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Ruchi Narula becomes the proud winner of “Archerz Mrs India 2017” between tough competition of hundreds of contestants, Ruchi has covered a long journey to achieve this position, 21 years ago she won her first tittle of ‘Miss Fresher’, she has always participated enthusiastically every contest whichever was a part. Archana Tomar, President of ‘Archerz Mrs India’, founder Tushar Dhaliwal and Ashish Rai the presenter gave her a big boost in her journey to become ‘Mrs World’.
Ludhiana girl Ruchi got married to Sandeep Narula in Patiala, her husband Sandeep always keep her motivating and encouraging so that she can follow her passion besides taking care of the family, she got a huge welcome party from her friends and colleagues after winning “Archerz Mrs India 2017” crown.
We went to McMenamins Edgefield in Portland, Oregon for a Death Cab for Cutie concert on the lawn.
Canon G12 > Eye.fi Mobi > DROID3 > later processed in LR5
"Edgefield History
At Edgefield, during its seven-decade run as a poor farm, a remarkable array of personalities congregated under its roof: sea captains, captains of industry, school teachers, ministers, musicians, loggers, nurses, home builders, homemakers, former slaves and slave owners. There were Germans, Italians, Japanese, Chinese, Native Americans, African Americans; Catholic, Protestant, Muslim, and Buddhist. Frankie of "Frankie and Johnny" notoriety was there. The nephew of celebrated Confederate General Stonewall Jackson surpassed age 100 while at Edgefield. The one common thread among them was, at one time (and perhaps others) in their lives, each needed a "leg up."
Many of the residents, or inmates as they originally were called, supplied the labor for the 300+-acre farm. Overseen by a succession of well-seasoned, college-educated farm supervisors, Edgefield was a model of agricultural efficiency and production. The fruit, vegetables, dairy, hogs, and poultry raised on property was sufficient for feeding the population at the poor farm, as well as the county hospital and jail. Many years, surplus quantities were canned and sold on the open market.
Perhaps the greatest challenge for the farm supervisor was maintaining an adequate and capable labor force. Field "workers" were constantly coming and going and of course none were hired for their farming expertise. Outside labor gangs were periodically contracted-farm students, prisoners, prisoners of war, even some of Oregon's first Braceros (migrant workers from Mexico)¬-to supplement the on-site force.
The Great Depression was one notable period when the labor supply was not an issue. In the early 1930s, when so many people needed "legs up," Edgefield's population swelled to over 600, nearly double its normal number. Closets were converted and residents put three or more to a room in an ongoing effort to accommodate the great demand. The poor farm's basement quickly emerged as a veritable bazaar made up of booths operated by the legions of unemployed craftsmen and artisans living upstairs. The pool of talent and services available in those basement booths drew faithful patronage from Portland customers.
In the 1940s, when World War II put Americans back to work, Edgefield's population shrank considerably, and those who remained were many Depression-era residents who had number of residents who had reached an advanced age or state of incapacity to prevent their departures. To better suit these needs, in the Post War years, Edgefield took on more of a role of a nursing home and rehabilitation center, though the farm operation continued through the 1960s.
In the 1970s, Edgefield saw fewer incoming patients as private nursing homes and in-home care became more accessible with the rise of Welfare and Medicaid. A shrinking population and a complex of aging buildings in need of daunting repairs forced the decision to close the old poor farm. In April 1982, the last patients were relocated and the place was locked up, though not too securely.
For the remainder of the 1980s, the elements and vandals¬-mostly bored teenagers¬-wreaked havoc on the property. Burst pipes sent water everywhere, windows were broken, every surface was spray painted with graffiti, and everything not bolted down was stolen. The place that for decades had been a refuge for thousands of needy souls was now a liability to the county. Arrangements to demolish the building were put in place.
It would have happened, too, if it weren't for those pesky Troutdale Historical Society folks who decried such a move a "foul and unjust fate!" These courageous and resolute history-minded folks waged a five-year fight to save. Once victory was theirs, however, the bigger battle began: Who wants an old poor farm, anyway? A listing with a New York auction house prompted exactly no bids.
Enter brothers and Portland sons, Mike and Brian McMenamin. Amongst the ruins of Edgefield they saw a fabled gathering spot, a village populated by artists, artisans, gardeners, craftspeople, musicians, and folks from surrounding communities. The people holding the purse strings didn't see it.
General confusion reigned amongst the moneylenders. They felt Mike and Brian's proposal was a somewhat vague and decidedly different direction for the brothers, who to that point had opened a handful of neighborhood pubs in the Portland area. By 1990, though, the pair had developed a pretty good sense about the philosophy and verse of pubs, having opened their first in 1974.
On their journey of discovery, the brothers' definition and expectations of a pub broadened. At the absolute core is a welcoming gathering spot for people of all ages. It needn't depend on trendy décor; rather the people who have gathered and their conversations create the finest atmosphere (though, good music, good beer and good food often will enhance the experience). From this core, radiated such new rays as breweries, movie theaters, lodging rooms, artwork and history. But all this proved to be just a foundation for what a pub could be.
Braced with some experience, brimming with ideas and enthusiasm, and given a proverbial blank canvas with Edgefield, all that was needed was financing. The money finally came when two separate banks agreed to loan the brothers enough to accomplish the first stage. When (if?) that was completed, additional funding would be forthcoming. WaHoo!
First came the winery, in 1990. The following year saw the opening of a brewery, and the Power Station pub, movie theater and McMenamins first venture into lodging: eight rooms. Through word of mouth and minimal advertising, people started to come-despite the property's then remote location on a county road, 16 miles distant from the company's Portland customer base.
And the people came, the McMenamins' faithful, disciples of the then-raging Microbrew Revolution. They were curious about this big new adventure, tolerant of the tumble down condition of the rest of the property, and thirsty for a good brew!
This initial spurt of success allowed the adventure to continue: renovation of the main lodge into hotel rooms, specialty bars, a fine dining restaurant, and inventive event spaces. Also, wondrous gardens, artisans shops, concerts, big and small, and golf.
Every salvageable building, shed, and outbuilding of the old poor farm that could be found beneath the rampant wild blackberries was saved. The mechanics facility became a festive event space called Blackberry Hall. The root cellar-turned stable found new life as the Distillery and clubhouse for the golf course. The delousing shed was reborn as the Black Rabbit House bar. Even the poor farm incinerator got a creative transformation into the Little Red Shed, prototype of McMenamins' long line of small bars to follow.
A blending of art and history has become another of the property's attractions, another McMenamins' first that germinated at Edgefield. A team of more than a dozen artists was turned loose on the place, armed with tales and photos of the poor farm, its residents, and the surrounding area, with the directive to celebrate the rich past while doing away with the property's institutional feel. Now, it's hard to find a surface not enlivened by an artistic flourish and nod to the past.
McMenamins Edgefield continues its emergence as a pub of a most delightfully broadened definition, a village of artisans and publicans. The ever-evolving mélange of personalities, events, landscape and architecture makes for a truly extraordinary setting, inseparable from its poor farm past, and soon to be augmented by new lodging rooms in the 1962 county jail facility, and who knows, maybe a 360-degree bar in the old farm silo."
I attended a church sale today and found a basket of vintage booklets, mainly cooking. It goes without saying that I bought nearly all of them. This is one of my favorites.
Trapped train passengers drew comfort from each other
HIGASHI-MATSUSHIMA, Miyagi Prefecture--Setsuko Shibuya cheated death by a whisker.
The 61-year-old homemaker was on a train bound for Ishinomaki, a city north of Sendai, when she felt the first jolt of the Great East Japan Earthquake.
The magnitude-9.0 temblor caused the train to sway violently. Minutes earlier, it had departed from Nobiru Station on the JR Senseki Line, which hugs the coastline only 700 meters away.
"The swaying was so strong that I thought the train would flip over," said Shibuya, a resident of Higashi-Matsushima. "It also felt like that the train was being tugged up from above."
The train operator and the conductor urged passengers to remain calm, after they began to shout and whimper with fear. When a thundering roar was heard coming from the sea, passengers saw a wall of water approaching.
The enormous wave engulfed the area.
Fearing the tsunami would swallow the train, Shibuya could not stop shaking. From the window, she saw people being carried away by the waves. Some men inside the train managed to grab hold of a man in his 70s clutching onto a piece of roof in the raging torrent.
A male caregiver who was a passenger looked after him.
As night fell, temperatures reached freezing and it began to snow. To keep the chill out, passengers huddled in one car throughout the night, sharing scarfs and disposable hand warmers. Offering words of encouragement to comfort each other, they shared their box lunches.
They fashioned bed for those who they had plucked from the waves with padded cushions from the train seats.
When the water receded the following afternoon, the passengers formed pairs of a younger person with a senior citizen, to walk to a nearby shelter under the guidance of train staff.
Shibuya could not contact either her husband, 63, or her daughter, 24, until Monday, when the family was finally reunited at a shelter.
"I would have not made it if the quake had hit when the train was at the station because it is so near the sea," Shibuya said, her eyes clouding in tears.
Nobiru Station was the closest train station to the beach, a local summer resort, and is only a few meters above sea level.
The tsunami demolished the station.
While Shibuya's train emerged relatively unscathed from the disaster, another one that left the station in the opposite direction around the same time didn't.
The first two cars of that train derailed and flipped sideways. The remaining cars were carried away by the tsunami and pushed along at almost 90 degrees to the tracks, bending the train into a V configuration.
The inside of the cars were covered with mud and other debris. Seats were wrenched out and tossed around carriages.
Marks on the wall showed that the tsunami was reached 1.2 meters high.
The fate of the passengers remains unknown.
This article was written by Toru Okuda and Hideyuki Miura, staff writers of the vernacular Asahi Shimbun.)
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A mangled JR Senseki Line train is contorted into a V shape by the March 11 tsunami. (Photo by Yoshihiro Yasutomi)
Supposedly open this week.
- Barbecues Galore Superstore Chadstone Opening 17th November
The Chadstone Lifestyle Precinct will open on Friday 19th November with lots of free giveaways and fun activities for the kids.
Chadstone Lifestyle Precinct
675-685 Warrigal Road
Chadstone, VIC 3148
October Afternoon's Modern Homemaker was a featured Kit Terrific Klub issue. We used it to make four scrapbook page layouts and we also created a pretty little chipboard scrapbook with another complete kit. This book is bound with a spiral binding done with the Cinch (We R Memory Keepers)
Amanda Cagle receives he crown was last year’s Junior Livestock and Homemakers Show queen Lilly Hernandez during the pageant on Thursday evening. Marissa Rodriguez was crowned Princess and Hailee Schauer was awarded Miss Congeniality.
1st Edition, "Homemakers Guide to Creative Decorating", 1952. Authors: Hazel Kory Rockow, PhD, Julius Rockow.
a photo of a photo... (l.to r.) Mignon Doran, Lisa Clapp, Iris Shreve, Adron Doran...
In 1970, when I was a sophomore in high school, Lisa Clapp and I got the chance to visit Morehead State University for a Kentucky Future Homemakers of America conference. Meeting President and Mrs. Adron Doran was a very special treat for both of us.
This newspaper photo was accompanied by a bit of Western Kentucky trivia explaining that both of our fathers were students and athletes at Wingo High School while Dr. Doran was principal and coach and Mrs. Doran was a teacher. Lisa's father was also the Kentucky state representative from the 3rd District, the same area Dr.Doran represented for four terms.
My father always spoke very highly of Dr. Doran and his wife. After meeting them myself, I too was truly impressed by their genuine kindness. They spent alot of time with us that afternoon and showed us around like royalty. It was big-time for a 15 year-old far away from home (all the way across the great commonwealth of Kentucky)!
So fun revisiting old memories as I sort through all the things I have pack-ratted all these years... lol
Yesterday I was in Suzy Homemaker mode and I whipped up what I could out of the shelves, and here's what I had as of bedtime:
1 loaf wheat bread
1 loaf oatmeal applesauce bread
1 pone of maple cornbread
28 whole wheat banana chocolate chip muffins (not quite that many now)
7 half pints of muscadine jelly
2 pints of cherry freezer jam
1 pint of marinara sauce
1 quart of tomato juice
Fudge and peanut butter fudge on the way.
Zucchini bread still to come - but I'm out of eggs.
Photo courtesy of Sara's insanely cool dang camera.
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This house was designed by my grandfather, R. Duane Conner, in 1957 as part of the Electri-Living program sponsored by the now-defunct Living For Young Homemakers magazine. Although it doesn't look like much from the outside, this open floor-plan home is filled with unaltered mid-century architectural detail and charm. See other photos of interior of house.
Originally, a concrete brick wall of round circles outlined the front of the house where the fence is now.
Personal Information
Born Frederick Douglass Patterson, October 10, 1901, in northeast Washington, D.C.; son of Mamie Brooks Patterson, a music teacher and homemaker, and William Ross Patterson, school principal and lawyer; married Catherine Elizabeth Moton in June 1935; 1 son, Frederick Douglass, Jr.
Education: Attended Prarie View State College, 1915-1919; Doctorate in Veterinary Medicine, 1923, Iowa State University; Masters in Science, 1927, Iowa State University; PhD in Bacteriology, 1932, Cornell University.
Career
Instructor, Veterinary Medicine and Chemistry, Virginia State University, Petersburg, Virginia, 1923-27; Director, School of Agriculture, Virginia State University, 1927-28; Director of Veterinary Medicine and Instructor of Bacteriology, Tuskegee Institute (now Tuskegee University), 1928-31, 1933-34; Director, Department of Agriculture, Tuskegee Institute, 1934-35; President, Tuskegee Institute, 1935-53; President, Phelps-Stokes Fund, 1953-70.
Life's Work
Frederick Douglass Patterson was born October 10, 1901, in the Anacostia section of Washington, D.C., to Mamie and William Patterson. The couple had moved to the nation's capital two or three years previously with their other five children from Texas. Mr. Patterson thought he would be able to find better work in Washington due to the lesser amount of racial problems there than in Texas. He named his youngest son after educator and abolitionist Frederick Douglass, whose onetime home was a couple of blocks away from where they lived.
Frederick's mother was a music teacher and his father was a school principal. They had both received their college degrees from Prairie View College in Texas. Once they arrived in Washington, his father returned to school at Howard University to study law. Mr. Patterson passed the D.C. bar shortly after Frederick was born. Despite all the hard work his parents did to improve the life of the family, nothing could stop them both from dying of tuberculosis before Frederick was two years old. The same illness would also claim one of Frederick"s brothers a few years later.
Frederick initially went to live with a friend of the family, "Aunt" Julia Dorsey. His siblings all went to live with different family friends except his oldest sister, Wilhelmina Bessie, who was old enough to support herself and attend the Washington Conservatory of Music. In his autobiography Patterson says, "I called Aunt Julia my Civil War aunt, because she was born during slavery." They continued living in the house of his parents when Frederick was still young, and he also started school there.
When Frederick was about seven-years-old his sister Bessie assumed his guardianship. She had finished school and was looking for work. She knew some of the family relatives and decided to go to live in Texas where she thought she would have the most assistance in finding work. Over the next few years Frederick and Bessie were often living in different cities. She was often unable to find teaching work where Frederick could live with her. So Frederick lived with different members of the family while attending school . From the fourth through the eighth grades Frederick attended Sam Houston College. Although called a college, Sam Houston also had primary and high school divisions too. "I didn't object to school, but I didn't do much with I, Patterson said in Chronicles of Faith. "At the time I didn't take my studies seriously. I finished the eighth grade many whippings later." His classmates that year voted Frederick least likely to succeed.
From the eighth grade through the end of High School Patterson attended another boarding school at a college. This one was at Prairie View College, where his parents had attended. Bessie had secured a job teaching and directing the choir at the school, so the two of them lived together there in Prairie View, Texas. During the summers, he took odd jobs to earn money. One of these was as a driver for a wealthy family. Although Frederick had never driven before applying for the position, he got the job and taught himself to drive. He also taught himself how to play tennis, which became a lifelong hobby. Patterson says he became interested in school when he had to do his work study in the Agriculture Department of the school. He worked for two veterinarians his last couple years of high school. It motivated him so much, spending time with the animals, that he decided he would go to college to become a veterinarian.
Because the veterinarians he worked with at Prairie View had attended Iowa State University in Ames, Iowa, Patterson decided that he too would go to Iowa for schooling. Since being an out-of- state student is more expensive than being a commuter, Patterson moved to Ames and lived there awhile before he registered for school. Frederick Patterson worked many different jobs while putting himself through veterinary school. He worked at a hotel, washing and ironing clothes, cooking, being a janitor, and running a rug cleaning business. Anything to make ends meet. He lived with six other people on the second floor of a business. He was one of very few black students at Iowa State at that time, and for a while, the only black student in the veterinary program. Patterson said in Chronicles of Faith that the only time he had problems with discrimination was when he had to go to military camp one summer in college. Part of his schooling was paid for by the Student Army Corps. He spent the summer training with the Army and was a reserve when he finished school in exchange for the Army paying for some school. At this camp students were segregated by race for dinner. He and one other black student ate at a separate table from all the other white students. Dr. Patterson says that after he returned to Iowa State the other students that had also been at the military camp treated him differently than they had before they went, "they treated me as a pariah," said Patterson. "I learned a lesson with regard to race that I never forgot: how people feel about you reflects the way you permit yourself to be treated. If you permit yourself to be treated differently, you are condemned to an unequal relationship."
Frederick graduated with a veterinary medicine degree in 1923. He moved to Columbus, Ohio to live with his brother John. He only stayed a short time in Ohio, but did manage to pass the examination for licensure of veterinarians in that state. It was shortly after that Patterson was offered a job as professor of veterinary medicine and chemistry at Virginia State University in Petersburg, Virginia. Patterson worked for three years teaching at Virginia State and decided he would return to Iowa State for his master's degree. Once he completed his master's, he was promoted to Director of the Agriculture program at Virginia State. After being on the job for only a year, Patterson accepted a job with Tuskegee Institute (now Tuskegee University) in Tuskegee, Alabama. It was a more important place to research and teach Patterson explained in his book.
Patterson taught bacteriology and was head of the Veterinary Department at Tuskegee. In 1932 he took a leave from his job to earn his doctoral degree from Cornell University in Ithaca, New York. After being back a year at Tuskegee, Dr. Patterson was made head of the Agriculture Department there. He only remained on that job for a year before he was named President of Tuskegee. That same year he married Catherine Moton, daughter of Robert Russa Moton, the former President of Tuskegee. Many people at first were not happy with Patterson as President. They thought he had gotten the job because he married Mr. Moton's daughter. Dr. Patterson however managed to quell the talk when he took the school from the brink of bankruptcy and stabilized Tuskegee's money flow within a few years of becoming President.
Among changes at Tuskegee brought about by Frederick Patterson was the new division of domestic service, with a four year program in nutrition and personal services. He also began a program which changed how sharecroppers and poor farmers lived. Wood for houses had become expensive, so with the help of the School of Mechanical Industries, Patterson designed a house of concrete block. The materials for this house could be found on most farms as the concrete was made with the local clay soil and a little concrete. Soon such houses were appearing all over the south. Patterson also started the George Washington Carver Foundation in 1940. This fund was used to encourage and fund scientific research by African Americans.
One of the more well-known feats of Patterson's administration was the start of the black Army Air Corps at Tuskegee. The school initially used a former cow pasture as the runway. Several pilots were recruited and instruction began. This program led to the group of pilots known as the Tuskegee Airmen, well-known for their bravery in World War II. Although Dr. Patterson drew some flack for the program because of the discriminatory policies of the military, the program was a commercial success with extensive training for black pilots in military and commercial fields.
According to The New York Times, "Dr. Patterson soon learned that the school's continuing leadership role brought letters from other schools asking for advice on how to raise money. In 1943 he wrote a column in The Pittsburgh Courier proposing the creation of a consortium of black colleges that would raise money for their mutual benefit." about one year later in 1944, 27 schools came together to form the United Negro College Fund. The first year the UNCF raised over 750,000 dollars for its member colleges. These days a yearly telethon hosted by entertainer Lou Rawls raises millions for the organization and is its most prominent fundraiser. This act by Dr. Patterson is viewed my many as his most important act during his life. He served as President of the UNCF from 1964-66.
In 1953 Frederick Patterson retired from Tuskegee. He became president of the Phelps Stokes Fund. Phelps Stokes was started in 1901 and funds the education of African students as well as African American and Native American students in the United States. Dr. Patterson was president of the fund from 1953-70. It was during this work that he organized the Cooperative College Development Program to assign federal money to pay for the improvement and maintenance of the black college's physical plant.
In 1970 Dr. Patterson left Phelps Stokes to head up the Robert R. Moton Institute. This institute was established to boost the endowments of black colleges. It has served as a stabilizing influence for several schools because of cutbacks in federal funding in the last several years. In 1987 Patterson was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom by Ronald Reagan. In 1988 he was awarded the NAACP Spingarn Medal for "his belief that human productivity and well-being in a free society are the end products of determination and self-preparation."
On April 26, 1988, Frederick Douglass Patterson died in New Rochelle, New York. Donald Stewart former president of the College Board of the National Association of Schools and Colleges called Dr. Frederick Patterson "a visionary and pioneer in American higher education and in Black American higher education," in The New York Times. "He broke new ground for minority students and was always looking ahead into the next decade for new ways to finance education." In memory of his many years of service and dedication to his job the UNCF in 1996 announced the founding of the Frederick D. Patterson Research Institute. It will be the first major research center devoted to black educational data and policy.
Awards
Honorary Doctorates from Lincoln University, Virginia State University, and Wilberforce University; Presidential Medal of Freedom, 1987; Spingarn Medal, 1988.
My grandmother Louise, then aged 51, in the kitchen at their old house in the western suburbs of Minneapolis in 1969. She personified the Good Housekeeping seal.
1st Edition, "Homemakers Guide to Creative Decorating", 1952. Authors: Hazel Kory Rockow, PhD, Julius Rockow.
Marissa Rodriguez was crowned princess of the Bee County Junior Livestock Show during the pageant Thursday evening. Amanda Cagle was crowned the queen and Hailee Schauer was awarded Miss Congeniality. Giving Rodriguez her crown was former princess Maddie Rodgers.
HomeMaker And Artist
Employment from home.
(writing)
(Poetry)
(Vocals)
(Photography)
(Tv Commercials)
(Radio)
Paid in the mail weekly or often, good salary and willing to start soon. thanks!
Terrileigh
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1. At the end of the rainbow
2.Only you lord
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Email-chwastykterrileighbelle@yahoo.com
1st Edition, "Homemakers Guide to Creative Decorating", 1952. Authors: Hazel Kory Rockow, PhD, Julius Rockow.
1st Edition, "Homemakers Guide to Creative Decorating", 1952. Authors: Hazel Kory Rockow, PhD, Julius Rockow.
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