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Best of the "Nicholas Adams" books

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Ghost folklore from the city that Ben builtThis 1998 book consists of ghost stories taking place in this historic city. The volume contains 23 chapters (including introduction), each one dealing with either a single haunted site or multiple shorter encounters with a common trait. Black and white photos and art supplement these stories.
In Library Hall, the solid apparition of Franklin, with an armload of books, pushes against a 19th-century cleaning woman with an impact that nearly knocks her over. Late employee Albert J. Edmunds at the Historical Society of Pennsylvania was an avid follower of the supernatural and can still be heard typing away in his former office. At Fort Mifflin, a Civil War blacksmith is still heard working and seen standing outside of his shop.
Through Philadelphia's ghostlore some of its obscure or macabre history is revealed. Dealing with massive death rates during the Revolutionary War or at times of epidemics, the bodies of the indigent had to be buried in paupers' graves and they currently remain in these "Potter's Fields." Their mass graves are located in two primary locations, known today as Washington Square and Logan's Circle. Voices are sometimes heard floating around these vicinities and Leah, a little old lady who used to patrol the aforementioned park to discourage resurrectionists, has been seen by one of the most credible witnesses an investigator could hope to run across: a policeman who just happened to be walking through one cold November morning.
In this book's preface, Author Charles J. Adams III says "I am not a scholarly folklorist. I am not a historian. I am not a paranormal investigator. I am but a storyteller." As a storyteller he does well. Adams's style is engrossing, making it hard to put down and fun to read. The stories have just enough background to make them satisfying.
Some of the different fonts took away from graphics' aesthetics. The need to fill white space seems compulsive, but the book's format was readable regardless. Those requiring magnify glasses to read might appreciate the type is larger than the average found in most trade books.
The nature of this type of ghostlore book could have a bit of serendipity for a few readers. Although some of the names have been changed, genealogists with an interest in Philadelphia might run across a story with a familiar name or homestead and maybe even find new information about their ancestors.
As for whether Franklin actually "built" the city, it is one of the few things he didn't found. Ironically, his home and print shop--located close to Independence Hall--were torn down to make way for a new thoroughfare during the 19th century. (Therefore, it's no surprise his studious soul is seen at Library Hall.) Despite this thoughtlessness, he is the most influential citizen Philadelphia ever had.
If readers take PHILADELPHIA GHOST STORIES in the spirit it is intended, it can be a really fun book. Anyone looking for something more serious in science or background should go somewhere else.


Affirmative Action chapters worth the price of bookThe upcoming decision in the Michigan case may truly be a watershed opinion on affirmative action at least in university admission cases. Justice Blackmun said it best in the Bakke case: "there is no other way" than affirmative action. We cannot end racism without taking into account race.


An anthropologist's anthropology

Excellent Coverage of Philosophies Main IdeasMy only complaints about this book are very minor. There is one paragraph in the book which I disagree with, and have strong evidence to show that it is an error, wheather the author would agree with my position, I don't know. This being the only piece of text I would really change. Not bad for a book of this size.
My other minor quibble is that this is a text book and has the look of a text book. Why not shop this book to a wide audience ? It's far far better than any non fiction philosophy book I've seen, marketed to the public.
Oh, and one other thing, that goes hand in hand with the above point, the index is ok, but could be better.
I read this book soon after it came out and what I learned has been very valuable since then.
If you know nothing about philosophy and want to become a crack philosopher over night, or if you are already a crack philosopher and want to see how to write a great book, go out and buy Mortons Philosophy In Practice - Now !
Highly Recommended !


The Phoenix Jobbank

The Southwest - great photos of a proud, dry and open landIt's beautiful work by Ansel Adams, well worth whatever you pay for the book. The pretentious twaddle by Lawrence Clark Powell is typical Tucson, people who manage to find fault with everything.
First, the pictures. Photography was part of my job for years, and I have visited probably half of the places included in this book. For example, consider the picture of White House Ruin in Canyon de Chelly, taken in 1942. I've taken dozens of photos of it, and hiked every foot in the vicinity. Nothing of mine comes close to the mastery of Adams beautiful black-and-white photograph. I suspect that even if I copied his picture as precisely as possible, mine would still look dull in comparison to his artistry.
Adams' mastery of the camera and the art of making prints is such that even in black-and-white, his pictures sparkle with a luminosity that puts color to shame. In recent years newspapers have wasted a great effort on color pictures. Adams' work shows how superior the old black-and-white photos could be in comparison to modern newspaper color. Any photo editor would weep to have such quality today. More's the pity the newspapers do not emphasize quality instead of glitzy novelty.
It's more than a book about the Southwest; it's a book about how to see nature and the world around us. Adams had an eye for natural beauty. I've no doubt he could find beauty and art even in a junk yard. He knew what to include in a picture, and how much to leave out, and the precise moment when it all came together. His pictures of cacti, aspens, rocks and adobe structures will cause anyone to look again and more closely at their surroundings, to appreciate the beauty of detail in a grander setting.
Sadly, the words fall far short of the pictures. Fifty years ago, Joseph Wood Krutch wrote in praise of the Southwest, "the combination of brilliant sun and high, thin, dry air with a seemingly limitless expanse of sky and earth [that] my first reaction was delighted amusement. How far the ribbon of road beckoned ahead! How endlessly much there seemed to be of the majestically rolling expanse of bare earth dotted with sagebrush!"
Such beauty still exists in the Southwest, even today. I have often driven such roads.
In contrast, Powell is an old grouch. The only things he finds to praise are his own presence and ruined adobes. He seeks the negatives, such as Gallup, New Mexico, where "the Indian may be seen in the stages of disintegration -- drinking, fighting, staggering and falling to the sidewalk and gutter. Here is the place to read 'Laughing Boy,' LaFarge's lament for a people debauched by an alien race."
Powell ignores the fact Gallup has established one of the nation's outstanding alcohol rehabilitation programs, far superior to anything in Tucson. His ugly words are a contrast to the beauty of Adams' photographs.
It doesn't matter. Buy the book for the photographs, they are worth it. Ignore Powell's whiney complaints. You'll get a gem in terms of wonderful pictures, and for laugh's you'll see Tucsonian political correctness run amok.


This Book Should Come With The Program

thinking the invisibleOrdinarily we believe our thinking takes place in the brain, with consciousness somehow arising from some strange quantum bio-electircal physical cause. Yet, it is possible to experience that this is not true, and that real thinking (not just lazily having thoughts), but thinking arising out of intention and will, this thinking lives in the "invisible", a realm quite aptly discussed in this book with its considerations of the geometry of infinity.