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Chapter 1
The telephone was ringing.
At first, Julie incorporated the sound into her dream: she was seeing someone off on a train platform, with steam rising all around her in a swirling gray mist and, somewhere off to the right, the shrill whistle of the station-master sounding in her ears. And then she noticed how the whistle was blowing, not in one long steady blast but in short, disjointed intervals, and she wondered what was wrong with it.
It took her a moment to understand that it was a telephone that she was hearing.
There was no telephone on the train platform. Julie looked around her, but she couldn't find any, and reluctantly she began to surface through the deep gauzy layers of sleep and realize that it was ringing somewhere else.
She groped around on the night-table and eventually found it, slowly re-orienting herself to her bedroom with the big canopy bed and the bedside clock and the telephone. She pulled the receiver over to her face, still buried in the pillow. "Hello?"
"Hello? Julie? Is that you?"
She glanced over to the other side of the bed, where Ian lay sleeping, and rolled over and pushed herself to a sitting position. The lighted hands on the clock said three-thirty. "It's me," she mumbled.
It was a man's voice. "Julie, it's Victor."
She frowned and rubbed her eyes with her free hand. Victor. The last time she had seen him was… she tried to figure it out, but wasn't awake enough, yet. Some Christmas party a few years back, in Newburyport. There had been tinsel glittering on the tree, and the sharp pungent odor of pine logs burning in the fireplace, and a room over-warm from too many bodies. Victor had had a lot of eggnog and was loudly sharing his thoughts on the differences between American and European notions of capitalism, and everyone was trying to be polite, but secretly laughing at him, because he was so pompous. His velvet bow tie — Victor was never without a bow tie — had been slightly askew, and Julie had found herself staring at it, mesmerized, wondering if it would fall off.
Yes, well, apparently she had had too many eggnogs that night, too.
Victor was her half-brother. He lived in France with his elegant Parisian wife and their two perfect accomplished children; and he always made Julie feel acutely conscious of the different paths their lives had taken. Not that she regretted hers… she just noticed its eccentricity more, when she was with Victor.
The thought jolted her into a further stage of wakefulness.
If Victor was calling her in the middle of the night, then something was wrong. Really wrong. "What is it?"
With Victor, the approach was always honesty without tact. "Your mother just rang me. Father's been arrested."
She didn't say anything for a moment, because she couldn't think of what to say. If Victor had told her that anybody else — Peter, perhaps, or even her mother, Beverly — had been arrested, then Julie might have believed him. But Daddy? The thought was ludicrous.
"Julie? Are you there?"
"I'm here," she said, carefully. "I don't understand what you're talking about."
There was a sigh on the other end of the telephone, and a sort of shuffling sound. She knew what it was: Victor lighting a cigarette. He had picked up the habit of smoking from Beverly; but while she was forever switching brands, reading about how this one was low-tar and that one was low-nicotine and another had pretty flowers on the filter, Victor had simply started off with Gauloises, harsh and unfiltered. Julie had teased him at the time: "Do not pass Go, go directly to the cancer ward!" He hadn't laughed. That was something else about Victor, his Teutonic lack of a sense of humor.
She waited, now, through the first inhale-exhale, for him to speak again. "Your mother says that he was arrested this afternoon. I don't know by whom. The government here wants him extradited." There was another pause, and then he said, with a touch of wonderment in his voice, "Julie, they're saying that he committed crimes against humanity."
Fear made her stupid. "What does that mean?"
His voice was level and detached, as though he was reciting some headline he had read in the paper, or reading from a list of grocery items. "Well, I can't believe that this is still going on now. It's from the Occupation. The war. It's the equivalent of war crimes, only it has to do with civilians, or something like that — there's stuff that doesn't fit into that category, and besides there's no statute of limitations with the crimes against humanity charge. Anyway, whatever. They want Father to come here, to France, to stand trial."
Julie took a deep breath. "For what? That's ridiculous," she said, struggling against absorbing the information. "Who said that? They're wrong. They've got him confused with somebody else, or something like that."
Beside her, Ian stirred and mumbled something as he, too, struggled out of his dreams. Beyond him, ghostly in the darkness, was the shirt-front from his tuxedo, flung carelessly over a tapestry chair, and her sequined black dress on the floor beside it. They had been exhausted when they came in. The Berlioz, Julie remembered irrelevantly, her mind running happily down familiar pathways. The first aria had been on, really on, but she hadn't been able to hear the violins during the second one very well…
Victor said, doubtfully, "I don't know. Beverly said they seemed pretty specific, as if they knew what they were talking about. She wants me to do something. It's too early for me to call anybody around here and find out for sure, that's what she doesn't understand, with the time difference from the States." He sounded peevish.
So that was why she had called Victor, Julie thought, recognizing suddenly the sharp jab of jealousy that she was feeling, the irrational anger that Beverly had not called her, first: Victor lived in France. Victor worked for the French government, as a minor civil servant in Strasbourg: Beverly's reasoning was clear. Victor would be able to find out how the mistake had been made, and who had made it. It would all work out.
Julie breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "Well, you'll find out as soon as you can, won't you? I can't believe that anybody could make a mistake like that, but you'll get it straightened out in the morning. I'll call Beverly and try to reassure her."
"Yes, of course." But there was something in his voice, something heavy and dark and frightening, and Julie's hand tightened on the receiver. "Victor. It is a mistake."
"Of course it's a mistake," he said impatiently, anger spurting suddenly in his voice. "Of course it's a mistake. It's just a horrible coincidence, that's all. Or else someone's out to get Father. Either way, there's nothing that I can do about it now." Victor said "nothink" for "nothing." His accent, when he spoke English, was uneven, part guttural and part graceful, a result of his mixed heritage: French mother, French-German father. Strasbourg — and Victor along with it — had always found itself caught between two worlds. "I'll have to find out in the morning."
"Did you call Peter?"
"I sent him a telegram. At his last two addresses, just in case, in Osaka and Beijing. It's the best I can do, in the meantime."
"I suppose so." There were families, Julie thought, that would know where to reach each other in times of emergency. There were families that stayed together, closely in touch, seeing each other frequently. Ian's family was like that, brothers and sisters always in and out of each other's drawing rooms and each other's lives, sharing sorrows and triumphs with an easy and casual intimacy which was foreign to her: it was one of the things that both fascinated and frightened her about Ian.
Her own family was flung out across three continents like pearls on a long filigree necklace. Her parents still lived in Massachusetts, as they had for all of her life; Victor had settled back in France, where he was born; and Peter, at the moment, was somewhere in China… or wherever else his newspaper chose to send him. Victor was better at keeping up with his brother's travels than was Julie.
Victor and Peter had always been close. It was only right, Beverly had soothed Julie, when she went crying to her mother for having been excluded from yet another of the boys' games. They were different. They were brothers in more definite a way than Julie was their sister: they were linked by a common birthplace, the same parentage, fewer years between their ages. But she hadn't understood, hadn't wanted to understand, feeling only the pain of not being part of their closeness. And when they went off to their chosen careers in their chosen corners of the world, she hadn't followed them with letters and telephone calls and Christmas cards. She had let them go into their individual lives, tramping paths through obscure parts of the world, while she delighted in finally being the center of her parents' attention.
Victor cleared his throat. "I'll call you, when I have something definite," he said. "Where will you be, later today?"
Today. Julie forced herself to start thinking. It was Friday, her weekly lunch with Rosemary and rehearsals in the afternoon and then another performance at eight… "I'll call you," she said, firmly, to Victor. "Sometime later this morning. And I'll call Beverly, too, in the meantime."
"All right." Decisive Victor was for once having difficulty ending the conversation. "Julie, I'm sure that it's really nothing —"
"Of course it's nothing," she said, coldly, suddenly afraid of revealing too much to him. There was panic rising in her throat, clutching at her stomach; and when she had been little, Victor had made the most fun of her when she was afraid. He would tell her horrible stories right before bedtime, and would rig her closet door with a string so that it would open, by itself, just when she was falling asleep.
Julie shook her head, as though shaking away the memories, clinging to her like the cobwebs she had imagined in that long-ago closet. "We'll find out what happened and we'll make sure that whoever started this gets punished. We'll sue them, or something." She took a deep breath, disconcerted to find how shaky it was. "We'll figure it all out," she said, again, and could almost feel Victor nodding on the other end of the line.
"Call me at the office," was all that he said, and gently disconnected.
She stayed still for a moment, biting her lip, and then reached to put her own receiver back in place. Ian rolled over and put his arm around her, not wanting, yet, to fully wake up. "What was that all about?"
"My father's been arrested." The panic wasn't subsiding; there was a tremor in her hands, now, too.
"What?" He propped himself up on one elbow and peered at her through the shadows. "Put the light on, for God's sake. What do you mean, your father's been arrested?"
Julie snapped on the bedside lamp and put the telephone in her lap. "I've got to call my mother," she said, softly, but made no move to dial the number. Unconsciously, she started to rock back and forth. "Oh, God, Ian. Oh, God. My father's been arrested."
He moved into a sitting position next to her, putting an arm awkwardly, tentatively, around her shoulders, his fair hair tousled and his eyes puffed with sleep and his ridiculous striped pajamas as neat as they had been when he first got in bed. He was trying to comfort her but, irrationally, she didn't want to be comforted. She wasn't ready to cry yet, or to hear any soothing words, or to even reason her way through the maze of possibilities suddenly opening up in front of her. The panic was gripping her too tightly.
That was something that had always annoyed her about Ian, anyway, along with his perfect pajamas and his carefully cultivated upper-class accent: his need to always be in control, in any given situation. Ian was Sir Ian Hunter-Forsbury, and his upbringing showed, all the time, but especially in emergencies.
It wasn't his fault; it was just the way that he was. Even the crisis in his family when they discovered that he was "spending time" — that was the euphemism — with an American opera singer was handled by Ian with grace and tact and discretion. And that mattered a great deal more in those genteel circles, Julie consequently discovered, than the fact that she was by that time nearly as well-known to the music world as was Ian himself.
But his airs were annoying at the best of times, and this was not the best of times. Julie, irritated, moved away from his arm. "I have to call my mother," she said again. She was having trouble breathing. Big surprise. She reached for the inhaler on her night-stand and pumped it into her mouth without thinking about what she was doing. Asthma, the bane of vocalists. Again, big surprise.
Ian was frowning. "Arrested your father?" he repeated, rhetorically, intent on his own line of thought, his voice incredulous. "How ridiculous! What's he supposed to have done? Pilfered old university papers?"
Julie took a deep breath. "He is supposed to have committed war crimes," she said, as steadily as she could. "He's being extradited to France."
"Good God. You can't be serious."
"I can be serious," she said, coldly. Suddenly she didn't want Ian, or his striped pajamas, or his affectations, or his British understatement, sitting next to her. "I'm going to call my mother," she said, again. "Why don't you go and make some tea?" And then, as she saw him stiffening to protest, she added, with just the right note of supplication, "Please?"
"Well, you may be right. Tea would help," said Ian, deciding to be good-humored about the whole thing. He stood up and pulled on his maroon dressing-gown, knotting it around his waist, and then looked back at Julie. Whatever he saw in her face apparently made him want to reassure her, for he added, "You know, darling, it probably all will turn out to be some ghastly mix-up."
"I know." But there were tears in her eyes, suddenly, hot and burning, catching her by surprise. And her stomach was hurting from the knots inside.
She waited until she could hear him clattering around in the kitchen, and then dialed the long-distance number. She could picture the telephone ringing in the quiet front hall, her mother pausing in whatever she was doing, frozen for a moment, and then moving again as she went to answer it. It would be nearly eleven at night back in Newburyport.
"Beverly. It's me, Julie." For one absurd moment she wanted to say, Mommy… But the time for saying that was long past, had slipped away before she even knew that it was happening. When Julie was twelve or thirteen, Beverly had taken her into the big silent master bedroom and told her that it was time to buy a brassiere. Julie hadn't ever considered such a thing, and was mildly shocked: bras were something for older women, other people, not for her. Her mother, however, was firm. "And you might as well start calling me Beverly now, too, like Victor and Peter do."
Julie had looked at her with wide eyes, not knowing precisely what transformation was happening inside her — and between them — but conscious that something very important was going on. And she had accepted the bra and the name without protest, because that was the way that she had been brought up, the persona that she had adapted for herself. Good, obedient Julie. Her mother expected it and her father demanded it.
After that, and all through high school, she was the envy of her friends. "I wish my mother was as progressive as yours!" And it was only once in a while, when she was tired or frightened or sick, that she wished Beverly would go away and safe secure Mommy would come back. It was as though they were two different people, the mother that she had had when she was little and the mother that she had suddenly acquired when it was time to put on a bra. Beverly had her own thoughts and doubts and fears; but Mommy had been safe and omnipotent and wise. There was something important in knowing that her mother was human: but something else had been lost, too.
There was a long silence on the other end of the telephone, and then Beverly said, almost hesitantly, "Did Victor call you?"
Julie moistened her lips. "Yes. Is it true?"
"That Albert's been arrested? Yes." Another pause, and when she spoke again her voice seemed different, lost, a little forlorn. "They won't even let me post bail for him."
"Oh, Beverly…" There had never been any question of calling her father by his first name. It would never have occurred to him. "He's of the old school," Beverly used to say, and then she and Julie would giggle about it, like co-conspirators. Like sisters, thought Julie. Her father was older than her mother, just as the boys were older than Julie: he had married Beverly when she was eighteen, one of the students in the undergraduate anthropology class he taught at Harvard. She called him Herr Professor, sometimes, and that always made him laugh.
"But I thought that Daddy came from France!" Julie had protested, and Beverly nodded. "From Strasbourg. That's not the same thing." Nor was it: Alsace and Lorraine had been French and German in so many successions that no one who lived there was really entirely French or entirely German. "He only went to Paris because of his wife."
His wife. Julie had thought about her, too, the chic mysterious Frenchwoman who was Victor and Peter's mother, who had died during the war. It was right after that, in 1945, that Albert Gower had moved his family to America. "Too many memories," he told Julie, once. "Too much hurt. Europe was reeling with pain, after the war. I wanted to give my sons more than that as a legacy." And so he had gone to teach at Harvard, and there, when the sun was slanting brightly on the bricks and grass of Harvard Yard and he had just received his tenure and the horrors of Europe had finally become ghosts belonging to another man in another lifetime, that he had met Beverly.
"Doesn't it bother you that he was married before?" Julie demanded, once, with the fierce categorical loyalties of childhood firmly entrenched in her soul — it was common knowledge among her friends that one could only have one best friend, one boyfriend, one husband — and her mother laughed. "Why should it? Good heavens, child. I was only a baby when he married Isabelle. I had other things on my mind, then."
There were other things on her mind now. "I didn't want to disturb any of you, but I thought that you ought to know right away. And I thought that Victor could help. He said that he'd make some calls."
"I know." Julie tried to put some assurance into her own voice. "He can't for a few hours, Beverly. It's four in the morning here."
"So it is." She sounded surprised. "Funny. I didn't even think of that."
"It's all right." Julie moistened her lips again, trying to think of what to say. "Are you alone there? Is there someone around who can stay with you?" Beverly always had friends in and out of the big house in Newburyport, people coming to play bridge, to attend parties, to laugh with her over coffee, to go into town looking for antiques.
"I — can't." Beverly's voice was very quiet. "I didn't — I don't — want to tell anybody about this. Not yet. When Victor finds out more, then maybe…" Her voice trailed off uncertainly, and Julie found herself nodding in understanding.
She made her voice sound brisk. "Well, then, try to get some sleep. There's nothing that any of us can do for a few hours, and you might as well rest. Do you still have any Valium?" There had been nightmares, sometimes, and Beverly's doctor had prescribed the same blue pills he had been prescribing for her, on and off, in all of the years since Claire had died. Especially around Christmas time. "I know that it's silly," Beverly would say, "but I miss her most of all at Christmas. I imagine her here with us…" She said the same thing every Christmas; and every Christmas Julie had felt that she shared her place by the tree with a ghostly pale wraith, the sister of her mother's imagination.
"Oh, I couldn't take anything. Not without knowing…" Beverly sounded almost shocked by Julie's suggestion. There was a pause, and then she added, with surprise in her voice, "I haven't spent a night without your father in nearly twenty years."
And nor had she. Despite the differences in their ages, and in their backgrounds, Albert and Beverly Gower were very close. The closeness of pain as well as the closeness of love, of betrayal as well as loyalty… but whether they were bound together by forces angelic or demonic, the reality remained: they knew each other intimately.
Which made the whole thing seem even more absurd… indecent, almost. How could anyone suppose, thought Julie, that her father had done anything that her mother didn't know about? They were too close for that. It was ridiculous. It was a mistake. "We'll find out what the truth is," she said, firmly, "and then someone will pay for causing all this trouble."
"Yes," said Beverly, but her voice carried no conviction. For her, the morning was still a long way off.
Julie took a deep breath. "You know that I'd come stay with you if I could. But we're right in the middle of the Berlioz…" Her voice trailed off: it seemed a lame excuse, faced with the depths of her mother's distress. And yet it was true. "I'll call you again after I talk to Victor."
"Yes," said Beverly, and then in a rush, as though she had held the thought inside for too long already, she added, "They said that he would have to leave for Paris right away."
An almost overwhelming sense of anger overtook Julie. "They won't take him anywhere, Beverly," she said, fiercely. "We'll see to it that they don't. They don't have the right."
"No," her mother agreed.
"We'll straighten it all out," Julie said, and it wasn't until after she hung up the telephone that she realized that she wasn't even sure who the "we" was that she was talking about. Surely she wasn't referring to Victor: she hadn't shared anything with Victor for years.
She got up and pulled her own satin dressing-gown around herself, catching a fleeting glimpse of her reflection in the dressing-table mirror as she stood up. She had the same dark red hair as Beverly's, only on Julie it was longer and curly, tangled and unkempt now from sleep; and it made her think of her mother, picturing her gesture as she hung up the telephone, brushing the lock of that same red hair off her forehead, as she always did when she was worried.
Well, it seemed that there was something to worry about, now.
Ian was still rattling around the kitchen, setting out the tea, silent with his own thoughts. He had made toast, too, and was rooting around in her refrigerator for butter and marmalade. Julie pulled her robe closer around her and sat down at the kitchen table. She could feel herself wheezing a little, and groped in her pocket for the inhaler, just to reassure herself that it was there. "God, it's cold."
He glanced at her, briefly, and then went back to the refrigerator. "I turned on the electric fire." And so he had: the twin bars were glowing orange with warmth.
"I don't understand," said Julie, with feeling — and relieved to have something to say, some way of venting the anger and fear inside of her — "why the British, who are otherwise reasonably civilized as a nation, still haven't yet gotten around to putting central heating in their buildings."
Ian thought for a moment about reminding Julie that it had been her own informed choice to live in London, and then very sensibly decided to not respond to her, concentrating instead on setting the teapot on the table and handing her the butter knife. She watched him for a moment, his long smooth musician's hands moving deftly about with the teacups and the spoons, and felt herself relax, just a little. The ordinary familiar gestures helped; and those hands…
It was Ian's hands that had attracted her to him in the first place, watching them move with mysterious magic over the keyboard of a grand piano. She had been so mesmerized, she remembered, that she had missed her cue to come in and Ian had stopped playing, looking up at her, perplexed. And she had laughed to cover her awkwardness, and he had thought that she was laughing at him, and they didn't actually speak to each other for days after that.
He was sitting down across the kitchen table from her now, pouring her tea and buttering the toast. "What did your mother say?"
Julie wrapped her hands around the fragile china, as though hoping that it might warm her. "She doesn't know what to say. She's in shock." She raised her eyes to meet his. "They won't even let her raise bail for him, Ian."
He was pouring his own tea and didn't say anything for a moment, watching what he was doing. Finally he put the teapot down and sat back and looked at her, his clear gray eyes gentle and troubled. "I shouldn't think they would, in a deportation case," he said, mildly, and then, almost as an afterthought, "What did your father do during the war?"
Julie set her teacup down abruptly. "How can you ask that? Don't tell me that you believe —"
He was shaking his head. "Of course I don't. But you have to start thinking about a defense, darling. And the best way to do that is to be able to say that your father wasn't in fact where they say he was. Do you see?"
She nodded. "Yes. Yes, of course, you're right." She took a deep breath and raised her teacup to her lips, still clutching it tightly. "The problem is," she said, as calmly as she could, "that he was in Paris, during the war. In the army." She hesitated, and then said the words. "The German army."
"I see," Ian said, carefully. She waited for him to ask her more, but the British taboo against asking direct personal questions ran too deep, and he had already gone further in that direction than he usually did. He sipped his tea and looked thoughtful and she wondered, for the hundredth time, what went one behind those clear gray eyes.
The sky was starting to brighten, that pre-dawn murky light which promised so much and delivered so little. Julie sighed and drank her tea, looking down into it as though waiting for answers. But she had never believed in reading fortunes in tea leaves or Tarot cards.
The first time that she had seen the dawn arrive, she was with her father. She had been… what? Seven years old? Eight? They had gone bird-watching in Essex, creeping out of the house when it was still dark and silent and sleeping, with a thermos filled with hot chocolate and Daddy's tiny binoculars slung around her neck.
"When's the sun going to come up, Daddy?"
"You have to wait for it. And you have to be very, very quiet. If the sun knows that you're waiting it won't come up."
"You're making fun of me, Daddy."
His eyes twinkled and he squeezed her hand. "Only a little bit."
She sighed again and shrugged her shoulders, shrugging off the memory. Ian was watching her. She owed him some sort of explanation. "He was in the German army because he came from Strasbourg, and his father was German, anyway. It was a long time ago." She traced an imaginary pattern on the table with her finger, just as she had when she had been a little girl, concentrating on the invisible whorls and curves, as though the concentration alone would help her to avoid whatever else was going on. Usually, she remembered, it had been arithmetic lessons. She took another wheezing breath and looked up at him. "He didn't do anything awful, Ian. A lot of people were in the army and were good people."
Ian nodded. "Of course. One can't blame the entire nation for what happened. It'll sort itself out, darling, you'll see." He yawned. "Are you going back to bed?"
"Bed?" She stared at him. "No. I don't think that I could sleep."
"Right." He checked his watch. "Performance tonight, you know."
She looked back at her tea. "I know."
"Right." He drained his cup and set it back down on the table. "Do you want me to stay?" He sounded awkward, like a boy asking a girl on a first date. "I could, you see. I've got an appointment, but I could easily cancel and —"
"No," said Julie. "Just go. I want — I need to be alone."
He consulted his watch again, automatically, and cleared his throat. "Well, I expect that makes sense. I'll just take a bath and be off, darling. Do you want to meet for lunch?"
She shook her head. "I'm having lunch at Rule's."
"Oh, Rosemary, of course, it's Friday." He stood up, putting his chair neatly back in place under the table. "But you'll let me know when Victor rings back, won't you?"
"Yes." She was too tired to say anything else. She listened to him moving through the apartment, listened as he sloshed water around in the bathtub, presumably going through the rituals with which he started every day: bathing, shaving, knee-bends in the bedroom, and she poured herself more tea and waited.
There was a different kind of peace after he left.
Julie took her tea into the living-room, tripping in the doorway as she did every time she went through it, and recovering herself without spilling any tea. She was accustomed to her own clumsiness.
It was light enough to see, now, and she lit the electric fire and plugged in the humidifier and dragged them both over closer to the bookcase.
That bookcase was one of the reasons that she had chosen this apartment, when she first moved to London: it was built-in, covering the entire wall from floor to ceiling, with one of the little wheeled ladders attached that one usually associated with old university libraries. It was the first place that Julie had lived where she could keep all of her books together.
She pulled a few large overstuffed albums out of one of the lower shelves and sat down on the thick Oriental carpet, opening them at random around her. Pictures. Pictures of her as a child, of her parents, of Victor and Peter and even of Claire, the baby who had died. She sipped her tea and studied them, looking at her father's face with close scrutiny, looking for something — anything — that would give her a clue to what was happening now.
It wasn't there. It couldn't be there. There was no possible way to connect this man with someone who had committed — what was the expression that Victor had used? Crimes against humanity? What did that mean, anyway?
Julie frowned and bent her head over the books, touching the photographs with her fingertips. Daddy and Beverly on their wedding day: those were the first pictures that she had. Beverly was slim and young and laughing, and Daddy looked older and a little pompous and very proud next to her, with his graying hair and his wire-rimmed glasses. Beverly holding Claire, and looking worried through her smile — or was that just Julie's imagination, aided by hindsight? Daddy sitting at a table, holding Julie in her long christening gown, and grinning from ear to ear. There were two opened champagne bottles on the table in front of him, Julie noticed, and streamers decorating the dining-room walls of the house in Newburyport: they must have had a party for her. No one had ever spoken of it.
The years fled by under her fingers. Going clamming with Daddy over on Plum Island, with their pant legs rolled up and a big bucket sitting between them and a small spade in her smaller hand. Julie smiled; she could almost see the laughter sparkling in the air between them. She couldn't remember that specific outing, but it didn't matter: it was one of many.
Perhaps, in his own way, Daddy had been trying to make up to her for the boys excluding her from their play, because he always had time to do things with her. Fishing and swimming and hiking. Taking the little day sailer out into the Merrimack River and even further out, to the ocean with its dangers and excitement, waves that hit the boat roughly and Daddy's voice reassuring her, strong and safe over the sound of the wind. Doing puzzles and playing Scrabble over steaming cups of hot cocoa while it snowed outside and the radio spoke reassuringly of school closings.
Julie had been closer to Beverly in more important ways, in shared confidences and arguments and passionate discussions: but she had done things with her father, and that was what the pictures recorded. She touched them, gently, mysteriously needing the physical contact. Pictures that caught her parents and froze them into immobility in a single moment, while the world went on and the still-youthful faces stayed always the same. Pictures that showed them before she was part of their lives, when their dreams and hopes and plans didn't include her… it was oddly disquieting, she thought for the first time, to see how happy they looked, and how the world had gone on so marvelously well, before she was ever a part of it.
She looked and looked and looked until she was dizzy with looking. Her tea got cold and the sun rose, unheeded, over London's chimneys and rooftops beyond her windows.
The one thing that she was looking for eluded her, slipping between the yellowed pages of her photograph albums, lost in the tiny black sticky corners that held the earliest pictures to the pages, hidden behind the dimpled faces and the summer smiles and the surprised laughter.
Something had to be there, Julie told herself. Something that would tell her why anyone would ever think to accuse her father of horrible things. Some shadow, some darkness, some thought that could be twisted, misinterpreted, construed in false terms.
Something had to be there. Something that would help her, would explain how such a monsterous error could be made. Something that would tell her how Albert Gower could stand accused of crimes against humanity.
It wasn't there. And the feeling of panic had done nothing but grow.


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The Human Eye as Compared to a Camera
Do you remember before the days of digital cameras? When we actually had to load a roll of film into a very expensive camera and were allowed to take either 24 or 36 pictures on a single role?
Let's compare the basic principles on how that camera worked as compared to how the human eye functions.
First a couple similarities; both a camera and our eyes have a lens. Both a camera and our eye have an aperture device. Both receive light and maintain a method of capturing that light. And both have a function to interpret that light into an image.
For starters lets look at the lens system. A camera has a lens on the front surface that (on some models) can be interchanged for varying range of focus. Our eyes work on a two lens system. The first lens, the cornea is on the outer surface of the eye and can be compared with a cameras lens.
In order to adjust focus on a camera, the lens tele-photos meaning it extends in or out in a dynamic function. In the eye, we have a crystalline lens that also adjusts shape so we can adjust our focus in and out.
To adjust light, the camera has aperture settings. While many cameras will do this automatically, true photographers point their camera towards a grey card and get a light reading so they can adjust the aperture setting. Fortunately for us, our eyes adjust aperture automatically. The opening is called the pupil, which is actually just a space. The pupil is not a physical part of the eye, rather a reference name for that round dark area between the iris.
The iris is the colored portion of the eye and is responsible for controlling how much light enters the eye.
In both a camera and our eyes, the light and image are inverted by the time they reach the receiving mechanism. In a camera, that is the film, while in the eye that is the retina.
So here is where things get a little different, on a camera light is allowed through the lens system for a portion of a second so the image can be burned on to the film. The film is then processed and a static image is saved as a negative.
When light enters the human eye, it is received by the retina, which is an extension of our brains. Neurons transmit that image to the back portion of the brain in an amazing process and we perceive an image.

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Now you're in Save a Chef going against Kuniko, and if you win, the rest of the gang. What is your battle plan?
My battle plan is to engage my fans, respond to them and be gracious. I also know I must be persistent as my fans are my sole way in.
Kuniko's got quite the "Army." Who's the captain and some generals of the CJ Army?
I don't have a captain. I have people that have organically come out of the woodwork that want me to win. It's kind of amazing.
Was showing how improved of a chef you've become since last time the biggest reason to return to the show?
The show is fun. It's crazy, it's annoying, it's mind-boggling. It's really hard and its a great test. I love challenges to death and coming back better was just icing on the cake.
If fans took anything away from your time on the show this season, what do you want it to be?
Don't go safe in team competitions.
Have the chefs as a whole in the competition gotten better since your original cast?
As a whole group chefs in this season were better. There was also a maturity aspect that was nicer. Everyone was a restaurant chef; there were no caterers or nutritionists or private chefs. It makes a difference.
Aside from your Save a Chef chances, who would you like to see take it all home if it's not you?
I think I'd like to see Brooke or Sheldon. I have become friends with both. Brooke is easily the most complete chef in the competition. I feel like Sheldon has something burning inside of him. I like that. We share that. He's gonna say something with food -- watch what happens


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So I threw a little party. A special little party with a very important guest of honour. Our very special guest was none other than "Bacon". I invite "Bacon" quite often to the Bee household. We know "Bacon" well. It gets invited to all special occasions and holidays. Christmas Brunch, New Year's Day Brunch, Easter Brunch, Mother's Day Breakfast, Father's Day Breakfast, the odd Sunday and once in a while just a random Wednesday. … [Read more...]
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82' T-Top Camaro with 92' body kit.
Strange 12 bolt rear end, 33spline axles/3.91 gear/posi/with ls1 rear brakes
Driveshaft built by indiana driveline/1350 yokes
350 Trans built by A-TEAM in tinely park built to handle 1000hp.
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BMR adjustable torque arm
BMR trans crossmember relocation kit
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BMR panhard bar and rear sway bar
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Compititon engineering rear 3 way adj. shocks
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Kirkey Aluminum Pro Street Drag Seats and black covers driver & passenger
NOS complete 2 stage system w/purge. setup with 2 bottles
seperate fuel system for nitrous w/holley blue pump,fuel reg.w/return and 1 gal.alum.fuel cell under hood
B&M megashifter
6 inch outlaw harwood cowl
True duel 2 1/2 inch exhaust with flowmasters, cutouts and dumped before rear axle.
tires/wheels: pro stars with M/T 28/10.5 drag slicks and M/T skinny fronts
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motor is a fresh build for this year, has maybe 200 miles on it.
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Prep: 20 min. Cook: 10 min./batch
2-1/2 pounds whole chicken wings
2/3 cup orange marmalade
1/4 cup water
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 tablespoon reduced-sodium soy sauce
1 teaspoon prepared horseradish
1 garlic clove, minced
1 cup all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons salt
2 teaspoons paprika
1/4 teaspoon pepper
Oil for deep-fat frying
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The visitor center offers accessible restrooms and a captioned film. An easy access path offers a less steep route for visitors to reach the Strentzel-Muir house. For visitors who are unable to walk to the house, a ranger will gladly provide transportation via a golf cart. A wheelchair lift allows access to the home's first floor. The wheelchair lift has a 500-lb combined weight limit for each person and his or her wheelchair. Please contact the park if you have any questions or need additional information. A non-motorized wheelchair is available for use on a first-come, first-served basis . Motorized scooters are not permitted in the Strentzel-Muir house or the Martinez Adobe due to the hazards of uneven surfaces and to protect the integrity of these historic buildings. The first floor of the Martinez Adobe and Juan Bautista De Anza National Historic Trail exhibit is also accessible from the south side. ADA approved picnic tables are available as well.
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Youth Conference, 8am - 5pm (Elderdice)
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Plumbline: A Social Justice Alliance, 12:15 - 1:15 pm (Aiken)
Writing Center Seminar, 5:30 - 6:30 (Elderdice)
Tuesday, November 18
Administrative Council, 8:30 - 10 am (Bess Jones)
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Dialogue on Solutions to Contemporary Slavery, 12:15 – 1 pm (Wesley Downtown)
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Thursday, November 20
Wesley Fellowship Meeting, 12 – 1 pm (Bess Jones)
Transgender Day of Remembrance Memorial Worship Service, 12 – 1 pm (Oxnam Chapel)
"The Gathering" sponsored by ASAH, 5 – 6 pm (KG-01)
Community Thanksgiving Dinner sponsored by Student Council, 5 – 6:30 pm (Refectory)
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Friday, November 21
Prayer Service for Liberia, 12 - 12:45 pm (Oxnam Chapel)
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Spiritual Formation Class, 9 am - 4pm (K 106)
Malagasy Church Choir Practice, 3 - 6 pm (Elderdice)
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NCSS students engage with: the White House, the State Department, Congress, non-profit groups, denominational offices, media outlets, other faith traditions, people from across the political and theological spectrum, and people who use their ministries to impact the decisions of our nation. NCSS coursework includes opportunities to interact with policy writers and implementers, and gain hands-on experience in policy research, advocacy and implementation. Register for NCSS on WesleyWeb now.
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Community Tips: Host a Charity Book Drive at Your Next User Group Event
Gathering a group of talented minds for your next Code Camp, PodCamp, SQL Saturday, LinuxFest, conference or summit? Borrow a page from the St. Louis Day of .NET organizers and host a charity book drive. The surrounding community (and your tired, dusty bookshelves) will thank you.
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- Ask attendees to consider bringing gently used technology books to your event as a donation. Maybe they've moved on to a new technology, or the book covers an older version or product release – one person's trash is another's treasure!
- Designate a staffed "donation station" near the registration table for easy drop-off.
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Trigger Point Injection
(Injection, Trigger Point)
A trigger point is a painful area in a muscle. It may feel like there is "knot" in the muscle or an area of tightness. When pressure is applied to the trigger point, the pain spreads out to other areas of the body.
A trigger point injection is a shot that is given in this painful spot.
If you have a trigger point in the thigh muscle, the doctor can give an injection to relieve pain.
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Reasons for the Procedure
Trigger point injections are given to reduce pain and increase physical functioning so that you can participate in a physical therapy program.
Possible Complications
Complications are rare. But, no procedure is completely free of risk. If you are planning to have this injection, your doctor will review a list of possible complications, which may include:
- Tenderness, bruising, or bleeding at the injection site
- Infection
- Dizziness
- Allergic reaction to the local anesthetic or medicine
- Damage to organs, such as the lung (rare)
- The need for other treatments if this injection is not effective
Factors that may increase the risk of complications include:
You should not have this injection if you:
- Have allergies to the local anesthetic or medicines being used
- Have a current infection
- Have a bleeding disorder
- Are pregnant
What to Expect
Prior to the Procedure
Your doctor may:
- Do a physical exam and ask you about your medical history
- Have tests done (eg, x-rays , MRI scan )
- Ask you about any allergies that you may have to the anesthetic, pain medicine, or latex
Talk to your doctor about your medicines. You may have to stop taking some medicines up to one week before the procedure, like:
- Aspirin and other nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drugs (eg, ibuprofen , naproxen )
- Blood-thinning drugs, such as warfarin
- Anti-platelet drugs, such as clopidogrel
Depending on where your trigger point is, you may need someone to drive you home after the procedure.
You will typically remain awake during the procedure. A local anesthetic may be used to numb the area where the injection will be given.
Description of the Procedure
First, the skin around the painful area will be cleansed with an antiseptic. Next, the doctor will locate the trigger point. This may be done by feeling for the painful area with his fingers. Once the trigger point in found, a thin needle containing medicine will be injected. The injection may contain a long-acting pain reliever, a water solution, or a corticosteroid to reduce inflammation. Botulinum toxin is also sometimes used for trigger point injections associated with muscle contraction. Sometimes the doctor will simply put the needle into the trigger point and not inject any medicine. This is all done to break the pain cycle at the trigger point. If you have more than one trigger point, you may need several injections.
Some doctors may use needle-guided electromyography (EMG) to locate the trigger point. With this approach, a needle will send information to a monitor, which will allow the doctor to make sure he has located the right spot.
How Long Will It Take?
The injection takes a few minutes.
Will It Hurt?
When the doctor feels for the trigger point, you will have discomfort. You will also feel a pinching sensation when the needle goes through your skin. You may have pain, which should not last long.
Post Procedure Care
At the Care Center
The hospital staff will apply pressure to the injection site and place a bandage there. You will be observed for a short time to make sure you do not have any poor reactions to the injection. Then, you will be able to go home or return to work.
At Home
Take these steps to help ensure a smooth recovery:
- To reduce soreness, apply ice or a cold pack to the affected area for 15-20 minutes, four times a day. You may want to do this for several days. Wrap the ice in a towel. Do not apply it directly to your skin.
- Take over-the-counter pain medicine as recommended by your doctor. The soreness should go away in a couple of days.
- Follow your doctor's instructions for doing physical therapy. You may need to meet with your physical therapist soon after the injection to take advantage of the pain relief in your muscles.
You may have pain relief for weeks or even months. In some cases, though, you may need to have more than one trigger point injection. Talk to your doctor about how often you will need this treatment.
Call Your Doctor
After you arrive home, contact your doctor if any of the following occurs:
- Signs of infection, including fever and chills
- Redness, swelling, increasing pain, bleeding, or discharge from the injection site
- Numbness, tingling, pain, or weakness
- Any new or unexplained symptoms
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Approaching Reno, the pilot received an instrument clearance to perform a Localizer DME-1, Rwy 16R, approach, which the FAA had previously approved for the operator's use. The localizer centerline passed over a 6,161-foot msl mountain, which was depicted on the chart. The pilot was familiar with the area, having transported cargo from Sacramento to Reno for 5 days each week since December, 1994. IMC existed and light snow showers were present. ATC issued the pilot a series of instructions as he was radar vectored toward the final approach fix (FAF), which had a minimum crossing altitude of 6,700 feet msl. The pilot misstated four of the instructions during clearance readbacks and was corrected by ATC each time. Contact with the pilot was lost following issuance of his landing clearance. The airplane impacted the mountainside at an elevation of about 6,050 feet, while tracking inbound near the centerline of the localizer course, about 2.7 nautical miles before reaching the FAF. The airframe, engine, and avionics equipment were examined. No mechanical malfunctions were found.
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The Shape of the Eye by George Estreich is one of my favorite books and I recommend it highly for those who have a loved one with Down syndrome (or will soon!) and for anyone who loves books. I wanted to have written a beautiful book review worthy of his work, but I find that the time eludes me. However, Lisa Morguess has written a lovely review for you to enjoy on her blog Turn the Page, and as a bonus has an interview with the author on her personal blog Life as I Know It. Read Lisa's review and George's interview, buy the book and devour it, and when you love it as much as we do, vote for The Shape of the Eye in the Oregon Creative Non-Fiction category.
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House, 4 Bedrooms + Den, 3 Baths, (Sleeps 6-10)
The Corner House is situated in the picturesque community of Roberts Creek, only steps from Flume Beach and Park. Come and enjoy our small, but private gardens, relax in the shade of the covered porch while taking in the sounds of the waves breaking on the shore and the eagles calling from the tall fir trees.
Your home away from home, 'The Corner House' offers all the comforts and conveniences in a casual atmosphere.
Available year round for family and small group vacations, or just for a couple. Only a three minute drive, or 20 minute stroll along Beach Avenue to 'The Gumboot' cafe and restaurant, Roberts Creek General Store, and 'Heart of the Creek' shops and services.
There are endless activities to keep the young and the 'young at heart' entertained on the Sunshine Coast. No matter what the season, just the natural beauty of the area will enthrall!
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Because of the location, and with respect to our neighbours, our home does not suit loud parties.
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Twenty-two years ago I felt the urge to 'get out of the city'. Being a gardener, and a beach lover, I found the perfect spot to build my home in Roberts Creek.
After raising my family in this house ,and welcoming community ,I find myself in the position to offer my home year round to select groups and vacationers. I take pride in knowing a family will be comfortable and enjoy the house and area as I have.
Diane Nyberg purchased this cottage in 2000
Why Diane Nyberg chose Roberts Creek
I moved to the Sunshine Coast because of its diverse lifestyle, proximity to nature and its friendly, small community.
What makes this cottage unique
I love to sit in the garden, go for walks, swim at the beach, have a picnic in the park, bonfires at the beach, go kayaking, hiking at Cliff Gilker Park, go out for dinner at various restaurants, sit on my porch and listen to the ocean, entertain friends and family at home.


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Welcome to Term 2.........
It has been a lovely start to Tem 2 in K2L. The children were happy to be reunited with their classmates and have settled back into the routine of school very easily.
Space Exploration and our Solar System is proving to be a very successful topic in K2L!
Last Wednesday, we watched a two minute clip of Neil Armstrong landing on the moon on our Smart board.
Here are just some of the comments from the children that came from a discussion immediately afterwards.
"Did you know that the first astronauts that went to the moon was a chimp?"
"The moon is really, really safe......some aliens can be dangerous."
"There's no gravity!"
"The backpack is to stop them floating away."
"Earth isn't that small (seeing it in the distance), it's way bigger!"
"Saturn.....it looks like a slide."
"Jupiter has a big storm on it, that's where the asteroids have landed."
"Jupiter has 16 moons."
Our favourite space song at the moment is called,
"Flying from the sun to the stars"
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This rocket is zooming into space.
The astronaut has come out of the rocket.
I'm making an alien's head.
Me too!
I'm using all the colours!
This is an astronaut's helmut.
My alien has green spots on him.
This is giong to be a robot.
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Torrey Pines High School Patch workout system a winner for New York Giants/Super Bowl champ Justin Tuck
By Karen Billing
Two-time Super Bowl champion Justin Tuck, defensive end for the New York Giants, has been spending his summer prepping for the season right in Torrey Pines High School's backyard.
For the last three summers, Tuck has been working out on the Patch at TPHS, the challenging workout system developed by Pete Egoscue of Carmel Valley-based Egoscue Inc.
The Patch is a physical training course inspired by those used by the United States Military. The Egoscue Method is a series of stretches and exercises designed to restore full natural function to muscles and joints without drugs or surgery. The Patch course was designed to focus on proper alignment, posture and muscle engagement, as well as cardio, strength, stamina, agility. The course is beneficial for football players as it uses all the different positions the body gets into while on the field.
Tuck has been working out at Torrey Pines five days a week this summer and three of those days are spent on the Patch.
He met founder Pete Egoscue in New York and heard about how the system worked for players like Torrey Pines grad and former NFL player John Lynch, and former NFL player Junior Seau.
"Players that I really respect what they do on the field coaxed me to get out here," Tuck said.
"The years I have done it fully I've had some of my best years," Tuck said, noting that his last year without Patch was one of his most injury-prone.
Not wanting a repeat of that one injury-plagued season, he was committed to set aside the time to work out on the Patch this summer.
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The workouts are a way to get back into the mode where you're actually working hard but it's still fun—Tuck said it reminds him of when he was growing up on a farm, following his grandfather around on his workday and having fun doing strenuous work without really realizing it.
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- Torrey Pines High School Rummage Sale to be held April 28
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Two letters of resignation were received, and accepted, Tuesday evening by the Adams Central Board of Education.
High school Principal Sean R. McConnell submitted his letter of resignation after three years of service, effective June 30. Board members accepted, 6-0, with member John Sipe absent .
The board also approved, 6-0, a letter of resignation from school employee Lisa Black.
This just in: there's no truth to the rumor that Adams Central's school board has renamed the boys' varsity "The Steamrolling Jets."
It only seems like that after AC's 14-2 squad ran off with a 70-48 decision on Tuesday over Southwood, the third game in a row won by more than 20 points.
A fiery display of three-point shooting in the first half by the 17-2 Northrop Bruins had some at the Teepee ready to call the Decatur Fire Department to come extinguish the blaze in an 83-38 Bruin rout of the Bellmont Braves Tuesday night.
Warne Holcombe, 91, of Decatur, died Monday at Woodcrest Nursing Center.
Arrangements are pending at Haggard-Sefton and Hirschy Funeral Home.
Elizabeth M. "Betty" Miller, 80, of Decatur, passed away on Sunday, February 12, 2012, at Woodcrest Nursing Center. Betty was born on November 5, 1931, in Tipton, Ind., to the late Joseph H. and Elizabeth (Dane) Koors.
She married Leo F. Miller on June 18, 1955.
Betty worked as a homemaker and was a member of St. Mary of the Assumption Catholic Church. She was also a member of the Catholic Ladies of Columbia and The 3rd Order of St. Francis, Port Charlotte, Fla. Chapter.
Brooks Faurote, according to the Indianamat.com IHSAA State Wrestling preview, is the field's best chance to stop three-time state champ Jason Tsirtsis from matching the four state title resume of his older brother, Alex.
And that from a group which doesn't exactly gush about the Bellmont wrestling program, though statistics don't lie, the Braves are, have been, and will be the best in northeast Indiana. Look it up!
A group of area residents led by Hilary Shifferly of rural Decatur gave a power point presentation to the Adams County Commissioners Monday regarding the proposal of a wind test tower in Adams County.
Shifferly presented commissioners with data she has gathered from various agencies regarding what the group feels are adverse affects caused by the operation of wind turbines.
A property on Jefferson Street in Berne which has been deemed both dangerous and an eyesore to the community could disappear within the next 30 days, members of Berne City Council learned at their monthly meeting on Monday.
The council's emergency adoption last month of an unsafe building ordinance set the stage for official city action at the property site, which reportedly has been the source of numerous citizen complaints.
Adams County Commissioners Chairman Doug Bauman reported during his State of the County address Monday that as the country continues to rebound from the failing economy, Adams County is fiscally sound.
Bauman noted that as the auditor's office advised, the Adams County Council and Commissioners will need to remain prudent and pro-active regarding spending in the upcoming years in order for the county to remain secure.
Mike Snyder of Decatur, a Democrat, has filed as a candidate for the 79th Indiana House of Representatives district. The seat is currently held by Matt Lehman, a Republican from Berne. He has filed for re-election.
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In the 25 days leading up to college football's championship game between No. 1 Notre Dame and No. 2 Alabama at Sun Life Stadium in Miami, the Chattanooga Times Free Press is counting down the traditions and memorable moments involving the Irish and the Crimson Tide. Today is No. 11.
Alabama won college football national championships in 1978 and '79, and the Crimson Tide spent seven weeks of the '80 season ranked No. 1.
A stunning 6-3 loss to Mississippi State in Jackson on the first Saturday of November left Bear Bryant's Tide down but not out, but their flickering hopes were snuffed two weeks later with a 7-0 loss to Notre Dame at Legion Field. It was Alabama's fourth loss to Notre Dame in eight seasons, and it would be Bryant's final crack at the Irish.
The game wound up hinging on three turnovers in the second quarter.
Alabama quarterback Don Jacobs fumbled an exchange with fullback Billy Jackson at the Tide 12-yard line, but Notre Dame quarterback Blair Kiel stepped away from center too quickly after the Irish had driven to the 1. Jacobs was involved with another fumble two plays later at the 3-yard line, and the Irish took a 7-0 lead two snaps after that when tailback Phil Carter scored from 2 yards out.
The Crimson Tide were held to 246 yards, but the Irish managed just 192. Irish linebacker Bob Crable was the star of the game, making 11 tackles and stopping Linnie Patrick on a fourth-and-1 from the Notre Dame 37 in the fourth quarter.
"I went out there and wasted my afternoon," Bryant said.
Notre Dame accepted a Sugar Bowl invitation to play Georgia, while Alabama received a Cotton Bowl spot against Baylor.
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From the moment I landed on the Everlane website, I was sold… As one customer aptly put it, "Fuck the shirts, I want to sign up again." The sign-up process really is that cool. But seriously, I would buy one of every piece in the Ryan Collection if they shipped to me. At only around $20 a piece, for once that statement is actually realistic. I hope their plans to ship outside the US come to fruition sooner rather than later…
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Cooney is a member of a core group that is managing MTS' $600 million trolley rehabilitation. She ensures that the project takes into account the customers' needs.
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Born into a large family with six siblings in the Philadelphia area, Sharon Cooney learned early on in life a skill that has been key to her successful career: always observe and listen to others and figure out what motivates them.
"You're never going to force everybody to do what you want," she says. "Persuasion is the way to accomplish anything: build a team, find out what [peoples'] needs are, what they think is right, and then move forward."
Aspiring to become a political science professor, Cooney studied government and history at Georgetown University. She earned her Master's and Doctorate degrees in political science at Villanova and Boston College, respectively, and taught at Boston-area colleges.
However, she quickly learned the slow pace of academia wasn't for her. Soon after, she and her husband moved to the Baltimore area. Having developed an interest in public relations, she pursued event planning, working in a convention hotel for two years. She witnessed firsthand the difficulties of service industry workers who relied on public transportation to get to their jobs.
"I would take the bus home, dog tired, hoping [the bus] was on time," she recalls.
That experience still resonates with her today as chief of staff of San Diego Metropolitan Transit System (MTS), which serves many riders working in the service industry.
"I always think about them when I am planning service changes," she says. "They're just trying to get to their jobs, afford their passes, and get home at a reasonable time to their families."
When Cooney's husband's job moved them to San Diego in 2001, she was looking for a fast-paced atmosphere where the sky was the limit on the impact one person could have. She worked for the Office of Strategy and Intergovernmental Affairs, County of San Diego. Through that job, she met her current boss, MTS CEO Paul Jablonski, and has been working at the agency since 2005.
Being responsible for finding financing for the system, Cooney helped get California's Proposition 1B initiative, a state funded infrastructure bonds program, passed in 2007.
"It was a hard sell at a time before state of good repair became sexy in the U.S., because people like to fund major new start extension projects," she says. "They didn't like spending their money on fixing broken things. We worked with legislators very closely to make sure that the money came straight to the operators and didn't [go] into a competitive pool that we might not be able to access easily."
As a member of a core group that is managing MTS' $600 million trolley rehabilitation, Cooney ensures that the project takes into account the customers' needs, redesigning transit centers to better link bus and rail. Cobbling together the funds for the rehabilitation project from a number of sources, including Proposition 1B, at a time when funding was scarce was a big challenge, Cooney says. Once the money did come together, she adds, the task was to proceed without interrupting service.
Along with funding hurdles, the most challenging aspect of her job, Cooney says, is that there aren't enough hours in the day, and there's always something more to be done.
Conversely, she loves the fast-paced environment.
"It fits my character," she says. "One of the reasons I chose to join MTS was the energetic environment."
She also loves achieving goals, whether it's favorable outcomes to legislation, board approval of her recommendations for service changes, or securing funds for a project that seemed impossible. The latter caters to her love of problem-solving.
Cooney is also working to complete construction, vehicle purchases and integration of several planned bus rapid transit service lines that will come online next year.
Outside of work, Cooney enjoys spending time with her husband and two sons, gardening, going to San Diego Padres games, the zoo, farmer's markets and local restaurants.
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The Metamorphoses by Publius Ovidius Naso (43 B.C. - A.D. 17) has, over the centuries, been the most popular and influential work from our classical tradition. This extraordinary collection of some 250 Greek and Roman myths and folk tales has always been a popular favorite, and has decisively shaped western art and literature from the moment it was completed in A.D. 8.
The stories are particularly vivid when read by David Horovitch, in this new lively verse translation by Ian Johnston.
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I put off reading Ovid for far too long; this outstanding audio version from Naxos finally pulled me in. Metamorphoses is a wide-ranging account of Greek mythology, focusing on changes. Sometimes the changes are simple changes in fortune, "from good fortune to bad," as Aristotle put it, but often they are changes in physical form: a rape victim is transformed into a bird, a self-obsessed youth is transformed into a flower. Jason and Medea are here; so are Achilles, Ulysses, Aeneas, and many of the Roman gods. The versions of myths given here underlie many of the references in Shakespeare and Dante. Listening to this audiobook is like finally getting past the footnotes to a rich primary source.
It doesn't hurt that David Horovitz's voice is wonderful - almost a physical pleasure to listen to. The translation is by Ian Johnston, who has provided, both online and through Naxos, wonderful versions of Homer.
Ovid's poem is famous for the subtle transitions from one story to the next. They are, at times, almost imperceptible; you start out listening to a story about Orpheus and Eurydice and suddenly realize Orpheus is now telling a story about Venus and Adonis. (And maybe within that story, Venus in turn tells a story about Atalanta.) It sounds more confusing than it is, but you do have to pay careful attention. I recommend keeping a table of contents handy. The PDF that comes with the audiobook provides a useful track listing, and there are other outlines of the structure available on the Internet.
"Good to help you gain familiarity with the myths"
Reading the Arthur Golding edition of Metamorphoses cannot be replaced with this audiobook; however, if you (like me) were looking for a copy to listen to in order to gain familiarity and recall with Greek/Roman mythology then I highly recommend this book.
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