Someone just sent me this, an obituary for one of my ancestors, Maria Wolf Van Note. The genealogy community are great people!
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Someone just sent me this, an obituary for one of my ancestors, Maria Wolf Van Note. The genealogy community are great people!
ajh
THE POST-JOURNALISM ERA
In 2016, staff at The New York Times embarked on “a wrenching pivot from a journalism of fact to a ‘post-journalism’ of opinion.”
“The experiment proved controversial. It sparked a melodrama over standards, featuring a conflict between radical young reporters and befuddled middle-aged editors. The requirements of a newspaper as an institution collided with the call for an explicit struggle against injustice.”
“The goal of post-journalism, according to media scholar Andrey Mir, is to ‘produce angry citizens.’”
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Everett Hay, Salmon Derby Finalist, Third Round
I had no idea that my great uncle, Everett Hay, ever fished. But he is listed as a third round finalist, second from last on the list, in The Seattle Times Salmon Derby of 1940. His catch was an impressive, at least to me, twenty pounds.
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It’s quite remarkable to find a photograph of yourself featured prominently in your hometown paper.
It isn’t a recent one, thank God. This photo is from the microfilm archives. It dates to 1984, the second year of a youth running event called the Awesome 3000.
The more I look at it, the more I am convinced that it’s me. And is that my sister, Jennifer, standing by my side?
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The Case of the Missing Mendel Manuscript
Ever since learning about my own DNA, I have become fascinated with genetics, particularly the human kind. That fascination extends to Gregor Mendel, an Austrian monk who lived in the 19th century. He discovered the basic principles of heredity through experiments in his garden using plants such as peas.
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FOOTNOTE
I first posted this on my experimental blog at webs.com. Why? Because the wifi at the local Whole Foods would not let me publish it at WordPress for some reason.
I like reading the newspapers and came upon this, crumb rubber, from one in New Mexico.
I have never seen the term before. It has a sort of tastiness to it, but I doubt anyone should be eating the stuff.
I am wondering if it is the strange pellets that are kicked up on artificial play fields. It is curious material. I think my niece tried eating some of it once. Her mother caught on and stopped her before any became lunch. Or maybe it was my littlest nephew.
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