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Unsure of the year of this truck. It was parked with F-series trucks from the 50's to current models.
Photo taken at the 2018 version of Ford's in the Park, in Milton, ON, on June 16, 2018.
2015 Ford F-350 Fire truck Belongs toWinston/Chloride volunteer Fire dept Ford F350 Brush truck located in the western part of Sierra County NM
Photo taken in the county seat of Truth or Consequences ( T or C ) .
30-06-1973
Or what do you do after a meeting? You take pics of cars parked in front of the building. LOL
Registration:
Vehicle: Ford F350 Ambulance
Operator: Warner Brothers Studios, marked as Pittsburgh EMS
Location: WB studio Tour, Burbank, California, USA
Date: 15/12/2024
Notes: Seen on the studio tour at the front of the Central Perk Cafe. Note the lights are blackened presumably to assist in night filming.
I snapped this photo in the 300 Block of North Ash Street in McPherson, Kansas. This is a Ford F-350 Custom Cab. This truck is sitting in front of an empty building. This was taken with my Canon Rebel T5.
Castiglione Olona - Scorcio Urbano
Dicembre 2025
FujiFilm GA645W
Super EBC Fujinon 45mm f4
Kodak 400 Tri-X @ 320 ISO
Bellini Euro HC 1+31 x 6,5 min
Southeast Oakland SWAT truck
Member communities: Ferndale (1987), Madison Heights (2003), Royal Oak (2003), and Berkley (2009)
06 April 2012
RCMP ERT F350
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Ovid's Metamorphoses, Book XII.
There is a place in the centre of the world,
between earth, sea, and sky, at the limits
of the three-fold universe where all things
which exist anywhere, even far away,
are seen and where all voices penetrate
attentive ears. In this place Rumour lives.
Here she has chosen herself a dwelling,
at the very summit of a citadel
with a thousand doorways and entrances,
but not a single gate to bar the way,
so the place stands open day and night.
Built all of echoing brass, it mutters,
repeating voices and echoing sounds
it has picked up. There is no quiet spot
inside, no silence anywhere. But still,
there is no loud din, only the subdued noise
of voices murmuring, the kind of sound
waves of the ocean often make when heard
from far away or the rumbling produced
by a final thunder roll when Jupiter
makes the clouds collide. An unruly crowd
fills up the halls, a fickle common throng,
which comes and go. A thousand rumours,
combining falsehood with the truth, wander
here and there, passing around misleading chat.
Some of these fill empty ears with gossip,
and some bear stories they have heard elsewhere.
The number of made-up tales keeps growing,
as every author alters what he heard
by adding something new. Here one can find
Credulity and hot-headed Error,
empty Joy, alarming Fears, instant Sedition,
and Whispers whose origin is unknown.
Rumour herself sees everything going on
in heaven, land, and sea, and asks about
events the whole world over.
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Visiting the House of Rumor
OVID, AS TRANSLATED BY HORACE GREGORY AND PROVIDED HERE BY KENNETH HARWOOD
[The celebrated Roman poet of love and fable, Ovid (also known as Naso P. Ovidius, who lived from B.C.E. 43 to C.E. 18), guides us through a current conundrum in “The House of Rumor.”]
A mountain-round-house tower is her home.
Innumerable doorways all around it.
A thousand entrances, exits, arcades,
And none with doors. Or night and day
The place keeps open house, and its brass walls
Reflect the lightest word, the lowest whisper;
The place is silent, never noisy,
Yet full of voices, like the sound of waves
Heard from a lighthouse set a mile inshore,
Or like the stilled and trembling trail of sound
Jove’s thunder leaves after black clouds collide.
Through tower halls the Many come to talk,
Lies twisted into truth, truth into lies;
All come and go, and gossip never ends.
Talk, talk, talk, talk fills many hundred ears
That empty as a story’s told, rehashed,
And told to someone else, or fiction grows;
Each time retold adds what is heard
To what’s been said before. And Innocent
Believe-It-All walks there, Deaf-And-Blind Error,
Pushing his way or runs and hides, and dear,
Foolish, Without-A-Leg-To-Stand-On Joy,
Mad Fear, Glib Treason, Confidential Whisper.
Rumor takes in all things at sea, on land,
And, at a distance, in the skies in heaven,
Everything heard or seen throughout the globe.
What might media ethicists make of this tour of the House of Rumor?
Ovid himself has remarked that Rumor sometimes is mistaken for great Fame—and more often is seen as Notoriety. A few main points stand out. Persistence of “true news” mixed with “false” reaches across two thousand years and more. Centuries before printing arrived in Germany from China (c. 1454 C.E.), the task of sorting fake accounts from real ones continues. The task of finding ways to tease out the truth and knock falsehood back on its heels is only a partial success today and in the long term—for otherwise we could see little but the losses we suffer from accepting the false.
Horace Gregory translated and introduced this edition of Ovid’s The Metamorphoses (copyright by The Viking Press, Inc., 1958). This extract is from the prologue to Book 12, which deals with the start of the battle for Troy. Kenneth Harwood is an Adjunct Professor of Communication in the University of California, Santa Barbara, and may be reached at harwood.ken@gte.net.
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30e Salon Champenois du Véhicule de Collection 2017
Les Belles Champenoises d'époque
Parc des Expositions de Reims
Believed to be a 63 Ford(If you can verify different, please let me know). This F350 was used as a tow truck and has a setup for towing on the back that Rube Goldberg would love.