John & Yvette Massey
ent: Wed, February 2, 2011 8:05:14 AM
Subject: You're not going to like this
THE HEALTHCARE BILL
THIS IS THE 2ND OFFICIAL WHO HAS OUTLINED THESE PARTS OF THE CARE BILL
Judge Kithil of Marble Falls , TX - HB3200 highlighted pages most egregious
Please read this..... especially the reference to pages 58 & 59
JUDGE KITHIL wrote:
** Page 50/section 152: The bill will provide insurance to all non-U.S. residents, even if they are here illegally.
** Page 58 and 59: The government will have real-time access to an individual's bank account and will have the authority to make electronic fund transfers from those accounts.
** Page 65/section 164: The plan will be subsidized (by the government) for all union members, union retirees and for community organizations (such as the Association of Community Organizations for Reform Now - ACORN).
** Page 203/line 14-15: The tax imposed under this section will not be treated as a tax. (How could anybody in their right mind come up with that?)
** Page 241 and 253: Doctors will all be paid the same regardless of specialty, and the government will set all doctors' fees.
** Page 272. section 1145: Cancer hospitals will ration care according to the patient's age.
** Page 317 and 321: The government will impose a prohibition on hospital expansion; however, communities may petition for an exception.
** Page 425, line 4-12: The government mandates advance-care planning consultations. Those on Social Security will be required to attend an "end-of-life planning" seminar every five years. (Death counseling)
** Page 429, line 13-25: The government will specify which doctors can write an end-of-life order.
HAD ENOUGH???? Judge Kithil then goes on:
"Finally, it is specifically stated that this bill will not apply to members of Congress. Members of Congress are already exempt from the Social Security system, and have a well-funded private plan that covers their retirement needs. If they were on our Social Security plan, I believe they would find a very quick 'fix' to make the plan financially sound for their future."
Honorable David Kithil
Marble Falls, Texas
All of the above should give you the point blank ammo you need to support your opposition to ObamaCare. Please send this information on to all of your email contacts.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
AEP Ohio "What to do if the power fails
Page four of today's Dispatch also gives a list of "If the power fails".
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Take practical steps to keep you and your loved ones safe during a power outage.
Unplug major appliances to protect them from a power surge when power comes back on.
Leave a light turned on so you know when power is restored.
Refuel heaters, lamps, and generators outside, and stay away from any flames or sparks. Wipe up fuel spills immediately.
Contact us if you're using a generator -- this protects you and our line workers as they work to restore power. Be safe with backup generators.
Never operate lanterns, heaters, or fuel-fired stoves without proper ventilation.
Never burn charcoal indoors. It releases poisonous carbon monoxide.
Avoid downed power lines or sparking equipment.
Never remove debris that's within 10 feet of a power line.
Prevent children from carrying candles or oil lamps.
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FAQs: Outages And Your Home
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Outage Safety Tips
Damage To Your Home Or Business
Take practical steps to keep you and your loved ones safe during a power outage.
Unplug major appliances to protect them from a power surge when power comes back on.
Leave a light turned on so you know when power is restored.
Refuel heaters, lamps, and generators outside, and stay away from any flames or sparks. Wipe up fuel spills immediately.
Contact us if you're using a generator -- this protects you and our line workers as they work to restore power. Be safe with backup generators.
Never operate lanterns, heaters, or fuel-fired stoves without proper ventilation.
Never burn charcoal indoors. It releases poisonous carbon monoxide.
Avoid downed power lines or sparking equipment.
Never remove debris that's within 10 feet of a power line.
Prevent children from carrying candles or oil lamps.
Report an Outage
We continually monitor all inquiries we receive on this site.
Outage FAQs
Safety Hazard Conditions
Call our Customer Solutions Center at (800) 277-2177.
A safety hazard is a condition that poses an immediate risk to the public, and can include:
Downed wires that may be sparking or near water.Downed poles.Trees that have fallen on power lines.
Letting AEP Ohio know about safety hazards helps prevent phone lines from becoming overloaded and helps us prioritize work.
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Tuesday, February 1, 2011
A send-backer... Thanks Sharon Lundy, my sweet sister
Love this!!!, please send back!!!!!
Concentrate on this Sentence
'To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did.' When God takes something from your grasp, He's not punishing you, but merely opening your hands to receive something better. Concentrate on this sentence... 'The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you.' Something good will happen to you today; something that you have been waiting to hear.
This is not a joke; someone will call you by phone or will speak to you about something that you were waiting to hear. Do not break!
Send it to a minimum of 3 people... Not before you read below
There comes a point in your life when you realize:
Who matters,
Who never did,
Who won't anymore...
And who always will.
So, don't worry about people from your past,
there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future.
Give these words to everyone you don't want to lose in 2011
Including me, if that's what is in your heart.
Try to collect 8 ; it's not easy!
Concentrate on this Sentence
'To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did.' When God takes something from your grasp, He's not punishing you, but merely opening your hands to receive something better. Concentrate on this sentence... 'The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you.' Something good will happen to you today; something that you have been waiting to hear.
This is not a joke; someone will call you by phone or will speak to you about something that you were waiting to hear. Do not break!
Send it to a minimum of 3 people... Not before you read below
There comes a point in your life when you realize:
Who matters,
Who never did,
Who won't anymore...
And who always will.
So, don't worry about people from your past,
there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future.
Give these words to everyone you don't want to lose in 2011
Including me, if that's what is in your heart.
Try to collect 8 ; it's not easy!
Fiction with fact and interesting... Thanks Patricia Whitehead!
Am I lucky or what? I have received so many wonderful stories from friends and family and particularly this morning. Thanks Jim Kegley, Frank Hunter, Carol and Clay Vice, Dr. Bill Daehler,and Pat Richards Whitehead, Nancy Morgan Mauk of Stout, OH et al... Sam Kegley aka SamKat
Subject: Fw: A new translation of a Bible story
In ancient Israel, it came to pass that a trader called Abraham of Com
did take unto himself a young wife by the name of Dot. And Dot of Com
was a comely woman, broad of shoulder and long of leg. Indeed, she had
been called 'Amazon Dot Com'.
And she said unto Abraham, her husband, 'Why dost thou travel far from
town to town with thy goods when thou can trade without ever leaving
thy tent?'
And Abraham did look at her as though she were several saddle bags
short of a camel load, but simply said,
'How, dear?'
And Dot replied, 'I will place drums in all the towns and drums in
between to send messages saying what you have for sale and they will
reply telling you which hath the best price. And the sale can be made
on the drums and delivery made by Uriah's Pony Stable (UPS).'
Abraham thought long and decided he would let Dot have her way with the
drums. And the drums rang out and were an immediate success. Abraham
sold all the goods he had at the top price, without ever moving from
his tent.
But this success did arouse envy. A man named Maccabia did secrete
(look it up, it means to hide) himself inside Abraham's drum and was
accused of insider trading. And the young man did take to Dot Com's
trading as doth the greedy horsefly take to camel dung. They were
called Nomadic Ecclesiastical Rich Dominican Siderites, or NERDS for
short.
And lo, the land was so feverish with joy at the new riches and the
deafening sound of drums that no one noticed that the real riches were
going to the drum maker, one Brother William of Gates, who bought up
every drum company in the land. And indeed did insist on making drums
that would work only with Brother Gates' drumheads and drumsticks.
And Dot did say, 'Oh, Abraham, what we have started is being taken over
by others'. And as Abraham looked out over the Bay of Ezekiel, or as it
came to be known 'eBay' he said, 'We need a name that reflects what we
are.' And Dot replied, 'Young Ambitious Hebrew Owner Operators.'
"YAHOO!' exclaimed Abraham.
And that is how it all began. Al Gore had absolutely nothing to do with
it.
Subject: Fw: A new translation of a Bible story
In ancient Israel, it came to pass that a trader called Abraham of Com
did take unto himself a young wife by the name of Dot. And Dot of Com
was a comely woman, broad of shoulder and long of leg. Indeed, she had
been called 'Amazon Dot Com'.
And she said unto Abraham, her husband, 'Why dost thou travel far from
town to town with thy goods when thou can trade without ever leaving
thy tent?'
And Abraham did look at her as though she were several saddle bags
short of a camel load, but simply said,
'How, dear?'
And Dot replied, 'I will place drums in all the towns and drums in
between to send messages saying what you have for sale and they will
reply telling you which hath the best price. And the sale can be made
on the drums and delivery made by Uriah's Pony Stable (UPS).'
Abraham thought long and decided he would let Dot have her way with the
drums. And the drums rang out and were an immediate success. Abraham
sold all the goods he had at the top price, without ever moving from
his tent.
But this success did arouse envy. A man named Maccabia did secrete
(look it up, it means to hide) himself inside Abraham's drum and was
accused of insider trading. And the young man did take to Dot Com's
trading as doth the greedy horsefly take to camel dung. They were
called Nomadic Ecclesiastical Rich Dominican Siderites, or NERDS for
short.
And lo, the land was so feverish with joy at the new riches and the
deafening sound of drums that no one noticed that the real riches were
going to the drum maker, one Brother William of Gates, who bought up
every drum company in the land. And indeed did insist on making drums
that would work only with Brother Gates' drumheads and drumsticks.
And Dot did say, 'Oh, Abraham, what we have started is being taken over
by others'. And as Abraham looked out over the Bay of Ezekiel, or as it
came to be known 'eBay' he said, 'We need a name that reflects what we
are.' And Dot replied, 'Young Ambitious Hebrew Owner Operators.'
"YAHOO!' exclaimed Abraham.
And that is how it all began. Al Gore had absolutely nothing to do with
it.
Loyola of Chicago for Jill Rappis!
Tommy- an atheist student, perhaps an A student.
Thanks Clay Vice!
GOD Will Find YOU...
Father John Powell, a professor at Loyola University in Chicago , writes about a student in his Theology of Faith class named Tommy:
"Some twelve years ago, I stood watching my university students file into the classroom for our first session in the Theology of Faith.
That was the day I first saw Tommy. My eyes and my mind both blinked. He was combing his long flaxen hair, which hung six inches below his shoulders. It was the first time I had ever seen a boy with hair that long. I guess it was just coming into fashion then. I know in my mind that it isn't what's on your head but what's in it that counts; but on that day I was unprepared and my emotions flipped.. I immediately filed Tommy under 'S' for strange... Very strange.
Tommy turned out to be the 'atheist in residence' in my Theology of Faith course. He constantly objected to, smirked at, or whined about the possibility of an unconditionally loving Father/God. We lived with each other in relative peace for one semester, although I admit he was for me at times a serious pain in the back pew.
When he came up at the end of the course to turn in his final exam, he asked in a cynical tone, 'Do you think I'll ever find God?'
I decided instantly on a little shock therapy. 'No!' I said very emphatically.
'Why not,' he responded, 'I thought that was the product you were pushing.'
I let him get five steps from the classroom door and then called out, 'Tommy! I don't think you'll ever find Him, but I am absolutely certain that He will find you!' He shrugged a little and left my class and my life.
I felt slightly disappointed at the thought that he had missed my clever line -- He will find you! At least I thought it was clever
Later I heard that Tommy had graduated, and I was duly grateful.
Then a sad report came. I heard that Tommy had terminal cancer. Before I could search him out, he came to see me. When he walked into my office, his body was very badly wasted and the long hair had all fallen out as a result of chemotherapy. But his eyes were bright and his voice was firm, for the first time, I believe.
'Tommy, I've thought about you so often; I hear you are sick,' I blurted out.
'Oh, yes, very sick. I have cancer in both lungs. It's a matter of weeks...'
'Can you talk about it, Tom?' I asked.
'Sure, what would you like to know?' he replied
'What's it like to be only twenty-four and dying?
'Well, it could be worse.
'Like what?
'Well, like being fifty and having no values or ideals, like being fifty and thinking that booze, seducing women, and making money are the real biggies in life..
I began to look through my mental file cabinet under 'S' where I had filed Tommy as strange. (It seems as though everybody I try to reject by classification, God sends back into my life to educate me.)
'But what I really came to see you about,' Tom said, 'is something you said to me on the last day of class.' (He remembered!) He continued, 'I asked you if you thought I would ever find God and you said, 'No!' which surprised me Then you said, 'But He will find you..' I thought about that a lot, even though my search for God was hardly intense at that time.
(My clever line. He thought about that a lot!)
'But when the doctors removed a lump from my groin and told me that it was malignant, that's when I got serious about locating God.. And when the malignancy spread into my vital organs, I really began banging bloody fists against the bronze doors of heaven.. But God did not come out. In fact, nothing happened. Did you ever try anything for a long time with great effort and with no success? You get psychologically glutted, fed up with trying. And then you quit
'Well, one day I woke up, and instead of throwing a few more futile appeals over that high brick wall to a God who may be or may not be there, I just quit. I decided that I didn't really care about God, about an afterlife, or anything like that. I decided to spend what time I had left doing something more profitable. I thought about you and your class and I remembered something else you had said: 'The essential sadness is to go through life without loving. But it would be almost equally sad to go through life and leave this world without ever telling those you loved that you had loved them.''
'So, I began with the hardest one, my Dad.. He was reading the newspaper when I approached him.. 'Dad. 'Yes, what?' he asked without lowering the newspaper.
'Dad, I would like to talk with you.'
'Well, talk. 'I mean . It's really important.'
The newspaper came down three slow inches. 'What is it?'
'Dad, I love you, I just wanted you to know that.' Tom smiled at me and said it with obvious satisfaction, as though he felt a warm and secret joy flowing inside of him. 'The newspaper fluttered to the floor. Then my father did two things I could never remember him ever doing before. He cried and he hugged me. We talked all night, even though he had to go to work the next morning. It felt so good to be close to my father, to see his tears, to feel his hug, to hear him say that he loved me..'
'It was easier with my mother and little brother. They cried with me, too, and we hugged each other, and started saying real nice things to each other. We shared the things we had been keeping secret for so many years.
'I was only sorry about one thing --- that I had waited so long. Here I was, just beginning to open up to all the people I had actually been close to.
'Then, one day I turned around and God was there. He didn't come to me when I pleaded with Him. I guess I was like an animal trainer holding out a hoop, 'C'mon, jump through. C'mon, I'll give you three days, three weeks.''
'Apparently God does things in His own way and at His own hour. But the important thing is that He was there. He found me! You were right. He found me even after I stopped looking for Him.'
'Tommy,' I practically gasped, 'I think you are saying something very important and much more universal than you realize. To me, at least, you are saying that the surest way to find God is not to make Him a private possession, a problem solver, or an instant consolation in time of need, but rather by opening to love. You know, the Apostle John said that. He said: 'God is love, and anyone who lives in love is living with God and God is living in him.' Tom, could I ask you a favor? You know, when I had you in class you were a real pain. But (laughingly) you can make it all up to me now. Would you come into my present Theology of Faith course and tell them what you have just told me? If I told them the same thing it would not be half as effective as if you were to tell it.
'Oooh.. I was ready for you, but I don't know if I'm ready for your class.'
'Tom, think about it. If and when you are ready, give me a call.'
In a few days Tom called, said he was ready for the class, that he wanted to do that for God and for me. So we scheduled a date.
However, he never made it. He had another appointment, far more important than the one with me and my class. Of course, his life was not really ended by his death, only changed. He made the great step from faith into vision. He found a life far more beautiful than the eye of man has ever seen or the ear of man has ever heard or the mind of man has ever imagined.
Before he died, we talked one last time.
'I'm not going to make it to your class,' he said.
'I know, Tom.'
'Will you tell them for me? Will you . tell the whole world for me?'
I will, Tom. I'll tell them. I'll do my best.'
So, to all of you who have been kind enough to read this simple story about God's love, thank you for listening. And to you, Tommy, somewhere in the sunlit, verdant hills of heaven --- I told them, Tommy, as best I could.
If this story means anything to you, please pass it on to a friend or two. It is a true story and is not enhanced for publicity purposes.
With thanks, Rev. John Powell, Professor, Loyola University , Chicago
Thanks Clay Vice!
GOD Will Find YOU...
Father John Powell, a professor at Loyola University in Chicago , writes about a student in his Theology of Faith class named Tommy:
"Some twelve years ago, I stood watching my university students file into the classroom for our first session in the Theology of Faith.
That was the day I first saw Tommy. My eyes and my mind both blinked. He was combing his long flaxen hair, which hung six inches below his shoulders. It was the first time I had ever seen a boy with hair that long. I guess it was just coming into fashion then. I know in my mind that it isn't what's on your head but what's in it that counts; but on that day I was unprepared and my emotions flipped.. I immediately filed Tommy under 'S' for strange... Very strange.
Tommy turned out to be the 'atheist in residence' in my Theology of Faith course. He constantly objected to, smirked at, or whined about the possibility of an unconditionally loving Father/God. We lived with each other in relative peace for one semester, although I admit he was for me at times a serious pain in the back pew.
When he came up at the end of the course to turn in his final exam, he asked in a cynical tone, 'Do you think I'll ever find God?'
I decided instantly on a little shock therapy. 'No!' I said very emphatically.
'Why not,' he responded, 'I thought that was the product you were pushing.'
I let him get five steps from the classroom door and then called out, 'Tommy! I don't think you'll ever find Him, but I am absolutely certain that He will find you!' He shrugged a little and left my class and my life.
I felt slightly disappointed at the thought that he had missed my clever line -- He will find you! At least I thought it was clever
Later I heard that Tommy had graduated, and I was duly grateful.
Then a sad report came. I heard that Tommy had terminal cancer. Before I could search him out, he came to see me. When he walked into my office, his body was very badly wasted and the long hair had all fallen out as a result of chemotherapy. But his eyes were bright and his voice was firm, for the first time, I believe.
'Tommy, I've thought about you so often; I hear you are sick,' I blurted out.
'Oh, yes, very sick. I have cancer in both lungs. It's a matter of weeks...'
'Can you talk about it, Tom?' I asked.
'Sure, what would you like to know?' he replied
'What's it like to be only twenty-four and dying?
'Well, it could be worse.
'Like what?
'Well, like being fifty and having no values or ideals, like being fifty and thinking that booze, seducing women, and making money are the real biggies in life..
I began to look through my mental file cabinet under 'S' where I had filed Tommy as strange. (It seems as though everybody I try to reject by classification, God sends back into my life to educate me.)
'But what I really came to see you about,' Tom said, 'is something you said to me on the last day of class.' (He remembered!) He continued, 'I asked you if you thought I would ever find God and you said, 'No!' which surprised me Then you said, 'But He will find you..' I thought about that a lot, even though my search for God was hardly intense at that time.
(My clever line. He thought about that a lot!)
'But when the doctors removed a lump from my groin and told me that it was malignant, that's when I got serious about locating God.. And when the malignancy spread into my vital organs, I really began banging bloody fists against the bronze doors of heaven.. But God did not come out. In fact, nothing happened. Did you ever try anything for a long time with great effort and with no success? You get psychologically glutted, fed up with trying. And then you quit
'Well, one day I woke up, and instead of throwing a few more futile appeals over that high brick wall to a God who may be or may not be there, I just quit. I decided that I didn't really care about God, about an afterlife, or anything like that. I decided to spend what time I had left doing something more profitable. I thought about you and your class and I remembered something else you had said: 'The essential sadness is to go through life without loving. But it would be almost equally sad to go through life and leave this world without ever telling those you loved that you had loved them.''
'So, I began with the hardest one, my Dad.. He was reading the newspaper when I approached him.. 'Dad. 'Yes, what?' he asked without lowering the newspaper.
'Dad, I would like to talk with you.'
'Well, talk. 'I mean . It's really important.'
The newspaper came down three slow inches. 'What is it?'
'Dad, I love you, I just wanted you to know that.' Tom smiled at me and said it with obvious satisfaction, as though he felt a warm and secret joy flowing inside of him. 'The newspaper fluttered to the floor. Then my father did two things I could never remember him ever doing before. He cried and he hugged me. We talked all night, even though he had to go to work the next morning. It felt so good to be close to my father, to see his tears, to feel his hug, to hear him say that he loved me..'
'It was easier with my mother and little brother. They cried with me, too, and we hugged each other, and started saying real nice things to each other. We shared the things we had been keeping secret for so many years.
'I was only sorry about one thing --- that I had waited so long. Here I was, just beginning to open up to all the people I had actually been close to.
'Then, one day I turned around and God was there. He didn't come to me when I pleaded with Him. I guess I was like an animal trainer holding out a hoop, 'C'mon, jump through. C'mon, I'll give you three days, three weeks.''
'Apparently God does things in His own way and at His own hour. But the important thing is that He was there. He found me! You were right. He found me even after I stopped looking for Him.'
'Tommy,' I practically gasped, 'I think you are saying something very important and much more universal than you realize. To me, at least, you are saying that the surest way to find God is not to make Him a private possession, a problem solver, or an instant consolation in time of need, but rather by opening to love. You know, the Apostle John said that. He said: 'God is love, and anyone who lives in love is living with God and God is living in him.' Tom, could I ask you a favor? You know, when I had you in class you were a real pain. But (laughingly) you can make it all up to me now. Would you come into my present Theology of Faith course and tell them what you have just told me? If I told them the same thing it would not be half as effective as if you were to tell it.
'Oooh.. I was ready for you, but I don't know if I'm ready for your class.'
'Tom, think about it. If and when you are ready, give me a call.'
In a few days Tom called, said he was ready for the class, that he wanted to do that for God and for me. So we scheduled a date.
However, he never made it. He had another appointment, far more important than the one with me and my class. Of course, his life was not really ended by his death, only changed. He made the great step from faith into vision. He found a life far more beautiful than the eye of man has ever seen or the ear of man has ever heard or the mind of man has ever imagined.
Before he died, we talked one last time.
'I'm not going to make it to your class,' he said.
'I know, Tom.'
'Will you tell them for me? Will you . tell the whole world for me?'
I will, Tom. I'll tell them. I'll do my best.'
So, to all of you who have been kind enough to read this simple story about God's love, thank you for listening. And to you, Tommy, somewhere in the sunlit, verdant hills of heaven --- I told them, Tommy, as best I could.
If this story means anything to you, please pass it on to a friend or two. It is a true story and is not enhanced for publicity purposes.
With thanks, Rev. John Powell, Professor, Loyola University , Chicago
More on Portsmouth's Paul Ryan Thanks Dr. Bill Daehler!
FYI,, W. Gordon Ryan was known well by my father, Dr. J.W. Daehler. My father delighted in listening to the classic music programs that Gordon put on weekly on WPAY. I also can remember these programs. Gordon gave a good commentary on the music much as WOSU does now on its classic station. The program was a wee bit of culture provided to Portsmouth listeners back in the thirties and early forties. I have had the pleasure of visiting with Paul at his home on the Muirfield Course on two occasions during the Memorial Golf Tournament. Bill Daehler
----- Original Message -----
From: "Sam Kegley"
To: "Undisclosed-Recipient:;"@z-mta06.dlls.pa.frontiernet.net
Sent: Monday, January 31, 2011 5:27:51 PM
Subject: My brother, Jim's Scioto Voice article for 2-3-2011
Thanks Jim. This fellow has made a big difference in aircraft safety all over this world. I have never met him but would like to.
Sam
SamKat
www.skegley.blogspot.com The Blog of Sam Kegley.
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Monday, January 31, 2011
Paul Ryan Important airline inventor from P'Town
Labels Aircraft , Portsmouth , Safety
Thanks brother Jim! I have heard a lot of this fellow, but I do not know him.
Sam
----- Original Message -----
From: "Sam Kegley"
To: "Undisclosed-Recipient:;"@z-mta06.dlls.pa.frontiernet.net
Sent: Monday, January 31, 2011 5:27:51 PM
Subject: My brother, Jim's Scioto Voice article for 2-3-2011
Thanks Jim. This fellow has made a big difference in aircraft safety all over this world. I have never met him but would like to.
Sam
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Monday, January 31, 2011
Paul Ryan Important airline inventor from P'Town
Labels Aircraft , Portsmouth , Safety
Thanks brother Jim! I have heard a lot of this fellow, but I do not know him.
Sam
Monday, January 31, 2011
Paul Ryan Important airline inventor from P'Town
Thanks brother Jim! I have heard a lot of this fellow, but I do not know him.
Sam
High Notes 02-03-2011
In 1947, William G. Ryan, his wife Fay, and their twin sons, Paul and Roger, lived above the L and G Grocery, operated by John M. Lawson, at 212 ½ Market Street, and William was a supervisor at The Portsmouth Gas Company.
Paul and Roger graduated from Portsmouth High School in 1949.
By 1959, son Paul had graduated from Ohio State University with a B. S. in electrical engineering, and had founded, Dytronics Company, Inc. in the basement of his house in Columbus, Ohio, with the purpose of developing precision instrumentation for aerospace applications. “Significant contributions were made to the Apollo space program, with special recognition for developing a primary method of measuring the phase angle between two electrical signals. The resulting product, called the ‘Primary Phase Angle Standard’ was supplied to every aerospace metrology laboratory, both government and private as well as the metrology laboratories of all NATO nations,” according to information in the September 20, 2010 brochure distributed when Paul Ryan was honored at the annual OSU alumni awards luncheon.
The OSU College of Engineering, Dean Gregory Washington awarded Paul with the 2010 Lamme Medal – the highest recognition the College bestows upon a graduate.
Paul holds 11-patents, and one of his major inventions was the Ryan Stormscope.
He had a longtime interest in flying, and by 1968, had become a licensed pilot with ATP (Airline Transport Pilot) certification. He was able to use his flying abilities in his business, and while on a business trip in his own plane, he almost met major disaster by inadvertently flying into a violent thunderstorm. There was no way to avoid thunderstorms, capable of tornado-like winds which can tear the wings off any airplane.
That’s when Paul decided to devote his time to research a solution, and in 1976, eight-years after the storm incident, the Ryan Stormscope was introduced. Today, the Ryan Stormscope is widely used in all types of aircraft to guide them through threatening storms.
In 1981, Paul sold his invention to the 3M Company, and he established, Ryan International Corporation in order to continue improvement in flight safety. The resulting product, called the TAS (Traffic Advisory System), generated a map of aircraft traffic up to 50-miles away for pilot viewing. Today, many thousands of Ryan’s TAS units are used in aircraft.
In 2005, Ryan International Corporation was sold and merged with the Avidyne Corporation, a leading producer of avionics.
Mr. Ryan now lives at Muirfield Village, in Dublin, Ohio, with his wife, JoAnn (Moore). She is the daughter of Charles and Dorothy Moore, longtime restaurant operators in Portsmouth; Frisch’s and Moore’s Restaurant.
Paul and JoAnn have five children, Lee Ann, Larry, David, Dean and Gary.
Paul’s father, William Gordon Ryan, was a longtime Portsmouth Public Library board member, and the Lucasville branch is named the W. Gordon Ryan Library.
Much of the information for this column was provided by Nancy Mauk, of Stout, Ohio.
“Innovations distinguish between a leader and a follower”. Steve Jobs
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High Notes 02-03-2011
In 1947, William G. Ryan, his wife Fay, and their twin sons, Paul and Roger, lived above the L and G Grocery, operated by John M. Lawson, at 212 ½ Market Street, and William was a supervisor at The Portsmouth Gas Company.
Paul and Roger graduated from Portsmouth High School in 1949.
By 1959, son Paul had graduated from Ohio State University with a B. S. in electrical engineering, and had founded, Dytronics Company, Inc. in the basement of his house in Columbus, Ohio, with the purpose of developing precision instrumentation for aerospace applications. “Significant contributions were made to the Apollo space program, with special recognition for developing a primary method of measuring the phase angle between two electrical signals. The resulting product, called the ‘Primary Phase Angle Standard’ was supplied to every aerospace metrology laboratory, both government and private as well as the metrology laboratories of all NATO nations,” according to information in the September 20, 2010 brochure distributed when Paul Ryan was honored at the annual OSU alumni awards luncheon.
The OSU College of Engineering, Dean Gregory Washington awarded Paul with the 2010 Lamme Medal – the highest recognition the College bestows upon a graduate.
Paul holds 11-patents, and one of his major inventions was the Ryan Stormscope.
He had a longtime interest in flying, and by 1968, had become a licensed pilot with ATP (Airline Transport Pilot) certification. He was able to use his flying abilities in his business, and while on a business trip in his own plane, he almost met major disaster by inadvertently flying into a violent thunderstorm. There was no way to avoid thunderstorms, capable of tornado-like winds which can tear the wings off any airplane.
That’s when Paul decided to devote his time to research a solution, and in 1976, eight-years after the storm incident, the Ryan Stormscope was introduced. Today, the Ryan Stormscope is widely used in all types of aircraft to guide them through threatening storms.
In 1981, Paul sold his invention to the 3M Company, and he established, Ryan International Corporation in order to continue improvement in flight safety. The resulting product, called the TAS (Traffic Advisory System), generated a map of aircraft traffic up to 50-miles away for pilot viewing. Today, many thousands of Ryan’s TAS units are used in aircraft.
In 2005, Ryan International Corporation was sold and merged with the Avidyne Corporation, a leading producer of avionics.
Mr. Ryan now lives at Muirfield Village, in Dublin, Ohio, with his wife, JoAnn (Moore). She is the daughter of Charles and Dorothy Moore, longtime restaurant operators in Portsmouth; Frisch’s and Moore’s Restaurant.
Paul and JoAnn have five children, Lee Ann, Larry, David, Dean and Gary.
Paul’s father, William Gordon Ryan, was a longtime Portsmouth Public Library board member, and the Lucasville branch is named the W. Gordon Ryan Library.
Much of the information for this column was provided by Nancy Mauk, of Stout, Ohio.
“Innovations distinguish between a leader and a follower”. Steve Jobs
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