Thursday, November 2, 2017
It happens every year. Twice a year as a matter of fact.
Spring and Fall are great opportunities to take a few moments and replace all the batteries in the smoke detectors in your home. Besides being the most safe way to keep you alerted in case of a fire, it also helps you avoid that irritating “beep” noise that drives you nuts when a battery gets low. — You know, the beep that has you standing in the middle of the room listening to determine its origin, only to reposition yourself elsewhere to catch the next mysterious beep? And then again, until you find the guilty detector, and so on.
Changing the battery — for those of you who may not already be experienced — is as simple has untwisting the smoke detector from the mounting, opening or sliding open a little plastic door, and pulling out the existing 9 volt battery and replacing it with a new 9 volt battery. (There’s only one way to plug it in.) Then replace the battery into it’s appointed area, and remount the detector. Press the Test button and that’s all there is to it.
Well, afterwards you could also quietly strut around the house in your own “hero” mode for a bit, because you’ve actually earned the right. Especially if there’s a fire overnight and your freshly and full powered detector lets you know in time to get up, and to get out. Stand tall at the window with your fists on your hips gazing heroically out into the future and reflecting on your selfless act of heroism. You can even say out loud, “It’s a dirty job, but somebody has to do it!” whether anybody hears it or not. Hey, it’s YOUR special time!
Oh, and by the way, if you do it this weekend, (Nov 5, 2017) it’s a good time to set your clocks back an hour too!
Thursday, August 24, 2017
After months of pre-planning and a few last minute destination changes as the weather in some areas became “iffy” at best, I eventually wound up in Glendo, Wyoming for an ideal viewing area. Ideal for me was somewhere in the direct path of the eclipse that I could also stay overnight in my small van-sized RV the night before. I also avoided the historic traffic jams that followed later that night and the morning of August 21st.
As mid-day approached and everyones’ cardboard viewing glasses appeared in hand, I was a solitary viewer in a cleared field populated by many other RV’s and tents. I, along with many others, stood a half mile or so away from the larger concentration of other campers and day viewers lakeside along the large Glendo, WY reservoir. The town of 205 swelled to an estimated crowd of 300,000 — all of whom united as one happy family to see what they could see. With well over two minutes of totality the only criteria was looking UP, so everyone had a front seat position.
For me, “Totality” had much more meaning that just full coverage of the sun by the moon. Totality included the entire on-site experience complete with my whole world going dark, temperature and wind dropping 20 degrees, a full 360 degree beautiful sunset along the entire horizon surrounding me, the appearance of a couple of planets and stars at mid-day, and the shared oohs and ahhhs and sporadic emotional outbursts of cheers and applause as each component of totality unfolded.
The initial partial coverage included several minutes of a sunny day seemingly unaffected by the moons’ slow passage across the sun, beginning with a small bite which then grew to quarter, one-half and three-quarter crescent until only a small but bright sliver of light remained. Even at this point daylight, though dimmed slightly as if an overcast day, still ruled everything in sight.
Then, with a bright instantaneous flash at about 7 or 8 o’clock position on the sun’s circumference, the sun was blotted out by the moon -- creating a black color I’d never seen before -- just barely corralled by a bright corona of blazingly silver light with varying glowing streaks of linear solar plasma reaching out thousands, if not millions of miles into space. I noticed about a minute into full coverage, as I strained to adjust my aging eyes to better focus on the suns’ corona and watching for a prominence or two, that I started to see multiple images. This, the sight I had traveled over 1,000 miles to see unobstructed was now being refracted by my own tears welling up in my eyes. A quick swipe across each eye with the upper sleeve on my polo shirt and I was back in business.
I was surprised by the lack of colors, as I was expecting to see bright yellows along with the white light of the sun. Yet here and there along the outer edge, I noticed slight splashes of reddish orange as if the edge of the sun was bubbling. This, I learned later, were prominences of solar plasma exploding out away from the sun, only to collapse downward again.
Just an instant before the moon began to release the sun and return daylight to us all, a short ripple of light appeared at the suns’ 2 or 3 o’clock positioned revealing what has long been called “Baileys Beads” as a smattering of sunlight spilled through mountain ranges and canyons on the edge of the moon. Then a bright flash in the same area, creating the “Diamond Ring” effect, signaled the end of totality and a return to the safety glasses as the moon crept slowly across and away.
Visually the experience far surpassed any of the professional and scientific images that I’ve seen since the event. There’s something they always miss compared to when the image gathered by the human eye works in simultaneous harmony with the human heart and imagination. I get goose bumps just typing this or explaining it, something I learned is shared by most who have experienced totality in person.
Another total eclipse crosses several US states in 2024. Whatever it takes, be there!
Saturday, June 3, 2017
I’m Johnny Come Lately with news of how Old Style has again issued a run of specially designed cans sporting the a Fire Service axes and emblem and more. It’s a fundraising effort where Old Style will donate 20 cents from every commemorative case sold to four fire related charities. Though initially issued 3 or 4 years ago, this most recent effort will last through August of this year or while supplies last.
What also caught my eye was that the program was extended to include my now home state of Wisconsin and Indiana as well. Part of the company’s Midwest Bravest program, over $45,000 has been raised. Donations are earmarked for the Ende, Menzer, Walsh and Quinn Retirees, Widows and Children’s Assistance Fund, the IPPFA Remembrance & Survivors Fund, the Professional Fire Fighters of Wisconsin Charitable Foundation and the Professional Firefighters’ Union of Indiana.
Supplies of Old Style seemed scarce nearby my home in Wisconsin, but a recent drive down to Illinois allowed me to pick up a case — for souvenir purpose only, of course. Ahem….
Nice going, Old Style!!