tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77565018644891473542024-03-12T18:04:12.416-07:00Thomas Eric RuthfordI've been married since 2007, and loving life. This blog is just for me to tell folks what I'm up to or thinking about.Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-37626323769206869922020-04-15T08:14:00.000-07:002020-04-15T08:14:17.577-07:00Messed-up Lent and Messed-up Pascha<br />
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This has been a messed-up Lent and now we’re headed for a
messed-up Pascha. There’s no other way to say it. I have been frustrated by a
lack of sources of inspiration for how to deal with a Lent and Pascha like this
one, stuck at home, not going to church, not going to Communion. Most years as
Pascha is approaching, people start sharing “Pascha in Dachau,” a first-hand
account by an Orthodox prisoner in a German concentration camp liberated a few
days before Pascha in 1945. It’s an inspiring story of coming together to celebrate
the Resurrection no matter what the conditions. Greek, Serb and Russian priests
and monks turned towels in to vestments and sang the Paschal Matins from
memory. Most years that story gives me chills with how amazing it was, but this
year not so much. And the problem isn’t who had it worse (they, obviously) but’s
it feels like an apples-and-oranges comparison, with me feeling like an ugly,
lonely turnip. A theme of coming together no matter what doesn’t help much in a
year when your priest and bishop are telling you to stay home no matter what,
no “heroes” allowed to “tough it out,” as they’re warning that the church’s
liability insurance could be revoked if we hold a gathering and then we would
lose the property to a lawsuit if the bug went around.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So what are we, recluses and hermits? No, monks are only
allowed to engage in that kind of struggle after years in their monasteries and
only under the supervision of the abbot. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Are we catacombs Christians? During long services, I used to
look around at other parishioners and wonder how many of us would stick with it
if we were persecuted, put to flight. I looked over them and thought some
pretty judgmental thoughts: This recent immigrant is here for Old Country
nationalism, that new convert likes the priest who educated him but will be gone
the instant a new one is assigned. This woman, dressed up like she could host
Good Morning America is here to be the most stylish in church, that extrovert is
here because it’s fun to talk people’s ears off at coffee hour. Take away their
superficial reasons for coming to church and what’s left? In me, not much. I’ve
become despondent, having a difficult time praying, feeling darned grumpy about
being stuck in my cluttered bedroom watching services streamed on-line. I’d
make the worst catacombs Christian ever.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Are we disaster helpers? That’s one of the things that
helped establish the early church, that Christians fed people during famines
when the Romans had given up on them. In this disaster, shouldn’t we be
visiting the elderly, the sick? Three weeks ago, I called one of my college
professors, who’s retired and in his 80s. He spent the whole call trying to
convince me to come visit, but I kept saying, sorry, prof, I’m not supposed to,
that’s why you’re getting the phone call. Last week, his daughter died of COVID-19.
And I’m still not visiting, but sending flowers, hoping the FTD delivery person
wears a mask.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A statement I’ve seen go around on social media lately is “This
is the Lentiest Lent I’ve ever Lented,” which I don’t find inspiring at all. I’ve
been to church three times this Lent and haven’t been to one Liturgy of the
Presanctified Gifts. What were these people who call this “Lentiest” doing last
year, having rock concerts of 300 people on their front lawns on Sunday
mornings where people licked each other’s faces? No, this is a messed-up Lent
and a messed-up Pascha, and I’ve spent a long time trying to think of something
that compares.<o:p></o:p></div>
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And, I have, sort of, and that’s why I’ve written this
essay. And it’s this: Baptism is our personal Pascha (dying and rising again)
and Chrismation is our personal Pentecost (the gift of the Holy Spirit). And I
know someone who had a messed-up Baptism: my son. Born at 22 weeks and 6 days
of gestation and weighing 1 pound, 6 ounces, I baptized him myself with a
syringe of sterile water in the delivery room. I read the “Brief Form of
Baptism” from page 34 of the Small Book of Needs. It was the only time I’ve
baptized someone and I have ever since been worried I’d messed it up somehow.
There was no priest, no choir, no cake, no godparents, no special suit for the
baby. It was a messed-up personal Pascha.<o:p></o:p></div>
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And then the thing we had to look forward to was his Chrismation,
his personal Pentecost, which we knew would be many months away if it happened.
And in the meantime, there was no Communion for him. If he made it, we could
celebrate and have a cake, and dress him in a suit and have godparents.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I’m hopeful for some kind of change to the social distancing
rules over the next seven weeks so we can do something on Pentecost. Or for St.
John the Forerunner. Or Peter and Paul. Or Dormition. Or Exaltation of the Cross
(although that might not be as fun on a strict fast day). Or whenever it is that
darned “curve on the graph” starts to go down. But the point is we have to
stick it out to the end, whenever that might be.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Our son did eventually get to have his Chrismation, although
it took the priests a while to sort out the service order for an infant who’d
been baptized five months earlier. And now he’s an active reader and bicyclist,
proof that it is possible to have a messed-up Pascha and a good Pentecost.</div>
Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-23343652948228022015-12-20T21:37:00.000-08:002016-03-21T20:18:27.649-07:00Rey's backstory (lots of spoilers)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I went to the premiere of Star Wars and felt like I was 12 again, in awe of this children's hero adventure story. And then I got home at 2 a.m. and woke up the next morning with an awful headache and a sore throat and remembered that staying up late is not as easy as it used to be.<br />
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The question that the movie leaves everyone with, however, is, who is Rey? She's an awesome main character, but her family background is unknown. She doesn't have memories before a certain point in childhood, but she simply believes that her family is coming back to the desert planet where she scavenges parts from crashed Star Destroyers.<br />
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There's all these hints throughout the movie as to whose daughter she is. In the first half, it seems to be pointing to Han Solo being her father and Leia being her mother, and there's several reasons to think this:<br />
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<li>He seems to recognize her once she says her name, they get along great, which is interesting because at first he thinks she's stolen his favorite spaceship. </li>
<li>She's a whiz at fixing the Millenium Falcon, no small feat considering that an entire movie was driven by its mechanical failures. </li>
<li>When Kylo Ren is interrogating her with the Force, he says, "You feel like Han Solo is the father you never had." </li>
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But, then, the second half of the movie tries to convince you that Luke is her father and an unknown Mrs. Skywalker is her mother:<br />
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<li>She touches Luke Skywalker's lightsaber, and has a vision of what appears to be Luke's memories. </li>
<li>When she's getting interrogated by Kylo Ren, he says she keeps seeing an island on a huge ocean, which is, indeed, where she finds Luke Skywalker at the end of the movie, implying a connection. </li>
<li>When she takes the lightsaber to fight with Kylo Ren, John Williams' amazing score overlays Rey's theme <i>on top</i> of Luke's theme.</li>
<li>R2-D2 perks up at the end and displays the remainder of the map only when Rey is at the Resistance base, making you think that he has recognized her.</li>
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In either case, she's got amazing abilities in the Force despite the fact she's never been trained, so she's got to be some famous Jedi's daughter.<br />
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So, which is it?<br />
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I think, neither. I contend that both are Red Herrings. I think Rey was a student in Luke's Skywalker's Jedi academy at the time of the massacre, and the memories that were conjured up by touching the lightsaber were actually hers. The connection between Luke and Rey is teacher-student. Her parents were likely not major characters we have seen before, they're probably dead, and Luke likely used the Force to suppress her memories as he dropped her off on his way to exile. Maybe at the time of the massacre, she did something Dark to save Luke and prevent complete destruction, and Luke thought that wiping her memories was the only way to keep her from developing on the Dark side. <br />
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Here's why I think this:<br />
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<li>Given her skills with the lightsaber and using Jedi mind tricks, she <i>must</i> have had some training, she just doesn't remember getting them. Not even Anakin and Luke were that good with the Force before meeting other Jedis.</li>
<li>When Leia hugs her at the end, it's warm, I think she recognizes Rey, but she most definitely does not look like a mother seeing her long-lost daughter. Or niece, for that matter. And, I really don't see Leia leaving a relative isolated like that.</li>
<li>I just don't see Luke violating the Jedi rule of celibacy. </li>
<li>The parent-child thing has been used twice in the series already, and it's been pretty good, but I don't see it working well a third time.</li>
<li>Kylo Ren seemed to recognize her, too, but didn't have quite the family-complicated-issues attitude he had with Han, which makes me think they were classmates.</li>
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Ok, so what do others think? <br />
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Unrelated complaint: Being suckered in by the marketing juggernaut that is Star Wars, I ordered the John Williams soundtrack on Amazon to come to my house. Which it did. But my absolute favorite musical moment from the movie, which I mentioned above, was not on it. Track 20, "The Ways of the Force," does include the music from that last lightsaber battle, but not the part where Rey takes the lightsaber and her theme is overlaid on top of Luke's theme, which was awesome. ARRRGH! The rest of the soundtrack is awesome, but I think I deserve at least $.50 of my $13.99 back for that.<br />
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p.p.s. The part where James Bond is fooled by a Jedi mind trick was awesome. Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-10931932149310287332015-10-30T09:08:00.001-07:002015-10-30T09:08:28.597-07:00Here's a talk I gave at the beginning of the month on our experience and preemie policies: <br />
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For more information, please visit my main blog at http://theydontcry.wordpress.comThomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-69554814991764754472015-10-02T22:58:00.001-07:002015-10-02T22:58:20.538-07:00Preemie Blog!My primary blog these days is <a href="http://theydontcry.wordpress.com/">http://theydontcry.wordpress.com</a><br />
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There, I write about premature babies and the bioethical dilemma faced by preemies born at the very edge of viability. In our case, our son was born at 22 weeks and 6 days of gestation, and the doctors did not want to treat him. I've been organizing a letter-writing and article-writing campaign to get hospitals and doctors to be more willing to treat him. Click on the above link for more information on that.Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-60456514595282189852014-07-30T11:10:00.002-07:002014-07-30T11:10:31.832-07:00Onion Dome article!Here's a humor article I wrote that The Onion Dome published called <a href="http://bit.ly/1oLRIZT">"Rules for Dating Our Orthodox Son."</a><br />
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those of you who don't know, The Onion Dome's intent is satire / parody
for Orthodox Christians who like humorous writing on religion, so it's
not meant to be serious.Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-7141025930408607172014-07-28T11:20:00.001-07:002014-07-30T11:10:57.247-07:00<div class="mobile-photo">
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Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-51600791333189344752014-07-17T17:08:00.001-07:002014-07-23T20:00:03.386-07:00<div class="mobile-photo">
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Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-7353583612736185072014-07-12T18:23:00.001-07:002014-07-12T18:23:40.735-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVHc56chKQRKQ9EHr82SV7nVNaZUVwbNJ4y1P6aSGvDy-sEdsGtqnPUrQ1wLfWIeJUh8QSGIuc6ga0OOCWAu3nw2Vk_UCxpthJ5Q95VzRPl27MJmgcHl-cHhO3uquVvll-yGRFwEFimsqA/s1600/IMG_20140712_121125406-720736.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVHc56chKQRKQ9EHr82SV7nVNaZUVwbNJ4y1P6aSGvDy-sEdsGtqnPUrQ1wLfWIeJUh8QSGIuc6ga0OOCWAu3nw2Vk_UCxpthJ5Q95VzRPl27MJmgcHl-cHhO3uquVvll-yGRFwEFimsqA/s320/IMG_20140712_121125406-720736.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6035350844692760146" /></a></p>This picture is to brag that we made it to Centralia by 12:10 on the Seattle to Portland bike ride. Thank you very much.Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-52454432655013826282014-06-10T22:25:00.000-07:002014-06-12T20:59:40.044-07:00I don't want to write about this. Except that I doJudging from my social media feeds and what's on radio and television, a new national religious practice we have in the United States is interpreting the meaning of mass shootings. I would like to add in my thoughts: Don't. What annoys me the most about responses to mass shootings is when a liberation / control / justice movement (conservative or liberal) views the event and the suicide note as an excellent piece of supporting evidence for their movement. I believe this is a bad idea, and we need to resist it. Allow me to explain, and please forgive the odd transitions:<br />
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If you've ever been in a class where discussion of morals or ethics takes place, it's only a matter of time before someone makes a reference to Hitler's Germany or Stalin's Soviet Union. It's the logical extreme to which all ideas go, especially when you're talking about the importance of obeying the law. In college, I found this tendency highly annoying, and if I ever teach a class such as this, I'm going to reward the students with chocolate if they can make it more than 30 minutes without a Hitler / Stalin example.<br />
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Why do we talk about Hitler and Stalin? I think it's because they're a concept of abstract evil that can never be negotiated with, will never develop further, but are very easy to oppose. They're universal straw men. <br />
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Now, back to the mass shootings, and the criminals who commit them. When a shooting like this happens and the killer writes a suicide note that mentions an issue that the rest of us care about, the note and the event become a similar element of abstract evil that does not change, that cannot be negotiated with. Lately, I've been hearing everyone go on about the Isla Vista killer, who wrote a really, really long suicide note mentioning, among other things, his frustration with women before killing six people, wounding several others and killing himself. And the Internet has exploded with heroes who oppose men who feel entitled to women's affection.<br />
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But, let's suppose he had been captured alive. What we would see is a young man showing up at court appearances in various states of demeanor. He might rage at the judge and shout things, he might hang his head and look afraid. His lawyer would probably try to keep him from saying anything related to the suicide note. His lawyer would probably try to keep his Internet activities from getting entered in to evidence, and would probably argue that he was mentally unstable. The young man would be put on suicide watch in the jail. He would continue to develop, or maybe deteriorate. His trial would go on for a while and then end. The flash of ideology and violence would be replaced with exhaustion, uncertainty, and a fade from significance, and the suicide note would not be the central element of what happened. An actual person through time would be what we saw. (Here in Seattle last week, we had a campus shooter who was captured. He appears to be far less interesting.)<br />
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The role that these suicide killers and their manifestos play in our lives is something of a satire of time itself. These abstract concepts of evil, this "ultimate gentleman" in California, the "outcast teenagers" at Columbine High School that we feel the need to do something about <i>do not actually exist</i>. They are feelings that fade. But, for those who want a useful straw man for their arguments, a dead straw man in these cases, they do exist, and they remain an abstract evil concept that never changes until enough years go by that a majority of young people don't remember them. <br />
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I have my own experience of having my life changed by a suicide killer with a note 13 years ago. He shot someone four times on a college campus before killing himself. I was 30 feet away and had been on the spot where the victim was shot about two minutes before it happened. I want to be careful not to go on too long about the details (and I could for pages) but here's the short version of the effects (at least on me): It changed my religion and I became an Orthodox Christian (still am), it gave me a mild case of post-traumatic stress disorder that gave me tremors in my right hand and kept from sleeping well for a year, and it drove me out of newspaper journalism, not because of any ethical problems with covering violence, but because I discovered that writing up gunfights gave me <i>worse</i> PTSD. <br />
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But none of this had that much to do with the actual person who committed the crime, or his reason for doing it. He was a stalker, and the behavior got started in Hawaii in 1968 and continued stalking until 2001 when he killed someone vaguely acquainted with the person of his obsession. I suppose a national movement for stalker control could have gotten started here. Or, I suppose we could have called it part of a national mental health crisis, although the man's suicide note said that he understood what he was doing was murder and that murder was wrong. I doubt he was a paragon of mental clarity that day, but I don't think he was crazy. He was a person who decided to commit a crime, and it's very important to remember that it was a crime, like other crimes -- not a moment when God breaks the rules on us.<br />
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I was, of course, angry about what had happened. But I never felt the need to oppose him, to prove him wrong, or anything else, mainly because he really was not around any more. I saw the red hole in the back of his head, I saw him carted in to an ambulance, and I learned that he died that night at a hospital. This man had all the personality of a tornado. <br />
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I suppose there's a few other things I ought to say before leaving the topic:<br />
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<b>Mass shootings are not an actual trend. We just think they are.</b> Every time I hear of a killing similar to the one that nearly missed me, I think, "Oh, no, it just keeps happening," but I have to remember how rare they are. There are 30,000 gun deaths in the United States every year. I think something like 300 people have been killed in mass shootings in the past 15 years. One thing I learned early on in my stats class is that you can use statistics to describe and predict things about large numbers of events (such as 30,000 of something) and you can even use such statistics to make goals for legislation, but the outliers aren't helpful. When we focus only on the scariest shootings, we're trying to turn a group of outliers as if they're the center of the curve. Every public place needs to have an "active shooter response" plan nowadays, but they're really, really rare.<br />
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<b> </b>Places such as Detroit or Puerto Rico have murder rates of around 50 per 100,000, which are more than 10 times the national average, and put them on par with developing countries that have very weak governments, or are actually having a civil war. For whatever reason, we're willing to tolerate that. The somewhat common occurrence of drug dealers having gunfights in the "bad part of town" is something we hear about and forget about, but a rare motiveless random shooting with an ideological suicide note that happens in a public place where middle-class white people ought to feel safe, and the American dream just died, and we're living in the "post-Columbine America." It's true that one death is too many, and that grief does not know proportion, but if we're going to have a meaningful national response, we have to think differently. It's like we're trying to stop car accident deaths -- we also have about 30,000 of those each year -- by focusing just on Chevrolet Corvettes because they have a somewhat higher accident rate than other cars.<br />
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This isn't to say there's nothing we can do here. But let's step out of the all-or-nothing obsessive kind of thinking that we have -- it's like a national case of PTSD -- and look at the reality of the situation. If we'd like to focus on gun violence and the 30,000 people who die from it, there's all sorts of things we could do, from better law enforcement and courts work, to gun control and background checks, to better social structures that help communities prevent crime. There's both liberal and conservative versions of violence reduction, but we first have to step out of the horror movie our narrow vision has given us.Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-27602846562321771812014-02-11T11:14:00.001-08:002014-02-11T11:14:30.498-08:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg-P3VFZ7i9TvseGC6j808wksNOHSOPjEbqbmF07H66ucB0o1RNwtK9wSdJCMLVmjOU5KtPHvZe6NPvRom_S_aW5yXStlz1qOgrecRO3hQ46JnJxCJGVXAnx1Pk2YTM95_aJyBzmSjJwbo/s1600/0211141108-770499.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg-P3VFZ7i9TvseGC6j808wksNOHSOPjEbqbmF07H66ucB0o1RNwtK9wSdJCMLVmjOU5KtPHvZe6NPvRom_S_aW5yXStlz1qOgrecRO3hQ46JnJxCJGVXAnx1Pk2YTM95_aJyBzmSjJwbo/s320/0211141108-770499.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5979221849772231010" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEZr-IDDrvEvbHdCmE15xekq-di6hGgk1AsdnsG1tr2NOuJfAAZlukMIjb47PfLsq4JjiSoI_vNg3TpK9RAoThEHqacAYVfRQX9L41ObTj_YaOq6Z9p5THQNHkO1rqHZ8xSyxZdyegSnZ0/s1600/0211141109-774279.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEZr-IDDrvEvbHdCmE15xekq-di6hGgk1AsdnsG1tr2NOuJfAAZlukMIjb47PfLsq4JjiSoI_vNg3TpK9RAoThEHqacAYVfRQX9L41ObTj_YaOq6Z9p5THQNHkO1rqHZ8xSyxZdyegSnZ0/s320/0211141109-774279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5979221861495366354" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFcT_qqKETiQubLLJIzYm36Q1VHzzwu5Qxl9OkLCSLEkp9OGpg5f2IjB1ThjFlO_p7_fSkjzq2LgmOy-gcQ5oMVl8tT7j2izzd6rMIVRt8gJ-bVU3jI0Zc9TPY6f9cr0fDf4Wxk6x2uLH/s1600/0211141110-781306.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFcT_qqKETiQubLLJIzYm36Q1VHzzwu5Qxl9OkLCSLEkp9OGpg5f2IjB1ThjFlO_p7_fSkjzq2LgmOy-gcQ5oMVl8tT7j2izzd6rMIVRt8gJ-bVU3jI0Zc9TPY6f9cr0fDf4Wxk6x2uLH/s320/0211141110-781306.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5979221889944621986" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLR6fKfRRq3nRNIAbqzSXFiM7pM6D_O7K3dTY4TvyMOlhd20tu5TRGMiwHPAK0KVvuivGwyfnQn468O-0nHapP_0rf1TwY_ybsh_5XETIu5X9HQp19gQQg4iLE1egiG8ja_qHzmj6KVhCU/s1600/0211141111-783402.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLR6fKfRRq3nRNIAbqzSXFiM7pM6D_O7K3dTY4TvyMOlhd20tu5TRGMiwHPAK0KVvuivGwyfnQn468O-0nHapP_0rf1TwY_ybsh_5XETIu5X9HQp19gQQg4iLE1egiG8ja_qHzmj6KVhCU/s320/0211141111-783402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5979221898498091666" /></a></p>Waiting for the bus.Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-7534086036664435042014-01-25T14:59:00.001-08:002014-01-25T14:59:34.671-08:00Nice pictures. Looks like he is having fun. Thank you for sending them.Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-89275406384075087412014-01-25T14:57:00.001-08:002014-01-25T14:57:04.489-08:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzCmRUKb2asyDPq1nSf9zx2CZm67hkqrRS84b9hmfzrxchbDIXhfLk7Osrpg2HK874Y4O13NL_KyaQ_b6EzF6dz_tNmrgF5Z6fHAOqh_kCooUSCJhFPasFbGowM8E8rrCpDnOeHh9GFmE_/s1600/0125141440-724490.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzCmRUKb2asyDPq1nSf9zx2CZm67hkqrRS84b9hmfzrxchbDIXhfLk7Osrpg2HK874Y4O13NL_KyaQ_b6EzF6dz_tNmrgF5Z6fHAOqh_kCooUSCJhFPasFbGowM8E8rrCpDnOeHh9GFmE_/s320/0125141440-724490.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5972970757029987730" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJMlJwdVovTZkq1pXoLXw09WIkTirXpUGyw8G0-_dtUgjYBc_7N5DoA61U-NWfgIiexg962snTKxnlI9V90vQ7i4G4XemKCoTLW4rpiq4CGfwIq0uGwsXZFeWObqMl4F3qWDwlWB-c0t0K/s1600/0125141439a-727081.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJMlJwdVovTZkq1pXoLXw09WIkTirXpUGyw8G0-_dtUgjYBc_7N5DoA61U-NWfgIiexg962snTKxnlI9V90vQ7i4G4XemKCoTLW4rpiq4CGfwIq0uGwsXZFeWObqMl4F3qWDwlWB-c0t0K/s320/0125141439a-727081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5972970762399866066" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-5uGMJyxgTrOJth8CC7zpy0Z5HiyucrSHQp3ZnogIlq2ANvWJMuxYg3DwUxbH_u4C3efyp9hMDe2egDjEOIOIpmhmT1G3IzG-4uzCV_arCCBbBWzxWYhjzbqAMda2Yd1HvDgXdAy3wbfW/s1600/0125141439-729812.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-5uGMJyxgTrOJth8CC7zpy0Z5HiyucrSHQp3ZnogIlq2ANvWJMuxYg3DwUxbH_u4C3efyp9hMDe2egDjEOIOIpmhmT1G3IzG-4uzCV_arCCBbBWzxWYhjzbqAMda2Yd1HvDgXdAy3wbfW/s320/0125141439-729812.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5972970778716125602" /></a></p>We went to the playground today!Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-34127276466886712632013-11-16T22:32:00.000-08:002013-11-17T10:04:12.011-08:00The news editor, multiple perspectives, and strong personalities<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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On most American university campuses, there is a student
newspaper. At most student newspapers, there is a news editor. The poor sap.
This was I for my sophomore year back in the late nineties. </div>
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It was kind of risky having a second-year student do this,
but as our university was small, we were often short-staffed, so the advisor,
an old news ethicist with years of experience from the Chicago Sun-Times,
decided to let me do it. Going in to the job, I thought I was there to think up
news stories and assign them. What I learned, though, is that my job was to
consider a whole lot of perspectives at the same time and not go nuts doing
this. </div>
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There’s lots of perspectives that go in to newspaper work,
not just the classic liberal/conservative one that gets Americans all stirred
up, but those of business interest versus human interest (sometimes you have to
write the budget story although it’s dull), of advertisers wanting to be in a
decent newspaper versus students wanting to tell it like it is with lots of
swear words, of people who liked reading versus those who had little interest
in reading and wanted their information fast. The news editor has to not only
be able to think about all this at the same time, he or she has to care.</div>
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I quickly learned that most people’s complaints about a news
source being too biased / stuffy / dumb / weird / sports-centered / etc., did
not relate to its being any of the above, rather that the complainer’s one or
two perspectives were not dominant, and that they would not be happy until they
were. I, for one, loved The Manchester Guardian back in those days (which
published a weekly edition you could get in America) for its willingness to repeat
my prejudices back to me, but knew it was practically impossible to create
something of that variety on our campus. </div>
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As news editor, you’re asking, “How can we write this in a way
that would be interesting to MOST of our readers?” That word, “most,” was the
part that caused problems to most of the people who come to work for student
newspapers – they want to write for people who think like they do, and they’re
pretty strong in that preference. Here are some of the stronger odd personalities
we dealt with:</div>
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-- The film critic. This was a fellow who would review a
popular movie for us (like this wasn’t already being done nationwide) and it
would show up with a note across the top saying “Do not change one word of
this.” On “The Mummy II” an action-comedy with Brendan Frasier, he spent half
of the review going on about the special effects in different scenes, repeating
a bunch of pointless adjectives such as “stunning” and “amazing.” I wrote in
the margin in red ink, “NEWSPAPERS ARE NOT A VISUAL MEDIUM! Write about
something that can be described in prose!”</div>
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If you asked him to review a local theatre production
involving local students, or write a news story on a new theatre program, you
would be greeted by a blank stare. That would have involved talking to actual
people.</div>
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-- The verbosity queen. This was a young lady who at first
seemed brilliantly intelligent, but after a while I realized she just had a
large vocabulary of words that would every once in a while come out in the
right order. She went out of her way to use words like “gregarious,” “passé,”
and “loquacious” in conversation. I also discovered that she needed to be the
smartest person in the room, and these words helped her do that . . . until
someone used a bigger word. She asked me how to keep from crying while cutting
up an onion, and I answered, “Don’t anthropomorphize vegetables,” a joke I
learned from <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Calvin and Hobbes.</i> A
couple of Latin majors on the other side of the room started laughing, but she
didn’t get it. Instead, she got mad and told me I was really stuck up,
intimidating people with overly long words.</div>
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When you’re writing news articles, you need to remove as
many unnecessary words as possible, including “that” as a relative pronoun
(most of the time) and you don’t need synonyms for “said” at the end of quotes,
such as “stated,” “declared,” “articulated,” or “verbalized.” For two years we
tried to get her to stop with all this variety. This didn’t help much. Her
junior year, she brought in an article with the word “utilize” in it six times.
</div>
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“Always say ‘use,’ not ‘utilize,’” I shouted. “They mean
exactly the same thing!”</div>
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“But,” she said, “when you have two words that mean the same
thing, aren’t you supposed to use the longer one?”</div>
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“NO!” I shouted, louder, and threw an (empty) file folder at
her.</div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
--The alt-ziner. We had this one writer who made it clear
that he thought our newspaper ought to become an alt-music weekly ‘zine, full
of wickedly hip stuff that older people wouldn’t care about or understand. He
was a good writer and highly intelligent, too, but his sentences were riots of
five or six dependent clauses each, they were full of parenthetical statements,
he had a tendency to drift from reality to surrealism and back in the same
paragraph (and sometimes in photo captions, too) and the topics he wanted to write
about were all kind of obscure. </div>
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He did three articles about the minutiae of the lawsuit that
the record industry had filed against Napster, a music-sharing Web site. I did
not think these were interesting to the readers because I was pretty sure very
few of them actually <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">used</i> Napster. On-campus
users couldn’t use Napster because the university had blocked the site because
it was such a bandwidth hog, and off-campus users probably weren’t using it
because they’d have to use dial-up connections, which really stank for trying
to download mp3 files in 1999.</div>
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<br /></div>
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He claimed he was a post-modern writer and that his style
and his topic selection reflected his genre, and he had a right to it. I told
him to use the damn AP Stylebook and to pick topics that would interest more
people than his coffee-shop friends. We didn’t get along so great, but he did put
together a cartoon about snails that was funny in an odd, post-modern sort of
way. </div>
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He’s now a lawyer with a practice in Boston, and he seems to
be running a campaign on zoning regulations and casinos or something like that.</div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
--The romantic. We had a handsome, 29-year-old
editor-in-chief, and he had no clue how to use Adobe Pagemaker to lay out the
editorial pages. Soon, we had a hopeful 18-year-old paginator. She had used
Pagemaker at her high school newspaper, and came up every week to help him put
together his pages. She had quite a crush on him, and wanted to be quite
involved in the paper until the fourth or fifth week of the semester when she
found out he was married and had a 6-month-old baby. We were able to talk the
paginator in to staying until the end of the semester, but then she wandered
off.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
--The arguers. We had these two staff members, one male, the
other female, who worked together regularly and had an intense dislike of one
another. This got especially bad late at night, and student papers regularly
required staff members to stay up until 2 or 3 in the morning the night before
it went to the printing press to get it all done. This meant they had plenty of
time to intensely dislike each other. That is, until one night when they were
alone in the office and decided to try the opposite of intensely disliking each
other.</div>
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<br /></div>
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When the other staff members found out about this, a blanket
was put on the office couch, where it remained for the next 10 years when the
building was remodeled and the couch was hauled off to the dump.</div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
--The Hero. The previous strong personalities could
frustrate an editor, but The Hero is the one who could terrify him. We had one
of these. My second week as news editor, a student got assaulted near campus.
The attacker had run up behind her and grabbed her. She screamed loudly, and
caught the attention of a passing driver, who called 911 on a cell phone, and
the attacker fled, leaving her uninjured but frightened. </div>
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The vice president of student life let everyone know about
this through a campus-wide voicemail, which I was listening to when The Hero
walked in to the office. I had never seen The Hero before, but he assured me he
was on the story, he was a regular from last year, had interviewed several people
already, and was ready to put it on the front page.</div>
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The story he ended up turning in had a little bit of
information from the assault that had happened that day, but
it also included several other assaults that I couldn’t tell were real or not
because neither he nor the cops had talked to actual victims or witnesses of
the said other assaults. He used anonymous sources, and made up for gaps in the
narrative with adjectives like “blood-curdling scream” and “heart-pounding fear”
and created his own profile of the attacker’s <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">modus operandi.</i> </div>
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We ran a heavily, heavily edited version of the story (but
only after I called a couple of sources to re-do interviews). A few days later,
the cops released a poster with four sketches on it that had been created using
information from the attacker’s other victims. The sketches to me looked like
people ranging in age from 9 to 50, and did not resemble each other. I got a
call from The Hero, telling me he had been at a bus stop and saw a guy who
looked like one of the sketches, and he called 911 to report it, and he thought
this would make a great story. </div>
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I said, “You really ought to come to our weekly meetings, be
part of the team, take assignments off the list, rather than have you spring in
to action when you see the Bat Signal.” The Hero did not like that at all, and
demanded a meeting with the advisor. “No problem,” I said, “you’re scaring the
hell out of him, too.”</div>
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The tense meeting occurred, and The Hero told the advisor
how I was holding him back. The advisor told The Hero that he didn’t he was
experienced enough for the kind of story he wanted to do. The Hero said this
was especially important work that he’d taken on since his sister had been
murdered, and that he was dedicating his life to advocacy for domestic violence
victims. </div>
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That made me stop and wonder whether the arrogance I was
getting from The Hero was actually arrogance or grief. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The advisor and The Hero tentatively worked
out an agreement where he could bring in an outline on a feature article on
domestic violence.</div>
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Then, a student-government position came open, and a special
election was held. He ran for it and we kind of hoped he’d win and leave us
alone. He lost by 30 percent of the vote. He came back and wrote a couple more
stories, although he never did bring in an outline to the major feature he had
in mind, and then we stopped hearing from him. One of his poli-sci classmates
eventually let me know he had graduated and gone to Duke Law School. I wondered
what variety of high-fee righteous world-saving he’d do as a lawyer, but was
glad I wouldn’t be seeing him again. And, I wondered if he’d find something to
do for his sister’s memory. </div>
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A few weeks ago, at my part-time job as a bookkeeper for a
lawyer who does advocacy work here in Seattle, I was writing up financial
reports for the boss. He has three attorneys who work for him, all for pretty
low wages. The organization wasn’t doing very well, and we were thinking about
cutting people’s hours or laying them off (including me). My experience with
them had taught me that law-school graduates have an awful time getting surviving,
contrary to their Hollywood image as high rollers. I wondered what had happened
to The Hero, and typed his name in to LinkedIn. Up came, “Juris Doctorate, Duke
University 2003,” and “I am your true Ford sales professional. No gimmicks, no
pressure, and likely the best experience you will ever have buying a car.
Contact me for a hassle free experience at Anderson Ford in Fremont, Ohio.”</div>
Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-66572258177640957012013-10-11T08:06:00.000-07:002013-10-11T08:07:00.682-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyEYu5jm9WYv8ZJ7r3oukphLpVbwpDP1OoUqNRlozXtkPKz8FSCE7zQB2E8h3mT6rvw1NtSDiRLPSIPpHfpbDPhrC5HNE31dbdVkCqk5orU4yluq83nsKtYEEoLRdkSp1IpG14VWyoBrzv/s1600/1011130806-720683.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyEYu5jm9WYv8ZJ7r3oukphLpVbwpDP1OoUqNRlozXtkPKz8FSCE7zQB2E8h3mT6rvw1NtSDiRLPSIPpHfpbDPhrC5HNE31dbdVkCqk5orU4yluq83nsKtYEEoLRdkSp1IpG14VWyoBrzv/s320/1011130806-720683.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5933514590372121554" /></a></p>Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-34894541845317663792013-10-08T17:20:00.001-07:002013-10-08T17:20:42.633-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7WSep2Qdbf0pENuZcBEDQ06MVdK4GZJ79Iaygcs5B7b69JMqC7_Z7ySsdxtJtryIdctX9rfQBugEwD-DMxggVAD2BHSiuBk6urp4BW3VlRdDMrr8j5ZMPO4DOo8XT9lYHqrUja4JBTAfl/s1600/1008131720-742633.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7WSep2Qdbf0pENuZcBEDQ06MVdK4GZJ79Iaygcs5B7b69JMqC7_Z7ySsdxtJtryIdctX9rfQBugEwD-DMxggVAD2BHSiuBk6urp4BW3VlRdDMrr8j5ZMPO4DOo8XT9lYHqrUja4JBTAfl/s320/1008131720-742633.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5932544022026103330" /></a></p>Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-18943095738593539022013-10-04T21:25:00.001-07:002013-10-04T21:25:05.106-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgun8dmbjayU9hMkbQovDuUh7itBElspNlsN3FDYJq-UKtmgaJQAo5mVtoOr-C0s0CRlSUdNguYvO_CFB1eBub9zLbUFPzo3NZIcCHfovv8MOf9vM8Xd9gNtv9tETaNPh0SlrgrZ4PV9JMR/s1600/0928131227-705107.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgun8dmbjayU9hMkbQovDuUh7itBElspNlsN3FDYJq-UKtmgaJQAo5mVtoOr-C0s0CRlSUdNguYvO_CFB1eBub9zLbUFPzo3NZIcCHfovv8MOf9vM8Xd9gNtv9tETaNPh0SlrgrZ4PV9JMR/s320/0928131227-705107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5931122657761346066" /></a></p>Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-72108265581180357082013-09-28T11:41:00.001-07:002013-09-28T11:41:16.925-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpuX2rQb1OLOAkT7cFH3NBE8jkAyFtub113pliur1ExUYqit22UJgrIk2Rm_oOx6MUZ_RNfH1M_T600xuikozgccqRL5odfUCkOqhbLmPi7D_g7iobiJvp9NCpTaz20i3xAfcElTlv4Ml8/s1600/0928131140-776925.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpuX2rQb1OLOAkT7cFH3NBE8jkAyFtub113pliur1ExUYqit22UJgrIk2Rm_oOx6MUZ_RNfH1M_T600xuikozgccqRL5odfUCkOqhbLmPi7D_g7iobiJvp9NCpTaz20i3xAfcElTlv4Ml8/s320/0928131140-776925.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5928745701019401954" /></a></p>Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-14851146334679983132013-09-26T12:05:00.001-07:002015-12-21T15:49:39.621-08:00FWD: <div class="mobile-photo">
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Gabriel pulled "Baby Talk" off the shelf by himself and started playing with it.
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<br />Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-77530554647955380792013-09-23T08:15:00.001-07:002013-09-23T08:15:59.982-07:00FWD: <p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkBY3CP9pRVh8nSTHWabjZ296gz1HyeLeTaCKDFUfCOtzidtpLhVA013woyH20ChLfGygzyonbx_vsdIX0PYMlIgbZsT8bXmrTQSI5MBfC3qjq1FT8__OTmnNJZmGBkn8BtEhDvp4AnNKQ/s1600/image-759983.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkBY3CP9pRVh8nSTHWabjZ296gz1HyeLeTaCKDFUfCOtzidtpLhVA013woyH20ChLfGygzyonbx_vsdIX0PYMlIgbZsT8bXmrTQSI5MBfC3qjq1FT8__OTmnNJZmGBkn8BtEhDvp4AnNKQ/s320/image-759983.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5926837375281816370" /></a></p>Sorry we didn't get a real picture befor thr cake was cut!Thomas Eric Ruthfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14787924087264589777noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7756501864489147354.post-25274483898777305942013-09-21T12:22:00.001-07:002013-09-21T12:22:47.448-07:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-5GzR6ShZppuJRttvx76KhPqh77OLxq8yTtpXrYvxiy2_Lv7y5euEwJTI6lbkf0YoNpS9Fq-3AQ1M99d1g_-jykIPrfM511aPiGWrM0BvtVaK77JtTcyuPikSpqN485caFL8zHUYZXe-5/s1600/0921131222-767448.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-5GzR6ShZppuJRttvx76KhPqh77OLxq8yTtpXrYvxiy2_Lv7y5euEwJTI6lbkf0YoNpS9Fq-3AQ1M99d1g_-jykIPrfM511aPiGWrM0BvtVaK77JtTcyuPikSpqN485caFL8zHUYZXe-5/s320/0921131222-767448.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5926158801508367346" /></a></p>Thomas Eric 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