Good
evening, 919 Gang. With my team out of the NCAA tournament and football months
away, my sports world is barren (sorry, Padres). And I got to wondering what
happened to some of the sports that entranced me as a kid. For instance, roller
derby and demolition derby.
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ROD RIGGS writes:
A read of the 919 Gang posting is like
walking through the newsroom, from business to Sports and back, collecting a
lot of both useful and irrelevant information, before launching into whatever
project was on for the day. My god, but we were a wonderful, inspirational
bunch of people.
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BOB ELLEDGE writes:
Catching up on issues
On scores, I think Chevy Chase once
did a bit on Weekend Update that ended with "and here's a partial score:
7."
There used to be a weekend sports
anchor on KFMB-TV in the 70s. After reading a bunch of football scores one
Saturday night, she finished with: "and UCLA 13, Stanford 13, and that was
a real close game." Now that's telling like it was.
Speaking of Stanford, I was recruited
by the school briefly in 1968 as an All-State football player from Illinois. At
least, until they got my transcripts. Then I received the strangest letter from
the coach at the time, John Ralston. It read, "Although you have excellent
size, speed and strength, we do not feel you are a fit for our program this
time." My high school coach and I wondered if they were only recruiting
small, slow and weak players. Later we found out why they weren't interested. I
don't remember my class rank other than I was in the upper 25 percent, at least
15 percentage points lower that the requirement to gain access to Stanford. But
that was fine. In those days, Stanford sucked at football.
The late, great professor Jim Julian,
in class one day responding to the ultimate preposition question, said
"Sometimes a preposition is the best thing to end a sentence with."
Milliman is the name of the company
holding the Copley pensions.
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DANA WILKIE writes:
Thanks to everyone for weighing in on
the pension. Like Lisa Petrillo, I was directed to Millman and was assured that
the pension is there, intact, and we need take no action until we're ready to
cash in. There is a 10 percent government penalty for withdrawing it before age
59.5 and no matter what age, disbursements are taxed at 20 percent. Given what
I read about the sad state of pensions overseas -- with workers getting nothing
they were promised after a lifetime of service -- I'm reluctant to rely on any
"promises" any corporation provides on pensions, particularly in
these economic times.
STAN KETTERER writes:
Thank you for running the information
about the pension plan. Could you please ask Lisa Petrillo for the telephone
number of Millman Financial Services? We worked together on the City Desk.
RICK SHAUGHNESSY writes:
Assuming the UT Pension is being
handled by the firm Milliman, Inc. (and not Millman Financial Services), I am
breathing easier over this than I have since leaving the paper in 1995. While
news of recent years has shown that, like political leaders and newspaper
publishers, our financial institutions often have feet of clay, Milliman has a
solid reputation as a pension consultant and benefits administration firm. They
are not a part of a bank, brokerage or insurance company, which is reassuring.
Their core skill set comprises actuarial sciences, risk management, record
keeping and administration. Hey, there are no guarantees but this could be a
whole lot worse. I can’t think of an organization I’d rather see in charge.
REBER: Tonight's posts mix the spelling Milliman and Millman. I don't know
which is correct.
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DENNIS FOLEY writes:
Thanks to my friend T.R. Reinman for
his astute question. I think if Rob Curley had added the word "only"
to the second half of his quote, it would have been clearer as to what he
meant. The offer of housing in addition to pay for summer interns made it more
likely that students would apply who otherwise would not be able to afford the
high cost of living in Orange County. The 125 applications did come from far
and wide, but no, we do not inquire as to socioeconomic status. We did choose
two interns from Syracuse, a terrific program with at least one graduate who is
a Gang member.
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DAVID
FARMER writes:
Sometimes I feel like the proverbial
buggy-whip maker: a person with skills that are no longer needed or even
possible to use. Among the things I could do if the equipment were still
around:
Remove a questionable vacuum tube from
a radio or TV, take it to a grocery or drug store, test it in a machine placed
there for the public's use, buy a replacement, and plug it into the radio or
TV.
Perform elementary calculations with a
slide rule. Before computers, skyscrapers, airliners and spacecraft were
designed with these primitive devices in the hands of skilled engineers.
Start a car by turning a hand crank
inserted in a channel through the radiator.
Color a pound of dead-white margarine
by breaking a small dye capsule in the package and kneading until the result
faintly resembled butter--with disgusting stray white spots.
Read lines of type upside-down and
backward as they sat in newspaper page forms.
While driving, signal turns by
sticking my left arm out the window and holding my forearm at appropriate
angles.
I'm betting that people reading this
have similar obsolete skills.
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BOB RODRIGUEZ writes:
All due respect to John Sweeney, who
wrote "...Southwest deserves a pass for their magazine cover ..."
Shouldn't the "their" be "its"? Also, anyone noticing those
signs that read, "Please Clean Your Feet Before Entering." What is
meant is "shoes," not feet. I'm easily irritated anymore by such
"stuff," such as cafe menus advising that the prime rib comes
"with au jus." Or "on a daily basis," when
"daily" will suffice. Etc. Exit in a huff, stage right.
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CHRIS
COOK writes:
To Joe Brown's story on the lede (pun)
about a prisoner ending his sentence on a proposition; that one was lore in my
family of journalists. It was attributed to the Chicago Daily News and its
coverage of the scandalous Loepold and Loeb case in 1924. Two young law school
students at the University of Chicago from well-off families (their fathers were at or near the top of the
Sears company) decided that they could commit the "perfect crime."
They kidnapped a 14-year-old neighbor,
killed him, hid the body in a culvert and attempted to extract a huge ransom
from the family. However, the body was found even before the ransom arrived,
and Leopold and Loeb were soon caught and charged with murder. They hired the
most famous defense lawyer of the day, Clarence Darrow, who managed to keep
them off death row, but both got life sentences. Leopold served out about 30
years and was paroled in the 1950s.
Loeb was another story. A polished,
well-spoken English major who prided himself on proper usage — no doubt he
would have made a good editor at the U-T eventually — he was killed by a fellow
prisoner when he tried to solicit sex.
Thus, the famous headline: "Loeb,
despite his erudition, today ended his sentence with a proposition."
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VINCE HOTTLE writes:
Jerry Windle: It's alright (oops) all
right (still confused which to use) to grieve over your loss of that large
collection of Spike Jones records. Now I am no detective but I'll just play
like one: First thing I'd check is whether you remember ever inviting Frank
Green over for a beer or an afternoon of skeet shooting -- have you? Just a
wild thought.
Second idea -- ask Wayne Carlson, my
super agent in charge of my record division -- if he can locate the record ID
numbers--that might provide a lead.
As far as getting old, some people
look it -- some just act it -- just enjoy every day, alright? All right!
Memories, thank goodness I can still
recall from the Ed Sullivan TV show and a very talented Spanish ventriloquist Señor Wences, who had a gruff-voiced
Pedro, a disembodied head in a box simply growling, "s'awright"
("it's all right") – when the performer opened the box's front panel
with his free hand.
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JERRY
RIFE writes:
Soft landing.
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JERRY
WINDLE Writes:
MULE TRAIN OR RIDERS IN THE SKY?: As
it turns out, I got confused in my old age and am a fan of Spike Jones’ version
of RIDERS IN THE SKY. Apparently in 1950, Spike recorded a “Chinese” version of
MULE TRAIN. It’s funny as well!
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KEN
STONE writes:
George Carlin also did a score shtick:
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