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Contents

   Editorial Bits and Bytes
  
   Introducing 
        
   Features and Gleanings from the Net  

      Net Nuisances Nettle Newbies 
      The Best Chocolate Chip Cookies Ever
      A Dabble in Genealogy 
      This Land Is Our Land
      The Day I Killed the Great Buffalo
      Roy and Thelma Discuss Roy's Ancestory
      Wisconsin Fall Fever

   Notices and Reviews 
   
   Senior Group Library  

           EDITORIAL BITS AND BYTES          
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Our main feature in this issue is appropriate to the season. It
deals with genealogy and the many net sites that assist in
finding  the various twigs, branches and roots of your family
tree. As you get together  with family on this holiday season,
many around the traditional Christmas tree and others
celebrating Hanukkah and other special  days, you might take some
time with family to review the family tree, renew old memories,
tell that favorite story again about Uncle Jake and the
lop-eared mule, or whatever your family history provides. And it
might be a good time to write some of these things down for
future generations. 

One of our contributors will no longer be available to us with
his humor,"Hold yer hats, fellers, here we go again;"  colorful
descriptions of Ottawa parades;  and thoughtful accounts of
experiences in Africa. Courtney Bond died on November 16. The
stream of 0's and 1's that his computer sent to ours and
translated into stimulating exchanges of ideas has ceased. It
will be missed. Courtney, we won't hold our hats but take them
off as we remember you.

This will be the last of the monthly edition of the newsletter.
Starting next year it will go to a bi-monthly format. The first
bi-monthly edition will be in February. Readers who wish a
January senior based publication will be able to request
CyberSenior Review, now a quarterly that the editors are
thinking of expanding to a bi-monthly or monthly format. Our
senior group library will continue to carry editions of
CyberSenior. (see library note at the end of  the newsletter.)
For a more frequently published senior newsletter contact Jean
Sansum who edits the Sansumite Newsletter at
 In her last newsletter she
announced a special Christmas edition of Christmas
remembrances. You may wish to either read that edition or
contribute  to  it or both. In either case contact her.


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Net Nuisances Nettle Newbies

Perhaps one of the quickest ways to tell a newbie from an
experienced internet user is to determine how they handle the
various net nuisances that appear from time to time and
threaten to   greatly deteriorate the quality on the user's net
experience.  Nuisances include such things as junk mail,
messages to groups that are not intended for such use; outright
scams and chain letters; spams, messages copied  to thousands of
news groups; and urban legends that sucker newbies into
believing some oft repeated but false interesting news such as
the tale of the customer  who paid  $250 for a secret cookie
recipe and is now getting revenge by spreading the recipe and
urges you do the same. 

If you recently received the supposed Neiman Marcus cookie  recipe, 
for example, forget it. In the nextarticle we have posted the best 
chocolate chip cookie recipe in the world (tested by our editors) 
and you need go no further. But don't pass it on. It's just for 
Senior group members- Oh, you can make some for your grandchildren. 
We approve of that. Or better still have them make some for you.

A rank newbie (we have all done it) reacts with outrage to a
nuisance and often expresses  that outrage to the group,
sometimes even reposting the offensive message and giving it
further exposure and creating more problems for the list owners,
group moderators,  net services, and mail systems.

Some return the message to the sender with a nasty note. In most
cases the sender will no  longer be there and the returns only
create a problem for the mail service the original sender used.
In a few rare cases this may be effective if it is indeed an
inadvertent posting of an ad in an ad-free site.
In some cases where the response is long and argumentative
such as a return to, a hate group with a version of the
Manhattan Telephone directory included, the hate group will
respond in kind.  A "reply" feature on a mailer works both ways.
Like a hand grenade that can be tossed back, a long and angry
response can be sent back without being read and the mail
"bomber" ends up being the bombee.

Experienced netters generally follow the advice of one of our
contributors, "I get these things all the time and consider
them no different than the tons of junk snail mail that fills my
mailbox everyday. I just toss them away unread. There's little
else you can do. They are not worthy the effort it takes to
resent them."

A general rule to remember is that however sophisticated you
feel you are about net usage the offender is probably at least one
step ahead of you- many of them make their living that way. The
address is sometimes false and the name is frequently false.
"Janet Dove" is really Krazy Ken, a frequent spammer.   The
offenders spam, listing snail mail, 900 phone numbers, or FAX 
addresses, then close accounts and go someplace else to do it.
Tactics will change. 

To learn more about net abuse of various kinds check one or
more of these locations:

alt.folklore.urban
http://www.brandonu.ca/~ennsnr/Resources/Roadmap/map09.html
news.admin.net-abuse.misc
alt.current-events.net-abuse
news.admin.net-abuse.announce

If the originator of the offensive post was from America On Line,
you can report the incident to America On Line at
TOSEmail@aol.com : 

But mainly just make a batch of our cookie  recipe, relax, and
enjoy. Don't offer any to any net nuisances you know, however.

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The Best Chocolate Chip Cookies Ever

1 cup solid vegetable shortening - 1/2 cup (1/4 lb.) butter or
margarine - 1 1/3 cups granulated sugar - 1 cup packed brown
sugar - 4 eggs - 1 tablespoon vanilla - 1 teaspoon lemon juice -
2 teaspoons soda - 1 1/2 teaspoons salt (can be reduced) - 1
teaspoon ground cinnamon - 1/2 cup rolled oats - 3 cups all
purpose flour - 2 large packages (12 ounces EACH) semisweet
chocolate chips - 2 cups chopped walnuts.

In a large mixer bowl, beat together on high speed the
shortening, butter, granulated and brown sugars until thoroughly
combined, about 5 minutes.  Then add the eggs, one at a time,
beating well after each addition.  Beat in the vanilla and lemon
juice.

In a bowl, stir together the soda, salt, cinnamon, oats, and
flour.  Beat dry ingredients into the creamed mixture until well
combined; mix in chocolate chips and nuts.

For each cooky, drop a scant 1/4 cup dough on lightly greased
baking sheets; make cookies about three inches apart.  (Note: 
Do NOT use less than the 1/4 cup dough for each cooky; if you
do, they won't turn out as well.)  Bake in a 350-degree F. oven
for 16-18 minutes or until golden brown.  Transfer to wire racks
to cool.  Makes about 3 dozen cookies.

From: bb233@scn.org (SCN User)

_______________________

Seen on a Church parking lot sign:

    - Unauthorized cars will be
        spirited away at owner's expense.

    - Parking lot for church
        members only; violators will be baptized.
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A Dabble in Genealogy, or Where do I Spring From?

It isn't that long ago if we were confronted by our offspring
with the question ' where do I spring or come from' we knew what
THAT meant. And then, depending how one felt about that sort of
question one might answer craftily would you believe that the
stork brought you? Actually come to think of it that's the
answer my mother gave me.  I was already much more modern. 
However I do know that if my grandchildren ask 'where do I
spring from' they mean who were the Evanses ( and any other
ancestors) who came to Australia originally. Kids love to draw
up a family tree and get their family involved in that sort of
activity.  And thats the first step on a lifelong fascination
with Genealogy.


It is truly amazing how many people nowadays are interested in
this topic. Anything at all can give you that 'divine
spark which sets you of on a road of discovery.  OK, so it is a
backwards looking road but if you do not know a lot about your
ancestors it still can provide you with a lot of thrills. I read
recently in an English history book that if a persons ancestry
lies in England there is a reasonable chance that ancestor
saw the execution of Charles the First. ( Now don't ask me about
the title of this book I can't remember. But I did read it and
you'll just have to take my word for it) Or just think if your
ancestor happens to have been French, there was all that
knitting going on during the French Revolution.  Actually that
book was fiction so we better skip it.


There is a wealth of genealogical information available on the
internet. A quick check in Usenet turned up seventeen discussion
groups, from alt.genealogy right through to
soc.genealogy.uk+ireland. Questions asked cover quite a
spectrum. I picked out a couple q: I am posting this for an
aquaintance who is looking for some information on his
grandfather John Mills.  John Mills apparently passed through
Big Pool.MD in 1884 leaving his grandmother behind and pregnant.
If anyone has any information that might shed light on this
mystery, please email me... there was no answer at the stage I
read this question.  However the next example had an answer
q:descendants of the Salem Witch trials of 1692. a: I too , am a
witch, at least by ancestry.  I descend from Samuel Wardwell who
was hanged on gallows Hill in 1692.


Now Usenet is good fun if you wish to browse around but if you
are more serious you might wish to subscribe to a group. There
were nine groups available at the last count.  I have been told
the biggest and best is roots-l to subscribe send an email to
listserv@mail.eworld.com subscribe roots-l your first name, last
name and watch the mail roll in. Well that's the information on
Usenet and Genealogy groups and its wealth of information.


All of that is small potatoes when it comes to the Web.A quick
search on Genealogy and United States informed me that there
were more than a 1000 links sort of wheels within wheels... My
kindly search engine informed me that it found 1110 pages
containing Genealogy and Canada. Here are two web addresses
which I looked over and they look good for the USA
http://aries.uihr.uiuc.edu/helm/genealogy.html for Canada
http://magi.com/~jholwell/gene.html

Just in case anyone thinks that's well and good but my folks
came originally from another country.  No problem just look at
one of these web sites and you will find links and more links to
different sites world wide. And you will find that finding your
roots will be a fascinating and never-ending process.

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This Land Is Our Land

"Did you enjoy visiting your family," asked my friend?

"They're all dead," I replied with a smile.

"But I thought you were going to see some relatives on the way
to your trip to Pittsburgh," she persisted.

"Yes, but they happen to be in cemeteries," I explained.  "We
were doing genealogical research."

For some, tramping around graveyards together with copying old
courthouse deeds sounds anything but exciting.  Ah, but those
involved in the happy hobby known as genealogy know the thrill
of finding that little hillside cemetery where some ancestor
lies buried and that dusty document describing the farm they
once tilled.  Here on the banks of the Ohio we found the final
resting place of David and Rebecca Lockwood, pioneer settlers in
this almost forgotten spot in Belmont County knowhn as Dillie's
Bottom.   Here lies the parents of a great grandmother of mine
who met a young man and left her home for the new state of
Illinois.  She was honored as a true Daughter of the Revolution
before her passing in 1910.

Her father, David Lockwood, had served first as a young sixteen
year old private in the New York Militia, then later in the Navy
during which service he was captured in battle and imprisoned by
the British for ten months. At the turn of the century David
found a bride and a new land beside the river where he built a
grist mill and established a career as a judge.  Now one must
call upon his imagination to get in touch with life in a bygone
era when America was expanding westward.

Not many miles east was the home of Rebecca Thomas whom David
married in 1792.  Another cemetery is found, behind the Pigeon
Creek Presbyterian Church, with markers for Leverton and Mary
Thomas.  As they surveyed land in the hills of Pennsylvania on
the edge of Washington County, so many perches in a certain
direction from a black oak to a hickory, and so forth, they
marked out two hundred and eighty three acres which they named
Timber Ridge.

Despite the suburban sprawl of greater Pittsburgh, one can still
envision when this land was cleared over two hundred years ago
for farming by settlers from back east.  At the time David
Lockwood appeared on the scene to wed his Rebecca, her father,
Leverton, was embroiled in the Whiskey Rebellion, a local
protest against Federal taxation, soon to be put down by troops
sent from Washington.

To some genealogy seems a waste of time.  To others it may
rekindle a sense of on going history from generation to
generation.  Standing next to a cemetery marker or pouring over
a land deed might rekindle a patriot's pride in our nation.  The
resolute faith of those pioneers must be ours today.  No less do
we in a modern age confront dangers and hardships to be
overcome.  Will we maintain the faith they showed and pass it on
to other generations in this land of ours?

Bill Longman
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A senior class in creative writing was asked to write "I Love
You" in 25 words or less. Here is the prize winning entry by one
of the ladies in the class:
 
"Why, I've seen lots worse hairdos than that, Honey."
"These cookies are hardly burned at all."
"Cuddle up- I'll get your feet warm."

Love is, indeed, a many splendored thing.
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The Day I Killed the Great Buffalo ---


But ... before I tell my Thanksgiving story ... let me explain a
few things.  First, this story is true ... and even though I
live in a small town in New Mexico and there is a real live herd
of Indian owned Buffalo grazing only a few miles from my
ranch-type home ... I "bear" absolutely no resemblance to the any
pioneer type image that you might have in you mind.  I can't
ride a horse and when I go out to the mountains ... I only drive
up to a Forest Service built trail with a picnic lunch.  I did
try to "drive" a horse one time but that was only to impress a
girl ... and that lasted 5 secs ... if you know what I mean.

But in my "minds eye" ... well ... things are different.

This sad story took place several years ago at Thanksgiving
time. As usual, my wife Adelaide, sent me down to the market to
pick up "The" turkey for next day's Thanksgiving dinner.  To be
honest, Adelaide, doesn't like to send me shopping because I
usually find things in the market ... which I have been denied
... too long. But this day, she was cleaning and baking for the
morrow's family festival.

While waiting in line at the meat counter, I spied a wonderful
looking buffalo roast just sitting there ... behind the glass
... with my name on it ... so to speak.  Now what happened next
is kind of hard to tell because I don't remember the exact
details.

What I do remember is thinking that we ... ie my family and I
... needed to get back to "basics" and celebrate Thanksgiving
the way our fore-fathers did ... and the spirit of the pioneers
came over me.  When my turn came ... my finger went past the tom
turkeys ... over to that buffalo roast ... ie the one with my
name on it ... so to speak.

As I waited for the butcher to wrap up my package I noticed out
of the side of my eye that other people in line were looking at
me and I could tell that ... all the other fathers were moving
their heads up and down, silently approving what I was about to
do ... I was, indeed, braking the traditional turkey day
paradigm. We men understood that today at least one family was
going to return to the food that our fore-fathers had eaten.

Quickly, I took my package.  On my way out I picked up yams,
corn and cranberries.  Then as I turned the corner,  toward the
cash register, I grabbed a sack of nuts ... just to finish off
the coming repast ... then I paid my bill and went home.

I parked my car in the driveway and as I approached the house my
sweet young son, Michael came over to ask if I had gotten him
the candy bar that he had ask for.  "No son," I said ... "I have
man's meat, here" ... "the same meat that your fore-fathers ate
when they came to America."  Michael looked perplexed ... "I
thought you were my only father?" he said.  I went into the
house.

My wife wondered, "Where's The turkey?"

Next day I stayed far from the kitchen.  When we did speak, it
was time to eat "The Buffalo" and enjoy the real traditions of
Thanksgiving ... corn, yams, cranberry's and nuts.  But a
problem ... I took my first bite of "buffalo" and begin chewing
... ... ... and chewing ... ... ... and chewing ... ... ... and
well, you get the picture.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed my dear wife and son are
doing the same.  My son quietly takes this "glob" of meat out of
his mouth and lays it under the edge of the plate ... then tries
another piece of "buffalo" ... to repeat the same chewing
process.

I don't dare take anything out of my mouth ... and decide that
it would be best follow the traditions of our fore-father and
swallow all that has been given me ... whole.  My wife eyes are
a-flame!

The rest is ugly.  I did not know that your own flesh could turn
on you like that.  Later, the rest of the dinner passed in quiet
meditation. The yams and nuts were excellent and filling. - tom
turkey.

Epilog:  I want to be fair.  This story is true ... so I need to
let you in on the rest.

Today is Thanksgiving.  I remembered these events while on an
afternoon walk with my wife.  Afterwards, I wrote down those
events that had occurred several years ago ... and presented it
at today's Thanksgiving meal to both Adelaide and Michael, who
is now in college.

Both said it was inaccurate ... but both disagreed on the
contents ... even between themselves.  So ... let them write
their own version.

This I know: Two years ago I was in the same market ... saw
another piece of Buffalo ... thought that it couldn't happen
again ...

But it did!

Tom Bruce 

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Son: "Pop, will you help me find the least common denominator in
   this problem?"

Pop:  "Good heavens, son, don't tell me that hasn't been
   found---they were looking for it when I was a kid."
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Roy and Thelma Discuss Roy's Ancestory 

Roy is a Man of Kent as distinct from a Kentish Man - that is,
he is from the East side of the River Medway, while the other
chaps are from the West side.  All this distinction belongs in
the mists of time, but here's the story:

When the Romans occupied England (not Britain as we know it
today) they pushed quite a few of the true Britons into Wales
and Cornwall, thus having most of England to themselves.  They
used the remaining population as slaves and handmaidens.  Can't
you just imagine the goings on that went on?

When the Romans had to pull out of England to protect Rome
against the Barbarians (406AD), the Germanic tribes decided to
move in.  The Angles and the Saxons took a large part of the
country, but a smaller tribe called the Jutes took the Eastern
part of the River Medway area.  On the other side of the river
were the Saxons, who were pushing through to the South coast. 
The two tribes apparently hated each other, but as they were
separated by the Romney Marshes they didn't bother too much. 
Eventually the Angles and the Saxons united on all sides, and
then they made short work of the poor old Jutes.

Up to now we have Roy down as something like a Jutish -Anglo
Saxon.  But one day along came the Norman, William the
Conqueror, who made short work of the lot of them before taking
the rest of England.  At least, he brought law and order with
him even if he was descended from the blooming old Vikings.  He
arrived in 1066 so he had a devil of a lot of work to do in
order to set them straight. He compiled the great Domesday Book.
Roy's family birthplace is in it, as well as the family name. 
So all in all my old man is an Englishman - a mixture of Roman,
Jute, Anglo-Saxon and Norman.  A Heinz 57 Varieties, if you
like.

I feel very fragile now.  I really am a delicate hot-house plant
to be cherished and nurtured. However by the time I have the
nice strong cuppa that's coming up and a ciggie with it I'll be
fighting fit again.

>From Thelma and Roy.

xuegx@CSV.WARWICK.AC.UK

ed note: Roy and Thelma did this as an exercise in their computer
class. We hope to hear more from them.
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Wisconsin Fall Fever

There is a rampant fever that sweeps across Wisconsin every
fall, deer hunting fever. The most virulent period falls during
the week of Thanksgiving with the regular gun season but lesser
forms of the fever start earlier and continue later with
bow-hunting and black powder seasons. Schools in the north
suspend classes for a deer fever break and make up the time by
shortening the Christmas break.


The fever mainly hits  males from age 14 to 95 (oldest hunter on
record this year) but females are affected as well in a number
of ways. One  notable case of extreme infection this year
involved  a female bow-hunter who shot and killed a Moose,
mistaking it for a deer;  matching at least the intensity of the
fever of the male who shot a Llama. Others manage one way or
another to shoot each other or fall out of tree stands and
injure or  break various appendages.

Other females take the opportunity of the absence of males in
the household to go on shopping sprees that some claim match in
economic effect the sums spent by male hunters in guns,
ammunition, and  in the  liquid ammunition used in northern
taverns where inside the most impressive deer hunting
exploits are recounted. Outside the taverns pick-up trucks and
four wheel drive vehicles with 8-10 point buck carcasses
strapped in prominent view slowly cruise by (point refers to
size and configuration of antlers). The more points, the more
times the vehicle  passes the tavern.


Meanwhile, some  women known as "deer hunting widows" sometimes
attend their own evening haunts where male strippers dance and
strip while delighted dhw's tuck bills into  intimate apparel
and scream encouragement to the gyrating dancers. There is some
evidence that this is a passing fad. Women seem to have a
limited capacity for watching males make themselves appear
ridiculous although they enjoy it for a time. The local bowling
alley that promoted the event in our area did not do it this
year as more and more women deer hunting widows seem to prefer
the shopping mall approach or some other means of coping with
their temporary widowhood. Perhaps some are even finding more
time to communicate with friends online- who knows?

The disease hits every social  class in the state, where unlike
the United Kingdom and some states that inherited the
aristocratic hunting traditions; there are large public hunting
areas, and private landowners  who get state subsidies for
various environmental practices are required to open their land
to public hunting. This is changing as more and more land is
being leased by the wealthier hunters and the social
stratification that began in the early 80's is now reflected in
hunting practices. The two counties in this area that did not
meet their harvest quota for best environmental management were
the two where the private leasing has taken over and hunters vie
for trophies  at the expense of thinning the herd.

The fever is a result of and a contributor to environmental
conditions and land use in the state that have resulted in the
largest deer herd in history- far exceeding the herd of
pre-settlement times. The only practical method of managing that
situation at present is through the annual "harvest" by hunters-
nobody kills a deer in Wisconsin except  for those motorists
who kill thousands every year in deer-car collisions- others
"harvest" the deer.

I will benefit personally as my friends invite me over for
venison roasts and my son and grandson grind up  their harvest
to supply us with a winter supply of the ubiquitous venison
sausage.

The fever is almost over this year and some of us
"environmentalists" are left contemplating the result and
designing strategies to cope with it in future years- not an
easy task.


Jim Olson

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Shirley Barwise

When my Mother was pregnant with me, she told me later, her
dream was to give birth to a girl with blonde hair and  blue
eyes.  Didn't every mother in the Shirley Temple era?  After a
long and difficult labor, I finally entered the world.  When the
doctor assured my mother "you have a healthy baby girl", my
mother replied "Thank God, does she have blue eyes."

Here I am all grown up, a blonde, blue eyed senior---with
wrinkles:-)

Married my husband Ralph, 42 years ago.  Considering we are both
'Virgos', survived these past years unscathed.  Two sons were
born, one in Ontario one in New Brunswick, Ralph born in Prince
Edward Island, a national family, to say the least. Seventeen
years as a stay at home Mom was a blessing for me.  It allowed
me the time to nurture my community involvement, inherited from
my Mother. Rejoined the real world in 1970.  A late bloomer one
might say.  Retired in 1992 from the Federal Government with 25
years (paid back previous years of service). Actually, I was
offered the golden handshake took it and ran. Born in Nova
Scotia, married in Ontario, retired in Alberta, hmmm,quite a
legacy.

After a couple months vacation, bit the bullet and entered the
world of volunteerism, it was time to repay  my commuity for the
good fortune bestowed on me over the years.    Right decision.

A whole new world awaited me.  I discovered very early in
retirement that my  academic degree was not quite as important
as my 'degrees' in living, experience and knowledge.  With the
health care undergoing drastic restructuring, decided this was
the area where I would share my time.

I am presently Vice President and Director of Retail for the
Calgary General Hospital Volunteer Association, which consists
of two hospitals under one umbrella.  The Provincial Government
is no longer funding capital projects, which leaves the burden
on 'we'fundraisers to supply equipment as well as emerging
needs. The icing on the cake for me was n invitation to  meet
with the Minister for Lotteries and Gaming, to present a
proposal on why lottery money should be redirectd to Healthcare.
If this flies, and there is every indication it will, all monies
we donate to hospital equipment will be matched.  What more can
I say... except in my prayers.

My experience on the internet began in January of this year.  I
recognized the need for a special place for seniors here in
Calgary. Contacted the Calgary Freenet with my vision, voila--it
is now a reality. Although still in demo. mode, a great number
of seniors are tuning in.

A special hobby of mine is to convince senior women, they too
can enjoy a wonderful new fabulous world, visit interesting
places and meet new friends. There are still more men than women
attending my introdudtion to the Internet classes. The ratio is
decreasing. I am now in the second half of my life moving into a
different sphere which compliments the first.  This media allows
me to explore the world of technology with sophication and and
confidence.

"To be awake is to be alive"  Ib.

Shirley Barwise  barwise@FREENET.CALGARY.AB.CA

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Eloise Blanpied

I am Eloise Blanpied from Ithaca, New York, a retired educator
who taught at a number of levels--from Head Start through
elementary grades (background: child development) and on to
college-level courses in academic writing (background:
journalism and underground newspaper reporter).  My interests
can be listed under a general heading of _motivations_, that is,
why do humans behave as they do?  More specifically, I'm
interested in the social aspects of the US Civil War (especially
Reconstruction), in cultural attitudes toward aging and the
aged, in the bioneurological/psychological underpinnings of
dreams (my graduate study field), and in the causes of anger. 
In most of these subjects, I am a neophyte.

I am also a spinner (of wool) and have done some dyeing with
natural, native plant materials.  After many, many years of
constant interaction with family, colleagues, students, friends,
and acquaintances, I've found the soft whirr of the spinning
wheel to be glorious music.  I love being an elder.

Eloise Blanpied gdb4@cornell.edu



Peter Melrose


Peter Melrose here in Kitchener Ontario.   I am semi-retired ,
74 years old and have worked for the world's largest distiller
and distributor of wine and spirits, for the last 45 years.  I
served in the Canadian Navy during W W II, and would like
nothing better than to contact any Ex-Navy personnel on the
"Net". There must be a lot of older fellows like myself who
would like to contact any shipmates out there in Cyberspace. Any
way of spreading the word?

I spend a lot of time on the computer, making friends around the
world, and enjoy every minute of it. Have learned more about
geography and history from the Internet than I thought possible.
 There is a lot of information out there just waiting for you to
click on it. 

petermel@hookup.net (peter melrose)
__________________

Have you heard about...

... the boy who dreamed he ate 30 pounds of marshmallow
    and when he woke up the pillow was missing?

... the auto mechanic who went to a psychiatrist and
    from force of habit climbed under the couch?

... the dentist who married a manicurist and
    they've been fighting tooth and nail ever since?

... the astronauts who ate at a restaurant on the moon and 
     complained  that the place had no atmosphere?

... the singer who was locked out of his house so he had 
    to sing until  he found the right key?


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New Senior Newsgroup Formed

There is a new usenet newsgroup, soc.retirement, that deals with
many issues related to older net users. It appears to be off to
a good start.  To access newsgroups you will need a net service
that provides a usenet news reader or a conection that allows
you to use one of your own. If you have World Wide Web access
you can access the new group by going to the SCIP web site at
http://www.crm.mb.ca/scip . There is a convenient menu item link
to it  from the National Capital freenet  at the senior special
interest groip[ there (go senior).

Guidebook for Autobiographical Writing Available


Many seniors vow to preserve their personal history by writing
accounts of their lives or a complete autobiography but just
don't know how to get started.

The Council for Jewish Elderly has produced a guidebook/workbook
for use  by an individual or class to get the writing started
and organize it in various ways. The book appears to be a
practical approach to the problem. It has a down to earth
approach that should be of great help to the beginning writer.
For more information about the book  contact Carol McConnell at
76041.2517@compuserve.com.


List of Internet resources Available

Joyce Post has recently complied the 4th edition of her
annotated list of internet resources on aging.

For an e-mail copy (115k) send a request here olsonjam@uwec.edu
and ask for the Post list.


Costs of Living in US Cities Compared on Net

To get a comparison of the income you will need if you move to
another city in the states try out the web site
http://www.homefair.com/homefair/cmr/salcalc.html where you can
enter your current income and city (coded) and the city you want
to comapre. The site will  calculate the income needed   in the
new city to compare with your current income.

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           Senior Group Library        
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The Common denominator for all subscribers to Senior Group
Newsletter is e-mail in one form or another. Because readers are
not all connected to or familiar with such other information
transfer methods on the net  as ftp, World Wide Web, Gopher,
uuencode/decode, file attachments, etc.,  the Senior Group is
setting up a simple text based e-mail library where readers can
request and get selected SG library items by e-mail request to

olsonjam@uwec.edu

In the message subject simply type   and in the
body of the e-mail the name of the document you are requesting.

Documents Currently Available:

Back issues of Senior Group Newsletter from Oct 1994 on.
 
Back issues of CyberSenior Review- just state the quarter,
spring, summer, fall or winter and year- from 1993 on.

Care Givers Manual
 
Joyce Post list of internet resources on aging

How to plan your estate to avoid your assets
being wiped out to pay for nursing home costs

Genealogical resources on the Internet

Sansumite Newsletter Christmas edition (when available)

- note  All documents are written in Monaco 9  
     font with 65 characters per inch. 



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                  Summer Dawn

    By dawn's silver light I run down the beach.
    No people, just sand, surf, and me.
    Waves flecked with gold, clouds tinted peach -
    Time to be happy and free.
    The murmur of waves, a gull's plaintive cry;
    Shoes slap the sand as I run,
    And off in the east a brightening sky
    Heralds the rise of the sun.
    I run down the beach, greet the new-risen sun;
    The sunrise is special to me.
    Running down the beach full of wonder and fun;
    It's  time to be happy and free.
   
        Jean Sterling