A Free Monthly Newsletter From Your Friends At Harold’s Auto Service Don’t Take Chances With Kids’ Car Seats Strapping one’s child into the car seat is a regular task for most parents. Unfortunately, even very small children are able to unbuckle themselves, leading to distracted parents behind the wheel—and car accidents. Researchers at the Yale School of Medicine surveyed 378 parents; slightly over half reported that at least one of their children had successfully unbuckled their seat-belts while in a car seat one or more times. Children as young as 12 months were able to extricate themselves, and 75 percent of the kids were 3 years old or younger. Boys were more likely than girls to unbuckle themselves (59 percent of boys, as opposed to 42 percent of girls). More than 40 percent of kids who “freed” themselves did so while the vehicle was moving. The distraction to parents, as they pull over, reprimand their children, and then buckle them in again, increases the chance of a serious injury 3.5 times. So be sure to double-check that your child’s seat is installed properly, and that children are fastened securely.
Provide The Right Context When Training When you’re training your employees, remember that no task exists in isolation. Be sure to address the past, present, and future: ‣ What precedes the task? How does one prepare to do the job? How do you know when the work needs to be performed? What kind of work (by others) went into getting the task to this point? ‣ What’s the goal? Discuss how to accomplish the task. ‣ What happens next? Who else is affected by the finished task? What should you do once your job is completed?
Golf...A Good Walk Spoiled? The summer months are prime golfing season. The origins of this popular (and frequently frustrating) game are unclear, though some historians trace it back to an ancient Roman game called paganica, in which players used a bent stick to hit a leather ball. A stained glass window dating back to 1340 in Gloucester Cathedral in England shows someone swinging something that looks like a golf club. And a Ming dynasty scroll, also from the 14th century, depicts a member of the Chinese imperial court swinging a golf club-like implement at a small ball with the apparent aim of sinking it into a hole. The modern version of the game, played over 18 holes and without interference from other players, was developed in Scotland. The word “golf” comes from the Scots “gouf,” and is considered to be a local equivalent to the Dutch “colf,” meaning stick or club. Golf was banned in 1457 by King James II of Scotland because he worried that it was distracting the citizenry from archery practice, which was considered more urgent for military purposes. Though controversial for many years (Mary, Queen of Scots, was criticized for playing it), restrictions eventually eased and the game spread across the British Isles and around the world.
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KEN MCINTYRE Napoleon Evades A Waterloo Onstage An actor playing Napoleon on the stage was enjoying tremendous reviews in the press, making some of his fellow troupers jealous. An actor who played one of Napoleon’s marshals in the production hatched a plan to bring him down to Earth. During one scene, Napoleon had to read out loud a long letter delivered by the marshal. The actor had never learned the letter by heart; night after night, he simply read the text off the pages his colleague handed him. So for one performance, the jealous actor brought blank pages for “Napoleon” to recite, and waited for the inevitable fumbling improvisation. But the quick-thinking actor smiled and handed the pages back to his fellow actor. “Marshal,” he said, “please read the letter to me.”
More Than One Way To Lick A Stamp You should never assume there’s only one way to get a job done. A writer on the NewsOK website tells the story of a friend working on Christmas cards with his wife and 6-year-old son. The son’s job was to lick stamps (this was a few years ago, before self-adhesive stamps were common) and put them on envelopes, but he didn’t like the taste of the glue on the postage stamps. Still, after a while the child emerged from his room with every envelope stamped. “But I thought you didn’t like the way the stamp tasted when you licked it,” one parent said. “Yeah, it was yucky,” the boy replied. “So I just licked the envelopes and then stuck on the stamps on.”
Creative Scientific Minds Sometimes Play Jokes Science calls for creative thought, but some scientists (and impostors) seem to put more effort into creative lying. Here are a few of the most famous scientific hoaxes of all time: • The Piltdown man. An amateur paleontologist in Sussex, England, presented to the world in 1912 a skull and jawbone that seemed to belong to a half-man, halfape “missing link.” In 1943, scientists exposed the fossils as the skull of a human joined to the jaw of an orangutan. • The Cardiff giant. A 10-foot-tall petrified human was dug up on a Cardiff, N.Y., farm in 1869. The find became an enormous story in the news media of the day. In 1870, though, the truth came out: A hoaxter had paid a sculptor to create the giant stone form. • The Nacirema tribe. More a joke than a hoax, the Nacirema were described in an anthropologist’s scientific paper as a group of people living in North America with many strange rituals which included “scraping and lacerating the surface of the face with a sharp instrument.” The word Nacirema spelled backward, of course, is “American.”
From Modest Beginnings, These People Rose To The Top Even billionaires like Bill Gates had to start somewhere. Here’s a quick look at the early jobs of some of the world’s most successful people: ★ Ben Cohen. The co-founder of Ben & Jerry’s worked as a taxi driver early in his career. ★ George Clooney. Now a world-famous actor and activist, one of Clooney’s first jobs was cutting tobacco. ★ Garth Brooks. The country/western singer once sold cowboy boots in a mall. ★ Tom Cruise. The future superstar actor worked as a bellhop in a hotel. ★ Dave Thomas. Before founding the burger giant Wendy’s, Thomas was in fast food already, at KFC.
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In 1898, the NYPD used bicycles and tricycle to chase motorists. The first car radio was invented in 1929. The first speeding ticket was issued in 1904 to Harry Myers an American actor (for going 12 mph). In 1922, the first gas gauge was invented & fitted into some cars. An average driver will probably spend over 300 hours (about 14 days) at traffic stop lights in his or her lifetime.
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What Parenthood Teaches Us Things you may not have known before you had children: ✓ How many seconds it takes to microwave fish sticks ✓ How to change a diaper in total darkness in the back seat of a car on a child who’s standing up ✓ How brightly the moon can shine at 3 a.m. ✓ That you can never own too many sippy cups ✓ How to balance a lunch box, an extra coat, a briefcase, a diaper bag, and a baby while opening a minivan door ✓ How much you can dilute apple juice while still retaining its taste ✓ The importance of naps
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DIANNE MALCHOW Quotes “Children reinvent your world for you.” - Susan Sarandon “The strength of a family, like the strength of an army, is in its loyalty to each other.” - Mario Puzo
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LIFE IS SHORT DRINK IN THE ADVENTURE
While there’s a little of the adventurer to be found in us all, what constitutes adventure is different for all. It could be skydiving, dirt-bike racing, mountain climbing, travelling to exotic destinations, or simply following a life pattern of pushing the envelope of safety in different experiences. Perhaps it’s why I hike alone, why my brother hunts, hikes & guides others or why my husband raced & rides dirt bikes. It’s no surprise the itch for adventure struck my paternal grandfather Fred & his brother Bernard, both circus performers travelling Sweden & parts of Europe in the latter 19th & early 20th centuries. Grampa Fred (Frithiof in Swedish) was a high wire & trapeze artist & Uncle Bernard an acrobatic clown who were both drawn by stories of the “Old Wild West” & immigrated to “America” to experience it themselves. The “Old Wild West” they dreamed about was gone but the new frontier found north of the 49th parallel in Canada piqued their interest. Following a circuitous route beginning in New York City, they purchased for about ten bucks each (a sizeable investment at the time) unbroken land 200 km northeast of Edmonton at Owlseye, Alberta. Legend has it that settlers arriving at an un-named lake discovered they were not alone; a young first nation man from the Kihiwin, frightened by the Caucasians he’d never before seen, dug a hole laterally under the grass into the side of the lake bed so he could watch the newcomers unobserved; a single eye peaking over the edge. After settlers named him Owlseye, the name stuck both to the lake & the tiny community where my grandparents lived when they could no longer work the land. On her own separate adventure, my teenaged grandmother Theckla worked as a coffee shop barista in Brooklyn NY, where my treasured photo of her in her workplace proves Starbucks could learn much about ambiance. Her adventure began when her Swedish immigrant parents who resided in New York, succumbed to tuberculosis. She spent many difficult years in the care of violent, abusive & alcoholic foster parents before becoming of age & marrying. Sadly tuberculosis again robbed her of her first husband while they lived on a Baltic Sea island but her strong spirit prevailed & she returned to Brooklyn, met & married my grandfather & over time they made their way to an unblemished homestead on the shores of Snail Lake near Owlseye. I measure my own life’s progress against Theckla whose strong will & spirit overcame much adversity in life. I have stood with my father among the fallen logs that comprise his childhood home, where Teckla gave birth to her only child 97 years ago. Standing in the rubble of your family’s history provides an ethereal connection with the past. I imagined myself toiling in Gramma’s shoes within the tiny 6 X 6 meter home, dug a meter deep into the ground to insulate from extreme winter cold, with log walls & simple straw thatch roofs to protect them; the only heat source a double burner cook stove. The Canadian & World Encyclopaedia quotes “life was tough in those first years on the homestead. Sometimes food was scarce. Winter clothing was hard to come by. They had no overshoes or winter boots so strips of gunny sack were rolled around their feet and tied with binder twine. One winter there was a shortage of feed for the livestock. The horses were so hungry that they came and stood on their hind legs and ate the straw thatch from the roof of the farmhouse.” My own mom grew up in the same area & spoke of her Russian immigrant family of nine protecting their feet with sacks & twine. Simply surviving these conditions was a daily adventure. Over time “palsy”, a Parkinson’s disease-like condition ravaged Grampa’s athletic body leaving him bed-ridden, necessitating regular “catching up on chores” family trips to Owlseye. While Mom & Dad were busy with chores my brother (2 years senior) & I were left to our own devices…...rarely a good thing. We “hunted” in thick woods with Dad’s 22g rifle; handcrafted to match a slight frame it was the perfect size for two skinny kids to “adventure” with (!!!!) but we developed great respect for firearms & the power they wield. In the excitement of new-found accuracy I one day lined up on a sparrow perched high in a tree. The successful shot pinged in my ears but my stomach rapidly dropped when I claimed the limp body in my hand; horrified as bird lice fled the quickly cooling corpse onto my warm flesh. Sickened, I had taken a life. Running rough on our own provided adventures children rarely experience. Today’s parents, including myself would be aghast at the thought of their 6, 7 or 8 yr olds lying invisible on their stomachs among the tall weeds, within arm’s reach of the tracks, waiting silently for the 3 o’clock train to thunder by & crush the pennies, can’s & rocks my brother & I lined up on the top edge of the track. No amusement park ride can ever top our exhilaration as the ground trembled violently beneath us; the train cars towered over our young bodies, swaying with a cacophony of sound; the creaks & groans of wood-slat-walled rail cars, brakes & joints between cars squealing & the wind alternately flattening then whipping our hair wildly in the wake of the train’s passing. We’d gather up our crushed treasures into lidded jars & secret our trophy’s back home to Lethbridge. With the great good fortune of viewing my family’s history through this portal in time, I am struck by changes around us but realize that one gift comes with passage of time; our ability to increasingly place our life adventures into perspective. Experiences that once shocked or embarrassed us, become stories told with relish while laughing heartily & provide personal pride that we surpassed the challenge of that day. We’ve heard people relate “after-life” or “near-death” experiences where a “bright white light” beckoned them; who knows what to think about the claims. Recently I had a “didn’t know what hit her” experience. Camping out of cell range in May, at any time over a 3 day period I could have dropped dead in front of my family from bubble-sized blood clots which now carpet both lungs. Ecstatic to be here whining about it all, I will be just fine but that particular adventure changed my perspective & pointed out how much I love my life, my husband, our sons & close friends & family. I don’t need to slow down. I need to do things I’ve always meant to do; simple goals & accomplishments that bring me joy; like staining the fence, planting the vines, writing a book or simply taking Dad for walks in his wheelchair so I can “shake his guts out” as he complains loudly while grinning with delight. And I’m laughing heartily as I look forward to the future when the vines are full & green & reaching for their own goals. Till next month we wish you happy safe driving. Beverly Kaltenbruner
Fuel For Thought, August 2011 edition