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Early Autumn Illnesses Are in Full Swing
Two Rivers Public Health Department is seeing an early rise of illness now that kids are back in school.
Long lasting colds, cases of pink eye and dehydration induced headaches as well as severe allergies are among the top reported cases so far.
Allergies have been especially severe this season for some, and experts say one simple task at night can help keep those allergy symptoms at bay.
"Make sure you don't go to bed without taking a shower. It's a simple thing you can do if you think about it. If you're outside maybe going to school or out doing your job those pollens are on you. So just showering off can make a huge difference," says Two Rivers Public Health Nurse, Marsha Carlson.
Keeping up with regular hand washing is always important, and Two Rivers also reminds to keep the bug spray handy because there are still chances to contract West Nile during this time of year.


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Imaging gaseous detectors and their applications
356 pages
February 2013
Table of Contents
I.1. Why is it necessary to detect photons and charged particles?
(from the structure of the matter and universe to practical applications)
I.2. Principle of radiation interaction with gases
I.3. History of developments and traditional position-sensitive gaseous detectors:
a) Spark chambers
b) Multi-wire proportional chambers. Why multi-wire proportional chambers revolutionized the detector developments?
c) Parallel-plate chambers
d) Resistive plate chambers (RPCs)
e) Time-projection chambers
f) Gas scintillation detectors and light emission chambers
II. Operational Physics of Gaseous Detectors
1. Townsend avalanches
2. Proportional mode of operation
3. Physics of photon and ion feedbacks
4. Geiger mode of operation
5. Streamers and breakdowns
6. Maximum achievable gas gains and the Raether limit
7. Operation at very high counting rates and the cathode excitement effect
8. Optimization of gas mixtures for the needs of particular measurements or requirements.
III. Recent Developments
III.1.Photosensitive gaseous detectors
1. Multi-wire chambers filled with photosensitive gases
2. Multi-wire and parallel-plate chambers combined with solid photocathodes
III.2. Micropattern gaseous detectors-a new revolution in the detector developments
1. Microstrip gas chambers
2. Microdot gas chambers
3. Microgap parallel-plate chambers and MICROMEGAS
4. Capillary plates, GEMs, GEMs with resistive electrodes
5. LEAK detector and other new designs of micropattern gaseous detectors
6. Operational physics of micropattern gaseous detectors
a) What determines the maximum achievable gain in the micropattern gaseous detectors?
b) Raether limit in the case of the micropattern detectors
c) Cathode excitement effect
7. New possibilities in measurements offered by micropattern gaseous detectors
a) Very high position resolution detectors
b) Micropattern photo-detectors
IV. Applications of Position-Sensitive Gaseous Detectors
1. High energy physics (latest applications of position gaseous detectors in high energy physics experiments for tracking, muon detection and Cherenkov light detection)
2. Astrophysics and search of dark matter (flight and ground experiments)
3. Plasma diagnostics
4. Medicine and biology (full body x-ray scanners, heart diagnostics, mammographic scanners, portal imaging devices for advanced radiotherapy, biological imaging devices, PETs (RPC and high pressure capillary tubes)
5. Industrial and homeland security (crystallographic industrial imaging devices, airport x-ray scanners, muon tomography, UV visualization; recent developments: Rn and Po monitors, detectors of flames and dangerous gases)
V. Conclusions
The role of gaseous detectors in the greatest scientific discoveries, important applications, their possible future and their place with respect to other position-sensitive detectors (solid state, vacuum, liquid?).
Author Information
Dr. Eugenio Nappi is Director of Research at the INFN (Italian Institute for Research in Nuclear Physics). Since the beginning of his career, he has had a keen interest in the experimental aspects of CERN's physics program of ultra-relativistic collisions of heavy ions at the SPS and subsequently, in the conception and development of the ALICE experiment at the LHC. He is the author and co-author of more than 200 papers published in international journals as well as member of the International Scientific Advisory and Organizing Committees in several conferences and workshops on nuclear physics instrumentation.
Prof. Vladimir Peskov is a chief scientist at the Institute for Chemical Physics Russian Academy of Sciences (RAS). He worked in the Physics Laboratory RAS led by P. L. Kapitza where he discovered and studied a new type of plasma instability. In 1986 he obtained an Associate Scientist position at CERN in G. Charpak's group and later spent most of his career working at various Scientific Institutions (CERN, Fermi National Laboratory, NASA and the Royal Institute of Technology, Sweden) on the instrumentation for high energy physics, astrophysics and medicine. He is the author and co-author of more than one hundred publications and twelve International Patents, member of the International Scientific Advisory and Organizing Committees in several conferences and workshops on instrumentation for high energy physics.
"Each of us will find in this book some corner of our own memory, the significance of our own gaseous detector in recent and current experiments, together with a touch of the new in exploring the many possible applications of gas counters in medicine, biology or homeland security and – when closing the book – the compelling need to stay in the lab. Chapeau!." (CERN Courier, 26 April 2013)

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Christ's Table served a record breaking amount of meals in the month of June.
The non-profit organization served over 10,000 meals last month, doubling the amount of children served. Keely Warden,Executive Director of Christ's Table, explained the spike in meals served during the summer months.
"Our numbers double in the summer as opposed to the winter because the kids are out of school and we encourage our families to come in and enjoy a hot meal, we want the kids to continue the nutrition they get with their meals at school and stay healthy during the summer," said Warden.
As the amount of meals goes up, so does the amount of volunteers needed to keep the operation running. Many students and youth groups come to Christ's Table over the summer and lend a hand. Volunteer Branden Head said he's grateful to see what the Christ Table is doing.
"It's actually been a blessing to me to see people getting fed because a lot of people, at least in Akron, you actually have to pay to get fed so I think Christ Table is a blessing to these people," said Head.
Christ's table will continue to serve free meals everyday and Warden said they are very thankful for the communities support in their continued operation.


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Name: Robert STEPHENSON 1 2 Sex: M Birth: 1723 in Roxburshire, Scotland 2 Death: AFT. 1772 in England 2 _NAMS: Pronounced Stinson, spelled Stinson in some SC records Emigration: 1740 Age 18, To Ballymoney, county Antrim, North Ireland,Ulster 2 Emigration: 1772 Robert, about 50 years old, returns to Roxburgh,Scotland with young son, Robert Jr., then aged 20. 3 2 Emigration: 1773 Father and son crossed border into CountyNorthumberland, England seeking work. 2 Religion: ABT. 1743 Covenanters (Reformed Presbyterian) 2 Religion: 1753 Presbytery disrupted, no Covenanter minister 2 Religion: 1757 Rev. Wm. Martin, Univ. of Glasgow, arrived 2 PROP: 1770 Earl of Donegal's leases expired. He raised rents so highthat few people could afford to pay them. 3 2 PROP: 1772 Many evictions 2
Father: Henry Stinson Stephenson b: 1698 in Near Jedburgh, Ricalton, Oxnam Parish, Roxburgh County, Scotland
Mother: Ann Curlett White b: in Scotland
Marriage 1 Agnes McClelland b: 1730 in Antrim, County Antrim, Northern Ireland
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CHARLOTTE, N.C. — Amidst a doping scandal involving five of their players, including two starters, Mexico managed yet another 5-0 Group A rout, this time against Cuba on Thursday night at Bank of America Stadium.
Braces from hot striker Javier "Chicharito" Hernández and Giovani dos Santos and another goal from Aldo de Nigris helped Mexico soar with style into the quarterfinals of the Gold Cup. Cuba, on the other hand, wave farewell to the tournament with one match remaining.
As was expected, Mexico came out firing against a weaker team. Just three minutes in, Giovani made a breaking run along the right flank to feed a clean ball to Chicharito, who sent his shot just wide of the goal.
READ: Five Mexico players test positive for banned substance
Surprisingly, Cuba answered right back through Roberto Linares. After seeing Mexico goalkeeper Alfredo Talavera come off his line, the striker tried to put the ball over his opponent but instead sent it wide.
It didn't take long for Chicharito to again fire off a warning. In the eighth minute, the Manchester United starlet found himself with just Cuba 'keeper Odelín Molina to beat. Chicharito wound up and let loose a shot, but Molina managed to put his hand on the ball to send it over the crossbar.
The Caribbeans stood tall and thwarted Mexico's advances, but El Tri finally chipped at the wall in the 36th minute. Winger Andrés Guardado sent a cross into the area that Chicharito met with his head to guide it home.
With their task of unlocking Cuba's defense complete, Mexico opted to save their arsenal for the second half.
If the first goal managed only to chip Cuba's wall, the barrier quickly crumbled in the second stanza when, in a span of 14 minutes, Mexico sunk in the remaining for goals of their haul on Thursday night.
First, Pablo Barrera sent in a cross to Giovani in the 63rd minute. The speedy Mexican managed to beat the defender to the ball to put Mexico ahead 2-0 and put Cuba's nightmare into full swing.
Two minutes later, second-half substitute de Nigris struck gold. After coming on for Barrera, the forward tallied Mexico's third goal off a pass from Chicharito.
In the 68th minute, Giovani complete his brace by blasting in a dish from right back Efraín Juárez.
Not to be outdone, Chicharito complete his own double in the 76th minute. It was his fifth goal in the Gold Cup, which easily puts him at the top of the scoring department.
Cuba searched to pull one back during the remaining 14 minutes, but were denied by Talavera. Instead, it was de Nigris who almost made it three braces for Mexico on the night, but his late effort was ruled offside.


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Instead of reinventing the wheel, I've dusted off last year's gift ideas list and updated it for 2013 with new recommendations according to the currents ages and stages of my own kids.
I hope to present you with a few thoughtful choices rather than an over-abundance of things that will be turn into next Summer"s "junk." At my house we follow the Want, Need, Wear, Read philosophy and we try to stick with quality over quantity. You know I love toys that encourage creativity and the fewer batteries required, the better.
While you are making your lists, and checking them twice, here are a few great gift ideas for kids that are under $25:
1. Rainbow Loom
Rainbow Looms are one of the few recent trends that this handwork loving mama can get behind. Combining the friendship bracelet and potholder loom craze of my own youth, Rainbow Looms allow kids to make their own jewelry out of rubber bands. And kids are obsessed with them!
With an emphasis on dexterity, focus, math, and creativity, the rainbow loom makes this mom pretty happy. I'll admit that part of the reason I'm so excited to give Jillian one for Christmas this year is because I can't wait to play with it myself!
If you'd like to read another mom's perspective on this neat toy, my friend Mariah of Playful Learning has written up a post on Rainbow Loom and Growing Up in the Digital Age, including some video tutorials done by her own kids. Kristen of Happy Mom, Busy Kids has a DIY tutorial for a simple loom, too.
2. A Journal or Sketchbook
As my daughter gets older, keeping a journal is important to her. As a journal keeper of many years myself, I totally understand. A new blank journal and nice pens or makers is a thoughtful gift for your tween or teen that doesn't have to break the bank to be appreciated.
You could also go another route and print some of these FREE printable journal pages from Grace is Overrated and add them to a three ring binder. That, along with a package of new Sharpies, will be finding its way under the tree for my twelve year old this year and I think she's going to love filling in the pages and decorating her the binder in her own unique style. (I'm thinking about printing a set as a gift to myself, too).
3. A Kiwi Crate Gift Crate
Kiwi Crate, one of my family's favorite monthly subscription services, also offers single crates. These gift crates are under $20, come with everything you need to get busy creating, and would make a fun present for the creative child in your life. Kiwi Crate also has some mini-crates and stocking stuffer ideas. These are neat gifts for crafty kids ages 3 to 7.
You can read my previous reviews of Kiwi Crate here and here.
4. Artterro Eco Art Kits
If you are looking for some crafty fun for an older child, my twelve year old loves the eco friendly art kits from Artterro. Their art journals, with the variety of materials to invite personal expression, are her very favorite. Last year we were given a wool felt kit to try and that earned two crafty thumbs up, too.
One of our favorite family games is Spot It!
5. Board Games
I love to give family-friendly games. A new or vintage game under the tree is always appreciated by my family. Family game nights bring us together for some friendly competition. There are some fun new games out there, and new versions of classics.
Plus, I keep my eyes open at thrift stores and during yard sale season for new-to-us games. Second-hand games have character, cool graphic illustrations, and are usually found inexpensively. Just be sure that you're picking up a second-hand game that it includes all of its pieces.
6. Music and Audio Books
I believe that music and audio books are a gift idea that holds appeal for all ages. Last Tsh of The Art of Simple mentioned that her Dad burned a collection of CDs for her daughter of all of his favorite songs. Is that a seriously awesome gift for a kid, or what? Plus, what a cool way to bridge the generations.
Looking for some music and audio suggestions? Check out Jennifer Brown's website Swing Whistle Zing.
7. Support Handmade
I love to give my children handmade gifts, even if they aren't made by my own hand. Etsy is my favorite resource for this and Etsy Kids has an abundance of great gift ideas, no matter your budget.
A few great Etsy Kids items under $25 that caught my eye for 2013:
- Blue Ted Mohair Teddy Bear from Little Bear Company
- Mini Baby Waldorf inspired dolls from Polar Bear Creations
- Wooden Deer Family figures from Imagination Kids
8.Play Silks
Play silks are one of my favorite open ended toys for children and our tutorial on DIY playsilks continues to be one of the most popular on the blog. You can also purchase them from companies like Sarah's Silks or browse through etsy.
To stay under the $25 budget, I'd recommend either a set of smaller playsilks (the handkerchief size) or one large multicolored silk. Both can be used in a variety of ways for play and are a kid favorite at our house.
Source for silk blanks if you dye your own:
9. Books
I love to give books, the gift that keeps on giving in so many ways! We've recently discovered the Growly Books series, which my seven and five year olds are enjoying, and Jillian has been reading this Sherlock Holmes series for kids, The Sherlock Files by Tracy Barrett. My five year old loves The Jolly Postman and anything by Tomie dePaola.
And, books are another category where giving second-hand has a vintage appeal that is also budget friendly. Check out our Books & Music category for more recommendations.
10. Dolls
Boys and girls need something to cuddle and love. I think dolls are great toys, and we have a few that have become like part of the family. If you have the time and the ability, a homemade doll is a lovely gift, destined to become a family heirloom.
If you're looking to purchase a baby doll for your toddler, I have found the dolls from Manhattan Toys to be very good for their price point – we have the Sweet Pea Snuggle Pod doll and a Baby Stella doll and both have held up well to snuggles and everyday play.
For preschoolers on up, at this price point the dolls from North American Bear Company are well made and a good value in my opinion. My son has a Rosy Cheeks baby doll since he was four and my girls have especially loved their Big Sister dolls.
Looking for a big ticket item? My twelve year old is pretty excited about the Special Edition Harry Potter books with artwork by Kazu Kibuish. For younger kids, don't these rocker boards from Bella Luna Toys look fun?
What are some of your favorite budget-friendly gifts to give to kids?


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From: "W Jervois" <>
Subject: Re: TAKASTAD, Cape Colony
Date: Thu, 5 Jul 2001 14:47:11 +0200
In-Reply-To: <00bb01c10546$4decd1e0$25f3cba3@default>
This cannot be "Tarkastad", as the town was initiated in 1862.
Portions of the farms Schaapkraal and Boschfontein were bought
for the purpose of establishing the new town, which was proclaimed
on 29 July 1864. Prior to this, the Tarka district was administered
(in a loose sense of the word!) from Cradock.
Therefore, if Tarkastad is intended in the account, that particular
trek must have been at a much later date.
with best wishes
William Jervois Resident Genealogist, Albany Museum
Somerset Street, Grahamstown
South Africa
Tel: (046) 6222312 Fax: (046) 6222398
e-mail: International Code: 27-46-
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The Sigma Protocol
"May I get you something to drink while you wait?" The Hotelpage was a compact man who spoke English with only a trace of an accent. His brass nameplate gleamed against his loden-green uniform.
"No, thank you," Ben Hartman said, smiling wanly.
"Are you sure? Perhaps some tea? Coffee? Mineral water?" The bellhop peered up at him with the bright-eyed eagerness of someone who has only a few minutes left to enhance his parting tip. "I'm terribly sorry your car is delayed."
"I'm fine, really."
Ben stood in the lobby of the Hotel St. Gotthard, an elegant nineteenth-century establishment that specialized in catering to the wellheeled international businessman--and, face it, that's me, Ben thought sardonically. Now that he had checked out, he wondered idly whether he could tip the bellhop not to carry his bags, not to follow his every move a few feet behind, like a Bengali bride, not to offer unceasing apologies for the fact that the car that was to take Ben to the airport had not yet arrived. Luxury hotels the world over prided themselves on such coddling, but Ben, who traveled quite a bit, inevitably found it intrusive, deeply irritating. He'd spent so much time trying to break out of the cocoon, hadn't he? But the cocoon--the stale rituals of privilege--had won out in the end. The Hotelpage had his number, all right: just another rich, spoiled American.
Ben Hartman was thirty-six, but today he felt much older. It wasn't just the jet lag, though he had arrived from New York yesterday and still felt that sense of dislocation. It was something about being in Switzerland again: in happier days, he'd spent a lot of time here, skiing too fast, driving too fast, feeling like a wild spirit among its stone-faced, rulebound burghers. He wished he could regain that spirit, but he couldn't. He hadn't been to Switzerland since his brother, Peter--his identical twin, his closest friend in all the world--had been killed here four years ago. Ben had expected the trip to stir up memories, but nothing like this. Now he realized what a mistake he'd made coming back here. From the moment he'd arrived at Kloten Airport, he'd been distracted, swollen with emotion--anger, grief, loneliness.
But he knew better than to let it show. He'd done a little business yesterday afternoon, and this morning had a cordial meeting with Dr. Rolf Grendelmeier of the Union Bank of Switzerland. Pointless, of course, but you had to keep the clients happy; glad-handing was part of the job. If he was honest with himself, it was the job, and Ben sometimes felt a pang at how easily he slipped into the role, that of the legendary Max Hartman's only surviving son, the heir presumptive to the family fortune, and to the CEO's office at Hartman Capital Management, the multibillion-dollar firm founded by his father.
Now Ben possessed the whole trick bag of international finance-the closet full of Brioni and Kiton suits, the easy smile, the firm handshake, and, most of all, the gaze: steady, level, concerned. It was a gaze that conveyed responsibility, dependability, and sagacity, and that, often as not, concealed desperate boredom.
Still, he hadn't really come to Switzerland to do business. At Kloten, a small plane would take him to St. Moritz for a ski vacation with an extremely wealthy, elderly client, the old man's wife, and his allegedly beautiful granddaughter. The client's arm-twisting was jovial but persistent. Ben was being fixed up, and he knew it. This was one of the hazards of being a presentable, well-off, "eligible" single man in Manhattan: his clients were forever trying to set him up with their daughters, their nieces, their cousins. It was hard to say no politely. And once in a while he actually met a woman whose company he enjoyed. You never knew. Anyway, Max wanted grandchildren.
Max Hartman, the philanthropist and holy terror, the founder of Hartman Capital Management. The self-made immigrant who'd arrived in America, a refugee from Nazi Germany, with the proverbial ten bucks in his pocket, had founded an investment company right after the war, and relentlessly built it up into the multibillion-dollar firm it was now. Old Max, in his eighties and living in solitary splendor in Bedford, New York, still ran the company and made sure no one ever forgot it.
It wasn't easy working for your father, but it was even harder when you had precious little interest in investment banking, in "asset allocation" and "risk management," and in all the other mind-numbing buzzwords.
Or when you had just about zero interest in money. Which was, he realized, a luxury enjoyed mainly by those who had too much of it. Like the Hartmans, with their trust funds and private schools and the immense Westchester County estate. Not to mention the twenty-thousandacre spread near the Greenbriar, and all the rest of it.
Until Peter's plane fell out of the sky, Ben had been able to do what he really loved: teaching, especially teaching kids whom most people had given up on. He'd taught fifth grade in a tough school in an area of Brooklyn known as East New York. A lot of the kids were trouble, and yes, there were gangs and sullen ten-year-olds as well armed as Colombian drug lords. But they needed a teacher who actually gave a damn about them. Ben did give a damn, and every once in a while he actually made a difference to somebody's life.
When Peter died, however, Ben had been all but forced to join the family business. He'd told friends it was a deathbed promise exacted by his mother, and he supposed it was. But cancer or no cancer, he could never refuse her anyway. He remembered her drawn face, the skin ashen from another bout of chemotherapy, the reddish smudges beneath her eyes like bruises. She'd been almost twenty years younger than Dad, and he had never imagined that she might be the first to go. Work, for the night cometh, she'd said, smiling bravely. Most of the rest she left unspoken. Max had survived Dachau only to lose a son, and now he was about to lose his wife. How much could any man, however powerful, stand?
"Has he lost you, too?" she had whispered. At the time, Ben was living a few blocks from the school, in a sixth-floor walk-up in a decrepit tenement building where the corridors stank of cat urine and the linoleum curled up from the floors. As a matter of principle, he refused to accept any money from his parents.
"Do you hear what I'm asking you, Ben?"
"My kids," Ben had said, though there was already defeat in his voice. "They need me."
"He needs you," she'd replied, very quietly, and that was the end of the discussion.
So now he took the big private clients out to lunch, made them feel important and well cared for and flattered to be cosseted by the founder's son. A little furtive volunteer work at a center for "troubled kids" who made his fifth-graders look like altar boys. And as much time as he could grab traveling, skiing, parasailing, snowboarding, or rock-climbing, and going out with a series of women while fastidiously avoiding settling down with any of them.
Old Max would have to wait.
Suddenly the St. Gotthard lobby, all rose damask and heavy dark Viennese furniture, felt oppressive. "You know, I think I'd prefer to wait outside," Ben told the Hotelpage. The man in the loden-green uniform simpered, "Of course, sir, whatever you prefer."
Ben stepped blinking into the bright noontime sun, and took in the pedestrian traffic on the Bahnhofstrasse, the stately avenue lined with linden trees, expensive shops, and cafes, and a procession of financial institutions housed in small limestone mansions. The bellhop scurried behind him with his baggage, hovering until Ben disbursed a fifty-franc note and gestured for him to leave.
"Ah, thank you so much, sir," the Hotelpage exclaimed with feigned surprise.
The doormen would let him know when his car appeared in the cobbled drive to the left of the hotel, but Ben was in no hurry. The breeze from Lake Zurich was refreshing, after time spent in stuffy, overheated rooms where the air was always suffused with the smell of coffee and, fainter but unmistakable, cigar smoke.
Ben propped his brand-new skis, Volant Ti Supers, against one of the hotel's Corinthian pillars, near his other bags, and watched the busy street scene, the spectacle of anonymous passersby. An obnoxious young businessman braying into a cell phone. An obese woman in a red parka pushing a baby carriage. A crowd of Japanese tourists chattering excitedly. A tall middle-aged man in a business suit with his graying hair pulled back in a ponytail. A deliveryman with a box of lilies, attired in the distinctive orange and black uniform of Blumchengallerie, the upscale flower chain. And a striking, expensively dressed young blonde, clutching a Festiner's shopping bag, who glanced generally in Ben's direction, and then glanced at him again-quickly, but with a flicker of interest before averting her eyes. Had we but world enough and time, thought Ben. His gaze wandered again. The sounds of traffic were continuous but muted, drifting in from the Lowenstrasse, a few hundred feet away. Somewhere nearby a high-strung dog was yipping. A middle-aged man wearing a blazer with an odd purple hue, a tad too stylish for Zurich. And then he saw a man about his age, walking with a purposeful stride past the Koss Konditerei. He looked vaguely familiar-
Very familiar.
Ben did a double-take, peered more closely. Was that--could that really be--his old college buddy Jimmy Cavanaugh? A quizzical smile spread over Ben's face.
Jimmy Cavanaugh, whom he'd known since his sophomore year at Princeton. Jimmy, who'd glamorously lived off-campus, smoked unfiltered cigarettes that would have choked an ordinary mortal, and could drink anybody under the table, even Ben, who had something of a reputation in that regard. Jimmy had come from a small town in western upstate New York called Homer, which supplied him with a storehouse of tales. One night, after he taught Ben the finer points of downing Tequila shots with beer chasers, Jimmy had him gasping for breath with his stories about the town sport of "cow tipping." Jimmy was rangy, sly, and worldly, had an immense repertory of pranks, a quick wit, and the gift of gab. Most of all, he just seemed more alive than most of the kids Ben knew: the clammy-palmed preprofessionals trading tips about the entrance exams for law school or B-school, the pretentious French majors with their clove cigarettes and black scarves, the sullen burn-out cases for whom rebellion was found in a bottle of green hair dye. Jimmy seemed to stand apart from all that, and Ben, envying him his simple ease with himself, was pleased, even flattered by the friendship. As so often happens, they'd lost touch after college; Jimmy had gone off to do something at the Georgetown School of Foreign Service, and Ben had stayed in New York. Neither of them was big on college nostalgia, and then distance and time had done their usual job. Still, Ben reflected, Jimmy Cavanaugh was probably one of the few people he actually felt like talking to just now.
Jimmy Cavanaugh--it was definitely Jimmy--was now near enough that Ben could see that he was wearing an expensive-looking suit, under a tan trench coat, and smoking a cigarette. His build had changed: he was broader-shouldered now. But it was Cavanaugh for sure.
"Jesus," Ben said aloud. He started down the Bahnhofstrasse toward Jimmy, then remembered his Volants, which he didn't want to leave unattended, doormen or no doormen. He picked the skis up, hefted them over one shoulder, and walked toward Cavanaugh. The red hair had faded and receded a bit, the once-freckled face was a little lined, he was wearing a two-thousand-dollar Armani suit, and what the hell was he doing in Zurich of all places? Suddenly they made eye contact.
Jimmy broke out in a wide grin, and he strode toward Ben, an arm outstretched, the other in the pocket of his trench coat.
"Hartman, you old dog," Jimmy crowed from a few yards away. "Hey, pal, great to see you!"
"My God, it really is you!" Ben exclaimed. At the same time, Ben was puzzled to see a metal tube protruding from his old friend's trench coat, a silencer, he now realized, the muzzle pointing directly up at him from waist level.
It had to be some bizarre prank, good old Jimmy was always doing that kind of thing. Yet just as Ben jokingly threw his hands up in the air and dodged an imaginary bullet, he saw Jimmy Cavanaugh shift his right hand ever so slightly, the unmistakable motions of someone squeezing a trigger.
What happened next took a fraction of a second, yet time seemed to telescope, slowing almost to a halt. Reflexively, abruptly, Ben swung his skis down from his right shoulder in a sharp arc, trying to scuttle the weapon but in the process slamming his old friend hard in the neck.
An instant later-or was it the same instant?-he heard the explosion, felt a sharp spray on the back of his neck as a very real bullet shattered a glass storefront just a few feet away.
This couldn't be happening!
Caught by surprise, Jimmy lost his balance and bellowed in pain. As he stumbled to the ground, he flung out a hand to grab the skis. One hand. The left. Ben felt as if he'd swallowed ice. The instinct to brace yourself when you stumble is strong: you reach out with both hands, and you drop your suitcase, your pen, your newspaper. There were few things you wouldn't drop-few things you'd still clutch as you fell.
The gun was real.
Ben heard the skis clatter to the sidewalk, saw a thin streak of blood on the side of Jimmy's face, saw Jimmy scrambling to regain his orientation. Then Ben lurched forward and, in a great burst of speed, took off down the street.
The gun was real. And Jimmy had fired it at him. Ben's path was obstructed by crowds of shoppers and businessmen hurrying to lunch appointments, and as he wove through the crowd he collided with several people, who shouted protests. Still he vaulted ahead, running as he'd never run before, zigzagging, hoping that the irregular pattern would make him an elusive target.
What the hell was going on? This was madness, absolute madness!
He made the mistake of glancing behind him as he ran, inadvertently slowing his pace, his face now a flashing beacon to a once-friend who for some unfathomable reason seemed bent on killing him. Suddenly, barely two feet away, a young woman's forehead exploded in a mist of red.
Ben gasped in terror.
Jesus Christ!
No, it couldn't be happening, this wasn't reality, this was some bizarre nightmare--
He saw a small scattering of stone fragments, as a bullet pitted the marble facade of the narrow office building he was racing past. Cavanaugh was on his feet and running, now just fifty feet or so away from Ben, and though he had to fire in midstride, Cavanaugh's aim was still unnervingly good.
He's trying to kill me, no, he's going to kill me--
Ben feinted suddenly to the right, then jerked to the left, leaping forward as he did. Now he ran flat out. On the Princeton track team, he was an eight-hundred-meter man, and, fifteen years later, he knew his only chance for survival was to find a surge of speed inside him. His sneakers weren't made for running, but they'd have to do. He needed a destination, a clear goal, an endpoint: that was always the key. Think, dammit! Something clicked in his head: he was a block away from the largest underground shopping arcade in Europe, a garish, subterranean temple of consumption known as Shopville, beneath and adjacent to the main train station, the Hauptbahnhof. In his mind's eye, he saw the entrance, the bank of escalators at the Bahnhofplatz; it was always quicker to enter there and walk underneath the square than to fight through the crowds that typically thronged the streets above. He could seek refuge underground in the arcade. Only a madman would dare chase him down there. Ben sprinted now, keeping his knees high, his feet ghosting along with great soft strides, falling back into the discipline of the speed laps he used to devour, conscious only of the breeze at his face. Had he lost Cavanaugh? He didn't hear his footsteps anymore, but he couldn't afford to make any assumptions. Single-mindedly, desperately, he ran.
The blond woman with the Festiner's bag folded up her tiny cellular phone and placed it in a pocket of her azure Chanel suit, her pale glossy lips compressed in a small moue of annoyance. At first everything had gone like--well, like clockwork. It had taken her a few seconds to decide that the man standing in front of St. Gotthard was a probable match. He was clearly in his mid-thirties, with an angular face and strong jaw, curly brown hair flecked with gray, and hazel-green eyes. A pleasantlooking fellow, she supposed, handsome, even; but not so distinctive that she had been able to ensure a definite identification from this distance. That was of no consequence. The shooter they'd chosen could make the identification; they'd made sure of that.
Now, however, matters seemed less than perfectly controlled. The target was an amateur; there was little chance he would survive an encounter with a professional. Still, amateurs made her uneasy. They made mistakes, but erratic, unpredictable ones, their very naivete defying rational prediction, as the subject's evasive actions had demonstrated. His wild, protracted escape attempt would merely postpone the inevitable. And yet it was all going to take time--the one thing that was in short supply. Sigma One would not be pleased. She glanced at her small, bejeweled wristwatch, retrieved the phone, and made one more call.
Winded, his starved muscles screaming for oxygen, Ben Hartman paused at the escalators to the arcade, knowing he had to make a split-second decision. 1. UNTERGESCHOSS SHOPVILLE read the blue overhead sign. The down escalator was crowded with shoppers laden with bags and strollers; he'd have to use the up escalator, which had relatively few riders. Ben charged down it, elbowing aside a young couple who were holding hands and blocking his path. He saw the startled looks his actions had provoked, looks that mingled dismay and derision.
Now he raced through the underground arcade's central atrium, his feet scudding along the black rubberized floor, and he allowed himself a glimmer of hope before he realized the error he'd made. From all around him arose screams, frenzied shouting. Cavanaugh had followed him here, into this enclosed, contained space. In the mirrored facade of a jewelry store, he caught a glimpse of muzzle fire, a burst of yellow-white. Instantly, a bullet tore through the burnished mahogany panels of a travel bookstore, exposing the cheap fiberboard beneath. Everywhere was pandemonium. An old man in a baggy suit a few feet away clutched his throat and toppled like a bowling pin, blood drenching his shirtfront.
Ben dove behind the information station, an oblong concrete-andglass structure perhaps five feet wide, on which was mounted a list of stores, elegant white lettering on black, a shoppers' guide in three languages. A hollow explosion of glass told him that the information box had been hit. Half a second later, there was a sharp crack, and a piece of concrete fell heavily from the structure, landing near his feet.
Inches away!
Another man, tall and stout in a camel-hair topcoat and a jaunty gray cap, staggered a few feet past him before collapsing to the floor, dead. He'd been shot in the chest.
Amid the chaos, Ben found it impossible to distinguish Cavanaugh's footsteps, but, gauging his position from the reflected muzzle flash, he knew no more than a minute remained before he would be overtaken. Remaining in position behind the concrete island, he stood, to his full six feet, and peered around wildly, looking for new refuge.
Meanwhile, the screams crescendoed. Ahead, the arcade was crowded with people, shrieking, crying out hysterically, crouching and cowering, many of them trying to hide their heads beneath folded arms.
Twenty feet away there were escalators marked 2. UNTERGESCHOSS. If he could close the distance without being shot, he could get to the level below. His luck might change there. It couldn't get any worse, he thought-then he changed his mind as he saw a widening pool of blood flowing from the man in the camel-hair coat a few feet away. Dammit, he had to think! There was no way he could close the distance in time. Unless . . .
He reached for the dead man's arm and dragged him over. Seconds remained. He yanked off the dead man's tawny coat and grabbed the gray cap, conscious of baleful eyes upon him from shoppers cowering near the Western Union. This was no time for delicacy. Now he shrugged into the roomy overcoat, pulled the cap down hard on his head. If he was to remain alive, he would have to resist the urge to dart toward the second-level escalators like a jackrabbit: he had gone hunting enough to know that anything that moved too abruptly was likely to be shot by an itchyfingered gunman. Instead, he clambered slowly to his feet, hunched, staggering, weaving like an old man who had lost blood. He was now visible and supremely vulnerable: the ruse had to last just long enough to get him to the escalator. Maybe ten seconds. So long as Cavanaugh thought he was a wounded bystander, he wouldn't waste another bullet on him.
Ben's heart was hammering in his chest, his every instinct screaming at him to break into a sprint. Not yet. Hunched over, shoulders rounded, he staggered on with an unsteady gait, his strides as long as he could make them without exciting suspicion. Five seconds. Four seconds. Three seconds.
At the escalator, which had emptied out, abandoned by the terrified pedestrians, the man in the bloodied camel-hair overcoat seemed to crumple face forward, before the movement of the stairs took him out of view.
Inaction had been as strenuous as exertion, and, every nerve in his body twitching, Ben had broken his fall with his hands. As quietly as he could, he raced down the remaining stairs.
He heard a bellow of frustration from upstairs: Cavanaugh would now be after him. Every second had to count.
Ben put on another burst of speed, but the second below-ground level of the arcade was a virtual maze. There was no straight route of egress to the other side of the Bahnhofplatz, just a succession of byways, the wider walkways punctuated with kiosks of wood and glass that sold cellular phones, cigars, watches, posters. To a dilatory shopper, they were islands of interest-to him, an obstacle course.
Still, they reduced the number of sight lines. They lessened the chance of the long-distance kill. And so they bought him time. Perhaps enough time for Ben to secure the one thing he had on his mind: a shield.
He ran past a blur of boutiques: Foto Video Ganz, Restseller Buchhandlung, Presensende Stickler, Microspot. Kinderboutique, with its window crammed with furry stuffed animals, the display framed by green-and-gold-painted wood with an incised ivy pattern. There was the chrome and plastic of a Swisscom outlet . . . All of them festively plying their goods and services, all utterly worthless to him. Then, straight ahead, to his right, next to a Credit Suisse/Volksbank branch office, he spotted a luggage store. He looked through the window, heaped high with soft-sided leather suitcases--no good. The item he was after was inside: a large, brushed-steel briefcase. No doubt the gleaming steel cladding was as much cosmetic as functional, but it would serve. It would have to. As Ben darted in the store, grabbed the article, and ran out, he noticed that the proprietor, pale and sweating, was jabbering hysterically in Schweitzerdeutsch on the telephone. No one bothered to run after Ben; word of the insanity had already spread.
Ben had gained a shield; he had also lost precious time. Even as he sprang out of the luggage store, he saw its display window transformed into an oddly beautiful spiderweb in the instant before it disintegrated into shards. Cavanaugh was close, so close Ben didn't dare look around to try to locate his position. Instead, Ben charged forward into a crowd of shoppers emerging from Franscati, a large department store at one end of the cruciform plaza. Holding up the briefcase, Ben lunged forward, tripping on someone's leg, regaining his footing with difficulty, losing a few precious moments.
An explosion inches from his head: the sound of a lead bullet slamming into the steel briefcase. It jolted in his hands, partly from the impact of the bullet, partly from his own muscular reflex, and Ben noticed a bulge on the steel casing facing him, as if it had been stuck by a small hammer. The bullet had penetrated the first layer, had almost penetrated the second. His shield had saved his life, but only just.
Everything around him had gone blurry, but he knew he was entering the teeming Halle Landesmuseum. He also knew that carnage was still trailing him.
Throngs of people were screaming-huddled, cringing, running-as the horror, the gunfire, the bloodshed came closer.
Ben plunged into the frenzied crowd, was swallowed up by it. For a moment the gunfire seemed to have stopped. He tossed the briefcase to the floor: it had served its purpose, and its gleaming metal would now make him too easy to pick out of the crowd.
Was it over? Was Cavanaugh out of ammunition? Reloading?
Jostled one way, then another, Ben scanned the labyrinthine arcade for an exit, an Ausgang, through which he could disappear unseen. Maybe I've lost him, Ben thought. Yet he didn't dare look back again. No going back. Only forward.
Along the walkway that led to the Franscati department store, he spotted a fake-rustic sign of dark wood and gilt lettering in shrift: KATZKELLER-BIERIIALLE. It hung above an alcove, an entrance to a deserted restaurant. GESCHLOSSEN, a smaller sign read. Closed.
He raced toward it, his movement camouflaged by a frenzied rush of people in that general direction. Through a faux-medieval archway beneath the sign, he ran into a spacious, empty dining room. Cast-iron chains from the ceiling supported enormous wooden chandeliers; medieval halberds and engravings of medieval nobility adorned the walls. The motif continued with the heavy round tables, which were crudely carved in keeping with someone's fantasy of a fifteenth-century arsenal.
On the right side of the room was a long bar, and Ben ducked behind it, gasping loudly for breath, as desperately as he tried to remain silent. His clothes were soaked with sweat. He couldn't believe how fast his heart was thudding, and he actually winced from the chest pain.
He tapped the cabinetry in front of him; it made a hollow sound. Obviously fashioned from veneer and plaster, it was nothing that could be relied upon to stop a bullet. Crouching, he made his way around a corner and to a protected stone alcove, where he could stand and catch his breath. As he leaned back to rest against the pillar, his head cracked into a wrought-iron lantern mounted on the stone. He groaned involuntarily. Then he examined the light fixture that had just lacerated the back of his head, and he saw that the whole thing, the heavy black iron arm attached to the ornamental housing that held the bulb, could be lifted right out of the mounting bracket.
It came out with a rusty screech. He managed to get a firm grip and held it against his chest.
And he waited, trying to slow the beating of his heart. He knew something about waiting. He remembered all those Thanksgivings spent at the Greenbriar; Max Hartman was insistent that his sons learn how to hunt, and Hank McGee, a grizzled local from White Sulfur Springs, was given the job of teaching them. How hard could it be? he remembered thinking: he was an ace at skeet shooting, had reason to be proud of his hand-eye coordination. He let this slip to McGee, whose eyes darkened: You think the hunt's really about shootin'? It's about waitin'. And he fixed him with a glare. McGee was right, of course: the waiting was the hardest part of all, and the part he was temperamentally least suited for.
Hunting with Hank McGee, he had lain in wait for his quarry.
Now he was the quarry.
Unless . . . somehow . . . he could change that.
In a few moments, Ben heard approaching footsteps. Jimmy Cavanaugh entered stealthily, tentatively, glancing from side to side. His shirt collar was grimy and torn and bloodied from a gash on the right side of his neck. His trench coat was soiled. His flushed face was set in a determined grimace, his eyes wild.
Could this really be his friend? What had Cavanaugh become in the decade and a half since Ben had last seen him? What had turned him into a killer?
Why was this happening?
In his right hand Cavanaugh gripped his blue-black pistol, the ten-inch-long tube of a sound suppressor threaded to its barrel. Ben, flashing back on target-practice memories from twenty years ago, saw that it was a Walther PPK, a .32.
Ben held his breath, terrified that his gasping would give him away. He drew back into the alcove, clutching the iron light fixture he had just torn from the wall, flattening himself out of sight as Cavanaugh made a sweep of the restaurant. With a sudden but sure movement of his arm Ben flung the iron lantern fixture, smashing it into Cavanaugh's skull with an audible thud.
Jimmy Cavanaugh screamed in pain, his cry high-pitched like an animal's. His knees buckled, and he squeezed the trigger.
Ben could feel a flare of heat, a fraction of an inch away from his ear. But now, instead of drawing back farther, or attempting to run, Ben lunged forward, slamming himself into his enemy's body, pummeling him to the ground, Cavanaugh's skull cracking against the stone floor.
Even badly wounded, the man was a powerhouse. A rancid miasma of sweat arose from him as he reared up and vised a massive arm around Ben's neck, compressing his femoral artery. Desperately, Ben reached for the gun, trying to grab it but succeeding only in wrenching the long silencer up and back toward Cavanaugh. With a sudden ear-shattering explosion the gun went off. Ben's ears rang with a sustained squeal; his face stung from the blowback.
The grip on Ben's throat loosened. He twisted his body around, free of the chokehold. Cavanaugh was slumped on the ground. With a jolt Ben saw the dark red hole just above his old friend's eyebrows, a horrific third eye. He was suffused with a mixture of relief and revulsion, and the sense that nothing would ever be the same.
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Police officer and staff numbers are already at an "uncomfortable" level even before the latest cuts plan comes into effect, the body representing Norfolk's rank and file officers has warned.
Paul Ridgway, chairman of the Norfolk Police Federation, said he hoped services could be sustained despite the proposed job losses announced this week.
But he admitted: "The ongoing cuts will inevitably see a loss of invaluable skills and experience throughout the force."
Mr Ridgway said the axing of the plan to merge Norfolk and Suffolk's control rooms, which was opposed by Suffolk police and crime commissioner Tim Passmore, had inevitably had an effect on the number of jobs being cut.
But he maintains the focus should be on increasing, rather than reducing, officer numbers.
He said: "Due to changes in types of crimes and incidents reported, which generally need more policing hours to deal with, we believe there is a need for more officers going forward, not less."


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GW's Educational Leadership and Administration program has garnered national recognition from the Educational Leadership Constituent Council (ELCC) and is nationally accredited and recognized as a program of distinction by the National Council for Accreditation of Teacher Education (NCATE). Three programs of study are available: A Master of Arts in Education and Human Development, a Post-Master's Certificate and an Education Specialist degree.
The programs have been designed for the working professional in the K-12 arena and diverse school communities interested in various school-based and central office leadership and supervisory positions, increased responsibility in teaching, and advanced levels of professional responsibility.
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Gisela was born and raised in Puerto Rico, she moved to Washington, DC to attend graduate school. After a career working for the Department of Defense in Washington, DC and Massachusetts, she joined NECC with the first Title V grant, working at the Career Planning and Advising Center (CPAC) in Lawrence. At CPAC she helped students with their enrollment needs and managed the Mentor Program.She cofounded the Tertulias Club and coordinated the Hispanic Cultural Enrichment Program, providing a forum for students to connect with faculty and staff, and bringing local and national Latino figures, authors, journalists, poets and scientists to participate in the college's White Fund Lecture Series. Gisela is currently managing the implementation of the second Title V grant which supports the new Student Success Center in Lawrence, as well as programs and services designed to help students succeed at NECC.
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Britain's place on the United Nations Security Council would be "open to doubt" and its voice on other international bodies weakened if there was a "yes" vote, he suggested.
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And he renewed his warnings over the impact of any referendum on the UK's membership of the EU - saying quitting Brussels would also represent a huge blow to influence.
Appearing before a House of Lords committee, the 70-year-old former premier cited boyband One Direction as one of the British exports which help give the country an enviable standing across the world.
Television costume drama Downton Abbey and singers Adele and Susan Boyle were also on his list of cultural successes which "reflect a rather favourable impression on Britain".
Alongside language, democracy, the rule of law, the monarchy, the BBC, the Financial Times and the City of London as a financial centre, they had helped create an unrivalled profile, he suggested.
But - giving evidence to an inquiry into the role of "soft power" - he launched his strong attack on the idea of Scottish independence, which will be put to the vote north of the Border in September 2014.


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Linda Adams Nelson, aged 52 , passed away on September 17,2012, at her home in Provo, Utah, after a 24-year battle with Lupus/MS.
Linda was born August 10, 1960, in Spanish Fork, Utah. She attended Spanish Fork High School and Utah Valley Technical College. She was employed by Brigham Young University until she was no longer able to work due to illness.
After a record breaking streak of dating, Linda consented to be Gregg Nelson's cherished wife. They were married in September of 1990.
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She is survived by her husband, Gregg Nelson; her parents, Faye and Allen Adams; sisters, Diane Adams and Mary (Garry) Briggs, and brother, Douglas (Susan) Adams, and many nieces and nephews who adored her.
At Linda's request, a graveside service to honor and remember her will be on Saturday, September 22, 2012, at 11:00 a.m. at the Spanish Fork City Cemetery.
The family wishes to acknowledge all the devoted care provided by her faithful sister, Diane, and by her loving husband, Gregg; as well as her caregivers, all of whom have kindly and steadfastly assisted Linda for so many years.
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I have never committed any criminal act. I just moved to another state. After 6 months of not been able to find work, I contacted one of the company that I applied for requesting what the reason was that I didn't receive the job, they told me because I lied on my application saying I have been arrested twice and convicted. I did a background check under my name and it came up. as a result of that false accusation, I am now in debt, and now able to pay bills. Can you give me any advise on what to do?
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The results of the background check will show the name and date of birth of the individual who they are mistaking for you. Hopefully, it is the same name, but a different date of birth, and different addresses that you have never lived at. Perhaps you should hire a private investigator to look into why this is occuring.
I recommend you contact the company or governmental agency that provided you with the background check and notify them that your record is wrong. Ask them what their process is to contest an inaccurate record. They should be able to assist you in getting things cleared up. Even if they clear your record, so long as it's improperly recorded with the Clerk of Court, you're likely to run into a problem. As such, I suggest you hire a lawyer in the county where the record originated to file the necessary pleadings with the court to have the record corrected. This may require appearing in person before the judge or in some cases, you may be allowed to present an affidavit along with a finger print card that can be used for comparative purposes versus those that are on file for the person who actually perpetrated the offenses.
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BOLIVIA, NC (WWAY) – Oak Island celeb Jenelle Evans is off the hook for charges of possessing marijuana and breaking and entering. A judge dropped both charges today in exchange for her pleading guilty to having drug paraphernalia.
The 'Teen Mom 2' star will have to do 24 hours of community service and is on probation for one year. The judge says if she stays out of trouble during her probation, the drug paraphernalia charge will be dismissed.
Oak Island Police caught Evans and her boyfriend in an abandoned house earlier this year smoking weed.
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CHENNAI: A new bridge to replace the dilapidated Perambur Loco Works road overbridge would be built at a cost of Rs.8 crore.
The bridge is a vital link between areas in north Chennai and Ayanavaram and used by hundreds of vehicles every day.
On the request of the residents in 2006, funds towards construction of the new Perambur Loco Works road overbridge were allotted from the Member of Parliament Local Area Development Scheme (MPLADS). In addition to the Rs.4 crore from the MPLADS, the Chennai Corporation provided an additional Rs.1.3 crore for the construction of the bridge.
On account of a delay in inviting bids for the project, the requirement of funds for construction of the bridge had increased to Rs.8 crore now, Member of Parliament Dayanidhi Maran said. He was participating in a programme organised on Saturday by the Chennai Corporation to launch work to renovate the existing road overbridge. The renovation work of the facility would be completed at a cost of Rs.7 lakh.
He said he would contribute from the MPLADS the additional funds required by the Corporation for the construction of the new bridge. The work on the new Perambur Loco Works road overbridge would begin shortly, a press release from the Corporation said.
The release said that work on the Perambur flyover had begun and the project was expected to be completed by December. Mayor M.Subramanian and Chennai Corporation Commissioner Rajesh Lakhoni participated in the programme.
Source: http://www.hindu.com/2009/02/15/stor...1559000300.htm
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Padi grade separator
Padi grade separator to be inaugurated today
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HOPE ON THE HORIZON: The daily ordeal for motorists at the Padi junction may come to an end with the commissioning of the grade separator.
CHENNAI: Traffic pile-up at the Padi junction, which is a problem for hundreds of motorists any time of the day, may well be a thing of the past with the Padi grade separator being thrown open on Saturday. The facility will be inaugurated on Friday evening.
Hectic activity was noticed on Thursday with several labourers giving finishing touches to the grade separator. Work on the project began in 2005.
Officials of the National Highways Authority of India (NHAI) said the Rs.130-crore project has six ramps and an elevated rotary.
Several motorists, particularly from Red Hills and Ambattur, hope that their daily ordeal at the junction would end with the commissioning of the grade separator. Apart from reducing their travel time, the facility would also improve road safety in the area.
Traffic density at the junction, also used by hundreds of heavy vehicles every day, is estimated at two lakh passenger car units daily.
A senior official of the NHAI said that volunteers would be deployed for guiding motorists until they got familiar with traffic modifications at the Padi junction. Signboards would also be installed.
All vehicles crossing the junction would use the elevated rotary except those proceeding from Anna Nagar to Red Hills. This would ensure free flow of traffic on Inner Ring Road between Anna Nagar and Red Hills, the official said. High-mast lights had been installed in more than a dozen places on Inner Ring Road, he added.
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Padi Flyover getting inaugurated today:
As usual debris still not cleared, no lights, no sign boards
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i thought they could have allowed irr traffic temporarily over the flyover and completed those arms about a year earlier. that part of work was not complex and they had the necessary land. it was the arm from/to villivakkam over the rail track that took most time (as usual it is indian railways that is culprit, i suppose). this would have considerably eased the traffic at this junction much earlier and once completed and they could have changed the traffic flow as per the plan.
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Can vehicles negotiate the curve in the flyover easily? Like one of our forumers pointed out earlier (Mr. Krishnan CV, I believe), the "central well" appears quite larger. Is the parapet wall along the inner curve tall (and strong, of course) enough? Or, have they restricted the speed of vehicles?
Anyway, good to see another flyover functioning in Chennai.
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I can only pray that no mishap happens due to inadequate directions signs/lane marking, like the one happened on the kathipara.
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too many flaws with this, I don't know where to start. The whole think tank behind this need to be sacked
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The bridge appears really good. But my question would be why to have six ramps and rotary at one level up? Cant they have had the Rotary at the ground level and one normal elevated flyover structure(with 3 lanes on each side)? Couldnt it have cut the costs much? This is just my opinion, i am not a civil engineer and i might be wrong..
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Kathipara, Padi, Madhuravoyal, Koyambedu Grade separators are the main part of the connection to the Elevated Expressways and BRTS Corridors that are on the anvil with the IRR and other existing roads!!
These are really awesome and ambitious projects!! Kudos to them.. We wont see the real use of these grade separators now, but only when the Expressways and BRTS corridors come up!
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CM opens Padi flyover from hospital bed
The 125-Crore Grade Separator Will Help Ease Congestion At Padi Junction
Chennai: Chief Minister M Karunanidhi on Friday declared open the newly-constructed flyover at Padi junction, from his hospital bed through video conferencing.
The Chief minister is currently recuperating at Sri Ramachandra Hospital in Porur where he recently underwent spinal surgery.
The two-way flyover with approaches from Anna Nagar, Padi, Red Hills and Villivakkam sides will allow vehicles to cross the junction, where they used to be held up for an average of 30 minutes during peak hours, without congestion.
It would also eliminate delays due to signalised intersection, save travel time and decrease fuel consumption and vehicle operating costs.
Karunanidhi said the new flyover was constructed at a total cost of Rs 125 crore in four years. Appreciating the Union road transport and shipping minister T R Baalu for effective completion of the project, he said his party would continue to work for the welfare of the people.
In his address, T R Baalu said construction of the flyover work was taken up in February 2005 by the National Highways Authority of India. It took Rs 61.31 crore for civil work, Rs 52.81 crore towards land acquisition and Rs 10.58 crore for shifting of utilities.
Stating that the central government had allotted 15.28% of the total allocation of the 11th five-year plan for development of roads, he said the government was taking several steps to reduce road accidents.
The country witnessed 4.6 lakh accidents in 2006 in which 1.06 lakh persons were killed and over 5 lakh people were injured.
Stating that India saw one accident every minute and one death due to accident in every five minutes, the minister noted that it is the responsibility of all the citizens to minimise accidents.
State finance minister K Anbazhagan and electricity minister Arcot N Veeraswamy also spoke on the occasion.
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The flow path:
Upwards - towards Padi
Left - Anna Nagar
Right - Red Hills
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this padi flyover cost 125 crore in total, with civil works about 60 crores. kathipara i just found from some sources cost 260 crore with construction cost about rs. 100 crores. i don't belive padi junction requires a clover leaf kind of flyover. even if we did build such a clover leaf or a design that avoids criss-crossing at a much higher cost, it will not solve it because two free lefts should be elevated over the rail line (irr south - villivakkam and villivakkam - ir south).
so, possibly a total cost of rs. 300 crore if we attempted to make this junction a signal free one.
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I hope the lower area is maintained well...In chromepet the area below the flyover is full of dust,illegal shops and film posters....I hate film posters on flyover columns..
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They're juzz completing the flyover.. give them time to clear the debris!!
Even kathipara was like this... now its almost free of debris and they're starting with beautification!
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It looks like they have shifted the chaostic traffic from ground level to a higher level.
Multi level grade separator like Kathipara looks like a better design compared to this.
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County pay freeze sought during tax hearing
CAMERON—A frequent critic of county government attended Thursday's first public hearing on the county's tax rate and presented a list of 10 "issues of concern."
Wayne Horkheimer proposed a freeze on pay increases for all employees, asked the tax rate be lowered from 62 to 59 cents and questioned the need for new county positions in the budget.
County Judge Frank Summers told Horkheimer the issues he raised were part of the budget process and Thursday's hearing was to discuss dropping the county tax rate from 62 to 61 cents.
Horkheimer said the issues are part of the process which sets the tax rate.
Summers said a public hearing on the budget is scheduled for Sept. 14.
Another public budget hearing is set for 6 p.m. Wednesday, Sept. 2.
Summers said the Sept. 2 hearing was scheduled for evening after discussion that many Milam residents are not able to attend a morning meeting.
Cecil Pittman told commissioners his farm lost money last year and was losing again this year.
He a sked about appra isa l practices of the Milam County Appraisal District (MCAD).
"We (the county) have one vote on the appraisal district (board of directors) and that's all," Summers said.
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You may have seen a post I shared a little while back on Instagram about 'Embrace' the movie. I wonder if anyone googled Taryn? Or even saw the film? Possibly not, but I get it, everyone's busy and has so much to think about, let alone time to watch movies. But it's something I feel so passionately about. So I thought I would bring Taryn's story and message to you.
Taryn Brumfitt's Body Image Story
Mother of three, living in South Australia, found herself at the point where she hated her own body. After her third child she couldn't see past stretch marks, droopy boobs and wobbly bits. So she embarked upon an extreme training regime of diet and exercise. And achieved the 'dream body'- she even entered a body building competition.
Not the World's most unique story hey? But it didn't run the same course that those stories we often see in the magazines and on day time TV show: fat mum sad/thin mum happy. She felt crappy, really crappy. And it was there and then that Taryn decided to embrace the body she had. She chose to live by one of her most well know quotes:
This led to her posting a before and after photo unlike those many had seen before.
It went viral! millions of shares worldwide. Ashton Kutcher shared it- you may well have seen it on Facebook. It also led to her being contacted by hundreds of thousands of women who struggled with their bodies. inspired, she set out to travel the world and make a movie about our relationship with our bodies.
The movie was made in a nine week trip, and funded by a Kickstarter campaign. Tarryn meet various women, from body positive activists, a woman with anorexia, a "plus sized model", Ricki Lake, the list goes on.She discusses photo shop, models, health not being defined by fat or thin. It's heart breaking, joyful, honest and most of all relatable.
The strongest message of all is the affect all of this has on our children. And I guess that's where it has the biggest impact for me.
My Body Image Story
When I knew I was pregnant, and particularly when I learnt I was expecting a girl, it was a huge concern of mine that despite my best efforts she would continue on my behaviours and thought patterns. Because, at five years old I thought I was too fat to wear my leotard in gym class. At nine I wore my jumper all summer to avoid showing my arms. I was always a slim kid, but that's not the point, no child should be wasting their wonderful mind obsessing about insecurities in this way. By my teens eating disorders had me fully in their clutches, which ultimately led to me dropping out of my studies and weighing barely 40kg.
From that point onwards, slowly, with lots of ups and downs, I began to heal. Made up a year of College, got to University, and started work. By the time I met my husband I certainly had, at least to a peace extent made peace with my body. Called a truce at least. I had been warned that pregnancy can be a trigger for people with a history of anorexia, their body growing and changing rapidly and beyond their control. Despite feeling confident those days were behind me, it was also something I was mindful of, and apprehensive about. However I was very fortunate that I adored being pregnant and it only strengthened my rapport with my body. For me, growing and feeding my baby made me love my body. And shifted my priorities hugely.
Our Children's Body Image
I believe very passionately that children rarely do and think what you say. They do and think what you do. So I can tell her she's strong and clever and radiates beauty and health. But she's no fool, if I, her first ever role model for womanhood, am not practising what I preach, she won't buy it.As parents I'm sure we all want our children to have strong self esteem and self worth. But how many of us can truly say we have that established within ourselves.
I've created nine strategies to promote positive Body Image within our families:
- Don't make compliments automatically centred about appearance. Try; you are fast, you are strong, you are kind, you are funny.
- Chuck the scales out, your children are so much more than numbers and so are you. And teach the concept that size and health are largely unrelated. Thin doesn't automatically equate to healthy.
- Avoid making judging comments about others. Stop fat shaming, yourself, your peers, celebrities, just stop.
- Try to speak to yourself as you would your child, your partner, you best friend. You would never describe your child's tummy as disgusting, or legs an embarrassment.
- Fake it till you make it- stand in the mirror and tell yourself you're amazing. Do it daily.
- Moderate their media, I appreciate thats easier the younger they are. But so many messages are picked up consciously and subconsciously by the bombardment of images we and our children see each day. You may think the glossies on the coffee table go unnoticed but you'd be surprised. Older children, often more tech savvy than ourselves, can readily understand the powers of Photoshop and image editing. It's equally fascinating and terrifying to see those heavily adapted before and after. But it's also eye opening to know *its not real*, it's smoke and mirrors.
- If they say they 'feel fat', ask them what that feels like. We all have fat, we also have fingernails, yet most of us have said "I feel fat", few of us have "felt fingernails". Fat is not an emotion but can be used to describe a multitude of feelings, and act as a mask for true emotions.
- Encourage exercise for fun and enjoyment, not for "fitness" or to "earn your lunch".
- Educate them about food, where it comes from, how it helps us grow, and feel strong. Teach that food is to be enjoyed, not feared, nor used in place of love.
If you are finding any of this highly emotive, and would like some professional support, you can contact the Eating Disorder association here, weight does not dictate if you have an eating disorder, your relationship with food and your body does.
I hope this helps and provokes some thought and discussion on the subject in your home. The movie Embrace is still available to see in the Uk link here. Or available soon via iTunes. And you can read more about Taryn and the Body Image Movement here


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No one looks too good in Apple's fight with David Einhorn. The Greenlight Capital founder scored a legal point, but better governance wasn't his main objective. Apple comes off amateurish. The California Public Employee' Retirement System (Calpers), despite worthy shareholder-friendly aims, seems careless. The U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission also missed a trick.
The general bumbling leaves Mr. Einhorn least blemished. He wants Apple to issue preferred stock to his own specifications, and doesn't like a provision the company planned to put to shareholders at Wednesday's annual meeting that would have made it impossible for the board to do so, at least without shareholder approval. So he sued to block the vote based on Apple's combining of the issue with several others. He won – but not on the merits of his "iPref" idea.
Apple, presumably thanks in part to its lawyers, ends up the worst for wear. Chief executive officer Tim Cook called Mr. Einhorn's lawsuit a "silly sideshow," but the SEC's rules make clear companies can't combine separate matters into one vote. Even without legal certainty – the judge acknowledged the issue has received scant court attention – the simple and safe, not to mention gracious, move would have been to untether the proposed changes when the issue came up, even if it meant delaying them. Other companies are now surely scouring their proxy statements for similar transgressions.
Then there's Calpers, which gave full-throated support to Apple. That's understandable in a sense because the package of measures included majority voting for directors as well as ending the board's ability to issue preferred stock without shareholder approval. Good governance could be threatened, however, if companies bundle dodgy proposals with sound ones – not to mention the questionable message sent by neglecting SEC rules.
The regulator perhaps isn't blameless either. Apple filed its proxy statement in December. As the judge noted, SEC inaction doesn't mean it has approved anything. Yet Apple, with its $420-billion (U.S.) market value, is the largest company under the watchdog's jurisdiction, so a degree of scrutiny is merited.
Either way, the end result is a distraction for shareholders, who now must wait to vote on desirable changes and figure out how to unbundle, in a different sense, Mr. Einhorn's legal victory from his preferred stock idea. It all takes more shine off Apple's halo.


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If asset returns have systematic skewness, expected returns should include rewards for accepting this risk. We formalize this intuition with an asset pricing model that incorporates conditional skewness. Our results show that conditional skewness helps explain the cross‐sectional variation of expected returns across assets and is significant even when factors based on size and book‐to‐market are included. Systematic skewness is economically important and commands a risk premium, on average, of 3.60 percent per year. Our results suggest that the momentum effect is related to systematic skewness. The low expected return momentum portfolios have higher skewness than high expected return portfolios.


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This chapter is REALLY good! The internal battle Lily feels about the Wolfsbane potion and the external battle with the Healer is so real, I love it!
Author's Response: Thanks! I always figured things would be very different in the real world than they were at Hogwarts, and Lily wouldn't really be prepared for that.
Love it! This is a really great story. Please keep writing! :D
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Bum bum BUUUM!! Oh goodness, what has she gotten herself into? Poor Sirius. I hope he feels better soon. James is a git but there might be a cure out there for it somewhere, yes? Let's hope so 'cause he needs some STAT. ;) Great chapter, can't wait for a review! ^^
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YAYAYAY!!! Good job! It's pretty good, and I'm finding the AU to be a breath of fresh air from the usual Lily falling in love with James 7th year story line. Furthermore, I like where it's probably (my guess) going. I'm looking forward to reading new chapters and seeing how the relationship between Lily and James starts. I'd also like to say that you're a great writer, however, I have three corrections: 1) It's Jane Austen 2) Charlotte Bronte wrote Jane Eyre and 3) Emily Bronte wrote Wuthering Heights
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This is really good so far! Interesting idea, and all of the characters are well written.
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Good chapter! Can't wait for next one! Interesting too! I didn't read that it was altentive universe so I was a bit confused but I get it now. :)
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JACKSON, Miss. -- Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia, in a letter to an Associated Press reporter received Tuesday, apologized for an incident in which a marshal erased her taped recording of Scalia's remarks to high school students.
Scalia's letter to reporter Denise Grones said he had "learned my lesson" and would make it clear in the future that recording his remarks for the use of the print media would be no problem.
"As I understand it from press reports, a United States Marshal erased, or caused you to erase, the tape recorder that you were using for the purpose of assuring the accuracy of your press report," Scalia wrote. "I imagine that is an upsetting and indeed enraging experience and I want you to know how it happened."
He said that with the exception of a few appearances on a PBS program during his early years on the Supreme Court, "it has been my policy to refuse radio and television coverage of my public appearances. I do that for the same reason I decline personal interviews by the media: It has been the tradition of the American judiciary not to thrust themselves into the public eye, where they might come to be regarded as politicians seeking public favor."
During the April 7 speech in Hattiesburg, Deputy U.S. Marshal Melanie Rube demanded that Grones and a reporter for the Hattiesburg American erase recordings of the justice's remarks. Rube said Scalia had asked that his appearance not be recorded.
When the AP reporter resisted, Rube took the digital recorder out of the reporter's hands. The reporter then showed the officer how to erase the recording. The exchange occurred in the front row of the auditorium while Scalia delivered a speech about the Constitution.
While Scalia normally prohibits television cameras from his appearances, his policy on the use of small audio recorders has not been clear-cut.
Newspaper and other print reporters typically use the devices to ensure the accuracy of quotations but not to record speeches or other remarks for broadcast.
In the letters to Grones and the Hattiesburg American reporter, Scalia said an announcement had been made during his appearance at William Carey College in Hattiesburg earlier the same day that video or audio recording would not be permitted.
"That announcement was not repeated at the high school, but the marshals believed (with good reason) that the same policy was in effect. Indeed, perhaps they thought the announcement had been made.
"I abhor as much as any American the prospect of law enforcement officer's seizing a reporters notes or recording. The marshals were doing what they believed to be their job, and the fault was mine for not assuring that the ground rules had been clarified. (To tell the truth, even if they had been clarified and some reporter had broken them, I would not have wanted the tape erased.)
"I have learned my lesson (at your expense), and shall certainly be more careful in the future. Indeed, in the future I will make it clear that recording for use of the print media is no problem at all."
Grones said Tuesday she was "happy Justice Scalia understands the value of a reporter doing his or her job. Print reporters usually depend heavily on their recorders to ensure accurate quotes, and that's what I was doing that day."
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Veronika La Fortune, the organisation's founder and president, offers children of different backgrounds, with varying physical abilities and of different nationalities the opportunity to come together to enjoy therapy and creative play. A release from Ansa McAl said this year Healing with Horses will host their fourth annual summer camp for approximately 100 children. The children will enjoy activities with the horses, sports, arts, crafts and cooking, among other things.
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An earlier law, the Mental Health Parity and Addictions Equity Act, already requires both individual and group health plans that offer both medical and mental health benefits to offer comparable medical and mental health benefits, and PPACA will expand access to mental health and substance abuse benefits, Muñoz wrote.
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