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Tomb of the Unknown Guards Shun Shelter

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ARLINGTON, Va., Sept. 19 %u2014  As the winds from Hurricane Isabel swept over Arlington National Cemetery, the soldiers who guard the Tomb of the Unknowns were given %u2014 for the first time in history %u2014 permission to abandon their posts and seek shelter. ìThey told us that. But thatís not whatís going to happen,î said Sgt. Christopher Holmes, standing vigil on overnight duty. ìThatís never an option for us. It went in one ear and right out the other.î [MSNBC]

Golf at Red Tail

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Tuesday was quite the day at Devens, Massachusetts as Fritz, Ted, and I had our first encounter with the Red Tail Golf Club – currently rated as the number one course in Massachusetts according to GolfBoston.com.

As you can see from the pictures below, the course is simply gorgeous and in incredible condition.

The view below is from the 10th tee, which overlooks the 18th green. Fritz and Ted would have an unfortunate encounter with that pond as we finished our day. By a stroke of luck, I was able to carry my three wood about 180 yards across the water and landed about 15 yards from the green. Really my only good shot of the day.

Golf Digest has written a great review of Red Tail. More pictures are available.

RIP: Governor Frank O’Bannon

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And tonight, I mourn with my home state.

Gov. Frank O’Bannon, a gentle but powerful leader in his beloved Indiana for more than 30 years, died today in a Chicago hospital where he was treated for a massive stroke.

O’Bannon, 73, a native of Corydon, died at 11:33 a.m. in Northwestern Memorial Hospital. []Indianapolis Star]

The Account

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It’s almost impossible to describe that sound. When you think of a crash, you think of a cacophony of shattering and twisting noises. A noise that hearts your ears with it’s pitch. But when you’re in side one of the objects in the crash, the experience is much different, almost inverted in a way. There was a resounding crunch almost too deep to be heard. It reminded me very much of the sound of a car crash from within one of the cars. A much more rounded sound.

It was a deep feeling as well. Most of that was likely due to the fact that I was on the 51st floor of the building. [Universal Churck of Cosmic Uncertainty]