Royal tour of Prince Charles and his wife Camilla to honour service by Canadians

Posted on 20th May 2012 in The monuments of world

FREDERICTON – When Prince Charles and his wife Camilla arrive Sunday in Canada to mark the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee, the visit will also be a chance to celebrate how Canadians are serving their communities.

The royal couple is embarking on a four-day tour with stops in New Brunswick, Ontario and Saskatchewan, during which they will honour those who have devoted their time to others.

They are set to arrive at the Fredericton International Airport on Sunday evening, but their tour does not begin in earnest until Monday, where they will pay tribute to members of the military and their loved ones at Canadian Forces Base Gagetown.

There, Charles and Gov.-Gen. David Johnston will deliver speeches. The royal couple will also visit the Prince’s Operation Entrepreneur program, which helps military personnel transition to civilian life by starting and growing their own businesses.

In the afternoon, they will travel to Saint John for a walking tour along Prince William Street, which features late 19th-century architecture. In 1981, Prince William Street became the first streetscape in Canada to be designated as being of national historic and architectural significance by the Historic Sites and Monuments Board of Canada.

They will also attend a citizenship ceremony for 12 new Canadians — two for each decade of the Queen’s reign.

Then it’s a short walk to the Marco Polo Cruise Ship Terminal for Victoria Day celebrations, including displays of local crafts and choral presentations.

They will then tour Hazen White-St. Francis School, an elementary school with about 145 students who are predominantly from low-income families, before flying to Toronto in time to view a Victoria Day fireworks display.

On Tuesday, the Ontario government will host a reception in the historic Distiller District for the royal couple before Charles visits the Yonge Street Mission.

In a column he wrote for the Globe and Mail, Charles said he wanted to find practical opportunities to celebrate how Canadians are serving their home communities, the country and the world.

“Service to others is the central theme of the Diamond Jubilee and it is this that guides the Queen and my family in all that we try to do,” he said.

“Many of the engagements during this tour are deliberately focused on highlighting individual cases of success which tell a wider story so that they might inspire others to become involved in similar ways.”

Barry MacKenzie of the Monarchist League of Canada said the tour provides an opportunity for Charles and Camilla to thanks Canadians for their community efforts while marking Her Majesty’s 60 years on the throne.

“It’s the wonderful service of the people of Canada to others that makes it a great place to live.

“I think the opportunity we’re being afforded this year is to celebrate all of that.”

They will depart Toronto on Tuesday evening for Regina. The next day, Charles will have a private audience with Prime Minister Stephen Harper and be treated to a concert by the Regina Symphony Orchestra before the tour concludes.

Quakes threaten Wellington's monuments

Posted on 20th May 2012 in The monuments of world

By Charlotte Shipman

The Wellington City Council is busy identifying earthquake prone buildings around the capital. But there could be another significant quake risk in the form of public monuments and statues.

Many of those are more than 100 years old.

Cloaked in mesh and scaffolding, the bell tower at the National War Memorial is undergoing earthquake-strengthening work.

Inside it houses the third largest carillon in the world. Its 74 bells alone weigh 70 tonnes.

In the 1980s, steel bracings were attached. Now, more will be added.

The Ministry for Culture and Heritage is responsible for eight statues and memorials around Wellington. So far only the War Memorial has been flagged as an earthquake risk. That doesn’t mean others aren’t.

“It’s about evaluating risk,” says Wellington City councillor Iona Pannett. “Is it going to kill lots of people?”

For now, the Wellington City Council’s focus is on falling masonry, not falling marble.

“Buildings obviously have the capacity to kill hundreds of people and that’s where the priority has to be,” says the councillor. “People first, not buildings and monuments.”

Christchurch’s fatal earthquake shook the bronze John Godley statue off its plinth. It was 144 years old.

The Seddon Memorial is more than 100 old, yet the towering, 18m granite column and bronze statue on top hasn’t been assessed and may or may not be a quake risk.

But there’s uncertainty as to whether it’s the ministry or the council which is responsible for assessing quake risk.

The council admits it doesn’t even know how many sculptures and monuments it’s responsible for around the city, but says it’s aiming to get them all assessed in the next two or three years.

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Fairhaven's military history is rich with stories of sacrifice

Posted on 20th May 2012 in The monuments of world
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jack iddon/The standard-Times, file Among the cannons at Fort Phoenix are these large Civil War-era pieces. The town and the fort have played key military roles since the Revolution.

By WILLIAM A. MONIZ

May 20, 2012 12:00 AM

Long before its 1812 incorporation, and for the 200 years since, Fairhaven has generously given of its men and women to America’s wars.

In July of 1675, the territory known as Dartmouth, which included present day Fairhaven, New Bedford, and Acushnet, was attacked by Wampanoag warriors. Under the leadership of their Sachem, or leader, Metacomet, known to the English as King Phillip, the Native Americans destroyed all 30 homes in the settlement, killing William Palmer, Jacob and Susannah Mitchell and John Pope in the process.

The town would remain abandoned until King Phillip’s War ended with the signing of the Casco Bay, Maine treaty in April, 1678. The following June, Dartmouth would hold its first town meeting in three years.

Almost a century later, on April 21, 1775, only two days after “the shot heard round the world,” Dartmouth mustered three companies of militia to join the minutemen laying siege to the Redcoats in the town of Boston. Three weeks later, under the command of Captains Daniel Egery and Nathaniel Pope, the 40-ton sloop Success carrying 25 minutemen, set out from Fairhaven to recapture two Colonial merchantmen recently seized by the British Sloop of War HMS Falcon.

After shadowing the British prizes under light winds on the foggy night of May 13, the Success, with Pope at the helm, surprised one anchored sloop at sunrise, overwhelming the British watch before they could cut free from their mooring. Pope, one minuteman, and the ship’s drummer then sailed the recaptured vessel and its British prize crew off to anchor at Fairhaven.

Success, now under Egery’s command, soon spotted the second sloop raising sail off West Island and gave pursuit. Approaching within musket range, Egery ordered his sharpshooter to take aim on an officer in British livery. “The shot felled the officer, more shooting followed, and the Englishmen struck their colors.” (Logs of the Dead Pirates Society, R. S. Peffer, Sheridan House, 2000)

The action resulted in the recapture of both Yankee sloops and the detention of 15 British prisoners including HMS Falcon’s gunner and ship’s surgeon. The first naval battle of the Revolutionary War had ended in an American victory. The wounded British officer who had taken a buckshot pellet to the skull, survived. According to Peffer’s account, the officer was quoted as saying that his family had been called “a hard-headed lot.”

On June 18, 1812, only four months after Fairhaven’s incorporation, President James Madison would sign a declaration of war against Great Britain. According to “Old-Time Fairhaven”, by Charles A. Harris, “In 1812 [ Ft. Phoenix] was again made serviceable, in anticipation of war, being refurbished with a new barracks. During that war the garrison repulsed an attempt to land barges from the British Sloop of War, Nimrod.”

Records provided by Fairhaven Director of Veteran’s Services Jim Cochran show that 14 town men served in “Mr. Madison’s War,” six in the Army and eight in the Navy. At the war’s end in 1815, the Fairhaven contingent had recorded no casualties.

Some 50 years later, Fairhaven servicemen would not be so lucky. Of the town’s 274 soldiers and sailors fighting for the Union in the Civil War, 31 would die from various causes, including; 9 killed in action, 10 of disease, and 3 while imprisoned by the Confederacy.

William H. Bryant, who died at his Fort Street home in 1929 at the age of 80, was a Civil War survivor. Only 15 years old when he enlisted in 1864, he needed his mother’s written consent to join Company D of the 3rd Massachusetts Cavalry. Bryant served in the Red River Campaign in Louisiana, and later saw action with General William Tecumseh Sherman in the Shenandoah Valley.

Trooper Bryant’s service continued even after the surrender of the Confederacy. In May of 1865, as the country transitioned from the Civil War to the Indian Wars, the 3rd Massachusetts was shipped off to Ft. Leavenworth, Kansas. Under General Patrick Connor, Bryant participated in the infamous Powder River Expedition into Wyoming aimed at punishing the Arapaho, Cheyenne, and Sioux for earlier raids on settlers.

Bryant was mustered out of the Army at Boston in September of 1865 and 15 years later the 1880 census listed his occupation as “sailor.” Bryant is buried in Riverside Cemetery.

In 1898, Fairhaven would provide 10 soldiers, 2 sailors and 1 marine, to help “Remember the Maine” in the Spanish American War. All would return home safely.

Twenty years later, World War I would be another story. Of the 328 Fairhaven boys sent “over there” in 1918, 10 would be killed in action and five would die of disease and other causes. In a typical pithy notice, the November 15, 1918 edition of the Fairhaven Star recorded the death of Joseph Perry’s stepson; “Joseph J. Perry of 146 Adams Street received a telegram on Wednesday announcing the death, Oct.8, from broncho pneumonia of Private A. E. Melanson of the 5th Machine Gun Co. Only three days before Mr. Perry received the bad news, Armistice Day had officially ended the war.”

Like William Bryant in the mid-19 Century, Fairhaven’s Luther Pierce would see service in two wars. Commissioned a second lieutenant after graduating the Army Air Corps flying school in Sacramento, Calif. in 1942, Pierce was assigned as a navigator on a B-17 Flying Fortress. During World War II, the 27 year-old Pierce would survive an astonishing 50 bombing missions over Germany.

In 1947, now Captain Pierce was recalled to active duty and in 1950 was back flying combat missions, this time in the skies over Korea. On Oct. 3 of that year Captain Pierce’s luck would run out when his B-26 Invader bomber went missing on a mission over Wonsan.

Captain Pierce was one of seven Fairhaven servicemen to die in the United Nations’ so-called “police action.” A total of 590 Fairhaven men and women served during the Korean Conflict.

The submarine USS Grayback, launched at Groton, Conn. in 1941, compiled an extraordinary record during her 10 separate World War II patrols. At 64,000 tons, the Grayback ranked 20th among all submarines in total tonnage sunk, and 24th in number of ships sunk with 14. The submarine and her crew received two unit commendations and eight battle stars for her extensive Pacific theater service.

Fairhaven’s Carleton Fielding enlisted in the U. S. Navy in February 1943. A three-sport star at Fairhaven High, Fielding, nicknamed “Swede,” was a tenacious two-way lineman in football. At commencement ceremonies, he was the recipient of the coveted Sparrow Cup as the school’s outstanding senior athlete.

After graduating from submarine school at New London, Conn., in the summer of 1943, the 21-year-old Fielding was assigned to the Grayback. The following Jan. 27, a notice in the Fairhaven Star announced, “The engagement of Miss Phyllis E. Jenney … of 726 Washington St. to Seaman Second Class Carleton F. Fielding”»” The brief paragraph ended matter of factly with, “Seaman Fielding is on submarine duty.”

The marriage would never take place. On Feb. 25, 1944, having expended all but two of her torpedoes in sinking three enemy ships and damaging two others, the Grayback was ordered back to base at Midway Island. She would never arrive.

Pieced together from captured Japanese records, the Navy believes it knows the fate of the Grayback. On Feb. 27, 1944, at about the position the Grayback would have been on her way back to base, a Japanese carrier-based aircraft spotted an American submarine running on the surface in the East China Sea. The plane attacked and reported that the submarine “exploded and sank immediately.”

On March 30, 1944, the Grayback was listed as missing and presumed sunk with all 80 of her crew. A full two years later, on May 8, 1946, the Navy Department reported that Carleton Fielding was officially presumed lost. In the 1941 Huttlestonian yearbook, a forever young “Swede” Fielding gazes out over his selected aphorism, “There is always safety in valor.”

Fairhaven’s “Greatest Generation” contributed 1,502 men and women to the Armed Forces during World War II, the most of any war. Including Carleton Fielding, 51 would not return.

In the mid-1950s another Asian war erupted in French Indo-China that, by the mid-1960s would lead to massive American involvement in Vietnam. Of a total of 823 Fairhaven men and women to serve during the Vietnam War, eight would die in service, including four killed in action.

Ironically, one of the town’s highest profile military deaths during the Vietnam Era would occur in Canada. In September 1966, former Fairhaven resident Lt. Commander Richard Oliver, a member of the Navy’s crack Blue Angels aerobatic team, was killed when his F-11 Tiger fighter crashed during a Toronto air show.

Oliver became a town celebrity in 1949 when he rescued a young boy from drowning in the Acushnet River. For his heroics, the 14 year-old Oliver was whisked to New York City where, as a guest of the Boys Clubs of America, he was treated to a Yankees’ baseball game and a private dinner with the team’s iconic star, Joe Dimaggio.

Interviewed a few weeks before his death, the 31 year-old Oliver said, “Vietnam is where I’d like to be next, the more I read about the air war there, the more I wish I were there with those boys helping out.”

In this, its Bicentennial year, the town’s contribution to the nation’s wars continues. According to Veteran’s Services Director Cochran, 182 service men and women have served in the Persian Gulf and Middle East. In 2006, Marine Lance Corporal and Fairhaven native Patrick Gallagher, was killed when the truck in which he was riding rolled over near Asad, Iraq.

The town has over a dozen monuments to its veterans ranging from Revolutionary War plaques at Fort Phoenix, to the Civil War memorial at Bridge Park, to the World War II, Lookout Tower at West Island. Cochran credits the town’s various veterans organizations for their help in maintaining these monuments.

“I couldn’t ask for Fairhaven to be more patriotic,” says Cochran, “veterans’ activities get great support from the town.”



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Fulton Service Clubs’ Memorial Day Salute – The Meaning of Memorial Day

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FULTON – The theme for this year’s Memorial Day Salute Parade is “America……..Worth Fighting For.”

Many area individuals, organizations, businesses and industries will try to develop their interpretation of this theme in the vehicles or floats they will enter in the parade on May 26.

The Fulton Memorial Day Salute is a two-day event that is 31 years old this year, started
and carried on by the four Fulton Service Clubs.

The present service clubs working on this year’s events are the Fulton Lions, Kiwanis, Rotary, and the Sunrise Rotary clubs.

The four service clubs have always been assisted by the Fulton Veterans Council in promoting and putting on this event.

In years past, the Optimist and the Fulton JayCees were participants.

These two clubs have since disbanded. Several of the men and women who work on the Memorial Day Salute Steering Committee are veterans.

As we enter the twelfth year of the 21st Century, our thoughts are with the men and
women who protected our freedoms for the 236 years America has existed. During the last century, we had many conflicts.

World War I, World War II, Korea, Vietnam, and The Gulf War come to mind. All in all, more than 625,000 brave Americans have died fighting in a U.S. uniform during the 20th century.

In this century, we have experienced two conflicts, one touching our shores on September 11, 2001, which have lead to conflicts in Iraq and Afghanistan.

We must keep these brave men and women, who are serving on active duty, in our
thoughts and prayers as we experience this Memorial Day.

How did Memorial Day come to be?

The actual birthplace of Memorial Day is the nearby village of Waterloo, NY.

Shortly after the Civil War ended, a Waterloo druggist named Henry Welles collaborated with Union General John B. Murray to organize a local tribute for the war dead.

The program included processions to and from the cemeteries, military music, speeches, wreaths, crosses, and bouquets.

Of all the early such remembrances, Waterloo’s 1866 program most closely resembled Memorial Days to come.

The pristine village of about 5,300 located only 40 miles from Fulton, in central New York’s Finger Lakes region, still follows its original Memorial Day model.

In 1966, when Lyndon B. Johnson was President, he proclaimed Waterloo to be the
official birthplace of Memorial Day. On the occasion of the 100th anniversary of Memorial
Day, Waterloo opened to the public a 22-room Memorial Day Museum.

Waterloo has the glory of officially holding the “first” Memorial Day Program, but in reality, more than two dozen communities in both the north and the south have claimed to be the birthplace of Memorial Day.

The Memorial Day Salute Committee is very aware of the program they are offering to
the community.

We have never treated it as a celebration, but a program designed to raise the community’s awareness of the importance of this day of remembrance.

The Fulton Veterans Council has a more traditional program on the Monday (the official Memorial Day) of Memorial Day weekend in which they visit the cemeteries and place American flags on all known veteran’s graves, and honor the deceased veterans at the various monuments around our city.

Flowers are set out and a wreath is thrown in the Oswego River to honor those who have died at sea.

Recently, it was published that the World War II veterans are dying at the rate of nearly
1,000 a day.

These men and women are at least 83 years old and most are older.

Many newspapers mark the obituaries of veterans with an American flag. This is a very nice thing to do.

Many years ago, before 1966, Memorial Day was known as Decoration Day.

This name comes from the fact that by the end of May, even in our northern climate, the flowers were in bloom and it was time to decorate the cemeteries.

While the high death rate of the American Civil War (1860-65) was the initial reason for starting Memorial Day, this should not be the only reason for this holiday.

Today, we should remember our deceased loved ones no matter if they are veterans or not.

The Fulton Service Clubs and the Fulton Veterans’ Council have established “Fulton’s”
way to remember this most important holiday.

In the fall of each year, all of the veterans’ organizations in the Fulton area choose a “Veteran of the Year.”

This person is the Grand Marshall of the Memorial Day Parade. This year’s Grand Marshall is World War II veteran Charles Callen.

We have the largest parade in the county, with more than 100 units and many bands, starting at 10 a.m. on May 26.

On Friday evening and all day Saturday, there are many activities held at Recreation  ark
on Route 3, West Broadway. Local and nationally recognized groups will be playing music.

The featured band on Friday evening is none other than the area’s own Domicolo & Barlow. This duo packs the house wherever they play. The G. Ray High School Jazz Band and the music of Rick Bush will also be on the Friday evening stage.

On Saturday evening, the main feature is Nik & The Nice Guys, America’s No. 1 Party
Band, performing on the Fulton Savings Bank Stage.

The marching band stand-ins, the Fulton Community Band, the Fulton Dixieland Band, the music of Vince Markowsky and Virgil the Magician will also be performing. The event hours are from 5 to 11 p.m. on Friday and 10 a.m. to 10 p.m. on Saturday.

There will be rides, lots of food, and of course, the ever-popular fireworks display on
Friday evening.

The whole weekend is designed for family fun and entertainment. Everyone is invited to attend. All events are free.

After the parade is completed, about noon on Saturday, several of the bands in the
parade will perform on the Fulton Savings Bank stage in the Community Center in Recreation Park.

For up to date information, visit www.fultonmemorialdaysalute.com

This new website was designed by the staff at Fulton Daily News (Oswego County Today.com) and is sponsored by them.

Come to Fulton for the Memorial Day Salute, but keep our deceased loved ones in your
hearts and prayers.

Tellers

Posted on 19th May 2012 in The monuments of world

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By: Fr. Jerry M. Orbos
Philippine Daily Inquirer

9:59 pm | Saturday, May 19th, 2012

The story is told about a man who declared that he does not entrust his money to banks for safety and secrecy. When asked why, his simple reply was: “There are many tellers there.”

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In today’s Gospel (Mk. 16, 15-20), Jesus said to His disciples: “Go to the whole world and proclaim the gospel to every creature.” Our ascension mandate is to go to the whole world and TELL the world of His love!

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Today is Ascension Sunday, when the Risen Lord was lifted up to heaven and took His seat at the right hand of God. Our final destination is to be reunited with Him someday. However, prior to that, we still have to accomplish our mission. And mission not yet accomplished. We still have some tasks to finish.

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Today is also World Communication Sunday. Modern technology and media have made the world a smaller place. However, loneliness is still one of the biggest plagues in our modern society. As it is, we spend more time communicating with the world outside, and have little or no time communicating with the people around us.

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Communication is not just about talk, noise, or gadgets. In fact, some of the deepest and profoundest communications happen in silence and in stillness. Ours is a fast and restless world. Let us give space for our spirit to breathe in silence, reflection and prayer through which we communicate with the Divine and with our real selves.

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Last May 16, I had Mass at the “Kamay ni Hesus” Shrine in Lukban, Quezon, a place for healing started by Fr. Joey Faller. Thousands of people go there to be in touch with the Divine. Aside from the impressive growth and development of the place, what I found interesting was the Noah’s Ark chapel, where I celebrated Mass. There is no cell phone signal inside the church but as soon as you step out, the signal is strong. The message is clear: Inside the church the only important communication is that with God.

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By the way, there is an increasing number of people getting sick with “nomophobia” (no mobile phobia). The symptom of this phobia is extreme attachment to one’s mobile phone, the absence of which could drive one to panic, become anxious, or become disoriented. In short, the absence of mobile phones could make some people feel immobilized.

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Speaking of communication, we had a case of a “lost shepherd” on our way to Quezon: One of our priests was left behind in the restaurant where we had made a toilet stop. Presumption was the culprit, with the passengers of each of our two vans thinking that he was in the other. We realized his absence in our journey when we received his frantic text message: “I have been left behind. Come back!”

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In a way, the Ascension underscores the reality that we have been “left behind” by the Risen Lord but with a promise that He would “come back” for us at the final judgment. In the meantime, we have the mission to go forth and tell the world that we have not been orphaned or abandoned by our Loving God!

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The Ascension Mountain in Jerusalem is the last place where the Risen Lord stood before He was lifted up to heaven. In fact, there is a stone there with a footprint which is said to be that of Jesus. Whether this is true or not, what matters is that the Lord has left His heartprint on His disciples. We, too, will do well to remember that what matters more are not so much the monuments, documents, or achievements that we leave behind as the moments and heartprints we leave in people’s lives.

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Sixteen-year-old Fil-Mexican Jessica Sanchez is such an inspiring and uplifting phenomenon. This fragile-looking, simple, humble girl reminds us that there is strength in gentleness, and that hard work and faith can make us rise above whatever obstacles we have in life. Mabuhay ka, Jessica! Viva!

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I like best the song “Dance with my Father” that was sung by Jessica Sanchez in the semifinals of “American Idol.” She sang it with such a great voice, and with so much heart. The song itself is a beautiful reminder for me of our earthly fathers, and of our Heavenly Father who awaits us after our earthly pilgrimage. Yes, life on earth has a reason and mission.

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The message of the Ascension is powerful.  Let it empower us to rise above and look beyond whatever obstacles or liabilities that come our way. The Ascension message should help us move on with confidence and with hope. The Ascension is all about not becoming stagnant or sliding back. What greater assurance do we have than our Lord telling us, “I am with you always until the end of the world”?

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Bantay Matanda invites you to a lay forum on May 26, 9 a.m. to 12 noon, at Janssen Hall, Christ the King Seminary, E. Rodriguez Blvd. Extension, Quezon City. The topic: Mental Health Concerns in the Elderly by Dr. Deana Santos-Ringor, geriatrician, St. Luke’s Medical Center, Quezon City. For inquiries, please call 373-2262, 998-2548, or 09174167849.

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A moment with the Lord:

Lord, thank You for telling me Your love. Use me to tell the world likewise. Amen.

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Ice age monument to be dedicated today in Blue Rapids, Kan.

Posted on 19th May 2012 in The monuments of world

BLUE RAPIDS — Long before there were humans to see it, a sheet of ice plowed into northeast Kansas, so heavy that it pushed down the ground, so powerful that it dragged thousands of pink boulders from Minnesota, dumping them as it melted.

The residents of Blue Rapids, a small town located on Kansas Highway 9 in Marshall County, have decided this significant but largely unreported historical event deserves a monument. They plan to dedicate it today, in the town square, what may be one of the world’s only monuments to the ice ages of the world’s past. “We’re now world headquarters for monuments to the ice age,” joked Phil Osborne, a Blue Rapids resident.

During one of the last advances of the world’s past ice ages, according to the Kansas Geological Survey, giant glaciers changed the courses of our biggest rivers – and left thousands of heavy Sioux quartzite boulders and smaller stones behind when it all melted. That glacial period took place 400,000 to 500,000 years ago, said Rex Buchanan, interim director of the geological survey. Some geologists date the period further back, to about 600,000 years ago.

Osborne said one of his fellow Blue Rapids schoolmates, a paleontologist named George Callison, has worked hard to create the monument, which includes all-weather storyboards on concrete pillars telling how the glacial story unfolded. Callison, who Osborne said graduated from high school with him in 1958, also put up much of the money for the concrete pillars and the placement of the two pink boulders that decorate the display.

No public money was spent, Osborne said.

The last ice age ended about 10,000 years ago, Buchanan said, and though there was a glacier advance southward from the Arctic in that period too, the glaciers in that last ice age never got farther south than northern Iowa. The pink rocks so plentiful in northeast Kansas got dumped much earlier.

Tons of pink boulders and stones got ripped out of rock outcroppings in Minnesota – and were dragged inch by inch during thousands of years onto landscapes of northeast Kansas. They still can be found in cow pastures and along fence lines where farmers dating from the homestead era of the mid-1800s began prying them out of their fields, afraid the heavy stones would break their plowshares. The stones look unique, with an unusual pink sheen – and corners and edges rounded off, from having been rolled, smoothed and dragged all the way from Minnesota.

It is easy to see why the pink stones so obviously don’t belong here, Buchanan said. Most of Kansas’ geology is made up of yellow or white limestone, because Kansas was a sea bottom for millions of years. And yet in northeast Kansas we have limestone with a sprinkling of much denser pink boulders.

The glaciers were massive, Buchanan said, possibly 500 feet high in places in Kansas, and probably much thicker than that farther north. Only a small portion of Kansas ended up under ice, he said; the border would be in middle Washington County to the west, and then extending down in a curve so that the southern border would be roughly where the Kansas River now flows.

But some pink “glacial erratics,” as geologists call them, have been found south of that river, Buchanan said. The glacier from hundreds of thousands of years ago probably shaped the current courses of the Big Blue and the Kansas rivers, Buchanan said.

Blue Rapids residents plan an Ice Age Monument dedication at 11 a.m. today, at the Round Town Square, with Buchanan as a speaker and with a “woolly mammoth burger lunch” to follow in the town’s Community Center, Osborne said.

Besides the Ice Age Monument, Blue Rapids and surrounding Marshall County have a rich history. Town residents proudly tell visitors that Theodore Roosevelt once visited the town and gave a speech from the back of a train. The town once lured players from the New York baseball Giants and the Chicago White Sox to come play a game there.

Alcove Springs, a small and pretty parkland accessible to the public just north of town, was a camping spot for 19th-century pioneers in wagon trains using the Oregon Trail. The wagon ruts can still be seen in places just north of town.

WWI vets from Ashland and Holliston headed to D.C.

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GOOD Pictures: Go Outside

Posted on 18th May 2012 in The monuments of world

This year, I’ve managed to hang out at both the Atlantic and Pacific Ocean, see the redwoods and the desert for the first time, and hike the beautiful trails of Montana. Spending all this time in nature has reminded me of two things: 

1. America is gorgeous

2. I should spend more time exploring nature close to home. 

Julie Ann Tingley is a master of capturing the beauty of the natural world. Her shots from Wyoming and Tennessee let you imagine yourself in these gorgeous locations—misty, hushed and expansive. They are a pleasant reminder to go outside. 

See more of Tingley’s photos on her Flickr page. 

In death – as in life – my mother was rescued by love | Jonathan Freedland

Posted on 18th May 2012 in The monuments of world
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    Sara Freedland, with son Jonathan and grandson Jacob in 2005. Photograph: Toby Glanville for the Guardian

    Nearly 11 years have passed since I last broke my own rule and wrote in this place about something deeply personal. Then, in the summer of 2001, it was the birth of my first child and the article was a hymn of praise for the National Health Service that had ushered my son into the world.

    Today I write about my mother, who died 10 days ago. Once again – though this is not my only aim – I want to record my praise, even awe, for the people who looked after her. It was not so straightforward this time. Yes, the NHS funded it all, but my mother was tended to – at home in Bournemouth – by a variety of agencies, some public, some voluntary and one private. I confess that before this experience, I would have been wary of such an arrangement. But my prejudices were confounded. The team worked together with perfect efficiency, a coalition of Macmillan and Marie Curie nurses, agency staff, NHS district nurses and care assistants and the local GP. Not once did any information slip through the cracks. It meant we could fulfil our promise to my mother that she would spend her last weeks not in hospital or in a hospice, but at home.

    At no point, despite all the equipment and expertise that came through the front door, was money so much as mentioned. Never were we confronted with a choice of a cheaper option or a limit to our “cover”. My mother got all the care she needed and no one presented her or us with a bill. That is the glory of our national health system, one we take for granted too easily. It is a treasure to be cherished.

    And yet what will stay with me is a thought not about systems or organisations, but about people. Perhaps two dozen different women helped my mother in those last days. They were gentle and sensitive, speaking softly and with great care. Several of them, it turned out, were motivated by past experience of caring for their own, terminally ill relatives. On the last full day of my mother’s life, I noticed that the eyes of one nurse, Sue, were welling with tears. She had been watching me talk to my mother and had, I think, been reminded of her own farewell to her father. When she said goodbye to me, she said something I shall never forget. “Thank you for letting me in.”

    I never asked what any of these remarkable people are paid, but I don’t imagine it’s very much. And yet they do work that is tough, exhausting and priceless. I know the explanation for that paradox but, in truth, it is inexplicable.

    Still, what I’ve been thinking about most during these last 10 days is my mother. She won no prizes, she built no monuments – and yet her life was extraordinary. When I wrote a memoir of three generations of my family, including the lives of relatives involved in some of the epic political events of their era, it was nevertheless her story that touched people most.

    She was born Sara Hocherman in 1936, in the small town of Petach Tikva in what was then Palestine. She was two months premature: the doctors warned that her life was “hanging by a thread”. Her father was an ultra-orthodox Jew who showed his children what might politely be called distracted neglect. He did not provide for them or his wife and, after an older sister died through malnutrition, my mother’s mother returned to her native London with her two surviving children.

    By the time she was five, in 1942, Sara was an evacuee in the Bedfordshire countryside, taken in by a kindly unmarried lady who took a shine to the little girl. But Sara missed her mother terribly. In the spring of 1945, the war’s end approaching, a reunion seemed only weeks away. Then one of the very last V2 rockets to fall on London hit Hughes Mansions in the East End, killing 134 people; 120 of them were Jews, my mother’s 33-year-old mother among them. When everyone else was celebrating VE Day, eight-year-old Sara was in mourning.

    What followed were hard years in the post-war East End, and in 1949 a return to what was now Israel, to witness the earliest years of the state. That period was hard too: my teenage mother had to contend with poverty, family estrangement and disease. In 1955, Sara returned to England where she eventually met and found happiness with my father. Illness would strike again when my mother was 43; once more the doctors would say her life was hanging by a thread. But somehow she survived.

    There is so much to say about all of this, and one way or another I will spend the rest of my life saying it. But three points stand out.

    The first is that my mother’s experience made her much more hawkish than me on matters relating to Israel. To lose her mother (and an aunt) along with so many other Jews to one of Hitler’s bombs meant she had felt the breath of the Shoah on her neck: it entrenched a yearning that she felt as a desperate need, the craving for a place the Jews could call their own. She was not the only one to feel it. Whatever view you ultimately take on the Israel-Palestine question, you cannot hope to understand that conflict unless you also understand this need.

    Second, whenever one contemplates war or military intervention anywhere, one needs to contemplate this unbending fact: that every bomb or rocket that falls, no matter where in the world it lands, is destined to create another Sara Hocherman – a child who has lost a parent. And the pain of that act will live on through the decades and through the generations, as it did in my family.

    Lastly, my mother’s life was proof of the power of love. She was rescued first by her aunt, Yiddi, who took her in, and next by my father, who was with her for 52 years and with her at the very end. Their love ensured that, though my mother was unfathomably strong, she was never hard. She contained next to no bitterness, only oceans of empathy.

    So this weekend, do yourself this favour, if you can. As my mother would have put it, deploying the idiosyncratic grammar that was part Yiddish, part passive-aggressive self-deprecation, “Phone your mother: she’s also a person.”

    Jonathan Freedland has set up a Just Giving page in his mother’s name, for Macmillan Cancer Support

    Twitter: @j_freedland

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