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National Women's Health Network records
The National Women's Health Network records consist of records dating from 1963-2011, with the bulk of the records dating from 1976-2000. There is historical and organizational material, but the most of the records document the activities, programs, and projects over a thirty year period. Types of material include correspondence; memoranda; records of the Committees, Board of Directors and Executive Committee; annual reports; material from conferences and meetings; funding proposals, Senate and House testimonies, legal documents and court cases; financial records; program descriptions and reports, publications and articles, research papers; files of affiliated organizations; printed materials; photographs and audiovisual materials. These records provide a rich source of information on the battle for quality health care for women and reflect the NWHN as advocate, information provider, and front line activist organization. Of particular interest are files on breast cancer and tamoxifen, Depo-Provera, reproductive rights and abortion, Dalkon Shield, and consumer protection and the related legal and legislative campaigns. Documents related to the Network's class action suits against A.H. Robins and Upjohn regarding the Dalkon Shield and Depo-Provera are of particular interest, as are those related to tamoxifen clinical trials. Materials related to key subject areas can be found throughout the records and researchers are encouraged to look at all the series for topics of interest.
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The National Women's Health Network is a non-profit women's health advocacy organization. It's goals include creating a health care public policy that reflects and responds to the diversity of women's experiences; advocating women's self-determination in all aspects of their reproductive and sexual health; establishing universal health care that meets the needs of diverse women; monitoring the actions of federal regulatory and funding agencies, industry, and health care professions; providing women with objective health information from a feminist viewpoint; and supporting grassroots action.
Created at the height of second wave feminism, the National Women's Health Network was an outgrowth of informal groups of women sharing their experiences. It was founded in 1975 by Barbara Seamon, Alice Wolfson, Belita Cowan, Mary Howell, and Phyllis Chesler as a lobby group for women's health advocacy and quickly expanded to become a clearinghouse for women's health information. It began as the Women's Health Lobby, later called the National Women's Health Lobby Network, and finally the National Women's Health Network. Since its beginnings, the Network has waged numerous legal battles and organized public education campaigns to increase women's input into the U.S. health care system. These include the first Diethylstilbestrol (DES) class action lawsuit on behalf of DES daughters, class action lawsuits against A.H. Robbins manufacturer of the contraceptive intrauterine device, Dalkon Shield, and against the Upjohn Pharmaceutical Company on the use of the contraceptive Depo-Provera. In addition the Network organized a Citizen's Petition to the FDA requesting that the Dalkon Shield be declared a banned product. The Network successfully persuaded the Federal Drug Administration (FDA) to require studies on the safety of breast implants and to establish mandatory standards on absorbency labeling for tampons to reduce preventable cases of toxic shock syndrome. It also exposed the scientific inadequacies in the clinical trials of tamoxifen. Its information packets and publications provide information to millions of women on a wide range of topics. The Black Women's Health Project (now the Black Women's Health Imperative) was originally a project of the NWHN. It also continues to assist and support local activists in their efforts to expose environmental and occupational health problems, support reproductive rights for all and the health needs of midlife and elderly women.
Currently, the Network is headquartered in Washington, D.C., with affiliates in New Mexico and New Jersey. It has 11,000 (as of December 2011) individual members.
Additional information can be found on the organization's website: http://nwhn.org/
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Non-profit women's health advocacy organization focusing on the diversity of women's experiences; advocating women's self-determination in all aspects of their reproductive and sexual health; establishing universal health care that meets the needs of diverse women; monitoring the actions of federal regulatory and funding agencies, industry, and health care professions; providing women with objective health information from a feminist viewpoint; and supporting grassroots action. The records document activities, programs, and projects over more than thirty years.
This collection is organized into fifteen series: Multiple accessions have been added as additional series.
I. HISTORY AND ORGANIZATION (1977-2006)
II. ADMINISTRATION (1976-2004)
III. COMMITTEES (1978-2004
IV. PERSONNEL AND BOARD MEMBERS (1979-2007
V. MEMBERSHIP AND FINANCIAL MATERIALS (1977-2006)
VI. PUBLICATIONS AND REPORTS (1976-2005)
VII. CORRESPONDENCE (1977-2006)
VIII. CONFERENCES AND MEETINGS (1977-2011)
IX. PROJECTS, PROGRAMS, AND REFORM EFFORTS (1963-2007)
X. COURT CASES AND LEGISLATION
XI. OUTREACH AND PUBLIC RELATIONS (1977-2005)
XII. AFFILIATES (1978-88)
XIII. ORGANIZATION FILES (1978-2005)
XIV. SUBJECTS AND REFERENCE FILES (1972-2002)
XV. PHOTOGRAPHS AND AUDIOVISUAL MATERIALS (1981-2002)
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Additional records can be found in the papers of Katsi Cook and Loretta Ross and the records of the Black Women's Health Imperative. In addition there is information about the Network in the Voices of Feminism Oral History Project in the interviews with Katsi Cook and Loretta Ross.
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AIDS (Disease) -- Education
Abortion -- United States
Abortion rights movement
African American women -- Health and hygiene
Audiotapes
Breast -- Cancer
Contraceptives -- Law and legislation
Diethylstilbestrol -- Law and legislation -- United States
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Health education of women -- United States
Herbert, Sonja
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Pearson, Cindy
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Thomas, Beverly
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Trial proceedings
Women -- Health and hygiene
Women's liberation
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Lodges & Camps
Well, we planned to spend three days in Uganda and I am here typing this email to you on our 12th. Our fearless leader, Chris, (who has turned out to be an absolute god sent) picked us up from the airport nearly two weeks ago and dropped us straight to our first activity, a Boda Boda (motorbike) tour of Uganda. Mum was initially hesitant but was assured that the motorbike stuck to a 'safe' speed and when offered a hairnet to stick under the helmet was sold. The tour took us to various historical locations including a mosque where Mum and I donned khimar's for the first time and clambered up 200 odd stairs to see a beautiful lookout over Kampala, with the 12pm prayer being broadcast at deafening decibels from the bell tower #gettingabitcultyyy. The next morning we set off to go Gorilla trekking and the day of driving to Bwindi Impenetrable Forest saw us really bond with Chris as he relayed tour guide horror stories to us.
Getting ready for gorilla trekking the following day, Mum asked me in complete ernest "what earrings should I wear for the gorillas?". Fortunately she was thinking about the important things so I could focus on whether we had enough water. Penetrating the fringes of the impenetrable forest to find gorillas was amazing, granted challenging – particularly when we chased the gorillas through the rainforest as they descended to the bottom of the canopy to feed. Gazing into their eyes and watching them interact makes you want to reach out to touch hands Tarzan style, but the rumbling of the Silverback reminds you that you are a weak little human and to keep your distance if you value your life. The hour we had with them was short but so amazing and we left wishing we had longer with the great apes.
Needing some rest and respite, we headed for Lake Bunyonyi where we visited Punishment Island – a tiny isle made of reeds where girls who became pregnant with illegitimate children were dropped to drown or starve (whichever came first). Our accomodation was ace, at the top of the mountain with cascading views into the valley, Punishment Island ominously leering in the distance :/. Next we went to Kibale National Park to visit our Chimpanzee brethren, who we share 98% of our genepool with. Before you ask, yes, Mum managed to decide on a pair of earrings adequate for the occasion and I was able to source sufficient water.
Unfortunately the hairy buggers stayed in the treetops for our visit but the zoom on my camera turned out to be the MVP, offering a clearer view than the naked eye. This also led to a gathering of trekkers staring at the screen of my camera to watch the chimps, be, chimps. In need of a massage from craning our necks to watch the canopy bound chimps, we self-medicated with shaking our heads at fellow trekkers. Most notable trekkers include:
The Spanish girl who turned down an email with photos, instead preferring to take a picture of a picture on my camera screen.
The American lady who bossily said "the chimps really should have tp come down now" – I pointed out that the chimps, being wild, really shouldn't have to do anything.
A group of American's with ridiculously extravagant 'hobby' cameras whose lenses outsized the chimps they were photraphing. They had come on a "photographari' complete with a 'professional photographer' in tow to help them 'get the shot'. A few members of the group asked if I could email them some of the photos I took on my lil point n shoot.
Our travels also saw us tasting banana beer & banana gin (moonshine) which we later learned had been made using the foot mashing technique. I think they call it 'Brew de Tinea'; and visiting the village medicine man who told us about a remedy to get rid of problem neighbours – you take a bit of a skull of a chimpanzee and some 'erbs, bury it under their doorstep in the dead of night, wait a few days and voila! The irksome neighbour will have left, never to stay somewhere for more than one night ever ever ever again – the chimp skull is necessary for the remedy as chimps make a new nest for themselves every evening, hence the perpetual displacement of bewitched irksome neighbour. The big day of activities finished with a swamp walk (more of a slip and slide) which Mum made halfway before putting her gumboot down, splattering mud onto the pale pink yoga pants she had chosen for the occasion, demanding we head back, back the halfway we had come. We also went and saw the various crater lakes left behind by erupting volcanoes hundreds of years ago. Despite being told that the remnants of volcanic ash cleanses the water we opted not to swim… the water was a funky green colour that didn't exactly inspire the confidence to plunge.
From here we headed to Murchison Falls for a safari and to see the falls lauded as the most powerful in all the lands. Murchison Falls was very different from the Maasai Mara with long grass sweeping the savannah, hiding all the lions and leopards we were eagerly looking out for and spectacularly missing. In saying that, we saw a family of four lions (Mum, Dad & 2 cubs) stalking through the grass on the horizon and a caught a leopard red-handed (literally, bloodied paws) maxin' relaxin' in a tree after its morning kill. The falls themselves were magnificent, although the boat ride there felt a bit like god's waiting room – Mum & I brought the average age down by about 10 years.
We hotfooted it out of the savannah the next day to catch the 8am ferry and were serenaded by locals sporting t-shirts stating 'conservations for generations' using home-made instruments. Neither mum nor I wanted to join the other mizungo's (foreigners) trying to best the African mama's dancing to the music, resolving to leave it to the experts. Chris surprised us on the way to Jinja, the source of the river Nile, with a visit to a Rhino sanctuary – by 1994 Rhino's had been eradicated from Uganda thanks to the best efforts of poachers to feed the rhino horn market. The original 4 brought from other locations in Africa are now 30 and soon they are looking at moving half to assist with the conservation and expansion program. We watched a calf feeding from its mother and it struck us how brutishly prehistoric or "chunky but funky" Rhino's are. After a full day of driving, aside from our rhino respite, Mum was horrendously grumpy when we arrived at our accommodation that evening. She told Chris and I to head out for dinner and leave her behind. I asked if she was going to go from sitting in the car to lying in bed and within 30 minutes we were all off for Indian.
The last full day of our tour saw the adrenaline pumping and by mum's own admission, no one considering her age, when Chris sent us off white water rafting!!! The day was off to a cracking start after Mum became trapped under a flipped raft – she burst out from underneath gasping for air, her blue eyes wild with panic. Fast forward a few hours and Mum proved what a quick learner and fearless rafter she is, boogie boarding down the final rapid like a proper adventure queen.
The next morning we returned to Kampala for the final leg of our trip. The roads were hot and dusty, the traffic a clustered and chaotic mess, horns blaring and expletives flaring. A Boda Boda driver proceeded in front of our car as we nosed our way through a blocked intersection. The driver and Chris locked eyes in a mexican stand-off and the fight was on. Within 2 seconds a mob of 40 had descended, a large tyre had been rolled in front of our car to stop us going anywhere, people from the other side of the road were getting out of their running cars and coming over to be involved in the altercation. Chris was effectively dragged out of his car (not physically) to plead his case that he had right of way, the Boda Boda driver attesting that he was a human and fighting for respect. A plain clothed police man showed up and after ten minutes of arguing at the intersection (resulting in a buildup of standstill traffic) the mob decided to take the negotiation to the side of the road. It was one of those situations where Mum and I were confined hopelessly to the car, watching the chaos unfold before us. We got the distinct impression that it was a slow Sunday and so anyone who could join the mob and put their ten cents in was relishing in the afternoon thrill. After 30 minutes I had to leave the car to find a loo and by the time I came back we were ready to go. Ten minutes after driving away, leaving the satiated thrill-seeking mobsters behind, Chris got a call from the Boda-Boda driver saying that he had seen me leave the car and was hoping I hadn't been scared and run away… I guess at the end of the day they are caring thrill-seeking mobsters.
On our last day in Kampala we visited the chaotic Owina market (where I got sucked into the bartering circus and paid at least 30% too much for a pair of second hand runners) to get essentials for our next adventure. We spent our last evening in Uganda being treated to an outstanding display of jazz music by The. Jazz. Freak. Band. and ors at a free concert at the national theatre.
We would have been tremendously sad to leave our fearless leader Chris except we have another week with him!!! He is accompanying us into Rwanda but this time not as a guide, as our friend! He seriously is an a-grade legend.
Yours in adventure until Chapter 4!
Howdy folks – here is Chapter 4, the final instalment from the mother daughter trip. Mum is now safely back on home soil and we can safely say that the trip was a great success.
Manma, again arm yourself with a tea because there is a bit to read. Everyone else, a beer or a wine if you find the time to read at all.
Chris, Mum and I headed for Rwanda to relax for a day in Gisenyi (a lakeside town) and then travel to the Congo to climb Mt Nyiragongo, an active volcano. Once across the border it was metres before humans, animals and banana laiden bikes spilled onto the road with no concern for cars. We were told that there is a Rwandan mentality that "man made car so car should respect man". Sydney get on board.
Over the past two weeks, Chris had tantalised us with photos of magma oozing out of Nyiragongo's firey hearth and we were disappointed when he told us that Will (the punter who was organizing our hike – hereonin called "Will the Capricious") had delayed our hike for another four days due to issues with our visas. Not to worry, we were in beautiful Gisenyi and there was plenty to do to a) keep us busy and b) keep our fitness levels up in anticipation of our ascent. We met with Will (a different Will, heronin called "Will") to take us on a hike and show us around the town. The hike was a bit pathetic, offering nice views of Gisenyi but no aerobic benefit. Luckily our hearts got pumping when Will decided to take us on a joy ride to the Rwanda/Congo border – the police stopped us, thinking we had just illegally crossed from the Congo mad all the worse by the fact that Mum and I didn't have our passports on us… After a few tense minutes, Will was ousted from the safe confines of the car and the police served him a new one before letting us go. We spent the day with Will and heard all about his girl problems (one in Uganda, one in Rwanda) however it became clear we would leave it at that after Mum, not for the first time that day, asked 'what's next' and he told Mum in no uncertain terms "It's ok to just sit".
In Gisenyi we stayed at Inzu Lodge, a beautiful tented camp perched on a hill with cascading views across Lake Kivu where you had either power or running water and often neither but never both, needless to say we mastered the art of a bucket bath. In the mornings you could hear the singing of the fisherman, travelling in fleets of three, as they returned with the haul from their night of fishing. Will told us that they sell the fish throughout the day and head out every night – never sleeping.. skeptical Will, skeptical.
The Congo-Nile Trail is a 270 km track transversing along the shores of Lake Kivu and is popular amongst hikers and bikers. We decided to conduct our own biking expedition over two days knowing that Rwanda's pet name is the land of a thousand hills – but clearly not grasping quite what this meant. We definitely do now. Setting off at 10am, the sun beat down on us relentlessly as Chris, Mum and I struggled for five unforgiving hours to cycle 20 kilometres. The hills were just shy of sheer and Mum dismounted her bike on every ascent, having figured out that the village children would eagerly jump at the change to help a mizungu (foreigner) push her bike up the hill. Chris and I on the other hand tried to power up the hills on the bikes, slipping on loose rocks as onlooking children yelled "Good morning mizungu, give me money". We had the option of continuing to Kinunu (15 km of hills away) or stopping at Cymbiri overnight. Chris put his foot down and demanded we stay at Cymbiri Camp so as to not compromise our legs for Mt. Nyiragongo. We whiled the afternoon away swimming and playing cards and discovered a ferocious card shark simmering under Chris's pleasant happy-go-lucky facade.
As it turns out, Chris needn't have worried about anyone's getaway sticks. Will the Capricious, true to form, dealt the second blow to our Nyiragongo summit – delaying our hike day yet again. Will the Capricious's communication style can be best described 'Congolese Scammer' – radio silence, picks up your call, broken line, poor english, ends with either lie a) 'I will call you back' or b) 'I will text you' – both of which never eventuate. In fairness, he did openly admit to us that his bribery attempts to the visa office had not been fruitful and hence the delay in obtaining our visas. For those at home playing "How to Spot a Scammer" read above for a 101 guide however they may not always openly admit to their bribery.
By the time we returned to Gisenyi we had decided to end the game of silly buggers Will the Capricious was trying to play with us (even though he had $1000 USD of ours) and set up a meeting with "Rock Lee Sicka" to see if our dreams of summiting Mt Nyiragongo could be revived. Rock Lee Sicka came from Congo to meet us and we shelled out another hefty deposit after measuring him up for no more than 20 mins (he also came personally recommended (as had Will the Capricious), had a stellar trip advisor and many a volcano selfie on his Facebook). Spirits were very high when Rock Lee Sicka told us we could hike in a few days time. This also meant we could travel to Kigali (the capital of Rwanda) to hustle Will the Capricious for our deposit and visit the Genocide Museum to learn about the merciless discrimination and killing of Tutsi's by the Hutus which ravaged Rwanda in the early 1990's.
The next morning we left for Kigali, but not before Mum and I had a shouting match – her standing in reception and me standing 40 meters away in the breakfast area – because it was a 9am on a Sunday and we. had. to. get. going. We didn't, we had no schedule, no time due in Kigali, but Mum was ready to get on the road. Nearly three weeks of travelling together and our first spat – not too bad. Going around Kigali proved to be an exercise of the blind leading the blind. At one point I was trying to explain to 7 motorbike taxi drivers that we were trying to go to Mount Kigali for sunset but the message was not computing. I tried every variation I could think of "Mount Kigali", "Mountain Kigali". "Mt, fullstop, Kigali", "Top of the mountain of Kigali". I had to enlist the help of our waiter to explain where we were going – "oh no, you are saying it wrong, you need to say it in French – 'Mont' Kigali"… sacrè bleu! We didn't end up making it to "Mont Kigali" although we were treated to the finest display of our drivers' Grand Prix skills, ducking and weaving in and out of each other, racing from traffic light to traffic light and even through a few. We may have been impressed if we hadn't been dropped on a random street. Much confusion and shouting ensued; the drivers demanding to be paid, Mum and Chris demanding to be taken to our destination, an ever growing peanut gallery of curious civilians. I was trying my best to help resolve the situation however a street vendor selling The Economist caught my eye and I asked for a temporary ceasefire so I could negotiate with the hawker. My timing may not have been great but alls well ends well – the mototaxi drivers were paid, I had a two-week old edition of the Economist and we found a watering hole on foot.
Our visit to the genocide museum proved unsurprisingly to be a very sobering and humanity questioning experience. It is unfathomable how the entire international community turned a blind eye to anti-Tutsi propaganda which raged in the years leading up to the genocide in 1994, which saw one million people killed in 100 days and an entire country traumatised.
Our meeting with Will the Capricious didn't yield the result we had hoped. He arrived without the deposit he was supposed to bring but with a promise to transfer it the following day. What better way to immerse yourself into a culture than to sit across from your scammer as he blunders through a million excuses in broken english. Mum and Chris played good cop and I slipped into bad cop, threatening to write a heinous trip advisor review (pulled the big guns out…). Walking back to our Airbnb, mum stopped to clip her fusia pink toenails (having just purchased the clippers from a street vendor) while Chris and I looked for playing cards in a shop next door – we came out of the shop to see a young man filing Mums toes and assisting with the trim, proving that Rwandans are as helpful as they are dextrous.
Zulaika, a friend of Chris's, joined our lava chasing convoy and we all returned to Gisenyi where this time, we were heading to Goma (town in Congo) to begin the hike the next day. Rock Lee Sicka helped us through the border and guided us through all of the handwashing and temperature checking stations in place to prevent the spread of Ebola. Trying to establish comeraderie and rapport, I remarked to Will that as he crosses the border daily, the hand washing rigmarole must get very old – he replied sternly "well no, it prevents the spread of Ebola". Fair play. Once at our accommodation he gave us a briefing of what was in store the following day and Mum's eyes were wild with the fear that the hike was too challenging for her. He also let us in on the fact that in Congo tour operator circles, Will the Capricious runs a very dodgy operation with his accomplice Barack, often changing the company name once customers have been burned. Where were you two weeks ago Rock Lee Sicka!! Our deposit was looking more irrevocably lost than ever, by this point he had promised to transfer the deposit on four different occasions and we were still $1000 US in the red.
A dusk trapse around the streets of Goma for a pharmacy was unsuccessful however Chris was harrassed by a mildly drunk man heckling about his hair and the fact that he was walking with mizungos. Chris later said he was about to punch him in the face but we are all very glad he didn't, especially mum who said "well you don't know where his cronies may have been" – clearly confusing Goma for Gotham City.
Chris, spurred on by Rock Lee Sicka's inside intel, took charge of the big guns and called around to some of his friends who knew Will the Capricious and his accomplice, Barack. We were told not to contact the dodgy duo again and expect payment within 24 hours. All in a few hours work from Chris – thank you and good night.
The big day!!
We had an early start even though we didn't begin the hike till 10am. We had to wait for our Virunga National Park patrol – the park has only been reopened since February due to the kidnapping of British tourists in May 2018. Thus it came as no surprise that the park takes its visitors safety very seriously, not even letting cars without pre-approved number plates drive through. I must admit, our whole hike was carried out with military precision which is a tribute to both the national park and our guide Rock Lee Sicka. The ascent was surprisingly comfortable, no doubt thanks to the many breaks and snacks we had. It was only on the descent that we realised how steep the hike was and let fly a cacaphony of complaints about our knees, hips, feets etc etc. Interestingly, the hiking path was carved by the 2002 eruption and a large portion of the ascent was through volcanic rock. For any hopeful climbers, prepare to clamber as it is nigh impossible to find sure footing on volcanic rock.
We reached the lip of the lava lake at around 3.30 pm in high spirits which surged into sheer delight when we saw an eruption unfolding in the lake. I looked at Rock Lee Sicka's face as he summited and it was equal parts shock and amazement. He told us many times that night how lucky we were to see the explosion as it hadn't happened since February 2016. Most hikers only see the crater lake, which is incredibly impressive in itself, but we were treated to the whole kit and kaboodle – crater lake, flowing lava river system and mini eruption. It was truly the most dramatic and imposing thing I have ever seen – you feel so small and helpless watching the lava spurt into the air and your mind keeps circling back to how quickly you would incinerate if you tried to get within 200 metres. And how Frodo must have felt once he reached Mount Doom. We were 800 metres away and could still feel the heat radiating from the lava lake. This was very welcome as night time closed in and the temperature plummeted. Donning gloves, beanies and throwing on layer after layer we realised that Armani, our beautiful bald chef with the most jubilant grin and sewing machine hips, was using socks to keep his digits warm – Mum promised to bequeath her gloves and beanie to him the next day and he ended up wearing them the whole way down the mountain, pulling them off just before he went home to look at his hands which he decided were "so white now".
We all watched Mt Nyiragongo, the firey mama, blow off steam until the deep chill sunk into our bones and we could stand the unforgiving cold no more – naturally Mum was off to bed in ten minutes and Chris and I stood each other off in a battle of wits for another few hours, mesmerised by the eruption. I can say with upmost certainty that watching a lava lake is the foxtel+ of bush tv. Our sleeping bags provided little warmth and I asked Mum through chattering teeth to spoon – "No Lauren, it wouldn't work through the sleeping bags". It was a cold and lonely night for me, dreaming of the warm touch of a hot water bottle.
It came as no surprise that we hadn't received our deposit back from Will the Capricious so Chris put a call into said friends and before long $880 clams had been transferred to his account – apparently the difference was the admin and conversion fee… zebras truly don't change their stripes. We said a sad goodbye to Chris with an imparting promise to host him in Australia and return to Uganda soon (Jonny – saddle up). Zulaika and Chris drove off towards Uganda and only two days later would we learn that I left the now three week old Economist in Chris's car – happy reading Chris and thanks for the best three weeks.
Not long after Chris and Zulaika left, Mum and I hopped on two motortaxis who drag raced through the streets of Gisenyi to the bus station. A very fitting end to the trip. Mum climbed aboard the bus to Kigali and I stood awkwardly at her window as the 3.30 pm departure was pushed to 3.35, 3.40, 3.45 etc etc etc – there's only so many kisses you can blow but apparently no limit on how desperate you can look. Mum, it was a proper adventure and I am beyond impressed at how you said no to nothing (except a swamp walk) and found something to laugh at in everything we did. It was simply the best travelling with you and I can't wait to do it again.
Chapter 5: Lozzy the The Congo Nile Trail (CNT) has to be the hardest thing I have ever done – 223km of bloody hills has rendered me more distrustful of a downhill than pulling someone's finger. The scenery was stunning, as we are on the equator everything is so green and lush with terraced mountains cascading down the hills and huts peeping out from banana trees. This made the downhills very pleasant – until the inevitable uphill came into sight.
Day one and two (35 and 67 km respectively) were on a dirt track and days three and four (76 and 47 km respectively) were on a tar road. On my tar road days there were dirt trails which diverted from the main road however I was shit scared to add anymore kilometres so kept my head down and pedalled straight. I would love to see a photo of me as I pulled into my rest stop each afternoon around 3 or 4 – muddy, red faced and shattered. Or maybe I wouldn't. To those out there who go on long term biking expeditions, I tip my helmet to you.
While I did this ride without a guide or fellow cyclist, it definitely wasn't solo. I can say without doubt that I wouldn't have gone anymore than 100 metres over the whole journey without someone yelling "mizungu" or children shouting "give me money". On one occasion, after the third straight kilometre of hill, I needed to collect myself and I had to hide in a ditch so people wouldn't climb down from the trees/run to the road to see how pathetic I was.
I must thank all the children who raced along side me while I went uphill, the curious bikists who would appoint themselves as pacers (often heavily laiden with bananas, beer bottles, onions, sugarcane, bricks etc etc) and the men and women would would encouragingly nod to me and gesture up the hill to say "keep going you are nearly there!" – not that I ever was. One particular kid, Jacques, helped me push my bike the whole way up a 8km dirt hill. As a believer in pacing oneself and hydration, I tried to stop him multiple times so I could catch my breath – sweetening the deal by offering him some water. Jacques was to have none of this, shaking his head and continuing to push. I nearly cried 3 to 4 times on this uphill and I would have cried at least 10 times if it weren't for Jacques. At the top I shared my lunch with the little legend who had just put my fitness to shame.
Packed in like sardines, four people across each of the eight rows and a few babies on laps. All aboard the Kivu Belt Express from Kamembe (the end of my bike ride) to Gisenyi (to return my bike). My bike had been dismantled and the seat, two wheels and frame were manouvered under the back seat. We had 8 mattresses (from all the school children who had just been sitting their exams and thus sleeping at school), buckets of school books, a huge bag of onions, long stalks of sugarcane stretching down the bus and party sized thermosii on most riders laps hurtling around every corner at hair raising speeds. I had sore abs for two days after the ride from bracing myself for the 7 hour journey. I still can't decide whether the driver was a haphazard maniac or fantastically skilled. Theme parks can spruke their thrill factor all they want but nothing makes the stomach lurch like overtaking around a corner on single lane roads in the pouring rain. We were stopped by the police and everyone clambered out for a bag search – one of the guys was caught trying to smuggle contraband jeans from Uganda and the police officer threw them all across the road. We boarded again and as we drove off two men carried a squealing pig tied to a stick by its fore and back legs across the road. Throughout the ride babies were passed around to the most cajoling rider (never me) until they started to cry and then passed promptly back to the owner. The man in front of me would roll down the window every few minutes and hurl a gob of spit so big you would thing the dentist had just asked him to rinse. I cherished these three or so seconds because of thee air ventilation it provided to me in the back right seat. Whenever we slowed down (no, not stopped) to let people off/on, hawkers selling corn on the cob would come to the windows and the window seaters would buy a few, break them in halves or thirds and share them throughout the bus. Getting on and off the bus required clambering over all other passengers in your way as quick as you could so you could make it to the door before the bus sped back up again. I was very pleased that I was due to get off at the last stop however the rest of the bus must have been disappointed given the pong coming from the back right seat. When I finally got off, my bike was pulled from under the back seat and put on the road in four parts – two wheels, frame & seat. I could do nothing except laugh in my exhausted delirium – I had made it all the way along the Congo Nile Trail and back but the task of assembling a bike would be the undoing of me. I didn't have long to laugh, within about thirty seconds moto drivers had circled around me and set to work assembling my bike. I paid the two men who put my bike back together but wasn't as generous to the moto driver who asked for payment for shining his headlight (which was already on) onto the operation.
After returning to Gisenyi to drop the bike back, I made my way back to Kigali (the capital) to meet up with a traveller I had met on the CNT, Hannah, to head into Tanzania with. It seems as if our meeting were fate – we are both flying to the UK on the same flight, want to do the same activities in Tanzania and Hannah has a two person tent! Match made in heaven.
With Mum gone it was time to take my finances, or lack therof, by the horns and embrace the string budget lifestyle. I decided to couch surf. Manma, couch surfing is a website where you connect with people who have a spare room or couch that you can sleep on for free.
My first couch surfing experience was interesting. My host, Janviere, was lovely and it wasn't before long that I realised the only reason why I had been accepted was because I was from Australia, like the Hillsong band – a famous Christian band. Janviere took me on a tour of Musanze (a town on the way to Kigali), most of which was walking through the shopping mall. That night I cooked dinner to Hillsong's greatest hits while Janviere sat on the couch singing to her hearts content. All my attempts to encourage conversation over dinner were fruitless, the family clearly preferring to chew in silent unison when not belting out Hillsong. The toilet outside was a squat loo and the flip flops I had been given to walk around in were unfortunately not made for big hooves so I had to crunch my toes up real tight so they didn't trapse over other people's excrement – while I was squatting my foot cramped and I was essentially stuck mid squat in the dark until the cramp subsided. Just when I thought I was getting the hand of the whole squat loo thing. The next morning Janviere kindly boiled some water for me to have a bucket bath with and set it up in the far right corner of the living room and kitchen. I bathed in the corner of the living room while Janviere and her brother waited outside.
That afternoon I boarded a bus to Kigali, a bit apprehensive about my next couch surfing experience. This place was entirely different to my first. Our host, Anand, is from India and works as a CFO at a bank however as his family is in India he uses the spare rooms in his house to host couch surfers. Not long after arriving, tea brewed with ginger, cardamom and lemongrass was brought out (it was amazing) and that night we were treated to a scrumptious Indian fare. The next morning breakfast was also served much to my delight, Hannah was quite cool about the whole affair which makes me think that she, as a seasoned couch sitter, has experienced such hospitality before. At the end of our stay, Anand dropped us to the bus station in the pouring rain and on the way told us a bit about how he grew up very poor but has a gift with numbers and so through hard work has worked his way to where he is despite never going to university.
Hannah and I currently sitting on a very cramped bus, having just started our three day bus journey into Tanzania (help us!!!).
Much love xx
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§ 33.13 Requirements for the issuance of a Type A specific license of broad scope.
An application for a Type A specific license of broad scope will be approved if:
(a) The applicant satisfies the general requirements specified in § 30.33 of this chapter;
(b) The applicant has engaged in a reasonable number of activities involving the use of byproduct material; and
(c) The applicant has established administrative controls and provisions relating to organization and management, procedures, record keeping, material control, and accounting and management review that are necessary to assure safe operations, including:
(1) The establishment of a radiation safety committee composed of such persons as a radiological safety officer, a representative of management, and persons trained and experienced in the safe use of radioactive materials;
(2) The appointment of a radiological safety officer who is qualified by training and experience in radiation protection, and who is available for advice and assistance on radiological safety matters; and
(3) The establishment of appropriate administrative procedures to assure:
(i) Control of procurement and use of byproduct material;
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Why the Voting Rights Act Matters for Environmentalists
Aug. 04, 2015 10:14AM EST Politics
Many people who care about climate change understand the corrupting influence of big money in politics and rightfully sound the alarm when elected officials who are supposed to represent their constituents instead protect corporate profits. This is especially true when it comes to big political spenders and climate polluters like the Koch Brothers and the fossil fuel companies like Shell.
The Greenpeace toxic patrol, lead by Damu Smith, protests against the toxics industry with a banner reading: �Environmental Justice Now� which is displayed along with other banners as the activists protest through the street. Photo credit: Robert Visser / Greenpeace
However, voter suppression and disenfranchisement are not as commonly talked about in the environmental community. This despite the fact that denying the right to vote strips people of access to a cornerstone of our democracy and a way to have their interests represented in decisions that impact them—including issues of climate and environmental health.
It's high time we make those connections.
Climate Justice and Voting Rights
Jacqueline Patterson, environmental and climate justice director at the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP), explains the intersectionality of race, voting rights, climate justice and health in a fantastic blog here.
In her piece, Patterson calls out the fact that "African American children [are] four times as likely as White American children to die from asthma attacks tied to poor air quality for coal fired plants and other facilities and with the rampant loss of life we are seeing from extreme weather events in our communities and worldwide driven by climate change, which largely results from fossil fuel based energy production."
Marginalized communities—often communities of color that have been historically disenfranchised—disproportionately suffer environmental harms and often have the fewest resources available to counteract those harms. When we recognize that a healthy environment and a healthy democracy go hand in hand, it's clear that ensuring the right to vote is critical.
As Patterson puts it:
"… [W]ith entities that have driven the agenda towards stripping voting rights planning on putting $889 million into the coming elections, we must all lean in together on campaign finance reform and voting rights so that communities (and all of us) feel that our votes and our advocacy on issues like net metering, energy efficiency, renewable portfolio standards and indeed relatedly, income inequality and community policing, will actually add value and have a transformational impact."
Aside from being just plain wrong, disenfranchising impacted communities gives corporations and oligarchs even more power to recklessly plunder the world around us. Equality and justice are part of our shared vision for the future. We must stand with our allies to move that vision forward.
What Happened to the Voting Rights Act?
Fifty years ago, the Civil Rights Movement paved the way for the passage of the Voting Rights Act of 1965. Though the fight for justice continues to this day, this was a monumental victory for a movement that was struggling for freedom and self-determination, as it outlawed many of the tools used by racist state and local governments to deny people of color and language minority groups the ability to exercise their right to vote.
However, in June 2013—after 48 years and more than 700 instances of discriminatory impacts prevented by the law between 1982 and 2006 alone—the Supreme Court's conservative majority struck down key pieces of the Voting Rights Act in a case called Shelby County v. Holder. This decision made it far easier for states to pass discriminatory voting measures and more difficult for people of color and language minority groups to register, vote and have their votes counted equally.
This was a huge blow. In the words of the Leadership Conference on Civil and Human Rights, "In this 50th anniversary year of the Voting Rights Act, voters are more vulnerable to discrimination than at any time since the law was first passed in 1965."
In 2015, the right to vote and to have votes counted fairly is still at stake. Though voting has always been one of many ways of building and exercising power and holding elected officials accountable to the communities they are supposed to represent, we are all being called upon (again) to support this most basic right.
Civil rights organizations are leading the charge for a gold standard when it comes to voting rights in the U.S. and it's up to everyone—members of labor unions, environmental organizations and many others—to stand by these leaders in calling for the U.S. to live up to its promise of democracy for all Americans.
Join the call. Tell your member of Congress that it's time to restore the Voting Rights Act.
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David Gray and Billboard chart topper, Amos Lee, with opening band Joseph made a stop at the Santa Barbara Bowl on July 8 as part of their co-headlining summer tour
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David Gray's return to the United States follows on the heels of his critically acclaimed 2014 studio release, Mutineers, hailed by The Guardian – which declared that there is "a rare comfort in hearing an artist in pursuit of joy." Philadelphia native Amos Lee's latest album, Mountains Of Sorrow, Rivers Of Song, topped the Americana charts for two consecutive months and received widespread acclaim. "A gloriously sexy voice - just the right amount of velvet and gravel, raved Associated Press.
David Gray has established himself as one of the UK's leading music artists both at home and overseas. Gray's commercial success is also backed up by a critical consensus and numerous accolades. His 2009 release Draw The Line was met with critical praise and garnered the artist a series of high profile television appearances, as well as two sold out tours of the US. Foundling, Gray's 9th studio album picked up where Draw the Lineleft off and created a new chapter of lush, soulful songs that found the artist returning to his folk music roots. Foundling debuted at #9 on Billboard's Top 200 Albums chart.
David Gray's tenth and latest Mutineers, finds the singer-songwriter steering into unfamiliar territory while cultivating a pugnacious but respectful relationship with his own history. The lead single off of the album, 'Back In The World,' garnered much praise and reached top 10 in the AAA charts. Mutineers is an experiment that seems to fizz with the joy of its own assembly. The sound of a musician making a clean break and some sharp turns but also reconnecting with the freedoms of an earlier dream, a rebuke and a salutation to all that's gone before.
Singer and songwriter Amos Lee released his self-titled debut in 2004 and followed with critically acclaimed Supply and Demand (2006) and Last Days at the Lodge (2008). But it was with 2011's Mission Bell that brought Amos to nationwide mainstream attention. It debuted at No. 1 on the Billboard 200, and contained the No. 1 Triple A radio hit "Windows Are Rolled Down." Last year, Lee headlined amphitheaters and delivered mainstage performances at top festivals supporting Mountains Of Sorrow, Rivers Of Song (2013). He has been featured on numerous acclaimed television programs including Live from the Artists Den, Ellen and Live from Daryl's House.
Lee recently collaborated with Asleep at the Wheel on its star-studded Bob Wills tribute CD, Still the King Celebrating the Music of Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys and joined the legendary western swing band during its Austin City Limits taping.Amos Lee will also record PBS' Bluegrass Underground for broadcast later this year. With a style that combines blues, country, gospel and roots-rock with a "strikingly soulful voice" (Entertainment Weekly), Lee's career continues to reach new heights and earn the attention of fellow artists and discerning music fans around the world.
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Research Journeys in/to Multiple Ways of Knowing
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Research Journeys in/to Multiple Ways of Knowing is an interdisciplinary collection of Indigenous research and scholarship that pushes boundaries of expectation and experience. While the topics are diverse, there are many points of affinity across the issues including themes of identity, advocacy, community, rights, respect, and resistance. The authors present counter-narratives that disrupt colonial authority towards multiple ways of knowing.
Regardless of worldview or specialization, the chapters in this book have something to offer. Like the whorl of a spiral, the curve can be observed as traveling inward or outward. At different points in the conversations, the assertions may be congruent or disparate from the reader's perspective. The discussions may resonate on individual or societal levels. While tensions may arise, the push and pull of competing constructs demonstrates that the ideas are connected and held in relationship to one another—negotiating alterity is a space of reconciliation. Together the pieces contrast, blend, and broaden the landscape of Indigenous research and decolonizing discourse.
"I hope you enjoy the critical and creative gifts here and witness and participate in the vibrancy, dynamism, and beauty of Indigenous scholarship." – Niigaan Sinclair, Associate Professor, Department of Native Studies, University of Manitoba, from the Foreword of Research Journeys in/to Multiple Ways of Knowing.
Cover art by: Jonathan Chin. The spiral image was drawn to represent the seven sacred teachings and honours the artwork of Dr. Joane Cardinal-Schubert. The art piece was created in winter 2016, as part of a final assignment in the EDUC 530 – Indigenous Education course, within the undergraduate teacher education program in the Werklund School of Education, University of Calgary.


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Ecumenical Organ(ist)
On Sunday I attended an organ recital at one of our local Roman Catholic Churches in the Blue Mountains village of Glenbrook. The Hele pipe organ was made in Plymouth, England in 1881 to the order of St Peter's Anglican Parish, East Sydney. It was installed in St Peter's Church in February, 1882. It was bought by this parish on 8th February, 1993, when St Peter's Parish was amalgamated with the parish of Darlinghurst and St Peter's church was declared redundant.
The organ was installed in this new church during July, August and September, 1995 by Pitchford & Garside Pty. Ltd. On 15th October 1995, it was inaugurated by Mr Norman Johnston who had been the last organist in St Peter's church and who had used it as a teaching instrument for many years. It is due to his influence that the organ was kept in good working order.
The instrument is fully mechanical in its action. It was completely restored in all its parts prior to installation and a new electrically-power blower was installed under it. The organ is now in its original condition. It was classified by the national Trust of Australia on 29th May, 1996. Full details and more photos are found here.
On Sunday the organist was David Drury who until a year ago was organist at St James Anglican Church, King Street where I worship. He is now Director of Music at St Paul's Anglican College within the University of Sydney. He has given recitals in Westminster Abbey, St Paul's and Westminster Cathedrals in London & King's College, Cambridge. In Paris he has performed four times at Notre Dame, twice at La Madeleine & appeared in concert at the Toulon Festival.
He has toured extensively in the USA and Canada and appeared on all the major organs in Australia.
So it was a wonderful afternoon concert with an organ that has moved from an Anglican to a Catholic church and an organist whose main employment has been in Anglican churches.
I found on youtube the organ being played by a different organist but embedding has been disabled
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7aLogWJQ-E Bach 'Gigue' Fugue
David played among other pieces the Berceuse (lullaby) by Louis Vierne
I think I need a lullaby now as I go to sleep after a very trying day watching the stock markets. Here it is played by Greg McAusland at Notre Dame, Paris.
Labels: David Drury, Ecumenism, Hele organ, Organ music, St Finbar's Glenbrook
Wow- what a story. I love the long trajectory of the organ's life and how it keeps on going.
It is beautiful!
It's a beautiful organ, Brian, and I like the musical offering, too.
We have an old restored organ in our church. The innards are intact, but a new housing and console had to be built. The sound is lovely. I have pictures of it, but I need to get more information on its history, before I post. It came from an Episcopal mission church in the Northeast, which is no longer in use. It was given to the restorer, and he charged us only for materials and labor, or we'd never have been able to afford it.
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Kelly Brown
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Kelly has spent nearly her entire professional career working with non-profits. A graduate of Princeton University and University of Virginia School of Law, Kelly practiced law for six years as a litigation associate at Holland & Knight in Tampa and Miami, Florida.
Later she joined The First Tee – an international youth development golfing nonprofit – where she worked for 20 years rising from director and eventually becoming Chief Operating Officer. During her tenure, she helped expand the organization to serve more than 11 million youth worldwide including 150 U.S. chapter affiliates and seven international sites.
In 2018, Kelly moved from her native Florida to Colorado to join the staff of the Denver Public Schools Foundation where she managed strategy and development. She is an active member of Impact100 Denver and Sister2Sister. She was named Executive Director of Boomers Leading Change in July 2020, and is excited to use her experience and skills to shape a narrative that recognizes and celebrates the invaluable resources the 50+ generation can leverage to benefit the Denver Metro community.
Austin George
Director of Programs and Operations
AGeorge@BoomersLeadingChange.org
Austin started with Boomers Leading Change in late 2012.
Before that he worked across the country recruiting, training, mobilizing and organizing individuals to have an impact on the issues that matter to them most.
During that time he developed and honed his organizing skills while impacting issues such as the environment, human rights, homelessness and hunger, and healthcare with some of the largest groups in the country like Environment America and USPIRG.
Austin also directed offices in the 2008 election in Michigan and Ohio for Voter Registration and GOTV campaigns.
He brings his passion, skills and experience to BLC to empower encore adults to have the biggest impact right in their own community. Austin lives with his wife and two children in Golden, Colorado.
Shannon Randall
Outreach and Training Manager
SRandall@BoomersLeadingChange.org
Shannon arrived at Boomers Leading Change as an Encore Innovation Fellow where she worked on the Boom Conference and developing the Colorado Encore Network.
She later transitioned into the Outreach and Training Manager staff position which encompasses trainings and events, and working with the volunteers and host sites. She also serves as a consultant with Pinsight, a live virtual simulation.
She graduated from Bowling Green State University with a BS degree in Nursing and spent 20 years working in hospitals, insurance companies, medical services organizations and medical products distributors. Her responsibilities during that time covered areas such as direct medical care, case management, health improvement coaching and education, program management and industry support for medical product sales.
Shannon has served as a volunteer mediator with Court Mediation Services and as a mentor for women in life transitions through the Wildflower Women's Organization. In her spare time she enjoys playing tennis, hiking and spending time with family and friends.
Merrie Reardon
MReardon@BoomersLeadingChange.org
Merrie joined Boomers Leading Change in October 2016 as a Health Coverage Guide, and then transitioned to work for several years in helping manage Colorado's only AmeriCorps Encore Program for 50Plus adults.
Merrie taught elementary school and worked extensively in technology firms in Human Resource management. As a volunteer, she has worked in a variety of capacities in the schools and community.
Merrie grew up in Seattle, lived for many years in Northern California and arrived in Denver in 2006. She graduated from Washington State University with a degree in Education and has completed additional training in Human Resource Management, Conflict Resolution and Personal Coaching.
She is delighted to be contributing to the various BLC initiatives which are redefining the ways in which the Boomer generation is making a difference.
Sue Adams
sadams@BoomersLeadingChange.org
Sue joined Boomers Leading Change (BLC) in April of 2019. Prior to BLC, she worked for 10+ years in municipal government as an Assistant Town Clerk in a small Vermont town where she knew every resident by name.
Other professional hats include yoga teacher, assistant for a French baker, ski instructor, and middle school health teacher. Sue is a big believer in community engagement and knowing-your-neighbors.
Sue organized a Meet and Greet in her Denver neighborhood. In VT she cofounded an annual, intergenerational broomball tournament that she ran for 17 years until the town recreation department took it over.
She served on the City of Burlington (VT) Board of Registration of Voters and assisted city hall staff with early voting. In her spare time Sue enjoys exploring the great Colorado outdoors and planning family and friend reunions.
Marydean Purves
Development and Special Projects Associate
MPurves@BoomersLeadingChange.org
Marydean manages the Experience U program and is our grant writer. She has a background in international humanitarian assistance and program development.
She is a veteran international aid worker, with 30 years of experience living and working in sub-Saharan Africa, the former Soviet Union, and Central Asia focused on health and human development. She has worked for the United Nations, international agencies, where her work has immersed her in women's concerns of health, home, maturing and aging.
Marydean brings her organizing and coordination skills to her role as Project Coordinator overseeing 10 Change Agent volunteers for Changing the Narrative, a project of the Encore.org organization established to support the aspirations of the 50+ generation of talented adults.
She is also a talented designer and skilled speaker, producing presentations that engage women in discussions on Dress and Style and how these concepts have served ordinary women to sustain them through all manner of life events.
Lynette Reiling
Volunteer Recruitment Manager
LReiling@BoomersLeadingChange.org
Lynette has spent much of her career working one-on-one with people in a hospice care setting, growing her own encore career coaching practice and serving as a part-time instructor at Arapahoe Community College.
As the Volunteer Recruitment Manager, she enlists volunteers to work with partner organizations for all BLC programs and helps build partnerships with other community-based organizations. Her hospice experience with older, aging adults taught her the true value of striving for a meaningful life filled with purpose.
Part of her BLC role is to demonstrate to participants that volunteerism and engagement with others helps boost one's emotional well-being. When not at work, she enjoys dancing to all types of music and exploring the outdoors, including camping, snowshoeing, and hiking. A life-long learner and avid reader, she also enjoys spending time
with two grandsons.
Lisa Armao
Early Childhood Project Manager
LArmao@BoomersLeadingChange.org
Lisa Armao has more than 20 years experience in Early Childhood school leadership in the public/charter and non-profit school arena. She studied Human Development and Family Studies at CSU and completed her Montessori Administrator training at the College of New Rochelle in 2000 and completed her Authentic Leadership Certification from Naropa University in 2012.
In 2018, Lisa completed her Association Montessori Internationale (AMI) Certification for Aging and Dementia and has served as a Montessori consultant for Assisted Living Facilities. She has also worked as a Program Specialist for Jeffco Public Schools Early Learning.
Lisa believes in intergenerational relationships. To quote Margaret Mead: "Connections between generations are essential for the mental health and stability of a nation."
Lisa is excited to join the Boomers Leading Change team to integrate older adults into the Early Childhood field and to promote intergenerational connections.
Susan Kayler-Daly
SKDaley@BoomersLeadingChange.org
Susan joined Boomers Leading Change as the AmeriCorps Encore Project Coordinator in October 2010.
She developed the initial federal AmeriCorps grant proposals and managed all aspects of the program for the first three years. She helps manage the operation of our Experience EngAGEd Fellowship and provides administrative support for many other key BLC initiatives.
Susan has a Master's Degree in Counselor Education and has held positions in the Denver area as a School-to-Career Coordinator and as the Manager for a Mentors-for-Students program.
She believes strongly that positive change can be effected in our community by harnessing the talent and expertise of Boomers.
Ellen Keckler
Health Navigation Specialist
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Ellen earned her BA Degree in Social Welfare and Corrections from California State University, Chico, and a Masters in Social Work with an emphasis in Health and Mental Health from the University of Utah.
Her professional social work career with children, youth, and families include work with the Denver Department of Human Services, Jefferson County Human Services, and University Hospital.
Later, she moved to Washington state where she gained nonprofit experience providing family preservation services in Clallam County before become the Assistant Director of the Foster Parent Association of Washington State.
She returned to Denver and helped design and implement the supervisory model adopted by Denver Human Services (DHS) and was involved in implementing changes in DHS child welfare practice until her retirement in 2017. She helps identify and address barriers to accessing healthcare.


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Toronto capsules — Day 4
DORIAN GRAY (Oliver Parker, Britain, 4)
A few years ago, I gave Skandie points to Oliver Parker for the script of THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST, even though I had said everything that he did to the play was a mistake. When someone took me to task for this (my memory tells me Noel Murray or Donna Bowman), I said "the category is 'best script,' not 'best adaptation job.' Parker was working with the greatest comic play ever written in English, and most of that is intact and it's thus one of the year's best scripts." Here, Parker has done something VERY different. Not only is every change he made to an Oscar Wilde work again a mistake, but there's an overarching vision change and some major additions to the novel. In other words, he finally succeeded in truly effing it up.
What Parker has done is make "The Picture of Dorian Gray" as a pretty straight-up horror movie — complete with creepy, portentous score, lengthy zooms up to doors that a character is about to open not knowing what lies behind it, shrouding a piano as if it were a coffin. The novel's eponymous picture not only ages and gets disfigured, but even has maggots crawling out of it, and comes to life and roars off the canvas in partial 3-D when threatened. And if DORIAN GRAY'S NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET sounds like a good idea for a movie, Parker pulls it off, I guess. I know that the novel has its gothic elements, but pushing those elements into this territory just make the whole work come across as trivial — underplayed or ignored are such minor matters in the novel as the poisonous French book (probably Huysmans) and decadence, and Wilde's critique of them.
Parker also added, for Rebecca Miller I assume, the character of a daughter to Lord Henry whom Dorian maybe kinda falls in love with when he returns to London after 25 years of debauchery on the continent (the scene of Dorian's return to a society party where everyone else has suddenly aged decades since our last view of them, but he still looks like Ben Barnes, is one of the few things that work in the movie). But I suspect adding the daughter character allowed the audience to root for Colin Firth at the end, contrary to the novel, where he's the devil in a Faust template. It also permitted a final suspense-action showdown — because we all know Oscar Wilde needs that — involving Dorian, Henry and her fighting over a key to the attic where the painting is kept. And again, what this costs the film, by giving Dorian a different set of motives near the end, is downplaying one of the novel's most important but least fashionable themes — the repentance arc.
VALHALLA RISING (Nicolas Winding Refn, Denmark/Britain, 6)
Like a Chinese movie I saw earlier today, this is very much an "it is what it is" take on the film. If you go in expecting a Norse saga, VALHALLA delivers that, for both good and ill. Refn composes images of windswept braes and crags, complete with dirt and wind and fog. The film largely takes place in northern Scotland and it looks right (if not exactly "good" … these aren't pretty images at all). The music is funereal electronica, which is dramatic and appropriate, but also a bit offputting as music. The dialog is also as spare, declamatory and stylized (though not "eloquent" or exactly "quotable") as an ancient saga — my favorite example: "We claimed this land in the name of Our Lord" / "How did we do that?" I must add that I found a Norse saga in which the Christians among the Vikings all speak in Scottish accents to be a little odd, though I eventually accepted the idea once I realized the film's early scenes are set in Scotland (I walked in a few minutes late).
There's also plenty of violence and an invincible hero at the center of it. He's called One-Eye and played basically without dialogue by Mads Mikkelsen from Refn's PUSHER trilogy, though he's probably best known as the villain Le Chiffre in CASINO ROYALE. VALHALLA basically tells his story which begins with him, as in the still I used, as an enslaved gladiator-type fighter who, while chained to the pole, still took on two not-thus-constrained champions of a rival chieftain, and killed them both. He's too dangerous to ever be freed, so he has to fight this way. The still is also typical of the film's image style — lots of shots of heroic men framed against the sky or the mountains. A lengthy central sequence involves One-Eye helping several Christian Vikings on a quest to retake the Holy Land, only the entire journey the ship is surrounded by fog and it's not obvious where they're going — there's a Hitchcockian LIFEBOAT quality in the dynamic among the seven or eight men in the boat, including a little boy One-Eye has adopted (or is it vice versa) and has made clear he doesn't want harmed.
There's a Herzogian quality to the last third of the film — to say more about what film would say too much I think. It's not a great movie by any means — TIFF bud Dan Owen found it tedious — but it does deliver the goods if you want a chilly windswept Norse saga of heroes on a quest.
THE ROAD (John Hillcoat, USA, 7)
This is also the story of people on a quest, though it couldn't be more different from VALHALLA RISING. In this tension-filled picaresque, there isn't really a destination that makes sense; the father-and-son team in a post-apocalyptic world are headed for the sea, though it's not clear why getting to the sea would provide either refuge or easier food. It also has more on its mind — man in the Hobbesian state of nature, the lengths to which parents go to protect their children, and the nature of conscience.
It's a heady brew all right, though THE ROAD seems more popular among people who haven't read the Cormac McCarthy novel (which number includes me). Perhaps that's because besides losing the prose style (voiceover simply doesn't suffice), you also lose the suspense and the gnawing discomfort of a world where death lies around every corner. It's not clear what exactly has happened — why civilization has collapsed and we're basically dealing with the last few men on earth — but the film lays on the details efficiently and deftly. Money is ignored (what does "exchange" mean outside the context of civilization); the need to avoid cannibals makes suicide a sufficient likelihood for a father to show his son how to point the gun into his mouth properly.
Still all the talk within the film aside, and also leaving aside the utterly bleak landscapes with the barely-recognizable shadow of what was once civilization, I was surprised how little violence and how few gang-cannibal appearances there actually are, which is the entree into the first theme I was surprised by — the difference in the moral views of the father and the son, which are almost the opposite of what I expected. In one scene, the father finds an old can of Coke that survived years in a long-abandoned machine — apparently, the boy, who looks about 8, has never drank a soda and in another scene, dad observes that "you must think I come from another world," meaning the civilized world we know. In other words, this "state of nature" world is all the son knows. And yet, it is the father who has the savage morals that Hobbes described as rational in the state of nature, while it is the son who thinks exactly as Hobbes predicted he should not.
In such scenes as the old man played by Robert Duvall, the thief near the end, the little boy in the town (was he real?) — it is the son who displays the milk of human kindness, the more-trusting nature, the lack of what Hobbes calls "diffidence" (that is, uncertainty about others' intentions is reason to assume the worst, because the cost to oneself of guessing wrong is thereby minimized). In contrast, it is the father who acts with pre-emptive violence, and takes the slightest risk as reason to move on — most particularly in the one idyllic scene the movie has, when the pair come across a time-capsule island of food, shelter, hot water and other creature comforts (conservatives will appreciate the exact nature of this idyll). Dad hears, or thinks he hears people and a dog — and immediately abandons the place because "we're not safe here." But then, that's can be viewed also as the responsibility of being parent — paranoia about anything that might harm your child, even if it probably won't, because "I'd never forgive myself if I let anything happen to you," a view shared by approximately 0.0000000001% of the children in question in human history. Also, perhaps knowing what has been lost with the end of civilization, as the father does and the son does not ("this is called shampoo," he says), makes one more jealous about preserving the little one does have, while having spent your whole life scavenging for the equivalent of M&M pieces under the couch has made that your normal. On this take, THE ROAD would be saying that what Nietzsche mocked as slave morality is actually natural and even pre-cognitive — at several points in their quarrels, dad says "why do you wanna do X" and the son would say "I just do" — while it is experience and history that lead to other values.
The film has flaws — primarily an overly sentimental mickey-mouse score during the last reel, most especially the next-to-last scene, where it's so spectacularly inappropriate that I was reminded of some of those South Korean movies. And I'm not sure how well it might stand up to a second viewing, given how central how unexpected-threat is to the narrative tension. But I enjoyed it more than I expected given the mediocre buzz.
BIG DIG (Ephraim Kishon, Israel, 1969, 8)
Really glad that this was the City-to-City film I chose to see — BIG DIG (also known as BLAUMLICH CANAL) not only is an utterly apolitical film (there was no mention at all of the fuss surrounding the program), but also an expertly-done vaudevillian farce of a kind that we rarely sees today and I doubt we could see because the preconditions for it don't exist.
In the tradition of classic farce, it begins with a single illogical, unlikely event — in this case a man escapes from the insane asylum, steals a jackhammer and at dawn one day starts tearing up Tel Aviv's busiest intersection. And then it follows the repercussions with perfect logic — through a large and uniformly excellent cast of pettifogging bureaucrats, glory-hogging bureaucrats, glory-hogging politicians, election-obsessed politicians, martinet policemen, mindless manual laborers, townsfolk who take advantage of the situation, townsfolk who are hurt by the situation (including newlyweds who just want peace and quiet for … well … you know), demanding fathers-in-law, sexy secretaries who can't type, and more.
Like THE ROAD, the end doesn't quite come off. Or rather, it's a perfect capper, but instead of "and here's what Tel Aviv did with this impossible situation" as a short punchline, BIG DIG tries to make it into a new sequence, and it just goes on too long, Plus I really don't like for comedies to have the characters laugh onscreen at the last joke (though this one actually is quite funny it still comes across as self-congratulatory). But there's too much to like hear to complain. Several wonderful montages are cut like I like — quick, direct and blunt — a tea-drinking meeting, a phone call to the national government, a sabotage plan being carried out. Other scenes take a single idea and push it into insanity. For example, Transportation Department flunkey Ziegler — eager to gain a promotion, impress his fiancee and prospective father-in-law, and protect his boss like Smithers does Burns — tries to sneak into a rival department to steal some plans. He sneaks in dressed like a movie private eye, only to find that the department doesn't exactly react to him as expected.
The key is the performances. Starting with Bomba Tzur as the asylum inmate, the cast all know how to handle farcical acting and situations. Tzur combines the body and gait of Zero Mostel with the innocent viciousness of fellow mute Harpo Marx. In one scene, the neighborhood families explain to an Israeli court the noises they have to put up with, and the six or seven perfprmers — all middle-aged or old — each start repeating a sound of some major piece of equipment until they all blend into a fugue of city noise as convincing (and therefore funny) as the real thing. One can't help think of the major role Jews have historically had in vaudeville and theater, and then in later standup comedy throughout Europe and the U.S. (though I've been told in several different contexts that Israeli culture is very different from diaspora Jewish culture). And then one wonders (well, I do anyway), where are the performers with the training and experience necessary to do this kind of material today? And where could anyone develop such chops in a world where live theater is weaker than ever, vaudeville is dead, and TV is being de-sitcomized in favor of reality TV and other non-performed shows?
September 15, 2009 - Posted by vjmorton | TIFF 2009
How large is the cross-section of "people attending TIFF" and "people attending Mass"?
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I strongly suspect "rather small." The diocese's cathedral is convenient and quite nice (1840s English Gothic)
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Arthur Blythe Quintet – Live At The Public Theatre, New York – 1979 – Past Daily Downbeat
Arthur Blythe - with one foot in the Avant-Garde and the other foot in Traditional - made fo interesting advntures.
Past Daily Downbeat
Arthur Blythe – with one foot in the Avant-Garde and the other foot in Traditional – made for interesting adventures.
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Arhtur Blythe Quintet – Live at The Public Theatre, New York – May 4, 1979 – NPR: Jazz Alive! series – Gordon Skene Sound Collection –
Arthur Blythe Quintet, in concert at The Public Theatre in New York and recorded for National Public Radio's Jazz Alive! series on May 4, 1979.
Diving into the free and the Avant-Garde this weekend, with nods to the Traditional. One of the things that made Arthur Blythe so appealing was his ability to freely move back and forth between two wildly divergent styles and keep it all together.
The website Burning Ambulance has a great assessment of Blythe's music – here's a taste of a much longer piece:
Arthur Blythe signed to Columbia Records in 1978, releasing his first album for them the following year. He was a veteran artist, closing in on 40, when he did so. He was a man with strong ideas, a book of compositions, and a pool of collaborators drawn largely from New York's loft jazz scene but also from his time in Los Angeles and his tenure as a respected sideman. On Lenox Avenue Breakdown, he put together a killer band including James Newton on flute, James "Blood" Ulmer on guitar, Stewart on tuba, Cecil McBee on bass, Jack DeJohnette on drums, and Guilherme Franco on percussion. The four compositions — "Down San Diego Way," the title track, "Slidin' Through," and "Odessa" — travel through a variety of moods. The opener is a pulsing, jumpy, almost Latin number with Blythe and Newton serving as the lead voices, while Stewart and McBee create a rhythmic bed that sways like grass in the wind. Ulmer is a background element here, rarely jumping out of the ensemble, and Franco stays mostly out of DeJohnette's way, other than adding a few squealing sounds as the music fades out. "Lenox Avenue Breakdown," by contrast, is a fierce New York streetscape. Blythe crawls down into the alto's low range, shadowed by the bassist, as Ulmer chops away at the strings. "Slidin' Through" is a more conventionally swinging piece, while "Odessa" ends the album in passionate style, with Ulmer taking his most jagged and unfettered solo.
You can check out the rest of the article here.
In the meantime, dive into this appearance via NPR's much celebrated and deeply lamented series Jazz Alive! from May 4, 1979. A couple glitches in the original tape (like tape deterioration), but it straightens out after a few minutes.
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China Suspends US Navy Visits to Hong Kong Following Signing of Pro-Democracy Legislation
Shelby Talcott	/ @ShelbyTalcott / December 02, 2019 / Leave a comment
Police disperse people on streets after thousands of pro-democracy protesters participated in a "5 Demands" mass rally on Dec. 1, 2019, in Hong Kong. U.S. President Donald Trump signed a bill in November that bans exporting items such as tear gas and rubber bullets to Hong Kong police, which are often used to control crowds. (Photo: Chris McGrath/Getty Images)
China suspended U.S. Navy visits to Hong Kong Monday after President Donald Trump signed legislation last week backing the pro-democracy protests that have been going on for months.
The two bills Trump signed Nov. 27 come amid a continuation of public clashes in Hong Kong that began over an extradition bill. China previously warned it would retaliate if the legislation became law and also put sanctions against various U.S. human rights groups following the signing, BBC reported.
"We urge the U.S. to correct the mistakes and stop interfering in our internal affairs," China's ministry spokeswoman Hua Chunying said, according to BBC. "China will take further steps if necessary to uphold Hong Kong's stability and prosperity and China's sovereignty."
Multiple U.S. Navy ships typically visit Hong Kong every year but have faced suspensions when the countries are at odds. The last American Navy ship to visit was in April, although two ships requested visits in August and China rejected them for unspecified reasons, BBC reported.
The foreign ministry stopped reviewing applications from U.S. military ships to visit Hong Kong Monday and will continue taking other counter-measures, it said.
Groups facing sanctions include Human Rights Watch, Freedom House, the International Republican Institute, and more. Hua said the groups are partially responsible "for the chaos in Hong Kong," but did not elaborate on what, specifically, China would do.
"They shoulder some responsibility for the chaos in Hong Kong and they should be sanctioned and pay the price," Hua said.
The bills signed in November include the Hong Kong Human Rights and Democracy Act, introduced by Republican Florida Sen. Marco Rubio. It aims to pressure Hong Kong and China's leaders in various ways over its actions in recent months, such as performing an annual assessment on whether it is autonomous enough to continue getting special status benefits.
The second bill Trump signed bans exporting items such as tear gas and rubber bullets to Hong Kong police, which are often used to control crowds.
Protesters in Hong Kong gathered on Nov. 28 to show their appreciation for Trump signing the bill. They waved American flags and held up a picture that the president tweeted where his head was photoshopped onto fictional boxer Rocky Balboa's body.
Despite the celebration in Hong Kong, China warned that it would be taking "firm counter-measures" as a result of the bills being signed.
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Spotify's Daniel Ek and the music 'dinosaurs'
Less than seven months after launching his digital music service in the U.S., Spotify's Daniel Ek found himself rubbing elbows with the upper echelon of the record industry executives who have descended on Los Angeles for this Sunday's Grammy Awards.
The 28-year-old Swedish entrepreneur with a boyish face that still hints of baby fat on Friday afternoon addressed a ballroom full of power attorneys in Brooks Brothers and Armani suits — essentially schooling them on the brave new world of digital music.
Ek, pictured above on the right, boldly predicted that revenue from streaming services such as Spotify will in two years return as much revenue to the industry as iTunes does today. Since launching its service in 2008, the Stockholm-based company has remunerated more than $200 million, roughly 70% of its revenue, to labels and publishers.
"The value of music is not $15 billion," an estimate of annual music sales, Ek told an audience of several hundred at the Grammy Foundation's Entertainment Law Initiative luncheon as they dined on endive dressed in raspberry vinaigrette. "It's worth much, much more than that."
Spotify's service has caught on worldwide with more than 10 million listeners who tune in at least once a month — 3 million of whom pay around $5 to $15 a month to access premium versions.
Though music labels have embraced Spotify's unusual approach — of offering a generous free version that gives users online access to millions of tracks on demand — the company continues to face skepticism from some bands and musicians who fear that streaming music services eat into album sales.
Bands such as Coldplay and the Black Keys, and performers like Mac Miller, have opted to withhold their new albums from streaming services such as Spotify — at least for the first few weeks after the albums' releases. (This week some of former Beatle Paul McCartney's songs also became unavailable on Spotify, an apparent result of contractual requirements not related specifically to the streaming service.) Ek emphatically disagreed with those decisions.
"There is no cannibalization," Ek said before a packed audience in the Crystal Ballroom of the Beverly Hills Hotel. "At the end of the day, I want the music industry to be larger than what it is today. And I believe that the two models [streaming and sales] can co-exist side by side."
As if to punctuate a contrast with Ek's youthful approach, John Branca, veteran counselor to the stars, followed him on stage with the following remark that drew chuckles from the crowd:
"It's a popular belief that the music industry is over, that it's seen better days. Some would say that we lawyers are the dinosaurs of the legal landscape, that paleontology is a better subject for us and that a better forum for this would be the La Brea Tar Pits."
As a prominent music attorney, Branca's clients have included the Beach Boys, the Doors, the Rolling Stones and Carlos Santana. He is also the executor of the Michael Jackson estate.
Branca summed up the challenge for the music industry, pointing out that many of music's greatest stars created their music "before the digital age."
"How do we present these great artists to a new generation of fans?" Branca said.
One could almost hear Ek replying, "Through Spotify."
The Black Keys black out streaming services
Cricket has the music industry feeling chirpy
Spotify enlists developers to help spread the music
— Alex Pham
Photo: Spotify Chief Executive Daniel Ek, right, speaking with music attorney John Branca, center, and Josh Tyrangiel, editor of Bloomberg Newsweek, before the Grammy Foundation's Entertainment Law Initiative luncheon in Beverly Hills. Credit: Alex Pham / Los Angeles Times.


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The Miriam and Ira D. Wallach Division of Art, Prints and Photographs: Print Collection
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UltraTech's acquisition of JP Cement plants in a year: Kumar Birla
Once the acquisition of plants in Madhya Pradesh, UP, Himachal Pradesh, Uttarakhand and Andhra Pradesh is completed, Ultra-Tech's cement capacity will stand augmented to 91.1 mtpa.ET Bureau | Updated: July 20, 2016, 15:56 IST
MUMBAI: Aditya Birla Group-owned UltraTech's is expected to complete its acquisition of Jaiprakash Associates' cement plants within the next one year, group chairman Kumar Mangalam Birla said at the 16th annual general meeting of the company on Tuesday.
"The directors have also approved a scheme of arrangement between UltraTech, Jaiprakash Associates Ltd, Jaypee Cement Corp Ltd and their respective shareholders and creditors for the acquisition of cement plants of a total capacity of 21.2 mt at an enterprise value of Rs 16,189 crore," Birla said. "The scheme is subject to regulatory approvals. We expect it to be consummated in next 12 months," he said.
Once the acquisition of plants in Madhya Pradesh, UP, Himachal Pradesh, Uttarakhand and Andhra Pradesh is completed, Ultra-Tech's cement capacity will stand augmented to 91.1 mtpa including its overseas operations, Birla said.
In a muted year for the cement industry, UltraTech posted a consolidated net profit of Rs 780 crore in quarter ended June, up 29% from Rs 604 crore a year earlier. Focus on core development, smart cities, roads, etc., along with good monsoon boosting rural economy, are expected to drive cement demand this year, Birla said.
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