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Yes She Is

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I was waiting for a train at a crossing in Conneautville, Pennsylvania, when I noticed this license plate of the vehicle in front of me.

It belonged to the owner of an Audi convertible. I’ve heard Audi vehicles advertised but otherwise know little about them other than they are made in Germany by a company that describes itself as a manufacturer of luxury vehicles.

I’ll take her word for it that she is lucky indeed.



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October 8, 2017 at 3:27 pm

How Did That Get Here?

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There are some people who treat the environment as a one large trash can.

We’ve all seen the things they tend to discard, including remnants of tobacco products, fast food cups and containers, and losing lottery tickets.

I was walking along a hiking and biking trail in Wayne County, Ohio, when I came across this unopened can of food.

How did this get here? My first guess is that it fell without being noticed. But there are no campgrounds along the trail and I doubt that the typical biker or hiker would be carrying a can of spaghetti.

There is story behind how this can got here, but I’ll never know for sure what it is. No, I did not pick up the can and take it with me.

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September 8, 2017 at 6:45 am

Love, Virginia Style

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It has been three years since I was last in Virginia. We had just entered the state on Interstate 81 southbound when we came to a rest area and welcome center. The “Virginia is a For Lovers” advertising slogan dates back many years and I was unaware that the state is still using it. But here was prominent evidence of that.

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August 11, 2017 at 5:52 am

Yes, Smokey Does Exist

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As a kid I remember seeing public service announcements on television featuring Smokey the Bear, whose signature line was “only you can prevent forest fires.”

As a young adult with a CB radio, Smokey became known in my mind as a slang term for a police officer, usually a state trooper, who was on the watch for speeding on interstate highways.

The name derived from the fact that troopers usually wore ranger hats similar to the one that Smokey wore.

Last year while visiting a museum in a national park outside Sedona, Arizona, I got to meet Smokey.

Well, actually it was a statute of him that didn’t talk. I wasn’t aware that Smokey was still in use by the park service, but at least here he was.

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June 30, 2017 at 6:33 am

Protecting Your Right To Sell in a National Park

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I’ve never seen a sign such this one, which is posted in a parking lot for a trailhead/observation point in a national park near Sedona, Arizona.

The First Amendment protects a number of things, but I didn’t know it also shielded from government interference the selling of wares.

No one was doing that on the day I was here, but I think I might know a portion of the backstory as to how this sign got posted.

On occasion in the Cuyahoga Valley National Park I’ve seen a religious group set up a table with materials on it.

I’ve never checked it out and in my experience those who sit behind it do not go out of their way to approach park visitors.

Perhaps that same group is behind the posting of this sign.

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June 28, 2017 at 7:27 am

Another Double Rainbow

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Mary Ann and I were talking by phone around 7 p.m. when she said she saw a rainbow. It had not been much of a storm, a little thunder and lighting, but not a whole lot of rain. Then she said the rainbow was getting brighter. We were about done talking and she had to get back to work. But first there was the matter of recording yet another rainbow over Cleveland. The view is looking southeastward.

Pounding Out Another Story

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Ernie Pyle is a name that was familiar to those who lived during World War II.

The Indiana-born journalist was, arguably, the best known war correspondent of his day, earning the Pulitzer Prize in 1944 for his accounts of the life of ordinary soldiers.

Writing for the Scripps-Howard chain of newspapers, Pyle was killed on April 18, 1945, during the Battle of Okinawa.

For many years the building housing the School of Journalism at Indiana University was named after Pyle.

There was a bust of him inside the building and, if my memory serves me correctly, a photograph or painting of him elsewhere.

Some incorrectly thought the School of Journalism itself was named after Pyle, but that was not the case.

Not long ago the School of Journalism was merged with a couple of other programs to create a new Media School, which was moved to Franklin Hall.

As part of that move, a statue of Pyle pounding out a story on his portable typewriter in the war zone was commissioned and placed near the entrance to Franklin Hall.

The statue brings to life a glimpse of a time that virtually all college students today only know from history books.