Friday, March 24, 2017

'Bune snoozes and IL gets the scoop: "City of New Albany, residents head to court over road improvement project."

We have all been here before, haven't we?

Shane Gibson is unaccountable yet again as "City of New Albany Withholding Public Records in Mount Tabor Road Land Grab."

The Indiana Public Access Counselor has affirmed that the city of New Albany has unlawfully denied public records to a landowner who is pushing back against the city’s use of eminent domain in a Mount Tabor Road expansion project.

I'm happy to see Insider Louisville step up; meanwhile, over yonder lies Hanson's 'Bama Folly, scooped once again. Apparently the N & T is delighted to receive tips about New Albany stories, just as long as they can't be traced to NA Confidential.

Remind me again: Why have I been sending website traffic to their advertising clickers in good faith these past 12 years?

Verily, you can trust those corporate types ... they'll ALWAYS let you down.

City of New Albany, residents head to court over road improvement project, by Caitlin Bowling (IL)

The city of New Albany is trying to use eminent domain to secure land from more than a dozen property owners for the Mt. Tabor Road Restoration and Pedestrian Safety project, but some property owners have raised concerns about the plan.

Earlier this month, the city filed complaints in Floyd County Circuit Court against 17 property owners asking the court to rule that the city can take ownership of a portion of their properties that run along Mt. Tabor Road. The property will allow the city to reconstruct nearly 1.1 miles of road, install full curbs and gutters, and build sidewalks on both sides of the road.


 ... In a letter to the Indiana Department of Natural Resources, Dennis Feiock, who owns property at the corner of Mt. Tabor Road and Klerner Lane, said residents don’t oppose improvements to the road, but adding two sidewalks is superfluous and would create more impervious surfaces in an area with flooding problems.

“From all the discussion on this subject over the past 4 years, it has become apparent that the only person supporting dual sidewalks at this location is the Mayor of New Albany,” Feiock wrote in the email ...

ON THE AVENUES: Cataloguing my consciousness on a warm spring day.

ON THE AVENUES: Cataloguing my consciousness on a warm spring day. 

A weekly column by Roger A. Baylor.

"It can be costly to speak truth to power in your own home community" -- from Harry Caudill: Man of Courage, a film by Jerry Deaton

Seldom do I “wing it” when writing a column, but it’s been an improvisational kind of week, month, year and career. Maybe I’m learning to live with it, so here goes.


My mother died almost two weeks ago, and since then, Diana and I have been touched on a daily basis by the many kind words, heartfelt consolations and loving memories.

They’ve come in abundance from our kinfolk, her former students and teaching colleagues, my older friends and newer acquaintances, and especially (at least from my perspective) from my parents’ neighbors on Baylor-Wisman Road in Georgetown. They're such wonderful people.

Any effort to convey our appreciation almost inevitably will be feeble and inadequate, so please accept from us a final, simple “thank you.”


At the visitation, I found myself fielding numerous questions about what I’ve been doing these past two years and whether there are concrete plans on my horizon.

These are fair questions, and when folks care enough to ask me, I’m happy to attempt an answer.

For those just tuning in, my career as part of the business entity variously known as Sportstime Pizza, Rich O’s Public House, the New Albanian Brewing Company (and later, Bank Street Brewhouse) lasted from 1990 through 2015.

By early 2015, themes and threads gestating for several years had combined into something approximating a personal resolve to do something different with my life, and I decided to sell my share of both NABC corporations to my two longtime business partners.

Why, exactly?

In retrospect, numerous minor differences of opinion among the partners seemed poised to become major, and while it may yet prove to be mistaken, I thought perhaps some of the rancor might be avoided by being pro-active.

Concurrently, the craft beer revolution of which I was a regional originator looked to be well traveling down the familiar path of self-consumption and bastardization via capitalism as usual, soon to emerge as respected, business-publication-salivary-market segment, one consequently ripe for counter-revolution.

Seeing as I don’t tithe at the altar of the American religious cult known as Business for the Sake of Business, and I’ve never been able to abide business pursuits that involve propriety, respectability or One Southern Indiana (some would suggest “profitability” be added to this list), when “craft” beer stopped being fun, it ceased being me.

I don’t regret the decision to melt away and start over. However, it admittedly disappoints me that the NABC “divorce” settlement has not been resolved in all this time.

Perhaps this always was to be expected from an internal dynamic mirroring that of Fleetwood Mac, circa 1977 -- though without the cocaine (trust me, there was a time when my beer consumption made up for it).

What now?

Interestingly, having steadily conceded ground in desultory settlement negotiations until sparse pennies on the dollar appeared a preferable alternative to the risk of brain damage from the inanity’s expanding extent, my mother’s unfortunate passing has altered the stalemate – at least in my head.

It is as though I’ve been freed of restraint, with the sweet radicalism of old tapping gingerly on the door of a hitherto bolted closet, asking for an opportunity to stretch its legs for the sake of old times.

So, until an agreement is reached and a check is cashed, I remain a one-third owner of all things NABC – some parcels of which are worth more than others, for which there is a simple, business-like solution, although it remains unavailable when two-thirds of ownership has blockaded (and sought to starve) the minority partner, this being me, and categorically refuse to implement the one expedient most helpful to all.

Yes, I’ve made plenty of rotten decisions in my life. However, drinking as often as possible with lawyers has not been one of them. Cocktails may be set to resume.


In spite of the settlement imbroglio, I have no regrets at all about the last two years of my life. It isn’t the first time I’ve retired for a short bit while I’m young enough to enjoy it, rather than waiting for decrepitude.

Borrowing against the future always is something of a risk, but the rewards have been ample, even if it can’t last forever. We’ve gotten by, and enjoyed lots of love and laughs along the way.

You can’t ask for anything more, can you?

I’m still a beer guy and always will be, and my beer business legacy is secure. I know quite a bit, and the pendulum is swinging back toward my sweet spot. There’ll be opportunities, whether on my own (as previously discussed) or working for someone else.

Stepping away from the business has allowed for time to clear my head and recover from what hasn’t always been a harmonious journey. There have been hours to read, learn and absorb much of value apart from beer. It turns out that I’m still as interested as ever in education and teaching. The passion merely needs a fresh venue.

Running for mayor in 2015 was an epochal experience in itself. I’m proud of what we managed given lack of resources and daunting odds, and the dissident in me became newly empowered. It isn’t about winning or losing. It’s how you game the play.

I’ve been writing at length each and every day, and while most of it has come without remuneration, a unique body of work has been created. At some juncture, this blog will be seen for what it has become.

Two years ago, when I embarked upon the original “leave of absence,” my mother was beginning her transition into assisted living. From this point, her health began a gradual decline, but there still were plenty of high points and memorable times.

Remaining "at large" in terms of employment and obligations enabled me to be there for her. I did the best I could, and I’m happy to have had the opportunity to share in her final months.

In short, now the time has come. Coffee break’s over, and it’s time to stand on my head again.


Many of you know that I've been strategizing about a beer business comeback under narrowly defined parameters. Full-tilt gonzo entrepreneurialism may or may not be a younger man’s game; at any rate, it doesn't have quite the lure as before.

However, if the cats can be herded within those parameters, I’m more than game for the challenge. I’m also listening if any prospective beer entrepreneurs believe I may be of help in assisting in their efforts.

I’ve often joked about how 25 years of self-employment can render one unemployable. It may even be true, but this same quarter-century of experience has certain value of its own. I have a strong work ethic, plenty of zeal and passion, and an absolute commitment to disseminating knowledge through education and explanation.

I may be able to give someone a hand.

Whatever comes next for me is likely to be the result of serendipity as much as planning. I’ve broken a few rules and bent a good many more, but I believe that’s how it’s done.

Everything is relative. My stakes haven’t ever been as high as Harry Caudill’s, and yet insisting on speaking truth to power in my own home community probably haven’t made things easier for me in the past, and won’t in the future.

So be it. If we don’t stand for something, we fall for anything.

After all these years, perhaps finally it’s becoming clear to me. My father was blue collar; passionate, outspoken and honest. My mother was a professional educator; intelligent and determined in pursuit of a mission to educate, one no less zealous for being conducted more methodically.

They raised me right, and I inherited the good from each. Maybe I wasn't always comfortable with it. These days, it all makes sense.

There it is – an hour’s worth of column scribbling with minimal edits and no conclusions. As always, thanks for reading.


Recent columns:

March 16: ON THE AVENUES: It's all so simple, says Jeff Gahan.Remove the impoverished, and voila! No more poverty!

March 9: ON THE AVENUES: Never preach free speech to a yes man; it wastes your time and annoys Team Gahan.

March 2: ON THE AVENUES: Breaking up is hard to do. Just ask the Reichstag.

February 23: ON THE AVENUES: A stern-side view of Gravity Head, nineteen times over.

"The Gig Economy Celebrates Working Yourself to Death."

I'm not sure how many chapters have been compiled; perhaps this is the 356th in a series called "My Love/Hate Relationship with America."

That damned drunken stork ...

The Gig Economy Celebrates Working Yourself to Death, by Jia Tolentino (The New Yorker)

 ... At the root of this is the American obsession with self-reliance, which makes it more acceptable to applaud an individual for working himself to death than to argue that an individual working himself to death is evidence of a flawed economic system. The contrast between the gig economy’s rhetoric (everyone is always connecting, having fun, and killing it!) and the conditions that allow it to exist (a lack of dependable employment that pays a living wage) makes this kink in our thinking especially clear. Human-interest stories about the beauty of some person standing up to the punishments of late capitalism are regular features in the news, too. I’ve come to detest the local-news set piece about the man who walks ten or eleven or twelve miles to work—a story that’s been filed from Oxford, Alabama; from Detroit, Michigan; from Plano, Texas. The story is always written as a tearjerker, with praise for the person’s uncomplaining attitude; a car is usually donated to the subject in the end. Never mentioned or even implied is the shamefulness of a job that doesn’t permit a worker to afford his own commute.

TheatreWorks of Southern Indiana: First season of six productions to launch on June 1.

It's almost April, which provides an opportunity for an update. First, where we've already been.

Check out the new logo for TheatreWorks of Southern Indiana, and please consider donating.

The Parthenon is coming back to life: "TheatreWorks to Open a Community Arts Center in Downtown New Albany."

Now, where it's going. Auditions have been announced for Neil Simon's Rumors (here), and the C-J just released a detailed spread about a theater-in-progress.

Preparations underway for New Albany arts center, by Elizabeth Kramer (Courier-Journal)

TheatreWorks Artistic Director Chris Bundy knew the first time he took a tour of the historic building in downtown New Albany that it could be "the place."

“I knew this could be so elegant,” Bundy said as he toured the building at 203 E. Main St. that is undergoing a transformation into an arts center.

Since February, the TheatreWorks team and construction workers have been furiously working to get the building — erected as a bank in 1837 — and performance spaces ready so the company can launch its first season of six productions in its new home on June 1.

Bundy - who taught theater for 39 years, including 15 at Floyd Central where he led the theater program - has been designing the first-floor mainstage theater space and a second-floor space that will have a portable stage that can be used for different kinds of performances by guest groups.

Former council candidate Noah McCourt has been invited to participate in a United Nations panel.

You'll recall that in 2015, Noah and I got to know each other when he ran unsuccessfully for 6th district council (GOP). He later moved back to Minnesota and has stayed very much involved. Following is big news about Noah from his local newspaper in Waconia, which is a city of 11,500 located just west of Minneapolis (as a side note, Waconians reading this post may be interested to learn that their Wikipedia page has been mischievously altered).

Former council candidate invited to UN panel, by Adam Quandt (Waconia Sun Patriot)

Despite a loss in the 2016 election for a city council seat, Waconia resident Noah McCourt isn’t slowing down in terms of involvement.

Most recently, McCourt was invited to participate in a United Nations panel during World Autism Awareness Day on March 31. The panel will take place in the ECOSOC Chamber of the United Nations in New York.

At a young age, McCourt was diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome and later also diagnosed with Reactive Attachment Disorder, as well as a mood disorder, anxiety disorder and Attention Deficit Disorder. Despite the diagnoses, McCourt has maintained a can-do attitude in all aspects of his life.

McCourt is scheduled to sit on a panel event titled “Toward Autonomy and Self-Determination,” which will look at guardianships, legal capacity, independent living, developing relationships and much more.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

There will be no posts at NA Confidential on Thursday, March 23.

The visitation/observance for my mother is Thursday evening in Georgetown, and the blog will be left silent until Friday, when ON THE AVENUES will appear. Once again, thanks to everyone who has conveyed their kind thoughts, in whatever form, by whatever means.

The 2017 Be Local Expo is Thursday evening at the Elks Lodge on Pearl Street.

The information's on the poster. I can't attend, but if you're in the neighborhood, give it a look ... but no flasks for this one, as the Elks Lodge is an ATC-licensed facility. Let's hope the bar is open.

Breakwater fire revisited: Exactly what are the potential dangers of "Toothpick Construction" techniques?

And we criticized Soviet designs?

As most readers know, The Breakwater is New Albany's ballyhooed "luxury" apartment complex, a titled possession of the Flaherty & Collins behemoth in Indianapolis, but also municipally subsidized -- to be frank, to an obscene extent.

One of the two buildings at The Breakwater caught fire on February 24, and New Albany firefighters spent most of the next day fighting the blaze. Fortunately the building was unoccupied (there were minor firefighter injuries), but because it hadn't yet been finished, the sprinkler system was not activated.

According to a subsequent investigation, contractor error was responsible. The rubble since has been cleared, the insurance companies are haggling, and reconstruction will resume.

You can read the official conclusion of the Breakwater fire investigation in a previous post. Included are complete story links.

Fast forwarding a month, articles published just this week at Fire Engineering and The News & Observer (Raleigh, North Carolina) are hard-hitting, indeed.

In the first, we learn that in the aftermath of a catastrophic fire of similar circumstances in Raleigh, questions about building methods and materials are being raised.

In Raleigh building fire, a warning about construction standards, by the editorial board (The News & Observer)

As growth in Raleigh booms, buildings rise quickly. Perhaps, too quickly.

The spectacular fire that consumed a 241-unit apartment building under construction near downtown Raleigh last Thursday night has raised questions about the type and quality of building methods and materials being used in new buildings.

The fire that reduced The Metropolitan, an unfinished, five-story building at the corner of West Jones and Harrington Street, was apparently fueled by the extensive use of wood in the upper floors. Wood allows for faster and less expensive construction than using concrete and steel, but it’s vulnerable to fire, especially when the building is unfinished and sprinklers have not yet been installed ...

I highly recommend reading in its entirety this piece by Jack J. Murphy about large lightweight toothpick construction buildings. He's a fire service veteran, and appends his essay with voluminous references. Why aren't we listening?

Note: In the first paragraph of Murphy's article, it is my view that he intended to use the word "reservations" rather than "justifications." As we have observed so many times before, spell check doesn't help when the wrong word is spelled correctly.

Toothpick Construction: Enough Is Enough, by Jack J. Murphy (Fire Engineering)

The fire service has ample justifications about large lightweight toothpick construction buildings (LLW/TPC) long before the recent Raleigh (NC) five-alarm ‘Toothpick Construction’ fire.

So why is the construction industry and insurance companies not paying heed when it comes to better fire protection features? This can be effected either via the code development process or the industry stepping up and creating ‘best practices’ for an enhanced balance of fire protection systems, namely a full building suppression system and more robust passive fire protection for draft-stopping and fire walls (masonry) that extend through the roof within these residential complexes.

Over the years, the fire service has advocated a balance of fire protection that has fallen on deaf ears. A new fire service tactic to consider before a municipal council hearing and/or state legislation is how LLW/TPC building complex fires (whether these structures are under construction or occupied) are overwhelming local fire department response. For many communities, a fire response must go way beyond the municipality border lines to get a sustainable fighting force to help prevent such an enormous fire from becoming a much larger community conflagration.

In the February 2017, a LLW/TPC building under construction fire occurred in Maplewood, New Jersey. This fire quickly spread to the exposure building of similar construction; this building was approximately a few weeks away from being occupied. This building did, however, have masonry fire walls, although they are not yet required by code; they played a key role in saving the structure ...

As an aside, in Kansas yet another fire broke out prior to the activation of sprinklers and destroyed an apartment building.

Official says welder sparked massive Kansas apartment fire (AP, via Fire Engineering)

OVERLAND PARK, Kan. (AP) — A fire that leveled a multi-million dollar apartment building under construction and spread to about two dozen homes in suburban Kansas City started when a welder accidentally ignited wooden building materials, fire officials said.

More than 100 firefighters battled the blaze at the CityPlace development in Overland Park on Monday and three were treated for minor injuries. The fire destroyed the four-story apartment building, heavily burned a second and rained burning debris onto a nearby neighborhood, damaging at least 22 other homes.

Overland Park Fire Chief Bryan Dehner said the building where the fire started was "most vulnerable" when the fire happened because it was so early in the construction process that it lacked fire deterrents such as a sprinkler system.

This makes three fires in three different places in a month's span of time, all quite similar. Are any local news outlets planning on following up on these themes and how they pertain to our area?

I'm looking at you, Susan Duncan.

Shane Gibson is unaccountable yet again as "City of New Albany Withholding Public Records in Mount Tabor Road Land Grab."

(6:00 p.m. update: Typo has been corrected in banner)

(6:30 p.m. update: Receveur has launched a web site where you can read all the documents pertaining to this case: New Albany Land Grab)

Following is a press release, courtesy of local businessman Colin Receveur. Municipal corporate counsel Shane Gibson's cavalier disregard for public information requests is legendary. I'm delighted to his snared in arrogance of his own making. But just remember that taking metaphorical bullets for the mayor is why Gibson gets the big money -- the really, really big money. Jeff Gahan's the one who should be answering for this, isn't he?


City of New Albany Withholding Public Records in Mount Tabor Road Land Grab

New Albany, IN — The Indiana Public Access Counselor has affirmed that the city of New Albany has unlawfully denied public records to a landowner who is pushing back against the city’s use of eminent domain in a Mount Tabor Road expansion project.

Colin Receveur — a local business owner, entrepreneur, and land developer — had sent three formal requests for the city of New Albany to supply building permits, curb cut, and driveway permit for two of his properties, 815 and 819 Mount Tabor Road. These are two of the many properties being affected by the city’s long and winding $6.5 million federally funded project to repair drainage and erosion issues and provide sidewalk space.

All of Receveur’s requests for public records to the city were denied without cause. Luke H. Britt, Indiana’s public access counselor, has found that those denials have put the city of New Albany in violation of Indiana Public Records Access Act.

“The city has switched gears and project proposals more times than I can count, and the property owners affected by the project are being left in the dark,” Receveur said.

“This recent decision to keep public records out of the hands of property owners makes it plain to see that the city is expecting landowners to cough up their properties in exchange for unjust sums and virtually zero documentation.”

Receveur appealed to the Indiana Public Access Counselor after outright public record refusals from New Albany City Attorney Shane Gibson, members of the New Albany City Council, and members of the New Albany Board of Works and Safety.

Receveur isn’t the only New Albany landowner upset with the city’s handling of the Mount Tabor Road project. Residents have packed city councils meetings to oppose the project, and Receveur has compiled 117 pages of complaints.

“It’s unfortunate that the city is ignoring such a large portion of its constituents,” Receveur said. “This has been a boondoggle from start to finish. It’s a project that is said to help erosion issues on the road, but the city’s tactics have eroded the trust between local landowners and our local government.”

Receveur’s chief concern is the fate of his apartment building at 815 Mount Tabor Road. The city’s proposal will snatch all six of the available parking spaces for the apartment residents. The plan brings a dangerous change to Receveur’s tenants and his business.

He worries that his business will not be able to operate under the proposed road changes. Even worse, he said his current tenants will not have access to available parking and may have to park their vehicles across Mount Tabor Road or the busy Grant Line Road.

The city has informed Receveur that those parking spaces at 815 Mount Tabor Road are unpermitted but has denied document verification. Receveur said he hopes the Indiana Public Access Counselor decision helps other local residents who have also been denied records or explanations from the city.

“Our goal here is to have the city provide adequate documentation, transparency, and just compensation,” Receveur said. “Right now, the city of New Albany is asking us to forfeit our land but is slamming the door in our faces when we request documentation that we are legally entitled to see.”

For more information, contact Colin Receveur at 502-443-1082 or

SHANE'S EXCELLENT NEW WORDS meets THE BEER BEAT: Boontling, a local dialect made famous by Anderson Valley Brewing Company.

In 2006, Graham Phillips and I came very close to the town of Boonville, California during our Great American Road Trip.

After stopping for lunch at Russian River Brewing Company, we were headed north on the Pacific Coast Highway, bound for Fort Bragg and a planned visit to the North Coast Brewing Company.

As can be seen from the map, the topography makes easy watershed crossings problematic once you've chosen the coastal highway. We decided to forego the interior and stick to the ocean's edge.

During the time of the Public House's inception and youth in the early 1990s, certain California microbrews (later, "craft" beers) were much sought after amid the metro Louisville beer desert.

Anchor had been present for a while, and Sierra Nevada arrived in Indiana to much fanfare around 1993. Roughly at this point, or perhaps shortly thereafter, both North Coast and Anderson Valley became available.

Finally ... the good stuff.

What we wanted most from North Coast was Old Rasputin Russian Imperial Stout. The game-changer from Anderson Valley was Hop Ottin' IPA, which seemed a tad sexier than Anchor's hoppy but old-hat Liberty Ale.

Hop Ottin' was a precursor to our IPA-crazed contemporary era, and it also serves to introduce today's lingo.


The brewery often uses words and phrases from the local Boontling lingo on their labels and packaging, as well as in some of their beer names (e.g. Hop Ottin'). Their packaging also features the company mascot, Barkley the "Legendary Boonville Beer". This fictional Anderson Valley native is part bear, part deer and looks like a bear with antlers. (Bear + Deer = Beer)

At the brewery's taproom, a Boontling word is featured each day.

Boontling Language of Boonville (Atlas Obscura)

A local dialect born in the late 19th century is only spoken in this isolated California valley.

 ... Boontling can be fairly simple to pick up, because it operates grammatically the same way English does. So if you’re a Brightlighter looking to buckeye in Boont, listen to the kimmies and minks harpin’ tidrick. You may get a beemsch from a bearman.

On second thought, maybe we should have dropped by.

The coaches could pay H-O-R-S-E instead: "NCAA Players Should Strike at the Final Four."

Photo credit: Forbes.

They're schools first, and sports programs second. Perhaps the single point uniting Democrats and Republicans is a shared tendency to ignore this fact.

That's why I'm obliged to continue reminding you.

NCAA Players Should Strike at the Final Four, by Dave Zirin and Etan Thomas (The Nation)

They have the power to force a change, but only if they refuse to be pawns in someone else’s game.

 ... One common argument against paying these athletes is that the cost of their tuition and room and board is already covered. But NCAA is a billion (with a b) dollar annual industry. The idea that players should just be grateful for what they get is in line with the contention that workers in a multi-national corporation’s sweatshop should be grateful to earn pennies for their labor. Free market proponents argue that those workers are better off because they have been given the “opportunity” to make those pennies, but that doesn’t change the reality of exploitation. That’s what’s going on in the NCAA. The NCAA sits on a cash cow, a Scrooge McDuck-type gold mine, and they are very happy with the system working the exact way they designed it to work ...

 ... Whenever the topic of paying college athletes is brought up today, forecasts of the death of college sports flood the airwaves. Yet the only thing that will destroy intercollegiate athletics is continuation of the current system, a system without a moral center that careens from one scandal to the next and is rooted in rank exploitation. This system will either be wrecked by its current minders or remade by the players themselves.

The NCAA is not going to change anything if they are not compelled, just as the NBA and MLB weren’t going to change anything back in the day without the push of people like Oscar Robertson and Curt Flood. The players have the power to force a change, but only if they refuse to be pawns in someone else’s game.

"Planned Parenthood Videos Explain Abortion Process."

1. Because the opening paragraph is expository writing at its finest.

2. Because the Confidentials as a family support Planned Parenthood, which is of far more importance as a whole than any separate part.

3. Because it's fine by me if Teen Vogue becomes the voice of the Resistance even as Democrats can't seem to locate a guiding principle.

Planned Parenthood Videos Explain Abortion Process, by Brittney McNamara (Teen Vogue)

Planned Parenthood explains in two videos.

With more and more restrictions on legal abortion being made law, it's important that we know all the facts. That way, instead of talking about abortion in hypotheticals or scenarios, we can talk factually, about what's really going on. To do that, we not only have to know what you can and can't do regarding abortion, we also have to know what actually happens when you get an abortion. Abortion is a safe, common and legal medical procedure. Planned Parenthood made it even easier to get educated on what abortion actually is with two recent videos, outlining the two different kinds of abortions you can get.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Hire the panhandlers -- better yet, make them serve on city council.

“Halt, prying progressive anti-establishmentarians. You shall not pass!”

Standing before us was a fully armored Roman centurion, complete with diamond-studded breastplate and 24-carat plumed helmet. Iron and steel clanked ominously as the man unfurled his Latinate scroll.

Bizarrely, the scroll displayed an anchor.

“It is I – Tiberius Severus Octavian Elagabalus Septimius Augustus Claudius Hadrian, the Protector of Fitting and Proper Scribnerian Values, Deliverer of all Downtown Datedness, Master of the Ex-Mercantile, and Guardian of the Gates.

"As institutionalized by Thoreau, Milken and even Adam Dickey, I'm entrusted with the responsibility to implacably oppose the invading barbarians, for which the city shall be eternally grateful. We will meet them on the plains, and in the forests, and in the streets, out behind the flood wall and at the Dog Park if necessary.

"Why? Because Jeff Gahan is right! These homeless, panhandling and impoverished ragamuffins make all of us respectable clean-cut paragons of civic virtue look bad. It's even worse than Woodstock. We wouldn't have tolerated these dirty subversives during student council back in the 1950s, and we won't now. I call for the sworn troops of the elite Caesarean Section to muster on Bono Road, and put 'em all on the same cattle cars.

"Damn the torpedoes, and full speed to Galena!"

The Green Mouse paused for a quick but soulful flask's reverie.

"Councilman Caesar, does this mean you're opposed to the idea of giving panhandlers jobs?

In Maine, Portland Tries a New Tactic With Panhandlers: Hiring Them, by Matthew Haag (New York Times)

The complaints poured into City Hall in Portland, the scenic city in Maine with cobblestone streets and waterfront parks. Panhandlers were taking over sidewalks, clogging busy intersections and scaring off tourists.

City officials responded in the same manner as their counterparts across the country — with force. Starting in 2013, they outlawed begging on street medians, saying it was a public safety issue. After a federal court struck down that law, Portland bulldozed a strip in the middle of a road that had proved popular with beggars.

Despite the aggressive approach, panhandlers did not disappear.

So starting in April, Portland plans to try a new tactic. The city will hire a few panhandlers a day, pay them $10.68 an hour, the city’s minimum wage, and assign them to clean parks and public spaces.

The Portland city manager, Jon Jennings, said it was time to think of another solution and believes this one will help everyone. He hopes to eventually be able to convert some of the jobs into full-time work with the city, he said, and Portland’s parks will be more beautiful.

Once again, NA Confidential handily scoops Jeff Gahan's flailing propaganda commissariat, so let's take a glance at the mayor's new theme park.

Can someone help us out? Is this a scene from the 1917 twister, the 2017 public housing action plan or the remodeled front room at Tommy Lancaster's? Is there broaster chicken yet?

Discussions here at the blog started over the weekend.

It looks like the demolition of the old Tommy Lancaster's on Market is underway. Presumably, Gahanesque luxury is on the horizon.

The fever for Redevelopment Commission demolition: Lancaster's is coming down, Market Boy is next and incentives are sure to follow.

Now, four days later, City Hall has gotten around to revealing the latest "fix" to occur without substantive public discussion -- perhaps another gentrification project embellished in late-period Suburban Balsa architectural design, coming soon to Uptown just as soon as the abatements, incentives and sewer tap-in waivers are inked.

Verily, Gahan's still "not finished yet," but exactly what do you bequeath a city when you've already tiffed it a luxury indoor astroturf-clad recreation center, a luxury water slide, a luxury apartment complex and a luxury dog grooming park?

The Green Mouse has learned that the mayor plans to fill the space between Market, Vincennes and King Streets with a tourist attraction called Fort Gahan.

As a replica of the Colonial-era trading post built by the pioneering Gahan family, who since January 1, 2012 have officially predated the arrival to New Albany of those upstart poseur Scribners, Fort Gahan will feature an interactive museum dedicated to the city's founding Mac Eacháin family (their name later was shortened to "Jeff"), complete with a trendy eatery priced to suit the beautiful people; children's games like pin-the-tail-on-the-progressive, and a streamlined 24-hour campaign finance portal.

But first, down with those nasty buildings. Take it away, Mike; after all, we know you really said it, not him.

Demolition to Begin Next Week

March 21, 2017

Revitalization set to begin at Vincennes and East Market Streets. The New Albany Redevelopment Commission obtained possession of the old Tommy Lancaster’s Restaurant and Market Boy Convenient Store. Both structures, over years of neglect, have become eyesores and blight in the area. Tommy Lancaster’s Restaurant once served thousands of customers over several decades. However, the restaurant closed in 2011 and has been vacant and deteriorating since its closing. Market Boy, which sits adjacent to Tommy’s, has not seen any improvements for years and too has become a blight and eyesore for the area.

Both properties, Tommy’s and Market Boy, are set to be razed in the coming week. The properties were evaluated and determined to be unsalvageable. Upon demolition, the Redevelopment Commission will begin the process of revitalization by putting the properties together in a Request for Proposal to spur economic development in that area and along the Vincennes corridor.

“Tommy’s and Market Boy are two establishments that have served our community well over the years,” stated Mayor Jeff Gahan, “but it is exciting to facilitate and make way for brand new development here in New Albany.”

Yuval Noah Harari: "Homo sapiens rules the world because it is the only animal that can believe in things that exist purely in its own imagination, such as gods, states, money and human rights."

The topic is writer and historian Yuval Noah Harari, author of the book Sapiens. Those with an hour and a half to devote to this Sam Harris conversation with Harari are urged to do so.

Reality and the Imagination: A Conversation with Yuval Noah Harari (Sam Harris)

In this episode of the Waking Up podcast, Sam Harris speaks with Yuval Noah Harari about meditation, the need for stories, the power of technology to erase the boundary between fact and fiction, wealth inequality, the problem of finding meaning in a world without work, religion as a virtual reality game, the difference between pain and suffering, the future of globalism, and other topics.

Harari's web site dives straight into it.


Homo sapiens rules the world because it is the only animal that can believe in things that exist purely in its own imagination, such as gods, states, money and human rights.

Starting from this provocative idea, Sapiens goes on to retell the history of our species from a completely fresh perspective. It explains that money is the most pluralistic system of mutual trust ever devised; that capitalism is the most successful religion ever invented; that the treatment of animals in modern agriculture is probably the worst crime in history; and that even though we are far more powerful than our ancient ancestors, we aren’t much happier.

By combining profound insights with a remarkably vivid language, Sapiens has already acquired almost cultic status among diverse audiences, captivating teenagers as well as university professors, animal rights activists alongside government ministers. It is currently being translated into close to thirty languages.

Some of the questions here are thought-provoking.

Yuval Noah Harari: ‘Homo sapiens as we know them will disappear in a century or so’, by Andrew Anthony (The Guardian)

The visionary historian, author of two dazzling bestsellers on the state of mankind, takes questions from Lucy Prebble, Arianna Huffington, Esther Rantzen and a selection of our readers

Last week, on his Radio 2 breakfast show, Chris Evans read out the first page of Sapiens, the book by the Israeli historian Yuval Noah Harari. Given that radio audiences at that time in the morning are not known for their appetite for intellectual engagement – the previous segment had dealt with Gary Barlow’s new tour – it was an unusual gesture. But as Evans said, “the first page is the most stunning first page of any book”.

If DJs are prone to mindless hyperbole, this was an honourable exception. The subtitle of Sapiens, in an echo of Stephen Hawking’s great work, is A Brief History of Humankind. In grippingly lucid prose, Harari sets out on that first page a condensed history of the universe, followed by a summary of the book’s thesis: how the cognitive revolution, the agricultural revolution and the scientific revolution have affected humans and their fellow organisms.

It is a dazzlingly bold introduction, which the remainder of the book lives up to on almost every page. Although Sapiens has been widely and loudly praised, some critics have suggested that it is too sweeping. Perhaps, but it is an intellectual joy to be swept along.

In closing, a review that explores "deep history" more ... well, deeply.

70,000 Years of Human History in 400 Pages, by Michael Saler (The Nation)

Yuval Noah Harari’s Sapiens and the rise of Deep History

... But those who dismiss Sapiens as just another installment of “History for Dummies” would be mistaken. Harari’s synthesis is hard-won: He has read widely, even if his citations don’t always reveal this, and his occasional glibness is a calculated strategy. Many of his grand pronouncements are followed by some reassuring version of “In fact, things were never quite that simple.” He intends to entertain, while posing serious questions worth entertaining. Sapiens will fascinate teenagers and adults alike, and it may be one of the few nonfiction books to have the crossover appeal of much of today’s “YA” fiction. (There is plenty of adolescent humor: Harari illustrates a point about how culture can trump biology by captioning a picture of Pope Francis, “The Catholic alpha male abstains from sexual intercourse and raising a family, even though there is no genetic or ecological reason for him to do so.”)

ASK THE BORED: It's a pretty penny, but safety for humans at the intersection of Main and W. 1st draws nearer.

Three weeks ago, councilman David Barksdale confided that the Redevelopment Commission would be seeking bids at its March meeting (no minutes will be available until they're approved in April) for the crosswalk and "intersection improvements" at Main and West 1st.

This is welcome news, and takes on added importance given the resistance with which City Hall initially greeted the idea. I'll never forget being informed in detail as to the absolute impossibility of such a human-friendly notion -- although negotiating with INDOT to ensure 2015 election-year street paving on Main rather than substantive dialogue about safety proved to be a very do-able priority.

Thanks again to Barksdale and others who helped resolve the impasse, which as this excerpt from October, 2016 was facilitated by the Redevelopment Commission, not BOW.

Note that while Bob Caesar remains a hypocrite concerning the sanctity of budgets and expenditures, his question here is timely, and you're reading it right: $250,000 to get this done. Might it have cost less had the work been incorporated with "get out the vote" paving, rather than resisted by functionaries who hadn't yet bothered to read Jeff Speck's book?

Only Deaf Gahan knows for sure. Here's a repeat of the most recent summary of the long march toward safety at Main and W. 1st.


November 8, 2016

ASK THE BORED: Red carpet pedestrian treatment for Hausfeldt Lane as the trucks roar past the corner of Main and W. 1st.

As a prelude to a discussion that occurred at last week's Bored Conclave, where the plume of white smoke indicates a pants leg on fire -- a meeting kept mercifully short so the political appointees could resume their partisan beak-wetting campaigns -- recall that NA Confidential has placed the topic of crosswalks and pedestrian safety on the front burner way for years.

Here is a sampling of links since 2014. Recently, we've placed the spotlight on the increasingly busy corner of Main and W. 1st, but there are multiple candidates for scrutiny throughout the city, most of them being ignored by the somnolent timer-servers in municipal government.

Must we wait for a traffic study to slow traffic and put crosswalks at the corner of Main and W. 1st?

Walkability might as well begin with the intersection of Main and West 1st, so can it begin now?

As Team Gahan snoozes, the intersection of West 1st and Main is an accident waiting to happen.

Two weekend posts about Team Gahan's arrogant auto-centrism.

Team Gahan's breathtaking passive/aggressive answer to the question of making a safe pedestrian crossing at Main and W. 1st.

ON THE AVENUES: Requiem for the bored.

There is no crosswalk at Main and W. 1st Streets, and yet there's one in the middle of the block by the hospital (2 of 2).

City engineer Larry Summers and INDOT explain why there is no crosswalk at Main and W. 1st Streets (1 of 2).

Dangerous intersections: Something for Greg Phipps to consider, though it's unlikely they will.

Back in June, thanks to the intervention of councilmen Barksdale and Knable (if memory serves), the art of the possible suddenly came to the attention of the snoring usual suspects.

A crosswalk at Main & W. 1st? One month ago it was utterly impossible, but now Redevelopment says anything's possible.

Taking all this into consideration, you'll understand why we're fascinated to learn of the following conversation at last week's Bored of Works gathering.

In short, on Hausfeldt Lane we'll sound alarms, construct non-standard guides and post a city employee to escort folks back and forth across a street made potentially dangerous by passing trucks, but at Main and W. 1st, with thriving businesses on all four corners, and the same dangerous trucks barreling back and forth, uncontrolled in terms of speed on a street too wide, the same argument will be deferred, and until recently ignored, by virtue of ineffectual gurgling sounds, at least until an elected official or two applies pressure and calls the city's perennial bluff.

Why is Team Gahan constantly contemptuous of pedestrians and cyclists?

Could it be, at least in part, that none of them know what it's like to walk?

Monday, March 20, 2017

Running to Stand Still.

I suppose it comes as no surprise that the last few weeks for me have been surreal, a word implying a state of heightened non-reality, not unlike the sensation of a very weird dream.

Except you don't awaken from it, to coffee and renewed clarity. Rather, popular culture moves in mysterious ways, and experiences bleed into each other. The real and the unreal collide.

By mid-February, we knew my mother was dying. Around the same time, owing to Leadership SI activities and topical local debates, I was being immersed in information about the opioid addiction epidemic in Southern Indiana and related public health issues.

In the middle of it, a friend proposed that we attend the U2 show in June at Papa John's Cardinal Stadium. Tickets were purchased, and for the first time in years, I listened to the band's 1987 album, "The Joshua Tree," which will be performed in its entirety at the gig.

With all these things percolating in my brain, one of the songs unexpectedly grabbed me.

"Running to Stand Still" is a song by rock band U2, and it is the fifth track from their 1987 album, The Joshua Tree. A slow ballad based on piano and guitar, it describes a heroin-addicted couple living in Dublin's Ballymun flats; the towers have since become associated with the song.

I've known the story for years, and at first there was an obvious connection with the opioid discussion. The song kept floating back to me when prompted by news items about the proposed halfway house on Spring Street, or the city council's efforts to segregate treatment.

It's been a week since mom died, and yesterday the song started playing again in my head, as though somehow possessing renewed relevance. It occurs to me that "running to stand still" aptly describes what I've been doing to myself these past seven days.

Without thinking about it, I've responded to my mother's death just as she'd have done herself, by trying to wrestle mortality to the ground through sheer organization -- the communications, the notifications, the arrangements, the obituary, and the collating of archives.

All the while, I've been obsessing over all sorts of personal deadlines to finish this, read that, learn twice as much as before, and begin whole new projects without any clear plan to finish them.

Hamster, meet wheel.

The obvious problem with me trying to organize my way out of grief is that while she easily could manage it, I'm just lost in the weeds. My standard joke is that it's never been a problem for me to get organized, just to remain organized.

There is no neat and tidy conclusion to this rumination. I imagine that we all cope with loss as best we can, each in his or her own way. As such, I'm deeply thankful for your comments and condolences, especially from those who have recounted tales from the home economics classroom.

These resonate with me.

That's all for now.

Keynes, Hayek and Marx: Three thinkers with differing ideas about capitalism.

Masters of Money: A worthy video to spend three hours, either as refresher course or inaugural primer about three veins of economic thought.

BBC economics editor Stephanie Flanders examines how three extraordinary thinkers, Keynes, Hayek and Marx, helped shape the 20th century.

The Guardian's review of the 2012 series is here. Flanders keeps the conversation accessible, without hue and wonk.

Keynes ... capitalism is too important to be left to its own devices. 

Hayek ... capitalism only works when government leaves it to its own devices. 

Marx ... capitalism must die of its own devices.

The fever for Redevelopment Commission demolition: Lancaster's is coming down, Market Boy is next and incentives are sure to follow.

The minutes from September, 2016 (above) tell the story, as we'd already surmised here:

It looks like the demolition of the old Tommy Lancaster's on Market is underway. Presumably, Gahanesque luxury is on the horizon.

The bids were discussed in February, 2017 (March commission meeting minutes aren't yet available).

Potential incentives, abatements, municipal partnerships and campaign finance courtesy parameters have yet to be announced ... publicly, that is. Here is the satellite view of future luxury:

“There are some people in the Democratic Party who want to maintain the status quo. They would rather go down with the Titanic so long as they have first-class seats.”

First, Bernie Sanders in West Virginia.

'Healthcare is a Right': Bernie Sanders Finds Common Ground in Trump Country, by Nika Knight (Common Dreams)

The warm reception to Sanders' views—that climate change is real, that universal healthcare is a right, and that free higher education is necessary, among others—demonstrated that residents of this county that voted 75 percent for Trump support far more progressive policies than those touted by the president.

Then, the upper reaches of the Democratic Party, no more willing than Jeff Gahan to stop mainlining Big Cash.

Everyone loves Bernie Sanders. Except, it seems, the Democratic party, by Trevor Timm (The Guardian)

... In other words, they’re doubling down on the exact same failing strategy that Clinton used in the final months of the campaign. Sanders himself put it this way in his usual blunt style in an interview with New York magazine this week – when asked about whether the Democrats can adapt to the political reality, he said: “There are some people in the Democratic Party who want to maintain the status quo. They would rather go down with the Titanic so long as they have first-class seats.”

In the long term, change may be coming for Democrats whether they like it or not. Sanders loyalists are quietly attempting to take over many local Democratic party positions around the country. While Ellison lost the race for the DNC chair, it was incredibly close – closer than Sanders came to beating Clinton. And Sanders’ supporters are already organizing primary challenges to incumbent Democrats who aren’t sufficiently opposing Trump.

Speaking of the mayor, let's drop in on his meeting with the local party minion chairman.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Lucky ol' Cornerstone Engineering: Redevelopment awards $17,500 contract to explore the possibility of "wrapping the parking garage and adding apartments and businesses to the structure."

Here's one out the blue.

Redevelopment Commission secretary Adam "Where the Fix Is Always In" Dickey records Irving Joshua's strange musings on the possibility of the State Street parking garage's adaptive reuse (from the meeting of February 14).

Wouldn't you love it if Cornerstone came back with a recommendation to convert the parking garage into a farmers market?

Develop New Albany's on-line farmers market "poll" is a reeking, juvenile cesspool of intellectual dishonesty. (March 8, 2014)

Why is DNA opposed to having an intelligent community discussion about the farmers market and its place in a revitalizing downtown without resorting to the misconceptions and scaremongering?

Moreover, if we're paying engineering consultants to explore different uses for the parking garage, does it mean we don't have a parking problem, after all?

We need to hurry with the public art solution before Dogs Playing Poker wins -- again.

Tree-based sexism: "Decades of urban landscaping sexism are partly to blame for high pollen counts."

Yes, of course I have a link to match the meme.

Sniffling and sneezing? Too many male trees are (partly) to blame, by Aimee Custis (Greater Greater Washington)

With February's early warm weather, DC's pollen counts are climbing earlier than usual. What you might not know is that decades of urban landscaping sexism are partly to blame for high pollen counts.

That's tree-based, not people-based, sexism. Some common types of trees used in urban landscaping are dioecious, meaning individual trees are either male or female.

When it comes to dioecious plants, cities tend to prefer planting males to females because females drop fruit or seeds that the city then needs to clean up. The most notorious female offenders are gingko trees, whose undesirable smelly fruit plague residents with "strong notes of unwashed feet and Diaper Genie, with noticeable hints of spoiled butter."

But male dioecious trees don't drop seeds or fruit. Instead, in the spring, they release pollen.

With February's early warm weather, DC's pollen counts are climbing earlier than usual. What you might not know is that decades of urban landscaping sexism are partly to blame for high pollen counts.

That's tree-based, not people-based, sexism. Some common types of trees used in urban landscaping are dioecious, meaning individual trees are either male or female.

When it comes to dioecious plants, cities tend to prefer planting males to females because females drop fruit or seeds that the city then needs to clean up. The most notorious female offenders are gingko trees, whose undesirable smelly fruit plague residents with "strong notes of unwashed feet and Diaper Genie, with noticeable hints of spoiled butter."

But male dioecious trees don't drop seeds or fruit. Instead, in the spring, they release pollen.

Horticultural epidemiologist Tom Ogren traces the modern preference for male trees to around 1950, when the USDA released a book that promoted planting male trees over female trees for easy, litter-free maintenance. The idea caught on with private homeowners, nursery suppliers, and city planners. At the time, Dutch Elm disease was on the uptick, and swaths of trees in US cities were being replaced. Today, DDOT's Design and Engineering Manual (section 47.4.4) confirms that "...trees near walks should be thornless and fruitless to minimize maintenance," though of course there are plenty of fruitless trees that aren't dioecious males.

Favoring male trees isn't a bad idea in itself, and Ogren believes no one had any bad intentions. "But when a city does this on a massive scale, it has a huge impact on the health of the people who live there," he said to Governing. Ogren, who developed the Ogren Plants Allergy Scale (OPALS) used by the USDA and American Lung Association, says planting more female trees will reduce the pollen count in a city.

That makes sense. The job of female trees is to capture pollen, essentially acting as natural air filters. But when they're nearly non-existent, we're left with a ton of pollen in the air with no females to trap it ...

Harry Caudill: A must-watch documentary about the attorney, author, legislator, professor and environmental activist, airing at KET on Monday evening.

At WFPL, Michael Washburn reminds us about the life and work of Harry Caudill, subject of a documentary film premiering at KET on Monday, March 20 at 9:00 p.m. (see details below).

All of these books, and Vance’s Hillbilly Elegy in particular, share a common Kentucky-born ancestor, one of the most important American books ever published about the plight of the working poor. Harry Caudill’s Night Comes to the Cumberlands: A Biography of a Depressed Area, first published in 1963, is an often-overlooked American masterpiece that has received credit for igniting Lyndon Johnson’s “War on Poverty” ...

... As Wendell Berry said when eulogizing Caudill in 1990, “He saw, and he said, in as many ways as he could find, that we are involved in a disaster. One the one hand, he saw the hills, the streams, the trees and the people; he saw, on the other hand, the great moneyed interests that had not the power to see the hills, the streams, the trees and the people, but only the power to destroy them.”

In 2015, filmmaker Jerry Deaton previewed his project.

Harry Caudill was a complex man worth remembering (Courier-Journal)

Three years ago I met Anne Caudill at a writer’s meeting in New Albany, Ind. We spoke briefly, I mentioned how I admired her late husband, Harry, and we parted ways. We met again at the same function a year later, I had produced a film on the feuds of Breathitt County, and I mentioned that a documentary on the life of Harry Caudill would be a good idea. She said she would think about it. Another year passed, eventually I convinced her on the merits of the project.

Film-making is no simple task, and finding the money for a project such as this is equally difficult. But, thanks to Christina Lee Brown in Louisville, along with several of my close friends and supporters, and Pinnacle Productions in Lexington, the Harry Caudill documentary project is underway ...

Deaton, a native of Breathitt County, seems the ideal choice to make this film about Caudill.

One could focus on his complexities, and produce a controversial and tantalizing film. But that would fall short of the mark and detract from his overall body of work that is as relevant today as it was 50 years ago. To focus just on his accomplishments would also miss the point, and were he alive to see it, likely anger this great man who cared so deeply about his mountains. The way I see it, a film about Caudill must show his life accomplishments, while placing his complexities in perspective, but most importantly, it must continue his efforts to help eastern Kentucky find its way. It must remind us that our mountain region is blessed with beauty, abundant resources and fine people, and that eastern Kentuckians must take the improvement of their beloved home into their own hands.

The KET press release brings us up to date. I'll be watching. Thanks to the Bookseller for the reminder.


Documentary spotlighting life, work of Harry Caudill to air on KET

Best known for his seminal 1963 work, Night Comes to the Cumberlands, Harry Caudill (1922-1990) spent his entire career as an advocate for Eastern Kentucky. As an attorney, author, legislator, professor and environmental activist from Letcher County, Caudill worked to document – and rectify – the environmental and social consequences of what he believed were unfair practices by the region’s coal industry.

KET will air a new independent documentary, Harry Caudill: A Man of Courage, which spotlights Caudill’s decades-long work to help forge a better future for Eastern Kentucky. The program premieres on KET Monday, March 20 at 9/8 pm. Directed by Jerry Deaton, a Frankfort filmmaker and author, and produced by David Harl of Lexington’s Pinnacle Productions, the film includes archival footage and perspectives from those who knew Caudill well, including a rare interview with his widow, Mrs. Anne Frye Caudill.

“Caudill sent a wake-up call to the world when he published Night Comes to the Cumberlands, a critical and accurate description of a land and its people who had been exploited by an industry, betrayed by their leaders and forgotten by the rest of the country,” Deaton says in the film’s narration.

Night Comes to the Cumberlands is often credited for helping inspire a wave of federal relief efforts that targeted Eastern Kentucky in the late 1960s, including Lyndon B. Johnson’s “War on Poverty.”

And while Caudill’s signature work was published more than 50 year ago, many of its messages still resonate, Deaton believes. “We still don’t have the answers,” he told The Herald-Leader before the film’s 2016 Frankfort screening. “The main reason I did this documentary is that I believe [Caudill’s] message needs to stay alive. People need to hear it. More important than the man himself, with all due respect, is what he tried to tell us.”

Harl, the film’s producer, agrees. “We need to remember that Caudill’s message of protecting our environment and addressing poverty in Kentucky are not necessarily anti-coal positions. Today, we still need to look at more sustainable methods for obtaining resources and protecting the economic interests of our people,” he said.

Harry Caudill: A Man of Courage is an independent production of Pinnacle Productions, written and narrated by Jerry Deaton, produced by David Harl and edited by Michael Breeding.

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