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Snow Angels are illegal where I live.

2020.09.17 20:49 Themascura Snow Angels are illegal where I live.


My town is in one of the north western states- which, if you know anything about the north east, means snow like... six months out of the year. To make things worse, my town is approximately in the middle of bumfuck nowhere. We deal with it about as well as every other tiny north western town, which...

Well, all you need to know is that there's a town up here that is literally based around a prison. That's it. That's the whole point of the town. Pretty much just to house the people who work there.

It's pretty dismal sometimes.

So you'd think, given the lack of other things to do, they'd embrace all the types of winter entertainment. And you wouldn't be wrong! Snowmen are an art form in my town. Ice sculptures get pretty competitive. Taboganing and sledding are Big. Deals.

But snow angels are illegal.

In fact, I didn't even know they were a thing until I saw someone doing it in a film one time. I was over at a friend's house, and they had an older cousin visiting from out of town. She'd brought the tape with her- it was one of her favorites. She thought we'd love it. She saw Harry and I staring at the t.v. in confusion and laughed at us.

"What, you've never seen a SNOW ANGEL?" She asked us mockingly. I don't think it was malicious. I think she was just teasing the way some people do. You know the whole 'kids these days' trope that every generation thinks they invented. We both shook our heads and she climbed to her feet, gesturing for us to follow her while she suited up to go outside. She got as far as falling on her back in the yard- us following her like ducklings- before my friend's dad came running out of the garage yelling at the top of his lungs.

I'd never heard Harry's dad yell like that before. Ever. And I've never heard him raise his voice since. Scared the beejesus out of all of us, including Harry's cousin. He sent Harry and I inside and I didn't hear what he said to her, but she was as white as a sheet by the time he was done. They came back in afterwards and Harry's dad called mine to come pick me up.

Harry's cousin never came to visit again, but I never forgot. I knew there was something wrong with making a snow angel, I just never knew WHAT.

Harry and I never discussed it. We went back to sledding and snow forts and never said a word. We both knew that something big had just happened, but neither of us were old or mature enough to really take any meaning from it.

Nearly a decade passed before we thought of it again.

Harry and I were both pretty average looking kids. Neither of us had a whole lot going on to give us any kind of social edge, so dating in our very small high school- where the boys out populated the girls by something like seventy five percent- was pretty much a crap shoot, and neither of us was interested in the male half of the population.

So when Harry formed a crush on Melissa, we both kind of knew it was doomed. I was his best friend, though! It was my job to be supportive- so I didn't say anything. Like. At all. I didn't know the first thing about being a wing man, but I did hesitantly suggest that Harry might get Melissa's attention by doing something 'cool'. Which, in teenage boy, translates to stupid and/or dangerous.

Unfortunately, Harry took that advice to heart.

God how I wish I could take those words back now.

It was late-October and it was already snowing pretty regularly. Nothing bad yet, but more than just a light dusting. Halloween fell on a Wednesday that year, so the weekend before a few of us got together for a kind of preemptive party. We'd basically turned it into an excuse to party the whole week. We were out at Harry's new house- his dad had recently built a really nice new place outside of town. It was kind of isolated, but it also had a hot tub, so.

And anyway, the isolation worked in our favor. Nobody was liable to file a noise complaint or a curfew violation on us way out here.

The irony is, Harry's dad had actually given us permission to have a little get together as long as we promised to be responsible. I guess it was because Harry was kind of going through a hard time, what with his mom having left and all.

It was a full moon that night. It wasn't snowing, but it had that morning. There was still a pretty thick carpet of it all across the lawn. There were eight of us. Four boys, four girls. Harry and myself, Melissa, her best friend Joan, her little sister Nicole, and their boyfriends, Travis, Hunter and Chad. Melissa and Nicole were in the hot tub with Chad and Travis, while Joan and Hunter and Harry and I were playing pong on the deck.

Harry and I were losing. Pretty badly, actually. Travis was mocking us from the hot tub, his arm around Melissa.

"Nice shot, asshole." He commented after one of Harry's swings had gone wild. The ball tapped impatiently across the deck, careening off into the snow beyond. Harry made an impatient sound. I could tell Travis' comments were starting to get under his skin. His jaw was clenched and I could visibly see him holding back his temper as he marched down the steps to collect the ball.

"Come on." I hissed at Travis under my breath, "Quit being a douche-"

Travis opened his mouth, most likely to say something nasty, but before he could get the words out I heard Harry call out-

"Hey Melissa, want to see something cool?"

We all turned expectantly just in time to see Harry pitch backwards into the snow with his arms splayed out.

"Oh yeah, real cool, turd money." Travis jeered, "You fell down! Way to go. I bet your mom is real proud."

"What did you just say?" Harry stopped mid-snow angel. We all kind of fell silent for a second. Even Melissa looked shocked. She pushed Travis' arm away and scooted to the other side of the tub, giving him a look of disgust.

"Too far, Travis." She muttered. Maybe he knew it too. I'd like to think he was going to apologize, but Harry was already getting up and Melissa was leaning out of the tub- trying to change the subject, maybe- and asking Harry what he'd done and then we all heard it. None of us seemed to know what it was at first. It was... hard to recognize. A short, sharp sound as if someone had just been socked in the gut.

You know that sound you make when you've gotten the breath knocked out of you? It was like that.

"It's a snow angel." I said into the silence afterwards, trying to tell myself that it was just one of those weird sounds that came out of the woods sometimes.

"Oh." Melissa furrowed her brow.

"Hey, I think I've heard of those." Hunter put in, "One of the kids from Moore got arrested for making one in town square after the game. His parents had to come pick him up."

"Let's google it! Inside-" I was quick to suggest, but then the second sob interrupted me before I could get further than a few steps toward the house.

"What was that?" Joan asked. Harry finished climbing to his feet and stooped to pick up the ping pong ball.

I didn't hear whatever Harry's response was. I was too busy looking. Frozen in place. Riveted by the sight of the single, pale hand draped across the edge of the snow angel's 'wing'. This time we all heard the wail. And knew exactly what it was. The identical looks of confusion and fear that flickered across all of our faces gave it away.

"What the fuck?" Travis said.

"Oh my god!" Joan shrieked.

"Harry!" I yelped. I don't have any conscious memory of crossing the deck. I blinked and suddenly I was there, leaning over the railing and grabbing him by the shirt. Hauling him away from the snow and toward the steps. Meanwhile, an ethereal vision was rising out of the snow angel as if it were rising on a pedestal. Blonde hair coated in frost. Pale skin mottled with blackened spots. Blue lips bowed back in a grimace of misery.

She was wearing a gray robe. It crackled brittlely as she climbed from her knees to her feet.

"What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck-" Travis was wheezing a new mantra somewhere behind us.

"GET IN THE HOUSE." Someone else yelled. I held Harry's arms, helping him climb over the railing. We raced into the house hand in hand, a frenzy of splashing and screaming going on around us. I sprinted as far as the couch. Before Harry dropped my hand and went back to lock the glass door. Nicole and Joan huddled against the far wall, sobbing softly. Melissa ran to the kitchen. Travis hovered near the window, staring in shock.

"The fuck is that?" He squealed. I wanted to cover my eyes, but I couldn't help but look. I was drawn to that face. The look of terror and pain on it. I could still hear the sobbing through the glass as it tottered unsteadily to the steps and began to drag itself up onto the deck. It- she- moved so wrong. So stiffly!

"Oh god." Harry muttered beside me. I managed to glance at him, only to see him looking back at the snow. Not the THING, but the place it had come from.

There was another hand edging out of the snow angel. This one wrinkled and shriveled.

"We have to get out of here," Melissa came out of the kitchen carrying a kitchen knife, "We have to get back to town and call the police." Harry's place was brand new. The landlines hadn't been hooked up yet.

"Yeah." I agreed.

"Just one problem." Harry put in, lifting a hand and singling out the keys and phones sitting out beside the hot tub. Travis' keys. Joan's and Nicole's too. We all shared a look, because that only left two cars. My beaten up suburban, which barely had heat- not normally a HUGE problem, since I was typically DRESSED while inside it, but given that half the party was still soaked from the hot tub and wearing only their bathing suits...

And Melissa's coupe. Which would barely fit four people, even if they sat on each other's laps.

"Fuck." Hunter yelled.

"I don't think we have a choice." I ran my fingers through my hair, "Just grab some coats and blankets and let's go. Hypothermia has to be better than whatever is going to happen when she-"

"They." Harry interrupted quietly.

I didn't bother to respond to that. I just dug my keys out of my jacket and headed to the door. I heard the others scrambling to grab what they could and following.

As soon as I was out the door I heard the howling. Not like wolves- like people. More than one, just... screaming. I sprinted down the driveway, half aware that I ought to have waited. I ought to have given the others more time to get ready, but some part of me just knew that every second we wasted was a step closer to death- and I wasn't kidding when I said our chances were probably better for recovering from hypothermia.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Melissa and Travis make it to her car, Nicole right behind them. Chad, Hunter, Harry and Joan were hot on my heels. I didn't have to bother to unlock the doors. My suburban predated electronic locks, and the town was so small that normally I didn't bother locking them all individually. We scrambled in so hard that it rocked. The old shocks squealed and squeaked in protest. I dove into the driver's seat and slammed my key into the ignition, ignoring the seat belt and everything else while the others dragged themselves in and hauled the doors shut behind them.

I didn't do a head count before peeling out. That came back to me later. It was a miracle no one got left behind. If they had it would have been my fault.

I still feel guilty about that.

I saw them coming around the corner of the house in the rear view mirror. Not my friends, but the corpses. I was full on panicking. Each heartbeat felt like a punch to the ribs. My breath felt like razor blades. I was so, so sure that I was going to puke as swung onto the highway- already doing eighty before we'd done a half mile. Joan was still sobbing in the back seat- Hunter was crying too. I think I would have joined them if I hadn't been too busy shaking.

"Does anyone have a phone?" Chad asked. It was a great idea- I glanced at him in the rear view mirror and saw him covered in the old blanket I kept in the truck bed. His hair was trying to frost. He had a cellphone in his palm. I started to ask what was wrong with it when Joan chimed in-

"Yeah, but no bars."

"I'm going straight to the police station." I said. Being that I was the one driving, nobody else had much say in it.

"What if they don't believe us?" Joan whispered.

"They're going to." Harry said woodenly, staring straight ahead, "They made them illegal for a reason."

"Why didn't they TELL US?" Hunter demanded. Nobody answered. I guess nobody had an answer.

It was a tense, long period of silence- during which I checked the rear view mirror a dozen times. Not just checking for weird, frozen zombies, but for headlights.

Where was Melissa's car? My old Suburban couldn't have been that much faster.

My palms were sweating and prickling on the steering wheel. I tried not to think about it- or draw attention to it- the last fifteen minutes into town. Part of me was HOPING to get pulled over by a cop, but as was typical, there was never one around when I wanted one to be.

I kept looking for them, even as we barreled into town and into the safety of the slushy gray parking lot of the sheriff's department. I nearly drove right through the front doors. The whole car lurched from the force of that stop, but I hadn't even slammed it into park before the others were scrambling out the doors and pouring into the station like a biblical flood of half-frozen, half-dressed teenagers.

Everyone was talking at once. I was the last in- keeping one eye on the window and the road while the others babbled at Olly, the receptionist. He was a nice old man in his fifties, at least, and I could tell he understood about zero of what was being said. Until Harry stepped forward and put his hands on the desk, anyway. Everyone else finally stopped talking.

"I made a snow angel." He stated. Calmly. Factually. If it weren't for how pale his face were and how tight his bloodless lips had become, I would have thought he WAS calm.

Olly's face fell. His chair clattered as it rolled back, allowing him to stand up.

"I'll go get the sheriff." I knew then that it was every bit as serious as we thought it was. We hadn't imagined any of it. It wasn't some case of... mass hysteria or something.

"There's something else." I added, pausing to look at the window- hoping to see Melissa's car pulling in at the last second. It never did.

"I haven't seen Melissa, Travis or Nicole since we left the house."

Olly's expression turned more grave, if that was possible. The Sheriff was Melissa and Nicole's father.

He turned and hustled to the back faster than I've ever actually seen him move before. There was a tense moment. A hushed exchange of words and rising voices, and then Sheriff Basket came striding down the hallway, bigger than life. He was a massive wall of a man, and all of us had always been a little intimidated by him. He'd never been mean, exactly. He was just stern. Quiet. Had a direct, down to earth way of dealing with things and usually that involved as few words as possible.

"How many where there." Case in point.

I didn't understand what he was asking, at first, but Harry got it straightaway.

"Two, but I think a third was climbing out when we left."

I watched Olly getting some emergency blankets and jumpsuits out of the back for the others. For Chad, anyway. Hunter, Joan, Harry and I were all more or less dressed. Olly passed me a blanket anyway. I mumbled a thank you.

"What did the first one look like?" The sheriff demanded.

"It was a woman!" Joan shouted. Her voice sounded reedy and thin. I thought maybe she was on the verge of hyperventilating.

"She had on this dress... thing." Chad added, more subdued, "And she was blonde, I think. It's hard to remember."

"She was pretty." Hunter whispered, sinking into his blanket and the wall at the same time, "She looked so sad."

The sheriff looked visibly relieved, but his face was still tight with stress and concern. He looked gray, actually. His skin, his hair, even his eyes. I didn't blame him. I was only a teenager myself at the time, but already I could sympathize- the terror he must have felt, knowing his kids were out there. In danger. Not knowing if he'd arrive in time, or what might have befallen them.

"It could be worse." He muttered to himself- I don't think we were meant to hear.

"You kids stay here. Olly, call their parents. You lot were at The Olsen place, right?" He pinned us with a severe look. I nodded. I'm pretty sure the others did too. I heard one or two meek 'yes sir's, "Your parents can explain when they get here." Those last few words were so clipped and bitten off that I could hear his teeth click on some of the syllables.

I, for one, wasn't about to argue. I wanted to see my mom and dad more than anything in the world in that moment. I was still young enough that for me they represented the epitome of safety. Nothing bad could happen to me when my parents were there, in my adolescent mind. They were still invulnerable giants. The axis upon which the world turned.

I watched in silence as he checked his revolver and then went to the munitions room and came back with a shotgun and a box of shells. He walked out into the night without even a nod in our direction. His eyes were already on the road. He looked to me like a man going to war. As if he weren't sure he was going to come back, and was prepared to accept that.

Resigned, but also determined.

"Come on, kids." Olly spread his arms and herded us all toward the back of the station, "Let's get you warmed up. If any of you have a working phone, now's the time to go ahead and call your parents- it'll be better coming from your number than the police station's. Those of you who don't- sorry." He joked and pointed an ominous finger at the payphone on the wall and the stack of quarters beside it.

He was a nice old man- had kind of a beardless santa vibe- but it was hard to ignore the tightness in his voice. And around his eyes.

Poor Olly. He had to be pushing sixty. He'd been working in the sheriff's department since I was a kid. Sometimes he came to help provide 'security' at events in town. He'd never been anything but cheerful and friendly. Seeing him so pale made me feel...

Helpless.

What we'd seen at Harry's house still hadn't completely sunk in yet. A part of me thought that I was going to wake up any second, and that it would all turn out to have been a bad dream. All around me the others were calling their parents. I heard phones ringing. A couple had already picked up. Voices were cracking. Muffled sobs and sniffles filled the open office space.

I looked aimlessly between desks for a little while, my brain not quite having caught up to the idea I should be doing what they were all doing. Eventually my gaze drifted to Harry, only to find him looking back. It struck me then that he didn't have anybody TO call. His mom was... well, he couldn't call her, and his dad was probably still on the plane.

Which meant he didn't have anybody but me.

"I guess we should call mom and dad." I tried to smile, fumbling my cell out of my pocket, "They'll be pissed if they're the last ones to know." Internally I cringed. Why had I said that? Especially after literally just thinking he couldn't call HIS dad?

Harry only nodded.

My mom picked up on the second ring. I called her first because I figured she'd be the least likely to yank my ass through the phone to chew me a new one. I needn't have bothered, it turned out.

"We're on our way." She said before I could even say hello, "Stay put." And then she hung up- but before she did I heard keys jingling in the background and the car starting up. Cellphones were notoriously unreliable in my town. A text could be sent and hang in limbo for a week before arriving at it's destination. Calls often just failed to connect.

I glanced down at the phone in my hand and up at Harry, running my fingers over the glossy screen.

"They're on their way." I reported. Harry just nodded again.

My house was only twenty minutes away from the station on a bad day. My parents made it in seven. I guess that's where I got my lead foot from.

Joan and Chad's parents made it first- but only by a few minutes. Both sets swarmed their respective offspring. There was a lot of scolding and fussing and anxious questions. I couldn't help but think they looked like pre-schoolers. Small and lost and wide-eyed despite their ages. Maybe it was because I was feeling like one myself. Just a small kid on a big playground.

Woefully out of my league.

And then my parents came rushing through the door. Mom's coat was barely on- unfastened and hanging off of her as she stormed in. Dad's boots were untied. They looked like they'd dropped everything and run to come get me, and I was so grateful for it. It was the most loved feeling I think a person could have. Dad rushed to me, but mom paused mid-step and diverted to Harry.

I wasn't jealous. I was weak-kneed with gratitude. Trust my parents- the ADULTS- to know how to make right the things I didn't have the tools to fix myself. I learned a lot about empathy and maturity that day, watching my mom fuss over Harry as if he was her own. He'd been my best friend since childhood. He'd practically grown up in our house, and I in his. My parents were the closest thing he had to his own in that moment. Maybe better, knowing his parents like I did.

She checked him over like the other parents were checking their kids. Hands and face, arms and neck.

"Thank god you're okay." Dad said, catching me up and squeezing me like I was nine again. I squeezed him right back, fighting tears.

"They didn't touch you? You're alright?" Mom was asking Harry. All he could do was nod, I assume. His eyes were suspiciously bright.

"It's okay," Mom said, giving him the same kind of hug dad was giving me just then, "It's going to be okay."

"Melissa and Nicole were in the other car." Chad half yelled. I know he was talking to his own parents, but all of them stopped and looked at one another- sharing the look of horror and tense gratitude. How awful, but thank god mine are alright.

"Olly said you'd explain when you got here." I wiped my eyes on the back of my sleeve and looked up at my father's face. His blue eyes were haunted and unhappy, but he nodded once.

"Yeah. I guess it's time. Normally we tell the graduating class after the ceremony..."

Mom looked up. They met eyes for a little while. I imagine they were searching for the words- for a good place to begin.

"Why didn't anyone explain BEFORE?" Joan demanded, "Why didn't anybody warn us?"

"Let's just- let's start with the most immediate problem." My dad suggested when no one else spoke up, "Tackle one thing at a time. First of all, what did the first thing through look like?" I don't know if it occurred to the others, but it struck me that this was the second time we'd been asked- and both times it had been the first question, after asking if we were okay.

"She was blonde, and pale. And wearing a weird dress. She looked like she was in pain." I supplied, anchored by the presence of my parents.

It seemed to me that every adult in the room heaved a little sigh of relief.

"That's good. I mean, it's not great, but it's better than it could be." Mom muttered, wandering over to the pile of blankets on the desk and absently gathering one. I watched her bring it over to Harry to drape around his shoulders, fussing with the way it hung until there were no wrinkles to smooth out anymore.

"We'll start with that, then." Dad took a deep breath, "We call her the Angel. That's what our grandparents called her. I assume that's what THEIR grandparents called her. Of all the harbingers, she's the least violent. She'll lead the people behind her to the nearest, most easily accessible source of heat. Once they're all thawed they'll... go away again." As dad explained I absently rubbed my chest- it hurt, like I'd pulled a muscle.

Harry looked up, expression going from numb and distracted to suddenly upset.

"Melissa's car. Amy's heat doesn't work, I- they must have-"

Dad looked grim, but nodded.

"It's possible. Especially if the doors to the house were locked. The good news is they won't have hurt the others unless they tried to stop them. The bad news is, if the car stops running or the heat quits, they'll go back to trying to get into the house."

Everyone took a minute to digest that.

"So... all they want is to get warm?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yeah." Dad nodded, "But only if the harbinger is the Angel."

"O-kay-" Chad looked up at his parents, "But what ARE they?"

"As far as we can tell," Chad's mom was the school nurse- a petite blonde lady with a 'Can I speak to your manager' haircut, but as sweet as could be- answered this time, "They were people. People who used to live here at some point. People who... died. In the cold."

"Then there can't be that many, right?" Joan suggested hopefully. It was a hope I didn't realize I shared until that moment. Surely one or two frozen zombies were a lot better than a horde, though.

"Dozens, at least forty." My own mother put in. She gave Harry a little squeeze and looked at me apologetically.

"I'm sorry honey. There's other's... but they don't all come at the same time, usually. It all depends on the harbinger, like we said. Usually it's no more than eight or nine at a time, but sometimes, when the shepherd comes through-"

"The who? The WHAT?" Travis cried, his voice warbling a high, awkward note that I thought he'd left behind in middle school.

"Harbingers are-" Dad rubbed his fingers together, obviously searching for the words, "They're like the leaders. Only one comes through at a time. They're the first out through the gate when it's open- when a snow angel is made. Some of them, like the Angel, are mostly harmless. Mostly. There's four that we know of. Four that we were told about. Her, the Shepherd, the Prophet, and the Hermit."

He walked away from me while he spoke, folding his hands behind his back and pacing over to the desk and from there to the window.

"The Angel comes with eight or nine others, who are mostly peaceful. They'll smash doors and windows if they have to, but so long as they're left alone and you don't attempt to harm them they're harmless. They'll find the nearest source of heat and stay there until they're all... warm... again."

I didn't want to think about that too hard. I hoped it was more... supernatural than it sounded, because the way he put it made me think of a bunch of warming corpses in a room, and that made my stomach churn.

"The Shepherd is one of the worst. They- he, we think- comes through with all of the followers. And he's not content with just them, either. He hunts down anyone he can find when he comes through and will drag them out into the cold to die and join his herd. He sends the others, too. If he ever gets through the only thing to do is start the siren and get to the bunkers around town, and then pray that the barricades last until dawn."

I started to shake just thinking about it. Imagining it was... it made me feel cold from the inside out. I shared a look with Harry, knowing he felt the same way. How close we'd all come to THAT. What he had to be feeling knowing that he'd almost let THAT through.

"Then there's the Prophet. She won't outright hurt you, but if she finds you she'll... it's hard to explain. She puts people to sleep, in a way. Mesmerizes them with a song- and when you're under, apparently you have visions. Of the past. Of things that happened in this town." Compared to the Shepherd that sounded like a fuckin' cakewalk.

"But you're there until she's done with you. Which could be hours. And wherever she catches you, which might be out in the cold, or in the shower, or-" He left the rest up to imagination, "Her followers put out lights. They pull down electric lines and will smash lamps."

Okay. That sounded less ideal, but still a whole lot better than the zombie-murder Woodstock.

"The Hermit is the worst, though." My dad looked at Hunter's parents and then Joan's, and finally sighed like he didn't want to be the one to say the words.

"They come alone, and unlike the others they won't vanish at daylight. They keep hunting, keep killing, following the people of the town no matter where they run until a sacrifice is made. Our parents thought that might have been where the new harbingers come from. Sacrifices to make the Hermit go away."

"That's horrible!" Joan gasped. I cringed too. It was awful to think about. Deliberately selecting someone you knew, someone who you LIVED with to go die. And then making that happen! Killing them in the worst way I could imagine.

How did you even begin?

"But it's just the Angel this time." Hunter said, his voice shaking.

"Yeah," My dad nodded, "She should be gone by morning."

So that was it, then. We just had to make it to morning, and then everything would be okay. Right?

It wasn't, though. In fact, I can confidently say that was the beginning of the end- the slow roll into the destruction of the town, and the majority of the people who lived there.

For a time it was quiet. A few of us managed to fall asleep, either in the padded benches of the holding cells or in the chairs lined up against the walls. I was still wide awake, watching the windows with Harry and clutching a cup of hot cocoa for warmth. The hands of the clock barely seemed to move, and then-

With a pop and a crackle, the dispatch radio came to life.

It was the sheriff. I didn't understand the codes he was using, but I got the gist of it pretty good from everything that was said between.

Multiple 123s, more units required. Send medical and the blasters.

After that it was a flurry of voices and sirens. Orders were being shouted. Sirens blared. Olly sat behind his desk and closed his eyes. His lips moved silently, tracing the words of some prayer. I reached for Harry's hand, but the look in his eye- he was practically on the moon. So far away I couldn't reach him.

We both knew that it was going to be bad.

We didn't know HOW bad until one of the other officers started talking.

"We've got two injured juveniles in route to the hospital. Clear the roads, provide escort where possible."

Only two?

"We've got eyes on them. Eight. Angel is missing, repeat, the Angel is missing. One victim unaccounted for. All units respond." It went on like that for a while. The noise woke up everyone who'd managed to fall asleep. One by one we gathered at the window, watching for the flashing lights as they sped like shooting stars down the main road toward our tiny, provincial hospital.

Wondering who was inside. And if they'd make it.

Eventually the noise from the radios died down to chatter back and forth between officers sweeping the woods. I gathered bits and pieces, but no more. Something about a set of bare footprints heading into the woods. Something else about a second, fresher set of tracks behind. Both vanished near the pond. The search went on, but nothing else important was said.

Eventually the first blush of dawn touch the sky. We watched it rise, Harry and I, side by side, as the first of the officers returned to the station- muddy and disheartened. The adults gathered in a huddle with them. I wasn't meant to overhear, but my ears had always been sharp. Like the radio, now in person, I caught snatches that were just enough to paint a picture.

'Travis and Nicole'

'Broken arm. Severe frostbite. Should recover.'

'Melissa. Missing. Old lake. Angel.'

They told the rest of us a barely edited version of events a few hours later. Travis and Nicole had been found outside Harry's place. Travis had a broken arm. Both he and Nicole had pretty bad frostbite and were suffering from hypothermia, but were expected to mostly recover.

Melissa was still missing. They thought the Angel's flock had mobbed the car while Nicole was still getting in. Melissa had gotten it started, but hadn't driven away immediately because her sister wasn't fully inside yet. Travis had taken the passenger seat, and Nicole couldn't get in past him, he was too big-

Well, the delay was enough for the heater to get started. The dead had converged on the heat, and when Travis tried to fight back they'd tossed him aside like an old newspaper.

Melissa must have run. She didn't know what we'd just been told. She probably thought they were being attacked. I mean, that's what I would have thought- did think. But in the end, I guess it doesn't really matter why she ran into the woods. They never did find her. We all went home, one by one. Harry's dad came home on the next plane, but, understandably, Harry didn't want to stay in that house anymore.

They moved away a couple of months later. Not long after Nicole and Travis finally got out of the hospital. Travis ended up losing the arm- the frostbite combined with the break made it impossible to save. They tried, but in the end there was nothing to be done. Nicole recovered physically alright. She lost a few toes and a finger, but the real damage was psychological. Losing her older sister like that... the way it all went down.

She was never the same.

The rest of us got together after graduation. The same 'party' where the town's secrets would originally have been explained to us. It turned out there were a few things we still hadn't been told.

"I just don't understand why anyone lives here at all," Joan was saying to Mr. Harkman, our former math teacher- for pretty much our entire lives. The town wasn't big enough that we really needed more than one or two. There were rarely more than thirty kids per grade. I was standing by myself under a pennant banner, watching the flecks of light from the disco ball swim around the floor.

She was going off to college next spring. So was I. I think we all were, except Nicole and Travis- and Hunter, I think. He'd decided to stay behind. Or maybe he couldn't afford college. I don't know, I never thought to ask.

"Most people do leave." Mr. Harkman sighed, "I think we all tried to escape at one point or another."

"Escape?" Chad, who'd been over in the corner beside Hunter and a couple of other kids from our grade, lifted his head to ask. By then the story of that night had spread to every kid in our tiny high school, regardless of grade. I can't help but think that was a good thing.

"Well why'd they come back, then?" Joan demanded heatedly in the same moment. Her face was flushed, her eyes glittering.

"Your parents didn't tell you?" Mr. Harkman looked surprised, and then just sad, "I'm sorry. I guess I can see why. The thing is, you can leave the town just fine- until you have kids. And then... the town pulls you back. Things happen. You lose your job, you have an accident, your plane or bus gets rerouted. You black out and wake up back here, in town, with your kid. It's inevitable. If you try to leave, you end up here again."

A hush fell over the room. I don't know if they were thinking the same thing I was, but my very first thought was-

I'm never having kids.

Poor Harry. If only anyone had told HIM.
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2020.09.11 07:18 iamsajjadahmad Explore Luxury and the Natural Wonders Side-by-Side at Combermere Abbey in Cheshire, UK

Explore Luxury and the Natural Wonders Side-by-Side at Combermere Abbey in Cheshire, UK

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The North Wing of Combermere Abbey.Combermere Abbey is a 12th century estate based in the heart of Great Britain’s countryside. Rest and recharge and treat yourself to ultimate tranquility in a true English bucolic setting. There are acres and acres of land and fresh air to explore, so you may never want to leave the estate during your holiday.
Combermere Abbey is located in Cheshire, England near the border with Shropshire. The estate is a three and a half hour’s drive from London, and just over an hour away from Liverpool.
The estate offers two lodging options: the North Wing or the Cottages.
Combermere Abbey’s North Wing
The Downstairs Sitting Room.
An idyllic home from home that exhumes luxury, the abbey’s exquisite B&B suites in its North Wing are perfect for those looking to get away. The North Wing features its own private entrance, and you may choose from one of the two sumptuous bedrooms: The Salamanca or The Bhurtpore. A locally-sourced breakfast is served in the dining room. The dining room features views over the 143-acre mere.
The Salamanca is the epitome of luxury. It features an inviting super king-size antique gilded tester bed. The opulent bedroom leads through to a luxurious bathroom with spectacular views, a marble clad bath, shower, and twin basins.
The charming Bhurtpore Suite features a super king bed that can be adapted into twin beds. The en suite shower room highlights the stunning views across the mere.
The Bhurtpore Suite in the North Wing B&B has officially opened as of September 2nd.
A stay in the North Wing start from £150 per night.
The Cottages
The holiday cottages at Combermere Abbey were converted from the 19th century Combermere stables. They provide the perfect getaway opportunity for entertaining small groups of friends and family.
All 10 cottages are now open. These cottages are all self-catering and dog friendly, and may sleep between four and ten guests, depending upon the cottage.
Cottage guests may order meals from a local chef as well as afternoon tea. Afternoon tea comes beautifully packaged from Fiona Hackshall Afternoon Teas. Deliveries are Wednesday-Sunday from 2-4pm.
A Locally Sourced Breakfast at Combermere Abbey. Images by Doug Krier.
Nearby Activities and Ecursions
There are a number of fantastic eateries nearby, as well as local farmers markets in Nantwich and Whitchurch.
Activities include wild swimming, woodland walks, exploring the gardens, den building with kids, and tennis. Note: you currently have to bring your own rackets through as per hygiene guidelines.
There is also Chester Zoo which is only around 40-45 minutes away.
Information and Current Packages
Currently, Combermere Abbey has a few spaces left for October half term breaks. But you must act quickly! Half term begins on Monday, October 26th. Why not whisk the children away to a cottage in the countryside?
Combermere Abbey in Cheshire is also a beautiful destination for weddings. They are currently booking for 2021 and onward into 2022. For 2021, there are limited autumn and winter dates still available.
https://eastendtastemagazine.com/travel/combermere-abbey-in-cheshire-uk/
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2020.09.01 10:19 aidyfarman The AJJ Monthly Wrap-Up: August 2020

Hey there folks, following on from last month's wrap-up, I decided that I should probably come back again and continue my plan of making this a monthly occurrence! (Even though it'll be a little light in terms of content.)
As I said last month, the idea of the monthly wrap-ups is to serve as something of a briefing on everything that’s gone on across the last month. So, let me know your feedback here, if I’ve missed anything, or if there’s anything else you might like to know going forward.
New Music:
I'll be the first to admit that this wrap-up might be a little lean considering how few happenings have, well, happened since last time. Need proof of this? We've had no new music for some time, but there are still Live From Quarantine performances and Patreob goods being offered (read on below!)
Tour:
As per the band's website, there's currently no live shows scheduled for this year, and frankly, we'd be lucky if things improved to make touring an option at any time in the near future. However, for those of you in the US, a number of shows appear to have been rescheduled for 2021. Of course, take these with a grain of salt considering that (from the point of view who works in the music industry) touring doesn't look like it'll return in full force for quite some time.
The group’s UK tour will ostensibly be rescheduled for 2021, but don’t take this as official until the band announce dates themselves.
Live From Quarantine:
However, if you’re feeling a little eager to see the band performing live, maybe head on over to the AJJ Instagram page where Sean performs semi-regular live sessions. For those in time zones where the sessions don’t quite match up to a prime viewing time (or folks like me whose daily midday work meetings take place when Sean goes live), you can also catch them over on YouTube after Mark uploads them.
These were originally daily sessions, though they've become a little sporadic of late. For those wondering what has been played, when it was played, or if you're trying to work out the best performance to check out, a handful of users are keeping track with all the info you need:
Courtesy of smblatch's friend: Check it on Reddit Courtesy of seandamn: Check it on Google Sheets Want the songs? Check it on Google Drive
Did I miss any? I had a feeling there were more that I can't track down now...
Patreob:
As many folks here would already be aware, AJJ launched a Patreob back in early July, giving themselves a brand new way to connect with fans. You can sign up now for $9.99 USD per month, or utilise the Tip Jar tier for $1. To date, 455 people have signed up, but once they hit 666 they’ll be hosting a “giveaway for a signed and doodled Yamaha guitar for our patrons”. If you’re wondering about whether to sign up yet, here’s an idea of what you’re missing out on:
Merch:
There's not been much new merch out recently, but hey, the band are now selling AJJ face masks! The kitten face masks have sold out, but others are still in stock! Grab them from the webstore now! (Keen for a discount, join up to the Patreob to grab a 10% off code if you can afford to!)
Subreddit:
So, this covers the majority of stuff going on in the official world of AJJ, but what about this Subreddit?
Really, there's just two things I want to briefly focus on, and the first is the somewhat contentious topic of the fandom calling themselves "Meat Bees". This has come under fire from some because of the fact the term is rooted in a traumatic experience for Sean. While I don't particularly care either way about fandoms naming themselves, just keep in mind this could be something of a painful experience for some, so exercise your best judgement.
Lastly, the third volume of the AJJ cover album is nearing completion, with the deadline for submissions passing over the weekend. I've messaged everyone who signed up about any outstanding covers, and I've noted that the final deadline is now midnight on Sunday, September 13th. Take your time if need be, but let me know if you're having any issues getting it to me on time!
Anyway, I’m hopefully not missing anything that’s been going on in the world of AJJ, but let me know if I’ve overlooked anything huge, and I’ll add it to the post. Meanwhile, let me know what you think about this newly-launched monthly wrap-up, and if the reception is good, I’ll keep it going!
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2020.08.27 03:27 GeekGurl2000 Dad's violent crime - Woodstock, IL v2.0

I posted this in TrueCrime, and someone suggested I post here. I don't know what would constitute 'justice' in this, as it's unlikely he would be convicted, but if the victim or his family could be found, they could probably win a civil suit and get his house. Aside from that, he's pretty broke. Here goes:
I emailed the police a while ago about it, they said to come in and do a FOIA to justify investigating, and didn't respond when I told them I was out West. Dad's alive, 76 i think. Here's the email:
My father committed a savage crime. I would have been around 5th grade age, so 79-80 is as close as I can get. Paternal grandmother lived in Woodstock, Illinois. She had told my dad that there had been a man in the hallway making her nervous. One night, Dad drove there and beat someone with a billy club. So, I don't have the date, or victim's name, just the approximate location. I don't think it was during winter... but unsure. Grandma lived in an upstairs apartment across the street from a place called Uncle Dan's Tavern, no longer in business. I found an article on my phone that said a business named Liquid Blue was in its location. I recall when Dad got home. His billy club was broken. He said "i got the sonofabitch" My other grandma washed the blood out of his clothes and disposed of the nightstick. years after this event, Dad said he was driving home and recognized the victim in the yard of the local convalescent home, that he was basically vegetative, but locked eyes with recognition. Probably a bit of guilty conscience there. I have no idea why this is coming up in my psyche after all these years, but I want to know what happened to the man. In all probability, Dad just attacked the first person in the hallway. He and his family must wonder why.
Anyhow, I think it's unlikely that he would be prosecuted/convicted with so many unknowns + reasonable doubt. It just occasionally gets dredged up in my mind for unknown reasons, and I feel I lack the research ability to learn any more.
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2020.08.26 01:15 jakesomething COVID Reschedules

In case you don't get the MDB emails, they sent out an update about some shows, here is what they said:
We have decided to move the Halloween Cave shows to April 30 & May 1, 2021- tickets will be honored and we will still be celebrating like it's Halloween. The Saturday show is sold out, but limited tickets are still available for Friday, April 30 at http://store.murderbydeath.com/

If you have tickets you can't use due to postponements, we have set up a moderated Facebook Group to help facilitate Fan to Fan Exchanges to these events. Check it out here https://www.facebook.com/groups/mbdfantofanticketexchange/
Shows that were scheduled for later this year in Louisville, Bloomington IN, Tampa, and Jacksonville will be rescheduled in 2021. We are still working on those new dates with the venues. Hold onto your tickets and stay tuned as we will make it back there as soon as we can!
ALL TICKETS WILL BE HONORED AT THE NEW DATES. NO VENUES HAVE CHANGED!
FEBRUARY 2021 13 London, UK @ The Dome 14 Manchester, UK @ Night & Day 16 Berlin, DE @ Hole 44 17 Cologne, DE @ Luxor
*Amigo The Devil will still be support on rescheduled US dates!* MARCH 11 Madison, WI @ Majestic 12 Detroit, MI @ St Andrews 13 Chicago, IL @ Thalia (Tickets from Saturday, March 14 2020 honored at this date) 14 Chicago, IL @ Thalia (Tickets from Sunday, March 15 2020 honored at this date) 18 Charlottesville, VA @ Southern 19 Washington, DC @ Black Cat 20 Philadelphia, PA @ Union Transfer 21 Pittsburgh, PA @ Mr Smalls 24 Woodstock, NY @ Colony 25 Boston, MA @ Paradise Rock Club 26 Hamden, CT @ Space Ballroom 27 Brooklyn, NY @ Warsaw 28 Cleveland, OH @ Grog Shop
APRIL 30 McMinnville, TN @ Cumberland Caverns
May 1 McMinnville, TN @ Cumberland Caverns
7 Estes Park, CO @ Stanley Hotel 8 Estes Park, CO @ Stanley Hotel
14 Estes Park, CO @ Stanley Hotel 15 Estes Park, CO @ Stanley Hotel 16 Estes Park, CO @ Stanley Hotel
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2020.08.24 07:10 Smeagol_King06 Daily Song #3.

Date. August 22nd 2020
Time. 11:59 PM Eastern Standard Time
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom Brando, "The King and I" and "The Catcher in the Rye" Eisenhower, vaccine, England's got a new queen Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye

We didn't start the fire It was always burning since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it but we tried to fight it Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc

Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, dacron Dien Bien Phu falls, "Rock Around the Clock" Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev Princess Grace, "Peyton Place", trouble in the Suez We didn't start the fire It was always burning since the world's been turning

We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it but we tried to fight it Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai" Lebanon, Charlse de Gaulle, California baseball Starkweather, homicide, children of thalidomide

Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", space monkey, Mafia Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go U-2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo

We didn't start the fire It was always burning since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it but we tried to fight it

Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land" Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion "Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex JFK, blown away, what else do I have to say

We didn't start the fire It was always burning since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it but we tried to fight it Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock

Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan "Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law Rock and roller cola wars, I can't take it anymore

We didn't start the fire It was always burning since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire But when we are gone Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on... We didn't start the fire It was always burning since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it but we tried to fight it We didn't start the fire It was always burning since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it but we tried to fight it
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2020.08.19 21:00 portlane Robert Gill (Nov. 2, 1936 - July 3, 2020)

Robert Forrest Gill
Nov. 2, 1936 - July 3, 2020
Robert F. "Bob" Gill, 83, a gentle Christian man and dear friend to many, died peacefully after a two year battle with brain cancer. He attacked his cancer with a positive attitude, to never give up, give it his all and beat this disease. He lived his life daily by the Bible verse Proverbs 3:5-6 "Trust in the Lord with all your Heart."
His life was full of meaningful relationships. Bob was a loving and caring husband to his wife Faith, who passed away in 2018. High School sweethearts and married for 61 years, they made their lives together a "True Love Story."
Growing up in Portland, Ore., Bob attended Oakley Green grade school and graduated from Jefferson High School ('54). At Jefferson he ran track and played football for the Democrats. As quarterback in 1953, during the Coach Tom Desylvia era, he was First Team All-PIL and earned a berth to play in the annual Shrine All-Star Football game. He received scholarships to Portland State and Oregon State College, and 50 years later in 2005 he was inducted into the PIL Hall of Fame.
In 1954, Bob played "Rookball" at Oregon State followed by one season as quarterback at Portland State. He returned to Oregon State winter term to finish pre-dental studies, and pledged Phi Delta Theta fraternity, where he developed many lifelong friendships. Shortly thereafter, Faith followed him to Oregon State where they became "Forever, Beaver Believers."
After Bob was accepted to the University of Oregon Dental School, Bob and Faith married June 22, 1957. As a dental student, seeking extra income to support a growing family, he used his artistic ability to provide illustrations for two dental textbooks. Graduating in 1961 at age 24, he fulfilled his military duties and moved the family to Camp Pendleton, in Oceanside, Calif., where he was a Lieutenant in the Dental Corps of the U.S. Navy.
In 1963, they moved to Medford, Ore., where he opened his first solo dental practice. Moving to Portland in 1970, the family settled in the Eastmoreland neighborhood, with Bob establishing his dental office in the neighboring Woodstock area.
Becoming a dentist was the perfect career choice for Bob. One really didn't know if it was the dentistry he enjoyed, or all the relationships he had with his patients and his treasured dental staff, whom he treated like daughters. In 2008, after 47 years of dentistry at age 71, he announced his retirement.
From athlete to sports historian to author, his retirement was full. As a member of the Multnomah Athletic Club since 1982, and a former racquetball player, Bob was asked to join the intramural doubles Handballers and never looked back. Bob loved playing with his large group of buddies, which he nicknamed: "his loved ones." With his often-tournament-doubles-partner Ed Grossenbacher, they won two back-to-back MAC Club doubles masters championships, State masters Doubles, and in 2008, the Pacific N.W. Regional 70+ division title. In 2018, the group honored him with the MAC Cebula Award.
Bob's connection to sport and community continued. In 1987, Bob became a board member for the State of Oregon Sports Hall of Fame. For six years, he was chairman of the selection committee. During this time, he discovered his great interest in sports history. An avid writer, Bob dedicated many years to researching Oregon's athletes and coaches, including authoring "It's in Their Blood, a History and Legacies of 53 Oregon Football Coaches" and writing the biography for Jefferson alumnus and dear friend, Mel Renfro in "Mel Renfro: Forever a Cowboy."
He was a board member of Oregon's Fellowship of Christian Athletes. Past president and board member of the Portland chapter of the National Football Foundation and Scholarship program. For years he presented the "walk of champions" award to high school coaches at their annual awards ceremony.
Bob successfully nominated into the Nation College Football Hall of Fame: Oregon State's coach Tommy Prothero, Linfield College coach Ad Rutschman and Portland State quarterback and former NFL player Neil Lomax.
In 1998, Bob initiated, with the help of Neil Lomax and his company Promax, the return of the Shrine All-Star football game to the Portland area, renamed as "The Les Schwab Bowl." Bob was acting chairman and presented the MVP trophy for 20 years.
All of this was a platform for Bob to showcase his love of sports and people. Over the years, he worked to bring people together. Never without his camera, Bob Loved planning reunions to reminisce about experiences and how those experiences built long-lasting memories.
His last banquet was his most treasured honor, the induction into the State of Oregon Sports Hall of Fame in 2019 for his special contribution to sports. Bob was honored that so many friends and family came to support him.
Bob's friendships from his school days to organizations to dental patients were important to him; he nurtured those relationships and took a real interest in their lives. He was a genuine person; an encourager and always put others first. You really saw that Bob lived his full 83 years.
Bob is survived by his four children, Michael (Tina), Scott, Amy Candello (Dave) and Alison Bruun (Scott); six granddaughters, Miranda Maynard (Jeremy), Emily Candello, Marissa Gill, Natalie Bruun, Brittany Gill and Katie Bruun; and his brother, James Gill.
He was preceded in death by wife, Faith; father, Thomas Gill; mother, Marian Reid; brother, Tom Gill; and sister, Suzanne Frink.
Due to COVID-19, Bob's celebration of life will be held at a later date.
Please sign the online guest book at www.oregonlive.com/obits
source: http://obits.oregonlive.com/obituaries/oregon/obituary.aspx?n=robert-forrest-gill&pid=196661945
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2020.08.17 05:57 GeekGurl2000 Dad's violent crime - Woodstock, IL

I emailed the police a while ago about it, they said to come in and do a FOIA to justify investigating, and didn't respond when I told them I was out West. Dad's alive, 76 i think. Here's the email:
My father committed a savage crime. I would have been around 5th grade age, so 79-80 is as close as I can get. Paternal grandmother lived in Woodstock, Illinois. She had told my dad that there had been a man in the hallway making her nervous. One night, Dad drove there and beat someone with a billy club. So, I don't have the date, or victim's name, just the approximate location. I don't think it was during winter... but unsure. Grandma lived in an upstairs apartment across the street from a place called Uncle Dan's Tavern, no longer in business. I found an article on my phone that said a business named Liquid Blue was in its location. I recall when Dad got home. His billy club was broken. He said "i got the sonofabitch" My other grandma washed the blood out of his clothes and disposed of the nightstick. years after this event, Dad said he was driving home and recognized the victim in the yard of the local convalescent home, that he was basically vegetative, but locked eyes with recognition. Probably a bit of guilty conscience there. I have no idea why this is coming up in my psyche after all these years, but I want to know what happened to the man. In all probability, Dad just attacked the first person in the hallway. He and his family must wonder why.

Anyhow, I think it's unlikely that he would be prosecuted/convicted with so many unknowns + reasonable doubt. It just occasionally gets dredged up in my mind for unknown reasons, and I feel I lack the research ability to learn any more.
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2020.08.09 13:28 brokenreborn2013 What if the US population remained flat at 140 million from the end of WW2 till present day but nothing else changes at all?

Context: Have the US population remain flat at 140 million from end of WW2 till present day BUT everything else must remain the same: the US still lands man on the moon at exact day, date and time, Space Shuttle Program goes as per normal. The Korean War and Vietnam War happened as per Original Timeline (OTL), Cold War, Gulf War, Iraq War, Afhganistan War still happens. No cultural differences, Saturday Night Live, Disco, the Hippy revolution, Woodstock, all happens as usual.
US remains a superpower and no change in GDP and military strength.
POD: Immediately after the end of World War 2. However, I have not decided on the exact cause yet and am still considering how likely (or unlikely) it is.
Hypothesis: Two possible causes : 1, a sociological cause, which result in Americans not engaging in the Baby Boom era, or 2, a medical cause, one in which perhaps some kind of chemical from agriculture badly affects the fertility rate of continental USA.
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2020.08.07 23:16 essential_expendable PART 2: (Non-Florida Stores) COVID-19 Infections Confirmed By Media

Note: PART 2 (non-Florida stores) created due to length restrictions of posts on Reddit
View Florida stores here:
https://www.reddit.com/publix/comments/fyv4og/covid19_infections_confirmed_by_the_media_listed/
Updated: Saturday September 19, 2020 05:00 pm EDT
You can send me a private message using chat to get a store# quickly added to this list.
Please send the dates of ALL Passport messages (past and present dates) for a store when reporting it. Stores are experiencing multiple Passport messages with employees testing positive for COVID-19, with some stores having as many as four Passport messages with different dates.
Saturday June 6, 2020
Publix declines to provide company-wide information for COVID-19 coronavirus infections of employees.
https://www.theledger.com/news/20200606/publix-confirms-covid-19-cases-at-lakeland-store
Publix corporate..."We feel that transparency in this emerging public health situation is of utmost importance in order to ensure the health and safety of all Publix associates, your families and our customers."
CODES: (codes are being used to stay under 40,000 character limit for Reddit posts)
MRC = "first reported by media and confirmed by media" followed by date
Alabama (confirmed by media -03 stores)
#1369 Dothan
#1377 Dothan
#1228 Prattville
Alabama (waiting on media confirmation - 14 stores)
#0841 Birmingham-Passport June 26
#1370 Chelsea-Passport July 10
#1206 Gardendale
#1292 Gulf Shores-Passport June 25
#1687 Hoover-reported July 17
#0574 Huntsville-Passport July 11
#0598 Madison-Passport Aug 08
#0745 Madison-Passport June 19
#1404 Mobile
#1026 Montgomery-reported June 15
#1027 Montgomery-reported June 15
#1532 Muscle Shoals-Passport May 31
#1213 Orange Beach
#0842 Vestavia Hills
  1. Passport May 26
  2. Passport July 11
Georgia (confirmed by media - 06 stores)
#1089 Alpharetta
#0026 Cumming
#0519 Cumming
#0471 Macon
#1498 Thomasville-media confirmed June 22
#0430 Valdosta-Passport May 31
Georgia (waiting on media confirmation - 56 stores)
#1096 Acworth-Passport June 18
#0721 Alpharetta-reported July 15
#1019 Alpharetta
  1. Passport July 16
  2. Passport August 12
#0282 Atlanta
#0536 Atlanta
  1. Passport July 19
  2. Passport August 19
  3. Passport September 12
#0718 Atlanta-Passport July 30
#0720 Atlanta-Passport June 19
#0724 Atlanta-Passport June 26
#0783 Atlanta
#0800 Atlanta
#1119 Atlanta-Passport July 14
#1647 Atlanta
#1251 Bethlehem
  1. Passport April 07
  2. Passport May 20
  3. Passport July 02
  4. Passport July 19
  5. Passport Aug 08
#1622 Bonaire
  1. Passport July 12
  2. Passport July 31
#0601 Brookhaven-Passport June 26
#0431 Brunswick-reported June 23 - 2nd incident
#0042 Canton-reported August 28
#0624 Canton
#1064 Canton
#1118 Conyers-Passport July 06
#1063 Dallas
#1217 Dallas
#0765 Dunwoody-Passport July 11
#0579 Fayetteville
#0634 Flowery Branch
  1. Passport April 15
  2. Passport April 24
  3. Passport July 17
  4. Passport Aug 04
#1279 Flowery Branch
#0717 Gainesville-Passport July 25
#1110 Gainesville
#0146 Kennesaw
#0764 Kennesaw-Passport July 30
#0769 Kennesaw-Passport July 05
#1077 Kennesaw
#0859 Lawrenceville
#1078 Lawrenceville-Passport July 22
#0789 Loganville
#1112 Mableton
#1263 Macon-Passport July 13
#1700 Macon-Passport June 26
#0033 Marietta-Passport June 20
#0280 Marietta
#0561 Marietta-reported July 14
#1689 Marietta (GreenWise Market)
  1. Passport June 24
  2. Passport July 17
  3. Passport Aug 07
#1540 Moultrie
#0799 Peachtree City-Passport July 17
#1584 Pooler-Passport June 21
#1154 Richmond Hill-Passport July 07
#0626 Roswell
#0541 Sandy Springs-Passport June 19
#0646 Sandy Springs
#0494 Stone Mountain
#1091 Suwanee
#1435 Valdosta-Passport July 19
#0617 Watkinsville-reported July 20
#0480 Winder-Passport July 03
#0636 Woodstock
#0880 Woodstock
North Carolina (confirmed by media - 03 stores)
#1483 Charlotte
#1623 Emerald Isle
#1516 Wilmington
North Carolina (waiting on media confirmation - 14 stores)
#1677 Carolina Beach
  1. Passport June 15
  2. Passport Aug 12
#1442 Charlotte-Passport Sept 05
#1453 Charlotte-Passport June 20
#1480 Charlotte-reported July 05
#1509 Charlotte-Passport July 17
#1518 Charlotte-Passport July 12 - multiple employees
#1555 Harrisburg
  1. Passport May 31
  2. Passport July 04
  3. Passport July 19
#1582 High Point-reported July 15
#1556 Monroe-Passport July 15
#1533 New Bern-Passport June 15
#1703 Oak Island-Passport June 15
#1551 Raleigh-Passport July 12
#1640 Waynesville-Passport July 13
#1580 Wilmington-Passport June 15
South Carolina (confirmed by media - 10 stores)
#0067 Columbia
#0597 Columbia
#0656 Columbia
#0829 Columbia
#0883 Columbia
#1419 Fort Mill
  1. Passport March 29 - media confirmed May 05
  2. reported July 29
#1412 Indian Land-MRC Sept 03
#1145 Johns Island
#1482 Rock Hill-MRC Sept 03
#1485 Rock Hill-MRC Sept 03
South Carolina (waiting on media confirmation - 17 stores)
#0360 Anderson
  1. Passport July 17
  2. Passport Aug 06
  3. Passport Sept 05
#0563 Anderson
#0845 Bluffton-Passport Aug 12
#1511 Chapin-Passport June 14
#0846 Charleston
  1. Passport June 27
  2. Passport July 18
#1599 Charleston
  1. Passport June 27
  2. Passport July 15
#1379 Clemson-Passport June 19
#0543 Duncan-Passport July 11
#0602 Greenville-Passport June 02
#0531 Greer-reported May 28
#0017 Irmo-Passport Aug 07
#1055 Mount Pleasant-Passport June 27
#1568 Murrells Inlet
  1. Passport July 05
  2. Passport July 23
#0824 North Charleston-Passport July 11
#0687 Spartanburg-Passport July 28
#1120 Summerville
  1. Passport July 28
  2. Passport August 16
  3. Passport August 31
#0632 Taylors-Passport Aug 06
Tennessee (waiting on media confirmation - 09 stores)
#1057 Brentwood-Passport July 29
#1165 Chattanooga-Passport July 13
#1460 Chattanooga-Passport July 22
#1621 Chattanooga
#1356 Cleveland-Passport July 11
#1415 Knoxville-Passport July 29
#1418 Knoxville-Passport July 26
#1268 Mount Juliet
#1211 Nashville
  1. Passport July 01
  2. Passport July 17
  3. Passport Aug 08
Virginia (confirmed by media - 04 stores)
#1594 Colonial Heights
#1587 Henrico-June 08
#1596 Richmond
#1636 Richmond
Virginia (waiting on media confirmation - 01 store)
#1593 Richmond
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2020.08.04 12:00 batteryfireband Battery Fire - Time To Rock - newcomer classic rock album 2020 out now

Battery Fire - Time To Rock - newcomer classic rock album 2020 out now



Hello Friends of good old rock music.
Back in 1969, the time around 16th of August, there was "Woodstock", then only a few years later in 1972, around the same date, there was "Made in Japan"... and in 2019 a young powertrio from Hamburg, Germany made their own homage to Rock Music.
The knew it that the time was there and it was the right thing to do it "now, and do it live".
The Album that they made is called: Time To Rock
And now they share it with you, because in the end thats what rockmusic is all about. It's about giving all you got and resonate with eachother in a energetic rhythm, until your neck hurts a little bit.
Be prepared for more rocknroll homage.
Stay tuned.
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2020.08.02 00:31 adqj808 [RF] The Geo

The Geo rolled along the highway. It was a bright and sunny day. The sky was clear and sun lit the vast landscape of the Canadian Atlantic coast. The ocean was calm and sparking. His girlfriend had her seat leaned back as she stared into the infinite expanse of the Atlantic Ocean. She hadn’t said a word for the last half hour. He couldn’t blame her. This entire drive through Nova Scotia was her idea. It was without a doubt the most beautiful drive they had ever done.
She opened the window. In an instant the car was filled with the deafening thunder of highway air. The salty scent of the ocean filled the car. The ocean air was refreshing but the violent breeze was too much for him.
“Honey, do you mind?” he said.
“Sorry,” she replied, “I just wanted a bit of air.”
She began to manually role the window up. This Geo was an ancient beast of burden and had definitely seen better days. So long as the engine could guzzle along and you got where you needed to go, why complain, he would often tell himself. But when the last of the paint began to scratch away and the air conditioner went, he was starting to think it was finally time to move on. After eleven years of serving him, from the first days of college through to his third job and fourth girlfriend, the car was on its last legs.
Suddenly, he heard a loud crack.
“Shit!”, his girlfriend exclaimed.
He looked over only to see that she was holding a fragment of the window handle.
“Sorry, the damn thing was stuck. I..I tried to force it..”
“And you broke the damn thing off,” he interjected with a cold voice.
“I said sorry. I though it if I just used a little force..”
“How typical. You encounter the tiniest bit of resistance so you jump to try and use as much force as possible,” he said shaking his head.
She gave him a dirty stare. Then suddenly, in a blink of an eye, she whacked her forehand across his temple. He flinched slightly.
“See what I mean,” he said, only this time with a smile on his face.
She giggled and slowly they both began to open up in laughter.
“This thing survived a river plunge, being flipped over by some drunks, and somehow being attacked by an elk. But I think your broken handle there is the final nail in the coffin,” he said through this laughter.
“Finally replacing her?” she asked.
“Yup. You finally did her in,” he replied.
“Then let’s make this one last trip count,” she said.
The both exchanged soft smiles as he pressed the gas and engine struggled to speed on.
They continued to drive on. He eventually had to slow the car down because of the window. The noise of the wind kept either of the them from saying too much. Several cars passed them by. Some made sure to give their horns a long press as they made the pass.
It didn’t bother him. What was the point of being in this remote part of the country if you were just going to speed to your destination? This wasn’t a trip where one simply goes from point A to B just so that they can enjoy themselves at point B. The entire joy of this sort of trip lies in the journey. To simply race by the magnificent hills that lined the coast, to not observe the mighty ocean crashing against the landscape; continuing to shape the earth as it has for millions of years, to not appreciate the natural wonders that surround you seemed like such a waste to him.
After another half hour, his girlfriend had fallen asleep. Her long brown hair was flying all over her face. She still wore a reed bracelet from their first trip as a couple to Costa Rica. All his other girlfriends he had barley lasted a year with him yet some how this woman beside him has managed to stay with him for three years.
His other girlfriends reminded him of how cheap he was on numerous occasions. He didn’t feel that way about himself. He always felt that he spent his money where it mattered to him. For instance, he would spend money buying his girlfriends nice gifts and taking them out to nice restaurants. All of his previous girlfriends most likely felt a little awkward when the valets came to park the Geo.
Perhaps there were other factors which caused the departures of his previous girlfriends but he none came to his mind. He always saw himself as humble, kind, giving, and occasionally stubborn. Regardless of what happened in the past, he thought, he should be grateful that this one stuck around. For one thing, she never said anything about the car. She didn’t really even care to do anything extravagant. Like him, she seemed to appreciate the simple things. On most nights if the weather was nice, they would star gaze and on other nights they would just re-watch classic movies.
One rule that they both had was to never bring their work with them. Unless it was important and urgent, they would never talk about it. She would always say: “Your employer only gets 8 hours of your time a day in return for a paycheck. Money comes and goes but you’re never getting that time back again. So why would give them any more of your time when you’re off the clock, especially if you’re not getting paid for it.” She said that on their first coffee date and they both have stuck by that rule since.
As the three years went along, he was finding himself falling for her more and more. She kept her brown hair long with occasional braids. She wore a different color bandanna almost everyday. Her eyes were a light green and her face was full of freckles. She wore several bracelets on both arms. She collected them from every trip they went on. Like him, she enjoyed being surrounded by the natural wonders that the earth had to offer. They would often frequent national parks and camp for weeks at a time. In fact, they had visited so many parks that both her forearms were almost completely covered by bracelets. She certainly dressed like she belonged in Woodstock several decades ago. The one thing she was missing was a ring of any sort.
The continued to drive along the highway past noon. He could feel himself slipping into a trance. More than once he caught himself drifting into the opposite lane and had to pull back. The temperature gauge on his dash board stood at a brisk 20 degrees Celsius. Perhaps it was time for a short coffee break he thought to himself. He had a French Press tucked away as well a portable stove for heating water. They could enjoy a nice cup of coffee at nice look out point if they came across one.
Over the next thirty minutes the road began to descend. They were no longer driving along the sides of massive hill formations. Instead, they were now almost level with the ocean. This would make it easier for him to find a spot pull over.
About a kilometre up the road, he could see mighty waves crash against rock formations. The waves were fierce this afternoon. There were no signs of any other cars. This would be perfect, he thought to himself. They’ll sit on the rocks, sip their coffee, and take in the majestic sites and sounds of the Atlantic.
Suddenly the road began to curve inland. He kept an eye out to make sure that he didn’t drive by the spot that he saw. He hoped that it was not too far from the main road.
Soon, he found himself driving beside a sizable cliff face. Hopefully there is a path up to that spot, he thought to himself. He slowed the car down as he came across an opening in the cliff face. It was a small inlet in the rock formation that led to a small hill.
As he pulled the car off the road and into the gap in the cliff face, he felt a violent bump. Then another violent bump as the rear wheel went into the same hole he had failed to see. The bump was so hard that they both hit their heads off the top of the car.
“Shit! What the hell!”, she shouted, coming out of her nap.
“Sorry, sorry. I was just pulling over for little coffee break. I missed a pothole. Sorry.”
“What is this? This looks like the perfect spot ambush spot.”
“Who is out here to do the ambushing. There’s an awesome view on the other side. Up that hill. I think you’ll love it.”
He could hear the suspension on the car shriek as he drove further into the inlet of the cliff. He stopped before the hill. They both got out and let out massive yawns as they both stretched their limbs. They cliffs echoed their sounds. This made them both giggle. He was about to yell out when his girlfriend stopped him suddenly.
“Hey do you hear that”, she asked.
“Oh no”, he replied.
The cliffs were echoing faint hissing sound. He looked down at this front tire. Then he looked at his rear tire and saw the same thing. They were both punctured.
“Oh no. No. No. No!” he shouted.
“Did you flatten both tires?”, she asked disingenuously.
He stood silent and simply looked down at his latest achievement. He nodded in response to her and let out a breath of despair. The high and hopeful spirit he was filled with before he made this decision had left him like the air in his tires.
“Well, might as well get the coffee started”, she said smiling at him.
She then turned and began to make her way up the hill. Maybe now is a better time than any other, he thought to himself. Better get this done now before anything else bad happens. He quickly reached inside his car and grabbed the little box on the side of his camera bag. He squeezed it into this back pocket and began to make his way up the hill.
Once he made it to the top of the hill, the salty breeze cooled his face. He could see his girlfriend already seated ahead on the edge of the cliff face. It was a choppy rocky surface with several depressions and hidden slopes. He sat next to her and looked down. It wasn’t a long way down. The water was shallow but the waves were smashing the cliff face. He wouldn’t want to be caught down there. The impact of those waves would send you smashing up against the rocks.
The both looked off into the distance. The light blue haze of the horizon in the distance was nearly a perfect match for the ocean below it. It was difficult to tell where one ended and the other one began. For a few moments, he forgot about the predicaments of their ride at the bottom of the cliff.
“We’ll, you picked a good spot to get a flat.”, she said.
“Just a happy accident I think.”
“A little breezy. Might have a hard time getting the coffee going. I don’t think the flame on that portable stove you have will be match for the wind.”
“I’m sure it will put up a fight. If not, then we’ll just chew on the coffee beans.”
He leaned back until the sun was shining directly on his face.
Suddenly the sound of a massive wave smashing against the rocks sent a jolt through him. Before he could sit up, the water from the gigantic splash rained down at him. He stood up and removed his blinds from his soaked face. His girlfriend was giggling some meters away from the splash zone.
“Don’t get too comfortable. A forecast says a thunder storm is supposed to be moving through here,” she said.
“Well that’s good. You know how many people kill to catch a glimpse of lighting hitting the ocean,” he responded.
He removed his soaked shirt and began to squeeze the water out.
“Tow truck this far out will probably take a few hours to get here. Maybe we might get lucky enough to wait out the storm.”
“Maybe if I’m lucky enough, the lightning hits you and the waves wash you away,” she said jokingly.
A sudden sound of metal crashing interrupted them. He stared at her, the water still dripping from his cloths. They both looked at each other. His heart sank.
“Was that one of your happy accidents,” she asked.
They both raced to the rear of the cliff. They reached the hill that they had climbed. Both of their jaws dropped at what they saw. A giant piece of rock had crushed the Geo. He looked to see where the rock had come from. The dust was still settling but he could see the dust trail coming from the top of the cliff. An overhanging piece of the cliff had completely given out and broke off.
Neither of them said a word. They just stared at what remained of Geo. What was once a badge of his frugality was now a flattened bucket of bolts at the bottom of the cliff. Both of them could have been crushed in that thing, he thought. The fact that they had moved when they did was miracle. The smell of petrol took his nostrils. His gas tank was ruptured. He saw the fuel creeping out from under the wreckage.
Suddenly, a smaller chunk from the original break fell. It hit the wreckage sending small sparks out. This was enough to ignite the fuel. In an instant the wreckage became a flaming inferno. The smoke reached them in no time. Soon the small shrubs and roots in and around the wreckage caught fire as well.
“My car…”, he blurted out. He began to cough as the smoke began to grow thick.
“Come on, let’s step back.”, she said. She gently took his arm and brought him further back.
“Let’s stay away from the there. The fire is probably going to engulf all the green down there. Let’s just wait it out here.”, she iterated to him.
The chance that he didn’t even know he took. He could have almost gotten them both killed. The thoughts were hammering his head. They almost could have died. He wouldn’t have just been responsible for his own death, but her death as well.
“Do you have your phone,” he asked her.
“No. It was sitting in the charger,” she said.
He buried his face in the palms of his hands. He sunk to his knees.
“You left your phone in there didn’t you,” she said.
He did not reply. His arms began to tremble. Everything is okay, he thought to himself. The fire will be high enough that someone will probably see it and stop and they will get out of here. The worst case scenario would be that they have to hide under these unstable rocks as a lightening storm passes.
“Fuck!”, he screamed as he leapt to his feet.
He kicked a small stone so hard it went over of the cliff.
“Hey, its okay. We’ll be fine,” she said.
He didn’t respond. He just looked at the ground and continued to strut back and forth. A million thoughts of concern were going through his head. What would he have done if she had gotten hurt? Why the hell was her phone still even in the charger, it was already at 75%? If she had took it with her they could have called for help?
He felt his back pocket. He felt nothing except his heart racing, He sprinted across the cliff, looking for the little box.
“Hey! What are you looking for,” she asked.
He didn’t respond. He just continued his frantic search. It didn’t help that the color of the box was a perfect blend for every similar sized rock on this cliff.
“Hey will you just ..,”
He didn’t listen. He kept scattering his eyes from one spot to the other. He needed to focus. He couldn’t have any distractions. Among all the useless rocks on this cliff, he was looking for the one worth 3 months salary. Three months of just grinding away at his desk, putting off every little leisure he would normally enjoy. The weight of the compounding sickness drilling through his guts from the outcome of recent events was enough to make him puke.
Just focus, he thought to himself. You’re going to find it. Worst case scenario, you just jump off the fucking cliff because you lost a rock worth a hundred times the burning heap that was your car….
“What the fuck are you looking for!”
“Will you shut up!”
He stared at her with a look of utmost intensity. Despite the overpowering sound of the crashing waves, the silent, tense air that stood between them was all that he could feel.
Her face carried a look of hurt and concern. He closed his eyes and turned away. He couldn’t look her in the eye, not after what he just did. He turned to look towards the cliff.
Suddenly, a shining glare hit his eye. Near the spot where they had lay, he could see the open box, with the 25 carrot diamond twinkling in the sun beam. He felt the weight of despair lift from his stomach. He even broke out into a smile. He moved towards the rock.
As he approached, he heard the thundering smash of a wave below the cliff. Instantly, a massive volume of water came crashing down on the ring. As quickly as he had found it, the water washed the ring away and carried it off the cliff.
He ran towards the edge of the cliff. His instincts froze his legs as he reached the edge. His foreword momentum made him bend over. His foot slipped on the wet surface and he fell on his belly staring down at the abyss below.
It was gone and he was never going to get it back. The diamond that sat in the rough just vanished into the depths of the deep blue abyss below.
A massive wave smashed into the cliff and sent a heap of water up into his face. The salt water burned his eyes. He slowly moved himself back from the ledge. His mind was a freeway of anger and anxiety. He could hear his girlfriend calling to him from behind but he could not make out what she was saying. He had no inkling to even say anything to her. He was just sitting there stuck in his introspective thoughts.
So much so quickly, the thought. First his car, then his diamond ring, and lastly and perhaps most importantly, his girlfriends.
He looked behind; she was gone. He got up and looked around. The cliff had a few small caves that could potentially provide some shelter. He began to walk along the cliff. The terrain was treacherous. One misstep and you would go for tumble. The elevation was constantly changing on this far side of the cliff.
“Help!,” her voice sounded in the air.
His heart sank. He ran over top of a rock. When he got to the top and looked down, he saw her. She was lying on her back. Her foot looked twisted. He raced down to her. She was breathing tenderly. There were streams of tears running down her check. He gently put his arms over his shoulders and brought her into a sitting position.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” he said, fighting back tears in his own eyes.
She didn’t say anything. She looked at her leg and began to whimper.
“I don’t think I can move,” she managed to blurt out in a quiet voice.
“What were you doing,” he asked her.
“What the fuck were you doing? Out of nowhere you began to spaz out! What the hell was that?”
“I’m sorry. There was so just too much that happened all at once. That was all completely uncalled for.”
“Lets just get the hell out of here. There is a storm on its way here.”
“I thought you couldn’t move.”
“Well, its going to hurt allot. As much as I would love to see you get hit by lighting, I would definitely get scorched if I stay out here.”
He helped her too her feet. It wasn’t going to be easy getting her up the rocks and under one of the small caves for cover. He supported her as much as he could to get her over the first rock. She could hardly put any weight on her broken ankle. He couldn’t imagine the pain she was going through. Once they got to the top of the hill, he convinced her to carry her fully. He had remembered watching a survival series on YouTube where British SAS described how to carry someone over your shoulder.
He wasn’t the strongest, but he was all she had. He was careful to not twist his own ankle. Otherwise they would both be down and at the mercy of the storm. After what seemed like forever, they managed to make it to a small cave. He carefully set her down, then collapsed himself as he was out of breath.
“What, we’re you looking for,” she asked.
“An engagement ring.”
“What?”
“I didn’t exactly stop here for coffee really. I was hoping that I could break out the ring. I kept it in my back pocket. But it fell. That’s why I leapt for the ledge. That is why I was losing my mind out there.”
Nothing else was said for a while. She simply stared at him before turning her gaze away. Slowly, the storm clouds appeared. They both sat quietly and watched. As soon as one cloud appeared, the rest came flooding in. It was truly amazing how fast the weather changed. The winds picked up and then in the distance the lightening began.
His camera equipment was burning in the wreckage at the bottom of the hill. Another 6,000-dollar wright off, he thought. The lightening that struck the ocean in the distance was incredible.
The lightening would strike in bursts. There wouldn’t just be one strike, but a cluster of five. He had been to many fireworks displays, but none of them held a candle to what he was seeing now. The show was splendid. At least until the rain began.
The force of the wind blew the rain into the cave. He positioned himself in front of her so that the rain wouldn’t get to her. It was ultimately hopeless. They both sat there as the rain soaked them.
What to do now, he thought. The storm would have most likely put the fire out. If they were lucky there would be a car passing through the area. If there was still smoke left, maybe they would stop. Perhaps they should go and wait by the road once rain dies down.
“How much was the ring?” she asked.
“Why are you asking?
“Just want to know”
“12,000.”
“You went ahead and spent that much on a ring while you were driving that car.”
“Yes.”
She laid her head on his shoulders and held his arm.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“I should've yelled at you,” he said in a tender voice.
Suddenly, a bolt from the heavens struck the water a few meters of the cliff. They both flinched. She writhed in pain immediately.
A speck of dirt fell on his shoulders and a low rumble could be heard.
“Shit, we got to get out of here!”, he yelled.
He grabbed her and made his way out of the cave. As they got out, the ceiling of the cave dropped.
He stood there and thought to himself. They just escaped death a second time.
“Put me down.” She said.
He put her down and held her close. They heard sirens in the distance. Hope eased his mind.
“We’re in this situation because you tried to be thoughtful. Don’t think that you ever need to be that again.”
He nodded in agreement, then held her hand and brought her into his embrace. The loud thunder of a fire engine echoed from below. They were going to be just fine, he thought to himself. They were going to be just fine.
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2020.07.22 17:46 SativaSammy Cobb apartments?

Hi all. My lease is running out soon and I am interested in renting at a different apartment complex than the one I'm currently at in Kennesaw. I'm paying about $1200 a month in rent + baked in fees (excluding utilities) for a 2 bedroom apartment and just feel I could have something nicer for the money I'm spending. I'm looking for something that is a bit more up to date. Newer flooring, newer carpeting, newer cabinetry, etc. I don't need two bedrooms, I only got this unit because I thought it was a good price for the money (at the time.)
My biggest complaint about my current apartment is everything is from the 80s and it shows. Even the craftsmanship of the maintenance crew is half assed. Exposed sealant, lousy paint jobs, etc. The units themselves have these awkward split walls that make it nearly impossible to set up furniture for.
I'm open to complexes in Kennesaw, Acworth, Marietta, or Woodstock. I am not interested in pools, state of the art gyms, etc as I have my own access to those when I want them. I'm really looking for a complex that invests most of their money on the apartments themselves, not the externalities.
I've heard good things about Clarinbridge but am waiting for COVID to die down a bit before touring in person.
Below is a list of places I toured and wasn't interested in. Hopefully all this information helps you help me. Thanks so much in advance for all your help.
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2020.07.18 04:19 JohnGarrigan [SEUS] Spielberg

Nate scrambled around the corner as the Jurassic Jaws snapped shut behind him. The crevice was small, but it branched off and upwards, out of the main canyon, and the T-rex couldn’t follow.
Ahead, Jess and Cat climbed up the slope, scrambling as pebbles slid down beneath their footfalls, tumbling down at Nate. Nate hurried, as behind the T-Rex slammed into the crevice entrance, roaring in frustration.
Jess’ dad had developed time travel, and promised to take us to Woodstock. “It was a summer to remember,” he said.
He was right.
He also set the machine to the wrong date.
It landed in the middle of a herd of dinosaurs.
Dinosaurs are scared of time machines.
So they ran, and now they were trying to get back. They were alone in the past, or so they had thought.
As they reached the top of the canyon they heard it again. Gunshots. Eight of them had stepped in the machine. Nate, Jess, Cat, Jess’ dad, three of his techs and some business guy. None of us had had a gun.
“The gunshots are coming from that way,” Nate pointed.
“The time machine is that way,” Jess replied.
They stared into the distance. The stomping of the T-Rex eventually brought them back to reality. They needed to move. As one, they marched towards the machine. It was a twenty minute walk. As they reached the tree line they saw a gruesome scene.
The three techs lie dead. Each had been shot. Standing over them, holding Jess’ dad at gunpoint, was the businessman. Arnold something, if Nate remembered correctly.
“Billions are on the line Rick. Billions. Tell me how to work the machine and I’ll take your brat back.”
“I have other kids. Used as a weapon the time machine will kill them all.”
Arnold smacked Jess’ dad in the head with the gun. He was facing away from them.
Jess stifled a scream as Nate assessed the situation. They were unarmed. They were alone.
Except, not quite. One hundred feet up the tree line, a triceratops was watching the situation unfold.
Nate felt a plan hatching.
“You guys sneak up on him,” he whispered, “and I’m going to startle that,” he said hooking his thumb over his shoulder at the bull-like dino. “When he charges, if he doesn’t go directly at you guys, jump him. If he does, run.”
Nate didn’t wait for them to argue and snuck off, quickly finding himself behind the uncaring triceratops. Up close, it was as big as his mom’s minivan. Nate didn’t let that intimidate him. Finding a rock, he picked it up and threw it at the dino’s butt as hard as he could.
It bounced off ineffectually and the dino snorted, but didn’t move.
Next he tried a large branch. This did less than the rock.
Frustrated, Nate heard Jess’ dad get hit again.
“Alright. Fine. Ready? Arghhhhhhhhh!” Nate screamed, leaping onto the dino’s backside. The titanic beast snorted, shook, then began a lumbering charge forward. Nate heard a gunshot, then another. Several in quick succession as he held onto the charging beast before finally he got shaken off into the grass. As he rolled to his feet, Nate assessed the situation.
The triceratops was running off into the distance. Jess’ dad stood holding the gun on Arnold, who was lying where the dino had charged. Jess and Cat stood next to him. None of them looked hurt, and Arnold didn’t look shot, just trampled.
His questioning look was answered by Jess’ dad. “He shot at the dinosaur, but it didn’t even flinch. How did you guys survive?”
Jess shrugged. “In the end we had each other.”
Jess’ dad dropped the gun and picked her up. “You guys saved me you know.”
As he set her down, Cat kicked the gun away. “Just promise no more accidental time travel.”
“Done,” Jess’ dad laughed. “Done and done.”
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2020.07.13 20:55 106andStark List of all Portland parks?

I am trying to find a list of all Portland parks, ordered/sorted or not.
I can of course find this information on the city website or on Wikipedia, but not in a format I can easily copy.
Just trying to build a checklist / date log and it would be super if I could find a list of all park names without having to copy/paste a ton.
Cheers!
Edit: Thanks for assisting. In case someone else ever wants this, I am including a list here. Note that I may have missed some as copying on mobile was sketchy.

Albert Kelly Park
Alberta Park
April Hill Park
Arbor Lodge Park
Ardenwald Park
Argay Park
Arnold Creek Natural Area
Ash Creek Natural Area
Berkeley Park
Berrydale Park
Bloomington Park
Brentwood Park
Brooklyn Park
Brooklyn School Park
Broughton Beach
Buckman Field
Burlingame Park
Butterfly Park
Caruthers Park
Cathedral Park
Cherry Blossom Park
Cherry Park
Chimney Park
Clark and Wilson Park
Clatsop Butte Park
Clinton Park
Colonel Summers Park
Columbia Children's Arboretum
Columbia Park
Cottonwood Bay
Couch Park
Council Crest Park
Creston Park
Crystal Springs Rhody Garden
Custer Park
Dawson Park
Delta Park
DeWitt Park
Dickinson Park
Director Park
Duniway Park
Earl Boyles Park
East Holladay Park
Eastbank Esplanade
Eastmoreland Garden
Eastmoreland Playground Park
Eastridge Park
Ed Benedict Park
Elk Rock Island
Errol Heights Park
Essex Park
Fanno Creek Natural Area
Farragut Park
Fernhill Park
Flavel Park
Floyd Light Park
Foley–Balmer Natural Area
Forest Heights Park
Forest Park
Frazer Park
Fulton Park
Gabriel Park
Gammans Park
George Himes Park
George Park
Gilbert Heights Park
Gilbert Primary Park
Glenfair Park
Glenhaven Park
Glenwood Park
Governor's Park
Grant Park
Hamilton Park
Hancock Park
Harney Park
Harrison Park
Hazeltine Park
Healy Heights Park
Heritage Tree Park
Hillsdale Park
Hillside Park
Holladay Park
Holly Farm Park
Holman Park
Hoyt Arboretum
International Rose Test Garden
Irving Park
Jamison Square
Jensen Natural Area
John Luby Park
Johnson Creek Park
Joseph Wood Hill Park
Keller Fountain Park
Kelley Point Park
Kelly Butte Natural Area
Kenilworth Park
Kenton Park
Kern Park
Kʰunamokwst Park
King School Park
Kingsley Park
Knott Park
Ladd Circle Park & Rose Gardens
Lair Hill Park
Lan Su Chinese Garden
Laurelhurst Park
Laurelwood Park
Leach Botanical Garden
Lents Park
Lesser Park
Lillis–Albina Park
Lincoln Park
Linnton Park
Lotus Isle Park
Lovejoy Fountain Park
Lynchwood Park
Macleay Park
Madrona Park
Mallory Meadows Park
Maricara Natural Area
Marquam Nature Park
Marshall Park
McCoy Park
McKenna Park
Merrifield Park
Midland Park
Mill Ends Park
Mill Park
Mocks Crest Park
Montavilla Park
Mt. Scott Park
Mt. Tabor Park
Normandale Park
North Park Blocks
North Powellhurst Park
Northgate Park
O'Bryant Square
Oaks Bottom Wildlife Refuge
Oaks Pioneer Church and Park
Oregon Park
Overlook Park
Parklane Park
Patton Square Park
Pendleton Park
Peninsula Crossing Trail
Peninsula Park and Rose Garden
Pettygrove Park
Piccolo Park
Pier Park
Pittock Mansion Acres
PlayHaven Park
Plaza Blocks
Portland Firefighters Park
Portland Heights Park
Portland Japanese Garden
Portland Memory Garden
Portsmouth Park
Powell Butte Nature Park
Powell Park
Powers Marine Park
Raymond Park
Rocky Butte Natural Area
Rose City Park
Roselawn Park
Rosemont Bluff Natural Area
Sabin HydroPark
Sacajawea Park
Sellwood Park
Sellwood Riverfront Park
Senn's Dairy Park
Sewallcrest Park
Smith and Bybee Wetlands
South Park Blocks
South Waterfront Park
Spring Garden Park
Springwater Corridor
St. Johns Park
Stark Street Island
Stephens Creek Nature Park
Sumner–Albina Park
Sunnyside School Park
Sylvania Park
Tanner Springs Park
Terry Schrunk Plaza
Terwilliger Parkway
Thompson Park
Tideman Johnson Natural Area
Tom McCall Waterfront Park
Tom McCall Waterfront Park
Trenton Park
Tryon Creek State Natural Area
Two Plum Park
University Park
Unthank Park
Ventura Park
Verdell Burdine Rutherford Park
Wallace Park
Washington Park
Wellington Park
West Portland Park Natural Area
West Powellhurst Park
Westmoreland Park
Whitaker Ponds Nature Park
Wilkes Park
Willamette Park
Wilshire Park
Woodlawn Park
Woods Memorial Natural Area
Woodstock Park
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2020.07.09 08:50 Justwonderinif S-Town Timeline IV

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Friday, July 10, 2015
  • Reta and Charlie have put a gate across John's property with "No Trespassing" signs.
  • Tyler is taking care of two of John's dogs (Pipsqueak and Madeline) in the trailer he lives in with his girlfriend, and two of Tyler's daughters.
    • Tyler has to scrounge to get money to take the dogs to the vet.
  • 10AM: Probate Hearing to request permanent guardianship over John's mother.
    • Tyler wants to go to to the hearing to petition the probate judge to intervene.
    • Tyler has a bunch of things at Johns ($25,000.00 worth) at John's house. (Tools, spray paint, tea pot, the swing set, lawnmower, welder, masonry stuff.)
    • Tyler has had a falling out with his partner at the Tattoo parlor, and needs his tools.
    • Tyler shows Brian a bill of sale for 2 x school buses and an 18 wheeler trailer. Tyler says these belong to him.
  • Probate Court: Tyler is sitting off to the side. Brian wants to introduce himself to Reta and Charlie.
    • Reta and Charlie Lawrence are at Probate Court.
    • Brian introduces himself, and asks if he can talk to Reta afterwards.
    • Reta says Tyler's been causing nothing but trouble, and Reta and Charlie are leaving the next day.
    • Reta, Charlie, Tyler, Boozer Downs, and Judge Jerry Powell meet in Chambers. (Note: Judge Powell is one of the judges who defied the Supreme Court decision to give marriage licenses to same sex couples.)
    • Tyler asks the Judge for his own things. Judge Powell explains that the hearing isn't about Tyler's stuff. It's about guardianship. Judge Powell says Tyler can take it up with Reta to get his things back.
    • Reta says she can't talk to Brian now, but asks if John told Brian where his money is hid.
  • Brian meets with John's attorney, Boozer Downs:
    • Boozer says John told him what he wanted to do with his assets. But Boozer can't say what that is.
    • Boozer says John discussed suicide.
    • Boozer had suggested John get a nonprofit or historic trust to take care of the property, maze and the dogs. John replied that he spent too much money, and the person who took over would just sell it.
    • Boozer won't say what John's assets are. He gets cryptic. Boozer doesn't know if John took care of his assets. John had told Boozer "The form" of what he was going to do with his assets. Boozer won't explain "the form." John had talked to Boozer about being un-banked.
    • Boozer suggests that the hunt for John's assets is literally a "treasure hunt."
  • Boozer suggests Brian talk to Faye Gamble, and invites Faye over to speak to Brian.
    • Faye and Brian go back to her office at Town Hall
    • Faye says she met John when she became town clerk ten years ago.
    • Faye tells Brian about the night John killed himself and her nightmares.
    • Faye will not show Brian the list of people John wanted contacted.
    • Faye is vague with Brian about instructions John gave, and "certain things" John wanted her to find.
    • John told Faye were to find "certain things," but Faye won't say what those "certain things" are.
    • Faye says that John had previously told her about wanting to leave assets to Tyler and his brother. But that John didn't say anything about that the night he killed himself.
    • Later, Faye lies to Reta and Charlie and tells them she has not talked to Brian.
    • Faye will not give John's contact list or instructions list to Reta and Charlie who find this suspicious.
Mid July, 2015
  • Approximate: Olin Long has not spoken to John for a year. When he calls the house phone number (that the McLemore's have had since the 1960s) is disconnected). Olin googles "John McLemore obituary" and learns of John's death via a condolence web site, six months ago.
  • Tyler steals John's truck from John's property. Tyler takes John's laptop, and every piece of paperwork he can find down to birth certificates and deeds, and John's Grandfather's railroad stock papers, John's two vehicles.
    • In John's house, Tyler found John's "people to contact" list. Fifteen names and numbers on the list. Reta's name, Woodstock Town Hall, Vet, and Lawyer. Tyler's name is not on the list. There's a group of names at the top. Each of those names is a mystery to Brian. Of the first seven names at the top of the list, not one of them showed up at John's funeral.
  • Tyler posts John's truck on Facebook, and sells it. Someone signed John's name on the title in July, and sold the truck for $3,300.00 to someone who lives near the Mississippi state line. Tyler told the buyer that his step-dad was John B. McLemore
  • Tyler posts John's Mercedes on Facebook and sells it for $900.00
Less than a week after Reta Takes Ownership of the Property
  • Tyler notes that Reta has sold all his tools, John's clocks, and cleaned the place out.
  • Tyler has been looking for the hidden treasure, looking underneath John's house, etc. According to Tyler, John showed Tyler gold bars and was buying gold at 30k per clip. "We got to find it, Brian..."
End of July, 2015
  • Tyler has been using a metal detector to search the property. Tyler says it looks like the movie "Holes" on John's property.
  • Reta's neice checks on the property and sees there has been a break-in at the shop.
    • Reta's neice calls Officer Jerry Lightsey who says that he's not going to come over or file a report, and Mary Grace should be calling, not Reta's neice... The next day:
  • Tyler removes the 18-wheeler and two school buses from the McLemore property.
    • Tyler says he showed the police his bills of sale and asked them if he could take the buses and trailer and the police said yes, he could take them.
    • Tyler calls Brian while he's doing this. The buses and trailers are towed out. They are filled with lumber, a clawfoot tub and wood stove. Tyler wants to build a house on his grandmother's property.
    • A friend of Reta's calls her to tell her Tyler took the buses. The next day:
    • Reta and Charlie drive to Woodstock and case Miss Hick's house, taking pictures of the buses and trailers in Miss Hicks's yard.
    • July 22: Reta's Photo of Property Destruction
    • July 22: Buses and Trailer on Tyler's Grandmother's property
    • That same day, warrant is issued for Tyler's arrest for trespassing.
    • Later, Tyler leaves a message on Reta's answering machine saying, "If you don't quit driving by my house, and harassing me, I am going to fill your ass with buckshot."
  • Reta visits The Woodstock Police in person.
    • Jerry Lightsey says, "You have got to stop driving by Miss Hicks's house! You have got to stop harassing him, or I will arrest you!"
    • Reta says, "So, Tyler can steal Mary Grace's shit, but I can't drive up and down a public road?!"
    • Jerry Lightsey says, "Lady, you gotta back off!"
  • Reta has pressed charges for trespassing, for theft of the trailer and buses.
  • Tyler emails a photo of the "people to contact" list to Brian. Fifteen names and numbers on the list. Reta's name, Woodstock Town Hall, Vet, and Lawyer. Tyler's name is not on the list. There's a group of names at the top. Each of those names is a mystery to Brian. Of the first seven names at the top of the list, not one of them showed up at John's funeral.
  • Tyler and Allen Bearden talk the day before Brian meets Allen. Allen buys off on how fishy stuff has played out.
  • Brian meets with #4 on the list: Allen Bearden in Pell City, AL
    • Allen says that Horologists experienced a heyday in the nineties.
    • Allen says that John was out of the business in 2012, when they met. But John helped Allen fix an Elliott Grandfather clock.
    • Allen says John was a master, and explains about the Elliott Grandfather clock. John had an reputation for working on high-end, world-class clocks. John was the best.
    • Allen had tried to get John help, and invited him over to get out on the river. John never came. Could not get away from his mother for that long.
    • Allen says it is fishy and suspicious that he was not notified and he isn't sure why Faye would want to micro-manage and control the situation. Allen suggests Brian call the other people on the list. Allen says those people are on the list for a reason.
Later in the Summer, 2015
  • Approximate: Kendall Burt buys all of the McLemore property from Mary Grace.
  • Brian talks to #6 on the list: Bill Maier.
    • Utah Bill is a friend and clock customer of John's for decades. Bill lives in Utah in a house that is more like a museum than a house. Bill thinks it is so sad to hear that John finally did it. So incredibly sad.
  • Brian talks to a Pacific Northwest friend who says that he only heard about John's death from Faye, after the funeral.
  • Brian talks to Duncan Greig, a respected clock restorer from Tunbridge, England. John and Duncan had never met, but developed a friendship over the phone, and via letters.
  • Brian talks to Tom Moore - John's Chemistry Professor in College, and a lifelong friend. Faye called Tom after the funeral.
  • We don't know if Brian talked to the Birmingham, Alabama mechanic on the list.
    • From all these conversations, Brian learns that: John helped one of his friends rebuild a clock from WWII/Greiling Germany; John worked on a clock once to the point of tears; John worked on a clock for seven years; John could recite Poe from memory; John told some of them he was running down his savings; John told some of them he had converted his money to gold and hid his money; John talked to some of them about a will.
    • All John's friends feel like someone is taking advantage of the situation. They speculate about the Reta & Charlie, Faye, and the Goodsons. Brian thinks that if the Goodsons had the gold they would tell him. John's friends feel like someone is getting away with something.
  • Brian visits another friend of John's named Bill (Alabama Bill) who lives in a suburban house near Bibb County.
  • Just after the trespassing charge, but before the felony charges, Brian visits Tyler.
    • Brian tells Tyler that if he ever finds any gold, not to tell him, because it would be public.
  • August, 2015: Cheryl and Jeff's 12th Anniversary.
End of August, 2015
SeptembeOctober 2015
  • Brian is at the Best Western and runs into Reta.
    • Brian slips a note under her door. Reta, and Charlie and two other cousins of John's all meet with Brian in the Hotel Common Area
    • Charlie thinks it is a terrible idea to talk to Brian who is just trying to pit them against Tyler.
    • Reta and Charlie call Tyler a con man and note that the buses and 18-wheeler were on John's property before Tyler's bill of sale.
    • Brian asks about the text message from John. Reta thinks it was sent by Tyler, from John's computer.
    • Faye Gamble has not shown Reta and Charlie the list of instructions from John.
    • Boozer Downs was supposed to take a written statement from Faye about what John said the night he committed suicide, but he still hasn't done it. Reta and Charlie are suspicious of Boozer.
    • Reta and Charlie think that Boozer is in cahoots with Tyler.
    • Brian asks where Mary Grace is and Reta won't say.
  • Tyler suggests that Boozer is in cahoots with Reta and Charlie to suppress the will and steal the gold.
  • Boozer Downs emails Brian asking to retract his interview:
    • It got ugly in the hearing. I'm concerned that I should not have spoken to you on the recording
    • Boozer says he did not hide the will, because there was no will to hide.
  • One of John's friends emails Brian and says, "Maybe I knew too much."
  • Allen Bearden feels like someone has taken John's gold, and somebody got it, and there is a cover-up happening. Allen thinks someone has the gold.
  • Brian visits Faye Gamble a second time:
    • Faye insists she called everyone before the funeral, right there from City Hall.
    • Brian gives Faye an out and tells her maybe she was too traumatized. Faye insists that that wasn't it, and she called everyone on the list, before the funeral.
    • Faye says she has finally given the list to Reta and Charlie.
    • Faye says Reta is lying, and she never told them she didn't speak to Brian.
    • During this second interview, Reta reveals that John told her that his gold was wrapped in a towel in the freezer.
    • Fay says she told the police that John said there was gold in a towel in the freezer.
    • Faye said she didn't look in the freezer, suspects Tyler, and knows things she can't talk about.
  • Brian visits K-3 Lumber and talks to Kabrahm:
    • Records the story in Kabrahm's own words, for the podcast.
    • Brian said he talked to Kabrahm about a year after his first visit to Alabama. (This places the Kabrahm interview in SeptembeOctober of 2015.)
  • Approximate: Brian interviews Cheryl Acker Dodson and Jeff Dodson.
October 10, 2015
October 17, 2015
  • Brian gets an email from Olin Long, who was not on the contact list. Olin Long would like to listen to the radio episode when it airs. The two arrange an interview.
October, 2015
  • Approximate: Tyler gets a temporary job at a factory in Georgia.
  • Approximate: Mary Grace goes on a River Boat trip, and a trip to Gatlinburg, TN. Mary Grace has gained 18 pounds.
Monday, November 9, 2015
  • Approximate (Four months after John died): Woodstock Town Hall: Tyler's Court Hearing for misdemeanor trespassing for taking the buses and 18-wheel trailer.
    • Reta and Charlie are present. A special prosecutor is called in from out of town. And Tyler's attorney is here from Bessemer.
    • Tyler is not present because of the job in Georgia. Tyler is slapped with a Failure to Appear.
  • Town Hall Parking Lot: Reta and Brian talk. Reta thinks Tyler has been taking advantage of 89-year-old Mary Grace.
    • Reta has found one bank account with 98 dollars in it. Reta thinks that the 18-wheeler and buses could have helped pay for Mary Grace's care.
    • Brian refers to Mary Grace as John's legal heir when court records show that everything was in Mary Grace's name and John was Mary Grace's heir.
    • Reta thinks that John was forced by Tyler to drink cyanide... was cheered on. She told the police she thinks they dropped the ball.
    • Reta speculates that John and Tyler had an argument. Reta thinks that Tyler is a thief who has ransacked the house.
    • Reta has tried to track John's gold by calling the mint and the US Treasury.
    • Reta has John's baby book that includes: Report Cards, Birth Certificate, Family Pictures, and Class Photos. She offers to make copies for Brian.
    • Reta tells John about Mary Grace's weight gain and trips and how Mary Grace is doing better than she had under John's care. Reta says John had boarded up the windows in Mary Grace's room, and Mary Grace has lost ten years.
    • Reta is mad at herself that she didn't put two and two together.
Mid November, 2015
  • Approximate: Brian interviews Mr. Not-A-Good-Person. His wife looks over the shoulder. The man says that John wanted a partner.
    • Brian asks if the relationship was sexual and the man says it wasn't sexual, but John might have wanted to.
    • There is speculation that Mr. Not-A-Good-Person is Tyler's father, Rodney, due to shared mannerisms.
  • A grand jury has indicted Tyler on a felony count for theft of the 18-wheeler, and the buses full of lumber and antiques. Exact date of the indictment unclear
  • Approximate: Reta has asked the police to look into John's missing truck and Mercedes. The Woodstock police came back to Reta and told her that "Everything was fine. The vehicles belong to Tyler."
End of November 2015
  • Tyler goes to pick up his youngest daughter and the girl's mother won't give Tyler his daughter. Tyler breaks down the door, and the police are called. A gun is involved, and Tyler is arrested for "armed burglary."
  • Approximate: Tyler lures an electrician to the house he's building from John's lumber and trailer.
    • Tyler threatens to cut off his fingers for stealing his grandfather's guns.
    • Tyler beat the guy up. And didn't cut his fingers off.
  • Mary Grace's 89th Birthday
Mid December 2015
  • Brian interviews Olin Long for five hours in a hotel in Birmingham, Alabama (and six hours the next day.) Total 11 hours.
December 15, 2015
December 17, 2015
Sunday, December 20, 2015
  • Tyler's mother messages Brian on Facebook and says Tyler will be in jail on Monday. Brian calls and talks to Tyler's maternal grandmother, Miss Irene Hicks, since Tyler's mother isn't up to talking.
    • Tyler has nine felony charges against him.
    • Tyler has a fourth baby on the way with his current girlfriend, Cami.
    • Tyler's mother, Maya, is supported by Tyler's grandmother.
    • Tyler and his kids and Cami are living in a half-finished house in Miss Hicks's yard.
Monday, December 21, 2015
  • Tyler has a court date for the armed burglary charge. Tyler pays his $1,000.00 bond and leaves.
    • Tyler's forgery and theft case are scheduled to go to trial in early summer 2017.
January 2016
  • Reta:
    • Charlie's father has moved in with Reta and Charlie, after surgery.
    • Reta calls Brian, and they talk for three house. Reta is trying to get some information.
    • Reta isn't sure who she can trust and who she can't trust at the Woodstock Police.
    • Reta has discovered that Tyler has sold John's Truck and Mercedes. The State has revoked the title to the truck. The man who bought the truck agrees to give the truck to Reta.
    • Reta believes someone in the police department is feeding Tyler information. Reta has not told the police that she's uncovered the sales of these vehicles, because she thinks the police are feeing Tyler information.
    • Brian tells Reta how Tyler sees her. Brian finds that in contrast with how Reta comes off to him.
  • Brian calls the Woodstock police and eventually visits Woodstock:
    • Officer Lightsey refuses to speak to Brian.
    • Police Chief Len Price says that Tyler was told he couldn't take anything from the house until matters were settled in Probate Court.
    • Police Chief Len Price says that the town of Woodstock had to pay to clean up the suicide scene.
    • Police Chief Len Price says that the cops didn't find any money or gold in John's house.
    • Brian learns that Jerry Lightsey is a family friend of Tyler's. Lightsey is especially good friends with Tyler's mother, Maya. And comes to Miss Hicks's house regularly.
    • Tyler gave Officer Jerry Lightsey a tour of the house he is building using items he took from John's property.
    • Jerry Lightsey was winking and implying that the trailer was a "different trailer" not John's trailer.
    • Maya tells Brian that Jerry Lightsey is stressed over Tyler's legal situation, and that Jerry is eagerly waiting to retire in 2017. Jerry is tired of having to choose between his friends and his job.
February 2016
  • Reta says it was "during this time" that she "spilled her guts" to Brian Reed.
  • February 16: Reta and Charlie meet with the ADA in Centerville. The ADA wants Reta to return for the grand jury on February 24.
  • February 24: At the grand jury, Tyler is charges with the theft of two vehicles, two buses, one trailer and the lumber stored in the trailer.
    • During this trip, Reta makes the decision to sell the McLemore house and property that had been in Mary Grace's family for over 100 years. According to Reta: There was no way I could stop the trespassing and vandalizing of the house and property. Every time I went over there, it was another window broken, another broken lock, just pure meanness! We were taking one step forward and three steps backwards. I had dealt with the odor, the heat, the cold, the dampness, dead rats, and destruction long enough. I really felt that I would get a call any day telling me the house had been burned down. I just could not take it anymore. My mind was made up, I had no choice but to sell the place. Of course, the financial situation was another reason. It really broke my heart.
April 2016
  • April 1: Reta makes a deal to sell the house to the Burt's.
  • April 16: Reta is back in Alabama. Mary Grace had been referred to a surgeon concerning her lifelong condition on her leg, so, I wanted to be there to discuss her options with the doctor. She let him know quickly he was not cutting on her leg. And I [Reta] totally agreed.
  • We moved more stuff from Mary Grace’s to storage, boarded up another window that had been broken out and then I called an Auctioneer to come and pick up anything that was left. At this point I felt I had done all I could do.
  • April 26: Reta heads back to Florida.
August 2016
  • August 11: The sale of the house closes.
Spring, 2016
Summer, 2016
  • June 7: Cheryl turns 44
  • August: Cheryl and Jeff's 13th Anniversary.
  • August 23: Jeff Dodson elected mayor of Woodstock.
Fall, 2016
2017
2018
http://www.al.com/news/birmingham/index.ssf/2018/02/woman_receives_3_million_judge.html
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2020.07.09 08:49 Justwonderinif S-Town Timeline III

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2014
  • New Year's Day: John's dogs get into a big fight and his dog Schroeder is fatally injured. John writes:
    Somehow I made it about four hundred feet down the hill with Schroeder in my arms, half clinging to my face, blood pouring off chin. I suddenly tripped on a root and dropped him on top of me. Broken leg and all. In the fall, Schroeder had let go of my face and now blood was pouring out of both of us. My other older dogs then began circling around us. I quickly realized they were still in attack mode, and I was out of breath.
    I looked at the other dogs, then up at the gray sky, thinking: Is this it? Is this how I am going to die, torn to pieces by the puppies that I raised and fed with baby bottles?
    ...it was New Years Day. There were no animal hospitals open, and no chance of getting one on the phone, either. A few phone calls yielded the expected results. I remembered an old expression: "Whatever you do on New Years Day, you will be doing for the rest of the year."
    The cleaning ritual commenced once again. This time I got into the tub to wash myself, and realized what a strong dog Schroeder actually was. He's going to make it, I thought. I reminded myself that a tiny little acorn turned into a great hickory tree.
    I set the alarm on the E. Ingraham clock in Mama's room. She still asked after the dog's welfare. Do you think he is going to be okay? How is he doing now? Has he gotten any better? she asked. I sure am sorry, she said.
    He vomited again, a much darker-colored vomit, and when I attempted to wipe it from his mouth, I found that I could not even get my fingers between his clenched teeth, let alone a damp rag. I curled up the corner of a washcloth and did what I could.
    We were together alone on that white tile floor for quite some time, like two candles in the middle of the night. Finally, one massive tremor, like a sort of earthquake from within, shook his whole body, and I realized that he was passing, or perhaps already had and this was just some neurologic convulsion. I always wondered what had caused that trembling. Do we all shake like that at the moment of death?
    I looked up at that flaking paint on the bathroom ceiling, that goddamned hole in front of the door and the inside of the roof that leaks all the way to the stars and just cried out.
    I then let the three spaniels out of the kitchen. The black one left that night, and never returned. Perhaps she knew. Perhaps she was killed by a hunter, hit by a car, poisoned, or bitten by a snake. In this shit of a town, the possibilities for death are endless.
    John takes Schroeder's lifeless body out to the woods. Later, John buries Schroeder.
  • The maze has grown in a bit
  • March 15: John’s 48th Birthday
    • Tyler is 21 years old.
    • Michael Fuller is 43
    • Rodney is 44 years old
    • Tyler says that John started getting tattoos at the age of 47, and got enough tattoos over one year to equal what it would take anyone else a lifetime to accrue.
    • Bubba says that John's motivation for getting so many tattoos was to help Tyler, and to give Tyler money. Bubba said that John had "sacrificed his skin" for this cause.
  • May: John has written a story about the death of his dog Schroeder, called: "Death of a Giant"
    • Guy McPherson publishes it on his web site. The story gets so many subsequent negative comments that John asks Guy to remove it.
    • The story is published in the Procyon Short Story Analogy
    • Bio to accompany the story: John B. McLemore resides at his grandfather's old homeplace in a small, crumbling town in Alabama. For many years, he restored antique clocks, performed 19th-Century electroplating, fire gilding, bronze patination, and micromachining for other shops. His varied interests have included sundials, the Astrolabe, chemistry (particularly electrochemistry), investing, climate change, peak oil, the 80s New Wave and Eurodisco, and numerous other subjects. An avid gardener, John planted his first hedge maze in 2009, and still finds time to pull some of the weeds. He currently cares for his mother, his last remaining relative, who is ailing with dementia.
  • May 2: Brian has finished and released: TAL: "I Was So High"
  • June 7: Cheryl's 42nd Birthday
  • July 4: Brian and his future wife visit DC
  • July 16: John's neighbor tries to kill his wife with a hammer and a tractor
  • July 24: In an email, John reaches out to Reta about the Clouse house being torn down. John talks about suicide and despair.
  • July 31: Birmingham, Alabama Water Board Scandal that bothered John.
  • August 1, 2014: John posts a version of the "Worthwhile Life Defined" essay that he would later send to Brian
  • August, 2014: Cheryl and Jeff's 11th Anniversary.
  • September 9: John comments on Peakoil.com
    To break up the monotony here a bit….Never Been Married, Never Will. I have never met a Happily Married Man in my life. As a single dude, I could tell back in ’05 when I first started reading about peak oil and global warming, that these 2 issues were going to be ‘too big’. So yes, it is possible to become a doomer without being screwed yourself in the process. I could always take a look around at other peoples failed marriages and draw conclusions without having to re-invent the wheel myself.
  • September 10: John comments on Peakoil.com
    I am currently befriending a 21 year old boy with 3 kids by 3 different girls. He lives in an old U_Haul van behind a tattoo parlour. I am trying to help him get out of the court system, and point him in the direction of independence….something he has never known. His father used to rape his mother while he and his baby brother hid behind the sofa. This young man grew up watching his mother being raped on the living room floor nightly by his father. His same father raped his older sister as well as his niece when the girls were only about 12-13 years old. This young fella entered the court system at 14 as a result of attempting to escape his homelife. Hopefully, I can instil a bit of useful knowledge into this boy about the future.
  • September 11: John comments on CleanTechnica
  • September 21: John comments on CleanTechnica
  • September 23: John quotes William S. Burroughs on Peak Oil
  • September 26: Brian has finished and releases TAL: "The Secret Recordings of Carmen Segarra"
  • September 27: John comments on "Driver's License Slavery" and being a "Doomer" on an online forum.
  • Approximate: As they are exchanging emails, John sends Brian an essay he wrote called "A Worthwhile Life Defined."
    • Brian says that John would say that people shouldn't use the "N" word, and then he'd use the "N" word. Brian says that John was a racist, homophobe, and misogynist. Even though he would be empathetic, and be outraged at inequality and injustice.
  • Tyler turns 22
  • October 11: John writes about being careful with his money
  • October 14 (Approximate) Brian visits John for the first -- and only -- time
    • Gets a tour of the property. Meets Mary Grace.
    • John shows Brian his 53 page manifesto, and suicide note. John wishes Brian hadn't said it out loud. This is the only time they met in person.
    • John shows Brian a video of the history of the fossil fuel industry, and says that there was a chance that John wouldn't be alive by the time Brian had arrived.
    • John shows Brian how he has sent his suicide note to Town Hall, and his attorney. The suicide note sent to Town Hall, has instructions including how many dogs he has, where some -- but not all -- of the money is hidden. And a list of people to contact.
    • John says he's unbanked, and that 100k would go to Peta. John said that he could stay alive and burn through his money or leave it to Jake and Tyler. John wants to leave Jake and Tyler a "shit pot" of money.
    • 2nd night in Alabama: Brian meets Jake at John’s kitchen table.
    • 3rd day in Alabama: Brian visits Black Sheep Tattoo Parlour, and is shown the back room with the bar and stripper pole.
    • Brian talks to Bubba outside. Bubba says that John "sacrificed his skin to keep them in business."
    • Brian visits with John and Tyler in the workshop. Tyler is filing a chain saw. John makes a gold plated dime for Brian..
    • Exterior of John's Shop. Photo taken in 2017.
    • John's shop in 2017, a year after his death
    • John shows Brian his stomach tattoos and nipple piercings.
    • Tyler doesn’t have a place to live. He’s sleeping at the Tattoo Parlour
    • 4th day in Alabama: John and Brian run errands in John's 1985 Mercedes 190E: To the Bibb County Courthouse, Library, and Burt Family compound. Brian's last night. John wants to stop by Little Caesar's to get a pizza for Mary Grace. John says he's going to miss Brian. Brian says he's miss John, too. The Little Caesar's manager tells Brian he can't record in the store, and John gets indignant. John says the manager is probably a "f_g." And is a "top." John asks Brian to turn off the recorder and tells Brian about a local man with whom he'd had a sexual relationship. The man was not a good person. The man had worked on John's yard over the years. They'd been close.
  • Approximate: John sends Brian the 5th revision of his 53 page manifesto titled: Critical Issues for the Future
    • Does anyone have a transcription of the manifesto as distilled by Brian?
  • November: Mary Grace's 88th birthday
  • December 24: Brian proposes to his future wife
  • December 26: Air Date: "Wake Up Now"
    • Brian has not been in touch with John as much since he's been working on this episode.
February 6, 2015
Exact Date Unknown
  • Police come to John's house and threaten to search it without a warrant.
  • Cahawba Christian Academy votes to hire Ms. Gail Sammons as Principal
February 11, 2015
  • John joins the internet forum Peak Oil
February 13, 2015
March 15, 2015
  • John’s 49th Birthday
    • Tyler is 22 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 44
    • Rodney is 45
    • John decides to get the back tattoo?
    • In order to create the back tattoo, John went into the woods, and picked a tree branch and asked Tyler and his friends to whip him, then tattoo him over the welts.
March 20, 2015
  • Bubba posts a picture of John’s finished back tattoo.. Brian notes that John did not have this tattoo when he last saw John in October.
End of March, 2015
  • Tyler and John have developed a ritual that they call "Church."
    • John said this means they get in the backroom of the shop and get drunk as hell.
    • John said he lets Tyler practice on him. They call the Wild Turkey the Holy Water, the back room the "sanctuary," the tattoo needles are the reliquaries.
    • John says that he just listens to Tyler during these sessions, and that Tyler asked him about life and death. He explains things like the theory of relativity to Tyler. Or, they'll just turn off the lights and be quiet together.
    • Tyler says the "Church" sessions started off with Tyler going over to John's to tattoo him for $100.00 per hour.
April 10, 2015
  • TAL Episode: Last But Not Least available for download.
    • Brian has not been in touch with John as much since he's been working on these episodes.
  • Approximate: Up until the Spring of 2015, Tyler has not had a serious girlfriend, or a regular place to live. This changes in the Spring of 2015. Tyler starts dating and getting serious about Cami.
  • Approximate: Tyler says that John started asking him to tattoo over existing tattoos, over and over again.
    • Tyler says that John would ask Tyler to pierce his nipple, just to pierce them, over and over again. John's nipples were already pierced, but he wanted Tyler to re-pierce them before each new tattoo.
    • Tyler said that John would get an endorphin high off the pain fix of piercing his nipples over and over again.
    • Tyler said that Church morphed into an elaborate form of "cutting." The excitement and thought of it cleared his mind from all his worries. His mind was blank.
    • Tyler said his company also helped John.
April/May, 2015
  • Photo of John in the maze with back tattoo
  • Brian says: As the months have gone by:
    • John has devoted himself to changing Tyler's life.
    • Every time Brian calls, Tyler is either there, was just there, or John is waiting for Tyler to get there.
    • John is giving Tyler more and more work, giving Tyler more and more money. John has hired Tyler a lawyer, and is accompanying him to court. John is giving Tyler lectures and advice. John sometimes feels like it is a "user-ship" as opposed to a friendship.
    • Tyler has moved into South Forty, the trailer park across the street from John.
    • John is thinking of putting Tyler and Jake in the will. Tyler and John take walks, and like to spend time together.
    • John and Tyler have built a swing. John wishes that Jake and Tyler understood trigonometry, algebra, and geography. John says that Tyler has a lot of his Daddy's (Rodney's) mannerisms, including grunting.
    • Jon has built a bar for Tyler to exercise on.
    • Tyler has a bed in John's dining room and is pretty much living there. Tyler is taking care of John, his mom, the dogs, the yard. They depend on him.
    • Undated Photo of John and Mary Grace
  • Once, while talking to Brian on the phone, John pisses in the sink and says he has a little, short dick).
  • Approximate: John goes on a buying spree, buying antique toys, glass chickens he was obsessed with, and materials for swingset, etc.
  • Approximate: Brian talks on the phone with the Chief at the Tuscaloosa County Sherriff's Department:
    • Learns that there was no murder.
    • Learns that no one would press charges. Case closed.
May 5, 2015
  • John comments on Peakoil.com
  • Approximate: Cami and Tyler move in together. Tyler spends less time at John's.
  • Tyler starts tattooing John's nipples with empty needles. There is no point to this, except for the pain of it. Tyler recommended this as therapy to John, telling him that it was like a stress reliever. Later, Tyler shows Brian a video of John getting his nipples "tattooed" with blank needles.
    • Tyler said he was "getting used to the crazy shit he was having me to do him."
    • Tyler says that what John started to want things that went far beyond any weird stuff he'd been asked to do before.
June 7, 2015
  • Cheryl's 43rd Birthday
  • Approximate: John and Brian's last phone conversation.
    • John has been mulling over climate change since 4:30AM.
    • 2:25PM: John says he is just sitting there with his orange pants on, waitin' on Tyler.
    • Brian communicates to John that there was no murder.
    • John ruminates on climate change.
    • John tells Brian about the time he tried to mentor Michael Fuller, who would be about 45 on this day, and is living in New York City.
    • John says, "Even after 25 years, you'll remember me." And Brian says, "I'm never going to forget you." Seems like this would make it something like a final conversation -- for the time being.
    • Brian says this conversation took place almost a 18 months after John first told him about the "murder." (A year and a half would make it June of 2015.)
  • By now: "Church" is one of the main ways John and Tyler spend time together. Tyler says the brutality of what John wanted Tyler to do to him kept intensifying, far beyond tattooing with an empty needle or repeated nipple piercings, or being lashed with a tree branch.
    • Tyler said that it was happening every day. That they'd be working in the shop and John would say, "Do you think we can have a church session real quick"
    • Tyler says it was getting so ridiculous, he couldn't keep up with it. Tyler is wary of the things that John wanted him to do. Tyler says he tried to put an end to it, and wouldn't do it for a couple of weeks. But it threw John into a depression.
  • Approximate: Allen Bearden has been out of town at a Watch and Clock Convention and hasn't talked to John for a while.
June 13, 2015
  • Brian says Tyler is 24 by now.
  • John adds five books of feminist literature to his Amazon Wish List
Thursday, June 18, 2015
  • Tyler takes Noel to John's house, to swing on the swing.
    • John asks Tyler to "skin his head" so Tyler shaves John's head so it looks like Tyler's.
    • Noel teases John, "ha, ha, ha."
    • John told Noel she would have a similar haircut when she got the women's prison.
    • Tyler is furious and "calmly eases out of there."
  • Approximate: Allen Bearden returns from the clock convention and Allen and John email a bit, back and forth.
Friday, June 19, 2015
  • Jake's wife, Skyler, and John talk on the phone for four hours.
    • Skyler says John talked about how bad the world is and no one should bring any more kids in the world.
    • But, "he was fine."
Sunday, June 21, 2015
  • Father's Day: John and Tyler don't spend the day together because of what John said to Noel.
  • Afternoon: John listens to Brian's February 2015 TAL episode about police and African Americans and sends Brian a string of emails, as John listens.
  • John sends Brian The Collapse List
  • 8:55PM: John emails Brian a graph of the increasing gold reserves of the Russian bank. "What do the Russkies know that we don't?"
  • John had spent the day trying to get ahold of Tyler.
    • Tyler finally picks up and explains why he is so upset.
    • John didn't have one clue of what he said that made Tyler mad.
    • John apologizes and starts crying. They both cry and they both say, "I love you."
Monday, June 22, 2015
  • 5:38AM: Sunrise
  • 11AM: John B posts on peakoil.com: "A dead man is stable."
  • Tyler is supposed to do yard work for John on this day, but they decided to go fishing.
    • Tyler lied to everyone and told them he was cutting John's grass, when he was really fishing with John.
    • They called it "Their Father's Day."
    • Tyler bought John a small bottle of whiskey. They drove by Aunt Gertrude's house. And John's old girlfriend's house. John was getting nostalgic and blue.
    • John tells Tyler, "This is the most important day of your life."
    • John and Tyler wade through The Cahaba River, Tyler holding John's hand. (John can't swim.)
    • John had never explored the river like that.
    • John and Tyler spray paint their initials under a bridge at the Cahaba River.
  • Allen Bearden writes John an email and says he wants to come visit John that week.
  • Faye Gamble attends a wake.
  • John and Tyler return to John's house. John is drunk on a pint of Wild Turkey 101.
    • John says, "Just give me a pain fix before you leave." So, Tyler pierced and/or tattooed John's nipples.
    • Tyler goes home. He's pissed about having to do that to John. (Tyler later says he shouldn't have left John that drunk.)
    • John calls Allen Bearden who is teaching vacation Bible School, and silences his phone.
    • John repeatedly messages Tyler, begging Tyler to put his kids to bed and come back. John starts threatening to kill himself. John texts, "It's all I can do to keep from blowing my brains out in the driveway." John texts Tyler, "Anything you want in this house, you can have."
    • Cami suggests to Tyler that if he goes over there every time John threatens to kill himself, Tyler will go crazy. Cami says you can't just live your life around John.
    • Cami recognizes that Tyler has clothes down at John's, has a bed in John's dining room, is there all the time, and is pretty much residing there. Tyler has been taking care of John, the dogs, John's mom. They depend on him.
    • Tyler is pissed about having to pierce and tattoo John's nipples after their day together. Tyler says that's part of the reason he didn't respond to John.
    • Tyler goes to sleep.
    • Michael Fuller says this episode with Tyler pushed John over the edge.
  • 8PM: Sunset
  • 9:15PM: John walks out onto the front porch and calls Faye Gamble:
    • John says he is going to commit suicide, and that if Faye calls the cops, he will shoot them.
    • John tells Faye that a bunch of Tyler's belongings are in the workshop.
    • John says to euthanize his dogs and tells Faye where to find an envelope with cash to pay for that.
    • John gave Faye "other instructions" but at first Faye declines to explain what those are. John told Faye where to find "certain things..." Faye says, "He wanted me to know where certain things were..." Later, Faye refuses to tell Brian what those "certain things" are.
    • Weeks later, Faye admits that John told her he had gold bars wrapped in the freezer.
    • John told Faye step by step how he was going to kill himself. Getting cyanide out of the refrigerator. John starts drinking the mixture, then screaming, then the phone went silent except for dogs barking.
  • Police Chief Len Price arrives at John's house
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
  • Tyler hears the news and goes to John's house. Police tape is up. It's a crime scene.
    • Tyler sees John's glasses on the porch, in blood and vomit. Tyler is devastated.
    • Tyler made sure all the dogs were fed, installed a padlock on the house doors, and went to the hospital to see Mary Grace.
  • Reta and Charlie arrive at John and Mary Grace's house with Police Chief Len Price. They discover the padlock on the door. Len Price suggests they call Tyler.
    • On his way up the hospital, Tyler gets a call from Reta. Tyler has only heard that the cousins were "distant, drunk kin." Tyler drives back to the house.
    • Tyler sees Reta and Charlie in the driveway. Tyler calls Mary Grace.
    • Tyler tells Mary Grace that Reta and Charlie are trying to get in. Mary Grace says not to let them in, and tell them to come to the hospital.
  • A huge screaming match ensues in the driveway. Charlie tells Tyler he doesn't give a f*ck.
    • Reta is cussing and says Mary Grace "will not come back to this house."
    • Police Chief Len Price is there for the screaming match.
  • Thirty minutes later, the Reta and Charlie are at Mary Grace's bedside.
    • Mary Grace is hostile with Reta.
    • Tyler had just told Mary Grace that Reta was taking her to Florida.
    • Tyler had just told the nurses he was Mary Grace's adopted son.
    • Mary Grace and Reta talk about other relatives they have in common.
    • Tyler tells Mary Grace that he is going to take care of her, and talk about old times, and get her new shoes, and his daughters are going to pick her flowers every day.
    • Mary Grace explains to the Reta that John loved Tyler and that Tyler is going to take her home, after going to the attorney first. Mary Grace says Tyler is going to help plan the funeral. Reta and Charlie leave Tyler and Mary Grace together, at the hospital.
  • Reta says that it's fine for Tyler to move in to the house and take care of Mary Grace.
  • Allen Bearden tries to get ahold of John and there is no answer.
  • Boozer Downs was supposed to take a written statement from Faye about what John said the night he committed suicide, but he never does.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
  • The social worker calls Reta at her hotel and says they are not releasing Mary Grace to Tyler. Part of the reason is because Tyler is not related to Mary Grace. (Tyler couldn't name any of Mary Grace's doctors or medications.)
  • Tyler is at the hospital, trying to get Mary Grace. He wants to take her to the lawyer to get power of attorney.
    • The hospital will not release Mary Grace to Tyler. Case worker deems Mary Grace mentally unfit, and Tyler is not next of kin.
  • Afternoon: Brian emails John back. "This is fascinating."
  • Early evening: Jake's wife Skyler calls Brian to let him know that John has killed himself.
    • Skyler talks about the last time she talked to John, and how he "was fine."
    • Skyler says they are focusing on John's mom, to make sure she doesn't go to a nursing home.
    • Brian wants to attend the funeral. Skyler says it will just be John's mom and the Goodsons.
  • Tyler is at Mary Grace's house with two trailers and two trucks, trying to load up stuff to take.
    • Reta goes to the house, but the police had already run Tyler off.
    • The police tell Reta she might want to try to get custody of Mary Grace.
    • This is when Reta decided to fight Tyler. Boozer and Faye agree to help Reta get custody.
  • Allen Bearden tries to get ahold of John and there is no answer.
Thursday, June 25, 2015
  • Reta and Charlie go to Lowe's to purchase new locks for the house.
  • Faye says Reta and Charlie did not get into John's house until three days after he killed himself. And there was no gold in the freezer.
    • Faye says that when the Reta and Charlie got in the house, things were missing that were there when Faye was last in the house: Mary Grace's purse, checkbook, and John's laptop.
  • Reta takes photos of the property:
  • Brian calls Tyler:
    • Tyler catches Brian up on how Reta and Charlie are there to get the pearls and diamonds and gold.
    • Tyler says that "as they speak" Mary Grace has been released but is stuck at the hospital, because the Reta and Charlie haven't come to take her out. Mary Grace is pacing the floors, asking why John left them like this.
Friday, June 26, 2015
  • Approximate: Tyler's wife Cami is at the post office, and picked up a package addressed to John.
    • Reta hears about this at the post office and proceeds to the police to report it.
    • Reta picks Cami out of a line up, but charges are never field.
  • Approximate: Mary Grace gets a pedicure.
  • Approximate: Reta and Charlie go to Walmart to get John some burial clothes. They also go to the florist to make arrangements for flowers at the service, and go to the cemetery to show them where to dig John's grave.
    • The undertaker comes out and tells Reta about the nipple rings. Reta tells the undertaker she wants the rings. The undertaker says, "Sure. No problem."
  • Reta helps get Mary Grace ready for the funeral
  • Mary Grace getting a pedicure
Monday, June 29, 2015
  • 11AM: Graveside services held for John B at Greenpond Presbyterian Church
    • Cemetery
    • Brian attends the service. More people have shown up than Brian expected. 30-40 people are there. There is no headstone for John. John is to be buried next to his father.
    • Tyler is wearing black, and carrying a framed picture of John as a boy, and "Just Only John" to give to Mary Grace.
    • Mary Grace arrives with Reta and Charlie. Brother Ben (in a wheelchair and fedora) performs the service, and says John was "very smart."
    • Brian is disoriented because John was a huge atheist and could be mean about it.
    • Mary Grace (88 years old) thanks Brother Ben, and says John is at peace, and it makes her feel good that people thought so much of him. Mary Grace cannot bear the thought of not having John.
    • Tyler's mother has tears in her eyes, and clutches Brian's arm.
  • After the service, Tyler and Mary Grace talk for a few moments. Mary Grace says Tyler is welcome to go to the house, any time he wants.
    • Reta intervenes and guides Mary Grace away from Tyler, and tells Mary Grace that if Tyler comes to the house, it's trespassing.
    • Tyler's mother half-shouts, "I hope you do the right thing."
  • Reta asks after the nipple rings and is told the undertaker couldn't get them off.
  • After the service: Tyler's family doesn't feel comfortable at the formal lunch arranged for mourners. They go to Tyler's grandmother's place. The gathering includes Tyler's Uncle Jimmy. Tyler is frustrated that people don't know how much John and Tyler meant to each other, and how much Tyler contributed to John and his mother's quality of life. Tyler says that John never tried anything with him.
    • Tyler's Eulogy for John B: Well, John B. I mean, he had to know that I cared about his ass. You know, cause, I mean, whenever I left him there, he'd say, "I love you man." Every time. And I'd say, "I love you, too, John B." And sometimes he'd say, "Just because I say I love you, don't mean I'm trying to get up your butt or anything." And I said, "I know John B. God damn." Because he knew, I mean, he mighta had a little sugar in his tank. But he knew, you know, he didn't ever try anything with me, like 'at, you know what I mean.
    • According to Brian, Tyler is a hero for accepting John's homosexuality.
    • Tyler says he reads John's book to his kids: Just Only John, a book from John's childhood.
    • Tyler says that he and John had come to an understanding that Tyler wasn't going to charge him anymore for general upkeep of John's property (cutting the grass, pruning the maze), because it was kind of like Tyler's responsibility because it was going to be Tyler's someday. John had told them that he wasn't going to leave them any money because they wouldn't appreciate it. So he was going to leave them gold and the property. John has 140 acres.
    • Tyler says he isn't going to give into Reta and Charlie so easily.
  • Allen Bearden tries to get ahold of John and there is no answer.
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
  • Allen Bearden calls a mutual friend, a mechanic in Birmingham, and he hasn't heard from John, either.
  • Approximate: Boozer Downs attempts an informal mediation session between Tyler, Mary Grace, Reta and Charlie.
    • Things fall apart when Mary Grace tells Tyler, "Don't call me mama, no more."
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
  • Approximate: Allen Bearden is driving home from church with his family, when he gets a call from Fay Gamble. John had been in the ground for a week.
    • Allen was fourth on the list to contact. Reta and Charlie were eighth/ninth on the list. Allen is upset with Faye for contacting Reta before Allen, and for causing Allen to miss the service. Reta acted weird and said she tried to call. Allen doesn't have any texts, missed calls, or messages since June 22.
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March, 2005
  • Early March; John writes:
    People already stopping by and asking about opening date. We decided on Monday, March 14, day before my birthday.
  • March 3; John writes:
    I buy sign letters from Commander Board. Also deposit another $1,000.00 from the investments account. Exhibit 6.
  • March 9; John writes:
    I pay Mark Gilbert for Dozier work around premises and deposit another $700.00 in the checking account. The source of this money was a milling machine I sold out of my shop in February. Exhibit 7.
  • Mid March; John writes:
    PANIC! Jeff and Cheryl had begin to show signs of losing interest. There was a load of stuff to get done. They encouraged me to go ahead and that is exactly what I did. Only about 5 days before opening day. Tables were built, Mark Gilbert called to help cleanup grounds, posts to put up, chains to stretch, loose stuff on building, garbage still everywhere, tarps to nail and block down, and the whole week freezing and raining. Jeff was rarely seen on weekends these days, and Cheryl and the kids and I finished what was left of the cleanup. Meanwhile Jeff criticizing, this ain't right that don't suit him, this ain't no good, that ain't where it ortta' be.
  • March 12; John writes:
    Buy swing at Lowes so customers will have a sit down place. Two days left to open. For the week of March 5 thru 12 I was pretty much on my own for finishing the extensive list of "to do's"
  • March 13; John writes:
    Day before opening. Last pre-opening order from Deb's nursery. Jeff is in a good mood. We bring ALL container stock over to the shop on Sunday evening in pouring rain, storm and wind. Tornadoes are blowing around Bibb County and weather sirens blowing.
  • March 14: John and Cheryl and Jeff open Woodstock Garden Center next door to her house. John writes:
    Opening day. I deposit another $1,200.00 from my (not the joint) investment account. $600.00 cash out (pay cash for first orders of tender plants in case new suppliers don't trust a new checking account. Exhibit 8. Deposited 2 days later on Wednesday.
    By March 14 my total investment in this business including monies loaned to Cheryl, and cash paid to Deb's nursery, Arvell, Joe, Gray, and others was $9,350.00. By March 14 morning Jeff and Cheryl (my combined 66% parents) had coughed up: 00.00. I had already been paying Cheryl cash for the water, phone, and light bill. Furthermore the sweet promises of payment of the $1,000.00 loan had begun to occur less frequently. On March 14, Cheryl brought by (around lunchtime 50.00 in change for the box. Over the next week she would add the following: [Twin Roll Paper Towels $1.00, Clock $10, Battery for clock $3, two small garbage bins $8, bottle of glue $1, two pair scissors $10, round of drinks for machine $35.]
    Including the 50.00 in change this brought her total investment in this business to about $118.00 between the end of December until closing day on May 16. Many suggestions were contributed (Such as how I needed to buy concrete statuary, etc), but not one penny more was contributed. No sign of the $1,000.00 either.
    Between the end of December and closing day Jeff contributed a paint brush, some stiff wire, some small sheetrock screws, and I would estimate his expenditures to be about $20.00. Also contributed was much complaining, griping, hot air, and cigarette butts. I have difficulty in accurately appraising the exact value of these items. There was to be no more financial contribution by the two of them for the rest of the period the business was open.
    I paid for every single item used in that business from December 30 to May 16 down to the office supplies, bank drawer, pens, paper, light bulb, telephone wire, paper towels, cups, pots, pans, hoses, soap, outlet covers, breakers, wire, all lumber down to the last nail, even to the roll of toilet paper hanging on the stop.
  • March 15: John’s 39th Birthday
    • John and Olin are close friends.
    • Tyler is 13 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 34
    • Rodney is 35
    • Approx: John meets Olin in a parking lot in Birmingham. Olin bought azaleas from the Garden Center. John and Olin laugh about "Megaphone" and share a tender moment. Olin wants to make a move and doesn't.
  • March 17; John writes:
    First stock of tender bedding plants arrives. Exhibit 11 shows payment. Another batch arrives the next day on Thursday.
  • March 21; John writes:
    Another $300.00 deposited. This time the source was books sold out of my shop.
April, 2005
  • April 4; John writes:
    Another thousand dollars deposited as a result of tools sold out of my shop once again.
  • Week of April 18; John writes:
    One of Cheryl's friends goes over to Jim Norman's and buys out his old, mostly dead, and diseased plant stock. Furthermore they plant the choice pieces, and want to bring over the garbage and dump it off onto me to sell at whatever price for them. This material constituted a plant pest/disease problem and I wasn't about to risk several thousand dollars stock to be contaminated by this material. They were also remodeling Cheryl's kitchen, and she was afraid they were not going to finish the job if I couldn't be pressured into taking this stuff.
  • Friday, April 22; John writes:
    Jeff and I go over to look at the crap. He is in agreement. Later on they call me over to the house to discuss it, and Jeff is going hog wild, towering over Cheryl asking "Whaddya think baby tell 'im what you think?!" Meanwhile Cheryl is sitting on a small stool near the floor with tears streaming down her face. Jeff is going into full swing, I am inching my way to the door. Jeff starts hollering at me to get my ass back there, meanwhile leaving room to holler and cuss back at Cheryl, and I make out with some comment like "if they are going to act like that I wish I was out of it especially since I paid for everything anyways."
    To top it off, it is going to freeze, and I had to bring the rest of the plants in by myself. Later me and Mary Grace go over and stash plants indoors and vacuum. No sign of Jeff or Cheryl.
  • Saturday, April 23; John writes:
    Jeff comes over to lecture me on how "we equal partners in dis here and don't you fergit it." Also I heard a lecture on how "this here place is costin' me money every day," (although he hadn't put a cent into it hardly), also a lecture on how he ran a group of forty sheetrock hangers and how this place was "stressin" him and how it wouldn't be worth the stress if it was making a thousand dollars a day. Also much blowing of cigarette smoke in my face, thumping of cigarette butts, Jeff seemed to think a place just wasn't right unless a pile of cigarette butts was laying everywhere. He seemed to enjoy coming over and thumping them out on the grounds, and scowling at me when I stopped to pick them up. After a few weeks the parking lot of Woodstock Garden was beginning to look more like the Green Lantern. I received a finishing lecture from the "equal partner" about how he could "rent this here out or sell this here," at which I offered to take him up on. He didn't seem to like having his bluff called (I had the money and he knew it), and flew into a fit until a customer came in and spent about an hour talking about how her Richard Wright house was falling apart. This seemed to cheer Jeff up.
  • Late April and Early May; John writes:
    Jeff comes over usually after work in variable moods sometimes cheerful and other times scowly. At other times he has started drinking his beer out styrofoam cups on the garden center porch and thumping out his cigarette butts. April 15 has come and gone, and when I gently inquired of Cheryl about the 1,000.00 I was informed that "that money is already gone." In this same month I was informed about how Jeff had bought a thousand dollar prom dress for his daughter and wasn't going to let her wear it; another time I was told that Cheryl's sister had been knocked up by a 16 year old boy and how they were going to have to contribute $600.00 to get her married off, another time I was warned to lock up the money because Cheryl's brother was on crystal meth and had been arrested 4 times this month. Meanwhile they have a huge row one Saturday morning with Arvell Kornegay's grandson and daughter. The whole situation for this time was like a nonstop showing of Jerry Springer.
    Cheryl informed me that I was going to just have to work my thousand dollars out of the business, and sat me down one afternoon for a rethink of the finances. Throughout this time they seemed to enjoy coming over and bragging about how they were spending a thousand dollars here or there... another time it was for a thousand dollar beauty walk dress.
  • Saturday, April 30; John writes:
    I reluctantly place the potting soil order with BWI. This was the purpose of my last check deposited. Exhibit 15. I say reluctant because by this time you never knew what was going on from day to day. When it arrived Jeff wanted to know "What's all this shit doing out here?" His exact choice of words.
May, 2005
  • Sunday, May 1; John writes:
    This is the day of our "rethinking financing" discussion with Cheryl. Sunday. Since I had over ten thousand in by now, and Cheryl and Jeff wanted to quickly make back their 2000 they had already paid Johnnie Faye, she wanted me to start writing checks to herself and myself as a factor of four to one. Her first check was 250.00. I subsequently removed a thousand dollars from the account for myself. Check number 139. Exhibit 16 is Cheryls cleared check.
  • Sunday, May 8; John writes:
    The same situation. 2200 for me, 550 for Cheryl. Her and Jeff were in an extra cross mood on this night (Mother's day Sunday), Exhibit 17. Jeff and Cheryl by this time are constantly criticizing everything. Cheryl comes over to rearrange the merchandise after closing. Nothing suits Jeff, everything is overstocked/understocked, needs to be put here, or over there. Suggestions keep coming about what I need to be stocking instead, but still not a cent more spent by either one.
  • Monday, May 9; John writes:
    Cheryl comes over at lunch, and tells me one of her friends wants to install a little ice cream stand on the garden shop grounds. She wants me to know that whatever objections I have are irrelevant because so far I have been running the show and they have had no input in the business whatsoever. I bite my tongue about no money whatsoever, and assure her I have no objections, and she seems encouraged, cheers up, describes the space required, and informs me that they will be settling up Friday after hours.
  • Saturday, May 14; John writes:
    Friday comes and goes, no ice cream stand in sight. Not one on Saturday or Sunday either. A stack of beer cans has been deposited by Jeff in a cooler out behind the building however. Not well hidden, mind you, in plain view where a customer could pop up the lid and view the remaining coors light cans. They decided they wanted to work the weekend shift, so I only came over for an hour or so those two days and after closing Sunday evening.
  • Sunday, May 15; John writes:
    Sunday Evening. Since we owed ALA TAX about 500.00 and had orders on the way, we did not write checks to ourselves this evening. This week had not been as busy as Mother's Day week. Cheryl remarked the low stock, so I prepared orders for Monday at home that evening. Cheryl was in a good mood while we went over sales slips, the baby playing on the countertop. There was also only about 800 in checking with about 6 or 7 hundred dollars in the drawer.
  • Monday, May 16; John writes:
    Cheryl comes in at noon telling me we are understocked. I place the orders I had prepared the previous evening. Jeff comes in at about three complaining that we are overstocked, and I call back and reduce the orders while he is sprawled out on the potting soil bags. He is doing the beer in a styrofoam and cigarette thumping thing again today, complaining about how his head feels like it is about to bust.
    I ask what happened with the ice cream stand, he just looks at me like I am some sort of idiot. He spends most of the day on the bags of soil with his sunglasses on (doing his Corey Hart impersonation) blowing smoke and thumping butts out the door. I made the grave error of cleaning up some of the King's butts which seemed to set him further into his attitude problem. I had to go over and let the lawnmower man in and out of the fence so Kristy worked for about an hour and a half. By closing time Jeff was fully loaded.
    • In another telling of the same day, John writes:
    Jeff came in that Monday, loading up on Coors Lite, attitude problem painted on and sunglasses in place, piled up on the bags of potting soil (doing the Corey Hart thing), glaring from side to side, blowing smoke, thumping cigarette butts, and complaining about how his head felt like ti was going to bust.
    He wanted "some kinda check," and I explained to him that there was only about 800 in checking, Ala tax was due, and orders were coming in. Also the week after Mother's Day had not sold nearly as much as the previous week.
    I thought he had cooled off, but by closing time, he had an audience on the porch and made a big deal out of telling me that "I hope you ain't gonna try to slip outta here tonight without leaving me some kinda check." He followed me to the truck like some school bully after a kid's lunch money and proceeded to tell me loudly (in order to impress his audience) about how this place was "stressing" him, how it wouldn't be worth it if it was making a thousand dollars a day, and he was ready to close it tonight, and was he and Cheryl were going to dictate to me what was to be done about my investment.
    I went straight to City Hall and told Cheryl that I was being kicked out, I wanted my thousand dollars back, and I wanted Boozer Downs as a witness.
    After meeting, all three of us met in the garden center office, but Jeff wanted to go out on the porch so he could put on a big show and impress the Kornegays. It worked. Their light went on before Jeff finished screaming, hollering, turning red, spittle flying, beer can jiggling in right hand... a perfect Jerry Springer Moment.
    • Boozer Downs says that Jeff was pacing angrily around John while John called out latin plant names, to taunt him; John writes:
    Boozer and I left.
  • Tuesday, May 17; John writes:
    I asked Billie Hudson to perform a bank scan, and asked Bob and Jackie Neff to help me clean out. Cheryl came over at lunch apologetically, and by afternoon Jeff's sister Shelly and a friend came by with a video camera to cause trouble. Jackie called the cops. Before Cheryl got there Jim Normal had driven by twice, Billie Daily had drove up and rocked on the porch, Anne Kornegay's driveway was as busy as a Wal Mart parking lot the day before Christmas, even her sister from Tuscaloosa had driven up to set in the swing and watch the festivities.
    Cheryl had told me that we have until tomorrow (Wednesday) to get everything out, but by (Tuesday) afternoon, had changed her mind because "Jeff was acting crazy and she didn't know what he might do next."
  • Wednesday, May 18; John writes:
    By [this] morning, Cheryl wanted 250.00 which I left with Donna Brothers. When Cheryl picked up the last dollar she was obviously ever going to get out of me, her attitude assumed that of Jeff's. She began moaning, and complaining about how was a pansy, pussy, pantywaist, etc. and having a fit over me actually getting everything out.
    Meanwhile, merchandise began to disappear from the premises. Cheryl told me that they had given a pallet away to one of their friends (Mark Gilbert), and the rest must have been stolen. A police report was filed.
  • Thursday-Saturday, May 19-21; John writes:
    I was continuously put off until Saturday about picking up the rest of my stuff. I counted bags, and it turns out the bag count was accurate. They had hidden the remainder of palletized stock behind their house. This was the most effort they had put forth in weeks. Cheryl acted surprised that the only pallet missing was the one given away. The police report filed shows the material recovered on Friday, May 20th, but it was not discovered "not missing" until Saturday, May 21.
    I never received the rest of my merchandise because Cheryl said that I didn't know what it was like to have to go home and live with and listen to Jeff. So I got out quietly. She promised to mail all of my paperwork to me, but April 15th of [the following] year came and went without a sign of it.
    I have had no communication with Cheryl since that Saturday morning. [May 21]. They attempted to re-open the next season, and presumably sold the merchandise. Currently the premises are for sale still bearing the material I bought and paid for and is still on site.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 33rd Birthday
End of 2005
  • August:
    • Cheryl and Jeff's 2nd Anniversary.
    • Cheryl is 33. She stops working as Town Clerk at some point in 2005.
    • John shows up at a Town Hall meeting and announces, "The Town Clerk owes me 10,000 dollars."
  • October 3:
    • Tyler's father, Rodney is arrested and convicted (same day) for having sex with a 14-year-old girl.
  • November:
    • Mary Grace's 79th birthday
    • Approximate: Reta says that John must have boarded up Mary Grace's bedroom sometime in 2005, since Mary Grace thought she was 78 when John died.
  • December:
    • "Brokeback Mountain" is in theaters.
    • Tyler and his brother and sister and mother move in with Miss Hicks.
  • James Howard Kunstler's book, The Long Emergency is published. John became a fan of the book, of Kunstler, and of the concept of "Peak Oil." John and Kunstler began communicating directly in 2009 or 2010.
  • The web site peakoil.com is created
2006
  • Approx: Cheryl's brother Johnny built the doggy mansion.
  • Cahawba Christian Academy Board of Directors votes to join the Alabama Independent School Association
  • Olin sees "Brokeback Mountain" almost every day. He purchases a giant TV, and asks the local movie theatre to host a screening.
    • Olin tells John about the movie, and John discounts Olin's feelings.
  • John's become close with a guy from town. The guy has some college, and goals. John is head over heels. John tells the guy he loves him, and the guy never calls back.
    • John has been distant from Olin. John connects with Olin and cries on the phone about the man he's in love with.
    • John told Olin he was desperate to have a one on one love relationship.
  • March 15: John’s 40th Birthday
    • Tyler is 14 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 35
    • Rodney is 36 (incarcerated)
  • Olin sends John a copy of the Brokeback Mountain short story. John cried when he read it. John occasionally re-reads the story.
  • John would intimate that he wanted a closer relationship with Olin, but nothing ever came of it.
  • Approximate: Faye Gamble starts working as town clerk (ten years before John's death), and meets John.
    • Faye in a 2017 Photo
    • John came into her office one day and introduced himself by saying, "I guess you know who I am."
  • April: John still hasn't spoken to Cheryl. It's been a year. And John's things are still at the Garden Center. Per the small claims suit, Jeff and Cheryl opened the garden center in April/May of 2006, and sold his merchandise.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 34th Birthday
  • August, 2006: Cheryl and Jeff's 3rd Anniversary.
  • November: Mary Grace's 80th birthday
  • December 12, 2006: John files a small claims suit against Cheryl and Jeff for $2,792.00.
2007
  • Cahawba Christian Academy Board of Directors votes to hire Dr. Steve Morgan as Principal.
  • Approximate year that Mary Grace is diagnosed with dementia
  • John makes a random comment about living with Olin.
    • John asks Olin if he's still looking for a partner. Olin says he's no longer looking. But the two do not become a couple.
  • February 2: John requests an extension on on his small claims suit against Jeff and Cheryl Dodson
  • March 15: John’s 41st Birthday
    • Tyler is 15 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 36
    • Rodney is 37 (incarcerated)
  • April/Approximate: Cheryl is ordered to pay John $100.00 a month per the outcome of the small claims suit.
  • Cheryl Acker Dodson's brother passes away. (Cheryl is 35)
    • Cheryl calls John to let him know she will be missing a payment.
    • Cheryl says John B was broken hearted about Cheryl's brother, and loved him, as did everyone in the town. Kendall Burt pays for Cheryl's brother's funeral.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 35th Birthday
  • August, 2007: Cheryl and Jeff's 4th Anniversary.
  • November: Mary Grace's 81st birthday
2008
  • March 15: John’s 42nd Birthday
    • Tyler is 16 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 37
    • Rodney is 38 (incarcerated)
  • At some point during 2008, Jeff Dodson helps John get the internet at the McLemore house.
  • Cheryl says she would run into John and he'd want to be friendly and have her come to the house, and she said that since he sued her, she never felt like they could be friends again.
  • John is known to have told his friends that he suspected he was suffering from mercury poisoning.
  • April 6: Photos of the property shared by Reta
  • April 6: More photos of the property as shared by Reta.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 36th Birthday
  • August, 2008: Cheryl and Jeff's 5th Anniversary.
  • November: Mary Grace's 82nd birthday
  • December 27: Tyler’s daughter born
2009
  • March 15: John’s 43rd Birthday
    • Tyler is 17 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 38
    • Rodney is 39 (incarcerated)
  • Approximate: John conceives of the maze, and starts clearing the land for the maze.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 37th Birthday
  • August: Cheryl and Jeff's 6th Anniversary.
  • October 26: Planting the maze - Photo Credit: Reta
  • November: Mary Grace's 83rd birthday
2010
  • Cahawba Christian Academy Board of Directors votes to hire Ms. Shelley Jones as Principal.
  • March 15: John’s 44th Birthday
    • Tyler is 18 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 39
    • Rodney is 40 (incarcerated)
  • April 8: Former Woodstock Town Council member Daphne Miller Brooks is sentenced to two years in prison for embezzling almost 2 million dollars from her employer. Daphne was interviewed extensively for S-Town, but most of the interviews weren't used.
  • Approximate: John sends an email to James Howard Kustler and they begin communicating first via email, then via phone. Per Kunstler:
    I heard from John B McLemore of Woodstock, Alabama for the first time somewhere around 2010, maybe, something like that, or 2009. He sent me e-mails, and they were interesting e-mails. You know, they were obviously from somebody who was a fairly erudite person who was interested in the things I’d been writing about in The Long Emergency. We had this correspondence and then he started calling me.
    He was a particularly interesting guy. First of all he had this very flamboyant mode of presentation. You know, he was like a character out of Tennessee Williams meets Bizarro World. You know, he was flamboyantly Southern and he sort of played up on it. And I enjoyed talking to him.
    ...We would mostly talk at first about world issues and economic issues and markets and commodities and oil and natural gas and, you know, all this stuff that I was writing about. But eventually he started talking to me about the town itself that he was living in and how he called it “Shit Town.” And how everything in it was busted, rusted, shot up, broken, deformed, messed up, ruined. You know, in some way that everything including the human personalities and families and relations in the town were all in some kind of terrible condition. And it all seemed kind of emblematic of the ruined condition of the fly over heartland of America that ended up voting for Trump, right?
  • June 7: Cheryl's 38th Birthday
  • August: Cheryl and Jeff's 7th Anniversary.
  • September: Satellite images. School buses and the 18-wheeler on the McLemore property.
  • November: Mary Grace's 84th birthday
2011
  • March 15: John’s 45th Birthday
    • Tyler is 19 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 40
    • Rodney is 41 (incarcerated)
  • April 18: Tyler’s daughter born
  • June 7: Cheryl's 39th Birthday
  • July 24: Reta visits John and Mary Grace
  • August, 2011: Cheryl and Jeff's 8th Anniversary.
  • November: Mary Grace's 85th birthday
  • Undated: Email from John B. to Kunstler. Apparently, Kunstler thinks we are moving to a salvage economy, but John makes the point that nothing new is salvageable.
2012
2013
  • Cahawba Christian Academy Board of Directors votes to hire Rev. Tim Bonds as Principal.
  • Tyler and John work on the maze.
  • John starts calling Faye and talking about suicide.
  • February 21: John comments on an internet forum
  • March 15: John’s 47th Birthday
    • Tyler is 21 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 42
    • Rodney is 43 years old.
    • Bubba said John started getting tattoos at the age of 47
    • Friends say that John started drinking heavily around this time.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 41st Birthday
  • June 16: John tries to upload a picture to his youtube profile
  • July:
    • July 4: Brian meets his future wife
    • July 12: TAL episode "500" is released.
    • Victim complaints are lodged against Ervin Heard
    • After eight years, Rodney is released from prison.
  • August, 2013: Cheryl and Jeff's 10th Anniversary.
  • Approximate: Mr. Not-A-Good-Person does yard work on the McLemore property. Over time, John became attached to the man, and didn't want him to leave... Didn't like it when the man had other commitments.
    • John B. would later tell Brian that he had a sexual relationship with Mr. Not-A-Good-Person.
    • Due to the way Brian ends the podcast, many think that Mr. Not-A-Good-Person is Rodney, Tyler's father.
    • After John died, Mr. Not-A-Good-Person told Brian that he started dating a woman, and John started using derogatory language when talking about the woman. The two had a falling out.
  • September 14: John complains about Gmail's new compose box
  • Fall; John writes:
    In the fall of 2013, three spaniel puppies were dumped in my yard. I had them fixed, and they have been with us ever since. That's how you get dogs around here: they just suddenly appear.
  • October:
    • October 13: John joins Disqus
    • Rodney registers as a sex offender.
    • Black Sheep Ink moves to Bessemer.
    • Whites Only Back room with pool table and stripper pole installed...
  • November: Mary Grace's 87th birthday
  • December:
  • Late DecembeApprox: John and Brian talk on the phone for the first time.
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2020.07.09 08:47 Justwonderinif S-Town Timeline I

1840
Late 1800s
  • Bibb County comes into it's own as a thriving coal county.
1889
  • October 1: Mary Grace's mother, Daisy, is born. Daisy weighed 2 1/2 pounds.
1899
  • Jesse Miller's son Brooks is born.
1890s
  • Population is on the rise and citizens start to steal from each other, murder each other, and burn each other's houses down. A newspaper calls the county "Bloody Bibb."
1891
  • Jesse Miller (early 40s) has extorted a lot of land for himself, was locked in jail, but escaped. He signed all his land over to his son Brooks (12 years old)
1896
  • Supreme Court decision Plessy v. Ferguson: "Separate buy Equal" - confirmed and legalized racial segregation in schools, and in private and public buildings.
1907
  • Tom McLemore's sister, Gertrude, is born.
1921
  • Tom McLemore born.
1926
  • November 29: Mary Grace Miller born. Mary Grace was an only child and liked it that way. She says she got all the attention and didn’t have to share her toys. She was a daddy’s girl, but she suffered a bone disease called osteomyelitis when she was a child.
Unknown
  • Brooks Miller transfers 124 acres of Jesse Miller's land to Mary Grace.
Late 1930s/Early 1940s
  • Mary Grace went to elementary school in Woodstock then attended high school at a private school in Birmingham called The Misses Howard’s School for Girls. She would catch the bus at the general store in Woodstock and return home every day. One story she tells is about how other kids would have to stay late because they would not have their lesson books up-to-date, but not her. She will say that Miss Pearl was a hard teacher, and you always wanted to do what she said. She also talks about how Miss Howard wanted to be buried in England and wonders if she was.
  • Mary Grace's mother, Daisy, walked her to the store every morning and would be there every evening to walk her home.
  • When she rode the bus, neighbors say that Mary Grace would get off the bus and teach his sister piano lessons. Afterwards, they would drive her home.
1944
  • Tom McLemore's Cousin Jimmy is born on April 4.
  • Approximate: Tom McLemore is a Private first class in the army during WWI, serving in the Philippines, New Guinea, and Luzon.
1951
  • Mary Grace says she met Tom McLemore at the Presbyterian Church in Greenpond, where they were later married. The reception was at the home of Reta's Granddaddy Holdsambeck.
1952
  • Tom McLemore and Mary Grace Miller are married. Wedding Photo Reta's father was an usher. Reta's aunt was a bridesmaid, and Reta's older sister was a flower girl.
1950s
1954
1955
  • December 1: Rosa Parks sits in the Blacks Only section of a bus in Montgomery, Alabama. When the bus fills with white people, she is told to move farther back, and give up her seat in the Blacks Only section. She refuses.
1956
1958
  • Mary Grace works as an Assistant Librarian at the Hammond, Indiana Public Library - unconfirmed
  • Tom works as an "Iron Buster" at McKee Construction in Hammond, Indiana - unconfirmed.
  • Aunt Daisy was diagnosed with breast cancer while Mary Grace lived in Indiana.
1959
1960
  • Tom and Mary Grace leave Indiana to move back into the old house with Brooks.
  • Brooks bought Mary Grace a new red Thunderbird. Either a 1959, 1960, or 1961. It was still on the property when John passed.
  • Mary Grace always wore bright colored clothes, well before they became fashionable. And hats, she loved hats.
1962
1963
1965
1966
  • Mary Grace is pregnant and prays for a genius.
  • March 15: John born
    • John is given his paternal grandfather's name as a first name, and his maternal grandfather's name as his middle name.
    • Tom McLemore is 45 or 46
    • Mary Grace is a librarian now, or has worked as a librarian in the recent past. Where? Birmingham? Bibb County?
  • November: Mary Grace's 40th birthday
  • Alabama Private School Association formed by a group of eight Segregation Academies
1967
  • March 15: John’s First Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 46 or 47
  • March: Lee v. Macon
  • November: Mary Grace's 41st birthday
  • December 4: Lurleen Wallace and Bibb County lose "Wallace v. United States"
    • Years later, Bibb County would be the last county in Alabama to comply with the school desegregation order, long after Brown v. Board of Education. Bibb County was under a court order to desegregate until 2007.
1968
  • March 15: John’s 2nd Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 47 or 48
    • November: Mary Grace's 42nd birthday
1969
  • March 15: John’s 3rd Birthday
    • John is Pre-School Age.
    • Tom McLemore is 48 or 49
    • November: Mary Grace's 43rd birthday
1970
  • Cahawba Christian Academy is incorporated as a private Christian school in Bibb County, Alabama.
    • Member of the Alabama Private School Association. ie: Segregation Academy
    • First year of classes were held in Eoline, Alabama for grades 1st through 12th.
    • Pre-school was held at the old pastor’s manse of The Brent Presbyterian Church.
    • First headmaster was Rev. Aubrey Elam.
  • March 15: John’s 4th Birthday
    • John is in Kindergarten at Cahawba Christian Academy? In Eoline, Alabama? Or Alpha Christian Academy in West Blocton?
    • Kindergarten photo?
    • Tom McLemore is 49 or 50
    • November: Mary Grace's 44th birthday
    • Rodney is born
1971
  • Pictures of the house in 1971
  • March 15: John’s 5th Birthday
    • John is in 1st Grade at Alpha Christian Academy
    • 1st Grade Photo?
    • Photo of box John made as a small boy.
    • Mary Grace says their bird could call John B. and that it sounded just like her. John would come in the house want to know what she wanted, and she would say, “Nothing, it was Romeo that called you.” That would make John so mad.
    • Tom McLemore is 50 or 51
    • November: Mary Grace's 45th birthday
    • Rodney is a year old
  • Approximate: Land for Cahawba Christian Academy donated by Mr. and Mrs. W.E. Belcher, Jr.
  • Long after Brown v. Board of Education, schools in Bibb County finally start to actually desegregate in 1971 or 1972, due to law suits, and court orders. Centreville High School's first year of desegregation was 1971.
1972
  • September: Cahawba Christian Academy moves to present location.
  • March 15: John’s 6th Birthday
    • John is in 2nd Grade at Alpha Christian Academy. (Noted that John looks to have been one of thousands of children whose parents refused to send them to desegregated schools, and formed "Christian Academies" to circumvent the public school system.)
    • Undated Alpha Christian Academy Class Photo
    • Tom McLemore is 51 or 52
    • Rodney is 2 years old
    • June 8: Cheryl is born.
    • November: Mary Grace's 46th birthday
1973
  • March 15: John’s 7th Birthday
    • John is in 3rd Grade at Alpha Christian Academy (feeder school for Cahawba Christian Academy?)
    • Tom McLemore is 52 or 53
    • Rodney is 3 years old
  • May 16: Local news story about "Instant Academies"
    • June 8: Cheryl's 1st Birthday.
    • November: Mary Grace's 47th birthday
1974
  • March 15: John’s 8th Birthday
    • John is in 4th Grade at Alpha Christian Academy (feeder school for Cahawba Christian Academy?)
    • Tom McLemore is 53 or 54
    • Rodney is 4 years old
    • June 8: Cheryl's 2nd Birthday.
    • November: Mary Grace's 48th birthday
1975
  • March 15: John’s 9th Birthday
    • John is in 5th Grade at Alpha Christian Academy, even though most kids his age would be in fourth grade.
    • Tom McLemore is 54 or 55
    • Rodney is 5 years old
    • June 8: Cheryl's 3rd Birthday.
    • November: Mary Grace's 49th birthday
1976
  • March 15: John’s 10th Birthday
    • John is in 6th Grade at Alpha Christian Academy
    • Undated school photo
    • Tom McLemore is 55 or 56
    • Rodney is 6 years old
    • June 8: Cheryl's 4th Birthday.
    • November: Mary Grace's 50th birthday
  • Exact date unknown: Mary Grace goes to a garage and asks if they have any extra motors John can tinker with. John put the motor back together perfectly.
  • Approximate: Reta and Charlie get married.
1977
  • March 15: John’s 11th Birthday
    • John is in 7th Grade at Alpha Christian Academy or Cahaba?
    • Tom McLemore is 56 or 57
    • Rodney is 7 years old
    • June 8: Cheryl's 5th Birthday.
    • November: Mary Grace's 51st birthday
1978
  • March 15: John’s 12th Birthday
    • John is in 8th Grade at ? Cahawba Christian Academy? - middle school?
    • Tom McLemore is 57 or 58
    • Rodney is 8 years old
    • June 8: Cheryl's 6th Birthday.
    • November: Mary Grace's 52nd birthday
1979
  • March 15: John’s 13th Birthday
    • John is in 9th Grade at Cahawba Christian Academy?
    • Tom McLemore is 58 or 59
    • Rodney is 9 years old
  • June: John finishes middle school
    • June 8: Cheryl's 7th Birthday.
  • September: John starts first year of high school at Cahawba Christian Academy. He is 13 years old.
    • Mary Grace worked as a librarian at Cahawba Christian Academy. Does anyone know if Mary Grace was the librarian at the school when John attended? How long was she the librarian at the high school?
    • Yearbook Photograph of Cahawba Christian Academy
  • November: Mary Grace's 53rd birthday
1980
  • March 15: John’s 14th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 59 or 60
    • Rodney is 10 years old
  • June: John finishes first year of High School at Cahawba Christian Academy.
  • September: John starts his 2nd year of high school
  • November: Mary Grace's 54th birthday
1981
  • March 15: John’s 15th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 60 or 61
    • Rodney is 11 years old
  • June: John finishes 2nd year of High School at Cahawba Christian Academy.
  • September: John starts his 3rd year of high school
  • November: Mary Grace's 55th birthday
1982
  • March 15: John’s 16th Birthday Junior Year Photos
    • Tom McLemore is 61 or 62
    • Rodney is 12 years old.
  • June: John finishes 3rd year of High School at Cahawba Christian Academy.
  • September: John starts his senior year of high school
  • November: Mary Grace's 56th birthday
1983
1984
  • March 15: John’s 18th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 63 or 64
    • Rodney is 14 years old
  • June: John finishes first year at College
    • June 7: Cheryl's 12th Birthday.
  • September: John starts second year of College
  • November: Mary Grace's 58th birthday
1985
  • March 15: John’s 19th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 64 or 65
    • Rodney is 15 years old
  • Tom Moore recommended John to a school counselor.
    • 1985 Photo of Tom Moore
    • John went on medication at some point, but didn't like how it affected his personality. John went off his medications.
  • June: John finishes second year at College
  • June 7: Cheryl's 13th Birthday.
  • September: John starts third year of College
  • November: Mary Grace's 59th birthday
  • December: Cheryl at Christmas
1986
  • After declining enrollment, Cahawba Christian Academy closes grades 1-12 in 1986 and kept the pre-school open.
    • The pre-school was operated by Mrs. Mary Lynn Davis.
    • The building was rented to the Bibb County School System as an elementary school for two years while the Brent Elementary School building was being renovated.
  • Approximate: Reta and Charles move to Florida
  • March 15: John’s 20th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 65 or 66
    • Rodney is 16 years old
  • June: John finishes third year at College. Last year.
    • John got a D in Chemistry but was brilliant about electroplating, and devised a technique for gold plating utilizing potassium cyanide.
    • During a final exam, John walks out on school, and never comes back. Brian says that John just said, "Fuck it." John's explanation is that "He lives life on a Grand Scale."
    • June 7: Cheryl's 14th Birthday.
  • September: John does not attend a fourth year of college
  • November: Mary Grace's 60th birthday
1987
  • March 15: John’s 21st Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 66 or 67
    • Rodney is 17 years old
  • June 7: Cheryl's 15th Birthday. Cheryl attends high school with Tyler's mom, Maya
  • Approximate: Road crews are working outside the McLemore property.
    • John takes water to them, and meets his first love, William.
    • William (a tattoo'd road worker) helps John come out of the closet/isolation.
    • John would help William with official paperwork
  • November: Mary Grace's 61st birthday
1988
  • The money received from renting Cahawba Christian Academy school buildings was used to reopen pre-school through 6th grade at the old Southern Methodist Church building with Ms. Becky Davis as principal.
  • March 15, 1988: John’s 22nd Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 67 or 68
    • Rodney is 18 years old.
    • June 7: Cheryl's 16th Birthday. Cheryl attends high school with Tyler's mom, Maya
  • John and William are in the first year of their sexual relationship
  • November: Mary Grace's 62nd birthday
1989
  • Cahawba Christian Academy returns to its present location and begins rebuilding enrollment.
  • March 15: John’s 23rd Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 68 or 69
    • Rodney is 19 years old.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 17th Birthday. Graduates High School?
  • John and William are in the second year of a sexual relationship. (The relationship ends after two years.)
  • November: Mary Grace's 63rd birthday
1990
  • Cahawba Christian Academy continues to renovate the building; and joins the Alabama Christian Education Association.
    • The Rev. Elam returned as headmaster until Ms. Diane Thompson was named Principal.
    • The school added a daycare facility by donation of S.E. Belcher, Jr. family.
    • With this expansion the school provided daycare through 12th grade.
  • March 15: John’s 24th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 69 or 70
    • Rodney is 20 years old.
    • June 7: Cheryl's 18th Birthday. Graduates high school.
    • November: Mary Grace's 64th birthday
1991
  • March 15: John’s 25th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 70 or 71
    • Rodney is 21 years old.
    • Tyler born
    • June 7: Cheryl's 19th Birthday.
    • November: Mary Grace's 65th birthday
  • Horology experiences a "Hey Day" according to Allen Bearden
1992
  • March 15: John’s 26th Birthday
    • Michael Fuller is 21
    • Rodney is 22
    • Tom McLemore is 71 or 72
    • Tyler not yet a year old.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 20th Birthday.
    • Jeff says he first saw Cheryl in 1992.
    • Jeff was fighting and winning “Toughman” competitions, local amateur boxing events won by process of elimination. Cheryl's cousin Buddy was the “Road Warrior.” Jeff was the “Gentleman.”
    • Jeff at one of the competitions
    • Cheryl says they didn't start dating until 10 plus years later.
  • Horology experiences a "Hey Day" according to Allen Bearden. John's business card
    • In John's earlier years, he traveled to London, and visited with other Horologists. He wrote about and consulted on Horology.
    • John made over 150k per year, in the nineties, according to Allen Bearden.
  • Approximate: John meets Michael Fuller, who is making a habit of hanging out at Senior Frog's and Quest, and going to jail.
  • November: Mary Grace's 66th birthday
1993
  • During one meth'd out night in 1993, Tyler's Uncle Jimmy, was beating on the door of someone's trailer and got shot in his head. It was too risky to take the bullet out. Uncle Jimmy is Tyler and Jake's mother's brother.
  • March 15: John’s 27th Birthday
    • Michael Fuller is 22
    • Rodney is 23
    • Tom McLemore is 72 or 73
    • Tyler is a year old
    • June 7: Cheryl's 21st Birthday.
  • Horology experiences a "Hey Day" according to Allen Bearden;
  • Approximate: Michael Fuller is hanging out at John's as a place of safety. Michael Fuller was an exotic dancer. John would be up in the middle of the night, after working on clocks. Michael would hang out there, even hiding from the cops.
  • November: Mary Grace's 67th birthday
1994
  • March 15: John’s 28th Birthday
    • Michael Fuller is 23
    • Rodney is 24
    • Tom McLemore is 73 or 74
    • Tyler is 2 years old
    • June 7: Cheryl's 22nd Birthday.
  • Horology experiences a "Hey Day" according to Allen Bearden; John made about 150k per year. John's business card
  • Approximate: Michael Fuller can stay at John's as long as he wanted. Michael Fuller finally goes home to his family and rehab, and gets sober. Michael Fuller says John helped a lot.
  • November: Mary Grace's 68th birthday
1995
  • March 15: John’s 29th Birthday
    • Michael Fuller is 24
    • Rodney is 25
    • Tom McLemore is 74 or 75
    • Tyler is 3 years old
    • June 7: Cheryl's 23rd Birthday.
  • Horology experiences a "Hey Day" according to Allen Bearden; John made about 150k per year. John's business card
  • November: Mary Grace's 69th birthday
  • People who knew John well, say that he was "quite racist" when he was younger, and not as much so as he got older. This despite Brian hearing John use racial epithets during visits and phone conversations.
1996
  • March 15: John’s 30th Birthday
    • Michael Fuller is 25
    • Rodney is 26
    • Tom McLemore is 75 or 76
    • Tyler is 4 years old
    • June 7: Cheryl's 24th Birthday.
    • November: Mary Grace's 70th birthday
  • Horology experiences a "Hey Day" according to Allen Bearden; John made about 150k per year. John's business card
  • Woodstock incorporated as a municipality called North Bibb 1996.
1997
  • John's Aunt Gertrude (Tom's sister) passes away. On the last day of his life, John and Tyler drove by Aunt Gertrude's house and John said how much he missed her.
  • March 15: John’s 31st Birthday
    • Michael Fuller is 26
    • Rodney is 27
    • Tom McLemore is 76 or 77
  • Tyler is 5 years old
    • Bubba says that when Tyler was five and six years old, he would have to miss school, and go to the job site with his Dad to lay bricks.
  • Horology experiences a "Hey Day" according to Allen Bearden; John made about 150k per year. John's business card
  • Cheryl Acker (later Dodson) is town clerk. Cheryl said she met John in 1997 or 1998.
    • June 7: Cheryl's 25th Birthday. This is her first of eight years as Town Clerk
  • November: Mary Grace's 71st birthday
1998
  • February: Mary Grace at Reta's sister's 50th birthday party
  • March 15: John’s 32nd Birthday
    • Michael Fuller is 27
    • Rodney is 28
    • Tom McLemore is 77 or 78
  • Tyler is 6 years old
    • Bubba says that when Tyler was five and six years old, he would have to miss school, and go to the job site with his Dad to lay bricks.
  • Horology experiences a "Hey Day" according to Allen Bearden; John made about 150k per year. John's business card
  • Cheryl:
    • June 7: Cheryl's 26th Birthday.
    • This is her second of eight years as town clerk.
    • John would help Cheryl stuff envelopes for parade notices.
    • John helped Cheryl plan the Christmas parade, and Open House.
    • John and his mother were always around, hanging out at Town Hall.
    • Mary Grace had a Pippy Longstocking vibe about her. She would wear a red skirt, green sweater, and purple hat, and socks that clashed with her shoes -- and the kind of bright red hair you get in a bottle.
    • Mary Grace would want to know about scandals, and John would tease Cheryl telling her that she was the scandal. (Cheryl was getting a divorce.)
    • John would help Cheryl with her job of annexing property into the town. John would drive with Cheryl to Centreville to the probate court. John would help deal with records of the court. He wasn't getting paid, but he would help Cheryl work.
    • John and his mother attended Town Council meeting regularly, and annexed their land into the town limits.
    • Cheryl says these years were some of the best years of John's life.
    • Cheryl says that as a divorced, single mom, she now feels like she was one of John's projects.
    • Cheryl says that she mentioned she liked The Goo-Goo Dolls and John bought her their CDs and made her CDs, too. He left one of his own raps on one of the CDs.
  • Undated photo of John with children's toys
  • Daphne Brooks called John "idealistic." [Daphne Brooks is the woman who went to prison for embezzlement who spent hours talking to Brian. Brian originally thought Daphne might be her own chapter.] Daphne says: These were good times for John. He never complained.
  • November: Mary Grace's 72nd birthday
1999
  • January: John advertises his services in the January/February edition of the NAWCC Mart & Highlights.
  • March 15: John’s 33rd Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 78 or 79
    • Rodney is 29
    • Tyler is 7 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 28
  • Cheryl:
    • June 7: Cheryl's 27th Birthday.
    • Cheryl says these years were some of the best years of John's life.
    • This is her third of eight years as town clerk.
    • Cheryl says John continued to be engaged with building the town.
    • Cheryl says that as a divorced, single mom, she now feels like she was one of John's projects, and they were very close friends.
  • November: Mary Grace's 73rd birthday
  • Reta and Charlie retire.
2000
  • March 15: John’s 34th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 79 or 80
    • Rodney is 30
    • Tyler is 8 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 29
  • Cheryl:
    • June 7: Cheryl's 28th Birthday.
    • Cheryl says these years were some of the best years of John's life.
    • This is her fourth of eight years as town clerk.
    • Cheryl says John continued to be engaged with building the town.
    • Cheryl says that as a divorced, single mom, she now feels like she was one of John's projects, and they were very close friends.
  • Town of North Bibb name changed to Woodstock in 2000.
  • November: Mary Grace's 74th birthday
2001
  • March 15: John’s 35th Birthday
    • Tom Mclemore is 80 or 81
    • Rodney is 31
    • Tyler is 9 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 30
  • John and Cheryl are still very close friends. This is Cheryl's fifth of eight years as Town Clerk.
    • Cheryl says that as a divorced, single mom, she now feels like she was one of John's projects, and they were very close friends.
    • Cheryl says John continued to be engaged with building the town.
  • May 17:
    • John sends Cheryl flowers: "You so good, my leg's so tired."
    • Cheryl's wedding day. Husband: Wade. Second marriage.
    • Cheryl realized John liked her.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 29th Birthday.
  • June 28: Woodstock police chief resigns
  • November: Mary Grace's 75th birthday
2002
  • March 15: John’s 36th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 81 or 82
    • Tyler is 10 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 31
    • Rodney is 32
  • Cheryl:
    • June 7: Cheryl's 30th Birthday. This is her sixth of eight years as town clerk.
    • John and Cheryl are still very close friends.
    • Cheryl says that as a divorced, single mom, she now feels like she was one of John's projects, and they were very close friends.
    • Approximate: Jeff Dodson moves to Woodstock
    • Jeff Dodson in a 2017 Photo
  • November: Mary Grace's 76th birthday
  • Approximate (any time in a ten year window): John tries to tell Mary Grace that he is gay, but she leaves the room. They never talk about it again.
  • Two of John's friends describe watching him perform fire gilding. They said he did it dozens of times a year ie: at least twice a month.
2003
  • March 15: John’s 37th Birthday
    • Tom McLemore is 82 or 83
    • Tyler is 11 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 32
    • Rodney is 33
  • John makes a "mix-tape" CD for a friend. Link to songs on CDs
  • Approximate: John tries meeting men through a phone service called "Megaphone." It's a singles line for men.
    • John and Olin Long each joined Megaphone with the purpose of finding someone to date.
    • John pings Olin and Olin responds. Olin Long lives in Birmingham.
    • John and Olin talk on the phone for the next 15 months, usually just after Olin's night shift, when would be finishing up in the Clock Shop.
    • John meets a gross man from "Megaphone" at the Church of Christ parking lot. The guy shoves his tongue down John's throat. John leaves and goes home to take a bath and wash his mouth out.
    • John meets a man from Megaphone who comes to the house. The man gropes John, masturbates into the garden, and leaves.
  • May: Cheryl says that her son and Jeff's son became friendly, and she started dating Jeff soon after. She says they were married three months later.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 31st Birthday
  • August: Cheryl and Jeff Dodson get married.
    • This is the third marriage for Cheryl and the third marriage for Jeff.
    • Cheryl and Jeff purchase their home from John and Mary Grace's cousins: Reta and Charlie Lawrence.
    • This is Cheryl's seventh of eight years as Town Clerk.
  • November: John's father falls in the driveway and is taken to the hospital.
  • November: Cheryl's dog has puppies. The mother is subsequently hit by a car. John and his mother take in all the puppies. John wrote:
    November of 2003, I was presented with a box of ten newborn puppies whose mother had been killed by a car.
  • November 29 or 30: Mary Grace's 77th birthday
  • November 30: John's father passes away from injuries sustained when he fell in the driveway. John's father was 82 or 83 when he died. John wrote:
    My father died on Nov 30, 2003. We went to the hospital, and dealt with the puppies when we came home. We planned the funeral and buried my father between trips back and forth between the hospital and the house to tend to the puppies. We mourned death and raised new life. Tombstone
  • December; John writes:
    My mother and I spent the winter cleaning up shit and piss twice daily, mopping the floors with bleach and hydrogen peroxide, and laying out mountains of paper and plastic sheeting while we raised them. Somehow, all of them [puppies] survived.
2004
  • John has started to shutter his clock restoration business.
  • March 15: John’s 38th Birthday
    • Tyler is 12 years old
    • Michael Fuller is 33
    • Rodney is 34
  • March 22: Cheryl and Jeff's daughter born. This is Cheryl's last year as Town Clerk.
    • John and Mary Grace send gifts and attend baby shower?
  • New Town Hall for Woodstock is completed
  • Approximate: John sends Olin a picture of himself; John and Olin Long finally meet in person. They develop a close friendship.
  • Cheryl and Jeff and John are very close friends and John spends a lot of time at their house, and is close to their kids.
  • June 7: Cheryl's 32nd Birthday
  • August: Cheryl and Jeff's 1st Anniversary.
  • November: Mary Grace's 78th birthday
  • After Christmas; John writes:
    "I reach agreement with Cheryl about opening garden center after several previous conversations with her about it. Cheryl and Jeff wanted a 3-way partnership with the profits going 33% each way after the original investment had been recovered. Beyond that I was to receive $1,000/month for running it. It was my expectation that all 3 of us would, of course, have about 33% money wise invested."
January, 2005
  • January 5; John writes:
    "Cheryl had bought the building from Johnnie Faye Champion for $3,000.00 and still owed Johnnie Faye $1,000.00. She did not feel right asking Johnnie Faye questions about where to get the best plants and other business questions until the remainder was paid off. On January 5th I loaned Cheryl Acker $1,000.00 cash in the form of ten one hundred dollar bills counted out in my kitchen over the dishwasher. Her small son was a witness, and my mother was sitting out in the hall. Exhibit 1 shows the source of the money: A private investment account. This loan was accompanied by sweet promises to pay back as soon as Jeff received his Income Tax Refund. This sweet promise would fizzle out over the next dozen weeks or so."
  • January 11; John writes:
    "I tour greenhouses as Plantersville, AL."
  • January 12; John writes:
    "I meet with Johnnie Faye Champion, she shows me paperwork and Trade "secrets" of previous ownership (Her former husband)."
  • January 15; John writes:
    "First order of evergreens and shrubs placed and paid for cash with the remainder of the money from the private investment account."
  • January 17; John writes:
    Tour WO Bearden Nurseries and make contact with other nurseries as advised by Johnnie Faye.
  • Mid January; John writes:
    I additionally loan/give Cheryl Acker another $100.00 cash to pay Arvell Kornegay for assisting with cleanup. By January and February, we were attempting to cleanup the catastrophe left behind by the former owner, which was about as big a mess as the Chernobyl blast."
  • Mid-Late January; John writes:
    "Cheryl advises me to open business account with whatever bank."
  • January 20; John writes:
    Checking account opened at First United with initial deposit of $1,500.00 with $600 cash out used to purchase plants from Debs Nursery. Also to register and attend GSHE.
  • January 21; John writes:
    Attend GSHE in Mobile. Meet more growers and suppliers. Exhibit 2 shows initial checking account opening, source of money (our investment account) and that it was a DBA account with my name only on this account.
  • Late January; John writes:
    Open account at Gray Lumber for building materials.
  • January 28; John writes:
    Another check for $2,000.00 goes into the business with $500.00 cash out. This also used Deb's Nursery for deciduous flowering shrub stock. Exhibit 3
February, 2005
  • February 1; John writes:
    A monthly distribution check from our account. I contributed it to the business. Exhibit 4
  • Early February; John writes:
    Buy handy cart from Wal Mart with cash out money, write check to DT Wesley for Plastic Tables (Feb 4), buy second hand shovel, rake, and other miscellaneous garden tools from Glenn Majors (Feb 9). Also write checks to Gray Lumber payment on account. Exhibit 5.
    All of us in cleanup phase. Jeff's kids very helpful, too. Still no sign of payback of $1,000.00 loan but still sweet promises.
  • February 19: John gets measured on Cheryl Acker Dodson's door.
  • February 28: John sells a milling machine out of his shop to help fund the Garden Center ($700.00)
  • Late February: John writes:
    Much repair completed. Tables built (Gray lumber supplies wood). Besides $100 paid to Arwell, another $100 cash paid to Joe Mize for spraying down and cleaning grounds.
S-Town Timeline II >>
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2020.07.05 04:01 IranRPCV Community of Christ Historic Sites Foundation - Tuesday Tales:

~Tuesday Tales~ In today’s Tuesday Tales, we look back 92 years to the unofficial opening of the first youth camp at the end of June 1928. It was brave and imaginative people who got to work planning and implementing that first youth camp. Written for an audience of church leaders in 1928, Lenoir Woodstock and Eugene Closson, the camp directors, said this: “Our girls and boys need to learn how to live and work and play together. There is probably no bigger problem in our social life today than this. Trouble in the home, in the church, and among nations is largely due to people’s failure to pull together.” There are other memorable accounts of this camp, but today we focus on the account of one of the staff members. In true “Camp Log” fashion, Stella Brockway, published in Vison Magazine some incredible details about that first camp. The camp was held in Nauvoo, Illinois, right on the historic grounds. The girls slept on the third floor of the Nauvoo House, while the boys planned to camp out north of the Homestead. Meals were prepared in the Nauvoo House and served in Emma’s Parlor with its sweeping view of the Mississippi. In their earnest to serve others, the boys decided to take it upon themselves to prepare the noon meal one day, including a dessert of banana ice cream. The boys not only prepared the meal, which the girls admitted was wonderful, they also cleaned up after and provided flower arrangements for the tables, but as Stella put it “…woe to the innocent person who ventured to smell them, because they had been well peppered with true boyish gusto!” It seems camp shenanigans date back to the first youth camp, too. As it is in modern times, worship, music, and campfires were crucial elements to daily camp life. Blanche Mesley organized all camp worship services, with themes focused on church history and included scriptures, responsive readings, songs, and talks. Blanche invited several church leaders to give these talks to the youth, including President Fred M. Smith. There were two worship services a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. The youth were given time for personal devotion time as well. Worship services and history classes were held jointly, however all other classes separated the boys and girls, as would have been typical in those days. The youth engaged in various class activities: nature hikes where they collected geodes, art classes where they learned to draw silhouettes and make pottery, and athletic classes. Just as many of our campers today enjoy swim time, so did the campers of 1928. Their pool was a roped off portion of the Mississippi River, and the boys and girls had separate swim times. One evening, the history class was about the church’s story in Jerusalem, led by Elder D. B. Sorden who had recently returned from his time serving in that part of the world. Not typical to our modern camps, the campers in 1928 had multiple field trips, including one south to the Keokuk hydroelectric dam and one south to Fort Madison to visit the Iowa State Penitentiary. Of course, the youth took time to enjoy touring the historic homes and sites around Nauvoo, particularly enjoying their hikes to David’s Chambers. Stella recounts an exciting excursion to Bluff Park on the west side of the river. Three boats were commissioned so all could travel by water. The trip over, the hike, and the picnic were all enjoyable, but a fierce wind began to blow, stiff and cold, prompting an early retreat back to Nauvoo, where the third boat had to navigate some rough waves. Everyone was so cold and wet by the time they reached the east bank of the Mississippi, they were served hot chocolate and sent to bed early (and were allowed to sleep in the following morning). Even before the camp closed, a short briefing was submitted to the Saints’ Herald on the success of this first camp: “…may we hope that this is but the beginning of a movement on the part of this church which will some day make Old Nauvoo smile again.” Youth camping on the historic site continued for many years, and we feel the pain of the loss of camps this summer. We wish the best to those brave and imaginative leaders who are navigating the way to host this camping legacy in new ways this year.
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2020.07.03 02:02 BrenGamer d100 Places/Times in history to end up.

I had a goofy idea for a present day game I'm gonna run where the PCs get caught up in a time heist. The time machine goes haywire, and they get temporarily sent to a random period in time. They basically just reappear the next round, but a day up to a couple weeks from their perspective passes. Where are some places for them to randomly get stranded and reappear in period clothing and possibly with trauma?
  1. 1097 Anatolia (First Crusade)
  2. 440 BC Greece (Peloponnesian War)
  3. 1944 France (WW2)
  4. 1969 Bethel, New York (Woodstock)
  5. 202 Million BC (Jurassic Period)
  6. March 1916, Fort Vaux (WW1, Battle of Verdun) ; u/Geschichtenerzaehler
  7. June 30 1908, Podkamennaya Tunguska River (Tunguska event) ; u/Geschichtenerzaehler
  8. 6 May to 31 October 1889, Paris (Exposition Universelle) ; u/Geschichtenerzaehler
  9. ~3200 BCE, Ötztal Alps (murder of "Ötzi" the Iceman) ; u/Geschichtenerzaehler
  10. 8 June 793, abbey of Lindisfarne (Viking attack) ; u/Geschichtenerzaehler
  11. 26 August 1883, Krakatoa (volcanic eruption) ; u/Geschichtenerzaehler
  12. 18 April 1906, San Francisco (earthquake) ; u/Geschichtenerzaehler
  13. 2 September 1666, London (great fire) ; u/Geschichtenerzaehler
  14. 536 (nominated as "worst year to be alive") ; u/Geschichtenerzaehler
  15. ~30-33 Jerusalem (Jesus) ; u/cyber-viper
  16. 1942/43 Stalingrad ; u/cyber-viper
  17. 1984 Bhopal ; u/cyber-viper
  18. 1986 Tschernobyl ; u/cyber-viper
  19. 2004 Ao Nang (Thailand, Tsunami) ; u/cyber-viper
  20. 31st August 1888, Whitechapel, London (The date of Mary Ann Nichols’s murder at the hands of Jack the Ripper.) ; u/Sobek6
  21. May to August 325, Nicaea, Greece (The First Council of Nicaea.) ; u/Sobek6
  22. Feb 23, 1836 San Antonio, TX (Battle of the Alamo) ; u/World_of_Ideas
  23. Jun 25, 1876 near the confluence of the Yellowstone and the Bighorn Rive (The Battle of the Little Bighorn / Custer's Last Stand) ; u/World_of_Ideas
  24. April 11, 1912 North Atlantic Ocean (maiden voyage of the British passenger liner Titanic) u/World_of_Ideas
  25. 79 A.D. southern Italy’s Campania region, near the coast of the Bay of Naples (volcanic eruption of Mount Vesuvius / Pompeii) ; u/World_of_Ideas
  26. Sept. 1, 1923 Kanto, Japan (Great Tokyo Earthquake / Great Tokyo Fire) ; u/World_of_Ideas
  27. 16th Century Germany (Protestant Reformation) ; u/Patchwork18
  28. 1350s Europe (Black Plague) ; u/Patchwork18
  29. 1521 Mexico (Fall of the Aztecs) ; u/Patchwork18
  30. 45 BC Rome (Rise of Caesar) ; u/Patchwork18
  31. August 1939 America (Release of The Wizard of Oz) ; u/Patchwork18
  32. 2077 America (Fallout Timeline) ; u/Patchwork18
  33. 1984 (Orwell Timeline) ; u/Patchwork18
  34. 1938 America (Orson Welles radio broadcast of "War of the Worlds" fake news program) ; u/World_of_Ideas
  35. 1924 Providence, Rhode Island (Call of Cthulhu Timeline) ; u/relinquisher42
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