02/26/11 VIEWS DESKTOP - SNOWSCAPE
VIEW FROM THE DESKTOP: If you’be been following the weekly news briefs from The Vermilion News (below) you should have noticed the outline of the area some long time Vermilionites called the “Stove Plant Allotment” beginning to appear. The “allotment” covered the acreage on the west side of the village between the two railroads. Today it would consist of all the land (again) between the railroads to the north and south - and from Edson creek on the east to what Jackson street on the west. Originally the brainchild of Vermilion’s Chamber of Commerce it was intended to lure a Pottery Factory to town. The acreage was broken down into lots, and the lots were sold to villagers willing to invest in the venture. Obviously, the Pottery Factory never came to town. From what I was able to gather it was, ironically, the lack of a water-plant that really killed the deal. In 1903 having a local water processing plant was not a very popular issue among local taxpayers. Sewers were just as unpopular. [As an aside there was also a mention of selling a private franchise to a company that would build a water-plant - which was / is an interesting idea.] But in any case, plans for the Pottery Factory were scapped. And along came another enterprising person with an idea to build a Stove Plant at the same location. How that materialised is something I’ve yet come across in my studies. But I’m moving toward that discovery. For we know that it did happen. And I’m also interested in finding out how long that lasted - and what finally killed it. As I go through these issues - week by week - the truth shall out.
DISTRACTIONS: Though I read a great deal all through the year this winter has been so dreadful (I am unable to think of a better word for it at the moment) that I've probably spent even more time reading than usual. It is my habit to read through authors. So, for the last several weeks I've been reading the mystery novels of James Patterson - his Alex Cross detective series. These books are fast reads. They're more like watching a television series production than reading. Often the stories and some of the very evil characters carry over from book to book.
Perhaps the appeal is that the books don't require a great deal of thought to comprehend. I don't know whether that's good or bad. But reading them I don't pay a great deal of attention to the weather. Let it snow...
Historically,
THE SAILOR
EDWARD A. HILL: This newspaper clipping tells thee about as much as I really know about the lost Vermilion sailor E.A. Hill. It's another sad piece.
In mid-November 1913 a storm swept across the Great Lakes. At least six vessels were lost on Lake Huron including Hill's boat - the steamer John A. McGean with a crew of 28. More than 100 sailors were lost overall.
Captain Hill lived with his wife Mary and three children - Nellie, Ida, and Alvah, on a country road just west of the village. Edward was born in 1863. Mary was born in 1865. Both were from Pennsylvania.
To date I was unable to track the life of the family after the Captain lost his life in 1913. Ergo; I don't know if the family remained in Vermilion or left after his demise.
PAINTING THE TOWN: Sometimes things are painted in pictures. And sometimes in stories. But however painted they are nonetheless as powerful...
TENT SALE AT SOUTH STREET SCHOOL I dont' really have anything on this photograph except to say that it is among those take by late Vermilionite Roy Kneisel. I believe Mr. Kneisel graduated from Vermilion High School around 1939. Consequently, I assume that this is a pic of several of his classmates.
I thought the pic was a neat photo because I never saw - nor thought of - setting up a tent in front yard of South Street School. It must have been a rather novel thing to have done.
[NOTE: When one thinks on it setting up tents, tarps, etc. on school property during one of Vermilion's several festivals might not be such a terrible idea. This is especially true given the fact that the property is no longer being used. It seems a shame to have all that good open space and not use it.]
In any case, I just liked this photograph. So here, sans much explanation, it is. Mr. K. took a good number of (small) snaps of students and teachers of the era. There are several of Mr. Gebhardt (with a full head of hair), Mr. DeWitt, and Mr. Synder (taking some photographs). All of these photographs and other documents will be forwarded to the Vermilion Area Archival Society.
AGAIN - ANOTHER NEW (NOW OLD) THING: Initially I said that "This will not take the place of the "Macabre" stuff all the time - but will supplement whilst I search for more macabre stories to tell." But methinks that it's carved out a niche for itself and the "Macabre stuff" with have to find another.
So stay tuned...
February 12, 1903 - Volume 6 - Number 37 Miss Maggie Christman returned to Cleveland Monday. The village Council will meet Monday evening, pursuant to adjournment on the 2nd. Lorain is having trouble with their filter system installed about two years ago. Many wish that the alum process had been continued. Mr. and Mrs. L. Boylan have returned from a week’s stay in Chicago, Ill. where they were called by the death of Mrs. B’s brother, Mr. Hogan. Mr. and Mrs. W.H. Humphrey, and Mrs. Everett Humphrey of Glenville, O. are guests at the home of their mother Mrs. J.J. Call. Lost - A fur boa on the road between the Reformed church and the home of J. Wills Finder please leave at the news Office or Vermilion Post Office. Try the ideal Laundry. Work called for and delivered promtly [sic] Frank Bond, agent. Leave your order at Englebry’s Clothing store. Laundry leaves Thursday a.m. Dr. E. H. Richards, who has been in Africa three years as a Missionary will speak in the M.E. Church on next thursday evening at the regular prayer meeting hour. All are most cordially invited to come.
-------------------- Uncle Sam’s Sirvice.[sic]
The perfection of the U.S. mail service is well illustrated by the following. A letter mailed from Pasadena, Cal. addressed to Rev. J.E. Moeller. 279 Starkweather Ave. Pasadena, Cal. (instead of Cleveland, O.) came to above Street and number at Cleveland, O. and from there was forwarded to Rev. Moeller at Linwood Park. 279 Starkweather Ave, Cleveland, O. was the former address of Rev. Moeller.
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Capt. Lyons of Lorain spent Sunday here. The Sandusky, Huron, Vermillion, Lorain and Londonville Railway Company of Sandusky was incorporated. Married - Thursday evening at the home of the bride’s parents, Mr. Conrad Margard Jr. of Sandusky an [sic] Miss Catherine A. Kishman of this place Rev. Rheinhart of Ceylon officiating. Mrs. P.H. Hahn gave a dinner Sunday in honor of her sister Mrs. Hicock of Chicago. Covers were laid for fourteen. All had an enjoyable time. Louis Blovett is at the Lake House. The social given by Miss Wahl’s class of boys Friday evening netted them $4.00. Mrs. F.H. Rae who is spending the winter at Lakewood was here Monday. Mrs. Jacob Nieding gave a very pleasant dinner party to a number of her lady friends Thursday. A number of friends of Mrs. and Mrs. C. Joyce gave them a pleasant surprise Thursday evening. A supper was served and a most enjoyable time is reported. There will be a special service at the Reformed Church next Sunday evening. The Sunday School Missionary day will be celebrated. The scholars of the Sunday Shool [sic] will present some interesting as well as instructive facts. Come and bring your offering for missions. Regular German services in the morning.
-------------------- From Wall Street To Oberlin.
As showing the standing which the Oberlin Business College has gained in the business centers of the country, it is interesting to note that a well known Wall street broker, Mr. W.H. Ellis, has just sent his nephew, Mr. Carlos E. Starnes, to Oberlin to take advantage of the excellent business training to be secured in our local business college. -The Oberlin News, Jan. 30, 1903.
Mrs. Jacob Nieding of the shore road east gave a dinner last Thursday. All had a pleasant time. Miss Marie Schuster is spending the week at Lorain and Elyria. Friends may desert the editor, rivals may scorn him and he may fail to make a fortune, but as long as his scissors do not break, or rats eat up his paste, and subscribers pay up, hope turns its golden light upon him and his future has a silver dollar lining which sorrow can not corrode. Miss Eliza Schuster accompanied by Miss Mae Nieding spent Saturday and Sunday with the former’s parents. Mrs. W.T. Kneisel gave a quilting party at her home last Wednesday. A social was given at Upton Darby’s Saturday evening for the benefit of music in the school. About $7.00 was taken in. A large crowd enjoyed the affair. Mrs. E.L. Coen entertained at tea last evening in honor of her guests, Mrs. Thomas Davis, of Cambridge, O., and Mrs. Rahill, of Oberlin.
-------------------- WE ARE MOVING.
We are sure our readers will excuse us this week and possibly next, for not having our usual quota of news. We are preparing to move the printing equipment to the ground floor of the building we are now in and it will require considerable time to handle the heavy machinery and put it in place. For several weeks past we have issued ten pages, and will, in all probability, continue to do so as soon as we are settled in our new quarters. The News is giving its readers more news and substantial reading than any other country weekly published in this section and will continue to do so. Bring in your news items early and also your orders for job work. It will be appreciated.
Plans have been made for a Sunday School tour of the county. Services will be held in Vermilion at the M.E. Church Sunday evening, February 22, by Rev. H.A. Dowling. S.W. Simons has brought injunction proceedings against the Lake Shore Electric to prevent them from stringing their high tension wire across his property. It is claimed that the Lake Shore Electric Ry. Co. has been considering the advisability of discontinuing freight service and will carry express instead. Don’t forget the Valentine social to be held at the home of Mrs. Ed Sherod, Friday evening, February 13. A program appropriate for occasion will be given and a royal good time is anticipated. Mrs. Minkler returned from Elmore, O. today, where she was called by the death of a brother. Henry P. Breinig was acquitted by the jury of common pleas court of the charge of extortion found by the grand jury nearly a year ago. norwalk is expecting a pottery plant. A. Denman has sold his farm to the Orphan’s Home Society. Geo. Englebry is having a gas well drilled on his lot back of Friday’s barber shop.
-------------------- Public Sale.
John Buckley has rented his farm and will offer his stock and farm equipment at Public Auction Friday, February 20. If anything in this line is needed now is the time to get it.
Roy Hulbert, of North Amherst was in town Wednesday. Capt. Hahn was Cleveland visitor Wednesday. Mr. and Mrs. Anticott, of Toledo spent the first of the week at the home of C. Jay. Mrs. Florence Churchill of Oberlin is the guest of relatives here. Henry Schmoll and Mrs. Geo. Krapp are recipients of a quantity of beautiful flowers from Frank Schomer and Geo. Krapp who are sojourning in that “land of flowers.” The People’s Auto-Transit Co. is issuing a prospectus. If you are interested apply to M. Moulton Brownhelm, O. We hope the company will be successful in their undertaking as a line from the south should bring much trade to Vermilion. Esther E. Moeller of the park is at present with her musical friend Miss Emma Reiffert in Cleveland and is having avery pleasant time according to her last report. She intends to stay till the middle of next week and while in Cleveland will call on her many friends and former school mates.
Miss Mollie Rumsey is spending the week in Cleveland. Mrs. K. Brown of Lorain is spending a few days here. Miss Leah Burrows has accepted a postios [sic] at the News Office. The box social given at the M.E. Church Parlors las evening was a success socially, and netted the League $10. Ray Phelps of Cleveland spent Sunday at the home of his parents. Mrs. E.G. Chase is entaining [sic] a sister from Iowa. John Ritter, the tailor, is again able to be around with the aid of crutches.
Hmmmmmm....
"The newspaper was located on the 2nd floor of the structure."
THE REASON WE NEED NEWSPAPERS: It is difficult (at least it is for myself) to believe that in August of 2009 fifty years will have passed since the first edition of the Vermilion Photojournal appeared in our pretty city. The Vermilion News - the predominant weekly prior to the establishment of the journal - was published for only 67 years when it was put to bed. Time most certainly does fly - when you’re having fun. I, of course, believe that newspapers play an important role in the life of our nation. As Jerry Coleman, former Major League Baseball second baseman and, currently, a play-by-play announcer for the San Diego Padres, put it, "A day without newspapers is like walking around without your pants on." I’d say that’s pretty important. The people of the community of Vermilion, Ohio have sought to keep their drawers in place since about 1876 when The “Vermillion” Bugle became their primary news source. It was printed by the Amherst (Ohio) Free Press. It is said that another weekly published by a Mr. Ruggles called “The Vermillion Times” may have helped secure the trousers of local citizens between the demise of the “Bugle” in 1879 and the first publication of “The Vermillion News” in 1897. But thanks to the “News” and the “Photojournal” the metaphorical trousers of the community have remained safely in place for over a century now without a hitch. The fellow who started this 112 year old journalistic indulgence came to Vermilion from Greensprings, Ohio in 1897. His name was Robert Whitmore. He set up his press in a building known as the “Wells Building” on the east side of Grand Street just north of the railroad tracks. It was disappeared sometime in the 1960’s. By November of 1898 Robert grew tired of the business and his father George (inset photo) - who had been drawn to Vermilion because of the glowing recommendations of his son - took over the operation. For whatever reason George named H.A. Haven as the publisher. “H.A. Haven” - a fairly distinguished looking / sounding name -was actually George’s mother Hattie. At the very beginning of the 20th century Whitmore sold the business to a newly married couple, Pearl and Elizabeth “Bessie” Roscoe, for just a few hundred dollars. The newspaper was located on the 2nd floor of the structure. The paper, itself, consisted of a five column 8 page sheet. Four of the pages were printed in Cleveland, and the other four were printed on a "Gorden Jobber" (note: A jobber is a platen press that prints less than a full sheet. The term describes work such as billheads, stationary, handbills and personal stationary) one page at a time. In September of 1904 the Roscoes purchased a property further south on Grand Street, and in November moved the business to a new building on that lot. The Roscoes and - then their eldest daughter’s family - the Tarrants kept the information and ink flowing, and the presses rolling until 1964 when the family shut the lights off and retired their presses. Fortunately, local citizens did not find themselves without any local news resource altogether. Thanks to the existence of the Photojournal Vermilionites were rescued from the prospect walking about - as the aforementioned Jerry Coleman opined - in our underpants. The internet may very well be a wonderful invention / resource. But there’s just nothing like sitting down in your favorite chair with a cup of coffee to read the local newspaper. If the power goes out you can still read it by candlelight. Trousers are optional.
Ref: Published in theVermilion Photojournal 4/16/09; Written 4/12/09 @ 10:58 AM
"Baby, Its Cold Outside" may have been the song running through 13 year old Chester Greenwood's head one cold December day in 1873. To protect his ears while ice skating, he found a piece of wire, and with his grandmother's help, padded the ends. In the beginning, his friends laughed at him. However, when they realized that he was able to stay outside skating long after they had gone inside freezing, they stopped laughing. Instead, they began to ask Chester to make ear covers for them, too. At age 17 Chester applied for a patent. For the next 60 years, Chester's factory made earmuffs, and earmuffs made Chester rich.
THE FIRE-LANDS: I found the following information re: the early inhabitants of our area to be extremely informative. Methinks you will also.
I am getting better at transcribing these passages so there are fewer mistakes. But I like to read as I go - and sometimes I fill in the blanks. So tread carefully this trail through yesteryear.
The following series will take thee to the south of Vermilion in the Clarksfield area. Methinks you'll find this history quite fascinating.
NEW HAVEN.
...levelled them with the surrouuding plain. It was upon land owned by the heirs of David Dow, and situated within the limits of the town plat. The embankments were of circular form, very plainly marked, and trees of a large growth were standing upon them fifty years ago.
THE CONNECTICUT “SUFFERERS” AND THE FIRST OWNERS OF THE SOIL.
A pioneer's experience DURING THE WAR OF 1813. Caleb Palmer was the pioneer of New Haven. He entered, for the purpose of settlement, what was then an unbroken wilderness, before the war, in 1811, and was, undoubtedly, the first permanent white resident in the territory now included in the bounds of Huron county. He was a typical pioneer, rugged, strong, independent, fearless. He was a surveyor, and in that capacity had tramped through the forests of this part of the country some years before. He bought land in 1810. His family, in 1811, when he made his settlement, consisted of himself, wife and two children. Two men, Woodcock and Newcomb, came at the same time, or soon after, but neither remained long in the township, or was prominently associated with its affairs. Newcomb died in Trumbull county, where he had returned for his family. Woodcock made his home on lot sixty-six, section two, and remained a year or so. No mention of him is made after the close of the war, and it is probable that he did not return to his land after going to Richland county, at the time of the Indian'scare. It is difficult to obtain. definite information in regard to Palmer, for he seems to have had a peculiar dislike of leaving anything to posterity concerning himself, and is said to have destroyed many papers, which, were they now in existence, would afford interesting particulars of his early life. The first few years of Palmer's experience was of the kind that would make the stoutest heart quail. Soon after the war began, he went to Lower Sandusky with an ox team, and there learned of Hull's surrender, which left the frontier without defence. He was on his guard on the long drive home, and prepared for the worst. No trouble was, however, experienced. During the war, an almost constant watch was kept by the few inhabitants scattered through the country, and scouts were constantly employed, so that the approach of any large body of redskins might be apprehended, and the settlers given time to flee from their homes. On one occasion, five hostile Indians encamped upon the river bottom, just opposite Palmer's cabin. An attack was momentarily expected, but for some reason, although they were well aware of the existence of the house, they did not come near it, but contented themselves with making a meal from the corn growing near by. The danger may have been overestimated, for it was regularly reported that the woods were full of Indians, and rumors, probably greatly exaggerated, reached the pioneers, of horrible atrocities in various parts of the wilderness. This family and one or two other settlers in the township, and two or three more in Greenfield, lived in almost constant fear that the terrific war whoop of the savages would be heard about their houses, and that scenes would be enacted about their hearthstones similar to those of which they had heard. The imagination pictured dangers when none existed. Any unusual sound in the forest, the suspicious cry of an owl, or of a wild animal, might be the signal for an overwhelming onslaught and massacre. Palmer and Woodcock had agreed that if either saw Indians in the vicinity, a rifle shot should be fired, and that on no account whatever, except on such occasion, should a gun be fired. Palmer and "Johnny Appleseed," who was at that time living with him, one day heard the sharp crack of a rifle, in the direction of Woodcock's cabin; almost immediately it was followed by two more reports. Feeling sure that Indians were near at hand. Palmer and his companion prepared for a hasty retreat. The family was prepared to start, the moveables were packed, and then it being thought best to reconoiter, Johnny started, rifle in hand, through the woods. Several hours passed, leaving Palmer and his family in terrible suspense, and then he too, shouldered his gun and went toward Woodcock's, expecting to find that his friends had both been murdered. As he neared the spot, where he judged the shooting had occurred, his mind troubled with all kinds of apprehensions, he saw, indistinctly through the bushes, a dusky form. Supposing that it was an Indian intent upon murder, he raised his rifle to his shoulder, took deliberate aim and was about to fire, when the figure disappeared. Presently it again came in sight, and again Palmer's rifle went to his shoulder and his eye glanced along the barrel. Something diverted his attention and he did not fire. A third time he leveled his gun upon the form, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, be obtained a clearer view and recognized "Johnny Appleseed." The rifle was dashed to the ground and Palmer in a few seconds was embracing his old friend and explaining to him the danger through which he had unknowingly passed. Woodcock having become almost famished for want of meat, and a deer coming close to his cabin, he had shot him. regardless of the agreement that no firing should take place unless Indians appeared. Johnny Appleseed on discovering the cause of the alarm, had remained to help dress the animal, and when seen by Palmer, was on his way back with one of the venison hams hanging by his side. Not all of the alarms, however, were so soon dispelled as this one. At three different times during the war. Palmer was compelled to fly from his home mand take refuge in the block house at Mansfield. Once, in the fall of 1813, the scouts came to his cabin and told him that if he cared for his own life, or the safety of his family, he must lose no time in reaching Mansfield, for the Indians were not far away and were approaching. Early in the following morning, the three horses were caught, all of the household goods, that could be carried, packed upon them; the crops that had been gathered, and whatever could not be taken with them, stored in the house, and the family made the tedious and slow journey to the block house. Palmer returned on foot to ascertain the fate of his log house and his goods, and laying in ambush, saw the the little log dwelling, which had...
Excerpts from: The Fire Lands, Comprising Huron and Erie Counties, Ohio; W.W. Williams - 1879 - Press of Leader Printing Company, Cleveland, Ohio
IT SEEMS LIKE JUST YESTERDAY: Six days following Commencement exercises for the VHS Class of 1944 (5-31-1944) the largest single-day amphibious invasion of all time took place on the Normandy Coast. In effect, it was the beginning of the end of WW2. Less than a year later the war in Europe would be over; and a few months afterward (8-14-1945) hostilities in the Pacific would also cease. Punctuated by mushroom shaped clouds over the cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan this was the brave new world the Class of 1944 was about to inherit. How they would fare in it was not so much a question as if they would fare at all. But, of course, in hindsight - and hindsight being as some say, “ 20-20” - we all now know that most did. Sixty-five years, and four or five wars, later Mary Louise “Tootie” Reisinger, a member of the aforementioned class, would recall that “1944 was a tough time to graduate! Almost all the boys left for the war and may [sic] never come back. We did not have everything like most people do now - no TV - no cell phones - automatic washers - calculators - nylons (because nylon was needed for parachutes) - meat and gasoline was rationed - sugar was scarce. We didn’t mind. Long lines of Army vehicles went through town full of soldiers from Camp Perry. We’d stand by Hart’s Drug Store and wave.” The graduating class at Vermilion High School in 1944 was made up of only 36 young people; and was equally divided between genders. They were Paul Allen, Loren Bachman, Merle Baker, Jerry Basilone, Juanita Beetler, John Brackley, Joyce Brothers, Mary Louise Chandler, Anna Laura Demuth, Gloria Derby, Virginia Dumas, Irene Fandrich, Mary Jane Fischer, Dalton “Dutch” Forrider, Irene Gerber, Ed Greiner, Dale Hoffman, Emma Kamps, Chuck Kishman, Evelyn Kyle, Dick Livingood, Louis Lumley, LaVina Lumley, Bill Marks, Ray Maslanka, Emil Novotny, Ed Schmidt, Eddie Schwensen, Eleanor Sprunk, Jim Snell, Arch Stevenson, Irene Szekley, Margaret Tomusko, Anna Tokar, Cecelia Vasu, and Dale “Tulip” Wendell. Had it not been for the war seven more young men might have participated in those commencement exercises. Lou Rodgers, Gene Goll, Gene Boone, Billy Bond, John Markovich, Walt Taylor, and Gaylord Reising were already in the military and were, or would soon be, actively engaged in the battles which raged across Europe and the Pacific. Billy Bond, an Army Artillery Mechanic, was killed in Europe. (His memory lives in the name of Vermilion’s VFW - the Holland-Bond - Post.) Yet despite the difficulties caused by the war Tootie believes that, “All of this made our class closer because every 5 years when we’ve had a reunion most everybody comes if they can. Now we’re getting to be less and less [Note: 14 members of the original 36 have passed on.] but we still all like each other! Isn’t that nice?” The war years, as indicated, were certainly difficult - for everyone. The sacrifices made by the American people had been substantial. They had had to do without many things they customarily used - and had, perhaps, come to take for granted. There were, for instance, no VHS Yearbooks printed between 1939 and 1945 due to shortages of both paper and ink. So for those who graduated during those years the most tangible memento of the experience they shared was a lifelong friendship. And though the number of graduates of the VHS Class of 1944 (pictured) is now smaller; and the hair on the heads of those who remain is grown just a tad lighter; the bonds of their friendship seems to have grown stronger. And I’m sure that if you asked any one of them about it they would probably say that the yesteryear(s) they shared seems just like yesterday. One would hope that the VHS Class of 2009 will be as fortunate.
THE MIDDLE-AGED TEAPOT SONG
I'm a middle-aged man, short and stout. Here is my beer gut, here is my pouch. When I get all steamed up, hear me shout: "Where's my remote? It was on the couch!" -Anon.
PODCAST #219:This week the Vermilion Views Podcast #219 well......It ain't great. It's another leg of my experimentation with a new process. I took a video a friend recently sent me and enlarged it. Just to see how it would work. It worked. However; the sound is a bit loud and sounds like it's in a echo chamber. Nonetheless; it's a brief - but interesting vid. It's called the "5th Wheel".
Persons interested in the history of the Lake Shore Electric Railway (which was the subject of a recent past podcast series) - "the greatest electaric railway system on the planet" may want to go to Amazon.com and purchase a book called "Images of Rail - Lake Shore Electric Railway". It was put together by Thomas J. Patton with the help of my friends Dennis Lamont and Albert Doane. It'd make a nice gift.
Also, please note that all the video (MP4) podcasts (when used) are done in the "Quicktime MP4" format. If you don't have "Quicktime" it's easy to find and free to download.
NOTE NOTE:Past podcasts are not available in the on-line archive. They just take up too much disk space. But if one really, really, really wants to acquire a copy of a past cast it can be had by contacting me and I will place it on a disc and send it to ye for a minimal fee.
LOCAL ANNOUNCEMENTS: After giving it much thought this link has been "put-down". During the last year most of the folks who used to use this page as a bulletin board have acquired their own and, consequently, no longer need this forum from "Views". I have, however, kept links (in the links section) to Larry Hohler's "Hope Homes" in Kenya - and to Bette Lou Higgins' Eden Valley Enterprises sites. They are historically and socially relevant projects. I suggest that you visit these sites on a regular basis to see "what's shakin'".
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