Deep Fried Turkey Disasters

Life Unworthy of Life

BERLIN, 1.Sept.1939.

Reichsleiter Bouhler and Dr. med. Brandt are instructed to broaden the powers of physicians designated by name, who will decide whether those who have – as far as can be humanly determined – incurable illnesses can, after the most careful evaluation, be granted a mercy death.

(Signed, A. Hitler

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Houdini’s Last Trick:

At New York’s Shelton Hotel on August 5th, 1926, in plain view of invited journalists and using no breathing apparatus, Harry Houdini lay in a sealed casket at the bottom of a swimming pool for an hour and a half. His motivation for the feat was the opportunity to expose Egyptian fakir Rahman Bey, a man who at the time was wowing crowds with the same stunt but attributing his survival to supernatural powers.

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Daniel Webb spent the rest of his days playing with his four dogs and talking about religion to other people on the Internet. He would sit in that recliner, slowly dying, for the next eight months. Webb’s body was physically stuck to the power recliner and firefighters had to cut him from the chair to take him to the hospital.

Excerpt from an earlier post: “Refreshments, Anyone?”

During the last years of his life, my grandfather would mix a few Manhattans , turn on the tape recorder and lay down his memoirs. I’m glad he did. Here’s an excerpt of a WWII experience when he was a 20-something Okie in the Coral Sea on the U.S.S. Yorktown:

“Our dive bombers scored a total of only two 1000 bomb hits but they were devastating. The Shokaku broke immediately in fire from stem to stern and from water line to the forepeak. They had ignited her aircraft fuel lines on the hanger deck. Wow-what a fire!

Then it was our turn. We had a good view of the Shokaku because she was afire and smoking heavily. We had only two enemy fighters attack us but our escorting fighters took care of them. The only thing wrong was that we were still dropping Mark Thirteen torpedoes and they ran, true to form, either too deep or they broached, and those that hit the ship simply bounced off as duds.

The Lexington planes didn’t fare too much better. They got one bomb hit on the Shokaki but, because of the stinko weather, they mostly got lost and milled around until it was time to return to base.

Meanwhile, our “bases” were catching it from the Japs, those Japanese torpedo and dive bombers were so much faster than ours that our fighters were amazed! For instance- their torpedo planes came in at a speed of 180 knots with torpedos attached…Our TBD aircraft were limited to about 120 knots with a fish attached.

The Yorktown took a bomb hit just aft of the super structure- right near elevator two. It went clear to the fifth deck (the armored deck) and exploded. It killed forty-one members of the Repair Crew Fire who were located in the Ship’s Service Compartment on the third deck. A lot more of those guys died later in sick bay.

When we arrived back at the Yorktown I couldn’t see much damage to her because all the damage was below decks. The bomb hit left nothing but about a ten inch hole in the flight deck where it went through.

The Skipper of the Yorktown- Captain Elliot Buckmaster ordered the flight crews below to the ready room where they dispensed a shot of whiskey to all of us. Actually, it would have taken a lot more than one shot to assuage my feeling that evening. I was plumb shook from the day’s actions and tired as hell.

The next announcement was that the ships cooks were serving sandwiches in the crew’s mess, below.

Now, the crew’s mess hall was right next to the sick bay, and one had to go through the passageway outside sick bay to get to the mess hall. The salvage and repair crews had stacked all of the dismembered and unidentified parts of human bodies from Repair Five in that passageway like a big stack of hay….Then, too, the water from fighting fires was sloshing back and forth across the deck- about four inches deep. Of course it was mostly blood from the pile of arms, legs, torsos, intestines, etc. in that stack. Then, there was the smell of butchered flesh. It smelled just like a slaughter house smells. To say the least- by the time I saw and smelled all of that, I sure as hell didn’t want a sandwich. In fact, I don’t remember being too hungry for several days after that. All night long, that night I could hear the funeral prayers being said and the sound of the bodies being ceremoniously dumped over the side in to the sea as their last resting place.”

GG Aulick RIP

As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.  ~John Fitzgerald Kennedy

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The urns came and they are beautiful. My Mother was from Ireland and so a Connemara Marble urn was really the only choice. No one in our family has ever been cremated before, so this was a unique experience. My Father was shattered, but he actually feels better now that she is home in the urn. We plan on taking her back to Ireland to be buried. I must tell you, the picture does not do it justice. It is far more grand than the impression the photo gives you.

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Many of the obituaries that appear in our local paper are brief, and often testimonies to the deceased’s acceptance of Jesus as their personal savior. Here in the Meth Capitol of the World, the family of Jody Jones used the obituary as a platform for drug awareness. Our hearts go out to the family.

Jody Lee Jones August 13, 1972 – November 2, 2009 Jody L. Jones passed away November 2, 2009, t 8:10 a.m., in his mother’s home, after a long illness of hepatitis C, contracted from long term intravenous methamphetamine use. Jody is survived by one daughter, Chastity M. Jones; his mother, Georgia Boutelle; three sisters, Billie Miller, Belinda Jackson, and Kerry Miller, who were caring for him until his tragic end; and numerous nieces, nephews and friends. Jody left us at the early age of 37 years, due to liver and organ failure from hep C and other side effects from long term meth use. It is our prayer and hope that maybe by sharing this, a message or example can be sent to others who may be considering this life choice, are maybe already have, to just please think about it and try to find help before meth takes you out too, because it is truly a tragedy for a family to watch someone they love killing themselves. For years to be fighting for a last breath or a last ounce of life when it’s just to late. In Loving Memory of our Jody (before meth). Memorial services are pending.

On the flip side in Florida, the family of Bob Garrett planned a memorial service at Disney World for the aging mouseketeer, and rode his favorite rides in his memory.

They scattered some ashes around a brick he donated, at the entrance to the Magic Kingdom, and behind a statue of Mickey on Main Street USA.

“It’s where he wanted to spend eternity,” said his wife.

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On a recent stroll through the garden, I noticed some new art work in a couple of spots:

On the spillway:

On the flip side of the Korean Church sign:

And here:

Then, the explosive beauty of this tree canceled out the mark of the taggers.

Discoveries in the Garden 11/6/09

My neighbor has birds. Mini-Chickens. And a very cool coop.

Chix start talking about 4 AM.

We learned what Chola style is. This trend hasn’t caught on in the Ozarks.

There’s a free couch on the corner.

And lot’s of beauty to be found. It’s truely golden.

ROME:

The Italian Bishops’ Conference is preparing to publish updated norms on funeral rites including cremation and the burial of ashes.

The manual, which will be reviewed and approved by the bishops’ conference in Assisi on November 9,  will explain that Catholic doctrine does not oppose cremation but rejects the practice of storing ashes of loved ones at home.  The document will stress that this is a violation of the work of mercy that obliges Catholics to provide a holy burial to the dead.

Keeping the ashes of the dead at home does away with the important rite of accompanying the deceased to the cemetery, “which unites the community of believers.”  Burying the ashes at a cemetery, the “place of the dead,” is what makes most sense, the bishops will add.

Scattering the ashes, according to the Italian bishops, is based on a pagan ritual that supposedly symbolized the union of the deceased with “the great soul of mother earth,” and is contrary to the Christian obligation, established by the Lord Jesus himself, to bury the dead.

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