Some bird calls are to wake up their family and friends, some are to call the kids home, some are to attract mates, some are to assert dominance among a flock, and some are to warn kin of an encroaching predator…
May 2004
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Recycling = Profit: A Milwaukee Company Finds Savings in its Scraps
As I walked through the cavernous Milsco Manufacturing plant on the north side, I contemplated the size of the cows whose hides lay on rows of shelves in front of me. Freshly tanned and imprinted with a range of patterns, hides are the artist’s canvas of the leather product industry. Everything from “vascular” to “pigskin” imprinted leather.
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Nature’s Velcro
This spring the multitude of golden- and ruby-crowned kinglets flitting through trees along the Milwaukee River reminds me of a lesson learned while teaching a group of Franklin Pierce Elementary students more than three years ago. Kinglets are some of the smallest birds in the park, and the tale that follows is one that serves as a reminder of an unusual danger triggered by a common, aggressive, non-native plant.
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Spin City
by Judith Ann Moriarty
“Movers and shakers on the local arts scene.” What does that mean? Are they the 35 who attended a panel discussion/luncheon way back in the spring of 2003 at the esteemed Haggerty Museum of Art on Marquette’s campus?
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Between Mothers & Daughters: The Dreaded TALK
My Momma had four daughters and two sons to raise. I can understand the need for what she called nerve pills and times she spent whole days in bed, daring us to come to her room. But perhaps the hardest time for her was when we got our periods. That so misunderstood and feared red business. I don’t remember the “talk” like you see on TV. You know…the loving mom sitting on the corner of her daughter’s bed sharing in a gentle voice the facts about the birds and the bees and how to use a tampon…a loving hug as the camera fades.
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