Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Good food, good meat, good gracious let's eat

(published in the Chattanooga Times-Free Press, November 23, 2010 and in Effingham Now, a Savannah Morning News publication, November 24, 2010)

As the great songsmith Johnny Mercer wrote, I'm old fashioned. Especially now, because the holidays are here; Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hanukkah, another Blue Star Ointment Bowl for the Georgia Bulldogs, or whatever else you celebrate.

As Andy Williams still sings (I think), it's the most wonderful time of the year, except for a very sad group of people who lecture me on how to lighten up my holiday meal. Born to bring depression and guilt to the holidays, they are dietitians.

Merriam-Webster defines dietitian as "someone who specializes in dietetics." If that is the case, dietetics must be the practice of making you feel as if you are an Empire State-size pool of offensive-tackle cellulite because you dare to enjoy the concept of flavorful food. Cook your eggs with a pat of butter instead of a micro-spritz of tea leaf oil and, the dietitian says, your heart will jump out of your body, run to I-75 and commit hari kari on the grill of a log truck.

Actually, if you look at the science, many foods demonized by dietitians have been vindicated as being good for you in moderation, such as eggs, wine and red meat. Not only that, foods created as substitutes for the bad foods, like margarine and (God have mercy on the soul of whoever created) low-fat peanut butter, have been exposed as culinary Charles Mansons. Since the great Alton Brown already has beaten me to the food science gig, here are my tips for happy, full-bellied holidays.

Turkey

The dietitian says: A hearty bowl of turkey feather and pine bark soup.

Ray says: Deep-fry the bird. Beer-batter the turkey before deep frying for some extra crunch. OK, I haven't tested the battered method, but it sure does sound good.

Dressing/stuffing

The dietitian says: Your breadbasket will drop kick your esophagus out of your mouth if you so much as open the can of bread crumbs to begin making it.

Ray says: Make four pans; one for Thanksgiving dinner, one for the snack for the evening football game, one for Black Friday breakfast, and one to pick at for the rest of the weekend. Don't forget the melted butter, the melted butter or, especially, the melted butter.

Green bean Casserole

The dietitian says: Why ruin wonderfully crisp green beans with a glob of fat and those french-fried onions?

Ray says: I hate to do this, but I agree with the dietitian here. Green bean casserole should only be used as a weapon against the Taliban.

Sweet potatoes

The dietitian says: Commune with nature by eating them raw, perhaps heating them by holding a match or a lighter underneath them for a few seconds. On second thought, the lighter would probably release some obscure chemical that will kill you in 3.4 seconds.

Ray says: The Lord created brown sugar to make copious amounts of sweet-tater casserole. And he saw that it was good. Add some pecans, and you almost have a meal right there. Better make four of those, too.

Pumpkin Pie

The Dietitian says: (and I am not making this one up) Save the calories by making a crustless pumpkin pie.

Ray says: Why not just go ahead and take Santa Claus, "It's A Wonderful Life" and getting snockered and telling the boss off at the office holiday party out of Christmas?

The dietitians soon will descend onto the TV "news" shows telling us with Botoxed straight faces that their six-pack of bah humbug really does taste good. I am no doctor, but what's wrong with a little portion control year-round to allow for some holiday indulgence? That way, I enjoy my Thanksgiving lunch, sleep it off during the second-half of the Detroit Lions' annual Turkey-Day elimination from the NFL playoffs, then wake up and go back for seconds.

Then again, maybe I am being too harsh. Perhaps we should show some holiday kindness to the dietitian. After all, grazing weather is usually much frostier this time of year.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Embry-Riddle is ready for takeoff

(published in the Nov./Dec. issue of Pooler Magazine)

The pictures hanging on the walls conjure up thoughts of Snoopy and the Red Baron, Clark Gable and Spencer Tracy zooming through the black and white sky of the old movie “Test Pilot”, and even of the founders of flight, the Wright Brothers.  That’s no accident, as Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University was founded 85 years ago on the anniversary date of the Wrights’ maiden air voyage.  Today, not only is Embry-Riddle on the cutting edge of aviation education, it also trains the next generation of pilots, engineers, and other leaders in the world of flight on more than 170 campuses around the globe.  Its newest location is here in Pooler at the Park West office complex next to Pooler Parkway.

Pooler’s mayor could barely contain himself when talking about the new kid on the block. “We are thrilled to have Embry-Riddle here,” says Mike Lamb.  “We have had so much growth in other areas and other industries, and now to have a major university locate here, so close to Gulfstream and the airport, is just wonderful.”

Some may raise an eyebrow at the idea that Embry-Riddle is a “major university.”  After all, we think of Georgia, Georgia Tech, or Armstrong Atlantic State in that manner, certainly not an institution with a hyphenated name.  But Embry-Riddle easily qualifies as ‘major’, especially for its specialization.  “If you’re in the field of aviation, you know the name Embry-Riddle,” says Jennifer Furlong, the Pooler campus’s Director of Academic Support.  “We have well over 30,000 students when you combine all of our worldwide campuses, and according to the latest numbers, about 25-percent of all commercial pilots are Embry-Riddle graduates.”

It began as a private company in 1925, formed in Cincinnati by entrepreneur T. Higbee Embry and John Paul Riddle, a stunt pilot, or "barnstormer" as they were called during the roaring ‘20’s.   “They formed this company to train pilots,” Furlong says, and the following year, 1926, they changed their business plan and turned it into a school for pilots - the Embry-Riddle School of Aviation.  After some lean times during the Depression, the school exploded in the 1940’s and 1950’s thanks to the need for pilots and technicians during World War II and the Korean War.

Embry-Riddle had schooled thousands of pilots at training centers in Florida since the Second World War, and in 1965, the school consolidated all of its main operations in Daytona Beach.  Within three years, it became an accredited university and by the 1970’s had established a second traditional campus in Prescott, Arizona, as well as its first satellite campuses, mostly on military installations.  Indeed, Furlong says, the Pooler campus was located at Fort Stewart’s Hunter Army Airfield for more than 25 years.  “There used to be a time when the majority of our students were military, which is why most of the extended campuses were attached to a military base.  There has been a shift in student demographics over the past several years.  Now, most of our students are civilian students.”

While they maintain an office at Hunter to serve active duty soldiers, Furlong says Embry-Riddle wanted a campus that was closer to the local aviation action, and she says Pooler was the perfect spot.  “Gulfstream is the obvious reason, but the Savannah airport is also growing by leaps and bounds.  We’re hearing that expansion at Gulfstream and at the airport could add as many as 3,000 new jobs.”  Furlong also mentions last year’s announcement by Boeing that it would locate an assembly line for its 787 Dreamliner two hours from here in North Charleston, South Carolina, and that Boeing may create a maintenance facility for that plant in Georgia.  “You’ve got to be where your target audience is going to be.  I call it the aviation corridor, because that’s really where this area is headed.”

Pilots may still be the superstars of the air, but flight training isn’t yet offered at Embry-Riddle’s Pooler campus.  However, there’s much more to aviation and the training offered at Embry-Riddle than the type that creates flyboys and flygirls.  “There are so many different career paths,” says Furlong.  “You have got to have the support element for those pilots, everything from maintenance to safety, to operation, even management.  There’s a business side to aviation where you need people with an aviation background but also with the business knowledge to run things.”  You can get a four-year degree in Pooler in fields ranging from Aviation Business Administration to Technical Management in Logistics or Occupational Safety and Health.  Furlong also says that, starting in January, the Pooler campus will offer an aviation MBA degree similar to what other Embry-Riddle campuses offer. 

The campus is small, for now, with a couple of classrooms, a computer lab and offices on the first floor of its Park West building, with plans for more classrooms on the second floor.  Only night classes are taught in nine-week terms, and as Furlong points out, Embry-Riddle offers five different ways of taking those classes.  In additional to the traditional classroom setting, “we have what is called blended learning.  It’s a combination of students meeting in a classroom for a certain amount of time, with the remaining portion of their class meeting online.” 

Embry-Riddle helped pioneer distance learning, and Furlong says they also offer classes in what they call “Eagle-Vision”, taking the name of the university’s mascot.  “It’s where a classroom hooks up with another classroom at another campus via teleconference.  We also have Eagle-Vision Home in which students meet at a certain time just as would in a traditional classroom, only everyone is at home using a web-cam.  And we also offer pure online learning.”

Given the times and methods in which classes are offered, it’s easy to tell that many Embry-Riddle students are non-traditional.  “Most of our students work full time,” Furlong says.  “Most of them are already in aviation and are working to advance in their particular field.”  Her campus has served more than 800 students over the past year, with about 300 of those currently active, and Furlong says the move to Pooler will allow them to grow.  “Within the past year, we’ve had about 125 applications, and we think that once the January term, we will start seeing some of that growth.”

Those numbers may sound small when you think of the thousands of students educated at some schools.  But don’t let that fool you, as Embry-Riddle prides itself on training the cream of the aeronautics crop.  “We’re not about getting the numbers,” is how Furlong puts it.  “With some colleges, it’s more like a sales pitch for them.  ‘Let’s get the students in there, and we’ll charge them an outrageous amount, so let’s get their money and get the enrollments.’  Embry-Riddle has such an important relationship with the field of aviation, and we have really high standards for our students.  If you don’t have a love for aviation, I’m not going to try to convince you to attend our school.   It’s not for everyone.”

Maybe not.  But Mayor Lamb is glad that Embry-Riddle is for Pooler, because he says Pooler is very much for Embry-Riddle.  “I am tickled to have them.  I think this is a match made in heaven.”  The feeling is mutual.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Happy Birthday Mr. Mercer!

Savannah school problems are why we live in "The 'Ham"

(Published in Effingham Now, a Savannah Morning News publication, November 17, 2010)

The headline read, "Police charge Hodge Elementary PTA president with theft." For a lot of people, a more shocking headline would have been "Study: Paula Deen uses boatloads of butter in cooking."

It is extremely unfair to those within the Savannah-Chatham County school system who are trying to do good things, but the fact is many folks simply go "ho, hum" to bad news involving Savannah-Chatham schools. They have been completely anesthetized by the sheer volume of those stories. It's also the reason many people, my family included, choose to live in Effingham County.

Almost four years ago, we were thrilled to find out we would be moving to Savannah. We had many favorite hangouts from previous visits - The Crab Shack on Tybee and any place where you could smoke a cigar (ah, the soon-to-be good old days now that the tobacco Gestapo won that battle). We would discover new favorites, like Leopold's Ice Cream, especially in fall when the aroma of pumpkin spice permeates the shop. But when it came time to find a home, our thoughts turned to where our daughter would go to school.

Private school was out of the question; my job title at the time was "radio monkey," with an equivalent pay rate. We had heard horror stories about Savannah's public schools from friends who lived here, but we figured every school system had some bad apples as well as some gems. Our research of test scores confirmed that. Unfortunately, the housing bubble was about to burst, and the only thing we could afford near one of Savannah's good schools was an outhouse.

Then, there was Effingham County, where homes were affordable and all the elementary schools - every single one - had excellent test scores. That settled it. We might single-handedly keep some gas stations open with the miles we would drive, but we were moving to the 'Ham. We weren't alone; the Census says Effingham's population has almost tripled since 1980, and to the south, Bryan County's growth rate is almost as high.

We have since heard the bad stories about Savannah schools - including gang violence, rape and grade manipulation. Our friends who have lived here longer weren't surprised; to them it was the norm.

Surely, you say, there are similar stories from Effingham schools. Well, we did have a high schooler bring some pot brownies to class last year; after all, we're still heavily agricultural. But unless it's being covered up with CIA-like efficiency, violence is not an issue, and there is no need to manipulate grades.

There are many wonderful people working hard to change the Savannah-Chatham school system's perception. Some parents care, but not enough. A press conference a few months ago held by a group of concerned Beach High School parents drew as many members of the media as moms and dads. Unless some of those parents are the Duggars, the Arkansas family with 19 kids, it wasn't close to being representative of the more than 1,000 Beach students.

Some teachers certainly care, but not enough. Too often, leaders of the Savannah Federation of Teachers seem preoccupied with holding protests against the school board. Are the union dues that pay for politicking more important than classroom performance?

We love Effingham County, but, admittedly, our lives might be easier if we moved to Savannah, where we work and do most of our shopping. However, as long as our kids are in school, and unless we win the Mega-Millions jackpot or, heaven-forbid, get to use our own tax dollars to send our children to any school we choose, we're staying put. We take that portion of our role as parents seriously. If more parents, teachers, administrators and union leaders in Savannah and Chatham County did the same, we wouldn't be having this conversation.

Pooler says, "Take that, recession"

(published in the Nov./Dec. issue of Pooler Magazine)

Six months ago, Tony Miner decided it was time for his business to leave Savannah. It wasn’t for lack of customers. His training school for young baseball and softball players was doing pretty well, but its location - the middle of a malodorous industrial area – didn’t exactly conjure up idyllic images of the national pastime. When it came time to find a new home, Miner considered only one city, and many other business owners appear to be doing the same.

“Pooler was the only place I looked at,” Miner says. “I didn’t need to look anywhere else, because this is where I wanted to be.” For that simple reason, you can now find the Miner League Baseball and Softball Academy just off Highway 80 East behind the New Super Buffett Chinese Restaurant. Spend any time in Pooler and you’ll hear other stories like that of Tony Miner. Whether it’s a brand new business like the Publix supermarket off Pooler Parkway or a relocated company like Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University, Pooler is growing again. Perhaps ‘still growing’ is a better way to put it, because the infusion of people and business never actually stopped. The faucet was just turned down to a trickle during the economic downturn.

“We were fortunate in that we weren’t affected by the recession as much as some other cities,” says Mayor Mike Lamb, “because we have people working for the city who did an excellent job of keeping an eye on the economy.” For much of the past decade, it didn’t seem that a recession or anything short of a neutron bomb could stop Pooler. Its population almost tripled, from 6,239 according to the 2000 Census count to a 2009 Census estimate of more than 16,000, “a number we still think is too low,” Lamb quickly adds.

Beginning in the 1990’s, Pooler was a mass footrace between new residents and homebuilders. The city added 500 to 600 new residents per year, and that doesn’t take into account people who live just outside the city limits. “When I talk about growth in Pooler, I really like to talk about the Pooler area,” Lamb says. “Even though the folks in some of the subdivisions off Jimmy Deloach Parkway aren’t technically in the city, a lot of them still have Pooler addresses, so they are just as much a part of us as anyone.” All those new residents needed places to shop and eat, and they got them.

It’s true that the Wal-Mart Supercenter, Sam’s Club and Home Depot near I-95 are technically in Savannah, as are the hotels near Savannah-Hilton Head International Airport, something that even confuses the hotels. “The manager of the new Embassy Suites that just opened (near I-95 behind Wal-Mart) invited me to be part of his ribbon-cutting,” Lamb says, “and I told him I’d be honored to come, but that he’s not in my city. He seemed surprised.” But just down Pooler Parkway within the city of Pooler, eateries like Longhorn Steakhouse, Fatz Café, Lenny’s Sub Shop and Cancun Mexican Restaurant arrived and thrived before the economic slowdown.

Construction also picked up on Highway 80 east of downtown, as business after business sprang up on the road toward Garden City. The Mighty Eighth Air Force may have been founded in Savannah, but its memory and legacy have been preserved at their gorgeous museum that opened at Highway 80 and I-95, in 1996. Now, the museum is getting even bigger with the restoration of a World War II-era B-17 bomber that began last year.

On the housing side, among the many subdivisions bursting from the dust was Godley Station, with a mix of single-family homes, apartments, and office complexes. The influx of people forced the hand of the Savannah-Chatham County School Board to build Godley Station School, which opened its doors this year to 1,100 students ranging from Kindergarten through 8th grade. But as the bricks were being laid for the school, some began to wonder if the mortar had been mixed too soon, as the triple threat of the nationwide housing glut, the financial crisis, and the recession brought most building to a halt.

Well, almost a halt, at least in Pooler. Sure, some major plans fell through, most notably 16 West – the plan for a Target, JC Penney, Belk and many other stores near I-16 at Pooler Parkway which fell through when the developer defaulted on a loan and went bankrupt during the real estate meltdown. But Home Depot competitor Lowe’s followed through with plans to open a new store in that area. The hammers building new houses and apartments fell silent for the most part, but some businesses near the homes that were already built kept moving in or making plans to do so.

A drive down Benton Boulevard, which runs past Home Depot, yields small shops like a golf store, larger businesses like Savannah Tire and new restaurants such as Smokin’ Pig and Cheddar’s Casual Café. Frames-N-Games, which features a sparkling bowling alley, laser tag center, and video game arcade, just celebrated its first anniversary. Frames-N-Games is also home to another restaurant – The Pooler Grille Bar – as well as a “balladium”, where you shoot (and are shot at with) foam balls in a 3-D, blacklit, fluorescent-colored room reminiscent of a life sized video game or a losing politician’s bad dream.

This year, the nation started to slowly emerge from the recession; slowly as in the speed of a slug. But things are moving faster in Mike Lamb’s city, maybe not top gear speed, but quicker than many other cities. “We still aren’t seeing the housing construction we had earlier in the decade,” Lamb says, “but the pace of business growth has definitely picked up.” Lamb proudly points to the relocation of Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University’s campus to Pooler from Hunter Army Airfield, but under the radar of such headline-grabbers, small business owners like Suzanne Varas are also helping to make Pooler work.

“I had been operating under another business owner’s roof when they went out of business, which was bad, but it was also good because it forced me to do what I had always wanted to do”, Varas says from Coastal Design Connections, located at Pooler Commons on Highway 80 East. Her background is interior design, but Varas mostly concentrates on the sale and installation of flooring, carpets, backsplashes, cabinets, and custom-made blinds.

Varas used to work in Savannah, and that was one reason she wanted to open her own store in Pooler when she got the chance. “It’s safer here, and in Savannah, I always got the sense that I wasn’t accepted because I’m not from here originally – I’ve lived here for ten years, but yes, I’m a Yankee.” Varas also felt like the victim of an old-boy network because of her gender; cabinetry and flooring tend to be male-dominated businesses.

When she opened her Coastal Design Connections store in February, Varas didn’t have a party, a ribbon cutting, a plethora of dignitaries or flowing champagne – at least not in public. She had something she thinks was more important, a host of well-wishes from people like her. “Everyone, other business owners, came out just to say hello, welcome to the area, and if you need anything just let us know. It was so different than anything I had experienced before.” Varas now understands that Pooler business owners have a Musketeer-like grasp on the concept of one for all and all for one. “Everyone wants you to succeed to keep the business coming to the neighborhood.”

Varas was also attracted to Pooler’s abundance of potential business locations, something that also caught Tony Miner’s eye as he looked for his new hardball home. “We were able to build a brand new facility, 7,200 square feet. It’s 1,200 square feet bigger than our old academy.” To help execute his mission to provide expert baseball and softball instruction to the next generation, Miner also wanted to be centrally located to his customer base. While he is still relatively close to Savannah, his academy’s home for two years before the move, “now we’re in the middle of a city that’s growing rapidly and has more of our target demographic. We’re also closer to Effingham and Bryan Counties and the folks across the line in South Carolina and all the growth there. We think we have found the perfect location.”

Many of the region’s industrial recruiters had focused for years on the effort to lure somebody, anybody, to the so-called Mega-site at I-16 and I-95. After numerous manufacturers took a pass, the effort finally yielded fruit when Mitsubishi announced they would create up to 500 jobs there. To be sure, Mayor Lamb is excited about Mitsubishi, but you’ll have to forgive him if his Mega-site attention span was interrupted by other job-yielding projects that were moving more quickly. “We’ve got the new Publix (on Pooler Parkway) that everyone is excited about. We also have not one, but two multiplex movie theaters being built”; one near Publix, the other near Frames-N-Games. “Housing construction still hasn’t come back to its previous levels, but the businesses are coming in droves.”

Lamb hasn’t gotten everything he would like to see. A new high school, for instance, isn’t likely to be built to Pooler and may not be built anywhere in West Chatham for a while, as the school board wrestles with the problems of where to build it and how to pay for it. “Sure, I’d like to see it in Pooler because I’m selfish, and I think our growth justifies it. At the same time, I don’t envy the job of the superintendent and the school board. They have a lot of tough decisions to make, and some groups of people will always be upset regardless of those decisions.”

Still, Lamb believes that if taxes remain reasonable and banks slowly start to lend money to entrepreneurs again, Pooler will continue to be fertile soil in which to seed a business. “I think that, eventually, 16 West will be developed into a viable shopping alternative to the malls in Savannah. I believe Wal-Mart or some other big box store will eventually build at 16 and Pooler Parkway near Lowe’s. And I think people will continue to move here because of the quality of life our city offers.” Even after a decade of expansion only mildly abated by recession, Pooler remains, as the folks at Embry-Riddle might say, ready for takeoff.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

The Streets of San Francisco: Epilogue; Gaby Freakin' Sanchez?

That being said, I can live with Buster beating out Mr. Heyward. However, we need to enlist Malden and Douglas, along with Barnaby Jones, Barney Miller, and Starsky and Hutch to figure out why in the heck two of the baseball writers' voters gave their first place votes to the Florida Marlins' Gaby Sanchez. Really? Did you think you were voting for Gabby Sabatini? Gabby Hayes? Yo Gabba Gabba? How in the world do you put an, at best, average first baseman ahead of Buster and Mr. Heyward? One genius actually gave Gaby his first-place vote, then gave his second and third-place votes to Pittsburgh Pirates Neil Walker and Jose Tabata, leaving Posey and Heyward completely off his ballot. Hmmm, I think I'll vote for Ralph Nader, Lyndon Larouche, and Alan Keyes.

The Streets of San Francisco: I won't say Jason Heyward got robbed, but...

...he got robbed. Starring Karl Malden. Also starring Michael Douglas - in COLOR. Granted, Buster Posey is everything and a can of corn, even though folks in San Fran think it's better to give your kids pot brownies than canned veggies.

A Quinn Martin production.

Tonight's guest stars:

- Buster

- Jason Heyward

- Gaby Sanchez

- A bean sprout pattie with soy cheese on a gluten-free bun

- Barry Bonds' head

- and June Foray as Tallulah Bunkhead.

Tonight's episode; Rookie..of the FEAR

Buster (there's just something about that name) is far from a bad choice for National League Rookie of the Year, which he won yesterday. He had an excellent season with the bat, a pretty good one behind the plate and, most importantly, he kept my fantasy team competitive until the last week of the season. But the facts as dug up by Karl Malden's nose show that Mr. Heyward had a better season and was more important to his team than Buster, even if only slightly.

Mr. Heyward played 142 games for the ATL and started 136. Buster started in 105 games, giving Mr. Heyward 180 more plate appearances. It is true that Buster hit better than Mr. Heyward. Oh wait, he didn't; Heyward's park-adjusted OPS+ was 131, Buster's 129. I bet Buster never leaves home without Mr. Malden's American Express traveller's cheques, which of course gives him an edge.




Okay, but if Buster hadn't been there, the Giants wouldn't have made the playoffs. That may be true as Buster had a WAR (Wins Above Replacement player, Baseball-Reference.com version) of 3.0, and if the Giants had lost two more games, they would have stayed home. So that puts him ahead of Mr..... - oh, hold it, it doesn't. Mr. Heyward's WAR was 4.4. True, the higher WAR is helped a little by Heyward's playing time advantage, but if the argument holds true for Buster, it holds true for Heyward - he was the Braves' Big Mac. Speaking of Big Macs, here's a word from our.....hey, isn't that J. J. Evans' dad? Dynomite!




It is true that Buster played a more important position; catcher. It is also true that Buster played that more important position for just 75 games. Granted, he was good those 75 games, but that was clearly due to his bat, not his mitt. Mr. Heyward, on the other hand, was an excellent defensive right fielder. In the end-of-season awards handed out by John Dewan's outstanding Fielding Bible, the real fielding awards (as opposed to the Gold Gloves, which are made with polysorbate 80 and high fructose corn syrup), Heyward finished 3rd in voting among all right fielders. Buster finished 10th among catchers. Ahhh, butter. Parkay!



What happened to Mr. Heyward is that he was a victim of - and I think someone got ripped a new one for warning of this ...maybe it was Kojak - his Spring Training hype. When he started hitting 600 foot bombs using only Chipper Jones' artificial leg, even the reserved Bobby Cox told the world that Mr. Heyward was The Lord, Muhammed, and Beastie Boy Mike D. combined. When he was one of the best players in the National League the first two months of the season, the media had no doubt he would hit 50 homers, overtake Lebron James for the NBA scoring lead and overtake Paris Hilton for the world scoring title. But the only baseball player who never slumped was Barry Bonds earlier this decade, and that only lasted until the day his gigantic head fell off and fatally crushed Dusty Baker's young son. And Mr. Heyward slumped badly in June. Then, he got hurt.

He played well the rest of the year, but Mr. Heyward finished the season with exactly as many homers as did Buster. Even though his other numbers were better than Buster's, the media voters expected Mr. Heyward to do nothing but give them thrill-up-the-leg moments such as his season-opening homer all season long. When he didn't, their "Dear John" letter to him was to give his award to Buster. Either that or they think Buster has a cute butt when he squats. It wouldn't be the first time. How do you think Derek Jeter has won five Gold Gloves from the managers? If anyone knows rear ends, it's a baseball manager. I hear they feel a lot like rich, Corinthian leather.



Buster had a very good season and, barring injury, should be an excellent player for a long time. His Rookie of the Year award certainly isn't the worst one ever given. He just didn't deserve it over Heyward. Now, freeze shot...throw your head back and give me a Sammy Davis, Jr. fake laugh. Hold it! Now, closing credits.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Atomic Dan


(published in the News-Item of Shamokin, PA, November 11, 2010)

As he saw history's very first nuclear explosion - religiously code-named "Trinity" - spread across the barely sunlit New Mexico skyline, Dan Gillespie admits his first thought perhaps didn't measure up to the magnitude of the blast. "Well, thank God it went off," was all that came to his mind. Almost immediately afterward, his feelings turned more introspective, closer to those of his Manhattan Project boss, J. Robert Oppenheimer: "I then thought, 'What have we done?'"
Today, Alzheimer's disease slowly robs the 88-year-old Shamokin native of his memory, but it doesn't take away any regrets Gillespie may have had for helping to develop the atomic bomb. He never had any to begin with.
"We knew than the impending invasion of Japan would cost a million American lives," Gillespie says from Skidaway Island in Savannah, Ga., the city Gillespie has called home since 1993. "We also knew that Germany and Japan were working on a bomb. We were way ahead of them as it turned out, but we didn't know that at the time."

Valedictorian at SHS

Gillespie didn't know he would be working on the bomb, either. After graduating as valedictorian of Shamokin High School's Class of 1939, he initially received deferments from the draft when America entered the war as he pursued a chemical engineering degree from Penn State. Gillespie got his degree in 1943 and promptly received another deferment because he worked in what was considered an essential civilian industry. But the need for manpower grew, and Gillespie's number came up, landing him in Army basic training near Little Rock, Ark.

"They assigned me to an infantry unit, but I had also applied for OCS (officer candidate school) as well as ASTP (Army Specialized Training Program) based on my chemical engineering background," he said.
One day during his 14th week of training, a second lieutenant pulled Gillespie off a rifle line to tell him he had been accepted to both, and Gillespie made what turned out to be a historically important choice.
"I asked the officer what he would do, and he said he had decided to do ASTP first and then go to OCS, so I told him I'd do that, too."

Off to Los Alamos

After some training at Ohio State University, the Army sent Gillespie to what appeared to be a mountainous no-man's land; Los Alamos, New Mexico. Oppenheimer, often called the "father" of the atomic bomb, had scouted the mostly desolate area that formerly housed the Los Alamos Ranch School, a private boarding school whose alumni included writer Gore Vidal, an author and political activist. The federal government bought the land that would become the Los Alamos National Laboratory in 1942, consolidating nuclear work previously scattered across a number of universities.

Gillespie was told he would be designing an initiator, in essence the trigger to detonate an atomic bomb. In oh-by-the-way fashion, Gillespie was also told that he, all of 22-years-old with a degree but practically no real world chemical experience, would be the only scientist working on a particular type of initiator.
"I later learned they were using a 'shotgun' approach, with several scientists trying several types of initiators until they found one that worked," he said.

Gillespie's approach must have been OK - it was the one chosen for that first "Trinity" test explosion.
"I still have some of the Trinitite," Gillespie proudly says of the glass particles the explosion created from the desert sand.

Gillespie then helped design "Fat Man," the second and, thus far, last nuclear weapon used during war. The bomb named after the character in the novel and movie "The Maltese Falcon" was dropped on Nagasaki, Japan, on Aug. 9, 1945, three days after "Little Boy" was dropped on Hiroshima. Gillespie's work was done, as Japan surrendered soon afterward.

Still active at 88

After a career at Dorr-Oliver, a company that made equipment for separating solids from liquids, where he eventually became CEO, Gillespie retired to Savannah where, in 1950, he had met Juliet Yearns while on a business trip. They would remain married until her death in 2006. Not long after losing Juliet, Gillespie learned that occasional memory lapses he was experiencing were the early stages of Alzheimer's. It may have slowed him down a bit, but he hasn't let it stop him from living.

Gillespie sings tenor in the 13th Colony Sound, Savannah's men's barbershop chorus and doesn't have any problem remembering the words to songs. He also still has his wit; during one of the chorus's stage shows, amidst the frenetic back-stage bustle, Gillespie remarked "building initiators was easier than this."
He also enjoys hot wings from Spanky's, the chorus's local hangout, making him the envy of other older gentlemen whose stomachs can no longer tolerate spicy food.

Telling his story

Most importantly, Gillespie wants to tell the story of the World War II generation to as many young people as he can while his memory allows him to do so. "Fortunately, I remember what happened back then better than I remember what happened yesterday," he said. His dedication to preserving that era stems from a talk he gave to a high school history class taught by his son, David, in Poolesville, Md. "I asked if anyone had any questions, and the first question was from a young lady who asked 'What does WWII stand for?' I thought, my God, we're in trouble if the young people don't even know that." His son helped him make a PowerPoint presentation of the story of his time at Los Alamos to help him deliver speeches.

'He's my hero'

Gillespie also beams whenever he shows off one of his most prized possessions, a letter of recommendation from Oppenheimer himself. "Your diligent work during the most trying times and under the difficult and dangerous conditions that the urgency of the work required was an important factor in bringing success to the project," Oppenheimer wrote. Bob Kearns, the president of the 13th Colony Sound and Gillespie's close friend, describes him in more simple terms, "He's my hero."

Gillespie likes to say that he was proud to have "made a contribution." What he did was take his small town central Pennsylvania smarts and use them to help save the world. Some contribution, indeed.

(Many thanks to News-Item editor Andy Heintzelman for helping to tell Dan's story.)