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On Memorial Day Weekend, honoring the memory of World War 2 U.S. Army Paratrooper Bob Strait, who was a member of the 101st Airborne Division, and his beloved wife for 65 years, Nancy Strait.

The Death of His Angel

The Death of Her Cowboy

The Verdict

And this is the last of these, because I'm beginning to think that orcs are among us still:

http://www.syracuse.com/news/index.ssf/2013/07/david_renz_plea_clay_carjacking_murder_lori_bresnahan.html

But I do want to recognize and remember the courage shown that dark night by both Lori and her ten year-old adopted daughter.

than his cowardly teen-age attackers will ever be:

http://www.newson6.com/story/23355026/buddhist-monk-severly-beaten-in-spencer-teen-suspects-sought

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.

http://www.syracuse.com/kirst/index.ssf/2013/10/goodbye_to_a_kind_man_at_elmwo.html

Everything old is new again (or at least enjoys a reissue now and again!) From NPR.

Saw this recently and realized that right now on LJ there's probably a fourteen year-old writing RPF (as Charlotte did in her day, though I don't think she ever slashed anyone with her adored Duke of Wellington, though since there's still one of the magazines missing, we may never know for sure) who's going to be very famous someday....

Since obviously this fourteen year-old can't be writing RPF on Fanfiction.net (aka "the pit of voles") and is likely to be concealing both name and age here on LJ --- we see that we're still pretty much like 19th-century Londoners observing the wilds of Yorkshire in terms of understanding anything of particular literary significance until years later, lol!

via The British Library.

(I was led to this while ruminating on the fact that it's been a very long time indeed since there's been a chapter update of "The Consort," a terrific story by Zamorna_hg that makes use of the names Angria and Gondal invented by Charlotte and Emily respectively for their two fantasy countries.) So that would be fanfiction of fanfiction of fanfiction, although two hundred years later, everything is long, long out of copyright.

And thank god that there are no androids or zombies involved, either.

*sniffs*

Anyway, I can't very well go to London for this exhibit (especially during tornado season, which I truly wish were science fiction rather than science fact, given the tragic events in Joplin last month, which isn't that far from Tulsa, where I live), but I may very well buy the book!

Live from California: this may change the definition of life as we know it (and this may change the definition of Nobel Prize-winning scientist as we know it.)