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    Saturday
    Oct312009

    A Halloween Story

    I had something else I wanted to post today, but I’ll do it tomorrow or Monday. In the meantime, this is a story I first wrote in 2006. Because it’s Halloween, I’m republishing it - with several modifications. Please don’t be frightened.

    The Night I Screamed On Halloween


    A few years ago, I told my mother about the scariest Halloween moment in my life. She questioned whether she would have let me venture out on my own at the tender age of 6. I was with a friend from the neighborhood and we were in the same class at school, so I wasn’t really alone. I told her, sure, why not? Times were different then. We left our windows open at night. During hot summer months, most houses were without air conditioning and the only thing that separated us from the rest of the world was a screen door. Crime wasn’t something that was ever present in our minds. It was a different time…

    It was a chilly autumn night, so, so many years ago. It was my first foray out with a friend on Halloween. No moms allowed! I was a man this night, or so I thought. Harold and I went out to make the rounds just as darkness fell. There were lots of kids in all sorts of costumes milling about, stopping at most of the homes in the close knit community. Some were decorated and they seemed like the most inviting - the ones that would give out the best candy! I remember the flickering of candlelit pumpkins with each eerie twist and turn throughout the neighborhood. Skeletons hung from trees and porches, swaying in the gentle breeze. We talked of ghosts and goblins and tried to stay away from dark alleys and back yards. No way! Oh yeah, and houses with their lights off, too, because that meant they were going to grab us and take us to the basement where we’d never be seen again. Maybe, it really just meant they weren’t home, but we weren’t going to take any chances.

    I had a big brown paper shopping bag to stuff all that tooth rotting goodness in. There were no paper or plastic options at the grocery store back then. These were the days of old when the milkman left glass bottles at our doorsteps and on freezing winter morns, the cream would expand and push the cardboard cap up and out a few inches. Brrr. Rabbit ears were the best way to watch our round screen black & white TVs.

    Harold wanted to finish the night at his house. “OK,” I said, “we started at mine, we can stop at yours.”

    I had never been to his place before. He lived about 6 or 7 houses up and on the other side of the street. When you’re six years old, that’s pretty far away and I wasn’t too crazy about being almost out of sight of my own place. We must have visited all kinds of critters, I mean people, while working our way to his house. I was slowly approaching unmarked territory. At night, too. In the dark. Halloween night! I was getting nervous. OK, this is far enough.

    “I think it’s getting late. I’m getting tired,” I said. We’d been out long enough and had plenty of goodies to last a long time. We probably had bewitching hours, anyway. It was probably a school night.

    “OK. Let’s go to my place,” Harold said.

    “I’m ready!” Besides, I was getting bored.

    Everywhere I went, everyone made me take off my mask. “Oh, you’re Sam & Dottie’s boy.”

    When we got to his house, we walked up the sidewalk and scaled the stairs to his front porch. The porch light was off and it was downright spooky. I sensed evil lurking about. We knocked and suddenly the door opened.

    “TRICK OR TREAT!” We screamed in unison.

    “I want to see a trick!” his father quickly replied. A trick? I didn’t know what he was talking about. Saying trick or treat meant I was going to get candy. That’s all. What was this trick thing all about?

    “When you say trick or treat, I can ask you to do a trick first. Then I give you a treat. Do you have a trick?”

    Harold and I gave each other a puzzled look and said, “Huh? Nooooo?!”

    “Well, then, I have a trick for you,” and just like that, his top teeth popped out and back into his mouth in an instant. I froze dead in my tracks and just stared up at him. Then he did it again. Those teeth popped out of his face and dangled for a second and then zipped right back inside his mouth.

    I let out a blood curdling scream that woke the dead at the cemetery down the street. Today, neighbors would call 911 after hearing the panic in my voice. I turned to run, when all of a sudden, Harold’s mom suddenly appeared from behind his father and quickly came out the door to comfort me. Whatever his name was, she sure did scold him. Then, she turned to me…

    “He shouldn’t have done that.” The guy was rolling on the floor with laughter. Harold didn’t know what to do. “Sometimes when people’s teeth go bad, the dentist has to pull them out. Then, he gives you new ones to chew your food and have a nice smile. They come out and you put them back in. They’re not real. Lots of people have them,” She turned to him. “Apologize right now!”

    I don’t remember if he said anything or not. He was still laughing. I was pretty rattled and couldn’t stop shaking in my boots. She said she would walk me home. I was not about ready to venture out of that neighborhood by myself. When we got back to my place, she explained to my mother what a horror filled trauma I had just gone through. I sensed a snicker or two and I’m not talking about the candy variety.

    “Mom? Can I sleep with the light on tonight?” I asked. “I’m never going back to that house again,” and I never did. “Mom, would you lock the front door, just in case?” For the longest time, I wouldn’t even look at that place and I sure was glad when we moved.

    I never saw Harold’s dad again. We never discussed it in school, either. When I was old enough to understand, I wondered how the father of a six year old boy could have lost his teeth so young.

    Maybe, he ate too much Halloween candy.

    Thursday
    Oct292009

    Elizabeth Olten's killer identified

    UPDATE 11/18/09

    By News Tribune and Associated Press

    15-year-old Alyssa Bustamante has been certified to stand trial as an adult in the homicide of Elizabeth Olten.

    Cole County Circuit Judge Jon Beetem ruled this morning that the crime was serious and vicious and the state had no adequate facilities or services to treat the teenage suspect if she were to remain in the juvenile court system.

    The girl was identified in court by her juvenile defense attorney only as Alyssa. She was immediately arrested on an adult charge of first-degree murder following the judge’s ruling.

     

    “If I had a child, I would want the community to be there to support me.”

    People of all ages came out to honor the memory of 9-year-old Elizabeth Olten of St. Martins, Missouri, on Wednesday afternoon. If they didn’t attend the service at Concord Baptist Church, they stood along Horner Road near the entrance to Hawthorne Memorial Gardens, where she was laid to rest.

    Meanwhile, an as yet unidentified 15-year-old neighbor girl sits in jail, charged with her murder. Her attorney, Kurt Valentine, said Elizabeth’s death has put Jefferson City in turmoil. “In the local high school, friends of both sides have been getting into arguments and had fights over this case,” he said. Quite clearly, a lot of people seem to know the girl’s identity.

    She was arrested last Friday after leading authorities to Elizabeth’s body, police said. Hundreds of people had searched the area last week after she disappeared. The Cole County Sheriff’s Department said she was well concealed in heavy woods and foliage.

    On Tuesday, I received an e-mail that proffered information and a trail for me to follow. As an inquisitive sort of guy, I did just that. What I found was the name of the girl who now sits behind bars and a photograph of her from an Internet social site called SingSnap that bills itself as “the biggest, baddest and best singing community in the world.”

    If you Google SingSnap, it says that it’s “a free online karaoke community where you can sing and record from a large variety of karaoke songs and comment on other karaoke enthusiast’s” material.

    Of course, that led me to her profile by searching for her screen name. She has been a SingSnap member since October 22 of 2007 and she’s made a total of 8 recordings. The profile includes her name.

    This placed me in a perplexing situation. Should I reveal her name or not? In a unanimous 1979 decision, the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that the First Amendment protects the rights of journalists to use the names of minors in stories deemed newsworthy as long as the information is lawfully obtained and reported truthfully. In the case of Smith v. Daily Mail, the court struck down a West Virginia law that had been previously used to prosecute two newspapers from the state that printed the name of a 14-year old junior high school student who allegedly shot and killed a 15-year old classmate.

    OK, I guess that protects me - sort of - but I just received an e-mail from a concerned reader who cautioned, “Nancy Grace has her picture and her name also and she stated she is not allowed to disclose any of it by law until she goes to court and is deemed to stand trail as an ADULT. You can be in some serious trouble over this, why would you want to put yourself in that situation for a ‘story’ on a blog?”

    Because of these mixed signals, I was not going to reveal her name, but news is now leaking, so I will compromise. I will give you her SnipSnap screen name, along with other social sites she belongs to. Here, I’ll tell you her first name is Alyssa. If you are interested, look for yourself.

    A month ago, Alyssa wrote a tweet on her Twitter account. A tweet is a post or status update on the microblogging service. She goes by the namealyssadailene. This was the entry dated September 28: “this is all i want in life; a reason for all this pain.”

    On September 9, she wrote, “encompass’d with a thousand dangers; weary, faint, tremblinng with a thousand terrors; i in a fleshly tomb, am buried above grounnd. - william cowper”

    She also has private Facebook and Myspace accounts. On Facebook, her name is, well, her real name. On Myspace, she goes by alyssaheartsyou<3.

    Several bits and pieces of information, whether factual or not, have surfaced online and in rumor mills. In one text, an alleged friend wrote, “She told my friend that she wanted to commit a murder to see if she could get away with it”and, “She told this to many kids at her school”.

    The messages continued…

    it was her sisters best friend

    she killed her little sisters best friend

    Word also leaked that she had not only planned it, she dug the grave the week before. All names have been removed.

    can you see this

    im here saddened ..

    ok

    yes I can see the chat, but not NG

    I have this information only cus I have actually talked to the murderer online sitting at my ex gfs house

    shes on Singsnap as Wolf_Heart

    there is a picture of her there too

    She planned the murder

    my friend Jennifer told me all of it this afternoon

    she lives there

    her boyfriend helped her bury the body

    she told someone she did it for fun

    shes a monster

    no not really

    parents are ?

    Allysas mom is a drug abuser

    She lives with her grandmother

    She should get the chair

    that grandmother must be beyond herself with emotions too

    imagine her little sister

    oh absolutely

    it was Allysas little sisters best friend

    that grandmother must be beyond herself with emotions too

    imagine her little sister

    oh absolutely

    it was Allysas little sisters best friend

    It was a murder plain and simple

    she killed her to see if she could get away with it

    I’ve sent you a private message.

    Oh BS….. 15 yr olds know right from wrong !!!…..they can’t get away with saying a 15 yr old is not compitent to stand trial !!

    she slit the girls neck and wrists according to my source

    When I called the Cole County Sheriff’s Department yesterday, I was told that the deputy in charge is Colin Murdick. He was in a meeting and chose not to talk to me. Instead, I was instructed to e-mail him the information I had received, which I did, minus the sender’s address. I wrote a nice letter explaining to him that I, in no way, wanted to hinder the investigation by revealing anything still left unpublished. Here was his entire response:

    No comment

    Rather terse. Anyway, please feel free to look around for more information. In the meantime, this is a picture of the alleged suspect from SingSnap. I covered her eyes. Remember, whoever committed this heinous crime has not been officially named yet. The girl behind bars will remain there until November 18, when a judge will decide whether to charge her as an adult or not. Until then, she is still a minor and only a suspect.

    Alyssa Bustamante_NoID


    JUDGE OPENS ADULT CERTIFICATION HEARING TO PUBLIC


    Alyssa Bustamante video:

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    Thursday
    Oct292009

    Hobbies: killing people, cutting

    Or so it says on OkamiKage’s YouTube Channel

    The video below was taken down. Try HERE instead.

    Last signed in: 1 year ago

    [vodpod id=Groupvideo.3778491&w=425&h=350&fv=%26rel%3D0%26border%3D0%26]

    Commentary

    I learned how to use a gun when I was a child. One time, my father took me out squirrel hunting. I was the spotter. Look, I said, as I pointed up a tree. My father took aim and squeezed the trigger. Pow, just like that, the squirrel fell off its perch and down to the ground. I walked over to it. It was writhing in pain and I watched intently until it took its final breath. That experience really impacted me tremendously. I couldn’t have been more than 10 years old, if that, but I never wanted to see an animal die again. Because of my reaction, my father never hunted again, either. To this day, I have never owned a gun or weapon of any kind and I never will. I don’t mind skeet shooting or target practice, but I have no desire to watch anything die by the hands of another.

    Even at that age, I knew the difference between life and death. I still can’t figure out why I am not a vegetarian.


     

    Wednesday
    Oct282009

    Casey Book

    Let me introduce myself. I am a blogger. I began my blogging odyssey in October of 2004 with a simple little post titled, “A Start.” All the body copy said was “Open to the public,” and Marinade Dave was born. Why Marinade Dave, you might wonder? Because my initial desire was to write about marinades, food and recipes. Of course, as  my horizons grew, so did my desire to write about other things. A lot of my writing touched on personal experiences of mine. Occasionally, I wrote about politics and when I found out I was a type 2 diabetic with no health insurance, I wrote about that, with the goal of helping others understand the disease and to point them in the right direction for treatment and where to go if, just like me, they had no insurance.

    I would say, as a person, Casey Anthony is highly artificial, manipulative,egocentric and narcissistic. Her behavior cannot be explained solely or partially on the basis of intimidation or mental abuse by her mother or father.
    Despite her ability to present herself relatively well, there is a moral vacuity and absence of empathy for her daughter which suggest tendencies toward psychosis.

    I would say, as a person, Casey Anthony is highly artificial, manipulative,egocentric and narcissistic. Her behavior cannot be explained solely or partially on the basis of intimidation or mental abuse by her mother or father.Despite her ability to present herself relatively well, there is a moral vacuity and absence of empathy for her daughter which suggest tendencies toward psychosis.

    Tuesday
    Oct272009

    They could never ask for a better judge

    For anyone who thinks I am buttering up to the judge, guess again. We’ve already met and I doubt if we will do so again, unless I have an opportunity to attend part of the murder trial next year. Even so, I will be there as an observer and I seriously doubt he would hold me in contempt for anything or need to reintroduce himself.

    judge-stan-stricklandPhoto courtesy of Orlando Sentinel

    After my experience in the courtroom at Casey’s last hearing, I read several comments elsewhere that questioned Circuit Court Judge Stan Strickland’s wisdom because he acknowledged reading my blog. I’m sure he reads many others, including forums. He may have recognized me because my face is plastered at the top, in the banner. Easily, he could have told me I look better in my picture than I do in real life and I’m sure he would be right, but I firmly believe he is fair and extremely discreet, and I’m convinced he wouldn’t agree with what a lot of people continue to say about the entire case. Yes, at times that would include me, I’m sure. I wonder what he thinks about breaking news reports of signed book contracts that prove later to be unfounded? Does he pay close attention to the frenzy of the screaming crowds and how they may fuel the defense motions for changes of venue?

    It saddens me to read any negative comments about him anywhere, because he can’t just stick his head in the ground until this case is over. He shouldn’t stop reading the Orlando Sentinel or watching the nightly news. He can’t just sequester himself and close his eyes and ears. Please give him the benefit of the doubt. After all, he didn’t achieve this stature by basing guilt or innocence on nothing more than other people’s opinions. In many cases, very skewed opinions. That’s why he’s the real judge and we are not. I do not believe for one second that by perusing Web sites pertaining to this case, it would have any bearing on him regarding how he renders a decision. If anything, it would enlighten him to the madness of it all.

    Upon watching him in the courtroom, I found his candor to be quite refreshing and I welcomed his open-mindedness. I saw live how sharp and focused he remains at all times. He is very well-mannered, well-informed, highly intelligent and because of his personality, humble to boot. Later, when I returned from the courthouse and read around the Internet, I found it rather peculiar that some would judge the judge and deem his qualities questionable at all for requesting to meet me, as if he must recuse himself from this case for keeping up with current affairs, including blogs and forums about all of the Anthonys and Casey’s defense lawyers.

    I wonder what makes those who scrutinize Judge Strickland qualified to make broad assumptions about his reasoning and character. Why have some moved on from judging Casey to judging the judge? My, my, what narcissists some can be.

    Recently, I was discussing this case with an attorney I know. I wrote about it in a comment on a post written prior to attending court, but it’s well worth repeating today. I asked her (the attorney) why, since Judge Strickland was moved fromcriminal to civil court in early 2009, was he hearing this criminal case? I knew then that judges are routinely moved from court to court to court and it has nothing to do with any issues pertaining to reputation or anything, unless it’s obvious. She told me that judges can take cases with them when they are moved elsewhere. She emphasized that Judge Strickland is an incredible judge and he is highly regarded, well liked and well-respected by his peers, which includes not only judges but all practicing attorneys in this entire area we call Central Florida. She added that his reasoning for taking this case with him had nothing to do with ego. Quite the contrary. It was all about not wanting to burden any other judge with this ever-expanding mess. He wouldn’t wish this on anyone.

    What she told me spoke volumes about the man, his integrity, and his fairness. In the end, whatever he reads, sees and hears about this case - the stories and theories that plague the news and Internet on a daily basis - he completely understands how to judge it all, and the bottom line comes down to two things and two things only: Justice for Caylee - and no matter what anyone else thinks -Justice for Casey.

    See also: Ninth Circuit Court

    In August of 2008, the Central Florida Association of Criminal Defense Lawyers published its annual Judicial Poll findings. In the Public Comments of Ninth Judicial Circuit Court Judges in Orange County, here are some of the results of what criminal defense lawyers had to say about Circuit Court Judge Stan Strickland:

    • Hard working, knowledgeable, superb judicial demeanor – the epitome of how a judge should act!

    • Smart, pleasant, efficient. Judge who definitely knows the law although he does not necessarily always follow it.

    • Judge Strickland is a fine judge with a good temperament.

    • No matter which side he rules in favor of, he always seems to make the correct, legal and wise decision.

    Thank you, Maura

     

    Friday
    Oct232009

    Orlando Sentinel poll: Given the national media coverage, can Casey Anthony get a fair trial?

    As I have highlighted in the past, the Orlando Sentinel has a weekly poll that asks questions pertinent to current affairs. I only write about those that pertain to the Casey Anthony case. The questions are posed every Friday and the results are published in the following Friday’s edition, in print and online.

    Here are last week’s questions and the results. I will only include the opinions from the Anthony poll. Remember that anyone from anywhere may respond.

    Will Congress pass an unacceptable health-care-reform by year’s end?

    YES: 38.1%

    NO: 61.9%

    Should children who commit heinous crimes be tried as adults?

    YES: 73.1%

    NO: 26.9%

    Given the national media coverage, can Casey Anthony get a fair trial?

    YES: 55.1%

    NO:  44.9%

    Here are some of the opinions from readers:

    Jurors take their duties seriously

    Casey Anthony can get a fair trial. My past experience as a litigation attorney has shown me that jurors take their civic duty very seriously, and consider the evidence presented in the courtroom very carefully before reaching a verdict.

    More importantly, why does the Orlando Sentinelcontinue to give space to Casey Anthony and the rest of her dysfunctional family? Nobody cares about these people anymore, and I’m getting tired of the media beating a dead horse month after month. It’s time for the vultures to pick a new carcass to fly over, and let the chips fall where they may at Casey’s trial.

    Joy Stricker Longwood

    The court of public opinion

    Maybe down in Immokalee … but not locally. I have never witnessed an untried criminal case where so much of the case evidence has been released to the media for [public] scrutiny.

    Support her or condemn her, Casey Anthony just [marked] her first year behind bars on nothing more than a very weak case by the prosecution and, in my opinion, a rather poor legal-defense counsel. This case is being tried in the open court of public opinion. …

    nailman (from the Web)

    Media want ratings and advertisers

    If she can’t, all the media can do is blame themselves. In their quest for ratings and sales, they have swarmed the Anthony case like flies on a fresh cow patty. Given the media’s recent history, I have to wonder if they even bothered to check the facts of the stories they have reported on the case before broadcasting and printing them.

    Sadly, the people most likely to give Casey Anthony a fair trial would never be in a jury pool. They can provide good enough reasons or excuses to get out of jury duty.

    mikep-ovi (from the Web)

    Did Caylee get a fair trial?

    I don’t look at this sordid case through the eyes of a liberal lawyer, fretting and losing sleep over whether Casey Anthony can get a fair trial. I instead ask: “Did little Caylee Anthony get a fair trial?”

    [We] become increasingly sick at our stomachs when we continue to read stories fretting and fussing over the rights of the perpetrators and [there is] no mention at all of how their victims must have lived their final hours. …

    mycatchoco (from the Web)

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    Friday
    Oct232009

    George & Cindy offered $25,000

    According to the Orlando Sentinel, a syndicated radio shock jock recently offered Casey Anthony’s parents a $25,000 payment to appear on his show for an hour.

    Bubba the Love Sponge, whose show broadcasts live in several cities, including Orlando, offered the money to George and Cindy on the air on his show earlier this week.

    The Anthony’s attorney, Brad Conway,  said the radio personality has not contacted him. He became aware of the offer after being contacted by theOrlando Sentinel.

    “My clients are not selling interviews to people,” Conway said.

    Thursday
    Oct222009

    Elizabeth Olten from Cole County, Missouri

    Update: Elizabeth Olten body found

    Mixologist74 brought this to my attention. Please go to her site and read her post about Elizabeth Olten.

    There is an update to this story, unfortunately, with a bad outcome. They found her body today.

    http://www.connectmidmissouri.com/news/story.aspx?id=366189


    Elizabeth Olten1

    Elizabeth Olten2

    Monday
    Oct192009

    "It was my honor, your pleasure..."

    For those of you waiting for an important breaking story, I showed that in the video of Joy Wray with her statements about searching the exact location and not finding Caylee where her remains were later found. Because I wanted you to see and hear it, I got the video up as soon as I could. For sure, the interview showed why WESH television journalist and reporter Bob Kealing is the best in central Florida.

    There are no revelations in this post. It is just about my experience and observations in the courtroom. There are reasons why I did not put this post up right away, too. Other than for my own personal reasons, I am not really one to grandstand. Most people know by now that Judge Stan Strickland called me up to talk after the hearing ended. Yes, I was the guy in the second row he asked for. What the judge and I discussed was not “breaking news” and, therefore, not something that needed to be released immediately after the event. Sorry, but it was never my intent to rush home and turn my blog into an outlet to publicize myself. I was not seeking my fifteen minutes of fame as some have suggested. I needed to wait until things settled down. What transpired at the end of the hearing was something I will remember for the rest of my life. I am not one to sensationalize. I do not love to blow my own horn. Not too loudly, anyway.

    No doubt, I try to be independent, but I will always have a soft spot for the whims of a good woman. It’s definitely one of my traits, as anyone who knows me will probably agree. Stubborn, yes, but a softie at heart. At the same time, it’s very important to point out that there are a lot of good - dare I say great - women who frequent this blog and I am often thrust into acquiescing to some of their strongest wishes or suffer in the ensuing quagmire of “reader’s block” and harsh words if I don’t. Fortunately, we all know how to bend and it’s, more or less, just a way to vent and express how passionate we all are about the Anthony case.

    When I mentioned I was going to do my best to go to the latest hearing, I was asked specifically that I not sit on the side of the defense. A lot of folks just don’t like any of the Anthonys. What difference does it make which side of the court I sit on, I wondered? I mean, this wasn’t going to be like a wedding where you tell the usher whether you’re a friend of the bride or groom. Oh, it makes all the difference in the world, I was corrected. Well, I continued, what if I have an opportunity to speak to George or Cindy or anyone else, like Brad Conway? If I am to consider myself a journalist of any kind, shouldn’t I be allowed to write about both sides of a story? I realize we all have bias here, but isn’t it a fact that I have been more than fair and protective of all sides, defense and prosecution? How can I get both sides of a story if I only listen to one? One of the reasons why people come to this blog is because, deep down inside, they are more than fair, too. It’s just tough sometimes, given the evidence we’ve pored over and the fact that emotions do run deep.

    As I drove toward downtown Orlando on Friday morning, I wondered what sort of day I would have. Would I even be able to get into the courtroom?

    When I got to the courthouse, I went through security and walked straight ahead to the information desk. I wanted to make sure the hearing wasn’t moved from 19-B. Good thing I did, because the nice man behind the desk said it was moved to 10-A. As I entered the courtroom, I glanced left and right. The right side was booked solid. I had to make a decision and I wanted to sit down before the judge walked in. The only seat left was right next to Holly Bristow - someone out to get a story. Obviously, the story was more important to her than where she sat, and later, I heard no complaining about her.

    While waiting the long five or so minutes, the courtroom remained silent. There was no friendly banter. I think, like a church, there’s a certain reverence, but instead of God, it’s for the law, courtrooms and judges. It did not stop me from looking around. On the right side, I spotted Bob Kealing in the front row and Kathi Belich a few rows behind him. I sat in the second row on the left, in an aisle seat. Right away, I saw Jose Baez and Andrea Lyon, but where was Casey? Had they not brought her in yet? And where were George and Cindy? I peered around the left side of the person directly in front of me and there was Casey, flanked by her two attorneys. Her neatly combed hair flowed about six inches below her shoulder. Throughout the proceeding, I noticed she would often take her left hand to brush her hair back. Meanwhile, I began to wonder why George and Cindy weren’t there.

    ALL RISE

    Suddenly, a small entourage of people, including Judge Strickland, entered through a door at the front of the courtroom, to my right. He walked along the wall, between a four foot high partition, and took his seat behind the bench. When Casey stood, I noticed she was wearing a green top with a wide black belt. It appeared the belt came with the blouse. As much as I wanted to look at all of these people as celebrities, I couldn’t help but think they were in this courtroom because of one person. As the proceeding began, I still wondered why George and Cindy weren’t there. I did my best to look all around without it being so awkwardly apparent. Finally, there they were, two seats directly to my left. Sandwiched between Holly and the Anthonys was Jim Lichtenstein, a producer for the NBC Today Show. I chatted with him later. Jim was visible in the Bob Kealing video interview with Joy Wray, standing on the left side of the camera view. He had a very friendly demeanor.

    Just as the proceeding began, George and Cindy’s attorney, Brad Conway, entered the courtroom and parked his wheelchair directly to my right. Early into it, Judge Strickland questioned whose courtroom it was because there was hand lotion all over the place. That brought laughter from the crowd, including Casey. Whatever you think about her, it was a comical moment and it seemed to me that it was a simple way for the judge to help the entire courtroom to relax a bit. Judge Strickland apologized and the proceeding continued. Of course, we all know the outcome by now. Casey lost the battle to get her murder case thrown out.

    “It’s a farce. It doesn’t even come close to the legal requirements necessary for the court to even entertain a motion to dismiss,” state prosecutor Linda Drane-Burdick argued Friday. “The entire motion, from top to bottom, it is replete with errors, it’s insufficient as a matter of law.”

    “It cannot be the intent of the Florida legislature that a person swear to something that they do not have personal knowledge of,” Lyon argued.

    “The content of the motion, as well as Ms. Anthony’s brief affirmations, are not enough to carry the day under Florida Rules of Pleading,” Judge Strickland wrote in his order. He ruled (read his order) that Casey had not sworn to the proper and legally required facts to even ask for him to consider dropping the murder and child abuse charges against her. (read motion | state’s response to strike) There is nothing that stops the defense from refiling the motion.

    One thing I observed was Andrea Lyon’s very strong voice while arguing against the state’s c4 motion, which was the response to the defense motion to dismiss counts 1 and 2 of the indictment against their client.

    Another aspect of the hearing concerned the time the defense argued against turning over evidence yet that showed someone else having dumped Caylee’s body in the woods last year. The judge said he realized that discovery was a rolling process as new witnesses are added, but if Todd Macaluso hadn’t opened a can of worms to begin with, there would be no issue. Because he did, the state should be allowed to see it. You said you have proof. Put up or shut up. The judge gave a deadline of February 1 to turn the evidence over to the state by granting the motion to compel witness list and reciprocal discovery.

    As I watched and listened to what was transpiring before me, I tried to glance to my left at Holly without looking like a peeping Tom. I was trying to see how she was making notations. I had brought along my little pocket notebook and I seemed to be writing down information at the same time the real journalists were. She had a legal size pad and what appeared to be a Palm Pilot, where she diligently and quickly entered text. Pretty nifty, I thought. At some point, the judge brought up the Richardson Hearing, of which I had absolutely no knowledge. I still don’t, but it has something to do with defense depositions.

    Part of the hearing dealt with those persnickety autopsy photos the defense has yet to see. The judge and prosecutors were mostly concerned with sending them out of state to be viewed by the defense team’s forensic specialists. How could the defense be certain that someone in another state, where Florida laws and court orders don’t apply, wouldn’t release any images to the public. If the photos leave the jurisdiction of the state, the judge said, no court would have jurisdiction over them. He also wondered how anyone could guarantee the images wouldn’t be lost or stolen in transit. It was during this part of the hearing that an idea popped in my head. I wrote it down on my pad and tapped Brad Conway on his arm to show him.

    UPLOAD TO SECURE FTP SITE

    We briefly exchanged a few very quiet words. What the defense said was that the photographs on the server were unmanageable to print because their experts were “technically challenged.” In other words, too old to learn new computer tricks. They didn’t know, for instance, how to place 2 images side by side for comparison. Don’t laugh, I know a lot of people like that. They may know everything about plant decomposition, but nothing about how to operate sophisticated imaging software. In the end, the state was granted discretion over how and when they would be sent.

    Casey will go back to court in December. A pre-trial hearing is scheduled in her check fraud case for December 18. The judge set the trial date in that case to begin on January 25. Her defense team has asked that the trial be moved out of Orange County, but the court has yet to rule on that.

    I must be honest with you. As much as you may despise these people, George and Cindy Anthony are a very attractive couple in real life. When the hearing ended, Casey turned around and I saw her face to face as she walked in my direction. No matter how ugly you feel she is inside, she is still a pretty girl. She was short, no doubt, and and not as chunky as her latest jail photos show. She’s still quite petite. I wanted to get an up close and personal look at her and I did. Did she look like a cold-hearted baby killer? I can’t say. Is there a certain look? Did I miss something? All I can tell you is that she was there, and without these charges, she would still be Casey. It didn’t appear that over a year in jail has hardened or aged her.

    I turned to Brad Conway again to mention a newspaper article I had read recently. It was Florida Today and it chronicled his past and what compelled him to become an attorney. It was complimentary and well written. I also told him I had something to give him from a private source, something that was sent to me. We discussed it and I had to tell him that I, unfortunately, left it in the car by mistake. He gave me his card and asked me to mail it, which I will do today. I excused myself and turned to George, who was now directly to the left of me. I offered my condolences for his and Cindy’s loss and we exchanged a few pleasantries. I don’t know exactly when and how it happened, but a court bailiff stopped me from leaving. I thought it was protocol, like I was leaving out of turn, similar to a wedding. After it’s over, you leave row by row. She told me to stop and wait. I did. This is the account of my experience. It may not be verbatim, but it is real and true.

    “The judge wants to see you.”

    “I don’t think so.”

    “Hold on. Yes, I’m sure the judge wants to see YOU.”

    “Uh, uh, no… I don’t think so. I think you got the wrong guy. Are you sure it’s me and not someone else? I mean, why would the judge want to see me? I don’t think I did anything wrong.” I was completely perplexed and I began to get a little nervous.

    “Hang on, I’ll check.” She never left my side and I was almost oblivious to what was going on around me. I must add that at no time did I want to dart from the courtroom, making a hasty escape. But the thought did cross my mind.

    Another bailiff came over to her and said yes, HIM. I kept looking at the bailiff and the judge, who was now gesturing for me to step forward. The bailiff opened the gate and I tiptoed my way over to him. He had moved away from the bench, but was still behind that retaining wall, about 4 feet tall.

    “Here? Or over at the side?” I asked. I followed him as he moved to my right, nearing the exit door at the front of the courtroom, where he had entered earlier.

    We stood looking at each other, with only a mere two feet separating us. Neither one of us had a problem making eye contact. The first thing I noticed was a real sincerity in his eyes.

    “Are you Dave?”

    “Yes sir, I am.”

    “Marinade?”

    “Yes sir, that’s me.” I thought that, perhaps, he had tried my marinade years ago and remembered me from one of the many food demos I had done. It turns out, that wasn’t it at all.

    Now, some of you may choose not to believe me and you can think whatever you want, but I have absolutely no reason to lie or embellish my story. It’s not going to change my life or yours, but I would appreciate it if you don’t make up stupid stories. I also would be risking my credibility if the judge decided to publicly denounce this in the future. I value my honesty way too much and that was one of the things he addressed.

    He told me he was not a computer person, nor was he very good on the Internet. I told him he didn’t need to be. After all, it was not a computer that qualified him to sit on the bench.

    “Needless to say, I do go on the Internet and read about this case.” I see no reason whatsoever for him to remain blind to what the outside world, meaning outside of the court system, has to say. Should he cancel his subscription to the Orlando Sentinel and remove all TVs from his house? Would you expect him to sequester himself from the outside world? “I must say that you have the best Web site regarding this case. You investigate and you are very fair to everyone.”

    “I thought you were going to ask me to never come back because the glare off my head kept you from concentrating.”

    “No, I just wanted to tell you that.”

    “I thought, maybe, you had used my marinade years ago.”

    “No, you are very good as a writer and you stick to facts. You are very fair and I’m impressed.” WOW! That was impressive. I impressed HIM.

    I thanked him to no end. I was in awe of the man. I, we, have watched him in action. His demeanor. His fairness. His elegance on the bench. Let me tell you all something, Judge Strickland is a very humble man. To think that I impressed him was the best compliment I could ever get about my blog. He did not look down upon me. He treated me as a person and that’s the way he looks at Casey and everyone else related to this case; something we have ALL seen in him - his fairness on the bench. I think he looks at blogs and forums the same way. He looks for fairness. After all, he must listen to both sides or he wouldn’t be a good judge at all, would he?

    I told him about a friend of mine who was also a judge, but one who heard workman’s compensation cases. When I mentioned his name, he said he knew him. With that, I thanked him again and turned to leave. At that point, I was floating on air and I was bouncing off the walls. I told my story to several people standing outside. That was when I met Michelle. She said, “Wow, I’ve finally met a real celebrity.”

    That brought me back down to earth again. I am no celebrity and I told her so. It was a real honor, but I am just a regular old guy. Nothing else.

    I left the courtroom and went back to that information desk. I told that same nice man I first spoke with about my great adventure. I was still floating and I must admit, I did a little gloating. I asked him where Casey came out. He said in the basement. They have holding cells and prisoners leave from that location. Can reporters go down there? No, no one is allowed access and she’s already on her way back to the jail. I thanked him and walked toward the front. When I walked out the door, reporters and cameras were waiting. I walked right up to Bob Kealing and told him what had just transpired. He said they all saw me getting called up to the bench. I was not expecting to be interviewed by anyone. Instead, I asked him what they were waiting for. He said the defense team. They’ll walk out this door. I said I didn’t want to miss it. Did I have time to go to the parking garage and retrieve my video camera? He said yes, he was sure.

    As I walked to the garage, I was stopped by a woman. “Are you Dave? Marinade Dave?”

    “Yes, I am!” I said, proudly. Here I was almost living in the moment of my celebrity world that did not ever exist.

    “I’m Joy Wray.” I knew immediately who she was. I told her I was going back to my car to get the camera. We walked together and chatted. We also walked back to the courthouse and a few moments later, Baez & Company walked out. The rest is captured on my video.

    After it was all said and done and the morning was winding down, I walked with Bob Kealing to the television trucks, the ones with the towering antennae.

    He said, “You’re the one that got James Thompson to open up. I read that. That was really good work. As a matter of fact, we all read your site. You are always fair and honest.”

    Yup, that was me, or at least, that’s what I had always hoped people would look at me as. I still do and it’s reassuring to know media people follow blogs. We should all know that, too. He asked me for my card. I told him I ordered some last week, but they weren’t in yet. Instead, he offered one of his. Drats, my cards came in the mail this morning. If only I had ordered them earlier. Anyway, it’s time to get back to work. In the end, I’m still the same old Dave and I noticed I still put my pants on the same way as every other morning. The only thing that’s different? There are a lot more people out there who hate me now. Just remember, like Judge Strickland, I read what others are saying, only I am VERY Internet savvy.

    WATCH THE VIDEO FEED

    Saturday
    Oct172009

    A Day at the Courthouse

    Since you all know what transpired at the courthouse yesterday, I won’t readdress that on this post. I am just going to show you a video I shot. The press conference with Baez is tough to hear, but I included it anyway. I guess if I plan on getting any more of them, I’ll have to spend some money on a good microphone to thrust into the crowd. I must say, it was a very interesting and learning experience.

    [vodpod id=Groupvideo.3670857&w=425&h=350&fv=%26rel%3D0%26border%3D0%26]

    WATCH A LARGER VERSION ON YOUTUBE

    One final thought. I’m sorry I missed the bottom feeders last night. I’m sorry you had to put up with their garbage.  There were three of them using the sameWhatever Dave name. Whatever. One came from Paramount, California. One came from Seattle, Washington, another from Kent, Washington, and last but not least, the final one came from Houston, Texas. How interesting that none of them showed their real names. Cowards are like that. Don’t worry, idiots like that never come back. They are afraid to.

    In any event, I understand that this sort of thing comes with the territory. Some people hate to see someone else get what they think they deserve. The sad thing is, I seek no fame and I make no money from this. All they are doing is exposing their weaknesses of the flesh, not to mention their own blatant hypocrisy. I just think it’s very peculiar that they made up a name instead of being honest and standing their ground. Then, I could have respected them. Today, they are nothing more than worthless slime.

    Friday
    Oct162009

    A great day for courting

    Today, I am going to try to get into the court hearing for Casey Anthony. If I am successful, I will have a report later on or in the morning. In any event, I will not be around to answer any comments and if any of them get caught in spam, I won’t be able to let them out until I return.

     

    Sunday
    Mar082009

    Judge Strickland sets tentative trial date: May 9, 2011

    The Honorable Judge Stan Strickland ordered several things on an AMENDED PROPOSED ORDER SETTING DISCOVERY, MOTION and HEARING DEADLINES and TRIAL DATE that was filed on Friday and released today. Here are the highlights of the order:

    DISCOVERY ORDER AS TO EXPERT WITNESSES

    (a)  September 30, 2010 - Depositions of expert witnesses of the state completed

    (b)  October 31, 2010 - Evidence eview by any defense expert witnesses completed

    (c)  Defendant shall (1) list all expert witnesses she intends to call at hearing or trial, (2) provide any reports prepared by those witnessess and (3) file any motions related to forensic/scientific evidence by November 30, 2010

    (d)  Depositions of expert witnesses by Defendant completed by February 28, 2011

    (e) Motions related to forensic/scientific evidence heard no later than February 28, 2011

    DISCOVERY ORDER AS TO LAW ENFORCEMENT WITNESSES

    (a)  Depositions of law enforcement officers and personnel completed by September 30, 2010

    (b)  All non-forensic evidentialry motions filed by October 31, 2010 and heard no later than January 31, 2011

    DISCOVERY ORDER AS TO ALL OTHER WITNESSES

    (a)  All other witnesses listed by August 31, 2010

    (b)  Depositions of all other witnesses by October 31, 2010

    GENERAL DISCOVERY ORDER

    Once a witness becomes known to the Defendant, she shall decide within 30 days whether the witness will be listed pursuant to F.R.C.P. 3.220 (d)(1)(A). In no event shall any witness be listed or deposed by either party outside the time limits in the order. Any party must show good cause for any delay in the Court Order. In other words, have all your ducks in a row, people.

    ORDER AS TO ALL OTHER MOTIONS

    Non-forensic/scientific legal motions requiring no testimony filed and heard by January 31, 2011

    ORDER AS TO PENALTY PHASE WITNESSES

    Discovery schedule for penalty phase witnesses will be addressed on June 2010

    THIS CAUSE IS HEREBY SET FOR TRIAL BEGINNING MAY 9, 2011

    Time and location to be determined by further order of Judge Strickland’s Court

    DONE AND ORDERED in Chambers on March 5, 2010

    §

    Let’s examine F.R.C.P. 3.220 (d)(1)(A) so we can understand it’s meaning…

    (d) Defendant’s Obligation.

    (1) If a defendant elects to participate in discovery, either through filing the appropriate notice or by participating in any discovery process, including the taking of a discovery deposition, the following disclosures shall be made:

    (A) Within 15 days after receipt by the defendant of the Discovery Exhibit furnished by the prosecutor pursuant to subdivision (b)(1)(A) of this rule, the defendant shall furnish to the prosecutor a written list of the names and addresses of all witnesses whom the defendant expects to call as witnesses at the trial or hearing. When the prosecutor subpoenas a witness whose name has been furnished by the defendant, except for trial subpoenas, the rules applicable to the taking of depositions shall apply.

    Casey elected to participate in discovery from the beginning. That’s why we get to see the goods. This is a mere formality and tells us nothing we didn’t already know. The judge must write this so there are no issues later on. It’s a reminder. This also means that as new evidence and witnesses arise, we will get to see the information, especially after all the deadlines are through. I expect to see more.

    Too bad for Casey 2011 isn’t a leap year. I’m sure the defense could use the extra day. One more thing… to those who continue to gripe about the defense stalling, this is an order, DONE AND ORDERED, by and from the judge, not Baez. If May 9, 2011 does not suit anyone’s fancy, I suggest taking it up with the court. I will gladly provide his address.

    §

    I opted to condense the order, but the information is there. You can click on the link to the PDF file at the beginning of the post, or you can click on the image below to enlarge it.

    Thursday
    May262005

    Science Fiction Writer


    Originally uploaded by Marinade Dave

     

    This is my uncle, David A. Kyle. He is recognized in the science fiction community as the elder statesman, certainly to the older generation. I don’t know about present day fans. He still goes to many sci-fi conventions around the world. He is now 86 and to this day, has no trouble hopping in his car and driving down to Orlando from Potsdam, NY. Way upstate. He is married to my mother’s sister, Ruth. His mind is as sharp as it was 50 years ago. Back in 1980, he was authorized by the late E.E. ‘Doc’ Smith estate to write further adventures in the ‘Dragon Lensmen’ series. He has written other books and many years ago, was an author and illustrator for detective, fantasy and sci-fi pulp fiction magazines, such as Analog, and was the founder of Gnome Press. Years ago, he and my aunt owned a radio station up there, WPDM.

    I remember, when I was four, going to their wedding in New York City. I sat with my grandmother and great aunt in the front row. During the ceremony, I looked up at the stained glass windows. It was an Episcopal church, The Little Church Around the Corner in midtown Manhattan. Quite ornate and somewhat gothic, if I recall. The moment was very silent. Pointing upward, I blurted out, “Is that God?” And I meant ‘was that really God?’ It reverberated throughout the whole church. The congregation roared in laughter. I guess I had my 15 minutes of fame rather early in life.

    When I was young, probably from around nine to fifteen, they used to fly me up to spend summers with them. Mohawk Airlines. DC-3s back then. Sometimes, they’d entertain guests for dinner. Earlier on, it meant nothing to me to dine with Isaac Asomov or Robert Heinlein. A close friend is Forrest J. Ackerman and not far behind is some guy named Arthur C. Clarke, like anyone would know who he is. Being famous was not part of my vocabulary back then. About the same age, my father took me to a midget or sprint car race in Flemington, NJ, where I’m from. “See that guy out there?” he asked. “That’s A.J. Foyt.” “So?” I responded. I knew who Superman was.

    My uncle has always had a very vibrant and creative mind and a keen, dry sense of humor. He still does.

    Every winter, he and my Aunt Ruthie try to come down, to escape the brutal and long winters of the north country.

    If you are familiar with him, would you drop me a line? I’d love to pass along any stories to him, especially since he can be the consummate storyteller, himself.

    This is republished from an original posting on my WordPress blog, dated May 26, 2005. Below are the comments made on that post…

    Michael Gavin says:
    September 29, 2007 at 10:06 pm
    David Kyle was an inspiration and big influence during my high school days in Martin County FL (under a different last name at the time). Mr. Kyle supported and helped this green freshman start a school science fiction come which lead to my very first Science Fiction convention (Omnicon 2 in Ft. Lauderdale FL). The friends, experiences and inspiration stemming from that experience make up a lot of who I today. Thus, I owe Mr. Kyle a great deal of appreciation. Thank you, sir!
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    Marinade Dave says:
    September 30, 2007 at 11:39 am
    Thank you, Michael. I see from your sight you run the “Orlando Hauntings” tour. Interesting. I live in Casselberry. The photo of my uncle was taken on the front porch of my brother, Sam and his wife, Lindsay’s home in Orlando. We’ll have to meet sometime. No doubt, I’ve heard of your tour, but I never really thought of Orlando as a haunted town, not in the classic sense of old towns with centuries old tombstones and ancient ghosts. I know age has nothing to do with it and I’ve since altered my thinking.
    My uncle certainly is a very interesting character and he inspired me, as well. I will make sure I pass your message on to him. One of his many friends, who I forgot to mention (although I never met him personally) is Forrest J. Ackerman. When I was young, my aunt and uncle always got me a subscription to his magazine, “Famous Monsters of Filmland“, which I’m sure you are familiar with. He coined the term, SciFi. My aunt and uncle had one of the largest collections of books and SciFi gadgets I’ve ever seen and it was a real treat to fly up there and spend my summer nights lying in bed reading novels. Did you ever get to see him when he visited here and went to the Orlando Public Library? I know he had meetings down there.
    Thank you again, and your comment is very much appreciated.
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    Virg says:
    November 5, 2007 at 1:18 am
    I’ve known David Kyle now personally for about the past 15 – 20 years. I live here in Potsdam NY… up in the great white north. I see David around town and always stop and chat about the latest doings in the world of science fiction. We both share a love for the Babylon 5 programs as well as other works by MJS.
    Growing up I cut my teeth on such authors as Isaac Asomov, Robert Heinlan and Arthur C. Clarke. I have always beed a Star Trek fan since it’s inception in the early 60′s. Whenever I see your your uncle, we chat about the latest convention he’s been to, who he has met and what he’s been doing. I continually threaten that I will stow away one of these times just so I can see a bit of all he’s been doing.
    He’s a very likeable fellow, your uncle. For someone that has met nearly every one of my earthly idols, and has been involved with so many things I have interest in, he has always kept his feet on the ground. He’s quite an interesting fellow. Any one should appreciate just sitting and chatting with him. I know I do.
    Just thought I would leave a few comments. David Kyle is a real jewel. If you don’t know him, but get the chance to meet him, take it. You will not regret it. Thanks for reading…
    Virginia “Virg” Reed
    Potsdam NY
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    Marinade Dave says:
    November 5, 2007 at 8:56 pm
    Hello, Virg -
    Yes, my uncle is quite the gem. It’s hard to believe how strong he is still going at 88. A couple of months ago, I was talking to him on the phone and he told me my cousin (his daughter,) Kerry told him, “Dad, we see eye to eye.” I didn’t quite get what he meant and I asked him. He said, “Well, I was so much taller than her and now I realize how much gravity has taken its toll on me. We are the same height now.”
    Next time I speak to him, I will mention your name and the comment you left. Thank you for leaving me a note. By the way, you might hear from him before I do. If so, tell him Dave says hello!
    Oh, I was always a big fan of Star Trek. Years ago, Aunt Ruthie and Uncle David got to visit the bridge on a trip out to Hollywood. They were quite impressed.
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    Gef Topping says:
    January 26, 2008 at 5:09 pm
    My late Grandfather Louis F. W. Lawes, was friends with David Kyle in the mid 1970′s, when the Kyle family were based in Weybridge, Surrey in the UK, around the time when I was born.
    David gave my Grandfather a dedicated/signed copy of “A Pictorial History of Science Fiction”, which fascinated me as a child (and to this day!), and was certainly a major contributing factor to my serious love of the genre and also following a career in special effects in film/tv.
    I grew up in a sci-fi loving household, both parents read hard sci-fi/fantasy and related films and tv shows were the preference, but Mr Kyle’s book and later the second volume opened my mind to so much more.
    I regret that I have never been able to thank Mr Kyle in person; he and his family moved to Florida just after I was born (1975) , and it was not until I was 4 years of age, that my Grandfather gave me the book to read.
    For years, my grandfather and I tried to track down a copy of “The Illustrated Book of Science Fiction Ideas and Dreams”, without success.
    Then in 1989, I was visiting my Grandparents with my family, and it was announced that we were going to an antiques fair in a village in Surrey, several miles away.
    My Grandfather, who was staying behind as he had a prior HAM radio QSO (contact), placed some coins in my hand and said ‘if we’re lucky, you might find the book’.
    We arrived at the fair which was held in a typical English village hall, with tables covered in artifacts from yesteryear. Nothing gauged my interest. As I approached the front of the hall, I saw a a table with antique books. I drew up to the table, and right in front of me was a mint copy of the book, which after I promptly purchased, once I had got over the shock
    When we returned to the house, my grandfather, said to me that he had a strange feeling that we would be lucky that day.
    In the last couple of years of his life, my family introduced my Grandfather to the internet, and hoped that we would be able to contact David.
    However, in 2003, my Grandfather suffered the first in a series of strokes that would see that we could never achieve this together.
    My Grandfather passed away in October of 2004.
    I’d just like to thank Mr Kyle for opening my mind to the huge world of sci-fi down the centuries, and I hope that if I am ever on the east coast, I can thank him myself in person.
    Gef Topping
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 26, 2008 at 6:18 pm
    Hi, Gef -
    I am very sorry for the loss of your grandfather. Obviously, you have a lot of love, respect and admiration for him. I remember when my aunt and uncle lived in England and how much they loved it. When they returned to the states, they bought a home in Hobe Sound, FL. They moved back to Potsdam many years ago, but the photo of him was taken at my brother and sister-in-law’s house in Orlando, where they used to spend winters.
    What a stroke of luck it was for you to find that book. I’ve often wondered how interested I would be in Sci Fi if my aunt had never married him. I like to think of myself as a creative person, so my guess would be that, yes, I would have an inherent fascination with the genre.
    I am going to call my uncle tomorrow to direct him to this post and these comments. Perhaps, he will comment back or make some kind of arrangement to contact you. Maybe, he can get that book autographed after all and that would surely put a smile on your grandfather’s face as he looks down upon you. In the meantime, try this address, too, for more info on Uncle Dave:
    Two of the external links are to Red Jacket Press, their daughter’s publishing company. The other one is to this address.
    Thank you so much for leaving such a nice comment, and please feel free to correspond with me at my e-mail address (located on the main page) if I can be of further help.
    Dave Knechel
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    George C Brothers says:
    March 12, 2008 at 1:03 am
    My father, Nelson “Buck” Brothers, did a lot of carpentry work for Mr. Kyle and his radio station back in Potsdam. I met Mr. Kyle when I was about 15, while working for my father. I found that both he and Mrs. Kyle were warm, wonderful people.
    I left Potsdam in 1971 to begin my own life, and I haven’t seen Mr. or Mrs. Kyle since, except when Dad died and Mr. Kyle was kind enough to say some wonderful words about Dad at his funeral, in 1989.
    I think of him and Mrs. Kyle quite often, and I try to keep in touch with them through my brother who lives there in St. Lawernce County. I plan to be in Potsdam in April of 2008, and I would love to see them again. If that is not possible, I would like to know that I miss them, and I will never forget them.
    George C. Brothers, Sr.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    March 12, 2008 at 6:45 am
    George -
    I clearly remember your father and he was a great guy. I also remember his son worked with him. That must have been you.
    Your father was always around and he was a warm, funny man. Gee, I must have been a pest back then. Your father was always cutting wood or banging nails or painting something.
    I’m sure Aunt Ruthie and Uncle David would love to see you. Please do get in touch with them. I will mention your comment here, too. If you need info on how to get in touch with them, e-mail me at marinadedave@yahoo.com
    Wow, George, we’re going back quite a number of years. Thanks.
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    Fran Keegan says:
    March 17, 2008 at 3:50 pm
    Hello Dave-
    What a joy it is to have happened upon your site–quite by accident.
    I used to live a mile down the road from the radio station and I worked there for several years. I know David and Ruth well. They are, as all have said, truly wonderful people.
    I spoke with them about a year ago, but this year I was lax–I let their birthdays go by and did not call. However, on Jan. 4 and Feb. 14 I was thinking of them and wondering if they were still in Parishville or if they had moved to CA to be with their son, as David had mentioned they might do. Actually, I think of both of them often but have not been in the area of Parishville for a number of years. Maybe this coming summer? I do have to add here, though, that David is not the best at answering his email! I pretty much gave up on that quite a while ago. 
    BTW, it was interesting too to read of Nelson Brothers, as I knew him also. He was a grand person.
    All the best to you, Dave.
    Fran
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    Marinade Dave says:
    March 17, 2008 at 10:57 pm
    Thank you so much, Fran. Life always goes on. My poor uncle. He is now 89 years old. Excuses, excuses, excuses. I know, though, for a fact! He has never been good about answering e-mails. Besides, his back is sore and his laptop is way up the stairs. Winters in that neighborhood can be rather brutal.
    Aunt Ruthie says, Kerry will buy me a computer. I say, who will teach you?
    Life goes on and that’s a great, great thing. By the way, they still live at Skylee.
    Thank you so much. I wish you could meet my mother. You would love each other.
    All the best in return, Fran…
    Dave
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    Kathie says:
    March 18, 2008 at 10:11 pm
    I knew your uncle Dave through my Dad. They were close friends for years in Potsdam. Your Uncle gave my Dad’s eulogy. Please tell him Nelson’s daughter said Hi and would love to see him and Ruth again. I remember going with my dad to their house and they were always so warm and loving. I also remember my dad not admitting it, but missing Dave’s friendship when they were in England. My dad would go over to Skylee and start Dave’s Caddie every so often. One day he pulled out his keys and fired up the Caddie only to look down and realize he had actually used his own ignition key for our Chevy. Talk about a small world. Not sure if Dad ever told Dave about that. I’m sure he did…
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    Marinade Dave says:
    March 19, 2008 at 4:00 am
    Hello, Kathie -
    Thank you for your kind memories of my uncle and your father. Believe me, I remember your father and what a kind man he was. When I used to fly up there from NJ, I looked forward to seeing him. “Where’s Mr. Brothers,” I would ask. “He’s working at the radio station today,” I was sometimes told. I’m sure there were moments I bugged him a lot, but he never said anything.
    If your father never mentioned the Chevy key experience to Aunt Ruthie and Uncle Dave, they will know about it now.
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    Tommy Trussell says:
    March 19, 2008 at 11:46 am
    Greetings! I found this page linked from the David Kyle article at Wikipedia. I have never met David Kyle, but in 1986 I attended graduate school in upstate NY with his son, who was extremely kind and supportive of me and my wife (just married then, still married now). I have lost touch with ACK and wife and kids and I hope they are doing well. If possible please relay my greetings!
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    Kathie says:
    March 19, 2008 at 12:38 pm
    Dave,
    Thank you for your kind words. I can assure you, you never bugged my dad. He loved young people and enjoyed talking with anyone with a spark of curiosity, as I am sure you did by the sounds of it. Thank you again for this wonderful walk down memory lane.
    Best wishes to you and yours.
    Kathie
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    Marinade Dave says:
    March 20, 2008 at 3:45 pm
    Greetings to you, too, Tommy, and thanks for leaving a comment. Sorry I’m so late in responding.
    You’re right, AC is a really good guy. So is his sister, Kerry. Well, not a guy, but a very good woman. AC lives in SF now with his wife and children and they are in Japan now. I will find out when they are planning on returning stateside and contact him about you. I’m sure he’d be happy to pass on information on how the two of you can catch up on old times.
    I’m very glad you and your wife are happily married, too. That is a wonderful thing and I wish you both a great 22nd anniversary this year.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    March 20, 2008 at 3:55 pm
    Yes, Kathie, I was a very curious youngster, and your father never showed any inkling that I was bothering him. I might have even helped him get nails and pieces of wood once in a while. Probably cold drinks, too, during the day.
    Thank you, too, for the fond walk down memory lane. You and your brother have reminded me of great times some 40+ years ago.
    I remember Bobby and Laurie Bass were there many summers, too. Their father, Marty, was a writer, I believe, and their mother, Miriam, I think, always spent summers with Aunt Ruthie. They lived in NYC and he remained there to work. I wonder whatever became of them. I recall when Laurie kind of wanted me to, well, mess around a little, but unfortunately, I hadn’t bloomed as early as she had blossomed. Darn.
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    Fran Keegan says:
    March 26, 2008 at 7:04 pm
    Bobbie and Laurie Fass. They, with their parents, Marty and Marian, had lived in NYC originally but for quite a number of years lived in Syracuse. Marty worked at Syracuse University and Marian taught art I believe at a middle school. They lived quite close to my husband Dick Wilson and me in Syracuse.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    March 26, 2008 at 8:15 pm
    Ah, Fass. You’re right! I didn’t think Bass was right and I wasn’t sure about Miriam. Thank you for clarifying their names.
    I remember your husband’s name being bandied about a lot of times. I believe your husband and my uncle were quite close. Dick Wilson definitely rang a bell immediately. I mentioned that a few more people had commented, but I didn’t tell them who and I don’t think Uncle Dave’s been back online to read any of these comments. I’m going to try to call them tomorrow night and let them know about you and Dick. They are going to enjoy that! Thank you, Fran.
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    Peter Prellwitz says:
    October 27, 2008 at 3:34 pm
    Hi, Dave!
    I’m sure you don’t remember me, but we met at Albacon back in 2004, the year you put out Dave’s Lensmen books. I had the great joy and greater honor of talking to Dave for a couple hours at my table. His enthusiasm for new science fiction and new authors – of which I was one – was both heady and encouraging. And his actually buying my novel HORIZONS and then having me sign it and his autograph book was all but overwhelming.
    For as many years and for as many conventions as I’ve done and have yet to do, the positive impact Dave had on me will never diminish and never be replaced as my best moment in the “business”.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    October 27, 2008 at 3:54 pm
    Hi, Peter -
    No, it wasn’t me you met that day at Albacon in 2004, because I wasn’t there! My Uncle Dave’s daughter and her husband published his books. I think you met Kerry’s husband. I am his nephew.
    I will make sure he is aware of your message here, but don’t count on a reply. If you’ve read any of the previous comments, they are waiting, too.
    Thank you for the very kind words on my uncle.
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    Fran Keegan (Geller) says:
    December 6, 2008 at 5:01 pm
    I just spoke with David and Ruth. It is always so exciting to make contact again and I am determined to stay in close touch. They have both been a big part of my life and I have so many fond memories.
    David, Ruth asked where we live. It is in a small community called Sunland, about 20 minutes north of Burbank. Just a few minutes from the San Gabriels and the Angeles National Forest.
    Much love to you and to Ruth,
    Fran
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    Carl Hausman says:
    December 17, 2008 at 4:28 pm
    Great to come across your site! I’ve known David since the early 1970s…Richard Wilson introduced us. Over the last few David and I have exchanged Christmas cards and I’m about to mail one to Potsdam now…though I suspect he’s in a warmer climate at the moment. If you speak with David and Ruth, please say hello for me.
    Regards,
    Carl Hausman
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    Marinade Dave says:
    December 17, 2008 at 7:49 pm
    I can guarantee you I will send them your regards. Uncle David will be 90 this coming Valentine’s Day and he’s still in great shape. Over the phone, he sounds like a 50 year old. As far as a warmer climate where they are, My God, where do you live? I’m in Florida and I know they’re a lot colder than me.
    Thank you for commenting, Carl.
    Dave Knechel
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    Romeyn Prescott says:
    January 16, 2009 at 11:10 am
    When I was a kid, I would marvel at the library my next-door neighbor had. He was a professor at SUNY Plattsburgh and I would go over there and look at his hardcover books on comics, his National Geographics, etc. In particular, I always remembered these two books about Pulp Fiction magazine covers.
    Fast-forward 15 years or so. About 15 years ago I was working for a computer store in Plattsburgh. We serviced Apple computers all over the North Country. I got an assignment to go see this David Kyle person. I went, and was flabbergasted. I quickly learned exactly WHO he was and the enormity of his contribution to the world of Science Fiction as we know it today. (I am not someone who is easily star-struck!) I was still reeling when he shows me these two books and tells me they were his–he wrote them. They were the same two Pulp Magazine books I remembered from my childhood!
    The next time I was home in Keeseville I went to my former neighbor’s house to visit. At one point I excused myself and ran up to his library and grabbed his copies of your uncle’s books. Phil (neighbor) smiled and started telling me all about them (as I had so often heard as a kid). I cut him short, “Phil…these were written by David Kyle?” Phil nodded and started to tell me about David. I stopped him and said, with a huge grin on my face, “How would you like them autographed?”
    Long story shorter, I put the two in touch with each other and from what I was told, they had a fabulous time with each other. I haven’t seen David in many years. Perhaps I’ll look him up!
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 16, 2009 at 11:20 am
    You should look him up, Romeyn. He’d love it. You told a great story about him and you portrayed him exactly the way he has always been – open and very friendly.
    He used to have one of those early laptops. I think it was orange and he had trouble accessing the Internet and figuring out his e-mail.
    Thank you for commenting and providing an insightful look at my Uncle Dave. This Valentine’s Day, he will be celebrating his 90th birthday. To talk to him, you’d never believe it, and I am so thankful he has been such a positive force in my life for so many years.
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    Mark Crosby says:
    May 26, 2009 at 9:22 am
    This is an everyday story about my experiences with your uncle.
    From 1994 to 2004, I ran the copy shop in Potsdam. Your uncle discovered our shop sometime in the mid 90′s. Dave would regale all of us with great tales and I nick-named him Captain (it somehow seemed appropriate). At the time, my nephew, Jason Crosby worked there as well. Dave & Jason (who was in his early 20′s) hit it off and the two would talk endlessly. In 1998, Jason left to resume college but Dave always asks about him every time I see him. Interesting that Jason has pursued a successful career in digital animation and I know that Dave loves hearing what movies Jason has worked on.
    Ah, North Country culture… When you live in or around Parishville, one of the social scene must do’s is to visit the town dump (with your garbage of course). All joking aside, I have been amazed to run into Dave there as frequently as I do. I doubt that either of us go that often so it’s kind of spooky that I see him 3 or 4 times a year there. I’m always amazed at how good his memory is and that he always asks about my nephew.
    So, my guess is that you could fill more than one book with all of the stories of lives that he has touched. An amazing and very good man. You are quite blessed to have had your youth touched by him.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    May 26, 2009 at 12:04 pm (Edit)
    Hello, Mark, thank you for telling me about some of your experiences with Uncle Dave. I will definitely tell him about your comment. Now, there is a good chance I might fly up sometime this summer. If I do, I wouldn’t mind taking a ride with Uncle Dave to the town dump to meet you.
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    kyle cassidy says:
    August 13, 2009 at 11:29 pm
    a photo of your uncle from worldcon 2009
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    Marinade Dave says:
    August 14, 2009 at 7:59 am
    Thank you for your link, Kyle. He’s still as sharp as he was when he was my age (57 this month) and I think he looks great for a 90 year old. Unfortunately, I have not seen him for a couple of years, but we do talk on the phone. I’d love to go to upstate New York and stay with them like I did in my youth. I have wonderful memories. By the way, that was very nice of you to contact me. It’s an excellent photograph of him, too.
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    Barbara Blackburn says:
    August 29, 2009 at 8:35 am
    Hi there, I wonder if youor anyone else would be so kind as to help me. I bought A Pictorial History of Science Fiction in 1978 for my boyfriend. We separated soon after, but thirty years later! found each other again through Friends Reunited and are soon to be married. He had kept the book all those years. It’s his 50th birthday soon and I desperately want to see if I can find a poster of the cover illustration, but cannot find any reference to it within the book. Can anyone tell me what it is? Thanks in anticipation.
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    Filipa says:
    August 29, 2009 at 10:56 am
    uncle Dave rock’s!
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    Fran Keegan (Geller) says:
    October 20, 2009 at 3:06 pm
    Hi Dave,
    Me again. I’ve called David and Ruth a couple of times recently and got a voice on an answering machine that didn’t sound like David. So I wonder if they are still at Skylee. Would you tell me, please? I do like to talk with the periodically.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    October 20, 2009 at 4:22 pm
    Hi, Fran – They are still at Skylee. I will call them later on and tell them you are having problems getting in touch. I haven’t talked to them in a couple of weeks, but my mother has. I need to call them anyway. I will e-mail you to let you know I spoke to them. I don’t know what the problem is, but I will find out.
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    Fran Keegan (Geller) says:
    November 10, 2009 at 10:15 am
    Thanks, Dave! I should just keep calling until I get them.
    It’s really great to be in touch with you, BTW!
    Fran
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    Marinade Dave says:
    November 10, 2009 at 10:30 am
    Hi, Fran – I know Uncle Dave was visiting Kerry last week, but I think he is home now. I will try to call him later. You know, it is great to keep in touch with you, too. I will make sure he knows once again, that you have been trying to reach them.
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    Joe Markee says:
    December 8, 2009 at 10:31 pm
    I hope I am not intruding here. My name is Joe Markee and I am a member of Alphadrome a website of toy robot collectors (http://danefield.com). Recently we have been trying to trace the history of a Japanese toy robot named Atomic Robot Man that has a stamp on the back that says Souvenir of the New York Science Fiction Conference. We have been searching the internet and believe that David Kyle attended this conference in July 1950. Pictures from the conference appeared in Life Magazine May 21, 1951. We don’t know if these robots were sold at the conference or were SWAG that was handed out to writers and fans. Is there any way you could pass this question on to David or tell me how to reach him. Very few of these stamped toy robots have survived and we are trying to trace their geneology so to speak. Thanks
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    Marinade Dave says:
    December 8, 2009 at 10:38 pm
    Hi, Joe – I can give my Uncle Dave a call tomorrow or sometime over the weekend and ask him about this particular robot. I remember when I was young, he had quite a number of those collectibles, but I have no idea how many are left. I have your e-mail address now, so I will let you know as soon as I find out.
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 4, 2010 at 4:17 pm
    Hi Dave,
    I just had a grand long conversation with David and Ruth. I called to wish Ruth a happy birthday. Next time I am in NY I shall try to drive up there to visit them. Now I must remember to call again on David’s birthday, which will be February 14.
    BTW, I have met your mother, Dave, a very long time ago.
    All the best to you,
    Fran
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 4, 2010 at 5:08 pm
    Hi, Fran – I’m glad you finally talked to Aunt Ruthie and Uncle David. I need to call them tonight. Yup, if you met my mother, it would have been a long time ago. My guess would be in the early 70s. My father was working as the ad manager (I think) for WPDM for a couple of years and they lived there. Was it 1972-73?
    All the best to you, too, and I’m glad you finally got through. I mentioned that you had called to Uncle Dave a number of times.
    Dave
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 4, 2010 at 5:13 pm
    Actually, it would have been before then that I met your mother. My husband died and I remarried (Dick Wilson) and I moved to Syracuse in 1967. So it would have been between 1960 and 1967.
    Thanks for the quick reply! I’ll bet you spend as much time on the computer as I do, or more! 
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 4, 2010 at 5:42 pm
    I mentioned your name and Dick’s to my parents and, of course, they remember you both. I will mention you when I call Aunt Ruthie tonight, too. Usually, I spend a few minutes talking to her and an hour or so talking to him. They wanted me to come up this past summer, but health problems with my parents and me put a damper on those plans. My father was in the hospital twice and my ticker was really giving me problems. I am more stable now, but there’s no way I would fly to upstate NY this time of year.
    Usually, I do spend a lot of time on the computer and online, but today I had doctor appointments. Same thing tomorrow and Wednesday. Getting old sure is a lot of fun.
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 4, 2010 at 6:22 pm
    Dave, you are too young to have an ornery ticker! I am hoping to visit them this summer too, although I don’t know now when I will be in NY. I have been flying in and out of Syracuse several times a year for five years now, but I’ve been lucky. No one knows when a storm may strike in the wintertime. But I have not seen Dave and Ruth for quite a number of years and I really would like to make it this year.
    Good luck with those appointments!
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 4, 2010 at 6:42 pm
    Thanks, Fran. I think I was a diabetic for many more years than I was aware of and I smoked cigarettes for almost 40 years, but I did quit 26 months ago. Diabetes took its toll on my heart, I guess. This is a somewhat recent event, but the damage is done. I have other problems, but hey, I plan on sticking around and making the best of it.
    Hopefully, I can make it up this spring. None of us are getting any younger and they used to fly me up every summer on Mohawk Airlines. DC-3s.
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 4, 2010 at 6:49 pm
    Mohawk? Where did you land then? Potsdam? I’ve never landed there, but I guess small planes do come in with passengers. I’m sure they love to have you visit.
    Bummer about the diabetes, but I expect you can control that. Take it easy–
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 4, 2010 at 6:56 pm
    I used to fly into Massena. From Newark to Westchester to Syracuse to Watertown to Massena. This was in the 60s. I went to Expo 67 with them and went back a year later when it was Man & His World, so 68 was the last time I flew up there until I drove up with my girlfriend’s parents in the early 70s. We explored the St. Lawrence Seaway. I spent time with my folks then, when they lived there.
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 4, 2010 at 7:23 pm
    Wow! We used to have a cottage at Higley Flow and a friend from NYC flew up there to Massena. She announced that she would never do it again. I guess it must have been a bumpy flight. No more small planes for her! We went to Expo 67 too. I always enjoyed the St. Lawrence Seaway area. It’s great country up there, but as David pointed out today, Spring is short, summer is good, but Autumn is often short too, and the winters are long.
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    Al Sirois says:
    January 30, 2010 at 10:48 am
    Thank heaven for the internet. I can do more research in one morning on the net than I could in a whole day back when the only way to do it was in a library or via snail-mail.
    I came to this article via Fred Pohl’s blog, while doing research for a YA book set in Brooklyn in the mid-1930s. My lead character is a young kid who gets involved with sf fandom and the Greenwood Lake rocket-plane flights in 2/36. I’m trying to locate other former Futurians with whom I can talk about living in NYC in those days and being involved with sf fandom. One of my main characters is Willy Ley, who worked on those Greenwood Lake flights (I have old POathe newsreel footage of them — and a couple of clips can be found on YouTube). I’d love to talk to your uncle about those days — does he have e-mail? Thanks!
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 30, 2010 at 11:15 am
    Hi, Al – I will try to call my uncle later today. My aunt suffered a stroke and he is in and out of their home and not always near the phone. I will definitely let you know, though. Interestingly, we talked about Frederick Pohl last week and how few of the NYC Futurians are left these days. By the way, Uncle David will be 91 on Valentine’s Day and he is still going strong. Thanks for contacting me. I’ll let you know here or at your site.
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    Al Sirois says:
    January 30, 2010 at 1:07 pm
    Thanks, Dave. A mutual fan-friend living near Potsdam gave me your uncle’s address and phone, but I will certainly wait to hear from you. I’m more than fine with writing as opposed to phoning, too, so no worries there.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 30, 2010 at 1:27 pm
    Al – My mother talked to Uncle David this morning. I will try to call him tonight to get a better idea of his schedule. He’s not opposed to talking to people, that’s for sure, so if you two could connect that way, I think you both would enjoy each other tremendously.
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 30, 2010 at 2:37 pm
    Dave! Ruth suffered a stroke? I didn’t know. I am so glad I talked with them recently. How is she? In hospital? At home? Prognosis?
    For Al Sirois–yes, David has email, but from my experience he doesn’t check it very often–possibly not at all now.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 30, 2010 at 2:43 pm
    Yes, Fran, she did. It wasn’t a very damaging stroke, and she was in the Potsdam-Canton hospital, but she has since been moved to a care facility in Odgensburg. Her speech is a little slurred, but she’s OK. You can try to call Uncle David, but he’s going to see her today and I don’t know when he will be home. I am going to call tonight.
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 30, 2010 at 7:09 pm
    I’ve called twice and not been able to reach David. I’m sure he is with Ruth. I’ll get him eventually. I am really saddened to hear this news.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 30, 2010 at 7:16 pm
    She should be alright, Fran. This was almost, if not, a blessing in disguise. She will be getting much better care than she had been getting at home prior to her stroke. They will put her on a restricted diet and keep her diabetes in check. She was not taking care of herself.
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 30, 2010 at 7:23 pm
    I know what you mean, but I hope it won’t be for too long. David is going to be lost there without Ruth.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 30, 2010 at 8:09 pm
    I was on the phone with one of my “reliable sources” pertaining to something else, and now I’m watching COPS, but after that, I’ll give him a call. He does go to church on Sundays, so I will try to find out his schedule if you still haven’t gotten through.
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 30, 2010 at 9:08 pm
    Hi again Dave,
    I just had a nice long talk with David. He sounds in good spirits. He wanted to know how I found out about Ruth and I told him it was through your website.
    For Al Sirois: I told David someone was interested in talking with him — didn’t have your name in front of me at the time — and he is very interested in hearing from you. David likes to talk and reminisce and he has a vast amount of information.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 30, 2010 at 9:36 pm
    I just spoke to him briefly, but he is getting ready to eat his dinner, so he will call me back in a while.
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    Al Sirois says:
    January 31, 2010 at 10:37 am
    Thank you so much, Dave and Fran… I’ll contact him this week.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 31, 2010 at 11:02 am
    My pleasure, Al. I am calling him again this afternoon to help set up a new e-mail account. I will forward that on to you at your Web site. I did talk to him about you last night and we’ll probably go through a few more things later on.
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    Fran Keegan Geller says:
    January 31, 2010 at 4:54 pm
    You will like David, Al, and I know he will be delighted to talk.
    Dave, would you send me David’s email addess too, please. The last email I had from him was one announcing the birth of Kerry’s son. I’ve written him a couple of times, but no reply. I’m sure he just didn’t read it. He may do more now that Ruth is not at home.
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    Marinade Dave says:
    January 31, 2010 at 4:58 pm
    I will, Fran. I meant to call him earlier, but I will do it after dinner. I am going to help him set up a new e-mail.
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    A.L. Sirois says:
    March 30, 2010 at 12:49 pm
    Well, life has intervened, as usual! I wasn’t able to call your uncle when I said I would, but as soon as I type this little entry I’ll be dialing my phone in hopes of reaching him.
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    Fran Keegan says:
    May 3, 2010 at 7:59 pm
    Hi Dave,
    Once again I’ve been calling David and not reaching him–trying different times of the day. I’m wondering how he and Ruth are. I guess Ruth is not back home. You got any ideas?
    Fran
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    Marinade Dave says:
    May 3, 2010 at 9:20 pm
    Hi, Fran, I usually watch House on Monday nights, so I’m sorry I didn’t see your comment until now. I don’t know why he isn’t answering his phone. I’m fairly certain he goes to see her every other day, and I know he’s had friends look in on him, take him out, and he does drive down to visit Kerry on some weekends. For a 91-year-old, he sure keeps himself busy. As far as I know, Aunt Ruthie should be coming home in the near future, but I don’t know what will happen. Kerry wants them closer to her. The only thing I can recommend is that you keep on trying. I will call him this week, when I know he will be home. I will probably call her because I need to do that. As soon as I find something out, I will e-mail you. Keep trying, though. You’re bound to catch him.
    Dave
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    Fran Keegan says:
    May 3, 2010 at 9:52 pm
    I only just wrote the post. I think you answered really fast.
    I have talked with him several times but not just recently.
    I know he intended to eat one meal a day in town and that’s good.
    I’ll keep trying.
    Thanks!
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    Marinade Dave says:
    May 3, 2010 at 9:58 pm
    It’s certainly my pleasure, Fran. And I will definitely let him know.
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    Al Sirois says:
    June 2, 2010 at 11:35 am
    Just a quick note to let folks know I had a wonderful chat with Dave on May 22. Delightful guy.
    Thanks for that update, Al. It’s hard to believe he’s 91 because he sounds and acts like a man in his 50s. His mind is quite sharp. I’m so happy you had that opportunity.
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    Brian says:
    July 20, 2010 at 3:18 pm
    Dave,
    I click-stumbled on to your blog while trying to find a way to say “hi” to Kerry Kyle after 25+ years. I recently found a mix-tape (Top Ten of 1760) that Kerry made me, when I was recovering from an auto accident. Would you forward my address? I’d be most appreciative. Thanks, Brian
    And thank you too for the French Beef Au Gratin. My boys and I will be eating well tonight!
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    Marinade Dave says:
    July 20, 2010 at 4:21 pm
    Hi, Brian – I’m glad you stumbled upon my blog. I haven’t seen Kerry in a long time, but we do keep in touch. I have many, many great memories of my summers spent in upstate New York. My Uncle David is now 91 years old and going strong. My Aunt Ruth had a strong several months ago but is on the mend. She is already living near Kerry and Uncle David will soon follow, where they will move to a condo in Westchester County. Without them, Potsdam and the St. Lawrence area will never be the same. Thank you for contacting me. Yes, I will talk to her and let her know how to contact you. If you send me your phone number, I will give that to her, too.
    marinadedave (at) yahoo (dot) com
    Let me know what you think of the recipe.
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    Feathers says:
    July 20, 2010 at 4:25 pm
    Ah! It’s from May. Science Fiction Writer. You had my head spinning for a minute there. lol
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    Marinade Dave says:
    July 20, 2010 at 4:34 pm
    Yes, Feathers, that’s a story I wrote about my uncle.
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