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An amazing story

This is a re-telling of a story 
that proves the goodness and kindness in all of us.


Here is an amazing story from a flight attendant on Delta Flight 15, written following 9/11. 
A friend posted this of Facebook.
On the morning of Tuesday, September 11, we were about 5 hours out of Frankfurt, flying over the North Atlantic .
All of a sudden the curtains parted and I was told to go to the cockpit, immediately, to see the captain. As soon as I got there I noticed that the crew had that "All Business" look on their faces. The captain handed me a printed message. It was from Delta's main office in Atlanta and simply read, "All airways over the Continental United States are closed to commercial air traffic. Land ASAP at the nearest airport. Advise your destination."
No one said a word about what this could mean. We knew it was a serious situation and we needed to find terra firma quickly. The captain determined that the nearest airport was 400 miles behind us in Gander, New Foundland.
He requested approval for a route change from the Canadian traffic controller and approval was granted immediately -- no questions asked. We found out later, of course, why there was no hesitation in approving our request.
While the flight crew prepared the airplane for landing, another message arrived from Atlanta telling us about some terrorist activity in the New York area. A few minutes later word came in about the hijackings.
We decided to LIE to the passengers while we were still in the air. We told them the plane had a simple instrument problem and that we needed to land at the nearest airport in Gander , New Foundland, to have it checked out.
We promised to give more information after landing in Gander .. There was much grumbling among the passengers, but that's nothing new! Forty minutes later, we landed in Gander. Local time at Gander was 12:30 PM .... that's 11:00 AM EST.
There were already about 20 other airplanes on the ground from all over the world that had taken this detour on their way to the US.
After we parked on the ramp, the captain made the following announcement: "Ladies and gentlemen, you must be wondering if all these airplanes around us have the same instrument problem as we have. The reality is that we are here for another reason."
Then he went on to explain the little bit we knew about the situation in the US. There were loud gasps and stares of disbelief. The captain informed passengers that Ground control in Gander told us to stay put.
The Canadian Government was in charge of our situation and no one was allowed to get off the aircraft. No one on the ground was allowed to come near any of the air crafts. Only airport police would come around periodically, look us over and go on to the next airplane.
In the next hour or so more planes landed and Gander ended up with 53 airplanes from all over the world, 27 of which were US commercial jets.
Meanwhile, bits of news started to come in over the aircraft radio and for the first time we learned that airplanes were flown into the World Trade Center in New York and into the Pentagon in DC.
People were trying to use their cell phones, but were unable to connect due to a different cell system in Canada . Some did get through, but were only able to get to the Canadian operator who would tell them that the lines to the U.S. were either blocked or jammed.
Sometime in the evening the news filtered to us that the World Trade Center buildings had collapsed and that a fourth hijacking had resulted in a crash. By now the passengers were emotionally and physically exhausted, not to mention frightened, but everyone stayed amazingly calm.
We had only to look out the window at the 52 other stranded aircraft to realize that we were not the only ones in this predicament.
We had been told earlier that they would be allowing people off the planes one plane at a time. At 6 PM, Gander airport told us that our turn to deplane would be 11 am the next morning.
Passengers were not happy, but they simply resigned themselves to this news without much noise and started to prepare themselves to spend the night on the airplane.
Gander had promised us medical attention, if needed, water, and lavatory servicing.
And they were true to their word.
Fortunately we had no medical situations to worry about. We did have a young lady who was 33 weeks into her pregnancy. We took REALLY good care of her. The night passed without incident despite the uncomfortable sleeping arrangements.
About 10:30 on the morning of the 12th a convoy of school buses showed up. We got off the plane and were taken to the terminal where we went through Immigration and Customs and then had to register with the Red Cross.
After that we (the crew) were separated from the passengers and were taken in vans to a small hotel. We had no idea where our passengers were going. We learned from the Red Cross that the town of Gander has a population of 10,400 people and they had about 10,500 passengers to take care of from all the airplanes that were forced into Gander!
We were told to just relax at the hotel and we would be contacted when the US airports opened again, but not to expect that call for a while.
We found out the total scope of the terror back home only after getting to our hotel and turning on the TV, 24 hours after it all started.
Meanwhile, we had lots of time on our hands and found that the people of Gander were extremely friendly. They started calling us the "plane people." We enjoyed their hospitality, explored the town of Gander and ended up having a pretty good time.
Two days later, we got that call and were taken back to the Gander airport. Back on the plane, we were reunited with the passengers and found out what they had been doing for the past two days.
What we found out was incredible.....
Gander and all the surrounding communities (within about a 75 Kilometer radius) had closed all high schools, meeting halls, lodges, and any other large gathering places. They converted all these facilities to mass lodging areas for all the stranded travelers.
Some had cots set up, some had mats with sleeping bags and pillows set up.
ALL the high school students were required to volunteer theirtime to take care of the "guests."
Our 218 passengers ended up in a town called Lewisporte, about 45 kilometers from Gander where they were put up in a high school. If any women wanted to be in a women-only facility, that was arranged.
Families were kept together. All the elderly passengers were taken to private homes.
Remember that young pregnant lady? She was put up in a private home right across the street from a 24-hour Urgent Care facility.There was a dentist on call and both male and female nurses remained with the crowd for the duration.
Phone calls and e-mails to the U.S. and around the world were available to everyone once a day. During the day, passengers were offered "Excursion" trips.
Some people went on boat cruises of the lakes and harbors. Some went for hikes in the local forests.
Local bakeries stayed open to make fresh bread for the guests.
Food was prepared by all the residents and brought to the schools. People were driven to restaurants of their choice and offered wonderful meals. Everyone was given tokens for local laundry mats to wash their clothes, since luggage was still on the aircraft.
In other words, every single need was met for those stranded travelers.
Passengers were crying while telling us these stories. Finally, when they were told that U.S. airports had reopened, they were delivered to the airport right on time and without a single passenger missing or late. The local Red Cross had all the information about the whereabouts of each and every passenger and knew which plane they needed to be on and when all the planes were leaving. They coordinated everything beautifully.
It was absolutely incredible.
When passengers came on board, it was like they had been on a cruise. Everyone knew each other by name. They were swapping stories of their stay, impressing each other with who had the better time. Our flight back to Atlanta looked like a chartered party flight. The crew just stayed out of their way. It was mind-boggling.
Passengers had totally bonded and were calling each other by their first names, exchanging phone numbers, addresses, and email addresses.
And then a very unusual thing happened.
One of our passengers approached me and asked if he could make an announcement over the PA system. We never, ever allow that. But this time was different. I said "of course" and handed him the mike. He picked up the PA and reminded everyone about what they had just gone through in the last few days.
He reminded them of the hospitality they had received at the hands of total strangers.
He continued by saying that he would like to do something in return for the good folks of Lewisporte.
"He said he was going to set up a Trust Fund under the name of DELTA 15 (our flight number). The purpose of the trust fund is to provide college scholarships for the high school students of Lewisporte.
He asked for donations of any amount from his fellow travelers. When the paper with donations got back to us with the amounts, names, phone numbers and addresses, the total was for more than $14,000!
"The gentleman, a MD from Virginia , promised to match the donations and to start the administrative work on the scholarship. He also said that he would forward this proposal to Delta Corporate and ask them to donate as well.
The trust fund is at more than $1.5 million and has assisted 134 students in college education.
"I just wanted to share this story because we need good stories right now. It gives me a little bit of hope to know that some people in a faraway place were kind to some strangers who literally dropped in on them.
It reminds me how much good there is in the world."
"In spite of all the rotten things we see going on in today's world this story confirms that there are still a lot of good people in the world and when things get bad, they will come forward.
This is one of those stories that, if true (and I believe it is) need to be shared. Please do so...

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Mid-day boredom busters

I was thinking you might need a little 
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Another post from another era

It's hard for me to believe I wrote this shit 10 years ago - and yet it's still appropriate!

This from my first attempt at blogging:

Civility suffers a mortal wound as duplicity reigns

September 27, 2009

I agree with Iowa Conservative politician Brent Hoffman.

He stated recently in one of his blogs that “Public debate hasn’t always been this way”. Historians report that when George Washington was a young man, he had written ‘110 rules of civility and decent behavior’. The Founding Fathers considered civility an ‘essential duty’ of citizens in our Constitutional Republic. He went on to say that “For citizens who may mourn the “death of civility,” we should know that the solution will be neither quick nor easy…but it is an effort worthy or our attention”. If our Nation becomes more divided, and less civil, the ‘silent majority’ will likely become less-involved, further yielding the public arena of debate to polarized and aggressive viewpoints. And as another author writes, “a nation experiencing both polarization and citizen apathy is a Nation at risk.”

In a span of five days, in three different fields, we’ve seen the death of civility in all its glory.  At the MTV Video Music Awards, Kanye West barged onstage at Radio City Music Hall, took the mike out of the hands of  Taylor Swift, and basically said Beyoncé should have won. Perhaps West had an excuse: He was seen guzzling a bottle of cognac in front of TV cameras earlier in the evening.  At the U.S. Open, Serena Williams berated a lineswoman in words that could make John McEnroe blush. She might have had an excuse: the defending champ was about to be bounced off Center Court.

Joe Wilson, congressman from South Carolina barked “You lie!” at President Obama in the middle of a joint session of Congress. His excuse seems the thinnest: He was caught “in the moment” and got carried away. He suddenly forgot he was in Congress, and channeled the blue seats at a Ranger game. Sure, happens all the time. In the second grade.

Wilson said he “was asked” by the Republican leadership to apologize. They made him do it!  They never made Harry Reid apologize for calling President Bush a liar. Only a day earlier President Obama lectured school kids about what it takes to be a success: Work hard, do the right thing, respect others. It’s pretty clear that Serena Williams and Kanye West and Joe Wilson missed the speech.

President Obama was heard calling Kanye West a “jackass.” We can only imagine what he had to say in private about the “distinguished gentleman” from South Carolina.

Look at what’s been happening in the country recently. Douchebag, dispicable, dimwitted, duplicitous, demogogic, Democratic (sorry for the alliteration, it was just too easy) leaders attack peaceful, law-abiding citizen protesters (the tea partiers and 9/12ers), reffering to them as ‘mobs’ and ‘nazis with swatsikas’, yet they fail to decrie the actions of the over-the-top anarchists whose behavior in Pittsburgh this week was abhorent and frightening.

House Speaker and National Disgrace Nancy Pelosi’s eyes watered up last week as she called for the “rhetorical heat to be turned down across the country”, and warned that such “words can lead to violence” – something she says she witnessed herself years ago in San Francisco. She said: “I think we all have to take responsibility for our actions and our words. We are a free country and this balance between freedom and safety is one that we have to carefully balance. I saw,” she added, choking up and displaying genuine crocodile tears, “I saw this myself in the late seventies in San Francisco. This kind of rhetoric was very frightening and it gave–it created a climate in which violence took place.”

Polish up the Oscar boys, there’s a noteworthy performance if ever there was one. Whudda bitch.
Harry Reid. Wudda guy. Harry wants energy independence, without drilling for oil or building new refineries. While harping on foreign energy dependence, Harry and his Harpies continue to block drilling in ANWR.

Ded Kennedy. Wudda guy. Ted wanted energy independence, but wouldn’t allow windfarms offshore from his ‘family compound’ because they’d fuck up his view.

There are hundreds more examples, but I can’t go on. I’m not gonna be civil if I continue to talk about these lying scumbags.


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Great hitter but...

This young stud is none other than Ted Williams - unquestionably the greatest hitter of all time.


Sure is a happy looking guy, isn't he? Actually, he was a world-class dickhead.

Nicknamed 'The Kid' Williams played his entire career for the 
Boston Red Sox as a left fielder and remains one of the game's greatest-ever hitters. He has the highest batting average of any player in the live ball era and his on base percentage is the highest of all time. Last player probably ever to finish a season with a batting average over .400 for the year.
Although his career was interrupted by service in the Korean War - he was a fighter pilot  he still managed to play until the age of 42 before becoming a manager for the Texas Rangers. 
He was inducted into the baseball Hall of Fame in 1966.

Why mention him today?

On July 24, 1958, he was fined $ 250.00 (a lot of money in those days) for spitting on a fan. This was the SECOND time he was fined for doing this. What a genuinely miserable prick - he died at the age of 84 and his own son didn't go to his funeral.

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Speaking of Baseball...
Today Barry Bonds turns 55


Bonds played 22 seasons in the MLB; seven seasons for the Pittsburgh Pirates and 15 for the San Francisco Giants. Considered to be one of the greatest baseball players of all-time, and has numerous batting records, including the single season home run record and career home run record (762). He was a central figure in baseball's steroids scandal, which has tainted his accomplishments.

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Isn't that gorgeous?

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Okay, okay. THAT is gorgeous. Jeezzzz

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That's pretty cool, too...

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