It's very rare that a single picture speaks to me profoundly. This is one.



Tags: Amazing, War, Soldier, Iraq, Truth
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I came across a crazy story about a rural Kentucky orphan name Martin Fugate, who, along with many generations of his descendants, it appears, had blue skin! The condition was due to a missing enzyme in his blood.

What was even crazier about this was that due inbreeding (not so much brother-sister as about 5 families continuing to refold similar genes into the same genetic pot), the recessive condition remained active for over a century. Even wilder than that was that by taking the proper supplement, the body could be oserved slowly changing from blue to pink! Searching the web will yield several versions of "The Blue People of Troublesome Creek," a 1982 article that introduced the Fugate story to the world.

Tags: Amazing, Science, Fugate
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I have been trying to piece together my family tree. I started by just trying to get some of my cousins together. But then it got addicitive. I've gone back a few generations now, and it's getting to be big. I now have about 200 people entered and there's so much more I need to fill in. It's odd that just getting to my grandparents' grandparents is tough - it was a different time.

My grandfather doesn't know his grandmother's name in English, only Yiddish. Although we know that the family hails from Russia and Romania (incidentally, all from pre-WWI), we really don't know where.

I may do some research after the wedding and see how far back I can trace.
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Voila! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
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And I, not very surprisingly, have not really blogged very much. Ah well.

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