Daily Update: Sunday, September 11th, 2016

09-11 - Patriot Day and National Grandparents Day (2)

Today is the Twenty-Fourth Sunday in Ordinary Time. With no Saints to honor, we note that today is Patriot Day, during which we recall the 2001 attacks on the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and Flight 93. Since today is the first Sunday after Labor Day, today is National Grandparents Day. And today is the birthday of my co-worker Deborah at the casino (1954).

Patriot Day is a discretionary day of remembrance established in 2001 in memory of the 2,993 killed in the September 11th, 2001 attacks on the World Trade Center in New York City, the Pentagon in Washington, D. C., and United Airlines Flight 93 in Pennsylvania. Initially the day was called the Prayer and Remembrance for the Victims of the Terrorist Attacks on September 11th, 2001. On this day the President directs that the American flag be flown at half-staff at individual American homes, at the White House, and on all United States government buildings and establishments, home and abroad. The President also asks Americans to observe a moment of silence beginning at 8:46 A.M. (Eastern Daylight Time), the time the first plane struck the North Tower of the World Trade Center on September 11th, 2001. Because Patriot Day is not a federal holiday, schools and business do not close in observance of the occasion, although memorial ceremonies for the victims are held. In New York the World Trade Center Site Memorial Competition was held to design an appropriate memorial on the site. The winning design, Reflecting Absence, was selected in August 2006, and consists of a pair of reflecting pools in the footprints of the towers, surrounded by a list of the victims’ names in an underground memorial space. When the Pentagon was repaired in 2001–2002, a private chapel and indoor memorial were included, located at the spot where Flight 77 crashed into the building. The Pentagon Memorial was completed and opened to the public on the seventh anniversary of the attacks in 2008. It consists of a landscaped park with 184 benches facing the Pentagon. In Shanksville, Pennsylvania, the Flight 93 National Memorial was completed and was open to family members of the victims on September 10, 2015.  The memorial showcases the crash site of the plane, and a plaza and exhibits remember the passengers on the plane who kept the plane from (reportedly) aiming for the United States Capitol. New York City firefighters donated a cross made of steel from the World Trade Center and mounted on top of a platform shaped like the Pentagon, which was installed on August 25th, 2008. And, as today is the First Sunday after Labor Day, today is National Grandparents Day. Marian McQuade (died 2008) of Oak Hill, West Virginia, has been recognized nationally as the founder of National Grandparents Day. McQuade made it her goal to educate youth about the important contributions seniors have made throughout history. She also urged youth to “adopt” a grandparent, not just for one day a year, but rather for a lifetime. West Virginia’s Governor Arch Moore proclaimed an annual Grandparents’ Day for the state, at the urging of  McQuade. In 1973 Senator Jennings Randolph (D-WV) introduced a resolution to the Senate to make Grandparents’ Day a national holiday. When Senator Randolph’s resolution in the U.S. Senate died in committee, McQuade organized supporters and began contacting governors, senators, and congressmen in all fifty states. She urged each state to proclaim their own Grandparents’ Day. Within three years, she had received Grandparents’ Day proclamations from forty-three states, and sent copies of the proclamations to Senator Randolph. In February 1977, Senator Randolph, with the concurrence of many other senators, introduced a joint resolution to the senate requesting the president to “issue annually a proclamation designating the first Sunday of September after Labor Day of each year as ‘National Grandparents’ Day’.” Congress passed the legislation proclaiming the first Sunday after Labor Day as National Grandparents’ Day and, on August 3rd, 1978, then-President Jimmy Carter signed the proclamation. The statute cites the day’s purpose: “…to honor grandparents, to give grandparents an opportunity to show love for their children’s children, and to help children become aware of strength, information, and guidance older people can offer”. Today is also the birthday of our friend Deborah at the casino (1954).

I neglected to mention in yesterday’s Daily Update that I had Surveillance call down on me for a mistake I had made on the Pai Gow table (more anon). Last night there was a delay of an hour before the home College Football game between our #21 LSU Tigers and the Jacksonville State Gamecocks started. Richard and I ate barbequed pork steaks and boiled whole new potatoes. I stayed up until the middle of the second quarter, long enough to see our starting quarterback Brandon Harris taken out by backup quarterback Danny Etling (who will probably have the starting quarterback spot from now on), then I went to bed.

When I woke up to get ready for work, I saw that our Tigers had beaten the Gamecocks by the score of 34 to 13; our Tigers will next play a home game (and their first SEC Conference game) with the Mississippi State Bulldogs on Saturday, September 17th. I put in a new set of contact lenses, did my Book Devotional Reading, then posted to Facebook that today was Patriot Day, and posted to Facebook that today was National Grandparents’ Day. I then brought in the LSU flag, and put out my American flag. On our way to work I did my Internet Devotional Reading. When we clocked in, Richard was on Three Card Blackjack; when they closed his table he became the Relief dealer for the second Mississippi Stud table, Mississippi Stud, and Three Card Poker. I was on the Macau Mini baccarat table; when my Macau players left they made me a regular Mini Baccarat table. Late in our shift I signed the Surveillance Report on my error on yesterday’s Pai Gow table. On our way home from work I continued reading We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves by Karen Joy Fowler via Overdrive on my tablet.

Once home from work I made my lunch salads for tomorrow and Tuesday, and ate one of my lunch salads while reading the Sunday papers; our New Orleans Saints were on the television, playing their first home NFL game of the season with the Oakland Raiders. I then came to the computer to do today’s Daily Update, and then I will go to bed for the duration; I will post the final score of the Saints game in tomorrow’s Daily Update. And in the College Football Polls, in the AP Poll LSU is ranked #20 (up from #21), and in the Coach’s Poll LSU is ranked #22 (the same as last week).

Tomorrow is the Optional Memorial of the Most Holy Name of the Blessed Virgin, and the birthday of Richard’s nephew Spike, the son of his brother here in town (1969). We will work our eight hours at the casino, and I will be fasting after 3:00 am. On my breaks I will continue reading We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves by Karen Joy Fowler via Overdrive on my tablet. After we clock out at 11:00 am I will go to the Clinic and have Blood Drawn for Lab Work ahead of my appointment with the doctor at the Clinic on September 19th. After lunch I will do Advance Daily Update Drafts for thus weblog. And after Jeopardy! I will do my Daily Update.

Our Parting Quote on this Sunday afternoon comes to us from Keith Dunstan, Australian journalist and author. Born as John Keith Dunstan in 1925 in East Malvern, Victoria, he was a Flight Lieutenant in 1943 to 1946 with the Royal Australian Air Force, stationed at Labuan in the Pacific. In 1946 Dunstan joined The Herald and Weekly Times Ltd, publishers of The Sun News-Pictorial and The Herald (since merged as the Herald Sun). He was Foreign Correspondent for the Herald and Weekly Times with posts in New York (1949–52) and London (1952–54). This period was followed by a position with The Courier-Mail in Brisbane for which he wrote the column “Day by Day”. He returned to Melbourne and from 1958 to 1978 contributed a daily column, “A Place in the Sun” for The Sun News-Pictorial, the city’s largest circulating daily newspaper. During these years his popularity grew and he became a Melbourne institution. From 1962 on he wrote regularly for the Sydney-based weekly magazine The Bulletin under the pseudonym of Batman (after the city’s controversial founder, John Batman) and for the travel magazine Walkabout. An enthusiastic commuter and recreational cyclist, he was the founding president of the Bicycle Institute of Victoria (1974–78). In 1976 and 1977 he was president of the Melbourne Press Club, succeeding Rohan Rivett. He was the United States West Coast Correspondent (1979–82) for The Herald and Weekly Times. Later, he was a regular columnist and occasional contributor to The Age newspaper. His pioneering works of Australian sports history included The Paddock That Grew (1962) on the Melbourne Cricket Ground, which has now seen several editions and updates. In 1967 he became founding secretary of the Anti-Football League, a tongue-in-cheek organization that poked fun at the Australian rules football obsession. He published a quartet of books on Australian character: Wowsers (1968), Knockers(1972), Sports (1973), and Ratbags (1979), and many works of history on popular subjects ranging from wine to sport to retailing, including an unfashionably critical study of the Australian outlaw Ned Kelly, Saint Ned (1980). He also wrote an autobiography, No Brains at All (1990). In the January 2002 New Year Honours List Dunstan was awarded a Medal of the Order of Australia (OAM) “for service as a journalist and author, and to the community, particularly as a supporter of the Berry Street Babies Home”. Other publications of his have included The Melbourne I Remember (2004) and Moonee Ponds to Broadway (2006), a study of his friend and fellow Melburnian, the satirist Barry Humphries. In 2009 he became Patron of the Prahran Mechanics’ Institute. He wrote his own self-deprecating obituary, and in October 2013 was posthumously inducted into the Melbourne Press Club’s Victorian Media Hall of Fame, an honor he was told about before his death (died 2013): “[As a reporter with The Sun News-Pictorial], police reporting was deadly competitive…It was just after 11 pm when I heard the [police radio code] message: ”Forty-five, 13 Tobruk Crescent, Preston.” I grabbed a taxi and said: ”Drive as quickly as you can to Tobruk Crescent.” When I knocked on the door there was a woman in her nightie. She screamed: ”Thank God you’re here. My husband is trying to kill me with a Japanese sword.” I tried to tell her I wasn’t the police, just a reporter, but she wasn’t listening. Her husband was rampaging in the next room. We rushed into the bedroom and hid in the wardrobe cupboard. If the lady was frightened, I was terrified. Five minutes later the police actually arrived and we were saved. I learned a great deal about newspaper ethics that night.”

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