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Meanwhile, the Central Bureau of Investigation (CBI) has arrested Rajesh Jindal, a General Manager rank officer currently posted at the PNB Head Office in the capital.
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Ернст Га́ртман (, 10 травня 1897, с. Бармен, Сілезія — †3 лютого 1945, Чехословаччина) — німецький бригадефюрер СС і генерал-майор поліції. Під час Німецько-радянської війни у різний час обіймав посаду начальника поліції та СС у генеральній окрузі Волинь-Поділля, генеральній окрузі Житомир та генеральній окрузі Чернігів.

Життя і діяльність
Гартман у 1914 році вступив у прусську армію, у складі якої брав участь у Першій світовій війні до 1918 року. Під час війни він належав до залізничної роти, а згодом до авіаційного корпусу. Незадовго до кінця війни він потрапив у британський полон.

Після повернення з полону Гартман працював інженером у літакобудівній галузі, а з 1925 по 1928 рік — у Китаї пілотом-інструктором китайських ВПС. У 1928–1930 рр. працював інженером у різних європейських країнах, після чого у 1930 році одержав роботу на авіазаводі компанії Junkers, де залишався до 1935 року.

1 листопада 1929 Гартман вступив у Націонал-соціалістичну робітничу партію Німеччини (членський номер 160298), а 24 жовтня 1930 — у СС (номер СС: 8982), де він був приписаний до ХХІ полку СС. 1 жовтня 1932 вийшов з СС за власним бажанням, але 20 квітня 1937 вступив туди ще раз. З березня по серпень 1939 працював у штабі СС регіону Центр. Після його звільнення, яке сталося 18 серпня 1939 з причини зловживання алкоголем, 1 жовтня 1939 його знову зараховують до складу організації.

Під час Другої світової війни Гартман на керівних посадах начальника поліції і СС бере активну участь в масових розстрілах на окупованій німцями території СРСР: з лютого по червень 1943 як начальник поліції і СС у складі Другого полку поліції, з 1 липня по 31 жовтня 1943 — у  Генеральній окрузі Чернігів, з 31 жовтня 1943 до 25 січня 1944 — у Генеральній окрузі Житомир, при цьому з грудня 1943 по вересень 1944 у званні оберфюрера СС на посаді начальника поліції і СС підрозділу «Прип'ять» або «Генеральна округа Житомир [Північ]» (), а з 10 лютого 1944 р. — на посаді начальника поліції і СС Генеральної округи Волинь-Поділля з місцем перебування у Пінську. У серпні 1944 року він досяг свого найвищого рангу, будучи підвищеним у званні до бригадефюрера СС.

У вересні 1944 року його було призначено для особливих доручень начальником поліції і СС регіону Північний схід. Гартман загинув у бою на завершальному етапі війни.

Ще у 1934 році Гартмана було обрано одним з 23 почесних членів Народного трибуналу (надзвичайного суду для розправи з противниками режиму у нацистській Німеччині)

Підвищення по службі
 20 квітня 1937: штандартенфюрер СС (поновлення у цьому самому званні)
 30 січня 1942: оберфюрер СС
 1 серпня 1944: бригадефюрер СС і генерал-майор поліції

Література
 Tuviah Friedman: Die SS und Polizeiführer in der Soviet Union 1941–1944, Institute of Documentation in Israel, 2002, passim. (Sammlung von Faksimiles von Dokumenten zu Hartmann)
 Karl Sauer: Die Verbrechen der Waffen-SS. Eine Dokumentation, 1977, S. 75.

Посилання

Німецькі військовики Першої світової війни
Члени Фрайкору
Члени НСДАП
Бригадефюрери СС
Учасники Другої світової війни з Німеччини
Генеральна округа Волинь-Поділля
Генеральна округа Житомир
Генеральна округа Чернігів
Народились 1897
Померли 1945
Загинули в боях Другої світової війни

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Home Cuban Refugee Center Records Page 1
Resettlement re-cap: a periodic report from the Cuban Refugee Center, February 1963
SPONSOR CUBAN REFUGEES
Fulfill Their Faith in Freedom
FEBRUARY   1963
RESETTLEMENT   RE-CAP
A PERIODIC REPORT FROM THE CUBAN REFUGEE CENTER — FREEDOM TOWER, MIAMI 32, FLORIDA
U.   S.   DEPARTMENT  OF  HEALTH,   EDUCATION,  AND WELFARE      —      WELFARE ADMINISTRATION
U.S.  CUBAN  REFUGEE PROGRAM
MARSHALL WISE, Director,  Refugee Center
JOHN FREDERICK THOMAS, Director, Washington, D. C.
J. ARTHUR LAZELL, Deputy Director For Resettlement HARRY  B.  LYFORD, Editor
WILLING CUBAN WORKERS ADVANCE RAPIDLY THE SCORE
Refugees in Miami, over  100,000
Week ending Jan. 25     332
Since January 1961 157,525
Weekly average,last 8 weeks  352
RESETTLED
Since January 1961  53, 974
By Agencies since Jan. 1961:
Catholic Relief  31,337
International Rescue.... 11,957
Church World Service   8,833
United HIAS   1, 847
HOW ARE CUBANS AS WORKERS? | Take it from Paddy Ryan, operations manager of TV Station WYES,
New Orleans, "the accomplishments and contributions of our three Cubans have far outviewed
the original opportunities extended to them." Mr. Ryan's volunteered comments in a letter
to the Center describe Roberto Hernandez, cameraman, (shown in center) as "one of our most
valued employees, with a fine previous experience and a willingness to work." Miguel Reyes
(right), in less than a year, has advanced to chief of the remote mobile operation.  Carlos
Galan  (left)*starting as cameraman, became studio supervisor and is now television director.
Mr. Ryan adds:  "The advancement of these men stands as an achievement due for recognition.
May the Center have continued success in its efforts to help others."
CUBAN REFUGEE PROGRAM HAS WASHINGTON-BASED DIRECTOR
A new title and a new name have come to the Cuban Refugee Program with announcement by HEW
Secretary Celebrezze January 20 that director of the program is John Frederick Thomas.  Heretofore the Social Security Commissioner has had responsibility for the program, without a
Washington-based director.  Mr. Thomas comes from the post of deputy director of operations
for the Intergovernmental Committee for European Migration, and was stationed in Geneva.  He
has worked in international migration and resettlement since 1945.  Under an HEW reorganization plan the Cuban Refugee Program is now a part of the Welfare Administration, newly
designated and with Dr. Ellen Winston named Welfare Commissioner.  Dr. Winston has been director of the North Carolina Department of Welfare.  The Social Security Administration
continues in service under Commissioner Robert W. Ball, without "welfare" responsibilities.
AN EMPLOYER-TO-EMPLOYER RECOMMENDATION FOR CUBAN REFUGEES --
"If there are other firms who desire to help Cuban refugees resettle and at the same time
add to their organizations capable, hard-working and loyal employees, we highly recommend
Cubans to them," according to Mildred and Jimmy Cheshire, who are in the typewriter business
in Macon, Ga.  They felt so strongly on the subject they wrote a letter to the editor of the
MACON TELEGRAPH, who had just editorialized on the subject of helping refugees.  Needing a
repairman and eager to help jobless Cubans in Miami, the Cheshires told of writing to the
Center and deciding to sponsor Gerardo S. Marroz, his wife and small daughter.  They report:
"Mr. Marruz is working out just fine and everyone is impressed with the happiness he shows...
He is learning more English, and his daughter, too, at Bellevue school where she has much
loving care from principal, teachers and pupils...It has been and continues a most happy experience for us...Celebrating with them their first Christmas in the U.S. made ours much more
meaningful...We can testify to the benefits to be shared by both employer and employee."
Title Resettlement re-cap: a periodic report from the Cuban Refugee Center, February 1963
Creator United States. Cuban Refugee Program
United States. Department of Health, Education, and Welfare
United States. Welfare Administration
Subject Refugees -- Cuban -- Florida -- Miami -- 1960-1970
Refugees -- United States
Refugees -- Cuba
Exiles -- Cuba
Exiles -- United States
Assimilation (Sociology)
Genre Newsletters
Coverage Spatial Miami (Fla.)
Collection Title Cuban Refugee Center Records
Series Series 4. Publications
Folder Title: Publications by CRC, Resettlement Re-Cap 1963 Feb-Jun
Full Text SPONSOR CUBAN REFUGEES Fulfill Their Faith in Freedom FEBRUARY 1963 RESETTLEMENT RE-CAP A PERIODIC REPORT FROM THE CUBAN REFUGEE CENTER — FREEDOM TOWER, MIAMI 32, FLORIDA U. S. DEPARTMENT OF HEALTH, EDUCATION, AND WELFARE — WELFARE ADMINISTRATION U.S. CUBAN REFUGEE PROGRAM MARSHALL WISE, Director, Refugee Center JOHN FREDERICK THOMAS, Director, Washington, D. C. J. ARTHUR LAZELL, Deputy Director For Resettlement HARRY B. LYFORD, Editor WILLING CUBAN WORKERS ADVANCE RAPIDLY THE SCORE Refugees in Miami, over 100,000 REGISTERED Week ending Jan. 25 332 Since January 1961 157,525 Weekly average,last 8 weeks 352 RESETTLED Week ending Jan. 25 245 Since January 1961 53, 974 Weekly average,last 8 weeks 386 By Agencies since Jan. 1961: Catholic Relief 31,337 International Rescue.... 11,957 Church World Service 8,833 United HIAS 1, 847 HOW ARE CUBANS AS WORKERS? | Take it from Paddy Ryan, operations manager of TV Station WYES, New Orleans, "the accomplishments and contributions of our three Cubans have far outviewed the original opportunities extended to them." Mr. Ryan's volunteered comments in a letter to the Center describe Roberto Hernandez, cameraman, (shown in center) as "one of our most valued employees, with a fine previous experience and a willingness to work." Miguel Reyes (right), in less than a year, has advanced to chief of the remote mobile operation. Carlos Galan (left)*starting as cameraman, became studio supervisor and is now television director. Mr. Ryan adds: "The advancement of these men stands as an achievement due for recognition. May the Center have continued success in its efforts to help others." CUBAN REFUGEE PROGRAM HAS WASHINGTON-BASED DIRECTOR A new title and a new name have come to the Cuban Refugee Program with announcement by HEW Secretary Celebrezze January 20 that director of the program is John Frederick Thomas. Heretofore the Social Security Commissioner has had responsibility for the program, without a Washington-based director. Mr. Thomas comes from the post of deputy director of operations for the Intergovernmental Committee for European Migration, and was stationed in Geneva. He has worked in international migration and resettlement since 1945. Under an HEW reorganization plan the Cuban Refugee Program is now a part of the Welfare Administration, newly designated and with Dr. Ellen Winston named Welfare Commissioner. Dr. Winston has been director of the North Carolina Department of Welfare. The Social Security Administration continues in service under Commissioner Robert W. Ball, without "welfare" responsibilities. AN EMPLOYER-TO-EMPLOYER RECOMMENDATION FOR CUBAN REFUGEES -- "If there are other firms who desire to help Cuban refugees resettle and at the same time add to their organizations capable, hard-working and loyal employees, we highly recommend Cubans to them," according to Mildred and Jimmy Cheshire, who are in the typewriter business in Macon, Ga. They felt so strongly on the subject they wrote a letter to the editor of the MACON TELEGRAPH, who had just editorialized on the subject of helping refugees. Needing a repairman and eager to help jobless Cubans in Miami, the Cheshires told of writing to the Center and deciding to sponsor Gerardo S. Marroz, his wife and small daughter. They report: "Mr. Marruz is working out just fine and everyone is impressed with the happiness he shows... He is learning more English, and his daughter, too, at Bellevue school where she has much loving care from principal, teachers and pupils...It has been and continues a most happy experience for us...Celebrating with them their first Christmas in the U.S. made ours much more meaningful...We can testify to the benefits to be shared by both employer and employee."
Resettlement re-cap: a periodic report from the Cuban...

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This Greek Roasted Turkey Recipe is so moist, tender, and flavorful! This will be the turkey you make every year!
I'm proud to have partnered with Honeysuckle White Turkey to bring you this recipe.
I know roasting a sizeable turkey can be intimidating, but with a few simple instructions, you can conquer the turkey and serve your family the best turkey you've tasted!
Let's start from the beginning, as roasting a turkey really starts with some prep work. How big should my turkey be? I would figure you need roughly 2 lbs per person. This will certainly depend on your guests and their preferences.
What kind of turkey should you buy? I always start with a Honeysuckle White Turkey. Honeysuckle White Turkeys are grown by passionate, independent farmers whose utmost concern is the welfare of their turkeys and the happiness of their consumers and I know this from first-hand experience as I had the opportunity to meet a Honeysuckle White Farmer in person! Their turkeys are raised with no growth-promoting antibiotics and are raised on family farms by people who absolutely love what they do. You can read more about my experience here.
Honeysuckle White is offering traceable turkeys where you can connect your turkey to the farm from which it came! Find the code on the turkey tag and enter it on the Honeysuckle White website. Bring the farm to table experience to your home; purchase your own Fresh Traceable Whole Bird Turkey this year at a store near you, or at Amazon.com.
After opening your turkey, remove the neck and the giblets (some people repurpose these; I am not one of them) from the body cavity. Rinse the turkey and pat it dry. Place it on a rack in a roasting pan.
Spread butter between the meat and the skin to trap in flavor. The butter can be seasoned in any way; this recipe features Greek seasoning, but I've also done a Cajun Turkey too!.
A touch of olive oil or melted butter can be drizzled over the entire turkey to crisp up the turkey skin and deliver that beautiful golden look.
I do not stuff the bird with stuffing, instead, I like to fill it with veggies and fruit. Not only does this help with flavor, but the vegetables will also add moisture making your turkey extra tender.
If your turkey starts to brown too much, tent foil over the top of the turkey.
At What Temperature Is a Turkey Done?
A turkey is ready when an internal temperature reaches 165 degrees. You need to make sure the thermometer is placed in the thickest part of the turkey. Fortunately, most turkey's come with their own pop-up timers that will let you know when the turkey is ready to come out of the oven.
How Long Do I Roast My Turkey?
The general rule of thumb is to roast your turkey for 15 minutes per pound. Once the turkey comes to temperature, allow it to rest for 10 minutes before carving.
What To Serve with Roast Turkey?
Try serving up this Easy Scalloped Potatoes, Balsamic Green Beans, or Easy Cornbread Stuffing!
Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Lightly coat the rack of a roasting pan and set aside.
Remove the giblets and the neck from turkey, pat the turkey dry with a paper towel and place the turkey, breast side up on the roasting rack.
In a small bowl, combine the thyme, oregano, garlic powder, basil and lemon zest with the softened butter.
Cut a pocket between the skin and the meat. Work the butter mixture in the pocket; working it in between the legs and wings the best you can.
Place the onion, parsley, garlic, and lemons inside the turkey cavity.
Turkey should take 3 to 3 ¼ hours or until meat thermometer reaches 165 degrees when inserted into the thigh. If the turkey begins to brown too soon, place a loose piece of foil over the turkey.
Remove turkey and allow it to stand for 10-15minutes before carving.
Be sure your turkey has thawed completely! Allow 2-3 days for your turkey to thaw. Keep frozen turkey in the refrigerator while it is thawing.
Love the Greek flavors you used for this turkey! Looks delicious!
This turkey looks really gorgeous!


I'm not a Telus customer, and with practices like this I will never be a Telus customer.
Telus has blocked its internet subscribers from accessing a website supporting striking union members. Telus subscribers can't get into Voices for Change, which says it's "a community website run by and for Telecommunications Workers Union (TWU) members."
This is just so damn wrong. Telus, an internet service provider, is blocking access to a website because union members are presenting their company is a less than flattering light. It's clearly censorship and has to be illegal, right? I sure hope so. Either way, it's unethical and more than a little concerning.


The tank first went to war on 15 September 1916 – but it wasn't until 22 November that the British public got their first glimpse of this new secret weapon in the Daily Mirror.
The nation became obsessed with the tank, but no one had any idea what it looked like until The Daily Mirror published the first ever photo of the 'landship' in action at The Somme. The newspaper paid £1,000 for the exclusive – equivalent of almost £100,000 today – to be given to charity.
Daily Mirror, Front Page, 22 November 1916.
At last! Today we are able to publish the first photograph of one of his Majesty's landships, which have been making such successful cruises on the mud on the Somme.
They are the first to be published in any British newspaper… This "juggernaut", this "Diplodocus", to give it but two of the hundred and one names which have been conferred upon it, was seen "galumphing" into action, its progress being best described in the immortal language of Lewis Carroll. The tanks have been at Flers – one "led" the men down the High Street – and many of the important battles of the great "push" in France. Before them barbed wire becomes as limp as macaroni, while they mow down trees and pass casually over trenches, dealing out death as they go.
The tank in the photo was Tank C5 – nicknamed Crème De Menthe. It was under the command of Captain Arthur Inglis and the crew survived this first attack having achieved their objectives: destroying an enemy garrison and machine gun nest. Inglis also won a DSO for his work that day.
You can see the world's only surviving Mark I tank at The Tank Museum in our Trench Experience. Hear David Fletcher on the Mark I in Tank Chats here.


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Nissan Stadium is een American football stadion in Nashville. Het stadion opende zijn deuren in 1999. Vaste bespelers zijn de Tennessee Titans. Openingswedstrijd was een wedstrijd van de Titans tegen de Atlanta Falcons.

Voormalige namen van het stadion waren Adelphia Coliseum (1999-2002), The Coliseum (2002-2006), en LP Field (2006-2015).
De 'LP' in de naam verwees naar het bouwmaterialen fabrikant Louisiana-Pacific die $30 miljoen had betaald voor het naamrecht voor een periode van 10 jaar.

Ook de voetbalclub Nashville SC speelt sinds de promotie naar de Major League Soccer in 2020 haar thuiswedstrijden in het stadion.

CONCACAF Gold Cup
Tijdens de CONCACAF Gold Cup van 2017 en 2019 was dit stadion een van de stadions waar voetbalwedstrijden werden gespeeld.

Externe link
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Footballstadion in de Verenigde Staten
Sport in Nashville
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August 8 and 29, 2010
At his cabin in Red Feather Lakes, Colorado
Interview and transcription by Linda Bell
[Interview available as PDF file]
Gene Barker
From Iowa though Idaho to Red Feather Lakes
A Family's Own Range War
Boyhood Memories
War and Post-war Years
A Life, a Business, and a Home Based in Red Feather Lakes
Rabbit Creek Diamond Mine Project
Not the "Retiring" Kind"
Photos of the Mill
Historic Photos of Gene Barker
Gene and Pat Barker's former home and construction headquarters in Red Feather Lakes (1950-1980), now Ponderosa Realty
A tour through Red Feather Lakes with Gene Barker, August 29, 2010
From Iowa through Idaho to Red Feather Lakes, Colorado
I've lived in Red Feather since 1935 and I like to say that Red Feather was 11 years old when I moved here, and so was I. We moved on to the Wagner Ranch south of Red Feather. The road off the Deadman Road that goes to the center of Red Feather Lakes was just a little trail at that time and I used to ride my horse up the trail from the ranch to get the mail at the center of Red Feather.
In fact, it was one of the times I got shot at, I guess. I was going up through there and all of a sudden I heard a bang up in the woods, and zoom, a bullet went by my head somehow or other. I kicked the old horse and we left those premises pretty quick. I have no idea who fired that shot. Why or anything – target practice or just scaring me or what. But it scared me to death.
I was born in Iowa, my people were from Iowa. I was born November 20, 1924, in Des Moines. My dad worked for the State of Iowa and when Roosevelt was elected on that big Democratic landslide, my dad was let go from the political job he had – he was a scale tester type of guy. We lived there for a while and he tried this and that and nothing was working very well. My folks decided to start over again, so they moved to the panhandle of Idaho, just south of Bonner's Ferry, Idaho. Just three of us moved from Iowa.
My parents bought a place up there. My dad learned how to use a broad-ax because he hewed ties for the Spokane International Railroad that ran through there. We wanted a house of our own, so my dad hewed the floor joists, the rafters, the logs, everything to make that house. A good neighbor had a little bell-sawmill and they used it to get the boards to sheet up the floor and roof. That's how we got our home in Idaho.
While we were living in Idaho, all of a sudden we heard from my grandfather, Leroy West on my mother's side. He had bought the Wagner Ranch here in the Pine Valley. He got in touch with my folks and asked them if they would like to come and run it and become part-owners of it. They made a deal and they each would have so many cattle, and so on. That's how we ended up here.
But my folks got into a big rhubarb with (Leroy West), and that was one of the few range wars we ever had up here in Larimer county and in Red Feather. My grandfather and my folks got into a squabble about how they were going to split the hay crop. My grandfather went and hired Ben Scott who had the ranch down below our ranch, where the two little lakes are now. He hired them to go put up the hay from our ranch. The division fence goes between the two ranches and is still there. My mother, Melba, went downtown to see a lawyer to see what she could do about it, and she went to see Francer Sarchet, who was one of the leading attorneys in Fort Collins at the time. He told her they couldn't get a court order on a Friday to do anything until the weekend was over. She said, "Well, they'll have all that hay up by then." And he told her, "Well, you'll just have to stop them."
There was a family up here who had eight or nine kids in it – all boys, the Boss children. They lived up there on that high rock pile just south of Ramona, between there and Red Feather Lake. Half of them were working for Ben Scott and the other half was working for my dad and mother. My folks decided they would just go down there with guns and crew and just hold them from coming over the division fence, which they did. There's a little rock pile on the east side there, and a rock pile on the west side, which was our side, and our people all lined up there with shotguns and rifles, and his people lined up on the other side below the line with Bosses, Barkers and Scotts all there. When the time came time to start haying, they came out – and Ben came out in the open first by himself, because they knew something was going on – so he walked over to the fence and my dad walked down and they met each other, and they had a talk. They reconciled the fact that there would be no hay put up that weekend. And years later, Ben said, "I didn't mind going down and seeing R.V." – what they called my dad, his name was R. V. Barker – "but I was scared to death of Melba up there in the woods. I thought she might shoot me."
In the meanwhile, here I was back at the ranch, and everybody was down there. Here I am, just a kid, up at the ranch, and my eyes are wide open because I don't know what's happened – all these people leaving, with all these guns and so on. I was afraid they'd come around and make a back-end attack. I was glad when that day was over! I was probably about 13 at the time, plus or minus.
To this very day, if you drive down the (Red Feather Lakes) road, the West Lake School was on the north-south line between those ranches, it comes out close to where Ponderosa Realty is now (across the highway). West Lake School, where I rode horseback to school, was on the south side of the road on the east side of the fence. If you look on down that fence, you'll see the old stacker still setting there. They put the stacker on one side of the fence, so they'd bring the hay up and push it up and pile it on the other side. That's how they got it from one property to another. That old stacker sits there to this day.
One of the pictures I have was the ranch house I was brought up in. My dad was R. V. Barker, Rollin Valentine Barker, and my mother was Melba. She used "West Barker," her maiden name, as her middle name. My grandfather West owned the 12-mile Store on the Brighton Highway out of Denver for years.
South Lone Pine Creek Valley with hay stacker in background between the old Ben Scott Ranch and R.V. and Melba Barker ranch lines.
Fence line dividing the two ranches in the South Lone Pine Creek Valley.
I rode an old buckskin horse we called Fox to school every morning. We had a little hay in the barn and I kept him in the barn all day and then I rode him home at night. I always said that horse was smarter than I was because I don't know how many kids he'd taken down there in his lifetime, but he knew the way, and on a bad day, you just pulled your stocking cap down over your head and kicked him in the flank, and when he stopped, he was at the barn door at home.
I'd have to think of who my school teachers were. I remember the two women who ran the telephone exchange – Alice Gleason and Dorothy Scott, in fact she was Ben Scott's estranged wife. The school went one through eight (grades). There were the Wickershams. Their father was the caretaker of Parvin Lake. And the Boss family children, and there was a Foster there, not Fred Foster, but one of his sisters, and myself – I'm an only child. That's the reason I'm so perfect … and so bad, I might add.
In terms of our living conditions, we had Coleman lanterns in the house, which used white gas, and a kerosene Aladdin Lamp – those type of things. After a while we bought a "farm light plant" from Montgomery Ward. That's how we got our electricity. It was a 32-volt type of thing instead of the 110 you get now. With that, we had lights and could run a radio and things like that. Our house was also piped for gas, so we could also have gas lights – carbide they called it. We hooked that up just briefly though and there was some little problem with it, so we decided – my parents – decided it was just too risky to take a chance on. That's when we started getting the other things, like the light plant.
I used to have the upstairs of our ranch house as a bedroom. We had a pipeless furnace so it was warm up there. When the REA came in (in 1950), it was a panacea for the whole area and quite an improvement for Red Feather. It not only quote, "put us back on the map," but it just made it possible for people to come up here and have water and services and that sort of thing.
I can't tell you who originally built the Barker Ranch house – I don't know – it was a log house. I know who owned it before we did, but I don't think they (Wagners) built it, I think it was there prior to that. There wasn't much of a history back then…. My mother sold that place. I wanted it in the worse way, but I couldn't afford it. So she sold it to the Roths. They're the ones who put the addition on to the north side. They called her K.G. because that's what her initials were – and she was the heiress to the Curtis Publishing Company, she had a lot of money to do what they liked to do. That new part of the house was added on to the original part. They hired me as a contractor to put the addition on.
We milked cows there on the ranch. I pointed out that old separator to you; I got the job of running the separator because my mother sold, or my folks, sold cream. We had a half a dozen cows that we milked and I got my stint in on learning how to milk cows. Anyway, I used to run the old separator and we had cold water coming in from the spring into some big old concrete tubs that were there to cool the milk, old laundry tubs, we sold milk by the gallon there. People would come down with a jug and we'd dip out milk and fill their jug. I think it was 25 cents a gallon. Then one time, we decided we'd expand that a little bit. As a kid, I didn't have anything to do so I ran a little milk route around Red Feather with a horse and buggy and sold it to people around the lakes. I sold milk to Ray Stenzel up there on the hill in the blue cabin, and all the way around Hiawatha. I had a regular route here. That lasted for a while.
When I was a kid I liked to trap and fish, and just run around Red Feather. There was a young bunch of kids around. Once in a while we'd go ring the church bell, crawl up on the roof and ring it Saturday night. One of the kids, Hugh (Bud) Drake, became a big patent attorney.
I broke my wrist just about the time I was going to go to high school. I didn't think I was going to get to go, and all of a sudden my folks found a way to get me boarded out down in Fort Collins. I went down and boarded, and I boarded out until about my junior year, then I started taking care of myself very well. I got a job and I rented a room downtown, and did this, that and the other…. I kind of grew up on the loose side of Fort Collins in 1941, `42. You know, when you're a kid you have a wild time. I never got thrown in jail!
My folks told me, "If you get thrown in jail, that's where you're going to be because we can't afford to get you out." The same with driving – "we don't have any insurance, don't have a wreck." That impressed me and I understood it, so I was pretty careful. I had a souped-up old `36 Ford coupe with a type of rumble seat and a fast motor in it. I never got a ticket either. Anyhow that's how I went through high school.
I made doughnuts to get through school. The family where I was boarding would wake me up at midnight and I'd try to go to bed at four o'clock in the afternoon, which is tough for a high school kid to do. Then I'd work the doughnuts until it was time to go to school. I was the only kid in Fort Collins High School that smelled like a doughnut consistently. The family where I was boarding, the Strongs, made the doughnuts…. My dad paid my room and board when I first started to school by going out into the woods and getting wood. The old boy, Strong, who run the stage up (to Red Feather) would bring up milk, bread, and all the perishables from town up to the stores and then he'd take a load of wood down and sell it. That's how my dad paid for my board until I got a job. One of the Strong boys was the one who run the doughnut shop.
I came back up to Red Feather on the weekends, unless I was working on something, and I'd help my dad.
My dad ran all the water up here, that's how I learned all about the water. We'd take shovels and go shovel the snow out of the intake ditches. We were the only ones that had a telephone because the ditch company needed to get a hold of us when the water priorities come in. Since he needed to work on the ranch, when a call would come in to move or shut off water, I got on a horse and took care of the water because I was the one that was running the water around. In fact I still run the water in Red Feather today.
There were always a couple of stores up here – the two present ones, Hilltop, used to be Wallace's, and the one down below, used to be Hastings', then Ted Dunning's. Now it is the Trading Post. Over by West Lake, where the other one is, that happened much later. There was a restaurant-café – but my mother wouldn't allow me to go into it because they served liquor. Ted Dunning had a real estate thing, and that was about it. Later, I had my construction and materials business. Then pretty soon, just one thing after another happened. All of a sudden the one they called High Country come along and they built that little nine-hole golf course and put in a water system in around there, and cabins. Now that's the Red Feather Road House. When you're in Red Feather you kind of learn to cope with what's here. (Recently) they were talking up there at the Pot Belly – they have to pay insurance, and do everything that everyone else has to do down in Fort Collins and so on, and they don't see customers like they see in Fort Collins, so things get a little tough. They don't have to complain to me because I've been there, done that, so I know how tough it is to make ends meet.
During the war I was based at Camp Lejeune, North Carolina, Fort Monroe, Virginia, and I was at Jacksonville, Florida. I was teaching radar and when they decided they had enough radar people, they put me in aviation electronics and I went to Jacksonville Air Station for more training and then San Diego, ocean-side, at Camp Pendleton.
I want to put it on record; I was the only person that went into (military) service from Red Feather. There are a lot of people who say they are veterans from Red Feather, well, they're veterans, but I was the only one from Red Feather. I went into the Marine Corps for three years, `42, `43, `44. I like to think I was half-way smart, and so they put me in an electronics thing and I taught for quite a while. They liked what I did, so they put me through what was the equivalent of a college engineering course, in electrical engineering. I knew a lot about radar. In fact, I thought that's what I would probably do when I got out of the service … that's when it was coming into (passenger) airlines and so on, and I thought I'd become an expert in that type of thing, but life led me down different paths.
After my Marine Corps discharge I needed some money so I started carpentering. When I went to high school I took wood shop, metal shop, mechanical drawing, English and mathematics. I was fairly good with construction type things and so I did some construction in California. I had a chance to get in the movies out in Hollywood because I run with that kind of a crowd when I was out there and that's a saga all to itself.
My folks had split up during World War II. I was here in the States, but not here, (in Red Feather). My dad was living … oh I don't know … he wasn't living high on the hog back then. I can't tell you just where, but he was living here around Red Feather somewhere. He finally ended up marrying a gal by the name of Mildred Delavay that run the restaurant and little bar, the Red Feather Café that burned down. Before that, he stayed up and ran the sawmill at the Black Mountain Ranch. He made the first milled house logs in Colorado that I know of. Directly west of Crystal's headquarters is where the Black Mountain Ranch was – it had a big ranch house that was built out of logs that were shipped out of Michigan or Wisconsin. A guy by the name of Dr. Mall built it, and he stocked that thing up. It was one of the finest stocked ranches that anybody ever saw, because every time he operated on, for example, a plumber, he'd take plumbing stuff in as payment for his bills, and every time he operated on someone else, it was some other supply. He had everything in the world there, and he had a sawmill there. The worse thing doctors can do is to buy a table saw or a sawmill, because he fell into the sawmill and cut himself in two. He went to jerk a piece of slab out of there, and, there he was! There have been two guys in this country up here killed that way. The other one was over at the Elkhorn. I can't tell you his name right now. Just a quarter of a mile down the road from the Lady Moon, there's a sawmill and a planing mill in there.
I don't know who owned the Black Mountain next, but I know some people by the name of Floyd, who were rich wheat farmers from western Kansas, bought it. The Floyd family bought it because the father died, and all of a sudden there was a lot of money there, somewhere. They bought that thing to put Richard Floyd on it. Richard was an attorney and he had a little alcohol problem. My dad had a little alcohol problem. Richard married a woman who had a little alcohol problem, and they all lived up there together at that Black Mountain Ranch. Finally Floyd died and then my father and Marion were married, and that lasted for a while, I don't know how long.
My mother stayed on the original ranch until she sold the ranch and then she moved to Colorado Springs. She stayed in Colorado Springs and had a great time down there. She married a plumber. He didn't like the way something happened, and he walked up to her door and shot her, right through the chest. She managed to outlive that. She later married A. J. Beckstead after his wife died. He was an old friend that had the Pinecreek Ranch (later the Stuart Maxwell Ranch). She eventually … lived in one of the assisted living places in Fort Collins so family could peek in once in a while and visit.
(While I was still in California) my dad called and said this place is kind of going bonkers up here. A lot of people are coming in and wanting to build cabins. If you want to come back, I have a cabin here that needs to be built. So I packed up all my stuff in California and I built that little log cabin that sits on the corner of Ramona Lake, right behind the stores. Just before you leave sight of Ramona, there's a log cabin right there. That was the first structure I built after I got back here.
But I got out here and I got so broke, I couldn't go back to California and have my chance in the movies. One cabin led to another cabin and first thing you know, marriage moved into the thing, and all of a sudden I had a home and a business and that was it.
They had a building down on Dowdy Lake they called the DAV Hall that the WWI disabled veterans had built years ago. It wasn't the swankiest building in the world, but it was a building that was good enough for a community get-together and they had a dance floor in there. The community finally got to have it, so they'd have potluck dinners there every so often and we'd have dances and square dances. There was no booze allowed in the hall but there wasn't anything said about what could be in the cars. There was a lot of travel during a dance out to the cars. I got a lot of my education just being out there in the lot. This was after the war and I was back here living. People from Livermore and all over came – it was a "going-Jesse" place – dancing, round, square, anything. All the old timers, ranchers and people came out on Saturday night and they'd have a potluck dinner and then dance. Old Ben Scott played a banjo and someone played a piano, and I don't know what else.
I wasn't married then, not that I can remember, but shortly thereafter. A lot of young kids went too – they enjoyed that square-dancing. I met Pat Olson up here. Her parents were business people in Omaha and so they were all in the same clubs that business people are in, and they knew a guy by the name of Ralph Swanson. That's the father of the Swansons that are on the ranch where I lived as a boy, where you exit Red Feather. He had a cabin up here and he invited my (future) mother-in-law to come stay in the summer, because she got too hot (staying in Omaha). She brought her kids so I started chasing…. That's how I met my wife.
We were married in Omaha in 1950, and unbeknownst to anyone, we were married July of that year before we got married in September. A good friend of mine, Phil Peter, and his wife, Lynn, were the only other people who knew that we got married in Estes Park. People kind of wondered why she was sneaking in and out of my place in the middle of the night. We used to do a lot of wild things.
It ended up that I was in the community here. Pat and I had our four kids here. I built where the Ponderosa is now and had a lumber mill and hardware and ready-mix there. I serviced the construction industry up here, including being a constructor myself. I built the log schoolhouse that's on the east side of Red Feather, the one that's the clinic now. When I did that, I bought the old Westlake schoolhouse. I had a big old bulldozer and I put some skids under the school house and I pulled that thing over the road and down over between Ramona and Snake Lake to a lot in the Ramona subdivision and it's where the schoolhouse sits today. They call it the "little red schoolhouse" in there. A friend I went to high school with bought it, his name is Weldon Phipps. He uses it as a cabin.
"Little Red Schoolhouse" in the Ramona Division
I used to own part of the Alpine Lodge – I and a friend of mine, Ray Higley, who lived across the lake from us. That was a big place. We had a bar there and a motel upstairs, and downstairs we could seat 150-200 people in that place. The Alpine was on Jimmy's (O' Rorke) cabins property. Some people by the name of Metzler got in and started the Alpine up, and there are a million stories with that too. We ended up buying it from Farmer's Bank out in Yuma – it had been foreclosed. It finally burnt down. I still have a bad check for part of the insurance payment that was no good.
I used to own the "Rustic" on the Poudre, and that big fish sign that is there, I bought that and had it put up. Then I also owned the ranch from Rustic clear up past the Elkhorn on the Manhattan Road. The entrance to the ranch was down the road from the Goodell Homestead, about a quarter of a mile (up from) the substation at Goodell (Corner). On the right is the Robinson sawmill and just beyond that was the old fox farm which was on the Elkhorn Road, also called the Boy Scout Road. I remember the Robinson's had a big conical pile of elk and deer horns in front of their place.
I bought the Rustic from Pink Davies. Friends of mine by the name of Hagaman wanted to run it. He was a cook and he run the place for a while, but it was one of those things. There wasn't enough money being made and we kind of broke up. It wasn't a particularly happy time. There were a jillion other things going on at Rustic. I won't even mention that here. New owners came in and tore down that old landmark hotel. Teddy Roosevelt slept there, you know, and the place had original pictures and urns and murals. Since I am a collector I wish I would have saved some of those historic items for myself. I left them there because I thought they belonged there and all of a sudden they got stolen out of there. One of the things I've regretted that I didn't hang on to.
I had a planing mill down where the Ponderosa Realty is now. I had quite an operation there – a planing mill and a lumber yard. I sold all kinds of lumber things, hardware, plumbing and electrical items, anything anyone wanted I got and had it there the next weekend, almost without fail – (just) once in a blue moon when it rained all week I couldn't plane or something, or lumber would be too wet. But between that sawmill and stacking lumber there, I had quite an operation there. Then I ran a "ready-mix" (cement) out of there, earth moving, house building…. We also built Apache Lake up here. If you're in the construction business, you better be doin' something.
I bought the sand and gravel yard down where I am in Fort Collins and I had this business at Red Feather. I had two contracting outfits, I was building that diamond plant over by Prairie Divide, and I couldn't handle all of it and the construction business in Fort Collins. I just couldn't work enough to make up for what wasn't being (done) properly in the others, so I started selling my properties off. Of course the ranch was the first thing that sold … I'd give anything to have it back. Then all of a sudden I made a deal with the people that have the old Rustic now. They bought it and had it, so I didn't have that any more to worry about. And something else happened, and I quit sawmilling and I quit the planing mill and I quit doing a lot of things … life wasn't worth all the trouble.
I've never taken a bullet but I'll tell you what, I've looked down the barrel of a .357 magnum when a guy was talking to me.
There was a man up here by the name of Kagel that also had a sawmill up at the property just beyond where my quarry was (on the Deadman Road). Kagel had a deal with his mechanic that any time there was something broke down, the mechanic was supposed to go fix it. So they had broken down and everyone was idle on a Saturday, so Grover Kagel got the parts and put the word out to the guy that was supposed to do it, to do it. The guy was out rabbit-hunting and drinking and he was mad when he got the word, when someone located him. So he came in to Red Feather. It was kind of a bad day and we were all playing a little pocket pool or something on one of those little quarter tables they had at Steven's Red Feather Café and it was my turn. All of a sudden, the mechanic comes in and he says "You all sit down over there." We did. Someone said, "Gene, it's your turn," so I got up and that's when the guy comes over to me and says, "I told you to sit down, and I meant it!" I said, "I understand; it just happened to be my turn…." He had his (gun up) in the air and then he was coming down when he wanted to make one of his points. I was about eight to ten inches away from the barrel of that gun, and it looked as big as a baseball looking down the barrel of that gun. I thought he was going to shoot me, but he didn't, and I was glad…. So I went over and sat down by a friend of mine, Rittenhouse, right where there was a window, one of those old-fashioned small pane windows. I was going to dive through that if things got tough, but it wasn't necessary. But the guy I sat down beside said after it was all over, "I could have killed you myself – why did you sit down beside me, I thought he might get me." Anyway, things have happened in my life that I don't want to happen again.
I spent a lot of time going over Deadman between here and the Laramie River because I built two big places over there. I built a place for Church Owen, an attorney out of Denver, who consorted with the likes of the Rockefellers, Sun Oil Company and other big entrepreneurs. Once a year for about a week, one of the group would entertain the rest of them. Prior to the year that it was Church's turn, he had us build a fancy log home over there complete with maid's quarters. That was a lot of money for one year's entertainment, but that group of people didn't think anything of it. That was on the Diamond Tail Ranch – 20 or 30 years ago or so.
I also built a new log house for the Wiegnals on the Laramie River about three miles north of the Diamond Tail Ranch. Those trips over Deadman late fall and early winter were hairy. Two different times I found people stranded on the road and took them to safety. They were stranded without gas and no one knew where they were. One guy started a fire in his car to keep warm. They were lucky I came along.
Just as an interesting thing, I had never seen an elk here by the time I was old enough to go into the Marine Corps. Up in the Deadman area, elk moved in during World War II or later. We just didn't have them before that. Number one, they didn't dare show up because he was in the pot, and number two, they just weren't here for some reason. I just don't know. But all of a sudden, after I come back, I started seeing them. It's possible they were reintroduced.
But one of the amusing stories about the Laramie River is that one day I got a call from the sheriff in Laramie, Wyoming, and he said, "We've got a guy over here, Mike (Rattlesnake Jack's son) Brinkhoff , and he said he knows you. We caught him on a stolen horse and we've got to put him in jail, but I can let him go if he can prove he has a job somewhere and gets out of Wyoming." He lost his job and was walking to Laramie, saw this horse in a pasture and took it.
I said, "Why sure – I know Mike, he's a good worker, I'll vouch for him and hire him when he comes back." We made our arrangements so that happened and everyone got the word. So Mike got out of it and he come back and we put him to work. That was about the time Fox Acres was starting up and I was just busier than a bumble bee, so I had Mike and another guy digging out a spring and getting ready to make a water system. It wasn't the easiest work in the world, but anyhow, I went over to check how they were doing and they were just sittin' there. I talked to them for a few minutes when I said, "Well, I suppose we better get back to work." And Mike says, "Nope, we're on strike."And I said … "What?" He said, "I'm on strike." He hadn't been on the job a half a day, on this big deal I got for getting him out of jail. I'll never forget that as long as I live. I've been hiring people all my life and we went through a lot of hired hands between here and Fort Collins, and it's the first time anyone ever mentioned the word strike. And here it was, four hours, but we worked something out on the strike to get the job done. He's still around. I haven't seen him for a long time and we're still good friends.
Brinkhoff wasn't the only one who stole a horse. I stole a horse out of a pasture once myself. I was in my 30s and living up in Red Feather. There was a big snowstorm raging, but I needed to get to the bank that day, or so I thought. My car fell off the road near where the wildlife area is and I remembered a horse in a corral not far away. I had a rope with me and made a rope halter, but he wasn't broke. Still, I made it into town on that horse. I got it fed and watered and called up the owner and told her what I'd done.
That was one of the times the county couldn't get up the road without breaking their machinery in the deep snow. That happened in the snows of 1949 too, when it just keep blowing and snowing, blowing and snowing, all winter. Word came up to the village that winter that Freddie Boyle had measles and couldn't work and they needed someone to help them. I went down and parked my truck at Pinetree Circle on the Beckstead Ranch then skied to Boyle's house from there. I was put up in a room until he recovered and I did the chores like feeding the cattle and so forth. They had some kids, but they were still young.
I built the first diamond sorting plant in the Western Hemisphere. I got pretty well wrapped up in the diamond project. The first people we worked for were Superior Oil Company, which was an oil company that wasn't a major company, like they have now, but it was still a big oil company. The guy that owned the company was interested in diamonds. Somehow or other, they got the word on the Sloan property, that there were diamonds up there. The road (CR 82E) going up into that country was just terrible – the worst kind, it didn't have culverts or drainage.
Superior Oil engineers were driving by on College Avenue in Fort Collins and we were tearing down a church, where the Safeway is on Mulberry and College. We were tearing that building down, and it was a miserable rainy dreary day. But we were out there working. They decided, well if those guys work out here on a tough day maybe they'll go up there and work on our project. So they contacted us. I went up there and looked, and they said, "We want to fix this road up." I said, "Do you want to fix this road up or patch it up?" They said, "Fix it up." And so I did. I went in there and I put culverts in that road and it's like it is now.
They really liked that, so they said, "You can probably dig our test holes up here." I said, "Sure." So I started digging their test holes, and I went down and leveled a place where they could put samples and a building. "Can you build a building?" they asked. I said, "Yeah." So I built a building. Before I could build a building, they had diamond sorting machinery coming in from Johannesburg, South Africa. They showed me a picture of the only other one – the first one was being used out in the Kalahari Desert in Southern Africa. I was supposed to go over there and look at it, but I decided I didn't want to do that. I could find out what I needed to know by having a set of plans and looking at the pictures. I talked with an agent in London and he said, "Well, we haven't got a payment on that yet – we don't know whether we want to send you a set of plans up there or not." I said, "I want to tell you something; my name is Barker and I'm an Englishman, and years ago you kicked our family outta there and we come over here, and we've done pretty well." And I said, "You can believe it when I say you'll get paid for those plans." And the guy laughed on the other end of the phone and said, "I'll send you a set." He sent me a set of plans so I could put all the stuff under the floor (the water drainage and electrical systems) before I put the plant on top of the concrete floor. They sent the plant. It was shipped over by boat. Wow, I had never seen stuff like that. That's where I kind of became a millwright. I built things and did things, and put that all together under one roof so you put the ore in one end and the tailings come out the other, and (then) you take the diamond concentrates to the lab for sorting.
The Superior Oil Company was so afraid people were going to spy on them that when I put windows on the north side of the diamond sorting room, I had to put them in at a bias, so you couldn't see in there. They were afraid DeBeers or someone was going to sit on that hill and look down in there. The security was something fierce – they were on duty 24/7. They were stopping people going up and down the county road, for crying out loud. I finally said, "Hey – you cannot do that, that's a legal road. If I was going up and down there and you were doing that, I would have the sheriff chasin' after you." They finally got to listening to what I was saying.
So first thing you know, I built them a building and a security fence and they found out I could put the plant up, and this, that and the other. The guy that they hired to run the plant worked for a minor partner, maybe a 25% partner, of one of the big mining companies up in Canada, but anyway, he was a drunk. He was an English guy, and he'd go and get tanked up. He lived in Fort Collins and he'd have to get up and come up early in the morning, and he just couldn't be drinkin' all night and do that. So they finally got mad about that and the sorting girls were complaining about it, so the big shot come in and says; "Gene, can you run this thing?" I said, "Well, who do you think is runnin' it when he's not here? I start it and I finish it." I said, "You know, I built it." He said, "OK." So the guy was gone the next day.
That was in the 1980s. Superior Oil had a lot of money and one of the gals there that was a diamond sorter had worked down at Niko's (Niko's Catacombs) – down in the basement. So they got so they would go down there and Niko had all that world wine, and they spent money like it was going out of style. Anybody who showed up from anywhere in the world – and we had people from all over the world coming in there to look at this diamond plant – from Australia, from New Zealand, from Africa, Canada. They all went through the plant and then to Niko's for dinner in the evenings. Old Niko made a lot of money off that.
I run that plant until it was shut down. They planted diamonds in the ore to see if we could find them and to see if we were honest. They were not there, but they knew each pile. They'd say, "Take pile 99 next time." They planted diamonds several times, and I always turned them in. Once I was really excited about it because there was one hell of a fine diamond and they were really looking for something like that. I called them down in Tucson and I said, "Boy, you guys need to get up here because I've got something here you'll want to see." They poked around and finally come up a week later. I was all upset they hadn't come and see my diamond, but they knew it – it was a plant.
I had to watch our help to make sure they weren't looking for diamonds in the equipment, in some of the shakers (where) there could be some diamonds laying in some of the little pockets in there. I was getting paid to see that nobody took anything out, and I saw to it. I run a real good operation. I used to say I'd give you better than 99% fidelity. Nobody ever caught me or the plant losing one (diamond).
There's a big diamond mine there in Perth, Australia. Those people had some property in British Columbia and they wanted to run through some samples to check for diamonds, so they sent a guy from Perth to look at this (Colorado) operation. He was a real expert – but when he left, he gave me good marks about our capabilities and they had us do their job; right now. We run that six, eight, ten years. Superior sold out to Mobil Oil – that's where we got our special grease for the diamond sorting screen. They made it up special down in Africa. (Mobil Oil) finally sold out to Falconbridge, up in Canada, and Falconbridge had it for a while. Then they sold it to … Phipke, the guy who was a geologist that checked stream sediment samples. He checked samples and sent stuff (down) to us and then we'd run it there – his company is called Diamet.
Finally BHP bought it. Phipke was the guy that run Diamet. He had a hunch and went up and sampled stream sediment clear up above the Arctic Circle into a lake, and so he decided that's where the pipe was. The material that the diamonds come in is what they call a pipe. It comes in like a volcano and then it quits, and when it quits, it shrinks back down in and forms a little sump on top, so they're always looking for little lakes around because there might be diamondiferous ore in there. They used to fly helicopters up there in Canada in the wintertime. Boy, talk about spendin' money, they spent it. Anyhow, Phipke followed the pipe up there and he drilled that pipe when it was 40 below zero, in the wintertime, and put the drilling cores into canvas bags that were about 4 by 4 by 4 feet high. Then he tied them off and froze them solid. Then they were hauled down to Edmonton until it started to be spring and then they picked them up and brought them down and laid them off at our place. When they thawed out, I called them and told them I was ready to run it, so they all come to the plant. Everybody came and it was a cloak and dagger thing; everybody knew there were diamonds in there. They were very cautious about who looked in there. They didn't even want me looking in there. Phipke himself was up there checking how everything was comin' out.
We saw pictures of what the truck drivers were going through – wolves standing up on the sides of the snowdrifts. The trucks crossed the McKenzie River when it had ice on it. They talked about trucks and caterpillars getting lost going down into the lakes up there – sinking. They wanted me to go up there and work; I didn't want any part of that. That ended up as the biggest diamond mine in the northern hemisphere. That's where the big diamonds are being found.
I found the first stones that were certified to the Rabbit Creek pipe, so it was worth going in there. The stones were close to the Sloan homestead. Finally … we had some machinery that Phipke used and we kept charging by the month for it and finally they decided, well, it would be cheaper if (they bought) it. They offered to buy it from us or give us some stock, and we chose to take the money. The stock was like about 55 cents – it went to $65 and we would have hundreds of shares of the stuff, but that … I don't know whether that was the first time I missed being a millionaire, but it was one of the times. That was just a matter of bad decision. Who knew? Besides, it was Canadian money, 80 cents on the dollar.
When Barker Construction closed the plant, we reclamated the test pits and closed the entrance to the adit that was drilled in to the mineral site. The local people knew what we were doing and wrote us and the regulatory agencies about what a good job we had done. That was quite a kudo for us because they were worried about the looks of the site upon completion.
Not the "Retiring Kind…."
I don't have any worries in the world; we've had some, but things are as they are and you have to face them and go ahead. You can get just as mad as you want, rave and throw things, but when you're all done and you get through, you're right back to square one. My life has been filled with a bunch of those things, and I've learned how to do that.
Here we are in this old house, and some of this house used to be located on the south side of the hill going east, south of Parvin, and it was called "Elliott Hill." This man, Howard Kennedy, went down and tore down the old Elliott homestead that was south of the road. A lot of people don't know it was there. It used to be called "Elliott Hill" but now they call it "Fish Hatchery Hill" or "Parvin Lake Hill." That was the (source of the) original lumber that Howard Kennedy brought up to build his cabin here (on Lake Hiawatha). After that, his wife died, then he died, and (it was) sold. Some other people bought it and they built the mermaid out in front. They built it to look like that mermaid in Copenhagen. She was Scandinavian. Then the people – Ken and Dolly Nelson – fixed the rest of this up. I have done very little to it. I put in this picture window, and that's the view.
When I was 12 or 13 years old, and when I came to know the Elliott's, they were already well established on a ranch in the Livermore area. I believe the Elliott (Dan Elliott, father of John Elliott) that built this may have been part of that ancestry.
I bought this property because I just loved this place.
Janell and I were married on 7/7/07. We were married right there on that little path that comes down from our yard out there. We set up all the chairs up there, there's a picture of that somewhere around here. I'd like to say this about my wife. I brought some girls up here after my wife died and we had a good time fooling around. I'd bring them here and they'd look around and say, "Oh this is beautiful, what do you do?" Well, Hell – this is it, lady! And when I brought Janell up here, she said, "Oh this is beautiful – when are we coming back?" That sold me….
I like to think I'm not completely retired. I own several parcels up here at Beaver Meadows. They had that big auction sale up here at Beaver Meadows this year. It didn't go worth a damn – it just did not go at all. It was a strange auction. When they took a bid, anyone could make another bid at another time, including you. They took everything that was dead and put it into a continuing total amount, so one person could go back and bid the whole thing. They continued taking bids way after all the properties were done. They didn't get a bid on two of ours, ever – the two best lots never got a bid – and finally someone said, "Well, let's put a little something on that one, because that would make it better over here," and so someone bid something on ours, not because they wanted it, but because it made the totals look better. We didn't sell anything. Don Weixelman, I think, sold one thing. I don't think he was happy with that. I don't know, I haven't really talked to Don since. But I've listed my property with a realtor, Gary Weixelman. Gary has certainly been pleasant to work with, and helpful. I'm totally comfortable with him.
My wife noticed that The Forks was being auctioned. She would like to have a bed and breakfast or to do something and she said, "Let's go buy that…." And I told her, "You just don't know how many headaches you could have if you step your foot in that door!" I remember when it was "all you could eat" for $1.25; that old boy made money. He was full all the time. That was the old building. We used to go there from the diamond mine; we'd stop in there and have a beer on our way to town. They had a special target they put up on the wall. They would blindfold you and turn you around two or three times, give you a 22 caliber gun and say "see if you can hit that target." Thank God it was a wall made of boards. The game warden lived right behind there. Someone said, "Well, what if it goes through one of those cracks and kills the game warden?" and they all just laughed. I was pretty careful about playin' that game, but we used to have a good time in there.
The Red Feather Lakes Storage and Irrigation Company we have up here is an entity – a very necessary entity for Red Feather in terms of the recreational and fishing value here. All who are on the board are indebted to the old timers that put up the funds to buy our water rights years ago. We're very careful about who we let in as stockholders. I hope we'll continue that. Dennis Frydendall is going to go off the board soon, and you better believe we'll be looking over our shoulder about who we elect. I feel like that is one of the charges I've gotten in my life, to protect the rights, 40 years ago probably, and that I've always maintained. I'm jealous of these rights we have here and I want to see them run properly. You never know for sure when someone will try and take over our water.
I already looked at the water levels this morning because we're lowering this lake (Hiawatha) to put a new dam in it. I went down today because we have to get this lake down to where the present pipe is through now, so the contractor has a place to start. We've only got to go down a foot more, then we'll be down. Then we plan on using the amount of water left in here to keep our fish going during the winter time. We may put an aerator in the lake so it won't have an oxygen problem. We've had that problem in the past and the aerators do wonders. We used to have a fish kill in Shagwa Lake all the time, and we used to have one in Letitia, but since we got aerators, we don't have that problem. They take care of the oxygen demand. If we have an open winter so the sun shines just right on the ice, that's one way to keep the oxygen going, and if we have a winter with snow on the lake, we need the aerators. You never know how it's going to affect the fish in the water. We've been fairly fortunate that the management we've done in the last 10 to 15 years hasn't nearly had the winter kill we had before.
Photos of Mill
Photos taken June 2010 a few months before it was demolished.
Gene Barker – Welcome to the world
Young Gene Barker
Starting life in Iowa…
Gene Barker with Great Grandma Cupp, R.V. Barker and Grandma Mertis Pittman
Barker Ranch, Red Feather Lakes (1940 or 1941)
Gene with a fish from Dowdy Lake
Gene on front porch of Barker Ranch
High School graduation in Ft. Collins 1943
Marine enlistment
Remaining reminders of Red Feather Lumber and Supply
South Lone Pine Creek Valley with hay stacker in background between
the old Ben Scott Ranch and R.V. and Melba Barker ranch lines
Fence line dividing the two ranches in the South Lone Pine Creek Valley
Location of the old hotel from circa 1925, built on the crest of hill above the Mountain Crafts Gallery across from Hilltop Store
We're heading toward the old hotel. Now the old hotel had a well that's just right down below this hill and that's where the water come up to furnish this hotel. The well house is still there. There's been some road changes and all, but as I recall, it was right in the area, right here. As I recall, this was built on to the end of the old hotel. It was a lay preacher that built that on.
That's where the well was. Back in the old days, you just took a jack hammer and dug the well. They didn't have well drills. You can see the chunks around here. Last time I was through here that was in one piece.
Old Well Site in Red Feather
The hotel had drives coming up from around here two or three ways, and pathways. Now the businesses back here destroyed some of that stuff. This is part of the property. As I recall Jack and Jerry Dalton, who used to have a store up here, now called the Trading Post, they bought the whole hotel property. When Jack died, that was the end of my involvement. You can see where that level spot is up there. There's bound to be little parts of foundations there somewhere.
This cabin was built in the late 1940s by the lay preacher who was caretaker for the hotel owners.
Old Cabin Site
That's Jimmy O'Rorke's place there.
Jim O'Rorke's Cabin
And there is Lou Young's old place over there across the road, the grey house, but this is his old barn and stuff down in there.
Lou Young's Cabin
And there used to be a guy by the name of Sanky that had a sawmill and lived in the wood house just right down there – I think my mother married him. My mother had various relationships.
Sanky Cabin and Site
Around Ramona heading east, turn north on Minnehaha. Here's Bonnie Drake's old house. And this was Oscar Drake's place down there.
Bonnie and Hugh Drake Cabin
Oscar and Miriam Drake Cabin
Old Westlake Schoolhouse [See more on Historic Local School Sites]
We'll go in there and look at where the old Westlake Schoolhouse is now. Here is the old schoolhouse – this red one. Those are the original windows, those old-fashioned windows. I haven't seen windows like that in years. In the back, there's a little covered entry way. When I moved the school to its present site the entry way was behind, so that's the way we left it. I sold it to a guy by the name of Phipps that I went to school with, and he used to call it the "little red schoolhouse." He painted it red, it was white when it was a schoolhouse. Oh yeah, I went to that schoolhouse. I rode horseback to school every day. We used to have to go down to a spring everyday and collect water in cans. Then we put the full cans in the entryway out back to use during the day.
Back and side of Westlake School
Westlake School's front entryway
Years ago, when I was on the school board up here we built that new log school-house, Red Feather Lakes School, that the doctor has now. Then they sold the old Westlake schoolhouse. Well, I bought it and hooked a bulldozer on it with some skids under it and brought it up through Swanson's pasture. It was on the Hardin Ranch. My first wife, Pat, wrote that deal about the Hardin Ranch, and the swans coming in there – white swans. My wife, when she was working on her master's degree, wrote her whole dissertation on that whole thing down there. I believe my son Paul Barker has that dissertation.
Promotion materials for Redfeather (sic) Mountain Lakes Resort
It is interesting to see all the letters and sales brochures that they had here many years ago for the Redfeather Mountain Lakes Resort.
Redfeather Mountain Lakes Resort Advertisement
Red Feather Storage and Irrigation Raffle
I'm trying to find the house that was in that raffle for the RFS&I in 1950. I think I remember just where that cabin is that was raffled. I'm having trouble picking that out – it's one of these cabins up here. This is it I think. Just by Bud Thomas's.
Red Feather Lakes Cabin Raffle Ticket
Let's ask Bud…. Bud: "It's right in back of me, but they've done a lot to it. They added two bedrooms to the back and a garage. They kept it all original but added on. The old fireplace in the picture is still inside. "
Gene; "Do the same people still own it?" Bud; "Morris? Yes, it's still in the same family."
Raffled Cabin in Red Feather
Right here on Ramona Drive is one of the old entrances to Red Feather, and the old church is across the road from there.
At the "old entrance" to Red Feather
Oh I've built a jillion houses around here – I built that log schoolhouse and that log house over there, and Chapel in the Pines.
We used to make house logs here. My dad and I … my dad really … for a short time he made the first milled house logs in the State of Colorado. I started in the house log business later and shipped them everywhere, out to New York, and other places. If you know where Fort Morgan is … where you go past on that superhighway out there and it says "Log Lane Village," I milled all those logs right down here where Lucille has the Ponderosa Realty now, that used to be our house where Pat and I raised our family in Red Feather Lakes.
This place right there – they rented that to ditch company, and this house here was a ditch company house. So the Fosters were in one of them. And I built the one down there along the road (Bee Be Lane).
The old Foster cabin is one of those there near Bee Be Lane.
Bee Be Lane Cabins
The family in the old (Jay) Worley house is Johnson who has a lot of …. I don't know what his connections are, but his dad helped form that irrigation company, the one with the Grand Ditch in Rocky Mountain National Park (Water Supply & Storage Company) and he had a lot of stock in it, as I understand. We (Barker Construction) open the road up to Long Draw (Reservoir) every year and along the ditch. That road goes right up to the Continental Divide.
Red Feather Storage and Irrigation Company has water rights in that general area (near the Continental Divide) called Mountains and Plains. RFS&I uses this water for transferring to Red Feather Lakes. Dennis Frydendall and I figured out a way to get this water through various legal transfers.
Old Worley well on Hiawatha Highway
The Gooch house was originally built on the east side of Ramona Lake for a couple from Cheyenne, Wyoming. Very soon after it was completed it was sold to Ralph Gooch and torn down board by board by Ralph's carpenter Bill Sievers and reconstructed on Haiwatha Highway. Ralph Gooch was a candy salesmen from Denver. He died in the 1950s. The house was sold to Ray Higley lock, stock and barrel, and included many antiques.
Gooch House


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Special representations of the group SP(4,q) with minimal degrees
https://doi.org/10.1023/b:amhu.0000024679.56270.01
Authors: M.R. Darafsheh and M. Ghorbany
Let G be a finite group. Let p(G) denote the minimal degree of a faithful permutation representation ofG and let q(G) and c(G) denote the minimal degree of a faithful representation of G by quasi-permutation matrices over the rational and the complex numbers, respectively. Finally r(G) denotes the minimal degree of a faithful rational valued complex character of G. The purpose of this paper is to calculate p(G), q(G), c(G) and r(G) for the group SP(4,q).
Fractional Integration and Integral Representations in Weighted Classes of Harmonic Functions
Author: K. Avetisian
Integral representations in tube domains over polyhedra and problems of approximation of functions
Author: А. кАРАпЕтьН
Uniformly convergent representations of functions by rearranged Hermite-Fourier and Freud series expansions
Author: K. I. Kovács
On factorization representations for Avakumović--Karamata functions with nondegenerate groups of regular points
https://doi.org/10.1023/b:anam.0000043309.79359.cc
Authors: V. Buldygin, O. Klesov, and J. Steinebach
Au-delà de la francophonie : Représentations de la pensée hybride au Maghreb (Abdelkebir Khatibi — Assia Djebar)
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Author: Alfonso de Toro
The essay contextualizes the theory of culture of the philosopher, sociologist, novelist and intellectual Abdelkebir Khatibi in theories of 'Francophony' and 'Post-Coloniality' which de Toro develops further, proposing a model about hybridity on the basis of some central epistemologies as the "End of the Logos", the "End of Meta-Discourses", the "Decentration of the Subject". Hybridity is defined as "the emphasizing of the difference by simultaneous recognition of the difference of the other in a common territory that all the time has to be inhabited all over again". In order to avoid the terminological labyrinth related to the concept of hybridity, de Toro offers a first model for a classification of the different levels on which hybridity can be thought and applied, and he distinguishes between eight different fields or levels for locating hybridity: (1) Hybridity as a epistemological category or as a category of philosophy of sciences; (2) as a theoretical/methodological category; (3) as a category of cultural theory, as the strategy to manage with different cultural, ethnical and religious groups; (4) as transmedial category, the use of various media, systems of signs; (5) as an urban category, as form and different types of organisation, plurality of products and heterogeneous objects, such as art, city culture, architecture, companies, ecology, nature, societies, politics, life styles; (6) as territory of the body; (7) as technology (natural sciences: i.e. molecular biology; medicine: micro artificial limbs, virtual surgery; industries: engines with hybrid drive), and (8) as transtextuality. The second part of the essay offers a new concept of Francophony as an "espace éclaté", as a hybrid and fundamentally plural and anti-hierarchically cartography. The third part of the essay is dedicated to Khatibi's concepts of the pensée autre and the double critique as well of the corps, désir, androgynéité, migration et le bi-langue.
The machine drawings of Hans Hammer in the context of the contemporary machine representations
Pollack Periodica
https://doi.org/10.1556/606.2015.10.3.17
Author: Zoltán Bereczki
The first known drawings of machines can be found in warfare-themed manuscripts. The oldest of them dates back to the 14th century, but their proliferation took place in the 15th century. During the century an almost standardized drawing style, vocabulary was developed, which also survived throughout the Renaissance.
Compared to the relatively high number of the survived warfare-related manuscripts that included drawings (their number is above 50), the representation of machines for civil usage is very rare throughout the century, even though the architectural drawings also proliferated during this century, and they also introduced a distinct representation style.
The survived portfolio of the Strasbourg master builder Hans Hammer lies at the intersection of this two disciplines: it includes both machine and architectural drawings in a large number. Given the occupation of the master, it can safely assumed that in contrast to those found in the majority of the contemporary machine drawings, his machines served civil purposes.
In this article the following questions are discussed: how do Hans Hammer's machine drawings fit in the corpus of the contemporary machine drawings both by drawing style and function; and with which manuscripts can a direct connection be made?
Bodily representations of the shame of inferiority in Sofi Oksanen's novels
Acta Ethnographica Hungarica
https://doi.org/10.1556/022.2016.61.2.7
Authors: Krisztina Karizs and Laura Bába
The range of violence comprises severe physical abuse and different methods of mental torture as well as social discrimination. Beside the traumas themselves, these acts also burden the victims with shame. Finnish writer Sofi Oksanen (born 1977) discusses these issues in her works. As a writer, Oksanen is very sensitive to social issues, discrimination and the unfairness of history. Most of her characters suffer from the shame of inferiority caused by physical or mental violence. Oksanen analyzes the influence of shame in our lives, and her characters demonstrate several different responses to the feeling.
Eyesight and our looks play an important role in recognizing or hiding the humiliating episodes of our past. Appearance often reflects all our inner struggles and represents our mental state, wherefore a given individual's manner of personal care and habits of shaping the body reveal a great deal about the person. Personal and beauty care come up in different ways in Oksanen's novels and have varying symbolic meanings, but they have at least one thing in common: they are related to creating a false identity, one which is more acceptable for those in the surrounding environment.
This paper analyzes the mechanism of shame connected to the feeling of inferiority, concentrating on four of Oksanen's novels (Stalin's Cows, Baby Jane, Purge and When the Doves Disappeared). Although violence can lead to mental disorders and the shame of inferiority also belongs to the domain of emotions, the paper focuses on the physical consequences of the victims' mental state, which can vary from severe physical disorders to everyday personal grooming or beauty care.
Embracing Vergil's 'Arcadia': Constructions and representations of a literary topos in the poetry of the Augustans
Acta Antiqua Academiae Scientiarum Hungaricae
https://doi.org/10.1556/aant.53.2013.2-3.2
Author: Sophia Papaioannou
The Arcadian landscape was originally developed in Vergil to transcend an actual landscape and identify with an idealized setting temptingly abstract in order to serve as a metaphor for the redesigned pastoral genre as promoted in the Eclogues. Vergil's Arcadia as described in Eclogue 4, for the first time in Latin literature, was a construction, a literary topos and a symbol of innovative poetics, but also of Roman history and contemporary politics interfused. Vergil's Arcadia was an imaginary landscape. This utopia becomes — in full awareness of Vergil's literary contemporaries and the poets following after them — an appropriate setting for the staging of imaginary literary dialogues between shepherds-poets, and the changing poetics is reflected on the changes of the archetypal landscape of the original Arcadia topography. These changes appear first in Tibullus (in selected passages from 1. 1, 1. 3, 1. 5, 1. 7, 1. 10, 2. 1, 2. 3 and 2. 5) and recur in new forms in Propertius, Horace and Ovid. The progress of transformation evidences Arcadia's ability to observe the rules of different generic environments and anticipates the propagation of the particularly literary topos across the centuries, as a multi-leveled symbol of poetics, aesthetics and politics.
Integral Representations of the Laplace Transform and Moments of the Bessel Function with Respect to the Order
Periodica Mathematica Hungarica
Author: T. Fényes


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HALETHORPE, Maryland -- A Maryland mom might just be on her son's naughty list after her lip-syncing went viral and embarrassed her son in the process.
Mandy Remmells and her son Blake were at the University of Maryland basketball game Tuesday night when the fan cam focused its lens on her.
Kelly Clarkson's "Since U Been Gone" was on and that's all Remmells needed for her over-the-top performance as her son watched - or tried not to.
"I was like, I love Kelly Clarkson, so I started singing and then, all of a sudden we noticed, 'Oh, they're on us,' and so, I just started singing directly to him, and he was not having it," Remmells said.
Blake tried to bury his face inside his hoodie, but to no avail. Remmells said that just egged her on more.
Blake also hasn't forgiven her yet for the embarrassment.
"He'll think in 20 years from now I'm the cool mom," Remmels told WJLA.
It turns out, putting on a show is par for the course for Remmels.
She also did the worm at her own wedding last year.


I'm training in Sebring at Lockwood this week. Stopped into Tecnam in between lessons to see their showroom. My wife and I stopped in there originally during the Light Sport Expo in January and spoke with Mark. This time I spoke with Shannon, and took a short tour.
It was pretty exciting to see the activity. They had a P2006T in military grey going to the Dominican Republic. They had the P2010 they were flying around to test the prop. That is a beautiful plane! They had an Eaglet on floats being readied for a customer delivery. They had an Eaglet headed to a flight school. They had a P2008 called the Premium Edition they were prepping for Sun n Fun, and a few Astore in the showroom as well. We also talked about the new Cape Air agreement for several P2012's.
I came away impressed both with my short tour and the Tecnam operation as a whole.


Last Friday and Saturday we had senior missionary training in Lodz, and what a wonderful two days it was. President Nielson opened the training with a warm welcome to all of us, followed by his words of instruction and encouragement. Each couple then spoke on a topic assigned to us by the President. We all learned from each other and shared ideas to help each other in the work. Saturday the instruction continued in the morning, and in the afternoon we toured one of the famous textile factory museums in the city.
Here are the Senior Missionary Couples in Poland. It's a wonderful group of people to know and love!
President Nielson opened our meetings on Friday as we all listened to his sage words about the errand of the Lord which we are all on in our various locations.
Friday evening we had dinner at a wonderful Polish restaurant which serves everything from pork to perogi. Polish food is truly delicious.
President Nielson presided over the meeting along with Sister Nielson. The Nielsons will be going home the end of June, and they will be missed by all of us. They both have given their l00% (and even over!) to the Lord for the past three years. We all love them.
Elder and Sister Jensen serve in Warsaw and are the coordinators of the Young Single Adult program in Poland.
Elder and Sister Lloyd serve in Lodz, where this conference was held.
Elder and Sister Durant are the newest couple in the mission, arriving only about a week ago. They are serving in Wroclaw, which is only a couple of hours away from Katowice where we are serving.
Elder and Sister Tufts arrived only a month ago, and they are serving in Gdansk, which is north by the Baltic Sea.
Elder and Sister Hutchinson serve in the mission office in Warsaw. They are truly the glue of the mission!
Elder and Sister Sheley are serving in Poznan, the city in which we previously served for ten months.
And here we are among the group as we all arrived for dinner.
After dinner some of us walked down "P" Street, the most famous and beautiful street in the center of the city. It had just stopped raining as we passed this man on the bench whose nose was running a bit from the cold and wet!
We also enjoyed some beautiful music from Paderewski who just happened to be there that night! We love the statues and monuments displayed in all the cities.
During breakfast at the hotel on Saturday morning, we heard the fire alarm go off, but didn't think much about it until the fire door to the restaurant closed. Shortly after that the fire trucks arrived, and in came the fireman. The cause of all this . . . . . . ? Someone had burned their toast in the toaster at the breakfast bar, and that had set off the alarm. Quite an exciting breakfast!
The Saturday afternoon tour of the old textile factory was most interesting. Lodz was the chosen city for this factory because of the availability of water which was necessary for the production of the fabrics. The different buildings of the factory covered acres and acres of space when it was in full production. We witnessed the cotton coming into the factory down to the finished products. The owners, the Pozanski family, had a huge mansion right next to the factory which was just one of their many homes.
This is the entrance to the old textile factory owned by the Pozanski family years ago.
The factory was massive in this thriving town in the early l900′s and employed many hundreds of citizens in the city.
At its peak the factory had hundreds of weaving machines like the machines in the foreground. Our guide turned a couple of them on, and the noise was deafening. He said many people lost their hearing after working for years in the factory. The lint dust from the yarn was also very hazardous to their health.
Here our guide was telling us about the finished products seen here on a display of different patterns woven into the fabrics made at the factory.
I like that picture of you two at dinner. You look very happy.