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"I believe you think Kansas is out of the world but believe me it is right in the center,
and God Almighty was in one of His pleasantest moods when He made it."
– Richard Smith, Sept. 16, 1870
How many ways are there to connect the dots of a life? I can't recall the first time I stood at the confluence of Cherry Creek and the South Platte River in lower downtown Denver, but I know it didn't impress me as much as it would later in my life. Time matures us all, physically and mentally, and spiritually, too, the latter being the most important but not in the way most people think. We are in this world and of it and linked in ways we will never fathom. And later, after walking down the concrete steps from the viaduct to the small platform overlooking the confluence not far from where gold was discovered in June 1858, a deepening sense of the antiquity and permanence of the land and our mystical ties to it settled in my bones, and the world thereafter became a different place.
It took a lot of imagination to picture it as it once was. The Front Range rising in the west, Long's Peak a sharp canid fang to the northwest, an unbroken tide of shortgrass prairie rolling to the eastern horizon, and perhaps an Indian settlement or two, and the sound of birds, water, and wind in the cottonwoods. Not a lonely place but almost ideal, and now ravaged under concrete, steel and glass, the air choked with exhaust and thrumming with the roar of traffic.
Strange to realize that Kansans created the rough mining village that would grow into the largest city in Colorado. It was November 1858, and a party hailing from Leavenworth, then a part of the Kansas Territory, founded the Denver City Town Company. My wife and I reversed their outward migration to the frontier almost a century and a half later, if you define frontier as any unpopulated area growing ever more unpopulated.
It was a good time for Larimer and the others to leave. The Kansas-Missouri borderland was a freefire zone, blood spilled at the Marais Des Cygnes massacre was still wet on the ground, John Brown had less than a year to live and Abraham Lincoln would soon declare that "No other territory has ever had such a history." And war was coming, the likes of which no man could imagine.
The territory that would become Kansas was first an idea, then an ideology, then a bloody battleground. That's what we remember, what school kids are told every January 29th as teachers recount the difficult birth of the state. There's more, of course, the trails that led settlers into and out of the territory and the immigrants who stayed, the Native American tribes, the mountain men, Pony Express riders and cattle drives. And before them the explorers: the Pathfinder, John Fremont, in 1842, and Stephen Long in 1819—for whom the tallest peak on the Front Range was named--and the most famous of them all, Lewis and Clark, who crossed the northeastern part of the state in 1804. I have no affinity with any of them other than perhaps Long, whose peak graced my imagination and view for two and a half decades. If there are any connections between myself and the early explorers it is with Francisco Vasquez de Coronado, who in 1541 entered Kansas looking for Quivira, one of the mythical seven cities of gold.
Coronado was well known to me, having been schooled in Albuquerque, not far from where he entered the Rio Grande Valley valley after sacking the Zuni pueblo of Tiguex.
Many years prior to my Colorado experience the same sensation whelmed me while standing in the ruins of Cicuye, a pueblo not far from the Pecos River in northern New Mexico. It was night, and starlight glimmered on the distant snowy mountains. I had walked from the parking lot to the kiva and stared down into that midnight entrance and felt some unnameable thing within me move as if in recognition. I was younger and less certain of myself and chalked it up to the mystery of a vanished civilization. Now I recognize it as a homecoming.
It was at Cicuye that Coronado first heard of Quivira. Not that far, really, from where I first learned of it. But where he went in search of gold I also went, and my search was more successful.
I don't claim to understand what makes one place intrinsic to our being. All I can say is that there are places of power that speak to us and captivate us and hold us in their imagination.
Perhaps these are tenuous connections at best, faint tracings on a map extant only in my imagination. But imagination is what keeps us here in the face of our adversities, an imagination that blazed when I first crossed that imaginary line dividing one state from the next. And I wonder if these connections may not even be connections but something else entirely.
Edward Abbey wrote, "Every man, every woman, carries in heart and mind the image of the ideal place, the right place, the one true home, known or unknown, actual or visionary." For Abbey, it was the deserts of Utah. For me it's multiple places, a medley of desert and mountain and prairie, of pinyon-juniper woodlands and deciduous hardwood forests, of West Texas scrubland and Yucatan jungles, but always at the center of my known world is the northern Flint Hills where the tallgrass prairie bleeds away into the glaciated regions. Like life itself, it's a territory of intersections, borders, confluences, connections. It's Kansas, and for this outsider, every day is Kansas Day.
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Resolutions and resignations to reality
Every man naturally persuades himself that he can keep his resolutions,
nor is he convinced of his imbecility but by length of time and frequency of experiment.
According to the glut of polls clotting the news each January, Americans of all stripes are in general consensus over the state of their being. It ain't a pretty picture. Taken as a whole, resolutions—vows, determinations, convictions—solemnly undertaken on the cusp of a new year point to an overweight, profligate, hard-drinking, chain-smoking, slovenly, shiftless, selfish, stressed-out citizenry. As if that weren't damning enough, resolutions also indicate that a hefty percentage of our friends and neighbors—and perhaps you, too—believe that by merely voicing a series of baseless utterances, their overweight, profligate, hard-drinking, chain-smoking, slovenly, shiftless, selfish, stressed-out lives will suddenly and magically be improved.
Sort of like believing in the tooth fairy with some pitiless self-criticism thrown in.
While I'm unhesitant to poke a stick at such blithering nonsense, I confess to not being totally without fault. At some point in each of our lives we've taken stock of our situation and deduced it could stand some improvement, myself included. The resolutions I opted for were no different from the ones advocated by the majority of Americans who resolve, thereby proving the universality of man across gender, race, class, political and religious affiliation. Indeed, making resolutions dates back to the ancient Babylonians and probably farther yet if only written records had survived. Under the skin we're the same whether we like to admit it or not.
And, of course, in every instance I failed, sometimes before the finish of the first day.
If tradition didn't dictate starting resolutions at the turning of the year, common sense would. Everything seems new and fresh, the pages of the calendar unsullied, the coming 12 months brimming with promise and hope and the chance for new beginnings and perhaps even a complete makeover from the battered husk we were at the end of the last brutal year. It's no wonder the new year is characterized as a baby-faced youngster while the past year is a wrinkled geezer barely able to stand without support.
Never mind that at that time much of America is imprisoned in winter with ample opportunity to dwell on whatever physical, emotional, mental or situational defects we attribute to our sorry lot. Once spring comes we haven't the time to mull over our gross weight or the minor yet nagging concern of drinking ourselves into a stupor each night, or of watching too much brain-deadening TV or spending too much on frivolity. By then we've long given up on whatever self-improvement we deemed necessary and found comfort in the fact that the sun still rises and sets quite unaffected and life goes on. Our failures do not halt the universe in its outward expansion and anyway there's always next year.
Resolutions are merely a mechanism to postpone guilt. For that reason alone perhaps we need them, even if our failures only deepen the guilt.
And yet I'm reminded of a steely-eyed Clint Eastwood aiming a sleek Smith and Wesson .44 Magnum at a scab-faced punk sniveling at his feet. "A man's got to know his limitations," Clint sneers, and then blows the punk away when the punk fails to heed his advice.
It's the same thing with New Year's resolutions. A man's got to know his limitations.
Considering the perfect nonsuccess of my record, there are exactly two ways to approach resolutions. The first is the simplest—ignore them. For the past several years this method has served me well. No resolutions, no reproaches. But no successes, either. If the rest of the world followed this tactic we'd evolve past the point of resolution madness and come to terms with ourselves in real time.
However, the chances of that happening are slim to none. So fixed are New Year's resolutions in our collective psyche that an entire industry supports them—or profits from them, at any rate. Do a Google search on "keeping new year's resolutions" and you'll get swamped with 69,600,000 hits. That's a lot of zeroes. Even our government adds its three cents, providing a list of the most common resolutions with links to hundreds of additional resources.
Their main advice: Be committed, be prepared for setbacks, track your progress.
Yeah, right. Tracking my usual progress would resemble the direction the Titanic took after hitting the iceberg.
The second approach I could take is to set realistic goals. This common-sense method is somehow lost in the wish-fulfillment fantasies provoked by a lazy media and marketers. Still, I figured for 2008 it was worth a try. As always, I took a hard-edged assessment of my few weak spots and charted areas that needed improvement. Then, rather than using the results as a plan of action, I mentally crossed off those that were hopeless. Unfortunately, that left an empty slate.
So I improvised. Rather than focus on improvements, I resolved to perpetuate my faults. It was a brilliant move.
In the past three weeks, I've stuck to my resolutions perfectly. I've procrastinated, overindulged in junk food, slept too little, spent too much, and have been irritable, judgmental, slovenly and lazy.
A few days ago I drove past the shop on my way to work and noticed an accumulation of snow across the sidewalk. Since I had to return there a few hours later, I figured I'd knock down the snow on my way home. It would free up a little time later and make the day that much smoother.
On my way back I didn't even slow down.
I hadn't gone two blocks before I was pumping my fist in the air. "Woo hoo!" I screamed. "I'm right on target, right where I resolved to be!"
New Year's resolutions are a piece of cake if you just know your limitations.
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Robert Glenn Bennett (Photo courtesy of Judy Burkett)
Dancing on the edge—the final journey of Robert Glenn Bennett
A story, like a life, does not end but goes on and on like a river.
But people need ends. They need things neatly wrapped and tied. In the case of Robert Glenn Bennett, they need closure. They need to know what happened. Where he disappeared to. So here is an end, but it must be understood that it's really just a beginning.
Two adults and four kids enter the woods south of Washington. They're on an autumnal hike, taking in the changing colors, the coolness in the shadows, the birdsong. The mother, Janice Radford, poses her children on a log. She snaps the shutter on what will become the iconic image of this tale, and they march off again. Her daughter points to something beneath a tree and asks what it is. Something to do with hunting, Radford says. Something camouflaged. On they go, but Radford turns and looks back.
"I think he wanted me to find him," she says later. "It was like he kept trying to point himself out to me but not to the kids. First the picture taking. Then walking by him and still not seeing, and then it's like he told my daughter to tell me. It was like he was saying, 'Look, here I am. I want to be found after all.'"
She sets the photo on her work desk. It's a typical family shot except that the tree behind her daughter has a faint blue-green thread looped around a fork. A small dark lump rests against the bottom of the trunk, obscured by her daughter's smiling face.
"If my daughter wasn't there you could see him," she says.
The discovery of Bennett's body on Nov. 11 brought to a close the longest search for a missing person in recent local history. "Other than on rare occasions when someone goes missing for a few hours, usually an elderly person, I can't remember anything like this happening in the county," said Washington County Sheriff Bill Overbeck.
Bennett was reported missing on Aug. 2 by his father, Robert S. Bennett.
Overbeck's reaction to the news mirrored that of many others, and not just that of the family. "I was relieved," he said. "Then I was disappointed."
His disappointment had more to do with a young couple finding the body and how close the search had come to finding him, but he was not alone in his feelings. It's one thing to believe the rain-swollen waters of Mill Creek swept him away, as most did, and another to learn he died at his own hand. But to those who knew him best, it wasn't at all improbable. Indeed, it was almost surprising that he made it as far as he did.
After the funeral, his mother, Margarette Bennett, reminded her husband of something she'd said 25 years before: "Robert will die young and at his own hand."
It might not have happened if events had transpired differently. If his vehicle hadn't broken down 1,200 miles from home. If he hadn't left home under such circumstances. If he hadn't been so alone.
"This was the only door open," said his wife, Judy Burkett. "I don't feel he had a choice."
Robert Bennett, 46, Hazel Green, Al., was born in Ft. Benning, Ga., lived six years in Germany and thereafter moved frequently. He received straight A's in college and graduated with a bachelor's degree in mathematics. The U.S. Army Aviation and Missile Control hired him as a software engineer, a contract position that left him time to pursue his interests. He was a bookworm, a pilot, a scuba diver, a dancer, and, near the end of his life, a freelance photographer. He enjoyed exploring caves and once swam in manatees off the coast of Florida. He was, his mother said, "an adventurer."
He was also manic depressive.
A marriage lasted seven years and collapsed when his wife left him.
Treatment did little to help him and medication left him feeling empty, a friend recalled. Sometimes he was irrational, obsessed with fiscal debt, government spending, things he had no control over. He would leave for days or weeks or pace the floor all night—he called it "working," part of his spiritual journey. After dabbling in square dancing, he progressed to contra dancing, a traditional early Americana form of English country dances. Contra dancing did something no other hobby could do: it drew him out of his self-imposed shell.
In contra dances, dancers form a parallel line and join together to live music, usually reels or jigs. Eye contact is encouraged, partially to keep tabs on your partner's next move. By the end of the evening it's likely every dancer has danced with every other dancer at least once.
"Bob was an introvert," Burkett said. "Dancing gave him a reason to meet people."
More than that, it was a chance to meet happy people. "You never see mad people dance," Burkett says. "Dancing gave him happiness and pleasure. It was a positive experience."
So positive that he took up photography to try to capture that happiness. He specialized in dance photography, capturing that effervescence, that melding of people and motion. In his photographs the dancers' eyes are the focus. For the first time people noticed him and commented on his work. And it was at a dance in River Falls, S.C., that he met Judy Burkett.
Burkett's marriage was near its end. There was no attraction between her and Bennett, yet when he complimented her on her dancing it gave a welcome boost to her ego.
After her divorce, while she lived in Hendersonville, N.C., a fellow dancer invited her to a dance in Memphis. Bennett was there and asked her two questions: how was her husband, how about a second dance. Before the night was over he invited her out.
"He swept me off my feet," Burkett said. In short order she sold her house and moved to Alabama. Bennett moved in the same day.
He wasn't working at that time, having quit his job for a dancing and photographic sabbatical. A van outfitted with a computer, 30-inch monitor, generator and satellite dish served as his mobile photo lab, and a small trailer was always packed to embark at a moment's notice. Burkett's spacious yard had plenty of room for his rig.
It wasn't long before they exchanged wedding vows. As she slipped the ring on his finger, Burkett told him, "I love you for who you are. You're unpredictable. You're there for me. You care about life. You're passionate, full of love, you're giving, you're kind, you're spiritual, and you are loved."
He was all those things and more, she said. His unpredictability manifested itself in many ways, from an occasional desire for seclusion, a penchant for misplacing things and an obsession about government spending. His passion for hobbies flared white-hot only for so long and then abruptly burned to ash. It was a moment-by-moment mode of life, spontaneous, unrehearsed, extemporary. Because of this nature, he insisted on not being caged by a controlling relationship, something Burkett was only too willing to accede. For Bennett these weren't faults but part of his spirituality, integral to his personality.
"This was very important to him," Burkett said. "He worked hard at figuring out his spiritual beliefs. He felt in the spiritual world more than the material world."
And he could be romantic, such as the time he set an orchid arrangement in the center of the bed and scattered photographs around it. "It just took my breath away," Burkett said.
Smoking was a vice he could not overcome. Determined to finally break the habit, he told Burkett he was moving to the van for a few days, that he wasn't going to be bearable. When that failed, he went in search of an isolated place where he could get completely away from people. Like everything else he did, it was impulsive and without a known destination. He ended up on the Rosebud and Pine Ridge reservations in South Dakota, the stomping grounds of the legendary Crazy Horse, whose biography Bennett was reading.
What transpired there is unknown. When he returned he was able to concede to his habit by rolling his own cigarettes and using organic tobacco.
"It didn't bother me that he wanted to go off by himself," Burkett said. "It didn't bother me that he sometimes left his tools out in the rain, or tracked mud onto the carpet. The thing about Bob is I could see and feel something about him. He was so wonderful I was able to accept him with all his imperfections. I never knew what to expect of him.
"I didn't see his mental illness, his depression," Judy said.
Until it was too late.
Bennett had been at his parents' house for a few days and returned home with a promise of a nice supper. When she arrived from work, he was asleep on the couch. Perturbed that he'd broken his promise, she drove to the store, bought groceries and returned to start cooking. She was not a happy camper.
He realized it. It was the first time he'd seen her this way, and he reacted by calling his dog, Oscar, and loading him in the van. Burkett knew he was leaving and didn't try to stop him. He'd left before but always made a point of keeping in contact.
This time was different. It was July 13, 2007. Burkett would never see him alive again.
(Continued next week)
Dancing over the edge – the final journey of Robert Glenn Bennett
He is rended, he rends himself, he dances,
he whirls so hard everything he is falls off.
– Jim Harrison
Suicide is what the death certificate says when one dies of depression. – Peter Kramer
Robert Glenn Bennett phoned his wife, Judy Burkett, one day after walking out. He told her he was confused and had to get away. The date was July 14, 2007.
Leaving was an impulsive act but well within his nature. "He lived very much in the moment," Burkett said. Clara Welch, a friend who struggled with depression most of her life, warned him of his impulsiveness, especially when dealing with the illness. "When casting out demons," she said, "don't cast out the better part of yourself."
But those demons are resilient.
Those afflicted with clinical depression have described it as a sensation of drowning, falling down a mineshaft or being buried in a dark tunnel. An utter absence of light or hope is universal. According to the National Institute of Mental Health, more than two million Americans suffer from manic depression, now known as bipolar disorder. Twenty percent of those die at their own hands. Many others consider it.
Winston Churchill called it "the Black Dog," and confessed to keeping safe distances from the edges of train platforms and ship rails. Franz Kafka was so miserable that he found joy in imagining a knife twisting through his heart. "The thought of suicide is a great source of comfort," Friedrich Nietzsche wrote. Abraham Lincoln described himself as the "most miserable man living. To remain as I am is impossible. I must die or be better." It was familiar terrain for Bennett.
Anyone familiar with depression will tell you that being alone leaves them defenseless against their demons. Bennett would be alone for the rest of his life, and his demons were gathering.
A week went by without another word. When he called Burkett it was to say his van broke down in Valentine, Neb., a town of 3,000 straddling the Nebraska-South Dakota line. The transmission failed and the vehicle could only maintain a speed of 25 miles per hour. He asked if she was angry with him. She told him she couldn't wait for him to come home.
For more than a week he called her every day. He holed up behind a hotel in Valentine and tried to sell photographs through a local art dealer. Then, in desperation, he started limping home.
On the way, a sympathetic rancher gave him $65 and two meals for loading hay.
By July 29, he reached Washington County. His emotional state was volatile, a pendulum of ecstatic highs and devastating lows. When he wasn't driving, he e-mailed Burkett nearly continuously. "My goal is to get home as fast as possible," he wrote. "You are the only person who has ever loved me and I'm going to focus on our life together."
Two days later his mood darkened. "I'm sorry I failed you so badly," he wrote. "I'm stranded and I don't see a way out."
Bennett's presence in Washington County didn't go unnoticed. After seeing a van driving on the shoulder of U.S. 36, Deputy Corey Riggs pulled it over. Riggs noted expired tags and gave Bennett a warning. He suggested seeking help at the Pony Express Truck Stop between Washington and Marysville.
In vain Bennett searched for a pay phone. The truck stop didn't have one but he heard that Wal-Mart in Marysville did. "I will risk arrest if I try to get there," he wrote. "I have no idea what to do. I've been crying for days."
On the evening of July 31, Bennett's e-mails to Burkett were rapidfire. "No more spiritual journeys," he wrote. "I think I screwed up bad this time. I'm afraid I will die here."
He discussed calling AAA, having his van towed to Wal-Mart, finding a job when he returned to Alabama, renting a Ryder truck. The mundane planning seemed to calm him.
"This trip taught me that you are the only person I will ever love," he wrote. "My spiritual journey is over. I will no longer be looking for a community. You are all the community I need."
Three minutes later he wrote, "I got where I need to be! This trip was awful, but I finally defeated my demons!"
Almost at once the demons regrouped. "I am too depressed to think," he wrote. Burkett agreed to call his parents to see if they could help.
The next morning, Aug. 1, Burkett greeted him with a message. "Here is something to look forward to when you get home," she wrote. "The garlic is ready for a taste test." Bennett's favorite snack was pickled garlic, an expensive treat he had tried unsuccessfully to emulate. Burkett had perfected a recipe that needed 21 days of refrigeration to infuse.
Bennett responded with a message saying he had contacted his parents. "Wish me luck," he wrote.
He gave his parents the address of the Pony Express, where he was staying temporarily, and promised he would seek psychiatric help on his return. Worried about his spiraling mood swings, he asked his mother, Margarette Bennett, if he suffered from schizophrenia. "I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with me," he said in an e-mail.
"Dr. Mom thinks you are bipolar," she wrote. "You can go to the health clinic and get medication for that. We love you, son, and you are going to come out of this just fine. Hang in there and we will see you soon."
"I'll be here," Bennett wrote.
When asked to leave the truck stop, Bennett relocated to the campground beside the Mill Creek Dam in Washington. He called his parents to tell them of the change.
"Mom, something is wrong with me," he said. He was nearly hysterical. His mother assured him that his father would arrive the next afternoon to bring him home.
His final e-mail was sent at 8:40 a.m. "I am afraid for Judy," he wrote. "I love her very much and I fear I've lost her. I fear she will never trust love again. She is a wonderful woman, mom. She is the best I will ever find."
"Depression exhumes our shames," wrote E.M. Cioran. But it does more than that—it flays its victims with them, methodically stripping away flesh and tendon, each lash reveling in another bloody layer of their own worthlessness. In his e-mails over the past 28 hours, Bennett had agonized over his failings, or what he considered failings, and though he was able to hold them at bay for a while, when at last alone, stranded, faced with returning in disgrace, of having again to be subjected to therapists and medication, of finding another job, of trying to prove himself, he instead gathered a length of climbing rope and walked away. One of his last e-mails lamented, "I am sorry for all the pain I caused." Impetuous, in the moment, tormented, he would do the one thing that would defeat his demons for good.
Bennett's father, Robert S. Bennett, arrived the next afternoon, Aug. 2, to find the van unlocked and the generator running, both things his son would never do. He grew frantic when Oscar, his son's dog, emerged matted and muddy from the woods. When he called his wife for advice, she told him to contact the sheriff. Nine hundred miles away, Margarette Bennett walked over to the calendar and penciled in, "Robert left me today."
From the start, Washington County Sheriff Bill Overbeck had no idea what to believe. He could have a murder on his hands, a drowning, a confused stranger wandering off into unfamiliar territory, or even a man looking to start a new life elsewhere. The search began the next morning.
Overbeck was half-right on all counts though he wouldn't know most of it for several days, nor would he know the rest until three months later, when Janice Radford posed her children on a log in a wooded area south of town, raised her camera and snapped the shutter.
"In hindsight you wonder what you could have done differently," Burkett said. "There's all this guilt. But I really don't feel guilty. I feel sad. And I miss him like crazy. I wish I could have known him longer. He taught me so much that I can't even put words to it."
When her husband was in Washington he was dealing with a lot of dead ends, she said. "He wasn't working so he didn't have much money. He was in debt. His van wasn't working. He was so alone, so desperate, in so much despair, that he didn't see any other way out. I wish he would have called me, but he was in such a terrible, terrible place he couldn't."
"He was a tortured soul," his mother said. "It wasn't in our power to help him. I don't blame him for what he did. He couldn't survive in this world."
On Dec. 1, the remains of Robert Glenn Bennett were laid to rest near Weaver, Ala.
His memory remained very much alive.
Margarette Bennett and her husband attended a memorial service at Burkett's home, where more than 150 cards arrived the day of the service. Strangers approached her with stories of how Bennett helped them through their own personal crises. "I didn't realize how many people he had touched," she said.
When she canceled the annual Christmas family reunion, her other son, Robbie, vowed to keep the tradition alive, even if it meant doing all the cooking himself.
"I really felt young until this happened," she said. "It has aged me 10 years. My hair had a little gray in it before. It's completely white now."
The State of Alabama refused to recognize Burkett and Bennett's common-law marriage on grounds they hadn't filed in time. Burkett contacted Overbeck and asked if her husband's wedding ring had been found with the remains. Having no record of it, the sheriff returned with a metal detector and located it a few feet from the tree. He subsequently mailed the ring to her.
Friends told Burkett that Bennett's death was a tragedy. She disagreed.
"Part of me thinks maybe it wasn't a tragedy just because he struggled his whole life and that he tried to live and survive on this earth as we know it," she said. "And it just wasn't working. Maybe his tragedy was being on earth, if that makes sense. Who knows what happens after you die? But he struggled so much that part of me thinks of him as being brave to be able to do what he needed to do."
After a quiet pause, she added, "I need to believe that for my own way out."
"It was an amazing chapter in my life, like a whirlwind," Burkett said. "Those 15 months I was with him, I would do it all again, I would do it all again in a heartbeat, even knowing what I've gone through the last three months. He really was a good guy, but he probably didn't know that."
Radford keeps the photograph on her work desk. Bennett's death haunted her for weeks, especially the coincidences involved with finding the body.
"How else do you explain them?" she asked. "I think it was meant to be. Why we were chosen to answer that question I will never know. I don't get too upset about it anymore because I remind myself that his family now has closure. The question 'where is he?' has been answered."
We will always have sticks
In the aftermath of our mini-ice age I gathered my bow saw and went to work on the larger limbs littering our yard. The afternoon was warming toward the high forties under a sky veiled with thin clouds. My shirt was quickly soaked with sweat so I stripped off my jacket and tossed it on the picnic table. The saw blade easily ripped through green boughs but rasped sharper on the deadfalls. Blanched bits of sawdust freckled my trousers and floated in the air like motes of dust.
Being outdoors and productive felt exhilarating. I threw myself into the work, sawing the larger limbs into eight-foot lengths and dragging them to the roadside like some landlocked beaver. Those in the shadow of the house had to be ripped from the ice. I tried methodically clearing backwards from the street, a plan which worked until I reached the side of the house. There, it appeared as if an entire forest of narrow single-trunk trees had collapsed across the fence or speared into the grass. Several were meshed into the fence itself, requiring a bolt cutter to remove.
My immobile profession was telling within a short span of time. Muscles I'd forgotten scolded me for my woeful lack of exercise. They tightened and tensed and ached. Like a clock winding down, I incrementally slowed, each heavy branch a heavier burden than that before, the distance from origin to destination yawning greater with each. Looking west along that fenceline was a depressing sight, with broken and splintered trees lying athwart the barbed wire or piled haphazardly along its length like bodies stacked in a Civil War photo.
And that was only the larger pieces, the trunks and branches big enough to see from the road. Beneath them was an irregular carpet of smaller twigs and sticks, hundreds of thousands of them that needed to be raked into piles and carted off in a wheelbarrow. It was a daunting task that stopped me in my tracks. I hung the saw on a broken branch and surveyed the yard. Everywhere I looked were sticks. Long sticks and short sticks, thick sticks and narrow sticks, sticks with reddish buds and sticks with fractures. Sticks and more sticks.
The beginning of this project was abrupt enough—freezing drizzle endlessly raining down in the dark hours of a winter night. The end would be endless. I removed my gloves, retrieved the saw, and called it a day.
There are always fewer beginnings than ends. Real beginnings, true beginnings, are fresh, pristine, raw universes unfettering our imaginations. Endings are theories more than actualities. Endings echo and reverberate, pulse and resound, regenerate. Endings remain, even if sullied by memory or bleached by time. Endings are instilled in our tissues, infused into our cells, woven into our memories. Beginnings occur exactly once and no more.
I can't pinpoint when Robert Glenn Bennett first weighed on my heart. Mid-November or thereabouts, plus a few weeks or even months where the man was less a man and more an abstract thought. A missing man, with all the baggage and suspicion that brings. A gone man. But at some point he became a real man, a beginning, and everything that followed was connected to his being.
Certainly crossing Mill Creek south of Washington twice a week kept his presence alive. Somnolent, drowsy, a minor prairie stream of occasional moodiness and rampant wildness, which many of us feared bore him away—blameless, it turned out, but destined to be forever linked to his story and by that link forever bequeathed. Mill Creek forever and ever, without end, amen.
Finding Bennett in the shadow of that hill should have been an ending. It was, I suppose, and it wasn't. Bennett turned into a face and a person and a man I both admired and recognized. And pitied. And when I pursued his story a strange thing happened: Bennett turned into Bob.
Writing is a slow process for me. It begins with an idea and expands from there like a seed germinating and sprouting into multi-branched stems. As it grows, as more information is gathered, the stem thickens into a trunk. A weeding process then occurs where pertinent facts or quotations are retained and extraneous material is pruned away. When the story is finished, what's left are the branches. The sticks are discarded. But oh, sometimes there are so many sticks, a carpet of sticks, and each stick reinforces a memory.
With the Bob Bennett story, after hours of interviews, reams of notes and e-mails, research into depression and suicide, and one scary walk to the brink of madness, I had a rough draft. Weeks of pruning followed with input from others close to Bob. In many ways it was the most difficult story I've ever written and not merely because of the enormous amount of information to be whittled down. I was cutting too close to home. One slip of the saw and blood would flow.
This last weekend I had an ending to the story. There was only a final copyediting and revision to do, and then I could move on to other things. The relief I felt was exhausting. Which was why taking the saw to the downed trees proved such exhilaration—it was a catharsis of sorts, and anyway strenuous activity following mental wrangling clears the head and, perhaps, the heart.
I fear I did not succeed in telling Bob's story. No matter what I do he is still with me, even as our yard is blanketed with the remains of trees that once provided shade and beauty. These are the sticks of our endless endings. We will always have sticks.
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Falling night, fading sound, moon rising
Woke to a gray half-light, the couch below and a warm fleece blanket shrouding my face. Tentatively poking my head out to peer through the open blinds, I studied shattered trees latticed across a gunmetal sky. It wasn't quite dark but near enough to make me queasy.
I've never been one to care for waking at such an inauspicious moment. What's worse, it's the second time in as many days. Something about regaining consciousness at dusk fills me with dread. I fear if I die at that ill-fated hour I'll be forever cast out, forced to wander the world a disembodied wraith.
Curiously, I once felt the same about dawn. One morning after driving gritty-eyed across the city to pick up Lori after an all-night shift, I pulled into her workplace as the sun lifted above the flat eastern horizon. It glinted off the steel and glass megaliths of downtown Denver, making me wonder uneasily if I would burst into flame or melt into a viscous puddle as befell the Wicked Witch of the West. That I didn't had little effect on my disquietude other than to destabilize it yet further, leading me to question if my demise was merely postponed a short while to keep me dangling on tenterhooks. None of it makes sense but we all have our personal superstitions. Some are just more conventional and organized, though certainly no more rational. We exist at the whim of the universe.
I threw off the blanket and roused my grumblous self. The room was cold and filling with shadows and altogether too quiet. The kitchen light improved my mood as would a pot of coffee, which I started. I took a carrot from the fridge and set it in Sheba's special bowl, but hunkered down in a fluff of gray fur she barely glanced at it. This was her "quiet time," as I call it, where she prefers aloofness to companionship. Her demeanor wasn't surprising considering the hour but it rattled me further. I decided to skip supper in favor of a beer and a handful of chocolate chips, a repast slightly less fulfilling than beer and chocolate donuts.
The thought instantly triggered a craving for the one thing absent from our larder. Indulgence and prolonged gratification have been hallmarks since power was restored after last week's ice storm but they can be taken only so far. Expense alone rules out any permanency, and anyway I've lost a few pounds and very much like the feel of a looser belt. If I had a box of chocolate donuts, preferably in a near-frozen state, I'd methodically wolf them down one by one until the container was empty. This wouldn't help my waistline but it would assuredly take the edge off the early evening, which by any measure has merit.
Besides turning up the thermostat a few notches I've also been consuming more coffee. It took thirty minutes for the percolator to do its job on the kerosene heater but only a matter of minutes with electricity. Deprivation wakens us to the marvels of technology as nothing else can. Heat, current, a cold beer, light at the flick of a switch, all were unfathomable to primitive man, and dusk a time of haste before darkness imposed a kind of monastic seclusion. Now we run 24/7 and still I don't have chocolate donuts. Humanity evolves apace yet is rife with these unavoidable glitches.
Outside, light bled away to a thin red smear lapping the horizon. As it shaded to charcoal a new luminance emerged, a pale aura emanating off the snowy fields. It lent an otherworldy ambiance to the falling night, a moonscape deepening my sense of solitude.
Since Sheba remained incommunicado, I turned on the stereo and selected some atmospheric tunes. From high school on, music has been crucial as a mood-setter. I wasn't surprised at how much I missed it during the extended power outage but the longer I went without it the more desperate I became, until desire turned to lust whenever I saw Lori with her Nano. One time I snuck a listen and was transported beyond this shell into some farflung universe, but I didn't remain there long because I wanted to preserve the battery for her.
The computer speakers being mediocre, I switched to my new iPod and twisted the earphones into my ears. The difference was breathtaking.
I'm transported to a stream bank, staring through a spotting scope at a slender buff bird imitating a cattail. It was a least bittern, rare in that part of Colorado, and I'd come looking for it with my gastroenterologist friend, Joe Roller. About the time we congratulated ourselves, a heavy crashing splintered the bucolic scene. Joe Tenbrink, a tall, hulking Frankenstein of a man, floundered through chest-high willows with the finesse of a rhino and boomed out, "Find it?" Shouting was his usual mode of speech, having lost most of his hearing during artillery barrages in WWII. He confided once that he could no longer hear birdsong and wondered which was worse, losing sight or hearing.
And now I'm succumbing to the same ailment.
Music now in my head, going places, the moon rising on a frozen Juganine Creek, on frozen steel tracks leading from nowhere to nowhere, on trees broken and resilient and ghostly and ghostly their shadows stretched thin and wan on snow and ice and on the frozen cold road rutted and half-melted and refrozen and colder still and the music warm as spring sunshine. Going places, up the stairs to the bookcase where I keep unread books, picking one to read, the iPod in hand, past the drawer with the old portable cassette player, that dinosaur, and I think, Joe, if only you could have lived to hear this, to have this miracle in your hand, the music in your head, the moon on the snow, the owl calling from the field, the music, what it does, where it takes you.
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Gainsborough Quaker Meeting
We are a Quaker meeting that is local to Gainsborough and which gathers at Friends Meeting House, located in the town centre.
Gainsborough Meeting House is an old building where Quakers have been meeting since 1705. The market town of Gainsborough lies on the river Trent and has one of the most well preserved medieval buildings, Gainsborough Hall, which dates back to the 1400's. The town also has one of the few crossing points on the River Trent, dating from Roman times.
Our meeting is small and always welcoming. We meet twice a month just now, on the first and third Sundays, at 10.30 for an hour, where we sit in stillness. There is tea and a chat afterwards.
Quakers (also known as Friends) live in various villages surrounding Gainsborough in this large rural county.
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Wimborne's smallest shop proves a big draw
A shop believed to be Wimborne's smallest - measuring just eight feet 10 inches wide - proved a big draw when it was opened by the town's Mayor
The premises, at 44 High Street, covers just 148 square feet, but has been transformed by Richard Smart, boss of expanding homeware business Hintons.
Selling fine, British-made gifts and stylish home accessories, Hintons Wimborne creates two new jobs and is the second Hintons shop to open in just 12 months.
It joins Hintons Broadstone and the online business www.hintonshome.com, based in Poole.
Mr Smart said: "I'm very excited about bringing Hintons to Wimborne and to have what looks like the smallest and quirkiest shop in the town.
"Hintons prides itself on offering the customer a selection of products for the home that are jaunty, whimsical and hard to find on most high streets, so Wimborne is the perfect fit for us.
"The town embraces old and new, the stylish and unique.
"Our customers can buy the beautiful pie birds their grandmothers once used, alongside retro telephones, fine bed linen, stylish clocks and quirky British made gifts for their friends and loved ones.
"And we think people will be amazed at what we have created in this small but perfectly-formed space.
Cutting a tape-measure-inspired ribbon at the official opening, Mayor, councillor Andy Hampton said: "I'm very pleased to welcome Hintons to Wimborne.
"Richard has used some clever carpentry and design to create a small but beautiful shop, which will be an excellent addition to the town's diverse retail community."
Richard Smart's great-grandfather started Hintons in 1933, as a gift and homewares wholesaler.
Mr Smart, 33, and a former John Lewis retail manager, re-invented the business online in 2011.
He now employs five staff and plans to open three more Hintons shops in the next four years.
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This was a great informative post, dear Dana!
Thanks Yolanda! I knew I wasn't the only one who gets all tight-lipped about writing stuff. I had the funniest encounter with a Starbucks employee the other day, well funny to me, he probably thought I was nuts. He very nicely asked what I was writing and I looked him square in the eye and was like, "I can't tell you" – like I'm some kind of secret agent or something! It's not like I think my work is so important, I'm just not willing to spill the beans or ruin the magic.
These are such great tips, Dana, and all so true. Envy and self-doubt IS a total pit. There's one person's Facebook feed that always makes me feel about what I'm writing. (It's not her fault, really it's my fault for looking.) I know I need to hide her!
Thank you so much Nina! Yes, what a pit it is. I still have to skirt around the edges. I recently unfollowed a perfectly lovely author on Twitter because of it, and I'm sure I will do it again here and there. You just don't know what's going to trigger the doubt. I read plenty of awesome and inspiring and successful writers (you included!) who I admire to the edge of envy, but for whatever reason I can still read them and love them and admire them and not want to hurl myself off a cliff.
Hide the Facebook lady and see how you feel. I've unfollowed blogs and then started up again at a different point in my life and was pleased to see the (negative) effect had gone away.
Love you and your writing, and will hold whatever doubt arises in check so I can always keep reading your words 🙂 is that a weird compliment or what?!
Thanks Scott, it really does come with the territory. I think as I mature (um, age), I can see more clearly what I need to do to protect myself from drowning in it.
I love the advice that you can't compare timelines, and will take it!
I am so glad to have found you (after you found me through Nina!).
I set an unrealistic goal for myself in October to write 5 pages a day on the days my kids were in school. I began with a seed of an idea which I decided to develop without a clear "end of the story" in mind. made it 190 pages before realizing I was simply spilling out sentences to meet a goal; my plot was not compelling enough to warrant the number of words I'd reached.
Sure, I had more than half an manuscript, but it was not my best work.
Bottom line: I relate to what I've read here so far and am subscribing to your blog so I can follow your journey. Consider me your newest cheerleader as you continue on toward your end goal.
Kindred spirits! I just wrote you a love letter via email 🙂 Please know, when I say love I mean the platonic kind of writerly love.
Thank you so much for your comment, and for sharing your story about your five-page-day-goal gone wrong. I'm so sorry it didn't work (in the way you wanted), I can only imagine that must have hurt when you realized it. I have totally been there – actually I was there just a few months ago, when I realized the novel I was rewriting (for the who knows how many times) was being forced forward. My page count was rising, but the plot wasn't. I stopped and mused (and probably cried, maybe ate my way through a bag of gluten free cookies) and then quite recently a switch flipped (fingers crossed) and I'm hoping it is the THING.
What a mind @*&%$ writing can be!!
Great tips. I really struggle with setting attainable goals… I am consistently overshooting what I can do and it's like I never learn. I'm a runner and I used to be like that with running, too… It took me years and years to figure out what my body can handle on a consistent basis. I suppose I'm still a rookie when it comes to writing and I just need to keep making mistakes and eventually I will get it, as I did with running. I have a 2.5 year old and a 6 month old who make my life a bit unpredictable. Just as I was about to start an early morning writing session today, my toddler fell out of bed on her head. The rest of the morning was crying and snuggling, no writing for me!
What a fascinating and apt comparison! Running is all about stamina and making sure not to expend all your energy in the beginning… I bet you could write a great post comparing the two.
Having such young children is definitely more challenging, I remember just coming up for air when my son was 6 months… before that I was basically in hibernation, and even then I didn't do that much until he was about a year. But everyone is different of course.
Dana this one gets to me when I look at all the projects I have piled up and unfinished. Next year I will need to set those realistic goals. Thank you.


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(520) Франциска () — астероид главного пояса, который входит в состав семейства Эос. Он был открыт 27 октября 1903 года немецкими астрономами Максом Вольфом и Паулем Гёцем в обсерватории Хайдельберг.

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This week we go behind the scenes to see how the show comes together. Here we speak to Wendy and Ann our fabulous costume managers to find out just how they go about making us all look good.
Costuming a Panto is a mammoth task – tell us how you approach it?
Wendy: Well, the first thing is to wonder why we said 'yes, we'll do it again'! Once we realise there isn't any going back, we start to plan. After a meeting with the director, who generally has a good idea of how he/she envisages style, period etc., we start by panicking about the photo shoot which usually takes place before we have really had time to plan very much. It's all about colour really when it comes to panto and generally the more extreme the look the better, especially where the dame is concerned.
Ann : It's all about teamwork. Wendy is the artistic one I am the technician. I can't remember now which panto we started doing as a team together but we do seem to have it down to a good partnership now both in the preparation and in the dressing room. I much prefer doing shows that require period or fantasy costumes to modern dress and there is always such a buzz in the panto dressing room. The youngsters love the opportunity to be on stage and I think their excitement rubs off on us.
Do you make many of the costumes?
Wendy: Ann is the one who has the skills to make costumes and she has made many over the years. We do tend mostly to alter what we already have nowadays, particularly as we don't have room in the studio for many more costumes!! We often have just the right costume for a character, but it is rarely in the right size so we often have to 'take-in' or let-out a garment.
What would we do without Google? It gives us lots of ideas for adapting costumes and we can usually find what we need, either on-line or by hiring from other local drama groups.. We do try to keep costs at a minimum, so beg and borrow (we don't' often steal!) where we can. This year we even need a banana costume – you don't see many of those walking around the high street!
Where do many of the costumes in the studio come from?
Ann: Many of the costumes are originals, when it comes to 20th century fashion. We have been lucky enough over the years to be donated costumes from other organisations, including professional ones, so can dress many historical periods. We also keep an eye out for sale items and often rummage about the charity shops too. Wendy's wardrobe is full of clothes she can't bear to get rid of, just in case they will come in useful one day – and they often do.
What's it like backstage in Panto?
Wendy: Organised chaos comes to mind!. Seriously, we need to ensure that everyone has easy access to their costumes and try to encourage them to take responsibility for their own. Sometimes the children are better at this than the adults! The dame usually needs a personal dresser, as she needs a change of outfit ( including jewellery, wig and accessories for nearly every scene). We usually share the changing room with the props tables and the stage hands are more than likely to come charging through with some enormous piece of complex staging, whilst we are madly trying to do up buttons or tuck in someone's shirt as they dash back on stage. Trousers split, buttons pop off, a feather comes of hat and all need a very rapid repair.
Ann: Mmmm.- on reflection, the worst bit of panto is tackling the mounds of washing and ironing after the final curtain call and especially putting away everything we used, or didn't actually use, which is often the case.
Next week we will be talking to our Stage Manager to find out just how (and why) she manages to keep everything running smoothly behind the scenes.


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The Kutztown University field hockey team was recognized as 1-of-30 Division II field hockey programs to maintain at least a 3.0 team GPA during the Fall 2018 semester, earning them the Zag Field Hockey / NFHCA Division II National Academic Team Award for the 15th consecutive year.
Head Coach Marci Scheuing has proven her strong commitment to excellence in the classroom. At Kutztown, her teams have received the National Academic Team Award in each of her six years, including the top GPA in Division II in 2015.
The Golden Bears program continues to win on and off of the field.
Kutztown finished the 2018 season at 14-5 overall, the most wins by a program since 2007, including seven Pennsylvania State Athletic Conference (PSAC) games. The Maroon and Gold also played in their first PSAC Tournament since 2015. They were voted ninth in the nation in Division II in the final national poll.
KU also defeated the No. 1 team in the nation, West Chester, on Oct. 24 last season, and held separate win streaks of five and eight games. Kutztown is set to return 22-of-26 from its roster for 2019 after graduating seniors McKenna Conselyea, Laura Durdon, Lauren Latchford and Rita Muro.
There is a ton of positive momentum in the field hockey program heading into the Fall.
Individually, members of the NFHCA National Academic Squad (3.3 GPA or higher) and the Scholars of Distinction (3.9 GPA or higher) will be announced at a later date.


The Penglai Oilfield sits in Northeastern China's Bohai Sea, China's largest offshore oil and gas production base. In 1999, the Penglai-19-3 field was discovered through the joint efforts of ConocoPhillips China and CNOOC. Given complexities of the Bohai Sea, ConocoPhillips and CNOOC decided to employ a phased development approach to the project.
The first phase, the early oil production project, came on stream at the end of 2002, through Wellhead Platform A and the Ming Zhu Floating Production, Storage and Offloading (FPSO) vessel. Gathering requisite information about the reservoir, water-flood patterns and the drilling and oil processing techniques prepared us for a successful and safe project and gave the project partners the confidence to embark on full field development.
First oil from Phase 2 was produced at WHP-C and delivered to Ming Zhu FPSO in July 2007. Six additional platforms and one of the world's largest floating production vessels Peng Bo were constructed in Phase 2. At peak, the construction of the Phase 2 project involved over 8,000 workers in 12 locations in 5 countries, making it a world-class operation in China, both in terms of technological complexity and productivity.
In 2014 ConocoPhillips entered a new era of collaboration, as operational control of the Bohai Penglai Field was transferred to CNOOC Limited per the terms of Production Sharing Contract (PSC) 20 years after the original Bohai PSC was signed. Later that month, the newest phase of field development began when Chairman and CEO Ryan Lance approved the first new platform to be installed since the Bohai Phase 2 project was completed in 2010.
The Bohai Penglai asset is managed by CNOOC China Limited and ConocoPhillips China through a joint management committee (JMC). CNOOC China Limited holds 51 percent working interest, and ConocoPhillips holds the remaining 49 percent. The Peng Bo Operating Company was established within CNOOC's Tianjin branch office to operate the Penglai Field, the largest within CNOOC 's Bohai Sea portfolio. Twenty-two ConocoPhillips China personnel are directly involved with CNOOC in Tianjin, in the JMC fabrication yards, professional representative positions, and project management team and technical secondee roles. ConocoPhillips China's Beijing office provides management oversight, multidisciplinary technical support and administrative capabilities.
Bohai Phase 3 is expected to begin operations in the third quarter of 2018 and will be the largest new project initiated since the ConocoPhillips upstream-downstream split. The project includes three wellhead platforms, three drilling-completion-workover rigs, a central process platform, 186 new wells, 49 sidetracks and brownfield modifications.
We are honored to help China develop such a sustainable world-class operation. It is reassuring that the project will continue to make contributions to secure energy supplies for the Chinese economy.


Star Wars has recently been on the receiving end of some toxic backlash from fans, causing the franchise to feel the true power of the Dark Side of the Force. Yet one section of the Star Wars universe received nothing but applause at Comic-Con, and it's already led to a massive wave of support from fandom across the world. It was the news that The Clone Wars, after nearly five long years, has finally been saved.
Star Wars Episode IX: The Rise of Skywalker – But What Does It MEAN?!
Since then, as Dave Filoni – the show's creator and producer – pointed out, barely a week would go by when people wouldn't ask him to save The Clone Wars and bring it back to complete the story. Now, in a move which took many by surprise, a new trailer has aired and a new season of the much-beloved show is returning to the screens to wrap up its unfinished business. It's the best news that the fan community could have hoped for, with the trailer acknowledging the desire for the show's return.
Despite being set during the disappointing prequel trilogy of the Star Wars films, The Clone Wars told an in-depth story of that period of time that the fans wanted to see. Whilst introducing new characters like Jedi Padawan Ahsoka Tano and delving deeply into the rich mythos of the franchise, it also furthered the descent to the Dark Side of Anakin Skywalker and filled in much of the backstory of Obi-Wan Kenobi. Beyond that, the show's real gift was to explore the individuality of the seemingly-identical clone troopers like Rex, Cody, Fives, Echo and others.
After The Clone Wars' original run ended, Star Wars: Rebels served as a distant sequel series that took place shortly before the events of the original film, A New Hope. A success in its own right, one of that show's highlights was the return of Ahsoka and the clone troopers to the Star Wars universe, allowing their stories to continue. Yet for years there has been a gap in their history, which the new season of The Clone Wars looks set to fill in.
With the recent levels of criticism aimed at the current trilogy and the box office disappointment of Solo: A Star Wars Story, some have wondered if the franchise needed saving. However, the reaction to news of The Clone Wars' return has been overwhelmingly positive. For the show that succeeded against all odds, it's once again surprised everyone and looks set to prove that Star Wars can save itself.
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A shopkeeper from the Central Coast who almost died after being stabbed eight times during a robbery, had an emotional reunion with the men who saved him.
Steve Van Meeteren, 41, continued to fight for his life after being stabbed eight times in a crumbled robbery in Carmichael & # 39; s Corner Store in Wyong on April 2.
On Tuesday, the 41-year-old fought tears when he was reunited with paramedics Geoff Barnes and Graham Andrews who worked tirelessly to save his life.
& # 39; I want to thank you very much because I wouldn't be here without you & # 39 ;, said Van Meeteren in the emotional reunion he recorded on 9News.
The emergency response team was called to the store by an unknown customer, who found the father of the three in a pool of his own blood.
Police started resuscitation until Mr. Barnes and Mr. Andrews arrived.
They took over and hurried Mr Van Meeteren to a Careflight helicopter in nearby Baker Park.
Before emergency services were able to transport the 41-year-old to Royal North Shore Hospital, they had to replace the blood he had lost in the ordeal.
Doctors did not waste time and drilled Mr Van Meeteren's bone marrow before the flight so that they could administer a rapid blood transfusion.
They were able to infuse plasma and blood within minutes before taking him to the hospital.
On Tuesday, Mr Barnes described how the situation suddenly became critical to Mr Van Meeteren, who said he could not remember the incident.
Colleague paramedic, Mr. Andrews told the 41-year-old he was lucky the emergency & # 39; machine & # 39; kicked in and performed smoothly as it should be.
& # 39; Unfortunately you were not long in this world in the state where you were – so we brought you here and waited for the helicopter & # 39 ;, said Andrews.
Mr Van Meeteren, who has been working in the store for more than 10 years, said he would not take a step back in the store for the time being.
& # 39; I just thought I'd die, & # 39; he said.


AMC's Great Kids, Great Outdoors: How much TV is too much?
"Kids Watching More Television" blared the headline in my local paper last week. Nielsen, the company that tracks TV viewing, had issued a report on the average hours per week that children spent in front of a TV screen during the last quarter of 2008. Another headline — "Toddlers watch 32 hours of TV a week" — summarized the news on TV-viewing by 2- to 5-year-olds; 28 hours was the number for children 6 to 11.
I had to read to the very end of the article to find the actual increase: Young children increased their daily TV-viewing by 7 minutes between 2007 and 2008; over the same time period, older children spent 3 more minutes a day watching TV.
What's surprising — and maybe what's newsworthy — is not the size of the change but that the number hasn't gone down. Over the past quarter-century, the American Academy of Pediatrics has issued increasingly specific guidelines on television watching by children. (The pediatrician's group now recommends that children under the age of 2 watch no TV, and that older children watch no more than 1 to 2 hours a day.) Academic journals regularly publish articles that link this level of TV-watching among children with increased risks for obesity, attention problems, lower grades, violent behavior, body-image problems, sexualized behavior, alcohol and cigarette use, and drug abuse — and that doesn't include issues specific to the youngest viewers, such as delays in language acquisition. This information filters down to us in all kinds of ways, including newspaper articles like the one I read last week. And what do we do? We watch more TV.
The Nielsen statistics don't exactly reflect my own family's situation. We don't watch what the folks at Nielsen call "live TV." But we understand the attraction, and we're not immune to its effects. We have a TV — we call it "the TV" even though it receives no channels — that we use to watch DVDs and videos. Our children know the rule: No TV on school nights. When Ursula was a baby, I was fastidious about monitoring her time in front of a screen. Virgil, on the other hand, was 2 years old when I started writing a book and 4 when I finished. He watched a lot of videos during that time (although much less than 5 hours a day, which is about what 32 hours a week comes to). Is it meaningful, then, that Ursula wanders away from TVs and likes to spend a lot of time outside, and that Virgil rarely goes outside on his own and always seems to be asking whether he can watch a movie? Sometimes, when we're crunched with deadlines, we relent, even on a school night. And so we perpetuate a problem we may have created.
Here's the question I come to: Do we not know enough yet to acknowledge the number of hours we spend watching television as a social problem? I hesitate to make the analogy, but I think of drinking. Adults in our country have had the freedom to drink socially since Prohibition was repealed. We allow for some number of people who are unable to control their drinking; we establish guidelines for drunkenness; and we prohibit children from drinking. I look at the numbers on television-watching, though, and I wonder: Has our TV-watching passed the equivalent of social drinking? What happens when we become a nation of alcoholics?
• The report from Nielsen.
• Bullet points on TV watching and issues related to it. The information is slightly dated (from 2000) but well presented.
• A summary of the 2008 Nielsen report.
• Children & Nature Network includes links to research on the effects of TV-watching on children's experience of the outdoors, including a report on "Generation M" by the Kaiser Family Foundation.


Discussion in 'Plugin Requests' started by Skrubzy, Mar 20, 2016.
Please read everything, I know it's long but I really need this plugin.
What I want: I need a factions plugin edit where it includes the /f map and claiming features (Commands changed to /claim and /claim map) I don't want any of the other faction features, just the claiming features and the commands below.
(Ex2: /claim <radius in chunks>)- Make the radius always a square/rectangular shape please.
&7You have used &c___ &7claim blocks.
&7You have &c___ &7claim blocks left to use.
On /claim map, if should show the random characters (Like in factions) as player's claims, and the player name should be where the faction name is usually located.
To Trust- The owner of the claim is the only one who can trust/untrust other players (Unless they have the the correct permission nodes.) /trust <name> all -will trust the player with all claims and /trust <name> Will trust the player with the current claim the owner is standing in when the command is executed.
/trusted will show all the trusted players in the claim you are standing in when you do the command.
On the claim map it will show just the owner of the claim, not the trusted players.
Ownership of a single command can be done by: /claim set owner <name> (Sets the owner of the current claim they are standing in.) The previous owner then become trusted but not the owner.
When I'd like it by: Hopefully in 2 weeks or so.
Sorry for so much information, but I really need this plugin. I may of missed some things so just reply if you have any questions.
This is exactly like griefprevention.
No lol I hate that plugin, I want it where you can claim areas using commands like factions- GriefProtection is no where near what I want.
You could end up with something nearly identical to this by simply tweaking Factions.
I know this won't be exactly what you want, but it might be helpful as a substitute for waiting for someone to pick this plugin up.
- Disable griefing, explosions, etc. in all factions by setting default flags.
If this is close enough to your request for you to be satisfied, please mark this thread as filled.
Set up an alias in the commands.yml.


The real problem for science today is quality control. Peer review has been at the heart of this, but there are too many failures — in both open access and traditional journals — to simply plod ahead with the same system. We need new approaches and many people and organizations are working on those, such as the open evaluation project.
Here at NewAPPS, we've been discussing issues with the peer-review model, in philosophy as well as more generally. One of the problems is simply that it's a very costly process, something that often goes underappreciated. But of course, the issue is that it is unclear what alternatives there might be.
In philosophy, the pay-to-publish model is virtually nonexistent. But those of us working on the interface with other fields, e.g. psychology, are likely to come across the pay-to-publish situation (e.g. with the Frontiers publisher). Now, because I object to this model (as will become apparent below), I refuse to publish in such venues, and have for example recently given up writing for a volume after having accepted the invitation, once I found out that there were publication fees involved.
The issues touched upon by the Science paper concerning predatory journals are real, and while by far not all pay-to-publish journals are predatory (PLOS One, the flagship open-access pay-to-publish journal, is becoming a highly respected scientific journal), replacing the subscription-only model with the open-access but pay-to-publish model does not seem like an entirely satisfying solution either. The subscription-only model is based on the idea of researchers working for free for academic publishers, and universities being charged to have access to the results of the free labor of their own staff members (in the form of library subscriptions). The pay-to-publish model entails that researchers/authors, and those with a less favorable funding situation in particular, are the ones to carry the burden. In both cases, someone is making 'easy money' out of unpaid work, and that's just not right. So the problem is not so much with defective peer-reviewing (an ailment that at least in principle affects everybody), but with the unfairness of someone making 'easy money' at the expenses of somebody else.


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Michael Joseph Kelly (Philadelphia, 22 mei 1969) is een Amerikaans acteur.

Biografie
Kelly werd geboren in Philadelphia in een gezin van vier kinderen, en de high school heeft hij doorlopen aan de Brookwood High School in Snellville. Hierna ging hij studeren aan de Coastal Carolina University in Conway.

Filmografie

Films
Uitgezonderd korte films.
 2021 Outside the Wire - als Eckhart
 2018 All Square - als John
 2016 Viral - als Michael Drakeford
 2015 Secret in Their Eyes - als Reg Siefert
 2015 Everest - als John Krakauer
 2013 Man of Steel – als Steve Lombard
 2013 Now You See Me – als agent Fuller
 2012 Chronicle – als Richard Detmer
 2011 The Adjustment Bureau – als Charlie Traynor
 2010 Fair Game – als Jack
 2009 Did You Hear About the Morgans? – als Vincent
 2009 The Afterlight – als Andrew
 2009 Law Abiding Citizen – als Bray
 2009 Defendor – als Paul Carter
 2009 Tenderness – als Gary
 2008 The Narrows – als Danny
 2008 Changeling – als detective Lester Ybarra
 2007 Tooth and Nail – als Viper
 2007 Broken English – als Guy
 2006 Invincible – als Pete
 2006 Champions – als Mitchell
 2005 Carlito's Way: Rise to Power – als Rocco
 2005 Loggerheads – als George
 2004 Dawn of the Dead – als CJ
 2003 E.D.N.Y. – als Anderson
 2000 Unbreakable – als dokter op eerste hulp
 1999 Man on the Moon – als Michael Kaufman
 1998 River Red – als Frankie
 1998 Origin of the Species – als visser

Televisieseries
Uitgezonderd eenmalige gastrollen.
 2022 Pantheon - als Van Leuwen (stem) - 4 afl.
 2020 The Comey Rule - als Andrew McCabe - 2 afl.
 2019 Jack Ryan - als Mike November - 8 afl.
 2013-2018 House of Cards – als Doug Stamper – 72 afl.
 2017 The Long Road Home - als Gary Volesky - 6 afl.
 2017 Taboo - als Dumbarton - 7 afl.
 2011 – 2013 Person of Interest – als Mark Snow – 7 afl.
 2011 The Good Wife – als Mickey Gunn – 2 afl.
 2011 Criminal Minds: Suspect Behavior – als Jonathan Simms – 13 afl.
 2008 Generation Kill – als Bryan Patterson – 7 afl.
 2006 – 2007 The Sopranos – als agent Ron Goddard – 6 afl.
 2005 Kojak – als rechercheur Bobby Crocker – 10 afl.
 2000 – 2001 Level 9 – als Wilbert Thibodeaux – 12 afl.

Bronnen
Michael Kelly op de Engelstalige Wikipedia
Biografie op IMDb
Filmografie op IMDb

Amerikaans filmacteur
Amerikaans televisieacteur


Weapon Range: 9Requires Level 62, 113 Str, 113 Int30% increased Elemental Damage .
This sceptre applies the Hinder debuff on nearby enemies, and increases the damage dealt to them.
The radius of the Sigularity item aura is 25. It cannot be altered with modifiers to area of effect because the aura is a property of the item, not a character.
(60-80)% increased Damage with Hits and Ailments against Hindered Enemies is a conditional modifier and it doesn't affect damage over time.
Singularity has a legacy variant.
Shift click to unstack. on a legacy version from before version 2.3.0 will double the value of its implicit modifier to 20% rather than raising it to the current value of 30%.
Base type damage increased to 51-76 (up from 42-63).
↑ Mark_GGG (June 23, 2016). "Mechanical Questions Thread". Official Path of Exile Forums. Retrieved June 23, 2016.
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Q: Visual Studio Pending Changes not being updated I have an older changeset that I had to get. Once the code was updated the results did not reflect in the pending changes. The files are indeed different than what is on the server, since I checked a few and it showed they were different. Is there a way to have the pending changes recheck for differences in the code so that it can be added to the pending changes automatically?

A: Here is a solution I finally found that is the same question I was asking, just worded quite differently.
How to clear TFS server knowledge of my local version

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A new round of PPP funds will start Monday, aimed at the smallest businesses first
Treasury Secretary Steven T. Mnuchin has said the second round of loans will give more targeted relief to small businesses most affected by the COVID-19 pandemic.
A new round of Paycheck Protection Program money will start becoming available to select lenders and borrowers on Monday, according to senior administration officials.
Community financial institutions — roughly 10% of eligible lenders — will be able to start accepting loan applications Monday for entities seeking their first PPP loans. On Wednesday, those same lenders can begin processing second-round loans for small businesses and nonprofits that have already used up their first loan, the officials said on a call with reporters Friday. The lending portal will be available for other eligible lenders and borrowers shortly thereafter.
Businesses might have to wait longer for their loan to be processed than they did in the spring. The applications will go through a series of automated checks before a loan number is issued. This could take about a day, the officials said.
Making the loans exclusively available to community lenders for several days and the additional identity checks are intended to correct some of the confusion and fraud seen during the first round in the spring. The program ran out of money within days as businesses rushed to claim the funds with few eligibility restrictions. Many very small businesses without close ties to a lender were shut out of the process and unable to get funding.
"This updated guidance enhances the PPP's targeted relief to small businesses most impacted by COVID-19," Treasury Secretary Steven T. Mnuchin said in a statement Friday. "We are committed to implementing this round of PPP quickly to continue supporting American small businesses and their workers."
The officials said they do not anticipate that the system will be inundated with requests this time and that the $284 billion that Congress approved for this round won't run out.
The updated forms to apply for the loans are not yet available, but should be posted soon, an official said.
Eligibility changes
The new pot of money sets aside $60 billion for businesses that haven't been able to access the process so far, and it focuses on companies with 10 or fewer employees or those in low-income areas. The initiative also has $30 billion to help boost capacity among lenders active in underserved areas — including community development financial institutions, minority depository intuitions and other small lenders.
Firms that are eligible for a second loan will be capped at 300 employees, down from 500, and the maximum loan amount this time is $2 million, a decrease from $10 million. Applicants also have to prove that revenues declined at least 25% during one quarter of the pandemic, compared with the previous year.
The streamlined process for those who are applying for a loan of $150,000 or less means loan seekers just need to certify that they meet the revenue-reduction requirements at the time they apply for a loan and provide documentation of the revenue loss at a later date. The process to get the loan forgiven is also simplified.
The eligibility rules are also looser in this round. Housing cooperatives, direct marketing organizations and 501(c)(6) organizations, such as chambers of commerce and trade associations, are allowed to apply. PPP loans can be used to cover more expenses, including operations expenditures, property-damage costs, supplier costs and personal protective equipment for employees.
The influx of cash comes at a critical point, with more than 60% of businesses believing that the worst of the pandemic-related economic crisis is yet to come, according to a recent survey of 600 small-business owners by the U.S. Chamber of Commerce and insurer MetLife Inc. About half of the survey respondents said they will have to shut down within a year, unless the economy improves.
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Limestone tile flooring is used creatively in many non-traditional places all through the home. Though it looks best on the bathroom and kitchen floors and showers, some uncommon places like the mantle piece of a fireplace, a table top on the outdoor dining area etc look great with limestone. This natural stone stands out, when used in a shower, or a spa around the tub. Decorators feel that limestone complements other materials at home wonderfully. The natural look of this stone goes well with granite and marble. If you want a textured feel in your home, then the softness and unique texture of this stone looks great in various parts of the home.
Here is a guide giving you few tips on decorating your rooms with limestone.
Limestone is used on the shower walls and floors to create decadence like a spa. Use the polished ones with good patterned venation for the wonderful effect.
If your bathroom has space for a large bathtub, then install a deep sunken bathtub made of limestone. Indulge in the beauty of stone and create luxurious spaces to relax.
In the bathrooms, limestone can be used even on the vanity counter top. This way a royal elegance is brought within a simple bathroom.
A If you have a spacious patio, use limestone tile flooring with some accents of other stones. You can place a table with limestone top. This provides a perfect setting for Sunday brunches. Use these stones in the form of inlays on the floors.
Limestone flooring is definitely recommended by the architects if you prefer a home with classiness and beauty. The colours are earthy and desirable. They are equally used in the current and classic buildings. You can use them for casual settings or official settings based on the finishing. This is an eco-friendly product and has a lot of flexibility. The porosity is less when a sealant is applied. This way, the flooring can be turned into a space of high resilience, hard and durable. These stones are strong and stay with you for many years if maintained well.
The up keep of limestone tile flooring is easy. This stone does not let bacteria and other germs to thrive. Hence, it is ideal for wet areas like the bathrooms and kitchens. The surfaces are easy to clean, and there is no trace of stains.
There are many options to consider for flooring. Based on your tastes and personality, choose these tiles for that charm and decadence. They are affordable and transform your house into a relaxing and vibrant space.