
Local band changes name before hitting it big
By: Scott Cook
Parrish Medical Center becomes leader in U.S.The Parrish Medical Center on U.S. 1 in Titusville is now one of 12 U.S. hospitals participating in a national project to improve health care in American hospitals.The center is part of the “Pebble Project of The Center for Health Design.” The project is so named because its purpose is to “create a ripple effect in the health-care community by providing researched and documented examples of projects that have created life-enhancing environments for patients, families and staff.” George Mikitarian, PMC president and chief executive officer, said membership in the center’s project is “a significant moment in Brevard County health-care history. It puts us on the national map in terms of highlighting how our new hospital’s design improves patients’ well-being and recovery.” The new, $80-million Parrish Medical Center received its first patients on November 10, 2002. The new hospital replaced a 36-year-old building. The center’s design incorporates an abundance of natural light throughout the hospital, including a four-story glass atrium at the apex of the building. Other key design elements that set PMC apart in terms of Pebble Project design priorities include indirect lighting in corridors for stretcher patient comfort; reduced thresholds for smooth transitions between doorways; water features; larger rooms; private bathrooms in each room; and interior design features using healing colors. For more info, contact Natalie Sellers, communications/marketing specialist at 321-268-6333, ext. 2243.
The Mideast Comes to Titusville for a dayBy: Scott Cook
The St. Luke’s Presbyterian Church of Titusville hosted a morning filled with the “Kingdom of Saudi Arabia” on April 8 at the church. Hennie Vanderveer, a native of the Netherlands but now a Canadian citizen, displayed artifacts from the Red Sea as well as other remnants of her travels throughout the Mideast. Some of Vanderveer’s prized artifacts should be housed in a museum, like a piece of basalt carved into the Lion of Babylon she found in Iraq. She also has pieces of pottery from the ruins of ancient Babylon. Vanderveer has traveled extensively throughout the world with her husband. In the late 1970’s they visited Saudi Arabia, where they stayed at Jeddah, the hometown of Osama bin Laden. Vanderveer actually got to meet bin Laden’s brother, Salem, who informed her that “his brother was dabbling in politics that troubled the family.” Barbara McGillicuddy sang the theme song “Today Is Mine, Tomorrow May Not Come.” The 50 persons attending the church event were rapt when Vanderveer spoke of her witnessing a beheading in Saudi Arabia and when she described how women were forced to wear heavy clothing in 100-plus-degree heat. But Vanderveer said she never felt threatened in such an oppressive country. “I felt sorry for the women,” she said. “But I felt that God was always there. And (the experience) made my faith only that much stronger.”
Earth Day 2003 celebrated this Saturday in TitusvilleCome celebrate Mother Earth with a variety of events scheduled at The Enchanted Forest Sanctuary at 444 Columbia Boulevard in Titusville on Saturday, April 19 from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m.Featured are: • Gator Bill Robb and the Natives • Indian River Flute Circle • Gopher Tortoise Talk ‘n Walk • Avian Reconditioning Center • Children’s Activities Plus Surprise!!! • Story Telling • Folk Musicians • Florida Wildlife Hospital • Hikes and Guided Tours • Florida Native Plant Society • Environmental Exhibits and Boutiques • Lunch by Hot Stuff Catering The Friends of the Enchanted Forest Inc. is a not-for-profit organization. For more info, call Martha Pessaro at 452-1671, Sharon Bohlman at 267-0254 or Barbara Hoelscher at 268-5888.
Megan McKenna to help host “Girls Are Great”
A 2003 senior at Astronaut High School, Megan will offer the guidelines “Be Your Best Self” to the pre-teens. Also on hand will be nurse Shelley Beville speaking on puberty; a fashion show by Beth Rodamer; Encore Models with fashions by J.C. Penney; role model Dr. Melissa Williamson; teen peer model rap session parenting skills by Clairese Austin; and crafts by Lowes. For info on pre-registration, call B.E.T.A. of Titusville, Inc. at 321- 264-0446. Cost is $3 per girl or $5 per family with accompanying adults free. Same day registration starts at 8:30 a.m..
Experts Shower AdviceExpectant parents, moms, dads and adoptive parents will be offered top-of-the-line advice at the “World’s Greatest Baby Shower” coming to the Miracle City Mall in Titusville on Sat., May 3 from 9 a.m. to 1 p.m.The free, annual event, sponsored by Jess Parrish Medical Foundation, will offer a variety of educational exhibits by over 40 organizations, agencies and businesses. Internationally known children’s advocate Dr. W.J. (Will) Blechman will hold a seminar on infant and toddler brain development. A seminar on water safety will be held by Mary Malone, who has nearly 25 years of swimming and safety experience. Gayle Whitworth, a certified child passenger safety technician, will teach everyone how to install and properly utilize an infant car safety seat. “Sign Language With Babies” will be conducted by Amy Gadapee, a speech language pathologist and sign language instructor. Light refreshments and door prizes will also be offered. For additional info, call Whitworth or Beth Shepard at 321-633-1702, ext. 25.
Garden Club observes ‘Tea Around the May Pole’
The garden club will hold “Tea Around the May Pole on May 3. The Gretta Matheny Studio of Dance will demonstrate May Pole dances and will include audience participation. The history of “A Maying” will be presented by Queen Tea, Beth Nash. The Sisters of the Heart, a group of inspired artists, will make May Baskets to be given out to each tea table guest. All attendees will be encouraged to give flowers in May Baskets to their family, friends and neighbors. Honored guests will be the mothers and their children from Christ Aid Ministry. Delicious tea food will be served by each tea table hostess while harpsichord music is played in the background. Tea attire is the appropriate dress. Seating is limited and advance, paid reservations are required. Call 267-3794 for more info.
Hospice Caregiving available in North BrevardThe Hospice of St. Francis has a new national training program designed to help friends or family members caring for someone in the last years of life.Barbara Borman, registered nurse, was chosen as a trainer for this innovative program in our community through a nationwide application process. The training will be offered to at least 50 caregivers in the Titusville area over the next six months and will reach more than 8,750 caregivers nationally. The national program, “Caregiving at Life’s End,” is based on a national needs assessment of more than 900 family caregivers. “The needs assessment validated our assumptions - that caregiving is tremendously challenging, yet many people find meaning in the caregiving experience.” According to one of the co-directors of the grant, Kathy Egan, “This program, funded by the Administration on Aging as part of the National Family Caregiver Support Program, was designed to help local agencies support caregivers so they can find opportunities for meaning or gain in the experience.” The free training will be offered first at the Titusville Senior’s Center in partnership with Hospice of St. Francis starting on Wednesday, June 4, either morning or evening classes, and continuing for six weeks. For more info on the upcoming trainings, call Barbara Borman at 321-269-4578. ![]()
Chronology of an eight day moving nightmareWhat you are about to read is not fabricated, embellished or is in any way exaggerated for dramatic affect. It is however a warning for anyone contemplating a move from house one, to house two, and the pitfalls of not hiring professionals to achieve a move without checking credentials, stability, honesty, and reputations of those hired. No names will be mentioned to protect the innocent.The sorry saga began when though no fault of anyone the buyers of our former home at Fawn Lake were compelled to occupy the home earlier than we expected due to scheduling of the movers in North Carolina. Believing we had a few days to vacate the old. Instead we learned we had to be out the following morning. In the meantime the seller of our new digs at La Cita waited until the 11th hour to move out, possibly believing that something could go wrong with mortgage approvals. That set the stage for Sue and me to check in at a local hotel, where we remained for five days living out of cardboard boxes and without the amenities we are accustomed to. One of those is oversized bathtubs. The one in the motel was probably made and installed for the mobile home market. It was so narrow that the first night I turned to retrieve the soap from the wall dish and knocked over all of our shampoo and other toiletries. Hearing the cacophony, Sue rushed in thinking I had a heart attack, fell down and killed myself. Never happen. I still have several lives left after the 9 I've already used. The following morning, after looking at the menu in the drawer next to the never opened Gideon Bible we decided to have breakfast in the room. It announced that room service was provided beginning at 6:30 a.m. Possible misprint. We called at 7:30 a.m. and when there was no answer we knew we would have to get our ham and eggs somewhere else. After five days we decided to pack, check out and whatever the condition of the new place we would weather the storm and sleep in our own bed. We made one stop at the Briar Patch Restaurant (I recommend because the owner makes over medium eggs just like my grandmother) and returned to our motel room to find we were locked out. We learned that the staff thought we had already checked out. Hardly! Not with all our remaining earthly possessions left behind. Now I will discuss our workmen. The painting and removal of the horrid popcorn ceiling had been completed. We were ready to move our stuff in. About our 'stuff’. The truck they hired was too small to hold everything so it was loaded twice. The furnishings were delivered to the house and the second load of 175 boxes were stored in an area next to the newspaper office for several days until space was cleared for them in the new place. I think we moved around the same boxes four times before we knew what we had and where the contents were going. Note: Commercial message. If anyone is interested in a beveled glass top dining room table with four chairs; a large breakfront and some other furnishings, they are for sale. Just call me and I'll show them to you at a time convenient for both of us. End of advertisement. Back to moving. After the paint was applied we discovered the new paint on the ceiling was peeling off. The cause was insufficient ventilation in the attics (three) which required the A/C people to knock down walls, open new holes and install adequate ducts to allow fresh air to dry out the moisture between the ceiling and roof. That done and the installation of a new A/C unit did the trick. Now I have to finish the ceiling myself. Why? I'll tell you why. While the paint was being slopped on, my next door neighbor stopped in and said that he had been trying to hire painters to do some work for him for months. They would make an appointment then never show up. He was frustrated, but had heard this was relatively common in this area. I foolishly suggested he use my guys. The head honcho said they would start his job at 9 a.m. the following morning. This nice, elderly couple busted their butts moving furniture around that entire day in preparation for their new paint job. The following morning at 9 a.m. nobody showed up. They didn't arrive that day, or the next, or the next. Four days later they made an appearance and said they got "tied up." Remember that they still had not completed the work that I had contracted them for. At any rate, they knocked on my door. The prodigal's had returned, looking somewhat out of sorts, probably the result of four days of merriment and self abuse financed through the proceeds of the check we had given them. Thoroughly disgusted, I told them to take a hike, never again to darken my door - and a few other choice comments. They appeared surprised that I was upset. I can only explain that they were either too hung over to understand or absurdly stupid. I'm resolved that if I ever, I mean 'ever,' see them around my home again I'm calling the cops and have them arrested on charges you will understand shortly. In the meantime, my new neighbors were upset at me for being responsible for all the inconveniences I had caused them. After explaining that I was treated equally in terms of the times of certain appointment schedules, we patched up relations and all is well once again. In fact, he stopped by a couple days later and greeted me with a bottle of fine wine. As a result of my dismissing the dependable workers, the job of finishing the remaining tasks remained for me to complete. Now I'm paying twice for some of the same things I contracted for. One of most disconcerting things that happened during the move is that the crew chief of the workers hired a couple of other guys who I did not know. One of them (old or new workers) took a liking to my box of pain killers and decided to abscond with it, probably deciding he needed a "fix" or was in more pain than me. Or, for its resale value in the open market which would have netted him a handsome profit. Thankfully, getting a new prescription written by my understanding pain management physician was no problem. At this point my wife and I truly believed the worst was over. Nay. There was more to come. On Saturday, during the ABWA golf tourney at Royal Oak, Sue decided to duck out for a few minutes and do a load of laundry. Pressing the ON switch on the new washing machine she found it would not start. NO lights. NO nothing. What it was was NO current. The A/C tech who did some vent work in the attic and needed juice above the laundry room had incorrectly connected some wires which came loose. Now in the interim I discovered that there were several problems with the electrical connections. For example- about half of the outlets did not work. There appeared to be intermittent shut downs. Checking the outlets and pressing the reset and test buttons, I found one in the garage that shocked me so badly my hair stood up and I looked like Woody Woodpecker. Another clue of impending electrical problems was the switch to the bathroom fixture. There was a long delay until the neon light fixture went on after the switch was activated. Earlier in the day I flipped the switch on and nothing happened. But something did happen about 3 a.m. I was awakened from a sound sleep when the lights suddenly illuminated the room. I thought I had bought the house from hell. Then, about a day later, after having transferred all of the frozen food from a couple of Playboy containers to a small freezer in the garage, I discovered problems with that outlet. We had not yet moved any of the food into the new frig so when I opened the freezer two days later looking for something to eat, the odor sent me to my knees. Every thing was rotten and the floor was smeared with the drippings of the unknown rancid contents. On Sunday we had had enough. I called an electrician I had recently met and it turned out to be my only intelligent decision. He arrived when he said he would and soon discovered the roots of the problems. Generally poor work by the previous electrical company and serious problems with the GFI, which I learned was the Ground Fault Interceptor and other problems which I do not yet fully understand. Much of it was of an undisclosed nature but involved an "intermittent" condition. After the diagnoses the electrician called FP&L who arrived 10 minutes later. When Sue returned from a shopping trip to Orlando she found two trucks in the driveway and several of my neighbors in the backyard looking at the activity. She later said she became excited, and thought the house was burning down. It took four aspirins and a slug of Canadian Club to calm her nerves before she considered putting the For Sale sign back up. When she approached me I had just finished putting a coat of stain on the frame of a mirror that was resting on a couple of lawn chairs. Since I had placed a new bird feeder nearby the day before I was also aggravated at the birds for showing their gratitude by defecating on the wet paint which forced me to wipe off the droppings and repaint. Oh, one more thing. Through the first five days of our ordeal while we were in this four star motel, we boarded out two cats at the vets on Garden Street. When we picked them up to take them to their new home they screamed all the way having felt we had abandoned them. Adding to their trauma they were part of the madhouse for another five days. Buttons The Cat spent a good part of the circus hiding in an upstairs closet. Bill The Cat, 96 (in human years), did the only intelligent thing after the ordeal was over. She climbed onto our bed, took one long look around - and threw up on the bedspread.
By BOB SOCKS Port Canaveral News
Titusville Business License Report-March 2003Total number of licenses issued: 25Breakdown as follows: Home based-14; Bakery-1; Retail Sales-1; School-1; Special Events Vendor-1; Appliance Repair-1; Auto Repair-1; Manufacturing-1; Physical Therapist-1; Massage Therapist-1; Carpentry-1; Used Car Dealer-1 Real Estate Transactions
City Of Titusville “Up -N- Coming” – a quarterly report
Strictly my opinionMy ongoing shuttle analysis has taken up a lot of ink over the past two months, but I will continue due to overwhelming public response. “Nothing should hit the orbiter.” At Kennedy Space Center that’s dogma, hammered home to workers and visitors alike. NASA goes to great lengths to make sure nothing happens to its prized space shuttles, as long as they are on the ground. But once liftoff occurs, the philosophy seems to have changed, as far back as STS-1, the very first flight of the Columbia back in April of 1981. NASA and its contractors decided over time that it was okay for foam insulation and chunks of ice to shake loose and smack the shuttle during launch.In 111 of 113 flights since 1981, the astronauts got home alive - despite sometimes serious damage to the tiles that shield the orbiter from the fireball that envelopes it during its hypersonic fall back to Earth. In a pattern reminiscent of how it treated faulty O-ring seals before the 1986 Challenger disaster, the space agency viewed the shuttles’ chewed-up heat shield as an annoying but acceptable risk. We cannot afford that risk any longer. With but three shuttles remaining in the fleet, and no chance that a new shuttle will be built, another shuttle disaster would end the manned space flight of the U.S. for at least a decade. NASA must now make some difficult decisions. Firstly, they must completely redo the coatings on the solid rocket booster and ensure that pieces will not fall off and damage the orbiter. Ice has been another problem on many launches. They cannot allow ice to build up, then fall on to the orbiter, damaging tiles and causing potential wing damage, i.e.: Columbia. Quote of the Week:“The income tax has made more liars out of American people than golf has.”– Will Rogers ![]()
Join the Easter Bunny at Searstown Mall on Sat., April 19 for an Easter egg hunt starting at 11 a.m. There will be games and prizes throughout the day.
While there, check out the Easter parade of fashions at Jan Paul Fashions.
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