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.

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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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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    Concerns see North East World Heritage bid stopped

    Posted on 16th May 2012 in The monuments of world
    Rt Rev Mark Bryant, Professor Rosemary Cramp and Adriano Boschetti at the twin monastery of Wearmouth-Jarrow

    Rt Rev Mark Bryant, Professor Rosemary Cramp and Adriano Boschetti at the twin monastery of Wearmouth-Jarrow

    THE bid for a third World Heritage site for the North East has been dramatically withdrawn, it emerged last night.

    It was announced in 2006 that the twin monastery site of Wearmouth-Jarrow would be the Government’s World Heritage site candidate in 2009.

    Although the bid was delayed to this year, confidence was high the UK Government’s only submission would be successful and deliver an economic and cultural boost for the region.

    It would have seen the Seventh Century monastery sites and churches of St Paul’s at Jarrow in South Tyneside and St Peter’s at Sunderland join Durham Cathedral and Castle and Hadrian’s Wall as World Heritage sites.

    Last September the sites were visited by Professor Adriano Boschetti, a technical evaluator from the International Council on Monuments and Sites (ICOMOS), which advises the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural organisation (UNESCO) on World Heritage sites. But last night the Rt Rev Mark Bryant, Bishop of Jarrow and Chair of Wearmouth-Jarrow Partnership, said the bid had been withdrawn after a disappointing evaluation by ICOMOS.

    He said there were a “number of concerns” about the report.

    Prof Boschetti spent three days exploring the churches and partner venues, including the National Glass Centre in Sunderland and Bede’s World in Jarrow.

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    He also met key figures from the bid, including Professor Rosemary Cramp – who was involved in the excavations of the site in the 1970s – and Bishop Bryant.

    Last night a statement from the Bishop said: “Following feedback from ICOMOS, the Department for Culture, Media and Sport (DCMS), English Heritage and the Wearmouth-Jarrow Partnership have decided to withdraw the World Heritage site nomination for Wearmouth-Jarrow from this year’s world heritage committee.

    “We are very disappointed by the ICOMOS evaluation of the Wearmouth- Jarrow nomination and have a number of concerns about the report which we will be raising with ICOMOS and UNESCO.

    “We will examine the report further to identify what the key areas of concern are and consider carefully next steps. We feel that Wearmouth-Jarrow has a strong case for World Heritage site status and deserves international recognition.

    “There has been a huge amount of public support for the bid, locally, nationally and internationally. The organisations which make up the Wearmouth-Jarrow Partnership have worked together extremely well to conserve, promote and improve the twin monastery.

    “ICOMOS commented on the quality of the management plan, and recognised the effort and commitment of the Partnership in producing it. We will continue to work together to ensure this special site is preserved for future generations.”

    The DCMS said: “Clearly, everyone involved is disappointed with the recent ICOMOS evaluation. There is strong local support for the World Heritage bid and the team there have done some great work, which ICOMOS have acknowledged. We will study the report further to look at what still needs to be done, building on the work so far.”

    The twin monastery site was the home of the Venerable Bede, one of Europe’s greatest scholars. In 2009 the bid was put back so that work could take place to strengthen submission.

    At the time the Bishop said: “We were given the opportunity to delay on the basis that what is already a strong bid could be even better.”

    Your View: Letters to the editor (May 15)

    Posted on 15th May 2012 in The monuments of world
    Syrian atrocity

    The world dances, excuse me, slides, around the Syrian atrocity. The Security Council failed, the General Assembly said “the world is with you.” Lots of diplomatic nothing and Annan’s questionable UN Plan. Assad has no reason to change – just pretend to observe some “international” forms…

    Syria is a geopolitical centerpoint. China wants Syrian oil on its own terms and fears an intervention model because of its own restless peripheral minorities. Russia gets billions from arms sales and mid-east access. Iran gets Mediterranean access, but warns against outside involvement. Their interests should prevail? No…

    I talked to some NSMU Arab students not that long ago who were protesting the bloodbath. They are frustrated and angry. The Syrian people want international help. I understand from mid-east news reports that their cry is growing. So far, help is minimal. The world wants a murderous dictator to “compromise?” Assad says the rebels disarm first. He hides his war machine from inspectors, who leave. All we’ve done is give Assad cover, above and beyond his suppliers.

    Where are Turkey and the Gulf states? Regardless of diplomatic puffery, the Syrian people need arms, food and medical supplies. Turkey should protect any safe zones. Let’s stop pretending Assad will implement any peace plan other than his complete victory. The west’s political balancing non-act in apparent deference to China and Russia must end.

    Europe has closed its eyes;



    the East smiles. American’s don’t want another war. But, are Europeans changing their tune? America’s current response to a political, military and moral thicket seems limited… and many more will die. The case for intervention is stronger than in Libya’s, but more complicated. American apparent “do-little” moment, now in an election year, will not work. It’s too easy.

    JERRY NACHISON

    Las Cruces


    Monument scare tactics

    I found the Jerry Schilderkranz column specious at best and downright disingenuous at worst. Eight of our 12 national monuments protect archaeological or historical sites, seven of these cover a small number of acres and can’t be seen as a significant land withdrawal by hunters, horsemen, or ranchers. The main purpose of monuments like Fort Union, Gran Salinas, El Morro etc. is to protect cultural and historical resources and their mission is more educational rather than to provide outdoor recreation opportunities (although they may have camping, and even fishing as at Bandelier), and since they can sometimes have intense visitation within a very limited geographical area, the rules guiding these places cannot reasonably compared to those that would guide a large area with diverse resources like the proposed Organ Mountains-Desert Peaks National Monument.

    A better example for comparison would be the large BLM managed Grand Staircase/Escalante National Monument in southern Utah. There is very little going on that would upset most horse riders, dog owners, hunters, fishermen, campers, OHV /ORV users, cheapskates, and those who want to push a stroller around the desert. Doesn’t it seem more likely that there will be only small changes to the current management? The BLM has already demonstrated a very light-handed approach, and a tolerance for multiple uses in their management of the Trackways N.M., and we all know the BLM doesn’t have the kind of budget or manpower for fee collecting, leash law enforcement or fence building in places like the West Potrillo Mountains. I would respect those that oppose this proposal more if they would sincerely argue their real reasons for their opposition instead of resorting to the same half-baked scare tactics over and over again.

    DEVON FLETCHER

    Las Cruces


    Vets Fair thanks

    We would like to express our appreciation to everyone involved in our recent Veteran’s Informational Fair. We thank Ralph Vigil, DVR acting director, for his welcome and opening remarks. We also thank Melanie Goodman of Sen. Bingaman’s office and Sen. Udall for their supportive words. The event was made special by the Mayfield JRROTC who presented the colors. A big thank you goes to our emcee Jimmy Jaramillo. We thank Henry Perez and Paul Gonzales for their donations of flags. We thank all three Albertsons for their generous donations, as well as La Feria.

    We also wish to extend our appreciation to DVR staff for all their hard work. A big thank you goes out to the employers, vendors and service providers, social service agencies who contributed their time, information as well as many door prizes. A special thank you goes to Debbie Loera of DACC for all her help and generous contributions and Rosa De La Torre Burmeister for her contribution of certificates. Thanks also to Maria Bagwell for her invaluable assistance.

    Also thanks to Pat Gomez of the city and his crew for assisting us with the setup and planning and for providing the location. Also, a big thank you goes to Brook Stockberger of the Las Cruces Sun-News for featuring our event in the business section that led veterans to our event. Also the White Sands Missile Ranger published an article on our event. Thanks to our mayor, Ken Miyagishima and Rep. Andy Nunez for attending and visiting with everyone. Also, thanks goes to Adrian Guzman of the CLC TV station, Adrian Medina and Tom Scott of KVIA. Lastly, a big thank you is extended to all veterans currently serving and of prior service. Our country and world are forever indebted to your service and honor.

    MINNIE MONTOYA,

    Disability Rights New Mexico

    MICHAEL BANEGAS,

    NM Division of Vocational Rehabilitation

    SHIRLEY GONZALES,

    NM Division of Vocational Rehabilitation

    Las Cruces

    Copyright 2012 Las Cruces Sun-News. All rights reserved.

    Review: Paolo Bacigalupi returns with another dark vision in 'The Drowned Cities'

    Posted on 14th May 2012 in The monuments of world

    “The Drowned Cities,” (Little, Brown Books for Young Readers), by Paolo Bacigalupi: A new Paolo Bacigalupi novel is reason to celebrate — no matter how old you are.

    Bacigalupi’s latest, “The Drowned Cities,” is his second straight young adult release, but that shouldn’t deter the writer’s older fans from picking up the book (even if you have to do it on the sly).

    It’s packed with the same kind of entrancing insight that made Bacigalupi‘s previous work — “Ship Breaker” for young readers and the novel “The Windup Girl” and the short story collection “Pump Six and Other Stories” for adults — so unforgettable.

    His characters and plots play out a few centuries in the future, but they’re so grounded in the now, they often make the reader stop and ponder the intricate game of connect the dots he plays to render such a convincing — if gloomy — outcome for humanity, and especially its children.

    There are few adults in “The Drowned Cities,” the result of years of fractious infighting in a lawless section of the eastern U.S. around Washington, D.C. A multisided civil war waged by child soldiers has raged since the oceans rose, flooding some of the country’s most populous areas, and the world returned to The Dark Ages after the failure of our Accelerated Age.

    At one time there were Chinese peacekeepers to help restore order, but they sailed away on their clipper ships, leaving the country to fall into chaos and young Mahlia to fend for herself. A “castoff,” she was left behind by her father and loses her mother to one of the many factions vying for control. The colour of her skin and cast of her eyes mark her as a pariah in a vengeful society.

    Mahlia is saved by a young boy named Mouse after her right arm is chopped off by a child soldier who intends to leave her limbless, and they eventually find a home with kindly Dr. Mahfouz in a relatively safe region. She learns to aid the doctor and is carving out a future in a time when life expectancy barely creeps into the double-digits.

    Everything changes with the appearance of genetic experiment Tool, the part-man, part-dog, part-tiger, part-hyena supersoldier who appeared in “Ship Breaker.” He’s on the run from faction leader Col. Glenn Stern’s United Patriot Front, and Mahlia’s decision to help him — despite the clear danger he presents to everyone — drives the rest of the novel.

    The plot’s pretty simple, set on overdrive and laid out for easy conversion to screenplay. But we’re not here for the plot, are we? It’s Bacigalupi’s ripped-from-the-real characters and his cleareyed visions of the future that draw the mind.

    Bacigalupi uses powerful images and symbols in “The Drowned Cities.” Life still goes on in the never-ending, kudzu-covered cityscape that hangs on above the second-story waterline and in the streets turned canals. Boy soldiers from the UPF with their hashtag facial brands, Army of God, Freedom Militia and the countless factions terrorize everyone.

    Slaves move barges and power salvage operations by overseas corporations that fund the constant violence. The Capitol Dome is pounded into oblivion under heavy artillery in yet another pointless battle. Old American flags, statuary raided from monuments and other pieces of precious U.S. history are sold as “antiques” to blood buyers who move them to the new power centre in Asia where they are treasured relics.

    Sounds outlandish? Not in Bacigalupi’s hands.

    “The Drowned Cities hadn’t always been broken,” Bacigalupi writes. “People broke it. First they called people traitors and said they didn’t belong. Said these people were good and those people were evil, and kept it going, because people always responded, and pretty soon the place was a roaring hell because no one took responsibility for what they did, and how it would drive others to respond.”

    Sure, it’s a made-up story for kids. But the powerful thing about Bacigalupi’s work — for them or anyone else willing to spend the time — is it feels so real.

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    Follow Entertainment Writer Chris Talbott at www.twitter.com/Chris_Talbott.

    Every day is Mother's Day for Joe Campanale and mom Karen

    Posted on 13th May 2012 in The monuments of world

    Karen Campanale and her son Joe, owner of dell’anima.

    LIvely scene at dell’anima on Eighth Ave.

    Restaurant industry heartthrob Joe Campanale has a very important lady in his life — his mom.

    Karen Campanale, known to the Twitterverse as “Dellanimom” (named after her son’s West Village restaurant dell’anima), raised her son in Queens and sent him to NYU, where he fell in love with the food and wine industry.

    Now, ever the proud mama, she tweets photos and tidbits from his restaurants and events, as well as during their travels around the world.

    In honor of Mother’s Day, we gave Joe, the beverage director and co-owner of L’Artusi and Anfora as well, a chance to thank his Dellanimom, who he considers the best in the biz and otherwise.

    Tell us a little bit about your mother/son relationship.

    Since it was just the two of us growing up, we are very close. I communicate with Mom every day, whether it’s by text, email, Twitter, phone call or seeing her. Lately I’ve been so busy that there have been a lot more emails than phone calls but the nice thing about living so close is that we’ll often get together just to grab coffee or a quick breakfast. Also, every week I take her out for brunch no matter what. I’ve been doing that since college and that is nonnegotiable.

    What’s the best thing about having Mom as a travel companion?

    Mom was not much of a traveler until I forced her to be. I was studying abroad in Florence and guilted her into coming to visit me — same with London. The last two years we’ve traveled for her birthday, I brought her to Paris and San Francisco. The great thing about us traveling together is that we tend to like the same things. Basically we’d rather spend our time walking around than seeing monuments and eating than anything else!

    What are some words of motherly advice that you always try to remember?

    “Be careful!!”

    Why is Dellanimom the absolute best mom in the world?

    I could write a dissertation on that! But it wasn’t easy to raise a boy herself and she has always sacrificed for me especially when times were tough. I love that we are now great friends and I can confide in her. She is also the most compassionate person I know and very loving. Mom is so supportive of me and always there when I need her. She instilled in me a love of food and dogs and a passion for life. She’s also a great dinner companion!

    How are you celebrating Mother’s Day?

    Taking her out for brunch, of course.

    Honor Flight: Arrival

    Posted on 12th May 2012 in The monuments of world

    Bob Bazz was the first one off the plane this afternoon as an Honor Flight of World War II veterans arrived at the Baltimore airport from San Diego. He got a reception he wasn’t expecting.

    Some 100 people – active-duty service members, airport workers, other travelers waiting for their own flights – stood and clapped and cheered. They shook his hand like he was some kind of celebrity and thanked him for his service as he walked between them.

    “By the time I got halfway through the line, I was crying,” he said, and then he cried again. “Just amazing. Fantastic. I wish my family was here.”

    The reception line stayed in place for the roughly 30 minutes it took to unload the plane of its 105 veterans, all of them in their late 80s or early 90s, some of them in wheelchairs.

    “After all they’ve done for us, it’s the least we can do,” said Army Sgt. Adam Pierce, one of about 20 service members who were there in uniform.

    The veterans are scheduled to have a welcome dinner tonight at a Baltimore hotel. Saturday brings the reason they’ve made the trip: to visit the World War II Memorial on the National Mall. Many have never seen it. They’ll spend all day visiting various monuments in the area.

    World-class biking in our own back yard – Utah has an enormous variety of bike trails

    Posted on 11th May 2012 in The monuments of world

    Utah has an enormous variety of bike trails

    Utah is the place where mountain bikers’ dreams go on vacation. No matter what type of riding you like to do, what time of year you like to do it, you can rest assured that you will find it somewhere in Utah.

    Whether you are on the fast-banking turns of the Draper downhill, the world-famous slick rock trail in Moab or right here in the South Fork of Provo Canyon riding the Big Spring Hollow trail, you are riding in an area that is the mountain bikers’ Mecca.

    “I love that I can ride local during the workweek and then take a short road trip north or south and find a completely different type of trail,” said Matt Hillman, 26, from Rigby, Idaho studying Public Health. “All the trails are so diverse and challenging in their own ways.”

    Matt Hillman on Porcupine Rim overlooking Castle Valley

    Utah Valley Trails

    There are a good amount of trails that extend south from Payson up north to Alpine. However, Provo Canyon is a good place to start experiencing local trails. There are trails for the inexperienced and out of shape biker, as well as to the avid ones.

    For a novice rider, a good place to start would be the Provo Canyon Race Loop. This trail offers a gentle climb with many variations in its route that can be matched to any skill level. If you are a seasoned vet and want to challenge yourself and get a good cardio burn, you might want to venture to the Windy Pass trail that will provide you with 3,300 feet of tough vertical climbing. If you are looking for a fun trail that doesn’t require too much skill or endurance, but is a lot of fun, the Big Spring Hollow trail will not disappoint.

    Across Utah Lake in Eagle Mountain bikers will find an extremely fun park. The Mountain Ranch Bike Park offers a wide array of man-made obstacles like teeter-totters, pump tracks and skill-enhancing ramps. Above the bike park there are also quite a few trails that are extremely fun.

    “I used to ride park back in Vegas, so this is a fun mixture of mountain biking and park riding,” said John Thuet, a recent BYU graduate. “I also like the downhill trail on the backside of the park. It’s pretty epic.”

    Southern Utah Trails

    Southern Utah has some of the most challenging and scenic trails in the world. People from all over the country and the planet go to Moab to ride the legendary Slick Rock Trail that gives you 14 miles of pedaling over solid rock. Right past the Slick Rock Trail Head, you can venture up to one of the best downhills ever conceived, Porcupine Rim. Porcupine Rim takes its riders on a 25-mile downhill that is technical, fast and over the top in a few places. From Porcupine, bikers will get a grand view looking over the Castle Valley Monuments and the Colorado River.

    Sharing the Slick Rock Trail with Jeepers

    Moab has seen an influx in the number of visitors in recent years according to the City of Moab website. Because of this influx, the City of Moab and biking enthusiasts have been building new trails in the surrounding areas. Some of the new trails include: Mag 7, DinoFlow, EKG, Pipe Dream and many more.

    Another area that is filled with fun southern-Utah trails is the St.George area. Gooseberry Mesa is a trail that will push its riders to the limit. It combines large sections of slick rock riding with tight-turning dirt single track trails. The Mesa will make riders wonder why they do anything else with their time except live on a bike. Close to Gooseberry is the J.E.M. trail that is a fun steady ride which is scenic going up and extremely fast and rhythmic coming back down. The Zen trail and Bear Claw Poppy are popular trails located near the Green Valley Gap in St.George. Bear Claw has many steep drops that will keep the adrenaline pumping and the Zen trail will take you to your happy place with its above-it-all views.

    Point of the Mountain Trails

    Corner Canyon in Draper has received a lot of attention lately as the trail system has exploded in numbers in the area. A new tunnel has now joined the trails of Corner Canyon with 633 acres in Little Valley. Little Valley Trails will be a good addition to the Draper Downhill Trail, Rush Trail and Ann’s trail.

    Riders Find Trails on Point of the Mountain

    On the southern side of the point of the mountain are the famous trails of American Fork Canyon and Lambert Park. Both of these areas provide a large trail system that will have something to offer to any rider.

    With a plethora of trails to choose from, things can get a little overwhelming. The best thing to do is find someone that has ridden some of the trails and go with them. If you have biking experience, and have an adventurous spirit, you can navigate to the utahmountainbiking.com website and find a trail near you and start biking today.

    Randal Clayton

    Randal Clayton is a reporter for the Daily Universe

    Ancient Maya workshop for astronomers discovered

    Posted on 11th May 2012 in The monuments of world

    Archeologists have discovered Maya astronomical tables that are hundreds of years older than any previously discovered — and which pour more cold water on the myth that the society predicted the world would end in 2012.

    The wall markings, which date from the 9th century, were discovered in the ancient Maya city of Xultun, in the northeastern corner of Guatemala. Found in a small room, the markings include a series of Maya paintings, a chart tracking lunar cycles, and another wall that appears to track Mars and Venus.

    “This particular room seems to be have been used by a scribe or astronomers in order to record this information, either copying it out of books or preparing it to be put into books, and used the wall as sort of a blackboard,” excavation leader William Saturno of Boston University told CBC’s Bob McDonald. The full interview can be heard on Quirks & Quarks at noon Saturday on CBC Radio One.

    Saturno and others reported their discovery in Friday’s issue of the journal Science.

    The discovery was made by one of Saturno’s undergraduate students, who poked his head into the room on his lunch break, hoping to find paintings. He noticed a couple of red lines on a piece of wall that had been exposed when the city was looted 30 years ago.

    Xultan was large — about 16 square kilometres — but has long since been grown over by the rain forest. “Finding [the paintings] inside a house so close to the surface was truly remarkable,” Saturno said.

    Most of the information about Maya astronomy comes from two preserved bark-paper books that date back to the 14th or 15th century. The lunar chart found in the room is about 600 years older.

    Astronomical records were key to the Maya calendar, which has received some attention recently because of doomsday warnings that it predicts the end of the world this December. Experts say it makes no such prediction. The new finding provides a bit of backup: The calculations include a time span longer than 6,000 years that could extend well beyond 2012.

    “Why would they go into those numbers if the world is going to come to an end this year?” observed Anthony Aveni of Colgate University in Hamilton, N.Y., an expert on Maya astronomy. “You could say a number that big at least suggests that time marches on.”

    One wall contains a calendar based on phases of the moon, covering about 13 years. The researchers said they think it might have been used to keep track of which deity was overseeing the moon at particular times.

    Aveni said it would allow scribes to predict the appearance of a full moon years in advance, for example. Such record-keeping was key to Mayan astrology and rituals, and may have been used to advise the king on when to go to war or how good this year’s crops would be, he said.

    “What you have here is astronomy driven by religion,” he said.

    On an adjacent wall are numbers indicating four time spans from roughly 935 to 6,700 years. It’s not clear what they represent, but maybe the scribes were doing calculations that combined observations from important astronomical events like the movements of Mars, Venus and the moon, the researchers said.

    Why bother to do that? Maybe the scribes were “geeks…who just got carried away with doing these kinds of computations and calculations, and probably did them far beyond the needs of ordinary society,” Aveni suggested.

    The room also contains images of the Maya king wearing a headdress of blue feathers. In front of him, a young man who appears to be a scribe reaches out toward him. Both men are surrounded by people wearing an identical costume — a white loin cloth and a headdress with a single red feather.

    Saturno said the room provides an unusual look at the Maya.

    “Normally in Maya society we get to look at the king and then we get to look at maybe a couple of elites associated with them,” he said. “And we talk about the masses, the population. We don’t get a lot of opportunity to look at what Maya scientists and astronomers and writers were doing in their workspaces.”

    Experts unconnected with the discovery said it was a significant advance.

    “It’s really a wonderful surprise,” said Simon Martin, co-curator of an exhibit about the Maya calendar at the University of Pennsylvania Museum of Archaeology and Anthropology.

    While the results of the scribes’ work were known from carvings on monuments, “we’ve never really been able to identify a working space, or how they actually went about things,” Martin said.

    The new work gives insight into that, he said, and the fact the room had a stone roof rather than thatching supports previous indications that the scribes enjoyed a high social standing.