Daily Archives: June 23, 2011

New York State: On the verge of doing good or something else by Ken Thibado

My oldies are my father’s oldies, just sung by Urge Overkill instead of Neil Diamond. It’s history repeating a history of a history.

And just like they couldn’t scrub Silkwood clean, we stare down Fukushima pondering oil-spill-sized cover-ups. Doomed to repeat? …or, perhaps life has constants; not all of them inspirational.

We can’t sue WalMart nice, and the Supreme Court says we can’t sue them bankrupt either. Were lawyers ever the answer? (Only when they’re on “our” side.)

We fight for Post Offices and Healthcare, then bemoan the size of government. Picking tomorrow’s position is made harder and harder the more we know about today.

So it’s nice when life provides a slam dunk.

A human rights issue can be corrected right now. Ended. A new future; a new start.

The State of New York can legalize gay marriage, which is to say they will stay the Hell out of what constitutes love and union; leaving that task to sources who pride themselves on exclusionary tactics and injustice.

As this is being written on Wednesday, June 22, at 6 p.m. (Eastern-Standard, the only true standard) there isn’t a vote scheduled on the matter yet. The legislative session ends Monday.

Doing the right thing is as easy as finding a good song and making an even better version of it. The words are already there.

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A Column of News & Comment by Sen. James L. Seward

Ethics bill brings needed reform in overseeing elected officials

A Column of News & Comment Plenty of major issues have been the subject of debate in the closing days of the 2011 legislative session.

Some matters require a great deal of negotiating and undergo a number of changes and amendments before finally coming to the senate floor for a vote.

This was not the case, however, with the Public Integrity Reform Act.

A bi-partisan agreement on the critical legislation was reached with relative ease and I was more than pleased to vote in favor of the comprehensive bill.

Better known as ethics reform, the Public Integrity Reform Act of 2011 significantly expands disclosure of outside employment and income of all legislators and makes the information available to the public.

It creates unprecedented transparency and creates an independent, bipartisan commission on public ethics with strong enforcement powers to investigate violations of law by members of the executive and legislative branches-as well as oversee lobbyists with newly expanded disclosure rules.

The bill could also result in stripping convicted violators of their pensions if they betray the public’s trust.

The powerful legislation is far-reaching and encompasses a number of long sought reforms.

• Greater financial disclosure. Financial disclosure statements filed with the new Joint Commission on Public Ethics from elected officials will now be posted on the internet and the practice of redacting the monetary values and amounts reported by the filer will end.

The act also includes greater and more precise disclosure of financial information.

It does so by expanding the categories of value used and requires disclosure of an elected official’s outside clients and customers doing business with, receiving grants or contracts from, seeking legislation or resolutions from, or involved in cases or proceedings before the state as well as such clients who meet the above criteria brought to the firm by the public official.

• Increased access to information about individuals appearing before the state.

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Friends and colleagues honor retiring Town of Webb teacher, Don Allen

Town of Webb English teacher Don Allen was honored by over 100 friends and past and present colleagues at a retirement party at the Old Mill Restaurant on Friday, June 17.

Don, of Remsen, has taught at the Town of Webb School for the past 38 years.

He became boys varsity coach in the mid-70’s and with 350 wins, is one of the winningest coaches in New York State history.

During the party tributes were given by fellow instructors Mike Cunningham, Kirsten Down, Dave Leach and Tim Leach.

Don was hired by Jack Leach, Dave’s father and Tim’s grandfather, who was Town of Webb School Principal at the time.

“Don has been a great teacher, a great friend, and a great role model,” said Tim Leach in his closing remarks.

Don, whose favorite pastime is bicycling, was presented with a new road bike by his fellow teaching staff as a retirement gift.

 

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Growing up Adirondack by Mitch Lee

Making a name for yourself while gathering buttercups

We were nearing the end of June and I wasn’t sure if I was looking more forward to the end of the school year or bug season.

Both were getting in the way of my enjoyment of the sunny pre-summer afternoons.

On one particular afternoon, my sister Erin and I were captivated by the millions of Buttercups growing in the shoulder of the road near our Limekiln Lake house.

No sooner did our feet hit the driveway in exiting the school bus did we shed our windbreakers, drop our books, and head for the lush green woods.

When I suggested that we pluck some Buttercups, Erin said, “We should see how many we can pick.”

We would need something to put the flowers in, so I rummaged through the garage and found two old Cool Whip containers.

It was just a short stroll to the area blanketed by the small yellow flowers.

One by one, Erin carefully plucked each tiny blossom.

However I grabbed them by the hand-full leaving little or no stem.

I had half-filled my container when I spied a large toad sunning himself in the sandy soil.

I gave him a poke with my finger, but he just readjusted himself and slowly turned his back on me.

No matter how hard I tried I could not get him to hop.

I figured he must have been too full to move after a day of eating bugs.

I went back to picking as Erin announced she had enough for a nice bouquet and was going back to the house.

I began counting the flowers I had collected, losing track after 400. My new goal was to simply fill the container.

After a half-hour it was heaping with miniature yellow beauties so I decided to go back home.

As I walked back down the road I tried to balance the posey-filled container on my head.

Though I made careful steps it toppled over and the contents spilled on the driveway.

The little yellow petals looked so cool that I sat down and spelled out my name with them.

I finished off the work of art by making a giant swirl border around my name.

I stepped back and admired my handiwork.

And I wondered how long it would take the wind and rain to wash away my Buttercup masterpiece.

Mitch Lee, Adirondack native & storyteller,

lives at Big Moose Lake.ltmitch3rdny@aol.com

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Just Call me Mrs. Lucky by Jan from Woodgate

It’s ELECTRIC!!!!

Lulled by the siren song of modern convenience Surprise! That’s the word Lucky used when he arrived home after a solo trip to Utica.

Big huge boxes were crammed into the trunk of his car and by golly it was Christmas in June here in Woodgate.

His sensitive side was clearly exposed, proving that he actually does listen when I (rarely) voice concerns/complaints.

Box #1 contained my very own, very compact, chainsaw.

I’ve never been allowed to use his boy chainsaws for obvious reasons, the first and foremost being safety.

Before My Condition was diagnosed and treated, I tended to be a tad bit spastic and therefore banned from even touching his stuff.

And of course, the biggest challenge of all-trying to start each and any piece of equipment which is all “Rocky rigged” and takes an Act of Congress at the very least to get the stupid thing going.

Whoever designed the pull cord idea hates women and wants us all to fail.

‘Lo and behold-ELECTRIC START!!! That’s right gals, battery charged, push a button, and hear it roar!!

I have proudly earned my chainsaw wings and can safely saw through mini trees and twigs in a split second.

Box #2 concealed another little gem-again my very own. A girl friendly weed whacker!!

Oh the agony of trying to hang on to that extremely unfriendly machine of his that, again, I couldn’t start.

Behold the ELECTRIC START feature on this baby-light, happy, easy to use. Thank you Honey!!!

Box #3 was the biggie. Finally, at last, my own push mower.

This one’s a far cry from last year’s purchase, which was a good-old-fashioned reel push mower.

No motor, no pull cord, just me and gravity having a swell time of it taking down the grass.

Well those days are over now cuz this brand new shiny rig is not only ELECTRIC START-able, but she’s self-propelled as well.

I can chase that baby all around the homestead now, mowing like a champ on steroids. God you should see me go-Batgirl would be proud to be my friend.

So how grateful am I? Well let’s just say this-he’s one clever dude. I couldn’t help but notice this past weekend, which was devoted entirely to yard chores, that he has totally eliminated his own participation in any standing activities.

He shoots me a cute little thumbs up as I’m pushing, cutting, and whacking, while HE cruises on by in one of his bazillion tractors.

Only one of us was sweating and I’m sure you can guess which one it was.

What a guy, right? I know you gals out there may have been quite envious at the beginning of this little rant, but, like me, you must be aware by now-I’VE BEEN DUPED!!

What have we learned?

Christmas is in December and any “gift” purchased throughout the year is a big fat fake, and don’t ever, ever fall for this scam.

You’re welcome.

 

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Chris Mueller seeking charter members for new scuba diving club

Chris Mueller, a certified Scuba Diver, is spending the summer at the Eighth Lake Campground and he is hoping to interest other divers in the area to join a scuba diving club to explore the lakes and ponds of the Fulton Chain.

According to Mueller, he would also be able to perform light salvage operations, such as retrieving a motor from a boat.

“Any of the lakes of the Fulton Chain are definitely open for diving and light salvage operations,” Mueller said.

He said that Eighth Lake would definitely be one of the diving destinations for the club due to its 60 to 70 foot depth.

He said he would also like to get back to Bug Lake, outside of the Eighth Lake Campground.

“It is trail access only, but it’s an easy trail and you can cart equipment on it easily,” he said.

Mueller, who has been diving for15 years, earned his Advanced Scuba Diving Certification when he worked for a scuba diving shop in Salt Lake City as a marketing and tour director.

He lives in Port Leyden during the winter months.

Anyone interested in joining the Eighth Lake Divers can call him at (315) 348-5095.

 

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Gary Lee’s Daybreak to Twilight

Bull Moose sighting makes for one memorable outdoor experience It was a fairly sunny week with a few showers thrown in for good measure. We hit some coming home from Utica last Friday night.

It would rain for a couple of miles as hard as it could, then there would be dry road for a couple miles, then rain again.

The sun was just low enough and there were several rainbows, one right in the Moose River at the McKeever Bridge.

People were lining Main Street in Old Forge for the Classic Car Parade when we came through town. I don’t know if they got it in before the rains came.

It’s been an exciting week out in the wild woods with babies popping out everywhere and Orchids blooming-with more to come. That’s the way it is during spring time, you just don’t have enough hours in the day to catch it all.

The trees and shrubbery are putting out an over-abundance of leaves and flowers with all this rain and warm weather to feed them.

If all the blackberries and blueberries become fruit you may become sick of eating pies by the end of summer. But then again, maybe not.

The large Yellow Swallow-tailed Butterflies have been around by the hundreds and feeding on all the flowering trees and flowers.

I’ve had lots of reports of Snapping Turtles laying eggs in different places around the area. The eggs will hatch in 60 days. The Painted Turtles on the other hand are laid now and don’t hatch until next spring.

Soon after laying their eggs the Snapping Turtles are ready to breed for next year’s eggs. The females, with their heads above water, make a lot of grunting sounds to attract males. Breeding is a pretty rough ride for both parties.

I’ve had a lot of people ask about the purple boxes that are hanging in trees around the area. These are traps to catch Emerald Ash Borers to see if they have moved into our area. I haven’t heard if they have found any yet.

The beetles are from firewood that is brought into the area by people who are camping. It is illegal to move firewood over fifty miles from its origin.

I had several calls on Pitcher Plant flowers which seem to be everywhere close to bog mats of any kind.

At Ferd’s Bog there are thousands of blooms spread across the large bog to the right of the boardwalk.

Some have lost their sepals and their upright flower looks like a clock face. I saw some butterflies pollinating them the other day. I had never seen that before.

The flower looks like an upside down red globe on a foot-tall stem. The plants’ cupped leaves underneath the blooms are the bug catchers which feed the plant so it can survive.

If you look close on the bog mat you will also see little Sundew plants. They eat bugs too, and in a month or so they will put up a stem with tiny white flowers.

Most of the orchids are blooming right on schedule. I saw some small Purple Fringed Orchids the other day that had been washed over with the heavy rains. They probably won’t have flowers.

The Showy Ladyslippers in the bog at Remsen are doing well with a few yet to open up. The White Bog Orchids all seemed to be open when we were there today (6/19).

A few Grass Pinks have opened up with many more to come. The Rose Pegonias haven’t opened yet but will sometime this week. The ones we saw in Ferd’s Bog Friday were still sticking their heads straight up so they have a couple more weeks to go before they open.

My biggest treat of the week came while I was doing a Boreal Bird Survey for the Wildlife Conservation Society last Thursday morning in the Moose River Plains Area.

The mosquitoes were just about carrying me down the trail and I wasn’t hearing very many birds.

A little before 7 a.m. I walked out to the edge of Helldiver Pond for my second listening spot. The water was dead calm but some waves were coming from the far edge of the pond.

And there standing in the water and eating was a big Bull Moose.

I forgot about the birds for a half hour. I got my canoe and camera and had one of the neatest natural experiences of my life-and I’ve had a lot.

He let me get pretty close as he just kept sticking his head underwater eating the pond lilies.

I kept shooting while keeping the sun in his face. I could see his big brown eyes watching me as he ate but I just kept snapping. I wasn’t there for more than ten minutes before I backed off.

The moose got out of the pond but was back in the water before I got to shore. When I finished my survey around 9 a.m., I went back and he was still eating in the pond.

Another party camping in the area saw a cow and calf Moose walk across the Moose River Bridge that same morning. Neat!

Give the Loons some space, but that’s another story. See ya.

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