Be this Ramblings “Lector” over morning Coffee

Happy Saturday. For me it’s a bit of a wild weekend and likewise next weekend. Which reminds me. Next weekend I’ll be participating in one of the Flying Pig races. The big full marathon (20,000 strong) will be on Sunday. I’ll be participating in one of the several offshoots next Saturday – a 5K. So, next week’s Ramblings will be on Sunday!

Easter Sunday – for me started with a sunrise service held at Spring Grove Cemetery and Arboretum. A wonderful service and message, and a beautiful sunrise. I did reflect on the fact that I seem to be spending an inordinate amount of time at the place, what with visits, history seeking, races, and now an Easter Service.

Normally we think of the Womb as life’s beginning. But on Easter Sunday listening to scripture where women arrived at Jesus’ Tomb when asked why they were there – the ‘Tomb’ had become the beginning of life. I was at the right place after all.

Coffee – Now, coffee at the ready, I’ll be quick since Jason will be over shortly. We’re picking up some stuff and since I have my senior GPS, I’ve been invited along:

I got myself a seniors’ GPS. Not only does it tell me how to get to my
destination, it tells me why I wanted to
go there in the first place.

Amish help – it was a headline written by a Natalie Sandoval which grabbed my attention: Amish Easily Do What Federal Government Wouldn’t Do For Months.

The article starts playing on the old ‘how many’ joke with the lines:

“How many federal employees does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Zero. They’ll just wait for the Amish I know to do it for them.”

I seems that for the past 6-months about 2,000 Amish folk from Pennsylvania have, quietly, been rebuilding the town of Chimney Rock, NC, following devastation by Hurricane Helene. These are Amish from the Great Needs Trust. Six months straight ….. rebuilding the town’s homes, businesses, and bridges.

I understand that many other groups have also been involved, from Florida to my state of Ohio, but was unaware of the work this Amish community was performing.

To me this is what America is all about, the roll up your sleeves, pitch in, and get it done attitude. This day and age, all too often, it’s much whine, wail, and gripe.

Actually, if recollection is correct the ‘can do’ attitude dates back big time to the great earthquake of April 18, 1906 in San Francisco which killed 3,000 people and devastated the city. By the time trains with Federal help had been assembled and rumbled into town, rebuilding was already well underway.

What Happens When – you wake up at 1:45 in the morning. No, not a ‘privy’ call, but because moving blue and red lights are playing on the ceiling.

I have no idea how long that had been going on, all I know is that both Marcia and I got up to grab a front and center seat in the sunroom. The corner of ‘Chaos and Mayhem’ was living up to its well-deserved reputation.

Across the street were police, fire, and a smaller well-lit unmarked vehicle with two inspector types. In the mix there sat an OK looking sedan with four open doors as well as open trunk and hood. Many flashlights were playing all over the thing and through bushes and neighboring houses. All of this ‘dance’ was performed in total silence.

Approaching 2:30 a flat-bed tow truck joined the party and began to load the car-of-interest. Ten minutes later all that remained was a newly created parking spot. Marcia and I returned to bed and settled in for a more peaceful rest. And so, it goes here in the corner of …………

Senior Shopping – has become easier and easier. For the past year Marcia has performed the ‘chore’ of grocery shopping online. In part because of her difficulty getting about and in part because she really doesn’t trust me. A lack of trust due to my love for impulse buying and love for exploring what I call; “the exotic”.

This week I watched as she deftly clicked on the site’s presentation of the common stuff she orders. Clicked on coupons she wanted to use. And easily searched out new or different products. Twenty minutes at most and she had the order completed. A bit of a reflection on the best time for Kroger to deliver (she settled for 9:00 – 10:00 am yesterday) and yesterday at exactly 9:01 the truck rolled up (I checked).

Were Marcia to gain access to the ‘winged’ sandals worn by the Roman god Mars, I don’t believe she’d return to the actual chore of cart pushing.

Without Comment – Just a simple chart for you to reflect on. It’s the change in Carbon Emissions (for those who find that study important) by time and by country/region. It’s interesting and worth more than a quick glance.

Now best get ready for Jason to pop on over. Last evening we all gathered at the nearby neighborhood favorite, Gordo’s pub-&-grill for dinner with Jason – who had a birthday mid-week. It was a bit of a mix since Tevita was in Philadelphia for work and Vili was on Andros Island in the Bahamas with his 8th grade class. Nevertheless, we feasted. As you can readily see, it’s the kind of feast which should not be held any more than once a month.

Life is AMAZING!

Dirk

BONUS POINTS:

Which of these jobs have NOT disappeared (as a teenager I actually worked as a ‘pinsetter’)

1) “Leech Collector ”
2) “Gandy Dancer”
3) “Phrenologists”
4) “Linotype operator”
5) “ice cutter”
6) “pinsetter”
7) “Lamplighter”
8) “Lector”
9) “Soda Jerk”

“Ubuntu”

Happy Saturday. Yesterday I attended the FIFA Club World Cup ‘25 volunteer training session. What quickly came obvious among the group was the African term ubuntu which is from a mix of African languages. In English it is best explained thusly; ubuntu encompasses a broad definition with the thought of ‘what I do to myself that is good/welcoming/enthusiastic/or with integrity will consequently be equally embraced by the whole community’.

Coffee – but first, since it is morning, a meme which in these parts stays just a meme since I am not surrounded by morning persons, i.e. Marcia (except this morning – she was up at 6):

Easter weekend – Praying the Steps in Mt. Adams at Holy Cross Immaculata Church is a Good Friday tradition going back over 150 years. For Catholics it’s saying the Rosary on each of the 94 steps. No one is turned away and the local Bishop Joseph R. Binzer began blessing the steps at 1-minute after midnight on Good Friday, by day’s end 8 to 10 thousand faithful will have completed the ritual.

My plan is to head out and participate in a nearby outdoor Easter service (although doing the ‘steps’ is still a bucket list item). Happy Easter everyone. Having said that do keep the Christian’s being slaughtered in the Congo in your prayers.

RFK Jr. – last week’s Ramblings had me post several statistical charts dealing with the inordinate increase in Autism, obesity, and diabetes – all being highlighted by Kennedy. This week I read how Kennedy has established new rules on food additives:

Kennedy stated that he’s — “given food company executives two years to remove Red 40 and other artificial dyes from their products.”

The CEO of Pepsi, which owns Doritos, said … “The consumers like them to be very red, and we have not yet found a vegetable dye that we can match, but we’re going to do it.”

Change is in the wind!

“I don’t want a pickle
I just wanna ride on my morotcycle” (Motorcycle Song, Arlo Guthrie)

Last weekend — I was on the Matt’s 5K Pursuit and passing me on the course was cadre of Sherriff patrol on big rumbling Harley’s. On the trail, either I could have been ‘smushed’ or maybe done the reverse. That’s when Arlo’s old Motorcycle Pickle Song came to mind, especially the following bit (see, the mind does wanders during these events).

The song desscribes how Arlo doing 150 mph on a cliff road flew off that cliff. Knowing he wouldn’t survive he eased back on his bike, got his pen, and wrote the song. Since the song survived it’s only logical that Arlo did too. He magically landed on the top of a police car and it died.

You just have to love the brilliance of Arlo!

What me Worry? – It made me wonder just how many of the thousands of people enjoying The Masters golf tournament in Augusta claim to be deeply concerned about this decade’s bugaboo, Climate Change?

The reason it crossed my mind began when I saw just how many private jets landed at Augusta’s little airport – 2100 throughout the event. The attached flight detail is from last Sunday when 229 private jets left the area – homeward bound. Luckily, this also means that once back home these seriously important people can again get back on track expounding serious concern reflecting on how best to ask the rest of us to be seriously concerned on Climate Change.

‘Fave’ Hammond – I’ve always loved the sounds of those little Hammond organs. Get me some old timey Gospel music, add a Hammond, let me shut my eyes and I’m in heaven as long as that instrument plays.

Years ago, when the Reds (then the ‘Redlegs’) were still playing at the old Crosley Field there was a guy by the name of Ronnie Dale (1931-2017). He started playing an hour before gametime. Then at the end of the 2nd, 4th, 5th inning, the 7th inning stretch, and finally, for 15 minutes after the game.

The Reds would hit a home run and Dales’ Hammond would come to life. He’d play stuff we’d sneer at these days, “The Hokie Pokie”, “Happy Days are Here Again”, or stuff such as “On Top of ‘ol Smokey”.

It certainly was a calmer time, wasn’t it?

FIFA at TQL – Yesterday I spent 3-hours at Xavier University doing FIFA Club World Cup ’25 volunteer training. Mid-June until mid-July, 63 games in 11 cities scattered about the country requires 9,000 volunteers (I was 1 of 99 attending our session). Volunteers are needed for 18 different functions at each event.

What had me do a doubletake was the age percentage numbers for each group:
Age 18-30 (44%)
Age 31-50 (41%)
Age 51-70 (14%)
Age 70+ (1%)
Care to venture a guess the grouping I am stuck in?

Enjoy The Hawkin Singers as we get ready for Easter morning!

Life is AMAZING!

Dirk

BONUS POINTS:

Which two of these named people held the first Patents for the automobile windshield wiper

        1)     “Mary Anderson ”      
        2)     “Edsel Ford”
        3)     “Carl Oscar Hedstrom”
       4)     “John Oishei”
       5)     “Ignaz Schustala”
       6)     “John Jepson”
       7)     “Clayton Leach”

“Planning a Pursuit”

Happy Saturday. Now that the waters have started to recede – and are doing so requiring no cleanup in our condo – yeeha! Having said that, I’m not gloating since for those affected, cleaning up basements and first floors filled by quickly drying sticky River mud it’s an awful job.

People that live in the flood-plain areas are a special breed. Almost all, to a person, they are totally aware that every decade or so they’re in for a horrible mess and cleanup. Yet, they love the views and thereby accept those infrequent disruptions. Bottom line: they wouldn’t trade their lifestyle.

After the wild market this week, let me post a line I picked up: “Economists were created to make weather forecasters look good.”

Coffee – Wouldn’t it be nice were I not to natter on and on about my morning affair with coffee? I’ve listened, and so instead, allow a few minutes for a co-production of the Erasmus Huis in Jakarta and the Hortus Botanicus in Amsterdam to properly recite a bit of the “story of Coffee”:

Quote – Today’s quote is from the library of the delightful and political satirist, P.J. O’Rourke  (1947-2022). I decided to quote O’Rourke to acknowledge last weekend’s visit to Miami University in Oxford (O’Rourke’s alma mater) and my study this week on what the whole Robert Kennedy Jr.’s MAHA movement is all about. Here are O’Rourke’s sage words:

“If you think health care is expensive now, wait until you see what it costs when it’s free”

Pan Rocks ’25 – Ever spent some time attending an event and wondered just how it happened that you got so lucky? Well. Last Sunday well over a thousand of us just got that feeling. As we worked our way to our seats it was a ‘sea’ of steel drums.

Additionally, the very large drum kit placed in the center was specifically set up to replicate the drums played by Rush drummer Neil Peart (1947-2020) – after all, the evening celebrated the music of the band Rush. As if that weren’t enough, add a couple of bass guitars, an old ‘60s vintage Moog synthesizer, and at one point introduce the Miami University Men’s Glee club – about 100 strong (jumping about as if they were in a Mosh Pit).

The sound explosion was AMAZING!!

For family members click on the link below to head for Adrianne’s video taken from the opposite side of the stage, from her vantage point she captured a closeup of Vaioleti and you see Vai play her double Alto pans. Click HERE

MAHA – Here in the ‘Nati we’re lucky to have a non-profit group called Empower U. Empower U is a free University with the bi-line of: Educate – Enjoy – Engage. This week I sat in on a presentation by Dr. Jay Rissover. Rissover, recently retired after practicing internal medicine for 36 years, has taught post-graduate medicine at a local hospital system, and is an activist.

He presented to us some of the history of our current Secretary of HHS, Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. and his Make America Healthy Again (MAHA) movement. Also doing a bit of a deep dive into some of RFK’s more controversial comments and positions. It was fascinating!

Should any of you also be interested the whole talk and Power Point can be viewed on Rumble (click here on Rumble to be linked directly). Scan past the short, 10-min, presentation shown first.

Here are a couple of sets of numbers which either correlate or juxtapose by happenstance. We don’t know, but that is exactly why we should look deeper – this is what RFK’s MAHA movement is about.

Slide on the left (click to enlarge) are the stats of reported cases of Autism over the years. Then click on the slide on the right to see the stats for Recommended Childhood Vaccinations over a similar timeline.

On the left I’ve placed the dates/numbers/percentages for Childhood Obesity and on the right Childhood Diabetes. Should these numbers correlate (and they seem to) then these numbers are beyond shocking.

Below is an easy to grasp JPEG detailing what RFKs MAHA principle are:

Matt’s Pursuit – Tomorrow morning I’ll join in on the 20th Anniversary 5K for this event. I love this event for two reasons. It generates funds for the purchase and training of K9 dogs for Police search and rescue (have provided funds for 117 K9 dogs to date). Even more, the whole event is held at Spring Grove Cemetery and Arboretum. Wonderful scenery, nice and hilly, and with over 44-miles of roadway the 5K route happens to go directly past the grave site of my parents – it’s an opportunity to check if all is ok.

Life is AMAZING!

Dirk

BONUS POINTS:

Remember those bell-bottom denim dungarees worn by U.S. Navy sailors like forever? Why did that style of trousers get started?

1) “as a patriotic mascot which appeared on boxes of Cracker Jack ”
2) “washing the decks of the bell-bottom pants rolled up quicker”
3) “maybe an 1813 Navy file about the arrival of Commodore Stephen Decatur”
4) “we really don’t know”
5) “ designed after popular 19th-century English sea shanty”
6) “designed in 1901 as an alternative to heavier wool pants”
7) “potential use as a life preserver”

“A wet March plus Two”

Happy Saturday. And it rained for 40 days. No not really, and no, I am not into ship building yet. But we’ve had a bunch of weather (roof of our condo building damaged) and it’ll continue through Sunday. Currently, depending where exactly you measure, the river is between 8 and 10 feet above flood stage, and 3” more rain expected in under 24 hours – water won’t start to drop till next weekend.

In these parts they’ve closed the gates on the flood walls. The venue where we saw Willie Nelson last year would have been cancelled today since it’s now under water. Where it’s much more of an issue is immediately to our south in Kentucky with all the hollers and creeks.

Coffee update – Then, our dependable Mr. Coffee machine died. It died mid percolate cycle – and didn’t bother to alert us. In the morning it looked like it was ready and waiting when I noticed that the hot plate was really hot and when I added water the first cupful instantly spit out steam. All this with none of the normal lights lit. I could NOT turn it off other than by a plug/unplug scheme.

Hence, let me introduce our newest family member, Mr. Cuisinart the coffee maker. This one with more modes than I think we’ll ever use. So far so good.

Call me crazy – but during my school years, literature and history I always found enjoyable. This week it appears we successfully slid through April Fools Day. So how did these two, history & literature, meet up?

There is thought it harks back to one, Geoffrey Chaucer, who in the 1390s wrote The Canterbury Tales. Question, is there any kid who has not struggled with this wonderful poetic? Either case, this from “The Nun’s Priest’s Tale,” where a rooster tricked by a fox says: “Syn March bigan, thirty dates and two.”

Do the math, March has 31-days, so ‘March-with-30-plus-two-days’ becomes April 1st. Was this the genesis of all the foolishness?

An Anniversary – Decades ago it was one of my kids who got me interested in a singing duo: Over-The-Rhine (named after a, then, nasty part of the ‘Nati where they holed up on the cheap). As an aside, today in the Over-The-Rhine area with its myriads of Restaurants, Pubs, and Boutiques you can find condos clearing the $1-million mark.

Anyway, I finally heard a CD and fell in love with the group. Later there was a fund raiser to preserve the Norwood’s old St. Elizabeth church to which I went. It was Karin (Karin Bergquist) who with husband Linford (Linford Detweiler) quickly made up the band: Over-The-Rhine. Those few hours were time with talk, music and lunch. Meeting up with Karin over Pizza solidified my appreciation for the duo.

At one point I took Marcia to Wilmington where, at a restored old Opera House, we saw them at a concert. And so, it goes.

This week it was a “my how time flies” moment when the group’s newsletter informed me it was the 20th anniversary of the release of their album “Drunkard’s Prayer” (recorded entirely in the living room of their then in nearby Norwood home to mark them stepping through a rough spot in their marriage). This album is part of my ‘all-time-favorites’ lineup. I hope Marcia won’t mind if the music heard on Clinton Springs this weekend carries the sounds from that album – at least that is the prayer hope.

Should I? – should I restate the fun years and long affair with my little French Deux Chevaux (2CV)? Maybe you know this iconic car better by its long line of deprecating and dismissive nicknames: Umbrella on Wheels, Tin Can on Wheels, Le Canard, Leelijke Eend (ugly duck), Dolly, or Tin Snail.

No matter what you call it, these are amazing cars. Early on in their production they won one ‘First’ after another. Mechanically, likewise there were many a first: all disc brake, independent suspension, and for simplicity both cylinders fire simultaneously, to name just a few. And these little marvels worked, boy, did these cars perform.

Then recently I came across the best 2CV tale I’d heard about. In 1993, Émile Leray, a French mechanic, driving through the Western Sahara Desert ran into a major problem. It appears he crashed his Citroën 2CV into a rock and became stranded. Nothing nearby and remember this was 1993, so NO mobile or signal of any kind. The guy had two choices, find a solution (the best) or wait to die.

Apparently, he had both extreme heat and only a mere 10 liters of water. Thus time itself was an issue.

His solution, tear the trusty 2CV apart and try and use workable parts to build a motorcycle – totally unthinkable, but possibly possible.

So, in the middle of the desert heat and minimal tools he did the impossible, in 12 days. He tore the frame apart and modified it. Removed the engine and got it mounted. Made the transmission workable in his ‘motorcycle’ frame.

He got the improvised rig i.e. ’motorcycle’ started and managed to drive it a number of miles to where he was eventually rescued.

Émile Leray proved that with determination, a trusty 2CV (and some serious mechanical skills), a little Deux Chevaux can defeat even the Saharan Desert.

RUSH – I am talking about the band from mostly the 1970s (formed 1968) which created a sound that blended much of what we then heard. Personally, what makes it somewhat interesting is the fact that RUSH as a band originated in Willowdale (Toronto), Ontario Canada the same area I spent my high school years.

So today, actually this evening, I’ll be making the 50-minute drive to Oxford, Ohio and Miami University. Not to hear RUSH, but to hear the sounds of RUSH performed on steel drums!

Here’s the scoop. Granddaughter Vaioleti and her school’s Steel Drum band, along with like bands from 6 other high schools will be performing.

Should be so cool! Just to stay current for any younger readers the 70’s term ‘cool’ is now, and here take your pick; “awesome”, “rad”, “chill”, or “hip”.

Life is AMAZING!

Dirk

BONUS POINTS:

Who declined his Nobel Prize in literature?

1) “Ernest Hemmingway”
2) “Jean-Paule Satre”
3) “Mercy Otis Warren”
4) “Robert Caro”
5) “(Irish Friar) Edward Hicks”