tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71037379530878322592024-03-06T04:02:39.005-05:00Grace the DogGrace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.comBlogger81125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-7472248313417892562020-01-10T10:09:00.001-05:002020-01-10T10:09:42.410-05:00Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-56792674030790979592019-09-19T17:36:00.005-04:002020-11-18T09:36:39.914-05:00The December 2019 school newsletter in my mind
Jeannette McCardle’s fourth-grade class has been busy harvesting the produce of our cutting-edge hydroponic garden. The kids have been delivering an abundance of squash, carrots, beets, broccoli, cauliflower and peppers, among other wholesome vegetables, to the Deerfield Food Bank, which serves more than 15,000 residents each year.
Savannah Russell says that Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-28656041508986621822019-07-15T12:34:00.000-04:002019-07-23T16:54:33.880-04:00Letter To The Cynic, the University of Vermont's Student Newspaper
I am a grandson of Paul A. Moody, who was a professor of zoology at the University of Vermont from 1927 to 1973. In 1953, Grandpa served on a UVM committee that was charged with deciding whether Alex Novikoff, a Medical College faculty member, was a communist and should be fired. UVM fired Novikoff. My grandfather dissented.
Were he alive today, Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-12692304674726089572019-07-15T12:31:00.002-04:002019-10-14T12:51:13.403-04:00A Fresh Application of Bigotry
Somewhere along the line in elementary school, I came across a biography of W.E.B DuBois. I read it and then, as best as I can remember, I didn’t pick up another book on African-American history for perhaps 15 years.
But that does not mean that I learned nothing more about the subject during that time. At what is now the Amherst-Pelham Regional MiddleGrace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-70265186961493620912019-07-13T21:19:00.004-04:002020-11-18T09:45:33.034-05:00Promising Treatments for Depression Stem from Research into Little-Understood Brain Functions
(Commissioned by a Guru.com client, a.k.a. Asshole)
People with major depression often find themselves crying for no apparent reason; they report feelings of seemingly insurmountable sorrow, like plummeting down a well of worsening despair. Suicide attempts are common.
Incidences of the debilitating mental illness major depression are spiking worldwide.Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-13363882890394832772018-05-20T18:11:00.000-04:002019-12-03T13:07:18.320-05:00
Somewhere along the line in elementary school, I came across a biography of W.E.B DuBois. I read it and then, as best as I can remember, I didn’t pick up another book on African-American history for perhaps 15 years.
But that does not mean that I learned nothing more about the subject during that time. At what is now the Amherst-Pelham Regional Middle School, I had a class in which Edward Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-10748035724681700342016-11-03T11:54:00.002-04:002019-10-14T13:33:16.214-04:00Following the money: Vote No On Massachusetts Question 2. Part II.
Is it free-market indoctrination, or just plain
union busting? For
whichever purpose, corporate America is dropping a ton of cash on Massachusetts ballot Question 2.
In an earlier post I described the support of Massachusetts ballot Question 2 as being ``corporation laden.’’ The relatively superficial digging I’ve done reveals that the pro-Question 2 forces have pumped millions of Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-82879792114864142172016-10-31T14:49:00.001-04:002019-07-05T17:03:27.157-04:00Vote No on Massachusetts Question 2. Part I.
The debate over the merit of Massachusetts ballot
Question 2 has been enfeebled by its he-said-she-said quality. Those who want
the referendum defeated, with whom I agree,* have presented their case
vaguely; their obtuseness could lead to passage of the referendum to the
detriment of nearly a million public school students.
Leading the opposition is Save Our Schools. If Save Our Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-67189657063911236042016-10-15T13:11:00.006-04:002019-12-03T13:06:40.284-05:00President Trump's dream: his very, very own news empire, where anything could be true
The media coverage of Donald J. Trump's presidential campaign has had a one-thing-after-another feel. An inundation of bigotry, misogyny and homophobia. And, more recently, revelations about his taxes and putting the moves on women.
The experience of taking it all in has been dizzying, like being stuck on an islet, watching a twister blow around and aroundGrace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-23345646475491836672014-06-28T12:36:00.003-04:002019-12-20T20:50:35.112-05:00Grace dances with Mr. D.
Yesterday Grace survived a chance of death that was small but probable enough so that her surgeon and my household could not ignore it.
One drowsy dog late last night
Here is a photo of grace at 10 last night, 12 hours or so after having a "mass" removed from the right side her of head. Before the removal of fur from the side of her head and the insertion of stitches, the vet at The Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-63124212566505734182014-06-08T15:51:00.001-04:002019-12-20T20:50:35.131-05:00Around here, we try not to step on anyone's toes
Taken in a certain retail establishment that would go unnamed if it hadn't been named already.
Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-14977259821278301972012-04-11T10:15:00.003-04:002012-04-17T16:27:30.838-04:00Woody on guitar learning and playingThis appeared in the edition of ``The Folksinger's Guitar Guide'' that I bought in 1974. About 20 years later I was looking at a newer edition and I noticed the essay was missing. But a few months ago, ``Folksinger's'' author Jerry Silverman was kind enough to scan the essay in his copy and send it along.
I don't know where my copy went to.Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-24906191831690823252012-03-27T09:17:00.000-04:002012-04-17T10:07:53.415-04:00A rarity: I found this in Tim's Books on Main Streetin Hyannis, Massachusetts last weekend. It was published in 1963 by Ludlow Music, Inc. Perhaps a few hundred songs, many that I've never heard of (I suspect that not all of them were recorded). There are a lot of illustrations by Woody. Woody is never listed as the author. Apparently it wasn't his project. Of course by 1963 he was pretty well incapacitated by Huntington's.
Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-24279212737270320522012-01-25T12:10:00.001-05:002012-01-25T18:58:31.897-05:00great journalism, VIIThis is the earliest thing of mine that I recall being published, except a letter to the editor of the now-defunct Amherst Times, which I'm pretty sure I've lost. The Phoenix Press had published a short piece in which one Robert Croke defended nuclear power. Well, that didn't exactly hit my sweet spot, so I penned this treatise -- it was much longer than what Croke wrote -- to put him in his Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-43083019637446777352012-01-09T14:30:00.000-05:002012-01-19T19:58:08.187-05:00Great journalism, VI
The good old days, sort of. Amherst and Hadley, Massachusetts when there were still James McManus, Gas Lite I and Classe Cafe, and the state unemployment rate was below 5 percent. Of course we could have been talking about a ton of shit jobs. At any rate it was the 80s, so something had to have been going wrong. From the Amherst Bulletin, Aug. 19, 1987
Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-59862642693011871032012-01-09T14:11:00.000-05:002012-01-09T14:36:27.031-05:00Great journalism V, or I met somebody who knew Ed Meese``In the end, I'm not sure if he did anything illegal. I'm not sure if I'm a pro-Meese man now. But working in the press office, you get a defensive attitude.''
Story about Anthony Forte, press intern at the Justice Department during the Golden Years. The Amherst Bulletin, Sept. 21, 1988
Of course you know that when I say Great Journalism, I'm displaying an ability to laugh at myself. It's not Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-577751405002768452012-01-08T16:21:00.000-05:002012-01-08T16:46:49.708-05:00Great journalism, IV``Their drumming was drowned out by loud rock 'n' roll music blasting from what Singingtree discovered to be a loudspeaker mounted in a tree in the Smead's yard, pointed at the teepee, Singingtree said.''
This from another clip having to do with the 1996 Sally Singingtree teepee flap in Amherst, Massachusetts. I wish I had stumbled across my story in which Fred Smead, the disgruntled neighbor, Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-13070043735744147742012-01-06T14:48:00.000-05:002012-01-28T21:07:24.968-05:00Great journalism, III
The drums were loud, I understand. If I had really been doing my job, I would have driven to her house some evening to find out how loud. Just to get a feel for the situation. Eventually, the next-door neighbor whom this bothered so much moved away. Before then he wouldn't speak with me, but after he had relocated to Hadley he gave me an interview. I haven't been able to find that clip.
I Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-43842859232621977812012-01-04T17:34:00.006-05:002012-01-28T20:32:26.606-05:00yet more great journalism
At the time, my editor thought the woman with a garage full of plastics, waiting for the Great Recycling Bin, was wrong. As it turned out, the eccentric was right. Amherst Bulletin, Aug. 2, 1989Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-12785972730845562832012-01-04T13:55:00.005-05:002012-01-28T20:37:32.639-05:00Great Journalism, part one
For the Amherst BulletinGrace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-70095697029751462082012-01-04T11:44:00.005-05:002012-01-19T17:10:39.584-05:00Up in VermontThe inscription on the back of this reads ``Edwin B. and Emma (Alizabeth Graves) Moody with sons Clarence, Edwin and Lewis in front of the Moody farm outside Waterbury Center on the Stowe Road.'' Lewis Nathaniel Moody was the father of my grandfather, Paul Amos Moody. Taken around 1890, guessing from Lewis' apparent age of 20. The father's side of Emma's family had considerable numbers in Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-2335797259118522552012-01-04T11:34:00.005-05:002012-01-04T15:39:26.771-05:00Todd Rundgren's people were kind enough to send me this after I had sent Todd a fan letter, circa 1974. It's autographed. I was thrilled.Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-40758969110767272152011-03-30T14:15:00.010-04:002011-12-07T21:39:19.977-05:00Shooting for the Big Time This is an essay on Web-content filtering software that concerned people have installed on public computers to spare others exposure to things that the filterers think are bad for them. I wrote it in November 2010 as my final paper for Florida State University's Foundations of the Information Professions graduate course. One of the other students in the course garnered attention -- I think it Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-1668411275531783472010-12-22T08:31:00.009-05:002012-01-28T21:02:51.933-05:00I have too much going on with school and the holidays between now and early April, so until then this blog will be dormant.Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7103737953087832259.post-7677391531850086142010-11-16T09:33:00.001-05:002012-01-25T19:45:12.265-05:00doghead in motionClick here to see a doghead in motion...Grace the Doghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16991868134798339304noreply@blogger.com0