Trego's Mountain Ear

"Serving North Lincoln County"

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  • Merry Christmas to All

    I’m accustomed to white Christmases since I was ten years old. Admittedly, I spent a few Christmases south of a projected Mason-Dixon line – but it was at 6,000 feet elevation. Most of the time, as I recall Colorado, I remember that mountains are neat, but altitude sucks. There, I lived at 6,000 feet and looked out at Fisher’s Peak (9,633 feet). Driving north, I’d see Pike’s Peak (14,115 feet). Here, I live at about 3,200 feet and look at Mount Marston (7,340 feet). Life is good – lower elevations, like Libby and Troy have the flooding. My challenge is that nature leaves me firewood and logs to cut and move.

    This year, with wet soils and high winds, we’ve had a lot of blowdown – which will give me plenty to do next spring and summer. The Douglas fir has generally pushed over at the roots, while the Ponderosa pine have tended to snap 20 or 30 feet in the air. The larch, with their needles dropped for the winter, generally stand undisturbed. The leave tree selection will be larch first, P. pine second, D. Fir third. I think the spruce are pretty much gone, but I will try to save the one remaining aspen.

    This Christmas is above freezing, despite NOAA’s projection of cooler than normal. I see a couple of goats down at the old Ranger station – when I stopped to complete my doubletake, they approached the car – I think the message they were trying to convey was “We’re a pair of really nice, really cute goats, and we’re feeling abandoned.” Empty handed, they left me my space – but I think they would have followed me home if I had a bucket and some oats. I note that someone has rescued one of the pair – hopefully they’ll get the other soon. A single goat is a lonely goat.

    On the 23rd, there was a two vehicle wreck, with injuries up above us on Fortine Creek Road. Like Highway 93, we have a lot more traffic now than years back, and it’s the same road as it was in 1967.

    Anyway, Merry Christmas, and a Happy Easter Bunny to all.

  • Preparing My Old Toys

    2Sam asked for my HK-4. It’s been the small pistol that slides onto my belt, never gets in the way, and always functions. And I realized as I removed the 22 barrel, put in the 32 ACP barrel, and moved the firing pin to centerfire – I have to explain the quirks. Knowing the pistol’s weakness, and keeping an eye on the recoil buffer, has made it my ultra-reliable light belt gun for the last 40 years – but I can’t just pass on the gun and share the memories – I have to pass on the skills of maintaining the HK-4. Fortunately, Youtube has videos of changing calibers – and mine has only 2, 22LR and 32ACP. No problem there. The challenge is finding new recoil buffers – less than 52,000 HK-4 pistols were made, and the last one went out of the factory in 1984.

    Fortunately, the fourth caliber was 380. I’ve never had a 380 barrel, and that’s a good thing. The buffer functions well in 32 – but the increased recoil of the 380 tears it up. That means that several 380 users have began using laser cutters to build replacement buffers. So long as replacement buffers are available, I think the pistol will be functioning well when it turns 100 fifty years from now.

    I’m wondering if I should order one now, and tape it to one of the original boxes? The boxes tell me that the pistol was originally issued to a West German Border Troll, named Lamke, back in 1973. It’s been an American civilian piece a lot longer than it was German.

    The Ruger, made in 1958, is even older. While it is still being made, it’s now in the 4th variant, while mine is so old the grip frame doesn’t have an identifying number. The biggest problem in it’s future is that the magazines are old and the new ones don’t fit. Fortunately, there are articles on how to modify new magazines to fit. A few years ago, a new hammer strut support was developed that retrofits to the old pistol. While I haven’t needed one, adding one to it now will probably make the pistol easier to clean and reassemble for someone in the future. They’ve been good to me, and it’s time for me to make sure the unseen maintenance continues.

  • Outsourcing Your Security

    I was reading the Bugscuffle Gazette, and saw an article about outsourcing your security. The author was looking at how long it took the Aussie cops to get to the shootings at Bondi – and it turned out four were right there on the beach, and they were keeping under cover as a couple of half-assed jihadis shot about 20 people. He stressed that one of the shooters had a bolt gun (4 shots), while the other had a pump shotgun. The one with the pump gun was the one neutralized by a middle-aged bystander.

    The author mentioned the Uvalde police – where the crew hung around outside the school as a jerk shot up kids. Then he stressed that you can’t afford to outsource your security.

    The author explained “If the government is going to take the right of self-protection away from the citizens, then it is incumbent on that government to actually, you know, provide protection. If the government can’t provide that protection, then get out of the citizen’s way.

    This is what happens when you out-source your personal security to the government.

    So I got to thinking about Montana History, as it started in Bannack and Virginia City. There, the baddies were the police. The good guys were the Vigilantes. Nobody read Miranda rights – the phrase was “Men, do your duty.” Outsourcing security to a government police force does seem to provide more options for the bad guys and better treatment. Vigilantes, lacking jails and jailers, tended toward more permanent solutions.

    I’m in Trego – I figure it takes (on a good day) about 20 minutes to get a cop out here from Eureka. That will be close to an average – if the dispatcher radios and there is an office at milepost 168, it will probably be a little less. If the officer is north or west of the big town, it can be a little longer. Somehow, I don’t believe that my neighbors have outsourced their security. There may be a gun-free home in Trego – but it isn’t the way I would bet.

  • Thoughts on Schooling

    I read these statistics, posted in response to a New York Times article: Public School: 40% of kids bullied, 30% sexually harassed, 34% read at grade level, $18K a year.

    Homeschoolers: 0% bullied, 0% sexually harassed, 99% read above grade level, $1000 a year. I don’t know how solid his statistics were – but it got me pondering on the problems of education.

    About the same time, I read Joel Graves’ commentary on Home School – and Joel’s thoughts were not a lot different than mine when we first started publishing the Ear. Still, I was younger then – I had 4 years experience teaching and heading the ag department at a junior college. As I moved to different experiences teaching – the next six years were in the Academic Reinforcement Center, followed by years of Extension education, and culminating in time as graduate faculty, I gained a lot of experience with people whom their education system had failed. Emphasize that phrase: Their Education System had failed them. These weren’t people who had failed – most were high school graduates. Some held a bachelor’s degree. The problem is that, often, public education needs the support of other forms of education – Extension education, such as 4-H is one example, while education at home is another. Vocational education is another form. Back to my point: at a number of different levels of post-secondary education, I dealt with students who had been failed by their education systems.

    I recall a young woman – a high school graduate with a tested IQ of 108 – who read at the beginning third-grade level. That 108 IQ says she was ahead of 70% of the population – yet the public school from which she graduated failed her for at least ten years (third grade through twelfth). She hadn’t failed – she walked through the high school graduation.

    I remember Gerald – my student for over a year – he had graduated high school (to be fair, not in Montana) but was unable to do math without a calculator, and even with a calculator couldn’t get the order of operations correct. I failed at correcting the problem.

    My list could go on – but when students graduate high school without being able to read or do simple algebra, the educational system has failed them. I recall a carpenter, a dropout, who used his framing square to perform his mathematical calculations. It seems fairly obvious that he found a way of compensating for his math weaknesses through Vocational education – whether shop class or on job – that Gerald never found in a math class. On the other hand, Ray has a BS in animal science – but his Extension education experience in 4-H rounded it out so that over a lifetime he could retire with a respectable herd of beef cattle and a decent-sized ranch. He needed both the formal training at the Land Grant plus the 4-H experience.

    I recall taking my GRE test – the woman seated next to me (a teacher) needed to score at the 25th percentile to be admitted to her graduate program. She had already taken the GRE twice without achieving that score, and had completed all of her coursework. Obviously, her schooling had failed her.

    So I fully understand that public school can fail to educate students while going on to graduate them. One of the problems I see with Extension education occurs when the market sale becomes more important than the 4-H education. Home school can be bloody awful – what can you learn if your teacher is an ignorant idiot and you keep that same teacher for a dozen years? On the other hand, Home schooling can be fantastic – it depends on the parent and the kid. Vocational education offers a second way to support the classic 3 R’s as well as a potential career for kids who aren’t on an academic track.

    I spent 4 years teaching Freshman and Sophomore classes – some vocational, some academic. I spent 6 years in academic reinforcement at a community college – that’s teaching college students what they didn’t learn in high school. I don’t know how to break down my Extension career – I served as an agent, administrator and a specialist, and everything crossed over. And I ended a career as a specialized sociologist usually teaching senior and graduate classes. I did work a bit with a variant on home school – my daughter was interested in quantum physics and couldn’t get the information she wanted from the high school. I checked out books and read, so that we could discuss quantum as we drove.

    During those many years, I met more students who had been failed by the system than failed at the local high school. I’ve seen parents make a decision to pull a kid out of school and do a bad, or at least incomplete, job of teaching at home. I’ve seen high schools that graduate students and never worry that their students’ ACT scores leave their school ranked in the bottom third. The system and parents combine to fail the kids more frequently than the kids fail on their own.

    In my perfect world, every kid would have the opportunity for Vocational education. I had planned to finish high school with 4 vocational classes taught by Harry Donaldson. It didn’t work that way – I finished with 3 or 4 academic classes taught in the morning, and working every afternoon. The first Fall semester I took a drafting class – and was acing the tests and flunking the homework. The only constructive criticism I received was “WRONG SCALE!” written in red. I dropped the class. Years later, when I was looking at my drafting equipment, I realized the bookstore had included an architect’s scale in the package for an engineering class. My instructor didn’t explain the difference. If I had taken Harry Donaldson’s mechanical drawing class, I would have been trained to catch the problem myself. I dropped a class to avoid an F – and taking Harry’s class would have made me successful.

    So I see a lot of point-source opportunities to fail students. I’ve described an intelligent young woman whose reading teachers spent ten of her twelve years of school failing to teach her to read, but she still graduated on schedule. I’ve watched Connie Malyevac teach others the math that they missed in high school – and every student deserves a Connie to help fill the potholes in their education. I’ve learned that a parent can read incomprehensible physics books, and stay 15 minutes (or less) ahead of his daughter, and see the success of her graduation with a Phi Beta Kappa pin. I’ve seen students from Dave Peterson’s “slow class” go on to graduate from college and move on to a career of teaching high school. The standard expectation of Vocational education – that academics aren’t for everyone – provides an alternative.

    My prescription? I have seen our public schools fail too many students. Despite that, I believe our public schools should be education’s foundation. (I do believe that there is a staffing problem that needs resolution when a school is below the mean for years and years – and that does need to be addressed instead of ignored.) I want parents to be active in their kids’ education (I recall that the teachers had other parents than Renata and I that they felt could have benefitted more from parent/teacher conferences; and I recall one who was stymied by Renata’s question, “Exactly which part of your math class won’t she need when she goes on to college?”

    I believe in 4-H – yet I think that there is a lot more Extension education in an entomology project than in selling a market steer. Same thing for sewing and cooking projects.

    Every youngster deserves to learn by doing – which is the big part of vocational education.

    I want remedial education – early. I am less than impressed by special education that is prescribed late and relies on paraprofessionals to put in a certain amount of hours on the weakness. We measure success in touchdowns, not practice yardage.

    To sum it up – we do not need to look at education as public education or home school. We need public education, supported by home education, supported by Extension education, plus Vocational education, plus other forms of education (formal or informal) that are available in the communities. To focus on just one form of education is to provide a situation where that single education system can, and frequently will, fail the students.

  • A Matter of Degrees

    A while back I listened to a woman explain that she holds three college degrees. I’m fairly certain that meant associate’s, associate’s, associate’s. My own three are bachelor’s, master’s and doctorate. Generally speaking, under our American system, we only refer to the highest degree held, so the lower two degrees are kind of assumed to exist. Jane Goodall holds a Ph.D. (from Cambridge) but no lower degrees – the British system is a bit different than ours. Dr. Goodall’s researched and published books on chimpanzees were, essentially, all of her college career. I know that her Ph.D. is more prestigious than mine – and that her single degree is a lot more than three associate’s might be.

    The Russians have a degree above the Ph.D. – but it is granted upon successful defense of the dissertation. Under our system, the dissertation and its defense are the final part of the Ph.D. A student who has completed all the coursework for a Ph.D. but has not submitted and successfully defended a dissertation is termed ABD – all but dissertation. ABD is not a degree, and in many ways can be kind of a bad thing. In order to start the dissertation, I had to have substantially completed my coursework, and passed my comps (comprehensive exams). If you don’t pass the comps, you have invested several years in education that you won’t get credit for. Had I failed my comps, I would have walked away with a second non-thesis masters. That’s kind of like having 2 heads – unusual, but not generally helpful to a career. I would like to have a quiet beer with Neil DeGrasse Tyson and learn exactly how he came to have his second Masters.

    Doctorates aren’t equal – the order in which they are given at a University graduation is the only spot where I know you can see the difference in status. Generally speaking, the Ph.D is an academic research degree, while the MD, Juris Doctorate, and Ed.D. are professional degrees. Only time I got to observe this was when my daughter got her Bachelors – the new Ph.D holders went through the line first. The next week, the MDs and JDs began a lifetime of larger paychecks.

    Then we can go to the Associates’s degrees – an Associate of Applied Sciences is a vocational degree, while the Associate of Arts or Associate of Science is generally the first two years of a bachelor’s program. It is quite possible to have 3 separate Associate’s degrees and never take a class with a 300 or 400 number.

  • Sick as Christmas Approaches

    It’s an unpleasant lung and sinus infection. It goes well with asthma to cut down what I can do – yet this time, the disease vector was my grandson. Somehow, the sickness is kind of mitigated by that – it didn’t come from some anonymous student passing through the hallway in an unseen cloud of microbes.

    This time, I got Remi while I was working on the old service station – and despite the illness, I had the joy of giving him the rolling magnet to pick up nails. I may feel a bit crummy – hell, I do feel crummy – but I have the memory of the toddler rolling the magnet, and smiling with every click as a nail was pulled up and magnetism overpowered gravity. He doesn’t have the words yet – but in another ten or twelve years, there’s going to be a discussion about physics with his mother. I may or may not be there to see the interest in physics develop – but I was there when he discovered that magnetism can overpower gravity. It is enough to make the illness an insignificant cost.

    As my daughter took an interest in physics, and moved into quantum, I checked out books on the topic – studying to stay along with her for the next conversation, often in the car as we would drive home. It brought home thoughts to me – the realization that the power of probability combined with chemistry to make elegant experiments, while some atoms manage to stay out of the reaction. 99.9% purity is close enough for what we need – and things happen consistently.

    So I look forward to the next lessons, as the little guy discovers that pieces of copper, aluminum and lead are immune to the power of his magnet. I look forward to his learning of the special aspects of ferrous metals – and possibly moving on to the relationship of a compass to the planet he inhabits. A stuffy nose, sore throat, and congested lungs are a small price to pay for being the grandfather that sets the lessons in motion.