A couple of weeks ago, Stu obliged my request to provide the schematic diagram to the old Apple I computer, a photo of which he had posted in Heads up, Apple fans! Well, at least he gave me the URL to the diagram. (It made me reach 'way back into the back of my brain to recall how to decipher the color bands on resistors!)
This morning, I ran into another schematic diagram that I thought you and Stu might like. Unfortunately, I don't recall who pointed out to me the website from which the diagram is stolen. Please speak up if you see this and it was you. The website is:
Bogie has posted a map of the United States that shows the states that she has visited. She visited many of the states while traveling with Hunky Husband and me; however, her adult life has added even more states to her list, what with her motorcycle adventures. This (below) is what my own "States Visited" list looks like. BTW: If we were to include Canadian Provinces, Bogie would have it all over me. Then, too, Bogie has a few more years to match/exceed my travels since she is 24 years the younger!
A few hours ago, while finishing reading The Distance by Helen Giltrow, I felt (and reported) another earthquake. Note on the map, below, the short distance between the epicenter and my home - about 27 miles. I believe that this was the most intense quake that I have felt in Kansas (Magnitude 4.8). Although I've lived in this area off-and-on since February 1959, I've only felt quakes within the past 2 or 3 years.
My great-grandfather fought in the so-called Spanish-American War. His father had been a Union soldier in the War Between the States. Since then, none of my close blood relatives has seen war service. However, I do recall my parents' actions during WWII toward people who were serving. They never missed an opportunity to give a "soldier boy" a lift and my mother went so far as to "adopt" a fellow who was serving in the army, sending him home-baked cakes and small gifts that could travel through the mail. This relationship extended several years beyond the end of the war. WWII ended in 1945, of course. A little over one year later, we moved to Kansas City, Missouri.
Kansas City has a memorial*, downtown, honoring the people who served in WWI - the Liberty Memorial. A crowd of over 100,000 people gathered for the dedication of the site for the memorial in 1921. When construction was completed in 1926, a crowd of over 150,000 people gathered to see President Calvin Coolidge dedicate the edifice (photo, above). Thenceforth, each November 11th, a parade was held through downtown Kansas City, culminating at the Liberty Memorial. In a few of those years, Elder Brother and/or I marched in the parade on November 11th - including in 1949.
November 11, 1949, was a brisk day. Our mother didn't worry too much about Elder Brother who would be wearing a heavy woolen uniform as a member of our high school's marching band (he played baritone horn - a horn nearly as large as he was in those days); but, she worried about my legs' freezing. Although the temperatures were in the 20s (Farenheit) that day, with a little wind, I did not suffer from the cold. I am nearly always warm enough, and marching keeps anyone warm. (Photo, below: Our twirling instructor arranged for Mildred, Judy, and me to march with the band from our neighborhood's Catholic high school - Lillis.)
* From the Liberty Memorial Association's website: "In 2004, the Museum was designated by Congress as the nation's official World War I Museum, and construction started on a new 80,000-square-foot, state-of-the-art museum and the Edward Jones Research Center underneath the Liberty Memorial."
Posted by Soulskillon Tuesday October 28, 2014 @04:25PM from the welcome-to-the-party dept.
An anonymous reader writes: If you've ever heard of the Dunning-Kruger effect, you'll be familiar with David Dunning, professor of psychology at Cornell. He's written an article on the "psychology of human wrongness," explaining how confidence in one's answers tends to be high for people who don't know what they're talking about. He says, "What's curious is that, in many cases, incompetence does not leave people disoriented, perplexed, or cautious. Instead, the incompetent are often blessed with an inappropriate confidence, buoyed by something that feels to them like knowledge." Dunning goes on: "A whole battery of studies conducted by myself and others have confirmed that people who don't know much about a given set of cognitive, technical, or social skills tend to grossly overestimate their prowess and performance, whether it's grammar, emotional intelligence, logical reasoning, firearm care and safety, debating, or financial knowledge. College students who hand in exams that will earn them Ds and Fs tend to think their efforts will be worthy of far higher grades; low-performing chess players, bridge players, and medical students, and elderly people applying for a renewed driver's license, similarly overestimate their competence by a long shot."
I've posted quite a bit about my own history - not so much about Hunky Husband's. Well...there's much of HH's history that I do not and will not ever know. I do, however, recall that our first contact was in the Summer of 1956.
HH was born in a Yugoslavian enclave across the river from St Louis, Missouri - in Granite City, Illinois. His paternal grandparents (from old Croatia, Yugoslavia) and maternal grandparents (from old Serbia, Yugoslavia) lived just three houses away from one another; thus, his parents (father born in Granite City, Illinois; mother in Serbia, Yugoslavia) knew one another while growing up. HH and his family (parents and two younger sisters) moved to St Louis at about the time when his father opened his first drug store.
HH attended high school at Soldan-Blewett (above photo), being graduated in 1954. Not knowing what else to do, HH enrolled in the St Louis College of Pharmacy. During his freshman year, HH determined that he did not wish to follow the family tradition of going into business for himself; thus, his freshman year was his only year in pharmacy.
Following high school graduation in 1954 one of HH's friends, Nate, had enrolled in the enginnering program at Washington University in St Louis - another, Don, had enrolled at MSM in Rolla*. HH joined Nate, at Washington University (WU - AKA "Washout") for their sophomore year. (A WU building is shown in the photo, below. BTW: WU has an interesting YouTube site.)
At some point, Nate and HH earned their amateur radio licenses.
Early summer 1956
MSM's (now MS&T's) Radio Club call letters are WØEEE - a distinctive call when spoken; even more distinctive in Morse Code: di-dah-dah dah-dah-dah-dah-dah dit dit dit. The call is unmistakable and widely known in the area.
My license is still at the novice level; thus, on 40 and 80 meters (for which the folded-dipole antenna is tuned) I must use equipment limited to an output of 75 Watts (which sounds like a great deal of power these days), with frequency being crystal-controlled, and using Continuous Wave output (Morse Code). I am at the MSM Radio Club shack signing off from a chat with a friend in Arkansas when another ham gives me a hail (in Morse Code, of course!) It is a fellow in St Louis who wishes to get a message to his friend, Don - a student at MSM. Will I get a message to him? Of course, I would!
Later in the summer, one of my on-air ham friends mentions that the fellow in St Louis will be coming to MSM that fall.
At the first meeting of the MSM Radio Club in September, I make my way around to introducing myself to the fellow from St Louis. (He is a bit puzzled - not having known that a woman had relayed his message to Don.) Now I can put a face to the guy!
HH is "going steady" with a woman in St Louis when he comes to MSM and I am "steadily dating" a fellow student at the time. (Sorry, Bogie, it wasn't "love at first sight"!)
Over the year-end holidays, HH breaks up with his girlfriend and I break up with my boyfriend. Each of us returns to campus a couple of days early and we fall into easy conversation of co-commiseration. Nothing more.
In February 1957, I hear that Nate, HH's friend who is still attending WU in St Louis is coming to campus for a game between the two schools. I am intrigued. I have never known anyone with such an exotic name (Hey! Some of us only knew Ronalds and Donalds and Steves and Jims....) I engineer being invited to party with the gang from St Louis. I meet Nate. HH and I end up together - for years and years.
In scrounging around for photos of the campus for a previous posting, I ran across a bunch of photos that were taken in May 1957 recording a prank that my friends, fellow MSM Amateur Radio Club members played on me. They stole my shoes off of my feet - not just one pair, but a second pair that I had walked home barefoot to obtain. The first pair had been placed atop the Rolla Building - home to the humanities department. That building, one of the oldest on campus, played a large part in my campus life as its basement housed the MSM Amateur Radio Club. We had a folded-dipole antenna suspended between the smokestack of the powerplant and the top of the Rolla Building.
First, a photo of the Rolla Building (on the left) with a portion of the next-door mechanical engineering building (note the smokestack behind it.) You know that this is not a photo taken in my day because (1) no one was allowed to play games on campus, then, and (2) look at all of the women! (This photo is looking west.)
Now, a photo of the Rolla Building in May 1957 - with me on the roof to retrieve shoes. I'm the tiny speck at the base of the left-hand antenna mast - the folded-dipole isn't visible in this photo - which was taken looking north.
I have no idea who had the bright idea of taking pictures of the whole fiasco (about a full roll's worth); but, the photo club had its darkroom across the hall from the radio club's "shack". I'll spare you most of the photos; but the photo, below, shows toward the end of the melee.
Note that Bob (the guy in ROTC uniform, above) has at least one pair of my shoes.
After it was all over, Hunky Husband (we had started dating in February) took time to recoup, sitting on the top step of the stairs to the radio club "shack".
Since I ran into another photo of Hunky Husband, I'm posting it, below - for Bogie, mostly! The photo is from May 1958 and shows HH in the house that we shared with Elder Brother and his wife. We had married January 1, 1958.
BTW: Part of a mother's responsibility is to embarrass her kids. How am I doing, Bogie?
The Drake equation can result in a very wide range of values, depending on the assumptions. Thanks to the existence of humans (an intelligent form of life capable of transmitting signals into space), however, we know that at least one civilization exists in the Milky Way galaxy that is capable of transmitting radio signals. That single fact establishes a lower limit for many of the factors in the Drake equation.
Unknown/Controversial: Some scientists assert this value should be close to 100% based on evidence that life on Earth began almost as soon as conditions were right; others counter that the value is likely tiny given we have no evidence of life developing beyond Earth.
1 (100% of these planets will develop intelligent life)
Unknown/Controversial: Like fl, we only have the single case of Earth from which to infer values, leading to disagreement among scientists.
0.1–0.2 (10–20% will be able to communicate)
Ultimately, we do not have reliable estimates for several of the factors of the Drake Equation, meaning the results for N can vary wildly. Proponents of the Rare Earth hypothesis conclude that there is only one planet with intelligent life in the galaxy (and perhaps in the entire universe) — Earth.4 On the opposite end of the spectrum, scientists using larger values for the unknown factors in the Drake Equation have estimated there could be as many as 36.4 million radio-transmitting civilization in our Milky Way galaxy.
A bit longer than one week ago, Stu (of Eunoia) posted Class of 66 Physicists' Reunion :-) concerning his trip to attend "...the 48th reunion of the Class of 66 at City University (London,UK) where 10 of us who had all finished a B.Sc.(Hons) in Physics in 1966...." Stu included several photos of the campus - to which I commented, "Your surroundings were certainly a lot classier in university than those in which I found myself. It looks like a wonderful campus and environs." I scrounged around to find photos to illustrate the campus on which I spent my first 3.5 years of college. Finding few (I don't know where the rest of them are hiding - in the basement, somewhere, undoubtedly), I resorted to the internet for some of the photos, below.
Let's begin with the mascot of our school - Joe Miner - from my day, and from sometime later.
This is the image of a post card that shows most of the permanent buildings on the campus of University of Missouri School of Mines & Metallurgy (MSM). I'm guessing that the photos were taken about 10 years before my arrival on campus. (I arrived in September of 1955.)
Here's a view looking down the main "avenue" of buildings.
The nearest building, as I recall, housed the ceramics and mining engineering departments. The only classes that I attended in it were classes on x-ray crystallography (a few meetings during my first semester of solid-state physics). The next building housed the administrative offices and library. In the upper right background is Norwood Hall - home to the geology, electrical engineering, and physics departments. Below is a more recent photo with a point-of-view at about 180 degrees from the above photo.
The building on the far left of the above photo was the mechanical engineering building. Not visible between that building and the domed-roof building is a small building that housed the cafeteria. I never ate at the cafeteria because it was for feeding those who lived in the dormitories. There was no dormitory for women. While single, I lived (at different times) in apartments that had been sectioned off in a large old house - across the street from the football field.
Below is a more recent and better photo of the mechanical engineering building. Note the smokestack to the left of the building - serving the powerplant from which heat was distributed to the buildings on campus. There was no such thing as air conditioned buildings on campus in those days. The smokestack will figure in a later tale.
I was happy to find the above photo of Norwood Hall, since I couldn't find the ones that I had taken. When I was at MSM, the geology, electrical engineering, and physics departments shared the building. Some of the electrical engineering classes that I took were held in other buildings - including, temporary wooden buildings that had been placed on campus during WWII which were designated as T-1 through T-4.
Below is a 2011 photo of students on campus. When I was on campus, two women meeting while walking between classes was an event! Look at all of the women, now! (I've no idea what the buildings are, their having been added at some point since we left in early 1959!)
The name of the school has changed at least twice since Hunky Husband and I were there. At one time it became University of Missouri at Rolla. More recently, the name was changed to that given in the photo, below.