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The airboat captain is desperate to spot a gleaming pair of eyes. In the middle of the St. Johns River, in the redneck heart of Florida, darkness is deepening, and a chill envelops the swamp. For nearly five hours, six men have sat on thinly padded seats, wearing earphones to muffle the airboat's roar. They swat prehistoric insects off one another in silence. Wind rattles their jowls, slices through their jeans. They chew tobacco to distract their empty stomachs.
In the front seat is a pale, thin, 24-year-old former Army specialist with two dead weights for legs. His back aches, and he shivers in the cold. Kyle Finley has been a duck hunter all his life. He survived a rocket attack on his Humvee in Afghanistan that left a ten-inch piece of shrapnel lodged in his leg. He knows how to hunt and kill things. But this alligator hunt is different.
Finley is here thanks to the Wounded Warriors in Action Foundation, a Florida-based nonprofit that takes combat-wounded vets from Iraq and Afghanistan on hunting and fishing vacations. On the tenth anniversary of America's invasion of Afghanistan, such groups are sprouting up around the country. The goal is to help veterans heal by putting them back in a unit again, bonding with comrades over a long weekend. For organizers, it's a rare chance to give back, soothe the collective guilt over what one volunteer calls a "worthless war."
Airboat captain Scott Swartley cuts the motor. "Throw out in from of 'im," he tells his mate. The volunteer crew is using heavy-duty fishing poles with wooden pegs to bait the lizards, snaring them so they can be shot. But so far, the gators are elusive. It's 10:30 p.m. on October 1, and Finley has yet to squeeze the trigger on his crossbow.
The men shift uneasily in their seats. There is so little they can do. Finley is stalking an enemy renowned for its stealth power, one that has stymied man for centuries.
A squeak of reel, a splash of bait hitting the water.
Finley leans forward, into the dark.
The weekend begins at the American Legion Riders Post 81 in Melbourne, where plates are piled high with fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and stewed green beans. Before Finley and the four other young veterans can get their hands greasy, the crowd rises to its feet around them. A woman with a microphone launches into "God Bless America." Hands over hearts, the crowd sings along. The veterans sit at their table of honor, trying not to chew obtrusively.
"You like to sing?" a white-haired lady, clearly intoxicated, comes over to ask a quiet, handsome, brown-haired soldier. This is Ryan Olech, a 30-year-old Army ranger who took two bullets in Afghanistan. He got out of the service in July and is now living with his wife in Pennsylvania, planning to attend school for taxidermy next year.
"I don't sing," Olech tries to discourage the woman, who is old enough to be his grandma. She keeps talking. Olech can't understand a word she's saying.
Members of the American Legion post hover over the vets' shoulders, offering bottles of Bud and second helpings of chicken they spent all day frying. "We really do appreciate your service and your sacrifice and your contribution to the American way," one elderly man says, and the message is repeated throughout the night.
A white cake with blue-flowered frosting appears. The drunk lady returns to chat with Duane Wallace, the group's master gator guide. He listens and nods politely. Olech grins across the table.
"Seeing as you kids aren't drinking, I'll drink for you," the lady drawls.
Olech's gaze shifts toward John McDaniel, the founder of Wounded Warriors, who is beside him telling war stories. Even with his gray stubble and plaid shirt, McDaniel looks like the retired Army lieutenant colonel he is: broad shoulders, prodigious chest, twinkling eyes, and a smile that could charm the Taliban. The men call him "sir" or "the colonel."
When he began taking wounded vets on trips five years ago, McDaniel was living in Delray Beach, running a private aviation company, Northstar Group in Boca Raton. Back then, he and his wife paid for the vacations themselves — hunting on land the couple owned in Wisconsin, fishing in Tampa Bay and the Keys. McDaniel had taken similar trips with buddies during his 20-year military career. When he retired, he realized such excursions could help soldiers "deal with some of the wounds the doctors can't fix."
This year, he has 43 hunting trips serving 100 veterans nationwide — hog hunting near Dallas, quail hunting in New York, elk hunting in Washington State, duck hunting in Missouri. The annual Florida gator hunt is one of the most popular trips. McDaniel, who now lives in Apollo Beach, still doesn't take a salary; his organization depends on donations and volunteers.
At the post, it's too noisy to hear the details of the colonel's story, but it's having the desired effect. Olech and the other men lean in toward McDaniel, laughing, nodding.
Across the table, Kevin Johnson discreetly declines dessert. Johnson has a round, kind face and earnest eyes behind his wire-framed glasses. The 44-year-old former Army sergeant leans on a cane, necessary because of the pain diabetes causes in his feet. During the first Gulf War, he worked as an operating-room tech at Walter Reed Army Medical Center in Washington, D.C. He took a break from the service, then enlisted in the Army National Guard to serve in Iraq. In total, he gave 18 years to the military. Now he lives in Minnesota and is unable to work because of his disabilities.
His humble voice swells with pride as he discusses his favorite subject: family. He gripes good-naturedly about driving his daughter to college forensics classes and brags about buying his son a car. Then he mentions that his 16-year-old son wants to join the military.
"No parent wants to see their child go to war," he says. "I've lost friends... I can't imagine what it'd be like to be a parent and lose a child."
The next morning, Gary Horn blinks the sleep out of his eyes and pushes away a breakfast plate of stale toast and shriveled motel Danish. It's 8:30 a.m., and the 26-year-old just got back to the motel two hours ago. After leaving the American Legion post, he and Finley stayed out all night drinking, swapping stories, strumming a guitar.
Horn's face is beefy and pale, his ginger hair disheveled, his lip scabbed. A mosaic of tattoos covers his bare arms — Purple Heart medal, Air Force combat medal, the symbol of his E5 staff sergeant rank, the Police Mentor Team Viper logo, the Army combat medic badge. He has a slow, South Carolina smile.
"I grew up in one of those towns, when you leave, it's already minus-one on the sign, it's so small," he says.
After high school, Horn joined the Air Force to get a job in medicine. He became a combat medic and trained Afghan police officers to do the same. One of his favorite photos from the war is of him arm-wrestling a grinning Afghan schoolboy.
In 2008, Horn was driving a Humvee on patrol north of Kandahar. Just after sunset, Taliban fighters ambushed him, launching a rocket-propelled grenade through the window of his truck. The pressure blew a hole in Horn's eardrum. Shattered glass lodged in his arm. He'd later learn he had herniated discs and a traumatic brain injury. Yet he navigated the truck to safety and kept chasing his Taliban attackers until 4 o'clock in the morning.
He was sent home to an early retirement, and that's when things got tough. In his town near Clemson, South Carolina, there is no Army base, no Veterans Administration hospital. Few people can relate to what Horn's been through. "When you're talking to somebody that doesn't understand, that hasn't been there — it's like you're talking to a brick wall," he says. "They don't understand how surreal it is. To them, it's just another scene in a movie."
Nightmares haunted him. During the war, someone was always on guard while he slept. At home, that comfort was gone. To pass the long, sleepless nights, Horn taught himself to play pool competitively. When the sun came up, he struggled to sit through college classes — his back ached; he couldn't concentrate. He recently switched to a technical college to pursue a paramedic's license.
And he flew down here, to this waterfront motel near Melbourne, to spend a weekend hunting alligators with other combat-wounded men. "You get to come and share your stories with other vets," he explains. "It's like a brother bond that never can be broken."
As for killing gators, Horn says: "That was a big incentive."
When he steps outside the motel around 9 a.m., a swarm of motorcycles glints and snorts in the sun. The America Legion Riders are revving up to escort the veterans to an airboat club on the St. Johns River. Many of the men, with their long hair tucked in helmets, are Vietnam vets. Between them and the younger soldiers lies a generation of guilt and mistreatment. "These guys are, in my eyes, the heroes," Horn says.
McDaniel, standing outside chatting with some of the riders, expresses a similar sentiment. "They're just quietly healing by accepting and welcoming these guys home," he says.
Turning to one of the riders, McDaniel's megawatt smile widens. "Best therapy there is: chucking primitive weapons at swamp lizards."
By 10 o'clock, volunteers from the Brevard County Airboat Association have begun preparing lunch, roasting wild hog on a spit. A small troop of Boy Scouts is on hand to salute the wounded warriors, and a young girl lilts through the national anthem. Then the airboats roar off for a brief orientation ride through the river.
Slashing through towering reeds, skimming over lily pads, idling under green canopies of trees, the river does its best impression of an untouched, primordial paradise. The boats pause at a clearing of solid mud beneath arches of live oaks — a campground where the veterans will be able to rest while hunting tonight. It's a historic site, silent except for the chirping of insects. Guides point out dark chunks of Native American pottery buried in the ground.
Wounded Warriors in Action's mission to heal wounded vets through hunting isn't a novel concept, just one that has enjoyed renewed popularity thanks to the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. For at least two decades, wilderness adventures have been used to heal vets — with Outward Bound hikes, skiing in Colorado, fly-fishing trips in Montana. In the past few years, a wide range of nonprofit groups has also begun taking them bear hunting in West Virginia, pheasant hunting in Pennsylvania, hog hunting in Texas. Although these trips are not included on the Department of Veterans Affairs' official list of treatments for posttraumatic stress disorder, the basic healing properties of men tromping through nature together are hard to miss. Experts say this may hold true even when the adventure involves putting deadly weapons in the hands of men scarred by war.
Donald Stewart,a psychologist in Cocoa Beach who treats veterans, says kayaking, fishing, hiking, and other outdoor trips have been "very, very successful" in helping the men recover. "With PTSD — shooting guns — ultimately, could it create flashbacks? Sure it could create flashbacks," Stewart says. "But if an individual's grown up hunting, it may also bring them comfort."
Jonathan Shay, a Boston psychiatrist and expert on treating trauma in Vietnam veterans, adds that the bonding experience among the veterans is key. "I hold the belief that recovery happens only in community," he says. "This is almost always a community of other combat-wounded veterans."
For lunch at the airboat clubhouse, volunteers bring out a spread of swamp delicacies — barbecued wild hog, fried frog legs, and gator cakes. As the plates fill up and the men sit at long cafeteria tables, McDaniel asks the veterans to stand and introduce themselves.
A short, wisecracking guy leaning on a cane volunteers to go first. Greg Amira, 42, stands at the front of the room and recites the Hollywood-worthy biography he's told many times before. On 9/11, he was working as a vice president for Morgan Stanley. His office was in the South Tower of the World Trade Center. When the plane hit, he was on the phone with his wife. "Everyone got rocked to their knees," he remembers.
Amira began evacuating with his coworkers, but he couldn't ignore the swarms of injured people. "I'm Army-trained. My dad's a cop. I know what I'm doing." He says he ran into the lobby of the North Tower and helped rescue a woman from an elevator.
Then the South Tower fell. Amira saw sparks and flame. He passed out. A firefighter shook him awake, but Amira was afraid to leave. Finally, he made it outside in time to see the North Tower begin to collapse. Debris hit him. It's the last thing he remembers clearly.
He was rescued with an elbow bone poking out of his skin, "ranting and raving" about terrorists and other fears. For both physical and mental reasons, he says social security considered him disabled. But he remained in the Army Reserves and four years later was called up to serve as a special-operations captain doing economic development work in Iraq.
In January 2007, his convoy was hit by an improvised explosive device. The truck in front of him exploded and flipped into a drainage ditch. Amira and a comrade jumped out to rescue the injured men, swallowing sewage and chemical waste in the murky water. The pollution burned Amira's esophagus and left him with the voice of a lifelong smoker. His face was mangled by flying debris, and he suffered a traumatic brain injury. He and his colleague were able to save everyone but the company commander.
After delivering the short version of this tale, Amira takes his seat. Before anyone in the room can digest it, Horn stands up.
He rattles off his story in military code: "Took an RPG to the window... TBI, PTSD, two herniated discs." He came home. "Then it got hard," he says.
Around him, the airboat club is tense and hushed. Tables of men, wives, and kids put down their barbecue-stained napkins and hold their breath.
Olech, quiet and matter-of-fact as ever, rises from his seat across the table. His voice is startlingly calm. He was an Army ranger for seven years, deployed four times to Iraq and three to Afghanistan. The shooting came on his sixth tour. He gestures to his left shoulder to illustrate the wounds — one bullet to his biceps, the other fracturing his shoulder and traveling down to pierce his lung.
Olech sits.
Kevin Johnson heaves to his feet, wearing a T-shirt that says, "I listen to the voices in my tackle box." In 2005, he was driving a truck at a guard check point in Tikrit when missiles blasted the site. A helicopter evacuated him from the war zone with traumatic brain injury and two herniated discs.
Now he uses the same short-hand military code as Horn: "TBI," "two herniated discs," "got hit in Tikrit."
Then the chatty Midwestern dad pauses, his voice thick. People at the far end of the table can see the mist blurring his glasses. "This is kind of tear-jerking for me," he says. "Thanks for having me."
Finley, sitting in his wheelchair at the end of the table, is the last to address the group. A military brat who grew up in Fort Campbell, Kentucky, he joined the Army in 2005. In Afghanistan, he drove a truck — "I was from Kentucky, and I drove everything." Until a rocket tore the back of his Humvee. Despite the shrapnel injury, he could still walk on crutches when he left the war zone in 2008.
Two years ago, he signed up for this gator hunt. But then he was in a car accident. He doesn't remember anything about the crash, just waking up with his legs paralyzed. "I'm the most unluckiest person that is alive," he says.
The rest of the afternoon passes in a lull of full stomachs and cold beer. In the scratchy grass outside the clubhouse, Finley parks his wheelchair in the sun, trying to recuperate from his night of partying. Horn leans across the lunch table to share one of his proudest war stories. A month before he was injured, one of the police trucks in his group struck an IED. Shrapnel hit a police officer in the femoral artery and tore off his ankle. With blood pouring from his leg, the man was in danger of bleeding to death. Horn patched him up and stabilized him until help arrived.
"I loved it," he says, his gaze steady, his smile spreading. "I'd go back tomorrow if I could."
Soon the vets drive down the road to a boat launch area, where a performer strums a steel guitar and buckets of beer on ice appear. Amira, who has kept to himself much of the day, grabs a beer and joins the crew at a picnic table. Now living near Tampa, Amira has started his own nonprofit group, WoundedVets.org, and has arranged events where he and other war heroes can enjoy all the perks the Hollywood set offers. Scrolling through his digital camera, he shows reams of pictures of himself at a Bruce Springsteen concert, with Dan Aykroyd, with Mariska Hargitay, on Jimmy Buffett's boat.
Amira is the only vet on this trip who didn't grow up hunting. But he's been doing it a lot since he got out of the war. "It's not so much the hunting part of it that helps; it's meeting the other veterans, talking about your disabilities," he says. "That's what helped me get through it."
Now he's eager to make gator-skin purses for his daughter and fiancée. "I just figured after going to Iraq and hunting humans, you hunt animals, they don't shoot back," he says.
As the sun lowers into the water, the men change into camouflage pants, baseball caps, and long-sleeved shirts. Horn swipes black greasepaint under his eyes.
Wallace, the master gator guide, gives a brief lesson on how to safely kill the beasts. The men have a choice between shooting with a crossbow or a giant spear that looks lifted from Dances With Wolves. Those strong enough to lunge and squat start experimenting with throwing the spears.
Waving a skinning knife, Wallace explains the importance of hitting the gators in a special spot behind their eyes and inserting the knife in the wound to make sure the gator is dead. "They'll twitch, you'll get blood, they'll close their eyes, and then it's gator down," he says.
The veterans climb on to separate airboats, each accompanied by seasoned captains and hunters who have donated hard-to-get alligator-hunting permits. "These guys deserve it, you know," says Dave Poppelein, one of the hunting guides from the Airboat Association. "What they go through for a worthless war — all these guys getting crippled for nothing."
Shortly after 6 p.m., the airboats roar off toward the pink sunset. The men have their mission, their unit, and a common enemy. Capt. Swartley has gotten word that one of his colleagues — dispatched earlier in the evening to cast lines to bait the animals — has a bite. Now one of the veterans will have a chance to take a shot.
Amira's boat takes off first. As it rumbles through the swamp, an older volunteer in the front seat discreetly puts an arm around the veteran's shoulder, holding lightly to Amira's life vest. When sharp reeds jump out of the brush, the man keeps them from swiping Amira's face.
While the sky is still light, the boat steers toward the gator that's chomped its enormous jaws onto the bait. The airboat men tug on the line, pulling it closer. The sun glints blue and gold off the water. Dark eyes rise above the surface.
With the crossbow, Amira takes a clean shot. He laughs and grabs the "bang stick" — a weapon that fires when rammed into the gator's head. With a loud pop, he finishes the job.
"Hoo-ah!" Amira shouts. "That bitch be mine!" And he pops the stick again.
One of the guides pulls the gator up on a hook. The enormous lizard is still blinking its eyes. So Amira inserts a small knife in its forehead, as instructed, and wiggles it around to scramble the brain. The eyes close. A trickle of red oozes from the beast's head.
The gator is huge — ten feet, the hunters later decide. Its scaly brown and green carcass loads down the front of the boat. Blood spills on the deck.
Amira lies down beside the carcass for a photo. He pulls open the sharp jaws to pose with his head in the gator's mouth. "You fuck with us from New York!" he shouts gleefully at the dead animal.
McDaniel, the founder of the warriors group, arrives on another boat to help celebrate the victory. "Good job, buddy. I'm very proud of you," he tells Amira in fatherly tones. "Look at that beast — way to go!"
"It's just the first one. Everybody else is gonna get theirs," Amira says, suddenly diplomatic. He shakes hands with the guides who helped snare the catch. "Gentlemen, thank you so much."
Amira and his trophy prepare to sail back to shore with another crew. The men decide that Finley — "the unluckiest man alive" — should switch to Swartley's boat, which has already been blessed with a kill. Moving swiftly, the crew scoops him out of his seat and hoists him from one deck to the other. He rests with a crossbow in his lap, McDaniel beside him. The hunters cast out another pig lung as bait and settle in to wait.
A sliver of moon rises in the sky. The boat roars over undulating lily pads, gliding through marsh and reeds. Riding high off Amira's victory, it's natural for the men to think the next kill will come quickly.
Swartley turns on his headlamp, scanning the water for eyes. He pauses, leans over, and snatches a gator — no more than three feet long — from the water with his bare hands. Another of the guides clamps a hand over the lizard's jaws, displaying him to Finley. The guide is pulling back the gator's eyelids, explaining something about anatomy, when it suddenly wriggles out of his grasp.
A deadly swamp beast is now flopping around the boat in front of a half-paralyzed man. Finley's leg begins to shake.
Seconds crawl by. The lizard splashes back into the water.
"Well, anyway...," Swartley says.
Off again they glide into inky water. The older hunter in front slides an arm protectively around Finley's shoulder, just as he'd done with Amira.
As the darkness deepens, the men fall into a waiting routine. Hopes rise and fall with the whirring of the airboat motor. Every time the boat slows, there's a flurry of expectation. They cast a line, splash bait into the water. Someone hands Finley a crossbow, and he leans forward to aim. Then, nothing.
The gators are either too small or too far away to merit a shot. By early October, the gators on this river have already been hunted for a few weeks. Plus, there's a cold front moving in tonight. The animals are scarce, skittish, and reluctant to rise to the surface of the water.
Swartley cuts the motor. In the sudden quiet, the swamp smells mossy and sweet. Deftly, the captain leans down and plucks another baby gator, less than a foot long, from the muck. Everyone gets to touch the clammy skin, feel the warm pulse. The lizard's jaws are cute and Kermit-sized.
"That's the coolest thing I've ever seen in my life," Finley marvels.
"Now where's its mama?" someone wonders.
Anxiety wraps itself like a fog around the men. Did Finley curse himself with all that talk of being unlucky? How long would they have to wait to find out?
Swartley slows, plays a recording of gator hatchling calls in an effort to attract their mothers. The animals sound like vinyl rips on a turntable. Bullfrogs grunt back.
Finley chews his dip. The airboat men discuss wind and motors. They joke about ordering a pizza. Stars pulse in the cold sky.
As 11 p.m. approaches, they try again. They throw the bait out in front, as Swartley suggests. Finley leans forward expectantly. But the gator slips away.
"I had him," Swartley says mournfully.
Finley's right leg starts shaking. He presses down to steady it.
"How 'bout if we just catch one by hand and put it in your pocket, buddy?" Swartley asks.
Finley is quiet.
"We can hunt till 10 o'clock in the morning," the mate offers.
"We can, but we ain't going to," Finley responds.
Stomachs growl, and bladders threaten to burst. One of the crew mates complains he's got "bleacher ass." But when McDaniel asks if they should call it a night, the men protest. Nobody can stomach sending a crippled war hero home without a trophy.
Hours pass. The men dip their tobacco. Finley checks his cell phone.
Swartley is making sucking sounds, trying to imitate the gators again.
"Dagummit," he mutters.
Sometime after 1 a.m., Finley begins to nod off. The airboat men nudge him awake to take an occasional shot at a flash of mottled skin in the water. Otherwise, they are quiet, huddled against the wind.
The next afternoon, in a dusty West Melbourne subdivision, the wounded warriors gather in a volunteer's backyard garage. Three bloody gator carcasses — Johnson's, Olech's, and Amira's trophies — are stretched out on tables where a car would have been parked. The mottled hides are surrounded by toolboxes, a saw table, a beer fridge. The sun is too bright, and the smell of dead reptile is nauseating.
McDaniel, "the colonel," is freshly caffeinated, chatting with everyone, back-slapping, puffing on a cigar. Olech is skinning his gator. Amira is packing pink globs of meat into plastic bags. Johnson is snapping pictures of a gator head with his cell phone.
Horn sits on a chair behind the skinning tables, looking exhausted and sullen. He stayed out until 9:30 a.m. without catching anything. Now Horn is squabbling with Amira, talking about going out hunting again tonight. Someone reminds him that he'd said the trip wasn't about killing gators.
Horn shakes his weary head. "Did I say that?"
Finley shows up late to the garage, having crashed for five hours at the hotel. He gave up his hunt empty-handed at about 4:30 a.m. But now, for the first time all weekend, he has color in his cheeks. There's a Big Mac in his lap. He's a little disappointed but surprisingly cheerful about spending ten hours in the swamp without snaring a gator.
"It was just as cool catching 'em and bringing 'em on the boat as it would've been shootin' 'em," he declares.
Nearby, Johnson is bursting with pride. At 2:30 a.m., he harpooned the last gator of the hunt. He's still buzzing, insisting this taste of victory was more exhilarating than anything he felt in Iraq. "I got to hunt with soldiers and the guys that care about the soldiers," he says. "To me, it was a rush. I may only ever do this once in my life."
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After the hunt, Johnson and Olech stayed up talking at the campsite in the swamp. Now Johnson can't wait for his cell phone to charge so he can text a picture of the gator to his son. He plans to have the gator's skull mounted. In its mouth, he will hang his dog tags from Iraq.
As the afternoon lengthens, Horn softens. He stops sulking and joins his comrades in skinning and bagging the gator meat. Days later, he will admit he was frustrated. "I don't like being defeated, and those alligators defeated me," he says. "I can't sit here and say I wasn't disappointed."
But Horn also realizes the trip wasn't about just him. Before the weekend ends, he talks to McDaniel about joining Wounded Warriors as a volunteer, running his own fishing trips for vets in South Carolina.
Back at the garage in Melbourne, the exhausted, exuberant troops linger in the sun swapping stories. They divide the gator meat equally among those who were victorious and those who were not. Laughing, telling tales of a mission accomplished, they are a unit again, a brotherhood. And for now, that is enough.


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Tonight's Columbus vs. Buffalo game was the first Sabres game I attended in two years. I made a comment on Twitter earlier today that if the Sabres played like a lackadaisical bunch of sots tonight that I would have no choice but to pull out the Keyboard of Fury. Well, I'm pleased to report that the Keyboard of Fury has been put away for the night in favor of the Keyboard of Awesomeness and Goal Scoring.
My seats tonight were three rows from the top of the arena on the bench side, so I had a fantastic view of the action. I love the new Columbus sweaters, but for some reason, the blue doesn't translate well on the ice. It appears black to the naked eye from a high vantage point. I did like the nice touch of the Sabres using the cannon emblem for the Blue Jackets on the scoreboard rather than the team's traditional logo. And I really loved that the Sabres were wearing white sweaters on home ice. Can we please, please, please go back to that? Both teams had a very Olde Tyme Hockey feel to their look tonight and I liked it.
Anyway, sitting in the row immediately behind us were two boys about eight years old who were attending their first hockey game. They were adorable until the blimp showed up in the second intermission and they started howling about wanting pie. Let's just say that the "adorable" turned to "obnoxious" REAL quick. Seated behind them were two girls who spent the whole game yelling "Let's Go Buffalo" and managing to rhyme it with something about a rock & roll. I dunno, they were having fun. However, the crash from their sugar high was bound to be painful tonight.
Onto the on-ice action. Who the heck were those people on the ice tonight and can we have them show up every night? My god, the physicality. Can we please sign Cody McCormick to an extension, like now? Dude took care of Commodore for going after Kaleta. I had a feeling that once the response to Commodore's hit was delayed, that our usual bunch of softies would show up, but was surprised to see old Pepper Grinder taking care of his boy and exercising a little frontier justice for Kaleta.
Montador wasn't too impressive in his fight, but he tried. Bless his heart. He can still come sit by me anytime.
Moving on, for the second game in the last three, Patrick Kaleta engaged an opposing player in an actual fight. And again, Kaleta acquitted himself quite nicely. He also riled up the crowd afterward, which apparently, the Columbus bench wasn't too happy about. If Kaleta were on any other team, I would hate him. But as a Buffalo fan, I embrace his d-bagness. He may have a d-bag playing style, but darn it all, he's our d-bag.
There were two sickening thuds from players colliding into the boards in the third period. The first occurred when Stafford took out Garon and the goalie's head bounced off the boards. However, the goalie was a tough nut and returned to the game. The second sickening thud occurred when Boll elbowed Morrisson's head right into the glass. I have a feeling that Boll will be getting a call from those in the league office to discuss that little play. I did notice Lalime gesticulating madly at someone or something during the ensuing discussion of the penalty for Boll's hit. I'd love to know what was he was engaged with to warrant that kind of reaction.
Speaking of Lalime, he's really quite the little busy bee on the bench. He's got that door opening thing down to an art and he collects old sticks and hands out new ones just as well as soccer moms hand out orange slices and sports drink. To think that the team pays him $600,000 for that. (Oh, you mean he's supposed to play goal, too?) I know, I know, he's Chief Morale Officer, Goalie Division for the Sabres and that's his value.
And speaking of goal, how nice was it for Ryan Miller to finally get a shutout and not a "Ryan Miller Shutout?" Miller really didn't have too difficult of a night, with the small exception of him getting dumped on his arse in the second period. At least the refs were smart enough to waive off that goal. I could see the arena flipping out if they had let it stand.
It was nice to see Stafford bounce back from his shoulder injury tonight with a goal and an assist. Vanek had a three point night and Pommers, that sneaky little thing, increased the population of Pominville in one fell swoop. If these three gentlemen – and wee Tyler Ennis – continue their scoring touch, this team might just turn around. Might. With a capital M. I know these guys will soon return their heads to their arses and forget how to score, but I will enjoy tonight for what it was.
During the second intermission, there was quite the coffee klatch going on in the press box on the left hand side (press box right, if you were in the box). I was trying to figure out what was going on: cookie delivery, Darcy finally trading Timmy for that 10-pound catfish,new scoop on the new owner, but the klatch broke up reasonably quickly.
I did get a giggle from the nice young ladies that were shown on the Jumbotron holding a sign that says "Sabres Hit It." While I would hope they were innocently referring to the action on the ice, for the love of everything holy, that sign has quite the puckbunny subtext, does it not?
And what was up with the groups of young boys taking their shirts off and waiving them around for Jumbotron time?
And now to show my crankypants side, the nice lady sitting next to me spent the entire game texting. While she had a thorough knowledge of the game and of the team, it was incredibly annoying to see her phone attached to her like an appendage all night. If you pay $60 something dollars for a seat to watch the game, why not do something outrageous and watch the game. It's annoying to those sitting next to you when your fingers are flying away all type-y type-y and your phone is beeping incessantly. And get off my lawn while you're at it.


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Im doing better.
Im feeling better about myself. Im still extremely dysfunctional. Its a bit of a let -down. I was hoping for more. My symptoms are still very alive.
Its hard. When Im at the computer and feel safe at home, I assume all will be improved around people in uncontrolled situations. I feel I will be safe. This does not happen. Its sad
Im looking for continued progress in my music experience.
I feel like Im trapped on a desert island. In my mind I imagine safety, to be in a world that I could function. The outside world is not the world in my head. A backward world, that is what I see. A world that will eat me, like a cobra eating grammar dinner at an adverb party.
Life feels like one long dysfunctional isolated introduction. No one knows who I am, what Im worth. To die in obscurity. Does it have to be this way...
To be judged on shallow grounds: The goal is to sweep the legs out from under thee. To be chased by the pirate ship. Is this it; this disparaging arrangement!
Social issues are a balloon that is flying away... out of control. The small world I live in is to small. ITs made for a child. I cant get out.
To be misunderstood and disliked. To be feared as a bad object or bad toy by others of privilege. To be in there world, not my world. To be in a world where I have been given a break. Granting me audience with their presence.
Its funny how I try and write that I communicate how I feel, instead of just saying whats really going on.
Im afraid of the outside world. Its all to much for me. I feel weak and stupid.
I feel fine sitting, hiding at my computer. Im on an origami make shift Japanese cushion thing in the corner of the room.. Its a safe place to crawl into and hide.
I am disabled. I don't like it. My nervous system cannot take the outside world. The last round I had turned me into a Schizophrenic.. The rest of the world, does not understand me. In this case, I think its legitimate to bitch about the fact that Im not understood. Im not trying to put the weight on others, However, Im not understood.
Im a foreigner in my own land. I don't fit in. Im to real, to much on speaking about what I see and how I feel. I want to tell the world what I see and truths that are rolling around in my head. I was never meant to sell widgets to people...
I feel people are privileged and protected and have no appreciation for it.. I have no idea how to cope with privileged people, I want to run from them.
I was popular once a long time ago. I got hurt. That is all that came of it. Hurt and abandonment. I learned my lessons in the most horrible way. I was treated horribly. I will never go through that again.
I see the world through a monitor screen, through a TV shows of the 1960's. Anything more real then that and I parish in sadness and confusion. I was meant for unreality. Unreality is the only place I can be the real me..


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The fonds consists of records kept by Stephen Reynolds during the course of his adult life. These include correspondence with family, friends, and colleagues that illuminate his personal life, his Christian faith, and his various pastoral and intellectual pursuits. Carbon copies of many outgoing letters were created and kept. Reynolds kept an intermittent diary through the time period represented here. These were sometimes typed, and often handwritten in small notebooks. He apparently removed pages from these notebooks and inserted them in files with correspondence and other material from the same time period.
Other records include academic papers, research material, sermons, prayers, drafts of manuscripts, course materials, and some official documents such as academic transcripts.
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Like a mosquito trapped in amber, Jurassic Park has held up remarkably well, and it's got some pretty influential DNA. Jurassic Park was a pivot point for modern summer blockbusters, and though many special-effects-laden movies have followed in its earth-shaking footprints, few have pulled it off with the same panache as Steven Spielberg did in 1993. With the 3-D rerelease of Jurassic coming out this Friday, then, what better time to don a neck kerchief, brandish a brush, and go full-paleontologist on the bones of this action classic to study what it did right and what modern blockbusters could learn from it?
Not every effect should be created in a computer.
Jurassic Park helped to pioneer the use of computer-generated imagery twenty years ago … and nearly all of it still looks impeccable. How is it possible that the effects in this movie have aged better than some of the clearly fake CGI we get served in 2013? In part, that's because Spielberg used the technique so sparingly: Whenever possible, he had Stan Winston create the dinosaurs through practical effects, then seamlessly blended in CGI shots only when there were moments that simply couldn't be attained any other way. The T. rex attack sequence is so scary because you can practically feel the enormous weight and the tactile mass of the model dinosaur Winston built; later, when there are a few stray shots of the computer-generated T. rex chasing a Jeep, we've instinctively accepted the reality of this character in a way we wouldn't have if the tyrannosaur had been a CGI creation the whole time. Yes, computer-generated imagery has become pretty sophisticated in the last twenty years, but our brains can still tell the difference.
A recognizable theme pays dividends.
The Jurassic Park score is simply iconic, and it's hard to believe that John Williams wasn't even Oscar-nominated for it (admittedly, he won that year for his work on Schindler's List, but still!). More than just a wonderful mood-setter — try not to get goosebumps when the main theme plays for the first time in Jurassic Park 3D — it's memorable in a way that so few summer movie scores are nowadays. Sure, those window-shaking BRAAAAMs in Inception were a big deal, but can you hum them? Yes, The Avengers was a fun pop spectacle, but can you recall the music at all? You only have to listen to a few notes of the Jurassic Park theme for the whole movie to come back to you in a giddy rush, and that's the sign of real movie magic.
An action movie benefits from some quiet.
Still, John Williams knew when to get out of the way: That T. rex attack sequence is silent but for the roars, screams, and drizzle. In fact, Spielberg follows up almost every big action scene with a low-key moment of reflection, a welcome relief from modern-day action movies that never stop the onslaught so you can get your bearings.
You don't always have to cast movie stars.
Spielberg could have gotten almost anybody to play the two leads in Jurassic Park … and yet he cast Sam Neill, a jobbing 46-year-old actor from New Zealand, and Laura Dern, a young actress better known for daring David Lynch movies than dinosaur blockbusters. (Spielberg's original choice for Dern's role was even more unlikely: French actress Juliette Binoche, three years before she made The English Patient.) Admittedly, the dinosaurs were a bigger draw than any of the humans in this movie — and the critical rap against Jurassic Park at the time was that its human characters were underdeveloped — but Neill, Dern, and Jeff Goldblum are better than you remember, bringing lived-in eccentricity to every line reading.
Don't forget the sense of wonder.
Spielberg takes a lot of flak for all those close-ups where his characters stare in awe, mouths agape, but never was it more warranted than in Jurassic Park. These people are staring at freakin' dinosaurs … of course they're going to fall to their knees and open their eyes wide! And frankly, movies need that sense of wonder: Too many of today's action blockbusters give us fantastical action scenes the likes we've never seen before, but the characters take them in stride, depriving the audience of the opportunity to gape alongside them. Yes, The Avengers had a memorably epic third-act action sequence, but when the characters act so blasé about the enormous alien invasion bringing down New York City around them, does that sense of scale truly sink in? Subtract those Spielberg faces, and even he can misstep: Indiana Jones was a terrific hero through three movies precisely because he was so vulnerable and awestruck, but in the most recent installment, Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull, he blithely survived fridge-nuking and waterfall plummets and acted like it was just another day at the job. Jurassic Park may have a lot to teach modern blockbusters, but if there's one lesson Spielberg himself could afford to relearn, it's this one.


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Webster Teams Up to Attract More International Students to Region
Jul. 3, 2013
ST. LOUIS, JULY 3, 2013 - Webster University will join other institutions of higher education in the St. Louis area to explore ways to improve services for international students, including how to connect those students to local employers. This effort is just one component of the St. Louis Mosaic Project, a seven-year regional effort between government, universities and private enterprise to increase the number of immigrants living in St. Louis.
The belief is an increase in immigrants will spur economic growth in the region.
The project was launched during the Immigration and Innovation conference held at the Danforth Plant Science Center on June 27. It was sponsored by the St. Louis Immigration and Innovation Steering Committee and the World Trade Center St. Louis.
Webster University Provost, Senior Vice President and Chief Operating Officer Julian Schuster spoke as part of a panel to the audience of more than 200 people about how immigrants add both social and economic value to a region. He was a member of the St. Louis Mosaic Project steering committee and has been attending meetings with government agencies and other partners for the past year to help launch the effort. But he also had another reason to speak: Schuster was able to draw upon his personal experience. He came to the United States 25 years ago from the former Yugoslavia.
"Once we embrace in St. Louis that (stereotypes) are not the defining characteristics of a human being, but rather that we should be viewed by the contributions we make to our community, once we embrace that, we will redefine St. Louis," Schuster said to applause in the audience. "It is absolutely essential that immigrants are included and measured in terms of their civic engagement and that we should help them be the best person they can be."
St. Louis has seen the percentage of residents who are immigrants shrink over the past few decades. According to a study released by the St. Louis Mosaic Project, the city dropped from 26th place to 43rd place between 1970 and 2012 for cities in the United States with the largest immigrant populations. The study also said that from 1980 to 2012, St. Louis shrank from the 10th largest city in the United States to the 19th largest, a downward trend that the attendees at the conference believe is linked to the shrinking immigration population. Currently, about 4.5 percent of St. Louis' population is immigrants.
"If we want growth, immigration is the key," said Charlie Dooley, executive officer for St. Louis County. "We have to become a more welcoming community for immigrants. It is in our best interest because it is a known fact that the areas that are growing fastest are all welcoming to immigrants."
Professor Ibrahim Vajzovic, who teaches at Webster University, said that the area's universities already are helping St. Louis by attracting international students to the region. Additionally, professors from area universities often spread information about St. Louis to colleagues in other countries, he said, which further raises global interest in the city. That idea was reflected in the St. Louis Mosaic Project's list of recommendations presented during the conference.
The audience also was told that there is a need for more local services for international students. According to a study cited in the project's report, nearly 80 percent of international students who studied at local universities said they wanted a local internship while they were students, but most said they were never offered or encouraged to look for internships in St. Louis. Had they received that encouragement, the majority of those students said they would have considered staying in the region. Because of this, representatives from Webster and several other universities will start meeting in the fall to look at ways to improve internship and job opportunities for international students, the conference attendees were told.
"We do have great educational institutions, and those institutions already are great ambassadors of St. Louis to students around the world," Schuster said. "And St. Louis has many great resources to offer to immigrants, from colleges to the civic and cultural programs, as well as the healthy attitude that people have about our community."
For more information about the St. Louis Mosaic Project, or to read the studies behind the project, visithttp://www.stlmosaicproject.org/.
With its home campus in St. Louis, Webster University (www.webster.edu) is the only Tier 1, private, non-profit U.S.-based university providing a network of international residential campuses and a robust online learning program. Founded in 1915, Webster University's campus network today includes metropolitan, military and corporate locations around the world, as well as traditional residential campuses in Asia, Europe and North America. The university is committed to delivering high-quality learning experiences that transform students for global citizenship and individual excellence.


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By KARIN LAUB
GAZA CITY (AP) The image of a dead preschooler cradled by the prime ministers of Egypt and Gaza in a hospital hallway has drawn attention to the dangers Gaza's children face in this crowded urban battle zone.
Children make up half of Gaza's population of 1.6 million and seem to be everywhere in the current round of cross-border fighting between Israel and Gaza's militant Hamas rulers.
Children loitered Friday outside a Gaza City morgue for a glance at the latest "martyrs." Others followed adults to funerals or even rushed to the site where Israeli missiles had just struck a government building and fire was still smoldering. Despite outward bravado, young boys of elementary school age said quietly that fear of airstrikes kept them awake at night.
So far, six of 28 Palestinians killed in Israel's offensive this week have been children, ranging in age from just under 1 to 14 years, according to Gaza health officials. Most were killed by shrapnel while in or near their homes. In Israel, 12 children were hurt in rocket attacks this week.
Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu has accused Hamas of using Gaza's civilians, particularly children, as human shields by launching rockets from crowded residential areas.
Gazans argue that Israel is unleashing massive airstrikes on their territory without regard for civilians. They say that even Israel's self-described surgical strikes on militant targets put civilians at grave risk in Gaza, one of the world's most densely populated places.
Mahmoud Sadallah, the 4-year-old Gaza boy whose death moved Egypt's prime minister to tears, was from the town of Jebaliya, close to Gaza City. The boy died Friday in hotly disputed circumstances.
The boy's aunt, Hanan Sadallah, and his grief-stricken father Iyad weak from crying and leaning on others to walk said Mahmoud was killed in an Israeli airstrike. Hamas security officials also made that claim.
Mahmoud's family said the boy was in an alley close to his home when he was killed, along with a man of about 20, but no one appeared to have witnessed the strike. The area showed signs that a projectile might have exploded there, with shrapnel marks in the walls of surrounding homes and a shattered kitchen window. But neighbors said local security officials quickly took what remained of the projectile, making it impossible to verify who fired it.
Mahmoud's 12-year-old cousin Fares was injured in the right leg by shrapnel and was still visibly shaken several hours after the incident. "It's terrifying. I don't sleep at night," the boy said of the massive Israeli air attacks of the past three days. "I'm staying up all night."
Mahmoud's body was taken to Gaza City's main Shifa hospital around midmorning, just as Gaza Prime Minister Ismail Haniyeh of Hamas was showing Egyptian Prime Minister Hesham Kandil around the wards of patients.
One of the Sadallah's neighbors, carrying the lifeless boy, pushed through a throng of Hamas security men to reach the politicians. Eventually, the two prime ministers were photographed cradling the child.
Fighting back tears, Kandil called on Israel to halt its offensive.
"What I saw today in the hospital, the wounded and the martyrs, the boy … whose blood is still on my hands and clothes, is something that we cannot keep silent about," he said.
In the propaganda war between Israel and Hamas, the suffering of children has served as a powerful tool.
The rockets fired from Gaza are relatively crude and Israel says their main purpose is to instill fear and harm Israeli civilians. Gaza militants have fired hundreds of rockets since Wednesday, paralyzing large areas of the country where civilians were ordered to stay close to home or bomb shelters. The fighting has forced tens of thousands of Israeli children to stay indoors, and schools in southern Israel have been closed for the past two days.
Israel, meanwhile, has pounded Gaza with dozens of rapid-fire airstrikes, with loud booms ringing out, sometimes just minutes apart. Few civilians ventured into the streets Friday, particularly after dark. In Gaza City, a tractor-pulled cart loaded with women and children had a white flag dragging on the ground behind it, presumably as an extra precaution.
Some of the Gaza boys trying to get close to the "action" put on a brave face.
"I'm not afraid of the rockets the Jews are firing," said 10-year-old Mohammed Bakr, waiting outside the Shifa Hospital morgue for bodies to arrive. But, he acknowledged, "I like it better when it's quiet."
Mohammed and his cousin, 12-year-old Udai, said they had seen many dead bodies, including during Israel's last major offensive in Gaza four years ago. Both boys come from large families, as is typical in Gaza Mohammed said he has nine siblings and Udai has six. Overwhelmed parents often find it difficult to keep tabs on all their children in dangerous times.
"Our parents tell us to stay home, but we don't," said Mohammed with a smile. "We want to see the martyrs."
Earlier, another group of boys tried to get closer to the ruins of a former Hamas government building, with smoke still rising from an Israeli strike. Hamas policemen tried to push them away, shouting that there was concern about unexploded ordnance.
Adults often pressure children not to show fear. Asked if they were scared, several boys waiting for Mahmoud's funeral procession to begin nodded. However, when an adult showed up and told them that Gazans are not afraid, they quickly stopped talking.
Child psychologists say the trauma of war stays with Gaza's children for a long time.
Hussam Nunu, the head of Gaza's Community Mental Health Program, said close to a third of the about 1,500 patients treated every year are children affected by stress and violence. After Israel's last offensive four years ago, the number of children suffering from post-traumatic stress disorders was "overwhelming," he said.
"Since then we have done a lot of outreach, but when another escalation like this happens, our work can be undone," he said.
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Bowei Liu
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Mission San Jose High School
Grade: Junior
Violin, swimming
Math Club, Academic Challenge Club
USAMO qualifier (2007, 2008, 2009, 2010), ARML team high scorer (2008), USABO semifinalist (2008, 2010), CSSF qualifier (2009), National Science Bowl qualifier (2009)
I was born in Beijing, China, and I moved to the United States at the age of two. I remember being very interested in reading/language as a kid, and learned English to the extent that I lost most of my Chinese. One of the first books I got around to reading was a mathematics textbook. Naturally, after having read this book, I excelled in math in elementary school. I also got interested in competition math, namely the AMC 8/10/12 series. Eventually, as I got exposed to ARML and the AIME and other such problem solving competitions, I deepened my knowledge of mathematics and took the USAMO. I also went to AwesomeMath summer camp, and saw Allen Yuan and Patricia Li there.
I have been playing violin since I was 5, and currently enjoy it very much. I am a member of the California Youth Symphony, and have also played in the El Camino Youth Symphony. I like classical music in general except for piano music. I also play Ultimate with my schoolmates around once a week during lunch, and practice hitting each other on days when we don't play.
I got interested in physics last year with the physics team. As a freshman, I took the USAPhO test but didn't even get into the quarterfinals. Last year, as I studied physics for my science bowl team, I gained a sense of basic physics knowledge through Feynman's Lectures on Physics. I was quite surprised at making the team, but ended up having a great experience at Physics camp and learning enough material to get me on the Traveling Team last year. I went to Merida, Mexico and brought back a gold medal. This year, I'm hoping to do even better in Croatia.
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michael,23,cleveland ohio
haven't read the "about us" yet
i've been wow since vanilla wow.
main character is fisherprice no armory link yet,
Lvl 85 at the moment, no profession that i remember im rebuilding my account
main spec is resto/off spec enhancment.
i like healing and being a major factor in a raid.
alt is downblade he is a prot spec only lvl 80 at the moment
lich king end game then stopped playing for a while
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VATICAN CITY: Pope Paul VI, who did much to modernize the Roman Catholic Church but pronounced a ban on artificial contraception which was widely defied by the faithful, has moved a step closer to sainthood with Pope Francis' official confirmation of a miracle. The date for the beatification was set for Oct 19, the Vatican said yesterday, a day after Francis formally certified the miracle said to involve a risky birth in California. Beatification is the last formal step before possible sainthood.
During his pontificate from 1963 to 1978, Paul made landmark progress in improving Catholics' relationship with other Christians. But he disappointed many Catholics who were hoping for liberalization of church teaching on sexuality. After much consultation and, reportedly, personal anguish, Paul VI enshrined the church's teaching against artificial contraception in the 1968 encyclical "Humanae Vitae" ("of human life").
The issue is among many expected to get scrutiny in a special meeting of bishops called at the Vatican in October to discuss family life.
The beatification ceremony would come at the end of the gathering. One miracle is required for beatification, and traditionally a second for canonization. The Vatican, as is its custom, didn't give details about the miracle which must be certified by doctors as having no medical explanation. Italian media have reported that the miracle was that of a boy born healthy in California despite the diagnoses in 2001 of the rupture of the fetal bladder and absence of amniotic liquid.
The mother reportedly refused an abortion and prayed for Paul VI's intercession at the urging of a nun. The baby was born a month prematurely and is now a healthy adolescent, the news reports said.
Like John Paul II, Paul VI was hard to peg as progressive or conservative. Both were conservative on sexual issues, but enthusiastically embraced the thrust toward ecumenism set in motion by the Second Vatican Council. Vatican II opened the way for Mass to be said in local languages instead of in Latin. Its reforms also inspired many nuns, especially in the United States, shed their long robes in favor of knee-length skirts and abandoned the head-coverings that were their orders' dress code for centuries.
Paul, who like John Paul took up traveling to distant lands, ended nearly a millennium of estrangement between Catholics and Orthodox Christians when he journeyed to Jerusalem in 1964 and embraced Patriarch Athengoras, then the Orthodox leader. Paying tribute to that bold gesture, Francis later this month will go to Jerusalem and pray together with the current Ecumenical Patriarch, Bartholomew I.
Paul VI disposed of many of the privileged trappings of the papacy, anticipating Francis' disdain for stuffiness and fanciness at the Vatican. Paul got rid of scores of Italian nobles from the papal "court" who had privileges dating back centuries. He still allowed use of the papal throne, and looked frail and uncomfortable as he arrived for the funeral of assassinated Italian politician Aldo Moro in Rome in 1978 in the chair perched on the shoulders of 12 men.
He was under fire from the Moro family who thought he didn't do enough to save the leader despite having made a public plea "on my knees" for Moro's release by Red Brigades kidnappers.— AP
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While most people use the terms "palliative care", "essential personal home care and "hospice care" interchangeably, these are traditionally thought of as different types of care.
Palliative care and hospice care have many similarities. At their core, both seek to relieve discomfort and improve overall quality of life. However, hospice care is typically reserved for those who are nearing the end of life. Traditionally, palliative care is for anyone who needs care focused on their comfort and well-being, regardless of their life expectancy.
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New Belgium Brewing
New Belgium Brewing, makers of Fat Tire Amber Ale and a host of Belgian-inspired beers, is considered a leader in sustainable business practices. New Belgium became the first brewery in America to subscribe to wind energy for its electrical needs in 1998. The brewery currently produces 15% of its electricity onsite by harvesting methane from its process water treatment facility to fire a co-generation engine. In 2009, New Belgium installed a 200kW solar array atop its bottling hall and the brewery continues to strive to reduce its water usage at every turn.
New Belgium is recognized as one of Outside Magazine's Best Places to Work and one of the Wall Street Journal's Best Small Businesses. The 100% employee-owned brewery is a Platinum-level Bicycle Friendly Business as designated by the League of American Bicyclists, and one of World Blu's most democratic U.S. businesses, and a Certified B Corp. In addition to Fat Tire, New Belgium brews eight year round beers; Ranger IPA, Rampant Imperial IPA, Shift Pale Lager, Sunshine Wheat, 1554 Black Ale, Blue Paddle Pilsener, Abbey Belgian Ale and Trippel. Learn more at www.newbelgium.com.


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If you played video games in the 90′s, you knew there were two mascots fighting for your gaming dollars: Nintendo's Mario and Sega's Sonic the Hedgehog. Both starred in awesome games, both had cameos in comics and both, both were damn endearing. Once Sega bowed out of the console market that left Sonic a free agent. Since then, we've seen him on the Xbox 360, PS3 and even a Nintendo console or two. That was shocking but the latest from Sega is even more shocking.
Sega and Nintendo have struck a deal to make Nintendo the official home of Sonic! That's right geeks, long time rivals Mario and Sonic will now permanently live under the same console roof. Sega will still make the games but they will only be on anything Big N, at least for the next three titles.
Back in my childhood gaming I would have never thought, I imagined it, that the foes would become BFFs. Now they can braid each other's hair, make pies and chase after evil doers together forever. Chalk this one up to the strangest exclusive ever!
SEGA of America Inc. and SEGA Europe Ltd. today announced details of an exclusive partnership with Nintendo of America Inc. and Nintendo of Europe GmbH for the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise. The new agreement will make Nintendo consoles the number one destination for Sonic gaming over the next three titles. The first two titles of the deal were announced today via Nintendo Direct, and details of the third Sonic title will be revealed at a later date.
"Sonic the Hedgehog has performed incredibly well on Nintendo platforms and this exclusive partnership is a natural fit for the next evolution of Sonic games" commented Jurgen Post COO SEGA Europe Ltd. "The Wii U and Nintendo 3DS are ideal platforms to showcase Sonic and we are looking forward to working with Nintendo on these three exciting adventures."
Sonic the Hedgehog first appeared as a videogame character in June 1991 and instantly became an icon for a generation of gamers. Defined by his super-fast speed and cool attitude, in the years since he first raced on to videogame consoles Sonic has become a true global phenomenon with over 75 million videogames and smartphone apps sold worldwide. SEGA's iconic blue blur has also gone on to enjoy incredible success in many licensed areas, such as toys, apparel, comics and animation.


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Resampling statistics.
A resample drawn randomly, with replacement, from a set of data points. Distinct from a normal array to make it harder for your humble author's brain to go wrong.
jackknife :: Estimator -> Sample -> Vector DoubleSource
Compute a statistical estimate repeatedly over a sample, each time omitting a successive element.
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Estimation functions.
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Number of resamples to compute.
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Original sample.
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O(e*r*s) Resample a data set repeatedly, with replacement, computing each estimate over the resampled data.
This function is expensive; it has to do work proportional to e*r*s, where e is the number of estimation functions, r is the number of resamples to compute, and s is the number of original samples.
To improve performance, this function will make use of all
available CPUs. At least with GHC 7.0, parallel performance seems
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IMF Survey No 11 2000
- "Broader picture": Köhler seeks to place current reform initiatives into new "vision about the future" of the IMF
- Press conference: Köhler discusses activities of first weeks in office, outlines "double track" for forthcoming agenda
- International Monetary Conference: In Paris, Köhler calls for continued vigilance and greater focus on crisis prevention
- Metadata posted: IMF's General Data Dissemination System enters operational phase
- Executive Board agenda: Work program to focus on key areas of responsibility, future role of IMF
- Joint task force report: Small states face special challenges as they seek integration with global economy
- High capital flows environment: Transition economies preparing for EU accession face challenges in choosing exchange rate regime
- IMF Institute seminar: Countries need to assess domestic objectives in deciding extent of global economic integration
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