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Phyllis' Daily Weather

for February 7, 2016

It's 34° outside this morning with a windchill of 26°, wind is at 11 mph from the south with gusts to 17 mph, humidity is at 87%, pressure is falling from 1009 mb, and visibility is at 8.9 miles. Today: Cloudy with a 40% chance of snow. Highs in the upper 30s. South winds 10 to 15 mph with gusts to around 25 mph. Tonight: Cloudy. A 40% chance of snow in the evening. Patchy fog after midnight. Lows in the upper 20s. Southwest winds 5 to 10 mph. Gusts up to 20 mph in the evening.

On this date of February 7, 1964 : The Beatles arrive on their first visit to the United States, where Thousands of fans greet them at Kennedy Airport in New York in what can only be described as Beetle Mania. The Beatles' first scheduled appearance was on American television on Sunday on the Ed Sullivan show ( 73 million people or 40% of Americans tuned into watch the Beatles sing All My Loving, Till There Was You, She Loves You, I Saw Her Standing There and I Want To Hold Your Hand. )

Did you know that one in five adults believe that aliens are hiding in our planet disguised as humans? For the record, I'm not one of them.

Word of the day: dipsy-doodle (DIP-see-dood-l) which means a quick dipping, sliding motion of the body, as made by ball carriers in football to evade tacklers. Dipsy-doodle entered English in the mid-1900s.

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Yet Another Thank You 1

by Joe Moore

Almost at the same time as my starting to work at Big Boy, I was also became a member of the Traverse City Squadron of the Civil Air Patrol.  I started out as a cadet at the lowest rank.  As I began my studies in this civilian auxiliary of the United States Air Force, I began to become quite interested in the flying part of the training.  I sighed up for  ground school there at the airport, and took my wages from the Big Boy, and began to take flying lessons.


We had weekly meetings of the CAP at the airport.  I was drilled in the military way, and I began the program of studies to work my way up in rank.  There were important accomplishments on the way, but one Tuesday night, the CAP Commander’s wife came in to open up the room where we met, and through her tears, she told us that her husband had passed away that afternoon, and she had promised him that she would bring the news to the meeting.  She announced there would be no meeting, and that, until someone else stepped up to be the commander there would be no more Civil Air Patrol meetings.  I think we all cried that night.  Some of us cried because of the death of our commander, and others because of the death of our organization.


Enter another man willing to take over Civil Air Patrol in the community.  His name was Richard Bellows.  There wasn’t another giving and caring man like him.  He had several children, and I had a crush on his daughter, but that’s another story.  Dick took me under his wing.  He picked me up for the CAP meetings.  We did paperwork for the organization together because I was better at typing than he was.  This typing was on a manual typewriter, and we should have purchased shares in the “White-out” company.  There were monthly reports that had to be filed with the Michigan Wing of Civil Air Patrol, reporting our activities, making requests for training materials, and just boring paperwork.


Dick Bellows reached out to the surrounding communities of Mesick and Manton, and began a recruiting drive that got us back into operation.  Several former cadets returned, and we ended up with some new ones.  He recruited the adults from the surrounding areas as well.  Several of them are still friends with me on Facebook.  Mostly, Dick had a drive to make everything that he worked on a success.


We guarded airplanes on the Traverse City Airport for the fly-ins.  First, we helped direct the planes into the tie down area, guided them to the stopping location, and then assisted the owner in tying down the airplane.  After dark,  I still remember marching up one long, long row of tied down aircraft, and then marching back up another row, circling the few extra ones, and then doing it over and over and over again.  At about 3 a.m. in the morning, another shift of cadets came an relieved us, so our team could go get some sleep.


Perhaps, the most memorable experience from guarding the fly-in airplanes is the 2:30 a.m. encounter with one of the pilots who had come in for the fly-in.  This man and his wife had come from one of the local bars, obviously after consumption of alcohol  We, as fourteen and fifteen year old cadets, had been told what we were supposed to do in this situation.  About as forcefully that a teenager can be, I said to the inebriated pilot, “Can I help you, sir?”


“Get the f___ out of my way!” he belligerently replied.  “This is my plane, and we are flying home, so get out of my way!”  You will have to imagine the tone and the slurred words along with the inappropriate pauses, as well as the push he tried to do to move me.
“Post number 1!  Post number 1!  Sergeant of the Guard!  Need help at Post number 3!  Help!” I hollered loudly down the human chain of cadets, and it was passed on from post number two to post number 1 to the CAP office.


The man said, “A bunch of kids aren’t going to keep me from getting into my airplane.  Get the f___ out of my way.”


I stood in the way to prevent the man from opening the door to his Cessna single engine aircraft.  I’m in my CAP uniform with a cap and an old WWII rifle without a bolt or ammunition.  “Sir, you will have to speak with the Sergeant of the Guard.  I can’t let you or anyone else near these aircraft at this time of the morning.”


“You little whippersnapper; I’m going to teach you a lesson,” he slurred at me.  Then he took a swing to hit me in the face.


I simply moved the rifle up to a “Port Arms” position, maybe a little higher than normal and blocked his punch.  “God Damn, you!” he yelped as his hand hit the 30.06 barrel and as his hand was pulled back.


“Sir, you will have to wait to speak to the Sergeant of the Guard.  He and the City Police are on their way,”  I stated matter-of-factly.


On more “God Damn, you,” came out of his mouth as the flashing lights were seen coming down the tie-down line.  The first vehicle was actually the CAP Commander Dick Bellows.  He stepped out of the truck, and said, “Sir, we need to talk!” and the man turned around to take yet another swing at Dick.


Now, Dick Bellows was about five foot five, and somewhat portly, well, actually quite overweight at the time.  He wasn’t the exercising type, and he didn’t have a build that would be threatening to anyone. 
I have not seen anyone move any faster except in Tae Kwon Do demonstrations now days.  This heavy set older man had that drunken pilot down on the ground in a an amazingly short period of time, and my mouth dropped open and then I said, “Where’d you learn that?”


“Never mind! Hand me that rifle!” he bellowed, and the man’s neck and shoulders were held down on the ground with his face in the grass by the rifle.  I had been so  absorbed by what I had seen and the aftermath of the rifle use that I had not seen the police car pull up.


“What’s up, Dick?”  the policeman asked.


“This idiot tried to punch me after giving my cadet a hard time.  He’s drunk, and he knows better than to try to fly under the influence of alcohol.  This dumb shit needs to cool off in the drunk tank,” Dick said.


“Did he hurt you?” the policeman asked me.


“No, I blocked him with the rifle, and he hurt his hand,” I said.


“He tried to hit you?” the officer could not believe that the man had tried to hit a kid.


“Yes, sir, but he was not successful,” I said, “Then he tried to hit Commander Bellows.”


“He’ll be spending more time than just overnight in the drunk tank,” the officer stated while he put the handcuffs on the belligerent man.


All this time the woman had been standing over near the tail of the plane, and I just noticed that she was crying.  I walked over and put my hand on her shoulder, and she spoke through her tears, “Thank you!  I was so scared he was going to take-off, and that we would die in a plane crash.”


Well, that night was gladly over for me.  Dick took me home and told me that I had done a good job.


The next memory that I have is a plane crash over by Roscommon.  The aircraft location was determined by the Civil Air Patrol flights searching the areas using a grid search pattern with local aircraft and a larger aircraft from Selfridge Air Force Base.  The cadets were transported over to do guard duty over the scene until the FAA was able to come to do their investigation.


The night was unbelievable in the most sick and perverted way possible.   There were people trying to sneak through the woods from the highway trying to get in to view the crash site including two news crews from local TV stations.  The Sheriff’s Department and the State Police had already told them that they were not allowed at the crash site until the FAA arrived the next morning.  Interestingly enough, the people would park a little bit from the police cars on the main highway and just start hiking back through the woods.
Our equipment for the night included flashlights, whistles, baton, and portable CB radios to be able to report to the Commander’s car any who were trying to get back to the crash site.  We had three rings of cadets patrolling the woods with trees marked with colored ribbons to help maintain the perimeters.  The green ribbons marked the first line, and the second line was marked with blue.  I was assigned to the red perimeter, the innermost line of protection because I was the cadet commander and the oldest at sixteen and a half.


You really have no idea how terrified teenagers can be in the woods in the dark with only ribbons tied on trees to mark your marching perimeter.  Who might show up to challenge us?  What if they are crazy and try to get through the two outer lines of protection?  What if someone sneaks up and hits us over the head to try to get a picture of the scene?  What if the warnings of the police don’t keep people away?  Will I have to use this baton to prevent anyone from going in farther?  And the most important question:  Why in the world do we have to do this?


These questions and others were to be answered on this night.


There were lots of whistles after nine o’clock at night as it began to get dark.  There weren’t enough police officers to keep the crash-mongers away.  That’s the reason that CAP had been asked to help.  The adults were pretty tricky at getting past the outer perimeters.  They would use one person to distract the cadet guards, and, in the dark, send another person past the green perimeter toward the blue line.  The blue line cadets were told to say the following to anyone getting to a point inside their blue line perimeter:
“Halt!  Halt!  If you continue, you will be arrested and put in jail by the order of federal government.  Turn around and make your way back out the way you came in.  We repeat one last warning!  If you continue you will be arrested!”


Believe it or not, that still didn’t stop the crash-mongers who wanted to get in to get a picture or to be able to tell someone that they saw, first-hand, the crash site.  True to the craziness of these people, several got into the red line perimeter, and several were confronted with an opportunity to turn around and leave.  There was actually a line of yellow crash tape running from tree to tree on the inner perimeter about six feet inside the red line perimeter.  My job was to tell them this:


“If you move six feet closer to the crash site, you will be arrested!  If you turn around and head back out right now with no discussion and no effort needed by me to get you to do so, you will not be arrested.  If you move two steps closer to the crash site, the Michigan State Police will arrest you, and you will be taken to jail.  You have already violated the federal law related to this crash site, and no excuse will be permitted to be given.  Leave now or go to jail.”


One guy about six feet, two hundred fifty pounds, was carrying some TV equipment including video camera and tripod, and he wasn’t very happy.  “You little shit.  I’ll go wherever I want to go.  It’s called the First Amendment privilege, and you can’t stop me!”


“No, sir, I can’t and I won’t try, but it’ll be your problem when you pass that yellow crash scene tape.  I’m just doing what I was told to do,” I said, and as he took a step to go under the yellow tape, I blew my whistle, and said on the radio, “TV camera past redline perimeter.”


The cameraman made about two more steps and I heard, “Freeze!  Don’t take another step!  Place your equipment on the ground and put your hands on your head!  You are under arrest for trespassing on federally protected land. 


“I invoke the First Amendment rights of the press,” the cameraman said.


“Down on your knees!  NOW!” the state police officer yelled.  “Hands on your head.  NOW!  You have passed through three lines of perimeter and are trespassing on a protected crash site. You have been warned by the police officers out on the road, and you were warned more than twice on the way in here.  Now, you will be detained in the County Jail until such time as your lawyer or your boss can post bail.  You will get your one phone call once you are put in jail.”


“What about all this equipment?” the cameraman said.


“It’ll be there when you get out,” the officer said.  “Can’t you see that young man on guard right there.  He won’t let anybody near the equipment inside that red line perimeter.  Too bad you didn’t listen to him.  You could have left with your equipment and be headed home instead of to jail.”


A little after daybreak, all of the Civil Air Patrol cadets and adults were walked in to the crash site that they had protected all night long.  The FAA and other crash investigators pointed out the preliminary cause of the crash, which was a fuel leak.  They stated that the engine caught on fire while the plane was in the air and that the pilot and the passenger were burnt from the neck down and had died before the plane hit the ground.  They showed us pictures of the cockpit, and then they said, “This is what those idiots last night were trying to get a picture of to put on the news.  No one in the victims’ families should be subjected to that  You protected the families from seeing this nasty crash scene with the bodies in the plane.  Thank you from the FAA and the law enforcement agencies involved, and thank you for the deceased families for not subjecting them to this.”


I continued my pilot’s training and finally soloed, but I couldn’t afford to continue the lessons due to the increase from fifteen dollars per hour to twenty-five dollars per hour.  I put my efforts into working my way up through the ranks reaching the level of cadet captain after a trip down to Selfridge Air Force Base for an encampment and several other aircraft searches and became an official search plane observer in the Civil Air Patrol.  During one of the searches, I was out of school for three days.  My mom wrote me an excuse for absence, even though I was not living at home, stating that I had been doing community service in the CAP by participating as an official observer in the air search for the plane that was missing


Upon arriving back at school, I was required to report to the vice principal’s office regarding my absence.  The man behind the desk must have had a really bad few days because he was planning on giving me detention for my three day unexcused absence.  “This is not in the student handbook as a reason for an excused absence.  This will be counted as skipping school for three days, and you will be attending detention for three days due to skipping school.  Now what do you say about THAT?”


I sat there completely stunned that the three very long days of search, the location of the crash, and the ground duties including the guard duty could possibly be considered as an unexcused absence.  I sat there for about two more minutes while he ranted and raved about what a poor example of an honor student that I was, and that I shouldn’t be allowed to receive credits for the classes that I was in, etc.


“You don’t know what the HELL you are talking about,” I said quietly.  “I’ve been providing community service for this school and this community for five years as a member of Civil Air Patrol.  I’ve been working for the Big Boy Restaurant for the last four years and making a living and living on my own for about a year.  I still have the class ranking of eleven in my class with all of my dedication and efforts in my schoolwork, and my community service, as well as a job.  I will not sit here and listen to you demean me, my family, and my Civil Air Patrol squadron.  I have just one class that I need to take to graduate.”


“You’ll not be graduating from this school, you smartass!  You are expelled!” the vice principal shouted.


“You can’t expel me because I quit,” and I turned and began to walk out.


“Come back here, young man, I’m not done talking to you,” he said.


“Oh you’re done ever saying anything to me again,” I softly said back at him.  I said it softly enough that only his secretary could hear it, “and I’ll not be back to this office ever again.”  Out the door I walked.  Off the campus I walked and to my rented room I walked.  I changed my clothes, putting on my Big Boy uniform, and off to work I went.


Dick Bellows couldn’t believe that my absence had been unexcused, and he went to the principal’s office to make sure that this never happened to another Civil Air Patrol cadet.  The principal agreed that the absences should have been excused, but I really didn’t want to go back even if they let me back in.  The only class that I missed was my second year of Humanities class, but it wasn’t required.


The next day, I signed up for night school for the Government class that I needed for graduation.  I finished that class in three weeks, and went to work at Big Boy full time.  I received my diploma in the mail, and I never set foot back in that school again.


Dick Bellows put our entire CAP squadron to work putting out the donation canisters for Muscular Dystrophy every year.  We went to work for “Jerry’s Kids.”  The Jerry is Jerry Lewis, of course.  We put the canisters out next to just about every cash register in the entire Grand Traverse County.  The donation canister was shaped one year as a covered wagon.  It had a slot on both ends, but the coins were placed in the end where the slot was higher and the “bridge” was slanted downward.  It was possible to put your quarter in the higher slot and have it balance on the bridge and roll down and out the other slot.  The idea was to gamble a little and try to get your coin out the other end.  Most people just slapped their change into the canister for the MD cause.  Civil Air Patrol helped raise thousands upon thousands of dollars for this worthy cause.  It just showed the cadets the need to help out others in the world with more serious problems than the cadets themselves had.


It was a lot of time and effort put in by the commander of the entire unit as well as the adults in Wexford County who also participated.  The delivery of the coin game canisters took some real commitment.  We picked them up a couple times before the fundraiser was over, and returned them back to the same locations.  This took a bit of running, literally running, from one store to another store to a Laundromat to a cart parts store, etc. etc.  Then after taking them back to the CAP office, we would remove the coins, roll them in coin rolls by hand, and take them to the bank to deposit them in the special account created for “Jerry’s Kids.”  After that the coin game canisters would be returned to the stores.  I remember the coins for the rolls:  fifty pennies per roll, forty nickels per roll, fifty dimes per roll, and forty quarters per roll, the half dollars I don’t remember since there were so few of those that we didn’t roll very many.


One night on the ride home from the CAP meeting, Dick and I came across a rollover accident with a mom and several kids in the vehicle.  There was nothing more frustrating to both of us.  We had nothing in the way of equipment to help them and no training, at the time, to be able to help the mom or her kids.  Mom was crying and saying, “Help my kids!  Get them out!  Help them!”  Dick Bellows and I vowed that we would never again be put in this same position of not knowing what to do to help these injured people.  First Aid classes were added to the CAP training in addition to the CPR classes that were already offered.  I truly believe that this night was the reason that I eventually got into emergency medical training and providing EMS services here on Beaver Island.
Thank you to Dick Bellows for his leadership, his example of caring for the community, and for caring for others more than for himself. 

When Dick had his third heart attack, he had to quit CAP.  I gave it up at the same time since I had to support myself now, and I couldn’t go through yet another CAP commander. 

And What Happened There

by Cindy Ricksgers

Phyllis' Daily Weather

for February 6, 2016

It's 29° outside this morning with a windchill of 15° (guess I don't mind being confined when it's this cold), wind is at 21 mph from the WSW with gusts to 30 mph, humidity is at 86%, pressure is steady at 1020 mb, visibility is at 3.3 miles. Today: Areas of blowing snow in the morning. Snow showers in the morning, then numerous snow showers in the afternoon. Highs in the lower 30s. Southwest winds 10 to 15 mph. Gusts to 35 mph decreasing to 25 mph in the afternoon. Tonight: Mostly cloudy. Scattered snow showers in the evening, then a chance of snow after midnight. Lows in the upper 20s. Southwest winds 10 to 15 mph with gusts to around 30 mph.

On this date of February 6, 1933 - The 20th Amendment to the Constitution was declared in effect. The amendment moved the start of presidential, vice-presidential and congressional terms from March to January.

Did you know that It is against the law to burp, or sneeze inside a church in Nebraska?

Word of the day: provenance (PROV-uh-nuh ns) which means place or source of origin. Provenance entered English by way of French in the mid-1800s. Ultimately it can be traced to the Latin prōvenīre meaning "to come forth."

Beaver Island in the Binational Great Lakes Report

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(Thanks to Pam Grassmick for this information)

January Video Clip Views

The most viewed video clip from January was the Christmas Lights Video which was viewed 874 time. The next highest was the Surfing in Charlevoix by Bob Tidmore with 782 views. The Snowy Owl video clip got 180 views. The total viewings were 3084 from 19 states and three other countries including Canada, Mexico, and Thailand. The next most viewed videos include the videos from the St. James Township Board meetings varying from 12 to 60 views depending upon the clip topics. 169 unique IP addresses viewed the live streaming video with a total views of 312 of the livestreaming. The total number of unique IP addresses are 615 with a data transfer of over 100 MB for the month of January 2016.

This month's video views and unique IP addresses set a record that may be difficult to beat with over six hundred unique IP addresses viewing videos that were on demand and livestreamed.

Thank You from the Speck Family

Our family would like to extend a huge thank you to everyone in the community that has visited with Kathy, sent prayers, cards, meals, donations and attended her benefit dinner.


Kathy is getting a little better each day; she is out of the cardiac unit and is now in rehab at Munson. The plan is for her to be released in mid-February. She misses everyone and is looking forward to coming home. 


We really appreciate everyone’s generosity and are thankful to live in a place where people take care of each another.


Thank you!!
The Speck Family

The First (Upstairs) Court Street Apartment

by Cindy Ricksgers

Phyllis' Daily Weather

for February 5, 2016

It's 26° outside this morning with a windchill of 18°. wind is at 7 mph from the west with gusts up to 20 mph, humidity is at 76%, pressure is rising from 1026 mb, and visibility is 9.9 miles. Today: snow showers in the morning, then snow showers likely in the afternoon. Highs in the upper 20s. West winds 5 to 10 mph with gusts to around 20 mph. Tonight: Chance of snow showers in the evening, the snow showers likely after midnight. Lows in the lower 20s. Southwest winds 5 to 15 mph. Gusts up to 30 mph after midnight.

On this date of February 5, 1922, DeWitt Wallace and his wife Lila Wallace publish the first Reader's Digest magazine designed to provide abridged articles on a wide variety of subjects, for easy reading. They publish and direct market the magazine themselves, the success of the magazine has led to a circulation of over 10 million copies in the United States and is still believed to be the best-selling consumer magazine in the country.

Did you know that Earth is the only planet not named after a god?

Word of the day: nugatory (NOO-guh-tawr-ee) which means 1) of no real value; trifling; worthless. 2) of no force or effect; ineffective; futile; vain. 3) not valid. Nugatory stems from the Latin nūgārī meaning "to trifle." It entered English around 1600.

Transportation Authority Meeting

BOARD OF DIRECTORS
REGULARLY SCHEDULED MEETING
TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 9, 2016
HAS BEEN RESCHEDULED
FOR
12:00 PM
TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 16, 2016
BEAVER ISLAND TRANSPORTATION AUTHORITY BUILDING

Meeting information and minutes

Agenda and Regular Meeting Minutes

Special Meeting Minutes

What a Great Place to Visit

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Senior Sunday Spaghetti

February 7, 2016

St. James Township Meeting

February 3, 2016, at 7 pm

The full board was preseent for this meeting with just five in the audience. The usual minutes approval and bills approval for payment were accomplished. Jim Wojan suggested that the FOIA requests should be part of the correspondence, that the thick stack of emails should be read, and the requestors identified. This was discussed, and a possible legal opinion might be necessary. No topics and no information was presented to the public about the FOIA requests. The dangerous structure update included the Karn's property, and a letter had been sent to the township attorney Brian Graham on January 26, 2016, but there are possibly three violations on this property. There was discussion of the missing street light at the point. The insurance company will issue a check for $3469, but it did not include the approximately cost of $500 for installation. When the check is received, the street light will be ordered, since it will take about six months to get the custom built item.

The longest discussion in recent memory took place regarding the bills submitted by Gillespie Enterprises for the sewer work. The gist of the discussion centered around the amount of money paid by the township for the "pump and dump" portion that had already been paid. The contract stated that the contractor would be paid 8.5% over the cost of the subcontractor. That was the amount voted to be paid by the township board. The township had paid Gillespie Enterprises a total of $15,075 for the "pump and dump" and the subcontractor was paid $7035. The 8.5% amount that was agreed upon in the contract would amount to $597.97 approximately, and not the $8,040 that was paid to the contractor. The subcontractor got 35 cents per gallon, and the contractor got 40 cents per gallon, which works out to 112% instead of 8.5%. The township board did NOT approve the change order for the amount of 75 cents per gallon for the "pump and dump." The final motion stated that Gillespie Enterprises was overpaid for the "pump and dump" $7,429.71. The motion deducted the board's damages,etc. and even though this would be an overpayment of $2329.71, the board voted 3 to 2, with McNamara-Green and Haggard dissenting, to accept the motion, deny the couplings bill and include the damages. This would be a trade with the overpayment covering the outstanding amounts.

There was discussion of the money paid for the tower utilities on Donegal Bay. This was paid out of the road fund. The decision was to repay the road fund approximately $4200 for this to include six years of bills. Discussion was related to which fund should pay this amount to the road fund. It was decided that since the lease money goes into the General Fund for the tower, that the money should come from the General Fund to repay the Road Fund. It was also determined that the public beach parking lights should be paid out of the road fund because they light the roadway and the parking area and not the park itself.

There was significant discussion of a grant agreement from May 2003 in which the township accepted the contract. The contract included a section that REQUIRED the township yacht dock to participate in the state reservation system. This topic was discussed, but no decision was made at this time while more investigation will be necessary. It was pointed out that the township might be required to repay the grant monies if it did not comply. "Slipping through the cracks" for twelve years would not be tolerated anymore.

Sewer User Fees: A report was given by McNamara-Green regarding negotiations for an approximate $30,000 sewer bill. The board accepted a negotiated amount of $18,000 to be paid for these old sewer bills, which is a rate of 49% approximately.

There were motions and resolutions to maintain the current salary rates for the board members. There will be a posting of the following positions: Planning Commission, Transportation Authority, Airport Commission, and District Library.

Budget preparations need to move forward for discussion at the next board meeting. The Recreation Grant deadline passed, so there would not be a $4800 grant possibility this year.

Aquestion from the public was answered related to sewer fund collections. From the Sewer Use Fund financial report, approximatley $25,000 has been deposited into the account that would include some delinquent accounts as well as current payments. The board provided a report that you may view below.

Sewer Fund Report

Video can be viewed HERE

Timeout for Art: Learning to See

by Cindy Ricksgers

Today's Weather 2/4/2016

by Joe Moore

Phyllis got stranded on the mainland yesterday, so the weather this morning will be done by yours truly. It will probably not be in the same format, but will show the weather for the day. It's currently 23 degrees out with the wind blowing at 8 mph from the north. The pressure is 30.07 with a visibility of 10 miles. It's mostly cloudy with a ceiling at 1700. The windchill is 14 degrees and the dew point is 18 degrees. The forecast is for snow showers, but the chance of precipitation for the morning is only 15% which raises overnight to close to 50%. The low temperature is to be down close to 20 degrees. Lake effect snow will be effecting travel in Charlevoix and Petoskey Counties.

Joe's word of the day is pensive meaning engaged and in deep thought from Latin pensare meaning to ponder.

Thought of the Day:

“You prove your worth with your actions, not with your mouth.”  -Pat Riley

Joke of the Day:

How is food served to the man in the moon?  In satellite dishes.

Random Fact of the Day:

Studies show that the average daydream is about 14 seconds long.

(From Educational Resources)

A Winter Tonic

by Cindy Ricksgers

Phyllis' Daily Weather

for February 3, 2016

There are loads of northern Michigan schools closed today. Beaver Island isn't on the list. There is a thin layer of ice on top of the snow so things are pretty slippery at the moment. Be careful out there! Right now it's 33°, feels like 26°, wind is from the east at 7 mph with gusts to 27 mph, humidity is at 97%, pressure is steady at 999 mb, and visibility is 3.5 miles. Today: Periods of drizzle, chance of rain, snow and freezing drizzle in the morning, then snow with rain likely in the afternoon. Highs in the mid 30s. Southeast winds at 10 mph shifting to the west with gusts to around 25 mph in the afternoon. Tonight: Snow showers. Lows around 20°. Northwest winds 5 to 16 mph with gusts to around 30 mph.

On this date of February 3, 1690 - The first paper money in America was issued by the Massachusetts colony. The currency was used to pay soldiers that were fighting in the war against Quebec.

Did you know that "almost" is the longest word in the English language with all the letters in alphabetical order?

Word of the day: alpenglow (AL-puh n-gloh) which means a reddish glow often seen on the summits of mountains just before sunrise or just after sunset. Alpenglow comes from the German word Alpenglühen in which the first element, Alpen, refers to the Alps, and the second element, glühen, means "to glow." It entered English in the mid-1800s.

Beaver Island Bucket List from a Pro

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Phil Gregg's Birthday

by Joe Moore

Ground Hog Day makes it easy to remember Phil's birthday. The tradition has always been to go to the Shamrock and have a burger because that's what Phil always wanted to do for his birthday. He'd have one Manhattan, or more, and have that burger, and that was enough of a celebration for Phil. No other gifts were allowed, unless you snuck one in before or after the day, and even then, it wasn't necessary because his tradition was enough for him. Today, the tradition will continue with those that are still here and remember it.

That's not what this is about, however. This day is a tribute to one of the finest men that I have known in my entire life. The memory of Phil Gregg will be engraved in my brain until I hopefully join him in heaven. I know he is there. It's just one of those understood things. I'd like to share just a little bit of memory with you.

I was lucky to meet a young lady at Grand Valley State University (College, back then). We fell in love at college. I was a classically trained violinist, playing violin in the Grand Valley Little Symphony, and playing viola in the Grand Rapids Symphony, and I had an opportunity to go to Vienna, Austria, to study the music of the Masters; Bach, Mozart, and Beethoven. How was I going to be able to do that with a wife? Of course, Phil and Lil stepped up to the plate, and eliminated the worry. Why Phyllis would come to the island and stay with them, so I could go and do the dream of visiting the amazing city of Vienna with my conducting teacher and mentor.

It truly was an amazing six weeks of study. Two concerts a day, every day, seven days a week, and studying Austrian Art and Literature, visiting museums, and just absorbing the culture. I even played a recital in the Kinsky Palais. Lots of stories could be told, but the two most important are that I had the opportunity to hold the hand-written music of a symphony composed by Ludwig Von Beethoven, and I was allowed to play on Mozart's viola, just a few notes, but what an inspiration I got from this experience arranged by my conducting teacher.

This is the quality of the man that I celebrate and thank today. Phil Gregg was the one that encouraged us to follow our dreams, and he did everything possible to remove the obstacles that might be in the way. When we purchased our property on Beaver Island, he stepped up to the plate, helped us with the down payment, and cosigned the land contract, all while employing me every summer at the Beaver Haven Marina. He was more than a father-in-law. He was a father. I was always treated like another son.

Phil would never tell anyone this story, but I feel the need to share it. One day, he was having a heart attack, and he called for help. This was not the night of the "32 Miles of Water" heart attack captured by Phillip Michael in the documentary. It was an earlier one. It was during the day. The sidewalk in front of the house was shoveled, but it was only about 8-10 inches wide with ice on top of the crumbling cement walkway. It certainly wasn't wide enough for the ambulance cot to be wheeled out to the ambulance. So, we just had to carry it. Mike McGinnity was on one end closest to the house, and I was one the road end backing down the sidewalk. Yes, the inevitable happened. I slipped, went down on my glutes, and almost dumped my father-in-law into the snowbank. He look at me sitting in the the snowbank with that gleam in his eye, and said, "Yessesss?"

He could have teased me unmercifully for years, but he never did. That was Phil Gregg. Thankful, giving, and caring, and never the first to say something bad. I never once heard Phil say a swear word. When he got injured, his exclamation was never vulgar. He would shout, "That bloody thing!" That would be the end of it. Then he would go on and do whatever neeed to be done to correct whatever needed to be fixed, either him or something else. He once fell off a ladder down at the Beaver Haven Marina office when working on the roof. He was bruised everywhere, and I mean everywhere, including his most private parts. His comment about the ladder was fitting for him, "That bloody ladder slipped, and down I came."

Those that knew him will remember his laugh. You could always find Phil in any size crowd. All you had to do was wait a minute or two, and you would hear his laugh. Just head for that hearty and heartfelt laugh, and you would find Phil either laughing at another's story or laughing at his own. He told terrific stories. When most people would shy away from family slide shows, we would love to go watch, just to hear the stories.

(Pictures by Phyllis Gregg Moore)

Enough for now. If you are out and around the Shamrock tonight, come join us for a burger. We'll be looking for someone to drink the Manhattan because none of us, including Lillian, can stand to drink one. We'll be there tonight and every Ground Hog Day to celebrate the birthday of a great man. Come join us!

When Santa Missed the Boat to Beaver Island

as read by Phil Gregg

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Before I Move On...

by Cindy Ricksgers

Phyllis' Daily Weather

for February 2, 2016

Today would have been my dad's birthday. It's tradition to have dinner at the Shamrock and eat his favorite burger. Unfortunately, I'll have to miss it this year as I got orders from the Medical Center to stay down, take my medicine, and hope that on Wednesday a chest x-ray doesn't say I have pneumonia again. So.. Happy Birthday in heaven, Daddy.

...WINTER STORM WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT FROM 1 PM TUESDAY TO 1 AM EST WEDNESDAY...
* EXPECT SNOW TO DEVELOP AROUND 1 PM TUESDAY AND THEN DIMINISH LATE TUESDAY NIGHT WITH A PERIOD OF DRIZZLE AND FREEZING DRIZZLE.
* THE HEAVIEST SNOWFALL RATES WILL OCCUR BETWEEN 3 PM TUESDAY AND 9 PM TUESDAY EVENING.
* TOTAL SNOW ACCUMULATIONS OF 4 TO 6 INCHES ARE EXPECTED.
* A GLAZE OF ICE IS POSSIBLE BY WEDNESDAY DAYBREAK.
* GUSTY EASTERLY WINDS 20 TO 30 MPH WILL RESULT IN PERIODIC SIGNIFICANT REDUCTIONS IN VISIBILITY IN FALLING AND BLOWING SNOW.
* PLAN ON SLIPPERY ROAD CONDITIONS AND HAZARDOUS TRAVEL... INCLUDING THE EVENING COMMUTE.

It's 23° outside this morning, windchill is at 18°, wind is at 4 mph from the SE, humidity is at 91%, pressure is steady at 1025 mb, and visibility is 9.7 miles. Today: Mostly cloudy. It should start snowing a little before 5:00 this afternoon. Highs in the mid 30s. Light winds becoming east 5 to 15 mph with gusts to around 35 mph in the afternoon. Tonight: Blowing snow in the evening. Snow and sleet in the evening, then snow with periods of light freezing drizzle and drizzle after midnight. Lows around 30°. East winds 10 to 30 mph with gusts to around 40 mph.

On this date of February 2, 1935 - Leonard Keeler conducted the first test of the polygraph machine, in Portage, WI.

Did you know that the tip of a bullwhip moves so fast that the sound it makes is actually a tiny sonic boom?

Word of the day: aeromancy (AIR-uh-man-see) which means the prediction of future events from observation of weather conditions. Aeromancy entered English in the mid-1300s. The combining form aero- means "air," and the combining form -mancy means "divination" of the kind specified by the initial element.

Northwest Michigan Travel Guide

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Benefit Dinner for Kathy Speck

There will be a benefit dinner for Kathy Speck at the Shamrock on Wednesday, February 3, 2016, from 5-7 pm..
It will be a Mac & Cheese buffet with salad & garlic bread.

St. James Township Special Meeting

Closed Session

February 3, 2016, at 4 p.m.

To discuss upcoming mediation hearing with attorney by conference call.

More Thank You's in Another Area 2

by Joe Moore

Next on the list of thank you’s outside of medicine goes to Ed Davies.  Ed was the manager of the Traverse City Big Boy in the restaurant referred to in the previous thank you to Chet Dean.  While I was working in the commissary, Ed Davies was upstairs busy cooking breakfast.  At the time, an order of eggs was $.55 for two eggs and toast, $1.00 if you added hashbrowns, and $1.50 if you added bacon, ham, or sausage.  It takes a lot of eggs, toast, and meat to serve a $300 dollar breakfast.  This represents somewhere between 200 and 300 people.  Ed would frequently call down the stairs to me in the commissary and have me come up to put toast down in the two eight slice toasters and butter the toast.  After a while he would have me cooking bacon, ham, and sausage on the Slim Jim grill, a grill on hinges with a top, kind of like a grill that you could sandwich the meat between two hot surfaces.


Ed taught me to cook hotcakes and French toast on the Big Boy grill and showed me how to use the Big Boy bun toaster to make extra toast.  On Sundays, the commissary was normally closed, but Ed had me coming in to help him with breakfast since I was a fairly quick learner, and I didn’t mind heading out to bus the dirty dishes off the tables, run the bus carts to the dish room in between the pancakes, French toast, meat, and toast buttering.  His favorite waitress was named Erica, and she was from Germany or Austria or somewhere like that, but, man, she was a good waitress and could wait on a hundred people seemingly at the same time if someone got her water and coffee to the table, which, of course, I did frequently on Sundays as well.


I was learning the fast food industry from the bottom up.  First I washed dishes, then moved to the commissary, and then up to help out for the breakfast rush.  Both Ed and Chet had invested a lot of time and energy showing me how to make a restaurant successful.  But…..then, after helping with the breakfast rush, I had to go back down and make the onion rings unless it was Sunday.  I never figured that out, but the Saturday’s were the busiest days, but onion rings were not one of the main menu items on the weekend.  It took me a while to understand that onion rings made on Saturday would not last until Monday.  They would get soggy and, when fried, would lose the breading into the fryer, making a mess of the onion rings and the fryer.  We even tried re-breading them, but once soggy, they were just garbage and ended up in the trash.


During the school year, they put me to work in the early afternoon stocking the kitchen and helping in the kitchen.  We frequently violated state law regarding the hours that a juvenile could work.  It was a law back then that a student could only work 48 hours per week, school and work combined.  Now, if you figure out the hours of school minus lunch, it amounts to about six hours per day, five days per week, which makes thirty hours.  That would only make eighteen hours to work for a student.  Need I say more?  I worked nine hours each on Saturday and Sunday and six hours a day four more days a week.  I was totaling forty-two hours of work a week with thirty hours of school on top of that.


I started in a work program with released time from school in the afternoons which made it a little bit more legal, but still much more that the hours allowed.  Chet frequently paid me out of his own pocket, so he wouldn’t have anything on a time card with which to get them in trouble.  Obviously, he liked me, and  he as well as Ed Davies like me due to my work ethic.


Ed Davies taught me how to cook eggs one Sunday in the summer before my sixteenth birthday, and I was promoted to cook that summer.  I didn’t work in the commissary unless there was a really slow day, and Ed didn’t need to do work in the office.  He very seldom came up the stairs, the office being in the basement too, off the commissary in a hallway.  Erica knew when to call him for help when I got behind.  I got better and better at cooking breakfast. 


One Saturday, we ended up having three big buses stop right in the middle of the morning breakfast rush.  They all wanted breakfast too.  We opened up the second dining room, and Ed called in another waitress or two.  They people just kept coming and ordering full breakfasts.  I remember the full breakfast was called a #8: two eggs, hashbrowns, meat, and toast.  I was busy cooking eggs and hashbrowns.  Ed was running the toaster, making pancakes and French Toast, and doing the ham, bacon, and sausage.  Our roles were now reversed from where I started.  I worked twelve egg pans at one time with singles or doubles of eggs in each pan.  We served eggs in any way a person wanted them.  They could be over easy, over medium, over hard, up, basted, or scrambled, but we did not do poached because it made such a mess of the pans.  The waitress was responsible for soft or hard boiled eggs, and this was not done in the kitchen.  That Saturday, we went through a case of eggs and a little more.  Yes, I cooked more than 30 dozen eggs on that morning, and we stayed ahead of three waitresses, fed the walk-ins, three big buses, and the regulars as well.  That morning, Ed Davies gave me a raise to $1.35 per hour, and put me on the schedule for breakfast every Saturday and Sunday, and , for that summer, I worked breakfast six days a week.  He further told me, “You will get a twenty-five cent raise when you can cook a $300.00 breakfast by yourself.  You’re almost there now.  You just need a little more experience.”


That was enough motivation to make my moves in the kitchen a little more efficient, to take fewer breaks, and to call on Ed less often, which, I’m sure, was part of his plan.  So, less than a month later, on a Sunday morning after church, Ed and Erica were gone somewhere and not working.  We had four waitresses on because the after church crowds got pretty big.  I earned my twenty-five cent per hour raise that Sunday morning.  Man, what a busy cook I was!  I had to call the dishwasher out of the dish room to help me butter toast and flip pancakes.  The dishwasher was an old guy and a little slow, but I needed every bit of help that I could get.  The second shift manager came in early, just before lunch, took one look at the dish room and said some not so nice words about it being a mess.  He yelled at the dishwasher to get back to the dish room, and then went out to get a cash register reading before the cash drawer was changed for the cashier coming in for lunch, and the hostess, his girlfriend, came in just about then.


He took the cash drawer downstairs to count the money and do the paperwork while I headed in to return the favor for the dishwasher once the lunch cook came in.  After about an hour, the dish room was pretty much cleaned up and the lunch rush began about 1 p.m., so the manager had to come up and help out in the kitchen.  I was to get off at 2 p.m. after coming in at 5:30 a.m. to open the restaurant, so I went down to change out of the uniform that I had been required to wear.  When I came out, the second shift manager was waiting for me.  He said, “I don’t believe it, but I have to shake your hand.  You cooked a $430 breakfast this morning by yourself, or, should I say, with the help of a dishwasher, AND the waitresses said you ran them like crazy getting food out to the customers.  They even told me that you and the dishwasher went out and cleared tables so people could sit down instead of wait for the tables to be cleared by the waitresses.  Then you got the dishes caught up in record time and helped us cook a record lunch rush besides.”


Just then Ed Davies came in with Erica and Chet, and they bought me a steak for lunch.  Ed said, “Although you and I have done a $500 breakfast together, I didn’t think you would ever do a $300 dollar breakfast by yourself.  You did it!  You earned your raise today.”


Chet said, “I knew you had it in you.  I don’t think the second shift manager will ever stop talking about what you did today.  He wants you working on second shift, but Ed won’t give you up.  Ed wants you to stay on and cook breakfast.  By the way, did you turn sixteen yet?”


“My birthday is next week,” I said. “I had fun today, but I’m tired.  I’m going home to take a nap.”


Thank you, Ed and Chet, Erica, and the other waitresses in John Mosher’s franchised Big Boy Restaurant for your help in a great day in my short order cooking career!  We did it!

State Moves to Create Sudden Cardiac Death of the Young Awareness Week

Michigan residents encouraged to be prepared for cardiac event response
Responding to sudden cardiac events, especially in youth, can save lives

LANSING, Mich. – The first week of February is being recognized by Governor Rick Snyder and the Michigan Department of Health and Human Services as Sudden Cardiac Death of the Young Awareness (SCDY) Week.  This week launches the celebration of American Heart Month and promotes ways to prevent death at a younger age due to cardiac conditions.

“Cardiac arrest can happen at any age, but is especially devastating when this occurs in a young person,” said Dr. Eden Wells, Chief Medical Executive with MDHHS. “By raising awareness and with appropriate screening and care, young people at risk can be identified and have longer, healthier lives. Evaluating family health history and heart health are keys to identifying those at risk and preventing sudden cardiac death of the young.”

Every year, sudden cardiac death of the young claims the lives of more than 300 children and young adults under the age of 40 in Michigan. SCDY is when a young, apparently healthy person dies suddenly and unexpectedly from a cardiac-related condition or unexplained cause. Often, a sudden cardiac event is the first sign in a young person, and therefore it is important to be prepared for cardiac emergencies. SCDY is sometimes caused by inherited conditions.

The American Heart Association (AHA) ‘Chain of Survival’ is vital to increasing the chance of survival for cardiac arrest victims. This includes five steps: early recognition of a cardiac arrest and calling 9-1-1; rapid bystander response with hands-only cardiopulmonary resuscitation (CPR); use of an automated external defibrillator (AED); advanced life support; and post cardiac care.

“When these unexpected events occur, being prepared and a quick response can save lives. In fact, the chance of survival is higher when CPR and the AED are used within 3 minutes of the victim’s collapse,” stated Wells.

Michigan schools are now required by state law to have a written cardiac emergency response plan.  Michigan schools can also receive an honorary designation as a MI HEARTSafe School by taking additional steps to prepare for a cardiac event.  Since 2014, 162 Michigan schools have been recognized as a MI HEARTSafe School by MDHHS, AHA, Michigan Department of Education, Michigan High School Athletic Association, and Michigan Alliance for Prevention of Sudden Cardiac Death. 

For additional details about MI HEARTSafe Schools, or to apply to become one, visit www.migrc.org/miheartsafe. For more information about SCDY prevention in Michigan, visit www.michigan.gov/scdy.

Barry Pischner Passes Away

Barry and daughters singing for Music on the Porch

Pischner, Barry Michael Age 76, beloved husband, father and grandfather, passed away Sunday, January 31, 2016, at home surrounded by his loving family. Barry was a man who loved his family and God above all else.

Barry was preceded in death by his parents, Emil and Dolores (Gillespie) Pischner; his brother, Roger and sister, Joanne Pearl. Left to cherish his memory is his loving wife of 55 years, Marylee; their children, Tammy (Bill) McDonough, Marnie (Dan) Byers and Melissa (Bob) Stull; grandchildren, Joe (Alli) McDonough, Barry McDonough, Bailey McDonough, Katie (Sam) Trumpie, Jake Byers, Nick Byers, Ryleigh Stull, Tara Stull; great grandchild, Carter Trumpie; several nieces and nephews who were very special to him and many friends and relatives that he loved dearly.

Barry had a lifelong career in residential furniture design. He belonged to the Grand Rapids Furniture Designers Association where he served a term as president and was a member of the Kendall Alumni Association. He served as Vice President of the Beaver Island Historical Society and had a passion for his work at the Beaver Island Marine Museum. Barry was a longtime member of Assumption Parish in Belmont and a summer parishioner of Holy Cross Parish on Beaver Island. Barry enjoyed spending time with family and friends.

Music, playing the guitar and singing were a huge part of his life. He loved sailing and was happiest near water on Beaver Island. He had great talent in woodworking and building hand-made model boats and furniture. His beautiful, strong marriage to Marylee and his girls always came first in this life. Barry's generous, loving spirit and sense of humor will be greatly missed.

Funeral service will be at 11:00 am on Saturday, February 6, 2016 at Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary Church, 6369 Belmont Ave., Belmont. The family will greet relatives and friends on Friday from 4:00 to 7:00 pm with a Rosary prayed at 6:30 pm at Stegenga Funeral Chapel, 1601 Post Dr. NE, Belmont.

Memorial contributions may be made to Beaver Island Historical Society/Marine Museum, P.O. Box 263, Beaver Island, MI 49782.

To share a photo or memory and to sign the family's online guestbook, please visit www.stegengafuneralchapel.com

A Little Music from Barry and his daughters:

Music on the Porch 2008

 

Barry and Daughter

Barry and Daughters 

 Barry's Two Daughters

Barry Pischner at the Community Center

Barry 2009 

     

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Holocaust Survivor Martin Lowenberg

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Airport Commission Meeting

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Emergency Services Authority

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Anti-Bullying Presentation to BICS Parents

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On the Beach of Beaver Island

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When Santa Missed the Boat to Beaver Island

as read by Phil Gregg

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by Cindy Ricksgers

Phyllis' Daily Weather

for February 1, 2016

It's 30°, feels like 24°, wind is at 6 mph from the west, humidity is at 88%, pressure is rising from 1010 mb, and visibility is at 9.6 miles. Today: Mostly cloudy with a 20% chance of snow showers. Highs in the lower 30s. Northwest winds 5 to 10 mph. Gusts up to 20 mph in the morning. Tonight: Cloudy. A 20% chance of snow showers in the evening. Lows in the mid 20s. Light winds.

On this date of February 1, 1898 - The Travelers Insurance Company of Hartford, CT, issued the first automobile insurance policy. Dr. Truman Martin of Buffalo, NY, paid $11.25 for the policy, which gave him $5,000 in liability coverage.

Did you know that One fourth of the bones in your body are in your feet?

Word of the day: nonce (nons) which means the present, or immediate, occasion or purpose. Nonce derives from the Middle English word nones, used in the phrase for the nones, which was a faulty division of the phrase for then ones meaning "for the once."

Donegal Danny's Saturday Party

The band was outstanding! The music was stupendous! The celebration was hearty! The event was live on the Internet from Donegal Danny's! That's got a nice ring to it, doesn't it?

Saturday's party at the Donegal Danny's Pub was completely different from Friday's party, but completely and utterly amazing! The band, made up of Joddy Croswhite, Patti Cull, Layla Hall, Miranda Rooy, and Kevin White with guests jumped right back into the wonderful music that Beaver Island has heard previously by the similar group, performing in year's past. Paul Niehaus added some interesting additional percussion and Kevin Gillespie played the jembe to add to the sounds in the room. What a wonderful combination of sounds and an obvious love of music shown by the performers.

View Gallery of Pictures HERE

View Video of Music HERE

Live Streaming and Video Report for January 2016

Considering the fact that the only live streaming done this month were the following events, BINN is pretty proud of the viewers that we got for this short period of time. BINN livestreamed the Maine Island Report, the Senior Meeting, the Mackinaw/Beaver Island basketball games and the Stoney Acre and Donegal Dannys Pub Party for the last two nights. An amazing 168 unique IP addresses viewed these events. Of course, there is no way to know how many were viewing at each address. In addition to this, the total views were 307 for these few events. These views mean that some were watching more than one event. The last live stream of the month was the Saturday Night Donegal Danny's Parfty with 46 viewers for this event alone.

As of 11:45 p.m. on January 30, 2016, two thousand two hundred sixty-five (2,265) video clips were watched during the month of January. A total listing of 581 unique IP addresses watched at least one video clip on BINN.

More Thank You’s are Necessary In Other Areas Too

More Thank You’s are Necessary In Other Areas Too
By Joe Moore

In another area of the spectrum of things in the life of the author, I’d like to send out another thank you.


In the beginning of my work life, I worked with my hands in a garden for a rich man out on the peninsula, one of them near Traverse City, Michigan.  I rode my bike out there when I was twelve.  He made a very nice employer giving me tips on how to accomplish a task, but the main thing was just to keep at the task until it was done and move on to the next one.  I don’t remember his name, but his wife’s name was Betty, and she always made us take breaks and fed us lunch and lemonade and cookies, and treated me like I was one of the family.  I hoped that I learned something from them.


I them moved on to riding my bicycle to the Big Boy Restaurant on the corner of 8th Street and the highway of US-31 N.  I started washing dishes there at thirteen.  I will confess that I lied about my age to get the job, but Chet, a partial owner, and Ed, the manager, were not so concerned about that.  They want to get the job done and get it done right.  Both Chet and Ed taught me how to wash dishes in the busy restaurant, and they showed me the most efficient way of doing the job, even though their methods were slightly different.  I also learned a lot of the skill from the waitresses, who showed me how to make the job even easier, but sorting the trash, the dishes, and the silverware while I was clearing the tables to help them during the rushes that occurred for every meal in the restaurant, four per pay. 


Some will ask how I got four meals per day since the most common habit for most people is three meals per day.  Why four?  Well, I got my mom to sign a paper that would allow me to work during the summer time at night, so the fourth meal ended up being the bar rush, after the bars closed.  I Iearned quickly that bussing tables and helping the waitresses during the bar rush allowed me to make much more money than the $.85 (Yes, that’s right 85 cents) per hour.


Apparently, I was making points with both Chet and Ed by being willing to work and do the job to the best of my ability.  They found out on my fourteenth birthday that I had been working there without a work permit, somewhat illegally.  They moved me out of the dish room and downstairs to the commissary.  This was a perfect move because I had always been curious about how all those dishes were prepared.  You see, this was an Elias Brothers Big Boy, but was a franchised operation, and the owner, John Mosher, was not tied into buying everything from the Elias Brothers Commissary in Detroit.  There were things that were required to be purchased from them, like the special Big Boy sauce, but when the recipe for that sauce was discovered by John Mosher, we began making the sauce in our local commissary.

 


We made onion rings, and I really mean ONION RINGS!  Every day that I went to work we processed onion rings.  The trays that we used were 24 by 36 inches by 9 inches deep.  Every day we made ten to twelve full trays of onion rings.  This was really a somewhat complicated process.  To start with, the four inch diameter onions had to be peeled and sliced.  I was not allowed to do the slicing since I was only fourteen years old.  You had to be sixteen to operate the electric slicer, so I ended up being the one the separated the onions into separate rings, and they had to be rings.  If one of the onion rings broke, it had to be set aside to be used as chopped onion.  So, to continue, every onion was separated into rings with the centers and broken rings set aside to be chopped later.  The first step in making the onion rings was to soak them overnight in a milk mixture that was also prepared in the local commissary.  I don’t remember the recipe, but I know it had something like A-1 Sauce in it, but not sure what else.  You had to have enough milk-soaked onion rings ready for the next day because they had to soak overnight.


Then the next day you took one of those  big green trays 36x24x9 and filled it half way, no more, no less, with the flour.  You took another tray, the same size, and filled it half way with breading mix.  Then you mixed up a mixture of eggs, milk, spices, and more A-1 into an “egg wash.”   The order of process was quite crucial.  You strained the onion rings out of the milk mixture into yet a third tray.  The milk soaked onion rings would be placed into the floor tray and coated with flour, and the flour-coated rings would be placed yet into another tray to rest.  You were not allowed to let the flour get chunky, so if it started getting clumps, you had to use a sifter to eliminate the chunks.  All of the ten to twelve trays of flour-coated onion rings needed to be completed before you began the breading process.  The first step in the breading process was to take the floured trays and reverse their order with the first tray completed and rested being on top.  Your sifted floor was then through in the trash being too contaminatde to be used for anything else and too nasty to use on the next day.


Twelve trays of onion rings floured, it was time to use one hand in the floured rings and dunk them in the egg wash.  The left hand did this and then you held it up just the right amount of time to get the ‘drips’ off, and your left hand dropped the egg-wash rings into the tray of breading mix.  Your right hand had to be kept dry, so you picked up a handful of breading mix and dumped it over the rings, then move the rings around in the breading mix and picked the breaded rings out and placed them into another big green tray.
I thought that I could do things differently and more efficiently by using both my hands to do both jobs, the egg wash and the breading.  First of all, the onion rings were not very pretty done that way.  Second of all, after the second or third bunch of rings, your fingers got two to three times bigger than normal from the stuck breading on them, and you felt pretty stupid about that.  You quietly went over to the sink and washed and dried your hands after hiding the clumps of breading in the trash can in the commissary.  You learned quickly that there was one efficient and probably only one way to get the pretty onion rings that you might want to buy if you were paying for the rings.


For a while, we even had to then weigh the onion rings into one portion, based on weight, and place them into little cardboard containers and placed them into yet another green tray.  This took at least another couple of hours, and the franchise owner decided that the extra rings given on an order was not worth the labor or the time necessary to put them into single portions.  It always amazed me at how many orders of onion rings were sold on a summer day.  This process, without the portion control, took between four and five hours for a summer day.  It kept one person busy for that long anyway because I was that person.  At the time, I was making $1.05 per hour, and an order of deep fried onion rings was $.89.


Let’s just do the math for one second.  Twelve trays of onion rings would be stacked  in stacks of six trays each.  Six trays would be 54 inches tall, or about four and a half feet.  The trays were three feet by two feet, so the volume of the onions rings in the refrigerated cooler was 4.5 x 3 x 2, or 27 cubic feet of onion rings per day.  No matter what, that was a lot of onion rings.


So, what did I do with the rest of my day in the commissary?  As I’ve already said, I learned how to make Big Boy sauce, but in addition to that I chopped onions, made tartar sauce, cut cod fish into portion sized pieces for breading per order up in the kitchen, chopped lettuce for salad, made sandwich size leaves of lettuce for sandwiches, and miscellaneous other preparations.  My last job of the day was to go upstairs, make a list of items that needed to be stocked in the kitchen, and make trips up and down the stairs with items to fill in the green trays and the other containers in the kitchen.


When I left for the day, I did not need to go to the gym, do any other exercise, or worry about my weight because I was moving throughout the entire day, and, I might add, I was tired, even as a fourteen year old, after an eight hour day.


This job almost kept me out of trouble for two years, when I got a promotion, and was moved up to the position of breakfast cook helper, which I’ll continue another time.


But, I need to thank Chester Dean for his amazing confidence in me as worthy of a chance to work in the commissary, or the back kitchen as some called it.  Thanks, Chet!


Of course, Chester Dean passed away many years ago from bone cancer, one of the most painful cancers!  I was very fortunate to find out about his illness and to send him a card, which his wife was able to read to him while he was still coherent and his pain was controlled as much it could be.  I got a nice note from Chet’s wife after his death informing me that Chet thought of me as just another son, sometimes wayward, but always loved.  Thanks again, Chet!

Beaver Island Birding Events

Celebrate Beaver Island's spectacular location and habitats as birds and birders migrate to the island for the 2016 Warblers on the Waters (WOW) events.  An outstanding group of expert field guides and trips are scheduled for Memorial Day Weekend. Field trips, demonstrations, and presentations are free to registrants due to the generosity of island businesses and organizations.  For more information visit the Beaver Island Birding Trail's website: http://www.beaverislandbirdingtrail.org Registration for birding events has already been brisk, so please register ASAP.  

A special thanks to the Charlevoix County Transit Authority who will assist with van transportation to take birders to sites.

Off island advertisement of the WOW event is occurring through Michigan Audubon, Pure Michigan, Department of Natural Resources Wildlife Events web blast, Little Traverse Conservancy, and the magazine, Blue.  Thank you to the Beaver Beacon, Chamber of Commerce, News on the Net, the Northern Islander, and WVBI-the Voice of Beaver Island for their assistance promoting the event.

Islanders versus Lakers

The Islanders played their first home game of the season this year at home against the Lakers, as did the Lady Islanders versus the Lady Lakers. The Lakers won both games on Friday night and Saturday morning against the younger Islanders. There were some high points, but the real issue was the experience level of most of the Mackinaw players. The Lady Islanders just couldn't get the ball through the hoop.

Photo Album of the Games HERE

Deb Bousquet's Photo Album of Friday and Saturday HERE

Video of Friday's Games HERE

Video of Saturday's Games HERE

Donegal Danny's Celebration Friday Night

Many of the island people attended the Friday celebration on Donegal Danny's Pub. Beaver Island News on the 'Net was present and live streamed video from the party from 9 pm until almost midnight. The highlight of the night included wonderful music by Danny and Danny with Edward and Hilary Palmer joining in. Even Joe Moore and John McCafferty got up and joined the group individually for a few tunes during the first three hours of celebration. Liam Racine got up and made a few emotional comments:

There is a mountain of people that we want to thank; but it would be like climbing K2. So I'm going to skip over all of that, because I've thanked people personally, and thanked them through this silly Facebook thing.

But there's two people at the summit that I have to say 'Thank You' to, that Marilyn and I have to say 'Thank You' to, and that is Steve and El Hagerman. Without them, we wouldn't be standing here today. Their love, and their selflessness is unmatched. And without ever asking for a dime they have worked for us tirelessly day after day. They are one of the crown jewels in this experience. Their friendship...there's no way even to be able to quantify it. Our love and thanks to them.

To fourteen years of staff: those who are here, those who are still working with us, those who are no longer here, or God knows where they are--everything you did left a little bit of magic here. This place would not be the same without all of those people. Thanks. Thanks for working here, thanks for caring, thanks for loving. Thanks to Kevin Barry! Thanks for listening to us, and thanks for listening to us coaching day in and day out--like Pat Reilly, "practice, practice, practice"--endlessly. I think it made a difference, and we appreciate that.

Thank you to all of our patrons. Twenty-seven thousand people a year. And that's not just Steve and Roy and 'Kayak' Ken, no. There are other people who showed up! Whether you were 110% Stoney, or, meh, 10% Stoney, thank you. I hope and I believe that we met or exceeded your expectations.

We have to take a cap off to our mentors. Marilyn and I had such great people that we learned under. Places like Charlie's Crab, Bistro Bella Vita, Thornapple Village Inn, Gibsons, the Honey Creek...God Bless You All!

(Thanks to Robert Cole for the transcription.)

Pictures HERE

Liam's Farewell and Thank You

Video Clips of the Celebration HERE

 

 

 

 

Announcements/Ads

HSC Meeting Dates

50th Anniversary of Grand Rapids Party

 

BIESA Meeting Schedule

BOBI

BOBI (BIDL Book Club)


For February (date tbd): In The Unlikely Event by Judy Blume

CC Transit Bus Back to Monday-Friday

In an email, Bob Tidmore notified me that two new transit bus drivers have been hired and effective immediately, the transit bus is back on its Monday through Friday schedule.

Preparing the Community Calendar

BINN is beginning the preparations for the 2016 Beaver Island Community Calendar. The events that are already scheduled for the coming year will be gladly be posted on the calendar. Any organization that has dates can be posted, but they have to be sent to the editor. Joe Moore said, "I have to be aware of the activity in order to post information about the activity." Save your dates now, so there are fewer conflicts!

Bank Hours Change


Starting in January the Beaver Island Branch of Charlevoix State Bank will be starting their winter hours. The hours for January, February, March and April will be Tuesday and Friday from 9am until 2pm. The bank will be closed on January 1st for the New Years Day holiday.

BICS 2015-16 Basketball Schedule

Stoney Acre Senior Menu

If you are part of the senior group, you can get an excellent meal for lunch or dinner at Stoney Acres. If you forget your coupon, you can get the same items from the senior menu for $8.00. Give it a try! You miay like the options available.

Beach Rangers

Beach Rangers, now is the time to start walking the beaches and recording any dead birds, and fish found.   Recently found were 4 Red Neck Grebes on Donegal Bay. Contact me if you wish to participate and are willing to walk the beaches this fall.
Jacque, 448-2220

Organizations Wanting Dates on the Community Calendar

BINN sponsors a Community Calendar as a one-stop location for anyone to view the meetings, programs, and events taking place on Beaver Island. BINN just included the entire year of 2015 in this location. Events already planned for a specific week or date could be placed in this location, so that no one else schedules an event that might conflict with your meeting, program, or event. In order for the editor to place these meeting, programs, or events on the Community Calendar, that information has to be emailed to the editor at medic5740@gmail.com. Please get this information to the editor as soon as possible.

Airport Commission Regular Meeting Schedule

February 6

April 2

August 6

November 5

Talking Threads Quilt Guild WEDNESDAYS

Talking Threads Quilt Guild invites all quilters, sewers, knitters, crocheters, weavers, spinners, and any other crafters to Peaine Township Hall on Wednesdays from 9:30 until noon. � Bring your projects, supplies, and enthusiasm. � Call Darlene at 448-2087 if you have questions , or just stop in on Wednesday.

Island Treasures Resale Shop

Island Treasures Resale Shop will start the winter schedule.  We will be open from noon until 4:00 Thursdays through Saturdays.

Open for shopping and donations

If you need help with your donation, call the shop at 448-2534

or Donna at 448-2797.

BIRHC Meeting Dates Set

The board of directors of the BIRHC has set these meetings for 2016:
All are Saturdays at 10 AM in the Community Room at the Center:

March 19

June 18

Sept 17

December 10 Annual Meeting

B I Christian Church Worship Leaders

9:30 a.m. service


Bible study

every Tuesday evening at 7:00; discussion led by pastor of the previous Sunday-

-Everyone welcome!! Bible study 7:00 - 8:00; coffee/dessert fellowship after Bible study.

Message to All B.I. Organizations

BINN is willing to post any and all events on the News on the 'Net website! There is one exception to this rule.

BI News on the 'Net cannot post your event if you don't send the information to BINN!

Auditor's Report for St. James Township

for Year Ending March 31, 2014

Thanks to Bob Tidmore for the link to this report.

 

 

 

Donate to the Food Pantry

Use this button below to donate to the Food Pantry.

Donation goes to the Christian Church Food Pantry--Click the Donate Button on the far left and above.


Donate to the Live Streaming Project

 

The Live Streaming Project includes BICS Sports Events, Peaine Township Meetings, Joint Township Meetings, and much more.

Your donation may allow these events to be live streamed on the Internet at http://beaverisland.tv