Since the first moment that Pope Francis walked out onto the balcony of the Papal apartment overlooking St. Peter's Square, the understand of his papacy and his vision for the church has been steadily unfolding.
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On Tuesday, April 4 at 1:30 pm, Roman Catholic Archbishop Gregory Aymond of New Orleans will welcome clergy, laity and children of all faiths to his residence to pray for the safety of all children.
The United States Conference of Catholic Bishops (USCCB) Administrative Committee, of which Archbishop Gregory Aymond is a member, issued a pastoral reflection March 22 in solidarity with those who have been forced to flee their homes due to violence, conflict or fear in their native lands.
La Conferencia de los Obispos Católicos de los Estados Unidos (USCCB), el Comité Administrativo de la cual el Arzobispo Gregory Aymond es miembro, emitió una reflexión pastoral el 22 de marzo en solidaridad con los que se han visto obligados a huir de sus hogares debido a la violencia, o al temor de vivir en su propia tierra.
FOCUS Blog - The Stations of the Cross are an ancient tradition in the Catholic Church going back to the fourth century when Christians went on pilgrimage to the Holy Land.
Join the Peace Prayer Walk on March 28th!
Need a little spiritual shot in the arm half way through your Lenten journey? Our goal during this season of Lent is to draw closer to Christ through prayer, fasting, and almsgiving.
About a hundred priests gathered last week at St. Maria Goretti Church for a Lenten morning of prayer. How important is it for you to get together for prayer and reflection each year during Lent?
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All #NOLACatholic Churches are open Wednesday from 5 pm to 6:30 pm for the Sacrament of Reconciliation.
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If a Catholic residing in the Archdiocese of New Orleans wishes to participate in St. Patrick's Day festivities and desires to eat meat, they may be dispensed and choose another day of the week for abstinence or may choose to perform an act of penance that is a greater sacrifice.
The archdiocese again this year during Lent will offer the sacrament of confession in every church on three consecutive Wednesdays – March 22, March 29 and April 5 – from 5 to 6:30 p.m. What is the pastoral purpose of making confession universally available at the same time on those evenings?
La arquidiócesis, de nuevo este año, durante la Cuaresma, ofrecerá el sacramento de la confesión en cada Iglesia, tres miércoles consecutivos – el 22 de marzo, el 29 de marzo, y el 5 de abril – de 5 a 6:30 p.m. ¿Cuál es el propósito pastoral, de hacer la confesión universalmente disponible al mismo tiempo en esas noches?
Dear Sisters and Brothers in Christ: I pray that your Lenten journey has been a time of drawing closer to Christ and responding to his invitation to conversion.
All local men are invited to Men's Evenings of Formation, a series of formative talks for men with food, faith and fellowship! Held the second Monday of every month from 6:30pm- 8:30pm at St. Catherine of Siena in Metairie, the series features different guest speakers each month.
Lent presents a great opportunity for Catholics to deepen their prayer life.


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Q: How to count rows after a specific row? I have a contact mechanism between my website's users (always between two users). User A (sender) can send a message to users B (receiver) based on two rules:

*

*User A could send 2 messages utmost to user B and he must receive at least one message from user B to be able to send another 2.

*User A could send 4 messages utmost  to everybody in daily period, not more.
And here is my table structure:
-- contact
+----+-----------+------------+--------------------------+------------+
| id | sender_id | receive_id |          message         |  date_time |
+----+-----------+------------+--------------------------+------------+
| 1  | 123       | 456        | Hi, how are you?         | 1492431111 |
| 2  | 123       | 789        | How are you doing?       | 1492431112 |
| 3  | 456       | 789        | Why would you say that?  | 1492431113 |
| 4  | 123       | 456        | Why don't you answer?    | 1492431114 |
| 5  | 789       | 456        | Because the sky is high  | 1492431115 |
| 6  | 123       | 789        | Hello?                   | 1492431116 |
+----+-----------+------------+--------------------------+------------+

And here is my current query:
INSERT INTO contact(sender_id, receive_id, message, date_time )
SELECT ?, ?, ?, unix_timestamp()
FROM dual
WHERE NOT EXISTS(
    SELECT count(*) AS num_day,
    FROM contact
    WHERE user_id = ?
      AND date_time > unix_timestamp(DATE_SUB(now(), INTERVAL 1 day))
    HAVING num_day > 4
)

As you can see, only the second rule is implemented in my query. How can I also implement the first rule to the query?

A: Query to find out number of messages from 'A' to 'B' since their last reply:
SELECT count(*)
FROM contact
WHERE sender_id = 'A'
  AND receive_id = 'B'
  AND date_time > (
    SELECT max(date_time)
    FROM contact
    WHERE sender_id = 'B'
      AND receive_id = 'A'
    )

Note this will probably not work if there's no message from 'B' to 'A' yet - you'll have to modify the query to account for that.

A: I'm not certain it's a superb idea to implement this logic in the database - you seem to be looking for a query that will only insert the message A writes if they have not contacted B more than twice already but that sort of logic would be better off in the front end app. To this end, you'd be better off with a couple of queries:
Select count(*) from contact where sender_id = A and date_time > unix_timestamp(curdate())

And deny the message send if it is >= 4
Run JiriTousek's query and deny the send if it is >= 2
By deny send, I mean alter the front end so messaging is impossible so they don't waste their lives typing messages that can never send. Doing this blocking upon insert is kinda too late for that

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In West Virginia, for example, the animal welfare laws are somewhat non-existent. There are no leash laws and no restrictions on how many animals one owner can have on their property. At the one particular shelter frequently visited in West Virginia, hey could euthanize 150-200 dogs in a month and that includes males, females, puppies & pregnant moms regardless of breed or temperament.


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Elizabeth Ayers; Henry Ayers; William Ernest Ayers; William Henry Ayers
CFHS code : HT611
Inscription : In Loving Memory of ELIZABETH the dearly beloved wife of WILLIAM HENRY AYERS d on Sunday May 25th 1902 aged 67 also of WILLIAM HENRY AYERS d August 7th 1921 aged 80 reverse The Rev [CHARLES] HENRY AYERS b Jan 6 1866 d April 4 1906 his servants shall serve him and they shall see his face WILLIAM ERNEST AYERS son of W H AYERS b July [23] 1864 d November 19 1907
Monument : Stone cross (fallen)/Kerb stones
Above information amendedfrom Cambridge Family History Society Survey
Elizabeth Ayers (née Wallis) (1835 – 25 May 1902)
Born in Newmarket, Elizabeth was the daughter of Thomas and Mary Ann (née Muskett) and sister of Emeny. She was baptised in Newmarket on 29 May 1835. Thomas Wallis was a coachman and Elizabeth grew up on the High Street in Newmarket. She married William Ayers on 10 March 1863 at St. Mary's Church and they had four children: William Ernest (1864-1907), Rev. Charles Henry (1866-1906), Rev. Frank (1868-1938) and Blanche (1871-1934). They started married life in Newmarket where William was a grocer, and their children were all born in Newmarket. William later worked as a railway guard and the family moved to 102 Gwydir Street (1881), 10 Fitzwilliam Street (1891) and then Guest Road. Elizabeth died at home on Trinity Sunday 1902.
William Henry Ayers (1840 – 7 August 1921)
William was the youngest son of Robert Amey Ayers and Elizabeth (née Elliot) and was born in Lambourn, Berkshire. He was baptised in Lambourn on Christmas Day 1840. In 1861 he was living at Palace House stables, Newmarket, working as a grocer's assistant and staying with his sister Jessie and brother in law James Godding. James 'Gem' Godding was a racehorse trainer, known for training the great racehorse Macaroni. After he was widowed continued to lived with daughter Blanche at Guest Road and died at home at the age of 80.
Rev. Charles Henry Ayers (6 January 1866 – 4 April 1906)
Charles was baptised at St. Mary's Church in Newmarket on 31 January 1866. He was a student at St. Catherine's College, Cambridge and graduated with a B.A. in the Classical Tripos (2nd Class) in 1887. He was ordained 1891 and was a curate in Birmingham for a few years before moving to teach at Dean Close School, Cheltenham and Lichfield Grammar School (1900-1903).
In June 1903 he was appointed headmaster of the Choir School, Hull and Prencetor of Holy Trinity Church. Under his leadership the school 'largely increased in numbers' and Charles was said to have been a natural teacher. He took an interest 'in the welfare of the lads, and although not an athlete himself he identified himself with their cricket, their football and sports and was as delighted as they were at their successes'. He was ill for a few days and 'passed away with painful suddenness'. The funeral was held at Holy Trinity, Hull on 6 April and his body was then taken to Cambridge for interment on 7 April.
William Ernest Ayers (23 July 1864 – 19 November 1907)
William was born in Newmarket and did not marry. He lived with his parents and worked as a printer/compositor. He died at Guest Road aged 43 years old.
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by Dani Shapiro, recommended by Electric Literature
EDITOR'S NOTE by Benjamin Samuel
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Written by Dani Shapiro
Recommended by Benjamin Samuel
I recently had the opportunity to hear Dani Shapiro read at the release of her new book Still Writing. I showed up late to a cramped bookstore and found myself standing awkwardly in the center aisle — the only one standing, in fact, except for Dani — as she read to us about the great "human catastrophe" of daily life. Our triumphs and failures, our embarrassments and celebrations, both grand and mundane, Dani explained, are all equally important and all rich fodder for fiction. And that's exactly what fascinates me about her story "Supernova," its focus on the minor catastrophe that is Shenkman, a relatively prosperous man whose minor shortcomings feel, to him alone, monumental and impossible to overlook.
As can be said for most of us, life for Shenkman isn't going to be a marvel. "Everything about him was mid," Dani writes, "midlife, mid-career, middling marriage." At some point his promising life drifted off course and Shenkman found himself foundering amid the trappings and chattel of middle class suburban life. Shenkman has not failed, but he is still far from the success he might have been — which is, perhaps, even more humiliating. Perfection may be boring, and failure humiliating, but god save us from normalcy.
See, Shenkman's prospects haven't exploded around him, rather he's just been something of a dud — fizzling out more or less unnoticed. Despite rowing everyday, obsessively racing against an old rival in a computerized simulation, nobody even knows Shenkman is still competing. Worse still, he isn't even trying to win anymore, just trying to transpose his sense of defeat on anyone left in the race. Shenkman's last hope for achieving something is his son, Waldo, who spends so much time stargazing, so disconnected from the real world, that he's slipped out of Shenkman's reach.
But if we can learn from our mistakes, if there is wisdom to be gained in failure, then Shenkman will at least have a legacy to leave behind to his son. And if Shenkman can teach us anything, it's that sometimes the most we can hope for is that our children will have the chance to fail more spectacularly than we have.
"Supernova" is a story that succeeds because of its remarkable treatment of the mediocre, it's focus on the middle of the pack where most of spend our days. It reminds us that we can exalt the quotidian, and that normalcy can be something to commemorate. As Dani writes in her essay "Ordinary Life," "If I dismiss the ordinary — waiting for the special, the extreme, the extraordinary to happen — I may just miss my life." Because most of the time existence doesn't end with a bang or even a whimper, sometimes life ends with a shrug.
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Co-Editor, Electric Literature
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Shenkman pushes back with his legs, smooth and hard. Thinks of his old coach's word: fluid. Hinges his upper body, then slides forward, arms extended. The briefest pause of recovery as the flywheel spins. Drive, recovery. Drive, recovery. He counts. One, two. Full lungs at the catch, empty at the finish. He gives the RowPro a quick glance. Fuck. 6K into this race and two sculls are ahead of him. On the wall, the flat screen displays the deep twilight blue of a lake. He is there, gliding along Lake Winnipesaukee, the ripples cast by his blades cutting down into the depths.
Alice is on the other side of the house, and Shenkman knows she's lonely and slightly pissed off. These are the hours of the day when she expects him to be with her. To endlessly go over the only two or three subjects they ever seem to talk about any more: there's her father's macular degeneration and the question of who among her siblings will take on the job of getting his driver's license revoked before he kills someone. Then there's the onset of Shenkman's mother's dementia and its likely effect on their plans to travel over spring break. And finally, always, there's Waldo, and the indecipherable results of one full day and three-grand worth of psychiatric testing to determine whether their son has a) the same strain of ADHD which seems to be going around the fourth grade like a virulent flu, or b) something else, something more, something for which Shenkman does not yet know the acronym, and for which he is unprepared.
One, two. His trapezius muscles burn.
It's been almost an hour since he tucked Waldo in, but he knows his son isn't sleeping. Every night, while Shenkman wails on the RowPro, while Alice sits in the kitchen sipping chardonnay, Waldo has been slipping out the back door. Shenkman knows this because he can see every open door and window on the burglar alarm monitor. The first time it happened (and the second, and third) he went to the window and watched Waldo tiptoe into the backyard with his iPad tucked under his arm. His dark hair, still wet from a post-dinner shower, shone in the moonlight as he settled himself on the ground against a fence post and tilted the iPad to the sky. He had begged Shenkman for an app called StarWalk, and now it's all he'll talk about. Instead of good morning, now Shenkman and Alice are greeted with reports of the day's planetary action, complete with full description of the constellations visible in that night's sky. Shenkman is hoping — God, he is hoping — that this is just a phase. He and Alice talk about it in a never-ending loop of parental, fear-induced justification. Remember the thing with the clocks? Waldo taught himself to tell time before he could even speak in sentences. Shenkman and Alice try not to notice the deepening furrows of worry, slowly becoming permanent in the face of the other, as if in time-lapse photography. What about the church bells? At this, they cannot help but laugh. When Waldo was three, they couldn't drive past a church at five minutes before the hour, for fear that the bells would chime. Waldo would shakes his head no, no, no and bury his face in his arms like a little old man. It seemed cute, if a bit eccentric, at the time. From the RowPro, Shenkman sees the alarm pad blink.
Just-a-phase, just-a-phase, just-a-phase. His mantra on the machine. He has his nightly talk with himself. He promises himself he'll be easier on Waldo. He hears the tone of his own voice, criticizing his son. What he really wants to say, what he means, is I love you and want the world for you. Instead, what comes out is more like Jesus will you stop picking at your fingers, or How many times must I tell you to stop humming at the dinner table? He finds his son unreadable, unreachable. This elusiveness, now at the center, the very heartbeat of his life, has begun to seep into everything. Shenkman wakes up in the morning with the feeling that the bed is tilted, the world slightly off its axis. He showers, eats breakfast, drives to work — but he's not really present. The closest he ever gets is right here, in his mechanical scull, on his virtual lake. One, two.
Three hundred meters to go. On his RowPro screen, he's now only four meters behind the leader. Lindgren, of course. Lindgren is edging him out, and eight others are trailing. Shenkman trained hard yesterday, sprinting and resting for a solid forty minutes. He overdid it, maybe. One, two. On the screen, it's always a beautiful day, the sky a preternatural blue. A stand of trees shine like emeralds. His heart rate is higher than he likes, but he steps it up a notch. Pulls a hair's breadth ahead of Lindgren. Fuck you, Lindgren. Fifty-eight meters left. Shenkman goes back to Winnipesaukee. Behind him, he pictures the buoys of the finish line, neon in the distance. In front of him, Lindgren, his wheat-colored hair whipping in the breeze. He hears the slap of his blades as they flatten against the water's surface, then go vertical and slice silently down. He tells himself not to look at the monitor, think only of the finish.
He crosses it, panting. Sweat pours down his back. His heart hammers. Shenkman gives the screen a quick glance. The last remaining scull — that guy from New Zealand — slides to the finish line, and now all the sculls are lined up like perfect little soldiers. He rubs his stinging eyes with a towel, then squints at the bottom of the screen to see the winner. Lindgren. By an eighth of a second. Downstairs, the back door creaks open, then closes with an efficient click. Even if Shenkman didn't have the twitching ears of a Labrador when it comes to Waldo, he would know from the alarm pad, which blinks once more. What nine-year-old leaves his own house late at night? His nine-year-old, that's who. In his Red Sox pajamas, he is making his solitary climb back to bed. He will fall asleep with the iPad next to his head on the pillow.
The gym was completed last winter, three months behind schedule. Shenkman spent twice his bonus, maxing out a couple of credit cards in a shameful frenzy about which Alice is still in the dark. Shenkman figures, he pays the bills and what she doesn't know won't hurt her. He thought he'd have made up the difference by now, and though it hasn't exactly worked out that way, he doesn't regret one dollar spent on the sprung hardwood floors, the mirrored wall, the flat screen, the recessed lighting on dimmer switches. A man needs his sanctuary.
Except now there's Lindgren. A lot of the guys have handles on RowPro. Names like oarsman291, or scullandbones. Shenkman himself is crewdude9. But Lindgren is just Lindgren. Shenkman had only been training for a few months when Lindgren popped up on the screen. The list of names, until then, had been an anonymized, digital blur. But then, late one night, as Shenkman was squeezing in a quick, ill-advised, post-prandial workout, a scull slid ahead of his, eased past as if on a different frequency altogether. Lindgren. Shenkman stared at the name. He started rowing harder. He gave it everything he had, his chicken lasagna dinner roiling in his gut. One, two. But he couldn't catch up. When the race was over, Shenkman climbed off the RowPro, shaking, then vomited neatly into the wastepaper basket.
Since that night, he has been shaving seconds, then minutes, off his time. He's almost there. Any day now, Lindgren is going to look down at his own screen and see that he has been surpassed. In fact, surpassing Lindgren has become Shenkman's only goal. Not Shenkman winning, but Lindgren losing. He knows this isn't a good way to be. That Alice wouldn't approve. He himself doesn't approve. But he has spent some time researching all things Lindgren — the reflexive Google fishing expedition has become something of a daily habit — and he feels that it is his responsibility to bring the guy down a notch.
He is in the process of stripping off his damp t-shirt and compression shorts when he hears a knock at the gym door.
"Hold on a minute!"
He grabs the thick, hooded terrycloth robe which hangs from its hook on the wall, like a prize fighter's. No one ever bothers him in here. Alice boycotts the place; she sends in Esmerelda once a week to gather up his stinky clothes for the wash.
Waldo stands in the doorway, his thin arms wrapped around himself. The iPad is nowhere to be seen.
"Wally, what's the matter?" Shenkman still short of breath, and he hasn't stopped sweating.
"Bad dream."
Shenkman doesn't point out that in the five minutes which have elapsed since Waldo's let himself back into the house, there hasn't been enough time to fall asleep, let alone dream a bad dream.
Be patient with the boy.
"Come." He lowers himself onto a weight lifting bench, then taps the space next to him. Waldo approaches tentatively — Shenkman blames himself for his son's reticence — then sits. Waldo picks at the edge of his thumb, already puckered and raw. He seems to be focused on a spot on the floor where the rubber mat has become dislodged, its edge curling up. The color in his pale cheeks is feverishly bright.
"What is it, Wally? What'd you dream?"
He shrugs his skinny shoulders. "Nothing."
"Well, it can't be nothing. You're here now, aren't you?"
The poor thumb makes its way to Waldo's mouth. He has bitten the tortured skin nearly to the point of bleeding.
"You can tell me."
"Hey, Dad?"
"Yeah, buddy?"
"Did you know — " Waldo starts.
Shenkman steels himself. Any sentence from his son beginning with Did you know usually swerves far from the subject at hand.
" — that Betelgeuse is a semi-regular variable star located approximately 640 light years from the Earth?"
"No," Shenkman responds, a familiar heaviness settling over him. "I didn't know that."
"Yeah, and my app says it's a red supergiant — one of the biggest stars known to — "
Shenkman's skin feels clammy. He's getting chilled. All he wants to do is take a shower. "Listen, Wally — can we just — "
"How about this?" The muscle beneath Waldo's left eye twitches. "Astronomers believe that Betelgeuse is only a few million years old, and — "
"Waldo!"
His tone — goddamnit, he's been working on regulating his tone — comes out sharper than intended, and Waldo flinches a little, as if Shenkman had raised a hand to him. As if Shenkman would ever do such a thing.
Shenkman's temper floats somewhere below his ribcage, a small boat on a stormy sea. He tries to breathe into it, meditates, almost, the way he has been training himself to do. He's been reading up on this. He knows that his rage is just fear in disguise. That just beneath these sudden outbursts exists a love for his son so tender he can hardly bear it.
"I'm sorry." He puts a hand on Waldo's knee. "I'm sorry, buddy."
"All I was going to say is that it may go supernova," Waldo finishes dully. "Within the next millennium. That's what the astronomers say."
"I didn't mean to startle you," Shenkman says. "I only want to have a conversation. Can't we just talk about something normal?"
Waldo turns and looks at him squarely. His eyes latch onto Shenkman's and don't let go. It's my normal, those eyes say.
Back-to-bed-time. The digital clock reads 9:46, Shenkman notes with despair. The hours during which the pilot light in Shenkman's brain, always burning, can finally be extinguished for the night — the hours in which Waldo is actually sleeping, gone under, arms flung wide, cheek pressed deep into the pillow, lips parted, nothing left to say or think or do — those hours are shrinking fast. Before he knows it, dawn's thin light will creep through his bedroom window. Alice will be facing him, her eyes covered by a black sleep mask, small balls of wax stuffed deep into her ears. His feet will hit the tilted ground, and he will once again begin his day. He'll get to the office early, scan the markets, initiate buys of stocks that got hammered the day before, looking for short-term bounce. Before lunch rolls around, he'll check in with his half-dozen big clients, whose moods will reflect their portfolios. He will be battered or buoyant. Confident that he's one centimeter further up the invisible ladder he always seems to be climbing, or worried that he's in a slow motion free fall. He will send emails, reply to all, show up for the three o'clock teleconference with their satellite office in San Francisco, all the while carrying an awareness, wedged like a razor in his solar plexus, that if his son cannot grow up to have a successful life (not that the doctors have said this, as Alice keeps reminding him) then none of it matters.
"Come on, buddy, let's give this sleep thing another try." Shenkman slings an arm around Waldo.
"But I'm not tired."
"Sure, you're tired. You're so tired you don't even know you're tired."
He ushers Waldo out of the gym. It isn't right, having his son here, as if something adult, something male and illicit takes place in this mirrored room. He leaves the lights on. After he tucks Waldo in, he'll come back up here, shut down the equipment for the night.
The boy is snug beneath his American League quilt, his small body finally limp, as if someone had come along and flipped his off switch. Shenkman quietly makes his way down the hall, doing his damnedest to avoid any creaking floorboards. He'd rather not negotiate with Alice now, who is still in the kitchen, watching the ten o'clock news. In the morning, that bottle of chardonnay will likely be empty, deposited next to the trash for him to take out on his way to work.
He lets himself back into the gym, breathing in the sharp, familiar scent of his own rankness. His workout isn't complete until he enters his time into the log, along with the name of the victor. Lindgren, he writes in ink, at the top of a column built entirely of only one name: Lindgren stacked upon Lindgren. A tower of Lindgrens. The symmetry is weirdly satisfying. Once again Shenkman is back on Winnipesaukee, rowing the Meredith Bay course. Lindgren in front of him, their movements as precise and aligned as a corps de ballet. Lindgren, for whom winning always came so easily that it meant nothing at all.
Shenkman hadn't laid eyes on Lindgren since graduation. He skipped the big twenty-fifth reunion last May, though he did pore over the ensuing alumni magazine one Sunday morning on the can, examining the array of glossy pictures: balding men wearing madras ties, their guts spilling softly over the tops of their khakis; women with tamed blonde hair and tanned, leathery arms. Was it all going south from here? My god. What was their thirtieth going to look like? Or their thirty-fifth? He skimmed the class news: promotions, second marriages, cancers, late-in-life babies, career changes. It seemed this — this early midlife into which they had all been thrust — was the last possible moment for a course correction. Greg Adams had left his lucrative law practice in New York, and opened a fair trade coffee importing business in Burlington. Marshall Hughes and his second wife had just adopted a baby girl from China and set about getting her cleft palate fixed. Shenkman had been about to toss the magazine when he noticed a photo in the bottom right-hand corner. Lindgren on the beach. Lindgren, looking handsome, buffly prosperous in his faded t-shirt and Ray Bans. He was flanked by his undeniably hot wife and their two wheat-headed kids. Lindgren hadn't provided his own class note, of course. The accompanying bit of information had been shared by Mindy Sessums, who had recently run into the Lindgren family in Westport, where Lindgren was planning to open the twelfth restaurant in his tapas empire.
Ever since that Sunday morning on the can, Lindgren grinning up at him from the magazine resting open between his knees, something had shifted inside Shenkman. If life was a race, then Lindgren was winning; he had pulled ahead of the pack, with his perfect progeny and his fortune built on $16 quartinos of Tempranillo and $20 small plates of jambon. He, Shenkman, had fallen somewhere into the baggy middle. Everything about him was mid: midlife, mid-career, middling marriage. It had happened slowly, but it was unmistakable. He hadn't made good choices, he now understood. He'd like to slap his own, placid, stupid fucking face. His logic — if had he even employed logic — had been ass-backward. He's made the grave error of being satisfied by the small stuff. The bonus check. The nice car. The right preschool. He'd thought he was moving forward, but he had been standing still. He had slipped behind without noticing.
Before he shuts down the gym for the night, Shenkman opens his laptop — he knows he shouldn't, that no good can come of it, but he can't help himself — and does a quick scan of Lindgren's life. Nothing is really new. The same photos on Google images of Lindgren and his wife at black tie events that manage to look both expensive and bohemian. The same maximum contributions to Obama's campaign. The same Facebook fan page with 7568 friends for an empire which extends from Scarsdale to Armonk to Greenwich to West Hartford. The newest addition — Palermo Soho Westport — is opening the very next night. According to Zagat's, Lindgren has single-handedly brought the culture and flavor of Buenos Aires to New York City's suburbs. There is hardly a neighborhood in Westchester or Connecticut from which one can't make an easy drive to Palermo Soho. The restaurant group's website displays a tasteful slideshow of Argentinian street life, accompanied by Gato Barbieri-esque saxophone. A perusal of Yelp turns up mostly positive feedback. Great service! Amazing wine selection! Five stars!
Shenkman lowers himself to the mat he keeps on the floor for the stretching exercises he's supposed to do, then hunches over the keyboard. Leave a comment? Sure, he'd be delighted to leave a comment. He gives one star to Palermo Soho Scarsdale. He'd give zero stars, but that isn't an option. Mediocre, he writes, then deletes. He can do better. Very disappointing, he types into the comment box. My wife and I expected better. This restaurant has a great hype machine — here he pauses, stopping to think of what might wound Lindgren, should Lindgren himself actually be scrolling through his own customer reviews — but it has no substance. He stops, pleased with himself. No substance. But before he hits the send button, he hesitates. He catches his own reflection in the gym's mirror: a pale, slightly balding middle-aged guy sitting on the floor like a child in his thick white terrycloth robe; he looks away, ashamed. Is there any way — any possible way — that Lindgren can find out that he's behind the comment? No, he decides. It's impossible. Shenkman presses send, and nothing happens. Sign in and create an account? No, thanks. He presses send again. Nothing. This — even this anonymous bit of petty subterfuge — is beyond him.
The following evening, Shenkman flies out of work early. He's been in a fog all day, finding the simplest transactions taxing, unable to keep up with the trading floor banter. He feels under the weather, almost. Like maybe he needs to go home and just get into bed. But once he's in his car, dodging in and out of traffic on the FDR, his energy returns in a great wave, surging, uncontainable. He needs to keep moving. Smooth sailing up the Major Deegan. He tenses his thighs against the seat of his car, then releases. Rolls his shoulders. Grips the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles go white.
By the time he passes his usual exit on I-95, Shenkman's mind has gone all buzzy. He tries to calm himself by listening to NPR, but there's an interview of some kid he's never heard of who's just won the jury prize at Cannes for directing his first film. He switches stations, and now there's an expert on celiac disease opining about the merits of a gluten-free diet. He pictures Lindgren at his grand opening. Judging from the picture in the alumni magazine, the guy looks even better than he did in college. Like life hasn't touched him. He doesn't have mounting credit card debt, or a blind but still-driving father-in-law, or a mother with dementia, or a disappointed wife, or a son whose future is uncertain. Shenkman cracks his knuckles. He's not going to get home in time to take Waldo to his Jujitsu class. Not even close. He should probably pull over and call Alice, but he can't stop. If he stops, he'll lose momentum. If he stops, he'll have to consider what he's doing and where he's going. Instead, he guns it.
Hey, Lindgren. How's it going, Lindgren. Long time, Lindgren. His pulse races along with the car. He doesn't know Westport well. It's about forty minutes north. In fact, he isn't really sure how to get there, and he can't plug it into his nav system, not while the car is moving. Alice is going to be pissed. But she can take Waldo, just this once. On a straightaway, he steers with his knees and texts her. Working late. U ok to take W to Jujitsu?
The whooshy little blip of his outgoing text lifts his spirits. The highway unfurls like a black velvet ribbon wrapped around an unexpected gift. No Jujitsu. No standing with the other parents — he has nothing to say to them — while they watch their kids tumble and spar like a litter of preppy puppies. Waldo, the runt. Always on the margins. Waldo, who makes jokes the other boys don't understand. It kills Shenkman, when the boys turn away from his son. He takes some small comfort in the fact that Waldo doesn't seem to mind. But Shenkman minds. On the way home, he coaches Waldo: don't stare at the ceiling like that. Stop pulling at your bottom lip. Don't do that weird thing with your tongue.
By the time Shenkman gets off the highway and finds the Post Road in what he hopes is Westport, it's dark. The downtown, such as it is, is deserted. Luxury chain stores closed for the night. He drives ten minutes — all the way to Norwalk — before he realizes he's going in the wrong direction. Doubling back, he nearly rear-ends the car in front of him. Finally — just as he's about to give up — he spots a tasteful sign for Palermo Soho Westport in an upscale strip mall off the main drag. It's next to a cheese shop and salumeria, presumably also owned by Lindgren, with dried sausages, prosciutto and wheels of manchego sweating in the window. The ornate wooden doors of the restaurant are propped open with enormous ceramic planters. A few revelers in cocktail dresses and sports coats are sneaking smokes on the sidewalk.
Shenkman makes his approach. Each tall, fair-haired man he passes morphs for an instant into Lindgren. Shenkman's heart thrums irregularly in his chest. He would know Lindgren better from behind. For two years, they were on the same boat. Lindgren, the stroke, was closest to the coxswain. His stroke set the pace. And Shenkman, rowing in the seven position, focused solely on Lindgren's damp white t-shirt clinging to his back, those thick muscles, his ropey arms, hair whipping in the Winnipesaukee wind. Drive, release. Drive, release. Intent on the coxswain's commands: Bow four, back it down! Number three, hands down and away! Timing his every stroke to Lindgren's.
He wants only to say hello, he tells himself. To see up close the tangible result of a lifetime of good fortune. Because that's what it is, he's decided. Certain people — namely, Lindgren — get more than their fair share. Somewhere along the way, luck — or the lack thereof — becomes immutable. It hardens and calcifies like a diseased artery. He, Shenkman, is not lucky. Oh, he can work hard, do all right. He can eke something decent out of this life of his. But he's not Lindgren. He can't alter his position. It's as fixed as the cosmos, and as predictable. He's not, as Waldo would put it, ever going to go supernova. He's just a garden variety bit of space rock.
He scans the crowd. A photographer is darting about, stopping certain people who pose and smile: a woman with excellent teeth; a man in a pink, open necked shirt with a white collar. In the cavernous dark of the restaurant, the camera flashes. The music is loud, heavy on the drumbeat. The banquettes are covered in faded red velvet, low tables scarred with candle drippings. Ornate chandeliers and sconces. The effect is of a place that already has a history, not one that is just opening today.
Shenkman's heart knocks against his chest. His breath is labored. He finds a waiter, downs a glass of wine in three gulps, then takes another from the tray. He hasn't eaten much today, and his gut instantly burns. He grabs a handful of marcona almonds from a small dish on the long, polished bar. The green glass chandeliers cast the party-goers faces in a ghoulish light. Behind the bar, the glassware sparkles.
The photographer's flash is now lighting up a banquette in the far corner of the restaurant, and Shenkman knows — before even seeing, he knows — that it must Lindgren, who would never circulate at his own party. Of course he wouldn't. It was the same way in college. Lindgren, his arm carelessly around some girl, who basked in her own chosenness. He always seemed to be laughing, a shark's tooth dangling on a string around his neck.
His blackberry vibrates in his pocket. Alice has sent him a text: No worries. At dojo with boy. She has attached a photo to the text. He taps on it and Waldo fills the screen, tiny and barefoot in his stiff white uniform, flanked by two beefy kids. A yellow belt, the color of French's Mustard, is wrapped twice around his narrow waist, marked with vertical black lines signifying progress towards the next color — orange, he thinks. These kids look like big, galoomphing oafs, their reddish faces offset Waldo's pale visage like two garish bookends holding up an elegant pamphlet.
Something inside Shenkman swells. He pictures his boy, his old-man brow creased as he shouts the Japanese numerals: Ich Ni San Chi Go! The sensei has taken a liking to Waldo, who — despite his lack of coordination and general spaciness — has mastered an intricate set of Jujitsu commands. Shenkman takes another sip of his drink and tries to breathe. What the fuck is he doing? His boy deserves a father who can take measure of his life. A father who can grasp it all — the complexity, the failure, the imperfection — without ducking or feinting. Drive, recovery. Drive, recovery. All there is to it.
Fortified, he begins to snake his way through the tables and banquettes, until he arrives at the back of a very familiar head. Lindgren is sitting with his wife and kids. The shoulders still wide, longish hair curling against his soft, strong neck. The cuffs of his blue oxford shirt rolled up, exposing an athlete's forearms. Snatches of conversation all around him: tomorrow at the beach; leather trench coat, if you can believe it; sitter's day off.
He stands by the table and clears his throat. The banquette is U-shaped, and Lindgren's back is still to him. He's next to his very pretty wife, a hand resting on her knee. It's she who looks up at Shenkman with the cool, practiced glance of a woman who's used to people wanting things from her. She nudges her husband under the table, points her chin in Shenkman's direction. On her other side, a girl and a boy, around Waldo's age, are bent over an iPhone.
Lindgren turns around. The face is the same. A few crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, but otherwise he is unchanged. Not so Shenkman, who is acutely aware of his balding temples, his sagging jowls, the permanent lines running across his forehead. Does he even look like the same person?
"Lindgren! It's me!"
The wife leans over. "Hi, I'm Laurie Lindgren. And you are?"
Shenkman blurts out his own name. He watches as he comes into focus for Lindgren.
"Oh my god, buddy. I rowed crew with this guy," Lindgren tells his wife and kids.
"Long time," he manages.
"Come sit with us."
"I don't want to intrude — "
"Don't be silly."
Shenkman lowers himself to the banquette next to Lindgren.
"Congratulations. You know, on your restaurants and all."
"Thanks, dude." Lindgren just keeps looking at him with a big grin. "God, I just can't believe it! How the hell are you?"
"Good," Shenkman gives a little shrug. He tries to smile. His face feels rubbery.
"So what are you up to? Married? Kids?"
Shenkman pulls his Blackberry out of his pocket and shows the screen to Lindgren.
"The one in the middle is my son, Waldo. He's nine."
"Hey, look at this, guys."
Lindgren passes the Blackberry to his kids. They put down the game boy and look at the photo of Waldo. Ich Ni San Chi Go! The boy has Lindgren's eyes, and is wearing a frayed rope bracelet — the kind of thing Lindgren might have once worn. These kids, who weren't even specks of dust in the universe back when Shenkman stared enviously at their future father's muscled back, his impressive arms, the aura of his own rightness glowing all around him. These kids — his too — whose future selves are as mysterious as distant galaxies. Anything can happen. Anything, right? Isn't that what he used to believe?
Late last night, after his botched attempt at online restaurant criticism, Shenkman had stood for a long time in the doorway to Waldo's room. Then he rearranged the quilt over his son's sleeping body, bent down and brushed his lips against Waldo's cheek. He lowered himself to a bean bag chair on the floor. His mind was full of a thousand questions: Why do you measure doorknobs? Why do you track hurricanes? Why do you check the clock every ten seconds? Why do you talk about constellations? Why? Why?
"Adorable. What's he into?" Lindgren's wife is asking.
"Jujitsu," Shenkman says. "Astronomy. Time travel."
"Sounds brilliant," Lindgren says. "No surprise there. This guy — "
Shenkman waves him off.
"No seriously — this guy was the wicked smart one. Always figured you'd be doing some crazy-ass thing with numbers, man."
Lindgren's daughter hands the Blackberry back to Shenkman. She's a pretty girl, with an uncomplicated face. It would be easy to imagine her path through life. Its simple, burnished ease. For some reason, Shenkman sees arugula, watermelon, a martini glass with a single olive. His vision is fracturing, the room suddenly kaleidoscopic. Who knows? He knows nothing. Wicked smart. Waldo — of this much he is certain — Waldo breaks every mold. He may surprise them all with his strange, agile mind, his kinetic, unstoppable energy. He takes after nobody. Betelgeuse, he hears that soft voice. Red supergiant.
"You know, I've been rowing again," Lindgren is saying. He leans forward, elbows on the table. "Got this machine called RowPro."
"You might want to look into it."
"I'll do that."
Shenkman pushes himself up from the table. He needs to go. Voices speak as if from a distance. Good to see you, buddy. Hey, thanks for stopping by. He's moving swiftly now. He belongs in the dojo with his wife and son, cheering from the sidelines. The sensei is teaching Waldo throws and kicks and hold-downs. But there's so much more he needs to learn. So much to prepare for. How to stand his ground. How to anticipate an incoming punch. How to bow to another with dignity, even grace. How to break a fall.
Dani Shapiro is the author of five novels and three memoirs. Her newest, Still Writing: The Pleasures and Perils of a Creative Life, is just out.
"Supernova" © Copyright Dani Shapiro 2013.
Illustration by Matt McCann. © Copyright 2013 Matt McCann
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electric saz for a rainy day.
recently when typing my motor coordination seems to be corrupted.
i'm sleeping 3-5 hours a night of broken dreams.
lalala it's raining out and tinnitus is acting up.
electric saz has its benefits and advantages and features.
for example it can be redundant and repetitious.
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the electric saz lalala on a furiously raining day.
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Nina Means
Nina Means is an alumna of the International Fashion Design program at FIT and has designed for Rebecca Taylor, American Eagle Outfitters, and H by Halston for QVC. In 2016, Nina started her namesake label sold in specialty stores and online. As Director of the Austin Community College Fashion Incubator, she is developing a real-to-industry experience that provides students with the necessary educational encounter and technology exposure to work productively in the fashion industry.
The program also provides emerging fashion businesses the support to go-to-market in a profitable manner. As a fashion design and fashion marketing instructor, Nina instructs on product development, production, introduction to manufacturing, technical design and computer illustrative media. She also speaks and serves as moderator for panels on fashion business and technology.
Michelle French
Prior to joining the Fashion Incubator team as Production Coordinator, Michelle was Senior Apparel Designer and Supply Chain Manager for various emerging and established women's, men's, and childrenswear brands.
Her expertise in creating product development and production systems came from her experience managing and working with local and national sewn goods manufacturers. Her passion for sustainability sparked her interest in Supply Chain Management, which gave her greater awareness for the journey her designs would take and their global impact – from the materials used, the people manufacturing them, the people wearing them, and their effect on the environment at the end of their lifecycle. Supply chain has allowed her to hone in on her ability to purposefully design something beautiful and see it through from concept to fulfillment.
Michelle holds a Bachelor of Science in Textiles and Apparel Design from the University of Texas at Austin and a Business Foundations Certificate from the McCombs School of Business. She is a member of APICS and is a Certified Supply Chain Professional. She lives in South Austin with the love of her life and her adorable Miniature Schnauzer.
Michelle Washington
Instructional Coordinator
Michelle Washington is a seasoned fashion industry professional with experience in fashion design, fashion retail, fashion marketing, technical design, and product development. She gained industry experience with companies such as Nike, Polo Jeans, Haggar, Abercrombie & Fitch to name a few.
Michelle earned her Bachelor's in Fashion Design and her Master's in Education. While staying active in the fashion industry as a Fashion Stylist and GQ Insider, Michelle earned 15+ years of credible experience as a fashion instructor for institutions such as the Columbus College of Art and Design, Westwood College and the Art Institute of Austin.
Advisory Board Chair
Enrico Beltramini, PhD
Enrico Beltramini is the founder of Fashion Technology Accelerator, the first accelerator for fashion tech companies (est. 2012), with offices in Silicon Valley, Seoul, and Milan. Fashion Technology Accelerator is a venture firm investing in technologies that are reshaping the fashion and luxury industry. He is passionate about businesses in the fashion and luxury industry, with a broad portfolio of experience that spans private equity, venture capital, and corporate management.
Currently, he is leading venture capital and growth investments in fashion and luxury through TL Holdings. He previously spent 10 years investing in technology start-ups in Silicon Valley, initially as a corporate investor, then as a private investor. Additionally, Enrico served on the Board of Directors for Gucci. He holds a PhD in Business Science from Manchester Business School. He resides in Silicon Valley with his wife.
Tyler Drake, PhD
Dr. Tyler Drake leads the Bioscience Incubator at Austin Community College. He works with entrepreneurs, faculty, students, and other partners to support the biotech economy. Drake has experience developing novel technologies in women's health, cancer diagnostics, and HIV/AIDS research. He has authored scientific publications, spoken at international conferences, and worked with startups as an engineer and consultant. He completed postdoctoral training, received a PhD in biomedical engineering and MS in medical physics from Duke University. He has a BA in physics from McDaniel College.
Patty Hoffpauir
A resident of Austin for the past 47 years and of those years I have owned The Garden Room, a women's specialty store for the past 35+ years. She was trained in the Executive Training Program with Federated Department Stores after graduating from Louisiana State University with a BS degree in Retail Merchandising. She is also a graduate of the UT McCombs School of Business, Community MBA Program in 2000. She serves on both the UT School of Human Ecology Advisory Council and on the Advisory Board of the Dallas Market Center for the past 10 years. As a retail store, she has participated in the UT and Texas State Retail Merchandising Internship Programs. Past contributions have included the creation of a 2-day session to expose Austin area designers to new outlets by bringing industry experts to review work and to advise future success. Other community involvement projects have been the production of style shows for the Ballet Austin and Helping Hand Home and as a committee member of Hospice Austin Beauty of Life annual event. In 2005, the American Statesman named her to the XL Fortunate 500 for Fashion/Business/Charity/Education. Married for 49 years to Corey Hoffpauir, a landscape architect/resort planner, with two children, Juliana and Chase, a wonderful daughter-in-law and now beautiful grandchildren.
Sylnovia Holt-Rabb
Sylnovia is a graduate of Florida A&M University with a Bachelor of Science in Accounting and a Master of Business Administration. She has over 22 years of experience in accounting and financial management through non-profit corporations and location government.
Sylnovia began her career in 2000 with the City of Austin in the Neighborhood Housing and Community Development Department and in 2009 moved to Economic Development Department as the Financial Manager. In June 2014, she was promoted to Assistant Director of Economic Development Department (EDD). Economic Development Department mission is to develop and lead innovative programs that increase the prosperity of Austinites, businesses, and diverse neighborhoods, creating a cultural and economic environment that enhances the vitality of the community through Redevelopment, Cultural Arts, Global Business Recruitment and Expansion, Music and Small Business Program. As the Assistant Director, Sylnovia's purview includes Support Service, Cultural Arts Division and the Small Business Program.
During her tenure as Assistant Director, Cultural Arts Division has been awarded two grants from Arts Place America, $400,000 for the redevelopment of an old tank farm in conjunction with Fuse Box, Inc. and $265,000 for Cultural Asset Mapping. Created an Art in Residency Program for the City of Austin; Launch and implementation of Culture Alive, pilot funding program for ALAANA artists, in partnership with Cultural Ambassadors (also a pilot to assist with outreach and education), which was received with overwhelming interest by the community.
The Small Business Program has also achieved significant accomplishments, developed and held its inaugural class for the FASTForward Program. An intense 12 "shark tank" program for minority owned business; Entered into agreement with Austin Community College for a Fashion Incubator to advance the fashion industry in Austin. Partnered with the Small Business Festival and GBRE to hold an Alibaba pitch session for 14 local companies.
Edward Jones, III
A veteran of the fashion industry with over forty years involvement with many of the most significant retailers and brands. Beginning in retail with the Hartmarx retail group in Dallas/Chicago which operated over 150 retail doors. Departed Hartmarx as a men's buyer to join Neiman Marcus where trained and mentored by the Stanley Marcus team, was a distinguished men's merchant and buyer for five years. From Neiman Marcus and retail moved to NYC to help launch the original Calvin Klein Menswear and a career that specialized in men's & women's apparel, brand licensing, mergers & acquisitions and as an operator:
CEO: Perry Ellis, Sigrid Olsen (Segrets Inc.), GM Design Group
President: Esprit, Calvin Klein
International Licensing Director: Perry Ellis, Calvin Klein
Board: Xcel Brands Inc.
Most recently (past five years) International brand and business strategies, Board member of a NASDAQ company.
Also, non-profit affiliations and work:
1st male member & 1st male Board member of FGI- Fashion Group Int.
President MFA- Men's Fashion Association
Chairman of The Fashion Association
Director of AAFA- American Apparel & Footwear Association.
Ann Kasper
As a senior executive in the apparel industry with a broad-based background in both retail and wholesale. Ann Kasper has had the opportunity to work with both large and small-scale luxury companies, individual designers, vertical mass brands, and small start-ups.
She is highly accomplished in business management, sales direction, marketing, production, and operations. Her strategic planning and entrepreneurial expertise have resulted in growing companies in terms of annual volume, profitability, and brand identification.
With an intuitive understanding of the marketplace supported by research and analytics to best target customers from an Omni channel perspective, having been instrumental in growing several companies in the retail and web divisions and transforming wholesale businesses into international wholesale/retail brands gives Ann the network and expertise to take any business ready to scale to the next level of growth.
Given the global nature of the flexible goods industries, Elizabeth has traveled to no less than 13 countries for business, but somehow always managed to hail from Texas. Some of the towns she has lived in were small, like her hometown of Kingsville or the border town of Eagle Pass, while some rank in the top 10 largest U.S. cities like San Antonio or her current base of Dallas. So, regardless of destination, she always remembers to pack a least a little Texas hospitality into her carry-on.
Today she holds the position of VP, Digital Solutions Community & Ecosystem for Gerber Technology where she is focused on collaboration between Product Management, Sales, Academia and Gerber's Technology Partners to create winning business opportunities for end customers, educators, students, partners and Gerber alike. She also has the honor, stress, and fun of leading Gerber's annual global software conference, ideation.
As an advocate for Gerber's customers, she concentrates her efforts with academic leaders and learners to ensure tomorrow's workforce is prepared with required technology skills and experience. People and things will always need to be clothed and covered, but how and where we produce these items are key areas of interest for Elizabeth.
She is a strong business development professional with advanced skills in:
* Negotiation
* Budgeting
* Product Lifecycle Management
* Operations Management
* Technical Design
* Community Building
* Event Planning
She is easy to find on social media channels like LinkedIn and Twitter where she welcomes your connection.
Ina Midkiff
Ina Midkiff is the Department Chair of Marketing, Real Estate & Finance. She has taught at Austin Community College for over 20 years. She earned a BBA and an MBA in Finance and Marketing from Tarleton State University. Over the years she has served as Division Chair of Business Studies Division, Department Chair of Management, Associate Dean at Cypress Creek Campus, Assistant Department Chair of Marketing, Fashion Merchandising, and Real Estate and served as an officer of Austin Community College's Faculty Association. She also has had several consulting jobs for small Internet companies. She teaches Advertising, Marketing, and Financial Management courses.
She received the ACC Teaching Excellence Award for the outstanding full-time faculty member (2004-2005) of the year in May 2005. She was the 2002 Piper Professor Nominee from Austin Community College. In 1991 she received the NISOD Teaching Excellence Award at ACC and has been nominated several times as the outstanding full-time instructor at ACC by the Phi Theta Kappa student association. Her professional affiliations include Texas Community College Teachers Association and the Southwestern Administrative Disciplines in Marketing.
Kristopher Robin
Kristopher is the owner of Stitch Texas, a one-stop apparel development and production company in Austin, Texas, that specializes in developing and launching emerging designers through education, technical design and sample development, all the way through production.
Throughout his years of experience working in the apparel manufacturing industry, Kristopher has gained experience in a wide range services and skills including product development, materials sourcing, factory operations, industrial cutting and sewing, apparel CAD systems and technologies, and project management. Kristopher is passionate about the revival and growth of domestic apparel development and manufacturing and continuing to offer fair living wage jobs to his team while they continue to take their clients' ideas and dreams and turn them into a reality.
Lorena Serrano
Lorena Serrano is the Marketing Manager within the Footlocker Organization focusing on the Footaction Business during her tenure she will connect the brand and make meaningful connections. Develop and execute insight driven work. Enhance the brand's visibility and performance across different consumer segments (general, multicultural, youth, lifestyle).
Lorena is creative, seasoned, cross-functional, multilingual (English & Spanish) award-winning marketing executive with 10+ years of progressive experience in brand planning, market research, campaign development and production, creative services, experiential marketing, and sponsorship activations. Extensive work is executing large-scale initiatives for Fortune 500 companies across various sectors such as retail, fashion, telecommunications, spirits, gaming, sports, and consumer packaged goods.
Isabella Taylor
Isabella is the Founder and CEO of her design and lifestyle fashion brand founded in 2011. She has been featured in numerous magazines including Forbes, Entrepreneur, WWD, Elle, Teen Vogue, Seventeen as well as appeared on several national TV shows such as Katie Couric, The Today Show, Steve Harvey and news shows on FOX, MSNBC and CBS. Additionally, she has given inspirational talks at TEDxHollywood and TEDxJanPath in New Delhi. Isabella has been the recipient of numerous awards that include Fast Company's "100 Most Creative People in Business", Entrepreneurial Rising Star from the Austin Chamber of Commerce, Emerging Woman-Owned business of the year from the
Texas Governor's Office, Latina Magazines "30 Under 30", Emerging Designer from WWD, and the "Dreamer Award from the National Retail Federation to name a few. Isabella has partnered with Pottery Barn Teen to produce the Summer 2017 bedroom art studio collection. Her clothing was previously sold at Nordstroms but you can now find it online on her website (www.isabellarosetaylor.com). She graduated from Parson's School of Design in 2017 and is currently studying Global Business
and Management at NYU while running her business. Outside of art, fashion and college, Isabella enjoys making vegan desserts, working on her Pilates certification and traveling.
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Warm, fuzzy, proud to be Canadian citizens likely haven't heard the term "ProFunc". Prominent Functionaries of the Communist Party was a top secret program of the Canadian government and RCMP (Royal Canadian Mounted Police) to identify, monitor and plan for internment of Communists, Communist sympathizers and their families. In 1950, RCMP Commissioner Stuart Taylor Wood spear headed ProFunc, complete with arrest document C-215; a form filled out with information on 16,000 "Communists" and an estimated 50,000 "sympathizers". These citizens were often under surveillance – form C-215 included details far beyond name and last known address. Details like "possible escape routes from residence" were required on each and every arrest document. Regularly updated and kept on file in RCMP headquarters across the country – citizens were oblivious to the consequences of a ProFunc crack-down.
Great care was taken; not only to maintain secrecy, but to practice for that day when the hammer fell. Any unsuspecting citizen with the unfortunate luck of a C-215 on file, faced a possibility of arrest and detention without formal charges, separation from family members, solitary confinement, strict rations of food, and standing orders to shoot if they tried to escape. This was Canada, from 1950 until 1983 – a matter taken most seriously by bureaucrats on a secret mission, unencumbered by matters of human rights or legality – I doubt they grasped the irony of their actions.
Canada's Solicitor General, Robert Kaplan put an end to ProFunc in 1983. It wasn't until January of 2000, when Canadian Press reporter Dean Beeby broke the story of ProFunc's existence, that those listed finally understood why they always felt they were being followed. Profunc cared little for details such as duly elected representatives or status – Tommy Douglas, leader of Canada's New Democrat Party, had a fat C-215 file – the slightest hint of "civil unrest" could have put the father of Canadian social medicine behind bars.
Understanding Cold War hysteria isn't difficult – grasping the scope of "big brother" in terms of modern technology, is a sobering thought. Pondering the reality of ProFunc, a nasty piece of business conducted within the back rooms of my nice little country, serves as a wake up call. If any government decides the "end justifies the means", we are powerless – human rights, code of law, due process – chuck them out the window. Holy crap indeed.


In January 2007, as the field of candidates started to gel, the DNC sent out at least 23 press releases targeting Republican presidential prospects. Mitt Romney, whom the DNC tagged "smooth talking Mitt," led with seven, followed by McCain with six. Some of these releases are pegged off events such as a candidate entering the race; others highlight articles that cast the candidate in an unfavorable light. Additionally, on Jan. 12 the DNC inaugurated its "GOP '08 Watch: A Weekly Look At The Potential Republican Candidates;" the first release contained nuggets on Romney, McCain, Giuliani, Huckabee, Gingrich, Gilmore and Brownback.
Examples of early releases on McCain, Giuilani, and Romney.


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Posted on Sunday, January 5, 2020
Hello World!!!
Happy New Year (and Merry Christmas since I missed that…)I took a sabbatical from blogging while I launched my debut novel Destination Wedding but I'm BACK now! I will tell you more about that launch in another blog post, but in the mean time, let me focus on the goal of this blog – blogging the cross section of faith, relationships and pop culture!
So much has happened during my month away and even in these first days of this New Year and I will get to that – but slowly as I get back to my mostly twice a week blogging schedule. In the mean time, as I get back into blogging shape (LOL), I'm back with my monthly roundup of blog posts and or magazine articles for black Christian women. Below is my Top 10 monthly roundup of blog posts and or magazine/newspaper articles for black Christian women for December but you don't have be a black Christian woman to to check them out. As usual, let me know if you like my list! Enjoy and share!
1. Miss World's Win Means Five Black Women Now Hold the Top Pageant Titles — a Historic First" by Katie Mettler
Excerpt: The crowning of Miss World 2019 has closed out this year's historic pageant circuit, marking the first time the titles for all five top beauty contests were won by black women. On Saturday, Jamaica's Toni-Ann Singh was named Miss World, joining a 2019 cohort of advocates for prison reform, women's rights and music education who used their platform to address conventional beauty standards: Miss Universe 2019 Zozibini Tunzi, Miss America Nia Franklin, Miss USA Cheslie Kryst and Miss Teen USA 2019 Kaliegh Garris. "To that little girl in St. Thomas, Jamaica and all the girls around the world — please believe in yourself," Singh wrote on Twitter. "Please know that you are worthy and capable of achieving your dreams. This crown is not mine but yours. You have a PURPOSE." See more at: washingtonpost.com.
2. "Another Black Woman Emerges Winner at Miss France 2020 Pageant" by Briefly Team
Excerpt: Another black woman has won a beauty pageant, joining the reign of black queens in major beauty pageants around the world. Miss Guadeloupe, Clémence Botino, was crowned in the 90th edition of Miss France pageant on Saturday, 14 December. See more at: briefly.co.za.
3. "Rosa Parks Statue Unveiled in Montgomery, Alabama on 64th Bus Anniversary" by TMZ
Excerpt: Rosa Parks was memorialized in the city where she was once arrested for refusing to give up her seat to a white person … and where a statue of her now stands tall. The bronze life-size figure was unveiled Sunday in Montgomery, Alabama with the help of Mayor Steven Reed — who recently became Montgomery's first black mayor — as well as Alabama's governor, Kay Ivey. There were other important people there too, though. Mary Louise Smith was on hand for the unveiling as well — she's one of the original plaintiffs in the Browder vs. Gayle case that ultimately desegregated buses in Montgomery a year after Parks was arrested. See more at: tmz.com.
4. "'The Clark Sisters: First Ladies Of Gospel' Trailer: First Look At Biopic On Iconic And Influential Group" by Shadow and Act
Excerpt: Lifetime has released the first trailer for their upcoming film, The Clark Sisters: First Ladies Of Gospel. The trailer was unveiled in a promotional video for the movie, introduced by Kelly Rowland. Emmy nominee Aunjanue Ellis stars as the sisters' mother, Mattie Moss Clark. The sisters are Christina Bell as Twinkie, Kierra Sheard as Karen (her real-life mother), Sheléa Frazier as Dorinda, Raven Goodwin as Denise and Angela Birchett as Jacky. The project is executive produced by Queen Latifah, Mary J. Blige and Missy Elliott. The description: The Clark Sisters: The First Ladies of Gospel recounts the story of the highest-selling female gospel group in history and their trailblazing mother, Mattie Moss Clark. Credited with bringing gospel music to the mainstream, the five Clark sisters overcame humble beginnings in Detroit, enduring abuse, loss, rejection, betrayal and sibling rivalries to achieve international fame as icons of the gospel music industry. Christine Swanson is the director of the Sylvia L. Jones-written script. See more at: shadowandact.com.
5. "Brooklyn Church Evicts Its Former First Lady Before Christmas and Defends the Action" by Nigel Roberts
Excerpt: DITMAS PARK – A dispute that centered in part on how Black churches should treat their pastor's wife came to a legal resolution. The courts ordered the removal of former First Lady Paula Scarlett-Brown, widow of the late Archbishop Roy E. Brown who founded the Pilgrim Baptist Church in Flatbush, from her home that the church owns. While the legal dispute ended, a moral debate continues about first ladies. See more at: bklyner.com.
6. "Angela Brown, Viral Popeyes Chicken Sandwich Mastermind, is Our Internet Person of the Year" by Kahron Spearman
Excerpt: "There's a lot of things that [as a Black person/woman] I'll bring to the table that our team will bring to the table that our clients aren't aware of," she asserts. "I think people think that you can get a moment like this [without] people of color, or Black people. And the reality is you can't. Every community is specific, and you just won't find these moments without people who know how to find them, and know how to respond." See more at: dailydot.com.
7. "Michelle Williams Says You Won't Always Be Everyone's Favorite Person & That's OK" by Taylor Honore
Excerpt: "I've done a lot of gospel, so I'm kind of insecure because mainstream [fans] don't know my voice. And sometimes social media… it's bad when you read the comments. I like engaging with people on social media. I don't want to not talk to the people that are being gracious all because there are some mean ones out there." See more at: xonecole.com.
8. "6 Things To Consider Before Getting Into An Interfaith Relationship" by Shellie R. Warren
Excerpt: Being that I am a marriage life coach, I often get asked if I subscribe to interfaith marriages. Well, being that I am also a Bible follower (not an evangelical by any stretch, but I do strive for discipleship—John 8:31-32), I have to take into account that the Bible has interfaith couples. One that immediately comes to mind is Boaz and Ruth. He was Hebrew, she was a Moabite—there you have it; an interfaith relationship. (By the way, if you read the story, you might change your tune about "I'm waiting on my Boaz." See more at: xonecole.com.
9. "New York City Ballet's 'The Nutcracker' Casts First Black Marie" by Vanessa Etienne
Excerpt: At just 11 years old, Charlotte Nebres has made history. George Balanchine's The Nutcracker opened Friday (Nov 29) at New York City Ballet, and for the first time in history, a Black girl will be playing the young heroine, Marie. Charlotte Nebres was cast in the famous production which dates back to 1954. Charlotte was only six years old when Misty Copeland became the first female African-American principal at American Ballet Theater and recalls being inspired by seeing someone on stage who looked like her, The New York Times reports. Now, Charlotte is a ballerina at the School of American Ballet and will be making a name for herself on stage in The Nutcracker. See more at: bet.com.
10. "Pioneering Black Woman, Who Designs Interior of Cadillacs, Shares Her Road to Success" by Natasha S. Alford
Excerpt: The road to success has lots of twists and turns, but at least Crystal Windham knows how to ride in style. Her artistic talent and creative thinking are exactly what led her to become the first African-American woman Director of Interior Design at General Motors in 2008. While most people think of "interior designers" as style gurus who only beautify homes, Windham does the same for what she calls people's second homes: cars. See more at: thegrio.com.
If you know of any black Christian women bloggers and or writers, please e-mail me at jacqueline@afterthealtarcall.com as I'm always interested in expanding my community of black Christian women blogs and websites. As I noted before, while this is a roundup of interesting blog posts and or magazine and newspaper articles for black Christian women, you don't have to be one to appreciate these pieces .
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Posted on Thursday, August 15, 2019
The Inaugural Black Church Presidential Candidate Conversation Series Will Feature Five Democratic Presidential Candidates in Atlanta Starting Tomorrow!
If you are interested in getting to know the Democratic presidential candidates, you need to get to A! According to the AJC:
Five Democratic presidential hopefuls will converge on Atlanta later this week for a forum with African American church leaders and thousands of black millennials.
U.S. Sen. Cory Booker; South Bend, Ind., Mayor Pete Buttigieg; and former Housing and Urban Development Secretary Julian Castro are slated to speak at the Young Leaders Conference on Friday afternoon at the Georgia International Convention Center.
U.S. Sens. Elizabeth Warren and Bernie Sanders will be interviewed onstage a day later beginning at 11:30 a.m., according to Black Church PAC, which is co-hosting the event. The conference is expected to draw 5,000 African American millennials and will be live-streamed on social media, organizers said.
Mark Moore, Jr., the Atlanta-based pastor who is hosting the conference, said having five presidential candidates in attendance "demonstrates the inherent power and potential of our black church millennials and the unique appeal of our gathering." To read the entire article, go to ajc.com and see the flyer above for more details.
If you are interested in the entire conference, which starts today, see the flyer below….
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Posted on Thursday, June 6, 2019
The Top 10 Blog Posts and or Magazine Articles for Black Christian Women in May 2019
Happy June! I'm back with my monthly roundup of blog posts and or magazine articles for black Christian women! So below is my Top 10 monthly roundup of blog posts and or magazine/newspaper articles for black Christian women for May but you don't have be a black Christian woman to to check them out As usual, let me know if you like my list! Enjoy and share!
1. "For the First Time in History, Miss USA, Miss Teen USA and Miss America Are All Black" by BOTWC Staff
Excerpt: We already know that Black is beautiful, but for the first time in history the top beauty pageants in the country have simultaneously elevated this truth. Three Black women are currently wearing crowns as the 2019 Miss USA, Miss Teen USA and Miss America. When Cheslie Kryst's name was announced as Miss USA on Thursday she completed the historic trio with pageant winners 2019 Miss America Nia Franklin and recently crowned 2019 Miss Teen USA Kaliegh Garris. See more at: becauseofthemwecan.com.
2."Ciara Finally Lets Us In On The Prayer That Led Her To Russell Wilson" by Taylor Honore
Excerpt: Since Ciara and Russell Wilson got married in 2016, single women everywhere have been scouring the church pews in search of the fateful prayer the 33-year-old "Level Up" singer said in order that to secure the man of her dreams, and sis finally gave up a sip of the proverbial tea. See more at: xonecole.com.
3. "Searching For A New Church Home? Here Are 6 Things To Consider" by Ashley Hobbs
Excerpt: You've visited twenty different churches but none seem to fit. Some Sundays, you're excited to get up, get dressed and go search. Other times, you'd rather pledge membership to Bedside Baptist and call it a day. But there is a tug at your spirit. Your desire for faith community is growing by the day and YouTube sermons are starting to feel supplementary at best. You want to experience God corporately in a way that not only transforms your life but others' lives through you. I'll say this: Sometimes you find what you want by experiencing what you don't. Finding the right church home is an important search and it takes time, trial and error, and a discerning heart to find a community that speaks to you. A faith space in which you can grow, serve, and thrive. See more at: xonecole.com.
4. "All-Black World War II Women's Battalion To Be Honored at Memorial Day Parade" by Andrea Cambron
Excerpt: The Women's Army Corps, created by President Franklin D. Roosevelt on July 1, 1943, included a little known battalion of African American women. Nicknamed "Six Triple Eight," the unit of 824 women traveled overseas to England and France where they were tasked with handling, sorting and delivering an immense backlog of mail destined for and sent by U.S. forces. Women of the Six Triple Eight ran their own mess hall, hair salon, refreshment bar and other recreational facilities. When the unit's military police were denied firearms, they instead trained in jujitsu, an effective alternative in keeping intruders out of their compound. See more at: wtop.com.
5. "Nigerians Celebrate Leah Sharibu's 16th Birthday, Demand Her Release" by Samson Folarin and James Abraham
Excerpt: Sharibu was among the 112 schoolgirls abducted by Boko Haram members at the Government Girls' Science and Technical College, Dapchi, Yobe State, on February 19, 2018. While most of the victims were released, she was reportedly held for refusing to deny her Christian faith. On Tuesday, May 14, Nigerians took to different social media platforms to mark her birthday as they demanded her release after 449 days in captivity. See more at: punchng.com.
6. "'God Has Been Calling Me Here:' First Female, Black Episcopal Bishop in Colorado Talks Her Past and the Church's Future" by Allison Levine
Excerpt: For the first time in history, the Episcopal Church in Colorado will be led by an African-American woman. On Saturday, the church hosted the ordination and consecration of Kym Lucas as its 11th bishop. She is both the church's first woman bishop and first black bishop. See more at: 9news.com.
7. "Unita Blackwell, Civil Rights Pillar and First Black Woman Mayor in Mississippi, Dies at 86" by Adam Ganucheau
Excerpt: Unita Blackwell, the sharecropper who later became the first black woman mayor in the state of Mississippi and advised six U.S. presidents, died Monday at age 86. Her son Jeremiah Blackwell Jr. told Mississippi Today his mother died Monday morning at a hospital in Biloxi after a long battle with dementia. See more at: mississippitoday.org.
8. "How Black Women Championed Demands for Reparations" by FM Editors
Excerpt: Sojourner Truth also demanded reparations for slavery through land redistribution. Following the end of slavery, during Reconstruction, Truth argued that slaves helped to build the nation's wealth and therefore should be compensated. In 1870, she circulated a petition requesting Congress to provide land to the "freed colored people in and about Washington" to allow them "to support themselves." Yet, Truth's efforts were not successful. US former slaves got no land or financial support after the end of slavery. See more at: faithfullymagazine.com.
9. "Uzo Aduba To Play Shirley Chisholm In FX Limited Series, 'Mrs. America'" by Wilson Morales
Excerpt: Mrs. America tells the story of the movement to ratify the Equal Rights Amendment (ERA), and the unexpected backlash led by a conservative woman named Phyllis Schlafly, played by Blanchett. Through the eyes of the women of that era – both Schlafly and second wave feminists Gloria Steinem, Betty Friedan, Shirley Chisholm, Bella Abzug and Jill Ruckelshaus – the series explores how one of the toughest battlegrounds in the culture wars of the 70s helped give rise to the Moral Majority and forever shifted our political landscape. See more at: blackfilm.com.
10. "This Traveling Library Is Making Sure 'Black Women's Literature Has the Place It Deserves'" by Char Adams
Excerpt: So she kicked off the project by asking friends and family to simply donate a book to her cause. Nearly four years ago, that little girl marked her first trade, and now, Akinmowo has over 1,000 books in what she has named the Free Black Women's Library. Since then, she's set up a collection of books in monthly pop-ups all around Brooklyn, New York. Having graduated from brownstone stoops, the library now functions as a traveling biblio-installation that sets up shop in museums, creative spaces, theaters, art galleries, churches, and festivals. See more at: oprahmag.com.
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Are you looking for a place away from the hustle and bustle of your dorm so you can start your career search? If yes then the Career Center Library is the place for you!
The Career Center Library is a quiet space within the Career Center, located on the 5th floor of Butler Pavilion. It has coffee and tea to fuel your job and internship search. You can use the library's computers to research career options, work on resumes, and apply to positions. Need to print some career-related materials? Print up to ten pages here for free! And don't forget our collection of career resources: over 450 books covering a wide range of career topics. Each book can be borrowed from the library for 7 days and renewed once (either online or in-person). Popular topics include Career Planning, Networking & Salary Negotiation, and Interviewing.
During the fall and spring semesters you can find our wonderful staff of Peer Advisors in the Career Center Library. Peer Advisors review resumes and cover letters for undergraduates in SIS, SOC, SPA, and CAS. Stop by any time to meet with one.
Come to the Career Center Library, enjoy a cup of coffee, and get started on your job or internship search!


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