We meet to part and part to meet The parting’s mostly bittersweet When one is absent from our space It leaves a hole one can’t replace When loved ones are called away To new horizons and can’t stay In the familiar anymore to remain We still miss them dearly clear and plain But there can be no regrets And we will nevermore forget The blessed tie that binds us still While they seek their calling to fulfill. Whether absent from the body Or absent from this place The tie that binds us transcends time and space. The ties that bond us are the stuff of grace. I want to go there, where we shall never part A place where new beginnings find their start Where memories and sweet endings dwell Together they say “All is well!” I want to go there to those places in the heart… We meet to part and part to meet The parting’s mostly bittersweet We miss what never mattered much When one is absent from our touch But there can be no regrets And we will nevermore forget The blessed tie that ...
The Bullitt County News May 10, 1907 Children’s Corner Danger Line I was a little troubled at first whether to call it dangerous or safety line; for on one side of the line is safety and on the other side is danger. So it is a matter of some importance as to which side of the line we are on. When we used to play marbles we had what we called a “dead” line; if we fell beyond that line we were all right, but if we fell behind the line we were dead for that game. Now society has a moral line that people are expected to live up to if they wish to be respected; and all the good deeds and good qualities of life are on one side of the line and all the bad deeds and bad qualities are on the other side. So that we can easily see which is the respectable side of the line and also which is the safe side. And yet it is not always easy to keep on the safe side as some may think; surrounded as we are with the evils and temptations of life. It requires a great deal of moral courage to keep...
Before- the action was over 1/4 inch to start with... and the bridge was lifted to over 3/8 of an inch gap, over a substantial belly bulge in the lower bout. There was a bow in the neck... and the tuners were loose. The bridge plate was a little shredded... but surprisingly no braces were loose. So the bridge just popped off in my hand once the bridgepins were removed- no separation required. I made a couple of cauls (from steel electrical gangbox covers) to place on the bridgeplate and the front of the belly, which was 5/16 of an inch out of plane on each side. I moistened the spruce first then heated the cauls in boiling water to about 200 degrees before placing them inside and out- held in place by rare earth magnets- and then clamped with a damp piece of chamois under the cauls. I applied more heat to the metal cauls with an iron heated to 200 degrees. Also applied steam to the area... While that was clamped I cleaned and flattened the rosewood bridge. ...
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