#Jay County Indiana

[theultimatefan]

Unexpected Starts, All-Stars and a Saves Mark Set: Ten Things to Know in the American Association This Week

The American Association of Professional Baseball (@AA_Baseball) season continues with a full slate of series this weekend, all available for free live viewing at aabaseball.tv. With the All-Star Game in Kansas City just 12 days away, check out the roster selections here.

Here are 10 (or so) more Things to Know about the AAPB this week:

When Iowa State Representative JD Scholten (House District 1) made a spot start for the Sioux City Explorers on Saturday, his first trip to the MercyOne Field at Lewis & Clark Park mound in 17 years, expectations were tempered. But that 6 2/3 innings of two-run ball earned the 44-year-old righty a win, media attention locally and nationally, and another start today at Fargo-Moorhead (12:30 p.m. CT, AABaseball.tv).

The Cleburne Railroaders' Carter Aldrete (nephew of 10-year Major Leaguer Mike Aldrete and son of nine-year pro Rich) has had a fantastic first season in powder blue, and he's the cover man in the June/July issue of Johnson County Community Life, which also previewed the season and included a feature on Railroaders Superfan Garey Wiley, who has attended all but two of the team's home games since 2017.

AAPB Broadcast alum Sean Aaronson, who has broadcasted the St. Paul Saints since 2007 (in the AAPB from 2007-20), was called up to broadcast six Minnesota Twins games - replacing Kris Atteberry, who broadcasted for St. Paul (2002-06, including '06 in the AAPB) and Sioux Falls (1999-2001).

On the player alum side, Gabriel Cancel (Milwaukee '23) was recently signed by the Blue Jays organization and homered six times in his first 10 games for Triple-A Buffalo, and Twins organization infielder Payton Eeles (Chicago '23), who began the season in Low A, was promoted to Triple-A St. Paul., where he’s slashing .333/.600/.667 in his first six games.

The Olympics are getting most of the international attention this summer, but there’s more worldwide baseball out there. Fargo-Moorhead RHP Orlando Rodriguez will be representing Spain at the upcoming European baseball tournament in the Netherlands.

Call it vacaciones, a siesta or a quick trip South of the Border, but AAPB All-Star Izzy Alcantara found Fargo-Moorhead more to his liking, returning to the RedHawks after a four-game stint with Aguascalientes in the Mexican League. The speedster (38 stolen bases through Wednesday) is second in the league in batting at .355 and has gone 10 for 26 in six games since his visit to the historic central Mexican city.

The Winnipeg Goldeyes are participating in a scholarship program with Baseball Manitoba, incorporating players, coaches and umpires into the offerings. Applications are due Monday, available through this link.

Members of the Kane County Cougars were on hand assisting clients at the Marklund Hyde Center in Geneva, Ill., on Tuesday for a softball game. The Center provides 24-hour residential care for infants, children and adults with severe and profound developmental disabilities. See a gallery of images from the fantastic day here, and congratulations to the whole Cougars organization on an amazing, fulfilling event.

On-field Congratulations are in order to the Fargo-Moorhead RedHawks' Alex DuBord, who recorded his franchise-record 48th save in a F-M uniform last night in a win over the West-leading Sioux Falls Canaries. A former 10th-round pick of the San Francisco Giants out of Faulkner (Ala.) University, the Fargo native is in his fourth year with the RedHawks, posting 12 saves thus far in 2024.

Earlier this year, former longtime Gary SouthShore RailCats PA announcer, Tommy Williams passed away at the age of 66 years old. Williams was the PA announcer for the RailCats for 18 years and his signature “People, People, People.” opened up every RailCats home game, every fan that attended a game knew the voice and the signature statement as the sign of summer in Northwest Indiana. To honor his contributions not just to the RailCats, but also his love for sports in the Region for so long, the press box that Williams called home was renamed the “Tommy Williams Pressbox” on his birthday, July 4.

Some fun theme nights coming up:

Thursday, “Shirt off our Backs” Night, Winnipeg Goldeyes

Friday, “I’m Ron Burgundy?” Night, Sioux Falls Canaries

Friday, Video Game Night, Kane County Cougars

Sunday, Sensory Game, Gary SouthShore RailCats

Tuesday, Celebrate Reading Night, Sioux City Explorers

Wednesday, Tyler’s Amazing Balancing Act, Fargo-Moorhead RedHawks

[goalhofer]

2024 New York Mets Roster

Pitchers

#0 Adam Ottavino (Brooklyn, New York)

#23 David Peterson (Aurora, Colorado)

#25 Brooks Raley (Uvalde, Texas)

#30 Jake Diekman (Wymore, Nebraska)*

#32 Max Kranick (Archbald, Pennsylvania)*

#33 Drew Smith (Crowley, Texas)

#34 Senga Kōdai (Gamagōri, Japan)

#35 Adrian Houser (Locust Grove, Oklahoma)*

#38 Tylor Megill (Long Beach, California)

#39 Edwin Díaz (Ciudad Naguabo, Puerto Rico)

#40 Luis Severino (Sabana De La Mar, Dominican Republic)*

#52 Jorge López (Cayey De Muesas, Puerto Rico)

#54 Cole Sulser (San Diego County, California)*

#59 Sean Manaea (Wanatah, Indiana)

#62 José Quintana (Arjona, Colombia)

#71 Sean Reid-Foley (Jacksonville, Florida)

#74 Tyler Jay (Lemont Township, Illinois)**

#75 Reed Garrett (Richmond, Virginia)

Catchers

#2 Omar Narváez (Maracay, Venezuela)

#4 Francisco Álvarez (Guatire, Venezuela)

Infielders

#1 Jeff McNeil (San Luis Obispo County, California)

#12 Francisco Lindor (Ciudad Caguas, Puerto Rico)

#13 Joey Wendle (West Grove, Pennsylvania)*

#20 Pete Alonso; Jr. (Tampa, Florida)

#21 Zach Short (Kingston, New York)*

#22 Brett Baty (Austin, Texas)

Outfielders

#6 Starling Marte (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)

#9 Brandon Nimmo (Cheyenne, Wyoming)

#15 Tyrone Taylor (Torrance, California)

#29 D.J. Stewart (Jacksonville, Florida)

#44 Harrison Bader (Eastchester, New York)*

Coaches

Manager Carlos Mendoza (Barquisimeto, Venezuela)

Bench coach John Gibbons (San Antonio, Texas)

Hitting coach Jeremy Barnes (Garland, Texas)

Assistant hitting coach Eric Chavez (San Diego, California)

Pitching coach Jeremy Hefner (Perkins, Oklahoma)

Bullpen coach José Rosado (Jersey City, New Jersey)

Catching coach Glenn Sherlock (Nahant, Massachusetts)

1B coach Antoan Richardson (Nassau, The Bahamas)

3B coach Mike Sarbaugh (Lancaster, Pennsylvania)

Assistant coach Danny Barnes (North Hempstead, New York)

[donaldtincheruniverse]

Wayne County Sports Report (1-19-24)

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[bagdyernoke]

Jay County man jailed for 65 years after slamming girlfriend's newborn onto the sidewalk

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Princeton daily clarion obituaries

#PRINCETON DAILY CLARION OBITUARIES FREE#

Obituaries from the Clarion Democrat : 19 WorldCat. Hart, Princeton, IN 47670 +1(812)385-2525 "You can't blame this on a police officer you can't say this is about criminal justice reform," the city's Democrat mayor said Sunday night. JUNEAU - A commission tasked with making recommendations for state legislative pay advanced a proposal Tuesday to raise the annual salary for Alaska lawmakers from $50,400 to $64,000 and place limits on the daily allowance lawmakers receive. Crime scene tape surrounds a home in Chicago (AP Photo/M. Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania citizens are proud to be over shadowed by their town's most famous resident: the world-renowned groundhog Punxsutawney Phil. The Clarion News eEdition app is an exact digital replica of the printed newspaper. The fire that sent a family fleeing their Clarion Street home in Westmont Borough on Wednesday is being ruled accidental, the West Hills fire chief said. 27, 2021 It is with profound sadness that the family of Vonda Mae Webb, of. "You've got to think about big things while you're doing small things, so that all the small t. More people were killed by other people in Jackson in 2021 than any other year in Mississippi's capital city. 1 recruit in the country according to Rivals, shocked the country by signing with Jackson State on Wednesday, Dec. Jay and Paula Endress, owners of the Macoupin County Enquirer-Democrat, Coal Country Times, and Enquirer-Express have announced the sale of the publications to Greg Hoskins, publisher of Better Newspapers, Inc. USNPL Search 15,723 historic newspaper archives from dozens of countries, all 50 US states, and 3 US territories. The Clarion Democrat was published in Clarion, Pennsylvania and with 22,849 searchable pages from. Suchen Specials Help Live News E-Notify Feedback Feedback / Rollback Puzzles Fit Logout. Hart, Princeton, IN 47670 +1(812)385-2525 Clarion News Coraopolis Record Star Courier-Express Cranberry Journal Daily American Daily Courier Daily Item CLARION: Calendar of Events, 10/12 | Life News from your. You will not only learn important birth and death dates in Illinois newspaper obituaries, but also details about your other relatives and the causes in which they were involved. BREAKING NEWS | Mississippi's Best Community Newspaper Official United States Newspaper Directory. Search the The Clarion Democrat newspaper archive. Louis Clarion 1920 - 1921 Enter your ancestor's name below and we'll search market prices in newspapers to help you learn more. Louis Clarion Commodity & Stock Prices in St. Top recruit Travis Hunter goes to Jackson State in. Clarion newspaper indiana Newspaper Abstracts Clarion County The Clarion News (general) (1965-present) Earlier Title: The Republican. In a world exclusive, Ms Maxwell, who had her £21 million bail application denied for the fourth time last week, also claims negative media coverage while she has been in. NewspaperArchive® | 15,723 Historic Newspaper Archives Deaths Recorded 1925-1932 US Gen Web. Trusted source for community news, sports and features coverage for Crawford, Harrison and Floyd counties and. The Times and Democrat marks its 140th birthday on Wednesday, continuing as the source of local news and an engine for. The Arkansas State Archives holds nearly 23,000 rolls of microfilmed newspapers from around Arkansas, as well as a small selection of papers from other states. Democrats haven't won the seat since 1997, and Guest won by more than 100,000 votes in the last election. Jeffersonian Democrat - Home | Facebook Browse the most recent Clarion, Pennsylvania obituaries and condolences.

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Issued also in a weekly edition, Princeton daily Democrat (DLC)sn 85047593 (OCoLC)12256142 Princeton clarion-Democrat (DLC)sn 85047597 (OCoLC)12256164 Feel free to contact us online or call us at 720.565.8455. Ainsworth: Ainsworth Star Journal, Brown County Democrat, Johnstown Enterprise, Ainsworth Star, Star Journal. The Clarion-Ledger | Mississippi and Jackson Metro's News. Alphabetically arranged within each year. Clarion News prints all judgments, dissolutions of marriage and arrests and releases listed at the C. Adams Group Community Newspapers - Newzware Travis Hunter, the No. Title for volumes 1894 & 1895-1900: Obituaries from Clarion newspapers. Obituaries from the Clarion Democrat 1902-1930 Family History Library.

[aroundfortwayne]

Free rides for COVID-19 vaccinations in NE Indiana

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Free rides for COVID-19 vaccinations in NE Indiana

The League removes transportation barriers for people with disabilities to receive COVID19 vaccinations across Northeast Indiana.

[queersatanic]

The Satanic Temple is bad at court cases (March 2022 edition)

Full list can be found at The.Satanic.Wiki, but the above image includes links to court dockets for the following cases:

The Satanic Temple Inc. court cases

The Satanic Temple, Inc. v. Lamar Media Corporation

The Satanic Temple, Inc. v. Newsweek Magazine LLC

The Satanic Temple, Inc. et al v. Hellerstedt et al ("Ann Doe")

Satanic Temple, Inc v. Belle Plaine, City of ("Satanic Temple II")

The Satanic Temple, Inc. v. City of Boston

The Satanic Temple, Inc. v. Lamar Advertising of Louisiana, LLC

The Satanic Temple, Inc., et al v. City of Scottsdale

Satanic Temple, The v. Belle Plaine, City of ("Satanic Temple I")

United Federation of Churches LLC court cases

United Federation of Churches LLC v. Johnson et al

United Federation of Churches LLC v. Netflix, Inc. et al

Cave et al v. Thurston

Doe v. Greitens et al ("Judy Doe")

Satanic Temple et al v. Scottsdale, City of et al

The Satanic Temple et al v. Jeremiah Jay Nixon et al. ("Mary Doe II")

Mary Doe v. Jeremiah J Nixon et al ("Mary Doe I")

Cases by others involving TST

Mayle v. Chicago Park District ("Emotional Support Hog")

Mayle v. The State of Illinois ("Bigamy II")

Mayle v. The Congress of the United States of America ("In God We Trust")

Mayle v. Orr, et al ("Bigamy I")

Hunt v. Kenai Peninsula Borough

Hunt, Lance vs. Kenai Peninsula Borough AP

Kondrat'yev et al v. City of Pensacola et al

Freedom from Religion Foundation, Inc. et al v. Franklin County, Indiana

[harmreduction]

Program Spotlight: Sierra Harm Reduction Coalition

We <3 syringe access programs!

We’re doing some spotlighting over the next few weeks of California syringe service programs. Tell us your favs!

**CHRI Program Spotlight: Sierra Harm Reduction Coalition**

Sierra Harm Reduction Coalition is a syringe services program in El Dorado County, the first program of its kind in the region. SHRC was awarded CHRI funding last year and has been ramping up their services including syringe litter clean-up, distribution of safer drug use supplies like fentanyl test strips, naloxone, wound care kits, PPE and sterile syringes. SHRC provides harm reduction training and referrals to a network of community health services and care.

"I grew up in a small farming community in central Indiana, so though I’ve lived in several large cities since leaving, I still value and respect rural communities like those that we serve in El Dorado County, California. Through an overabundance of privilege, and some hard work, I earned a PhD in Immunology. Now I get to leverage my scientific background to provide and promote evidence-based harm reduction principles and services. I am filled with gratitude and fortune each day for these opportunities. Everyone with Sierra Harm Reduction Coalition has lost friends and family to the negative outcomes of substance abuse and the inequalities that affected their ability to access efficacious healthcare and harm reduction services. Most of us have lived experience struggling to access those services. Through Sierra Harm Reduction Coalition, we get to deliver lifesaving harm reduction services to keep our community of fellow people who use drugs safe and healthy. Even though our county is rural and conservative, through persistence and patience, we are seeing more and more community buy in. We are excited begin expanding our services to more people through regular mobile services, and then to provide a growing suite of healthcare options, such and hepatitis C screening and low barrier treatment for opioid use disorder. Mentorship from National Harm Reduction Coalition has been an essential force, helping to educate, guide and support us as we move forward, struggle and succeed. Our future feels so bright and exciting that sometimes we have to slow down to enjoy our present." -David Jay, SHRC Exec Director

Learn more about Sierra Harm Reduction Coalition: www.shrcoalition.org

Learn more about CHRI funding: https://harmreduction.org/.../california-harm-reduction.../

[goalhofer]

2024 Miami Marlins Roster

Pitchers

#18 Sixto Sánchez (San Cristóbal, Dominican Republic)

#20 Burch Smith (Tyler, Texas)*

#23 Max Meyer (Woodbury, Minnesota)

#27 Edward Cabrera (Santiago De Los Caballeros, Dom Rep)

#28 Trevor Rogers (Carlsbad, New Mexico)

#29 Braxton Garrett (Florence, Alabama)

#34 Matt Andriese (Redlands, California)*

#35 A.J. Puk (Cedar Rapids, Iowa)

#37 Anthony Bender (Petaluma, California)

#43 Andrew Nardi (Simi Valley, California)

#44 Jesús Luzardo (Parkland, Florida)

#60 Ryan Weathers (Loretto, Tennessee)

#62 George Soriano (San Pedro De Macorís, Dominican Republic)

#65 Josh Simpson (Stafford, Connecticut)**

#66 Tanner Scott (Howland Township, Ohio)

#78 Bryan Hoeing (Batesville, Indiana)

#84 J.T. Chargois (Sulphur, Louisiana)

Catchers

#4 Nick Fortes (DeLand, Florida)

#25 Christian Bethancourt (Ciudad Panama, Panama)*

Infielders

#3 Luis Arráez (San Felipe, Venezuela)

#7 Tim Anderson; Jr. (Tuscaloosa, Alabama)*

#9 Josh Bell (Irving, Texas)

#15 Emmanuel Rivera (Mayagüez, Puerto Rico)*

#17 Vidal Bruján (San Pedro De Macorís, Dominican Republic)*

#36 Jake Burger (Town And Country, Missouri)

#63 Xavier Edwards (Coconut Creek, Florida)

Outfielders

#1 Nick Gordon (Avon Park, Florida)*

#2 Jasrado Chisholm; Jr. (Nassau, The Bahamas)

#12 Jesús Sánchez (Salvaleón De Higüey, Dominican Republic)

#14 Bryan De La Cruz (Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic)

#24 Avisaíl García (Barcelona, Venezuela)

Coaches

Manager Jared Schumaker (Aliso Viejo, California)

Bench coach Luis Urueta (Barranquilla, Colombia)

Hitting coach John Mabry (Chesapeake City, Maryland)

Assistant hitting coach Jason Hart (Fair Grove, Missouri)

Assistant hitting coach Bill Mueller (Maryland Heights, Missouri)

Pitching coach Mel Stottlemyre; Jr. (Prosser, Washington)

Assistant pitching coach Brandon Mann (Des Moines, Washington)

Bullpen coach Wellington Cepeda (La Vega, Dominican Republic)

Bullpen catcher Ernesto López (Aguadilla, Puerto Rico)

1B/outfield coach Jon Jay (Miami-Dade County, Florida)

3B/infield coach Jody Reed (Hillsborough County, Florida)

Field coordinator Rod Barajas (Ontario, California)

Assistant coach Griffin Benedict (Atlanta, Georgia)

Assistant coach Rob Flippo (Lodi, California)

[bizydips]

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[aroundfortwayne]

New Berne-based Food Truck serves Cajun Cuisine

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New Berne-based Food Truck serves Cajun Cuisine

A new Berne-based food truck is serving up authentic Cajun food to residents of Adams, Wells, and Jay counties in northeastern Indiana.

[thereturnofthedirtyblog]

'Ghost Adventures' crew visits 'terrifying' Squirrel Cage Jail; episode to air in October

By Krystal Sidzyik (nonpareilonline.com)

  Sep 10, 2019 Updated Sep 10, 2019

It's about to get supernatural and spooky.

The Travel Channel will feature the Squirrel Cage Jail on its popular paranormal show "Ghost Adventures" as part of the network's annual "Ghostober" event.

The Council Bluffs jail turned museum, located at 226 Pearl St., will be part of a four-part mini-series titled "Ghost Adventures: Serial Killer Spirits," which will premiere in October.

In the series, the crew will explore haunted locations associated with infamous serial killers and "seek to document whether malicious energy has been left behind by sadistic killers and their evil acts," according to a press release from the show.

Every Saturday throughout October, viewers will follow the crew as they investigate locations such as the Squirrel Cage Jail, John Wayne Gacy’s prison cell, H.H. Holmes’ murder house and more.

The series is set to premiere Oct. 5. The episode featuring the Squirrel Cage Jail will premiere Oct. 19, according to a producer of the show. The air date is subject to change.

The Squirrel Cage Jail housed the infamous killer Jake Bird. After attacking a Carter Lake couple with an ax in 1925, Bird spent some time in the jail before being shipped to the state penitentiary in Fort Madison. In the late 1940s, Bird, a drifter from Indiana, would confess to killing 44 people around the country.

"He was one of the first registered serial killers in this country," Ed Ritchie, a tour guide for the jail, said in 2009 in a Nonpareil article.

The "Squirrel Cage" jail served as the Pottawattamie County Jail from September 1885 until December 1969. Its unique characteristic was the three floors of rotating cells that a jail would turn with a hand lever.

The "Ghost Adventures" crew, which includes: Zak Bagans, Aaron Goodwin, Jay Wasley and Billy Tolley, visited the jail earlier this year. Residents of the area speculated a number of different possible locations online after Bagans was spotted in downtown Omaha in June.

The channel will also feature a two-hour Halloween special titled "Ghost Adventures: Halloween 2019." During the episode, the team will travel to Rhode Island to explore the home that inspired the horror film, "The Conjuring."

“I’ve investigated a lot of places, but these locations are absolutely terrifying on a whole other level,” Bagans said in the release. “To walk in the same footsteps as these serial killers, where some of the most notorious acts of evil were committed — it severely affects you."

#HauntedParaClassics

[junkyardlynx]

You like scary stories? Good. I’ve got one. Submitted for the approval of the midnight society, or whatever. Who fucking knows. Honestly, I’m not entirely sure it wasn’t just one shared fever dream between seven stupid kids. Except the part where the dream was real. Has to be real now that I think about it. Anyway. I’m rambling. About all I can do, right now. Haha. How sad. 

The year was 1998.

Good year.

Goldeneye came out in 1997, so it was really the year 0001 AG to me and my friends. We fucking loved Goldeneye.

I was seventeen and I lived alone in a small town in northwest Indiana. It’s farm country’s farm country. I’d been orphaned and bounced around since I was ten, but being nearly eighteen and relatively well-behaved was reason enough for the state to turn me loose with my inheritance. Quitters. You could stand at one edge of the town and spit to the other end. We had one bar, an elementary school, a post office, a vet, and a corner store. It sucked, but it was cheap and somewhat near the only living family I still had. I lived just above the post office and vet, which was probably the only really neat part of town, so I guess I had something going for me. Add a shitty 1988 Ford Probe bought at cost from a frustrated dealership into the mix and I was up street.  

My uncle Mike lived alone too, a forty minute drive away out by the county line road. He had a pretty nice farm house to himself after my aunt Sherry filed for divorce due to her own extramarital affair. I guess when you’re surrounded by woods on all sides and the only things to keep you company are a host of chickens, a couple turkeys, a goat, a dog, and a...fucking peacock, you kinda get antsy for some excitement. I suppose a two story barn and a grain silo aren’t exciting enough. Anyway. They hadn’t taken me in after my parents died because they had their own problems and I understood. Couldn’t force a kid on someone who wasn’t going to take proper care of it.

Mike was headed into the city for the weekend to shack up with this girl he was into. He did this from time to time, too awkward to ask her to move in with him and too shy to accept her offer, so they just had their trysts. Wasn’t really my business. He called me after I got home on Friday from classes and immediately launched into his request.

“Hey killer, I’m going to see Mary this weekend. Can ya hold down the fort for me? Just feed the animals once a day and don’t let Garfield eat anything dumb.”

“Uh, sure.” 

Garfield was the goat’s name.

I watched him eat the license plate off “Uncle” Van’s...van, once. His name was Van, he was a friend of Mike’s aaaaaand he owned a van. I guess life works like that sometimes, predictable and all. Anyway, Garfield would eat literally fucking anything near his big dumb idiot mouth, like most goats. 

“And uh, I think there’s a bunch of beer in the fridge that’s gonna go bad. Could you do me a favor and get rid of it, bud?”

I could hear the wink through the receiver. I grinned as I pinned the receiver between my shoulder and ear, rummaging around through the cupboards to find my little book of phone numbers.

“Oh yeah, sure thing. Wouldn’t want to have bad beer hanging around in the fridge.”

“That’s what I’m talking about. It better all be gone when I get back. Love ya, kid.”

“Love you too, man. Have a good weekend.”

With an audible click, the other line hung up and I was already dialing people’s numbers. Robert was first, as he was my best and most radically tight brother-man. 

“What’s up, Dingus Kong?” 

Ever since he was twelve, he had the voice of a full-time, carton-a-day smoker. I was honestly a little jealous.

“There’s a beer leak at my uncle’s and we have to plug it up. Call Louis and Alex and make their dumb asses come out. You know the address?”

“Hell yeah, dude. Can I invite Jay?”

“What do I look like, a cop? Of course you can. Saves me the trouble.”

“Cool, later dickless.”

“Peace.”

It wasn’t long until I’d roped Robert, Louis and Jay into things, along with Alex, Laura and June. Alex and Louis had been dating forever and were pretty much attached at the hip, while I had a thing for June. A very quiet, subdued thing, because I operated under the assumption that no one was ever interested and that any thought to the contrary was pointless and asking for trouble. 

We met up at my uncle’s house around 9. They’d pitched in and brought a shit ton of snacks but no one brought any actual food, so our diet that night was going to consist of...Natty Light, snack cakes and chips, pretty much. High school kids eat worse on a daily basis, so no one really cared. I remember being shocked at just how packed the fridge was with shitty Natty Light. Good thing I had good friends.

It was a pretty relaxed atmosphere - Louis and Alex were touchy in the corner of the living room, already a couple beers deep. Robert, Laura and Jay were playing Goldeneye on the Nintendo 64 in the den. They had a penalty game where you had to drink when you died and if you were that fucking prick that picked Oddjob, you both had to take a drink at the start of the round and two when you died. It was fair, believe me. Fuck people who pick Oddjob. 

That pretty much just left June and I. We relaxed in the kitchen, shooting the shit and laughing at each other’s bad jokes. Sometimes we’d look out over the kitchen counter and down into the den / living room - the farm house’s design was always kind of odd to me, but I liked it. The whole house was a one story with a basement. You could come in through the glass sliding door and be right in the living room / den area, then turn right and go up four or five stairs to reach the bedrooms and the turnoff into the kitchen / office area where the front door was. The kitchen had a very open structure, with the sink looking down on the den, and you kinda felt like a commander if sat there and just watched everyone. So I did.

“Hey, Charles?” 

“What’s up?” 

I turned back towards June, taking another sip from that honestly kinda shitty beer in my hand. Ah, the taste of youth - cheap alcohol obtained through immoral or subversive means, like a really cool uncle.

“We should go out to the barn.”

“Why the hell and fuck not?” 

I put on some bravado, but honestly, my uncle’s farm creeped me out. I’d stayed here for the summer once and I swore I could hear things swaying in time with the tall grass as the sun started to die. An animal would go missing every now and then, but my uncle always shrugged it off as coyotes. Never really felt like coyotes, but who was I to disagree when he was the one that lived here all the time?

“Hey, everyone! We’re going outside, time to get up in the hayloft and be stupid.”

I heard a chorus of replies and the click-whrrr of a tube television being powered off, followed by a rowdy collection of feet stomping up carpeted steps. Everyone poured into the kitchen, grabbing things like twinkies and cold hot dogs and new beers. It wasn’t long before we took the party outside, flicking the floodlights on the house on for comfort as much as visibility. We ambled as a drunken mass, slowly making our way towards the faded red barn. 

I have no idea why the barn was so fucking huge, given that less then ten animals lived there. The space was equipped for a sizable amount of large livestock like cows and horses, but all that it held was a collection of idiot birds with too much love and not enough sense. A ladder leading up to the hayloft poked through a square, and we began our inebriated ascent. 

It wasn’t long before we settled into a circle, talking about nothing in particular on the warm wooden floor of the loft. June had taken a seat next to me, so of course, I overthought absolutely everything before determining there was no way she was into me because why would she be? She was way too cool and cute. It was obvious. 

Somehow, we got onto the topic of scary stories. Spooky scary skeleton time. I made up some dumb thing about a cannibal cult in the woods, but it wasn’t very thought out, so everyone gave me shit. Robert just thrust his beer into the air and yelled “WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE, IT’S ALIENS”, which got a laugh out of all of us. It finally came around to June, who began to tell us about La Llarona, a crying ghost lady in Mexican folklore. 

It was actually pretty spooky until you realized June was like, four foot fucking eight with the voice of an adorable church mouse, and then you were unable to take it seriously. 

We swapped a few more before silence descended on us, slow and natural. The workman’s lamps that I’d lit with a long trigger lighter burned, casting shadows along the walls and illuminating our faces. I smiled as I realized June’s head had come to rest on my right shoulder, feeling not unlike someone blessed by the attention of a regal crow.

“Dude. I’m hungry.”

“You’re always hungry, Illberto.” 

I waved him off with my left hand before looking around. Something was bothering me, but I couldn’t put my hands on it. Honestly speaking, it was kinda like someone had some bodacious body odor going on and tried to cover it up with some sort of perfume. I took as...well, as discreet a sniff as possible, trying to see if it was one of us. 

I don’t think it was, because the more I smelled it, the more I realized it smelled less like body odor and more like that strange stench of death. Sickly sweet, putrefaction rendering the body of something no longer alive into components for bacteria to consume. I kinda wrote it off as dead mice somewhere since I was an idiot at 17. (I still am an idiot, but I was a bigger idiot. Harder head. More impressively stupid. Anyway.) The smell was bothering me though, so I gently pushed June’s head off my shoulder and stood up.

“Since Mr. Crunch and Munch wants some food, I’m gonna run back to the house and grab some chow and booze. Anyone want anything in particular?”

No one really had an idea of what they wanted, so the group just started chanting “FOOD AND BOOZE, FOOD AND BOOZE, FOOD AND BOOZE” at me. I laughed and nodded, giving a sort of half-wave to June who just smiled at me the whole time as I went to climb down the ladder.

Too bad the ladder was gone.

I groaned in annoyance, turning around to address everyone.

“Very cool, who fucked with the ladder?”

“What are you talking about, brother-man?”

Louis piped up, head resting on top of Alex’s. I gestured dramatically at the square hole in the floor, then pantomimed the act of climbing the ladder.

“There was a ladder here. It’s gone now.”

“It probably fell, Charlie.” 

There went Laura, being the voice of reason. I shrugged in assent. Stop making sense, god damn it.

“I’ll just pull a Spidey-boy and jump down. It’s like, ten feet.” 

Something in my head kept telling me that people can die from slipping and falling on ice, but I ignored it. I just had to brace myself, land on my feet and not hit my brain cage. Really simple. 

I walked back over to the hole in the hayloft, sitting down and scooching to the edge. That fucking smell punched me right in the nose once again, pungent and sweet. I almost stop then, but I don’t really wanna look like a goon in front of June. Uh, June and everyone else, that is.

So I stuck my foot down into the oddly deep darkness of the barn below. 

Something wet and hot smacked against it, nearly wrapping around my exposed ankle.

I yelped perhaps the most pathetic sound known to man and physically extricated myself from the hole by leaping up and jumping back. Everyone laughed of course.

“What’s up, penis pump?”

Fuck off, Robert.

“Either the turkeys have really long and slimy necks now, or something down there just grabbed my fucking ankle.”

“Very funny, Charles.” Alex fixed me with a stare, assuming I was taking the piss out of everybody. Holy fuck, I wished I was.

“I’m serious, you assholes.” I’d thrust my right leg out, showing everyone my ankle and foot. A reddish brown goop clung to it, thick and viscous. The smell was emanating from it, and everyone seemed to have taken notice to it. Unless they started retching for a different reason, like my ankle being particularly abhorrent.

“Brother-man, dude, what the fuck is that?”

You’re asking me, Louie Louie?

“Yeah, that’s a negative Ghost Rider, I have no idea. I’m gonna chill up here for a bit, if someone else feels like Rambo, they can go down.” 

I took off my button up and used it to wipe the goo off of my ankle, but the smell seemed to have set in. I noticed a burning sensation on my skin that increased in intensity as I wiped, but it soon faded to a dull throbbing, becoming the least of my worries. In that time, Louis got up to check out the hole.

 He returned to where Alex was, face pale and stiff. 

That’s when we heard it.

“veerrrryfufufufu-”

The sound stopped, then started again. Almost like someone starting a sputtering car engine.

“Verrrrry cocococococo-cokkkkkkkkkhhssssh. Wshooo fufufufufuf. Wshoooo fufufufuckt wishlatter?” 

You ever have someone come up to you and say “hey, we need to talk” and you feel your stomach drop out of your body and onto the floor? 

Yeah, that. That’s the feeling I felt, but way worse. After all, someone wanted to know who fucked with the ladder. Someone who couldn’t string together two words if they wanted to, and they desperately wanted to.

We’d all crammed ourselves into the back of the hayloft, the seven of us together. Oppressive darkness clung to the places not illuminated by the lamps, and the long lighter lay a good ten feet away from us. No one moved to get it. We heard it again and again, some twisted mockery of a voice continually asking who fucked with the ladder. Then it asked again, in my voice.

“Very cool. Who fucked with the ladder?”

Everyone’s eyes were on me, and I shook my head wordlessly as it asked again, perfectly, matching my rhythm and cadence and tone. 

“Hey, if this is a joke because you thought the Goosebumps books were high literature, we’re gonna string you up by your earlobes dude.”

“Fuck off. It’s not. You think I got bored and recorded me fucking around before you all got here? With the tape recorder I don’t fucking own?”

I was hostile.

We were all on edge.

“I don’t know, were you man?”

“Don’t start with me, Robert.”

“Yeah, whatever, you’re a lazy piece of shit. I know you wouldn’t do this.”

“I swear to god.”

The tension was almost lifted until we heard that wet smacking again, like someone slapping a steak on pavement. It was hilarious until you realized it was probably either something dead being slammed around, or some part of the mysterious thing’s anatomy. The smacking persisted as it mercifully ceased it’s questioning, realizing it’s bait wasn’t working. Slowly, the wet squelching of flesh against concrete grew quiet and far away and the stench that pervaded the air began to thin.

I appraised everyone and jerked my head back at the hole in the hayloft.

“Okay. Okay. We’re gonna drop down and run to the house.”

“Is there any better option you have that isn’t ‘jump down and say hi to the crazy stinky murder rapist’ below us?”

“Not really, Alex. Sorry.”

“Alex and I can stay up here,” Louis offered, but she looked at him with her mouth agape.

“Are you dumb, Louis? I’m not staying in that barn alone with this thing. No, really, are you an idiot?”

I looked at Louis with a kind of knowing glance, knowing he was just trying to help out and allay her fears. Couldn’t really blame her, though.

“He’s just looking out for what you want to do. Anyway, we should all go. I’ll go down first and keep a look out while everyone comes down. C’mon.”

I honestly don’t know where I found the balls of steel I was now equipped with, but I was thankful. I think it was just this overwhelming sense of “we have to go now or something bad is going to happen.” Without giving anyone a chance to reply, I broke away from our little heard and took a running start at the hole, leaping down it before my rational mind could catch up.

I let my legs hit and then tucked myself into a roll to rob the fall of it’s momentum, coming up unscathed. I glanced around, greeted by deadly...nothing. Just silence. It wasn’t until I looked at the ground that I noticed it was covered in a thick layer of that reddish-brown goop, and it stunk horribly. I started to gag but I had the sense to bite it down. No point in putting more disgusting fluids on the floor.

“Jump down! C’mon!”

I shouted up and June practically leapt into my arms, so I caught her and set her down, giving her a tender smile. She was all of four foot eight and ninety pounds, so it wasn’t really a feat of athleticism. Of course, Robert came next, and my knees buckled as his six foot frame met mine with that peculiar rapport we had. 

“No smile for me?”

“I swear, dude.”

I swore a lot, apparently.

The rest followed in suit until eight of us stood in the barn, devoid of animals as it was.  I hoped they’d just run off or sought shelter, but another part of me said that wasn’t the case. I exhaled roughly and looked at our group before nodding.

“Okay, we gotta run. I don’t know when that thing’s coming back, but I can already smell that weird stink getting stronger. I think we’ll be safe in the house since we can look the doors and call the cops.”

“Wait, cops? Dude, we’re doing a little thing called underage drinking.”

Thank you for stating the obvious, Louis.

“Oh, yeah! Way better to get murdered and eaten. You’re right.”

“Point taken.” 

We all murmured our assent before taking one last look around. The lamps burned, slowly dimming as their fuel began to run out. I think we left the lighter up there. Not that it mattered, I guess. I reached out and took June’s petite hand, tugging her gently towards the house.

“Let’s go.”

We began to do an awkward sort of power walk, too scared to run and draw it’s attention but not intent on going any slower than we had to. Our group of seven began to cut across the field, towards the shining lights of the farmhouse. 

A horrific wet SMACK from behind us broke that fragile discipline that kept us calm. A plaintive sort of gurgling howl, like a tiger braying it’s dying cry inside of a charnel pit spurred us on, and I roughly pulled on June’s hand. Her fingers slipped from mine for a moment, but her strong and lengthy fingers found mine, slick with what I assumed was sweat. I didn’t bother looking back as the warm porch lights flooded my vision. I let go of the hand I was holding and turned around to regard our group of eight, making sure everyone was there.

Wait.

Eight?

June, Robert, Louis, Alex, Laura, Jay, and myself. Seven. I glanced at my hand, realizing it was slick with that peculiar fluid. I kept the gorge rising in my throat down, somehow.

Swallowing both vomit and my fear, I began to inspect everyone before herding them inside, one by one. There wasn’t a face I didn’t recognize, but there was an extra person here. I got June, Alex, Robert, Laura and Louis into the house before I realized it. 

There were two Jays.

“Hey Jake, come inside.”

Jay kinda gave me a weird look, wondering if I was actually an idiot. The right Jay, anyway. The other one just slowly started to walk forward.

“Hey, I said Jake come inside man. Practice your manners dude.”

My stare was insistent on the real Jay’s, begging him to come in and not make a scene. He shrugged and stepped inside, and only a moment later I was behind him, slamming the sliding glass door so hard I thought I’d shatter. 

The Jay that wasn’t Jay pressed it’s face to the glass and that fetid liquid began to pour from it’s nose as it’s now-malformed hand began to tap lightly on the glass. What looked like clothes began to slough off in thick puddles of what looked to be flesh, pooling on the patio.

“Come inside. Hey. Manners. Come inside. Hey. Come inside.” 

Robert had noticed what was going on and yelled in what I’m sure he’d want me to report was a very manly and commanding shout. Basically, he screamed like a little bitch. Everyone else noticed and booked it up the sort little landing to the second tier of the house, not willing to look at what was happening anymore.

I couldn’t look away. It gently tapped at the glass,  as a second figure approached from the darkness, eventually pressing it’s face to the glass.

My face.

I watched my own face melt away into nothing, forming a featureless expanse of skin with two unseeing and empty eye sockets. The me that wasn’t me tapped politely on the glass like a door-to-door salesman, asking to be let in.

That sure wasn’t fucking happening. In a haze, I waddled backwards, reaching for the phone that sat on the coffee table by the sofa in this 70′s decor mess of a living room.

It wasn’t there. The cord lay neatly on the table, but the entire phone was gone. It looked deliberate, which means that...well, it meant that my uncle took it with him.

Something clicked in my mind, but I buried it as I pedaled backwards slowly, approaching the display cabinet that held my grandmother’s prized compound bow. I heard from my uncle that she’d been an avid hunter into her 90′s and only passed due to the ravages of...well, a car wreck. I was never more thankful to have a badass relative I’d never met than when I pulled that compound bow out of the display cabinet and nocked an arrow.

Never mind the fact that the last time I went bow hunting was when I was like, twelve.

I stared down the two creatures, still begging to be let in in my voice. My hands trembled even as I began to draw back the heavy string. God damn, grandma, how strong were you? What the hell. 

I strafed up the steps, muscles in my arms screaming for release, but I told myself that they couldn’t come in unless they were invited. It was just a glass door, and these things weren’t dumb, apparently. I don’t know what they were. I’d met strange things in the woods around the house, but never anything like this. Obviously. The surreality of it all made it seem absurd to even question what they were. 

It wasn’t until I reached the kitchen with everyone else that I could slowly release the tension and lower the bow, though I kept the arrow nocked and ready. I gave everyone in the kitchen a wary nod as they huddled together, staying deathly quiet. Looking over the kitchen counter and down into the den, I could see one still tapping on the glass. The other was gone.

A soft knock at the door by the office let us know where the other had wandered off to. It repeated a broken string of words in my voice, asking to be let in, saying it was very cool. It’d be humorous if it wasn’t fucking terrifying. 

Wordlessly, I huddled everyone back into the hallway and lead them to my uncle’s room, unlocking it with the key I had. It was the furthest bedroom away from everything else and had a clear line of sight to the hallway, so if they somehow broke their self-imposed rules, I could at least take a steady shot. The door creaked open and the bedroom lay before us as I flipped on the light.

My uncle’s room was surprisingly sparse and barren. No personal effects remained and you could tell where the furniture had been moved in a hurry, like someone was looking for something. It gave the feeling of someone that wasn’t coming back, and the discontent in my heart grew. 

“Yeah, think he’s been moving stuff over to his girlfriend’s place.” 

I said to no one in particular, placating questions before they could come out. A barren mattress lay on a box spring in the corner.

“Let’s stay in here tonight. It’s not gonna be comfortable, but a couple of people can take the bed and the rest of us can take the floor. I’ll keep watch.”

“Charles...”

Robert sounded concerned for once. I laughed. I glanced back and his face soured before he smiled.

“Nevermind, you’re still a penis pump.”

Everyone, still slightly drunk and nervous, began to occupy their own space in the empty room. I sat against the open doorframe, bow laying on my lap, trained down the hallway. Minutes slipped into hours, and everyone began to pass into a light sleep.

Everyone except me.

The sight of the flesh sloughing off their mutable frames was burned into my mind. Not much sleep to be found after that.

Throughout the night, I heard taps all around the house, like a diligent inspector checking for termites in wood. If I strained my sleepless ears, I could hear my own voice rattling through the walls. The deathly sweet stench of the barn had returned, permeating my brain and setting up residence there. 

Once or twice, I thought I heard tapping and murmuring at the single window in my uncle’s bedroom, but surely that wasn’t possible. It was a good eight feet of the ground, as the room sat on the second “tier” of the house. I dozed for a moment and the tapping seemed to grow more and more furious, so I shook myself awake. I began to dig the bowstring into my finger, rubbing it up and down, fraying my own skin until it bled. 

I felt like I was going to go insane. 

A few long hours later and the sun began to rise, banishing the tapping noise with it and the scent after that. I rose, looking around at the sleeping faces of my friends, relieved. I looked around the empty room once more and went to close my eyes before I realized there was reddish goop smeared on the window of my uncle’s bedroom. 

I’d been watched, all night.

All of us had. 

How many had there been?

Enough to replace us?

Did it matter?

Adrenaline flooding my exhausted body, I crept around the house and checked every window, every door. They were all smeared with handprints, fingerprints, imprints of faces traced in that corpse-goo. My stomach roiled heavily, the beer and junk food of the night before threatening to come up.

We were supposed to be a sacrifice, weren’t we?

The copious amounts of beer. The lack of a phone. My uncle’s personal effects all gone from his room. I suppose the rest, even grandma’s bow, was replaceable to him. Including me.

I woke everyone up and told them we should leave. No one fought it, considering we’d survived the night by listening to me. It was a sort of hollow and empty accolade, but I’d take it. 

As Robert and June piled in my Ford Probe outside, I snuck a peek at the barn. Dark red stains and the remnants of feathers, fur and flesh stained the outside of it’s semi-dilapidated structure, as if the animals had been killed by being thrown at the walls in anger. I swallowed dryly, realizing what those wet thuds and smacks had been. 

We spent the rest of the weekend together, all seven of us. One night at Robert’s, the rest of the day at June’s. I tried several times to contact my uncle, but his girlfriend’s landline was disconnected and his emergency cell phone wasn’t picking up. 

Abandoned twice by the family that wouldn’t even take me in, I guess. 

I never found out what those things were. My uncle’s house was marked as abandoned and reclaimed by the bank, eventually being sold at auction for dirt cheap. I didn’t care. I’d stayed away from the forested areas and anywhere approaching natural, and even took to a vegetarian diet for a few months. 

Eventually the memory faded, and years later I had almost forgotten about it. Life went on, and I remained in that cozy little apartment above the vet’s office and the post office. 

Until tonight. 

When I smelled something sticky-sweet, like what the insides of a pitcher plant must be.

Where something tapped at the door to my apartment, begging to be let in. 

Where my own voice begged me to be let in.

[handeaux]

Cincinnati’s First Woman Doctor: Her Dowry Included Her Mentor’s Head

If Temperance Hartman Pocock Kinsey was not the first female physician in Cincinnati, she was certainly among the first of that rare breed. As early as 1856, she was complimented as a fine physician by one of her professors, the formidable W. Byrd Powell, a titan of the eclectic medical movement. In the first edition of his masterwork, “The Natural History of Human Temperaments,” Powell describes Dr. Kinsey as an exemplar of the “bilious-encephalic” temperament:

“We will conclude this article by presenting the portrait of a female illustration, Mrs. T. Hartman Kinsey, M. D. This lady merits a place in a work of this kind. She is essentially feminine in all the outlines of her person and feelings, and yet her intellect has a masculine grasp. She has been a student upon this subject for several years, under our guidance. She is now familiarly and practically acquainted with it. She designates temperaments readily ; and those who may desire information upon the very important subject of marriage compatibility of constitution, may safely obtain it from her. In this department of the subject she is, and has been, deeply interested; and with reference to it she has rendered us important service in procuring the illustrations of this work. We have also a very favorable opinion of her abilities as a medical practitioner. She has labored to make herself useful, and has succeeded, but will succeed in a more eminent degree, if industry can effect it. She is now doing a lucrative business in medical practice.”

So taken was Dr. Powell with the bilious-encephalic Dr. Kinsey, that he included in his will a most unusual bequest. Dr. Powell died, aged 67, in 1866, and one can only imagine the reaction when the following item was read in probate:

“Furthermore, I give and bequeath to Mrs. T.H. Kinsey, of Cincinnati, Ohio, my head, to be removed from my body, for her use, by A.T. Keckeler, or his agents.”

You see, W. Byrd Powell was a noted phrenologist and was much invested in studying how the inner essence of human beings was expressed through the shape of their heads. It was rather common for phrenologists to donate their heads to science.

It is essential to note here that, almost simultaneously with Dr. Powell’s demise, Mrs. Kinsey became Mrs. Keckeler, by marrying the Adolphus Turner Keckeler authorized to remove Dr. Powell’s head. Keckeler was also a doctor and also a student of Dr. Powell’s. His wife died a few years prior to Powell’s death. Mrs. Kinsey was a widow; her husband, a silversmith had died a year before she remarried.

Shortly after W. Byrd Powell was consigned to his grave in Covington’s Linden Grove Cemetery, his eternal rest was disturbed, his body exhumed and his head removed by Dr. Alva Curtis, dean of Cincinnati’s Physio-Medical College, from which Mrs. Kinsey earned her M.D. in 1855.

A modern reader cannot escape the suspicion that A.T. Keckeler married T.H. Kinsey to gain access to Dr. Powell’s bequeathed cranium. She was 44; he was 10 years younger. Both Keckeler and Kinsey were trained as phrenologists, obsessed with skulls and heads. A contemporary news item relates that Dr. Keckeler’s scientific collection of heads exceeded 400 crania. One wonders where he kept them. At least one observer pondered the motivation behind this matrimonial union. A letter writer signing himself as “Poor Kentucky” in the Enquirer [26 July 1866] had this to say:

“Thus it transpires that if Dr. Keckeler possesses the head of the lamented Professor, his right of property has been established by his having sought and procured the hand of the fair legatee, with, also, the heart of the lady it is to be hoped; and also the head of the celebrated philosopher as a marriage portion contributed by the legatee herself.”

No one at the time recorded how many heads Dr. Kinsey-Keckeler had in her own collection, but it appears that the marriage was a reasonably happy one. The Drs. Keckeler published a second edition of W. Byrd Powell’s magnum opus (taking care to insert a new and presumably preferable woodcut of Temperance). They also promoted Temperance’s own 1869 book “Thaleia: Woman: Her Physiology and Pathology,” a popularly written handbook on obstetrics and gynecology. In the introduction to that book, we get a brief biography of this pioneering woman doctor:

“She was born near the city of Terre Haute, Indiana; was left an orphan at an early age, and passed her childhood and girlhood in Butler County, Ohio, under the adoption and care of a family whose members were particular friends of her father. Her first marriage was to Edward Kinsey, Esq., of Cincinnati, who was at that time, and for many years after, the only extensive manufacturer of silverware in the West. A most desirable, but unexpected opportunity presented itself in 1850, and, with the cordial approval, encouragement, and aid of her husband, but against the wishes and advice of every other relative, and with very little sympathy from most of her acquaintances, she commenced a regular course of medical study, her name having been enrolled as that of the first Western woman in the first Western college that had the liberality to acknowledge the right of woman to receive a full medical education, and, at the same time, to afford her an opportunity to obtain it. She pursued her studies in all the requisite branches, during five years, and graduated with honor.”

It appears that Temperance practiced medicine with an exclusively feminine clientele until her death in 1893. She is buried at Spring Grove.

Also buried at Spring Grove is her widower, A.T. Keckeler, who survived her until 1911, gaining some renown as a colleague and ally of Charles Darwin and an early practitioner of what we would now call cultural anthropology. No mention, at his death, where his 400 heads ended up.

As a footnote, it is a fact that, through his daughter by his first marriage, A.T. Keckeler is the great-great-grandfather of musician Ry Cooder.

[Thanks to Jay Gilbert for the tip leading to this post.]

[uniqueartisanconnoisseur]

Cool Museums in Jay County Indiana!

Cool Museums in Jay County Indiana!

I recently traveled to Portland, Indiana to cover the Jay County Art and Fiber show. While there, one of the opportunities on this hosted trip was to see the two Jay County museums. Since I love history and to learn about the place I am visiting, this was just the icing on the cake!

One ascinating fact about Jay County is that it is the only county in the United States named for John Jay.…

[theliberaltony]

via Politics – FiveThirtyEight

Welcome to a weekly collaboration between FiveThirtyEight and ABC News. With 5,000 people seemingly thinking about challenging President Trump in 2020 — Democrats and even some Republicans — we’re keeping tabs on the field as it develops. Each week, we’ll run through what the potential candidates are up to — who’s getting closer to officially jumping in the ring and who’s getting further away.

Nearly 20 candidates are now crisscrossing the country to court voters in early primary states, including Rep. Eric Swalwell who declared that he was running for president this week. But despite being one of the early-poll front-runners, former Vice President Joe Biden is still sitting on the sidelines for now, while the party embraces some of the lesser-known contenders.

South Bend Mayor Pete Buttigieg, for instance, out-raised several well-known Democratic candidates, including Massachusetts Sen. Elizabeth Warren, Minnesota Sen. Amy Klobuchar and New Jersey Sen. Cory Booker, according to an ABC News analysis of candidates’ preliminary fundraising numbers from the first quarter of 2019. And in a Saint Anslem College poll of New Hampshire registered voters out this week, Buttigieg was in third place, behind Biden and Vermont Sen. Bernie Sanders with 11 percent of the vote. A new Quinnipiac poll of California voters put Buttigieg slightly lower, tied in fourth place with Warren, with each earning 7 percent of the vote. It’s early yet, though, so whether Buttigieg’s bump in the polls will continue, or if another candidate will edge him out, remains to be seen.

Here’s the weekly candidate roundup:

April 5-11, 2019

Stacey Abrams (D)

The Georgia Democrat continues to hover on the periphery of the 2020 field as she decides whether to run for president or Senate (or neither). When asked during an interview with CNN whether there are too many Democrats running for office, she said, “No, I think that’s a false narrative.”

“The point of a primary is to winnow down the number of people who are actually going to be viewed by the public and go through the fisticuffs of debate,” she said.

Michael Bennet (D)

Days after announcing his prostate cancer diagnosis, the Colorado senator hit the campaign trail with back-to-back stops in early-voting states. The potential 2020 candidate returned to New Hampshire for his second visit over the weekend. He then jetted to Iowa on Monday for a meet and greet with the Polk County Democrats.

Joe Biden (D)

Despite capturing headlines last week over claims that he made several women uncomfortable by inappropriately touching them, Biden avoided controversy during a speech to accept a lifetime achievement for his work supporting cancer access and affordability, particularly for African Americans.

At the close of his remarks, he told the crowd in Washington, “I am convinced, as we make significant progress in cancer, the only truly nonpartisan issue facing the country, that the rest of the nation is going to say, ‘Dammit we can do anything. This is the United States of America.’”

With an announcement expected in the coming weeks, according to CNBC, Biden stopped at the University of Pennsylvania on Thursday for a panel discussion on the opioid epidemic. He will also deliver the eulogy for late U.S. Sen. Fritz Hollings in Charleston, South Carolina, on Tuesday.

Cory Booker (D)

Booker, who formally announced his entry into the 2020 race in February, is hosting a hometown official kickoff on Saturday to launch his “Justice for All Tour” that will take him on a two-week trip across the country.

At the onset of the week, the New Jersey senator introduced a bill in the U.S. Senate to form a commission to study reparations. Booker told The Root that he “unequivocally supports” reparations for black people. His bill is a companion to HR 40, introduced by Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee in the U.S. House.

“Since slavery in this country, we have had overt policies fueled by white supremacy and racism that have oppressed African Americans economically for generations,” he said. “[The bill] will bring together the best minds to study the issue and propose solutions that will finally begin to right the economic scales of past harms and make sure we are a country where all dignity and humanity is affirmed.”

Pete Buttigieg (D)

Earlier this week, Buttigieg traded barbs with Vice President Mike Pence after he criticized the former Indiana governor for his views on LGBTQ issues.

“If me being gay was a choice, it was a choice that was made far, far above my pay grade,” he told a crowd at the LGBTQ Victory Fund National Champagne Brunch. “That’s the thing I wish the Mike Pences of the world would understand. That if you got a problem with who I am, your problem is not with me — your quarrel, sir, is with my creator.”

Pence’s press secretary responded to Buttigieg’s comments, writing in a tweet, “The last time we recall Pence even mentioned @PeteButtigieg was in 2015, after news that Pete came out, Pence said: ‘I hold Mayor Buttigieg in the highest personal regard. I see him as a dedicated public servant and a patriot.’”

The 37-year-old South Bend mayor, who announced his exploratory committee in January, is poised to officially launch his candidacy on Sunday at a rally in his hometown.

Julian Castro (D)

In the hours after President Trump touched down in San Antonio for a fundraiser, Castro held an opposing rally in the city, according to the Corpus Christi Caller Times. Admonishing the president’s hardline immigration policies, the former San Antonio mayor said: “People in San Antonio understand the value of immigrants. This is a city that has been built up by immigrants, and it’s one of the most successful cities in the United States. It’s a testament to the power of immigration over the generations.”

The former secretary of the Department of Housing and Urban Development travels to Iowa on Sunday for his third trip to the first-in-the-nation caucus state since announcing his candidacy.

John Delaney (D)

Delaney, one of the first candidates in the field, emphasized his centrist platform on the trail in Pennsylvania to cast himself as a “different kind” of Democrat, according to the The Daily Pennsylvanian.

On Sunday, Delaney makes his 17th trip to New Hampshire, meeting with voters in Bedford, Nashua, Laconia, Meredith, Conway, Lancaster and Deerfield.

Tulsi Gabbard (D)

Gabbard, who launched her campaign in January, hit a significant milestone on Wednesday: reaching the 65,000 donor threshold needed to qualify for the first Democratic debate.

Thank you! I’m extremely grateful that over 65,000 of you have now donated to our campaign, ensuring our voice will be heard in the upcoming debates. For a small campaign that doesn’t accept PAC money, I knew we had to rely fully on the power of the people. Aloha & Mahalo! pic.twitter.com/Uw303e2JUh

— Tulsi Gabbard (@TulsiGabbard) April 10, 2019

“For a small campaign like ours without a big dollar donor network and a campaign that refuses PAC contributions, we knew we had to rely fully on the power of the people,” she said in a video posted on her Twitter account. “We’ve been blown away.”

Kirsten Gillibrand (D)

The New York senator contended with past congressional votes this week as she addressed her controversial record on immigration during her tenure in the U.S. House while also embracing her relationship with former Democratic presidential nominee Hillary Clinton.

“When I was a member of Congress from upstate New York, I was really focused on the priorities of my district. When I became senator of the entire state, I recognized that some of my views really did need to change,” Gillibrand said during a CNN town hall Tuesday. “They were not thoughtful enough and didn’t care enough about people outside of the original upstate New York district that I represented. So, I learned.”

GIllibrand also said in the town hall that Clinton has given her advice about her presidential campaign and is a “role model for all of us.”

“Hillary Clinton put that 65 million cracks in that highest and hardest glass ceiling. She’s inspired the world by her bravery and courage,” Gillibrand said. “Secretary Clinton is still a role model for all of us.” But despite her admiration for Clinton, Gillibrand said that she believes former President Bill Clinton should have resigned after the Monica Lewinsky scandal.

Kamala Harris (D)

Harris signaled that she’s open to an all-female Democratic ticket in 2020, saying in an interview on SiriusXM Progress’s Make It Plain, “Wouldn’t that be fabulous?”

Harris landed in third place in a new Quinnpiac University poll of her home state of California. The poll found that Harris had the support of 17 percent of Democrats and voters who lean Democratic, putting her behind Biden (26 percent) and Sanders (18 percent).

She also made her third trip to Iowa earlier this week — focusing on the issue of raising teacher pay — according to her campaign.

John Hickenlooper (D)

The former Colorado governor took the stage at the Building Trades Conference in Washington to court the pro-union crowd, urging that the country “needs a president” that supports unions.

In his speech, Hickenlooper focused on his private sector experience as a business owner, saying that it will complement his ambitions in the public sector.

“I didn’t check off how many times I said you’re fired,” he told the audience, an apparent jab at President Trump. “I said you’re hired. … That’s why I am running for president.”

Hickenlooper will also make six stops in Iowa starting Friday, during his second trip to the state.

Jay Inslee (D)

Inslee, who has staked his 2020 candidacy on climate change, reinforced his focus on the issue Wednesday while seeking to show his broader record beyond climate.

“We are the first generation to feel the sting of climate change, and we are the last generation, literally, who can do something about it,” the Washington governor said at a CNN town hall.

He also took aim at one key debate playing out across the 2020 field — reforming Senate rules and the filibuster. “We’re not going to be able to get health care done, or anything else for that matter, unless we get rid of the filibuster,” he said. “If the filibuster is still in Mitch McConnell’s hand come 2021, all hope is sort of down the tubes to be able to do real significant reform.”

Inslee travels to Iowa on Friday to visit community members who have been affected by recent flooding, according to his campaign.

Amy Klobuchar (D)

After announcing earlier this week that her campaign committee, Amy for America, raked in $5.2 million in the seven weeks after the launch of her campaign, Klobuchar stopped at a union conference in Washington to deliver a pitch to voters.

Politico reported that the Minnesota senator spoke about her grandfather saving money in a coffee can to send her father to college and her father’s struggle with alcoholism later in life.

“I saw him sink to the lowest valleys because of his struggles. He got three DWIs, and it was on the third DWI that he finally had to go and get treatment,” she said. “Because of his work, because of people that worked with him … just like people work with you, he was pursued by grace, and his life changed.”

Terry McAuliffe (D)

Former Virginia Gov. Terry McAuliffe, who is still considering a run for the White House, signaled that he is closer to making a final decision. “I have not made my decision yet. I am very close,” he said at the Building Trades Conference in Washington. “If I do decide, I’ll make a decision in a couple of weeks.”

McAuliffe spent most of his speech Wednesday touting his record as governor of Virginia — before underscoring his willingness to take on President Trump.

“I think when you’re looking for your next president, you have to look at the governors because they are CEOs,” he said. “I just want you to remember one thing — of all the candidates running, how many have actually wrestled a 280-pound, 8-foot alligator for a political contribution for $15,000.”

“If I can wrestle an alligator, I can sure as hell wrestle Donald Trump,” he said.

Wayne Messam (D)

After announcing his long-shot bid for president, Messam traveled to both South Carolina and Nevada, before heading to California on Thursday. The Democratic mayor of Miramar, Florida, kicked off a two-day visit in the state with a stop at the University of Southern California’s College Democrats meeting.

Seth Moulton (D)

The Massachusetts Democrat embarked on a tour through the early primary states of New Hampshire, South Carolina, Iowa and, most recently, Nevada.

The former Marine, who is considering a 2020 bid, sought to bill himself as an “outsider” in his pitch to a core group of Nevada voters: veterans.

“I’ve always been an outsider,” Moulton said, according to the Nevada Independent. “I’ve always been willing to take on the Washington establishment. That’s been true in almost everything I’ve done, and I’m someone who doesn’t have a long political history. But I am someone who believes in this country.”

As Moulton inches closer to a decision, Politico reported that he is asking voters if he should run for higher office in digital advertisements running on social media.

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Beto O’Rourke (D)

The presidential hopeful recently told the Texas Tribune that he had a change of heart about a controversial vote he cast in 2016 on offshore drilling.

His campaign spokesperson told the news outlet that his vote to allow federal dollars to fund oil and gas exploration studies in the eastern Gulf was about trying to “get off of our foreign reliance on resources in oil and gas that has caused so much foreign wars and American lives and troops and resources.” But after speaking with voters on the campaign trail, the spokesperson said, O’Rourke “wouldn’t cast the same vote today.”

The former Texas congressman has been crisscrossing early voting states, bringing the style of his unsuccessful 2018 Senate bid against Ted Cruz to the rest of the country. After an 843-mile drive through Iowa, O’Rourke returns to South Carolina on Friday for his second trip since announcing his candidacy, for a three-day drive through Charleston, Clemson, Denmark, Beaufort and other communities.

Tim Ryan (D)

In a pro-worker pitch to a union audience at the Building Trade Conference, the newly announced 2020 candidate anchored his speech to his roots in the Midwest, pushing a populist message to the predominantly blue collar audience.

“The national emergency in the United States today is that the American dream for millions of Americans is on life support,” he began. He also took a swipe at Trump, without mentioning him by name: “Put the phone down, let’s get to work.”

But the native Ohioan then turned his criticism inward, to his own party, suggesting that Democrats don’t need a “savior” but someone who can “grind it.” He also added that the party should “not be so hostile to the free enterprise system, not be hostile to business.”

Bernie Sanders (D)

All eyes were on the two-time White House hopeful’s tax returns this week. Sanders, a millionaire, told The New York Times he would release 10 years of tax returns by April 15. He refused to do so in 2016, which brought comparisons to President Trump.

Sanders also introduced a signature piece of legislation Wednesday: the Medicare for All Act. The bill, which he has introduced several times in the past decade, is far more sweeping than previous versions; it would provide government-run, Medicare-style health insurance for all Americans.

“Health care is a human right not a privilege,” Sanders said. “Together, we are going to end the international embarrassment of the United States of America — our great country being the only major nation on earth not to guarantee health care to all as a right. That is going to end.”

Earlier this month, Sanders reported that his first-quarter fundraising numbers show that he pulled in an impressive $18.2 million. Sanders heads to several Midwest battleground states this weekend, holding rallies in Wisconsin, Michigan and Pennsylvania.

Howard Schultz (I)

The former Starbucks CEO, who has not formally entered the race, stopped in Johnson County, Kansas, this week to pitch running as an independent to voters.

Schultz said he plans to make a decision over the summer on running, according to the Kansas City Star. During his trip through Kansas, before continuing on to Arizona and Utah, he told a crowd at a local community college that “the extreme ideology of the Republicans and the extreme ideology of the Democrats do not represent the vast majority of Americans who are at the center of this country, and we have to unleash them.”

Eric Swalwell (D)

The U.S. House member from California officially announced his candidacy on Monday on “The Late Show with Stephen Colbert.”

“It’s official,” Swalwell said. “Boy, did it feel good to say that.”

Swalwell also unveiled that gun control and student loan debt will be the centerpiece of his 2020 agenda on ABC’s “Good Morning America” on Tuesday.

“I’m telling folks, keep your rifles, keep your shotguns, keep your pistols, we just want the most dangerous weapons out of the hands of the most dangerous people,” Swalwell said. “Most gun owners believe that.”

At his first event as a presidential candidate, Swalwell visited Broward County — the site of the mass shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School that killed 17 students and teachers. “Throughout this campaign, there will be other issues that I talk about — health care, education and climate change,” he said. “But my pledge to you tonight is that this issue comes first.”

Elizabeth Warren (D)

Warren announced a $6 million fundraising haul in the first quarter from 135,000 donors. The average donation was $28.

While the Massachusetts senator bested two of her colleagues in the Senate — outraising both Klobuchar and Booker by $1 million — she still fell short of others like Sanders and Harris.

The announcement came on the heels of Warren releasing her 2018 federal tax returns, which revealed that she and her husband together made nearly $850,000 and paid about $231,000 in federal taxes after deductions on that income.

“I’ve put out 11 years of my tax returns because no one should ever have to guess who their elected officials are working for. Doing this should be law,” Warren said in a statement.

Andrew Yang (D)

Yang told ABC News’s George Stephanopoulos on “This Week” that his cornerstone universal basic income proposal — which would provide every U.S. adult with a $1,000 guaranteed monthly income — will prepare the U.S. economy for the 21st century.

“We have to solve the problems that got Donald Trump elected in 2016,” Yang said. “And to me, the main driver of his victory was that we automated away 4 million manufacturing jobs in Michigan, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Wisconsin, the swing states he needed to win.”

Yang said he’s running to prepare the country for a future in which new technologies could cause a third of the nation’s jobs to disappear.