Grits and eggs for breakfast, made by moi! Great stuff!
A good day, even though it was blowing like it was March out there and raining like it was monsoon. The "stream" next to the house was boiling over. We are very happy the house sits on a hill and everything drains past it to the back yard.
Caught up on housework and then we caught up on some of our recorded favorite shows, "Project Runway" and "Millionaire Matchmaker" specifically. More great stuff.
I crashed a bit in the afternoon, but felt better when I laid down in bed and played with the iPhone...then got up in time for spaghetti and meat balls and a nice salad, with the salad dressing from Olive Garden--MORE GREAT STUFF!
I forgot to note that I found Ray Belding on Facebook. Ray was our (Mary Anne and me) mentor when we did our field placement for college, back in the day. We loved him and learned a lot from him and never forgot him. We did lose track of him though and the other day I took a chance and entered his name in Facebook. Lo and behold, there was only one Ray Belding on FB and it was "our Ray." I wrote to him and we have all renewed our acquaintance. I love Facebook for that.
Ray retired as a school social worker and is still very into birding. He inspired me in both areas. I wish I had his expertise in birding. Maybe soon we'll get together for coffee or something. Maybe I'll get him to take me birding.
I'm watching the Huskies dismantle Villanova....another taped event that I am "catching up on." This was a debacle...but aren't they all this year?
I love it.
Nighty night!
Monday, January 25, 2010
The Rest of the Story.....
Documents reveal Paul Harvey’s long friendship with FBI
By Ric Bohy
January 25, 2010 at 11:15am
Folksy radio commentator Paul Harvey ,who died a year ago at age 90, was a sub rosa broadcast voice for the FBI who maintained a mutually beneficial friendship with bureau director J. Edgar Hoover for two decades.
The relationship, and an instance of Harvey naming “known Reds” for U.S. Sen. Joseph McCarthy’s ruinous anti-communist House Unamerican Activities Committee in 1956, were disclosed with the release of nearly 1,400 pages of FBI documents to USA Today, the Washington Post and other news agencies. The previously secret materials were turned over in response to a one-year Freedom of Information Act request.
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Harvey, who for nearly 60 years concluded his broadcasts with the signature, “And that’s the rest of the story,” enjoyed an audience of as many as 24 million listeners who were unknowingly fed FBI propaganda to promote both the bureau’s work and the crime-busting image of its often vindictive director, Hoover.
J. Edgar Hoover
In the kind of irony that was a constant thread through Harvey’s broadcasts, the journalistic subterfuge began in 1951 when the Chicago radio and TV commentator, then 32, was caught trespassing on the grounds of the Argonne National Laboratory, a nuclear testing facility near Chicago.
Setting out to prove that security could easily be breached at the lab, Harvey drove there at night, threw his overcoat on the barbed wire topping its fence, and climbed over. He had intended to scratch his name on objects inside the fence to prove he’d been there, but was caught by security guards almost immediately after entering the property.
The U.S. attorney in Illinois assembled a grand jury to consider espionage charges against Harvey, but it declined to indict him. “Nothing in Harvey’s file suggests Hoover did anything to help,” The Washington Post reported yesterday. “But Harvey appears to have been grateful for something.”
Soon after, Harvey’s friend, Illinois Republican Congressman Fred Busbey, asked the FBI if he could bring Harvey in to thank Hoover. An internal FBI memo written in response noted that Harvey “has a history of emotional instability” but seemed to have been “rehabilitated” as an effective anti-communist.
Harvey met Hoover, and their back-scratching friendship began.
Among the disclosures also contained in the previously secret FBI documents:
Harvey corresponded regularly with Hoover and his minions, often submitting his radio scripts for their input and approval. In at least one case, Harvey read verbatim FBI revisions to his report.
In 1956, Harvey sent tips about “known Reds” at a Texas Air Force base to McCarthy and his witch hunters, whose paranoiac anti-communist crusade destroyed the careers of federal bureaucrats, Hollywood intelligentsia and others before McCarthy’s demagoguery was challenged and exposed by pioneering CBS News correspondent Edward R. Murrow.
In 1959, Harvey and the FBI colluded to go after author, psychiatrist, and educator Bruno Bettelheim after he had been critical of Hoover as well as U.S. law enforcement’s handling of juvenile delinquents.
By Ric Bohy
January 25, 2010 at 11:15am
Folksy radio commentator Paul Harvey ,who died a year ago at age 90, was a sub rosa broadcast voice for the FBI who maintained a mutually beneficial friendship with bureau director J. Edgar Hoover for two decades.
The relationship, and an instance of Harvey naming “known Reds” for U.S. Sen. Joseph McCarthy’s ruinous anti-communist House Unamerican Activities Committee in 1956, were disclosed with the release of nearly 1,400 pages of FBI documents to USA Today, the Washington Post and other news agencies. The previously secret materials were turned over in response to a one-year Freedom of Information Act request.
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Harvey, who for nearly 60 years concluded his broadcasts with the signature, “And that’s the rest of the story,” enjoyed an audience of as many as 24 million listeners who were unknowingly fed FBI propaganda to promote both the bureau’s work and the crime-busting image of its often vindictive director, Hoover.
J. Edgar Hoover
In the kind of irony that was a constant thread through Harvey’s broadcasts, the journalistic subterfuge began in 1951 when the Chicago radio and TV commentator, then 32, was caught trespassing on the grounds of the Argonne National Laboratory, a nuclear testing facility near Chicago.
Setting out to prove that security could easily be breached at the lab, Harvey drove there at night, threw his overcoat on the barbed wire topping its fence, and climbed over. He had intended to scratch his name on objects inside the fence to prove he’d been there, but was caught by security guards almost immediately after entering the property.
The U.S. attorney in Illinois assembled a grand jury to consider espionage charges against Harvey, but it declined to indict him. “Nothing in Harvey’s file suggests Hoover did anything to help,” The Washington Post reported yesterday. “But Harvey appears to have been grateful for something.”
Soon after, Harvey’s friend, Illinois Republican Congressman Fred Busbey, asked the FBI if he could bring Harvey in to thank Hoover. An internal FBI memo written in response noted that Harvey “has a history of emotional instability” but seemed to have been “rehabilitated” as an effective anti-communist.
Harvey met Hoover, and their back-scratching friendship began.
Among the disclosures also contained in the previously secret FBI documents:
Harvey corresponded regularly with Hoover and his minions, often submitting his radio scripts for their input and approval. In at least one case, Harvey read verbatim FBI revisions to his report.
In 1956, Harvey sent tips about “known Reds” at a Texas Air Force base to McCarthy and his witch hunters, whose paranoiac anti-communist crusade destroyed the careers of federal bureaucrats, Hollywood intelligentsia and others before McCarthy’s demagoguery was challenged and exposed by pioneering CBS News correspondent Edward R. Murrow.
In 1959, Harvey and the FBI colluded to go after author, psychiatrist, and educator Bruno Bettelheim after he had been critical of Hoover as well as U.S. law enforcement’s handling of juvenile delinquents.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Wow, what a difference a day makes now! Yesterday was my best day since before surgery. I felt really good. Got up late, again. yTook a shower, got dressed and waited for Roxie, who was coming to visit.
She arrived, we chatted with Sandy (who had to get up, the dogs were making such a fuss) and then Roxie and I went to Ruby Tuesday's for lunch. Sandy stayed home because Jean and Frank were coming up with a load of firewood.
We had a great time, chatting away, getting caught up on stuff. Andrew goes back to school today and Virginia is doing good. I even got the salad bar and it was good!
Then we came home and visited some more, having some good laughs with Sandy. Roxie had to get home as she had housework to do.
Sandy and I watched Clint Eastwood in "Gran Torino" and we loved it. We love Clint anyway, but this one was special. I know people didn't like the racial and ethnic slurs in the movie, but you have to understand that there are still people who talk like that. People need to get over themselves.
Unfortunately, we had to keep pausing the movie while I ran back and forth to the bathroom. Finally, at 9pm we decided to stop the whole thing and finish the movie later. So, we went up to bed, Sandy promptly fell asleep, I kept up my bathroom adventures. Sometime in the middle of the night, things settled down a bit, so I could get some sleep. Sandy let me sleep in this AM, again. It's getting to be the routine for me...get up at noon, go to bed early....up and down to the bathroom all night.
I don't mind it though...things are flowing, if you know what I mean. I much prefer that to being "stopped up."
Sandy is reading about a new Disney resort that they are building on Hawaii. We love the sounds of it so much, we have just pledged to save our $$ so we can go there when it opens in Sept 2011. Or maybe we'll wait until it's been open for awhile. I think it's a very worthwhile goal!
Now I just have to get back to work to make more $$$!!
Watching the Jets beat the Colts (so far) and loving it. I'm rooting for the Jets and the Vikings, don't know exactly why, but it feels right.
later.
She arrived, we chatted with Sandy (who had to get up, the dogs were making such a fuss) and then Roxie and I went to Ruby Tuesday's for lunch. Sandy stayed home because Jean and Frank were coming up with a load of firewood.
We had a great time, chatting away, getting caught up on stuff. Andrew goes back to school today and Virginia is doing good. I even got the salad bar and it was good!
Then we came home and visited some more, having some good laughs with Sandy. Roxie had to get home as she had housework to do.
Sandy and I watched Clint Eastwood in "Gran Torino" and we loved it. We love Clint anyway, but this one was special. I know people didn't like the racial and ethnic slurs in the movie, but you have to understand that there are still people who talk like that. People need to get over themselves.
Unfortunately, we had to keep pausing the movie while I ran back and forth to the bathroom. Finally, at 9pm we decided to stop the whole thing and finish the movie later. So, we went up to bed, Sandy promptly fell asleep, I kept up my bathroom adventures. Sometime in the middle of the night, things settled down a bit, so I could get some sleep. Sandy let me sleep in this AM, again. It's getting to be the routine for me...get up at noon, go to bed early....up and down to the bathroom all night.
I don't mind it though...things are flowing, if you know what I mean. I much prefer that to being "stopped up."
Sandy is reading about a new Disney resort that they are building on Hawaii. We love the sounds of it so much, we have just pledged to save our $$ so we can go there when it opens in Sept 2011. Or maybe we'll wait until it's been open for awhile. I think it's a very worthwhile goal!
Now I just have to get back to work to make more $$$!!
Watching the Jets beat the Colts (so far) and loving it. I'm rooting for the Jets and the Vikings, don't know exactly why, but it feels right.
later.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
I love my iPhone. I have so many applications on it that are wonderful and I'm enjoying most of them.
The Facebook app helps me stay connected to my pals and family who are on Facebook, without having to start up the computer. The email app has me checking my mail from just about anywhere I can get a wi-fi connection....and some places where I can't connect!
I love the "Live Cams" app....it has live cameras from all over the world. I lie in bed at night, before I go to sleep and check out my favorites: the penquins in the Japanese zoo; the hotel reception desk in Russia (I love the two girls who work there most nights); the city hall square in Malmo--where Birgitta and Mats took me when I went to visit them in Sweden; the pyramids in Egypt; the doggie day care in Colorado; etc. etc.
One night, when I was spending a lot of time on the toidy, I was checking out different cameras all over the world. I found on in Hungary, it looked like a bus stop or something. It was rather dark, and there were three guys there, all bundled up in their hats, coats, boots and gloves. One of the guys was doing most of the talking, his hands were flying all over the place. The other two just stood there, listening and stomping their feet in the snow. I watched these guys for a long time.
Then it dawned on me.....here I am, sitting on a toilet Griswold CT, USA, watching three strangers in Hungary in the middle of the night....and they don't even know it! What a strange world we live in.
I'm used to being on camera--at work we are videoed most every time. Even when we are in the hallways, we are on camera. I don't even think about it anymore. I read a few years back that the average American is on camera 26 minutes a day....at the bank, at the gas station, on the street, etc. I'll bet it's an even higher amount of time now. So, SMILE, you may be being watched by someone sitting on the toilet in Hungary!
Speaking of the camera in Malmo...when Maria and I go there this summer--we are going to call Sandy from the square, and she can go online and watch us wave to her! That would be fun!
Charmine came by for a visit today. It was nice to have contact "with the outside world." Here's hoping I'll be up to getting out and about soon.
That's it from here.
Nighty night!
The Facebook app helps me stay connected to my pals and family who are on Facebook, without having to start up the computer. The email app has me checking my mail from just about anywhere I can get a wi-fi connection....and some places where I can't connect!
I love the "Live Cams" app....it has live cameras from all over the world. I lie in bed at night, before I go to sleep and check out my favorites: the penquins in the Japanese zoo; the hotel reception desk in Russia (I love the two girls who work there most nights); the city hall square in Malmo--where Birgitta and Mats took me when I went to visit them in Sweden; the pyramids in Egypt; the doggie day care in Colorado; etc. etc.
One night, when I was spending a lot of time on the toidy, I was checking out different cameras all over the world. I found on in Hungary, it looked like a bus stop or something. It was rather dark, and there were three guys there, all bundled up in their hats, coats, boots and gloves. One of the guys was doing most of the talking, his hands were flying all over the place. The other two just stood there, listening and stomping their feet in the snow. I watched these guys for a long time.
Then it dawned on me.....here I am, sitting on a toilet Griswold CT, USA, watching three strangers in Hungary in the middle of the night....and they don't even know it! What a strange world we live in.
I'm used to being on camera--at work we are videoed most every time. Even when we are in the hallways, we are on camera. I don't even think about it anymore. I read a few years back that the average American is on camera 26 minutes a day....at the bank, at the gas station, on the street, etc. I'll bet it's an even higher amount of time now. So, SMILE, you may be being watched by someone sitting on the toilet in Hungary!
Speaking of the camera in Malmo...when Maria and I go there this summer--we are going to call Sandy from the square, and she can go online and watch us wave to her! That would be fun!
Charmine came by for a visit today. It was nice to have contact "with the outside world." Here's hoping I'll be up to getting out and about soon.
That's it from here.
Nighty night!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Today's Tuesday, no? NO! It's Wednesday and I only know that because Carol was home today....this is her day off.
I had a looooong night. Up to the bathroom so many times I lost count. Then had some problems getting back to sleep at times. Stayed in bed today, got up, took a shower, then felt so shaky I went back to bed. Stayed there until almost 3:00! Then I got up, dressed and walked around the driveway, five times. That's what I've been doing each day, walking the driveway, round and round.
I can't stop thinking about the people in Haiti. That's one of the things that keeps me up at night. I think about how lucky I am to have food in my stomach, something to drink, a warm bed to sleep in....We have no idea what deprivation is.
Jim Calhoun is taking a medical leave. This is weird as I was thinking about him last week and thinking that he was just about "due" for one of his "spells" where he is dehydrated, or exhausted or has the stomach flu, etc. I think he should think again about retiring. He thought about it last year....time to rethink.
Something I keep forgetting to write about here, or maybe I had decided NOT to mention it....but I'm going to now. Some time last Spring I woke up in the morning and the number EIGHT was right in the front of my mind. It was a very strong premonition. Eight....and I knew it was associated with my cancer. I thought: does this mean I have eight years to live? or eight years until it comes back again? Or what? I put it in the back of my mind and didn't tell anyone...except Sandy (but I waited to tell her that--didn't say anything until the fall).
The other day I woke up and thought about the number eight again. I counted the number of months there are between March--when I last had chemo and November--when the cancer was back. Guess what? EIGHT!
I don't say that I always believe in these things...but sometimes.....
Sandy's making barbecued chicken for supper. That should help jumpstart my chemo cravings for barbecue! YAY!!! Food is tasting better....it lasts a few days and then fades. Thankfully!
Tonight I'll watch the Husky men try to win again. They are really in a slump. But with Calhoun gone, George will be coaching and the guys really respond to him. They'll be winning one for the Gipper tonight!
Nighty night.
I had a looooong night. Up to the bathroom so many times I lost count. Then had some problems getting back to sleep at times. Stayed in bed today, got up, took a shower, then felt so shaky I went back to bed. Stayed there until almost 3:00! Then I got up, dressed and walked around the driveway, five times. That's what I've been doing each day, walking the driveway, round and round.
I can't stop thinking about the people in Haiti. That's one of the things that keeps me up at night. I think about how lucky I am to have food in my stomach, something to drink, a warm bed to sleep in....We have no idea what deprivation is.
Jim Calhoun is taking a medical leave. This is weird as I was thinking about him last week and thinking that he was just about "due" for one of his "spells" where he is dehydrated, or exhausted or has the stomach flu, etc. I think he should think again about retiring. He thought about it last year....time to rethink.
Something I keep forgetting to write about here, or maybe I had decided NOT to mention it....but I'm going to now. Some time last Spring I woke up in the morning and the number EIGHT was right in the front of my mind. It was a very strong premonition. Eight....and I knew it was associated with my cancer. I thought: does this mean I have eight years to live? or eight years until it comes back again? Or what? I put it in the back of my mind and didn't tell anyone...except Sandy (but I waited to tell her that--didn't say anything until the fall).
The other day I woke up and thought about the number eight again. I counted the number of months there are between March--when I last had chemo and November--when the cancer was back. Guess what? EIGHT!
I don't say that I always believe in these things...but sometimes.....
Sandy's making barbecued chicken for supper. That should help jumpstart my chemo cravings for barbecue! YAY!!! Food is tasting better....it lasts a few days and then fades. Thankfully!
Tonight I'll watch the Husky men try to win again. They are really in a slump. But with Calhoun gone, George will be coaching and the guys really respond to him. They'll be winning one for the Gipper tonight!
Nighty night.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Food tastes terrible. It is a real chore to make myself eat. I managed to have a protein shake this morning, a cup of chicken noodle soup for lunch and a quarter of a hamburg patty, some potato and some spinach tonight. After each I sit there and go "blagggghhhh."
At least the nausea meds keep me from throwing the food up!
Last night I missed my little Rocky sleeping with me. The little crud slept with JEAN all night! He even growled at Sandy when she went in to say goodnight to Jean! He is so funny. I did have Bubbles snuggled up to me all night though.
Today, besides the appetite, I just don't feel right. Sandy suggested I try the energy drink, which I did...and it helped me to feel better! I think I'll take one of those a day for awhile....to see how it goes. It can't hurt!
Oh, and I was able to do three laps around the perimeter of the driveway....up to the mailbox, around and back! Exercise helps with the fatigue from chemo, they say. So I'm going to make myself move every day. Again, it can't hurt!
Tomorrow is Ryan's birthday and everyone is going to Olive Garden. I'll probably skip it, unless I feel A LOT better when it's time to go. I'll miss seeing the "birthday boy" but I'm sure they will have a good time without me.
Now I'm going to try some of that ginger ice cream Sandy got for me. Maybe that will help "kick start" my taste buds.
Nighty night!
At least the nausea meds keep me from throwing the food up!
Last night I missed my little Rocky sleeping with me. The little crud slept with JEAN all night! He even growled at Sandy when she went in to say goodnight to Jean! He is so funny. I did have Bubbles snuggled up to me all night though.
Today, besides the appetite, I just don't feel right. Sandy suggested I try the energy drink, which I did...and it helped me to feel better! I think I'll take one of those a day for awhile....to see how it goes. It can't hurt!
Oh, and I was able to do three laps around the perimeter of the driveway....up to the mailbox, around and back! Exercise helps with the fatigue from chemo, they say. So I'm going to make myself move every day. Again, it can't hurt!
Tomorrow is Ryan's birthday and everyone is going to Olive Garden. I'll probably skip it, unless I feel A LOT better when it's time to go. I'll miss seeing the "birthday boy" but I'm sure they will have a good time without me.
Now I'm going to try some of that ginger ice cream Sandy got for me. Maybe that will help "kick start" my taste buds.
Nighty night!
Saturday, January 16, 2010
One down, five to go!
Had my first chemo session yesterday. Everything went well....no adverse reactions to the carboplatinum. I actually got done faster than we thought I would, we were out of there just after 3pm! And next time it will be even faster, as I got a bit of a late start as they had to do an EKG on me before I got started yesterday.
Sandy took me for the chemo, I think she will be taking me to all of these. We brought Lily with us as we didn't want her to have to stay in the kennel for that long. She loved being in the car and slept out there. Sandy would go out and take her for a walk and sat out in the car with her for awhile as I was sleeping in the chemo chair. Sandy went to Wendy's to get me lunch and Lily got all upset, thinking they were leaving me behind. Sandy said she whined and fussed, until Sandy told her they were just going to get lunch! She settled down when they came back, and was really happy to see me when I was done.
I felt really good after the chemo and right up until this afternoon, and then all the extra steroids I had taken yesterday wore off and I had to go upstairs and crash in bed. I had forgotten what that feels like, now I remember! HA HA!
My taste buds are already "off"....food tastes blah. Oh well, I know that doesn't last too long, this too shall pass!
Tonight I'm enjoying watching the Huskies humiliate the Irish. I was hoping for a great game, but this is fun too! When it's over, it will be time for beddy-bye. Jean is staying with me tonight, to see how I do. If the dogs want to get up, we'll see if I can handle it. I think I will be able to, but if I can't, she'll help.
The only problem right now is the damn bowel thing again. I'm "stopped up" again, so it's back to the Miralax for me! Yuck! Oh well, may that be the worst thing that happens....
Looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, with my little boy, Rocky, snuggled up to me. And maybe my little girl, Bubbie, snuggled up by my knees.
Nighty night!
Sandy took me for the chemo, I think she will be taking me to all of these. We brought Lily with us as we didn't want her to have to stay in the kennel for that long. She loved being in the car and slept out there. Sandy would go out and take her for a walk and sat out in the car with her for awhile as I was sleeping in the chemo chair. Sandy went to Wendy's to get me lunch and Lily got all upset, thinking they were leaving me behind. Sandy said she whined and fussed, until Sandy told her they were just going to get lunch! She settled down when they came back, and was really happy to see me when I was done.
I felt really good after the chemo and right up until this afternoon, and then all the extra steroids I had taken yesterday wore off and I had to go upstairs and crash in bed. I had forgotten what that feels like, now I remember! HA HA!
My taste buds are already "off"....food tastes blah. Oh well, I know that doesn't last too long, this too shall pass!
Tonight I'm enjoying watching the Huskies humiliate the Irish. I was hoping for a great game, but this is fun too! When it's over, it will be time for beddy-bye. Jean is staying with me tonight, to see how I do. If the dogs want to get up, we'll see if I can handle it. I think I will be able to, but if I can't, she'll help.
The only problem right now is the damn bowel thing again. I'm "stopped up" again, so it's back to the Miralax for me! Yuck! Oh well, may that be the worst thing that happens....
Looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, with my little boy, Rocky, snuggled up to me. And maybe my little girl, Bubbie, snuggled up by my knees.
Nighty night!
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