2013/03/unauthorized-access-bypassing-php-strcmp.html.
That's like saying "If you don't like being slapped in the face, try getting kicked in the stomach; you will appreciate being slapped in the face after that". I'd rather not get slapped or kicked at all.
There was a good post over at phpsadness about this as well: http://phpsadness.com/sad/47
Interesting, I always use the type safe equality operator either way.


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GOATACRE opener Ed Wilkins feels one more victory, against Minehead this weekend, should be enough to keep his side safe in WEPL Premier Two after their latest win against Chard.
Following their impressive success against promotion-chasing Clevedon seven days previously, Goatacre edged to a four-wicket win in Somerset, with Ed Kilbee returned to the side with a bang.
Wiltshire left-hander Kilbee struck an unbeaten 82 from 70 balls to push the Goats over the line, as they chased down Chard's 233-6 with four wickets and four overs to spare to move 40 points clear of the relegation places.
For Wilkins, who made 38 at the top of the order, that's left Goatacre with a pretty simply task in front of them if they want to all but guarantee survival.
He said: "We've got Minehead on Saturday and we're 40 points clear of them and they're second bottom. If we can beat them, with Glastonbury looking miles behind, I think that will be us safe.
"That'd be good because two weeks ago we looked like we were struggling. To go down to Clevedon and win there and follow that up with the win on Saturday was pretty good. If we can finish it off this Saturday that should be us safe."
Wilkins paid specific tribute to Kilbee, who made an immediate and important impact on his comeback, saying: "It was a massive difference having him in there. He normally opens but because Jack and I have been doing alright together opening, he's come in three and Saturday he just didn't look like getting out. You always felt confident having him in there. It was good having him back.
"If they'd beaten us they'd be ahead of us and it was good to go down there and win, especially after losing the toss. It usually goes a bit lot down there in the second innings so we were a bit concerned, thinking we have to keep them under 200.
"The way it panned out, though, the outfield was quick and the track wasn't too bad. A 230 was about par."


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Every blog in the world has to run a story on everything Steve said last night and I will play along. What did we get? A new super light laptop the Macbook Air, a Network backup system for Time Machine called Time Capsule, a new Apple TV and iTunes Movie Rentals and more applications for the iPhone.
There is no reason for me to get into the specifications because they are all at Apple.com but here is what I thought was important to take note of.
While the Macbook Air is completely gorgeous and lust worthy, it won't make a great pro-audio machine because of what it is missing: a Firewire port. USB 2.0 is fast but it pushes data in packets and from everything I read it's not ideal for multi-channel pro-audio. In fact, I believe Digidesign does not even support USB 2.0.
Time Capsule is a good product. It gets the stack of Lacie drives you have for backup off your desk and hid away. I would have liked to see the concept go one step further and be a true network storage device instead of only for dedicated backup.
The new Apple TV paired with iTunes Movie Rentals is a game changer. The price is now just about $200 for the unit and it no longer needs to be paired to any computer. Once they get tons of movies available it will be like having Netflix but without having to wait for the postman. They have all the movie studios on board and the price for rentals is right on target. As a musician having YouTube, podcasts and flickr on Apple TV is fantastic. It puts your own content right there next to the big boys stuff, "Hey Dad… want to see my new music video?".
Lastly, there were new applications for the iPhone and iPod touch. The SDK is coming and later this year new iPhones. There are going to be tons of music software for the device. Mini sequencers, drum machines, controller apps. It's going be great!
What did you think of the announcements?


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As previously reported, NECA will be releasing a Ghostface action figure to coincide with Scream 4's theatrical debut in April. Based on the look of the killer in Wes Craven's popular horror film series, the 7-inch tall collectible will feature a buck knife accessory and soft goods robe, skirt and sleeves.
Now, according to an interview on Scream Franchise Examiner, fans will also be receiving a short-packed "zombie" Ghostface variant, as well as a sculpted skirt Ghostface. The "zombie" variant will be packed 2 out of every case of 8 Ghostface figures. The sculpted skirt Ghostface is a running change of the orginal figure to please those not happy with the half-sculpted, half-soft goods figure (see prototype image below).
The interview with NECA's Randy Falk states:
In addition to the Ghostface action figures, NECA will also be releasing a resin Ghostface Head Knocker.We have heard from some of the fan community that they are not happy with the mixed mediums and the use of soft goods which is disappointing but in an effort to please everyone we are going to make a running change in the production and switch to a sculpted skirt. That way both versions are on the market and those who don't mind the fabric and want to pose the legs more can buy the initial soft goods version and those who prefer the fully sculpted all plastic figure can wait and purchase that version. We listen and value the fan's opinions and want to try to satisfy everyone.


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Now the body is not made up of one part but of many. ... But in fact God has arranged the parts in the body, every one of them, just as he wanted them to be. —1 Corinthians 12:14, 18
Everybody has an anointing. The apostle Paul called anointings "gifts" in 1 Corinthians 12:4-11. They are God's gifts, which He graciously bestows on those who don't deserve them. The difficulty is, ambition gets into the picture, and some don't like it if their own anointing does not result in a high profile. Paul compared these gifts, which I am calling anointings, to the parts of the human body.
Some anointings—such as the eye or the head—have a high profile. Some anointings—such as the hands or the feet—have a lower profile. But whatever the function, they must all work together.
Some people have an anointing with no apparent profile at all—like the kidneys or intestines, which, despite their hiddenness, are indispensable. (See 1 Corinthians 12:23ff.) God's design is that there should be "no division in the body, but that its parts should have equal concern for each other" (v. 25). Paul draws a conclusion: "Now you are the body of Christ, and each one of you is a part of it" (v. 27).
There are those with a high profile, such as apostles, prophets, and teachers; and there are those in the background who have an anointing (not listed in 1 Corinthians 12:8-10) that the King James Version calls "helps"—a gift to help others (v. 28).
The question is, will we accept our own anointing? Or will we let ambition and personal drive for recognition get in the way?
Excerpted from The Anointing: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow (Charisma House, 2003).
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Part 1: 1978-1998
Beginning on May 28, 1978, and nine times since, Corvettes have paced the Indianapolis 500. But the car's involvement in the famed Memorial Day weekend race goes back much further, all the way to 1955. That year, three-time 500 winner Mauri Rose (then employed as a Chevrolet engineer) drove a '55 Polo White Vette on the Brickyard track several times, though not as a competition entry.
So why wasn't the Corvette selected to serve as an Official Pace Car-a decision that required both Chevy's and the Indianapolis Motor Speedway's (IMS) approval-for its first 24 years? To answer that question, we consulted Ron McQueeney, IMS Director of Photography, who has made the Brickyard his workplace for 39 years.
"Then and now, manufacturers submit what they would like to offer as an Indianapolis 500 Pace Car to the IMS," McQueeney explained. "Indy's marketing department, executive department, and the IMS Board select the car from the ones offered. The manufacturer and IMS work together to select the color and the graphics on the car. The minor details can change, even up to the month of May."
If a Corvette is submitted and approved, Chevrolet modifies three or more pilot- or production-line cars with light bars and additional safety equipment (if requested by IMS), and supplies them to the track. (Though the Indy 500 has specific requirements regarding pace-car horsepower and track-worthiness, all Official Pace Car Corvettes starting with the 1986 edition have passed these requirements in stock condition.) In addition, "Chevrolet provides additional Corvettes on a case-by-case, race-by-race basis, including promotional cars," Chevrolet Corvette Communications Manager Dave Caldwell says.
The Corvette Pace Car Registry (www.corvettepacecarregistry.com) groups the Indianapolis 500 Corvettes into the following four categories:
1.Pace Cars: These are the actual Corvettes used to pace the race. The number varies from year to year, but Chevy typically supplies three or more Corvettes when the car is selected to pace the race.
2.Track Cars: Chevy sends these Corvettes to the Speedway to be used by IMS officials and city VIPs (including the mayor, the police chief, media representatives, and others) during the month of May and at the race.
3.Festival Cars: The city of Indianapolis holds an Indianapolis 500 Festival Parade during May; each of the 33 festival-committee members is assigned a Corvette, which he or she drives during the parade and at other festival committee functions.
4.In addition, Chevrolet has often created limited-edition Indy 500 Pace Car replicas for sale to the public. These replica Corvettes are neither pace cars, track cars, nor festival cars, and they have no direct involvement in the race.
Now that you have a better understanding of Corvette's role at the Indianapolis 500, join us as we take a photographic look at the Vettes that actually paced the races. This month we'll feature the first half of them, from 1978-1998, and we'll conclude our two-part series next month with the cars that appeared from 2002-2008.


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Until The Flood: Repertory Theatre of St. Louis
October 12, 2016, 8:00 pm TO 11:00 pm
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Celebrated writer, performer and Pulitzer Prize finalist Dael Orlandersmith spent a week in St. Louis interviewing people from every corner of the region about recent social unrest. From these conversations, she has crafted a stunning piece that reflects the complexity of St. Louis. Orlandersmith's play is a mosaic of voices that tells our region's story without advancing any one viewpoint above others. A world premiere, commissioned by The Rep.