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Sunday, December 14, 2014

Massacre of the Conestogas: 14 Dec 1763


There is a wealth of information online about the murder of the last local ( Lancaster PA ) remnants of the once mighty Susquehannock Nation. If you Google: conestoga 1763 sentinel, you'll find many of my prior offerings, including this one.
 
I'm certain the Conestogas have many descendants within the Iroquois and other Native Nations, as well as the general ( non-native ) population.
 
If you want to grab an excellent book to read about those turbulent times, I'd recommend the following:
 

Enjoy the rest of your weekend, folks.
  
Across time...Mitakuye oyasin.
 
  

Friday, December 12, 2014

December 14, 1763: People Killed, No Arrests

 
251 years have passed, and my-my...how times haven't changed. 
 
 
History does have a way of repeating itself.
  
Shame on us.
  
 

Monday, December 8, 2014

Williams, Cabot & Saul: The Grinch(es) that Stole Christmas


"Shale gas pipeline developer threatens to seize land"
 
If you live anywhere along the proposed routes of any pipelines being planned to get Marcellus Shale gas to market, you should take a few minutes to read this article and these two letters.
 
Question:   What would cause a Philadelphia law firm to send out a letter a few weeks before Christmas to hardworking homeowners threatening eminent domain?
 
Answer:   Client$ with deep pocket$ that $troke big check$.

Burning the midnight oil racking up billable hours to write threatening letters to fellow Americans;

It's the most wonderful time of the year...especially for the heartless.
  

Sunday, December 7, 2014

A Flood of Flashbacks: Weekend Weminiscing


For some unknown reason, I am experiencing a flood of family flashbacks over the past few days, so I decided to do another "Weminiscing" post, scour the hard drive, throw my mind in neutral, and see where it took me.
 
First, we recently sold a home that had been in our family for over 87 years. The home my mother was born in, and a home full of memories. My grandparents raised eight children under its roof, and a Gold Star mother graced that dwelling from 1944 until 1968.

 
 
 
 
 For me personally, selling that home was a tough decision...and still is.
 

 
Above: Me and my maternal grandmother circa ~1959

 
 
Above: My maternal grandparents circa 1947.
Below: My sister and I in ~1977.

 
 
Above: Chris and I in our basement gym, a.k.a. "the Pit".
Below: Walking down the sidewalk one last time.
 

Additionally, my wife's parent's home will be going to closing within the next two weeks. Her parents built their home in 1957, and raised a family of five children under its roof. My wife worked incredibly hard to make sure her parents stayed in that home for as long as they could - and as comfortably as possible - before they passed away within six weeks of each other earlier this year.

 
Below: Light from above, or dust on the lens?
Pic taken on the day of my mother-in-law's funeral.
 
 
 
Between both homes, 144 years of memories...ne'er to be forgotten.
 
 My son will be entering his first sanctioned powerlifting meet next weekend. I wish I could be there, but hopefully there will be others. Based upon his training lifts, he should cross the 300 BP and 500 DL barriers at a bodyweight of ~205.

 
Below: Same bar...~35 years earlier @ my parent's home.
P.S.: Squats were really fun...
 
 
And now, we are building a library of memories in our own home.
 
Many years from now, whether it's my wife and I, or our children, there will be a final walk through that will take place. When that door closes and the keys are handed over to someone else, I hope the good memories of decades past will be enough to last a lifetime. 
 
 
Above: Christmas 2009
Below: Christmas 2011
 
 
 
Above: HS Graduation party 2009
Below: Thanksgiving 2008 with my children & parents.
 
 
Enjoy the rest of your weekend, folks.
 
 
 

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Pipeline to Philadelphia: From Ugly to Vic****


As V follows U in our alphabet, so winds the predestined path of the Marcellus Shale invasion. 
 
Many years ago, well before many of the current "experts" started forming support groups, I told a fellow blogger that this whole Marcellus thingy was going to get ugly. Now, for the record, it's about to cross another threshold.
 
For those who visit regularly, you may remember me linking to this article over a year ago.
  
"It's probably not a problem getting within 15 to 20 miles of Philadelphia, where it's reasonably cost-effective to lay a big pipeline," Rinaldi said. The pipeline might follow existing rights of way along the turnpike or defunct rail lines.
  
And yesterday, this article showed up online.
 
"But the promoters of a new Philadelphia pipeline - as yet unmapped - say they aim to design the project with enough spare capacity to accommodate future growth."
 
As if watching the first performance of a play through the eyes of the playwright, I am observing this tragedy unfold for what feels like the hundredth time.

This script was written long ago and - off in the distance over the din of politicians, frackers and fracktivists - I think I hear Brünnhilde clearing her throat. 

Put away the yellow tape & banners and strap in, folks.
 
Ugly is about to become passé.

Mark 13:14

  On the Schuylkill - September 2009
 
 
 

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

CENSORED


While doing some electronic housekeeping over the weekend, I discovered that a comment I had posted online using DISQUS had been removed/deleted.
 
Fortunately, DISQUS retains a copy of everything I've posted through them.
 
Here's - verbatim - what someone found worthy of deletion. 
 

 
 
So...I post using my own name and a slightly dated photo of the real me, and in what I considered to be an inoffensive and borderline professional manner, provide information that addresses and refutes the natural gas industry's totally misleading "solid bedrock" myth posted by another commenter...and my comment gets deep-sixed.
 
I've seen some real attack-mode garbage posted online by anonymous folks who can't get too far beyond 2 + 2 = 4. For whatever reason ( hint: sarcasm ), those comments seem to pass the censorship test.
 
Facts are facts, folks. 
 
Seems some people ( and/or media outlets ) can't handle the truth.
               
 

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Gene Yaw appointed to Chesapeake Bay Commission

 
Un-blanking-believable.
 
If you don't know who this man is, or what his position is on the whole Marcellus Shale issue...take a few minutes of your own time to find out.
 
For starters, try here.

Then read the gory details of his appointment to the CBC here.
 
Senator Gene Yaw's appointment to the Chesapeake Bay Commission is tantamount to appointing Satan to a spot in the Vatican.
 
Politics as usual.
  
    

Saturday, November 29, 2014

Sunrise Atlantic Pipeline: Conestoga Massacre II


Over the many years I have been posting here, and actively working to bring awareness to the past, present and possible future of the Susquehanna River, I often wondered; why me...why now?
 
For my longtime visitors, you know that every December - for well over a decade - I have paid tribute to those men, women & children slain by the Paxton Boys in December 1763 in what has become known as the Conestoga Massacre. 
 
 
For the first time that I can recall - ever - I had to walk away from my laptop this morning in stunned disbelief when I read this article.  Best described; I felt as if I had just read my own obituary.
 
 
 
I knew the time was coming...just didn't know how or when or where.

It's here.
 
 
 
"Williams has said it is working with the Pennsylvania Historical & Museum Commission, and could go under the site and/or preserve any artifacts it finds as it performs the dig."
 
"In part, the disconnect may be due to the fact that the last of the Susquehannocks, or Conestogas, who once populated this area were killed in the infamous “Conestoga Massacre” of 1783; the tribe no longer exists. But Robins, who traces her lineage to the Onondaga, said Native Americans share a sense of collective history — and outrage when they think it’s being defiled."
 
1783? Get it right newspaper people.
 
1763. 
 
Regardless of the placatory sound bites they continue to produce, Williams Partners must reroute their pipelines away from this and other sacred sites...period. 
 
If they refuse...

 
           ...history may very well repeat itself.
  
Since the folks from Tulsa and their affiliates will be showing up here soon, for the record: I am not a member of any of the various coalitions or groups that have sprouted like weeds in the past few years.
 
You and your brilliant psyops team can figure out the rest.
 
Then again...
            

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Just one more Thanksgiving...

 
No one knows what tomorrow will bring.
 
A lot of folks I know, including our family, will have one less home to visit...and fewer chairs to set at the table this year on Thanksgiving Day. 
 
When will you celebrate your last Thanksgiving with family & friends?
 
Wherever you are, make it your best...and theirs.
 
Happy Thanksgiving to all.
 
Thanksgiving Day 2011...my Dad's last.
    

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Fellow Quadders: Keep Calm & Walk On!


Last night, I checked out what's going on with my fellow "Quadder" from across the pond, and discovered that we've had another "Quadman" join the ranks.
 
 
Gentlemen:
 
I just passed the 22 month mark. In addition to the excellent care provided by my wife and youngest daughter - both RNs - and the constant flow of positive words of encouragement received from many, the best advice I received was from a Dr. ( just retired ) who monitored me for six months post-surgery.
 
I'll sum up his words of wisdom with this screenshot:
 
 
 
Hang in there!
 
 
 
 
 
 
Steps?
 
Up, down or 50' up and swaying side-to-side...No Problem!!
 
 
 
More in a few.