Tuesday, August 19, 2008
I'm back
In my absence a trip to visit family in Granite Quarry, NC was made. A very nice and interesting area. There are large deposits of Granite stone there. Even a house built on the stone or so it appears. I have a picture of it but don't think it is filed where I can retrieve it easily. A good excuse to post again soon and include the picture.
While there a health issue arose and I spent an overnight in the hospital. I will say that health care there was as good as I receive locally. That got me a chance to see my Grand Kids in Quarryville as we took three days to get home. I drove all the way for other health reasons.
June and July were filled with graduation parties, birthday parties along with other busyness to attend to. All of a sudden August arrived.
The August highlight for me was attending the 150 th anniversary of the Zapf family in America. They emigrated here from Bavaria, Germany settling in the Watertown, NY area. I am in the 5 th generation in America my Mother being a Zapf. They were expert cheese makers and that is what they worked at after arriving in America.
Reading some of the family history I discovered that my Grandfather, F. Casper Zapf, received the first degree in Chemical Engineering given by Clarkson College. The year was 1924. Grandpa took that degree and used it his entire working life at General Electric in Schenectady, NY.
Being of German descent and cheese makers there was Limburger at the reunion. It has been way back when I tried Limburger. I've aged, mellowed or other things are failing. I tried it and actually like it. I'm sure it was high quality Limburger but even so it "smells." I was told the key is to get it past your nose and you are good to go. For me that was not a problem as I put a slice on a cracker and went for it. It is very smooth, almost soothing to the pallete. We also had homemade German potato salad. Store bought can't hold a candle to that.
Regarding the smell of the cheese. My son Paul and his wife were with us. On his own he tried the Limburger a couple times. While standing there he remarked that there must be a farm nearby. Amy replied "Paul you're holding it in your hand." As Paul took a whiff he said "oh I guess I am." It was good for a hearty laugh from all of us.
It really was a great day in Watertown. I met lots of new people and learned lots of family history. As I look forward to another Zapf gathering I'm looking forward to the rest of summer and the fun that can be had.
TAFN, Gene
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Eagles nest live
Last Friday at one of the deliveries I was given the following site which has kept me returning to check on the birds regularly. http://wavelit.com/media/702/Eagles_Nest_Live/ A web cam w/audio has been put by this eagles nest by the Hancock Wildlife Foundation. It streams 24/7 so you can see the full lives and activities of the mother, father (every so often) and two eaglets in the nest. Before I go further please note that when going to the web site you will have to wait for it to do a couple promos. Then it should go direct to the picture. If it doesn't, click on the play arrow and it will come up.
When I first started watching the eaglets were sleeping most of the time, waking only to be fed and then flopping back down to sleep or rest. It appears they either sleep with their eyes open or are just resting. For a day or two their movements were a struggle. More like flopping to where they wanted to be. Now they raise their heads more and stand trying to move around more. I think they are normal children. Yesterday they were scrapping at eachother. For awhile it appeared to be an on going battle. Finally they lay back down to rest.
The mother is tolerant of pressures around her. There are some black birds that are not happy the eagle is in the neighborhood. They will dive bomb her and on occasion have landed on her tail. It has been suggested that these birds may have nests and young in the same neighborhood and view her as a threat to their existence.
When I first started viewing the mother only left the nest for a very short period. Now she is gone 20 - 30 minutes at at time. This time element is another reason I don't think she views the black birds as a problem. When she is gone the black birds don't come around.
These are fun to watch. I hope any of you that view will share the same feelings.
Shortchange Gene
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Musings

The above photo is a friend I've made since going to visit my son Philip. Philip live in Buck, PA which is just west of Quarryville, PA. Ralph K is one of the most genuine men I have ever met. He is pulling someone else's trailer for advertising in the fair parade. Take a look at the sidewalk in the back of the photo and you will see I wasn't kidding about crowds.
Ralph has two JD antique tractors. He gets a young fellow to drive the other one in the parade. I can't remember a time when Ralph isn't smiling and/or laughing. He waves to everybody because he knows every body, well almost. This is community.
Ralph lives a reverse life. By day he sleeps, does chores, works on the truck, rides his bicycle from the house over to the barn and anything else that needs doing. By dark of night he does milk pick up at many farms in the area, including a large number of Amish farms. When his first pick up is at an Amish farm on Sunday night he'll say "can't start till midnight tonight." The Amish are strict about that.
When Ralph's tanker is full or all the stops make he takes the milk to one of several places. Hershey's often gets first dibbs and will take the milk if the butter fat level is to their standards. If not it may go to cheese or somewhere else. Then it is back home and to bed.
I love the SOLANCO Fair for this reason. There is no midway. It is one of the last "pure fairs" left. The closest to a midway they come is the tractor pull. That goes to midnight or later. There are the serious pullers all the way down to the "also rans." From time to time you will see a father and son combo where Dad is teaching his son the ropes. Family, I like that!
Inside the show barns are the crafts. Everything from clothing, quilts and all the usual. There are the vegetable growing, cooked items competition. There are a few levels of pumpkin decorating. An aside....My grandson entered his first pumpkin. All week Sheri was trying to prepare him that he might not win anything but it was fun entering etc. We all went in and this is Kyle's pumpkin with a 1st place ribbon on it. "So much for that lesson" said Sheri.
Hay, corn, processed foods too many for me to remember at this hour. All judged with awards given.
Then the livestock showing. All are judged with awards given. Then on Friday night the winning animals are auctioned off. If I recall correct this is a requirement. If Philip reads this he can set me straight on that. I love to watch the auction. One of the spotters, Jim, is also a friend I've made there. He is no spring chicken, a retired successful farmer. Sold his farm which is still operating and is enjoying his retirement. He is a spotter at the auction and I love watching him work his area. He carries a stick and waves it at his people trying to get them to bid. Jim sets an example by buying a couple animals from the kids. Sponsors also buy animals. Local restaurants buy animals. One thing that stands out in my mind is the gratefulness shown by the kids. Almost without fail after the animal is sold and back in the stall the owner will come into the gallery and thank the person/group that bought their animal.
Food is superb. Hoffman dining has specials all day with different groups making the meal of the day. Milkshakes are "the real deal" there. Pure milk with pure ice cream. After drinking skim milk the difference stands out instantly.
For a guy raised in a city environment I sure do appreciate the finer things in life. For three days in September the finest things in life are found at the SOLANCO Fair.
Shortchange Gene
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Almost there I'm told
To be truthful I was ticked at myself for not figuring out how to post the correct way. There is some German in me. My Dad told me I'm of "mongrel" background. So that allows me to be stubborn at times because it might be in my heritage. The video that follows is the result of perseverance.
Now to what led up to posting the video. Last week I was volunteered to take a family to NYC for some business. Their original appointment was at 8:30AM at the Federal Plaza. This is down in the south of Manhattan and close to the Tribeca area.
We were originally going to leave at 2AM so as to be there in plenty of time. Plus avoid the bulk of inbound rush hour traffic. The appointment had been changed to 10AM but they still wanted to leave at 2AM which we did arriving on the NYC side of the Holland around 5:30AM. At that point traffic was moderately comfortable. We parked and got some breakfast. Within an hour traffic was bumper to bumper with horns blowing and lots of drivers mouths going. Just as glad I was on the outside of their cars.
I will say that uniformed police and uniformed traffic police were doing a good job of keeping intersections open when traffic lights changed. In this area it was noticeable to me the different attitude toward the traffic police. I have been in other areas of the city where they were not obeyed or respected. I drove charter bus there for 3 years so I've seen plenty.
Some things are the same no matter where you are. Going into Mickey D's it was evident that there were several early morning "regulars" there. They all sat in one area and shared a paper. Their banter was centered around what was the hot item on the paper page they were looking at right then. One group would finish to be replaced with the next shift of people. Then there were those that were in a hurry and couldn't stand still. Or they had other problems.
After my charges headed for their appointment I walked around the area some. It was still rush hour. Maybe I should say it was the intense part of rush hour. It seems that it is rush hour all day in one sort or another. Mid morning the intensity lets up some. Then from 12 Noon it slowly builds to the evening rush hour.
Now, those that think their commute to work is too long think about this. At 6AM a Martz bus pulled up to a corner on Broadway and dropped off several passengers. They were commuter workers because in that stretch of Broadway you don't pull to the curb unless you are a bus. Martz is out of Wilkes Barre, PA and I know they run daily commuter buses to and from NYC. A bus company out of Allentown, PA does the same thing. Easily 60-80 buses between them. That may be a conservative number. We would see them parked all day on Manhattan's west side waiting till time for the return trip.
It seemed like everyone carried a lap top or a back pack or pulled a wheeled case of varying styles. There were people dressed to the hilt. There were the casual dressed. There were the blue collar clothes. But all had some sort of extra baggage.
A bit about Mickey D's. I have not been in a fast food in NYC that is styled any different. This one was 20-25 feet wide but very deep at the street/serving level. Minimal seating at the street level. The restroom was in the basement of which I have never found it different. Additional seating is on the second level. I got a free newspaper from a street box. Went in Mickey D's and got my "senior" coffee. Took both upstairs and found a single table right by the window that looks out on Broadway. Alternating sips of coffee, reading the paper and watching a sea of humanity rushing here and there I occupied my time. After awhile my charges came out the the building across the street.
After the necessary in preparation for an auto ride we retrieved my van from the parking garage to the tune of $38 + Tx and were on our way out of "Dodge." I like New York and am eager for a return trip. I have this wild idea that I'd like to live there for 3-6 months or more so I could experience what it is like to live that way. Having said that NYC always looks good in the rear view mirror.
Whatever this lacks in quality it has in quantity. Enjoy the risky video that follows. Whatever you do "don't attemt it at home."
Thanks Prof for jacking me up!
Shortchange Gene
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
What I've accomplished.....Thinking


Posting You Tube
If my failure in posting with the little TV window in it keeps me from getting the prize, oh well, so be it. I don't buy lottery tickets either.
I think I know the trick to get the truck up in the air. Will be looking for you readers comments with your ideas of how. I might be wrong and you can tell me.
Shortchange Gene
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Self asessment
This experience has opened up new avenues of usefulness to me. Areas I would not have explored were it not for this class. Why? Because I associated them with things I'm not interested in. Example, MP3 players or format. All I ever heard about MP3 was it played music that isn't "my cup of tea" so that is how I labeled it. I've learned that MP3 is much more than that.
The NYPL card opened new avenues. I used it to get items needed for two assignments for this class. In doing so I learned there are lots of other interesting places to enjoy there. I do have a question about the card. I discovered that once I logged in I appear to be logged in permanently because when I went back to their site I was able to jump right in. I don't like that because it leaves me vulnerable. I could not find how to log out. Can anyone help me please.
This class has been enjoyable, frustratingly so at times but never-the-less enjoyable. Those posting comments to my blogs, thank you. Would I take another class? You betcha!! Am already thinking of it.
My Father had a violin. I took lessons in school and private and became proficient enough to play in the school orchestra. Over the years I've dabbled at playing it but not very seriously.
Shortly after starting Old Dogs a BCC Continuing Ed catalogue fell into my hands. In it I discovered "Anyone Can Fiddle: Beginning Fiddle for Adults." "Perhaps you had lessons as a child but have not touched it since. If so, this is the class for you!" Someone must have told on me. I'm going to check and see if the class will be offered again. It is a group class so if I squawk wrong I can blame it on "the other guy." Just kidding. Bet I'll know if my son reads this blog.
Learning should be a life long experience. Sometimes it takes prodding an Old Dog to get him going. Thank you Pam for all your hard work to make these classes possible. I hope the lesson schedule will be online long enough for me to keep a copy for reference. Another benefit of this class has been learning where to find something. I might not remember the detail but with the direction in the lesson plan will be able to get the detail.
Shortchange Gene
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Podcast
Navigating down the page I came on Garrison Keillor's Lake Woebegone dialogues. I love them because he makes the town and its residents so real. Do you know why Lake Woebegone does not appear on any map? It is because the town lies exactly on the center of the state line and the line obliterates the town mark. I learned that from listening to another of Garrison's dialogues.
There is so much available in the cyber world. Will we someday not go to a physical school building? Rather we will go to the computer to link up with the class. Each student being accounted for when they link to the class. As with this class your progress can be monitored by whether and when you send in your assignments. Subject material will be handled in the same manner as this class. When group teaching becomes needed the class will conference together with the teacher. Seem far out.? So were Dick Tracy watches and sleek cars when I was a child.
Shortchange Gene has spoken......
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Contrasts
Scary thought! I managed to get two pictures on one post. No stoppin me now. OK I'll get serious.
The picture on the left was taken Jan 18, 2008. My twins birthday. I am parked under the dark cloud with snow crystals pelting down on me. At the same time I'm enjoying the view of blue sky and sunshine in the distance. This was one of the first snowy delivery trips I made.
The picture on the right was taken March 28, 2008. This was the last snowy delivery trip I made. Fortunately the weather had been warm long enough that the roads were just wet, for the most part. There is always the exception and in some of our delivery areas it is just a "given."
It is well known that I would like to live where it is warmer longer and colder shorter. But I have to admit also that there is something about the four seasons as we know them here that is invigorating. With the exception of driving in the snow I enjoy them all.
While I was born and raised in an urban environment, Binghamton, NY area, I much prefer the rural/country setting. The air is different, fresher to me. I'd have liked to have some open space for my children to enjoy. But I'll admit that my 50' X 130' lot is much nicer to take care of as I mature. As with my PCjr my children learned to live within our small yard.
These pictures were taken from the same location and direction. The Rt 20 corridor has afforded me some nice pictures. Sometimes I have to remind myself that my primary purpose is delivering books to worthy library's and patrons.
Canadarago Lake is another interesting spot. In the summer it is bustling with all the summer residents. As the ice thickens in winter it becomes "ice hut city" with all the fisherman out there. There are obviously favorite spots to ice fish as there are clusters of huts scattered here and there.
Earlier in this note I mentioned "rural/country" settings. One of my "retirement" jobs was servicing funeral directors at the cemetery. I did the vault installation with all the set up necessary to do the burial. I mentioned one time how I much preferred to do burials in the "country." The cemetery care taker was incensed I called it "country" and told me so. So now I generally make reference to "rural" when mentioning anything out of the city.
When I look back on everything I've done since being encouraged to take my companies "buy out" I've enjoyed everything. Including my current position. From scenery like the pictures here to all the nice people I've met in and around the libraries. Every once in awhile when I'm sorting at the back of the van someone will thank me for the service we provide. Those thank yous take the edge off the winter drives.
Shortchage Gene is signing off for now.
Remaining calm in a "shaky" situation
It must have been very disconcerting to watch what was happening on the big screen in front of him. The shaking picture was from their outdoor camera while overlaid on the screen were the current and projected conditions. From Byron's remarks he could feel something in the studio but it does not appear on the studio camera.
I have not experienced an earthquake. Neither is it on my "to do" list. But years ago while en route to my job in Owego there was an earthquake locally. I don't recall the intensity of it but my wife did feel it. I'm told that you don't feel an earthquake while moving in an auto. I guess that is so as I didn't feel it. Or maybe it has to be a certain richter scale level.
While visiting a museum of science there was a granite block with a richter measuring gage mounted on it. I was surprised at the sensitivity of it. I hit the granite surface with my fist and the needles moved. Not much but enough to change the chart reading.
So for an example of how to act "under earthquake" go to the following link.
http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/index.php?cl=7456649
This is directly from a morning news cast in Evansville, IN. I realize news casts are copy righted but I don't think I'm violating any rules by sharing it in the open. Should I win the prize at the end of this class that could be a different matter. Oh great and wonderful teacher don't let that stop you from drawing my name. I'll deal with the problem in good order.
Another successful post by Shortchange Gene
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Clipped by Clip Art
word processing program. It came with the first real PC I had. No the second PC.
The first was a PC jr which did me real justice. All my children used it through

their school years. They learned how to format and print their work. Then they
would add the graphs or pictures by hand. They were the first "survivor" program.
I see my art keeps dropping down as I line down. As long as it doesn't "drop out"
I'm not going to worry about it.
My second and third PC's were the "real thing." But I kept the old Lotus word processing when I got the third PC. It is catching up with me now. While at Ruthann's, 39 year old college daughter, I mentioned my dilemma. She just might get me up to date for my Dad's day or my B'day from a remark she made.
A'ha, did you notice I stopped the mummy in mid air? Actually played till I pushed it back up a bit so it isn't quiet so dead.
Now to what I really wanted to do for this project. About the same time as this project was posted a system wide note was sent regarding the new set of twin boys born to the GFJ Children's Lib. gal. Brought back 35 years worth of memories. My Philip and Paul are the youngest. The older brother and sister are 43 and 39. I and my wife are living proof that this family will survive. Multiples are a handful, no doubt about it. When I look back on those years the good times far outweigh the difficult ones.
Can I tell them apart? When they were at home growing up I had to see them from the right direction or I wasn't sure which one was which. Then they left the nest and Philip grew a mustache. It was easy then along with the fact their times together were fewer. That in itself made for interesting times when they did get together. Their bond of love becomes immediately evident when they see each other. And the banter picks up right where it left off from the previous time.
Feeding multiples. Two wasn't too bad. Although if one was cranky it could get bit difficult. On one occasion when they were older I was feeding both. I digress a bit. Out children were not
"free range" children. They were in playpens until the appointed time, determined by my wife. for "free ranging." I had fed both and put them in their playpens. Going back into the kitchen I discovered a partially empty bottle. Returning to the living room with it one boy jumped up and I plugged it in. As I unplugged it I realized I'd given it to the wrong one. Oh well!
I could go on but will spare you. Should anyone from GFJ read this please give the family my congrats.
TAFN from Shortchange Gene
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Now I know.....
While I haven't posted lots of blogs apparently I've done enough to stay off the "notify" list. That is a list of those not posting at some minimum level. I chat with one of those persons who tells me they get notices from Prof. Pam that more posts are needed.
How does Prof. Pam know without checking regularly etc. Walah, I'm the student and Prof Pam is the teach. RSS is what is often referred to as "working smarter not harder." While I'll never catch Prof Pam or even give her a run for her money, today was an interesting experience.
To those "notified," should you read this, I'm having fun with this (for the most part). You can too.
There, that takes care of the library part of the blog. Two weekends ago I was at my son's in southern PA. Down where the sun shines more and longer in the season than up in the north country.
It was Grandparents Birthday Party Weekend. That family killed three b'day's in one month. Sort of in the Git er done realm. Also that Friday night was my Grandson's Pinewood Derby race. He placed 1st in one heat. Then a mixture of placements. He was glad it was over and had a good time. Just having his car go the full length made him happy as several cars didn't. There were some little nagging problems with his car but next year he knows what to look for.
Back to the party. Three people and all the gifts. Then to the family feed. My daughter-in-law is a very good cook. She made a Taco Pie, 3 of them, which were delicious. I've had it before from her and always like it. From time to time I'm surprised by some new dish which I don't recognize. She knows I'm game for most anything so she uses me as her unofficial "taste tester." I can attest that recipes in Taste of Home are good.
Lets see, when are we going down again? Shucks, not soon enough.
OK TAFN folks from Shortchange
Thursday, March 13, 2008
History coming down
On site lesson for the Old Dog
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Not quitting my day job!!!!!!
This is an exercise of faith as I have no idea where my scrolling scroll is. I thought I'd see it here but all I have is extra space at the top of this. This photo part I have found frustrating. This weeks lesson has been equally so. The most disgusting thing is probably it is so simple I will be upset with myself afterwards. I am prone to putting too many trees in the forest so I can't even see the forest. As the title says I plan on keeping my day job. But then again when this all clicks and I become a semi-success I'll reconsider.
This weeks travels afforded me a beautiful sunrise. When I take the time to download the pics you can enjoy it too. There, I set myself up. Meanwhile I'm going to cool my heels for this weeks lesson. Assuming the scroll is scrolling. If not it is back to the drawing board.
TAFN from Shortchange
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Day after
I think I mentioned my children encouraging me when I started. I don't ask if they have looked as they all have busy lives of their own. The oldest is a part time politician along with raising his family. Laura, 16 (yikes I'm getting old) and Ryan, 12. My daughter is in college at 39 yrs. Doing Dad proud too. Then the twin boys at 35. One a IT analyst for a large important organization in Harrisburg, PA. Also raising Kyle, 8, and Rachel, 6. The other dispatching or going to fires w/Montrose United Fire Co.
I was so thrilled that the blog blogged rather than blammed that I called my IT son. I wanted him to show the picture to Kyle and Rachel as I thought they would enjoy it. During our conversation he drew me up short. "I've been checking Dad to see if you have any new blogs." Ooops, I'm letting him down. Not that I lead an exciting or interesting life. But if I truly thought about it I could find something to write about.
So to answer the question at the end of last weeks lesson. Yes I am getting something out of this experience. I think I can do something (again) that I couldn't do last week. This small success has spurred me on to check out the next lesson. Oh my goodness, that is today.
Happy blogging to all, Shortchange
Monday, March 3, 2008
Old Dog Project 092a
Anyway, traveling the back roads one can see some interesting sights. This is one of the most recent ones. Who would have thought that chickens would have their own jungle gym.
Who decides and how do they the ones that get to perch on the top bar. Maybe it is a "king of the mountain" game. Appears to me that isn't true as there are too many kings.
Sure is a novel use for an old swing set.
Now, if you get this blog it will have bloged. If not the blog blammed. I've spent over 3 hours trying to make this work. At the click it will blog or blam. Hang on for lift off because here goes.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Ugly or Nice
I'll start with the "ugly" first to get that out of the way. Tuesday was an ice storm but I could stay inside since I don't work Tuesday's. Friday was a different matter. Since I drive for my job I take ice very seriously. Friday I started out with not a sprinkle. Before getting very far the rain came and along with it ICE. The only clear spot on the windshield was where the wipers wiped. After getting about 20 miles my supervisor told me to return as it was getting worse the further I went.
Fortunately for our area there were no major power outages. Neither was there serious damage from falling ice coated trees etc. We were blessed.
Now the "nice." My work day most of the year starts before sunrise. I get to enjoy the sun rising over the hillsides. The sun paints a canvas of multi colors in the sky which change by the minute. Ice coated trees lend a different sparkle and color to the sunrise. Sometimes the branches just look like hanging crystal chandeliers of white. Other times the branches take on the various hues of color from the sun. And to think that I am paid to enjoy all this beauty.
I have friends wintering (Jan -Mar) in Punta Gorda, FL. They must know how to pick their spot. According to the weather news Punta Gorda was the warmest place in the US of A last week. Temps have been in the high 70's to mid 80's. Sometimes I think I should not follow the Punta Gorda weather. Then might not seem so cold her.
That's it for now. Got to save brain cells for the next 13 weeks.
Cya, Shortchange
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Learning curve
So far this has been a good experience. My brain needed a good challenge. There are some rust flakes falling at my feet so I know this is good for me. We'll see what this brings forth as I'm not a writer or publisher. More a rambler as you can see. Oh good, this has spell check too.
I can see why the recommendation is to remain anonymous. That might be hard for me as some of my daily thoughts could make it easy for people that know me figure out who I am. On occasion I come up with some interesting happenings. Maybe that is where names and places are changed to protect the innocent. That's it from Shortchange for today.