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WHOA Newsletter - September 29, 2008

I couldn't make this up if I tried. . .One question: WHY?
Firefighter accused of taking crash victim's foot;_ylt=Ak7YKGbxKqWT9XtUV3ydkmjtiBIF
St. Lucie County officials are investigating whether a firefighter took a man's severed foot from the scene of a traffic accident. On Sept. 19, a crash on I-95 caused a man's foot to be sheared off; the man survived and is undergoing treatment at a local hospital.

It's the Fire District's policy to take a severed body part with the patient to the hospital if there is any chance of reattachment, or the body part goes to the medical examiner's office. But authorities said the foot was taken to the hospital days later, on Sept. 24.

Officials would not release the name of the firefighter under investigation, but said the firefighter trains cadaver dogs, which are used to locate and follow the scent of decomposing human flesh.

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Blue Sky Should be called Blue Hell

My sister, Nancy, and her hubby, Jimmy, came to spend the weekend with us. Actually it was just Saturday night, but they don't get a chance to get away from their kids very often. My mom babysat, so we were all excited they'd come be with us. They got here Saturday afternoon and while Chris and Jimmy unloaded some furniture they brought with them for us (some of my old stuff they'd been storing in their basement), Nancy and I relaxed on the porch. We decided to start off at one of our favorite restaurants for appetizers, go to a Japanese restaurant for dinner, then see what happened from there. We were going to take our time and have fun.

We hopped into the Jeep (which still had the top and doors off - it was a beautiful day this past Saturday, not too cold and bright and sunny). We went to Lobster Cove, which is on the beach and near our house. Our neighbors are co-owners and it's become our local hangout when we get a chance to actually go out. Chris' work schedul…

WHOA Newsletter - September 22, 2008

WHOA Newsletter

September 22, 2008

I couldn't make this up if I tried. . .Kind of ironic, huh?

Woman named Bacon wins Idaho hog-calling title;_ylt=AiRBWC0bwowK0dup92URGRntiBIF

Jolee Bacon really sizzles when it comes to hog-calling.

The northern Idaho woman took first place Saturday in the competition at the Nez Perce County Fair.

She has raised several champion pigs for 4-H contests. Bacon says she calls pigs every morning and night with her 9-year-old daughter, Jacey.

Bacon won the crown over as she started her hog call with a few loud snorts and a long, drawn-out "sooey."

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Chippy's Garage Adventure

This is the story of Chippy

He's a chipmunk that lives in the backyard of Chris and Jayne in York, Maine.

Jayne feeds Chippy sunflower seeds just about every day and sometimes several times a day. He likes Jayne so much that sometimes he will get really close to her to get his sunflower seeds.

This year Chippy decided it was time to make his move. One morning he was waiting at the back door, knowing Jayne would come out to feed the birds and him. When she opened the door, he tried to sneak inside. She scolded him and told him he couldn't come in the house. Bad Chippy!!

But Chippy would not be deterred!

He sat just outside his hole in the lawn and watched as Chris and Jayne stacked firewood in the garage. After they were done, they went inside to eat dinner and left the garage door open. Chippy ran like the wind and climbed inside the stacked firewood, giggling madly.

He kept really quiet. Then he heard the garage door close. He tiptoed out and there was Chris, staring right at him. …

WHOA Newsletter - September 15, 2008

I couldn't make this up if I tried. . .This is titillating
Lewd vandal leaves greasy imprints on Neb. town;_ylt=AlgSxjcKwW3qpTFroWg2hiDtiBIF
Boy, how people here wish their busiest vandal would find another way to make his mark. Beginning more than a year ago, some man has been skipping from one business to another at night, pressing his naked behind ­ sometimes his groin, sometimes both ­ on windows. Store owners, church workers and school janitors have had to wash lotion and petroleum jelly off the windows he selects.

"This is the weirdest case I've ever seen," said police Chief Ben McBride.

Some residents of Valentine, a town of about 2,650 people, find some humor in the strange vandalism and have taken to calling the perpetrator the "Butt Bandit." But they also can't help but cringe when finding his marks.

"We were completely grossed out," said Kalli Kieborz, who works in a downtown …

WHOA Newsletter - September 8, 2008

WHO@ Newsletter

September 8, 2008

I couldn't make this up if I tried. . .Holy Carp!

Fish flies out of lake, breaks Arkansas teen's jaw;_ylt=Aq5eVoRH2ct1FSfU4ltjx9btiBIF

It's a fishing tale that packs a wallop so strong it broke the jaw of a southeastern Arkansas teen and covered him in fish blood and guts.

Seth Russell, 15, of Crossett, was cruising Lake Chicot on a large inner tube towed by a boat when a Silver Asian carp leaped from the water and smacked him in the face. Seth was knocked unconscious.

"He doesn't remember anything at all," the boy's mother, Linda Russell, said last week. "He was laughing, and the next thing he remembers, he is waking in a hospital."

The teen has had oral surgery to wire several teeth together and still experiences back pain that doctors attribute to whiplash from the high-speed collision, his mother said.

He's not the only one who's has a run-in wit…

Online Safety For Students and Parents

WHOA Press Release #2008-10

For Immediate Release


Around this time every year children of all ages are returning to schools, colleges and universities. Fall is a reminder to all of us that our kids and teens will spend less time outside riding their bikes and playing basketball in the sunshine and more time inside watching television and surfing the Internet.

The concept of “back to school safety” used to mean that our children need to wear a seat belt in the family vehicle or, if available, on a school bus, paying attention to adult crossing guards and remembering to look both ways before crossing a street. It also meant when they were home alone they should keep the doors locked and when they were in public they should not talk to strangers. Now strangers can sneak inside your home via the Internet while you are at work and your children are home from school. Jayne Hitchcock, president of Working to Halt On…

No, You Haven't Been Hacked

I'm sorry, but people should get a permit to be online. Or at least a beginner course in how to use the Internet properly. I am sick and tired of getting complaints that "I've been hacked!"

No, you haven't.

Real hackers don't bother with common folk like you and me. Real hackers don't just go breaking into people's email accounts to harass them. Real hackers are smarter than you (and probably smarter than me) and look for challenges.

You probably chose a password that was either

A) Easy to guess (like your dog's name, an anniversary or birthdate, the school you graduated from, your favorite color, etc

B) You wrote it down on a piece of paper in plain view or near your computer and the person who is now harassing/impersonating you found it and used it against you

C) You openly gave the person your password and when your relationship/friendship ended, you forgot to change your password.

Examples follow of real incidents reported to me:

He got so mad at me …

Westborough Public Library, Mass

I'm a bit late posting this, but wanted to let you all know about the wonderful true crime panel I was part of at the Westborough Public Library in Massachusetts on August 20, 2008.

It's part of the Sisters in Crime New England Chapter, of which I am a member (as well as their national organization). You can see the schedule there - I am on quite a few panels in October.

There were three of us: Margaret Press, Mary-Ann Tirone Smith and me. I was the first to arrive and Chris decided to come along with me, even though he was exhausted from the weird hours we works at Home Depot (one day it will be 9-6 pm, the next 12-9 pm, the next 6-3pm). He carried in my box of books and settled in the back of the room. People began arriving and Donna Martel from the library talked with me for a bit. Margaret showed up, then Mary-Ann (who brough her hubby, too).

We set up our books for sale on the table next to us, then decided I'd start the panel. We had a good crowd, about 30 or so people…

WHOA Newsletter - September 1, 2008

WHO@ Newsletter

September 1, 2008

I couldn't make this up if I tried. . .I apologize if this offends anyone, but I laughed my butt off when I read just the headline

Malaysian man gets nut stuck around penis: report;_ylt=AiSw8e7nJunHAoggc6PXKHDtiBIF

A Malaysian welder had to have a nut removed from around his penis after an attempt to lengthen it before he gets engaged next week went embarrassingly wrong, a news report said Sunday.

The nut got stuck on his penis following an erection, the Star newspaper said, forcing him to seek help at a hospital in southern Johor state.

Staff from the Sultanah Aminah hospital had to drain some blood from the penis and cut away a top layer of skin before the object could be removed, the newspaper said.

It said the fire and rescue department were also involved in trying to remove the nut from the unnamed welder, who is in his 20s and hoped the nut would weigh down his penis to make it longer.

"The patient …

Chris' Birthday - August 31st

The hubby had to work noon to 9 at Home Depot yesterday. I hate those hours. I met him in Portsmouth for an early dinner on his lunch break. I drove our Jeep down there via Route 1. Because of the big tires on it, it doesn't do highway speeds well. I love driving that Jeep!

Lunch was good - Wendy's spicy chix sandwich for me, Baconator for him. He had driven my car to work, so we switched cars. He knew I had someplace to go that was highway driving.

I got to the cemetery in Dover, NH at a little after 5pm. I'd gone to Rite Aid earlier to get a new flag to replace the one on Chris' grave, which I had a feeling wouldn't be there and it wasn't. I attached a pin with his photo from USMC boot camp graduation to the flag and laid a 3rd Marine Division pin on the headstone.

I cleared some weeds from around the bronze plaque in the ground and noticed something missing. One of Chris' friends had put a guitar pick at the top of the plaque, but it was gone. I rooted arou…