Late
afternoon. You just completed the near final draft of chapter nineteen. Earlier
today you read the Sunday paper at breakfast, took a nap, read you email
spending time on Quora. Had a late lunch at Penn Station then drove up to see
the Jeremiah Morrow Bridge over the Little Miami since the contractors blew up
the last section of the old bridge this morning. After that Sunday drive a stop
at Graeter's for kids' cups before heading home. - Amorella
1703 hours. That summarizes much of the day, Amorella. The
bridge, about fifteen miles up the road is a pretty big deal. Here's what
Wikipedia says.
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Jeremiah Morrow Bridge
From
Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
The Jeremiah Morrow Bridge is a pair of parallel continuous truss
bridges which span the Little Miami River gorge
between Fort Ancient and Oregonia, Ohio. The bridges are named for Governor
Jeremiah Morrow.
The
deck truss bridge uses a modified Warren truss design and is continuous across
five spans. The bridges carry
Interstate 71 and are 239 feet
(73 m) above the river, making them the highest bridges in Ohio. Additionally,
the bridges are approximately 2300 ft. (700m) in length, making them two
of the longest interstate bridges in the state. Each bridge carries two lanes
of traffic.
Both
spans were replaced beginning in 2010, with an official completion of all major
work in November 2016. The
original bridges were approximately the same design and age as the I-35W
Mississippi River bridge which
collapsed in 2007 Demolition of
the original bridge will be completed on April 23, 2017.
Replacement of the Jeremiah Morrow Bridge
In July 2010,
a 6-year project to replace the bridge began with the beginning phases of
access roads to the gorge being constructed. A groundbreaking ceremony took
place on Aug. 2, 2010.
The
new bridge design will involve a segmental concrete box girder, with 440-foot
(130 m) main span, perched on concrete piers anchored in the river valley.
The design was selected for its constructability, low cost and aesthetics. Each
structure will measure 2,240 feet (680 m) in length and 55 feet
(17 m) in width. Each structure’s six spans will range in length from 270
feet (82 m) to 440 feet (130 m) to 229 feet (70 m), and pier
height will range from 60 to 220 feet (67 m). Each structure will be
marked for three lanes and wide shoulders; width would permit reconfiguration
of span for four lanes and shoulders for any future widening of I-71.
Construction is managed by Omnipro Services, LLC and will involve four phases:
1. Preparatory work beneath the existing twin
steel deck-truss bridges
2. Construction of the southbound structure
between the existing north and southbound spans.
3. Move northbound traffic onto new structure,
followed by demolition of existing northbound bridge and construction of new
northbound structure in its place.
4. Move traffic into its final configuration -
northbound traffic onto new northbound bridge and southbound traffic onto new
southbound bridge, with demolition of existing southbound bridge to follow.
Throughout
construction, two lanes of traffic in each direction will be maintained.
However, there will be some night time lane closures during phase II. The
estimated amount of concrete to be used in the project is approximately 58,000
cubic yards.
The
new dual span construction project's completion was marked with a ribbon
cutting ceremony held on November 18, 2016.
Selected and edited from Wikipedia
[My underlining for emphasis on new width.]
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Carol
has been working cleaning out files in the office as well as in the kitchen
office desk and above cabinets. She has thrown out at least two kitchen size
bags of papers and sorted much more. You are ready to drop in chapter nineteen. - Amorella
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Nineteen nfd ©2017 rho Soki's Choice
Untitled
After a leisurely
return from the dark side of the Moon to Earth, Ship has planted itself
seventy-thousand feet directly above the Cleveland, Ohio Rock and Roll Museum
and Great Lakes Science Center for the night.
.
Comfortably positioned each around
the walnut table as before, Blake thinks, I find it odd that Pyl and Justin
choose not to sit together. Justin sits next to Hartolite and Yermey sits next
to Pyl.
Smiling warmly Yermey says, "I
am sure you have many questions. We can take a few before bedtime."
Blake begins, "Earlier, Yermey,
you said machinery allows us to see who we really are. I think you were
referring to Ship's abilities to keep each of us on board equally comfortable
and safe. As we are each sitting in the same chairs as before, each of us is
sitting next to a marsupial humanoid."
Friendly interrupts, "This is
my idea not Ship's – I want us to become closer as a group, not as two groups
of humanoids."
Pyl reinforces, "We are all
humanoids Blake."
Yermey adds politely, "Go on,
Blake, let’s settle on your question."
"How can machinery see us as we
really are when we don't know who we are? At least we humans don't. I don't
think we have a clue as to who we are."
"I don't think Yermey means
that, Blake," chastises Pyl. She turns, looking directly at Yermey, “Blake
is talking about who we are in terms of our inner selves, our hearts and souls.
We see ourselves as a mystery sometimes. I'm sure you must feel the same."
Yermey appears momentarily puzzled
while Friendly and Hartolite stare waiting for a typical Yermey response. No
marsupial humanoid in the last four hundred years would have ever thought to
ask Yermey such a question.
A couple of seconds pass before
Yermey stumbles out with, "Pardon?" He adjusts his mischievous smile
saying, "Or is it Please in Cleveland?"
Pyl is momentarily more distracted
by the twinkle in his eye than the smile. She declares, “Some Cincinnatians say
please for pardon."
while thinking you people don't know everything.
Yermey replies, "Bitte;
as in a request."
Friendly notes Blake and Justin glancing
at one another. She quickly adds, "We know several languages and Ship has
translation/transcribers of most major. We prefer English."
Pyl gives a nervous laugh, commenting,
"It is relaxing to see you are not perfect with our state's cities'
histories, Mr. Yermey."
Yermey's smile shifted slightly.
"I did not expect the conversation to move to 'hearts and souls’ but I can
respond as to how our ThreePlanets culture views these term words."
Blake interrupts, "Yermey, can
your machinery detect a person's soul? If so, how is this possible?"
"Define soul first,”
adds Pyl, “Mr. Yermey, if you would. We have few term words for something that
has never been proven to exist."
"Like God," adds Justin.
"A soul mostly indefinable by nature."
"What is its nature?” comments
Yermey with reserve. “Do you see God and soul as alike; and, if they are, why
do you have the two words when one ought to do?"
"If I may," says
Hartolite, "in our language your word, God is written as it sounds,
"GodofamilyCreatorofAllThingsanBeyond." It is one word, but like in
German, the word and meaning are strung together whereas in English you might
hyphenate them. Soul is . . .."
"God of family,"
interrupts Pyl. "Does this mean you have a family god or families of gods?"
Yermey enjoys Pyl's pleasing,
melodious tone, then says, "No, it means we have traditionally thought of
God metaphorically as a part of our family in that She provided a pouch, the
universe, as a place for us to live."
"That's interesting,"
replies Pyl. "Most earthlings think of God as a male."
Yermey haughtily comments, "The
male does not have a pouch you see."
Pyl gives him an eye normally
reserved for her brother and quips, "I don't see, Mr. Yermey. Would you
like to show me you don't have a pouch?"
Justin quickly adds. "Perhaps
we should leave God and/or God of Family out of the conversation for now.
Personally, I'd like to know your technologies, not details, but what are your
most valuable technologies in terms of general everyday use."
Blake immediately proposes, “I am
ready for bed. Let's do this tomorrow. I'd like to know too, Yermey."
"Bed is a good term word,"
says Yermey with a grin.
Blake inadvertently focuses on
'word' then 'bird' wondering what else the three have made mistakes with
recently.
.
Soki
here. God, soul, heart and mind are concepts only from the general Marsupial
humanoid perspective. Classification is what Blake and Justin are after while
spiritual mechanics is the forte of Yermey; intra-dimensional spiritual
mechanics. Intra-dimensional spiritual mechanics is a loop beyond quantum field
physics -- shadows crossing interwoven shades. Think of a color, blue for
instance, and put it on the thinnest of a quantum field's razor-like edge and
you have a doorway for spirit sprites. That's Yermey's mind at work trying to
set up a download for his newly found Earthling friends. It's not a good
translation and eventual his soul will tell him so, but heartanmind tell him
that the way to go. Yermey thinks this is first priority, but it isn't. He's
suddenly attached to Pyl's feminine voice; his heart feels her voice really emanates
from her forest green eyes. Here's what pops up in his head in the middle of a
restless night: 'Our own green forests whisper enchantments through this earth
woman's tongue.' He quietly shocked to have had such a stealthy thought from
out of the blue.
70 reading ease / 6.6 grade level
/ 943 words
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1805 hours. [Confession of sorts.] Two more chapters and I'll
have all the segments revised from Great Merlyn's Ghost. One might think
I would be anxious to finish Soki's Choice, that is all 47 chapters -- Marsupial
humanoid segments taking through the original Running Through and Merlyn's
Mind which are already revised once (many of them shortened to between 700
and 800 words per segment). I don't know as I haven't even looked at them since
forever. I am sure this is not a very orthodox way of revising a book from a
three volume self-published series that obviously was published in a near final draft form and
not a final one. This happened partially because I wanted the series done in
three years and it was a raw-dream-with-eyes-open basically from head tranced
to fingertips on the keyboard. True to me experimental writing. I felt
shaman-like during the actual process. Some of the words appeared to be coming
directly from my genetic material as odd as that may sound. I consciously lived,
at the time, every word, that's how it seemed. I was living the lives of those
characters in the book as if they as spirits were directing me on 'how it was'.
All imagination, but I lived it true anyway and have no regrets because it has
allowed me an empathy for 'being human' through the segments of those
characters' lives, and even in some of their deaths, that is, what they saw as
the Beyond. What gives me satisfaction is that through the latest DNA research
I have a human gene or two from every
regional area I used. That doesn't make the story real but it allows me to feel
more real, that my (and your DNA too) go back at least two or three hundred
thousand years. We are a living piece of the Dead, that's how I see it as a
mystic, that is how I feel it. My imagination adds dimensions to my inner life that I would
not have. I don't really know why I got on this subject. Too many open doors in
my head and not enough closure no doubt had something to do with it. (1830) - rho
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