Monthly Archives: September 2013

 

Grandpa Z’s Weekly Puzzle –

Contest period – September 30 through October 4

Level of Difficulty: 7.63 of 10

Meeting Uncle Bill

My old uncle Bill likes to walk over to have lunch with us on Sundays.  Recently we felt it was too long a walk for him and I have driven toward his house and picked him up and driven him the last part of the way.  Both Uncle Bill and I are very methodical.  He always starts at the same time and walks at the same speed and I start to meet him at the same time and drive at the same speed.  As a result, I always pick him up at the same point on the road and get home at the same time.

Last Sunday something went wrong.  I had to drive farther than usual and returned with him to our house 10 minutes later.  When I questioned him, he explained that he had started as usual but had stopped for a time to watch a tree-planting ceremony outised a church he had to pass.

If I drive at thirty-six miles an hour and Uncle Bill walks at three miles an hour, how long did Uncle Bill spend watching the tree planting?

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Answer:

1 hour & 5 minutes

If I am home to minutes late I must have driven for 5 minutes more before I picked up Uncle Bill.  Hence, I picked him up 5 minutes later than usual.  In 5 minutes I drive (36 / 12) miles which is 3 miles.  Hence, I picked him up 3 miles nearer his home, 5 minutes later than usual.  Uncle Bill would have walked the 3 miles in 1 hour.  He must have watched the tree planting for 1 hour and 5 minutes.



 

This Week’s Puzzle Results: Attempts: 5; Correct:  1;

Persons with the correct answer for this week’s puzzle

Who got it right??

1.)  Grandpa Z

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4.) September 23,2013 * Color Blind *

5.) September 16, 2013 *$2 *

6.) September 9, 2013 * Baker’s Dozen *

7.) June 10, 2013 *8*

8.) April 22, 2013 * Noon, etc. *

9.) April 8, 2013 * Wednesday *

10.) February 18, 2013 * 10 *

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The Best Record: Thirty one (31)

February 9, 2007 – Mind Boggler 2 –

The Most Dismal Record:  Zero (0)

September 30, 2013 – Uncle Bill (73)

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The First Greenwich Farmers’ Market is a success! Same time next week!! September 21 – 9 a.m. to 1 p.m.

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We actually visited this area when we took our cruise. It is indeed a true story!!

I remember this. It was well documented and videos were shown of this hospitality by the residents of this town. It’s a wonderful story and it gives you hope in the goodness of mankind. Isn’t it sad that there are other groups wanting to destroy everything.

A great story about Sept. 11th.   Enjoy !

Bob

 


 

FANTASTIC AND INSPIRATIONAL.

It is almost 12 yrs since 9/11 and here is a wonderful story about that terrible Jerry Brown, Delta Flight 15… (true story)

Here is an amazing story from a flight attendant on
Delta Flight 15, written following 9-11:

On the morning of Tuesday, September 11, we were about 5 hours out of Frankfurt, flying over the North Atlantic.  All of a sudden the curtains parted and I was told to go to the cockpit, immediately, to
see the captain. As soon as I got there I noticed that the crew had that “All Business” look on their faces. The captain handed me a printed message. It was from Delta’s main office in Atlanta and simply read, “All airways over the Continental United States are closed to commercial air traffic. Land ASAP at the nearest airport. Advise your destination.”

No one said a word about what this could mean. We knew it was a serious situation and we needed to find terrafirma quickly. The captain determined that the nearest airport was 400 miles behind us in Gander, New Foundland.

He requested approval for a route change from the Canadian traffic
controller and approval was granted immediately — no questions
asked.   We found out later, of course, why there was no
hesitation in approving our request.

 While the flight crew prepared the airplane for landing, another
message arrived from Atlanta telling us about some terrorist
activity in the New York area. A few minutes later word came in about the hijackings.

We decided to LIE to the passengers while we were still in the air. We told them the plane had a simple instrument problem and that we needed to land at the nearest airport in Gander, New Foundland, to have it checked out.

We promised to give more information after landing in Gander. There was much grumbling among the passengers, but that’s nothing new! Forty minutes later, we landed in Gander. Local time at Gander was 12:30 PM! …. that’s 11:00 AM EST.

There were already about 20 other airplanes on the ground from all over the world that had taken this detour on their way to the U.S.

After we parked on the ramp, the captain made the following
announcement: “Ladies and gentlemen, you must be wondering if all these airplanes around us have the same instrument problem as we
have. The reality is that we are here for another reason.” Then he went on to explain the little bit we knew about the situation in the U.S. There were loud gasps and stares of disbelief. The captain informed passengers that Ground control in Gander told us to stay
put.

The Canadian Government was in charge of our situation and no one was allowed to get off the aircraft. No one on the ground was allowed to come near any of the air crafts. Only airport police would come around periodically, look us over and go on to the next airplane. In the next hour or so more planes landed and Gander ended up with 53 airplanes from all over the world, 27 of which were U.S. commercial jets.

Meanwhile, bits of news started to come in over the aircraft radio and for the first time we learned that airplanes were flown into the World Trade Center in New York and into the Pentagon in DC. People were trying to use their cell phones, but were unable to connect due to a different cell system in Canada. Some did get through, but were only able to get to the Canadian operator who would tell them that the lines to the U.S. were either blocked or jammed.

Sometime in the evening the news filtered to us that the World Trade Center buildings had collapsed and that a fourth hijacking had resulted in a crash. By now the passengers were emotionally and physically exhausted, not to mention frightened, but everyone stayed amazingly calm. We had only to look out the window at the 52 other stranded aircraft to realize that we were not the only ones in this predicament.

We had been told earlier that they would be allowing people off the planes one plane at a time. At 6 PM, Gander airport told us that our turn to deplane would be 11 am the next morning. Passengers were not happy, but they simply resigned themselves to this news without much noise and started to prepare themselves to spend the night on the airplane.

Gander had promised us medical attention, if needed, water, and lavatory servicing. And they were true to their word. Fortunately we had no medical situations to worry about. We did have a young lady who was 33 weeks into her pregnancy. We took REALLY good care of her. The night passed without incident despite the uncomfortable sleeping arrangements.

About 10:30 on the morning of the 12th a convoy of school buses showed up. We got off the plane and were taken to the terminal where we went through Immigration and Customs and then had to register with the Red Cross.

After that we (the crew) were separated from the passengers and were taken in vans to a small hotel. We had no idea where our passengers were going. We learned from the Red Cross that the town of Gander has a population of 10,400 people and they had about 10,500 passengers to take care of from all the airplanes that were forced into Gander! We were told to just relax at the hotel and we would be contacted when the U.S. airports opened again, but not to expect that call for a while.

We found out the total scope of the terror back home only after getting to our hotel and turning on the TV, 24 hours after it all started.

Meanwhile, we had lots of time on our hands and found that the people of Gander were extremely friendly. They started calling us the “plane people.” We enjoyed their hospitality, explored the town of Gander and ended up having a pretty good time.

Two days later, we got that call and were taken back to the Gander airport. Back on the plane, we were reunited with the passengers and found out what they had been doing for the past two days. What we found out was incredible.

Gander and all the surrounding communities (within MATCH about a 75 Kilometer radius) had closed all high schools, meeting halls, lodges, and any other large gathering places. They converted all these facilities to mass lodging areas for all the stranded travelers. Some had cots set up, some had mats with sleeping bags and pillows set up.

ALL the high school students were required to volunteer their time to take care of the “guests.” Our 218 passengers ended up in a town called Lewisporte, about 45 kilometers from Gander where they were put up in a high school. If any women wanted to be in a women-only facility, that was arranged. Families were kept together. All the elderly passengers were taken to private homes.

Remember that young pregnant lady? She was put up in a private home right across the street from a 24-hour Urgent Care facility. There was a dentist on call and both male and female nurses remained with the crowd for the duration.

Phone calls and e-mails to the U.S. and around the world were available to everyone once a day. During the day, passengers were offered “Excursion” trips. Some people went on boat cruises of the lakes and harbors. Some went for hikes in the local forests. Local
bakeries stayed open to make fresh bread for the guests.

Food was prepared by all the residents and brought to the schools. People were driven to restaurants of their choice and offered wonderful meals. Everyone was given tokens for local laundry mats to wash their clothes, since luggage was still on the aircraft. In other words, every single need was met for those stranded travelers.

Passengers were crying while telling us these stories. Finally, when they were told that U.S. airports had reopened, they were delivered to the airport right on time and without a single passenger missing or late. The local Red Cross had all the information about the whereabouts of each and every passenger and knew which plane they needed to be onand when all the planes were leaving. They coordinated everything beautifully.

It was absolutely incredible.

When passengers came on board, it was like they had been on a cruise. Everyone knew each other by name. They were swapping stories of their stay, impressing each other with who had the better time. Our flight back to Atlanta looked like a chartered party flight. The crew just stayed out of their way. It was mind-boggling.

Passengers had totally bonded and were calling each other by their first names, exchanging phone numbers, addresses, and email addresses.

And then a very unusual thing happened.

One of our passengers approached me and asked if he could make an announcement over the PA system. We never, ever allow that. But this time was different. I said “of course” and handed him the mike. He picked up the PA and reminded everyone about what they had just gone through in the last few days. He reminded them of the hospitality they had received at the hands of total strangers. He continued by saying that he would like to do something in return for the good folks of Lewisporte.

“He said he was going to set up a Trust Fund under the name of DELTA 15 (our flight number). The purpose of the trust fund is to provide college scholarships for the high school students of Lewisporte. He asked for donations of any amount from his fellow travelers. When the paper with donations got back to us with the amounts, names, phone numbers and addresses, the total was for more than $14,000!

“The gentleman, a MD from Virginia, promised to match the donations and to start the administrative work on the scholarship. He also said that he would forward this proposal to Delta Corporate and ask them to donate as well.

As I write this account, the trust fund is at more than $1.5 million and has assisted 134 students in college education.

“I just wanted to share this story because we need good stories right now. It gives me a little bit of hope to know that some people in a faraway place were kind to some strangers who literally dropped in on them.

It reminds me how much good there is in the world.”

“In spite of all the rotten things we see going on in todays world
this story confirms that there are still a lot of good and Godly people in the world and when things get bad, they will come forward.

“God Bless America… and God Bless the Canadians.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Matt H. - Reading Buccaneers - Front Percussion

Matt H. – Reading Buccaneers – Front Percussion

The Reading Buccaneers were crowned champions at the the DCA Drum Corps competition at the Navy Stadium in Annapolis, Maryland on September 2nd.