Offering My Services

I am hereby offering my services to anyone that might need them.

New Orleans is filling with water. They will need helicopters and pilots there to evacuate thousands of people.

I'll be watching media and trade outlets to see if I can volunteer to help anywhere. If any readers hear of an organization looking for help I can provide, please leave a comment with that information!
GB

Katrina and the Wave

Like many of you, I've been watching reports of Hurricane Katrina and her effect on New Orleans.

Watching these reporters stand out in wind strong enough to almost take them off their feet has become a real source of amusement.

How long before we see, on live TV, a 300 year old Live Oak tree fall on one of them?

I'm sorry, but when it happens, like the big foot mashing the guy at the end of the title credits to "Monty Python's Flying Circus", I may have the perverse urge to laugh out loud!

Another Kind of Pollution

I want to discuss energy usage and light pollution with you.

It's not uncommon for my wife to come home after sundown and find me sitting in a dark house watching TV, or reading a magazine under the only illuminated lamp in the house. It drives her crazy!

"Why is this house SO DARK?" she'll exclaim, as she begins to turn on every light she passes.

It's a divide between us that will never be closed. She was raised in Chicago in bad neighborhoods and is afraid of the dark. I was raised in a rural area where we never locked our doors, and if there was a street light in the community, I cannot remember it.
(Help me Trojans.......do you remember any?)

What I can remember is camping out in the backyard, lying on my back, looking at the sky filled with so many stars that it looked as if someone had crushed glass from horizon to horizon.

Go outside tonight and if it's clear, try to see stars. These days, you'll be lucky if you can see even the brightest of them! Ambient light pollutes our atmosphere and prevents starlight from reaching our eyes.

But I have gotten off the path I intended to take with this rant.

It's normal for me to come home, even in the day, and find every light in the house burning. Since my requests that my wife pay the electricity bill were rejected, it obviously gives me acid reflux to see this much waste.........and don't even think about trying to take the high road by reminding her that energy is in short supply and such waste is immoral.........she doesn't care.

In June our air conditioner broke down. I made some inroads during this 90+ degree weather by pointing out that the incandescent lights produce a lot of heat, and that turning them off helps to keep the house cooler. But when the A/C was fixed we slowly returned to our old "illuminated" ways.

Sara Jean wants to call our utility and have them install a street light in front our house. When I tell her I won't pay for it, she insists she'll pay for that herself!

If and when that happens, she won't have to listen to my complaints about the house lights anymore.........

I'll be moving to a place in the country where I can camp out in the back yard and look up and see a carpet of stars!

I've Been Mistaken

For the last couple years I've had regular correspondence with a female relative.
She is of the "Bush lied, people died" persuasion.

No sense going into how "Bush Lied"......that leads to a dead end, even for her, because all parties were deceived by our "faulty" intelligence about WMD's going into the war.

I originally thought SEVENTEEN U.N. RESOLUTIONS were more than enough justification for liberating Iraq.

But my correspondent has inadvertently opened my eyes to how the world could be improved if we would just cease our belligerent ways in Iraq and bring our soldiers home!

The world could then begin to move down the path of righteousness provided by the guidance of our Islamic brethren:

Stupid women like my relative would have to think twice about corresponding with superior thinking men like me!

Women would no longer be in the workplace, therefore freeing up jobs for men that need to provide food for their families.

The abortion problem would go away in an instant.........women that get pregnant outside marriage will be stoned to death. (Stones not too big as to kill too quickly, and not too small as to be ineffective!)

And Cindy Sheehan? HA!

She'll be first in line for stoning!

Why has it taken so long for me to see the error in my thinking?
It's obvious that most of the problems of the world would go away if we would just get out of Iraq and take up the tenets of "Shari'a" law!

So come on men! Take up the banner and join in........it's the resolution to most of our problems!

Out of Iraq!
No more aggression against our Muslim Brothers!

Support Iran in their quest for nuclear power!

March to the Mosque! A perfect world is just around the corner!

And Hillary for President?

Obviously impossible!

What a vision!


UPDATE,17AUG:
On re-reading, seems like a pretty harsh tone, and I considered deleting.
Then I decided I'd leave the post as written.

I believe Jane Fonda and John Kerry assisted in killing our troops in Viet Nam.
Cindy Sheehan and her like are killing our troops in Iraq. What a shame.....a woman in such pain is causing more mothers to suffer the same pain.

But most of these idiots that are supporting the "Freedom Fighters" in Iraq do so simply because of their extreme hate for George Bush!

If you are an insurgent in Baghdad, you well know our history: we have no guts for war.
All you have to do is bloody our nose often enough, and we'll soon pack our bags and run for home. We won't finish the job.

But this is truly a situation where we need to be careful what we wish for......
And it is EXTRAORDINARILY important for the rights of women of the world!

PFYSB

Another scene flight last night.........this one right at dusk.

A 16 year old female lost control of her car after dropping a wheel in a ditch, then rolled several times. She was ejected from the automobile, and in the process of being ejected, her left arm was de-gloved from the elbow to her wrist.
She also had a compound fracture of her left femur.

De-gloving means the skin on her left forearm was pulled from the muscle.
An interesting looking wound!

It takes a huge amount of force to break the femur!
That her femur was broken means her body was subjected to forces you and I don't even want to think about!
Considerable blood loss can accompany this injury, and of course, shock.

Now the question:

IF, she had her seatbelt fastened, how was she ejected from her car?

And the answer?
Come on now everybody..........all at once!


She DIDN'T have her belt fastened!

My title......PFYSB.......comes from a jingle that used to be played on public service ads. If you have heard them, you'll remember the music that went along with the words:

"P.F.Y.S.B.,............please fasten your seat belt...........Thank you!"

I'm continually amazed that folks don't use their seat belts today.
The most serious injuries we see in automobile accidents happen to people that are not wearing their seat belts.

Folks, you could do serious damage to the cash flow of all EMS businesses by doing these three things:

1. Fasten your seat belt.

2. Don't drive after drinking.

3. Don't smoke.

Knowing human nature, I think my job is secure for the foreseeable future.

Don't you?

A Suggestion

For some reason, when I check on "Pitchpull" on some computers, the sidebar containing Links, Archives, and my profile show up all the way at the bottom of the page.

I hope you are checking in on some of the other Blogs I recommend there........especially today.

Go to:

www.varifrank.com and read "The Call".

I will wish forever that I could put my thoughts on paper like that!

Judge Roberts.....the more you know........

Incontrovertible evidence he's not right for the job:


The Roberts kids are no strangers to controversy. Jack Roberts, a confirmed bachelor who enjoys dancing and thinks girls are "yucky", has the I.Q. of a four year-old boy and a rap sheet a mile long. In 2003, Jack was reprimanded by a superior court judge for vandalizing the walls of a private residence with Crayola crayons. Last summer, he stole several indigenous amphibians from a natural wetland, a crime against nature for which he has yet to be held accountable. His childlike demeanor and bizarre behavior have frustrated reporters for weeks. When pressed for details on his father's opinions concerning Roe V. Wade, it's not unusual for Jack to burst into giggles and spin around in circles until he falls down.
If Jack Roberts seems to revel in media attention, then his sister, Jane, shuns it. Living a life shrouded in mystery, Jane was rumored to be dating Tom Cruise - but it's widely suspected that the girl with the pageboy haircut "plays for the other team", if you know what I mean. While John Edwards has yet to officially acknowledge her as a lesbian, Jane is rarely seen without another woman at her side. Her dowdy style of dress and lack of frequent abortions have raised more than a few eyebrows. And like brother Jack, her mental instability is a thing of record. Prone to sudden emotional outburts and crying fits over trivialities, Jane is often seen talking to small plastic replicas of human babies, and her addiction to paste has been the talk of the tabloids.


The entire expose' is here:

http://blamebush.typepad.com

Warning: Don't drink liquids while reading, lest they find an alternate route out your nostrils!

I Support Nuclear Power

But that needs some explanation...

My father worked for a power company for forty years.
One of the most contentious discussions we ever had was about nuclear power.

Before he retired, he was a strong supporter of what he thought was a "safe, clean," power supply.

He was surprised when I mentioned the amount of time nuclear waste would be hazardous to life.

Got any idea?

I listened to a nuclear power proponent on a talk radio show once, and called in to ask him how long the waste would be lethal.
He artfully avoided answering the question better than Jimmy Carter being asked about the "misery index" when he was running for re-election!

Truth is, the waste will be hazardous to humans for something like 250,000 years.

That bears re-stating:
A QUARTER OF A MILLION YEARS!!

It presents a problem for moralists that will be in charge of nuclear waste sites in the future:
The history of mankind spans what, 75,000 years?
Written history covers a fraction of that...
How do we fashion a sign that will warn people of the future that they need to avoid these areas, when they may not speak anything that resembles English?

(One of the better suggestions was a sign with a skeleton, supine on the ground, with wavy lines emanating from the ground to signify a deadly problem there.)

When Dad retired, after studying the issue, he did a 180 degree turn on his support for nuclear power.

But here's how we can all say we support nuclear power:

Solar, wind, and other "clean" power sources are all driven by the sun... a HUGE nuclear fusion reactor!

The costs of energy, to include gasoline, and the environmental costs of burning fossil fuels like coal, are approaching a threshold that will make using alternative resources more economically feasible.

Let's pressure our elected Representatives to start paying more attention to conservation, and nuclear power...

FUSION...
provided by the sun!

The Blink of An Eye

If you've been reading a while, you know I love my job.
When we are called out, I am one of the most important people in the world to the people that need my services.
Time can be more valuable than gold..........

The call came in a little after 4 A.M. on a Saturday morning.
We were dispatched on a 5 minute flight to the scene of an accident: car Vs. fuel tanker.

The car was a Station Wagon. The driver was a man with his entire family on board.........wife and 8 kids. The family was on its' way to spend the day fishing with extended family at a lake located about 3 hours away.

Papa had apparently fallen asleep and didn't see the red light and the 5000 gallon tanker in the intersection. He had driven under the tanker, and before the truck driver could bring his rig to a stop, the rear wheels of the tanker had climbed the car and had Papa trapped inside. The accident ripped a hole in the tanker, and it was leaking kerosene all over the scene, including Papa.

By chance, the scene was adjacent to a company that sold steel in huge, heavy rolls, and they had a large forklift available. As we took off, our dispatch called and said the folks on the scene were asking if we wanted the forklift operator to lift the tanker off the car. My nurse vetoed that idea.....she wanted to assess the situation to insure they didn't do further harm to the patient.

I landed in the center of six lanes of highway, about 150' from the collision, the smell of kerosene so heavy in the early morning air it burned my eyes. Flight Nurse and Paramedic gathered their gear and quickly moved to the scene while I secured the controls and got out to make sure passersby didn't walk into the tail rotor of the Bell LongRanger we were flying at the time.

My Flight Nurse stepped over fishing gear spread all over the highway and climbed into the car with Papa as the other scene workers tried to redirect a stream of kerosene away from her so she could start an Intraveinous line on him.

The weight of the tanker had collapsed the firewall and dashboard of the car on our patient.

15 minutes on the scene and he was extricated. He was crushed from his waist to his upper thighs.

We loaded him and took off on the 5 minute flight to the Trauma Center. My crew had their hands full, so I made the call to the hospital to give them our ETA and a quick overview of what we were bringing them.

I landed and assisted taking the patient out of the helicopter.
As they wheeled him to the elevator they left behind a solid trail of blood.

Then I looked at the helicopter...........
Along the left side of the aircraft we had a new, 2-inch red stripe starting at the lower right corner of the litter door, arcing up the rear of the fuselage, then horizontally along the tail cone and through the tail rotor! All this in just 5 minutes flight time!

Blood is corrosive.........I found a hose and rinsed off as much of it as I could.

We then went back twice to the hospital closest to the accident scene to pick up kids that had been ejected from the car.

And although Papa was taken directly to the Operating Room from the helipad, his injuries and blood loss were too great.........he didn't make it.

The kids were seriously injured, but survived.

I've said this before and I'll say this again many times:
Life can be short. Don't sweat the small stuff!

Now That's Corn!

When we think about the helicopter, we generally think of it as a transportation device.

People, parts, mail, etc., are all moved by helicopters.
I'll blog about the different things I've done and have heard done in helicopters sometime in the future.

A few days ago I did something that was a first for me:
Pollinating Corn!

And the only thing I had to move with the helicopter?
Air!

Here's the idea:
I was flying for a company that produces and sells seed to farmers. They were developing new hybrid seeds to sell to their customers.

To do this, they plant the female "receiver" corn in rows of four, and then plant a row of the "male" corn. When the plants grow tassels, the "female" receivers have their tassels removed. This is a labor-intensive process........done by hand by migrant workers.

So here's the picture: in the center of nine rows of corn, you have a row of plants with tassels........four rows of de-tasselled females on either side of the male row with tassels intact.
My task was to hover over the male plants and shake the pollen from the tassels onto the silks of the female plants.

We had to wait until the morning dew had dried from the plants. Dew drops preclude the pollen from sticking to the silks that extend from the end of each ear. Each individual silk is attached to the ear of corn, and if it receives a grain of pollen, will grow a corn kernel. If the silk doesn't receive a pollen grain, no kernel will form.

We were told if we did our job properly, we could increase the number of kernels formed, and therefore the total bushel-per-acre yield of the fields, by up to 30%!
Well worth the cost of the helicopter!

By the time the dew was dried, the ambient temperature was 94 degrees F. Wind was straight out of the South at 8 knots.
The wind made the temperature more bearable, but was problematic for doing the work because most of the rows were planted North-South, making the turn at the South end of the fields a downwind turn.

We found that if I flew over the "male" row just on the flying side of translational lift.....about 15 knots.......literally dragging my skids through the tassels, I was shaking all the female plants on either side of the males.
This meant those females were all getting a solid dose of pollen from the center row.

Corn fields in this area are large.......some have 7-800 acres of corn. Rows can be more than a mile long! At the speed I was traveling, moving from the start of a row to the end seemed to take forever!

Full of fuel, the downwind turn was treachery......carelessly done, the machine could easily settle into the 6 feet tall corn, downwind, and cause who-knows-what kind of damage to the tail rotor and the machine in general!
We wanted to avoid this even if it meant losing money on the job!

At the end of the day we had flown over 683 acres.
It took 6.9 hours to do this work, so we averaged pretty close to 100 acres per hour.

Terry N. was faithful as always with fuel truck and cold refreshments.
Terry just got his commercial helo license. We are trying to bring him aboard slowly with different aspects of commercial work.
So he could learn the work, he flew about 2 hours of the 6.9 hours over the corn.

I flew 4.9 hours over the corn, and 2.8 roundtrip to the worksite, for a total in my logbook of 7.7 hours for the day!

7.7 hours at 100 degrees, doing work this stressful, equals an old helicopter pilot that has to be removed from the helicopter at the end of the day with a spatula!

Attention Getting

Nineteen followers of Islam board airplanes and fly them into buildings, killing themselves and thousands of innocent people.

We then see videos of joyous dancing and celebrating in Palestine.
Most everyone else in the world is horrified.

Or:

A single Buddhist Monk steps into a street in front of video cameras, douses himself with gasoline and strikes a match........then meditates as he is consumed by the flames.

I can't speak about how Palestinians reacted to this, but I know the rest of the world asked, with respect, "what would cause someone to do that?"

Which attention getting method earns more total support for their cause?

I think I know the answer.

72 Virgins

Ironic, isn't it?

Islamic terrorists blowing themselves up expect to be met in heaven by 72 virgins.

Seems odd, from a religion that considers women property, and in fundamentalist form only allows their women to show their eyes.
(And in an Afghani Burkha, not even that!)

I have a question that has previously been asked, but I've not seen answered:

If the murderer is an Islamic female, what awaits her in heaven?

(Maybe total isolation from Chauvinist Males?)

Click "comments" and educate me, please!

My Nightmare

Lately, the focus on the War on Terror has fallen on Iraq, Afghanistan, Egypt, and London.

So far, weapons used by terrorists in these places have been conventional.

Here is the scenario that causes me to lose sleep at night:

Extremists in Pakistan have made several attempts to kill President Musharraf.

Pakistan has demonstrated the ability to detonate nuclear weapons.

Extremists will continue to try to eliminate Musharraf as a moderating influence in Pakistan.
If they succeed in assassinating him, they can take control of a government with a proven nuclear arsenal, and technologists with the ability to use those weapons.

India and Pakistan have, on several occasions, come to blows in their conflict over who owns Kashmir.

Will Islamic extremists use those weapons to settle the argument with India, OR.........

Will they try to sneak those weapons into New York or Baltimore harbor?

Can we sit and wait for them to make that decision?

Comforting, huh?

Formula One

Those of you interested in automobile racing are probably aware of the fiasco that unfolded in Indianapolis last month:

Coming out of the infield onto what would be the "short chute" between turns two and one on the Oval, (Formula One goes the opposite direction on the track from the Indy 500), the Formula One cars enter the fastest section of track on their schedule.

Michelin has had two catastrophic tire failures, both on left rear tires on this extremely fast part of the track.

Fearful one of their drivers would be injured or killed, three days before the race they petitioned their sanctioning body to allow them to bring tires from France that would better withstand the pressures the tires were being subjected to.
This is against F1 rules, and was rejected.

They then requested that a chicane be built midway in this section in order to slow the cars' top speeds and alleviate their problem.
This was viewed as exactly what it was: an admission that Bridgestone had come better prepared to face the conditions of the U.S. Grand Prix than had Michelin.

What followed may have ruined the future of F1 in the U.S. and may in fact impact Formula One as a whole in the near future:
The Michelin equipped cars gridded, were started and made the warmup lap, and then headed into the pits.........they didn't race!

Over 20 cars were supposed to participate in this race, and only 6- Bridgestone shodded cars actually started.

Fans that had spent BIG BUCKS to watch this event were rightfully disappointed and infuriated.
Some, shamefully, threw soft drink cups and other trash onto the track.

UGLY.

Michelin has a huge black eye, and is desperately trying to figure out how to overcome this PR nightmare. There is some talk they may actually purchase ALL the tickets for next years' race and find a way to allow the true enthusiasts of the race to attend free. I hope this comes to pass.......it would do a lot to make dissatisfied fans forget about the chaos this year.

I'm still undecided about F1. The cars are just unbelievable.......accelerating to 100 m.p.h. in less than 3 seconds, and stopping even faster than that! "G Forces" the drivers are subjected to can actually burst blood vessels in their eyes!

Aerodynamically, they are ahead of aircraft manufacturers in some ways!

But most tracks they race on allow very little passing.......once a driver takes the lead it is VERY difficult to pass him.
The races themselves can sometimes be boring as watching grass grow.

But if you've never watched one of these races, you might want to tune in just to get a view of the technology employed here.
Think of this:

These engines, manufactured by Honda, Toyota, Ferrari, Renault, BMW, and Mercedes, ALL turn at higher than 18,000 R.P.M.!

18,000 R.P.M. means the pistons in these engines are going up and down in the cylinder THREE HUNDRED TIMES PER SECOND!

Can you get your mind around that?
I can't!

The near future of F1 is important, and decisions made in the next year may very well determine the viability of the series.

I'd like to see it survive, and will be watching with interest.

New Helicopter Students

One of the wonderful things about helicopters is that almost everyone is fascinated by them.

Land in a helicopter, and you'll draw a crowd!
Heck, I've been around them over 37 years, and I still stand and watch with a smile when one takes to the air!

The folks that call to take lessons are almost always interesting.
Conventional wisdom is that whirlybirds are not safe, so anyone that shows up to learn to fly one is, by definition, someone willing to take a few risks with their life in order to learn something new!
(Motorcycle riders fall into the same category, and I love that crowd too!)

A new student had been referred to me by a mutual friend.
I'll call him "Don".

"Don" showed up for the lesson in a Jaguar Vanden Plas.

Car nut that I am, I took note, but said nothing. The Jag was more expensive than your everyday Chevy/Ford, but on an hour drive on the interstate, you're likely to see one. No big deal.

After I have tortured my new students for about 20 minutes trying to hover the impossible contraption, I love to take them on a "relaxation flight" around the area to include a fly-by of their property.

When we started to orbit Don's house, I noticed, outside his garage:
A mid-60's Mustang,
A late 70's Corvette,
An old Model "B" Ford,
And a couple other un-identifiable vehicles.

"Hey Don, who owns all the cars?"

"I do. I'm a collector."

"Oh? What else do you own?"

"Let's see. A 427 Cobra replica, a Ferrari Testarossa, a Viper, a Rolls Royce Silver Cloud convertible, and about 20 or so others in various states of rehab."

Wow!

Don had found a "niche" business that was poorly run, bought it cheap, then turned it into a multi-million dollar operation. He was a smart cookie, and loved to use his money to buy toys of all kinds.

At the end of the lesson I challenged him:
"I love cars. Drive something different to each lesson and let me drool over it!"

And he did. Over the next few days he brought........the Rolls, the Ferrari, (Red, of course!), and the Viper.

But then he knocked me out! Through the gate came a new,
bright LEMON YELLOW Lamborghini Countach!

$250,000 on four wheels!

And did I drool?
Rolling exotic artwork......
It was bigger than I imagined from pictures, (although the Ferrari was too).

He opened the engine compartment and I was amazed........the firing order for the 12 cylinder engine was displayed prominently on the intake manifold, and seemed to stretch from Topeka, Kansas, to Cleveland, Ohio!

And the kicker? He tossed me the keys!

"Go see what ya think!"

Terrified?
You bet!
But I wasn't gonna refuse a once-in-a-lifetime chance!

It's a big, incredibly expensive go-kart!
As you would expect......rough riding,
with terrible visibility to the rear and sides.
But that engine!
Six speeds available, and I couldn't get any higher than third gear without breaking every speed limit in the country!

It'd be a great second car!
I recommend you buy one!
(Then call me!)

I'll never forget driving it.

Thanks, Don!



UPDATE:
If you're interested in the travails of a new helicopter student,
I recommend:

Samitch Rides Again

Rubberducky is goin' through a lot of the stuff I have written about,
and you can follow and comment on his progress. Give him a look!

Grass Seed:

In my shed, on a bag of grass seed.........

THIS SEED HAS BEEN TREATED WITH:

Metalaxyl (N-(2,6-Dimethylphenyl)-N (methoxyacetyl) Alanine Methyl Ester .75 Ounces per cwt

Uhhh.........looks like the ingredients in some of the Ice Cream I've bought in the past!

Should I be concerned?

Sis, Post-Dennis

My sister has survived Dennis intact, Thank God!

She wrote to tell me how comforting it was that I had received email thoughts and prayers from several of you.......I'll let her say it in her own words:


I would also like to thank those who have asked about our welfare.
I have found that any acknowlegment of our trauma is soothing. Even some people who live here, but had no damage from Ivan or Dennis, have no clue what a trial it has been. They can still drive around, see the not so small remnants of damage and debris, and say the stupidest things. Most of us are changed, forever, I'm afraid, and I have trouble wrapping my brain around how people who have suffered much worse in their lives go on as well as they do.
I guess I'm pretty wimpy, and us wimps need our strokes from you caring folks.....

again....thank you.

Greybeard's MUCH younger sister.



MUCH younger, better lookin', smarter,
more compassionate.......
you know the routine!
GB

EMS Heroes... First Responders

On average, about 20% of our calls are to scenes........auto/motorcycle/ATV accidents, farm accidents, fires, etc..

Of course, these are interesting and exciting........you don't call the helicopter unless someone is in a life-or-death, (or loss of limb), situation.

But think what has happened by the time the phone rings to get us on the way:

The accident happens. Someone sees or hears it and calls the police, or an ambulance service.

These folks sometimes make an initial assessment of the situation over the phone and call our dispatchers to put us on standby. Dispatch calls us, and, providing the weather is flyable, tells us the location and nature of the accident.

While we are on standby, First Responders arrive on the scene.
Think of what they have to do......

People are in pain, bleeding.......possibly crying out.
Dust may still be in the air. Fuel and other fluids may make footing treacherous.
The road may be covered with other debris from the accident......
( we responded last week to an overturned pickup truck that had a bed full of construction equipment spread over 1/8th mile of two lanes of interstate highway!)

EMS needs to insure their own safety. If the accident is in the path of traffic, police need to be on scene to control approaching cars.
Of course, care providers need to wear gloves, eye protection, and other equipment as necessary as individual situations require.

How many victims and how serious? Do more ambulances/helicopters need to be called?
Our helicopters are set up to carry only one patient at a time, so if two or more people have life-threatening injuries, more helicopters will have to be launched.

Victims need to be quickly assessed for the extent of their injuries to see if the helicopter needs to be launched, or if the standby can be cancelled. They are protected from further injury. Initial care is provided.

Think of the responsibility we load on these people!



We frequently do public relations flights to meet and train EMS providers in outlying communities. We are treated like royalty when we show up at these affairs........dramatically arriving in a multi-million dollar machine, dressed in our fancy/schmancy flight suits!

I'm always a little uncomfortable at these events.......

By the time we arrive on scene, 90% of the work is done! Area secured for our landing..........obstacles identified and pointed out to us so we aren't surprised on our landing approach. Patients assessed and initial work done for us to get them on their way to the Trauma Center..........some EMS personnel even know enough to try to give us wind direction for landing!

They make it easy for us. We get the attention.......arriving in noisy, dramatic style. But I know who the true heroes are in these situations........and they don't get nearly enough credit (or compensation) for the extraordinary things they do.

Please remember these folks in your thoughts and prayers.
They truly are "Unsung Heroes"!

Dennis Update:

Some of you have emailed to ask about my Sister's home and Mom's apartment. Thank you for caring!

Sis's home survived just fine, as did Mom's facility. Both were temporarily without power, but that is now also restored.

There are pockets in the community that suffered from winds strong enough to do serious damage. Tornadoes? It doesn't matter if it was straight line winds or tornadoes, the damage in some areas is very serious and individual families have suffered greatly. Restoration of power in those areas may take several days or even weeks.
Imagine 95 degrees and the inability to even get yourself a glass of ice water!

We are now watching the approach of Emily. Right now it looks as if she will track farther West.......putting us in the uncomfortable position of being glad someone else will suffer her consequences!

It may be a really long, hot summer!

Jesse Jackson, My Brother

My brother Jesse Jackson was born in Greenville, South Carolina.
Jesse's skin is a very dark brown color.

I was born in Indianapolis, Indiana.
My skin is kind of beige.

(Jesse's better lookin'. I've always envied my brother in that department!)

My brother Jesse gets a leg up on government jobs because he can claim African American ancestry.

I think it's pretty dog-gone unfair that he has that advantage over me!

One of our brothers, Dr. Richard Leakey has determined Ethiopia is the "cradle of humankind".

So although brother Jesse was born in South Carolina, and I was born in Indiana, both our ancestors were born in the area of the Horn of Africa.

Yours were too!

I can sure use the extra points on the government application!

Can't you?