<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:39:35.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be fine. Really.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-5928682351615230926</id><published>2007-02-05T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:46:08.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BBBiiiiii-il! I LOVE YOU SO, I ALWAYS WILL . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RcfPjo7K5vI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kUBxka3Hc1s/s1600-h/100_1354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028215720170415858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="81" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RcfPjo7K5vI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kUBxka3Hc1s/s200/100_1354.JPG" width="111" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ode to 'Tilly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best and funniest brother of all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are an inspiration and a superb Christian Dad, Husband, Son, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With you, it really IS rocket science. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are a braniac and solid hoot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-5928682351615230926?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/5928682351615230926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=5928682351615230926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/5928682351615230926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/5928682351615230926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2007/02/bbbiiiiii-il-i-love-you-so-i-always.html' title='BBBiiiiii-il! I LOVE YOU SO, I ALWAYS WILL . . .'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RcfPjo7K5vI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kUBxka3Hc1s/s72-c/100_1354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-3700574539616319071</id><published>2007-02-05T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:34:27.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zenyatta Mondatta, they're BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RceFpY7K5uI/AAAAAAAAABo/XneTKwmBZoA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028134455094208226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RceFpY7K5uI/AAAAAAAAABo/XneTKwmBZoA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RceFW47K5tI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ku3rIOJYU-U/s1600-h/sc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028134137266628306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RceFW47K5tI/AAAAAAAAABg/Ku3rIOJYU-U/s400/sc.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Police reunion hoopla just got kicked up another notch. Grammy Awards officials confirmed Tuesday morning that the rock trio will reunite for a performance Feb. 11, opening the nationally televised awards show at Los Angeles’ Staples Center. That's tantalizing news for fans of Sting, Andy Summers and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stewart Copeland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who are widely expected to launch a global concert tour this summer, 23 years after their split. I, for one, will be going for a second mortage to see as much of it as I can. Radio stations in British Columbia, Canada have reported that the band is rehearsing at Lions Gate Studios in Vancouver, where band members have been spotted out and about&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.(Above: The best drummer EV-ERR!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-3700574539616319071?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/3700574539616319071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=3700574539616319071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/3700574539616319071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/3700574539616319071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2007/02/zenyatta-mendatta-theyre-back.html' title='Zenyatta Mondatta, they&apos;re BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RceFpY7K5uI/AAAAAAAAABo/XneTKwmBZoA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-6675002582157959626</id><published>2007-01-18T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:39:49.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR A SONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RbBB4LYOC-I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZYjn9dPVuKE/s1600-h/14872170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021586017900956642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RbBB4LYOC-I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZYjn9dPVuKE/s400/14872170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I heard a story on the radio today about favorite songs. Is it impossible to have one? My I-roster stats say that I have listened to one song, "I Wouldn't Believe Your Radio," by the Stereophonics, far more than any other. It contains one of my favorite lyric phrases of all time&lt;em&gt;..."If I had myself a flying giraffe, you'd have one in a box with a window." That tune is in the treadmill list, but lately I have settled into some quieter music. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to get the buzz on your favorite 'love song.' Mine is "There We Are," by James Taylor. Why? It is simple and just so lovely to me. I never tire of hearing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are other 'softies' from my-pod, available for purchase as my submitted imix at the Itunes Store entitled "Clouds One through Eight": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Betcha By Golly, Wow - The Stylistics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Between You and Me-DC Talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered-Ella Fitzgerald &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Break Up to Make Up-The Stylistics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't Hide Love-Earth,Wind &amp; Fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Caroline I See You- James Taylor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cloudy-Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dirty Work-Steely Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't Let Go-En Vogue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dream a Little Dream of Me-Dean Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Easy (Extended)- The Commodores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fragile-Sting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;God Only Knows-The Beach Boys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've Grown Accustomed to Your Face-Rosemary Clooney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I Dont Want to Live Without You (Single Edit)-Foreigner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Live for Your Love-Natalie Cole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I Need to Be in Love (1991 Remix)-The Carpenters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In This Very Room-The Gibbons Family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lately-Stevie Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mass: Simple Song- Andreas Delfs, Renée Fleming &amp; Royal Philharmonic Orchestra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;On My Way to You-Barbra Streisand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Only Love Is Real-Carole King &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seasons of Love-London Gay Men's Chorus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stop, Look, Listen (To Your Heart) Marvin Gaye &amp;amp; Diana Ross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tea In the Sahara-Sting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Night Is Still Young-Billy Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Theme from "Six Feet Under" Soundtrack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Touch Me in the Morning-Diana Ross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Violin Romance No.1 in G Major, Op.40 Gil Shaham &amp;amp; Orpheus Chamber Orchestra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Willow Weep for Me-Sarah Vaughan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;photo: Reuters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-6675002582157959626?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/6675002582157959626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=6675002582157959626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/6675002582157959626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/6675002582157959626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-song.html' title='FOR A SONG'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RbBB4LYOC-I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZYjn9dPVuKE/s72-c/14872170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-553701442631375908</id><published>2007-01-11T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:40:29.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE THAN MOMMA MUNSTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RabcK7YOC5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/M9X9wbH8QpQ/s1600-h/10104344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018940915047074706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RabcK7YOC5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/M9X9wbH8QpQ/s400/10104344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvonne DeCarlo (1922-2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biography.com/search/article.do?id=9542333&amp;page=print"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my favorite quotable lines from &lt;em&gt;Seinfeld&lt;/em&gt; is from Julia Louis-Dreyfus as Elaine. As she realizes that all the waitresses in Monk's Diner have 'something in common,' she wrinkles her nose and says, "It's like a Russ Myer film in here!" Myer, nicknamed 'King Leer,' was a director of psychedelic cult films featuring amazon actresses. Myer cast Yvonne DeCarlo in some of those B features, which was flattering - at first. Having tired of those roles, DeCarlo defined her career by playing Moses’ wife Sephora, opposite Charlton Heston in The Ten Commandments. The list of stars she worked with reads like a 70's game show panel, but her prolific body of work is admirable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Her portrayal of Lily Munster in the horror-spoof sitcom The Munsters (1964-66) is what secured her as an entertainment icon and moved her work into my generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the early 1970s, she was still going strong in Stephen Sondheim Broadway musical Follies (1971). She was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;married to Hollywood stuntman, Robert Morgan, who lost his leg while filming How the West Was Won (1963). They had two sons. DeCarlo died Sunday of heart failure at 84.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-553701442631375908?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/553701442631375908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=553701442631375908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/553701442631375908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/553701442631375908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-than-momma-munster.html' title='MORE THAN MOMMA MUNSTER'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RabcK7YOC5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/M9X9wbH8QpQ/s72-c/10104344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-4494548862824870178</id><published>2007-01-08T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:41:11.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME TO SOAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RaLgANhudzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bL8Ci-tuEpg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017819229079893810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RaLgANhudzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bL8Ci-tuEpg/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The U.S. Air Force Air Demonstration Squadron Air Combat Command unit has been flying above the globe for 52 years. It's been a bit longer since the United States government first assembled a unit of power. As Nancy Pelosi puts it, "In more than 200 years of history, there was an established pecking order -and I cut in line."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2007 is off to a promising start as, for two weeks in a row, we're hearing good news about the blows to the marble ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It shouldn't be surprising that it took more than 200 years for Congress to select a female speaker of the House. The United States isn't exactly at the forefront when it comes to women in politics. Women make up a larger share of the national legislature in 79 other countries, including China, Cuba, North Korea and Vietnam, according to the Inter-Parliamentary Union, an association of national legislatures. The U.S. even trails a couple of fledgling democracies: Afghanistan and Iraq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And just out of Nellis Air Force Base in Nevada, joining the Thunderbirds in the no. 3 right wing position will be Capt. Nicole Malachowski, currently assigned to the 494th Fighter Squadron, RAF Lakenheath, United Kingdom. Captain Malachowski will turn a new page in history as the first female demonstration pilot on the jet team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-4494548862824870178?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/4494548862824870178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=4494548862824870178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/4494548862824870178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/4494548862824870178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2007/01/past-time-to-soar.html' title='TIME TO SOAR'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nAeFBuRkFV4/RaLgANhudzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bL8Ci-tuEpg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-116566244870224054</id><published>2006-12-09T05:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:48:54.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>STORYKEEPING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/1570/1600/889951/100_1297.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We won! We won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia and I took first place honors at the Chamber of Commerce Henry County Academy for Community Leadership Graduation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our project, Henry County Storykeepers- Remembering Then, Empowering Now, will become reality after being chosen for outstanding content and presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on our personal and professional experiences, the ideas and effort came easily as we developed the program. Here's an edited- for- space version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PURPOSE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provide a resource for telling and preserving individual and community stories. As the slogan suggests, this process has social, historical and personal significance while linking the past to the present and providing a positive “bridge” to tomorrow. Other important goals include: preserving not only history, but the authentic voice and vocabulary of individuals, and to establish a ‘voice’ for those groups poorly represented in our culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROJECT DESCRIPTION:&lt;/strong&gt; We (Julia and Ruth) are native to Henry County and our families have deep roots and rich history here. We each chose to return here after college and have resettled here with our families. Sensing a negative cultural shift, and knowing that economic decline has had a damaging effect on our hometown, our goal is to implement a project that will provide practical resources for sharing both personal and community history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEVEL A (three Months):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create an individual story-collecting kit for the preservation of one’s own history or to collect stories about the life of a company, organization, place or family. The kit would consist of a list of 10 basic questions to inspire the collection of thoughts, feelings and facts about the subject matter. Multiple kits could be developed which are tailored to a particular group’s needs – i.e. ‘The Life of a Local Organization’ kit. A cassette tape and journal are made available for collecting information. The kits will be distributed at a workshop at the local library as well as made available through speaking engagements to local organizations. . The search for future funding through grant application and possible local fundraising also begins at this level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEVEL B (six months):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Establish a free website and permanent story-collecting “station” at the Henry County Public Library ‘Indiana Room.’ An on-line computer will be available to record one’s history by typing it into a word-processing program or as a submission form on a website. That site would also remove any geographic barriers to story-collecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEVEL C (nine months):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchase audio and video equipment to establish a portable, user-friendly “studio” for story-collecting. An accompanying kit would include suggestions and instructions for setting up a storytelling event at a family gathering, military reunion, local club, church, athletic team reunion, company or group meeting. This could be housed at the library and made available through the regular check-out system there with guidelines for use and care of the equipment. Training sessions for the use of this would be made available through advanced workshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEVEL D (one year):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan and implement a Storytelling Fair as a community event that will include:&lt;br /&gt;· Storytelling stations with computer access, photography, and an interview set for audio and video recording. Live demonstrations of the portable studio.&lt;br /&gt;· Two or three sessions, with a small fee, instructing individuals how to write their autobiographies. Information collected on this day would become part of the library archive and could potentially become an annual Henry County event.&lt;br /&gt;· Sessions with local youth and elder partners sharing the storytelling process.&lt;br /&gt;· Paid booth space (as fundraising for the project) for local groups to set up for story-collecting for their members and constituents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Future Possibilities:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Establishing a scout badge for local troops for storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;· Implementing an adult education class for storytelling projects and techniques.&lt;br /&gt;· Funding a position for implementing the programs.&lt;br /&gt;· Local school curriculum development for storytelling&lt;br /&gt;· Practical use: documenting a site – i.e. antiques/ places – for insurance purposes&lt;br /&gt;· Use of the project as a group fundraiser&lt;br /&gt;· Working with New Castle High School’s media program to include local youth in the project. The school library system could also include a link to the website for classroom projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possible Community Collaboration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· A committee comprised of representatives from local historical societies, photographers, librarians, funeral directors, teachers, and all interested parties to help organize and create accountability for Henry County Story Keepers events and finances.&lt;br /&gt;· Local preservation and historic interest groups could be approached to support the efforts of this project as a subcommittee or project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMMUNITY SIGNIFICANCE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a story. Storytelling nurtures relationships, builds trust, and promotes unity. This establishes the environment necessary for healthy communication during good times and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-116566244870224054?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/116566244870224054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=116566244870224054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/116566244870224054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/116566244870224054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/12/keeping-stories-having-fun.html' title='STORYKEEPING'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-116338384733812943</id><published>2006-11-12T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:35:45.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROY'S WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/Cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/Cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best capture of the election outcome by our pal Roy Smith! Thanks, Roy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-116338384733812943?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/116338384733812943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=116338384733812943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/116338384733812943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/116338384733812943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/11/roys-world.html' title='ROY&apos;S WORLD'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-116199978804899364</id><published>2006-10-27T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T21:39:17.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EVERYBODY LOVED RAYMOND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/scan.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/scan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;James Raymond Dicken&lt;br /&gt;1937 - 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will not die an unlived life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I choose to inhabit my days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;to allow my living to open me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;to make me less afraid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;more accessible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To loosen my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Until it becomes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;a wing,a torch, a promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I choose to risk my significance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To live so that which came to me as seed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;goes to the next as blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and that which came to me as blossom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;goes on as fruit.  -Dawna Markova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you, Dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-116199978804899364?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/116199978804899364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=116199978804899364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/116199978804899364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/116199978804899364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/10/everybody-loved-raymond.html' title='EVERYBODY LOVED RAYMOND'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-115575912812751431</id><published>2006-08-16T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:55:58.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CASE FOR SACK LUNCHES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/scan0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/scan0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Want your tots?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;This adorable picture headlined the Courier-Times today. Check out the underwhelming response of these first-graders eating their first cafeteria lunch. I like the unspoken, "Twelve years of THIS?" Hang on, kids, pizza day's a' comin' !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-115575912812751431?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/115575912812751431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=115575912812751431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/115575912812751431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/115575912812751431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/08/case-for-sack-lunches.html' title='THE CASE FOR SACK LUNCHES'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-115418612933594505</id><published>2006-07-29T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T19:06:15.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DOING WITHOUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOK RECOMMENDATION: Not Buying It - by Judith Levine&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/0743269357.01._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_AA240_SH20_SCLZZZZZZZ_V64042711_.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/0743269357.01._BO2%2C204%2C203%2C200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow%2CTopRight%2C45%2C-64_AA240_SH20_SCLZZZZZZZ_V64042711_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you've ever contemplated scaling back your broadly-defined “Entertainment Budget,” but failed, Judith Levine allows you to witness and learn from her drastic experiment to quit the entire consumer rat race for a full year. She is an excellent and humorous writer. While allowing you personal access to the angst of buying generic cotton swabs and of how the constant wants vs. needs struggle affects her social space and self worth, she cleverly injects some stunning facts about American waste into this personal diary. You’ll love it. And, perhaps go a few weeks without “Uncrustables.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-115418612933594505?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/115418612933594505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=115418612933594505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/115418612933594505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/115418612933594505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/07/doing-without.html' title='DOING WITHOUT'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-115005850784747142</id><published>2006-06-11T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:36:15.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>STAR BRIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/IN280.5400505-1-fpm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/IN280.5400505-1-fpm.jpg" width="95" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We're adopting a dog! After much planning, conversations and visits to Petfinder.com, we've found a pooch! &lt;strong&gt;Star&lt;/strong&gt; will join us next Friday, June 16, 2006. After a lifetime of rolling my eyes at freaky 'pet-people,' I have already been on two trips for supplies, including a Woolrich bed and gourmet treats from JB Paws in Pendleton. She will eat her hypo-allergenic food on stainless, diner-style bowls atop a bone-shaped rug while wearing her pink plaid collar. She deserves it. She was found last October in Anderson running scared with her heart full of worms and ribs showing. Now, thanks to Kim Kase at Countryside Animal Rescue, she's healthy, calm, regal, beautiful, shockingly obedient for an ex-stray and ...ours. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-115005850784747142?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/115005850784747142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=115005850784747142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/115005850784747142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/115005850784747142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-star-in-coffey-firmament.html' title='STAR BRIGHT'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-114424057500059453</id><published>2006-04-05T08:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:50:04.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/resize.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A road trip last Saturday with my friend Karen to Union City, Indiana, turned up a treasure (or two.) Ghyslain Chocolat des beaux arts offers an unlikely oasis of good taste and, well, great tasting chocolate. Hand-painted easter bunnies, truffles and spun sugar confections produced absolute euphoria that left me shaking my head sadly at, but not refusing, all common chocolate thereafter. The gourmet shop, which offers factory tours, private lessons and a $5 lunch special is a must-indulge. We enjoyed a deliciously fresh rosemary chicken salad croissant. Not just a croissant, but one made that day by a French-Canadian Chef. Wow! SO...WHY is this guy in Union City? Discover his story and some great holiday shopping at: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ghyslain.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.ghyslain.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; And Happy, Happy Easter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-114424057500059453?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/114424057500059453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=114424057500059453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114424057500059453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114424057500059453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/04/best-european-chocolate-in-indiana.html' title='SWEET!'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-114317315260266704</id><published>2006-03-23T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T17:55:56.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CROCK CLOTHING CAPTAIN CROAKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/lacoste-krokodil-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/lacoste-krokodil-man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bernard Lacoste, who spent more than 40 years at the helm of the Lacoste clothing empire best known for its crocodile-embossed polo shirts, has died, the company said Wednesday. He was 74.&lt;br /&gt;The famous crocodile insignia comes from the father, whose nickname was "Le Crocodile." The nickname apparently originated when Rene Lacoste admired a crocodile suitcase in a store window, and his Davis Cup captain promised to buy it for him if he won an important upcoming match. He never got the bag, but U.S. sports writers took up the name because it described his style on the court.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-114317315260266704?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/114317315260266704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=114317315260266704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114317315260266704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114317315260266704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/03/crock-clothing-captain-croaks.html' title='CROCK CLOTHING CAPTAIN CROAKS'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-114230708159695917</id><published>2006-03-13T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:38:31.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>APPRECIATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/zloft2_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I've always had an interest in New Castle history. You can look down Broad Street and see how many old buildings are sitting there empty. I just love to hear the 'I remember when ...' stories." – David Nantz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third floor of the old Colonial Building in the 200 block of South 14th Street in New Castle houses not only an ambitious couple, but a great deal of hope for the future of New Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Nantz, 24, is a local portrait photographer. Before he fell for his wife, Lisa, he was smitten over a rotting commercial building. One week after he turned 21, he bought it for $80,000. He and some friends did the demolition and clean-up work, then brought in a contractor to do the framing and continued to sub-contract other work for the next 18 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave's photography studio is on the first floor of the building, the site of what was one of the first grocery stores in New Castle. The second-floor landing, which has been refinished to look like the original business offices, remains. The original light fixtures and local historic photos grace the hallway. Vintage-looking door decals mark the previous site of WCTW, where my Dad says he used to run up to volunteer to answer the phone on ball game nights as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then to the third floor. . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently had a chance to tour the Nantz home. IT IS STUNNING! It is also an inspiration to this sometimes-reluctant local nester. “If you don’t know the history of where you are, you can’t enjoy and appreciate it,” David tells me. He’s as proud of his town as he is his new home and is a member of local committees and organizations to be a part of improving it. "We spend a lot of time here," Dave said. "Most visitors' first reaction is they can't believe they're in New Castle." As for Lisa, she has made the transition from Indy to NC. "Now I wouldn't trade this for a house," she said, resting against her long kitchen counter. "I love it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look out one of 27 huge windows and down into a window in an adjacent downtown building, I do a doubletake and then my heart smiles as I realize there is new life there. A too- bright, shadeless light bulb wings slightly, revealing a bright, fresh coat of paint. I learn that an old school chum has returned to town and purchased the building. "It's going to be apartments!" David chimes, then smiles as he lifts his wine glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to New Castle. Here's to making it better by taking steps to appreciate it's past, then making a future where we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-114230708159695917?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/114230708159695917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=114230708159695917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114230708159695917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114230708159695917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/03/blooming-where-planted-and-thriving.html' title='APPRECIATION'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-114066305010506393</id><published>2006-02-22T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:51:58.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O'BANNON DIRECTS 'PEACE HOUSE'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/100_0887.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/100_0887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/j%20ob.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Understanding always comes before problem-solving. This is the key to true community. Service becomes an expression of purpose." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Judy O'Bannon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy O’Bannon has spent much of her life supporting and promoting efforts to strengthen Indiana communities. She's still on the road sharing with Hoosier friends and made a stop in Hagerstown, Indiana on Wednesday night where, having been inspired by numerous speeches she has given, I was finally able to meet her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the chair of the 25-member Indiana 2016 Task Force, she encourages Hoosiers to set the state’s 200 th birthday in 2016 as a target for long-term goals and to become more involved in their communities in the years leading up to the bicentennial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, as host of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wfyi.org/communities.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;WFYI-produced television series Communities Building Community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, Judy helps bring attention to the many ways Hoosiers throughout the state are strengthening their communities. The show began airing statewide on PBS stations in spring 2003, and a second season is currently in production to be premiered in Summer 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In early 2004, Judy accepted a position as director of external affairs for Peace House, a collaborative effort between Earlham, Goshen, and Manchester colleges. Peace House, part of the larger Plowshares collaborative, will house students in Indianapolis for a semester of their college experience. Here they will study peace and justice by combining academics and an internship—with a group experience of living in and exploring the diverse city of Indianapolis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-114066305010506393?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114066305010506393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114066305010506393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/02/obannon-still-inspires-directs-indys.html' title='O&apos;BANNON DIRECTS &apos;PEACE HOUSE&apos;'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-114006029559629489</id><published>2006-02-15T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:32:12.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I D'ONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/loci1640.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/loci1640.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vincent D'Onofrio&lt;/strong&gt; never looks quite the same. Is he the chubby Pvt. Pyle of Full Metal Jacket? The dead ringer for Orson Welles of Ed Wood? Bill Newman in JFK and again in Malcom X? A Stanislavic Poster Boy, D'Onofrio loses himself in his roles. He gained a world record 70 pounds for his role in Full Metal Jacket (1987). One of the founders of the River Run Film Festival along with his sister, Elizabeth D'Onofrio, and their father, Gene, he balances bona fide hunkiness with a serious manner. He's my favorite L&amp;amp;O character. Who's yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-114006029559629489?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/114006029559629489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=114006029559629489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114006029559629489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114006029559629489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-go-shavin.html' title='I D&apos;ONO'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-114000526996558570</id><published>2006-02-15T06:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:51:50.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HYPE OF THE HALFPIPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/burton_snowboards_wt.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/burton_snowboards_wt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Salad Air&lt;/strong&gt;- The rear hand reaches between the legs and grabs the heel edge between the bindings while the front leg is boned. Also, the wrist is rotated inward to complete the grab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That's a definition for a snowboard move featured in the 2006 Torino games. Snowboarding is HUGE. . . and I'm sure there's a better term for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, two very young athletes have stunned the wide world of sports with their california-speak and earthy-but-endearing personalities, not to mention near perfection in their sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7606214036628350438"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hannah Teter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbcolympics.com/athletes/5058606/detail.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shaun White &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;are "stoked" about recent gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I can't help but love the refreshing personalities these children of Deadheads bring to live television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider, for example, Shaun's recent interview tale of a hiking expedition with his father, Roger, on Oregon's Mount Hood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We got up there and had all this food, so I started feeding the squirrels, then birds came, and before I knew it, it was sketchy. I had, like, four squirrels in my lap and this bird that kept trying to land on me because I had all this food with me. I was freaking out. I didn't want to move because I thought they'd bite me. Then I'd have to get rabies shots. They're dangerous. My dad was all, 'Dude, you're on your own. You're screwed.' I was like, 'Thanks, dude.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on why he wants to compete in the Olympics: "I'm gonna get so many babes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-114000526996558570?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/114000526996558570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=114000526996558570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114000526996558570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/114000526996558570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/02/hype-of-halfpipe_15.html' title='HYPE OF THE HALFPIPE'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113935253702128110</id><published>2006-02-07T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:09:27.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTY ON PICKWICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/dickens.0.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/dickens.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; Author &lt;strong&gt;Charles John Huffam Dickens (early alias: Boz)&lt;/strong&gt; was born this day in 1812 in Portsmouth England. In the nineteenth century everyone, from Queen Victoria to street sweepers, either read Dickens or had Dickens read to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't ever really sampled anything beyond the Christmas Carol?&lt;br /&gt;Get a quick Dickens dose with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fidnet.com/~dap1955/dickens/the_new_year.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;The New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; - Dickens describes a party on New Year's Eve 1835. Published in Bell's Life in London as Scenes and Characters No 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fidnet.com/~dap1955/dickens/omnibus.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Omnibuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; - Dickens' hilarious account of riding in a London omnibus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fidnet.com/~dap1955/dickens/seven_dials.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Seven Dials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; - Sketch describing this notorious London slum, so named for the seven streets that come together there. Dickens observes the residents there living in squalor and filth. He's was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; good at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;"We once travelled four hundred miles, inside a stage-coach, with a stout man, who had a glass of rum-and-water, warm, handed in at the window at every place where we changed horses. This was decidedly unpleasant. We have also travelled occasionally, with a small boy of a pale aspect, with light hair, and no perceptible neck."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113935253702128110?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113935253702128110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113935253702128110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113935253702128110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113935253702128110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/02/party-on-pickwick.html' title='PARTY ON PICKWICK'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113908517757169859</id><published>2006-02-04T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:52:41.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BONO AT BREAKFAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/bono-large.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/bono-large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Photo: Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Entire speech on C-SPAN. Catch it. Very Impressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bono, keynote speaker for the 54th National Prayer Breakfast at the Hilton Washington Hotel on February 2, urged American leaders to follow through with promises to aid the world's sick and impoverished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lauded the audience of national and foreign government, military, and religious leaders for their efforts to fight AIDS and grant debt relief for Africa. But Bono also prodded them make harder sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"After 9/11, we were told America would have no time for the world's poor. We were told that America would be taken up with its own problems of safety. … But America has not drawn the blinds and double-locked the doors." Bono said. "You have doubled aid to Africa. You have tripled funding for global health. And Mr. President, your emergency plan for AIDS relief and support of the Global Fund, has put 700,000 people onto life-saving antiretroviral drugs and provided 8 million bed nets to protect children from malaria. … But here's the bad news. There is so much more to do. There is a gigantic chasm between the scale of the emergency and the scale of the response."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Event planners had tried to keep the U2 frontman's appearance a carefully guarded secret. Co-founder of the Washington-based humanitarian organization, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.data.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;DATA (Debt. AIDS. Trade. Africa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. He has been recruiting churches and American politicians in the battle against the AIDS pandemic. He said treatable diseases cost Africa 150,000 lives every month—a "completely avoidable catastrophe." He also chastised those who champion free markets while preventing the poorest of the poor from selling their products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"While the law is what we say it is, God is not silent on the subject," Bono said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are the laws of the land, and then there is a higher standard. We can hire experts to write them so they benefit us, so that they say it's okay to protect our agriculture, but it's not okay for African farmer to protect their agriculture to earn a living. As the laws of man are written, that's what they say. But God will not accept that." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;He also called again for the U.S. government to increase its foreign aid contribution by 1 percent of the federal budget. Bono said, "It sounds to me that in this town of deals and compromises, 1 percent is the best bargain around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This article first appeared 2/3/06 Christianity Today. Used by permission of Christianity Today International, Carol Stream, IL 60188.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113908517757169859?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113908517757169859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113908517757169859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113908517757169859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113908517757169859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/02/bono-lauds-and-prods-at-prayer.html' title='BONO AT BREAKFAST'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113831609224123259</id><published>2006-01-26T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:52:29.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN ON WHEELS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/bookmobile_1953(lg)3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/bookmobile_1953%28lg%293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While festivities begin for the grand re-opening of the gorgeous New Castle-Henry County Public Library, there's a related triumph to celebrate. An upcoming reunion of bookmobile staff will be a harvest of fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experiences with the NCHCPL Bookmobile are "recent history" as I worked there just a couple of years ago. I worked with Terry &amp;amp; Marcia in, "The Love Shack," a tiny commercial building on Indiana Avenue which housed the bookmobile's burgeoning off-road collection and various small, semi-domesticated animals. As the new main library structure was being built on the same block, we dutifully kept the bookmobile rolling, resting off-site in a local grain garage several miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Physical discomfort aside, I miss my bookmobile days for many reasons. There is a serious and real need to keep literature on-the-move and accessible. I absolutely loved being a part of that. The face-to-face contact with patrons in remote locations is rewarding to both parties. There's something about being 'out,' meeting folks literally where they are, that becomes a passionate quest as you rumble from stop to stop, viewing the physical beauty of Henry County. The pulse of the community beats a little quicker when it can receive a free, personal service like the bookmobile. A positive memory and a love of literature is created in children. They get the thrill of escaping the normal school day to climb aboard a fun-filled library on wheels with creative themes and an "A-List" of the very best books, chosen with care. That same caring staff knows your kids, your struggles, your vacation spots and your hopes for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope for the future of the NCHCPL Bookmobile is that it keeps rolling into the lives of an ever-curious and ever-growing population in a place that will always need literature and will always crave connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on a beautiful, new, much-deserved bookmobile home. Enjoy it everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113831609224123259?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113831609224123259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113831609224123259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113831609224123259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113831609224123259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/01/fun-on-wheels.html' title='FUN ON WHEELS'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113742312566595414</id><published>2006-01-16T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T09:52:06.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AND THE WINNER IS . . .</title><content type='html'>Karen Crawford of New Castle, Indiana offered the correct answer to the trivia question below. Yes! It's &lt;strong&gt;Morgan Freeman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wins a year's supply of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/jpop.gif" border="0" /&gt;Congratulations, Karen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113742312566595414?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113742312566595414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113742312566595414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113742312566595414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113742312566595414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-winner-is.html' title='AND THE WINNER IS . . .'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113738318816279790</id><published>2006-01-15T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:54:10.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CTW LAUNCHED GREAT CAREER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/9893.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/easyreader.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/easyreader.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a man who has not only 'played God,' but also got paid handsomely for it. He's one of my favorite actors of all time. I have loved him since I first saw his work on The Electric Company. Can you name the man who played the Easy Reader and Mel Mounds the D.J.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113738318816279790?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113738318816279790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113738318816279790&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113738318816279790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113738318816279790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/01/childrens-television-workshop-launched.html' title='CTW LAUNCHED GREAT CAREER'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113704107444280294</id><published>2006-01-11T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T08:47:46.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EVEN NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/1600/barry%20one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/320/barry%20one.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say anything at all? You either love him or you don't. I&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;have been a huge fan since the beginning when Mandy hit the airwaves. If you were to play one of his songs I can literally tell you how old I was, what grade in school I was in, what was happening in my life, etc. Some things from our youth cause us to shudder and ask "what was I thinking?". This, however, is not one of those times. I continue to be a faithful fan. Besides, he is music and he writes the songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113704107444280294?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113704107444280294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113704107444280294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113704107444280294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113704107444280294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/01/even-now.html' title='EVEN NOW'/><author><name>txdickenfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724607938194135157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113703848941313099</id><published>2006-01-11T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T23:04:52.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE'S A STORY. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/1600/250px-Brady_Bunch_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/320/250px-Brady_Bunch_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the late sixties/early seventies three things come to mind: The Brady Bunch, The Partridge Family, and Gilligan's Island. Does this embarrass me? Afraid not!! Thanks to stations like TV Land these shows are easily accessible almost on a daily basis. But for those of us whose are blessed enough to have them on DVD, we can watch them anytime day or night. (My collection was made complete this Christmastime with the gift of Gilligan's Island.) Even though these shows aren't works of art, they take me back to a simpler time in my life. I think of the house in Sunnyside that I grew up in, having tea parties with my mom, cooling off in the summertime in front of a fan (no air-conditioner!), actually getting along with my siblings, and anxiously awaiting next week's episodes of my favorite shows. To quote a show's theme song from that era (one that I'm not particularly fond of) "those were the days!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113703848941313099?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113703848941313099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113703848941313099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113703848941313099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113703848941313099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/01/heres-story.html' title='HERE&apos;S A STORY. . .'/><author><name>txdickenfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724607938194135157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113675328668669549</id><published>2006-01-08T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T15:58:37.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HIP TO BE SQUARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/max1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/max1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Long before I began making mental notes on turning 40, I made some nods to nosalgia. In 2005 I purchased CDs by Queen and Duran Duran. I received a Doris Day CD as a gift and 'woo-hooed!' about it. I began to organize and frame photos. I even once shouted, "DON'T THROW THAT AWAY!" This is a surpise, given my history of eye-rolling disgust of things sentimental and 'so yesterday.' &lt;p&gt;Besides finding myself prefering day-time activity, loving a routine and not knowing it is payday, I have caught myself in fits of joy when being reminded of forgotten simple pleasures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are reading this, there is a chance you get a synaptic charge and subsequent grin when you read:     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Donkey Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's just an example of phenomena from past decades of my life that are noticible &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; in retrospect. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some facts. In 1982, 40 people died of a mysterious disease called AIDS. Test-tube babies were called a 'scare.' Nutrasweet was something new. So was a VCR, which sold for $888.00 suggested retail. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has happened. I am noticing history that I have lived. And it is fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so I introduce and invite you to a new "What's New (Castle)" feature for what's now old to you. Feel free to post something from the 70's, 80's or 90's that will make us all blush with shameful recognition. Remember, NO PARKIN' ON THE DANCEFLOOR!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113675328668669549?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113675328668669549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113675328668669549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113675328668669549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113675328668669549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2006/01/hip-to-be-square.html' title='HIP TO BE SQUARE'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113520434096389292</id><published>2005-12-21T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:40:43.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FREECYCLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/logo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/logo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Freecycle Network was started in 2003 in Tucson, Arizona because junk was literally starting to overflow their landfills. Today, the international network provides individuals and non-profits an electronic forum to "recycle" unwanted items. One person's trash can truly be another's treasure! Want something for free? Want to give something away? Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freecycle.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.freecycle.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. New Castle is in the network.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113520434096389292?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113520434096389292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113520434096389292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113520434096389292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113520434096389292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/12/free-lunch-if-one-is-posted.html' title='FREECYCLE'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113470189621338495</id><published>2005-12-15T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:53:28.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MOST WONDERFUL TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/fredwemb1024768.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/fredwemb1024768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Christmas is just over a week away. This is the first night this week that I have not attended a 'holiday function.' Feeling dragged down by festivity? Here's a possible remedy: a grape and blueberry smoothie followed by the Colbert Report and a hot Epsom Salt bath. Then drink 64 oz. of water and hit the pillow at 8:30p.m. ...DOH! It's already 9:36! Anyway, I exhale and proclaim that I'm psyched for a great Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we get tired and forget what Christmas is. We argue over retail marketing stategies in defense of our religion. (Wow. Is our faith so weak that this is all it takes to threaten it?) We curl into ourselves and choose fear over growth and learning. We throw strange, facsimile comforts at our problems and curse what we don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you remember in the next two weeks, and, for the love of Pete, the other 300+ days in the future...that this entire season of glittering chaos is the modern-day seeker's star. There's so much evidence here in this celestially darkest part of the year to lead to a new discovery of truth. Be Courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wanting? What is your big question this year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We want connection. We want love. We want life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlikely as it seems, there was once a baby born in chaos, cold and animal stink who is still the all-purpose filling for our half empty glasses. So keep looking. And get ready to find that crazy little thing called love. It's Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113470189621338495?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113470189621338495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113470189621338495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113470189621338495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113470189621338495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-christmas-and-im-feelin-it.html' title='MOST WONDERFUL TIME'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113434358859300882</id><published>2005-12-11T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:54:51.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE IN THE AIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/100_0835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/100_0835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wes and Caylie were married at Spiceland Friends Meeting yesterday. The wedding was lovely and reverential. The reception was classy and elegant, but comfortable with a sense of celebration...just like the bride and groom! Congratulations and lifelong love to you both!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113434358859300882?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113434358859300882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113434358859300882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113434358859300882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113434358859300882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-in-air.html' title='LOVE IN THE AIR'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113346521691817249</id><published>2005-12-01T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:55:16.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HE'S ON IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/Tom.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/Tom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;His original hips and knees are long gone. His voice, however, is undeniably the same rich and measured siren that has filled the Indianapolis Motor Speedway for over 60 years. At 84, &lt;strong&gt;Tom Carnegie&lt;/strong&gt; is a constant in the ever-changing IRL.&lt;br /&gt;He is also the founder of the organization I work for, the Indiana Basketball Hall of Fame. He was among a few fellows in the Indianapolis Lion’s Club in the 1960's who thought a place of commemoration for Hoosier Hoops would be a fine idea. And so a small museum was pulled together in downtown Indianapolis. Now, in its 15th year in New Castle, Tom needs a walker to visit it. There’s no ‘slowing down on the backstretch’ for this guy, however. He’s an active board member and supporter here, still camps out at the track for all of May, and always takes time to say hi and to see ‘how you’re doing.’ He is generous with a laugh. He still hosts the Hall of Fame Induction banquet and thrills the 1000+ audiences with clever, always complimentary, toasts of the honorees and guests. We love Tom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113346521691817249?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113346521691817249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113346521691817249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113346521691817249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113346521691817249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/12/hes-on-it.html' title='HE&apos;S ON IT!'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113262038513689146</id><published>2005-11-21T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:02:15.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PURE GENIUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/2005-11-17T19_35_50-08_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/2005-11-17T19_35_50-08_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After lo, these many years of Luddite avoidance of the airwaves, Terry is back at it again--sort of--with a couple of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry, along with friends/co-workers Alan (Webmaster at Draper and for Reel Pie) and Roy (Short n' Snappy artist), is now a Podcaster! Yes, these three friends, calling themselves the Bionic Geniuses, host a weekly Podcast called the Bionic Genius Roundtable. They talk about movies, books, TV, music, comics, comedy ... anything, really. As long as they can in some way make fun of it (or of themselves), anything goes! The show probably won't all that entertaining to anyone who wouldn't remember who Gordon Lightfoot is, or Johnny Quest, or Otter, although such features as "Will it Whistle" and some occasional original comedy sketches are sure to entertain young and old alike. Each episode (except for No. 1) is 25-30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BGs "tape" their Podcast Wednesdays during their lunch hour, then it gets posted as soon as Alan can get it done. By the way, all the musical themes for the show are composed by Alan, the graphics that will soon adorn our Web site are by Roy, and ... well, I guess Terry is pretty much dead weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, hop over to the podcasting site, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bionicgenius.podomatic.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://bionicgenius.podomatic.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; and check it out. Apologies for the miking on teh first couple of episodes ... forgot the mic stands! Our Web site is also up, although still in progress. It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bionicgenius.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;www.bionicgenius.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya in the funny papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113262038513689146?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113262038513689146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113262038513689146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113262038513689146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113262038513689146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/11/terry-hits-air-again-sort-of.html' title='PURE GENIUS'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113244319296331553</id><published>2005-11-19T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:55:56.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NO BLUE CHRISTMAS FOR BALLET STARLET</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" height="265" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/320/2003_0101%28007%29.jpg" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tomball.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomball, TX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; population 9700 (excluding the untold thousands in the surrounding Houston bedroom sprawl), presented their annual Holiday Parade on 19-Nov. The so named "Two Miles of Smiles" takes place along that length of Main Street and is a traditional kick-off of the Christmas season. Amongst the 150 units was...wait for it...The Ballet Conservatory float including Miss Emily (1st row, 2nd from the left). There were bands, community groups, churches, middle-aged guys in little go-karts, and in predictable lonsestar fashion, thoroughbred horses and thoroughbred beauty queens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/1600/2003_0101(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/320/2003_0101%28004%29.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One highlight, our little darling aside, was the king of rock and roll himself, Elvis...alive and well in East Texas... now a clogger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113244319296331553?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113244319296331553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113244319296331553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113244319296331553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113244319296331553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-blue-christmas-for-ballet-starlet.html' title='NO BLUE CHRISTMAS FOR BALLET STARLET'/><author><name>txdickenfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724607938194135157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113164643306931983</id><published>2005-11-10T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:56:30.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ASLEEP AT THE MOUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/yourarespecial.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/yourarespecial.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/embarrassment_01.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO UNCLE STEVE DICKEN . . .&lt;br /&gt;LAST SUNDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Boy are our faces red! And NOT with red cake icing! We totally spaced Uncle Steve's birthday on Sunday. He was right there teaching Sunday School to us and we failed to even &lt;em&gt;mention &lt;/em&gt;the anniversary of his own birth, an important day to all of us! Please forgive us this trespass. You ROCK! Belated greetings and forever love to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113164643306931983?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113164643306931983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113164643306931983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113164643306931983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113164643306931983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/11/asleep-at-mouse.html' title='ASLEEP AT THE MOUSE'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113145937204126344</id><published>2005-11-08T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:57:09.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TIES THAT BIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/Apron%207.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/Apron%207.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of us can get a vivid mental picture of childhood through the sense-memory of the women in our lives; their scent, their laugh, their song or their food offerings. That picture is not complete without the memory of the aprons they wore.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's apron was a ceremonial signal to me that all else was set aside as it was time to prepare a great meal.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Catherine's bright white work apron had a lovely, familiar whiff of citrus and the sweet, subtle smell of fresh ground meat as she lovingly pressed your face into her after returning from work at Wilson's Market.&lt;br /&gt;Aprons were both functional and decorative and were used for everything from carrying things to wiping your dirty face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember receiving my first, perhaps only, apron. Tailored to my own small waist at 7 years old, I remember it as a first impression of having responsibilty to other people. It was 'personalized' with a favorite lavendar gingham with matching rick-rack trim. It had pockets customized to my god-given gifts with places for six crayon colors and wider pockets for scissors, paper, doll-bottles, garden tools and spoons! The possibilities were endless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I recall that apron, I am challenged to examine the expectations God and community have of me. Am I called? Am I equipped? What joy awaits from service and industry in my own corner of the world? A still, small voice whispers that it's time to 'suit up' to the task under my nose and not in an unknown, someday metropolis. The ties that bind us to God and tradition are not to be seen as restrictive, but long, flowing links to comfort and, perhaps, to the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113145937204126344?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113145937204126344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113145937204126344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113145937204126344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113145937204126344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/11/ties-that-bind.html' title='THE TIES THAT BIND'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113139588796522732</id><published>2005-11-07T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:38:07.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU'RE A WONDER, WONDER WOMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/1600/wwtm.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/320/wwtm.gif" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, fun, endless energy, self sacrificing, perfect hostess, teacher. &lt;em&gt;See also Martha Stewart, Rachel Ray.&lt;/em&gt; This is the dictionary entry you'll find if you look up our wonder woman, Lori Ann.  Overcoming disease, semi-domesticated animals and natural disasters with no complaining. She could fight crime and fly an invisible plane...if she wanted to. Don't ya' just love her! We do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113139588796522732?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113139588796522732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113139588796522732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113139588796522732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113139588796522732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/11/youre-wonder-wonder-woman.html' title='YOU&apos;RE A WONDER, WONDER WOMAN'/><author><name>txdickenfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724607938194135157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113132867872315497</id><published>2005-11-06T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T20:57:58.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE BLOG-BLOCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113132867872315497?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113132867872315497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113132867872315497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113132867872315497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113132867872315497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-blog-block.html' title='I HAVE BLOG-BLOCK'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113071909611957239</id><published>2005-10-30T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T19:46:31.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>COLBERT IS CABLE'S 'MUST SEE T.V.'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/sweeties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/sweeties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/shows/the_colbert_report/index.jhtml"&gt;Stephen Colbert&lt;/a&gt;, who, after serving as fake-news correspondent on The Daily Show, has his own show, a parody of "personality journalism" chat shows a la The O'Reilly Factor. On one hand, Colbert can't lose: He's benefiting from basic cable's best time slot, with a built-in audience. On the other hand, the bar has been raised for Colbert. The Daily Show is at peak, coming off a great year in which it became an indispensable part of the political conversation during the 2004 campaign, spawned a best seller (America: The Book) and won two Emmys. Daily Show fans know that Stewart is the guy scanning the headlines and pausing to ask, “What's really going on?" The whole joke of Colbert's persona is that he deliberately avoids that completely. He’s proudly ignorant and obtuse - qualities which make him perfectly suited for parodying the new breed of cable anchors. I especially enjoy his guest interview spot when he jumps up, runs triumphantly across the set to his guest and takes a bow to the audience while the likes of Lou Dobbs sits in a dark corner of the set waiting for the interview. Thumbs up for an out-loud laugh every night after dinner! The Colbert Report: Comedy Central at 7:30 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113071909611957239?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113071909611957239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113071909611957239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113071909611957239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113071909611957239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/10/colbert-is-cables-must-see-tv.html' title='COLBERT IS CABLE&apos;S &apos;MUST SEE T.V.&apos;'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113071745589749710</id><published>2005-10-30T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T19:10:55.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BILL RETURNS FROM TRIP ACROSS POND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/Rolls-Royce_Phantom800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/Rolls-Royce_Phantom800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back, William! Bill has returned safely from a week in Derby (DAR'-bee), England on business for Rolls Royce-North America. Boy are his arms tired...and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; all tired of hearing that he &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doesn't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; like to go! Silly Chap! Love 'ya, you haggis-havin' bloke!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113071745589749710?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113071745589749710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113071745589749710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113071745589749710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113071745589749710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/10/bill-returns-from-trip-across-pond.html' title='BILL RETURNS FROM TRIP ACROSS POND'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-113045304586837045</id><published>2005-10-27T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:59:37.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IS 'CAPTAIN CRUNCH' A GRAIN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/Home_image.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/Home_image.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although the government food pyramids seem to have become a generic health cliche', I am happy to report that the &lt;strong&gt;Online Dietary Assessment and Physical Activity Assessment&lt;/strong&gt; are fun new tools that bring USDA guidelines to practical life. A day-to-day evaluation of what you eat and how much you move, this is one of the first diet tools that I have used that help you to see your food intake “big picture.” (some bigger than others…har—har!) It is very detailed, personalized, and its FREE. Check it out at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mypyramidtracker.gov"&gt;www.mypyramidtracker.gov&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-113045304586837045?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/113045304586837045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=113045304586837045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113045304586837045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/113045304586837045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/10/is-captain-crunch-grain.html' title='IS &apos;CAPTAIN CRUNCH&apos; A GRAIN?'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112974121508473767</id><published>2005-10-19T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:46:00.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOUND DOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/1600/2004_0329(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/320/2004_0329%28002%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the dog Elvis' song was referring to, but a well-loved member of the Dicken family. Molly's favorite activities include sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, and barking at the neighbors. She also enjoys visiting family in Indiana where she not only gets to relax with Pap in the recliner, but she also can eat whatever food she finds when no one is looking. (She LOVES Jack's donuts!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112974121508473767?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112974121508473767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112974121508473767&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112974121508473767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112974121508473767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/10/hound-dog.html' title='HOUND DOG'/><author><name>txdickenfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724607938194135157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112942357327951540</id><published>2005-10-15T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:00:06.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BONNIE LIES OVER THE OCEAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/1600/2004_0325(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/320/2004_0325%28006%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The new to Texas Dicken family made the best of Autumn in the South by taking a Saturday road trip. The hour and a half long drive started off with a visit to relation on Lori's side of the family in Friendswood.  Following the two-hour visit and stop for lunch they headed to what has become Lori and Emily's favorite destination so far in Texas--the beach. The day couldn't have been more perfect on Galveston Island with clear blue skies and highs in the lower 80's. Although this is not the October weather they are accustomed to for a short while colorful leaves, apple orchards, and cool temps didn't even cross their minds as they enjoyed the beautiful afternoon frolicking on the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112942357327951540?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112942357327951540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112942357327951540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112942357327951540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112942357327951540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-bonnie-lies-over-ocean.html' title='MY BONNIE LIES OVER THE OCEAN'/><author><name>txdickenfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724607938194135157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112904234241929085</id><published>2005-10-11T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T10:52:22.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOUIS NYE THE DRYSDALE GUY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/louisnye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/louisnye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As filed by Blog Field Reporter, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karen Crawford:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veteran comic actor Louis Nye has died at age 92. Last week, Nipsy Russell. Which comic legend will we lose next? Sad. Very sad. Loved Sonny Drysdale. They were always trying to hook him up with Ellie Mae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112904234241929085?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112904234241929085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112904234241929085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112904234241929085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112904234241929085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/10/louis-nye-drysdale-guy.html' title='LOUIS NYE THE DRYSDALE GUY'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112881667302263795</id><published>2005-10-08T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T21:16:45.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A HOOSIER FAMILY'S FIRST FALL IN THE LONESTAR STATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/1600/2004_0318(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/320/2004_0318%28007%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not unlike the Autumn fun enjoyed in their Hoosier past, a pumpkin patch was discovered in east Texas by the Dicken family. 8 yr old Emily holds a pumpkin selected at the Old Time Christmas Tree Farm just north of Houston. While a white Christmas is as rare as, well, snow in Texas, bountiful Christmas Tree farms abound in this region. The bales of hay, gourds, Indian corn, pumpkins and even a corn maze were all in place. However, almost everything except the countless rows of live, growing Christmas trees was imported from points beyond just for the fall weekend festivals. Not quite the same as Dougherty's and countless other orchards in central Indiana where the Dickens originated. Those pumpkin patches around New Castle that they frequented in years past had pumpkins just cut from their nearby vines, gourds and fresh grown apples which seem to be as scarce around Houston as, well, apple orchards in Texas. Although pale in comparison, the experience delivered a fine, fall atmosphere enjoyed thoroughly by local familys, many who are imports from the Midwest and other points north. A veritable cold snap for early October, the temperatures are climbing only into the mid to upper 70s. A welcomed reprieve from the months of brutal heat, the cool air contributed to the Fall spirit and generated a jubilant feeling throughout the region; akin to Spring fever sparked by the first thaw in the snow belt. Although in 2004 there was 2 inches of snow on Christmas eve at Galveston Island, 50 miles to their south, this imported family will likely enjoy highs no lower than 50 degrees at the peak of mid-winter and warmer yet during the holidays. They do have plans to seek out the snow, "wintry mix" or maybe just miserable cold rain when they visit Indiana for a few days over Christmas. There's no place like home for the holidays. Vintage Dicken sarcasm aside, they will indeed miss the snow just like they miss the changing colors and snap of fall cool. Far above the nostalgia and pinings for the crisp fall temperatures in Central Indiana, they will most miss the blessed warmth from family that even the mild climate of the Texas coastal plains could never replace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112881667302263795?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112881667302263795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112881667302263795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112881667302263795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112881667302263795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/10/hoosier-familys-first-fall-in-lonestar.html' title='A HOOSIER FAMILY&apos;S FIRST FALL IN THE LONESTAR STATE'/><author><name>txdickenfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724607938194135157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112861851437766188</id><published>2005-10-06T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:11:49.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD NEWS FOR 'GOOD EATS'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/chef0126_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/chef0126_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bringing the funny is taking more money these days. The Food Network is in the process of taking all of their programs to HI-DEFINITION format. My favorite program on the network, of all-time actually, is Alton Brown's, 'Good Eats.' You'll learn (and retain) more practical knowledge from this program than from any other on the tube. Period. A gentleman and a scholar, Alton Brown has this to say about the new technology as posted on HIS blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"Although our look may have gotten expensive, I assure you our props, sets, costumes, actors, and general mentality are still budget basement. Good Eats is still held together by dental floss, duct tape, peanut butter and brine. We still don’t spend as much per episode as American Idol spends on Paula Abdul’s hair. And unlike much of what goes out on those 315 or so channels that pass for television, Good Eats is hand made…no committees, no corporate spank, and no stinkin’ focus groups. We’re still all about the food, and puppets…and the occasional bad movie rip-off, and food…and strange camera angles, and bad shirts, and food. Why just today, I got run over by a giant meatball. And you know what? In hi-def, it looks really scary." - A.B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Want to be blinded with even more food science? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.altonbrown.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go see Alton!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112861851437766188?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112861851437766188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112861851437766188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112861851437766188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112861851437766188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-news-for-good-eats.html' title='GOOD NEWS FOR &apos;GOOD EATS&apos;'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112852574811183100</id><published>2005-10-05T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T11:30:26.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WESTWOOD PARK LAUNCHES SITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/westwood3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/westwood3d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When you're not surfing the web, why not walk into one? &lt;em&gt;Ptwp! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://visitwestwood.com/"&gt;Westwood park&lt;/a&gt; is a great place to spend these clear, blue-sky days of autumn in Henry County. Numerous species of trees native to Indiana may be found in the park on the &lt;em&gt;easy &lt;/em&gt;hiking trails. The lake is great just to stare at if feeling contemplative....Duuude......And who knows, park volunteer, Bill Wilt might welcome you with his familiar grin and jovial, barreled voice! The water is great and the new webpage offers regular features to keep you visiting; fishing reports and a photo of the week. Sorry, Wally Gator, NO MOTOR BOATS. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112852574811183100?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112852574811183100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112852574811183100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112852574811183100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112852574811183100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/10/westwood-park-launches-site.html' title='WESTWOOD PARK LAUNCHES SITE'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112787118584018186</id><published>2005-09-27T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:00:41.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EMILY REPORTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/1600/Ruthblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/353/1584/400/Ruthblog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Emily's first attempt at blogging after her first lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I took a picture of Ruthann &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;blogging.&lt;/a&gt; Ruthann like's to blog. She does it everyday!!&lt;br /&gt;Ruthann does it at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHOTO CREDIT: Emily A. Dicken (8)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112787118584018186?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112787118584018186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112787118584018186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112787118584018186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112787118584018186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/ruth-ann-loves-to-blog.html' title='EMILY REPORTS'/><author><name>txdickenfam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00724607938194135157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112750873534829079</id><published>2005-09-23T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:32:50.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHTMARE THEATER REVISITED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/posternew1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/posternew1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's late on a Friday night in 1974. Wrapped in a blanket, with a bowl of Chesty potato chips and a flicker across your TV screen.You are soon rewarded with a vision of a creepy castle set atop a craggy cliff, and then with the sight of a ghastly ghoul arising from his coffin. With a trademark laugh and a chilling greeting of "..Good Evening...", you know you are watching Nightmare Theater, an independently produced Horror Show on Channel 4 out of Indianapolis. Hosted by none other than one of the most famous and endearing horror hosts of all time - the great and legendary &lt;strong&gt;Sammy Terry.&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, he is still...well...whatever you call it. And you can see the Hoosier Broadcast Legend and Quaker(!) (&lt;a href="http://www.sammyterry.com/CoffeeWithCarter.html"&gt;Bob Carter&lt;/a&gt;) at the Indiana State Museum on October 22, 2005 at 9:30 p.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112750873534829079?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112750873534829079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112750873534829079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112750873534829079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112750873534829079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/voted-most-in-need-of-extreme-makeover.html' title='NIGHTMARE THEATER REVISITED'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112749957972162942</id><published>2005-09-23T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T21:33:33.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RUMOR MILL OR COFFEE GRINDER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/ole0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/ole0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;Graphics: Alan Houser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Some rumors about businesses coming to the New Castle area are perpetual urban legend, i.e. a multi-plex theater and Frisch's, etc. BUT . . . What's New (Castle) has it on good authority that Starbucks has applied for permits within the city limits. Hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112749957972162942?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112749957972162942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112749957972162942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112749957972162942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112749957972162942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/rumor-mill-or-coffee-grinder.html' title='RUMOR MILL OR COFFEE GRINDER?'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112749873045169598</id><published>2005-09-23T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T16:33:03.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY ESCAPES RITA, NARROWLY MISSES JIM CANTORE VISIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/EM[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/EM[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/EM[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/EM%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dickens made it to safety (and fabulous room and board) last night around 8:00 p.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112749873045169598?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112749873045169598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112749873045169598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112749873045169598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112749873045169598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/family-escapes-rita-narrowly-misses.html' title='FAMILY ESCAPES RITA, NARROWLY MISSES JIM CANTORE VISIT'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112741030583608512</id><published>2005-09-22T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T13:31:45.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HOOSIER AUTUMN TODAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/monarch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/monarch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/monarch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/monarch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/monarch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What follows is Dr. Helen Steussey's account of an experience with her son. The Henry County Healthy Communities Commitee is inspired almost daily with her emails.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TJ and I rushed to the school and picked up the glass cage. There was the butterfly, black and orange huddled in the corner. The flowers stood ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove the brief mile to our land planted many years ago with a prairie-like mixture of tall grasses and wildflowers. As we pulled up between the towering grasses we were met with a wonderful sight! Flocking to the bright yellow goldenrods were dozens of monarch butterflies – hovering, dancing, fluttering were all of these beautiful black and orange wings so like the still wings of the butterfly sitting in our cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gently we lifted the lid off of the cage and set it carefully in the grass along the drive. We waited. The butterfly lay in his corner unaware of his compatriots feasting above his head. Couldn’t he see? Or smell? How do butterflies sense the flowers they need to sustain their life? We waited a good five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I nudged him with a flower. Suddenly he awoke and took to the air. Strong wings carried him aloft – above the other butterflies – up as high as the trees he flew. He soared over the green, gold and yellow prairie reaching up to the blue of the sky. Finally he settled up on top of a willow tree to survey the choices of nectar below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost sight of him as he and his brothers sampled the flowers and took off on their long flight south to Mexico many, many miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ and I were so pleased as we left the land knowing out butterfly was fine and had company for his journey. But as we drove down the road TJ sighed and said, “It’s a good thing we had the land for those butterflies.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where could they eat here?” He nodded at the broad expanses of flat grass on either side of us. Hardly a flower, only a few trees in that sea of flat grass and roads and houses. Hardly a spot of habitat or sustenance for a delicate creature with a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ is afraid the monarchs could become extinct. We could lose these wondrous creatures if they can’t find shelter and food to carry them on one of the greatest migrations on our planet. Our only hope is that more people plant flowers and habitat for these regal kings of the sky – the monarch butterflies."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112741030583608512?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112741030583608512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112741030583608512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112741030583608512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112741030583608512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-hoosier-autumn-today.html' title='HAPPY HOOSIER AUTUMN TODAY!'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112717340380625485</id><published>2005-09-19T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T20:03:35.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE AREA EMBRACES AGRI-TOURISM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/100_0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/100_0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/100_0787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Vegan Terry Coffey contemplates the difference between a gourd and a squash.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best apples in the Rose City backyard are to be found at the Jacobs Family Orchard. After a couple of years under the former owner's (the Anderson's) care and tutlage, The Jacobs have not only maintained, but improved upon this delightful local destination. A petting zoo and corn maze are added attractions. Many farm markets and orchards in the state have turned to tours, parties, and a variety of fresh foods to attract regional visitors. This is great reason for you to check out more than one. Visit the &lt;a href="http://www.applejournal.com"&gt;Apple Journal &lt;/a&gt;to learn more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jacobs Family Orchard: Monday-Saturday: 8a.m.- 6p.m., Sunday 12p.m. - 6p.m. Apples, beans, caramel apples, cider, cider slush, homemade donuts (The first one is free to pop in your mouth on the spot.)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ruth's Apple Raisin Pancakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3 egg whites &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 cup nonfat milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 cups reduced fat buttermilk baking mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 medium Granny Smith apple, peeled, cored and coarsely chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 cup raisins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) In large bowl whisk whites until foamy; whisk in milk, then stir in baking mix.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Add remaining ingredients; mix just to blend.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Heat griddle or heavy skillet over medium heat; coat with vegetable cooking spray.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Portion batter onto griddle with 1/4-cup measure. Cook until nicely browned, turning once, about 3 minutes on each side. Serve hot with maple syrup or nonfat yogurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112717340380625485?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112717340380625485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112717340380625485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112717340380625485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112717340380625485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/area-embraces-agri-tourism.html' title='THE AREA EMBRACES AGRI-TOURISM'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112708593473828862</id><published>2005-09-18T18:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T19:53:14.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TO LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(PHOTO: Commercial Review)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tevya (Ron Freeman) makes one of many declarations and inquiries of God in the Jay County Civic Theater presentation of &lt;a href="http://cryingbaby0.tripod.com/"&gt;Crying Baby Productions&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Fiddler on the Roof.&lt;/strong&gt; From the beginning anthem of beautifully trained voices offering &lt;em&gt;Tradition&lt;/em&gt; to the mournful, sweet goodbye to &lt;em&gt;Anatevka,&lt;/em&gt; the cast offers a unique, yet reverent portrayal of a theater classic. Terry and I were drawn to see this play on Saturday night in Portland to support the vibrant local arts community there and the players who were also a part of The Small Town Scenario project this summer. Director Linda Priest Rodden (also Yente) put into words my sentiments for this production in her notes published in the playbill, "Generally an audience in a small town must sit through some less-than-exciting moments, during which a cast member...struggles and makes everyone uncomfortable." Not so here.  She goes on to marvel in the professionalism and strength in the excellent character portrayals.  Agreed! And the icing on this delicious theatrical cake is sweetened by the artistic nurturing of our dear friend, Heather Steed, who contributed acting, stage management, property and scene talents. Linda's son, Seth, displayed his flexibility as the radical Perchik and as the Fiddler. And, of course, the toddler Emma Rodden's cherubesque discipline as she sang and moved with ease through some difficult village choreography. Others in the Rodden family participated along with so many other believable and beautiful players. A favorite scene was Tevya's "vision" of Fruma-Sarah that makes one wish one could have such a dream! You can't help but feel blessed by the company's Sabbath Prayer. All five daughter's played their parts with finesse, with our sentimental favorite being Tzeitel, played by Reel Pie star, Ami Billington. You were all superb! I encourage others to see future productions and to visit Portland, Indiana's &lt;a href="http://www.artsland.org/"&gt;Arts Place&lt;/a&gt;. Mozeltoff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112708593473828862?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112708593473828862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112708593473828862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112708593473828862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112708593473828862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-life.html' title='TO LIFE'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112691048850942701</id><published>2005-09-16T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:57:50.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS WEEKEND'S MOVIE RECOMMENDATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/StationAgent_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/StationAgent_1.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/tsadvd_sm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Station Agent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finbar McBride (Peter Dinklage) is a man trying to live life on his own terms. Looking only to be left alone, he takes up residence in a rural town's old train depot. But much like the station agents that occupied small town depots before him, he finds himself reluctantly becoming enmeshed in the lives of his neighbors, especially Olivia (Patricia Clarkson), a forty-year-old artist struggling with the break up of her marriage, and Joe (Bobby Cannavale) a thirty-year-old with a talent for cooking and an insatiable hunger for conversation - whether anyone wants to talk to him or not. The STATION AGENT is about three people with nothing in common, except their shared solitude, until chance circumstances bring their lives together. Before long, from this forgotten depot, this mismatched threesome forges an unlikely bond, which ultimately reveals that even isolation is better shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinklage on being a dwarf:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't like people being cautious and tentative and choosing their words carefully around me because I'm a dwarf. There are a lot of people in a lot worse shape than me. I'm 4'5" and it's part of who I am, just not the whole part. I guess the word to call me is my name, Pete."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://electricalsoil.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://miramax.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.senartfilms.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112691048850942701?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112691048850942701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112691048850942701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112691048850942701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112691048850942701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-weekends-movie-recommendation_16.html' title='THIS WEEKEND&apos;S MOVIE RECOMMENDATION'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112653598310400534</id><published>2005-09-12T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:00:34.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WE LOVE J.R.!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the 68th birthday of our dear patriarch, James Raymond Dicken. He rocks! Send a greeting to him at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jdicken@pccu.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;jdicken@pccu.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112653598310400534?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112653598310400534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112653598310400534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112653598310400534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112653598310400534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-love-jr.html' title='WE LOVE J.R.!'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112636296533164095</id><published>2005-09-10T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:42:43.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIANA'S NICEST DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/bannerItsMyArt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Penrod Arts Fair is today at the Indianapolis Museum of Art. It will be great to see the museum renovation and, especially, the 300+ artists and their wares. Last year, I bought a cool mobile made of glass and beads. Also, an urban youth art league sold a brown plate to me that said, "Get your eat on!" I did...and plan to again today. More later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.penrod.org/artsfair.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.penrod.org/artsfair.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.penrod.org/artsfair.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112636296533164095?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112636296533164095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112636296533164095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112636296533164095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112636296533164095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/indianas-nicest-day-39th-annual-today.html' title='INDIANA&apos;S NICEST DAY'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112629836187302559</id><published>2005-09-09T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:04:58.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/photo_portlandpress012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/400/photo_portlandpress01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/photo_portlandpress011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/photo_portlandpress011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;After a short break from an intense, but fun summer of filming and editing, Jeff, Terry and Steve continue the process of completing &lt;em&gt;Small Town Scenario.&lt;/em&gt; The film, which includes individual projects in Farmland, New Castle, and Portland is now in the editing stage. Read more about it at the production company site: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reelpie.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;www.reelpie.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112629836187302559?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112629836187302559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112629836187302559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112629836187302559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112629836187302559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/local-film-project-continues-this.html' title='ACTION!'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112620995666888513</id><published>2005-09-08T16:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:59:22.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE POWER OF SYNDACT-Local boy born with 'natural cool'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/spock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/320/spock.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Medically speaking, webbing (syndactyly) refers to the union of two or more fingers or toes, which usually only involves a skin connection between the two, but may rarely also include fusion of bones in the affected digits. My nephew, now a pre-teen, was born with his two lil’ middle fingers fused and had them separated as a toddler, adorable tiny cast and all. According to Dan, It is not a defect, but rather a sign of extreme coolness. In fact, the condition empowers the fused victim with a positive force field. BUT…people aren’t the only ones…any genetic anomaly found in ANY living material, animal or vegetable, can be infused with this awesome mystique. FOR EXAMPLE: Those two cheez-its linked in an odd twosome…that bizarre occurrence of a double egg yolk OR, if you are extremely lucky, the double jellybean blob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112620995666888513?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112620995666888513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112620995666888513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112620995666888513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112620995666888513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/power-of-syndact-local-boy-born-with.html' title='THE POWER OF SYNDACT-Local boy born with &apos;natural cool&apos;'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16515500.post-112620525084320796</id><published>2005-09-08T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:59:45.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A REALLY BIG SHOE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/1600/chuck9h1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/1570/200/chuck9h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Indiana Basketball Hall of Fame Museum in New Castle, Indiana houses the treasures of Indiana’s favorite game. And it’s a good thing, considering the vast changes in the sport. But while some teams, mascots and players themselves might go unrecognized by Hoosier youth, there’s one icon of the sport that remains steadfast: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sneakers.pair.com/chucks.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Converse All Star "Chuck Taylor" sneakers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;are ninety years old but still going strong! And since 1923, except for the addition of endless new colors and patterns, original "Chuck Taylors" have not changed one bit.&lt;br /&gt;The familiar canvas high-tops, introduced and promoted by Indiana Basketball Hall of Famer, Chuck Taylor, are well represented in the new display, including an autographed pair that hit the historic hardwood on Milan Miracle Worker, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hoopshall.com/inductees/1981/plump.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bobby Plump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. The famous footwear will delight you whether fan or fashionista.&lt;br /&gt;Lesley Vulgan, Manager of Collections and Artifacts at the Hall of Fame, says that while all displays are unique and have an interesting background, the Chucks display was especially enjoyable to pull together. “I had the best time researching the endless variety of colors and styles,” says Vulgan, “And we all knew about inductee Chuck Taylor, but his life was a very interesting one.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The museum staff noticed a group of gentleman visiting the Hall this spring. Not unusual. But &lt;em&gt;these &lt;/em&gt;guys, all professionals and dressed as such, were all spiffed up from the ankle down with, you guessed it, Converse Chuck Taylor All-Stars. The pilgrimage was led by Robert Parker of Louisville, Kentucky who owns countless pairs of the shoes, many of which the museum contracted to display on loan, including a green and red holiday pair of “Chucks,” complete with bells.&lt;br /&gt;Besides other ongoing features that families will enjoy; the &lt;em&gt;John Wooden Locker Room Pep Talk &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;the Last Second Shot&lt;/em&gt;, many touch-screen exhibits and a gift shop round out the museum of Hoosier hoop heritage. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Visitors will have the chance to have a photo taken with the giant basketball shoe outside on the Hall of Fame grounds and enjoy designing their own shoe in a hands-on exhibit inside the museum. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Plan to visit!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open 10 AM – 5 PM Tuesday through Saturday – 1 PM – 5 PM Sundays&lt;br /&gt;Admission $4 adults and teens, $2 children 5-12, preschoolers free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-70 to State Road 3 North to Trojan Lane (follow signs)&lt;br /&gt;St. Road 38 to New Castle, turn left on St Rd 3 and go south to Trojan Lane.&lt;br /&gt;408 Trojan Lane, New Castle, Indiana 47362 - 765-529-1891&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hoopshall.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.hoopshall.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special offer: Wear Chuck Taylor All-Stars and receive discount admission of $1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16515500-112620525084320796?l=ruthicoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/112620525084320796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16515500&amp;postID=112620525084320796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112620525084320796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16515500/posts/default/112620525084320796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthicoffey.blogspot.com/2005/09/really-big-shoe_08.html' title='A REALLY BIG SHOE'/><author><name>Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/186/9517/320/collage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
