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Monday, July 9, 2012

Where Have All the Good Guys Gone?


When we view a film we often wonder when and if a ‘good guy’ will appear on the screen. It seems in today’s Hollywood, bad guys are considered good guys while the real good guys, unless they are action heroes from comic books (who seem to show a lot of faults themselves) are seldom seen or have so many personal issues it would confuse the screen writer let alone the viewers who desire to see a real hero.
Give me a chance to watch Ben Cartwright once more!


J and L were invited recently behind the scenes to witness Day 7 of a film-shoot at the Thousand Pines Christian Camp, just outside of Crestline, California. The series being shot is Tales of the Frontier by film director/producer Tino Luciano and screen writer/producer Garry Lee Brooks  http://www.two-gunproductions.com/One of the most interesting aspects of this visit was not just to see the crew at work but to really experience the perspective behind the cameras. What we discovered about this series (and there will be more we were told) is a production company taking America back to when people were good, moral, and celebrating that goodness. It is about people choosing right, and doing right, not a series about dysfunctional families or groups of friends who spend their lives boring the rest of us with their trivial and mundane lives or so-called adventures (if one can refer to living and screaming in New Jersey as an adventure just to name one). Instead, what we found is that Tales of the Frontier is a refreshingly wholesome series about when people ‘screw up’ but have the guts to right that mistake. It is not a ‘blame the other guy’ series, but one of self-reflection, redemption and forgiveness.


We learned it was a well-paced, family oriented production which sent most of us on the set back to the days of Gunsmoke, Maverick, and The Big Valley.  There was no nudity, no over-the-top cursing scenes, and certainly no scenes where the bad guy finishes first. This production company has a certain message to deliver and that is: there are good guys and good gals surrounding us on a daily basis and we should embrace them.


Though they place the action back in the 19th century it does not date the message that the good will triumph over the evil. In fact, the day were on scene was set in 1886 when Adam Shepard (played by Chris Hlovek) rescued the love of his life Sarah Archer (played by Candice Bolek) from the grips of a mangy looking group of ruffians (played by the Pioneer Gunfighters out of Oak Hills, Ca).

We were privileged to watch the filming of the final scene for the first season, ‘The Bride,’ and cannot say enough about the professionalism and courtesy we were shown by the film crew including the director, writer, boom operator, sound man, make-up gal, and all the others who made us feel right at home.

J and L have to give Terry Kurtz http://terrykurtz.com/  a special thank you for inviting us to the filming location. Mr. Kurtz has been very involved with the crew, filming his own Behind the Scenes which can be viewed at his website or on YouTube. Terry is the consummate film master with steady hands, eagle eyes, and a sense for what is to be shot and what does not need the camera pointed in that direction.



Tino Luciano, the director/producer, was more than a gentleman on the set, and believe us the location was not an easy shoot for even such a distinguished person as Tino as the landscape consisted of extreme difficulties in steep grade and soft dirt. In fact, in one scene, prior to the shooting, Mr. Luciano actually had to carry the character ‘Sarah’ up a part of the escapement since her time period wardrobe would not allow her to make the climb so effortlessly and cleanly.

It should be mentioned that when Tino arm-carried Sarah many of the males standing around were a bit wounded since Candice Bolek is a very attractive, young and vibrant woman (besides being a darn good actress).   The sighs of ‘I should have gotten there sooner’ were heard around the film site. Climbing boots and faster legs should be in order for such shoots if one wants to win the leading ladies heart is our opinion.
The filming of the series Tales of the Frontier, which can be seen on http://askmilton.tv/  is something to share with all family members since it shows and teaches the value of love, forgiveness, and the idea that we all have issues on a daily basis but through trusting one another we can get through it all and for the better.



Stay tuned for Part 2 – “Quiet on the Set” – another installment of J and L’s time on the set with details and a lot more photos.

Truth and Love Endure


Monday, May 21, 2012

Under the Knife


The word surgery is based on the Latin "chirugiae" meaning "hand work."

Some of the earliest known surgeries include ceasarians and istrpanations, a procedure in which a small hole is drilled into the skull. Evidence is found in prehistoric remains dating back to Neolithic times that many early surgical patients survived, if not thrived, following these early surgeries some nine thousand years ago.

Later, the Ancient Greeks decided the practice of medicine should be more specialized, with physicians treating different diseases or parts of the body, as documented by Herodotus.  And let us not forget to mention Hippocrates who stated in his oath in 400 BC that general physician must never practice surgery -- those are to be conducted by specialists.

All of this is a rather long preamble to remind those who know and inform those followers who do not that both "J" and "L" of J and L Research and Exploration have been "under the knife" as it were, within the first four months of the year, and thought this mini-milestone bore reflection. 

For Laureen, it turned out to be a fairly simply surgical procedure.  Happily, as she has had a series of major and minor procedures over time; this turned out to be one of the easy ones. But as with all surgical procedures, this one was approached prayfully, with solemnity and cautious respect.  A trusted surgeon, a well-stocked recovery home (chicken soup, crackers, comfy clothes, etc.), and all the appropriate phone calls and visitors were received.  There is absolutely nothing to ease the soul before going into the unknown like knowing one had to opportunity to hug, to say "I love you," and know that someone who cares, will be there waiting for you. With John taking off time from work to make the first several days more comfortable...the worst she had to contend with was boredom and noisy puppy dogs.

For John, this was his third surgery and he truly dodged the bullet on this one. A relatively common procedure, a simple hernia, possibly two, became three hernias and a benign tumor.  The one hernia, which had eluded detection, had all but ruptured and could not be repaired in the modern conventional method (mesh, etc) but required more serious intervention.  The surgeon spent three and half hours restoring the torn and twisted body to a semblance of health.  John's hopes of returning to work in just under two weeks vanished along with what was left of his pride upon hearing he had had a rather negative reaction to anesthesia -- apparently demanding to be freed from his hospital bed and have his clothes returned.  One never knows how drugs will affect you.  Kids, just a reminder, as Nancy Reagan said, don't do drugs -- Just say NO! 

But this was a surgery that almost didn't happen.  The cardiologist had his doubts -- and the anesthesiologist almost cancelled the surgery because of a bad stress test.  Yet, when Dr. Rivera, the surgeon, reported how lucky we were to have caught the one sneaky hernia before it completely ruptured and led to much more serious complications, the perspective changed. Such is always the way is life -- weighing risks versus benefits.

We've come away with the keen awareness that as our daughter stated, any, every surgery is serious. One simply never knows. Laureen's was expected to be more serious - luckily, it was simple.  John's was expected to be simple - it was far from it. Every sunrise, every phone call, matter. The visits, calls, cards from friends and family before and immediately after surgery meant a lot. And calling again, to be certain that patient and caregiver were both well - meant more than most of you will ever know.  And more than we hope you ever have to experience.  We thank our daughters and their boyfriends for visiting before the surgeries to make sure the house was in order and sending us off with happy thoughts. We thank our daughters, sisters, mother, for the many phone calls to make sure that both patient and caregiver were well, and for your offers to help.  Though they will probably never read this blog, John of J&L would like to offer his thanks for the support and care to a complete stranger whom he hired to do some construction projects about the abode and this man stood reassuring him that everything would be fine, not to worry about the job or the billing until John became stronger.  Obviously the bill was paid upon completion, but the kind thoughts had been placed in the open by this wonderful individual.. And a strong thanks to a part of the J&L team, Paul who is always there for both of us, especially for John on this latest adventure below the surgeon's steel.

From J & L we just want everyone to realize that health is more important than anything else on this round ball we refer to as earth since it is our health, if we keep it strong and viable, which will allow us the many opportunities in the future to complete research and began the exploration of the many marvelous things surrounding us. 

And is not that what life should be about?

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Photo Hiking Palm Canyon


Borrego Springs

The day was crisp as we exited the RV, donned in our finest hiking apparel, which for today's hike, consisted of shorts, a short sleeve cotton shirt, hiking boots, hat, and the ever present Camel water pack. Whenever we photo hike (nature hike knowing one is going to indulge in photography), we carry plenty of water, high energy snacks (trail mix, jerky, etc.), emergency weather blanket (the silvery type which folds up to the size of a deck of cards), small first aid kit (again the size of deck of cards), and whatever else we feel might prepare us for any emergency might befall us depending the time of year and the nature of the terrain.
            In Borrego Springs, the morning may start as crisp and cool, but by nine a.m. near the end of March, the temperature will surely be nearing 90+ degrees Fahrenheit. Plenty of water, a comfortable wide brimmed hat and sunglasses are a must if you want to truly enjoy the path you will be taking in the desert.
            The trail started from the main campground in the State Park for about one half mile to the trail head near the group camping west of the entrance and proceeded for another 1.5 miles across a sandy rocky path well designated by the park service. The hike itself is not hard but given the rising temperature and numerous boulders a person had to traverse at various times we would register the trail as moderately easy especially when a person with physical disabilities may not be able to make it up through the narrowing canyon to the Palm Grove at the end of the trail.
            Sand turned into pebbles which turned into rock strewn ground which turned into large rocks and boulders marking the hiking path with little if any shade. By ten in the morning the temperature was nearing the low eighties and having the Camel water pack was a necessity.
            A moment divergence as we mention the number of ‘idiots’ out for the hike this particular morning. Not saying hiking this trail was idiotic but just the opposite since there is nothing like enjoying nature as we did along the Palm Canyon Grove path but it is the way people approached the journey that intrigued and confused the J & L partners.
            More than once we saw people, grown adults, walking by us with no containers of water, no hats, no sunglasses, but many had their tunes pounding through their earbuds. One obvious neophyte wearing flip-flops (which will only cause this wanna-be hiker to end up with bruised soles and aching toes). Many of these so-called hikers beginning the trail as we returned and the day began to reach its fullness of heat. One woman was dressed as if she were going to the ‘Mall’ for a shopping outing instead of a three mile hike in the middle of the desert including tight black spandex pants, baggy shirt, sweater cutely wrapped around her waist, and pumps. Quite the fashion plate but again no water, hat (probably would undo her "do"), or sunglasses. Laureen and I ended up making up a game between the two of us wagering how many people we passed on the trail who would not make it to the grove – our best guesstimate was 60%. One particular group we realized had no clue what they were doing asked us as we were on the return trip (five people huffing and puffing with no water, hats, sunglasses) how far was the palm grove from where they were standing. They had walked approximately a quarter of a mile over flat even sand and had not entered any of the switch backs covered with rocks and stones. They probably turned back as soon as we were out of sight.
            Back to the trail and the wonderful photographs we took of the rock formations, vistas of the valley floor, views of the canyon and all it had to offer two inquisitive visitors to the state park. The constant buzzing of thousands of bees swirled in the air above us as we made our way across the countryside between tall green bushes nearing the palm grove. To our excitement a small but sizable water fall greeted the traveler at the mile and a quarter mark which then introduced us to a viable stream of clean water flowing from the grove which was in the near proximity.
            Entering the palm grove at the end of the trail brought a delight of cool shaded air, first time out of the sun in over an hour, and a well deserved rest sitting upon a fallen giant of a palm tree. Listening to the running water from the springs which form the life saving creeks and waterfalls was comforting and added to the serenity of the grove.
            After a ten minute rest we headed back the way we came and made good time down the path and knew it had been a good day in the hinterlands of Borrego Springs and the Palm Canyon hike.
            We would definitely return in the future and highly recommend this nature trail for all those interested in getting up close with the natural world.