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[9 August 2011]
PopMatters Associate Music Editor
There's something about the fact that many Rory Gallagher releases and re-releases have come out in the past couple of years that might make even the die-hard fans balk at the prospect of yet another one. The two CD retrospective Crest of a Wave: The Best of Rory Gallagher and the re-packaged DVD Rory Gallagher Live in Cork are but two recent examples reviewed by this writer. Both of those are fantastic showcases of the often-underrated talents of a true guitar virtuoso, but it's easy to see how they could leave you wondering, "Do I really need another Rory Gallagher CD?"
Well, the answer is "Yes". Of course you do. From the moment the music starts, Rory Gallagher: Irish Tour '74 more than justifies itself. Gallagher played like his guitar was plugged straight into the universal source, and it probably was. That Gallagher was on his home turf for this tour only increases the sense of some sort of direct connection with his sound. Every note played, every string struck and every song sung vibrates with all the passion and intensity of a spiritual experience, which this surely was.
The set opens with "Cradle Rock", replete with riffs and heavy rhythm. "I Wonder Who" is a slithering, slow blues that mesmerizes any listeners not already under Gallagher's spell. It also introduces the band. The '74 lineup was Gerry McAvoy on bass, Lou Martin on keyboards and Rod De'Ath at the drums. Next, "Tattoo'd Lady", arguably Gallagher's best-known track, revs up the rock before "Too Much Alcohol" brings back the bad-boy blues.
"As the Crow Flies" finds Gallagher playing fast and fiery on an acoustic guitar. Clearly the crowd is in thrall at this point, so when "A Million Miles Away" begins its ascent, it is ready to follow—as are Gallagher and the rest of the band—intently building upon the song's ever-increasing momentum as they reach intently toward the power at its pinnacle. If any one song on this set illustrates the primal ritual inherent in rock, particular in live performance, it's this one.
"Walk On Hot Coals" traverses several musical landscapes, while "Who's That Coming" is the perfect balance between blues and rock. "Back On My Stompin' Ground" is the band's jam, complete with showy slides from Gallagher. Finally, "Maritime" provides a roguish instrumental as a close to the concert and as completion of the circuit one imagines had been made with the divine.
Eagle Rock, which has been responsible for so much of the resurgence in interest in Gallagher and his unique talent, has released several companions pieces, in addition to the CD, to commemorate Irish Tour '74. A double LP, 180g vinyl version, and a DVD and Blu-ray, with extras, are available, as well. If you're already a fan of Rory Gallagher, trust that you do, indeed, definitely need this material. If you're new to the man and his legacy, Rory Gallagher: Irish Tour '74 will convert you quite quickly. Prepare for instant initiation.
Published at: http://www.popmatters.com/pm/review/144317-rory-gallagher-irish-tour-74/


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Saturday Night…
Apparently, "Saturday Night" is the name of a song by the Eagles. I thought that I knew all of the Eagles' songs… apparently not, because I do not know this song.
Anyway, we were able to get together in our home with some friends again last Saturday night. When we started getting together on Saturday nights a few weeks ago (see the post "Fellowship of Faith…"), we told people that we did not want to consider this an obligation, nor did we want others to consider it an obligation. So, when we have not been able to host our friends on Saturday night (such as a week ago), we let them know – without pressure or guilt. In the same way, when someone can't get together with us on Saturday nights, we do not pressure them, nor do we make them feel guilty. It has been amazing to see what happens when God brings together people who want to come together in order to encourage one another. It is different than what generally happens when people get together because they feel obligated to get together.
This Saturday night was very special! Several months ago, some close friends of ours left this country for south Asia. After several months in south Asia, they found out that their young son had cancer, so they returned to this country, but to another state. We have been able to keep in touch with them through email and Skype and by phone, but we had not seen them in several months. The husband surprised us by coming to visit this weekend. So, he was able to join us last Saturday night.
He began to tell us what God had been teaching them during their time in Asia and through the cancer treatments for their son. It is one thing to read a book about dealing with suffering; it is something quite different to hear from someone who is in the middle of it. He talked about the spiritual darkness that they felt in South Asia. He also talked about the physical and emotional trials that they are going through now. It was so encouraging and challenging to hear him talk about God's sovereignty throughout the entire process -so far. This family may not have a job. They are living in a borrowed house. They are driving a borrowed vehicle. Their son has cancer. But, he (and his wife) state with conviction, "God is good. God is in control. We have hope because of God."
Listening to my brother talk about their time in South Asia (my son liked the monkey stories), and about their struggles with hospital stays and cancer treatments, I couldn't help but think about Acts 20, where Luke records that the church in Troas gathered together to listen to Paul speak as he was passing through their area. I am not comparing my friend to Paul, but I do understand why people would want to listen to Paul speak past midnight (we didn't meet that long – not quite).
As he talked about the spiritual darkness in south Asia, we began to discuss the spiritual realm. Specifically, we talked about why people in the West generally are not as aware of spiritual forces as people in other areas of the world. We talked about comforts, distractions, independence, etc.
We also talked about maturity. This discussion was from a question that I brought to the group: "How do we help one another mature in Christ?" This was a great conversation with several suggestions. We agreed that formal teaching was important, but that formal teaching could not be the extent of discipleship. Discipleship requires living life together, not just formal teaching. Interestingly, while we were talking, a couple of people pointed to things that happened during that evening meeting that exhorted them toward maturity in Christ (small things to some – very meaningful to others).
If you are reading this, and your only contact with other believers is in a formal setting with large groups of people, I encourage you to seek brothers and sisters that you can meet with in a more intimate setting as well. I have been surprised how others have taught me, and how God has used me to teach others, without "teaching" at all.
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Sounds like you had a fantastic time together! I understand what you say about feeling obligated to meet. Steve and I hope to communicate a desire to get together without pressuring people to do so. It is such sweet fellowship when we allow God to determine who shows up, instead of trying to make it happen ourselves (that just doesn't work out very well).
Thank you for the comment. When I talked with my friend about Saturday night, he mentioned spontenaiety and the fact that we never know who is going to show up as encouarging to him. I had not thought of it in that way, but his comments are the reason that I talked about it here.
Thanks again so much for letting me "crash" with you this weekend. It was so nice to see everyone, and get away from hospital life for a few days.
Being with the Messiah Baptist family was so encouraging for me, and I hope also for the body, too. We are looking forward to returning to NC in a month or so to spend more time with everyone.
I have posted some of my thoughts about this gathering (since I was able to come this time) on my blog.
You bring up some great points in your post, especially the idea of hiding behind structure.
If you want to read Theron's post, click here.

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Cherry Bridge
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, just some of the OCs here.
Warning: Loads and loads of Spoilers!
Pairings: Mostly SasuSaku, but there's NaruHina, NejiTen, etc. too…
Info: This fic takes place after Team 7 sees Sasuke in the destroyed Sound base, Naruto just left to learn the Rasengan.
She never relied on any sort of kekkai genkai – it was just her and her fists.
Chapter 1
The early morning sun rose above the horizon, the clouds nearest to it flaming orange and crimson. Its rays of liquid gold spilled over the land, chasing away the last remnants of night.
And it was on this morning that her life veered sharply and changed drastically.
Haruno Sakura, second-best medic in the whole of the five nations, jogged out of apartment towards the Hokage tower. She had been summoned five minutes ago, and was curious to see what her shishou wanted to tell her about.
'Maybe I'm getting a mission?' she wondered.
As she walked through the slowly wakening village, she smiled and greeted people she knew. Something warm blossomed in her, something pleasing, when she saw all the respectful and grateful smiles of the Konoha people, shinobi and civilian alike. She had treated countless wounded, and she was pleased to know that her village loved her as much as she loved it.
Halfway up the stairs towards the Hokage office, Sakura met Shizune, who looked harried and nervous.
"Sempai, what is it?" Sakura inquired, alarmed.
"Oh, nothing… well, Tsunade-sama is a little… off, today…" the dark haired secretary mumbled, fidgeting.
Sakura's brow furrowed as she chewed over Shizune's words.
"Did she have anything to drink?" the pinkette asked.
"No. That's exactly what's so weird. She's so nervous; she's not even asking me for any sake." Shizune explained.
"Hm… thanks, sempai," Sakura smiled distractedly, turning to bound up the remaining steps.
Bursting into Tsunade's office, she blurted:
"Shishou, what's wrong?"
The scene in front of her took her by surprise.
Tsunade was not alone.
Maiha, a pale blue slug who was about three feet long, was sitting on the female Sannin's desk, conversing in a hushed and serious tone with her. Sakura knew Maiha; her shishou had summoned her often enough.
"Maiha-san, Tsunade-sama," Sakura greeted them, tilting her head, curiosity alight in her eyes.
The Godaime looked up, her face tight and worried. When she responded to Sakura's greeting, her voice came out in a low rasp.
"Sakura. Good. Come here and sit."
The pinkette quickly moved to do as she was told, her posture tense. What was going on?
Tsunade turned to the slug summon and said in a clipped, curt tone:
"Maiha, tell her."
The blue slug nodded and turned to Sakura.
"Sakura-san, there has been news from my brethren living in the forests near Konohagakure. Apparently, they tell me that somebody has been looking for you."
Sakura's spine snapped up, her entire body tensing. She stared at the slug with wide eyes and stammered:
"L… Looking for… me?"
"Hai, Sakura-san. I asked my brethren what the person looked like, but they are not summons and are color blind."
"They do have basic information, though," Tsunade broke in roughly. She was massaging her temples with her long fingers and continued:
"It's almost positively a shinobi, six feet two in height, with longish hair tied into four loose ponytails; two hang in front of his shoulders, two behind. The slugs say it's dark in color. He wasn't wearing any distinguishable marks from where he could come from."
Sakura stared at her mentor.
"Why would somebody be looking for me?" she mumbled, more to herself than to the other two in her room.
"I don't know, Sakura, but I don't like this. Maiha told me that he didn't seem hostile – he was very polite. He was in a village near the border between River Country and Fire Country. According to a common brown slug who happened to be there, he asked people in the village about a 'young kunoichi around the age of fifteen with unique pink hair and green eyes'. He seemed very desperate to find out."
"He'll be heading for Konoha, most likely," Sakura mused out loud. 'How strange,' she thought to herself, 'I know I've completed several difficult tasks, but I didn't think that I'd draw any specific attention to myself…'
Tsunade rubbed her temples thoughtfully before turning Maiha and saying:
"Well, thank you, Maiha. I'll make sure your warning is taken seriously."
"Hai, Tsunade-hime," the blue slug answered before poofing out of existence.
There was a beat of silence before Tsunade started again.
"So, we must assume that he'll be heading this way. I don't know what he wants of you, but I suggest that you don't stay at your usual apartment."
"Shishou," Sakura protested. "I can take care of myself."
A small smile turned the corners of Tsunade's lips up, but she shook her head and answered regretfully,
"Don't overestimate yourself, Sakura. Your own home is not safe if a killer is looking for you."
"But shishou—!"
"None of that. This is an order. You will stay at somebody else's place – Yamanaka, anybody… It's your decision, but I forbid you to live in your apartment until I say otherwise."
Sakura sighed, but nodded. The pinkette knew that, like her, her mentor was very stubborn. Especially in regards of safety for her.
"Hai, Tsunade-sama," she gave in.
"Why, hello, forehead!"
"Good to see you too, Pig," Sakura grinned at her best friend.
Ino, as usual, was dressed to capture attention. Her skin tight mini dress, purple in color, had a low cut and the wide belt only accented her slender waist. Fishnets decorated her smooth thighs, and the four-inch stilettos completed her look.
The blonde pulled Sakura in for a tight hug and asked:
"Is there a specific reason you dropped by?"
"Actually, yes." In a low tone, Sakura recounted everything that Tsunade had told her about. Her voice was laced with worry, and Ino's fair brow crumpled as she took in the information.
"Hm…" Sakura's childhood buddy scrunched up her nose and asked:
"Do you know anything about this shinobi?"
"Other than what I told you, no."
"Oh, well… anyways, of course you're allowed to stay at my place! My mom's always happy to have you over, my dad never really cares 'cause he's working most of the time, and my grandpa likes you because you're the only one who listens to him when he talks."
Sakura laughed at that – it was true – and the two of them went to the pinkette's apartment to grab her stuff.
When they entered her living quarters, the first thing Ino did was sneeze as the dust tickled her nose.
"Phew, forehead! Is it just me, or do you live at the hospital and not here?"
Sakura blushed sheepishly and really looked around her apartment for the first time in months. Most of the time, she rushed in here, grabbed something small to eat – or nothing at all – and then crashed in her bed. She used the bathroom and bedroom the most; the kitchen and adjoining living room was covered in a layer of dust.
Ino shook her head, clucking her tongue, and the girls went to Sakura's bedroom to pack her clothes. There wasn't much, and Sakura rubbed the back of her head sheepishly when Ino glared at her over the pathetic bundle of clothes.
"Uh… hehe, I wash my clothes a lot, so I don't have that much," she laughed nervously.
Ino snorted and stuffed her bundle unceremoniously into a small pack.
"Really, Sakura! It's like you're locked into a tin can all by yourself! The first thing we're doing when we get to my place is going out to buy you new clothes. You'd think that you were dirt poor and scrounging for leftovers!"
Sakura opened her mouth to protest, but her best friend overrode her, saying:
"And no arguing with me, billboard brow!"
Sighing, the pink haired medic just shook her head and packed her medic kit and toiletries, and then made her way to the door.
She paused at the exit, scanning her now very bare apartment, and said:
"Okay, let's go."
Ino babbled on and on about what kind of clothes Sakura should buy, not noticing that she wasn't really listening. Sakura nodded once in the while, but most of her attention was turned to her Inner.
'Ino really is right', Inner Sakura snickered before teasing, 'You should get a life.'
'Shut it', Sakura snapped. 'I'm happy with how things are.'
'Really? I was under the impression that you were very unhappy.'
'… I'm not going to waste time arguing with you.'
'Ha! Because you know that I'm right! Anyways, just let Ino-pig talk you into buying something hot and attractive. We want to presentable for the fellas in Konoha, ne?'
'Who are you and why the hell are you a part of me?'
Inner Sakura laughed and withdrew slightly, leaving Sakura to concentrate of her friend's ramblings.
"—namely a set of cute underwear too. Oh! I just remembered, there's a new shop in town we need to look at too, it sells really pretty kimonos, traditional and modern ones. You can even have them made special for you!"
Sakura blinked, returning to the present time and place from her talk with her Inner, and answered:
"Kimonos sound appealing, but I'm not so sure about the undies part…"
Ino laughed, waving a hand to brush away her statement, and said:
"Who cares what you're sure about and what not? I still get to drag you into shopping, and I know that you're so soft that you'll give in if I beg hard enough."
Sakura sighed but her lips twitched with amusement. The blonde knew her too well.
"Whatever," she smiled.
Ino grinned and glanced at the sun. It was already reaching the peak of its arc as it made its way along its daily path in the sky.
"It's almost midday, forehead, we should hurry. Oh! I know! Race you there!"
The next moment, Ino shot forwards – leaving a startled Sakura behind – and hollered:
"Last one at my place has to do the dishes after lunch!"
"Nani?! Masaka!" Sakura sprinted forwards, growling a curse as her pack slammed against her back uncomfortably. She dipped into her chakra for a bit of help and her speed increased dramatically.
Nearly flying over the ground, she had to dodge civilians until she decided to take to the top of the buildings. After all, Ino-pig hadn't said that you weren't allowed to roof-hop.
Somewhere outside of Konoha, Team Gai was returning from a mission in Suna, jumping through the trees. They could see the walls of Konoha in the far distance, and that boosted their spirits.
"Yoshi! We should make a youthful dash the rest of the way, so that we shall be there sooner!" Lee declared, looking at Gai.
The elder green beast of Konoha nodded and smiled, a blinding flash of light sparkling on his teeth as he exclaimed:
"What a youthful idea, Lee! You heard him team, whoever reaches the gates first receives a special prize from me!"
Tenten, an exasperate breath escaping her in the form of a sigh, asked:
"What kind of prize?"
"Now, Tenten, you should try to win even if you don't know the present. Winning is what makes the day bright and merry! But I shall humor you…"
With another blinding flash, he pulled out a black spandex suit with one hand, the other coming up with a thumbs-up gesture.
"YESSSS!" Lee cried, pumping his fist. "I will surely win the race and take the miraculous prize, Gai-sensei!"
"Lee, it gladdens me that you appreciate it so much!"
"Gai-sensei, I love you!"
"Lee, you amaze me!"
The pair of them leapt into action, disappearing faster than one can blink. And blink Neji and Tenten did.
The stoic Hyuuga sighed and glanced at Tenten, who smiled and shook her head.
"Oh, just let them have their fun," the kunoichi told her teammate. Neji grunted and stayed next to Tenten, leaping through the trees at her pace.
As the pair gradually approached Konoha, Neji's eyes strayed towards Tenten. He watched her from the corner of his eye, not wanted to get caught staring. For some reason, he found her leaping form fascinating, especially the way her breasts bounced as she landed on a branch and took off again.
Come to think of it, had he ever noticed how large her breasts had become? Not to mention her hips –
Neji caught himself, immediately terminating that particular train of thought. No, he had not just checked Tenten out! His gaze snapped forwards, a breath of pink creeping up his neck. He was glad his long hair partially hid the red tint.
Nonetheless, he continued to watch her – through the side of his head. He had activated his Byakugan silently, and was staring at her in a way that shouldn't actually be possible.
It was because of his activated dojutsu that he saw another chakra signature.
Pulling up sharply, he stopped as he landed on a branch, simultaneously calling out softly in warning:
"Tenten, there's somebody behind us."
At once, the weapon mistress halted as well, her hands automatically going to the scrolls she always carried.
"How many?" She asked, eyes darting around the woods.
"Only one. It's not a signature I recognize."
Tenten nodded and leapt higher into the branches, gaining the upper hand if the potential enemy passed under her. Neji followed her example and stationed himself towards her right, three trees away.
The chakra came nearer and nearer…
… And then a tall, dark haired shinobi leapt right between and under Tenten and Neji. His posture was relaxed, and Tenten briefly puzzled over it. It was possible that the fully grown man was a Genin – there had been cases of that – but something told her that he was stronger than that. Yet if that were so, then he should have noticed them by now…
Her musing was brought to an abrupt halt as he continued leaping, but turned his head slightly and called:
"Greetings, Konoha shinobi. I do not seek any quarrel with you; I wish to speak with the Hokage. Accompany me if you will, or not."
Both Tenten and Neji tensed and exchanged a glance before the kunoichi shrugged and dropped down several feet to land next to the stranger shinobi, her hands on her scrolls.
Neji's eyes narrowed and he landed gracefully on the stranger's other side. They kept pace with him, and Tenten inquired:
"What do you wish to tell Hokage-sama?"
The man turned his face towards her, giving her a full view of his features. She was quick to memorize it – shinobi instincts – and noted the long scar he sported that started at his hairline and ended at his chin, passing through one his eyes. The eye didn't seem harmed; only the eyelid showed the scar when he blinked. His hair was a dark red color, almost maroon, and tied into four loose ponytails. His eyes were a dark green.
"It's private, kunoichi." But something in his eyes flickered and he asked quietly:
"Although… it would help if you could answer a question. It will confirm if my trip was even necessary at all or not."
Neji answered instead of Tenten, saying:
"We can't promise anything."
"I understand. But can you tell me if there's a certain Haruno Sakura in Konoha? She has pink hair and green eyes."
Tenten froze, nearly missing the next branch she was leaping towards. Her voice was only very slightly strained as she asked:
"Why do you need to know?"
"I need to talk to her and the Hokage."
Tenten raised her gaze to look at Neji, finding him staring at her. Slowly, she blinked at him questioningly, asking his opinion, and he narrowed his gaze thoughtfully before giving a jerky nod in consent.
The kunoichi looked at the stranger and said:
"Aa, she's in Konoha."
The stranger seemed relieved and Tenten carefully asked:
"May we know your name?"
"I guess I owe you two," he answered, smiling wryly. "Very well, my name is Rokukan Takeshi."
"Pleased to meet you, Rokukan-san." Tenten replied. Neji just grunted and made no other noise.
The finally reached the gates and Tenten and Neji were greeted by a loud exclamation from Gai.
"That was a most un-youthful pace, Tenten, Neji! I could feel no motivation burning in your hearts or minds, and this was a most shameful defeat!"
Lee supplied his beloved Gai-sensei with his own shouts of:
"Now I have won, my youthful teammates, and you have nothing to hold your head high about!"
Gai paused as he realized that his two students weren't alone.
"Who's this, my lovely students? Did you capture him?"
"No, sensei," Tenten replied, sighing. "He wants to speak to Godaime-sama urgently. We bumped into him."
"Aha! He is trying to sneak in and silence our Hokage-sama!" Lee screamed, his teeth flashing in an imitation of Gai's.
"Excellent observation, Lee!" Gai boomed, giving him the thumb-up sign again.
The stranger, Takeshi, seemed amused and he said:
"Excuse me, Gai-san, was it? But I would like to speak to the Hokage. That's all."
Gai's eyes narrowed and he looked suspiciously at Takeshi, before drawing himself up with dignity and announcing:
"Team Gai, we will accompany this stranger through our beloved home village! Keep your eyes on him, stealthily and warily watch his every move, and be ready to make a youthful dash to catch him if he attempts to flee!"
Neji and Tenten groaned in sync, Takeshi fought a grin, and Lee beamed with renewed inspiration.
"Hai, Gai-sensei! I love you so much, Gai-sensei!"
And so it went on as the team led Takeshi into Konoha.
Sakura nearly moaned as Ino dragged her back and forth through Konoha's market and busiest streets where all the 'good' shops were. The blonde was very active, pulling the poor pinkette here and there, chattering away excitedly the whole time.
But that wasn't the reason for Sakura's groan.
The fact was… she was beginning to like it.
Ever since she started her tutelage under Tsunade, she never really had time to think much about her appearance. Sure, she was decent enough, but she dropped the whole 'Sasuke-kun fan club' thing. She had realized, after her teammate had betrayed the village, that skill was more important than looks, and had focused more on training.
But now, three years later, Ino was reintroducing her to shopping and other girly stuff, and she was settling right back into the action. And she liked it.
"Here, in here, Sakura!" Ino grinned and pulled her into a shop. Sakura's eyes flew wide with horror as she felt herself tugged into a store that sold nothing but sexy underwear and skimpy pieces.
"No! Not here, Pig!" She cried, struggling against Ino's grasp. Her so-called best friend just giggled madly and shoved Sakura into a clothes rack that held bras.
"Just look silly!" When the pink haired medic continued to just stand and stare blankly, Ino rolled her eyes and looked around. Her eyes lit on a set of lacy pink underwear, a bra and matching thong, and she snatched it up.
"Here," she told her friend, shoving it into her arms. Sakura woke from her trance then and groaned:
"I said no, Ino!"
"Aw, please? Just try?" Ino gave Sakura the puppy eyes. Fighting the wave of guilt, Sakura looked away, but that didn't help. She could still feel the blonde's pleading gaze.
"Fine! I'll try it on!" She snapped, jerking her furious gaze back to Ino.
"Ha!" The blonde crowed with victory and grabbed another set. They were strapless and black, with small lacy bows on the side.
"These… and these… oh, look at these… don't forget some red ones… and these too!"
And so it went on, with Sakura carrying the growing pile of 'try-on' pieces. She was trying to hide her blush by tilting her head forwards and letting her hair partially obscure her face, but the burning heat told her that it was there.
Finally, Ino had gone around the whole store once, and told Sakura to go and try on the stuff while she herself would take a last look around to see if she missed anything.
Rolling her eyes, Sakura entered a changing room and proceeded to try on a corset-style black and red top, along with a satiny red pair of shorts that toed the line between questionable and downright indecent.
She gazed at her reflection with something akin to shock.
Had she really lost track of her growth? Because she didn't remember her body being so… curvy.
'I guess I overdid it with only training and no appearance-caring', she thought numbly.
'I told you so! But noooo, you're all about skill over looks! Didn't you notice our body growing beautiful?'
Sakura blushed at her reflection and studied herself closer.
Her legs were toned and very long for her proportionally small body, her skin pale and smooth. Her flat stomach was decorated by many scars, and she discovered a small scar on her thumb where she once bit too deeply to summon something. She didn't have very big breasts, but just enough to be attractive. As for her face… she still had a slightly large forehead. Her green eyes peered back at her from the mirror from under long lashes, which weren't very visible since they were light pink.
'Now, if only we wore something this sexy, we'd have all the male population at our mercy', Inner Sakura gloated.
'Not really. I doubt I'm that attractive.'
'Yeah, yeah, whatever. You're just too embarrassed to admit it', her Inner waved her hand dismissively.
Sighing, Sakura slowly went through the steadily shrinking pile, picking out the stuff she liked more and setting the others aside. She blushed as she picked up a mesh shirt, chewed her bottom lip nervously as she examined herself in the mirror in a very, very thin white top, and giggled at a cute, red shirt that was shaped somewhat like a heart.
Finally, after what seemed to be eternity, she emerged to a grinning Ino, two separate piles in her hands.
"This is the stuff I like," she told her best friend. "The rest I'll go put back."
"Alright, forehead! This is some real progress for you!" the blonde laughed and helped Sakura return the unwanted stuff.
The girls spent about five hours shopping, and even stopped for a snack in the shopping district. That added another hour or so as Ino brought Sakura up to date with gossip.
"I'm sure you didn't hear of it," the Yamanaka said excitedly. "It's the funniest thing ever!"
"What is it?"
"Shino got together with a civilian girl!"
"What? Aw, that's so cute! What's her name?"
"Chikafuji Miyabi. She's a year younger than him, but she's a real outdoors' person. She doesn't mind Shino's bugs at all! Can you believe that?"
"… Wow. It's a perfect match then! But… She's a civilian. Doesn't Miyabi have anything against Shino's lifestyle as a shinobi?"
"Most likely not, she's got to be used to it since her father's a Jounin. As for Shino, he's not bored with her. Maybe not as exciting as dating a ninja, but he seems happy."
And so it went on as they simply enjoyed each other's company. But it was interrupted as a messenger suddenly poofed into existence right next to Sakura.
The pinkette jumped, about to ask what he wanted, when he said curtly:
"The Hokage wants to see you, Haruno-san. Please go there immediately."
Without wasting any more time, he vanished.
Sakura's eyes widened with worry before they narrowed.
"This is most likely about the stranger looking for me," she realized, standing up. Apologizing to Ino, who promised to bring the results of their shopping back to Sakura's room, the pinkette used a teleportation jutsu to the Hokage tower.
She paused for a moment outside of the office, masking her chakra as she listened to Tsunade saying:
"– but even if she is to accept, she has to be back soon, Rokukan-san."
"I understand. Still, she should take up her rightful position in the service. She's possibly one of the last of us."
Sakura frowned. She didn't recognize the second voice. It was a man's, deep and even. Who was it?
Settling her features into a blank plain, she knocked twice, briskly.
"Come in!"
As she entered, all her thoughts went down the drain as she saw who was sitting next to Tsunade.
A man with dark hair.
A man with dark hair tied into four pony tails, two in front, and two behind his shoulders.
Tsunade sensed Sakura's alarm and quickly said:
"It's ok, Sakura, calm down. Sit."
Numbly, she did, all the while with her eyes glued to the man's dark green eyes.
The Hokage coughed and said:
"Sakura, this is Rokukan Takeshi. Please don't overreact when I tell you exactly who he is."
Tsunade closed her hazel eyes and took a deep breath while the man, Takeshi, swallowed nervously.
"He's… your uncle."
Sakura froze. Her mind went blank for the second time even as her body screamed at her to snap out of it.
Tsunade started speaking again, but Takeshi cut her off, saying quietly:
"Sorry if this came a bit suddenly, but I haven't ever really seen you. Last time I saw you, you were just a baby."
Sakura finally remembered how to move her mouth and she managed to ask:
"Are you… my father's brother?" After all, her mother had had silver hair and dark brown eyes. She had never seen her father – he had left before she was even born. As a child, Sakura had often fantasized over what her father looked like, and invented reasons for his disappearance.
"Yes, I am."
Sucking in a breath, Sakura calmed herself with a bit of help from her Inner. Her voice came out slightly more even and she asked:
"Why are you here? Why did my father leave?"
There was an uncomfortable pause, and then Takeshi sighed and told her:
"I'll tell you everything I told the Hokage. I heard that you were her apprentice, and that you were close, so I don't think it should be a secret from her.
"Your mother and father met while he was under the disguise of a civilian. His name was Rokukan Yuya. Anyways, your mother was a civilian, and they fell in love. But then he revealed himself as a shinobi, and she was shocked and angry with him, sending him away.
"Shortly afterwards, you were born. He never got to see you, and it was I who brought your mother the news that he died five months after you were born. That's how I saw you."
Takeshi paused, looking at her with a serious gaze.
"Sakura… do you know the clan of Rokukan?"
"… No."
"It's a shinobi clan, but I'm not surprised you don't know it. It's kept very secret, because they – no, we – possess a very unique kekkai genkai."
Shock washed through Sakura. She had a bloodline limit?
"You probably know of the Temple of Fire, Sakura. But there is another sort of 'temple', call it what you like. It's made up out of the Rokukan, and only the Rokukan. Did you know that the Sage of the six paths was the one who gave us the bloodline ability?"
Takeshi took a deep breath before plunging on.
"To be blunt, I'll just tell you what the kekkai genkai is. The Rokukan are 'blessed by the gods'. They have the extreme control of every single kind of kekkai genkai. Bloodline limits are sorted into five categories: sight, sound, smell, taste and touch. In the category of sight are the dojutsu, for example.
"Anyways, so the Rokukan know of all the other kekkai genkai. Their temple lies in the very south of Fire Country, nearly in Tea Country. All the records are there. In addition to the five senses ability, the Rokukan sometimes had a split mind."
Sakura flinched. Her Inner cackled evilly.
"Only a quarter of the Rokukan had this second mind, but those who did were a lot more powerful than the others. And if you had the second mind, and could tame it, then you were a step even further up.
"The Rokukan's greatest secret… was that with a tamed second mind, one could move into other beings' minds, even into those that weren't sentient creatures, for example animals. And if one could focus hard enough, there are recordings of some of the ancient Rokukan who told of the stars, moon and sun speaking to them.
"That is the ultimate ability of the Rokukan," Takeshi told Sakura.
She stared at him, the silence that followed her uncle's speech seeming heavy. Sakura couldn't move, couldn't think. She couldn't believe that she was really not a Haruno, even though she had accepted the fact since she was very small. After all, her name came from her mother, Haruno Kiyomi.
She felt as if she were submerged, Takeshi's voice coming from somewhere far away. She was just… stunned. And that was an understatement.
Tsunade and Takeshi waited anxiously for her to find her tongue again, which she did after a very long silence.
"I… And why are you telling me this?" Sakura managed to whisper.
"With the Hokage's permission, I want to take you to Rokukan Temple to train you."
Another stunned silence.
Tsunade broke the awkward stillness with a cough and said gently:
"Sakura… I know that you're reluctant to leave the village, but look at it this way: Naruto is also away training. You should get stronger too."
"Hai, shishou…" Sakura sighed. She knew that the Godaime was right. She wanted to become more powerful, even if it was for the sole purpose of catching up to him, the nuke nin Uchiha.
"So it's agreed?" Takeshi looked at Tsunade, who looked at Sakura, who closed her eyes.
"Yes," the pinkette said softly. "I'm going."
Yay, new fic started! Hope you like it, and hopefully it doesn't drift too far from the actual manga. I haven't read it for a while except for the most recent chapters that come out, so please forgive me if it doesn't quite follow the real plot.
The next chapter will be up in two weeks at the most.
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Sempai – Senior at work, older graduate
Shishou – Master, Teacher
Hai – Yes
Nani? – What?
Masaka! – No way!, Impossible!
Yoshi! – Alright!


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President U Thein Sein said during a March 1 radio address that low-cost SIM cards would be released to the market in April.
"As regards the development of [our] telecom industry, you will all be informed of the efforts of our government since taking office. Plans are underway to sell low-cost mobile SIM cards in April. In addition to the short-term program, constant efforts will be made for the systematic development of the communication sector nationwide. These projects will materialise within one or two years,"Thein Sein said.
However, the president did not provide a price for the chips. But rumours have been spreading that the SIM cards will be sold for K20,000.
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Chief Executive John Morgan called the results mixed, pointing to strong free cash flow but said, "I am however, very disappointed in our lower earnings per share, even recognizing that more than half of the decline was occasioned by our planned inventory reduction."
Zep, whose products include its namesake cleaners, Armor All Professional car-washing products and insecticides sold by mass retailers, has been acquisitive in recent years as it aims to expand its distribution and retail channels. In December, the company closed on its $120 million acquisition of Ecolab Inc.'s (ECL) vehicle-care division in an effort to boost its presence among car, truck and fleet wash operators.
The diversification strategy has generally helped to improve Zep's profits in recent quarters, but its revenue performance has been mixed, due partly to the effect of foreign-currency exchange.
For the quarter ended May 31, Zep reported a profit of $6.3 million, or 28 cents a share, down from a year-earlier profit of $8.6 million, or 39 cents a share.
Sales increased 5.3% to $186 million, including $17.9 million in acquisitions from Zep Vehicle Care and Mykal Industries.
Analysts polled by Thomson Reuters most recently projected earnings of 28 cents a share on revenue of $186 million.
Gross margin widened to 46.7% from 46.3%, while selling, distribution and administrative expenses increased 12% to $74.5 million.
Shares closed Monday at $16.54 and were inactive in recent premarket trading. The stock has risen 17% in the past 12 months.
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Not only the continuing cases of rapes in the capital indicating the need for overhauling the policing and legal and judicial system, the manner in which the anti-rape protests were handled both by the police and the top political leadership reflects utter lack of management skill for agitations. While a week later some efforts in a damage control exercise were made but by that time the tempers had risen high and had resulted in avoidable violence.
That the protests were spontaneous with no known leader is well established. The gory details of the heinous crime had moved every reasonable person. The anger of the youth was building up for quite some time over the lack of security provided to women. Delhi alone had witnessed more than 450 rape cases in the last year. Women do not feel safe in the evenings. It is well known that several committees established by the Government had recommended changes in the policing which included enhancing the number of policemen, increasing the frequency of patrolling, making police officials accountable for their performance and involvement of public in providing security to women. Unfortunately all such recommendations have remained in files and no serious efforts to implement them had been made.
The need for making changes in criminal laws and judiciary system had received attention. The Malimath Committee had recommended some of the obsolete laws to be changed but efforts on this front too were disheartening. In addition from time to time saner elements in the society were demanding changes in the excruciating delay in deciding such cases but no worthwhile action was ever taken.
The protests were not merely for one incident but were the product of cumulative frustration over inaction and continuing neglect of the security of women. The rape on the 16th December, 2012 acted as the catalyst for the agitations and inept handling in the initial stages led to drawing more agitators and strengthening their resolve to continue protests despite the use of tear gas shells, lathis and the use of water in the cold season.
It is not understandable as to why no senior person from the Cabinet could meet the protestors the day they had reached the President's House. A meeting with the agitators could have satisfied them. The protestors wanted assurance for the taking action for the security of women so that such cases are not repeated, changes in laws so that the culprits may not drag the cases and ultimately get either the benefit of doubt or get away with lighter punishments.
The subsequent statement by the Home Minister equating the protestors with Maoists has not gone down well with the people. One recalls that in the 50s and 60s the senior most official in the area was expected to reach the spot immediately to deal with the protestors by using all influential persons from the society to control the protests. The political leaders were always willing to reach the spot without any hesitation. Political leader were not scared to face the protestors and were willing to take the moral responsibility for the event. Lal Bahadur Shastri resigned as the Railway Minister for one railway accident. Such was the courage of political leaders at that time.
The police action was also responsible for the deterioration of the situation. It is well known that the use of force more than necessary proves counter-productive. This is the first lesson taught at the various training centres to the police officials. It is surprising that all actions were contrary to this principle. The senior police officials must be made to answer this. While Lt Governor suspended some officials but this action was taken after the damage had been done. What was more shocking to the people was that instead of holding the police officials accountable for their inaction, they were patted by the Home Secretary for their good work. This was like rubbing salt to the wounds of the protestors.
The appropriate action in forming the commission for changes in criminal laws has come too late. The need is to change laws so that the culprits on one pretext or the other are not able to drag the cases. Culprits move from lower courts to higher courts to get relief. The protestors also demand that rape accused should not be able to pardon from the President. The objective of the punishment is to deter others from committing such crimes.
By delaying meeting the protestors, the political leaders and the top officials had allowed the criminal elements to commit violence. Common prudence should have made them realise this. Unfortunately one constable has died. The moot question is who is responsible for this. If the suitable actions would have been taken by the political leadership and the top officials, the situation would have not deteriorated. The speech of the PM has failed to make any desirable impact. Most people are talking about his 'theek hai?' comment.
The issue of improving governance and accountability for lack of security to women and others has been turned into equating the protestors with anti-nationals. This certainly reflects lack of management skills of the UPA and would have serious impact on their electoral prospects. The youth is unlikely to forget the incident. Some of the younger MPs of Congress have already sensed it and are trying to assuage the sentiments of the protestors.
The involvement of common people in providing security to women is essential. Such a suggestion has been made by the Lt Governor and was made earlier as well. One hopes that this time it would be implemented. The people will have to be involved in providing security to society. In all public transport means in the evening, volunteers should be there to ensure no untoward incident takes place. Political leadership should be more sensitive towards the problems of common persons rather than trying to avoid meeting people for genuine grievances. The political leadership would send the right signal by punishing officials responsible for inaction and wrong action.


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That was my Facebook post on Friday evening after I turned in my field project reports and completed the comprehensive competency exam to finish my master's in public health degree. I then had a martini and fell asleep on the sofa. I was bloody exhausted. I had devoted about 45 hours to the exam that week and gave my PowerPoint presentation (pre-sent) oral report over the telephone to my advisors in Florida as well. I don't even want to think about the phone bill after that one-and-a-half-hour call!
Saturday I cleaned up my desk, filed things away and thought, "Now what?" Indeed, what now? I've driven my partner nuts with my fidgeting and restlessness this weekend. I don't know what to do with myself. For the three years I've been living here, I've never had a moment without my degree somewhere in the back of my mind. It is a strange feeling, especially since I felt somewhat depressed. This is where being married to a professor of psychology helps. Apparently it is perfectly normal to feel somewhat lost after completing a degree. Have any of you transitional DPTs felt that afterward? How about once you've contemplated your loan repayments?
Ah well, a week of simply going to work for five days is ahead. How very strange! I've started scoping out new opportunities and trying to figure out what my next move should be.
Then again, I could just take a moment and breathe... nah!
Congratulations. You deserve a deep breath and a few minutes to yourself.
Paul: Doctorate? Don't think I have the time, patience, reserves (mental or financial) to go that route. I do appreciate your confidence in me though!
Sue: OMG! It has only been 20 years! I would love to catch up. I will be in touch.
Hi Dean,
Congrats to you! I have been following your blog and would love to get in touch after all these years. I am still at Mount Sinai but only part time. Will actually be in London in Sept maybe we could make a plan to get together...email me!
Sue Dori (now Calise)
Dean, you deserve a break but I was thinking Doctorate??? Just a little challenge for someone on the go. Enjoy your success. Are you sure it isn't all that rain getting you a bit down?
BTW, I did go through a bit of DPT's when I finished by Bachelor's as I completed it at night as part of an accelerated program while working full time. I can only imagine what you went through although I've been priveleged to follow your journey through Facebook.
Awww thanks! Truly I am blessed with friends and readers who have been so supportive.
Congratulations! Enjoy a few deep breaths. I look forward to following along on your next adventure!
Dean--well done, you!! Congratulations on your degree; you have worked very hard, as we all have shared with you over the months. Kick back with a few pints and enjoy!!


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A CALDICOT mum who is aiming to raise £40,000 for a pioneering operation to help her daughter walk on her own says she is touched by the support.
The Argus' sister paper the Free Press is backing Catherine Ashwell-Rice's appeal to help her daughter Imogen Ashwell-Lewis.
More than £1,250 has been donated to the cause in the first fortnight and now more individuals and organisations are being called on to donate.
St Mary's RC Primary in Chepstow and the Chepstow Round Table branch are among local organisations to have pledged support by organising a non-uniform day and offering their manpower at fundraising events.
Ms Ashwell-Rice, 36, of Lapwing Avenue, launched the Help Imogen Walk campaign through the Tree of Hope charity so that Imogen, two, can have a radical procedure to save her from relying on a wheelchair.
Ms Ashwell-Rice said: "I'm really glad the Free Press have felt able to help us publicise our appeal. The publicity is not only raising awareness of Imogen's case but also the fact that this life-changing surgery is not available on the NHS."
Imogen was born 11 weeks early weighing 3lb 2oz. She suffers from a debilitating nerve-muscle condition known as spastic diplegia cerebral palsy, which means she walks on her toes, has stiffness in her legs and poor balance and co-ordination.
The mum-of-eight hopes a procedure called selective dorsal rhizotomy (SDR) will help avoid further muscle deterioration and stiffness.
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- HCN's very impressive revenue growth greatly exceeded the industry average of 12.1%. Since the same quarter one year prior, revenues leaped by 51.6%. This growth in revenue does not appear to have trickled down to the company's bottom line, displayed by a decline in earnings per share.
- The net income growth from the same quarter one year ago has significantly exceeded that of the S&P 500 and the Real Estate Investment Trusts (REITs) industry. The net income increased by 22.5% when compared to the same quarter one year prior, going from $58.51 million to $71.66 million.
- HEALTH CARE REIT INC has exprienced a steep decline in earnings per share in the most recent quarter in comparison to its performance from the same quarter a year ago. This company has reported somewhat volatile earnings recently. But, we feel it is poised for EPS growth in the coming year. During the past fiscal year, HEALTH CARE REIT INC increased its bottom line by earning $0.45 versus $0.34 in the prior year. This year, the market expects an improvement in earnings ($0.85 versus $0.45).
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HOSTETTER CO. v. BECKER.
PER CURIAM. According to the evidence in the record, all gloves, when commercially finished, have embroidery upon the back, consisting of three decorations, and those in which the decoration is formed of a single strand or cord are commercially known as "plain" gloves. We conclude that the embroidered gloves "with more than three single strands or cords" of paragraph 458 of the tariff act of October 1, lR90, are all those except the three single-strand embroidered gloves, and that, as the gloves in controversy have three decorations, each of which consists of more than a single strand or cord, they were properly subjected to the additional duty of 50 cents per dozen pairs. The judgment of the circuit court is therefore affirmed.
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v. BAUER
v. BOWER
(Circuit Court, S. D. 1\"ew Yorl,. April 8, 189(;')
Complainant had sold for many years an article known as "Hostetter's Bitters." Defendant mallufactUl'ed an article resembling it in color and in other particulars. and sold the same to retail dealers, under the name "Host-StYle Bitters," in large demijohns, without labels, and was shown in several instances to have given to the purchaser of his bitters an empty bottle bearing all complainant's labels. Held, that defendant, though the purchaser from him was not deceived. had furnished the means of deceiving the public, and should be enjoined from selling Host-Style Bitters. and, at the same time and in connection with the sale, giving to the purclmser empty Hostetter hottles.
Albert H. Clarke and James Watson, for complainant. Charles Putzel, for defendants Becker and Bower. COXE, District Judge (orally). In the cause argued yesterday, Hostetter Company against Emil Becker, I am inclined to think that, upon the conceded facts, the complainant is entitled to relief. 11any propositions have been advanced upon one side and disputed upon the other which, in my view of the case, it is not necessary now to determine. The following facts are either conceded or are established by a great preponderance of testimony: The defendant makes an article of bitters which is light in color, and in other particulars resembles the bitters which have been sold by the complainant for a great number of 'years. These bitters made by the defendant are called "Host-St,yle Bitters," the name not being derivative, but purely arbitrary. The proof shows no possible reason for the adoption of this name unless it be that in sound and general appearance it resembles the complainant's name. No one of the witnesses called for the defendant gives any plausible explanation for adopting this name. In view of the other evidence I cannot doubt that it was adopted with an intent upon the part of the defendant to deceive the public and confound his bitters with those made by the complainant. The defendant's bitters are sold in large demijohns, with no label or mark at all resembling complainant's labels. But it is admitted
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that in four instances these bitters were sold and at the same time an empty bottle containing all the labels of the Hostetter bottles was given away to the purchaser. Admitting that nothing was said upon the occasion when these bottles were given away with the demijohn, I think the inference is almost conclusive that it was the intention of the defendant and his agents that the contents of the demijohn was to be poured into the bottle and sold in that way. No other presumption can arise from that conjunction of facts. Therefore, to draw an analogy from the patent law, it is a case of contributory infringement. Of course the buyers of defendant's bitters were not deceived. It is not pretended that they were, and that is not the theory of the bill as I understand it. But the defendant placed in the hands of the buyers implements which enabled them to deceive the general public. It cannot be successfully disputed that it would be a fraud upon the complainant's rights if a retail dealer should fill an old Hostetter bottle with spurious bitters and sell it to retail purchasers as the genuine Hostetter bitters; and yet this is, in the eye of the law, precisely what the defendant does. While not doing that himself he enables others to do it, and he suggests to them the way in which it can be done successfully. Upon the conceded facts the case is brought directly within the decision in the Western circuit which was read yesterday, and where the law is laid down precisely as I understand it to be. Hostetter Co. v. Brueggeman-Reinert Distilling Co., 46 Fed. 188. Mr. Putzel: If your honor please, there is a more recent case. The Court: It does not change the law because that is the law which has been enunciated ever since the doctrine of unfair competition in trade has found a place in the law books. The complainant is entitled to a decree enjoining the defendant and his agents from selling Host-Style Bitters, and at the same time and in connection with the sale giving to the purchaser empty Hostetter bottles. The court should not go to the extent of saying that the defendant should not sell his bitters bv whatever name he sees fit in demijohns without labels, but as I' said yesterday it would seem that he is trf:ading UpOll dangerous ground in adopting :a name which so closely resembles the complainant's name. I do not go to that extent, because I think the court would not be justified in saying that the defendant should not use "Host-Style" as the name for his bitters provided he does not simulate any of the labels of the complainant; but I do think he should be stopped from selling these bitters and giving to the purchaser empty Hostetter bottles in such circumstances that the purchaser could hardly doubt that it was the intention that he should sell the bogus bitters in the genuine bottle. In the case of the Hostetter Company against Bauer, the defendant was a retail dealer who sold spurious bitters in a Hostetter bot· tIe. That is uudisputed. As to him there should be a decree as prayed for in the bill. As to the case of the Hostetter Company against Bower, I will take the record and examine the testimony, because in that case there is a somewhat difficult question of fact.
Decrees to be prepared by complainant's counsel, copies of which are to be handed to the counsel for the defendant; the same to be settled Friday morning, April 10th.
WBLKER v. WELLER et al. (Circuit Court, W. D. Pennsylvania. February 13, 1896.)
The Welker patent, 1'\0. 480,536, for a fastening for table legs of knockdown tables, cannot, in view of the prior state of the art, be expanded to cover constructions which do not embody the elements of "longitudinal, segmental kerfs," and "tenons secured in the grooves or kerfs," and in which the joint used is of a different and well-known construction.
The Welker design patent, No. 22,997, for a design for table legs, is void for want of novelty.
This was a suit in equity for the infringement of certain patents relating to table legs for knockdown tables. John G. Reading and Frank L. Dyer, for complainant. S. P. lIcCandless, H. C. Parsons, and C. D. & ,V. It Davis, for respondents. BUFFING'fON, District Judge. This suit is brought by Louis Welker against H. M. Weller and William Decker for alleged infringement of letters patent No. 480,536, granted August 9, 1892, for a fastening for table legs, and also for the infringement of letters patent for a design for a table leg, No. 22,997, granted January 2, 1894, to said Welker. As touching the first patent, infringement of the third claim is alleged, which is as follows:
(3) In a knockdown table, the combination of the frame, having its side pieces provided with the longitudinal, segmental kerfs or grooves, arranged as described, the corner piece or brace having its chamfered ends provided with the tenons secured in the grooves or kerfs, the solid head leg fitted against tbe imperforate ends of the side pieces, and tbe screw bolt secured in the bead of the leg. and having a nut bearing against the corner piece or brace, substantially as described.
The defenses alleged are noninfringement, prior use, and lack of patentability. The subject of dispute is what is known in the furniture trade as a "knockdown table." For convenience of shipping and handling, tables are constructed with adjustable legs placed therein, and the whole crated and shipped. The legs 'are not attached until they reach the dealer. In this way freight is saved, and damage to the tables avoided, while the adjnstable legs make it possible to lIse such tables in fiats and houses with narrow halls, into which the same table, with nonadjustable legs, could not be cal'ried. Decided advance in the art had been made before Wetker's patent. It is not necessary to refer to all of it in detail. The exam· pIes selected are snfficient to show the comparatively narrow field for advance left when Welker entered the field. Prior thereto, we find in knockdown tables a corner brace connecting the side rails,
a'nd connection of these parts made with an adjustable leg by a wood screw, which passed through a hole in the corner brace, and was screwed into the leg or by a lag screw which had a nut head, instead of the fiat screw head of the wood screw. The objection to this method was that when the table was taken apart the screw had to be taken completely out of the leg, and when this was done a few times the hole became enlarged, and the tables ceased to be rigid and firm. This objection was in part obviated by the 8t. John construction, in which an opening of keyhole shape was made in the cross brace of sufficient size at the lower end to permit the nut of the lag screw to slip through. When this was done the leg was pushed upward to its proper place, and a rigid connection made by turning the nut. By this method the screw was only given a few turns, and it was not necessary to remove it entirely from the table leg. 'l'he next advance showed a method in which there was no abrasion of the leg whatever. In it the interior cornel' of the leg was slotted so as to permit an iron hook to slip down and engage with an iron crosspiece in the slot. The outer end of tbe hook was threaded, passed through a hole in the corner brace, and by means of a nut with washer the parts were drawn into rigid connection, the ends of the rails seating themselves in bevels on the sides of the legs. This method was embodied in Goedeke's patent, No. 456,377, of July 21, 1891. Subsequent to this, complainant conceived the idea of permanently placing a rigidly connecting hanger bolt in the leg itself, and also of attaching the corner brace to the side rails by a peculiar form of joint. A hanger bolt has a wood screw thread at one end, and a nut thread at the other. It will be noted that the idea of threading the exterior end of the connecting bolt, and forming a rigid connection by a nut, was not original with complainant, and his advance in this respect was simply in making the connecting pin primarily rigid, as opposed to Goedeke's attaching a hooked bolt to a cross pin in the leg slot. The third eIaim originally made was:
In a table, the combination with side piE'ces, a corner block, and a leg, of a 8crew bolt rigid with the leg, and passing through the corner piece. and a nut fitted on the screw bolt, SUbstantially as
This claim, which was clearly broad enough to cover defendants' device, was rejected on the Goedeke patent, and because the lag screw was common in furniture; and in the subsequent proceedings the applicant, in effect, disclaimed originality in the lag screw itself, saying:
Applieant regards it as important to use a bolt having a lag serew at one end to rigidly fasten the bolt in a solid leg, and with a metal-nut thread on its other end. The bolt is not claimed, per se, but the organization of the several parts is new.
In all the claims finally granted, there was a limitation of longitudinal, segmental kerfs, and tenons secured in the kerfs or grooves. In view of these proceedings in the patent office, and of the prior advance in the art, it is manifest the claim should not be expanded to cover constructions which do not embody the elements of "longitudinal, segmental kerfs," and "tenons secured in the grooves or kerfs," and in which the joint employed was another and well-known
prior form of construction. Indeed, such a construction would be fatal to the patent. The claim being thus construed, it is clear the respondents' device does not infringe. The question still remains, can the bill be sustained upon the design patent for a table leg? On November 29, 1893, the complainant applied for a design patent for a table leg, which was granted January 2, 1894. "The leading feature in my design," the specification recites, "consists of a table leg with an upper end of a generally square shape, with one of its corners beveled off, and with a projection protruding from the beveled corner." He had on December 2, 1891, applied for a mechanical patent for a fastening for table legs, which, in substance, showed in combination the form of leg embodied in the design patent. The complainant testifies that he made his invention in the latter part of the summer of 1891, and began manufacturing the tables in the fall, or the latter part of the summer, of 1891. Conceding for present purposes that a table leg which had been embodied in combination in a mechanical patent issued before the present application was made, which is not in itself an article of commerce, and which, when used in a table, so far as the "projection protruding from the beveled corner" is concerned, is wholly hidden from view, and in no way appeals to the eye; conceding, we say, that it can be the subject of a design patent,and conceding that a design patent could issue on an application made Kovember 29, 1893, for a design which, by the applicant's admission, had been perfected more than two years previously, and had been publicly used and manufactured in the fall or latter part of the summer of 1891,-the question still remains whether there was any novelty in the design shown. On this point the issue is with the respondents. Exhibit G, introduced by complainant, and admitted by him to have been manufactured by respondents before the device in suit, shows a table leg with an upper end of a generally squ-ire shape, with one of its corners beveled, and a projection protruuing from such beveled corner. The only difference between it and the design-patent device is that Exhibit G has a fixed nut on the end of the projection. Such being the case, there certainly was no patentable novelty in dispensing with the nut. Where the two designs are, in their prominent features, identical, as they are here, and their sole difference lies in that the protuberance of one has a small nut at the end, and the other has none, the difference is not of such material character as to afford ground for the grant of a design patent. Weare therefore of opinion the design patent is void for want of patentable novelty. Let a decree dismissing the bill be drawn.
'l'ROY LAUNDRY MACHINERY CO. v. ADAMS LAUNDRY MACHINERY CO. et al.
(Circuit Court of Appeals, Second Circuit. March 17, 1896.)
The Wendell and ·Wiles patent, No. 401,770, for an improvement in dampening machines, is so limited by the action of the patent office and


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A SUSPECTED serial killer who carries a duffel bag is now believed to be behind the slayings of three shop owners of Middle Eastern descent.
The New York Police Department has called in the FBI to make up a profile of the suspect, who was seen on surveillance video running away from the scene of the latest of the three killings, the murder of Brooklyn shop owner Rahmatollah Vahidipour, an Iranian Jew.
The murder exacerbated the fear in business owners worried they will be next.
The 78-year-old Vahidipour was shot three times in the head and torso by a .22 calibre gun, the same as used in the other killings. His body was dragged to the back of the store and covered with merchandise, WABC reported.
"We're focused on the man with the duffel bag, mostly due to process of elimination," the source told the New York Daily News.
NYPD said that shell casings from the gun matched those found at the two other murders. In addition, the killings were within an 8km radius of each other, each occurred at a small shop that lacked security cameras and each victim was over 50, police said.
"We're not sure of the motive," a police source told the New York Daily News. "Is it robbery and it's a coincidence that these victims all have a Middle Eastern background? It could be. ... Or, is this guy targeting men because he hates Muslims or hates Arabs?"
The balding, middle-aged killer is believed to have struck three times in four months in Brooklyn. He is suspected of killing clothing store owner Mohammed Gebeli, 65, on July 6, and then Isaac Kadare, 59, in his Amazing 99 Cents Deal shop on August 2.
The NYPD released images of four "persons of interest" yesterday, but two of the people - a woman and a man chasing her - have been interviewed and cleared of any connection to the case.
A fourth person is an older woman who is also not believed to be connected to the crime. She is still being sought for questioning as a possible witness.
The same law enforcement source added Chief of Detectives Phil Pulaski asked the FBI if the agency could provide a criminal profiler to work with the NYPD in drawing up a portrait of the killer, who uses a .22 calibre pistol and is apparently targeting balding, middle aged men of Middle Eastern descent.
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A decade of recovery at Vincent House
For 10 years, the facility has helped individuals with mental illnesses rediscover themselves and realize their dreams
By TIFFANY RAZZANO
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Vincent House operates much like a small self-contained city. Mike Parker, left, and Mike Taddeo, prepare a meal in the Vincent House kitchen.
PINELLAS PARK In 1993, Elliott and Dianne Steeles youngest daughter was in the prime of her life.
Shed recently graduated from high school and had embarked on her own for the first time, attending college away from home. The popular student was excited, effervescent, happy. And her parents couldnt be more proud.
But six months into her college career, the Steeles received a phone call that no parent ever wants to get: Their daughter began to exhibit symptoms of schizophrenia and she was unable to care for herself.
This changed not just her life, but our lives forever, Elliott Steele said.
The couple, which lives in Indian Shores, watched their daughter struggle not only with her illness, but also with the subpar mental health services available to her in Pinellas County. They stood by her side the entire time, fighting for her, rooting for her.
Over the years, they evolved from her strongest supporters to tireless advocates for all those with psychiatric needs throughout the entire county, as well as across the state and the country. They became heavily involved with the regional and Florida chapters of the National Alliance on Mental Illness.
And in 2003, inspired by their daughter, they opened the doors to the Vincent House in Pinellas Park.
Now the nonprofit organization celebrates 10 years as a restorative community, using the idea of recovery through work to help those who struggle with mental illness to realize their potential and to move beyond the boundaries that grew around them from the stigma of their disease.
Getting started
Armed with a culinary background working for Hyatt Corp. as well as a law degree, Elliott eventually worked his way up to the position of administrative director of support services at the University Community Hospital in Tampa. Dianne owned Steele Animal Hospital in Seminole.
In 1999, he quit his job and she sold the veterinary clinic. They decided it was time to focus their efforts on mental illness advocacy full-time.
It was time to do something more, Elliott said.
There are more than 800,000 people with severe and persistent mental illness in the state, such as schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and major depression, he added. More than 40,000 of them are in Pinellas. And theyre not receiving the treatment they need.
At the time, Florida ranked 47 among all 50 states when it came to per capita mental health funding. Today, it ranks 51, Elliott said. Even below Puerto Rico.
The concept for Vincent House is based on similar clubhouse programs in other states. Those who join are members, not patients, and it focuses on creating a local community center for those with mental illness, revitalizing their hopes and dreams while preparing them for real life work experiences.
The couple teamed up with Bob Dillinger, public defender for Pinellas and Pasco counties, to obtain the funding they needed to create such an environment.
[Dillingers] a very strong advocate for people with mental illness, Elliott said. Hes an advocate for people, period.
It took nearly two years, but their relentless grassroots efforts earned them the state funding they needed to open a clubhouse in Pinellas.
On Jan. 20, 2003, doors to Vincent House, which at first operated out of a former sub shop in a local strip mall, opened.
Literally, the fridge at the time was an ice chest, Elliott said, and there was a grill in the back yard that we cooked on.
But they had to start somewhere, Elliott said, and the members began to trickle in.
We were much smaller then, Dianne said, but it was the same basic idea: we wanted to help people transform their lives.
During the summer of 2005, having outgrown its location, Vincent House moved to its permanent home at 4801 78th Ave. With around 250 active members around 60 of them dropping in daily and 600 lifetime members, it wasnt long before even this new 2,800-square-foot space was too small. But they were receiving less and less money from the state each year. So the nonprofit began a fundraising campaign, raising more than $1 million to build a 5,000 square foot addition to the building.
Looking back at its humble beginnings, Dillinger is struck by how far Vincent House has come.
More than a decade ago, [it] started in a small strip store. It now has a beautiful state-of-the-art facility, he said. What has not changed is the delivery of hope to those with mental illness. Without hope, people will not succeed in life and may actually become a societal liability.
How they help
Vincent House operates much like a small, self-contained city.
Theres a bank, a cafeteria, a thrift store, a business and media center.
Its members run all of these areas. They prepare the meals. They answer the phones. They run the retail thrift shop. One group creates and designs newsletters for the nonprofit.
The tasks and duties they learn while on the job prepare them for working in the real world, Dianne said.
They come in with no hope, no confidence, no self-esteem, she said. This builds them back up. Working is rehabilitation for them.
The nonprofit helps them utilize their newfound skills beyond the walls of Vincent House. The organization teams up with local businesses to help its members find first transitional employment (sometimes staff members even train on the job with them to make for a smoother transition) and eventually permanent, independent jobs.
Vincent House also assists members in meeting education goals, whether its earning a GED or applying to colleges, and helps them in other areas, such as finding housing.
New members walk through the door each day. The Steeles, amazed by the transformations they see, cant help but think back to their own experience of finding help for their daughter.
We constantly see family come in with a son or daughter, or an uncle, aunt, brother, or sister, Dianne said. I think that if at the time such a program existed for our daughter, if we had a place like this to go to, if we had been able to walk into a facility like this and be treated with dignity, things would have been much different.
Who theyve helped
There is no one mold for a member of Vincent House.
The men and women who seek help from the organization range in age from teens to seniors. Some are high school dropouts, and some hold graduate degrees. Some are homeless and have lived on the streets; others live with their families or are successful professionals.
No matter their background, all of them rely on the programs at Vincent House to help them overcome their illness and get back on their feet.
Joe Stabile, 57, of Pinellas Park, who has come to Vincent House from the very beginning, puts it bluntly: the nonprofit quite literally saved his life.
The bottom line is, if I never came here, Id probably be out on the streets, or dead somewhere, he said. Its a phenomenal place. Ive been blessed to come here.
An addict, Stabile has been clean for some time now, and rents a place with several other Vincent House members.
Chiquita Ivory, 35, of Pinellas Park, found the Vincent House three years ago, when no other program seemed to be helping.
Coming here made me want to be a better person, she said. It has helped me to build my self-esteem, and to grow and to be the mature person Ive become.
Today she holds two jobs, and loves them both. This past November, at one of her jobs she was recognized as Employee of the Month.
Ron Ritchie, 61, of St. Petersburg, felt unemployable when he first joined Vincent House six years ago. Today he works as a transportation specialist for a local hospital, a job he was only able to get because of his work at Vincent House making pickups and deliveries.
Im really impressed by this place, he said. Its something really special.
What the future holds
As Vincent House celebrates a decade of helping individuals with mental illnesses, Elliott and Dianne Steele are preparing to step down from their positions of executive director and assistant director, respectively.
Every place needs some new blood every once in a while, Dianne said.
The couple will remain active with the organization though. But theyll be handing leadership over to William McKeever, program coordinator, who is passionate about Vincent House and its work in the community.
We really do what no other organization does in the community and perhaps in the state, he said. And thats help people who really live on the fringes of society.
The organizations big project moving forward is a possible expansion to Pasco County.
The Steeles say theyd like to see a Vincent House in each of Tampa Bays counties, but Pasco needs it the most.
Theres so little up there for those with mental illness, Dianne said.
A board for the potential Pasco Vincent House has already been organized, and weekly, sometimes daily, discussions, on making it happen are under way.
Vincent House also continues to seek donations and alternative funding for its work, as the state provides less and less funding each year.
Its new Sponsor a Life program allows individuals to pledge a monthly gift to help provide scholarships to potential members who would otherwise be unable to afford the monthly dues. And on Feb. 2, the nonprofit will host its Purses 4 Hope sale. All proceeds from the sale of new and nearly new purses and accessories will benefit the organization.
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WSOP Main Event Day 1a falls short of expectations
Day 1a of the 2013 World Series of Poker Main Event saw a slight dip in attendance, with the unofficial head-count falling just shy of 1,000 players according to WSOP officials. Considering the overall increase in attendance for the 2013 WSOP the turnout is likely to be a slight disappointment.
Historically, Day 1a of the World Series of Poker Main Event has always seen the lowest turnout, and it's usually not even close. In 2012 Day 1a pulled in 1,066, Day 1b saw 2,114 players hit the tables, and Day 1c attracted 3,418 players. So, while this year's Day 1a tally of nearly 1,000 players (unofficially) may be slightly down from last year, the real test will come on Day 1b and 1c, when the starting field more than doubles and triples.
According to the unofficial numbers, 584 players from the Day 1a flight will move on to play in Monday's Day 2a (Day 1b will play Day 2b on Tuesday and Day 1c will play Day 2c on Wednesday) before the field is combined for the first time on Thursday for Day 3 of the 2013 WSOP Main Event.
Some of the players moving on to Day 2 with large chip-stacks include Dan Fleyshman (82k), Rep Porter (82k), Dominik Nitsche (77k), Ronnie Bardah (75k), Elio Fox (75k), John Hennigan (75k), Scott Fischman (75k), Russell Thomas (68k), Kenny Tran (68k), Steve Gee (66k), and Kyle Cartwright (62k).
In addition to being the least attended, Day 1a generally draws the fewest big names, as most poker pros opt for Day 1c or even Day 1b, but there was some star-power scattered across the Rio on Saturday, including 2012 WSOP Main Event Champion Greg Merson, who bagged-up a healthy 81,650 chips by the end of the night. 2011 Champion Pius Heinz didn't fare as well, hitting the rail on Day 1a, along with names like Chino Rheem, Mike McDonald, and TJ Cloutier. 2009 Main Event Champion Joe Cada survived Day 1a, moving on with about 26k in chips.
Here is a look at the Top 10 chip counts from Day 1a of the 2013 WSOP Main Event:
1. Evan Panesis — 190,975
2. Nicholas Crisp — 184,075
3. Abdulaziz Almashal — 180,575
4. Sergio Castelluccio — 175,825
5. Michael Wehner — 170,325
6. Jason Manger — 158,150
7. Yucel Eminoglu — 147,425
8. Gal Erlichman — 146,875
9. Scott Wesley — 137,075
10. Jonathan Lane — 137,075
There is still a very long way to go before we know who will be playing for the WSOP Main Event title, as the final nine will not be determined until July 15, a full 10 days of play from the start of the tournament –the final table will take place in November after the now customary hiatus.
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Bald Friar was originally a ford of the Susquehannah River lying just north of the modern Connowingo Dam. It was also known historically as "Fulton's Ferry". (See: 1766 Bald Friar Road Petition). Connowingo Dam was built downstream of Bald Friar's Ford in the 1920; waters of the resulting lake innundated the ford. The Bald Friars community previously located at the ford moved uphill, settling near the modern community of "Pilot", and retained the name "Bald Friars". Today, "Bald Friar" is described by the USGS as "an inhabited place", but it does not appear as such in the 2000 census. [need a fact check for this] As such the place name is probably only of historical interest.
From: Maryland Historical Markers Data Base, June 25 2009] (qv, for some nice local photos).
Maryland Historical Marker located at 39° 41.949′ N, 76° 10.442′ W.. This marker lies near Conowingo, in Octoraro Hundred, Cecil County, MD. It is on the left when traveling north on Rock Springs Road (Route 222), at the intersection of Rock Springs Road and Old Conowingo Road.
Near Pilot, two and one-half miles northwest of this point, lies the site of a Susquehanna fording used by Indians before the coming of the white man. By 1695, a barge provided ferry service to the colonists. The Conowingo Lake now covers the site. On April 12, 1781, Lafayette moved his troops south by way of this ford, followed by Rochambeau's Artillery and baggage detachments on September 10 of the same year.
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Source: The Handbook of Texas Online
The RO (Rowe) Ranch was named for its founder,
Alfred Rowe. It began in 1878 when the adventurous
Englishman erected a dugout on Glenwood Creek, just above
its junction with the Salt Fork in Donley County, and
began buying cattle.
(information from The Handbook of
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