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The latest from member services: How to beat a drugs test with a fake willy bought over the internet. eBay has a lot to answer for.



Well shoot, there goes the neighborhood…

The gumball machine is an American tradition. Time was a child could take his nickel and get a shiny round blob of bubblegum in return. These days there’s no change from 50c, and you don’t get bubblegum any more either. With “prizes” like this grooming our young kids, is it any wonder there’s a mass shooting almost every day in this great nation? Shame on Coral Springs’ Coral Square Mall for allowing this machine on their premises.


Memories of an American hero

On this day of remembrance in the USA, countless recollections of heroism, sacrifice and loss abound… all of them as poignant as any other for the lives that were taken and the survivors who had to move on without loved ones. The tale of Lt John Napolitano, an NY firefighter killed inside one of the towers as he responded to the plane strikes, holds particular resonance for me. I met his father, also named John, in Manhattan as I was covering the first anniversary of the attacks, and have kept in touch since. I consider him a friend. John has had a hard time over the years coming to terms with his loss, yet on each of his son’s birthdays (July 4), every anniversary of Sept 11 and many other difficult days such as Father’s Day, Christmas, etc, has written such moving messages to his fallen son. In this year’s address, he tells of his granddaughters, just small kids when they lost their father, who are now almost grown young women. Like so many of his previous missives, John’s words moved me to tears, but, as always, he reminds us that his son should be remembered not for how he died, rather for how he lived. Father and son are an inspiration, no more or less important than the countless other families who were hurt on that terrible day… yet a true example of the toll that was taken.