8/17/08 Captain Jack's Repossession Repo Cruise to PC thru TPC Part 8

[lbgraves]

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[captaincrash]

not quite like mine, I had the hatchback

Now that you mention it... I think my spouses' model had a hatch back too... but there not to many photos to pick from after I googled it... so I thought this one was a fun one to share with the smoking racde start!

 

[disneypilots]

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Hey FGM...........maybe ya can get ur Laptop to chat !!!!

Mark

 

[PBader]

Although dealing with the aftermath of the plane crash was very difficult for my husband and nephew, and all of the other non-professional people involved in the efforts, it turned out to be an amazing, life changing event for us. Some of you may have read our story in the news at the time. This will be a long post but I’ll share with all of you what happened.

The Alaska Airlines flight crashed into the ocean just off our coast in the late afternoon. Immediately a Coast Guard request went out to all the local fishing boats at sea to come and lend aid. Unfortunately what started as a rescue mission turned into a recovery mission. My nephew was out on one of our boats that night and was one of the first on the scene. It was horrible, but those wonderful fishermen spent the entire night searching for survivors and pulling debris from the ocean. By 5 a.m. the next day, my nephew was exhausted and having transferred all the items he collected to the main recovery vessel he headed to the harbor. Later that morning, he and my DH went down to clean the boat and in one of the hatch handles, my nephew saw something shining in the sunlight. It was a man’s gold Mason Ring. Immediately he showed DH and he called the authorities, but it was so chaotic at that point no one could tell him what to do. He brought it home and we waited for instructions.

Meanwhile in the newspaper a list of the passengers onboard had been printed. Two of the men listed were reported to be leaders of their local Mason’s organization. My hair stood on end when I read that they were from Poulsbo, WA. It just happened to be the same tiny town in Washington where my nephew’s father lived and where he had lived before returning to California. All of the sudden I just felt we were part of something so much greater than we could understand. After a few phone calls we connected to a gentleman who was a fellow Mason and he immediately knew which of the men the ring had belonged to. Within the hour the daughter made contact with my DH and they both sat crying on the phone as she told him how just a few weeks before, she and her father had made an agreement that whoever should pass first would try to get a message back saying they were OK. It was one of the most moving and amazing moments of my life. I have always considered myself a religious person and a strong believer in God, but this was something so overpowering I just can’t describe it.

We contacted Alaska Airlines and they immediately started to make arrangements to fly my nephew up to Washington to personally return the ring to the family. Meanwhile, it became the front page story and we were overrun by the media. Even with my background in PR, I was overwhelmed by the attention. DH and nephew were on CNN and did numerous local interviews. Good Morning America and the Today show both wanted them be interviewed, but we really felt that enough was enough. This was not about publicity, it was about helping a grieving family who had just lost their mother and father.

Enter the local sheriff’s department at this point. Although we had kept the authorities apprised at each step, they were now concerned about “evidence” being improperly handled. While I can understand, this had become something unique and important and the only thing on our mind was getting the ring in the hands of that family as soon as possible. We thought we had everything ironed out when while I was home alone with my DD two detectives showed up demanding the ring. When I refused to give it to them they started proceedings to arrest me. The family had specifically instructed us not to hand the ring over as they were afraid that it would be lost or delayed for months and months so I was fully prepared to get arrested if I had to. At that point we had formed a strong bond with the family and I was determined to put their desires first. News vans in the area had picked up on the fact that the sheriffs were at our home and started to arrive. Calls were placed to the head of the sheriff’s department and at that point his detectives were called off and it was agreed we could proceed with the return of the ring as the coroner had confirmed he did not need the actual ring as long as he had a photo. That night, I was the one on the news holding my infant daughter in my arms explaining why I was almost arrested!

The next day, Alaska Airlines flew my nephew to Poulsbo and the ring was turned over to the family in a moving and lovely candlelight ceremony at the Masonic temple there. We still keep in touch with the family today and have joined them in honoring their loved ones at the local memorial dedicated to the crash victims. For the rest of my life I will always feel like we were involved in something very special and remember the son's comment to my nephew that “When it’s a miracle, gold floats.”

Mary, what a moving story.

 

[RRBB]

Such a difference to see it through the eyes of a child.

That's exactly what I thought on the cruise we took in October. And to think I'll get to experience that again in, oh 17 1/2 months with another toddler.

(These are the pages I did for my Circle Journal album from that wonderful experience.)

 

[Joel110]

never heard of that (urinal) cake before, but if it's a cake on DCL I often don't know the names anyway.

Have you seen the talking urinal cake. People are actually stealing them. Guys are actually putting their hands in a BAR urinal and swiping a urinal cake.

http://articles.news.aol.com/news/_a/new-mexico-flush-with-talking-urinal/20070215133309990027

It turned out pretty good! I think that I am going to go pick up a couple more pounds of the steaks to freeze. They are only 3.50 lb this week. I marinated them in soy sauce, dry white wine, lemon juice, hot sauce, garlic, onion salt, & ginger.

Wow! $3.50 a pound? That's great! I find them on sale for around $5-6 pound once in awhile and get excited.

I didn't know that GPs could contribute towards college! I will have to campaign for more of them too.

Campaign for the 529 plan!

It's so strange how often I think about it even after all this time. When my own Mom and Dad passed away during the last few years, I really drew strength and comfort from that experience. It's something that will always be with me.

Amazing story to see in the news, but to hear it first hand is special. Thanks!

 

[captaincrash]

Although dealing with the aftermath of the plane crash was very difficult for my husband and nephew, and all of the other non-professional people involved in the efforts, it turned out to be an amazing, life changing event for us. Some of you may have read our story in the news at the time. This will be a long post but I’ll share with all of you what happened.

The Alaska Airlines flight crashed into the ocean just off our coast in the late afternoon. Immediately a Coast Guard request went out to all the local fishing boats at sea to come and lend aid. Unfortunately what started as a rescue mission turned into a recovery mission. My nephew was out on one of our boats that night and was one of the first on the scene. It was horrible, but those wonderful fishermen spent the entire night searching for survivors and pulling debris from the ocean. By 5 a.m. the next day, my nephew was exhausted and having transferred all the items he collected to the main recovery vessel he headed to the harbor. Later that morning, he and my DH went down to clean the boat and in one of the hatch handles, my nephew saw something shining in the sunlight. It was a man’s gold Mason Ring. Immediately he showed DH and he called the authorities, but it was so chaotic at that point no one could tell him what to do. He brought it home and we waited for instructions.

Meanwhile in the newspaper a list of the passengers onboard had been printed. Two of the men listed were reported to be leaders of their local Mason’s organization. My hair stood on end when I read that they were from Poulsbo, WA. It just happened to be the same tiny town in Washington where my nephew’s father lived and where he had lived before returning to California. All of the sudden I just felt we were part of something so much greater than we could understand. After a few phone calls we connected to a gentleman who was a fellow Mason and he immediately knew which of the men the ring had belonged to. Within the hour the daughter made contact with my DH and they both sat crying on the phone as she told him how just a few weeks before, she and her father had made an agreement that whoever should pass first would try to get a message back saying they were OK. It was one of the most moving and amazing moments of my life. I have always considered myself a religious person and a strong believer in God, but this was something so overpowering I just can’t describe it.

We contacted Alaska Airlines and they immediately started to make arrangements to fly my nephew up to Washington to personally return the ring to the family. Meanwhile, it became the front page story and we were overrun by the media. Even with my background in PR, I was overwhelmed by the attention. DH and nephew were on CNN and did numerous local interviews. Good Morning America and the Today show both wanted them be interviewed, but we really felt that enough was enough. This was not about publicity, it was about helping a grieving family who had just lost their mother and father.

Enter the local sheriff’s department at this point. Although we had kept the authorities apprised at each step, they were now concerned about “evidence” being improperly handled. While I can understand, this had become something unique and important and the only thing on our mind was getting the ring in the hands of that family as soon as possible. We thought we had everything ironed out when while I was home alone with my DD two detectives showed up demanding the ring. When I refused to give it to them they started proceedings to arrest me. The family had specifically instructed us not to hand the ring over as they were afraid that it would be lost or delayed for months and months so I was fully prepared to get arrested if I had to. At that point we had formed a strong bond with the family and I was determined to put their desires first. News vans in the area had picked up on the fact that the sheriffs were at our home and started to arrive. Calls were placed to the head of the sheriff’s department and at that point his detectives were called off and it was agreed we could proceed with the return of the ring as the coroner had confirmed he did not need the actual ring as long as he had a photo. That night, I was the one on the news holding my infant daughter in my arms explaining why I was almost arrested!

The next day, Alaska Airlines flew my nephew to Poulsbo and the ring was turned over to the family in a moving and lovely candlelight ceremony at the Masonic temple there. We still keep in touch with the family today and have joined them in honoring their loved ones at the local memorial dedicated to the crash victims. For the rest of my life I will always feel like we were involved in something very special and remember the son's comment to my nephew that “When it’s a miracle, gold floats.”

I'm still just reading this seperate POV on your story... http://web.mit.edu/dryfoo/Masonry/Essays/meridian.html however... I was moved by your recanting of the story.... things like this often "break me up" as I've always been one to not hide my emotions well...

Thank you for sharing ....

This passage from the end of the article I googled may be of interest ...

....The two fishermen, one a native of Poulsbo, spent twenty hours contacting Masonic Lodges trying to identify to whom the beautiful ring belonged. They finally determined that the ring belonged to Wor. Bob Williams, given to him by his wife Patty. The ring, worn by the passenger flying thousands of feet above the ocean, in a plane that falls to the ocean's depths; the ring that mysteriously appeared within hours of the crash on the deck of a boat being worked by a fisherman hailing from that small fishing town of Poulsbo, 1100 miles from the crash site. Who can possible explain how something so small would curiously be found by these two fishermen who would make every effort possible to see that the ring would bring peace and light, after death, to the loved ones of the deceased? ....

.... Tracy Wnizek struggled to accept the death of her parents, but the Masonic ring was a sign from her father. The father and his small daughter had long ago made a pact that the first to die would send a signal to the other that all was well in the hereafter. Only a year before the accident, after her grandfather died, she reminded her father of their old pact. A message would be sent from beyond "to let the other person know if it's OK, like we think it's going to be". The Masonic ring was her signal... a message from her father.

The "Meridian" truly was a divine ark, sailing in the tempestuous sea of troubles off the coast of California last January. Bob William's Masonic ring was a sign to a troubled daughter that her parents had found rest in the Lodge not built with hands, eternal in the heavens.

On February 13, 2000, more than 300 people gathered at the Bremerton Masonic Temple in memory of their four friends and Masonic Brethren. The Bremerton Scottish Rite and Warren G. Harding Lodge conducted memorial services. Hearts were feeling the loss of loved ones and a few minds had to be wondering, that the Grand Architect of the Universe used a Masonic ring as a sign to a grieving daughter, in the darkness of her grief, that her parents were in a far better place and wanted her to know that "all is OK"?

Our heartfelt thoughts and prayers are extended to the families of these two couples and to the Brethren of Warren G. Harding Lodge.

 

[lbgraves]

Wow! $3.50 a pound? That's great! I find them on sale for around $5-6 pound once in awhile and get excited.

!

Well, that clinches it for me. Normally 8.99 lb here. I will pack some away.

 

[Verandah Man]

BIP, I contacted my insurance company and the claims adjuster I spoke with said they would be contacting the owner and the owner's insurance company. The man that lives behind me said his claims adjuster told him the same thing. Ten years ago, it was a tree from my yard that fell into both of my neighbor's yards. Actually my tree was right in the corner of my backyard, where the tree that fell today landed. The insurance companies then took care of everything, now they have to do it again. The claims adjuster from my insurance company is coming out Monday to look the damage over.

 

[The FairyGodmother]

Laura: Those pics of the falls care great. The last 2 were they also taken in Feb? Looks like a beautiful warm day. Love the rainbow.

Nope all taken on the same day. It was freezing. If you look close you can see the ice in the water above the falls.

I tell DS that I already went to school & did all of my homework. I wont do it for him.

Had the same discussion last night with DS13. He keeps wanting to know if I have ever used a integer since I graduated. HMMMMMM????? maybe?

Although dealing with the aftermath of the plane crash was very difficult for my husband and nephew, and all of the other non-professional people involved in the efforts, it turned out to be an amazing, life changing event for us. Some of you may have read our story in the news at the time. This will be a long post but I’ll share with all of you what happened.

.”

Wonderful story. There is no doubt that God had a hand in that. Thank you for sharing.

Hey FGM...........maybe ya can get ur Laptop to chat !!!!

Mark

didn't last time I tried.

Have you seen the talking urinal cake. People are actually stealing them. Guys are actually putting their hands in a BAR urinal and swiping a urinal cake.

http://articles.news.aol.com/news/_a/new-mexico-flush-with-talking-urinal/20070215133309990027


!

That is just gross!!!!! EWWWWWW!!!!!!!

 

[The FairyGodmother]

Can someone experienced with chat help me. I can never log in. Mark can log in on my computer but I can't. I wonder if it is because my name has a space in it. do you think that is the problem. I would love to join in.

 

[PBader]

Can someone experienced with chat help me. I can never log in. Mark can log in on my computer but I can't. I wonder if it is because my name has a space in it. do you think that is the problem. I would love to join in.

FGM so sorry, have never been in the chat. I hope that you get in.

 

[PBader]

Can someone experienced with chat help me. I can never log in. Mark can log in on my computer but I can't. I wonder if it is because my name has a space in it. do you think that is the problem. I would love to join in.

I just tried to log in and it worked. There is a guest spot there if you can't get your other to work. It would be worth a try.

 

[The FairyGodmother]

I just tried to log in and it worked. There is a guest spot there if you can't get your other to work. It would be worth a try.

This totally stinks. Mark is logged in and I can't log in. Not fair not fair not fair. It keeps say unknown error. Has to be my name.

 

[sk8ingmom]

And now we know the Alaska State Motto.

North to the future.

I'd be more afraid of the blimp shaped like a giant grizzly bear coming along....

If it has the word cake in it then I think it should count. You can't worry about the doors now.

I like crab cakes.

We have to be faster. We lose all those hours coming back eastbound.

I actually, really did laugh out loud at that one!

I tell DS that I already went to school & did all of my homework. I wont do it for him.

DS didn't want to start kindergarten. He really didn't want to go. He loved pre-school, never had a problem being away from us, so we couldn't figure out why he didn't want to go to K. Turns out that he was afraid of homework! Why?? I started grad school the year before he started K (full time grad school + teaching an undergrad class). The work I brough home was his only understanding of homework. He thought he would have 5 hours worth a night!! And nothing to color.

Dook just scored!!

Oh, so many comments

 

[PBader]

This totally stinks. Mark is logged in and I can't log in. Not fair not fair not fair. It keeps say unknown error. Has to be my name.

So sorry.

 

[Diznyfan68]

This totally stinks. Mark is logged in and I can't log in. Not fair not fair not fair. It keeps say unknown error. Has to be my name.

Laura -did you put the space between the and fairy and no space between fairy and godmother?

 

[PBader]

FGM, just a suggestion and may be stupid, but why don't you log onto the main board under a new user to just use for tonight's chat and hopefully by next week we can help you get it figured out.

 

[captaincrash]

Yes, those who want to can meet in room 2 in chat after 9 pm ET tonight.

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Chat is in session now...

 

[Verandah Man]

Good Night All, see you in the morning......