course, Butternut was laying in the sun watching us through the back of
his eyelids, supervising
entire operation from
the comfort of the front porch
It is a tough job, but someone has to do it!!
I got this e-mail from Anne Keiser :
usual I enjoyed your
latest column. Especially the picture of Pattie and Queen..I
copied it, and
hung it on my WALL OF FAME in the radio shack...
Thank you for all
on your site..
Yes Anne they
both are very special people. Pattie and Queen have done much to
encourage me in this venture. It is very much appreciated. I am indeed
lucky man and I know it!!
Also from Dave Engler in an e-mail:
We went to breakfast at a
restaurant where the "seniors'
two eggs, bacon, hash browns and
toast for $1.99. "Sounds good," my
said. "But I don't want the
"Then I'll have to charge
you two dollars and forty-nine
you're ordering a la carte," the
waitress warned her.
"You mean I'd have to pay
for not taking the eggs?"
incredulously. "I'll take
"How do you want your
"Raw and in the shell," my
wife replied. She took
It is now 8:24 PM
and as I sit here
working on this thing I have a very warm feeling to be able to
sit here at the
glance into the front room and see the fruits of our labor
out on the front porch looking in at me in all its beauty.
Every year I
tell Queen this
one is the best
tree we ever had. Oh there have been physically better shaped trees
and perhaps better decorated but this one is us and it is our work. We
it and It is the best effort we can currently accomplish, so
is, the best tree ever!!!
Ever since I
turned 65 I have
quietly said to
myself how many more of these trees do we have left? We both
have new physical problems we didn't have that long ago. However I
do not know,nor do I want to know how long!!
fine up to a
point but we must
all live right here and now in the present. So
it is the best tree ever!!!
Life is short!! I am trying to live each day as it comes. Geez
there I go again getting mushy. Sorry about that!!
December 06, 2004 7:21 AM 30.9
at Slatington E.S. and 31.3 in
the bus stop
It looks like a
clear day this morning.
Inclement stuff is predicted for later this today but so far
good. My blood glucose this morning is 113 and the weight 196.
Queen has a wash
day this morning but we
plan on a
walk first. Queen's back was hurting and we were going to cut the walk
but the farther we walked the better her back became,so we went the
full mile. That was good for both of us
We saw Judge Webb
on his way to work
The Clarance Heydts were also walking. They are far faster than us old
geezers. I stopped by the hospital to tell the young ladies in the
"Blood Drawing department " where to find their pictures in last
After getting my
e-mail I was reading
Wall St. Journal about the frustrations of some of the
people in Iraq. It concerned the abandonment of America in
affairs by virtually most of Europe, France and Germany in
To me it is clear
why the old League of
failed. As will every other "world confederation". Then, as now, every
nation pursues it's own selfish interests.Can one imagine the
history would show had the rest of the world stood up to
while he was just starting. Thus be it always!!!
Oh,we look out
for our interests also
record is so much better in helping the rest of the
sure as Hell didn't storm the beaches at Normandy for oil!!
It is very interesting to read the old newspapers of that time. There
were many here who thought it was all wrong. Newspaper
archives can all be found
on line. It is interesting to see how little has changed, in spite of
the politicians platitudes!!
On Saturday when we
our trees we also noted the petting Zoo that Country
Junction maintains for the kids. I must say the place was
The peacock below
was beautiful. He would
fan out his plume for me but he still was something to see. Pheasants,
Grouse, Guinea hens, Llamas, all kinds of animals. It was interesting.
had Turkeys, Ducks, Geese, and all manner of foul of that
rabbits, dogs, cats, birds of all kinds, and all sorts of fish.
The indoor isles were
dark and crowded. The place was packed. They have more junk in there
than any place around here.The parking lot was full also. Buses were
seen unloading shoppers. It is a real tourist trap.
I went downtown
in what appeared
to be the beginning of some SNOW to deliver the "paper" to Dr.
Nicholson's office. Then on to IGA for bananas. I stopped in
at the Times News in the morning snow fulling expecting to be greeted
"abominable snow man". He was no where to be seen. She said that
the house for him to no avail!!
what a shame!!
Sharon can't find
him anywhere. Foul play is suspected. heh
e-mail from Betsy Burnhauser who replied to the article about Forrest
Bob - I think people by the name of
Stein owned it
when I was a little kid.We always called it "Steinies Park". It was a
real treat on a hot summer evening when my father would take some of us
kids up there for ice cream cones and a chance to play on the swings,
see-saws, merry-go-round and sliding boards. The see-saws were wooden
and had splinters where you sat.
I just got this
from son in law Fritz Williams. He too is an old softie !!
Fw: The Folded Napkin
Folded Napkin ... A Truckers Story
doesn't light your fire ... your wood is wet!!!)
I try not to be biased, but I had my
hiring Stevie. His placement counselor assured me that he would be a
good, reliable busboy. But I had never had a mentally handicapped
employee and wasn't sure I wanted one. I wasn't sure how my customers
would react to Stevie. He was short, a little dumpy with the smooth
facial features and thick-tongued speech of Downs Syndrome. I wasn't
worried about most of my trucker customers because truckers don't
generally care who buses tables as long as the meatloaf platter is good
and the pies are homemade. The four-wheeler drivers were the ones who
concerned me; the mouthy college kids traveling to school; the yuppie
snobs who secretly polish their silverware with their napkins for fear
of catching some dreaded "truck stop germ" the pairs of white-shirted
business men on expense accounts who think every truck stop waitress
wants to be flirted with. I knew those people would be uncomfortable
around Stevie so I closely watched him for the first few weeks.
have worried. After the first week, Stevie had my staff
wrapped around his stubby little finger, and within a month my truck
regulars had adopted him as their official truck stop mascot. After
that, I really didn't care what the rest of the customers thought of
him. He was like a 21-year-old in blue jeans and Nikes, eager to laugh
and eager to please, but fierce in his attention to his duties. Every
salt and pepper shaker was exactly in its place, not a bread crumb or
coffee spill was visible when Stevie got done with the table.
problem was persuading him to wait to clean a table until
after the customers were finished. He would hover in the background,
shifting his weight from one foot to the other, scanning the dining
room until a table was empty. Then he would scurry to the empty table
and carefully bus dishes and glasses onto cart and meticulously wipe
the table up with a practiced flourish of his rag. If he thought a
customer was watching, his brow would pucker with added concentration.
He took pride in doing his job exactly right, and you had to love how
hard he tried to please each and every person he met.
Over time, we
learned that he lived with his mother, a widow who was
disabled after repeated surgeries for cancer. They lived on their
Social Security benefits in public housing two miles from the truck
stop. Their social worker, who stopped to check on him every so often,
admitted they had fallen between the cracks. Money was tight, and what
I paid him was probably the difference between them being able to live
together and Stevie being sent to a group home. That's why the
restaurant was a gloomy place that morning last August, the first
morning in three years that Stevie missed work.
He was at the
Mayo Clinic in Rochester getting a new valve or something
put in his heart. His social worker said that people with Downs
Syndrome often have heart problems at an early age so this wasn't
unexpected, and there was a good chance he would come through the
surgery in good shape and be back at work in a few months.
A ripple of
excitement ran through the staff later that morning when
word came that he was out of surgery, in recovery, and doing fine.
Frannie, the head waitress, let out a war hoop and did a little dance
in the aisle when she heard the good news. Belle Ringer, one of our
regular trucker customers, stared at the sight of this 50-year-old
grandmother of four doing a victory shimmy beside his table. Frannie
blushed, smoothed her apron and shot Belle Ringer a withering look. He
grinned. "OK, Frannie, what was that all about?" he asked. "We just got
word that Stevie is out of surgery and going to be okay." "I was
wondering where he was. I had a new joke to tell him. What was the
surgery about?" Frannie quickly told Belle Ringer and the other two
drivers sitting at his booth about Stevie's surgery, then sighed:
"Yeah, I'm glad he is going to be OK," she said. "But I don't know how
he and his Mom are going to handle all the bills. From what I hear,
they're barely getting by as it is." Belle Ringer nodded thoughtfully,
and Frannie hurried off to wait on the rest of her tables.
Since I hadn't
had time to round up a busboy to replace Stevie and
really didn't want to replace him, the girls were busing their own
tables that day until we decided what to do. After the morning rush,
Frannie walked into my office. She had a couple of paper napkins in her
hand and a funny look on her face.
"What's up?" I
asked. "I didn't get that table where Belle Ringer and
his friends were sitting cleared off after they left, and Pony Pete and
Tony Tipper were sitting there when I got back to clean it off," she
said. "This was folded and tucked under a coffee cup." She handed the
napkin to me, and three $20 bills fell onto my desk when I opened it.
On the outside, in big, bold letters, was printed "Something For
Stevie. Pony Pete asked me what that was all about," she said, "so I
told him about Stevie and his Mom and everything, and Pete looked at
Tony and Tony looked at Pete, and they ended up giving me this." She
handed me another paper napkin that had "Something For Stevie" scrawled
on its outside. Two $50 bills were tucked within its folds. Frannie
looked at me with wet, shiny eyes, shook her head and said simply
That was three
months ago. Today is Thanksgiving, the first day Stevie
is supposed to be back to work. His placement worker said he's been
counting the days until the doctor said he could work, and it didn't
matter at all that it was a holiday. He called 10 times in the past
week, making sure we knew he was coming, fearful that we had forgotten
him or that his job was in jeopardy. I arranged to have his mother
bring him to work. I then met them in the parking lot and invited them
both to celebrate his day back. Stevie was thinner and paler, but
couldn't stop grinning as he pushed through the doors and headed for
the back room where his apron and busing cart were waiting.
"Hold up there,
Stevie, not so fast," I said. I took him and his mother
by their arms. "Work can wait for a minute. To celebrate you coming
back, breakfast for you and your mother is on me!"
I led them
toward a large corner booth at the rear of the room. I could
feel and hear the rest of the staff following behind as we marched
through the dining room. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw booth after
booth of grinning truckers empty and join the procession. We stopped in
front of the big table. Its surface was covered with coffee cups,
saucers and dinner plates, all sitting slightly crooked on dozens of
folded paper napkins.
you have to do, Stevie, is clean up this mess," I said. I
tried to sound stern. Stevie looked at me, and then at his mother, then
pulled out one of the napkins. It had "Something for Stevie" printed on
the outside. As he picked it up, two $10 bills fell onto the table.
at the money, then at all the napkins peeking from
beneath the tableware, each with his name printed or scrawled on it. I
turned to his mother. "There's more than $10,000 in cash and checks on
table, all from truckers and trucking companies that heard about your
problems. "Happy Thanksgiving!"
Well, it got
real noisy about that time, with everybody hollering and
shouting, and there were a few tears, as well. But you know what's
funny? While everybody else was busy shaking hands and hugging each
other, Stevie, with a big, big smile on his face, was busy clearing all
the cups and dishes from the table. Best worker I ever hired.
Plant a seed
and watch it grow. At this point, you can bury this
inspirational message or forward it fulfilling the need!
If you shed a
tear, hug yourself, because you are a compassionate
just sit there! Send this story on!
Keep it going,
this is a good one!
it had to come sometime. Here
the first. Sheez !!!
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354 PM EST MON DEC 6 2004
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FOR AREAS OF FREEZING DRIZZLE
TONIGHT. THE AIR MASS REMAINS
MOIST NEAR THE SURFACE. WARM AIR A
FEW THOUSAND FEET ABOVE THE
GROUND HAS RAISED TEMPERATURES
ABOVE FREEZING. BUT, AT GROUND LEVEL
A CHILLY NORTHEAST WIND HAS KEPT
TEMPERATURES BELOW FREEZING. WITH
THE SUN SETTING, THE REGION IS
MORE VULNERABLE TO ICING. THIS IS
ESPECIALLY TRUE ON BRIDGES,
OVERPASSES, WALKWAYS AND LESS TRAVELED
MOTORISTS AND PEDESTRIANS ARE
ADVISED TO PROCEED WITH
CAUTION...ESPECIALLY ON UNTREATED
ROADS AND WALKS. IT IS DIFFICULT
AT NIGHT TO DETECT BLACK ICE.
LEAVE PLENTY OF DISTANCE BETWEEN
YOURSELF AND THE VEHICLES AROUND
TEMPERATURES ARE EXPECTED TO
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FREEZING DRIZZLE BY SUNRISE ON
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In my latest
communication from Mr. T. Davies as to the status of his deer hunting
received the following:
to say it's the deer 2, Tommy nothing. I only saw 1 deer all day.
almost everyone else saw deer and 2 were missed. This is depressing but
there is still a lot of muzzle loader season left and of course there
is next Saturday. Hope you and the queen are doing well,
December 07, 2004 7:28 AM
33.2 at Slatington E.S. and 32.9 in the bus stop
It is a murky
wet cold morning today
delays particularly in the Pocono region. We went for our
spite of the lousy day. This time we walked down to 5th Street across
and up to 1st Street. There I took some pictures of the gray day.
There was a chilly east wind, but
coming back it was
fine. Everybody was going about their business as we walked past the
is nothing inspiring, but at least I can prove we were out.
This morning my blood glucose was 123 and my weight 194. This afternoon
I must go down to Dr. Walter's office for their optical
technician, Jake Miller, to install my new lenses. There will be
lines. We shall see how they go.
I got this from
both Lee Bollinger and
Two men, both
seriously ill, occupied
the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an
hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was
next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time
flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their
wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the
military service, where they had been on vacation.
Every afternoon when the man in the bed
window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his
roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live
for those one
hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all
the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model
boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and
a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all
exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his
eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window
parade passing by.
other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his
mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive
Days and weeks passed.
the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only
to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died
peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital
attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the
asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to
make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up
elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to
slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a
blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have
compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things
outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was
blind and could
not even see the wall.
"Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."
tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own
Shared grief is
half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to
feel rich, just count all the things you have that money
"Today is a
gift, that's why it is called the present."
The origin of
this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck to
everyone who passes it on.
Do not keep
Just forward it
to your friends to whom you wish good luck.
You will see
that something good will happen to you....
comes from Henry
December 06, 2004 9:24 PM
REMEMBER THIS AT CHRISTMAS TIME
According to the Alaska Department of
Fish and Game,
while both male and female reindeer grow antlers in the summer each
year, male reindeer drop their antlers at the beginning of winter,
usually late November to
mid-December. Female reindeer retain their antlers till after
they give birth in the spring.
Therefore, according to EVERY historical
depicting Santa's reindeer, EVERY single one of them, from Rudolph to
Blitzen, had to be a girl.
ONLY women would be able to drag a fat-ass man in a red
suit all around the world in one night and not get lost.
We just got back from my visit
with my oculist. Jake Miller fitted my glasses and had me
read the charts. I think I am really going to like them. The damn lines
on the old bifocals were a real pain. Now as I type this I am using
them as my computer glasses and they work just fine. Jake said the
rule of thumb with the line-less bifocals is to point your nose at
what you want to read. That seems to work very well.
Jake is quite a
philosopher. We talked a
our lives and how marriage has been the best thing in the world for us
both. He too tells his wife that he probably would have been dead by
now had he not married her. Ah yes I also fit that pattern!! We spoke
of how we both have matured over the years. Things that bothered him a
lot don't phase him now.
It sort of
reminded me of the other day
when I had
to Radio Shack for something I needed. The manager went to the computer
to check with the archives. After he was done I asked him if I could
to bring up this web page. Sure go ahead. As I was getting it up and
line he said to me,"You know your way around a computer pretty well,
don't you?" I had to admit I had learned a few shortcuts and tricks
noticed. So the secret is keep at it and keep going!!
It is still a
crummy day. It isn't much
freezing and the light mist is a nuisance. We walked from Dr. Walter's
office to Rite-Aid and then stopped at Country Harvest. We got oysters
and I am going make oyster stew for supper.
The oyster stew
was excellent. We also
crackers, cheese, a cup of coffee and a small piece of store made
pumpkin pie. The pie we got at Aldi's, while no where near
Queen efforts, wasn't too bad.
Here is a picture
that was sent me by
name I am no longer sure. It is a photograph of one of my readers
a few years ago!!
graduated at the time I graduated from High School!! His
Maybelle Blose, was in my PHS class of 1944
08, 2004 7:34 AM 49.3 at Slatington E.S. and 42.9 in the bus stop
It finally looks as though it should
today. We went for our walk this morning and while it looked wintry it
was quite warm with temperatures in the low 50's.
During our walk I got these pictures.
This morning I
special request to fill the bird feeders. So the Mutt and Jeff bird
feed gurus went out to do the job. Queen held the ladder as I crawled
take the feeder down. It is a brass mesh folding thing. So I hung it
on the wash line with a S hook and we filled it. Then it was back up
the ladder, creaking ladder and joints, while my trusty helper
held the ladder instilling all kinds of false
confidence in me. Ha!!. Then I got down and I filled the
feeders. Mutt and Jeff got it done though.
This morning Queen is mixing up cookie dough. That means she will be
tired tonight. She likes to prepare the doughs first and then bake
them the next day. The first one is a Bobby special request for a very
oatmeal raisin cookie.
I noticed the
other day that one of my
classical music stations, WQXR, was back on streaming audio. However,
found a great big hook in it.
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They will let me listen free for 2
hours per day then I must join AOL's broadband network to
regularly at $24.95 per month. There is no way on God's green
earth I will pay those crooked bast**d* for their poor service. Plus
fact that I still have to pay ProLog for my excellent cable modem. That
I don't begrudge. AOL is renowned for hyping the
of everything and then supplying shoddy poor very limited service on
their proprietary rotten @%$*@!!^$ service systems .
Oh I know they
are all under pressure to comply with the new compensation rules but
to have to pay for their entire broadband package is out right CROOKED.
A small fee I could handle but your damn well right I
am MAD. So
This says it all:
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The AOL car would have a TOP speed of 40 MPH yet have a 200
The AOL car would come equipped with a NEW and fantastic
The car would often refuse to start and owners would just
this and try again later.
The windshield would have an extra dark tint to protect the
driver from seeing better cars.
AOL would sell the same model car year after year and claim
the NEW model.
Every now and then the brakes on the AOL car would just
for no apparent reason.
The AOL car would have a very plain body style but would have
lots'a pretty colors and lights.
The AOL car would have only one door but it would have 5
seats for family members.
Anyone dissatisfied could return the car but must continue to
make payments for 6 months.
If an AOL car owner received 3 parking tickets AOL would take
car off of them.
The AOL car would have an AOL Cell phone that can only place
calls to other AOL car cell phones.
AOL would pass a new car law forbidding AOL car owners from
driving near other car dealerships.
AOL car mechanics would have no experience in car repair.
Younger AOL car drivers would be able to make other peoples
cars stall just for fun.
It would not be possible to upgrade your AOL car stereo.
AOL cars would be forced to use AOL gas that cost 20% more
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Anytime an AOL car owner saw another AOL car owner he would
It would be common for AOL car owners to divorce just to
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AOL car owners would always claim to be older or younger than
they really are.
AOL cars would come with a steering wheel and AOL would claim
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Every time you close the door on the AOL car it would say,
on to happier things. Queen is baking those raisin cookies and they are
first class. They pass the "quality controls" very stringent standards
December 09, 2004 7:18 AM 29.4 at Slatington E.S. and 31.1 in the bus
It is a cloudy sort of mixed looking day
today. It is not immediately threatening but it does not
well for later today. My blood glucose was 140 and the weight was 195.
I went up
and sat on the park
contemplate things for a bit before coming in for more coffee
reading my e-mail. While I was up there I went
Bernice Kleintop's back steps and took a picture of Dr. Cyr's completed
job. It really looks like a first class job.
is the finished job. It is excellent work!!
We went for our
walk this morning. It was cold but with no wind. It was not bad. Today
we plan to do our food shopping.
We got back home
about 12:45 PM. It
crowded and the stock was good. Among the stuff we got at Giant was
some parchment paper. Queen was telling another "cookie maker" up at
store the advantages of using the paper when she bakes cookies. The
stay clean. Also they don't stick and can be used over again. Both
woman liked the idea.
More and more I am
beginning to like my
new line-less bifocals very much. They also work well as a pair of
glasses. As Jake Miller said point your nose at what you
to read. That concept works very well.
5 PM it is raining now.
Friday, December 10, 2004 7:21 AM 41.3 at
Slatington E.S. and 41.1 in
the bus stop
morning it is raining and nasty outside but it is still warm. I
understand this next week the hammer will fall on the temperature
readings. Mr. Tuthill can't be too happy with this warm weather. The
Mountain Ski Area and none of the others around here can even make snow
at night. This means it will be a late beginning of
season for them. I recall many a year they were skiing at
Thanksgiving. Oh my oil tanks enjoy the respite!
This morning my
blood glucose is 128 and
195. That is a lot better than yesterday. Why I haven't a clue.
In spite of the
drizzle Queen and I
walked out to 5th Street and back.
It was warm enough and not uncomfortable walking. I took the camera and
got these pictures.
Donald Behler residence
The weather was
not at all conducive to taking excellent pictures. However I took them
anyway. Young Bill Danneberg will enjoy them I hope!!
former Danneberg residence
Here is an aside
to the story about the
reality building from George Ashman.
- Todd Young hailed me in
Spillane's this morning to say that the west side of the building that
had Paul Pupak's tailor shop (you mentioned in your Blog), now George
Shinsec's real estate office, was Arner's Bakery. He also said that one
of the employees was a Mrs. Kuhn (spelling?). You may want to
contact him for any more details.
is funny because the name
Arner's is familiar to me. I don't recall it at as a bakery at
all. It looks as
though Steve Jensen was correct.
Yesterday I had a
with Bill Gersbach ,K3BTU, who wanted some information. Apparently his
sister, Minerva, has been forced to live in the Mahoning Nursing
center. She had a severe health problem and was told she
could no longer live in an unassisted manner in her apartment. Bill and
Bertha both have health problems of their own. Nonetheless Willie
and Bertha had to clean out the place quickly. He
is now wondering what to do with a lot of her stuff. He ask
about the value of much of her stuff and what to do with it. As an
example she has a complete copy of the complete history of
Carbon County by Thomas Eckhart, She even had some duplicate
volumes. Apparently they are also heavy.
In the course of
Willie told me of an old photograph that he scanned and sent
to me. It is a photograph of
Hotchburg ? [spelling] the local Chief of Police along with Charlie
Klein. This was taken a long time ago.
This morning we decided to go to K-Mart as well as to IGA. Naturally we
had to stop in for a quick visit to our friends at the Times News.
My worst fears
were confirmed. Sharon
found the "abominable snow shovel". <Sigh> It
was unanimously suggested that the blame for any bad weather this
winter is on Sharon's shoulders!!
Pattie and Linda
it is time to
bring this to an end for this week.
Please love one another, Mom and Bob <Queen