"From the Mundane to the Less Mundane with Everything In Between". Now in my 18th YEAR OF BLOGGING and still counting.
Monday, January 26, 2015
BIG NEWS - NYSE Invests In Bitcoin.
World's First Licensed Bitcoin Exchange
The United States is about to receive its first licensed Bitcoin exchange in Lunar, a newly launched business vertical of Coinbase Inc.
The San Francisco-based Bitcoin Company, which recently raised a whopping $106 million funds from the New York Stock Exchange and multiple VC firms, promised their future customers the safest haven to sell/buy Bitcoins.
Why Lunar is Important?
From the massive $400 million online theft at Mt. Gox, to the very recent BitStamp hack where hackers stole $5 million from its hot wallet, each and every of such event pushed seasoned and new Bitcoin investors out of the Bitcoin ecosystem. As a result, the value of a BTC itself dropped by 80% within just a year. At this hour of need, Lunar is “literally” a masterstroke that could spread [and] bring many optimistic changes to the market.
By being a licensed exchange, customers at Lunar will at least have 100% assurance of recovering their money in case an online theft takes place. Rest assured, it could even help Bitcoin retain some of its lost value. The trade market seems to have been reacting to this event already, where BTC/USD value has surged from $230 to $275 during the weekend.
Expansion Troubles
According to the available reports, Coinbase has received licenses from around half of the US states, including the much stiffer New York City as well. The company’s founders, which are still meeting state regulators, are though hopeful to expand their Bitcoin trading services throughout the nation. They are even planning to expand overseas.
“Our goal is to become the world’s largest exchange,” said Brian Armstrong, the CEO of Coinbase.
To become so, they will have to watch out for another licensed Bitcoin exchange that will going to be launched sooner or later by the celebrated entrepreneurs Tyler and Cameron Winklevoss. Their announcement came just a few days back.
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Sunday, January 25, 2015
Potentially Historic Snowfall Amounts Forecast For NYC.
Blizzard Warning for New York City and ConnecticutURGENT - WINTER WEATHER MESSAGE...
NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE NEW YORK NY
339 PM EST SUN JAN 25 2015
...CRIPPLING AND POTENTIALLY HISTORIC BLIZZARD TO IMPACT THE AREA FROM LATE MONDAY INTO TUESDAY... ...BLIZZARD WARNING IN EFFECT FROM 1 PM MONDAY TO MIDNIGHT EST TUESDAY NIGHT... THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE IN NEW YORK HAS ISSUED A BLIZZARD WARNING...WHICH IS IN EFFECT FROM 1 PM MONDAY TO MIDNIGHT EST TUESDAY NIGHT. THE BLIZZARD WATCH IS NO LONGER IN EFFECT. * LOCATIONS...NEW YORK CITY AND SURROUNDING IMMEDIATE SUBURBS...LONG ISLAND...AND MOST OF SOUTHERN CONNECTICUT. * HAZARD TYPES...HEAVY SNOW AND BLOWING SNOW...WITH BLIZZARD CONDITIONS. * ACCUMULATIONS...SNOW ACCUMULATION OF 20 TO 30 INCHES...WITH LOCALLY HIGHER AMOUNTS POSSIBLE. SNOWFALL RATES OF 2 TO 4 INCHES PER HOUR EXPECTED LATE MONDAY NIGHT INTO TUESDAY MORNING. * WINDS...NORTH 30 TO 40 MPH WITH GUSTS 55 TO 65 MPH...STRONGEST ACROSS EASTERN LONG ISLAND. * VISIBILITIES...ONE QUARTER MILE OR LESS AT TIMES. * TEMPERATURES...IN THE LOWER 20S. * TIMING...LIGHT SNOW WILL BEGIN MONDAY MORNING...WITH ACCUMULATIONS OF 1 TO 3 INCHES POSSIBLE BY THE EVENING RUSH. SNOW WILL PICK UP IN INTENSITY MONDAY EVENING...WITH THE HEAVIEST SNOW AND STRONGEST WINDS FROM ABOUT MIDNIGHT MONDAY NIGHT INTO TUESDAY AFTERNOON. * IMPACTS...LIFE-THREATENING CONDITIONS AND EXTREMELY DANGEROUS TRAVEL DUE TO HEAVY SNOWFALL AND STRONG WINDS...WITH WHITEOUT CONDITIONS. SECONDARY AND TERTIARY ROADS MAY BECOME IMPASSABLE. STRONG WINDS MAY DOWN POWER LINES AND TREE LIMBS. PRECAUTIONARY/PREPAREDNESS ACTIONS... A BLIZZARD WARNING MEANS SEVERE WINTER WEATHER CONDITIONS ARE EXPECTED OR OCCURRING. FALLING AND BLOWING SNOW WITH STRONG WINDS AND POOR VISIBILITIES WILL LEAD TO WHITEOUT CONDITIONS...MAKING TRAVEL EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. DO NOT TRAVEL. IF YOU MUST TRAVEL...HAVE A WINTER SURVIVAL KIT WITH YOU. IF YOU GET STRANDED...STAY WITH YOUR VEHICLE. ALL UNNECESSARY TRAVEL IS DISCOURAGED BEGINNING MONDAY AFTERNOON...TO ALLOW PEOPLE ALREADY ON THE ROAD TO SAFELY REACH THEIR DESTINATIONS BEFORE THE HEAVY SNOW BEGINS...AND TO ALLOW SNOW REMOVAL EQUIPMENT TO BEGIN TO CLEAR ROADS.
Thirty inches or more predicted for NYC. Well, better there than here! We are expected to receive some snow here on Thursday.
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Saturday, January 24, 2015
Superbowl and Chicken Wings.
Americans to Eat 1.25 Billion Chicken Wings for Super Bowl
WASHINGTON, /PRNewswire-USNewswire/ -- With the second biggest eating day of the year after Thanksgiving upon us – Super Bowl Sunday – there's no hotter time of year for chicken wings, which have become a staple food on Super Bowl menus.
According to the National Chicken Council's 2015 Wing Report released today, 1.25 billion wings will be eaten during Super Bowl XLIX, as fans watch the Seattle Seahawks and New England Patriots battle for the Lombardi Trophy, matching the record tied last year when the Seahawks defeated the Denver Broncos.
To put that into perspective, if 1.25 billion wing segments were laid end to end, they would stretch back and forth from CenturyLink Field in Seattle to Gillette Stadium in Foxborough, Massachusetts… almost 28 times. With the Super Bowl being played in Arizona, 1.25 billion wings would circle the Grand Canyon 120 times. That is enough wings to put 572 wings on every seat in all 32 NFL stadiums, according to the Council.
In terms of weight, 1.25 billion wings would weigh 5,955 times more than the weights of the Seahawks and Patriots entire 52-man rosters combined.
"Although the total amount of pounds of chicken produced last year rose by about 1.8 percent, the total number of chickens processed was virtually the same in 2014 as is was in 2013," noted National Chicken Council Vice President of Communications Tom Super. "A chicken only has two wings; therefore, the supply of wings is limited by the total number of chickens produced."
The average price (wholesale, not retail) of whole wings is currently $1.71/lb, up from $1.35/lb at the same time last year, according to the Daily Northeast Broiler/Fryer Report by the U.S. Department of Agriculture's Agriculture Marketing Service. This is down significantly from when wing prices hit a record high of $2.11/lb in January, 2013.
Wing prices traditionally go up in the fourth quarter of the year as restaurants and supermarkets stock up for the Super Bowl, and prices usually peak in January during the run-up to the big game.
Wing Eating among NFC-AFC Championship Cities
While Seattle is known for many things, including its coffee, fish tossing and Fortune 500 companies, chicken wings aren't one of them.
Residents of Seattle tend to punt on chicken wings, as they are 17 percent less likely to eat chicken wings in general than the average resident of the top 42 U.S. markets, according to The NPD Group's Local Market CREST Restaurant database; two years ending September 2014. While faring a bit better, but still below average, Patriots fans in Boston are 8 percent less likely to consume wings from a restaurant than the average resident.
But the Seahawks-Patriots matchup was the best possible scenario out of the four remaining NFL playoff teams/cities for wing eating. Here' a look at how the four stack up:
Boston: 8 percent less likely to eat chicken wings in general than the average resident
Seattle: 17 percent less likely to eat wings
Indianapolis: 32 percent less likely to eat wings
Green Bay: 39 percent less likely to eat wings
"The good news is, fans will try more wings if their team gets in the Super Bowl," noted Harry Balzer, The NPD Group's chief industry analyst and vice president. "We know wing consumption increases more than other foods during the Super Bowl. It did in Seattle last year after they won. While the citizens of Seattle still eat wings less often than the average eater, our research indicates that order incidence for wings rose considerably last year in that market."
Added the Chicken Council's Super, "With the Patriots in the game, we're hopeful this trend will continue and we'll see 'inflated' wing consumption this year in New England."
Super Bowl Fans Choose Sides
The data shows that more than four in five U.S. adults (81 percent) eat chicken wings, holding steady from last year.
More than half (56 percent) of U.S. adults who eat chicken wings say they typically like to eat their wings with ranch dressing, according to a new National Chicken Council poll conducted online in January 2015 by Harris Poll*. Ranch is once again the #1 side or sauce typically eaten with wings, up from 51 percent last year but shy of the record of 57 percent two years ago. Only about one-third (36 percent) like to eat their wings with blue cheese dressing. This is up from 32 percent last year. Barbecue sauce even topped blue cheese, coming in at 42 percent.
The survey asked which dipping sauces or snacks chicken wing eaters typically like to eat with their wings. They could choose more than one option.
Northeastern wing eaters are significantly more likely to prefer blue cheese dressing (49 percent) than those in the Midwest (36 percent), South (30 percent) and West (30 percent), while those regions are more likely to prefer ranch dressing.
"I was shocked to see Blue Cheese go down by this margin, again," noted Super. "Although, I'm from the Northeast – for me, putting Ranch on wings is like putting ketchup on a hot dog."
After ranch dressing at the top: 42 percent of wing lovers choose barbecue sauce as a typical snack or dipping sauce; 36 percent said blue cheese; 36 percent hot sauce; 35 percent celery; and 20 percent choose carrots. Ten percent of wing lovers describe themselves as purists who eat nothing with their wings.
Bone-in or Boneless?
With the growing popularity of "boneless wings," NCC asked wing eaters if they prefer to eat traditional, bone-in wings or boneless wings. According to the survey, 54 percent of wing eaters prefer traditional, bone-in wings while 46 percent chose their boneless cousin. Boneless wings are typically white, boneless chicken breasts cut into strips, breaded or floured and tossed with Buffalo sauce.
The Drumette, Flat or Whole Wing?
The vast majority of wings, especially those destined for restaurants, are disjointed, with the third joint (the thin part known as the wing tip or flapper) being exported to Asian countries and the meatier first and second joints being sold domestically. The wing is usually split into two parts – or segments – known as the "drumette" and the "flat" and sold to restaurants or retail grocery outlets. (For a picture of the wing parts, click here.)
According the survey, of those who eat chicken wings, 46 percent prefer the drumette, 25 percent the flat and 10 percent prefer their wings whole. Nineteen percent say they don't have a preference, they like them all.
For more information on wings, including their history, relationship with football, recipes and more, visit the National Chicken Council website for the full 2015 Wing Report.
*Survey Methodology
This survey was conducted online within the United States by Harris Poll on behalf of National Chicken Council from January 13-15, 2015 among 2,019 adults ages 18 and older (of whom 1,595 eat chicken wings). This online survey is not based on a probability sample and therefore no estimate of theoretical sampling error can be calculated. For complete survey methodology, including weighting variables, please contact Tom Super at tsuper@chickenusa.org
The National Chicken Council, a non-profit trade association located in Washington, D.C., represents vertically integrated chicken producer-processors, the companies that produce and process chickens. Member companies of NCC account for more than 95 percent of the chicken sold in the United States.
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SOURCE National Chicken Council
According to the National Chicken Council's 2015 Wing Report released today, 1.25 billion wings will be eaten during Super Bowl XLIX, as fans watch the Seattle Seahawks and New England Patriots battle for the Lombardi Trophy, matching the record tied last year when the Seahawks defeated the Denver Broncos.
To put that into perspective, if 1.25 billion wing segments were laid end to end, they would stretch back and forth from CenturyLink Field in Seattle to Gillette Stadium in Foxborough, Massachusetts… almost 28 times. With the Super Bowl being played in Arizona, 1.25 billion wings would circle the Grand Canyon 120 times. That is enough wings to put 572 wings on every seat in all 32 NFL stadiums, according to the Council.
In terms of weight, 1.25 billion wings would weigh 5,955 times more than the weights of the Seahawks and Patriots entire 52-man rosters combined.
"Although the total amount of pounds of chicken produced last year rose by about 1.8 percent, the total number of chickens processed was virtually the same in 2014 as is was in 2013," noted National Chicken Council Vice President of Communications Tom Super. "A chicken only has two wings; therefore, the supply of wings is limited by the total number of chickens produced."
The average price (wholesale, not retail) of whole wings is currently $1.71/lb, up from $1.35/lb at the same time last year, according to the Daily Northeast Broiler/Fryer Report by the U.S. Department of Agriculture's Agriculture Marketing Service. This is down significantly from when wing prices hit a record high of $2.11/lb in January, 2013.
Wing prices traditionally go up in the fourth quarter of the year as restaurants and supermarkets stock up for the Super Bowl, and prices usually peak in January during the run-up to the big game.
Wing Eating among NFC-AFC Championship Cities
While Seattle is known for many things, including its coffee, fish tossing and Fortune 500 companies, chicken wings aren't one of them.
Residents of Seattle tend to punt on chicken wings, as they are 17 percent less likely to eat chicken wings in general than the average resident of the top 42 U.S. markets, according to The NPD Group's Local Market CREST Restaurant database; two years ending September 2014. While faring a bit better, but still below average, Patriots fans in Boston are 8 percent less likely to consume wings from a restaurant than the average resident.
But the Seahawks-Patriots matchup was the best possible scenario out of the four remaining NFL playoff teams/cities for wing eating. Here' a look at how the four stack up:
Boston: 8 percent less likely to eat chicken wings in general than the average resident
Seattle: 17 percent less likely to eat wings
Indianapolis: 32 percent less likely to eat wings
Green Bay: 39 percent less likely to eat wings
"The good news is, fans will try more wings if their team gets in the Super Bowl," noted Harry Balzer, The NPD Group's chief industry analyst and vice president. "We know wing consumption increases more than other foods during the Super Bowl. It did in Seattle last year after they won. While the citizens of Seattle still eat wings less often than the average eater, our research indicates that order incidence for wings rose considerably last year in that market."
Added the Chicken Council's Super, "With the Patriots in the game, we're hopeful this trend will continue and we'll see 'inflated' wing consumption this year in New England."
Super Bowl Fans Choose Sides
The data shows that more than four in five U.S. adults (81 percent) eat chicken wings, holding steady from last year.
More than half (56 percent) of U.S. adults who eat chicken wings say they typically like to eat their wings with ranch dressing, according to a new National Chicken Council poll conducted online in January 2015 by Harris Poll*. Ranch is once again the #1 side or sauce typically eaten with wings, up from 51 percent last year but shy of the record of 57 percent two years ago. Only about one-third (36 percent) like to eat their wings with blue cheese dressing. This is up from 32 percent last year. Barbecue sauce even topped blue cheese, coming in at 42 percent.
The survey asked which dipping sauces or snacks chicken wing eaters typically like to eat with their wings. They could choose more than one option.
Northeastern wing eaters are significantly more likely to prefer blue cheese dressing (49 percent) than those in the Midwest (36 percent), South (30 percent) and West (30 percent), while those regions are more likely to prefer ranch dressing.
"I was shocked to see Blue Cheese go down by this margin, again," noted Super. "Although, I'm from the Northeast – for me, putting Ranch on wings is like putting ketchup on a hot dog."
After ranch dressing at the top: 42 percent of wing lovers choose barbecue sauce as a typical snack or dipping sauce; 36 percent said blue cheese; 36 percent hot sauce; 35 percent celery; and 20 percent choose carrots. Ten percent of wing lovers describe themselves as purists who eat nothing with their wings.
Bone-in or Boneless?
With the growing popularity of "boneless wings," NCC asked wing eaters if they prefer to eat traditional, bone-in wings or boneless wings. According to the survey, 54 percent of wing eaters prefer traditional, bone-in wings while 46 percent chose their boneless cousin. Boneless wings are typically white, boneless chicken breasts cut into strips, breaded or floured and tossed with Buffalo sauce.
The Drumette, Flat or Whole Wing?
The vast majority of wings, especially those destined for restaurants, are disjointed, with the third joint (the thin part known as the wing tip or flapper) being exported to Asian countries and the meatier first and second joints being sold domestically. The wing is usually split into two parts – or segments – known as the "drumette" and the "flat" and sold to restaurants or retail grocery outlets. (For a picture of the wing parts, click here.)
According the survey, of those who eat chicken wings, 46 percent prefer the drumette, 25 percent the flat and 10 percent prefer their wings whole. Nineteen percent say they don't have a preference, they like them all.
For more information on wings, including their history, relationship with football, recipes and more, visit the National Chicken Council website for the full 2015 Wing Report.
*Survey Methodology
This survey was conducted online within the United States by Harris Poll on behalf of National Chicken Council from January 13-15, 2015 among 2,019 adults ages 18 and older (of whom 1,595 eat chicken wings). This online survey is not based on a probability sample and therefore no estimate of theoretical sampling error can be calculated. For complete survey methodology, including weighting variables, please contact Tom Super at tsuper@chickenusa.org
The National Chicken Council, a non-profit trade association located in Washington, D.C., represents vertically integrated chicken producer-processors, the companies that produce and process chickens. Member companies of NCC account for more than 95 percent of the chicken sold in the United States.
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SOURCE National Chicken Council
And finally, this is the site of the ACTUAL REPORT:
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Monday, January 19, 2015
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Forty Years! The End of Carroll Healthcare and CHG.
This new year marks the end of the company I started with my dad over 40 years ago.
Canned
Back in 1975 (or a year or so before then) my father, John (Jake) Edward Carroll and I suddenly shared the same title... unemployed. He had been the regional manager of the local Toledo Scales sales and service office here in London Ontario. I had been working for my dad's brother Thomas (Tom) James Carroll at his veterinary pharmaceutical company named Armitage Carroll. At the same time as Toledo Scales closed down the sales part of the division, my uncle wanted me to move to Winnipeg to open and head up a depot out west. Since my wife Wendy had a good job as a public school teacher at the time, and because I did not want to move to Winnipeg, my sales job in London was terminated. In fact they had already hired a new rep.
My dad gets into beds
My dad had been working with a friend, Reg Kennedy here in London selling used hospital beds to nursing homes from a warehouse in Kitchener owned by a man I only remember as Harry Brown. The Ontario Nursing Home Act had recently been enacted (1972) and there was a feverish scramble by many tourist homes, flop houses and retirement homes to get beds that met the conditions of this new cash cow and become nursing homes. Nursing homes would be funded by the OHIP, Ontario Healthcare Insurance Program. Among the many new requirements was that they have beds that could "sit up" and have safety side rails available for every resident for which they were collecting the government subsidy.
I start a junk business
I began contacting hospitals seeking used equipment which I might sell to the veterinarians I used to call on in Ontario. I would buy obsolete hospital equipment like operating room lights, baby incubators and anything and everything else I might be able to re-sell. I would bring the treasures back to my double car garage and sort the sale-able from the junk. An obsolete operating room light might be had for $50, sells to a vet for $500 and was originally worth $5000. Everybody was happy and we had good profits.
Beds and junk made good money
It wasn't long before I came across a hospital that was replacing its beds and was able to purchase the old ones for the scrap metal price. Beds were of course no use to veterinarians but my dad could maybe sell some to the nursing homes. There proved to be a hungry market for old beds and we scurried to rent warehouse space to accommodate our ever-growing inventory. At that time warehouse space could be had for less than a dollar a square foot per year. Old beds had little value to hospitals and could be bought for $5 each and sold to nursing home for at least $100 each. A good ratio indeed. At the peak of used bed sales we had an arrangement with Hill Rom (largest bed maker in the world) to buy the old beds and they would even deliver them to our warehouses in London. We traveled into Michigan and Ohio searching out more stuff to sell. Since we never knew what we were going to buy, I used to carry a typewriter to fill out the customs forms at the border.
My dad and I incorporated in 1975
The business grew and we moved from an old warehouse on Richmond Street (formerly Hobbs Hardware and after that the long-gone W.E. Saunders Pharmaceuticals) to McCormick Blvd, then to a former mushroom plant on Adelaide St South in 1980 before moving to our own 10,000 sq. ft. building (which I built as the general contractor) at 110 Towerline Place in 1985. Coincidentally our new plant was located right next door to my uncle's pharmaceutical business, the company I left over ten years before. By then we had graduated from the junk business to manufacturing our own line of hospital style beds and patient room furniture aimed at the long term care industry. Wendy had left the teaching profession and helped me run the company around the time my dad died in 1988.
Carroll Healthcare Sale #1
In 1996 two London businessmen Don Roussy and Archie Leach competed with the Quebec Teacher's Union in a bid to purchase my company. The company was sold to Don and Archie and I stayed on for one year after the sale. These men carried the company internationally, growing it in a way that Wendy and I likely could not have done. It continued to grow and flourish.
Carroll Healthcare Sale #2
In 2003 Don and Archie sold the long term care part of the company to Invacare of Elyria Ohio and retained rights to the hospital division which they subsequently named Carroll Hospital Group (CHG). Last spring/summer, as I posted last year, Invacare shut down the long term care division firing 70 staff and moved it to Mexico. That was the end of the first half of the company.
Carroll Hospital Group Sale #3
Don and Archie formed Carroll Healthcare Group shortly after the sale of Carroll Healthcare. They concentrated on Low Height Hospital Beds, a niche market that would propel the company to great heights and result in the recent sale to Stryker
Go to GHG's web site to see more about them. http://www.chgbeds.com/
Go to CHG's Facebook page to see a chronology https://www.facebook.com/chgbedshttps://www.facebook.com/chgbeds
Stryker Acquires the Assets of CHG Hospital Beds, Inc.
The End
Sale #3 marks the end of a 40 year, biter sweet success story. I say bitter sweet because everyone, except of course the employees, did well. My dad and mom would be proud that it lasted as long as it did. Back in 1996 when Don and Archie were about to buy me out they prophecized that they were going to make me famous. I told them, "That's nice because I'm going to make you rich!"
Well, I'm not famous but they are both very rich so at least my prophesy was correct.
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Canned
Back in 1975 (or a year or so before then) my father, John (Jake) Edward Carroll and I suddenly shared the same title... unemployed. He had been the regional manager of the local Toledo Scales sales and service office here in London Ontario. I had been working for my dad's brother Thomas (Tom) James Carroll at his veterinary pharmaceutical company named Armitage Carroll. At the same time as Toledo Scales closed down the sales part of the division, my uncle wanted me to move to Winnipeg to open and head up a depot out west. Since my wife Wendy had a good job as a public school teacher at the time, and because I did not want to move to Winnipeg, my sales job in London was terminated. In fact they had already hired a new rep.
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| Old, recycled bed. |
My dad had been working with a friend, Reg Kennedy here in London selling used hospital beds to nursing homes from a warehouse in Kitchener owned by a man I only remember as Harry Brown. The Ontario Nursing Home Act had recently been enacted (1972) and there was a feverish scramble by many tourist homes, flop houses and retirement homes to get beds that met the conditions of this new cash cow and become nursing homes. Nursing homes would be funded by the OHIP, Ontario Healthcare Insurance Program. Among the many new requirements was that they have beds that could "sit up" and have safety side rails available for every resident for which they were collecting the government subsidy.
I start a junk business
I began contacting hospitals seeking used equipment which I might sell to the veterinarians I used to call on in Ontario. I would buy obsolete hospital equipment like operating room lights, baby incubators and anything and everything else I might be able to re-sell. I would bring the treasures back to my double car garage and sort the sale-able from the junk. An obsolete operating room light might be had for $50, sells to a vet for $500 and was originally worth $5000. Everybody was happy and we had good profits.
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| Old hospital beds. |
It wasn't long before I came across a hospital that was replacing its beds and was able to purchase the old ones for the scrap metal price. Beds were of course no use to veterinarians but my dad could maybe sell some to the nursing homes. There proved to be a hungry market for old beds and we scurried to rent warehouse space to accommodate our ever-growing inventory. At that time warehouse space could be had for less than a dollar a square foot per year. Old beds had little value to hospitals and could be bought for $5 each and sold to nursing home for at least $100 each. A good ratio indeed. At the peak of used bed sales we had an arrangement with Hill Rom (largest bed maker in the world) to buy the old beds and they would even deliver them to our warehouses in London. We traveled into Michigan and Ohio searching out more stuff to sell. Since we never knew what we were going to buy, I used to carry a typewriter to fill out the customs forms at the border.
My dad and I incorporated in 1975
The business grew and we moved from an old warehouse on Richmond Street (formerly Hobbs Hardware and after that the long-gone W.E. Saunders Pharmaceuticals) to McCormick Blvd, then to a former mushroom plant on Adelaide St South in 1980 before moving to our own 10,000 sq. ft. building (which I built as the general contractor) at 110 Towerline Place in 1985. Coincidentally our new plant was located right next door to my uncle's pharmaceutical business, the company I left over ten years before. By then we had graduated from the junk business to manufacturing our own line of hospital style beds and patient room furniture aimed at the long term care industry. Wendy had left the teaching profession and helped me run the company around the time my dad died in 1988.
Carroll Healthcare Sale #1
In 1996 two London businessmen Don Roussy and Archie Leach competed with the Quebec Teacher's Union in a bid to purchase my company. The company was sold to Don and Archie and I stayed on for one year after the sale. These men carried the company internationally, growing it in a way that Wendy and I likely could not have done. It continued to grow and flourish.
Carroll Healthcare Sale #2
In 2003 Don and Archie sold the long term care part of the company to Invacare of Elyria Ohio and retained rights to the hospital division which they subsequently named Carroll Hospital Group (CHG). Last spring/summer, as I posted last year, Invacare shut down the long term care division firing 70 staff and moved it to Mexico. That was the end of the first half of the company.
Invacare Corporation Acquires Carroll Healthcare, Inc.
Aug. 12, 2003--Invacare Corporation (NYSE:IVC) announced today that the company has acquired Carroll Healthcare, Inc., a leading manufacturer of beds and furniture for the long-term care market. Terms of the cash purchase are not being disclosed.
Carroll Healthcare is located in London, Ontario, Canada and will be operated as a part of Invacare's Continuing Care Group ("ICCG"). Carroll will retain its own manufacturing and administration as well as its current sales channel and will continue its mission of providing high quality beds and furniture for the long-term care industry.
“The addition of Carroll will help Invacare continue toward its goal of reaching $2 billion in sales in 2006, both through internal growth as well as through acquisitions which will strengthen Invacare's market leadership in both homecare and long term care.”
"With the combination of Carroll and ICCG, we are very pleased to become the market leader in furniture and medical equipment to the long-term care industry in North America," said A. Malachi Mixon, III, chairman and chief executive officer. "The addition of Carroll will help Invacare continue toward its goal of reaching $2 billion in sales in 2006, both through internal growth as well as through acquisitions which will strengthen Invacare's market leadership in both homecare and long term care."
The acquisition of Carroll Healthcare is expected to be immediately accretive to earnings.
Also commenting on the acquisition, Charley Wallace, vice president and general manager of ICCG, said, "We are extremely pleased to add Carroll's industry leading product offerings in beds and furniture to ICCG's broad offering of products. Carroll's products give Invacare market leadership with brand recognition."
Invacare Corporation (NYSE:IVC), headquartered in Elyria, Ohio, is the global leader in the manufacture and distribution of innovative home and long-term care medical products that promote recovery and active lifestyles. The company has 5,300 associates and markets its products in 80 countries around the world. For more information about the company and its products, visit Invacare's website at www.invacare.com.
Carroll Healthcare is located in London, Ontario, Canada and will be operated as a part of Invacare's Continuing Care Group ("ICCG"). Carroll will retain its own manufacturing and administration as well as its current sales channel and will continue its mission of providing high quality beds and furniture for the long-term care industry.
“The addition of Carroll will help Invacare continue toward its goal of reaching $2 billion in sales in 2006, both through internal growth as well as through acquisitions which will strengthen Invacare's market leadership in both homecare and long term care.”
"With the combination of Carroll and ICCG, we are very pleased to become the market leader in furniture and medical equipment to the long-term care industry in North America," said A. Malachi Mixon, III, chairman and chief executive officer. "The addition of Carroll will help Invacare continue toward its goal of reaching $2 billion in sales in 2006, both through internal growth as well as through acquisitions which will strengthen Invacare's market leadership in both homecare and long term care."
The acquisition of Carroll Healthcare is expected to be immediately accretive to earnings.
Also commenting on the acquisition, Charley Wallace, vice president and general manager of ICCG, said, "We are extremely pleased to add Carroll's industry leading product offerings in beds and furniture to ICCG's broad offering of products. Carroll's products give Invacare market leadership with brand recognition."
Invacare Corporation (NYSE:IVC), headquartered in Elyria, Ohio, is the global leader in the manufacture and distribution of innovative home and long-term care medical products that promote recovery and active lifestyles. The company has 5,300 associates and markets its products in 80 countries around the world. For more information about the company and its products, visit Invacare's website at www.invacare.com.
Carroll Hospital Group Sale #3
Don and Archie formed Carroll Healthcare Group shortly after the sale of Carroll Healthcare. They concentrated on Low Height Hospital Beds, a niche market that would propel the company to great heights and result in the recent sale to Stryker
Go to GHG's web site to see more about them. http://www.chgbeds.com/
Go to CHG's Facebook page to see a chronology https://www.facebook.com/chgbedshttps://www.facebook.com/chgbeds
Stryker Acquires the Assets of CHG Hospital Beds, Inc.
Kalamazoo, Michigan - January 5, 2015 - Stryker Corporation (SYK) announced today the asset acquisition of privately-held CHG Hospital Beds, Inc. ("CHG") in an all cash transaction. CHG, headquartered in London, Ontario, Canada, sells innovative hospital beds that serve markets across Canada, the United States and the United Kingdom.
Founded in 2003, CHG designs, manufactures and markets a series of low-height hospital beds and related accessories. CHG`s beds allow a patient`s feet to sit flat on the floor while he/she is sitting at the edge of the bed. The low-height design helps reduce the risk of patient falls that are related to entering and exiting hospital beds. Among CHG`s innovative offerings is the recently launched Spirit One bed which is an expandable low-height bariatric bed for the acute care segment.
"The acquisition of CHG aligns with Stryker`s commitment to offering products that enhance the quality of care for both patients and healthcare professionals; in this case, aiding in the prevention of patient related injuries resulting from a fall from a hospital bed," said Timothy J. Scannell, Group President, MedSurg and Neurotechnology. "This acquisition will bolster Stryker Medical`s bed offerings and allow us to offer additional solutions to our customers."
The transaction is expected to be neutral to Stryker`s 2015 earnings per share excluding acquisition, integration-related and intangible amortization charges and accretive thereafter.
About Stryker
Stryker is one of the world`s leading medical technology companies and together with our customers, we are driven to make healthcare better. The Company offers a diverse array of innovative medical technologies, including reconstructive, medical and surgical, and neurotechnology and spine products to help people lead more active and more satisfying lives. Stryker products and services are available in over 100 countries around the world. Please contact us for more information at www.stryker.com.
Founded in 2003, CHG designs, manufactures and markets a series of low-height hospital beds and related accessories. CHG`s beds allow a patient`s feet to sit flat on the floor while he/she is sitting at the edge of the bed. The low-height design helps reduce the risk of patient falls that are related to entering and exiting hospital beds. Among CHG`s innovative offerings is the recently launched Spirit One bed which is an expandable low-height bariatric bed for the acute care segment.
"The acquisition of CHG aligns with Stryker`s commitment to offering products that enhance the quality of care for both patients and healthcare professionals; in this case, aiding in the prevention of patient related injuries resulting from a fall from a hospital bed," said Timothy J. Scannell, Group President, MedSurg and Neurotechnology. "This acquisition will bolster Stryker Medical`s bed offerings and allow us to offer additional solutions to our customers."
The transaction is expected to be neutral to Stryker`s 2015 earnings per share excluding acquisition, integration-related and intangible amortization charges and accretive thereafter.
About Stryker
Stryker is one of the world`s leading medical technology companies and together with our customers, we are driven to make healthcare better. The Company offers a diverse array of innovative medical technologies, including reconstructive, medical and surgical, and neurotechnology and spine products to help people lead more active and more satisfying lives. Stryker products and services are available in over 100 countries around the world. Please contact us for more information at www.stryker.com.
The End
Sale #3 marks the end of a 40 year, biter sweet success story. I say bitter sweet because everyone, except of course the employees, did well. My dad and mom would be proud that it lasted as long as it did. Back in 1996 when Don and Archie were about to buy me out they prophecized that they were going to make me famous. I told them, "That's nice because I'm going to make you rich!"
Well, I'm not famous but they are both very rich so at least my prophesy was correct.
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Friday, January 16, 2015
YOU NEED TO READ THIS: A Very Shocking Article by CBC News.
I would not have believed this could be going on in USA. We are truly losing all the rights and freedoms our forefathers fought for and held dear. Government, military and police are gaining too much power and we are all paying by forfeiting our freedom.

On its official website, the Canadian government informs its citizens that “there is no limit to the amount of money that you may legally take into or out of the United States.” Nonetheless, it adds, banking in the U.S. can be difficult for non-residents, so Canadians shouldn’t carry large amounts of cash.
That last bit is excellent advice, but for an entirely different reason than the one Ottawa cites.
There’s a shakedown going on in the U.S., and the perpetrators are in uniform.
Across America, law enforcement officers — from federal agents to state troopers right down to sheriffs in one-street backwaters — are operating a vast, co-ordinated scheme to grab as much of the public’s cash as they can; “hand over fist,” to use the words of one police trainer.
Roadside seizure
It usually starts on the road somewhere. An officer pulls you over for some minor infraction — changing lanes without proper signalling, following the car ahead too closely, straddling lanes. The offence is irrelevant.
Then the police officer wants to chat, asking questions about where you’re going, or where you came from, and why. He’ll peer into your car, then perhaps ask permission to search it, citing the need for vigilance against terrorist weaponry or drugs.
What he’s really looking for, though, is money.
'Authorities claim it’s legal, but some prosecutors and judges have called it what it is: abuse. In any case, it’s a nasty American reality.'
And if you were foolish (or intimidated) enough to have consented to the search, and you’re carrying any significant amount of cash, you are now likely to lose it.
The officer will probably produce a waiver, saying that if you just sign over the money then the whole matter will just disappear, and you’ll be able to go on your way.
Refuse to sign it, and he may take the cash anyway, proclaiming it the probable proceeds of drugs or some other crime.
Either way, you almost certainly won’t be charged with anything; the objective is to take your money, not burden the system.
You’ll have the right to seek its return in court, but of course that will mean big lawyer’s fees, and legally documenting exactly where the money came from. You will need to prove you are not a drug dealer or a terrorist.
It might take a year or two. And several trips back to the jurisdiction where you were pulled over. Sorry.
In places like Tijuana, police don’t make any pretense about this sort of thing. Here in the U.S., though, it’s dressed up in terms like “interdiction and forfeiture,” or “the equitable sharing program.”
Authorities claim it’s legal, but some prosecutors and judges have called it what it is: abuse.
In any case, it’s a nasty American reality.
Powers and justifications
Seizing suspected drug money has been legal here for decades, but after 9/11 police acquired a whole new set of powers and justifications. And they set about using them for profit.
'The Washington Post this week reported that in the past 13 years, there have been 61,998 cash seizures on roadways and elsewhere without use of search warrants. The total haul: $2.5 billion.'
The Washington Post this week reported that in the past 13 years, there have been 61,998 cash seizures on roadways and elsewhere without use of search warrants.
The total haul: $2.5 billion, divided pretty much equally between the U.S. government and state and local authorities (hence the Kafkaesque “equitable sharing” euphemism).
Half of the seizures, according to the Post, were below $8,800. Only a sixth of those who had money taken from them pursued its return.
Some, no doubt, were indeed drug dealers or money launderers and just walked away from the money. Others just couldn’t spare the expense and time of going to court.
Of those who did, though, nearly half got their money back, a statistic that fairly screams about the legitimacy of the seizures.
So does another fact: In many cases, authorities offer half the money back – money they’d claimed was proceeds of crime. And when they do issue a cheque, they almost always insist their victim sign a legal release promising never to sue.
It would also appear police like to target minorities, who tend to be cooperative and less likely to hire a lawyer.
Civil rights advocates have documented all sorts of outright legal theft:
News outlets here have reported many such abuses over the years. But the Washington Post’s latest investigation exposes money-grabbing as big business.
It involves a nationwide network of enforcement agencies (except in the few states that have banned it) that operates with the help of a vast private intelligence service called “Black Asphalt” (police forces pay an enrollment fee of $19.95). The network uses consultants and trainers who either charge fees or operate on contingency, keeping a percentage of cash seized by their police pupils.
Police forces use the money to finance their departmental budgets, sometimes spending it on luxury vehicles, first-class tickets to conferences, and lavish quarters. They regard the money as rightfully theirs. One prosecutor used seized cash to defend herself against a lawsuit brought by people whose cash she seized.
It’s just human nature, really.
Give police the legal ability to take someone’s money, and to claim it’s in the national interest, and then tell them they can keep a nice chunk of it, and what other result could there be?
Travel advice
So, for any law-abiding Canadian thinking about an American road trip, here’s some non-official advice:
Avoid long chats if you’re pulled over. Answer questions politely and concisely, then persistently ask if you are free to go.
Don’t leave litter on the vehicle floor, especially energy drink cans.
Don’t use air or breath fresheners; they could be interpreted as an attempt to mask the smell of drugs.
Don’t be too talkative. Don’t be too quiet. Try not to wear expensive designer clothes. Don’t have tinted windows.
And for heaven’s sake, don’t consent to a search if you are carrying a big roll of legitimate cash.
As the Canadian government notes, there is no law against carrying it here or any legal limit on how much you can carry. But if you’re on an American roadway with a full wallet, in the eyes of thousands of cash-hungry cops you’re a rolling ATM.
About The Author
Neil Macdonald
Senior CBC Washington Correspondent
Neil Macdonald is the senior Washington correspondent for CBC News, which he joined in 1988 following 12 years in newspapers. Before taking up this post in 2003, Macdonald reported from the Middle East for five years.
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American shakedown: Police won't charge you, but they'll grab your money
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| In the U.S., a cash-grab by police and government is dressed up in terms like “interdiction and forfeiture,” or “the equitable sharing program.” (CBC) |
U.S. police are operating a co-ordinated scheme to seize as much of the public’s cash as they can
By Neil Macdonald, CBC News
Posted: Sep 11, 2014 5:00 AM ET
Last Updated: Sep 11, 2014
On its official website, the Canadian government informs its citizens that “there is no limit to the amount of money that you may legally take into or out of the United States.” Nonetheless, it adds, banking in the U.S. can be difficult for non-residents, so Canadians shouldn’t carry large amounts of cash.
That last bit is excellent advice, but for an entirely different reason than the one Ottawa cites.
There’s a shakedown going on in the U.S., and the perpetrators are in uniform.
Across America, law enforcement officers — from federal agents to state troopers right down to sheriffs in one-street backwaters — are operating a vast, co-ordinated scheme to grab as much of the public’s cash as they can; “hand over fist,” to use the words of one police trainer.
Roadside seizure
It usually starts on the road somewhere. An officer pulls you over for some minor infraction — changing lanes without proper signalling, following the car ahead too closely, straddling lanes. The offence is irrelevant.
Then the police officer wants to chat, asking questions about where you’re going, or where you came from, and why. He’ll peer into your car, then perhaps ask permission to search it, citing the need for vigilance against terrorist weaponry or drugs.
What he’s really looking for, though, is money.
'Authorities claim it’s legal, but some prosecutors and judges have called it what it is: abuse. In any case, it’s a nasty American reality.'
And if you were foolish (or intimidated) enough to have consented to the search, and you’re carrying any significant amount of cash, you are now likely to lose it.
The officer will probably produce a waiver, saying that if you just sign over the money then the whole matter will just disappear, and you’ll be able to go on your way.
Refuse to sign it, and he may take the cash anyway, proclaiming it the probable proceeds of drugs or some other crime.
Either way, you almost certainly won’t be charged with anything; the objective is to take your money, not burden the system.
You’ll have the right to seek its return in court, but of course that will mean big lawyer’s fees, and legally documenting exactly where the money came from. You will need to prove you are not a drug dealer or a terrorist.
It might take a year or two. And several trips back to the jurisdiction where you were pulled over. Sorry.
In places like Tijuana, police don’t make any pretense about this sort of thing. Here in the U.S., though, it’s dressed up in terms like “interdiction and forfeiture,” or “the equitable sharing program.”
Authorities claim it’s legal, but some prosecutors and judges have called it what it is: abuse.
In any case, it’s a nasty American reality.
Powers and justifications
Seizing suspected drug money has been legal here for decades, but after 9/11 police acquired a whole new set of powers and justifications. And they set about using them for profit.
'The Washington Post this week reported that in the past 13 years, there have been 61,998 cash seizures on roadways and elsewhere without use of search warrants. The total haul: $2.5 billion.'
The Washington Post this week reported that in the past 13 years, there have been 61,998 cash seizures on roadways and elsewhere without use of search warrants.
The total haul: $2.5 billion, divided pretty much equally between the U.S. government and state and local authorities (hence the Kafkaesque “equitable sharing” euphemism).
Half of the seizures, according to the Post, were below $8,800. Only a sixth of those who had money taken from them pursued its return.
Some, no doubt, were indeed drug dealers or money launderers and just walked away from the money. Others just couldn’t spare the expense and time of going to court.
Of those who did, though, nearly half got their money back, a statistic that fairly screams about the legitimacy of the seizures.
So does another fact: In many cases, authorities offer half the money back – money they’d claimed was proceeds of crime. And when they do issue a cheque, they almost always insist their victim sign a legal release promising never to sue.
It would also appear police like to target minorities, who tend to be cooperative and less likely to hire a lawyer.
Civil rights advocates have documented all sorts of outright legal theft:
- The (minority) businessman from Georgia who was relieved of $75,000 he’d raised from relatives to buy a restaurant in Louisiana.
- The (minority) church leaders who were carrying nearly $30,000 from their Baltimore parishioners to carry out church activities in North Carolina and El Salvador.
- The young college grad with no criminal record on his way to a job interview out West who was relieved of $2,500 lent to him by his dad for the trip.
News outlets here have reported many such abuses over the years. But the Washington Post’s latest investigation exposes money-grabbing as big business.
It involves a nationwide network of enforcement agencies (except in the few states that have banned it) that operates with the help of a vast private intelligence service called “Black Asphalt” (police forces pay an enrollment fee of $19.95). The network uses consultants and trainers who either charge fees or operate on contingency, keeping a percentage of cash seized by their police pupils.
Police forces use the money to finance their departmental budgets, sometimes spending it on luxury vehicles, first-class tickets to conferences, and lavish quarters. They regard the money as rightfully theirs. One prosecutor used seized cash to defend herself against a lawsuit brought by people whose cash she seized.
It’s just human nature, really.
Give police the legal ability to take someone’s money, and to claim it’s in the national interest, and then tell them they can keep a nice chunk of it, and what other result could there be?
Travel advice
So, for any law-abiding Canadian thinking about an American road trip, here’s some non-official advice:
Avoid long chats if you’re pulled over. Answer questions politely and concisely, then persistently ask if you are free to go.
Don’t leave litter on the vehicle floor, especially energy drink cans.
Don’t use air or breath fresheners; they could be interpreted as an attempt to mask the smell of drugs.
Don’t be too talkative. Don’t be too quiet. Try not to wear expensive designer clothes. Don’t have tinted windows.
And for heaven’s sake, don’t consent to a search if you are carrying a big roll of legitimate cash.
As the Canadian government notes, there is no law against carrying it here or any legal limit on how much you can carry. But if you’re on an American roadway with a full wallet, in the eyes of thousands of cash-hungry cops you’re a rolling ATM.
About The Author
Neil Macdonald
Senior CBC Washington Correspondent
Neil Macdonald is the senior Washington correspondent for CBC News, which he joined in 1988 following 12 years in newspapers. Before taking up this post in 2003, Macdonald reported from the Middle East for five years.
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Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Some Of Us Will Remember...
Who would have thought we'd be hearing these 40 to 50 years later?
0:00 - Dominion Stores
00:56 - Diet Pepsi
1:23 - Resdan Shampoo
1:50 - Swiss Chalet
2:07 - Rothmans Cigarettes
2:53 - Ontario
3:53 - Toronto Dominion Bank
4:32 - Country Style Donuts
5:30 - Carling Black Label Beer
6:25 - Kentucky Fried Chicken (Ronnie and the Daytonas)
7:16 - Coca-Cola (The Guess Who)
8:45 - Household Finance
9:00 - Old Vienna Beer
9:28 - Sunoco
9:57 - Peter Styvesant
10:51 - Fresher
11:10 - Anti-drug PSA
11:37 - Mac's Milk
12:36 - Carlsberg Beer
13:00 - du Maurier Cigarettes
13:25 - Molson Export Ale
14:20 - Pepsi (Joanie Sommers)
15:17 - Sheriff Flavour Buds (Ken Nordine)
16:16 - Harvey's Restaurants
16:45 - Wildroot Formula 3 (David Clayton-Thomas and the Shays)
17:41 - Pledge
18:08 - Leon's Furniture
18:19 - Canadian Pacific Airlines
18:24 - Coca-Cola (Mel Blanc Productions)
19:18 - A&W
19:48 - Pop Shoppe
Subject: DOUG THOMPSON'S CANADIAN COMMERCIAL MONTAGE
Station: N/A
Dates: 1960s and '70s
Time: 20:05
(Description by Doug Thompson)
And the memories…keep on comin’. The commercial is the lifeblood of private radio. Some commercial jingles stay in your head for a lifetime.
It’s true. I can sing commercial jingles verbatim that I heard over 40 years ago and I’ll bet you can too (if you’re that old, that is.)
This montage, which runs ever so slightly over 20 minutes, contains 31 commercials and jingles, all of which aired in Canada during the 1960’s and 1970’s. It starts with the classic Dominion Stores jingle, possibly the second most famous melody right after the Hockey Night In Canada theme. Legendary announcer Joel Aldred was the longtime pitchman for Rothman’s cigarettes (2:07). Henry Ramer, one of Canada’s great character actors and a top voice over talent, can be heard in the Ontario commercial at 2:53.
The CHUMingbirds (Garry Ferrier, Bob McAdorey, John Spragge and Mike Darow) were all CHUM Toronto announcers (although Ferrier worked mainly in the copy department and only did fill-in air shifts. He also wrote this jingle.) Garry had a hit in 1964 with Ringo Deer and in ’65, was back on the charts as Race Marbles, Like A Dribbling Fram. The 4 CHUM staffers had a singing group on the side, performing at the CNE and at various functions in Toronto. They also did jingles occasionally and Country Style Donuts at 4:32 was one example.
There are celebrities galore in this montage. Ronnie & The Daytona’s singing for Colonel Sanders at 6:25 is followed by 90 seconds of The Guess Who ‘Shakin’ All Over’ for Coke. Then at 16:45, there’s David Clayton-Thomas and The Shays singing their hearts out for Wildroot Formula 3.
The anti-drug jingle heard at 11:10 (‘Do You Know What You’re Doing?’) became so popular that it was released as a 45rpm full length version. The singer/songwriter is Terry Bush (who, along with Doug Riley as The Butterfingers) created another commercial-to-hit record with Baby Ruth in 1965.
That’s Robert Goulet, who was raised in Edmonton, singing the du Maurier jingle at 13:00 and anyone who grew up in the 60’s will recognize Joanie Sommers voice on the Pepsi jingle. Joanie was born in Buffalo, New York before moving to Venice, California with her family at the age of 14. I’ll bet you’ve NEVER heard a Pepsi jingle like this – a 60-second commercial about Toronto. This one’s from the early 1960’s.
The singer of the Pledge jingle at 17:41 is Bill Misener, who was once a member of The Paupers and later produced Keith Hampshire’s hits, Daytime Night-Time, First Cut Is The Deepest (both 1973) and Big Time Operator (1974).
Not all great Canadian ads were created in Canada. The Sheriff Flavour Buds campaign (15:17) was created for Toronto ad agency Vickers & Benson by Chicago’s Ken Nordine, who’s most famous for his ‘Word Jazz’ LPS and radio programs. The Coke spot at 18:33 was created for Coca-Cola Canada by Mel Blanc Productions Hollywood. Blanc was the voice of Warner Bros. cartoon characters Bugs Bunny, Sylvester The Cat, Yosemite Sam, Pepe Le Pew, Speedy Gonzales, Foghorn Leghorn, Daffy Duck and many others and in the 60’s, formed an advertising production company. You can hear Mel himself singing ‘Coca-Cola, Coca-Cola’ in a deep raspy voice close to the end of this spot just before Petula Clark sings the ‘real’ Coke jingle. The male actor, by the way, is Jesse White, who was the original Maytag repair man on TV for years and worked regularly with Stan Freberg.
So, hit the play button (below) and see how many of these commercials and jingles YOU remember. If you’re too young to have heard them originally, welcome to the golden age of radio commercials.
It’s true. I can sing commercial jingles verbatim that I heard over 40 years ago and I’ll bet you can too (if you’re that old, that is.)
This montage, which runs ever so slightly over 20 minutes, contains 31 commercials and jingles, all of which aired in Canada during the 1960’s and 1970’s. It starts with the classic Dominion Stores jingle, possibly the second most famous melody right after the Hockey Night In Canada theme. Legendary announcer Joel Aldred was the longtime pitchman for Rothman’s cigarettes (2:07). Henry Ramer, one of Canada’s great character actors and a top voice over talent, can be heard in the Ontario commercial at 2:53.
The CHUMingbirds (Garry Ferrier, Bob McAdorey, John Spragge and Mike Darow) were all CHUM Toronto announcers (although Ferrier worked mainly in the copy department and only did fill-in air shifts. He also wrote this jingle.) Garry had a hit in 1964 with Ringo Deer and in ’65, was back on the charts as Race Marbles, Like A Dribbling Fram. The 4 CHUM staffers had a singing group on the side, performing at the CNE and at various functions in Toronto. They also did jingles occasionally and Country Style Donuts at 4:32 was one example.
There are celebrities galore in this montage. Ronnie & The Daytona’s singing for Colonel Sanders at 6:25 is followed by 90 seconds of The Guess Who ‘Shakin’ All Over’ for Coke. Then at 16:45, there’s David Clayton-Thomas and The Shays singing their hearts out for Wildroot Formula 3.
The anti-drug jingle heard at 11:10 (‘Do You Know What You’re Doing?’) became so popular that it was released as a 45rpm full length version. The singer/songwriter is Terry Bush (who, along with Doug Riley as The Butterfingers) created another commercial-to-hit record with Baby Ruth in 1965.
That’s Robert Goulet, who was raised in Edmonton, singing the du Maurier jingle at 13:00 and anyone who grew up in the 60’s will recognize Joanie Sommers voice on the Pepsi jingle. Joanie was born in Buffalo, New York before moving to Venice, California with her family at the age of 14. I’ll bet you’ve NEVER heard a Pepsi jingle like this – a 60-second commercial about Toronto. This one’s from the early 1960’s.
The singer of the Pledge jingle at 17:41 is Bill Misener, who was once a member of The Paupers and later produced Keith Hampshire’s hits, Daytime Night-Time, First Cut Is The Deepest (both 1973) and Big Time Operator (1974).
Not all great Canadian ads were created in Canada. The Sheriff Flavour Buds campaign (15:17) was created for Toronto ad agency Vickers & Benson by Chicago’s Ken Nordine, who’s most famous for his ‘Word Jazz’ LPS and radio programs. The Coke spot at 18:33 was created for Coca-Cola Canada by Mel Blanc Productions Hollywood. Blanc was the voice of Warner Bros. cartoon characters Bugs Bunny, Sylvester The Cat, Yosemite Sam, Pepe Le Pew, Speedy Gonzales, Foghorn Leghorn, Daffy Duck and many others and in the 60’s, formed an advertising production company. You can hear Mel himself singing ‘Coca-Cola, Coca-Cola’ in a deep raspy voice close to the end of this spot just before Petula Clark sings the ‘real’ Coke jingle. The male actor, by the way, is Jesse White, who was the original Maytag repair man on TV for years and worked regularly with Stan Freberg.
So, hit the play button (below) and see how many of these commercials and jingles YOU remember. If you’re too young to have heard them originally, welcome to the golden age of radio commercials.
Here is a link to the original page where I found the old commercials. Since I lived in Toronto all through high school and college, I remember CHUM radio very well.
http://rockradioscrapbook.ca/dougt.html
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Roller Coaster Temperature Swings.
I guess the furnace at the condo is keeping ahead of the extreme cold. Today is the test if there is no call from my "Freeze Alert" that is supposed to call me if the temperature inside our condo drops below 45 F degrees.
Minus 22 Centigrade or 8 below zero Fahrenheit is cold either way you look at it. The local radio station cautioned about letting pets outside and I feel sorry for the homeless. Just as amazing to me as this extreme and sudden cold, is the swing to "warm" weather predicted later this week.
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Monday, January 12, 2015
Thursday, January 8, 2015
Bad Timing For A Drive In The Country.
At around 4:30 pm yesterday, as I sat admiring the power and beauty of Mother Nature from the comfort of my cozy living room, I received a call from our condo in Point
Edward. I have an alarm device connected to the telephone that will send
a pre-recorded announcement if the temperature in the unit falls below
45F. Of all times for this to happen! The 402 highway between London and
Sarnia was closed due to accidents caused by the blizzard resulting
from the streamers off the lake. (see previous post) Our friends and neighbours at the condo
complex who have keys are away in the sunny south and I figured if
there was a serious reason for the temperature drop, I couldn't ask just
any neighbour to investigate as they probably wouldn't know what to do
anyway.
The only thing I could think of was that I would have to try to get through the blizzard myself. Right at 'rush hour' in darkness around 5 pm Wendy and I set out in the Rendezvous. The city was a mess and it took us over an hour just to cross town and get to the old Highway 22 which was being used as an east-west detour alternative for the big 4-lane 402 Freeway. Fortunately, by taking back streets and shortcuts through subdivisions we were able to get through the city and avoid the rush hour gridlock at most of the intersections of the major arteries. The snow was quite deep in some of these unplowed areas but thankfully our old Buick has all-wheel drive and it handily marched through the 1 or 2 foot drifting snow. Luckily I still had over a half a tank of fuel, as gasoline would be the last thing I would want to be lining up for right now.
We joined a slow procession of cars leaving the city on Hwy 22 with a 5 ton delivery truck covering our rear. Relying on the flashing tail lights of the car ahead, with nearly zero visibility at times, we plodded on through the darkness at about 25 mph. Since this was a storm bypass road, the oncoming parade of vehicles was continuous. All the traffic from the major freeway was rerouted and concentrated on this little two-lane roadway. I could only try not to think what would happen if one of the hundreds of oncoming cars or trucks slipped and skidded into my path. This was definitely not comfortable like my living room and NOT the place in which I wanted to be. My neck was stiff and sore from the tension and concentration. We passed several vehicles that had slid off the road and we hoped no one was in any of them since there was no where to pull off and no way anyone could stop to assist. Hopefully a police car might be patrolling this stretch and be able to call for help but our determined and purposeful procession continued.
The blinding snow and icy roads suddenly cleared a few miles past Strathroy, about half way or 30 miles west of London. We had managed to drive out of the snow streamer and the rest of the drive was clear sailing but the usually hour or so drive (60 miles) from London to Sarnia had turned into at least 2 1/2 hours putting us at the condo at about 7:30 pm. The good news is, the inside temperature, although below 45F was not below the freezing point yet. When I left the condo last time I made sure the electric baseboard heaters were set to their lowest position or about 55F. The mistake I made was turning the main electric furnace to OFF. I should have left it also at its lowest setting. It makes sense that the baseboard heaters alone are not capable of holding their own when the temperature outside plummets to nearly 0F as we were experiencing then.
There was no food at the condo except a part bag of potato chips and some chocolate bars, but we made do. The small furnace was now working hard but the frigid furniture, fixtures, floor-covering and walls were all so cold, it was taking forever to warm up. I took a hot shower since the water heater warmed up pretty quickly but Wendy said there was no way she was going to take any clothes off in this cold. We watched TV, shivering in the bed and spent a restless and chilly night. Wendy kept her winter coat on in bed and by morning the condo was just warming enough to feel habitable again as we departed for London. This time I hope I have the furnace settings right.
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We joined a slow procession of cars leaving the city on Hwy 22 with a 5 ton delivery truck covering our rear. Relying on the flashing tail lights of the car ahead, with nearly zero visibility at times, we plodded on through the darkness at about 25 mph. Since this was a storm bypass road, the oncoming parade of vehicles was continuous. All the traffic from the major freeway was rerouted and concentrated on this little two-lane roadway. I could only try not to think what would happen if one of the hundreds of oncoming cars or trucks slipped and skidded into my path. This was definitely not comfortable like my living room and NOT the place in which I wanted to be. My neck was stiff and sore from the tension and concentration. We passed several vehicles that had slid off the road and we hoped no one was in any of them since there was no where to pull off and no way anyone could stop to assist. Hopefully a police car might be patrolling this stretch and be able to call for help but our determined and purposeful procession continued.
The blinding snow and icy roads suddenly cleared a few miles past Strathroy, about half way or 30 miles west of London. We had managed to drive out of the snow streamer and the rest of the drive was clear sailing but the usually hour or so drive (60 miles) from London to Sarnia had turned into at least 2 1/2 hours putting us at the condo at about 7:30 pm. The good news is, the inside temperature, although below 45F was not below the freezing point yet. When I left the condo last time I made sure the electric baseboard heaters were set to their lowest position or about 55F. The mistake I made was turning the main electric furnace to OFF. I should have left it also at its lowest setting. It makes sense that the baseboard heaters alone are not capable of holding their own when the temperature outside plummets to nearly 0F as we were experiencing then.
There was no food at the condo except a part bag of potato chips and some chocolate bars, but we made do. The small furnace was now working hard but the frigid furniture, fixtures, floor-covering and walls were all so cold, it was taking forever to warm up. I took a hot shower since the water heater warmed up pretty quickly but Wendy said there was no way she was going to take any clothes off in this cold. We watched TV, shivering in the bed and spent a restless and chilly night. Wendy kept her winter coat on in bed and by morning the condo was just warming enough to feel habitable again as we departed for London. This time I hope I have the furnace settings right.
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
The First Snow Of 2015
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| "First Snow 2015" Click to enlarge. |
The radar map shows why we get snow here in London. This is an example of a classic streamer off Lake Huron extending from Grand Bend through London down to Port Stanley and across Lake Erie to Pennsylvania USA.
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Tuesday, January 6, 2015
STUPID: Bulldozer Bandits.
Even at a very young age it's funny how some things remain in one's memory. I don't profess to have any way of really recalling my exact age at the time with any more accuracy than the next guy, but I think I do have a slight edge over some other people in remembering and placing myself within several ranges and narrowing down the years to when certain events happened. Since our family moved relatively often, due to the fact my dad was a salesman and changed jobs often, I am able to compartmentalize segments of my life depending on the house I lived in, or the city, or the friends I made in those different locations.
We all have what I will call 'event trigger markers', just maybe you have fewer markers if you stayed in one place and lived in one house most of your younger years. But we still mark time with our surroundings, like which school, or which friends, or when you were dating, or before or after you were married, at home, at the cottage, etc. If you were like my dear wife Wendy, you lived in the same city all your life. She still has vivid memories but the time line is less defined. I think it's because her number of memory ranges are reduced and she has fewer 'event trigger markers' because she has reduced or eliminated place changes with which to frame the events.
Anyway, as I mentioned in my December post, once every month I will be recalling some stupid things that I've done in my life. Little anecdotes and snippets of memory that have stuck in my mind all these years. I realize that since these are personal, some trivial, and don't necessarily relate to you, you may not find them as interesting as I do. For that reason I will be marking them all with a badge for easy identification. Read them or skip ahead, whatever you please.
Bulldozer Bandits
Place: Byron, near London Ontario
Time range: 1952 - 1953, Age 3 or 4 (3 or 4 since I know we still lived in the first house I can remember on Byron Blvd. and hadn't yet moved to our new home Colville Blvd.)
Vehicle: Tricycle
Not far away from my home on our street, Byron Boulevard (it couldn't have been too far since I was very young and not yet very widely traveled) there was construction of some sort. At least there was some dirt piles and a bulldozer and the local neighbourhood kids would assemble there to watch the activity. It may have been summer vacation time (I was not yet attending school) since I do remember it was not cold outside and the older, local kids were not at school during a work day as we all watched the tractor pushing and scraping the earth. Parental supervision was not yet fashionable back then.
As the big yellow machine chorkeled and snorted, I remember a moveable lid on the top of the vertical exhaust pipe would flap and dance open and shut with the expulsion of puffs of black smoke in time with the putts of the engine. We watched for what seemed like hours as the work progressed. Later in the afternoon the machine was turned off and the man who was operating it left in a pickup truck. I remember the earthy smell of the damp topsoil as we scrambled into the work zone. Kids were all over the machine and the dirt piles too. It was a playground scene, and how neat was it that all this fun was only a few doors away from my house?
I don't remember what was said, and maybe I wasn't close enough to hear the conversation but my mom didn't seem too upset as she explained why the man that drives the bulldozer came to our house. Mom knew her little boy couldn't have had anything to do with the man's visit. I think it was the next day that a policeman came to visit and I overheard that he wanted to speak with me. I quickly made an exit to the back yard and pretended to be playing when the police man approached. He explained that someone had filled the exhaust pipe on the bulldozer with sand and when the man started the machine the next morning, the engine was damaged badly. He wanted to know who the other kids were and I honestly replied that I did not know. I didn't know any of the older kids although I dearly wished I did. The cop left without throwing me in jail. Whew! My first brush with the law.
Did I put any sand in the pipe? I don't know. Thinking back I don't think I did. I don't think I could have reached it. Thinking back, wouldn't I remember if I did? The pipe would still be warm and I don't remember touching it. I would, at that age, have no realization that sand would do any harm so I likely didn't even notice if someone else added the dirt. We'll never know who did it and I 'm sure the owner of the tractor never found out either.
We all have what I will call 'event trigger markers', just maybe you have fewer markers if you stayed in one place and lived in one house most of your younger years. But we still mark time with our surroundings, like which school, or which friends, or when you were dating, or before or after you were married, at home, at the cottage, etc. If you were like my dear wife Wendy, you lived in the same city all your life. She still has vivid memories but the time line is less defined. I think it's because her number of memory ranges are reduced and she has fewer 'event trigger markers' because she has reduced or eliminated place changes with which to frame the events.
Anyway, as I mentioned in my December post, once every month I will be recalling some stupid things that I've done in my life. Little anecdotes and snippets of memory that have stuck in my mind all these years. I realize that since these are personal, some trivial, and don't necessarily relate to you, you may not find them as interesting as I do. For that reason I will be marking them all with a badge for easy identification. Read them or skip ahead, whatever you please.
Bulldozer Bandits
Place: Byron, near London Ontario
Time range: 1952 - 1953, Age 3 or 4 (3 or 4 since I know we still lived in the first house I can remember on Byron Blvd. and hadn't yet moved to our new home Colville Blvd.)
Vehicle: Tricycle
Not far away from my home on our street, Byron Boulevard (it couldn't have been too far since I was very young and not yet very widely traveled) there was construction of some sort. At least there was some dirt piles and a bulldozer and the local neighbourhood kids would assemble there to watch the activity. It may have been summer vacation time (I was not yet attending school) since I do remember it was not cold outside and the older, local kids were not at school during a work day as we all watched the tractor pushing and scraping the earth. Parental supervision was not yet fashionable back then.
As the big yellow machine chorkeled and snorted, I remember a moveable lid on the top of the vertical exhaust pipe would flap and dance open and shut with the expulsion of puffs of black smoke in time with the putts of the engine. We watched for what seemed like hours as the work progressed. Later in the afternoon the machine was turned off and the man who was operating it left in a pickup truck. I remember the earthy smell of the damp topsoil as we scrambled into the work zone. Kids were all over the machine and the dirt piles too. It was a playground scene, and how neat was it that all this fun was only a few doors away from my house?
I don't remember what was said, and maybe I wasn't close enough to hear the conversation but my mom didn't seem too upset as she explained why the man that drives the bulldozer came to our house. Mom knew her little boy couldn't have had anything to do with the man's visit. I think it was the next day that a policeman came to visit and I overheard that he wanted to speak with me. I quickly made an exit to the back yard and pretended to be playing when the police man approached. He explained that someone had filled the exhaust pipe on the bulldozer with sand and when the man started the machine the next morning, the engine was damaged badly. He wanted to know who the other kids were and I honestly replied that I did not know. I didn't know any of the older kids although I dearly wished I did. The cop left without throwing me in jail. Whew! My first brush with the law.
Did I put any sand in the pipe? I don't know. Thinking back I don't think I did. I don't think I could have reached it. Thinking back, wouldn't I remember if I did? The pipe would still be warm and I don't remember touching it. I would, at that age, have no realization that sand would do any harm so I likely didn't even notice if someone else added the dirt. We'll never know who did it and I 'm sure the owner of the tractor never found out either.
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Thirty Two Years Ago We Had Snow!
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| "A Snow Day 1982" Click pic to enlarge. |
So far, this season, the only snow London had was the storm that came through while we were away on our cruise in November and then Buffalo NY got most of that one. I don't miss the shoveling but if you don't have to go anywhere, it sure is pretty when we get what the weather man calls "a significant amount of precipitation in the form of snow".
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