Sunday 31 July 2005

Dear Jaspers,

705  are active on the Distribute site.

This month, we had 197 views on 7/28 and 6,538 over the last month.

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This issue is at: http://tinyurl.com/9akky    

Which is another way of saying

http://www.jasperjottings.com/jasperjottings20050731.htm

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CALENDAR OF JASPER EVENTS THAT I HAVE HEARD ABOUT

July 30-31 The Manahttan College Jasper Dancers will be performing as part of the NBA's Rhythm N' Rims Tour on in New York City at the South Street Seaport. There will be live bands as well as performances from the Knicks City Dancers and other area college dance teams and pep bands.

 

AUGUST

1 Construction Industry Golf Open

18 Jersey Shore Club Day at the Races

 

 

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My list of Jaspers who are in harm's way:
- Afghanistan
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- Feldman, Aaron (1997)
- Iraq
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- Sekhri, Sachin (2000)
- Unknown location
- - Lynch, Chris (1991)
- Uzbekistan
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- Brock (nee Klein-Smith), Lt Col Ruth (1979)

… … my thoughts are with you and all that I don't know about.

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QUOTE OF THE WEEK:

"On the Plains of Hesitation, bleach the bones of countless millions who,
                         at the Dawn of Victory, sat down to wait, and waiting -- died!"

         --GEORGE W. CECIL
(Under the pseudonym "William A. Lawrence" as a ad
for the International Correspondence Schools
 in The American Magazine, March 1923, p.87)

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Exhortation

http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/ap/20050727/ap_on_hi_te/games_blind_gamer_1

Blind Teen Amazes With Video-Game Skills By SCOTT BAUER, Associated Press Writer

Wed Jul 27, 5:25 PM ET

 ===<begin quote>===

LINCOLN, Neb. - Brice Mellen is a whiz at video games such as "Mortal Kombat."

In that regard, the 17-year-old isn't much different from so many others his age.

Except for one thing: He's blind.

And as he easily dispatched foes who took him on recently at a Lincoln gaming center, the affable and smiling Mellen remained humble.

<extraneous deleted>

"I'm getting bored," Mellen said in jest as he won game after game.

Blind since birth when his optic nerve didn't connect because of Leber's disease, Mellen honed his video game skills over the years through patient and not-so-patient playing, memorizing key joystick operations and moves in certain games, asking lots of questions and paying particular attention to audio cues. He worked his way up from games such as "Space Invaders" and "Asteroid," onto the modern combat games.

"I guess I don't know how I do it, really," Mellen said, as he continued playing while facing away from the screen. "It's beyond me."

Mellen knows this much: He started playing at home when he was about 7.

"He enjoyed trying to play, but he wasn't very good at first," said his father, Larry Mellen. "But he just kept on trying. ... He's broken a lot of controllers."

When the question of broken controllers comes up, Mellen flashes a smile and just shrugs.

"I used to have quite a temper," he said. "Me and controllers didn't get along very well."

Now they get along just fine.

<extraneous deleted>

How Mellen became so good is a mystery to his father.

"He just sat there and he tried and tried until he got it right," Larry Mellen said. "He didn't ever complain to me or anyone about how hard it was."

Mellen hangs out any chance he gets at the DogTags Gaming Center in Lincoln, which opened last month. Every now and then someone will come in and think he can easily beat the blind kid.

That attitude doesn't faze Mellen.

"I'll challenge them, maybe. If I feel like a challenge," he said, displaying an infectious confidence. "I freak people out by playing facing backwards."

There's nothing he likes better than playing video games, Mellen said.

He will be a senior in high school next year. After graduation, he plans to take a year off because he wants a break from school.

When he does go to college, Mellen wants to study — what else? — video-game design.

===<end quote>===

Now, I was “loafing” this week. I couldn’t find something worth occupying this space. Some thing that would uplift us this week, embarrass us into action, or at least make us thankful for what blessings and gifts we have. I use the word loafing lightly, because my Outlook calendar at home and work is full of “stuff”. I haven’t learned Covey’s lesson of focus, but I’m trying. Then this popped in my newsreader. (If you haven’t tried RSS Bandit or RSS popper, then you haven’t experienced the lazy way to browse the net.) Shazzam, golly geee, wow!

A blind video gamer? More than that a champ. How embarrassing is that?

I know that I kvetch that I don’t got enough ____ (you fillin the blank) to do important and urgent “stuff”. I juggle but complain (at least to myself) about the need to juggle. I regret things that I have done and not done. I say “why me?” instead of “why not me?”. Like I have the troubles of Job!

Then I read a story like this and I am truly amazed. I marvel – like Jesus with the Centurion – at the talents that this fellow has been given. He was challenged; he exceeded expectations.

OK, I’m ready what else can I do! Lay it on there, Lord. Cause if’n he can do that, what’s my potential. My only handicap is my own limited thinking!

Pogo said it best “we’ve met the enemy and it is us”.

I am sure that my fellow alums must be amazed at how dense an injuneer can be. Hopefully we can all take inspiration form this fellow’s remarkable achievement. Are we as dedicated to what is important to us?

 

Reflect well on our alma mater, this week, every week, in any and every way possible, large or small. God bless.

"Collector-in-chief" John
reinke--AT—jasperjottings.com

 

 

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[CONTENTS]

 

0

Messages from Headquarters (like MC Press Releases)

 

3

Good_News

 

1

Obits

 

6

Jaspers_in_the_News

 

2

Manhattan_in_the_News

 

11

Sports

 

5

Email From Jaspers

 

2

Jaspers found web-wise

 

 

MC mentioned web-wise

 

[PARTICIPANTS BY CLASS]

Class

Name

Section

1944

Daily, Alfred N.

Obit1

1957

Steponkus, Bill

Updates

1960

Vermaelen, Paul A.

Updates

1961

Ferguson, Vinnie

JFound1

1963

Kelly, Raymond W.

JNews1

1964

Rubino, Bob

Email01

1966

Van Etten, Joseph E.

Updates

1967

Orgon, Edward A.

OtherGoodNews1

1968

Wszolek, Don

Email03

1969

Umana, John

Email05

1970

Breen, Jerry

Email05

1972

McKenna, Frederick

Updates

1976

Krupp, Peter A.

Updates

1978

Pradas, Eugene

Updates

1981

Lutz, Peter

Email04

1984

Kane, Walt

JFound2

1984

Norberto, Patrick J.

Email04

1988

Morgan, Grant

JNews6

1989?

Sullivan, Sr. Maureen

JNews4

1992

Quirk,  Dennis

Email02

1994

Criqui, Ms. Carla A.

Updates

1994

Yearick, Danielle (

JNews3

1995

Serrano, José

JNews5

1996

Kempton, Patrick

Wedding1

1997

Carbonaro, Rich

OtherGoodNews2 (reporter)

1997

Matzke, Pete (

JNews2

1997

Morrissey, James

OtherGoodNews2

1998

Morrissey, Maria Magnoli

OtherGoodNews2

2000

DeSalvo, Stephen

Email04

2002

Marcano, Barbara

Updates

 

[PARTICIPANTS BY NAME]

Class

Name

Section

1970

Breen, Jerry

Email05

1997

Carbonaro, Rich

OtherGoodNews2 (reporter)

1994

Criqui, Ms. Carla A.

Updates

1944

Daily, Alfred N.

Obit1

2000

DeSalvo, Stephen

Email04

1961

Ferguson, Vinnie

JFound1

1984

Kane, Walt

JFound2

1963

Kelly, Raymond W.

JNews1

1996

Kempton, Patrick

Wedding1

1976

Krupp, Peter A.

Updates

1981

Lutz, Peter

Email04

2002

Marcano, Barbara

Updates

1997

Matzke, Pete (

JNews2

1972

McKenna, Frederick

Updates

1988

Morgan, Grant

JNews6

1997

Morrissey, James

OtherGoodNews2

1998

Morrissey, Maria Magnoli

OtherGoodNews2

1984

Norberto, Patrick J.

Email04

1967

Orgon, Edward A.

OtherGoodNews1

1978

Pradas, Eugene

Updates

1992

Quirk,  Dennis

Email02

1964

Rubino, Bob

Email01

1995

Serrano, José

JNews5

1957

Steponkus, Bill

Updates

1989?

Sullivan, Sr. Maureen

JNews4

1969

Umana, John

Email05

1966

Van Etten, Joseph E.

Updates

1960

Vermaelen, Paul A.

Updates

1968

Wszolek, Don

Email03

1994

Yearick, Danielle (

JNews3

 

[Messages from Headquarters

(Manhattan College Press Releases & Stuff)]

*** Headquarters1 ***

None

 

Honors

*** Honor1 ***

None

 

Weddings

*** Wedding1 ***

The New York Times
July 24, 2005 Sunday
Late Edition – Final
SECTION: Section 9; Column 2; Society Desk; WEDDINGS/CELEBRATIONS; Pg. 12
HEADLINE: Rebecca Haines, Patrick Kempton

Rebecca Catherine Haines, the daughter of Angela and William Haines of New York, was married yesterday to Patrick James Kempton, the son of Gail and Donald J. Kempton of Massapequa Park, N.Y. The Rev. Walter J. Smith, a Roman Catholic priest, officiated at St. Patrick's Church in Bedford, N.Y.

Mrs. Kempton, 30, received a medical degree in June from Weill Medical College of Cornell University. She graduated from Dartmouth College. Her father is the founder of the Bromley Companies, real estate developers in New York, and is a member of the board of the Dia Art Foundation and the board chairman of Ithaca College. Her mother is a consultant on resume writing and other business communications and has been an adjunct professor of business communications at New York University and New School University.

Mr. Kempton, 31, works in Chicago as a mortgage banker and a director in the real estate group of Prudential Financial. He graduated from Manhattan College and received an M.B.A. from Ohio State University. His mother teaches fifth grade at the Saddle Rock Elementary School in Great Neck, N.Y. His father is the manager of investigations at the Cablevision Systems Corporation, working in Bethpage, N.Y.

GRAPHIC: Photo (Photo by Angela Haines)

LOAD-DATE: July 24, 2005

[MCalumDB:  1996 ]

 

Births

*** Birth1 ***

None

 

Engagements

*** Engagement1 ***

None

 

Graduations

*** Graduation1 ***

None

 

Good News - Other

*** OtherGoodNews1 ***

From:  Orgon, Edward A. <1967>
To:  Distribute_Jasper_Jottings-owner
Subject:  RE: jasperjottings20050724.htm
Date:  25 Jul 2005 12:24:52 -0000

Hi,

Thanks again for publishing this.

Just thought some of my classmates (A&S 67) would like to know that my wife,  Jeanne (married 38 yrs) and I were blessed with our second grandchild and second  granddaughter, Charlotte Lorraine, by our daughter Tara.

Ed Orgon

 

 

*** OtherGoodNews2 ***

Subject:       Jasper Jottings
Date:           Sun, 10 Jul 2005 09:43:16 -0400
From:          Richard F. Carbonaro
John,

Please add this bit of good news from Jasperland:

Maria (Magnoli) Morrissey ('98) and James Morrissey (BS '97, ME '99) welcomed a beautiful baby girl, Taylor Marie, into the world on July 5. 

Taylor is their first child, and weighed 7 pounds, 2 ounces.

Thanks,
Rich Carbonaro (BS '97, ME '99)
Assistant Professor Manhattan College
Department of Civil and Environmental Engineering
Bronx, NY 10463

www.engineering.manhattan.edu/environmental

[JR:  Great news. BTW the email came in on the 29th. Kick MC’s email server. Or feed the squirrels! Only obits seem to arrive without delay. I did a quick look at the Jottings search engine and find we have the engagement and wedding stories. So, I am tickled with our coverage of the “Morrissey Adventure”. Congrats to all involved. Especially to Mom, who we all know did the “heavy lifting”. And even to Dad, who had some small role -- we suspect. Last good night’s sleep for 30 or so years. ]

[JR:  Special kudos to jasper Rich for the report. Special sticks and coal for the MC email server that delayed the report!]

 

OBITS

[Collector's prayer: And, may perpetual light shine on our fellow departed Jaspers, and all the souls of the faithful departed.]

Your assistance is requested in finding these. Please don’t assume that I will “catch” it via an automated search. Sometimes the data just doesn’t makes it’s way in.

***Obit1***

Sarasota Herald-Tribune (Florida)
July 24, 2005 Sunday
SARASOTA EDITION
SECTION: B SECTION; Pg. BS8
HEADLINE: Obituaries

SARASOTA COUNTY

<extraneous deleted>

Alfred N. Daily

Alfred N. Daily, 83, Pittsfield, Mass., and formerly of Sarasota, died July 21, 2005.

He was born May 3, 1922, in Brooklyn, N.Y. He worked in the family business, Daily's Hardware in Brooklyn, and later became the owner and operator until his retirement in 1984. He graduated with a bachelor's degree in business administration from Manhattan College, Bronx, N.Y. He was a Navy veteran, serving from 1944 to 1945. He then served in the Army from 1945 to 1946. He was a member of American Legion Post 27 in Brooklyn, was a volunteer at the Van Wezel Performing Arts Center in Sarasota, and a track coach at Cardinal Mooney High School. He was a member of the Church of the Incarnation.

Survivors include his wife, Mary L. (Hutchinson); sons Alfred J. of Orinda, Calif., Paul of Lake Grove, N.Y., Edward F. of Phoenix and John C. of Morristown, N.J.; a daughter, Nancy Plantz of Pittsfield; and six grandchildren.

Services and burial will be in Pittsfield, where Devanny-Condron Funeral Home is in charge.

In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to Hospice Care in The Berkshires, c/o of the Devanny-Condron Funeral Home, 40 Maplewood Ave., Pittsfield, MA 01201.

<extraneous deleted>

LOAD-DATE: July 25, 2005

[MCalumDB:   1944 ]

 

[Jasper_Updates]

[JR: I'm going to try a new section for "updates". These are changes that "pop" in from the various sources that are not really from the news. I thought it might be valuable to alert old friends seeking to reconnect or "youngsters" seeking a networking contact with someone who might have a unique viewpoint that they are interested in. This is a benefit of freeing up time trying to make email work by "outsourcing" the task to Yahoo.]

Criqui, Ms. Carla A. (1994)
Analyst
Schering-Plough
Jersey City, NJ 07302

 

Krupp, Peter A. (1976)
Senior Financial Investigator
NC Dept of Justice Medicaid Investigations
Pittsboro, North Carolina 27312

 

Marcano, Barbara (2002)

McKenna, Frederick (1972)
Oakdale, NY 11769

 

Pradas, Eugene (1978)
Managing Director, Europe
Teleglobe
Madrid 28109 Spain

 

Steponkus, Bill (1957)

 

Van Etten, Joseph E. (1966)
Chairman
Van Etten Construction Group, Inc.
NYC
http://WWW.VANETTENGROUP.COM

  

Vermaelen, Paul A. (1960)
Retired
Needham, MA 02492

 

 

 

[Jaspers_Missing]

[JR: I'm going to try a new section for "negative updates". These are changes that "pop" in from the various sources that are not really from the news. I thought it might be valuable to alert old friends or "youngsters" that someone they maybe interested in has “drifted off”. Yet another benefit of freeing up time trying to make email work by "outsourcing" the task to Yahoo.]

None

 

Jaspers_in_the_News

*** JNews1 ***

The New Yorker
July 25, 2005
SECTION: FACT; A Reporter At Large; Pg. 58
HEADLINE: THE TERRORISM BEAT;
How is the N.Y.P.D. defending the city?
BYLINE: WILLIAM FINNEGAN

They meet every morning: Raymond W. Kelly, New York City's Police Commissioner; David Cohen, the Deputy Commissioner for Intelligence; and Michael Sheehan, the Deputy Commissioner for Counter Terrorism. At these sessions, held at One Police Plaza, in a room known as the executive command center, Kelly is briefed on overnight developments related to terrorism. One morning, I was allowed to sit in.

"Suicide bombing in Pakistan," Cohen said. "Details." He slid a sheet of paper to Kelly. "I put Hercules out on three Shiite mosques for the day."

Hercules is a set of police antiterror teams. The team members carry heavy weapons, and they turn up without warning at sites all over the city, for reasons never shared with the public.

"New al-Zawahiri video, went up last night on Al Jazeera. Mentions the U.S."

Kelly nodded, studying the report on the mosque deployments.

"Morty's back from Moscow," Cohen went on. "His report's worth your browsing."

Morty is Mordecai Dzikansky, a New York City homicide detective, currently stationed near Tel Aviv. (The N.Y.P.D. also has officers based, these strange days, in Singapore, Britain, Canada, and France.) He went to Russia to learn what he could from the school massacre at Beslan, in September, 2004. Dzikansky told me, when we met, that he'd been on the scene of thirteen suicide bombings in Israel, and that he learns something every time. Dzikansky is fast. He was in Istanbul within hours of the bombings of the city's synagogues in November of 2003. Four other New York City detectives were on a 9 a.m. flight to London after the morning rush-hour blasts there earlier this month.

Cohen said, "On Chechnya, Commissioner, we got this from Boston." He handed Kelly a document, saying something I couldn't decipher about Russian investors. (The ground rules of my presence precluded questions.)

News broadcasts from stations around the globe, including Al Jazeera, were playing silently on monitors in the room, along with live videocasts of traffic on New York's streets and highways. A big precinct map of the city hung on the wall next to an illuminated map of the world. The executive command center contains one long table, with a bank of serious-looking telephones-secure lines, satellite phones-built into it.

Kelly brought up Semtex, a Czech plastic explosive known as "the poor man's C-4." He wanted to know whether it was ever used in construction.

"It's military grade," Sheehan said evenly. Sheehan, who is fifty, sharp-featured, and wiry, spent twenty years in the Army, mainly in Special Forces; he later served as the State Department's Ambassador-at-Large for Counter Terrorism in the Clinton Administration. Kelly, who is sixty-three, was a marine and, even in a dark, double-breasted suit, still carries himself like a soldier on active duty. Presumably, both men know something about explosives.

"Let's add it to Nexus," Kelly told Cohen, who made a note.

Nexus is another police antiterror program, run by the intelligence division. Nexus keeps tabs on terror-sensitive businesses and merchandise, among other things.

An aide called Kelly out of the room. Sheehan and Cohen relaxed perceptibly. They discussed a recent bombing in a Moscow subway station. "She knew she was a suicide bomb?" Sheehan asked.

"Oh, yeah," Cohen, who is sixty-three, said. "She was going the route. Cops spooked her."

Subways and their vulnerabilities have been an abiding preoccupation with these men since long before the bombing of the London Underground. Some of their other major worries include, in no particular order, trucks, planes, helicopters, ferries, vans, tunnels, bridges, underground garages, high-rise buildings, the war in Iraq, the war in Chechnya, Al Qaeda, Indonesia, the Philippines, North Africa, East Africa, anthrax, nerve gas, ammonium nitrate, chemical plants, nuclear reactors, shipping containers, railroads, all large gatherings in New York City, and propane. "Worry," I've noticed, is the hardest-working word in their collective vocabulary. "Another thing we need to worry about . . ." "My biggest worry is . . ." "Should we be worried about X?" "Hell, yes."

Cohen, especially, has the pensive cast of a professional worrier. He spent thirty-five years in the C.I.A., rising to become director of operations. Kelly hired him in 2002 to revamp the Police Department's intelligence division. There is no other program in the country even slightly like it now.

Kelly came back in. The briefing turned to local matters. "I.D. fraud in Queens," Cohen said. (Document fraud is permanently high on the antiterror worry list.) "Two hundred arrests so far. I think there are another two hundred to be made. We flipped some people, but it's very labor intensive. My advice: give them some more room on this. They're all felony arrests."

They moved on. Sheehan said, "Our four guys are back from Sweden. They found downloaded postcard photos of the Brooklyn Bridge." At the mention of the Brooklyn Bridge, all jaws tightened.

"Anything back on al-Hindi?" Kelly asked Sheehan.

Abu Issa al-Hindi is an Al Qaeda operative, currently in British custody. Al-Hindi and his team were discovered, through a computer seized last summer in Pakistan, to have conducted extremely thorough surveillance on two large Manhattan buildings, including the Stock Exchange, and sites in Washington, D.C., and New Jersey. Because the surveillance seemed to date from before September, 2001, the press soon lost interest in the story. The N.Y.P.D. has not lost interest.

Sheehan said, "We've got a detective working it every day. Everything they touched here in New York, everybody they talked to. But they were very tightly packed, very discreet, like Mohamed Atta"-the September 11th hijacker.

"Did you check out the building I told you about?"

"Yeah."

On a notepad, Sheehan started sketching what seemed to be a warehouse in Brooklyn. He and Kelly studied the drawing, filling in details, working out surveillance angles.

Kelly asked, "Hey, did you see what they did out front of Le Cirque? Two big brick boulders."

"Le Cirque's a little above my pay grade," Sheehan said. "But I don't think that's authorized. I'll drive by."

"Listen," Kelly said. "Tomorrow, remind them that it may be bigger than a shoebox."

"Yeah, yeah, I will."

Kelly was referring to a big training drill in the harbor that was to take place the next day. The police, along with the Fire Department and other agencies, would simulate a jet crash in the water off the end of a runway at LaGuardia, with the cause of the crash unknown.

Cohen mentioned a request from the C.I.A. His old employer wanted to borrow some N.Y.P.D. cyberintelligence specialists to help its people learn how to navigate jihadist chat rooms.

"Wait," Kelly said, raising his hand. "My son." He pointed to a monitor, where Greg Kelly, a correspondent for Fox News, was doing a standup. Kelly flicked on the sound. It was the Zawahiri video story. On the scroll across the bottom of the screen, the national terror-threat level appeared: yellow, "elevated." Kelly flicked off the sound.

"O.K.," he said. "C.I.A. wants what?"

Under Ray Kelly's command, the New York City Police Department has been profoundly reorganized since the terror attacks of 2001. Before the attacks, there were fewer than two dozen officers working the terrorism beat full time. Today, there are about a thousand. In some key areas, such as languages that are critical to counterterror work, the N.Y.P.D., drawing on a city of immigrants, has deeper resources than the federal agencies traditionally responsible for fighting international terrorism. Beyond the officers (and civilian analysts) working on terrorism exclusively, the department, which employs nearly fifty thousand people, has been comprehensively persuaded-through intensive new training, new equipment, new protocols-to think of counterterrorism as a fundamental part of what cops still call the Job.

The rationale for the N.Y.P.D.'s transformation after September 11th had two distinct facets. On the one hand, expanding its mission to include terrorism prevention made obvious sense. On the other, there was a strong feeling that federal agencies had let down New York City, and that the city should no longer count on the Feds for its protection. Some of Kelly's initiatives were incursions into territory normally occupied by the F.B.I. and the C.I.A. And yet few objections were raised. It was as if the Feds, reeling from September 11th, silently acknowledged New York's right to take extraordinary defensive measures. (Or, as one senior police official said to me, "Do you think anybody in Washington has the balls to tell Ray Kelly he can't do something he decides to do?")

Within the counterterrorism world, the department's transformation is highly regarded. "The N.Y.P.D. is really cutting-edge," Brian Michael Jenkins, a senior adviser at the rand corporation and a respected authority on terrorism, told me. "They're developing best practices here that should be emulated across the country. The Feds could learn from them." The federal government must, of course, play the leading role in stopping international terrorism at the borders. But, Jenkins said, "As this thing metastasizes, cops are it. We're going to win this at the local level."

This is Kelly's second tour as Commissioner; his first was in the early nineties, under David Dinkins. In his first week back, in January, 2002, Kelly announced the creation of a counter-terrorism bureau-the first new bureau at the N.Y.P.D. in more than thirty years. He started a talent search that took him far outside traditional police-recruitment channels. Kelly wanted people with military, intelligence, and diplomatic backgrounds, with deep knowledge of international terrorist organizations-people like Cohen and Sheehan.

Kelly has been sharply critical of the Bush Administration's failure since September 11th to help New York protect itself. When I saw him at his office, where he sits at the desk that Theodore Roosevelt used when he was Commissioner, I asked him if the Administration had begun to do more. "We've seen some improvement," he said. "But it's not nearly what it should be, in my judgment. We're still defending the city pretty much on our dime." He glanced out the window at downtown Manhattan. "We're defending the nation here," he said. "These are national assets."

Communication, at least, is better than it was. Kelly talked about a brief but terrible scare, in October, 2001, when the White House was informed by the C.I.A. that a ten-kiloton nuclear weapon was being smuggled into New York City. The C.I.A.'s source for the story was eventually discredited. But what seemed to stick in Kelly's mind about the episode, which electrified the White House for several weeks, was that Rudolph Giuliani, who was then the mayor, was not told of the threat. "That would never happen now," Kelly said. "Nobody would dare sit on that kind of information today."

Ray Kelly came up the long way. He went from police cadet to Commissioner-the only officer in the history of the N.Y.P.D. to have done so. He was raised on the Upper West Side, the youngest child in a big, working-class Catholic family. His father started out as a milkman and ended up as a clerk at the Internal Revenue Service. Kelly, while working his way through Manhattan College toward a degree in business administration, took a job on the switchboard at Police Headquarters.

"It was the main number, and you had to memorize twelve hundred extensions," he says. "You just felt, working there, like you were right at the heart of the city." Kelly enrolled in a police-cadet program for college students. After graduation, he enlisted in the Marines and was sent to Vietnam. Before he left, he married Veronica Clarke, his high-school sweetheart. Their first child, James, was born while Kelly was overseas. (Greg was born two years later.)

Kelly rarely talks about his experience in Vietnam, and when I asked about it he used words like "frightening," "depressing," "debilitating." He passed through Khe Sanh and Hue, but spent most of his time in the jungles and fields of the central highlands, serving, initially, as a forward artillery observer, one of the more dangerous combat posts.

Kelly's early years as a police officer, in the late sixties, coincided with an epochal increase in violent crime. He became known as a "collar guy"-the type of cop who, given a choice, likes to make arrests, never mind the extra danger, paperwork, and court appearances they entail. Kelly has held twenty-five commands, and when I asked him which he liked most he talked about his days as a plainclothes officer in the old Twenty-third Precinct, in Manhattan, when it ran from East Eighty-sixth Street to East 110th Street. "Following people, jumping in cabs, keeping radios in whiskey bags," he said. "We arrested a lot of people."

Kelly went to law school at night, and got a master's in public administration from the Kennedy School, at Harvard. In 1985, officers in the 106th Precinct, in Queens, were accused of torturing suspects with stun guns. "The department sent Kelly to clean it up," Joe Calderone, who covered the story for New York Newsday, told me. "I'll never forget when he arrived at the precinct. A couple of us were there, and here comes this guy down the block. It was, like, uh-oh-here come the Marines. He carried an attache case, not a hair or anything even slightly out of place. He was just all business. You could tell they'd sent in the A team."

Kelly is a strange kind of tough guy, though. His sense of urgency, his impatience with the Feds, seem balanced by a certain laconic calm. He has a blunt, nineteenth-century face, complete with crooked smile. (Or, if he's angry, a perfect downturned circumflex of a mouth.) He wears his hair shorter than Sluggo's. He is extremely fit, lifting weights five days a week in a regimen that his wife describes as "borderline addictive." Still, there is no sense of gratuitous threat about him. He's neither tall nor burly, and he moves precisely, economically. Kelly listens hard and catches jokes early, but he doesn't have the verbal deftness of, say, a politician. He bites off sentences, or lets them trail toward the obvious point, as if to minimize the drama of what he's saying. It's a great affect for crisis management but not for winding up a crowd from a podium. His enthusiasms are wide-ranging: he relaxes by reading history, and by playing the drums.

Kelly became Commissioner in 1992, after Lee Brown was undone by officer corruption scandals and the Crown Heights riots. He improved morale and, more important, brought down the crime rate-finally reversing a long-term trend. But Giuliani was elected mayor the next year and decided to overhaul the police department. He replaced Kelly with William Bratton, who served as Commissioner for a little more than two years before Giuliani pushed him out. Bratton was innovative, flashy, and spectacularly successful at crime reduction. His achievement eclipsed Kelly's in the public's memory.

Kelly went on to serve in the Clinton Administration as an under-secretary of the Treasury, responsible for, among other agencies, the Customs Service, the Secret Service, and the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms. He commanded the multinational police force in Haiti in 1994. In the late nineties, he was Interpol's vice-president for the Americas. On September 11th, however, he was working, for the first time, in the private sector-as the director of global security at Bear, Stearns.

"I was out of it, out of the game," he told me. He and Veronica live in Battery Park City, across from Ground Zero. "The World Trade Center was really our community," he said. "Our bank was there, our drugstore. If you were going to the subway, you'd go through the World Trade Center." Veronica was out of the city when the towers fell. Kelly was at his office, in midtown. Their building was evacuated, and they weren't able to return for weeks. When they did, they went up on the roof. Veronica wept quietly. "This totally devastated-gone, you know-this huge hole, and it was still smoking," Kelly said. He felt maddeningly confined to the sidelines of the city's struggle to respond. But his chance came, unexpectedly, a few weeks later. Michael Bloomberg was elected mayor and immediately offered Kelly the Commissioner's job.

"He had a unique combination," Bloomberg told me. "He knew how to run a police department day in, day out-putting a cop at that corner, with this kind of backup, and that kind of training, and this kind of equipment. But he also had international and Washington experience, which are very different, and both very important. We need Washington for information, for funding. But we also need to have relations with security services and police departments around the world directly, not going through Washington. By luck of the draw, I knew somebody who had all three."

The office of the department's Deputy Commissioner for Intelligence, where I spoke with David Cohen, is in an unlikely, distinctly hip corner of southern Manhattan. Roughly a hundred plainclothes cops were busy in the loft-style space outside Cohen's door, as they are around the clock. Cohen is ruddy-faced, with a piercing Boston accent. He said that he didn't have time to talk, but he did anyway, and at a rapid pace. "This threat is not going to go away," he said. "So we can't relax. If we do, that will produce the seam they'll go through."

Before September 11th, the intelligence division was devoted mostly to guarding visiting dignitaries. Cohen estimates that two per cent of its work was counterterrorism. Now that figure is eighty per cent. The division runs Nexus, cyberintelligence, overseas deployments, financial investigations, and all manner of undercover operations. It also still guards dignitaries.

Cohen already knew something about setting up a counterterrorism program. In 1996, he established a special team at the C.I.A., known as "the Bin Laden unit," that concentrated on Al Qaeda's finances. Kelly first got to know him in the late nineties, when Cohen was the C.I.A.'s station chief in New York. When he called Cohen for the N.Y.P.D. job, Cohen had already left the agency, and was doing global risk assessment at the insurance company A.I.G. Kelly persuaded him to take a huge pay cut and return to public service.

After a career in federal government, Cohen found that he liked the speed at which things can happen in the N.Y.P.D. The first time he and Kelly talked about stationing officers overseas, Cohen thought it was an exciting idea. At a meeting the following week, he brought it up again. Kelly cut him off, saying, "Didn't we already decide that?"

"The N.Y.P.D. is on a hair trigger," Cohen said. "The air gap between information and action is the shortest I've ever experienced." For example, he said, "Israeli border guards catch a guy who says he's trained to do surveillance for possible assassination operations in North America. That goes to Morty, and we're on it that day. This is about a week before we learn about it from other agencies."

Cohen went on, "Manila ferryboat explosion, hundred dead. Reported as industrial accident. Then they picked up a guy who said it was an Abu Sayyaf job." Abu Sayyaf is an Islamist guerrilla army in the Philippines, and an Al Qaeda ally. "We dispatched someone within the day. Any ferryboat incident anywhere, we want to know about it. It's not the F.B.I. or the C.I.A. or the Homeland Security Department down in the subway tunnels. It's the N.Y.P.D.

"We don't want to learn from what's happened here," he said. "We'd rather learn from what's happened somewhere else. We're looking at how they did it, the fine-grained stuff-what kind of detonators they used, what vehicles-so that we can take the anatomy of the operation and transpose it onto New York City and figure out what we can do."

Compared with what he did for the C.I.A., Cohen told me, "the work here is much less abstract. It's the difference between protecting U.S. national interests and protecting lives. This is concrete. It's the people, the city you see every day, the place where you live." Because of his years at the C.I.A., he added, he had security clearance that gave him access to information from the interrogations of prisoners held at Guantanamo Bay and elsewhere. N.Y.P.D. officers have also been directly involved in the arrests and interrogations of terror suspects in Afghanistan, Pakistan, Malaysia, and Singapore. He didn't seem especially interested in the debate about how to treat terror detainees, and when I asked about the Patriot Act, which has been criticized by civil-rights groups, he said brusquely, "The Patriot Act helps the F.B.I. do its job. And that's good for us. I'm too busy to see if the F.B.I. abuses its powers." His mandate, he said, as set forth by Kelly, is "Do everything we possibly can within the bounds of the law to make sure there is not another terrorist attack on New York City. It ain't more complicated than that."

Luck plays a role. "Transit cops on the 7 train caught two guys camcording infrastructure," Cohen said. "Most of the video was tourist stuff. Two minutes was train track. Two minutes of train track? Turns out these guys worked for Iranian state intelligence. We turned them over to the F.B.I. They were deported ten days later."

He rubbed his eyes. "I don't know what we've stopped," he said. "It's impossible to calculate, and I don't spend much time thinking about it. I've gotta be thinking about the next thing."

Behind Cohen's desk stood a bin of large rolled maps of New York's neighborhoods, with handwritten tags attached: "Significant Concentrations of Pakistanis," "Significant Concentrations of Palestinians." A map of Iraq was pinned to the brick wall above the bin.

"Nothing from there yet," Cohen said. But the many N.Y.P.D. officers who have been to Iraq with the National Guard or with the Reserves are debriefed upon their return. Cohen turned and stared at the map. "I have to assume it's going to come out bad," he said.

One morning, I met Detective Charles Enright and his partner, Sergeant Joseph Salzone, at the Peninsula hotel, in midtown. Enright and Salzone work for Cohen on Operation Nexus, the program that tracks terror-sensitive businesses. Nexus squads visit about two hundred business concerns a week. Since the program was launched, in 2002, they've been to more than twenty thousand. Jimmy Chin, the Peninsula's regional director of risk management, was meeting with Enright and Salzone. The Nexus officers wore business suits, and had the intense but deferential air of high-end sales reps. Anyone writing a parking ticket would be more intimidating. They rely, essentially, on the public-spiritedness of businesspeople, whom they practically beg to alert them to anything suspicious.

Chin, who is also the chairman of the safety-and-security committee of the Hotel Association of New York City, said, "The N.Y.P.D. is a huge police department that acts like a small one. In other places I go, nobody can imagine the kind of tight relationship we have here. But we've really changed our thinking since 9/11. I wouldn't have given these guys my cell number before. Now they've got to be able to reach me 24/7."

"Most of these major hotels, they have garages, and that's what we're actually most worried about," Salzone said.

I asked what would be of interest to them. "People who don't want to give the garage the keys. Any vehicle that looks overloaded," he said.

"Salvage yards-they're traditionally Mob-related, so they get their guard up when we show up," Enright said. "But we tell them it's about terrorism, their guard comes down, they're ready to help. They know we don't want to look at their books. Other departments are going to bust their chops on that. We just want to know about any used emergency vehicles they've been selling."

"Ambulances," Salzone said. "Ambulances can get through checkpoints. In the Middle East, they've been filled with explosives. Boom."

"Pat Wagner manages the Thirty-fourth Street heliport, has a lot of Jet A fuel," Salzone said. "We talk to her a lot."

After a Palestinian suicide bomber in Israel disguised himself as an ultra-Orthodox Jew, the Nexus teams visited religious-garb suppliers. When, in early 2003, an alleged plot to poison the London Underground with ricin was reported, Enright and Salzone headed to Manhattan's diamond district, because acetone, which dealers use to process their stones, is used in the production of ricin. Castor beans are also required. To learn more about those, the Nexus teams visited horticulturalists and the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. (David Cohen told me proudly, "It's been said, 'Cohen knows where every castor bean in the city is!' ")

"Thing you've got to remember," Salzone said. "We got a boss who doesn't sleep." He meant Cohen. "That percolates down to us."

"9/11 is never over," Enright said.

The officers wrapped up their business with Chin and left the Peninsula. A truck-rental place in Chelsea had a new manager they wanted to meet. She turned out to be a Trinidadian, young and friendly but very busy. She took business cards, murmuring "Terrorist Incident Prevention Unit" as she read, and eying Salzone and Enright. She took a Nexus information sheet, but was obviously eager to get back to work. Enright and Salzone headed for the door. Then the new manager said, "Wait. There was one fellow. A really strange guy."

"Did he pay cash?"

"Yes."

Enright and Salzone turned back. And so the manager told them a long story about a secretive, erratic, abusive customer. To me, he sounded extremely suspicious. I was riveted. Enright and Salzone were not. They thanked the manager for her time, and left.

Once we were back on the street, they gently explained to me that the man was just a bad truck-rental customer. Every truck-rental place had them. Yes, this guy had paid cash, but nothing else the manager said tripped any alarms. Then I realized why he had sounded so suspicious to me. Her manner, the sequence, even the rhythm of the conversation-"Wait, there was one fellow"-followed, to the letter, every script of every cop show ever made.

Enright seemed to read my mind. "All these duped-up cop cars they're using on these TV shows," he said. He was pointing along the West Side Highway. " 'Law & Order'-they shoot right over here. Those cars are all unsecured at night, so we visit them."

The intelligence division doesn't gather information only from the street. It has specialists tracking suspicious financial movements and others working the jails and prisons; in unmarked buildings throughout the boroughs, it has officers fluent in the relevant languages poring over the foreign press or surfing the innumerable jihadist Web sites and chat rooms. The N.Y.P.D. employment application form these days asks about knowledge of some sixty languages. The department has had considerably more success in attracting immigrants who can pass its careful background checks than either the F.B.I. or the C.I.A. has had. In a nation that, in 2002, conferred a total of six undergraduate degrees in Arabic, even the Pentagon, not known for its humility, recognizes this rare resource. The Department of Defense recently borrowed seventeen computer-literate Arabic speakers from the N.Y.P.D. to assist its intelligence arm. At one counterterrorism-bureau facility, in a darkened room full of cops wearing headphones and silently watching satellite broadcasts on big flat-screen TVs, I met a tall, gaunt officer, whom I'll call Mohamed, taking notes on news reports from Pakistan. Mohamed grew up south of Kabul, speaking Dari. He also understands Pashto, Farsi, and Arabic. He joined the N.Y.P.D. in 1994, and was issuing parking tickets when the counterterrorism bureau found him, in 2002.

On another occasion, David Cohen introduced me to some of the N.Y.P.D.'s cyberintelligence specialists: a detective and a sergeant, both born and reared in Egypt, and a detective born and reared in Iran. "When we started, in 2002, we didn't really know what we were doing," Reza, the Iranian-born officer, said. "It was trial and error. Viruses beyond belief. But we got the medicine now. We go into the worst chat rooms."

"We're always being tested," Maged, the detective from Egypt, said. "You know you passed the test when suddenly somebody gives you a password to a chat room you didn't know existed." He went on, "We're familiar with the tradition, the background, we speak the slang."

"Also, we're cops," Reza said. "We hear different things than the civilians the F.B.I. hires do. We got investigative backgrounds, looking for bad guys on the street. Sometimes it's not what they're saying, it's what they're not saying. You see patterns, like news items from two months before that suddenly start recirculating."

Sometimes, Reza said, "You'll see an offer of a video-clip download. It might be a beheading, or training materials, or proof that someone actually did something."

Aly, the Egyptian-born sergeant, shook his head. "This is not Islam," he said.

The cybercops told me that each of them belonged to more than thirty separate e-mail groups, or chat rooms.

"It can take a long time to work your way up the ladder," Maged said. "At first, it might be just some guy in Texas talking with some guy from Saudi, anti-government shit. But other people are listening, and if they see you coming back every day, and you seem serious, they might invite you somewhere else."

"Ninety-seven per cent of the juicy stuff is done P.M.-personal message," Reza said. "Not in chat rooms. But it takes a lot of time-months, maybe years-to get this kind of trust."

I asked the cybercops how they communicated with other security services.

"We tell the Commissioner," Reza said, indicating Cohen. "He tells the C.I.A."

"Or I call Kelly, depending what it is," Cohen said. "And he takes our calls."

Detective Ira Greenberg, the N.Y.P.D.'s man in Scotland Yard, was on the Tube, on his way to work, when the London bombs went off. As soon as he could reach the street, he started phoning in reports to the intelligence division. Kelly was awakened by a call at home. He ordered the entire department's midnight-to-eight shift to stay on duty through the day, and posted an officer in every subway train during rush hour. Four detectives-two from intel, two from counterterrorism-left for London. The N.Y.P.D.'s response was similar on the day of the Madrid train bombings, last year. Cohen told me, "I got a call"-from Washington-"saying, 'Don't send anybody.' I said, 'They're already on the plane.' " He went on, "They were the first foreign law enforcement on the scene with access. They were welcomed. They weren't over there investigating. That's someone else's job. We're just trying to understand, so as to increase protection here." After learning that the Madrid train bombers parked their van a few blocks from the station, and carried their bombs by hand to the trains, the department ordered that the security perimeter around subway and commuter-train stations in New York be expanded by two blocks. The revelation that a small businessman saw the Madrid terrorists' preparations but figured that it was just a petty crime in progress and didn't bother calling the cops was seen as a reason to redouble Nexus, so that no New York shop owner will ever be that blase.

The London bombings reminded me of something Sheehan had said: "Your greatest fear is that they're out there below the horizon." Unlike the Madrid bombers, the young jihadists who killed more than fifty people this month were not, it seems, even on the radar of the local police. British security has disrupted a number of serious plots in recent years, but its intelligence failed utterly this time. As the I.R.A. once darkly observed, after a botched attempt to assassinate Margaret Thatcher, "We only have to be lucky once; you will have to be lucky always." Subway systems, moreover, are hugely vulnerable. Cohen's undercover agents spent more than a year tracking a young Pakistani immigrant named Shahwar Matin Siraj, who, according to the police, enlisted an angry teen-ager from Staten Island named James Elshafay in a plot to bomb the Thirty-fourth Street/Herald Square subway station. Investigators never found a connection between the pair and any organization, but, according to the police, Siraj and Elshafay drew up detailed attack plans. Cohen's informant was by then wearing a wire and, last August, the men were arrested. "Lone wolves," Cohen said. "Homegrown, but inspired globally."

What the N.Y.P.D. learns from London's tragedy will flow from the investigation now under way. In the subways, more closed-circuit cameras and more-not fewer-station attendants would seem to be indicated. Hasty reactions are not always helpful. On the day of the London blasts, the Metropolitan Transportation Authority, which operates the Brooklyn Battery and Queens Midtown tunnels, and the Port Authority of New York and New Jersey, which operates the Lincoln and Holland tunnels, disconnected cell-phone service in the tunnels, calling it a counterterror measure. The measure's logic was unclear. The Post quoted a Port Authority official as saying that the N.Y.P.D. had requested the cutoff. But an N.Y.P.D. spokesman told me, with some frustration, that the department had made no such request. Michael Sheehan, Kelly's counterterrorism deputy, was closely monitoring events in London-his and Cohen's officers are embedded in the investigation there-but he had not yet seen anything that would, he told me, "change how I deploy here." Public fears of a possible follow-up attack rose and fell-"fiends poised to strike again," the Post opined-but Sheehan seemed calm. "We're on high alert," he said. "They're not going to attack you when you're on high alert."

"Our backbone is hard-nosed detective work, investigations," Sheehan told me. And yet there is not much about his job that resembles traditional police work. He worries about infrastructure protection-roadways, financial systems, the water supply. He works on grim, multi-agency protocols for identifying and responding to chemical, biological, radiological, or nuclear (C.B.R.N.) attacks. He supervises constant, intensive training-his bureau trains city, state, federal, and regional instructors, and also key corporate security divisions. "We train the trainers," Sheehan says.

Sheehan, like Cohen, has been thinking hard about Al Qaeda for a long time. He was in Somalia in the early nineties, when Al Qaeda trained and supplied local militiamen who attacked American peacekeepers. By the time he retired from Special Forces, as a lieutenant colonel, in 1997-having completed two tours with the National Security Council, at the White House-Sheehan had developed what "The 9/11 Commission Report" describes as an "obsession with terrorism." He became the State Department's coordinator for counterterrorism in 1998, but was frustrated by the cautiousness of American efforts to oppose Al Qaeda. Sheehan told the 9/11 Commission that he felt he was regarded as "a one-note Johnny nutcase."

Richard Clarke, the N.S.C.'s coordinator for counterterrrorism, in his book "Against All Enemies," describes Sheehan's fury after one White House meeting, in 2000: " 'What's it going to take, Dick?' Sheehan demanded. . . . 'Does Al Qaeda have to attack the Pentagon to get their attention?' "

Sheehan says that, even when he was at the State Department, he was often in New York. "Most of the real Al Qaeda expertise in this country was always here in New York," he told me. John O'Neill, of the F.B.I., was the head of the local Joint Terrorism Task Force then. O'Neill was as prescient about Al Qaeda as Sheehan and Clarke were, and at least as frustrated. O'Neill quit the F.B.I. in 2001, became security director of the World Trade Center, and a few weeks later was killed in the terror attacks.

So Sheehan took the counterterrorism job at the N.Y.P.D. with a full appreciation of the federal government's failings. Kelly knew Sheehan from his stint in Haiti, where Sheehan was the American liaison to the international forces. When Kelly approached him about the New York job, Sheehan was serving as the U.N.'s Assistant Secretary-General for Peacekeeping. "He didn't have to talk me into it," Sheehan said. "I wanted to get back into counterterrorism."

What's striking about Sheehan is how casually he connects his unusual breadth of experience to his present job. He directs close studies of far-flung terrorist episodes and groups, on the theory that, as he put it, "We have to know what's going on. When things went to hell in Egypt in 1990, it showed up here." Among other things, he was referring to the fact that Sheikh Omar Abdel Rahman, the leader of the foiled 1993 "landmarks" bomb plot against major New York buildings and tunnels, came to the United States in 1990, having escaped a brutal crackdown on Islamists.

As closely as Sheehan watches developments in Yemen and the Philippines, most of his work is profoundly local. It is basically civil defense, retooled for the age of terror. His conversation is full of "bomb curtains" (an Israeli invention, made of Kevlar-all vulnerable commercial windows should have them) and "clamshell" road barriers (also known as Delta barriers, a design refined by the N.Y.P.D.) and "standoff" (an area around targets, particularly buildings, not accessible to vehicles).

It was Sheehan who, in a letter to the Port Authority last year, raised the N.Y.P.D.'s concerns about the design of the Freedom Tower, at Ground Zero. The standoff was inadequate, Sheehan said, and there was too much glass near the ground. Kelly backed Sheehan, Mayor Bloomberg backed Kelly, and the plans for the site were eventually redrawn.

Sheehan stared ruefully at the papers on his desk, and pushed away the remains of a takeout lunch. He has a restless, loose-limbed energy; in a dark suit, carelessly worn, with his caustic asides and wide knowledge, he seems more like a professor than like a career soldier, or a top police official. "You've got to find a level of intensity you can sustain," he said quietly. "If we let ourselves get all spun up by every bullshit threat we get from Washington-and not sleep for three nights, then sleep for two days-something real will happen during those two days."

The threat reports from Washington were incessant, he said. "A lot of stuff originates overseas, probably from some jerkoff teen-ager. We get it from C.I.A., F.B.I., and I'm glad they pass it to us, but the first thing we ask is 'What's the source?' Our hot line, which gets a lot of calls, somebody answers and asks for a name and address. So we get very little b.s." (The hot-line number is 888-NYC-SAFE. It can also be reached through 311. All the signs in the subways and at bus stops-"If You See Something, Say Something"-point to the hot line.)

Sheehan, as an outsider to local institutions, seems to have a relatively easy time forming unheard-of alliances with other city agencies. He even claims to welcome the N.Y.P.D.'s traditional rivalry with the Fire Department. "They're both aggressive organizations, and that's fine," he said. In April, the Mayor signed a formal order designating the Police Department the lead agency in hazardous-materials incidents, which had previously been handled by the Fire Department with the police in a subordinate role-and the F.D.N.Y., naturally, objected. In other American cities, fire departments still have the command role in hazmat incidents. But New York City is at an exceptionally high risk for a C.B.R.N. attack, and that has caused the city to revise the traditional approach.

Assistant Chief Phil T. Pulaski, a commanding officer in the counterterrorism bureau, gave me an example: "A tanker-truck collision, a spill, it's an accident anywhere in the country, but not here in New York City. Our intel shows that Al Qaeda's instructions to its people are 'Get your hazmat license, get your tanker-truck license, and we will use them as weapons.' So any tanker spill here is presumed to be criminal in nature, and it's investigated as such until proved otherwise. Why? Because if the scene is just cleaned up as fast as possible, we may miss the evidence of a terror crime in progress. The driver may get away. Even if he's killed, we want to go through his pocket litter, find out who he's meeting. We want to prevent the next incident."

Much of the counterterrorism bureau's work is done at a facility in an obscure warehouse district in Coney Island. Like other nodes on the N.Y.P.D.'s antiterror grid, it has a slightly "X-Files" feel. There's no sign on the building; if you don't know where to look, you probably won't find it. Pass through the solidly built, monitored, and remote-controlled door, however, and you're in a bustling, gleaming, windowless, oddly cosmopolitan world. There are classrooms, meeting rooms, lots of cops (uniformed and plainclothes), a little cafeteria, a library. On one wall is a big framed black-and-white photograph-an aerial shot, taken at night-of the twin towers, looking intensely romantic.

"We collect information on the strategic threat, including from overseas, and analyze it," Captain Hugh O'Rourke told me. "Then we take it out and put it to work: target hardening."

We were joined by Lieutenant John Rowland, the director of regional training for the bureau. "We've been doing instruction on Islam for the N.Y.P.D.," Rowland said. "It's needed. We've got a lot of Catholics in this department." (I had already noted, in a restroom at the facility, a well-thumbed copy of "The Complete Idiot's Guide to Understanding Islam.")

O'Rourke said, "We're trying to get our analysis influenced with the proper cultural perspective, because we're a long way from southwest Asia. Some of our officers were born there, though."

"Pashtun tribesmen, Pakistanis, Egyptians, Farsi-speakers, Filipinos, Chinese-you name it," Rowland said. "They've been tremendously helpful. One guy here just made his hajj."

The N.Y.P.D.'s contingency planning now includes the devolution of decision-making, in an emergency, from One Police Plaza to eight borough command posts around the city. This system got an unplanned tryout during the big summer power failure in 2003. It passed that test. I visited a facility known as the "shadow command center," which will replace N.Y.P.D. headquarters if One Police Plaza becomes disabled. It's in an even more obscure spot than the Coney Island center, and it sees very little telltale traffic in and out. Vast rooms full of desks, phones, and silent monitors stretched around us, inside a huge windowless warehouse. It's designed to be up and running in an hour.

I went out to Floyd Bennett Field, the old airbase on Jamaica Bay, to watch some N.Y.P.D. training exercises. There were "fast rope" helicopter maneuvers: officers zipped down ropes from choppers hovering thirty or forty feet above the ground; they hit the dirt, rolled, and sprinted to positions, under the beady eyes of trainers with stopwatches. Charles Kammerdener, the commanding officer of the special-operations division, met me in his office. He was white-haired, almost naval-looking. "In the old days, it was basically a perp in a building in a tactical situation," he said. " 'Thank you. Do it over.' That was then. Nowadays, we train for people who may be military-trained, booby-trapped, automatic-armed, working multiply."

Sheehan talks about "adding a counterterrorism element to event management." Kammerdener gave me an example. "The marathon," he said. "While those runners are warming up and stretching on Staten Island, I have people moving through the crowd doing air monitoring. I have a helicopter up with a video downlink and snipers."

Outside the old airbase headquarters, there were subway cars parked in the scrub, swarming with guys in huge blue hooded suits-a simulated chemical attack. A mannequin representing a victim was rushed past me to a portable outdoor shower, where it was scrubbed with long-handled brushes while an instructor barked suggestions: "More water!" More blue suits were going through the train cars with monitors.

Dr. Dani-Margot Zavasky, an infectious-disease specialist with an interest, previously only academic, in unconventional weapons, is the medical director of the counterterrorism bureau. "Not only are bioagents hard to detect, they're hard to put yellow tape around," she said. "They're not like other crime scenes." Recently, she told me, "a number of us have been studying the issue of quarantine-what can be done, legally, in the United States. The N.Y.P.D. cannot order a quarantine, of course, but we can help enforce one. So we must prepare."

Phil Pulaski, from the counterterrorism bureau, told me that all officers had at least basic training in C.B.R.N. response, and some "have all the equipment-they can enter the hot zone." He added, "We'll work with the chief medical examiner, going through the bodies, in case they're suicide perps."

John Colgan, a deputy chief in the counterterrorism bureau, said, "We've got a seventeen-page protocol on C.B.R.N. / hazmat incidents. Officer Jones may need to know just one page, but he trains on the whole thing, so he knows where he fits in. He's seen the whole movie, that's good. But you really gotta know your lines."

Before September 11th, the N.Y.P.D. had a small unit that, on request, reviewed the security arrangements of important businesses and facilities. "That was really just lights and locks," a counterterrorism officer told me. Now the unit offers much more comprehensive, terror-risk assessments, free of charge. The N.Y.P.D. sends the officers who carry out the assessments to labs around the country for radiological, biological, chemical, and bomb training.

Sheehan and one of his detectives took me through an assessment they had produced for a prominent Manhattan institution. The detective, flipping slowly through a volume of photographs of walls, doors, driveways, fences, chimneys, air vents, and columns, told me, "We look at both the facility and its potential adversaries. This particular institution might be targeted by computer hackers, or animal-rights activists."

The detective went on, "You see these columns here? No bomb-blast mitigation measures in place. Very easy for a truck to pull up right here, with this whole big structure up above. That's bad. They're hardening these columns as we speak."

Not all businesses are thrilled to receive a detailed, official tally of their "risk exposures," however. The alterations suggested are often expensive, and not all insurers agree that the liability implications of having such a list would be good for their clients if an attack occurred.

The No. 1 private-sector target in New York-perhaps the No. 1 target, period-is, according to many experts, Wall Street. I went to talk to James Esposito, the New York Stock Exchange's senior vice-president for security. Esposito is big, imposing, in his sixties. He was the top F.B.I. agent in New Jersey at the time of the 1993 World Trade Center bombing. "These guys are just like smugglers," Esposito said. "They're always going to be trying to come up with something different. It's like a bad dream, and it won't go away."

" 'Groundhog Day,' " said his deputy, Sam Cocozza, who is ex-N.Y.P.D.

Wall Street has been closed to traffic at Broadway since the mid-nineties, and Broad Street and other blocks have been closed since September 11th. The result is an eerie, very un-Manhattan stillness. There are cops everywhere you look, including a full N.Y.P.D. Hercules team, with automatic weapons, armored trucks, and a K-9 unit. The cobbled streets are laced with iron fencing, heavy concrete planters, and huge steel bollards, anchored deep in the ground-a fixed defense against truck bombs. There are still plenty of tourists milling around, although the top attraction in the area, the Stock Exchange tour, has been shut down since September 11th. Indeed, it is believed that Issa al-Hindi's reconnaissance team used the tour to case its target.

"They had counted the chairs in the Big Board room," Esposito said sourly.

"We had sharpshooters, bomb dogs, drug dogs years ago," Esposito went on. "But, suddenly, it's so sophisticated. The N.Y.P.D. has created a body of experts that is just unbelievable. Without frightening the public, they've just been quietly going about their business. Our people have trained with the Police Department, the Fire Department, on C.B.R.N. We're really customers of their expertise."

I was walking through a crowded shopping district downtown with a senior police official. We were on our way to one of the "undisclosed locations" of the metropolitan antiterror effort. The official said, "Now, guess who the Feds are." I saw two young white men in dark suits standing stiffly against a wall, failing utterly to blend into the scene.

A former federal prosecutor told me, "New York has never been a sought-after post among F.B.I. agents. That's partly the cost of living, and partly the ferocious competition with the N.Y.P.D. Detectives are just so much more experienced than young federal agents at interviewing suspects and sources. It's intimidating. F.B.I. agents parachute in. They don't know the city. They look like aliens to us, let alone to an immigrant community."

The N.Y.P.D. works closely with the F.B.I. on counterterrorism, mainly through the local Joint Terrorism Task Force. (The task force worked on the 1993 World Trade Center bombing, and apprehended the main perpetrators.) Tim Herlocker, the agent in charge of the local branch of the Bureau's new Office of Intelligence, told me that the N.Y.P.D. had "soldiers to invest in this at a level that we never will have." The N.Y.P.D., which is nearly twice the size of the F.B.I., "really stepped up," Herlocker said, after September 11th.

Still, the tensions persist. The F.B.I. reportedly opposed the deployment of Morty Dzikansky to Israel, for example. John Colgan, the deputy chief for counterterrorism, says, "We reach through the F.B.I. to get federal assets. But the Bureau's got to let us know what it's doing in our city. You can't have some guy you don't know coming into your house to cook hamburgers on your stove. You might blow him away. We've got to be kept informed, or there may be trouble."

Local police departments tend to resent the F.B.I.-if nothing else, for its tendency to condescend to them. Its agents actually have a better working relationship with the N.Y.P.D. than most, partly, no doubt, because the condescension runs both ways. The deep identity crises and public exposures of incompetence that have distracted and consumed the F.B.I. and the C.I.A. since September 11th may, paradoxically, have strengthened New York's counterterror efforts by allowing it to move into the vacuum and build an aggressive municipal self-defense.

Cohen told me, "We've got the Feds working for us now, in a good way; it's not the usual feeding of raw material to the experts." It's doubtful that anyone at the F.B.I. would put it quite the same way. When I mentioned Commissioner Kelly to Pasquale D'Amuro, then the F.B.I.'s lead agent in New York, he grew testy. "I don't tell Ray Kelly what to do," he said. "He doesn't tell me what to do." (D'Amuro recently left the F.B.I. and joined Giuliani Partners.)

Since the creation of the Department of Homeland Security, in 2002, there has been one large, inert, misshapen bureaucracy that, for New York, at least, symbolizes the extent of the Bush Administration's neglect. When Kelly says that New York is having to defend itself "pretty much on our dime," he is referring, primarily, to the budgeting formula under which homeland-security funds are disbursed. In fiscal year 2004, Wyoming received $37.74 per capita, and North Dakota $30.82, while New York got $5.41. Among the fifty states, New York's per-capita allotment was forty-eighth. This bizarre formula is, from New York's point of view, only slowly improving.

The bill for New York City's antiterror budget, which is roughly two hundred million dollars a year, is footed, for the most part, by the city itself. Bloomberg's view has been, from the beginning, that Kelly should do whatever he considers necessary, and that a way to pay for it will be found later.

Kelly, in return, has given Bloomberg a rare political gift: crime rates that have continued to fall without an over-reliance on the kind of tactics that alienated minorities during the Giuliani administration. The fact that crime is so low has also made the department's ferocious new focus on terrorism possible. Kelly has sometimes infuriated the police unions by refusing to defend officers in controversial incidents. However, within the department, his dramatic restructuring of the Job has encountered surprisingly little resistance. He told me that was because police officers identified with the counterterrorism effort: "They see themselves on a mission to protect the city."

"Salaam alaikum." Mayor Bloomberg was greeting an auditorium full of Muslim community leaders last fall at One Police Plaza. Ramadan was about to begin, and Bloomberg and Kelly had invited them for an annual pre-holiday conference. The gathering had been blessed by a diminutive imam from Indonesia, who sang a verse from the Koran.

Bloomberg extolled New York as "a city based on religious tolerance," and deplored bias crimes against Muslims (which have increased many-fold throughout the United States since September 11th). "The N.Y.P.D. is our first line of defense against hate and bias," he said. He wished his esteemed constituents a good Ramadan. "Ma'assalama."

Kelly was crisp and specific. He said that he would be increasing patrols around mosques for the holiday, and would put out extra plainclothes officers. "We want recent immigrants in particular to know that the Police Department is not an immigration agency," he said. He added that he hoped that more Muslims would become police officers, and gave specifics-dates, phone numbers, Web sites-for applying to take the next police exam. He said he had no new threat information to report. "Still, we ask all New Yorkers to look at events through the prism of 9/11. If you see or hear anything suspicious, we urge you to call 311 and ask for the terrorism hot line." Then he, too, wished the crowd a good Ramadan.

The Mayor left, but Kelly stayed and took questions. Some conferees looked as though they'd just arrived from a Saudi village, others from the Afghan mountains. There were turbans, djellabahs, tall black embroidered caps, red checked kaffiyehs, and Western suits, and many languages were spoken. Kelly listened closely to all questions and speeches, and gave respectful answers.

An African-American chaplain from the Department of Corrections was concerned about the treatment of Muslim women taken into custody. People were unhappy about being made to change their clothes, she said. Kelly said he would check out the protocol.

A Turk in a red kufi wanted to thank the police for twelve years of untroubled Ramadan parking at his mosque. This speech brought general applause.

Later, I told a senior police official about this pre-Ramadan lovefest. "Well, some of those guys in there don't talk quite so nice about us when they're back at the mosque," he said.

One of the men he may have had in mind was Amin Awad, a co-founder and the president of the Al-Farooq mosque, in Boerum Hill, Brooklyn. Awad was at the pre-Ramadan conference at One Police Plaza-indeed, he goes every year. Sheikh Rahman preached at Al-Farooq in the early nineteen-nineties, and until 1994, according to the Times, the mosque openly raised money for Osama bin Laden. In 2003, Al-Farooq was implicated in a case in which the Justice Department accused a Yemeni sheikh of funnelling twenty million dollars to Al Qaeda. The Daily News called for the mosque to be shut down. In the end, the sheikh was convicted of providing material support to Hamas, not Al Qaeda, and no mosque officials were charged.

When I spoke with Awad in his tiny, third-floor office at Al-Farooq recently, he was circumspect about the N.Y.P.D. He has been a chaplain at a jail on Rikers Island for fifteen years, and he said that his advice to younger Muslims concerning the police is "Don't ever take the officer as your enemy." He also said that AlFarooq's relations with the local precinct-the Eighty-fourth-were "very sweet." But then he made the disconcerting observation that he himself was still not sure who the September 11th hijackers were, or even if they were Muslim.

Zein Rimawi, a Palestinian who helps run the Islamic Society of Bay Ridge, in Brooklyn, and who was also at the pre-Ramadan conference, is loudly critical of some police operations, including the Herald Square subway bombing plot, which he considers entrapment. But he is far more critical of the F.B.I., which he believes targets for harassment Muslim community leaders who decline to become informants. "We are like the African-Americans used to be. What they used to suffer, we are suffering now," he told me. He also said, however, that relations between local Muslims and the police vary from precinct to precinct, and that in his precinct, the Sixty-eighth, things could not be better. "We have a problem, we talk with the captain, he's very kind and gentle." He laughed. "I'm even going to be a police captain for a couple of hours later this month, just to see how the precinct works." On the other hand, in Sunset Park, where Rimawi is on the board of an Islamic school, relations with the precinct are not so warm.

Donna Lieberman, of the New York Civil Liberties Union, told me that she sees "lots of room for improvement" in the N.Y.P.D.'s treatment of the city's Muslims. For example, she said, the department often contradicts itself about not being an immigration agency. Suspects under arrest are routinely asked whether they are citizens, and their answers are sometimes turned over to federal authorities.

I asked Kelly if the N.Y.P.D.'s relations with the city's Muslim communities today are a challenge comparable to its dealings with the black community in the past. He looked a bit surprised. No, he said. The relationship with black New Yorkers went back, he said, "many, many years." The Police Department's relations with Muslims, Kelly said, weren't even an issue before September 11th. "There was no history of real or perceived abuse," he said. "We, institutionally, had not much contact with them. After 9/11, we have more."

Hardening the target: that's the term of art for the overarching goal of local counterterror work. It can help to know what's happening thousands of miles away, but a densely layered system of municipal defense is a terrorism deterrent of a special type. It says, basically, Try another town.

There are obvious limits to what local cops can prevent. As Sheehan told a symposium of terrorism experts at One Police Plaza last year, "I don't know what I can do about somebody bringing a nuclear bomb through the Port of Newark. That's the federal government's problem. You can drive yourself crazy thinking about that." The attack plans for September 11th did not originate or mature locally, and nothing about them would necessarily have appeared on the radar of even today's extended, hypersensitive, metropolitan terror-detection system. The attacks came, literally, out of the air. Other law-enforcement or national-security agencies might have caught and stopped them, but that was the point-that is exactly why New York has stepped up its defenses.

No counterterrorism program, no amount of homeland-security spending, can eliminate the threat. For politicians, there is a temptation to hype it, to practice the politics of fear. Some, like Bloomberg, have resisted the temptation; the Bush Administration has not. But spreading alarm is one of the aims of terrorism, and fearmongering subverts the counterterrorism effort, which essentially seeks to manage the threat. Cohen, talking to the same symposium as Sheehan, brought the N.Y.P.D.'s position into sharp focus when he said, "New York City sees more than a thousand arrests a day, and we have to watch them all-watch for the one that means something to us." That is a description of serious counterterrorism work. It is done quietly, incessantly, with no gratuitous public alarms.

Endless vigilance, no victory; success means nothing happens. Such anti-drama is the essence of prevention. Meanwhile, there is an element of theatre to a lot of counterterror work. The American "sleeper cells" that we have heard so much about-but whose existence has yet to be convincingly demonstrated-may prove to be as elusive as Saddam Hussein's weapons of mass destruction. Believing that jihadist fighters may be inside the United States waiting to strike feels, some days, like a paranoid leap of faith (other days, like after London, it may not). Sleeper cells, or something very like them, have been uncovered in Europe certainly, though there is nothing here comparable to the millions of angry young Muslims living there. The "enemy" here is still in large measure a phantom. It may be necessary to presume he exists, but when will that cease to be true?

The N.Y.P.D.'s Hercules teams are the city's street-level deterrent. Their deployment can be startling. A Chevrolet Suburban with blacked-out windows pulls up to the curb, doors fly open, and officers in Kevlar combat helmets and body armor, carrying M-4 assault rifles, rush to positions. Pedestrians freeze; some recoil. Motorcycle patrols often accompany the teams, and a bomb-sniffing dog is always there. The site may be a bank or a bus station or a concert hall-or an ordinary block with no self-evident potential target. The team knows why it is there; bystanders are left to guess. I watched a Hercules team in action one afternoon on Broadway, north of Columbus Circle. Some passersby ignored the commotion, many hurried away, but a few stopped to ask the officers what they were doing.

"We're here for you," they were told.

"It's for the Bible college," a woman said knowingly, pointing at the American Bible Society offices down the block. (Wrong.)

"It's the Israeli film festival," an older man said, pointing at a movie house in the other direction. (Right.)

"We're here to protect you."

An immaculately dressed sergeant from intelligence who was observing explained the scripted answers: "They don't want to find themselves in a debate about the intifada or Ariel Sharon."

Hercules deployments are "asymmetric," unpredictable-they deliberately follow no pattern. They are self-conscious displays of force, presuming the existence of enemy reconnaissance. "The goal is to create a hostile environment for terrorist operatives in the city," Detective Abad Nieves, a Hercules officer, told me.

Hercules commanders like to point to Iyman Faris, an Al Qaeda operative with designs on the Brooklyn Bridge. He was here, in 2002. We know what hotel he stayed in. We know what Pakistani restaurant near City Hall he ate in. He admitted, after his capture, in Ohio, in 2003, that he was plotting to destroy the bridge. After months of casing the target, he sent a message to his Al Qaeda handlers that "the weather is too hot," which investigators took as a reference to intensified police activity around the bridge. Hercules teams, acting on tips, provided much of that activity.

Most New Yorkers are happy to see the Hercules teams, according to the cops I asked. One of them said, "It's only tourists from the Midwest who don't like us, because Americans aren't used to seeing automatic weapons on the street. Foreigners are."

The people who did not seem intimidated at all, I noticed, were older women. Several of them marched right up to the warrior cops and asked if there was something they should be worried about. But it occurred to me that people who were not happy to see machine guns and military gear on Broadway might not feel comfortable saying so.

I asked Lieutenant Cory Cuneo, one of the Hercules officers posted outside the Israeli film festival, about the worst hostility he had encountered in this role. He said it had come from a woman outside the Winter Garden, across from Ground Zero.

"Why are you out here?" she said.

"There used to be two buildings right over there," Cuneo told her.

"That was just one event," she said. "It's being used to justify all kinds of horrible things."

"Just one event? Where are you from?"

"New York."

"No. Originally."

"New York."

"No way. Nobody who was born and raised here would ever say what you just said."

I thought the woman sounded like a New Yorker, all right. But, of course, Cuneo sounded like one, too.

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JNEWSxx: Matzke, Pete (1997) is remembered again

http://www.pressconnects.com/today/news/stories/ne072505s180648.shtml

5K race honors grad's memory
BY CONNIE NOGAS Press & Sun-Bulletin

ENDWELL -- Geoff King left his hometown eight years ago, but he still returns to Endwell every summer to run a memorial race in honor of his late friend, Pete Matzke. "It's a great way to honor Pete's memory and at the same time, contribute something positive to M-E," said King, now a 26-year-old who works for Duke University in Chapel Hill, N.C. Maine-Endwell High School graduates from around the country will be returning home next month to run in the eighth annual Pete Matzke Memorial 5 Kilometer Road Race scheduled for 8 a.m. Aug. 6, beginning at the M-E track.

Registration runs from 7 to 7:45 a.m. The race honors the memory of Matzke, a 1996 M-E graduate and the captain of the school's 1995 and 1996 Section 4 championship cross-country teams. The engineering student at Manhattan College died in an accidental fall on the Cornell University campus in August 1997. All proceeds from the race benefit a $1,000 scholarship given annually to a graduating senior, usually a runner. Last year, 131 runners and walkers raised more than $2,000 for the scholarship. Bob Dooling,a classmate and teammate of Matzke, now lives in Arlington, Va., where he works as a computer security analyst. He looks forward to the race every year. "I'm motivated to help keep his memory alive, to promote the scholarship in his name and to reunite with friends and teammates," Dooling said. He described Matzke as a "sincerely kind, caring person who made everyone around him smile." Matzke's mother, Barbara Ann Dailey of Endwell, said planning for and participating in the race helps distract her from the sadness of losing her son. She enjoys seeing her son's old friends at the race. "It is bittersweet because they are all going on with their lives while Peter will never do any of that," she said. "I am thankful to have race day when I can be reunited with Peter's life through his old friends." King hopes to keep returning home to run in the race for many years to come. "It's a great tradition," he said. "I'd love to look back 30 years from now and still be able to say that I've run every one

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JNEWSxx: Yearick, Danielle (1994) makes a mark at her high school

07/25/2005 Chaykun: Waldron’s memory lives on at reunion Some Delco Names and Games ..

They passed out cigars at the Resurrection School Reunion at Tri-State Sports Saturday afternoon. "These are for Mr. Waldron," said Dave Kasarsky, one of the people who helped make the event possible. Bill Waldron, the beloved former football coach at Rez for more than 20 years, died in May. "He was at our last two reunions," Kasarsky, one of the many Rez players who earned All-Delco and All-Catholic honors while at St. James High, said. "He always had a cigar.

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 Danielle Yearick, a member of the Archmere Academy softball team that won the Delaware state championship in 1990, is among those who will be inducted into the Claymont, Del. school’s Athletic Hall of Fame in October. Yearick, who played at Manhattan College and used the NCAA Scholarship she earned upon graduation to attend law school, is a veteran of the Del Val Women’s Fastpitch League, having played for Maximillian’s, Sporting Goods Place and Keebler/Kellogg.

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NASHUA

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Voice of the Faithful meeting slated

Sister Maureen Sullivan, O.P., a Dominican Sister of Hope, will be the guest speaker at the Nashua Voice of the Faithful’s monthly meeting Thursday.

Sullivan, is a member of the Saint Anselm College theology department. Her topic for the evening will be “I Hope You Dance.” She will offer an overview of Vatican II, discuss some of the most important developments brought about by the council and offers a theology of hope for the future of the church.

She has a master’s degree in theology from Manhattan College and doctorate from Fordham University. She is also a national religion consultant for Sadlier Publishing Co. and is the author of two books.

The meeting is at Millette Manor, 77 Vine St. Nashua at 7 p.m. All members of the local Catholic community are invited to attend.

For more information, call Marge Thompson 465-7761 or Bill McPherson at 883-5688.

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JNEWSxx: Serrano, José (1995) is annoyed

NEW YORK POST Sunday 24 July 05
SERRANO SLAMS DC 37
By DAVID SEIFMAN REP.

José Serrano is fuming that District Council 37, the largely minority municipal union, abandoned Democratic front-runner Freddy Ferrer to endorse Mayor Bloomberg. "In all honesty, I have no other way of saying it — it pissed me off," declared Serrano, the longest-serving Puerto Rican elected official in the nation. "This is going to have serious ramifications," said Serrano. Serrano suggested DC 37 could expect the cold shoulder the next time it comes to Washington seeking help from members of the city's congressional delegation who are backing Ferrer. DC 37 declined to comment.

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JNEWSxx: Morgan, Grant (1988) named executive director of the Hackettstown Business Improvement District.

The Express Times
People in Business
Sunday, July 24, 2005

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Daily News (New York)
July 26, 2005 Tuesday
SPORTS FINAL EDITION
SECTION: SPORTS; Pg. 58
HEADLINE: RANGER FANS GET FREE TIX
BYLINE: BY AUSTIN FENNER DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITER

HOCKEY-STARVED Rangers fans finally had a reason to celebrate.

Hundreds lined up at Madison Square Garden yesterday to scoop up vouchers for free tickets, wolf down free hot dogs and take a picture with all-time Ranger great Rod Gilbert.

"I was in hockey withdrawal," said Dan Hannon, 20, a Manhattan College student, who was glad hockey will back on the ice after the 2004-05 season was scrapped by the owners' lockout. "I missed it amazingly."

The first 1,000 fans were given vouchers for two free tickets for a game for the upcoming season that kicks off on Oct. 5.

"I'm excited it's back," said Ryan Shelton, 19, of New Jersey, who brought along his 10-year-old brother Michael to celebrate. "I have no hard feelings."

Some of the fans toward the back of the line did display some hard feelings after two-plus hours of waiting. There was scattered booing, and at least one anti-James Dolan (Garden chairman) chant, but all the venom vanished with receipt of the free ducats.

The line snaked from the corridors of the Garden down W. 33rd St., as fans also waited for a chance to snap a photograph with legendary No. 7.

"I'm a big fan. I'm an old fan," said Gilbert, the team's all-time leading scorer. "I'm happy it was resolved. I appreciate that they (fans) are coming back."

Giddy fans also had a chance to shake hands with Rangers prospects Al Montoya, Hugh Jessiman and Rich Kozak.

Longtime fan Tony Sarra of Brooklyn enjoyed the free hot dogs and was glad to get a pair of free tickets. "I'm glad they are back," he said. "I'm ready to go. I'm ready to see some hockey."

GRAPHIC: LINDA CATAFFO DAILY NEWS Ranger fans aren't too happy about long line, but sour feelings vanish with free ticket vouchers and chance to meet Blueshirt great Rod Gilbert.

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MNEWSxx: Neafsey, Sean (????) gets a scholarship

$1000 scholarship to Sean Neafsey presented by the International Association of Skateboard Companies (IASC). He will attend Manhattan College-Engineering School and major in Environmental Engineering. Sean was instrumental in the creation of the public skatepark at Rockaway Beach in Queens, New York City.

 

 

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HEAD GOLF COACH WALTER OLSEWSKI '68 CARDS HOLE IN ONE

Riverdale, NY (July 21, 2005)- Manhattan head golf coach Walter Olsewski '68 carded his first career hole-in-one recently, while playing at the St. Joseph of the Palisades golf outing at Valleybrook Golf Club in Blackwood, NJ on July 14. Olsewski, playing in a foursome with Manhattan Athletic Director Bob Byrnes '68, Byrnes' brother Charlie, and Manhattan gradaute and current Pearl River High School Athletic Director Tom Collins '68, holed out on the par-4, 300-yard 10th hole, hitting driver on the tree-lined narrow fairway. The hole-in-one, witnessed by Byrnes, was the first ace of Olsewski's golf career.

 

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Manhattan's Gonzalez keeps nabbing Big East talent

Manhattan's Gonzalez keeps nabbing Big East talent July 20, 2005 By Gregg Doyel CBS SportsLine.com Senior Writer Tell Gregg your opinion! Latest in a summer series: What's up at ... Manhattan? Manhattan coach Bobby Gonzalez isn't playing fair. He continues to stock his MAAC roster with Big East players. Five years ago Gonzalez accepted a Rutgers transfer named Luis Flores, who scored 2,046 points and led the Jaspers to 68 wins in three seasons, including a 2004 NCAA Tournament upset of Florida. Manhattan's Bobby Gonzalez keeps recruiting talented players. (Getty Images) Last year Gonzalez lost Flores but added C.J. Anderson, who turned down late interest from Pittsburgh and Georgetown to sign with Manhattan. Anderson, a 6-foot-6 wing, averaged 16.1 points, 8.6 rebounds and 2.8 assists and earned the most MAAC rookie of the week honors since Lionel Simmons in 1986. This year Gonzalez has done it again, locking up another 6-6 wing -- Devon Austin -- during the early signing period in November and then watching gleefully as Austin flourished into a bona fide, Big East-caliber recruit. West Virginia and Georgetown had wanted Austin in the fall, but at less than 200 pounds, they wanted him to redshirt his first season. "But then he had an unreal senior year," Gonzalez says. "People realized by the time spring came that he's a Big East player." Austin led all scorers in April at the Old Spice Red Zone All-Star Shootout, pitting players from New York against those from Chicago. He had 19 points while playing alongside recruits headed to Pittsburgh (Tyrell Biggs) and Notre Dame (Kyle McAlarney), and against players who had signed with Louisville (Clarence Holloway), Marquette (Jerel McNeal), Gonzaga (Jeremy Pargo) and Missouri (DeAndre Thomas). "You know how it is with all-star games. Points don't always tell you the whole story, but I spoke to the coaches in that game and they said Devon Austin was in the top three or four guys there," Gonzalez says. "They told me he was a steal for us, but I knew that. He's 6-6 and long, like a Reggie Miller or Francisco Garcia body type, and he's a great shooter. He's going to be terrific. He's got a shot to be the best incoming freshman in the league." If Austin is as good as Gonzalez says -- and he was right last summer when he told CBS SportsLine.com that Anderson would be the MAAC's best freshman in 2004-05 -- Manhattan could be exceptional once again. After winning 20, 23 and 25 games the past three seasons, the Jaspers dropped to 15-14 without Flores and two other senior starters from 2003-04, Dave Holmes and Jason Benton. This season all but one regular returns, and while that regular was leading scorer Peter Mulligan (19.3 ppg), he happens to play the same spot as Austin. Austin's older brother, Markus Austin, just finished a four-year career at Eastern Michigan in which he scored 1,425 career points. And Devon, according to recruiting analysts, is the better brother. He'll fit nicely into Mulligan's old position, teaming with Anderson to give Manhattan a pair of Big East-caliber wings. No fair. "We're about to get really good," says Gonzalez, who will serve as a USA Basketball assistant to Villanova's Jay Wright at the World University Games next month in Turkey. "We won 15 games last year and started three freshmen, but with 10 guys returning, we're not that far away. I think we're going to get really good again."

 

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http://www.gojaspers.com/article.cfm?doc_id=6099

WOMEN'S HOOPS ANNOUNCES 2005-06 NON-CONFERENCE SCHEDULE

Riverdale, NY (July 26, 2005)- Third-year Manhattan College women's basketball coach Myndi Hill announced today the Lady Jaspers' 2005-06 non-conference women's basketball schedule. Games against two NCAA Tournament teams, as well as a WNIT team, and the annual game vs. local rival Fordham highlight the schedule.

 

 

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http://www.gojaspers.com/article.cfm?doc_id=6098

FITZPATRICK WINS NECBL HOME RUN DERBY

Riverdale, NY (July 26, 2005)- Manhattan rising junior designated hitter John Fitzpatrick was the New England Collegiate Baseball League (NECBL) Home Run Derby Champion after sending nine balls over the fence. The NECBL All-Star game was held at historic Cardines Field in Newport, RI on July 24.

 

 

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http://www.gojaspers.com/article.cfm?doc_id=6097

MEN'S BASKETBALL ANNOUNCES 2005-06 NON-CONFERENCE SLATE

Riverdale, NY (July 26, 2005)- Seventh-year Manhattan College men's basketball coach Bobby Gonzalez announced today the Jaspers' 2005-06 non-conference men's basketball schedule. A Pre-Season NIT appearance, a third-straight ESPN Bracket Buster appearance, a game at Syracuse, and the annual Battle of the Bronx game vs. local rival Fordham highlight the schedule.

 

 

 

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http://www.gojaspers.com/article.cfm?doc_id=6101

ASSISTANT TRACK COACH JOE RYAN TO COACH GUYANESE NATIONAL TEAM AT WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPS

Riverdale, NY (July 28, 2005)- Manhattan College assistant track coach Joe Ryan '81 will travel to Helsinki, Finland as the official track coach of the Guyanese national track team for the World Track and Field Championships, being held August 6-14. This is the third time Ryan has been selected to coach Guyana's national team.

 

 

*** MCSports8 ***

http://www.gojaspers.com/article.cfm?doc_id=6102

XAVIER AND THE MAAC ALL-STARS WRAP UP CHINA TRIP WITH PERFECT 7-0 RECORD

Riverdale, NY (July 29, 2005)- Manhattan rising sophomore Jeff Xavier and the MAAC All-Stars wrapped up their tour of China with a perfect 7-0 record. Xavier was among the team's leading scorers, averaging 11.6 points per game for the trip.

 

 

Sports from Other Sources

[JR: At the risk of losing some of my aura of omnipotence or at least omni-pia-presence, you can see Jasper Sports stories at: http://www.topix.net/ncaa/manhattan/ so for brevity’s sake I will not repeat them here. I will just report the ones that come to my attention and NOT widely reported. No sense wasting electrons!]

http://www.topix.net/ncaa/manhattan/

 

*** OtherSports1 ***

http://www.gonu.com/mtrack/news/freeman071905.htm

Hammer throw champ coming to NU

Northeastern Huskies - Boston,MA,USA

... s oldest brother, still holds the national high school record for the longest hammer throw (253'3). Both went on to successful careers at Manhattan College. ...

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Hammer throw champ coming to NU
July 19, 2005
Boston, MA

Head track and field coach Sherman Hart has announced that high school national hammer champion John Freeman, a native of Warwick R.I., will attend Northeastern and compete for the Huskies in the 2005-06 season. Freeman is considered the top hammer recruit in the nation.

"Every time I look at [Freeman’s] throwing, I have to reevaluate how far he can go," long-time Northeastern throwing coach Joe Donahue said. “I can say this, the school record set by a great NCAA champion, Boris Djerassi, will be in jeopardy from the moment John wears red and black. His future is unlimited."

The hammer throw event has long been an area in which Husky athletes have flourished. The Northeastern record books are filled with dominant competitors like Djerassi, the 1975 NCAA champ and a U.S. Olympian, and two-time All-American Vinny Tortorella (2002-03).

Freeman won the national title (215’10) last month after four years at Bishop Hendricken High School in Rhode Island.

Freeman's brothers, Jacob and Michael, were both national champions in high school. Jacob still holds the national high school record for the longest hammer throw (253’3). Both went on to successful careers at Manhattan College.

Freeman’s high school coach and mentor, Bill Johnston, was an All-American at Northeastern from 1975-77 under Donahue. Johnston was elected to the NU Hall of Fame in 2004.

Freeman joins Bamidele Faboyede, who finished eighth in the hammer at the IC4A Championship as a freshman. All-American shot putter Derek Anderson returns for this senior year after redshirting the 2004-05 season.

After qualifying for the Pan Am Junior Games in late June, Freeman will head to Windsor University in Ontario, Canada, for the games, which run from July 28-31. He will begin his Husky career at the Husky Carnival in December.

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[JR:  Disappointing! ]

 

 

*** OtherSports2 ***

http://news.newstimeslive.com/story.php?id=73123&category=Sports

Sports 
2005-07-25
Crowcroft keeps foes off balance
By Ed Flink THE NEWS-TIMES

<extraneous deleted>

Shortstop Ryan Marcoux, who will be a Manhattan College sophomore this fall, was the offensive catalyst. He went 3-for-3 with a walk, scoring twice and driving in a run.

"I was just trying to give my team a chance to win," Marcoux said. "I knew that we wouldn't need much behind Alex.

"We knew Alex was going to get guys out, so we were just looking to scratch across as many runs as we could and hope that Alex would pitch a good game, which he did. He pitched excellent."

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*** OtherSports3 ***

MCNEWS: Rizzotti's MC root cited in Baseball news

Rutland VT Herald
Sunday 24 July 05

A franchise record six Vermont Mountaineers will travel to Newport, Rhode Island today to play in the New England Collegiate Baseball League All-Star game.

<extraneous deleted>

Mountaineers send record number of players to today's All-Star game ,xd Manhattan College's Matt Rizzotti will come in at first base. Rizzotti sits atop many of the league stat charts; he leads the NECBL in on base percentage (.459), slugging percentage (.590) and doubles (14) and is second in batting average (.364).

<extraneous deleted> 

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EMAIL FROM JASPERS

*** Email01 ***

From: Rubino, Bob <1964>
To: Distribute_Jasper_Jottings
Subject: RE: jasperjottings20050724.htm
Date: Mon, 25 Jul 2005 16:38:55 +0000

Ferdinand:
Please change my email address to <privacy invoked>  - I'm retiring from my work where your emails normally go.

Thanks!
Bob
Allison Park R & D

[JR:  New invite extended, but, you could have just changed you address yourself at Yahoo. But, it does let us know about a big change in your life. So what are you gonna do with all that time? No pay, but, you can apply to be the Jasper Jottings Collector in Chief. … … (Sooner or later, someone is gonna buy this florida swamp land.) ]

 

 

*** Email02 ***

From: Dennis Quirk <1992>
Subject: Re: File - Welcome
Date: Sat, 23 Jul 2005 01:52:04 +0000

Hi John,

I already receive JJ. It is sent to my <privacy invoked>   email. I enjoy it when I get a chance to read it and appreciate all your efforts.

Dennis

--- ManhattanCollegeAlumni Moderator wrote:

> Dear fellow Alum,
> I, of course, "approved" your entry into this venue.
> May I call your attention to the  "Distribute_Jasper_Jottings" group? That is where I
> push my weekly Jasper Jottings ezine.
> I set this group up, and similar Google groups, to "occupy" the
> namespace for the College. Hence, I restrict my "pushings" here to what
> comes from the College officially.
> Hope this helps,
> John'68

[JR:  Fire that stupid clerk who doesn’t know which end his up! Ohh. Yes. Hmmm. Really, I’m the clerk. Never mind! ]

 

*** Email03 ***

From:    "Don Wszolek" <1968>
To:    "John Reinke"
Subject:    Putting Life into Perspective
Date:    Tue, 26 Jul 2005 03:26:51 +0000   [View Source]

JR,

I got sent this a few days ago, thought it  cut through to the essential verity of some meaning to this life....you may find a nugget or two for your weekly MC mailing....

For many years Ben Stein has written a biweekly column called "Monday Night At Morton's." (Morton's is a famous chain of Steakhouses known to be frequented by movie stars and famous people from around the globe.) Now, Ben is terminating the column to move on to other things in his life. Reading his final column is worth a few minutes of your time.

Ben Stein's Last Column...

============================================

How Can Someone Who Lives in Insane Luxury Be a Star in Today's World?

As I begin to write this, I "slug" it, as we writers say, which means I put a heading on top of the document to identify it. This heading is "eonlineFINAL," and it gives me a shiver to write it. I have been doing this column for so long that I cannot even recall when I started. I loved writing this column so much for so long I came to believe it would never end.

It worked well for a long time, but gradually, my changing as a person and the world's change have overtaken it. On a small scale, Morton's, while better than ever, no longer attracts as many stars as it used to. It still brings in the rich people in droves and definitely some stars. I saw Samuel L. Jackson there a few days ago, and we had a nice visit, and right before that, I saw and had a splendid talk with Warren Beatty in an elevator, in which we agreed that Splendor in the Grass was a super movie. But Morton's is not the star galaxy it once was, though it probably will be again.

Beyond that, a bigger change has happened. I no longer think Hollywood stars are terribly important. They are uniformly pleasant, friendly people, and they treat me better than I deserve to be treated. But a man or woman who makes a huge wage for memorizing lines and reciting them in front of a camera is no longer my idea of a shining star we should all look up to.

How can a man or woman who makes an eight-figure wage and lives in insane luxury really be a star in today's world, if by a "star" we mean someone bright and powerful and attractive as a role model? Real stars are not riding around in the backs of limousines or in Porsches or getting trained in yoga or Pilates and eating only raw fruit while they have Vietnamese girls do their nails.

They can be interesting, nice people, but they are not heroes to me any longer. A real star is the soldier of the 4th Infantry Division who poked his head into a hole on a farm near Tikrit, Iraq. He could have been met by a bomb or a hail of AK-47 bullets. Instead, he faced an abject Saddam Hussein and the gratitude of all of the decent people of the world.

A real star is the U.S. soldier who was sent to disarm a bomb next to a road north of Baghdad. He approached it, and the bomb went off and killed him.

A real star, the kind who haunts my memory night and day, is the U.S. soldier in Baghdad who saw a little girl playing with a piece of unexploded ordnance on a street near where he was guarding a station. He pushed her aside and threw himself on it just as it exploded. He left a family desolate in California and a little girl alive in Baghdad.

The stars who deserve media attention are not the ones who have lavish weddings on TV but the ones who patrol the streets of Mosul even after two of their buddies were murdered and their bodies battered and stripped for the sin of trying to protect Iraqis from terrorists.

We put couples with incomes of $100 million a year on the covers of our magazines. The noncoms and officers who barely scrape by on military pay but stand on guard in Afghanistan and Iraq and on ships and in submarines and near the Arctic Circle are anonymous as they live and die.

I am no longer comfortable being a part of the system that has such poor values, and I do not want to perpetuate those values by pretending that who is eating at Morton's is a big subject.

There are plenty of other stars in the American firmament...the policemen and women who go off on patrol in South Central and have no idea if they will return alive; the orderlies and paramedics who bring in people who have been in terrible accidents and prepare them for surgery; the teachers and nurses who throw their whole spirits into caring for autistic children; the kind men and women who work in hospices and in cancer wards.

Think of each and every fireman who was running up the stairs at the World Trade Center as the towers began to collapse. Now you have my idea of a real hero.

I came to realize that life lived to help others is the only one that matters. This is my highest and best use as a human. I can put it another way. Years ago, I realized I could never be as great an actor as Olivier or as good a comic as Steve Martin...or Martin Mull or Fred Willard--or as good an economist as Samuelson or Friedman or as good a writer as Fitzgerald. Or even remotely close to any of them.

But I could be a devoted father to my son, husband to my wife and, above all, a good son to the parents who had done so much for me. This came to be my main task in life. I did it moderately well with my son, pretty well with my wife and well indeed with my parents (with my sister's help). I cared for and paid attention to them in their declining years. I stayed with my father as he got sick, went into extremis and then into a coma and then entered immortality with my sister and me reading him the Psalms.

This was the only point at which my life touched the lives of the soldiers in Iraq or the firefighters in New York. I came to realize that life lived to help others is the only one that matters and that it is my duty, in return for the lavish life God has devolved upon me, to help others He has placed in my path. This is my highest and best use as a human.

Faith is not believing that God can. It is knowing that God will.

By Ben Stein

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[JR:  Don is a fellow MP64MC68 Classmate. A classy guy. And, other than his mistake to go into science as opposed to engineering, a pretty smart guy. And, always finds good “stuff”. Thanks, Don.]

 

*** Email04 ***

From: Peter Lutz [1981]
Sent: Tuesday, July 26, 2005 10:23 PM
To: Reinke, F. John (1968)
Cc: DeSalvo, Stephen (2000); Norberto, Patrick J. (1984)

Subject: RE: Peter Lutz has forwarded you Patrick Norberto's profile

Based on everything I have seen, read and observed over the past few years, it sure seems that Manhattan is dragging its feet in terms of being an enabler of alumni online networking which could lead to more donations to the college. I have been to other college alumni functions and seen what they are doing in terms of facilitating alumni connections…it’s too bad Manhattan does not see the potential benefits to be derived from using the Linkedin platform and other tools.

Peter

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From: Ferdinand J. Reinke
Sent: Tuesday, July 26, 2005 8:29 PM
To: Peter Lutz
Cc: DeSalvo, Stephen (2000); Norberto, Patrick J. (1984)
Subject: Re: Peter Lutz has forwarded you Patrick Norberto's profile

Pete, Thanks. I have exchange emails with him when he signed up for Jottings. Based on your prompt, I offered him a link. Thanks, John

Senor Norberto, I have been bugging DeSalvo to sign us up for LinkedInGroups. I took it as far as I could unless I wanted to go unofficial. I think it makes sense for you at the College to jump on this freebee. Notre Dame is there as well as Duke. For free! I don't understand it. Thanks, John

==

Peter Lutz wrote:

>Peter Lutz has forwarded you Patrick Norberto's profile on LinkedIn.
>
>Note from Peter:
>
>I found Patrick Norberto's profile on LinkedIn and thought you might be interested. I'll be
>happy to refer you to them through my network.
>
>He is a Manhattan graduate and is presently the Principal Gift Officer in the Office of
>Advancement at Manhattan College.
>
>-Peter

 

 

*** Email05 ***

From: John Umana.  (1969)
Sent: Monday, July 18, 2005 12:11 PM
To: ReinkeFJ
Subject: Jasper Jottings

Dear John, You may remember me, as Jerry Breen's friend, John Umana.  (Manhattan College, class of 1969) We exchanged emails a few months ago.  I wanted to let you know that I have just published a new book, Creation:  Towards a Theory of All Things.  John Umana, Copyright, 2005.  This is a book about evolution and the origins of life. 

     Creation strives to reconcile creationism with certain aspects of Darwinism, where possible.  This book analyzes evidence as to  the creation of the Universe, the creation of our solar system and the formation and development of complex life on Earth, prehuman hominids and the eventual creation of our species, Homo sapiens, 200,000 years ago in East Africa.  Human beings are not descended from modern apes.  Yet 6 to 7 million years ago, prehuman bipedal hominids were evolved from a common ancestor.  Darwin’s central thesis that all life shares common ancestors, is correct.  However,  Darwin's thesis that "natural selection" accounts for the origins of new species, is unsubstantiated and happens to be false.  No one, not Darwin or anyone else, has ever seen natural selection create a new species.  At most, natural selection shows that, for example, finches on the Galapagos Islands with larger bills have a better chance of survival in a drought.  But no finch evolves into an eagle due to natural selection.  The book further analyzes the recent spate of crop circles, becoming more complex and sophisticated, and the scientific data known about their formation.   

     The Universe really is 13.7 billion years old and commenced with the Big Bang.  The cosmic expansion is ongoing and galaxies continue to rush away from each other.  Earth really is 4.54 billion years old.  But what caused the Big Bang?  And what caused complex life to develop on Earth but nowhere else in this sun system?  Why have the Mars Rovers (Spirit and Opportunity) uncovered no fossils or even so much as a seashell on the red planet although the Rovers have proved that salt seas once covered much of the martian surface?  Why are three-quarters of the surface of Earth covered with water?  Why is the microwave background radiation from the Big Bang, observed by NASA's WMAP satellite, uniform in all directions?   These are some of the questions that Creation seeks to answer. 

Respectfully, this book has pieced together evidence in a way that no one else has done.

Here is the link that will take you to the booksurge.com website and directly to Creation, where you can also read an excerpt. 

http://www.booksurge.com/author.php3?accountID=GPUB02608&affiliateID=A000932

Best wishes and thanks.  
     John Umana, Ph.D. 
    Washington, D.C.

[JR:  Well I can’t opine on the topic. I have a hard time figuring out what I did last week. As far as the piecing together evidence, I think in some ways we are little advanced from the native American Indian legend which is logically inconsistent http://www.worldandi.com/public/1998/cljul98.htm but maybe it loses something in translation. ;-)  Anyway, I am always impressed when anyone is a “published” author. We stand on the shoulders of brilliant men and those shoulders are the books they leave behind for us. Like Hansel and Grettle’s breadcrumbs, they help us find our way. Considering the amount of effort that must go into it, I haven’t done it but even contemplating it is awe inspiring. Congrats and I hope every Jasper buys a copy. Do you offer signed first editions? Or, if someone buys a copy and then runs into you, will you sign theirs? I’ve never had email from a real live Jasper author. Up to now the only one I knew of was Patterson. Maybe I can self publish Jottings in book form? Just kidding, I wouldn’t want to demonstrate my foolishness. Like twain said “It is better to keep your mouth shut and let people think you are a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.” Congrats. ]  

 

 

Jaspers found web-wise

*** JFound1 ***

http://www.thesweetscience.com/boxing-article/2416/vinnie-ferguson-traditionalist/

Monday Jul 25, 2005
Vinnie Ferguson – The Traditionalist
by Robert Mladinich

Growing up on the Lower East Side of Manhattan in the 1940s and ‘50s, Vinnie Ferguson was never afraid of a good scrap. While most of his friends loved baseball, he was more interested in boxing. At ten years of age he saw his first live bout – at Madison Square Garden – and from that moment on became obsessed with becoming a boxer. 

“I was hooked,” said Ferguson, now 67 and still a resident of Manhattan. “I said I could do that. I have to do that.”

An older man in the neighborhood suggested that Ferguson visit the local Police Athletic League facility. “I was just a kid, so in my little mind I thought I’d go to the precinct and there would be a gym there,” said Vinnie, who speaks as much with his hands as he does with his mouth. “There’s a big Irish sergeant behind the desk and I meekly asked him if I could box there. He got a good laugh and sent me [downtown] to the Headquarters Gym at Mulberry and Houston Streets.”

The moment Ferguson entered that gym, spotted the two rings, and smelled the unique stench of stale sweat, he knew he had found a “home.”

Before long he was joined by his best friend, future lightweight champion of the world Carlos Ortiz. Both youngsters were quick learners and they each began beating much more experienced  opponents with relative ease. Although Vinnie and Carlos were barely teenagers, they were being touted as future professional champions.

“Everyone said we were naturals, which was a lot of bull,” said Ferguson. “We might have had natural ability, but we both busted our asses. If someone taught us something new, we’d be practicing in front of the mirror all night long. In the morning we’d climb over a fence to run laps in FDR Park, which was alongside the East River. Other kids just weren’t willing to make the same sacrifices.”

Ferguson was undefeated in his first 64 bouts and won a slew of national and international titles. The good-looking youngster was so popular, he appeared on such television programs as The Mike and Buff Show, which was co-hosted by Mike Wallace (now a reporter on 60 Minutes), and his wife Buff Cobb.

When Ferguson received a boxing scholarship to the University of Wisconsin, Sports Illustrated ran a four-page spread on him. Back then, intercollegiate bouts regularly drew 11,000 fans to the university’s field house.

After winning the NCAA boxing title as a freshman, Jack Fiske, the longtime boxing writer for the San Francisco Chronicle, called Ferguson an “undefeated prodigy.” This specific prodigy was considered a shoo-in to win a berth on the 1960 Olympic team.

It was at the Olympic Trials in San Francisco that the seemingly invincible Ferguson showed he was made of flesh and blood, not iron and steel. Not only was he stopped by Eddie Crook of Detroit – the eventual 165 pound gold medalist in Rome – he was carried out of the ring on a stretcher and would spend ten days in the hospital under careful observation. 

“I was painting Crook like a Picasso,” said Ferguson while displaying a piston like jab that looks like it could still flatten a building. “We got in a clinch and as I was breaking away, he hit me with an uppercut. I never saw the punch coming and it knocked me totally unconscious.”

Vinnie was given “every conceivable test” and released from the hospital with a clean bill of health. By that time he had left the University of Wisconsin and had transferred to Manhattan College in the Bronx where he would earn a degree in physical education. He next convinced his hard-nosed father, Eddie, to let him turn pro.

“My father, who could be a tyrannical son of a gun, always insisted I get an education,” recalled Ferguson. “When I turned pro, he also insisted he was going to be my manager. Out of respect, I would never argue with him.”

Ferguson was still so popular he made his pro debut at Madison Square Garden, at a time when it usually took a fighter 20 or more straight wins to earn the right to compete there. Between November 1957 and May 1958, Ferguson won five straight fights, three by knockout. Then he met Doug Jones, who five years later would lose a close decision to Muhammad Ali in the same MSG ring. The Ali-Jones bout was tabbed the 1963 Fight of the Year by The RING magazine.

“When I lost in the Olympic Trials, I never saw the punch coming,” said Ferguson. “Against Jones I saw the right hands coming, but couldn’t get out of the way. Throughout my career I trained like a beast and never got tired. In this fight I was hoping to bounce back. But the fight got stopped in the second round. I was on my feet, but banged up pretty good. Jones could fight.”

Afterwards, Ferguson’s father tore up his contract and told him he was through. The onetime undefeated prodigy was only 20 years old and forcibly retired from the game he loved. His final professional ring ledger was 5-1 (3 KOs). 

“I was heartbroken,” said Ferguson. “I lose two fights in my entire career and my contract gets torn up. I would have loved to continue and had plenty of opportunities. A lot of managers and promoters sent their emissaries to sign me up. But my father was a stern guy and wouldn’t bend. He used to say life was like a street with lots of holes and no lights. He would show me where the holes were so I wouldn’t step in them.”

Vinnie can only assume that his father was concerned about his physical well-being, a notion that was driven home two years after his forced exit from the ring. Charley Mohr, a good friend of Vinnie’s, was killed in the ring while fighting for the University of Wisconsin in 1960.

“I was instrumental in Charley getting into the college,” said Vinnie. “He had asked me to put in a good word for him. He wasn’t a very rugged kid and, having attended a Catholic seminary, he was torn between becoming a boxer or a priest. After he died, it bothered me for a long time. I felt halfway responsible.”

It was later learned that at the time of his death Mohr was receiving shock treatment for severe depression, much of which was likely brought on by the conflicts between his spiritual and athletic interests.  

Boxing, Vinnie insists, is not for the fainthearted and can easily bring you as much pain as elation. “At its best and worst, there is nothing like it,” he said. “I compare a boxer to a long-distance runner. The only difference is the runner doesn’t have someone trying to kick the sh** out of him.”

And winning, he adds, is a lot more complex than it looks. “When you see good boxing, there is nothing Neanderthal about it,” he explained. “You have to do one thing to accomplish another thing. A good boxer is thinking three and four steps ahead. Occasionally you’ll hit a guy six or seven times with decent shots and he won’t even blink. Abruptly you throw out your game plan and have to start from scratch”

He remembers discussing the nuances of boxing and acting with the late eclectic filmmaker, John Cassavettes, who was a diehard fan. “I told him that acting must be a rough business, and he told me I was crazy,” said Ferguson.

“I get to hide behind my makeup, behind my wardrobe, and behind my character,” Cassavettes responded. “That’s not me out there on stage, that’s my character. Nobody knows anything about me and nobody cares. They only see who I’m playing. But a prizefighter, he’s standing in front of 10,000 people with no shirt and in a pair of shorts with some guy raining punches on him. Everything about you is exposed every minute you’re in the ring. You’ve got nowhere to hide. All of your courage and determination (or lack of it) is there for everyone to see. Acting is easy. Boxing is a bitch.”  

“Vinnie is a traditionalist, who doesn’t realize how admired he was by a wide range of people,” said Richard O’Neill, the former vice president of the New York City Patrolmen’s Benevolent Association, and a childhood friend. “He’s too humble to admit, or even realize, how revered he was by a generation of New Yorkers. He appealed to everyone, even people that were not boxing fans or couldn’t have cared less about the sport. When I first started amateur boxing, all I heard over and over gain was that nobody in the entire New York area would fight Vinnie Ferguson or Carlos Ortiz. That’s how good they were.” 

“The first thing you realize about Vinnie is that he is the quintessential New York guy,” said John O’Donohue, a retired NYPD lieutenant and current actor who played Sgt. Eddie Gibson on NYPD Blue. “You could see him anywhere in the world and automatically know he was a New Yorker before he even opened his mouth. He’s quite a character.”

Ever the traditionalist, Ferguson, who worked for many years as a New York State boxing inspector and referee, is the first to admit that female boxing holds no appeal for him. “I’m all for women doing whatever they want,” he said. “They can be police officers, firefighters, whatever. But personally, I don’t think they belong in the ring. I don’t want to see a woman with her eye ripped open or snot coming out of her nose. It’s unbecoming.”

Vinnie concedes that we live in a crazy world and that prospective prizefighters have to be a little crazy to be drawn to such a demanding sport. However, he chuckles at a college memory that makes you realize just how subjective the notion of craziness really is. 

“When I was at Wisconsin, I’d wake up every day and run at 6:00 A.M.,” he explained. “It was so cold I’d be all bundled up and running on ice across a lake. Nobody else got up and ran that early, but I did it every day. Everyone told me I was crazy.

“But,” he adds, “While I was battling the bone-chilling cold, I’d be thinking of winning a title so I had a lot of motivation. As I was running, I’d always see this guy sitting on a chair with his fishing pole sticking in a little hole he had chopped into the ice. As I ran past him, I’d wave and he’d look at me like I was crazy. I’d look back at him and think the same thing.”

It seems that wherever you go throughout the United States, when you speak to old-time boxing people Vinnie’s name inevitably comes up. You get used to hearing what a great fighter he was, and what a genuine character he is.

At a recent International Hall of Fame induction weekend in Canastota, New York, he was introduced to George Chuvalo, the longtime Canadian heavyweight champion who had given hell to the likes of Muhammad Ali, Joe Frazier, Floyd Patterson and even Doug Jones.

“You’re the Vinnie Ferguson,” said Chuvalo, an extremely rugged man who is not easily impressed.

“Guilty!,” said Ferguson.

“In the fifties you were the talk of Canada,” said Chuvalo. “All we heard from James J. Parker (a Canadian heavyweight who trained at Stillman’s Gym in New York) was that you were one of the greatest fighters he ever saw and that you were going to be the next middleweight champion of the world.”

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[MCalumDB:   1961 ]

 

*** JFound2 ***

http://ws.gmnews.com/news/2005/0727/Front_Page/032.html

 Front Page July 27, 2005 
 Dedication to craft leads to three Emmys
Metuchen resident loves his work as television investigative reporter
BY JAY BODAS Staff Writer

METUCHEN –– News 12 reporter and Metuchen resident Walt Kane won his third consecutive Emmy award for outstanding news reporting last spring.

“I like doing stories that can make a difference in people’s lives and that lead to legislation,” Kane said. “I think the role of a journalist is not exactly to lobby for change, but rather to point out fundamental problems. It is a real challenge to dig up stories that have never been done before,” he said.

Kane, 42, has been a journalist since he graduated from Manhattan College in 1984 as a communications major.

“While in college I convinced Cablevision in Westchester County to let me be an unpaid intern so I could cover stories for them and make a tape of myself,” Kane said. “As an intern, I filmed about seven to eight stories, and I put my best two on a tape and sent copies of it out all over the country.”

He got his first job in Colby, Kansas, which was one of the smallest cities in the United States with a television station, he said.

That’s also where he met Nancy, his wife of 20 years. They were married in Oklahoma, his next stop, where his son Dan, now 19, was born.

A few years later, in 1992, he and his family moved to Michigan where he became a reporter for station WZZM in Grand Rapids.

“While there, they sent me to Somalia to do stories on local Michigan troops who were over there,” Kane said.

His time in Mogadishu was a life-changing experience.

“It might sound a bit cliché but going to Somalia really shaped my perspective in a lot of ways,” he said. “I was there just as things were starting to heat up, when a couple of servicemen were killed. Seeing people living in tents, with their families destroyed, it made me worry a lot less about my career and more about my own family. It made me much more dedicated to my family,” Kane said.

He began working for News 12 in Long Island in December 1993. Three years later the family moved to New Jersey. He was originally hired to anchor weekends and to do investigative reporting twice a week.

“Then in 2001, the station started up a full-time investigative unit, which I got to do,” Kane said. “I also got a chance to anchor breaking news. I enjoy thinking on my feet and ad-libbing.”

Kane won his first Emmy in 2003.

“That year, we won for a story on the shooting of a police dog in Union, and there were questions about whether it was justified,” he said. “The next year, we won for a story on how for-profit companies were making money off clothing donations. In many of those cases the charities were getting pennies on every donation being made.”

His most recent Emmy award was for a segment about a similar money-laundering scheme.

“Our last award was for a story on tin can donations, referring to those donation cans you sometimes see on the counters of convenience and grocery stores,” Kane said.

“In particular, we investigated National Animal Welfare Foun-dation, and we found that the organization had raised tens of thousands of dollars and apparently had not spent a dime of it on any charity in the previous five years,” he said. “One individual connected with the organization had ties to organized crime.”

Dedication is the most important quality for a budding journalist, Kane said.

“My advice is to be prepared to work hard, and to be prepared to not make a lot of money, at least at first,” he said. “It took me 10 years before I could make enough money to even think about buying a house, and I had to move 11 times in the first ten years of my career. You have to really love what you do, and you have to look at your career as a marathon and not as a sprint.”

There are more aspiring journalists coming out of school than there are available jobs. New reporters have to go where the job is even if it’s not in the Northeast, because you can always come back, he said.

Kane decided on broadcast journalism as his chosen profession because he gets a deep sense of personal satisfaction from his work.

“It’s true that print journalism lets you cover a story in detail, but I like the magic of television because it lets you capture the moment and transmit an experience,” he said. “It lets the viewer experience a story in a way that they cannot in print.”

As with any job, Kane has good days and bad days.

“But there are moments of real joy and satisfaction doing what I do,” he said. “When I know I am doing a great story that leads to legislation or improves people’s lives, then that is a tremendously satisfying feeling.”

Kane has had offers, but has no plans to change jobs. He and his family will stay in Metuchen.

“I wanted to put my family first,” he said. “News 12 was great in that they would let me take Wednesday evenings and Saturdays off to coach my son’s soccer team, and then two weeknights each week later on when his game schedule changed. I am one of the few people in this industry who can do that, and it’s one of the reasons I have been with News 12 for 10 years.

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Curmudgeon's Final Words This Week

http://www.lewrockwell.com/paul/paul267.html

July 28, 2005
Ron Paul and Alan Greenspan
Mr. Sound Money vs. the Counterfeiter-in-Chief.
Before the House Financial Affairs Committee, July 20, 2005
Dr. Ron Paul is a Republican member of Congress from Texas.

Thanks to Jude Wanniski for the transcript.

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RON PAUL: If, indeed, this is your last appearance before our committee, Mr. Greenspan, I would have to say that, in the future, I’m sure I’ll find these hearings a lot less interesting.

But I do have a couple of parting questions for you. Keynes, when he wrote his general theory, made the point that he has tremendous faith in central bank credit creation because it would stimulate productivity.

But along with this, he also recognized that it would push prices and labor costs up. But he saw this as a convenience, not a disadvantage, because he realized that, in the corrective phase of the economic business cycle, that wages had to go down – which people wouldn’t accept, a nominal decrease in wages, but if they were decreased in real terms, it would serve the economic benefit.

Likewise, I think this same principle can be applied to our debt. To me, this system that we have today is a convenient way to default on our debt – to liquidate our debt after the inflationary scheme.

Even you, in the 1960s, described the paper system as a scheme for the confiscation of wealth.

And, in many ways, I think this is exactly what has happened. We have learned to adapt to deficit financing. But in many ways, the total debt is not that bad because it goes down in real terms.

As bad as it is, in real terms, it’s not nearly as high.

But, since we went on a total paper standard in 1971, we have increased our money supply essentially 12-fold. Debt in this country, federal debt, has gone up 19-fold – but that is in nominal dollars, not in real dollars.

So my question is this: Is it not true that the paper system that we work with today is actually a scheme to default on our debt? And is it not true that, for this reason, that’s a good argument for people not – eventually, at some day – wanting to buy Treasury bills because they will be paid back with cheaper dollars?

And, indeed, in our lifetime, we certainly experienced this in the late 1970s – that interest rates had to go up pretty high and that this paper system serves the interests of big government and deficit financing because it’s a sneaky way of paying for it.

At the same time, it hurts the people who are retired and put their money in savings.

And aligned with this question, I would like to ask something to dealing exactly with gold, is that: If paper money – today it seems to be working rather well – but if the paper system doesn’t work, when will the time come? What will the signs be that we should reconsider gold?

Even in 1981, when you came before the Gold Commission, people were frightened about what was happening – and that’s not too many years ago. And you testified that it might not be a bad idea to back our government bonds with gold in order to bring down interest rates.

So what are the conditions that might exist for the central bankers of the world to reconsider gold?

We do know that they haven’t given up on gold. They haven’t gotten rid of their gold. They’re holding it there for some reason.

So what’s the purpose of the gold if it isn’t with the idea that some day they might need it? They don’t hold lead or pork bellies. They hold gold.

So what are the conditions that you might anticipate when the world may reconsider gold?

MR. GREENSPAN: Well, you say central banks own gold – or monetary authorities own gold. The United States is a large gold holder. And you have to ask yourself: Why do we hold gold?

And the answer is essentially, implicitly, the one that you’ve raised – namely that, over the generations, when fiat monies arose and, indeed, created the type of problems – which I think you correctly identify – of the 1970s, although the implication that it was some scheme or conspiracy gives it a much more conscious focus than actually, as I recall, it was occurring. It was more inadvertence that created the basic problems.

But as I’ve testified here before to a similar question, central bankers began to realize in the late 1970s how deleterious a factor the inflation was.

And, indeed, since the late ’70s, central bankers generally have behaved as though we were on the gold standard.

And, indeed, the extent of liquidity contraction that has occurred as a consequence of the various different efforts on the part of monetary authorities is a clear indication that we recognize that excessive creation of liquidity creates inflation which, in turn, undermines economic growth.

So that the question is: Would there be any advantage, at this particular stage, in going back to the gold standard?

And the answer is: I don’t think so, because we’re acting as though we were there.

Would it have been a question at least open in 1981, as you put it? And the answer is yes.

Remember, the gold price was $800 an ounce. We were dealing with extraordinary imbalances, interest rates were up sharply, the system looked to be highly unstable – and we needed to do something.

Now, we did something. The United States – Paul Volcker, as you may recall, in 1979 came into office and put a very severe clamp on the expansion of credit, and that led to a long sequence of events here, which we are benefiting from up to this date.

So I think central banking, I believe, has learned the dangers of fiat money, and I think, as a consequence of that, we’ve behaved as though there are, indeed, real reserves underneath the system.

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Now I don’t know about any of you out there, but I don’t see the central (unconstitutional) bank behaving like it is on the gold standard. As far I can tell the “dollar”, lets just call it the FRB, the  FuRBie, Federal Reserve banknote, … … you know that pretty green piece on paper in your wallet that signifies nothing … … the thing that says “this note is legal tender for all debts, public and private”, has lost 95% of its purchasing power since ~1970s.

If one had an ounce of gold in 1970, the market would have given you 34$. It could have bought you 17 barrels of oil. OR, 29.5 gallons of milk. OR, 54 dozens of egg. OR, 94 gallons of gas.

Your 34$ today – remember these are FRB$ -- gets you a half a barrel of oil, or ~17 gallons of milk or gas, or dozens of eggs. Hmmm.

If you had an ounce of gold today, the market would pay you 427 of those FRB$. That’s 6 barrels of oil. 210 gallons of gas, milk, or dozens of eggs.

Doesn’t sound like the gold standard to me.

A 1970 new home was 26k$. A new home today is 400k$ (using my neighborhood as a proxy). A 1970 home was 764 oz gold; today 936. A modest rise for 30 years of 5 oz per year.

Now raise your hand if you believe that the Big Government isn’t silently stealing your savings from you! Something to think about?

When the government imprisons you, they just steal your today. When they steal your savings, they steal your past. When they steal children’s education, they are stealing the future.

If I told you that your tax bill for the next 30 years would be 95% of everything you had, wat would you do?

I’m mad as hell and I ain’t gonna take it any more.

 

And that’s the last word.

Curmudgeon

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GBu. GBA.