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Learned it in Back Days and Kept It: A portrait of Lucreaty Clark by Florida Memory

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Persistent URL: www.floridamemory.com/items/show/322854

Title: Learned it in Back Days and Kept It: A portrait of Lucreaty Clark

Date of film: 1981

Physical descrip: color; sound; original length: 28:40

General note: In this documentary produced by the Florida Folklife Program, Folk heritage award recipient and white oak basket maker Lucreaty Clark discusses the long tradition of basket making in her Jefferson county family.

To see full-length versions of this and other videos from the State Archives of Florida, visit www.floridamemory.com/video/.

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Five speed boats in a line- Cypress Gardens by Florida Memory

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Local call number: C621964

Title: Five speed boats in a line- Cypress Gardens

Date: 1963

Physical descrip: 1 photoprint - b&w - 5 x 4 in.

Series Title: Department of Commerce Collection

Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida

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My Dad's Quotes - A Tribute by EX22218 - ON/OFF

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To the tune of CSNY's "Teach Your Children Well" - www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQOaUnSmJr8

DOB: 12/21/1922

Died: 01/04/1999

He was 77 years old.

My Dad's Favorite Quotes:

"You know, Suzie (he called me Suzie) you can be replaced". - (He was right. Unfortunately, you couldn't be, Dad.)

"If you had half a brain you'd be dangerous." (Up for debate)

"Do the right thing" - Huh.

"Do as I say, not as I do".

"How do ya like them apples?"

"I just want you to live an honest life". (Refer to "Do as I say, not as I do".

"You're no prize"

"Eat your heart out"

"You're an accident waiting to happen"

"You don't know when to quit, do you?"

"They broke the mold when they made you". Which mold?

"I forgot more than you know"

"you have a one-track mind" - It's "inherited" (wink-wink)

"Do you know what time it is?" (No - I confuse right and left. It only took 60 years to figure that one out)

"Get your ass in gear"

"Motor Mouth" - His polite way of saying shut-up. He never said shut-up. He always said this with a smile.

"Shit for brains" His name for my brothers.

"Go run around the block" (We did - many times I did not go home).

"Asshole buddies" - (When one of his buddies went somewhere with one of his other buddies other than him.)

"He talks like he's got a paper asshole".

"Don't dish it out if you can't take it" - See "Do as I say, not as I do".

"If you're going to live in my house you live by my rules".

"Every cigarette you smoke is another nail in your coffin".

"Your eyes look like two piss holes in the snow" - (First time wearing makeup.)

"You got band-aids for those mosquito bites?" (First time I'd asked Mom for a bra.)

"You have exactly till 6:00PM to eat those tomatoes (two hours away) or you go to bed *again* without any dinner.". (And?)

"Watch the tips goddammit!" - (Bringing the fishing poles in from the boat).

"You smell like burnt toast".

"I don't trust him/her as far as I can throw him/her". I was a child, remember? Maybe throwing your beer cans, cigarettes, cigars and bottles in the garbage would've been a good start rather than throwing around your kids.

"You know, sometimes I think about suicide." (He said this to me on Christmas Day - 10 days prior to placing a high-powered rifle in his mouth while sitting on the toilet and blew his brains out. With the cooperation of many officials in NJ who scoured their records I was finally able to obtain the police reports and autopsy details in May 2022 after requesting them as I never really believed it was a suicide.

Mom said he'd always stated he was going to commit suicide when he was ready, although I was not aware or told of that one while he was alive. IOW, he always had a plan. "He did it his way" - on his mother-in-law's birthday. He probably didn't even know it was.

He suicided 20 years ago (or so) today - January 4, 1999. Nobody knew my phone number to let me know - my Son was finally able to reach me. Somehow I lost a year at that point. I only know *somebody* put that bullet hole in the bathroom ceiling and his neighbor cleaned up the bathroom. That neighbor developed early dementia as many people do after witnessing such a horrific sight they do not recover from without counseling or talking about it and coming to terms with it. Family trauma and abuse is much the same. That is how people are then labeled with psychiatric terms, unfortunately they were not in fact the "crazy" ones. The true "crazy" ones stay under the radar and appear fully functioning. IOW, "they have jobs" according to today's society. I'd been told my Dad was a "functioning alcoholic".

He tried quitting smoking many times. Once he tried replacing cigarettes with Regal Crown sour cherry & sour lemon drops. No sugar-free options back then. That's when he lost his teeth. After he quit he gained tons of weight.

He sat at the dinner table waving his fork up and down frequently....fair warning to get ready to duck. The five of us always had dinner together every night - that's good for the family structure, it's said. A few times he turned the dinner table over or threw dishes at one of us. I only know he generally missed. I would occasionally lock myself in the bathroom to get away from the violence. He generally knew how to unlock those doors. I ran away from home frequently. I accidentally drove his red Chevy pickup truck into a pond. Someone helped me get it back up on land. I also accidentally set his red Chevy pickup on fire but he wasn't mad. He just laughed. He was a good sport like that. Brother Bob finally totaled it after being broadsided by a UPS truck (malfunctioning traffic light) on the way home from a Grateful Dead concert in Philadelphia. It really was a pretty truck - fire engine red with hand painted gold leaf lettering. It had ladder racks which I'd used as a jungle gym. He mostly put up tin, slate and shingle roofs. The most fun was taking the old shingles, slate and tin he ripped off the old roofs to the landfill in his dump truck which he parked around the corner on Hudson St not far from Gliba's bar (Chambersburg, NJ), dumping it off a cliff along the embankments of the Delaware River - he would back up to the edge as close as he could and hit the gas to attempt to scare us. He didn't. This was also near the huge penicillin and pharmaceutical dump by the Trenton Marine Terminal off Rt. 29 towards White City Lake..

US Navy Veteran. He had one older brother and one older sister. They (Mom & Dad) had three boys (one died - the second one - Russell - his stomach never closed so his guts were exposed and baby Russell only lived a short time, I'm told . I do not know if or where baby Russell was buried) but Mom said he always wanted a girl, anyway. Often I wonder if baby Russell lived and was given up for adoption. I check with 23 and me occasionally to see if any new family surfaced. He told the same stories year after year for over 40 years, yet never spoke about his time in the Navy (the *brotherhood*, code of silence, whatever). He was the baby of his family. He had brown eyes. He said people had brown eyes because they were full of shit up to their forehead. His Mom died when he was 12. He had a severe hearing deficit that was never addressed, as many Veterans do. He was diabetic although it was never addressed. He had metabolic syndrome although it was never addressed. He always kept, cleaned and took great care of his German Ruger which was kept in the headboard of their bed. We learned at an early age where it was and to "respect" it.

He either fished or stayed in his bedroom watching old war movies in his later years and went to flea markets occasionally. His back also started giving out. He refused to go to a doctor. I do not recall that he ever did until his 70's when he developed skin cancer (fisherman's arms). Then he wore a hat like Lawrence of Arabia. They took real good care of him at whichever doctor / hospital he'd gone to. Someone trashed all of his records upon his death as I found only a few after Mom passed away - a statement from CMS Medicare - a summary of claims processed dated 6/13/2003 from a Dr. John W. Petrozzi in Barnegat - $70 for an office visit dated 4/25/03. It was denied. Reason? "a. Our records show that the date of death was before the date of service. b. You do not have to pay this amount., c. The name or Medicare number was incorrect or missing. Ask your provider to use the name or number shown on this notice for future claims." My oldest brother wanted his "Red Dawn" book back. We never found it in the house but we combed through everything looking for it.

He would go meet his buddies for breakfast at a local diner. He was always mad at one of them at any given time. He had a loud, infectious laugh and a loud boisterous voice. He was also a tinsmith and spent a good portion of his Winters melting lead in the basement to make fishing sinkers. He had freezers full of bait (and hundred dollar bills wrapped in tin-foil). He was a phenomenal cook - he loved the typical German/ Polish/ Hungarian meat & potatoes diet. He adored his fatty meats (bacon, pork, Szalolonna, etc....). He never ate anything sugary except for tons of fresh fruit nightly. He only ate Wonder Bread (white) and tons of processed lunch meats (favorite was Lebanon Bologna). He came home for lunch daily for his bread and tomato sandwich w. fresh radishes on the side w. salt, He did like his Navy Bean Soup with ham. He also spent his afternoons at the American Legion drinking beer. The only "ritual" I remember aside from cleaning his gun weekly and going to Church with us once a year (Christmas) was breaking out the Limburger cheese every Sunday. That was the day we would all hold our noses and run out of the house screaming.

He would go fishing twice a week - a 1 1/2 hr. drive from Trenton & Lawrenceville, NJ to Waretown, NJ, where he docked his boat. There was a sharp turn around Cranberry Lake where he would drive 100MPH to try to scare us. It didn't. While smoking his cigars (that was not fun). I did, however, have many, many night terrors most of my younger life about being trapped in a car underwater, among others. Until I learned how to escape one if it indeed happened. My friends all received a glass-break tool for the holidays one year. www.thebugoutbagguide.com/best-car-escape-tool/

He taught me how to shoot guns, ride horses, sail and swim (by throwing me in deep waters without any life vest while he laughed),. I am not sure why so many fathers do this to their daughters....one would think they'd teach them how to swim, first. He taught me how to handle a boat, to navigate through channels, sandbars and the Barnegat Inlet. He taught me how to surf. He taught me to water ski (without knowing how to swim). He taught me to snow ski. He taught me how to drive (while using a quick backhand across the face if I made my turns too wide). He taught me how to shoot bow and arrow. He taught me how to shuffle, deal and play cards. He taught me how to detail a truck. He left me a $2,000 John Hancock Life Insurance policy which allowed me to purchase a Windows Millenium Edition Dell Dimension computer - my first Windows computer which enabled me to go back to school after my aneurysm. He taught me how to "be kind to animals" (after he beat them till they would no longer move) - I skip that part (hurting them). He & Mom hunted wild game (rabbits, pheasants and deer)) with 2 beagles (Tiny and Nellie who was later replaced by Rosie) which were kept outside year long. He had another dog before them - Speck. And another beagle, Queenie. He didn't mind me bringing home as many animals (and amphibians) as I was able. Except for snakes. Mom had a snake phobia and even the tiniest garter snake upset her, so I learned not to bring home snakes after the first one.

He frequently had his drinking buddies at the house till late at night. Mom always loved Frank Sinatra, hence he did his best to emulate him in every way he could. He built a beautiful bar in the basement - I was the family bartender. He got a player piano which was quite fun. He set us up with pinball machines, pool table, juke boxes, bowling machines, arcades, etc....which he'd gotten from his friend, Whitey Bralynski from Browns Novelty, who supplied the arcade, pinball machines & shooting games.to local diners, bowling alleys, etc. - an all cash business.

He & Mom hunted deer with bow and arrow together, also. They beat the shit out of us, whipped my brothers and I frequently (I was the only one to hit back). One of the more favorite methods of "teaching" was total isolation for a day or night or more (locked in a completely dark cellar way). He was not the major disciplinarian (at least not for me). We won't go there. He taught me how to not give a fuck about life although it was against my grain. The medical profession convinced him knee implants (which his body rejected) and various other surgeries would improve his quality of life - while in his 70's. They, as well as Medicare or the V.A. (not sure which), squeezed the last bit of benefits out of him prior to his death. He began getting major headaches. He took shark cartilage which his buddies told him would help with pain. He died a few months after these surgeries after he insisted he did not want a nurse visiting his house to change the packings after they removed a good portion of his colon. Unless of course, his insurance would not cover it. Mom was unable to pack his wounds. His neighbor Bobby LeFebvre would go over and do this. Dad never exercised although climbing up and down a ladder in his younger years qualified for a while. Other than passive sports (bowling) while younger. he did practice his boxing skills on the family although that extended out to cage fighting, MMA and simply total loss of control of his anger (on 3 little kids). Wills Eye Hospital in Philadelphia attempted to convince him he needed to have an eye surgery - he left there in the middle of the night - Mom and her neighbor, Judy, drove to go get him at 2AM. I had just returned to work after the aneurysm and could not leave my job II was partially blind and was taking the bus) so I was on the phone with Mom throughout the night. The hospital also attempted to convince him he'd had a brain aneurysm (he did not). He did have a small stroke one Thanksgiving Day and refused treatment at that time. But one day a week or two later he walked into a wall, fell, knocked himself out splitting his head open (and one eye went crooked) which concerned them, hence a visit to the hospital. We all do love the holidays, after all. Wills Eye Hospital removed one of my Mother's eyes - she was in her 70's also. They like to take eyes when they can - someone can always use them. He was a Democratic Committeeman in Lawrenceville, NJ, USA. He was also a boxer on his ship, a ship's cook, a roofing contractor, a great singer and comedian, and made friends wherever he went. He could be a very sharp dresser. He was also a die hard fisherman, a Charter Boat captain, and skilled builder, card player, gardener and carpenter. He was also an asshole, bigot and a stubborn fuck all his life. To the best of my knowledge, in spite of his earlier years as a boxer, he was never evaluated for TBI, trauma, hearing loss or any other neurological impairment or injury.

His favorite song was Frank Sinatra's "My Way". He loved to watch Dean Martin, All In The Family and Three's Company. He liked Chrissy. He never liked any of my friends and called all of my girlfriends (since elementary school) whores. He left instructions for Mom on how much to sell his boat, cars and trucks for and what to do with all his fishing stuff (an entire garage full) - that was very considerate, I thought. Once he & Mom were going to get a divorce - Dad said we had to choose who we wanted to live with. Ironically, I chose Dad. Brother Bob (the middle child) went hysterical and could not choose. So they reconciled after counseling with our Church pastor, we became The Brady Bunch and moved to the illustrious suburbs. Both he & Mom had themselves cremated and dumped in the Barnegat Inlet. We took Mom out on a neighbor's boat (Al Casamente, one of his fishing buddies who later was hitting on Mom, she said) - not sure who took Dad - perhaps it was one of his fishing buddies Jimmy McCarty. When their cat, Max died here in Kentucky his ashes were shipped to NJ and his neighbor Bobby again took care of it, so Max should be out there living with the fishes as well. I do not even remember which war Dad was in. - with everyone in our families on both sides generations back in wars, it became impossible to remember whose was whose, mostly because when I'd asked there were many different answers their paperwork disappeared. There was no obituary. No memorial service.

I was told two versions of how his Mom died. One was she was at the "beauty parlor" and died from what was called "beauty parlor stroke syndrome". The other story was she was getting her hair done and there was a mob bombing in which she was killed.

While Mom was sorting out his belongings after he allegedly committed suicide, she said she found a black bra in his closet. This would most likely account for why all of his belongings were disposed of.

RIP, Dad. Thank you for preparing me to deal with senior citizens. I hope I haven't created too much havoc as your Daughter (if I really was).

With Love,

Dysfunctional Veteran's Daughter

Moral of Story: Drinking, drugs, babysitters & kids don't mix. Think about it.

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Anni 1m* \m/ [ Chùa đừnt C.L.I.C.K !! ] by ShuPunz Phá Phách

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Ta nóiii dưỡq da cho nó trắq mà càq dưỡq nó càq đen =))))~ Khỗ thiệt đó !!!!!

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Scary clouds over New York City! by Adnan Islam

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Girl posing at a pitcher pump - Merritt Island by Florida Memory

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Persistent URL: floridamemory.com/items/show/144215

Local call number: n034862

Title: Girl posing at a pitcher pump - Merritt Island

Date: ca. 1907

Physical descrip: 1 photonegative - b&w - 4 x 5 in.

Series Title: General Collections

Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida

500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL, 32399-0250 USA, Contact: 850.245.6700, Archives@dos.myflorida.com

Patricia Stephens (later Due) with her mother in Belle Glade. by Florida Memory

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Persistent URL: floridamemory.com/items/show/296288

Local call number: DUE042

Title: Patricia Stephens (later Due) with her mother in Belle Glade.

Date: ca 1950

Physical descrip: 1 photoprint - b&w - 10 x 8 in.

Series Title: Patricia Stephens Due Collection

Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida

500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL, 32399-0250 USA, Contact: 850.245.6700, Archives@dos.myflorida.com

京都藍瓶｜Kyoto Blue bottle coffee by 里卡豆 Ricardo

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Plantsoenbrug,Groningen Stad, the Netherlands by Aheroy

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Delores McCoy with bridesmaids on her wedding day - Tallahassee by Florida Memory

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Persistent URL: floridamemory.com/items/show/319276

Local call number: RM0043

Title: Delores McCoy with bridesmaids on her wedding day

Date: 1954

Physical descrip: 1 digital image - b&w

Series Title: General (unprinted) Collection

Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida

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Leviathan and sphinx, Wacky Golf, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina (LOC) by The Library of Congress

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Margolies, John,, photographer.

Leviathan and sphinx, Wacky Golf, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina

1979.

1 photograph : color transparency ; 35 mm (slide format).

Notes:

Title, date and keywords based on information provided by the photographer.

Purchase; John Margolies 2010 (DLC/PP-2010:191).

Credit line: John Margolies Roadside America photograph archive (1972-2008), Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division.

Please use digital image: original slide is kept in cold storage for preservation.

Forms part of: John Margolies Roadside America photograph archive (1972-2008).

Subjects:

Miniature golf--1970-1980.

United States--South Carolina--Myrtle Beach.

Format: Slides--1970-1980.--Color

Rights Info: No known restrictions on publication. For more information, see "John Margolies Roadside America Photograph Archive - Rights and Restrictions Information" www.loc.gov/rr/print/res/723_marg.html

Repository: Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division, Washington, D.C. 20540 USA, hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.print

Part Of: Margolies, John John Margolies Roadside America photograph archive (DLC) 2010650110

General information about the John Margolies Roadside America photograph archive is available at hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/pp.mrg

Higher resolution image is available (Persistent URL): hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/mrg.03461

Call Number: LC-MA05- 3461

YX67 URL by Kenneth Barclay

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giá băn con tim lạh lùg

Tồi. Rất tồi :( sin ra đả k làm ai h.f cũg k zử đc h.f cho riêg mìh :((. Tuôi béc có níu kéo mng cũg k ỡz pên tuôi.

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thiên hạ :)).

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CameraWorld LIVE 2019 by Jeff Carter

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I hosted three Fujifilm photo walks at Brands Hatch for CameraWorld Live

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You can view his profile and gallery on the Fujifilm website fujifilm-x.com/en-us/photographers/jeff-carter/

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大阪｜Osaka by 里卡豆 Ricardo

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You have to admire the resilience and dignity with which the Japanese people are dealing with the current crisis caused by the earth quake, tsunami and now the nuclear reactor. It is horrible to watch human suffering, but I feel it is worse to watch and do nothing about it. To that end, I would like to help out in my small way. I am offering to give 100% of the profits from any sales of my photos from now through the end of March to Doctors Without Borders. To purchase prints, click on the link above.

My younger bother spent a year studying in Japan and still keeps in touch with the friends he made during his stay. Those friends are thankfully safe and they have been sharing some of their experiences and feelings with him throughout this disaster. There is a common theme of solidarity and hope in all of their stories. Here is a brief collection of posts from Japanese people regarding the crisis:

UN Secretary General, said, “Japan is one of the most generous and strongest benefactors, coming to the assistance of those in need the world over. In that spirit, the United Nations stands by the people of Japan and we will do anything and everything we can at this very difficult time.”

* On a platform

I’m twittering from the platform of Oedo Line heading for Hikari Gaoka. The platform is overcrowded. Actually, many can’t even get onto the platform and are waiting outside the ticket gate. But there is order. We are forming perfect lines. There is no partition rope but we leave room for people to walk through. Everyone is following instructions given by station staff. There is absolute order and calmness here, almost surreal in this situation. I am amazed by these people’s mental strength.

* Morning announcements

Employees gathered for morning announcements and this was said… “Whatever happens, we are in a position of responsibility. Let’s not show anxiety and welcome our customers with confidence to make them feel safe.” I was a bit moved. Let’s do this. Store is opening!

* A station employee

Tokyo Metro extended its hours of operation and operated throughout the night. I thanked one of the station employees and he replied with a smile saying, “It’s our duty and we are proud to serve when our services are most needed!” THANK YOU. YOU TOUCHED MY HEART.

*At the train station

I saw little kids telling a train station staff, “Thank you for doing your best to keep the train running yesterday.” The staff was crying. I cried big time, too.

* At a jammed crossing

I was driving home after the quakes. Streets were extremely jammed and at many crossings only one car could cross the street per green light. At a spaghetti crossing, all traffic was paralyzed for more than 5 min. All drivers, I encountered, waiting to cross streets were calm, giving way to others. All thru my 10 hr driving, I didn’t hear any honking except those showing gratitude to others. Of course this travel was scary but also heart warming. This experience made me like Japan all the more.

* Homeless People

Transport facilities were dead and I was so tired waiting so long. Then, a homeless guy gave me a cardboard saying “use this, it can warm you up”. I used to pass homeless people by even when they were begging…

* Artists

Many artists are painting and drawing to encourage people this time. Everybody is trying to do something they can do.

* Bakery

In the middle of the night, I was walking home from college. A lady at a bakery was giving out bread. She kept her bakery open till late hours and was doing what she could do to help others. I was so touched. Tokyo is still not a bad place to live! Such a heart-warming scene.

* Proud of Japan

I feel proud being Japanese. Everyone, either in the public or private sector, is trying to help each other so sincerely. I’ve heard truck drivers are offering help to transport needed goods to the affected areas. I’ve even heard yakuza mafias are volunteering to direct the traffic in Tohoku. I had been losing pride in this country recently, but I was wrong. Japan is such a great country with great people. I have been amazed by the goodwill of the Japanese people. Let us keep our spirit high and keep up the good work.

* At a supermarket

I was moved when I saw most people showed consideration for others by NOT buying more than what they absolutely need for the time being. Their act of conscience brought tears to my eyes.

* Everybody

I talked to a cab driver, a station master, and an elderly lady. They all couldn’t go home and were really tired, but showed no sign of stress in our conversations. They actually showed concern for me. I’m touched by everyone looking out for one another by realizing that “everyone is having a hard time.” This is the part of Japanese culture that I want to inherit and treasure.

* Keeping the door open

After all the news about trains suspending service, I was determined to walk home. I was heading west on Koshu Kaido Avenue, one of the major streets in Tokyo. There was an office building along the way, which kept its door open even around 9 at night. Who seemed to be an employee of that company was speaking aloud to those of us who had to walk long distance home, that their office was offering a space to rest and its restrooms were available. I was so moved and almost cried

* Free coffee

My husband walked for 4 hours to come back home. He was feeling weak at Akabane and this man offered free coffee saying “It’s pretty cold huh? Warm up with this hot coffee!” Thanks to him, my husband regained the strength to keep walking. It must have really touched him because he’s been repeating the story 5 times. Thank you to the man passing out free coffee.

*We’re closed today

One of our fellow part time workers is from the afflicted area of Tohoku region. My brother told one of the staff to tell him that he didn’t need to come to work today. That staff called him and said, “Hey, the store’s closed today. ”I was so moved by how he rephrased the message. That’s truly an example of consideration for others.

*Pray for Japan!

Cry! I was so touched I cried super hard! That international call from a stranger just now, it was a phone call of worry and support from someone who called their own number, except with Japan’s country code hoping to connect with someone in Japan! I didn’t quite understand the English, but I understood what the person was trying to say! S/he said a lot of people over there are “praying for Japan”!

*Everything’s alright

An American student living in the Chiba prefecture got on CNN. “I got in a panic, but Japanese people around me were different. They remained calm and gave each other considerate words. Check in on others to see everyone’s alright, cheer, and help each other. They were great. Japan will be alright.” The CNN reporter hoping to hear about panic was sort of disappointed…

*Unrivaled effort

I was so touched by the outstanding news that Japan Self-Defense Forces rescued almost 10,000 people from the disaster site. I had an opportunity to talk with the one who lives in Fukushima. He told me about the unrivaled effort of them. He said “people witnessed several of members of the Self Defense Forces carried 4 old people at a time, 2 on his back and 1 on each arm. Carrying 4 people at a time and run – they keep doing that without

enough eat and sleep. And there’s a smile on their face.”

* When I was young…

One day, I will tell my children and grandchildren. “When I was young, there was a huge earthquake. All the world united and helped each other. People’s feeling of goodwill was shining all over.”

*Volunteered

My father is going to be dispatched on a mission to the atomic power plant of Fukushima. I was close to crying when I heard that he volunteered for the mission, even though he retires in 6 months. “What we do now navigates the future of atomic power plant. I’m going there with a sense of responsibility.” He has been rather unreliable type at home, but… I couldn’t be prouder of him. I hope he’ll get back safe and sound.

* Okaerinasai=Welcome back!

O … Osanai (Don’t push)

Ka … Kakenai (Don’t run)

E … Egao wo wasurenai (Don’t forget to smile)

Ri … Riso wo sutenai (Retain the vision)

Na … Naite Stress hassan (Cry and release the stress)

Sa … Sayonara ha Iwanai (Never say goodbye)

I … Ikinobiru (Survive!)

I am certain that Japan’s rich culture will endure this crisis and emerge stronger for it. In the mean time, our thoughts go out to everyone affected.

About this Photo

This photo was taken during my trip through Japan with my brothers a few years ago. We were making our way North and had stopped at Kyoto for a couple of days to get to know the city. During one outing we walked through the Geisha District where all these mysterious ladies dwell. They are surprisingly hard to find and even when you do, you have to stay sharp because they disappear as quickly as they appear.

貴船｜京都 Kyoto by 里卡豆 Ricardo

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Two young brothers eating cotton candy at Quincy's Tobacco Festival - Quincy by Florida Memory

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Persistent URL: floridamemory.com/items/show/70158

Local call number: C014152

Title: Two young brothers eating cotton candy at Quincy's Tobacco Festival - Quincy

Date: October 11, 1950

Physical descrip: 1 photoprint - b&w - 5 x 4 in.

Series Title: Department of Commerce Collection

Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida

500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL, 32399-0250 USA, Contact: 850.245.6700, Archives@dos.myflorida.com

Miss America Marian McKnight and Bee Mueller, 1957 queen of the Florida Products Festival - Cypress Gardens by Florida Memory

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Persistent URL: floridamemory.com/items/show/74027

Local call number: C024097

Title: Miss America Marian McKnight and Bee Mueller, 1957 queen of the Florida Products Festival - Cypress Gardens

Date: 1956

Physical descrip: 1 photoprint - b&w - 5 x 4 in.

Series Title: Department of Commerce Collection

Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida

500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL, 32399-0250 USA, Contact: 850.245.6700, Archives@dos.myflorida.com

United States Naval Academy football guard Irvin Stark - Jacksonville by Florida Memory

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Persistent URL: floridamemory.com/items/show/17044

Local call number: PR30616

Title: United States Naval Academy football guard Irvin Stark - Jacksonville

Date: ca 1948

Physical descrip: 1 photoprint - b&w - 8 x 10 in.

Series Title: Print Collections

Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida

500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL, 32399-0250 USA, Contact: 850.245.6700, Archives@dos.myflorida.com

Oriental white paper lanterns at night by Andrés García

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Rows of oriental white paper lanterns at night in a narrow street in the Gion district of Kyoto, Japan.

Animaux- Studded Reflectors; OPEN NOW! by Vio Vyper / Animaux

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Introducing my studded reflectors! They are just the thing you need to complete your look.

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Three women at Florida Field - Gainesville by Florida Memory

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Persistent URL: floridamemory.com/items/show/266790

Local call number: TD00721A

Title: 3 women at Florida Field - Gainesville

Date: November 20, 1959

Physical descrip: 1 photonegative - b&w - 60 mm.

Series Title: Tallahassee Democrat Collection

Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida

500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL, 32399-0250 USA, Contact: 850.245.6700, Archives@dos.myflorida.com

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京都散策｜Kyoto by 里卡豆 Ricardo

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PSP Browser URL Inputer by Justin Lee

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Because I don't like the method of URL typing on PSP browser, I use Flash to develop a user interface for URL typing. Put the flile to memory stick duo, and go to file:/psp_url.swf to open the new interface.

PS: You could add this to your PSP favorites.

How to use:

Press O to start

Up and Down for choosing character

Right to enter

Left to delete

Press Go button to goto the URL you typed.

因為對PSP的瀏覽器輸入URL的方法不滿意，所以我自己利用Flash做了一個輸入網址的介面。下載後把psp_url.swf放到PSP內的記憶卡內，在網址列輸入file:/psp_url.swf，就可以開啟我做的這個URL介面。

PS:如果喜歡的話，可以把它加入書籤，方便後續使用。

操作說明：

先按O鍵開始

上下方向鍵選擇文字

右鍵輸入

左鍵刪除前一文字(串)

輸入完成後，移動游標到GO鈕上按O鍵

url by Steve Krohn

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LF52 URL by Peter Sedge

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Former Arriva DLP105 Reg LF52 URL in the road outside Mardens shortly after arrival

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眠月線｜阿里山 Alishan by 里卡豆 Ricardo

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