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Papa Legba is the Haitian voodoo god who acts as an intermediary between the loa and humans. He is also the god of the crossroads; he opens the road to the spirit world. He taught mankind the use of oracles and how to interpret them.  Here is his vever.

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Here is a passage from Over the Rainbow, my little book of haiku:

Lie still bold panther

your prey snorts below you

awaiting your leap

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Here is an area topographic map of Robber’s Cave State Park near Wilburton, Oklahoma.

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Here is a very interesting and disturbing article.

Bloomberg.com: Energy

Flipping TV channels tonight, I encountered a movie that I’ve seen many times before.  Like The Godfather and Chinatown, it is a mesmerizing movie - at least the last thirty minutes.  I’m speaking of Stanley Kubrick’s Full Metal Jacket.

A newbie director could have directed the movie’s first hour.  It bops along slowly, neither boring nor engrossing (although many disagree with me).  The characters are caricatures – the black man from Alabama, the southern bigot, the recent college graduate.  The last half hour of the movie grasps your soul, yanks it inside out, and leaves you contemplating deep into the night about what you just saw.

The movie’s backdrop is the Vietnamese city of Hue.  Kubrick’s Full Metal Jacket does more than set a memorable scene.  He transports you, kicking and screaming, along with a rifle platoon as it recons the bombed out remnants of the ancient city.

What a scene!  Kubrick, the consummate artist paints it with from a palette comprised of fire, smoke, distressed metal and broken concrete.  No music.  Kubrick employs a single drum and what sounds like the tortured movement of a rusty windmill in a persistent breeze.

Dorian Harewood as Eightball, realizes the patrol has taken a wrong turn (shit, this is deep!).  The black Alabama trooper (more allegory?) volunteers to scout a new route and is soon shot by a sniper hidden in the ruins.  When Cowboy (Arliss Howard) orders the troopers to retreat, Animal Mother (Adam Baldwin) defies him and moves forward to rescue Eightball, and the medic that had gone to rescue him.  The troops soon follow.

Kubrick ratchets the suspense and canned, in my opinion, the best death scene ever filmed.  Arliss Howard as the squad leader Cowboy should have won an academy award for his performance.  Check it out and see if I’m making this up.  The final five minutes of the movie, Matthew Modine as Joker has the finest and most persuasive performance of his career.  Adam Baldwin as Animal Mother is impossible to overlook.  His is an imposing performance, so subtle, and yet so explosive.

The best performance has gone unheralded for 20 years.  Ngoc Le is the Vietnamese sniper.  Who knows how old she is, but she looks eighteen.  She also looks brave, dedicated and absolutely ready to die for a cause that many Americans don’t even remember, much less understand.  Catch the last ten minutes of this movie and see what I mean.

Some say Full Metal Jacket is the best war movie ever made.  No way!  Hell, Kubrick’s own Dr. Strangelove is better.  FMJ isn’t even the best movie about Vietnam.  Platoon, in my book, takes that title.

Still, the last thirty minutes of  Full Metal Jacket is as riveting as The Godfather or Chinatown, and the movie proves one thing to me:  humans are imperfect.  We strive for perfection and never quite reach it.  But, every now and then, we see a movie, or hear a song, or read a particularly strong passage from a novel that embeds itself in our souls, and never quite goes away.  The last thirty minutes of Full Metal Jacket is like that.

Hey, give credit to writer Gustav Hasford.  Full Metal Jacket was adapted from his novel The Short Timers and some critics say the last passages of his book are deeper and darker than the darkest of the dark.  If you can find this rare volume, read it and weep.

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Whmph!

I had tarried too long at the crime scene, darkness already beginning to drape the late fall sky.  I heard a sound in the distance that curdled my blood.

Whmph! 

It was J.D.’s panther, the mythical beast that I had laughed at him about.  That moment I realized that it was very real, and it was making a coughing sound that carried through the dense Logan County backwoods.  The black muscled giant was herding me, using his guttural voice to intimidate me, trying to make me turn my back on him and hurry for the distant section-line road where my truck awaited.  Knowing that my gut reaction was about to get me killed I turned, picked up a big stick and began yelling at the top of my lungs.

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It’s snowing in much of Oklahoma and raining in Oklahoma City.  Still, there are flowers blooming in places, mostly inside.  Here are a few pics to cheer your day.

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This article about Robber’s Cave in Oklahoma is so interesting, I am providing a link so that all may read it.  Robber’s Cave is a state park located in the San Bois Mountains of southeastern Oklahoma.

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Southwest Arkansas, the area where I wrote my geologic master’s thesis, is rife with structural faults that extend all the way to the surface. Still, for those that have visited southwest Arkansas, they know that trees and undergrowth there cover practically everything. This means that surface faults are difficult to locate and to map. Modern technology such as side-looking radar, Landsat, and even aerial photos help alleviate this problem, but what did early explorers and prospectors do to locate and map these faults before this technology existed? Well, they consulted Mother Nature.

You gardeners know that plants and trees prefer specific chemistries in the soil they occupy. Pine trees like a particular acidity, oaks something totally different. Smart prospectors and savvy field geologists still use this very basic bit of information to their advantage.

How does it work? In southwest Arkansas, many near-vertical reverse faults often extend to the surface. For those that understand about the structural mechanism of faulting, they know faults often separate rock of different ages and chemical composition. Side "A" might comprise an acidic soil, Side "B" more alkaline. Pines, that may prefer a more acid soil, would grow to the very edge of the fault on Side "A", and then stop. Oaks like more alkaline soil and would prosper on Side "B" right up to the edge of the fault line. The result is an abrupt change in vegetation that alerts explorers that a surface fault is present.

Prospectors and field geologists are trained to notice these "tree-line faults." Next time you are on a field trip, check it out.

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The recent ice storm in Oklahoma has brought out several rare animals, many seen only during occurrences such as the events of the past few days.  While taking pictures in my front yard, I managed to snap this appearance of one of the world’s rarest animals: the extremely elusive icy hedgehog.

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Day Three – Central Oklahoma

The final wave of sleet passed through central Oklahoma today (01–14–07) before noon.  The storm, at its worst, extended from New Mexico to Chicago, and as far south as San Antonio, Texas.   Even northwest Louisiana, including Shreveport, has accumulations of ice.  All 77 counties in Oklahoma have been declared a disaster area by the government, giving our state the questionable distinction of having the worst weather conditions in the nation.  Here in Edmond, 4” of sleet fell.  Here are a few pics from the storm.

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Freezine weather had already encompassed central Oklahoma yesterday morning.  It soon began sleeting and continued well into the night.  This morning, a sheet of ice covered the ground and roads.  Another storm is approaching, scheduled for later tonight.  Here are a couple of pics from the storm.

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Catherine, a writer friend of mine, is a predictor (I hope that is a correct spelling).  She “feels” approaching earthquakes and other natural phenomena.  Knowing that I am also interested in such things, she sent me this e-mail correspondence between herself and Steve, another predictor.  It is so interesting, I feel compelled to post it in its entirety.

Catherine writes: 

sent an email to Steve (in RI) who is a predictor friend of mine. The following are snipits of today's conversations re: the stinky smell in NYC and NJ yesterday:

Steve replied:
<<Also another clue you are right is: the amazing mag fields that set off Soufriere yesterday blasting ash 5 miles high are aligned with East coast. Had a wicked bitchin headache that woke me up yesterday, then the Georgia storm and volcano went off.  Post a vision for it if you get one for the rotten apple.>>

I had gotten one. So I posted it--
Date: January 09, 2007 at 12:49:43
From: catjo
Subject: Stinky prediction NYC+ 4-6+ by EOM Jan
Subwindow by 27th. I know in my gut that's what's coming down the pike there with the stink. A biggazz fault line runs right under Manhattan and there have been a couple of building collapses there in the last year as I recall. I got a vision for NE states coastal and I forgot to post it. It was multiple and as I recall it did tie in with (and shortly after) the activity around Mont & Souf which Steve pointed out are in alignment with NYC. Look for 2-3 of them from Maine to NJ 4-6+ Mag. There were also MANY EQ clouds there a couple of weeks ago so I'd say within two-3 wks. >^..^<

Steve replied:
<<And here I thought the Statue of Liberty got a bad Burritto. Young lady you may very have well solved the conundrum of the stankulation. Maybe Mother Earth got a bad Burritto. 4 weeks ago I had a map dream repleat with red box  for quakulation off
the N.E. USA  Off Long Island. Lately I have seen quake clouds and have been inclined to forecast a quake but chicken out, so far so good no quake.
    I don't know whether the weather will wallop with cyclone out your way, there was a small cyclone down in Georgia as I had that cyclone dream, hopefully that is all. Stay sharp.>>

My reply:
<< I know in my gut that's what's coming down the pike there. A biggazz fault line runs right under Manhattan and there have been a couple of building collapses there in the last year as U recall but they don't want a panic of 20M so they are just wait and hope for the best (bad plan if U ask me). I did get a vision for NE states coastal and I forgot to post it. It was multiple and as I recall it did tie in with the activity around Mont & Souf so I better post it now. U stay alert up there too because it could splash. Look for 2-3 of them from Maine to NJ 4-6+ Mag. Those EQ clouds are a couple of weeks old if memory serves so I'd say within two-3 wks. >^..^<>>

Steve wrote back:
<<Thanks for the heads up, I'll keep my surf board handy.
and pasted this into the message:
[His Previous Message that he had posted]
<<[Date: January 09, 2007 at 12:48:35
From: Steve
Subject: Spain is in danger-------watch out MADRID

This month is bad for western Europe. Thought it may be more northern, London Paris Amsterdam Brussles. There was a car bomb at the Madrid Airport last week. I think there is more danger for Spain, this time is all about danger, fire, explosives, crazies. Two eclipses cut paths thru Spain last year, not good. I don't know for sure but other European cities should be on RED High alert at this time.]>>
He adds:
<<7 hours after I put up the Europe Alert, Madrid was attacked. >>

People added these to my NYC prediction:
<<re: running under Manhattan. I remember many years ago they wanted to build the nuke plant in Yonkers and people put up a big stink. Turns out that where they
wanted to build was right on a fault. >> from a lady near there and

Steve posted this:
<<The Rescue is in progress. Monster magfields in the Atlantic that set off Soufriere and NYC aromas are most likely the culprit, See Catjos prediction. Last month I posted for a dream of a quake off Long Island , Narragansett Bay.  It ain't over till it's over and the fat lady may have another song to sing.
   21 dolphins have come ashore (off the coast of Mass.) over the last month, there are 8 in this pod in the shallows they being rescued now at Wellfleet. I am about 35 miles from there and had a wicked headache yesterday around the time Soufriere erupted. >>

And another post was:
Date: January 09, 2007 at 14:19:21
From: Mariane
Subject: Re: Stinky prediction NYC+ 4-6+ by EOM Jan
I believe that is the Ramapo Fault. There are two other faults running under Manhattan. I remember many years ago they wanted to build the nuke plant in Yonkers and people put up a big stink. Turns out that where they wanted to build was right on a fault.>>

It'll be interesting to watch the developments...
>^..^<

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I live in Edmond, Oklahoma, on the edge of town.  Not far from Lake Arcadia, wildlife of all kinds, is abundant.  Marilyn feeds the birds and squirrels and the backyard often looks like an aviary.  There is also a pair of hawks living in the tall oaks in my back yard.  Lately, they've begun chasing sparrows into the picture window in back of my house, then swoping down and flying away with the stunned birds.  The loud thumps against the glass have become quite disconcerting.  I have a long picture of one of the hawks as it sat on the fence around my pool.  Hopefully, I will get a better one soon.

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Release Source:  Gondwana Press

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Edmond, OK—January 6, 2007— Gondwana Press is pleased to announce the long-awaited release of the novel Big Easy by author Eric Wilder.

Lust, murder, and voodoo amid the backdrop of post-Katrina New Orleans.

Someone is killing street people in New Orleans, and the murders threaten to stifle the City’s delicate recovery process following killer hurricanes Katrina and Rita.  Homicide detective Tony Nicosia suspects the practice of voodoo is somehow involved in the killings.  He enlists the help of local expert Wyatt Thomas and his partner Mama Mulate.  Thomas is the “go to” man for esoteric French Quarter information, Mama Mulate a professor of English literature at Tulane University.  She is also an authentic voodoo mambo.

Author of Murder Etouffee, Prairie Sunset and A Gathering of Diamonds, Eric Wilder has penned his most suspenseful novel yet.  A Louisiana native, Wilder places the reader directly on dark French Quarter streets, beneath lacy ferns and filigree ironwork.  “A must read,” Heather Froeschl of Bookreview.com writes.  “A murder mystery with a deliciously dark side - I loved it!”

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ABOUT AUTHOR

Native of Louisiana, Eric Wilder now lives and writes in Edmond, Oklahoma.  The author of six other books, Wilder is a noted energy expert, and a scholar on events of historical significance that occurred in Oklahoma, Texas, Arkansas, and Louisiana.

ABOUT GONWANA         

Founded in 2006, Gondwana Press is a small regional publisher seeking to expand the bounds of both knowledge and entertainment.

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There exists an escarpment on a mountain side in eastern Oklahoma.  A large rock, carved around 1000 A.D., is the only remaining sign that someone, possibly of Norse origin, once occupied the escarpment.  The rock, now known as the Heavener Runestone, marks Oklahoma’s Runestone State Park.

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Just outside of Mulhaul, Oklahoma, winding blacktop mimics the course of Beaver Creek, finally crossing it on the time-weakened backbone of an aging edifice.  Framed by the bridge’s rusty abutments, a lonely pumping unit siphons oil from a half-empty fountain situated deep within Mother Earth.

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Ricky Nelson

Stevie Ray Vaughn

Buddy Holly

Jim Croce

Ronnie Van Sant

John Denver

Otis Redding

Richie Valens

Dean Paul (Dino) Martin

Patsy Cline

Amazingly, almost all of these artists played the guitar.

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Eric Wilder is at his best! If you’ve ever wanted to visit New Orleans, you can get a feel for the soul of the city in Wilder’s books. He has a gift for descriptive writing and readers will taste the bourbon and shrimp, feel the beat of the band, and march in celebration of a soul’s freedom down the streets of the Big Easy. The plot is a wonderful twisted tale of murder and mystery, magic and moments of pure feeling. The characters come to life, and meet with death, as expected when reading a Wilder novel. Some are dark and devious while others are perfectly flawed examples of humanity, and others still demand attention in flowing and delicate robes. A murder mystery with a deliciously dark side – I loved it!

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Someone is killing New Orleans' street people and this is hurting the City's tourist trade just beginning to recover from Hurricane's Katrina and Rita. More than just simple acts of murder, voodoo is involved, the killer possibly an actual Vodoun deity. Homicide detective Tony Nicosia seeks the help of Wyatt Thomas, the City's foremost expert on a very secret and often seedy side of the Big Easy. Wyatt enlists the aid of Mama Mulate, Tulane English professor, and an actual voodoo mambo, to assist him. Together, they unravel the strangest mystery to hit the venerable city since Marie Laveau herself. Take a deep breath, and then prepare to see the Big Easy, as you have never imagined.

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Big Easy is available in both soft (ISBN 978–1–84728–338–2) and hard cover (ISBN 978–0–6151–3591–5) editions from Amazon.com, Bn.com, Buy.com, and directly from Lulu.com at http://www.lulu.com/content/440966

Yesterday, I told the story about a not-so-modest female geologist during a particular summer field camp in Colorado.  My own field camp took place in Batesville, Arkansas.  We had an old farm house located some twenty miles from Batesville, on the bank of the White River.  Twenty of us bunked in the non-air conditioned basement.  Unlike yesterday's story, only male students composed my field camp.

For those that don't know, summers in Arkansas are hot and humid.  After a sweaty day of field geology, we cooled off with a cold shower (we had too anyway, as we had no hot water in our outdoor shower house) and a dip in the White River (the temperature of the river stayed at 52 degrees year round).  Even amid the heat of Arkansas summer, 52 degrees is a shock to the system.

Our Arkansas field camp was rustic, to say the least.  The last ten miles from the nearest highway was paved only with rip-rap from a local rock formation known as the Boone Chert.  Tire integrity in those days was not what it is now and punctures were a daily occurrence.  Yes, for those of you that know, Boone Chert is sharp and jagged.

Our mornings started at six with a breakfast of bacon and eggs.  Then, before setting out to map the wilds of Arkansas, we made and packed our own lunch - potato chips and a sandwich.  Our choices for that sandwich?  Bologna, or peanut butter and jelly.  I fondly remember field camp in Arkansas as the "Summer of Bologna."

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Yesterday’s report called Totally Naked Geology caused me to recall a story I once heard.  All geology students are required to take a course called Field Geology.  I took my field geology course near Batesville, Arkansas where I learned how to map surface formations.  Mostly, we learned how to see, taste, and smell the bedrock.

Geology, like every other profession, is mostly male dominated.  That said, there are many excellent female geologists.  Geologists are all a weird bunch (myself included) and female geologists seem to take this one a step further.  What do I mean?  Don’t argue with a female geologist about anything, unless you have your facts down pat.  If you don’t, be prepared for an ass kicking.  Female geologists have minds of their own, and beware the fool.  Anyway, here is the story.

University of Missouri summer field camp during the 60s - 25 male geology students, 1 female geology student.  Colorado summers are hot.  Mid-afternoon, all the male geology students would remove their shirts while mapping the geology of the surface.  This day, their female counterpart followed suit.

Geologists are a strange bunch.  Nothing was ever said, or made, of the single female geologist’s topless display.  Still, the story is legend in the industry.  What is the name of that particular young woman?  I’ll never tell.

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Geologists and students of geology are blessed to live in states like Arkansas and Colorado because the bedrock there is exposed, often revealing all its secrets and beauty amid a glorious panorama.  Students and geologists in mid-continent states like Oklahoma, Nebraska, and Kansas aren’t always so lucky.  Bedrock usually lies buried beneath recent sediment such as found in corn and wheat fields.  What is a geologist to do?

As a student at Northeast Louisiana (now University of Louisiana at Monroe), we had to improvise.  A professor once led us on a field trip though campus, identifying fossils in the building stone of the University’s library and classroom buildings.  Other places of interest were cutbanks of rivers and large streams, and even ditches.  Yep!  I’ve waded around in many a muddy ditch just to examine a small ledge of weathered rock.  Luckily for geologists, our taxpayer dollars are largely responsible for the most prime geologic locations in mostly flat states.

Yes, the highway department often creates beautiful geologic exposures known as roadcuts when they construct highways and roads.  In Oklahoma, perhaps the most spectacular roadcut is near the intersection of US Hwy 77 and Interstate 35.  This is part of the highway traverse through the heart of the Arbuckle Mountains.

The Arbuckles are the oldest mountains in North America, already eroded as the Appalachians became uplifted.  At the I-35 Roadcut near Turner Falls, the exposed geology is spectacular.  Proterozoic crytallines and Paleozoic rock, peneplaned to the old mountain range’s very core, are exposed in all their glory.  Paleozoic fossils and even seeping oil are readily visible in the rock.  I highly recommend a detour next time you are driving from Oklahoma City to Dallas.  You’ll see a lot of wonderful, totally naked geology and I promise that you won’t regret it.

Photo date 11/90, © J.S. Aber

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“This book has an entangled storyline that keep readers turning the pages with anticipation.  The characters are real, the dialogue strong, and the description exceptional.  Having previously read some of the author’s other work, I was not disappointed with the way he uses words to paint breathtakingly beautiful portraits of nature.  It is obvious that this author loves the outdoors, and readers see the scenic beauty through his colorful words.  I would purchase the book for this depiction alone. In my mind, I was with them at the campgrounds, on the mountain trails, and in the jungles of Vietnam.  I made my way through the thick, briery wilderness, helped fight off the bad guys and eventually visited the Big Valley, delighting in the waterfalls—perhaps even enjoying the innocence of skinny-dipping.”

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Magnet Cove, Arkansas is perhaps the rarest site on earth.   Why?  This tiny area contains 42 distinct minerals, some found only two other places in the world: the Tyrolean Alps and the Ural Mountains.  This rural Arkansas community received its name because of the presence of the mineral magnetite.  Magnets go wild at this irregularly shaped 5 mile area.  Settlers soon found more rare minerals and collectors went crazy.

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This past week’s early winter storm brought with it sub-freezing temperatures, ice, sleet, and more than 8” of snow in my backyard.  It also prompted me to scan the recently published, 2007 edition of The Old Farmer’s Almanac.  This ageless publication provides times and tables for planting, and predictions about the upcoming weather sprinkled with interesting factoids.  One such factoid tells how to determine the temperature by listening to the chirp of a cricket.  Count the chirps during a 14-second period and add 40 to determine the approximate temperature.  Interesting, but it doesn’t work when there’s 8” of snow on the ground.

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Yes, there is a town in Texas with the unlikely name of Uncertain.  Don’t ask me where the name came from and I won’t even bother making a bad pun.  Here is a topographic map showing Uncertain on the west flank of Caddo Lake.

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What do a Vietnam Vet, Shangri-La, raw, uncut diamonds, and a female poet-cop have to do with one another? They are huge parts of Eric Wilder's latest novel, "A Gathering of Diamonds." Wilder has written his most exciting story yet!

Tom Logan receives a large uncut diamond in the mail from his brother, who has turned up missing. Being in the hospital for his flashback nightmares, Tom feels that he was unavailable to his brother Bill when he was most needed, and so he sets out on the literal trail to discover what has become of him. It is a journey that will make him face his worst fears from his Vietnam days, meet challenges he'd never dream of being able to accomplish, and possibly find a soul mate along the way. Leaving New Orleans to head into the hill of Arkansas, Tom encounters two of the strongest women characters I have read about in recent years. And he's going to need both of them to make it through.

This work of fiction brings readers right into the heart of the mountains, where people take care of things in their own way. This side of Wilder's writing is so pinpoint perfect that you'll think twice before traveling into the hills alone. I live in it - I know. The suspense of the story is nicely balanced with the flashbacks Tom has of his hell in Vietnam, and just as nicely in balance with the romance of what the group discovers hidden deep in the valley, cut off from the rest of the world, by choice. Just when you think there are no new, original stories to read, Eric Wilder brings out a tale that will capture your attention and never let it go.

Review by Heather Froeschl, Bookideas.com

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A Couple of things:  Today is Veteran's Day and I have a few comments.  My Mother Mavis passed away yesterday.  She and my Father Jack were married 63 years.  They were married during the early years of World War II.  My Father is a veteran.  He has progressive Alzheimer's disease and his short-term memory is zippo.  Still, he has vivid memories of his service in the Big War.  He was a code clerk, not a foot soldier, but he saw plenty of action and I am proud of him.  My brother Jack Jr. was also in the army - artillery, during the Vietnam era.  I am also proud of him.  I was also in the army.  I served for 14 months in Vietnam, part of the time as an infantry foot soldier.  Yes, I am proud of my own service.  Today, there are almost 150,000 troops serving in Iraq, and quite a few in Afghanistan.  The Iraq War has already lasted longer than World War II.  These men and women are wonderful and, yes, I am very proud of them.  I am also proud of the veterans of Korea, the forgotten war.  I will not forget the time, many years ago as a young college student that I listened as a Korean vet recounted the story of horrendous human wave attacks.  Let's even go back further - the Civil War.  My great-grandfather, a Confederate soldier, lost a leg in that bloody war.  He hiked back to east Texas with a crutch and a wooden leg.  My Mom, Mavis, also lived the Big War.  Yes, I am proud of my Mom.  Thank you veterans.  This country would not be here without you, and thank you Mom.  Without your guidance, I would never have had the values that I feel are so important to this entire country.  http://www.ericwilder.com

  Mavis Pittenger, 03–21 – 11–06.  I love you Mom.

Happy Halloween!

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Here is an excerpt from the novel I am presently writing called Blink of an Eye.  Like Big Easy, it occurs in New Orleans.  After the death of his ex-wife, Wyatt is desperately searching for something.  He doesn’t know what it is, nor does he even vaguely comprehend that he is even on a quest.  His journey is back-dropped by the Big Easy’s usual chaos.  Let me know if you like it and I’ll post more tomorrow.

Wyatt Thomas found the large and heavy door unlocked and slightly ajar, just as in his dream.  He felt no compunction about pushing open the door and entering the courtyard, awash in colors of red hibiscus and purple clematises on vines that had climbed up the rough wall to a second story balcony.

            A fountain, topped with a naked cherub, dripped water into a weathered masonry pool burnished by a patina of lichen green.  Wyatt didn’t notice, nor did he pay attention to the gentle melody of dripping water, or the dozen golden koi swishing water in the pond as they gulped air at its surface.  He had something else on his mind, and that something was a faint halo of light bleeding through an open door across the courtyard from him.

            Wyatt passed through the portal, unaware of the clatter the steel taps in his heels made against the courtyard’s cobblestone floor.  He was also unaware of the black cat staring at him from a potted palm on the balcony above him, or the multitude of ferns hanging from every ledge, wafting gently in a hot afternoon thermal.  At that moment, he had only one thing on his mind.

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All minerals begin as hydrothermal solutions.  That is, each mineral remains in a liquid state until very specific temperature and pressure conditions are met, and the mineral hardens into its crystalline form.  While these temperatures and pressures are specific, many minerals solidify at similar temperatures and pressures.  This tidbit of information seems esoteric, but it is very important to prospectors.  Why?  Because when the treasure hunter finds certain “not so rare” minerals, then its “very rare” brethren is often very near.  Such is the case of kimberlite and diamonds.  Find kimberlite and you will often find associated diamonds intermingled in the strata along with it.  What makes kimberlite readily noticeable?  It imparts a blue hue to the earth.  This often rich soil, when plowed, has a bluish tint.

At the Crater of Diamonds in Arkansas, the ground is regularly plowed.  Here is an aerial photo of the Crater of Diamonds.  Yes, the blue spot in the middle of the picture is the crater and yes, the blue color comes from kimberlite.  Are there associated diamonds there?  You bet! More than 75,000 of the king of stones have been found since the 70s, many large and of gem quality.  http://www.ericwilder.com