Molly Murray has two stories in today's News Journal on the issue of dredged-up archeological artifacts. In the main story, Beach work mindful of artifacts, she discusses the various precautions planned by the state and by the US Corps of Engineers as they prepare to dredge sand from the ocean floor to replenish Delaware's Atlantic beaches.
There's also a companion piece, Lewes artifacts may be from 2 sites, which looks at what has been learned from the artifacts that were accidentally dredged-up from the Delaware Bay floor late last year.
As a Lewes resident, and with some interest in history and archeology, I've been watching this story and posting links to coverage of it in the past few months. There's at least one person out there with strong feeling about this issue. He, or she, prefers to remain anonymous in his, or her, comments. And they are fairly strong comments.
I hope my anonymous commenter will take some comfort from the precautions outlined in Molly's longer piece this morning. I believe that the folks running these dredging programs are trying to avoid a repeat of what happened off Lewes Beach and I give them credit for their efforts.
It may be because I am a state employee. It may also be because I worked for several years with some of the DNREC players in this story back in the early 1990s. But I have to say that I am confident that the people at DNREC, and even the feds on this project, are not evil people. They are people, and they are trying to do their jobs, serve the people of the state and protect the environment and the heritage of the state.
Stuff happens. There are always mistakes in life. What would be a problem is if we didn't try to learn from our mistakes and avoid repeating them.
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
I'm Not Sure Why I Noticed This, But...
Monday, January 24, 2005
An Icy Day
I had a meeting this afternoon at the Department of Natural Resources and Environmental Control -- DNREC -- where I started my career as a state employee many, many years ago. DNREC's offices are in a converted factory complex and surround a very pleasant courtyard.
Today the eaves along the perimeter were sheathed in ice and sported impressive icicles. Of course, I had to take a photo or two.
Today the eaves along the perimeter were sheathed in ice and sported impressive icicles. Of course, I had to take a photo or two.
Bleah. Cold Weather. Ice. Sick Kids.
Here we are with temperatures outside down at about 10 degrees and kids inside running high fevers and coughing away. There is a sheet of ice over all outdoors. What fun.
At least state government offices are opening late, so I can stay home and help with the first hour or so of nursing. I guess I'll try to clear my calendar this week so I can take a few full day's of sick-kid duty.
At least state government offices are opening late, so I can stay home and help with the first hour or so of nursing. I guess I'll try to clear my calendar this week so I can take a few full day's of sick-kid duty.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
10:00 a.m. (Day Two)
Things look a little nicer this morning. It was a cold and windy night, but slight snow showers have dressed the ice up and made it a bit more pretty.
Looks like nasty day on the roads, though. It will be interesting to see what happens in the next day or so with schools. Around here, the main roads get cleared fairly well when this sort of storm happens. It's the back roads, however, where most of the students live, that stay ugly. My money is on at least a major delay on Monday.
And how did Christina's snow-girl fare?
Two things are clear. The prevailing wind in this storm has been in this poor snow-girl's face. And ice is heavy, heavy stuff.
Looks like nasty day on the roads, though. It will be interesting to see what happens in the next day or so with schools. Around here, the main roads get cleared fairly well when this sort of storm happens. It's the back roads, however, where most of the students live, that stay ugly. My money is on at least a major delay on Monday.
And how did Christina's snow-girl fare?
Two things are clear. The prevailing wind in this storm has been in this poor snow-girl's face. And ice is heavy, heavy stuff.
Saturday, January 22, 2005
5:48 p.m.
Crap! Freezing Rain. It didn't change back to snow.
To our north and west, this wet was all snow, and lots of it. In coastal Sussex County, we have puddles instead and should have iced slush in the morning. Curse you, warming influence of the Atlantic Ocean.
All the have-to-stay-at-home and none of the pretty-white-fluffy-world. Crap.
3:00 p.m.
1:30 p.m.
It's been snowing since about 11:00 a.m. Just returned from Milford and the SAT's. A fine, but not quite powdery snow. Quickly coating the roads. The main road, State Route 1, was mostly snow-covered. Some places (where the road crews are better, I guess) were more wet than snowy. Saw only one vehicle in a ditch; an SUV, of course.
The SAT!
Wow. This morning I dropped Colleen at Milford High School to take the SAT. She's only in seventh grade, but is taking the test as a part of her application for the Academic Challenge program.
The school lobby was loaded with high school kids there to take the test in their normal course of college applications. Luckily, the test administrators called all the seventh grade takers over to one side and set the kids up fairly quickly in their own testing rooms.
It was a strange feeling to leave her there to take a test that I still associate with that period in my life when I was making the transition into adulthood. She's still a kid, but she's very bright and she's more grown-up every day.
And I get older too.
The school lobby was loaded with high school kids there to take the test in their normal course of college applications. Luckily, the test administrators called all the seventh grade takers over to one side and set the kids up fairly quickly in their own testing rooms.
It was a strange feeling to leave her there to take a test that I still associate with that period in my life when I was making the transition into adulthood. She's still a kid, but she's very bright and she's more grown-up every day.
And I get older too.
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