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‘Chick-Fil-A’, At Albany (New York) Airport Will Deliver — Albeit Just In The Airport.

by Anura Guruge


Click image to read the story about the College kids that bought a $98 ticket to go in and get some chicken. Story from Albany, NY ‘ABC’ Station.


Click to ENLARGE and admire. The official Albany Airport Website.


I don’t think I have ever had ‘Chick-Fil-A’. So, I am NOT sure what I am missing. Yes, I have heard stories. I just looked. The nearest one to I is in Nashua, which is 90-minutes away. Hhhhm! The next time I am down South I will have to keep an eye.

I heard the story about these College kids that desperately wanted some ‘Chick-Fil-A’ chicken, on my radio, during my morning walk. That it was Albany Airport resonated. I think I have only flown into Albany Airport once (and I am sure I have never flown out of it). But, that was a pretty special flight for I. One I still remember — 52-years later. Yes, it was in 1968! 52-years ago. So, why was it so special. First airport I ever flew to on MY OWN. I was 14. Not sure exactly how it came to be. We, my adoptive parents and I, were travelling in New York state — we living in Buffalo, NY, 1967-1968. We were in NY city, by car. We were driving back to Buffalo, via Albany. Somehow my father had a ticket Albany, which he didn’t want or need. I convinced him to let me use the ticket and fly from LaGuardia to Albany — and for them to pick me up. He agreed. It was to be my Summer adventure. First flight on my own. I had been flying, frequently, all my life. But never on my own. It worked out. It was an adventure. I waited at Albany for them to arrive. So, that was the main reason this story piqued my interest. ‘My’ airport. I am sure there was no ‘Chick-Fil-A’ in 1968.

These kids should have had the gumption to first call up ‘Chick-Fil-A’ before they pooled their money to buy that $98 ticket.

‘Chick-Fil-A’ would have brought the food out for them. Now we all know. I am sure they are going to be doing a roaring business — following this publicity and now that everyone knows that they will deliver.

Only in America.


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Showing Off My 2nd ‘Atoll’ Inflatable Stand Up Paddle Boards (iSUPs) Sweatshirt — This One With The SHARK.

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The ‘Atoll’ SHARK sweatshirt.


The ‘Atoll’ Buffalo sweatshirt.

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Click to access the ‘Atoll’ apparel page. Some GREAT buys. SMILE.


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Living in a house with three females means that ANY of my clothes that will fit them stand a chance of getting STOLEN. No. No. Not borrowed. Stolen. That is what happened to this sweatshirt. It disappeared before I got to even wear it ONCE. But, she (and we will not mention names) didn’t really like the SHARK. She wanted something more subtle. So, I got her another and managed to get this one back. Took over a month.

But now I, luckily, have two ‘Atoll’ sweatshirts — the BUFFALO & the SHARK. I think I might be able to hold onto these. SMILE.


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My Memories Of The Day Martin Luther King Jr. Was Assassinated, 50-Years Ago, Today.

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Click to ENLARGE and read here. From a January 19, 2013 (MLK Day) post. Link to that post below.


Click to access original, January 19, 2013 post.


50-years ago.

Wow! That seems long-time ago.

Today is also my oldest’s 29th birthday.

I remember this day 50-years ago quite well. I was 14-years old.

Had been in the U.S. EXACTLY 7-months. That was my first time here.

Did NOT know who MLK was at the time or the significance.

Wow. How time has flown … but, then again, much has changed either!


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Jacques Cousteau, The Famous Diver, Was Born This Day, 107-Years Ago; June 11, 1910.

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Click to ENLARGE and read here. Wikipedia: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacques_Cousteau


I always liked and admire Jacques — and what was there, ever, not to like. I used to watch the “The Undersea World of Jacques Cousteau“, in the 1970s, with undisguised fascination. Diving is not my thing. I swim and I like to swim but coming from the island nation of Ceylon I did not learn to swim until I left Ceylon aged 14! So, while I do swim, near daily in the Summer, it is not something that comes naturally to me. Diving is another matter. I have no issue with snorkeling, though it is something I rarely do. Going way down in the water does not appeal! So, I lived vicariously through Jacques.


Today’s so called ‘open-circuit’ scuba technology
was created by Jacques in the 1940s.


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CNN, One Of My Daily Necessities, Came To Be This Day 37-Years Ago; June 1, 1980.

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Wow. ‘Just’ 37-years ago? But, as far as I am concerned it has always been around. I didn’t make it to the U.S., this last time around, until February 1985 [the first time having been, but for a year, in Buffalo, 1967 – 1968]. So, CNN was here when I got here. Not sure when I started watching it. I think I was first exposed to it in all the hotels I was staying — given that I was travelling on business three to four days a week during those first 18 months.

I am a news junkie and have been for at least a decade. I watch CNN and MSNBC for at least 90-minutes in total every day. So I am sure glad that we have CNN.

Happy Birthday, CNN. Thanks Ted.


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‘Jesus Had 2 Dads’ Sign By Buffalo, NY Catholic Priest — Fr. Roy Herberger (73).

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Click here for the U.K. ‘Daily Mail‘ original,
with a lot of pictures and a video.

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When I saw the picture and read the Daily Mail headline that said “Catholic priest” I had no doubt that this was meant to be an anti-Francis endorsement of gay-marriage. Even if it referred to kids of DIVORCED families that would still be somewhat against Church teachings. Obviously the 73-year old priest was making a statement and looking for a reaction. Well he got one.

That Catholic priests troll the Web looking for ‘funny church signs’ is rather disturbing IF not sad.

Jesus having two dads has always bothered me. That he is from the line of ‘David’, through his mother’s husband Joseph, always confused me. Jesus is NOT of Joseph’s bloodline UNLESS we take the macro view that we are all descended from Adam & Eve — or that IF your Dad is indeed God then you are related to everybody (Christian or otherwise).


August 27 — The Important Anniversary In My Life, And This Year I Will Talk About ‘APL’.

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IBM Hursley per Google Maps. Cricket pitch & local pub highlighted.


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For the last few years I have been trying to ‘put a stake in the ground‘ every August 27th. It is an important anniversary in my life. I left Ceylon (now Sri Lanka), for what turned out to be for good (though I had no idea that it would be thus then), on Sunday, August 27, 1967. I was a week shy of my 14th birthday. I left on (what I think was a Pan Am) Boeing 707 from what was then ‘Katunayake Airport’ to Athens (Greece). It was my first trip outside of Asia.

Seven tumultuous years later, during which I lived (at least for 11 months at a time) in three different countries, viz. U.S.A. (Buffalo, NY), France (Paris) and the U.K. (London & Swansea), on Tuesday, August 27, 1974 I started working for IBM — at Hursley in the U.K. Well since my birthday is my birthday (though due to the hospital mix-up it could be +/- 2 days), I joined IBM a week shy of my 21st birthday. That it was the 27th, as I have talked about before, was CUTE and neat. I had NOT planned to start work — the VERY FIRST working day of my entire life (having never worked, for pay, in any capacity prior to that) — on a Tuesday. But, for the second year in a row I was spending my Summer in Bangkok, Thailand — and what Summer it was with the Vietnam war coming to an end ‘right there’! [That is another story.] I had sent a telegram to IBM saying that I planned to accept my job offer (from nearly 18 months previously) and start work on Monday, August 26, 1974. Got a neat telegram back saying basically that that was good, and that August 26th will be my official start day (in terms of salary) BUT since that Monday was ‘August Bank Holiday Monday’ would I please not come into work until Tuesday, August 27. That was how I started my working life. Getting paid for a day that I didn’t work — and spent most of the day watching cricket on TV. (Well, to be fair to IBM, IBM also paid for many days when I was not at work — though I was supposed to be — but was in Southampton watching Hampshire play! That is another story too. My work didn’t really suffer and that is all they cared about. Performance reviews were BIG in those days. I had 7 reviews in the 5 years I was at IBM. The reviews were graded from ‘1’ to ‘5’. ‘1’ basically said you walked on water and ‘5’ meant that you passed water when you realized that your review was done. Of the 7 reviews I got a ‘1’ in 5. So I guess the time I took off, without telling anybody, during the Summer, to watch LIVE cricket, really didn’t affect my performance. I did, ALWAYS, make up the time — albeit working late into the night (and as such getting overtime). What can I say.

Well last year, on August 27, I talked about John Fairclough who was the lab. director during my whole tenure at Hursley.

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Ken Iverson’s 1962 book, the TITLE of which begat the language …

This year let me talk about ‘APL’ — A Programming Language — the BRILLIANT coding system, for mathematicians, engineers and scientists, that was developed in the early 1960s by Ken Iverson. I can’t be 100% certain of this BUT I think I once ‘spoke’, obliquely (if I remember right), with Ken during my time at IBM. I will get to that in a second. Looking after APL was the first task I was given upon joining IBM (at Hursley) and going through about 10 days of orientation. I had been hired to work for the ‘System Support Group‘ (SSG). That it was called the ‘Swapping Society Group‘ had a lot to do with the 1970s and I will have to tell that story in a later post. So looking after APL meant that I was responsible for making sure that APL, which was an interpretive language, was readily available, 24×7, for all the hundreds of very clever engineers who used it for their work at Hursley — mainly for modeling engineering designs.

Though I was a programming language freak at the time — which is why IBM offered me a job during my 2nd year at University — and was proficient in about 5 languages, I did NOT know APL. Knowing APL was not a requirement per se. My job was to support the system — not write code. But I set out to learn APL and that was HUGELY rewarding and fun. I was never a master APL programmer (as I would be in Assembler, FORTRAN, PL/I, COBOL & PL/S) but I could get by — and most importantly those that used APL, in anger, at Hursley, knew that they could talk ‘APL’ to me and I would not be clueless.

I loved APL. It was so compact and terse. Not verbose like today’s programming languages. Much of it was done with SPECIAL mathematical symbols. Here are some examples of APL code. Neat … right?

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So given all the special (Greek) symbols involved you needed a special APL keyboard to program in APL. 

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IBM’s APL interpreter, which was very clever, was also VISUAL. That meant that you could create symbols by OVERTYPING and the system would recognize what it was. Well, in 1974, we, at least in Hursley, did not have any electronic terminals — i.e., (3270-like) displays. We used selectric teletype terminals for interactive programming and system management. Yes, we also, in 1974, used punched cards and paper tape. Given the symbols you needed a bespoke APL Selectric Golfball for APL. IBM, of course, made and sold them. You just needed to order them IF you planned to use APL. I kept a whole drawer full of APL Golfballs as part of my job for those that came by asking for one. I would also carry one in my pocket. Carrying a Golfball in your pocket really gives meaning to the expression ‘playing pocket golf’.

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Selectric Golfball.

Well, soon after I joined Hursley we were tasked with implementing the new “APL Shared Variable”, APL SV, system. APL SV, like all of the IBM APL systems was developed in the ‘States’ — I think, at the time, in ‘Yorktown Heights’ in New York. SV was new and had some issues. There were a number of times I had to call the ‘States’ to report problems or ask for workarounds. My contact was Adin Falkoff, Ken’s collaborator and right hand man. Adin was very nice and always helpful. It was during one of these calls that I think Adin said “Ken says ‘Hi'”. Wow. [I always admired Adin’s last name.]

There was one printing problem in APL SV that had gone for over 6 months without a fix. The Hursley users were constantly bugging me about it. Though it wasn’t my job to FIX problems in APL SV — that being the prerogative of the ‘States’ — I decided to have a look. In those heady days ‘we’ — meaning anybody that worked for IBM — basically had ready access to the source code of more or less anything that IBM created. So I had the source code and I went digging. I found the problem. I fixed it. Even patched it locally on our system. Then I called up Adin and told him how to fix it. He was very pleased. BUT, not as pleased as my BOSS. He was ecstatic. It was funny. But in those days there was REAL competition between the ‘States’ and the non-U.S. labs. So now we had the situation that Hursley had fixed a bug that had foxed the ‘States’ for 6 months. This was why I could go off and watch cricket during the day and nobody complained! 

I miss APL. I keep on thinking about installing it on my PC.

Well that was 1974 to 1975, in Hursley, working for IBM when I wasn’t watching/playing cricket.


Alton, Where I have Lived For The Last 8 Years, Ranked 9th Worst Place To Live In New Hampshire And I Won’t Argue.

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Deanna saw this on Facebook this morning and sent it to me. I didn’t have a problem with it. I looked at the 10 names, knew them all, and concurred that the list, WITHOUT going into any of their numbers, looked ‘about right’ just in terms of gut feel.

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I have lived in New Ipswich (NH) for 12 years, Meredith (NH) for 4, Gilford (NH) for 8 and owned a waterfront place in New Durham for 7. Of all the places I have lived in New Hampshire — and not counting the other places I have lived such as Colombo, Buffalo, Paris, London, Swansea, Winchester, Southampton, Woodbine (MD) etc. — I can say Alton does rank as my least favorite. We moved to Alton without giving much thought. We were homeless in 2007 and needed a place. So we came to Alton assuming that it, though it did not have a Walmart, a cinema or a liquor store, wouldn’t be that different to Gilford or Meredith. Oh BOY, did I get that wrong — to my cost.

I look at that list and I see Berlin and Rochester towards the top. Laconia and Wakefield above Alton. Claremont below. The only point I would argue is that maybe Claremont should have been #9 and Alton #10 — though to be fair Claremont, the last time I drove through, still had shops. Alton has Hannafords, three premium-priced hardware stores, a number of parochial banks (not capable of dealing with any foreign transactions such as pension from Europe) and not much else. We don’t have any fun shops! Period. Think of Meredith, Wolfeboro or even Gilford. You can go browse for things other than bread, nails and expensive bicycles.

C’est la vie. The die is cast. My dire pecuniary status ensures that I can’t afford to move away from Alton. I am stuck. So I soldier on. It was my mistake and I need to pay the price for it. But, bottom line. I don’t have any gripes with that list or where they put Alton. Others I know will disagree — but I have a feeling than many of them haven’t lived much outside of Alton.


150th Anniversary Of President Abraham Lincoln’s Funeral Train In New York City & Albany, New York.

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51762_ng_lincoln_coverAs I have oft mentioned I (still) religiously read each issue of “National Geographic“, cover-to-cover, each month. The only magazine that I now read on a regular basis. Even the “Reader’s Digest” doesn’t make that list anymore, though I do read it, plus any and all photographic magazine I come across, more often that not.

I have been reading, with some interest, this month’s cover story on Lincoln’s funeral train. I knew some about the train and the voyage, but, of course, not to the level of detail in this article. It had an interesting ‘sidebar’ about race-relations in Buffalo, N.Y., over the century, including school segregation, and that was fascinating since I did attend High School, in Buffalo, during 1967 – 1968 — in what was a mixed school at the time. Kensington High School (which is now closed).

This morning I came across this photograph, on pages 44-45, and noticed the date on it. TODAY. April 25, 1865. 150 years ago. To me, an avid fan of the President, this seemed something worth commemorating. I had a very quick look. Didn’t see anything obvious. I can’t, to my horror, find a SINGLE Google Doodle for President Lincoln! How can that be? Yes, I know that they try to avoid political figures BUT President Lincoln, easily and incontrovertibly, transcends politics.

Click to ENLARGE and enjoy. From the April 2015 issue of “National Geographic”. I am sure they will indulge me, in this instance, for trampling on their copyright — since this is for a good cause.


Click here to access original … which has lots of pictures and other information.


Martin Luther King, Jr. Day In New Hampshire. Reflect. Rejoice. Resolve.

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Given that I have lived in New Hampshire since 1986, I clearly recall when Martin Luther King, Jr. Day was not a holiday in New Hampshire. In those days I used to work in Massachusetts and it was a holiday there. I remember Danielle going to school in New Ipswich when there was no mention of Dr. King and a holiday.


Town of Alton, New Hampshire where I have lived since 2007, to my embarrassment, does NOT celebrate MLK Day. Town Hall and other facilities, including dump, are open on MLK Day.

I also remember, quite vividly, the day in 1968 when Dr. King was assassinated — though I had no idea who he was at that stage. I had come to the U.S., for the first time, on September 4, 1967 — my 14th birthday (my father, a great one for anniversaries planning our trip from Ceylon to the U.S. such that we left on August 27, my parent’s wedding anniversary and arrived in New York on September 4, my birthday). We lived in Buffalo, NY and I was attending Kensington High School in Buffalo — just a few blocks away from the very urban, working class neighborhood with subsidized housing that we lived in. It was a big impressive school; very friendly and accommodating. It had a huge swimming pool in the basement. That is where I learned to swim — being able to swim being mandatory in NY. The school was integrated and I was too naive to know if there was any strife. I didn’t see any. Since I ‘messed’ about on a number of sporting teams, with singular lack of distinction, I interacted with a lot of black kids. Most found it funny that I couldn’t run fast. They would try to teach me to run. One of them would run backwards urging me to keep up with him. It was, as far as I could tell, a happy school. I only saw one real fight and it was between two white kids, one of whom I knew.

Anyway, this day in Spring, as the snow was melting, the Fire Alarm rang. We all trooped outside. There were a lot of kids. Not sure how many. But, it was SMALL compared to Ananda College, my school in Ceylon. That was three schools in one, kindergarten all the way up to ‘A-levels’: lower-school, middle-school and upper-school. It had 6,000 kids, all brown, all boys and (in theory) all Buddhists. Anyway, back to Kensington. As we were standing outside, a BUZZ started. Kids were getting agitated. No problems. Just agitation and groups of kids talking, animated. Eventually we all trooped back. No sooner than we got in the alarm went off again. There were three alarms that day. The story was that black kids were pulling the alarm in protest. That is how I learned about Martin Luther King, Jr. and his tragic assassination.


In 1991 NH changed its archaic ‘Fast Day’ to ‘Civil Rights Day’ — albeit with no mention of Dr. King.
In 1999, the ‘Civil Rights Day’ was officially changed to
“Martin Luther King Day”,
NH thus becoming the last state to have a holiday named after
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Kensington High School, Buffalo, NY, more or less as it was when I attended from September 1967 to June 1968. Wikipedia, from which I got this picture, tells me that it was closed in 2003 due to ‘academic performance and increasing student violence’. Wow. It was not in a gentile part of Buffalo even in 1967. Though my father was a Professor (at the State University of NY at Buffalo (SUNYAB)), I guess this was the best that he could afford in those days, us having just come across from a 3rd world country that did not permit its currency to be converted into hard currencies. Looking back, it never bothered me! Given that I came from a huge, 3-story house with 14 bedrooms, it had to have been a shock to the system to move to a 2 bedroom tenement house. But, I don’t remember having any issues. I guess I was just excited to be living in a foreign country that had apple pie and ice cream — which we didn’t have in Ceylon. I put on 20 pounds my first 3 months — which I am still trying to shed. I ate apple pie and ice cream every day for months … [Would still do, if I could.]





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Just one of the myriad buildings that were a part of the sprawling, campus-based Ananda College, Ceylon — in the 1960s. This was the main middle school building. I remember being in the classroom, at the very top. I, having much privileges and clout as the ‘Head Boy – Middle School’ (having also held that at the lower school) sat right by the window, on the left. The glass on the window was broken. My father had nationalized the school. So the teacher’s blamed all that was wrong at the school on my father. So, on a regular basis, I would get told that the reason that the window was not being repaired was my father’s fault. I had given up conveying these messages to my adoptive father.