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Survivors gather to commemorate 1906 earthquake

COLLEEN VALLES, Associated Press Writer

Wednesday, April 18, 2001




(04-18) 17:29 PDT SAN FRANCISCO (AP) -- More than a dozen survivors of the San Francisco earthquake of 1906 gathered at a historic fountain Wednesday morning for a wreath-laying ceremony marking the 95th anniversary of the disaster.

In 1906, Lotta's Fountain served as a meeting point for survivors looking for loved ones. This year, survivors met at the fountain as sirens blared at 5:12 a.m., the exact time of the quake.

Most of the survivors were toddlers during the 7.8-magnitude quake that killed about 700 people and triggered a fire that all but destroyed the city. Many remember the commotion but said they were too excited to be scared.

Flora Allen, 98, was almost 4 when she was woken up by the shaking.

``I was screaming,'' she said. ``I remember my mom dressing us up all nice and warm and putting us in the middle of the street, not having any drinking water, my brothers showing us at night how red the sky was because the city was burning.''

Allen, who has lived in Mexico and elsewhere in Latin America, now lives in Alameda and said the earthquake taught her not to worry.

``Something's going to happen no matter where you go,'' she said.

Bessie Shum was 2 when the earthquake happened. She recalled her father rushing in and telling the family there was no time to pack. He had to carry her mother out because, as part of Chinese tradition, her mother's feet were bound and she could not walk.

Others remembered what their parents told them about the quake and its aftermath. Marie Sagues, who was 2 days old at the time, said her parents and others put stoves out in the street because they couldn't cook in the house.

The earthquake lasted at least 45 seconds, about twice as long as is typical, and traveled along an almost 300-mile stretch of the San Andreas fault. Many survivors have said they heard a low rumbling that grew louder before the ground began to shake, said Jack Boatwright, a geophysicist for the United States Geological Survey.

Land along the fault sank as much as 5 feet and shifted sideways up to 26 feet, Boatwright said. The quake was probably centered off the coast of San Francisco. During the next 30 years, there's only a 5 percent chance the region will experience a quake the size of the 1906 temblor, he added.

The survivors were treated to breakfast Wednesday at the Westin St. Francis hotel, one of the few buildings that made it through the quake. In the hotel lobby, photographs of the city after the quake show piles of rubble in the streets, with only a few buildings standing.

Shake, Rattle and Roll
Bill Haley and The Comets


Get out from that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans
Get out from that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans
Well, roll my breakfast 'cause I'm a hungry man

Chorus:
I said Shake, rattle and roll
I said Shake, rattle and roll
I said Shake, rattle and roll
I said Shake, rattle and roll
Well, you never do nothin' to save your doggone soul

Wearin' those dresses, your hair done up so nice
Wearin' those dresses, your hair done up so nice
You look so warm, but your heart is cold as ice

Chorus

I'm like a one-eyed cat, peepin' in a sea-food store
I'm like a one-eyed cat, peepin' in a sea-food store
I can look at you, tell you don't love me no more

I believe you're doin' me wrong and now I know
I believe you're doin' me wrong and now I know
The more I work, the faster my money goes

Chorus

SHAKE, RATTLE AND ROLL

You know, Bob and Raggedy, this particular observance about the quake was a response to a thread by Phoenix on inappropriate laughter.

So many serious topics have been twisted into jokes and it is rather like defusing a tense situation, but when the laughter is genuine and not a nervous giggle, there is really nothing one can do, no matter how many frowns of disapproval one gets, a real laugh is simply not controllable.

What do our listeners think?

You can always count on me to be inappropriate.

Well, Bob honey, Shake-Rattle-and Roll is one of my favs, so you garnered a big get down smile for me.

Listeners, did you realize that this Tour de France will be Lance Armstrong's final? He's retiring after this final race;

Sports News

Armstrong to Retire After Tour De France

Published: 4/18/05











AUGUSTA, Ga. (AP) - Lance Armstrong will retire from professional cycling after this summer's Tour de France, ending one of the great careers in all sports.

"I have decided the Tour de France will be my last race as a professional cyclist," he said Monday.

Armstrong, 33, will attempt to win his record seventh straight Tour de France in July. Before Armstrong, no racer had won more than four straight Tour de France races or five overall.

His streak of six straight titles, along with his inspirational recovery from testicular cancer, has made him a superstar in the sport and an international celebrity.

Armstrong's possible retirement plans had become the focus of growing speculation as he spoke in recent months that he wants to spend more time with his three.

Hey, speaking of France, where is Francis, on a tour?

Happy hour now. Back later.

Rollin' Stone - The Fontane Sisters

Rollin' stone
(Nothin' but a rollin')
Rollin' stone, just a rollin' stone
Rollin' stone, just a rollin' stone
Rollin' stone, just a rollin' stone
One day you'll be all alone

Rollin' stone
Rollin' stone, just a rollin' stone
One day you'll be all alone

You'll never gather moss
You'll win a love and gain a loss
You will look all around
And that lost love can't be found

Rollin' stone
Rollin' stone, just a rollin' stone
One day you'll be all alone

You're out with one girl tonight
And then you've changed before daylight
Your heart is always in flight
Now ask yourself, is that right

Rollin' stone
Rollin' stone, just a rollin' stone
One day you'll be all alone

When you're old and all alone
With no one to call your own
Maybe then you will see
Just how wrong you can be

Rollin' stone
Rollin' stone, just a rollin' stone
One day you'll be all alone

Don't make your life one big fling
Give wedding bells a chance to ring
Why wait too late, too late
Both candle ends you just don't burn

Rollin' stone (Rollin'stone)
Rollin' stone, just a rollin' stone
One day you'll be all alone

Rollin' stone, just a rollin' stone
One day you'll be (You'll be) all alone

edgar, you really amaze me, my friend.

A rollin' stone and a pet rock.

Well, WA2K radio fans. It seems it's back to us Yanks again. Such a pity, no?

A Sunday school song remembered:



The wise man built his house upon the rock,
The wise man built his house upon the rock,
The wise man built his house upon the rock,
And the rains came tumbling down!


The rains came down and the floods came up,
The rains came down and the floods came up,
The rains came down and the floods came up,
And the house on the rock stood firm.


The foolish man built his house upon the sand,
The foolish man built his house upon the sand,
The foolish man built his house upon the sand,
And the rains came tumbling down!


The rains came down and the floods came up,
The rains came down and the floods came up,
The rains came down and the floods came up

(finish it in your own mind, listeners)

Anyway, fans. The lesson there has to do with, not so much literal interp, but choices we must make in life, and then, there are the choices that make us.

Hosanna me built a house, oh
Hosanna me built a house, oh
Hosanna me built a house, oh
Hosanna me built a house, oh

House built on a weak foundation
Will not stand oh no
Stoics stall thru all creation
Will not stand oh no
House built on a weak foundation
Will not stand oh no
Stoics stall thru all creation
Will not stand oh no

Hosanna, well come wash it down
Sun come burn it up
Storm come blow it down
This house could never be
This house could never be
It would be weak you see

House built on a weak foundation
Will not stand oh no
Stoics stall thru all creation
Will not stand oh no

Hosanna me built a house, oh
Hosanna me built a house, oh
Hosanna me built a house, oh
Hosanna me built a house, oh

House built on a rock foundation
It will stand oh yes
Stoics stall thru all creation
It will stand oh yes

Hosanna, well come wash on it
Sun come shine on it
Storm can't blow it down
This house will always be
This house will always be
It will be strong you see

Hosanna me built a house, oh
Hosanna me built a house, oh
Hosanna me built a house, oh
Hosanna me built a house, oh

Hmmm, edgar. That sounds rather reggae. Why am I not surprised.

How wonderful to be able to see all sides and still survive.

I was thinking of Sidney Poitier today and his academy award for Lilies of the Field. There's a man for all seasons.



The Impressions:

Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen
sing it over
Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen
See the little baby
Wrapped in a manger on Christmas morning
singing in the temple
Talking with the elders
Tomorrow there's wisdom

Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen
Hallelujah
Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen
Down at the Jordan
John was baptizing and saving all sinners
See him at the seaside
Talking with the fisherman
And made them disciples

Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen
Keep on pushin now
Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen
Hallelujah now
Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen.

Selah

Goodnight, my friends. Hold good thoughts for someone who I know that is in despair. It's the best that we can do from where we are around the world.

From Letty with love

Around the world I?ve searched for you
I traveled on when hope was gone to keep a rendezvous
I knew somewhere, sometime, somehow
You?d look at me and I would see the smile you?re smiling now

It might have been in county down
Or in new york, in gay paree , or even london town
No more will I go all around the world
For I have found my world in you


It might have been in county down
Or in new york, in gay paree , or even london town
No more will I go all around the world
For I have found my world in you

In 1977 the British newspaper The Guardian published a special seven-page supplement in honor of the tenth anniversary of San Serriffe, a small republic located in the Indian Ocean consisting of several semi-colon-shaped islands. A series of articles affectionately described the geography and culture of this obscure nation. Its two main islands were named Upper Caisse and Lower Caisse. Its capital was Bodoni, and its leader was General Pica. The Guardian's phones rang all day as readers sought more information about the idyllic holiday spot. Few noticed that everything about the island was named after printer's terminology. The success of this hoax is widely credited with launching the enthusiasm for April Foolery that then gripped the British tabloids in the following decades.

I just had a close call with a hoax email. Calling themselves PayPal, these cretins wanted me to 'update' my personal information. I was about halfway through the process before my wife advised me to examine the email more objectively. Fortunately, none of the info was transmitted.

My word. Pay, pal! Not much of a joke there. These boys were criminals.
I think the meanest crime of all is the "confidence trick".
I get quite right-wing when I consider fitting punishment for the perpetrators of some of these.

Boy, I just don't want to get started this morning. You drank too much last night. If I survive, it's not too much. Did you see that wreck in the mirror? No, I was a little short on courage today. Well you better have some breakfast and your panacea coffee. Good idea. I just heard about a drinker's diet. Wuzzat? Allan Sherman told me about it. Oh yeah! Here it is.


Allan Sherman
»
The Drinking Man's Diet


Oh, I'm on the Drinking Man's Diet,
It came from a book I was loaned.
It's really terrific and quite scientific
And I'm half stoned.
For breakfast some cornflakes and vodka,
But cornflakes have carbohydrate;
So I don't eat those fattening cornflakes,
I eat the vodka straight.
Drink, drink, everyone drink;
It's not as bad as we used to think.
With every Manhattan your stomach will flatten,
So drink, drink, drink.
The Air Force invented this diet,
A fact which they hotly deny.
Of course they deny it, 'cause this is the diet
That got the Air Force high.
For lunch you can have three martinis,
What better lunch is there than that?
But caution: do not eat the olives,
'Cause olives make you fat.
Drink, drink, everyone drink;
It's not as bad as we used to think.
If pounds you would burn off, then turn on your Smirnoff,
And drink, drink, drink.
For dinner, a nice Scotch and soda
Now that oughtta help you to lose.
No whipped cream, no butter, just lay in the gutter
And booze, booze, booze.
Suppose you should meet a policeman,
Who says you've been quenching your thirst;
You just tell him it's physical fitness
And health comes first!
Drink (hic!), drink (hic!), booze everywhere (hic!);
Pass that decanter of bourbon there.
I'm fatter than ever, but here's what's so clever:
I don't care!

Good morning, WA2K fans and audience.

It seems that our Bob may be a wee bit hung over this morning, but Allan Sherman once again saved the day. Love that parody, Bob.

edgar, scams are one reason that I don't do business on the internet. I received the very same message some time ago and didn't fall for it, because I didn't do pay pal nor have I ever.

McTag, I am totally with you, and just glad that edgar's wife is as sceptical as I.

In the news this morning.

It seems as though that recalcitrant iceberg has broken off a chunk of Antartica. I do wonder what the implications are for our planet?

Back later, folks. Must attend to my house guests needs, or in this case, let them help me with mine.

I don't normally do business online, except there are products I buy from Australia. Snail mail is too slow, so I recently opened a PayPal account. I blame the FDA; if they hadn't banned these things, I would still be doing business the old way.

You know, listeners, Often I wonder just what these federal watch dogs really do. I think departments that are created to protect the tax payers, often do just the opposite, and every time the American congress starts to consider new legislation, I get truly apprehensive.

Interesting bio found on the web:



Master Xu Yun - Empty Cloud


Xu Yun is a modern Master that only died in 1959, so there are lots of photos and details in his life story.

Like a lot of the traditional Indian Masters he was disenchanted with this life's "pleasures" while very young. His understanding of impermanence drove him to the monastic life early.


Xu Yun's Stupa
At 55, he was meditating at the temple. A monk poured him some tea, accidentally spilling some on his hand. The boiling water scalded his hand, causing him to drop the cup. When Empty Cloud heard the sound of the breaking cup, he was enlightened.

FYI: Most Zen enlightenment experiences are not during meditation, but while working or being challenged by a teacher.

Enlightenment meant that he could perceive reality directly, without relying on the ego's feeble metaphors and interpretations. such a person has the power to understand, think and speak more clearly than ordinary people. This gave him great power to change and improve things in a good way. Even still, such a person needs time to adjust to their new experience of reality and to remove their last remaining, very subtle attachments. It could be compared to a blind person whose sigh tis restored. It takes a while for them to see what we see in the way we se it.

After his enlightenment, he walked to Tibet, Burma and Thailand. He collected money to restore the major Zen temples in China, including the Yunmen temple above and Huineng's Nanhua temple.

Like legendary Zen monks, he spent years in mountain caves, meditating and living off the mountains meagre fare. One time he went into deep mediation (Samadhi) and work up several days later to find tiger tracks in the snow outside his cave. At this time, his Spartan lifestyle left him looking like a mountain spirit. More than once his appearance frightened off people that met him in the mountains.

Empty Cloud never got involved in politics in spite of many opportunities. Later during China's cultural revolution a young communist cadre beat him for days. During this time he expressed his sympathy for them since he know that people only behave this way that are already suffering greatly, and the will suffer more in the future for the karmic results of their actions. After a few days the cadre were told by Beijing not to touch him and they fled in fear.

Even in his later years when his fame had spread, Empty Cloud was extremely modest, and averse to luxury. Empty Cloud wanted Zen to be transmitted to the West.

My word, folks! Could you ever, ever live that sort of life?

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Police in Ariz. Seek Monkey for SWAT Team

Mon Apr 18,10:12 PM ET Top Stories - AP



MESA, Ariz. - The Mesa Police Department is looking to add some primal instinct to its SWAT team. And to do that, it's looking to a monkey.



"Everybody laughs about it until they really start thinking about it," said Mesa Officer Sean Truelove, who builds and operates tactical robots for the suburban Phoenix SWAT team. "It would change the way we do business."


Truelove is spearheading the department's request to purchase and train a capuchin monkey, considered the second smartest primate to the chimpanzee. The department is seeking about $100,000 in federal grant money to put the idea to use in Mesa SWAT operations.


The monkey, which costs $15,000, is what Truelove envisions as the ultimate SWAT reconnaissance tool.


Since 1979, capuchin monkeys have been trained to be companions for people who are quadriplegics by performing daily tasks, such as serving food, opening and closing doors, turning lights on and off, retrieving objects and brushing hair.


Truelove hopes the same training could prepare a monkey for special-ops intelligence.


Weighing only 3 to 8 pounds with tiny humanlike hands and puzzle-solving skills, Truelove said it could unlock doors, search buildings and find suicide victims on command. Dressed in a Kevlar vest, video camera and two-way radio, the small monkey would be able to get into places no officer or robot could go.


It has been a little over a year since Truelove filed a grant proposal with the U.S. Department of Defense under the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency, and he is still waiting for word.


If the grant goes through, Truelove plans on learning how to train the monkey himself and keeping the sociable monkey at home, just like a K-9 officer would. He projects that $85,000 in grant money would outfit the monkey with gear and pay for veterinarian care, food and habitat for three years.

Song for the primates:

Way down in the congo land lived a happy chimpanze.
She loved a monkey with a long tail--and Lordy how she loved him.
Each night in the pale moonlight sitting in the coconut tree,
And the monkey gay at the break of day loved to hear her chimpy say:


"Abba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba"
said the monkey to the chimp.
"Abba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba"
said the chimpee to the monk.
All night long they chattered away.
All day long they were happy and gay,
swinging and swaying in a honky, tonky way.


"Abba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba dabba"
said the chimp, "I love but you."
Abba dabba dabba in monkey talk means
"Chimp, I love you too."
Then the ol' baboon, one night in June,
married them and very soon,
they sailed away on an abba dabba honeymoon.