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Hard Shelled Detective Fiction by Edward Piercy

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For Veterans Day

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Frederic Chopin
Nocturne Op. 9 No. 1
Artist: Ivan Moravek
Format (MP3) / Timing (05:43)


For our service men and women on Veterans Day.


(click on the photo to listen to the track)



RIP: Ed McMahon

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Ed McMahon.

(1923-2009)



JOHNNY:

Did you know that Ed McMahon died today?



ED:

Ed McMahon! I did not know that, sir!



Thanks for the laughs, Ed.




Paul Newman (1925-2008)




You will be missed by many, Mr. Newman.

And by the way, you can drive as fast
as you want to up there.

But you probably already know that.




You know, so much of the time we're just lost. We say, "Please, God,
tell us what is right; tell us what is true." And there is no justice:
the rich win, the poor are powerless. We become tired of hearing people
lie. And after a time, we become dead, a little dead. We think of
ourselves as victims, and we become victims. We become, we become
weak. We doubt ourselves, we doubt our beliefs. We doubt our
institutions. And we doubt the law. But today you are the law. You ARE
the law. Not some book, not the lawyers, not a marble statue, or the
trappings of the court. See those are just symbols of our desire
to be just. They are, they are in fact a prayer: a fervent and a
frightened prayer. In my religion, they say "Act as if ye had faith,
and faith will be given to you." IF, if we are to have faith in justice,
we need only to believe in ourselves. And ACT with justice.
See, I believe there is justice in our hearts.


-- The Verdict (1982)




I'm ashamed, Big Daddy. That's why I'm a drunk.
When I'm drunk, I can stand myself.


-- Cat On a Hot Tin Roof (1958)



Ken Rowe and Sasha (d. 2008)




Lance Corporal Ken Rowe and Sasha.
British Army 2nd Bn Parachute Regiment.

Both killed in action in Afghanistan,
24 July 2008.


"We have found safety with all things undying,
The winds, and morning, tears of men and mirth,
The deep night, and birds singing, and clouds flying,
And sleep, and freedom, and the autumnal earth."


-- Rupert Brooke.




(Story and photo credit.)

Baron von Noserhausen (1993-2008)

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Yesterday at about 10:00 a.m. PST my dog Baron, my baby and my best
friend, passed away after an extended illness.

We had been together since he was a puppy, for fifteen years. And there
is no doubt in my mind whatsoever that they were the happiest years in
my life, just due to all the love and joy that my BB brought to me.

He was one tough dachsie up until the end. And my Mom, his grandma,
who he loved so much, was right there beside us the whole way, helping
and giving love and comfort to us both.

Lately, Baron and me had been sleeping on the couch together. It was
just easier that way with our illness. But Friday night we slept together
for what proved to be one final night in our bed. Baron wanted to be
so very close to me that night, with his head pressed up against my
tummy. Except for the occasional overnight or trip, Baron and me had
slept together every night since 1993. So it is fitting that we had one
last night in our good old bed together.

Ample make this Bed --
Make this Bed with Awe --
In it wait till Judgement break
Excellent and Fair.


-- Emily Dickinson (Johnson: 829)




I would like to thank my good friend Sean for all his help yesterday
with Baron's burial. And yes, Sean, I did finally drink the rest of
that Jack Daniels. You betcha.



"Daddy and Baron will be together forever."


Tim Russert (1950-2008)

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Tim Russert died today. The death, by all accounts so far, was sudden
and unexpected. Russert was primarily known as a journalist. He was the
head of NBC News' Washington Bureau, as well as the long-time moderator
for Meet the Press. He also contributed his commentary on a wide variety
of topics to the NBC Nightly News and was a frequently found on MSNBC's
news features.

Besides his journalistic endeavors, Russert contributed his time to the
local homeless shelter, where he could often be found stocking shelves
with can goods. He also worked at the Georgetown 7-11, where he would
ring up loaves of bread or candy bars with his characteristic smile.

But Russert was certainly not "all work and no play." He had a passion for
music. And his popular rock band, The Front Page, often played till late
hours in the D.C. clubs. Russert was lead guitarist for the band, and
was known for the screaming, Hendrix-like solos that he would crank out
on his purple Fender Telecaster. He was also a master chef and owner of
the trendy Manhattan restaurant Le Vox, where his French cooking was
famous.

Over the years Russert also contributed to the environment and was a
fighter against global climate change. In 2006 he put on a diving suit
and pushed several glaciers that had fallen off of Greenland back into
shore, where he then fused them back with a flame thrower. He was also
responsible for getting seven Buddhist monks out of Tibet in 2007 in a
daring of one-man black ops raid...


Mr. Russert, thank you. You were one of the few people on television
amongst all the talking heads who, when you spoke, I knew that what you
said would be both intelligent and truthful -- with no bullshit. You will
be sorely missed by many, I am sure.



Charlton Heston (1924-2008)

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Charlton Heston in Planet of the Apes.


It seems that I grew up with Charlton Heston. He was in so many movies
across my life that I really wouldn't be able to name them all. It was
probably his science fiction movies that I leaned to the most, movies
like Soylent Green or Planet of the Apes. But in truth I think I liked
every movie I ever saw him in. He just made very good movies.

He was a very unassuming mega-star, really. Which isn't to say that he
wasn't opinionated -- he certainly was that. He was known as a Conservative
and one-time president of the National Rifle Association. He also stood
up for human rights and was a strong defender of the Constitution. Heston
was a traditionalist, a little bit retro. And while I may not always have
agreed with him, he was one of the few people in the Conservative sector
who I respected.

Good-bye, Mr. Heston. And thanks for all the great movies.



Heston at a civil rights demonstration
in 1961.



Your Little Voice

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Luciano Pavarotti (1935-2007)


The greatest tenor I've ever heard, bar none.



How i was crazy how i cried when i heard
over time
and tide and death
leaping
Sweetly
your voice


-- e. e. cummings, "your little voice"