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The last in Caro's Tahoe miniseries (but not the last of Tahoe content!) takes us to the Cal-Neva Hotel, a property that has changed hands many times, been host to celebrities, mobsters, politicians, and more over the years, and most recently, inspired a 2018 film featuring some folks you might be familiar with! Frank Sinatra and Marilyn Monroe are the most famous of the folk said to occasionally haunt the Cal-Neva and other Lake Tahoe properties, but they aren't alone. Sources https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tahoe_Biltmore#:~:text=The%20casino%20was%20purportedly%20haunted,Club%20casino%20across%20the%20street. https://www.sfgate.com/renotahoe/article/Tahoe-Biltmore-to-be-demolished-17080738.php https://www.sierrasun.com/news/from-haunted-tales-to-eyebrow-raising-myths-tahoe-has-plenty-of-spooky-stories/ https://cdcgaming.com/commentary/the-tahoe-biltmore-is-going-away-and-so-are-its-ghosts/ https://gaming-awards.com/NEWS/the-fall-of-tahoe-biltmore-a-legendary-casinos-demise-after-78-years/ https://www.sfgate.com/renotahoe/article/tahoe-biltmore-waldorf-astoria-19394545.php https://hauntedtahoe.blogspot.com/ https://www.reddit.com/r/Ghosts/comments/18lt7z4/paranormal_experiences_or_encounters_in_lake_tahoe/ https://ccgtcc-ccn.com/Biltmore.pdf https://www.elledecor.com/life-culture/travel/g2646/most-haunted-hotels-in-the-world/ https://www.nevadahauntedhouses.com/real-haunt/cal-neva-lodge-and-casino.html https://www.sierrasun.com/news/tahoe-history-paying-a-spooky-visit-to-a-haunted-casino/ https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/comments/1kdy3u/haunting_while_at_cal_neva_in_lake_tahoe/ https://www.laketahoetraveltips.com/the-cursed-casino-of-north-shore/ https://www.moonshineink.com/tahoe-news/spooked-out-storytellers/ https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/comments/239f1o/marilyn_monroe_and_frank_sinatra_haunt_the_cal/ https://www.boat-tahoe.com/best-of-tahoe/lake-tahoes-haunted-history-ghost-stories-and-legends/ https://renonr.com/2008/10/08/frank-sinatra-and-marilyn-monroe-may-haunt-the-cal-neva-lodge-at-lake-tahoe/ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bad_Times_at_the_El_Royale#:~:text=The%20El%20Royale%20was%20influenced,between%20the%20California%E2%80%93Nevada%20border. https://exclaim.ca/film/article/four_unsolved_mysteries_from_the_real-life_hotel_that_inspired_bad_times_at_the_el_royale https://www.wmagazine.com/story/bad-times-at-the-el-royale-explainer https://www.bustle.com/p/the-el-royale-isnt-a-real-hotel-but-bad-times-is-inspired-by-some-shady-haunts-of-the-rich-famous-12238235 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cal_Neva_Lodge_%26_Casino https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=888&dat=19630614&id=cpNPAAAAIBAJ&sjid=dFIDAAAAIBAJ&pg=2802,1568751 https://www.newspapers.com/article/the-ogden-standard-examiner/3626261/ https://www.newspapers.com/article/the-fresno-bee/3626378/ https://www.newspapers.com/article/delaware-county-daily-times/3627065/ https://www.sierrasun.com/news/cal-neva-the-tunnels-of-history/ https://snowbrains.com/the-history-of-the-cal-neva-lodge-on-lake-tahoe/ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clara_Bow
Trust is earned, respect is given, and loyalty is demonstrated, betrayal of any one of those is to lose all three. –Zlad K. Abelnour Clips Played: Illuminati Structure Explained by One Chosen as a Mother of Darkness Jessie Czebotar (odysee.com) Music: Trump reads the Snake ************************************** Psychopath In Your Life Chateau des Amerois […] The post VERY GRAPHIC SHOW: Did Elon Musk attend a Grand High Climax Ritual with Elite Hierarchy Children at the Vanderbilt Biltmore Mansion -Asheville, North Carolina in 1983? appeared first on Psychopath In Your Life.
Leslie Durso is not just a chef; she is a culinary artist who has dedicated her life to the art of creating exquisite plant-based dishes that not only delight the palate but also promote a sustainable and healthy lifestyle. With a culinary career spanning over 10 years, Leslie Durso has achieved recognition and acclaim for her innovative approach to vegan cuisine. She works as a consulting chef for hotels, resorts, and restaurants around the world and is currently the vegan chef at the Four Seasons Resort, Punta Mita, Mexico, Naviva, A Four Seasons Resort, and the Four Seasons Resort, The Biltmore, Santa Barbara. The Four Seasons named Leslie “Master Chef” of 2019. Episode Highlights: Strategies to make plant-based eating more approachable, delicious and satisfying. How fasting can be complemented with specific snacks that keep you in a fasted state. How to easily incorporate more fiber and plant-based protein into your diet. How (and why) cooking with quality ingredients enhances both nutrition and taste. Leslie's collaboration with Dr. Mindy Peltz on Eat Like a Girl, a cookbook focusing on women's health and nutrition. Leslie's delicious Basil Aioli, which she created with Fabalish. Tune in for an engaging conversation where Leslie shares her love for cooking, quality ingredients, and how to live a more vibrant life. Chapters 09:04 Making Plant-Based Cooking Accessible 11:54 The Importance of Eating Seasonally and listening to your body 20:55 Collaborating on Dr. Mindy Pelz's 'Eat Like a Girl' cookbook 24:01 The Importance of Fiber in Diet 33:02 Fasting and Plant-Based Nutrition 41:00 Nourishing Women Through Life Stages 45:48 Transitioning to Plant-Based Eating 49:05 Introducing Leslie's Basil Aioli Helpful links and resources: FB: https://www.facebook.com/cheflesliedurso/ IG: https://www.instagram.com/lesliedurso/ Purchase the basil aioli Purchase Eat Like a Girl cookbook --------------------------------------------------------- Save the date for our 7-Day Spring Liver Detox April 6-12, 2025 or sign-up now! --------------------------------------------------------- Thanks to our amazing Sponsor, Good Health Saunas. Good Health Saunas is proud to provide top-of-the-line infrared saunas that deliver the most impactful results for overall health and wellness. 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On a Sunday morning in April 1973, a 19-year-old drama major at the University of North Carolina, Asheville got dressed and left her dorm to walk the trails to the Biltmore botanical gardens to study in quiet and beauty as she liked to do on most weekends. Hours later, two teenagers stumbled onto the scene of her brutal murder.Was it an escaped psychiatric patient? Did a student kill her? Was it a local cult leader? What was a powerful family trying to hide and why did it seem like local authorities were helping them? Brian Santana, a professor who teaches a true crime course, and his brother Cameron, a retired police officer, join to discuss their search for answers in this 50-year-old mystery.To buy the book "A Murder on Campus: The Professor, The Cop, And North Carolina's Most Notorious Cold Case ":https://wildbluepress.com/murder-on-campus-true-crime-santana/Fill out our Listener Survey at:https://bit.ly/slhwinter25surveyCheck out the Silver Linings Handbook website at:https://silverliningshandbook.com/Check out our Patreon to support the show at:https://www.patreon.com/thesilverliningshandbookJoin our Facebook Group at:https://www.facebook.com/groups/1361159947820623Visit the Silver Linings Handbook store to support the podcast at:https://www.bonfire.com/store/the-silver-linings-handbook-podcast-storeVisit The True Crime Times Substack at:https://truecrimemessenger.substack.comContact me at silverliningshandbookpod@gmail.comThe Silver Linings Handbook podcast is a part of the ART19 network. ART19 is a subsidiary of Wondery and Amazon Music.See the Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and the California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.
On this episode, Tony Brueski digs into the eerie and iconic history of Miami's Biltmore Hotel, home to one of Florida's most infamous ghost stories. Who was Thomas ‘Fatty' Walsh, and how did his murder in 1929 lead to decades of spine-chilling sightings on the hotel's 13th floor? Through historical records and eyewitness accounts, we uncover the layers of intrigue behind the Biltmore's haunted reputation. From unexplained noises to chilling encounters with a portly man in period clothing, we'll explore the paranormal phenomena that have baffled investigators and captivated ghost enthusiasts for generations. Is the ghost of 'Fatty' Walsh real, or is the Biltmore simply a stage for our imaginations to play out?
On this episode, Tony Brueski digs into the eerie and iconic history of Miami's Biltmore Hotel, home to one of Florida's most infamous ghost stories. Who was Thomas ‘Fatty' Walsh, and how did his murder in 1929 lead to decades of spine-chilling sightings on the hotel's 13th floor? Through historical records and eyewitness accounts, we uncover the layers of intrigue behind the Biltmore's haunted reputation. From unexplained noises to chilling encounters with a portly man in period clothing, we'll explore the paranormal phenomena that have baffled investigators and captivated ghost enthusiasts for generations. Is the ghost of 'Fatty' Walsh real, or is the Biltmore simply a stage for our imaginations to play out?
In today's past life regression session, my client explores a past life connected to a déjà vu experience she had when she was 17. Years ago, she visited the Biltmore Hotel in Miami, Florida, and felt an uncanny familiarity with the building—almost as if she already knew her way around. During her past life regression, she began to recognize this historical location and recalled memories tied to it.After the session, I did some research and discovered that from 1942 to 1968, the Biltmore served as an Army Air Force hospital. Being from California, I had no prior knowledge of this history. It's always fascinating when past life memories align so perfectly with historical facts. Mayra Rath is a spiritual hypnotherapist specializing in Past Life Regression Therapy and QHHT Hypnosis. With over 25 years of experience, she has guided countless individuals through transformative journeys into their past lives, helping them uncover deep-rooted patterns and heal emotional wounds and traumas connected to previous incarnations.Based in Los Angeles, Mayra conducts sessions through her private practice, Soul Signs Hypnosis, both in-person and remotely. In addition to working with clients, she offers a comprehensive Past Life Regression Training Course and frequently shares her expertise through public lectures on the profound subject of past lives.For Bookings: Soul Signs Hypnosis Website: https://www.soulsigns.netSocial Media:TIKTOK: https://www.tiktok.com/@soulsignshypnosisInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/soul_signs_hypnosis/?hl=en Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1009959799420939 PODCAST: Past Lives with Mayra Rath Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
GDP Script/ Top Stories for January 14th Publish Date: January 14th From The BG AD Group Studio, Welcome to the Gwinnett Daily Post Podcast. Today is Tuesday, January 14th and Happy Birthday to Dave Grohl ***01.14.24 - BIRTHDAY – DAVE GROHL*** I’m Keith Ippolito and here are your top stories presented by KIA Mall of Georgia Macy's makes plans to close Gwinnett Place stores official Aurora Theatre hosting regional premiere of musical 'King of Pangea' PERFECT: All Georgia Gwinnett College 2024 nursing graduates pass NCLEX the first time All of this and more is coming up on the Gwinnett Daily Post podcast, and if you are looking for community news, we encourage you to listen daily and subscribe! Break 1: Kia MOG (07.14.22 KIA MOG) STORY 1: Macy's makes plans to close Gwinnett Place stores official Macy's has confirmed the closure of its department and furniture stores at Gwinnett Place Mall, part of 66 stores set to close in early 2025. This move aligns with Macy's strategy to focus on more productive locations. Gwinnett County purchased the Macy's buildings for $16.5 million as part of a redevelopment project, which includes plans for green spaces, commercial areas, and residential uses. The future of the Macy's spaces is uncertain, as the county considers whether to demolish or repurpose them. The Johns Creek Town Center Macy's is also slated for closure. STORY 2: Aurora Theatre hosting regional premiere of musical 'King of Pangea' Aurora Theatre is premiering Martin Storrow's musical "King of Pangea," a collaboration with the Lyric Theatre of Oklahoma. The show, opening Thursday, explores grief and healing through a boy's journey after losing his mother, blending realism and fantasy. Ann-Carol Pence, Aurora's co-founder, played a key role in its development. Despite the challenges of producing new musicals, "King of Pangea" aims to inspire conversations about life and loss. Storrow, originally a singer-songwriter, has spent seven years crafting this musical. After its Aurora run, the show will premiere in London this summer. Tickets are available at Aurora Theatre. STORY 3: PERFECT: All Georgia Gwinnett College 2024 nursing graduates pass NCLEX the first time Georgia Gwinnett College's nursing graduates achieved a 100% first-time pass rate on the NCLEX exam, surpassing state and national averages. This success reflects the quality of GGC's program, which uses a flipped classroom model and hands-on learning in modern simulation labs. Dr. Paula Gordon, interim dean, highlights the program's focus on real-world application and the support from clinical partners. Over the past four years, GGC's pass rate averaged 94.63%, compared to the national average of 90.17% in 2023. GGC also boasts a 100% job placement rate for its nursing graduates. We have opportunities for sponsors to get great engagement on these shows. Call 770.874.3200 for more info. We’ll be right back Break 2: Tom Wages (08.05.24 OBITS_FINAL) STORY 4: 'The Greatest Show On Earth' Coming To Gwinnett In February Norcross native Lauren Irving stars as "Aria" in the reimagined "The Greatest Show On Earth" by Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey, returning to Atlanta in February. The show features 75 performers from 18 nationalities, offering over 50 circus acts, including a triangular highwire, crisscross flying trapeze, BMX stunts, and the Double Wheel of Destiny. Irving, a Peachtree Ridge High School and Shorter University alum, expresses excitement about performing in her home state. The show promises a 360-degree viewing experience with thrilling and inspiring performances, running at State Farm Arena and Gas South Arena. STORY 5: King Tut exhibit part of the Biltmore Estate's 130th anniversary celebration Celebrating its 130th anniversary, the Biltmore estate in Asheville, NC, offers a memorable 2025 with a new "Tutankhamun: His Tomb and His Treasures" exhibition, seasonal events, and enhanced hotel experiences. Despite challenges from Tropical Storm Helene, Biltmore remains a serene destination. The Inn on Biltmore Estate has undergone a two-year redesign, featuring nature-inspired decor. Seasonal highlights include spring flower displays, summer outdoor activities, fall foliage, and Christmas festivities with candlelit tours and a 55-foot Norway spruce. The Tutankhamun exhibit runs from March 21, 2025, to January 4, 2026. Break: ***Guide Weekly Health Minute*** 08.27.24 GUIDE HEALTH MINUTE_FINAL*** Break 4: Ingles Markets 5 Signoff – Thanks again for hanging out with us on today’s Gwinnett Daily Post Podcast. 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Stāsta kinokritiķe, Rīgas Starptautiskā kino festivāla (Riga IFF) radošā direktore Sonora Broka. Neilgi pēc tam, kad 1927. gadā tika dibināta Amerikas Kinomākslas un kinozinātnes akadēmija, Losandželosas centrā, „Biltmore” viesnīcas kristāla zālē notika vakariņas, lai apspriestu jaunās organizācijas mērķus. Viens no šiem mērķiem bija izstrādāt metodi, kā godināt izcilus sasniegumus nozarē, tādējādi veicinot augstāku kustīgā attēla radīšanas procesa kvalitātes līmeni. Tobrīd gan Akadēmijas dienas kārtībā aktuālāki bija jautājumi, kas saistīti ar darbaspēku, nozares publisko tēlu, kā arī informācijas nodrošināšanu tehnoloģiskos un producēšanas jautājumos, un tikai 1929. gada maijā Rūzvelta viesnīcā Holivudā tika pasniegtas pirmās 12 apzeltītās statuetes, ko pazīstam kā “Oskarus”. Balvas dizaina — bruņinieka, kurš stāv uz filmas ruļļa un tur rokās zobenu – autors bija „Metro Goldwyn Mayer” jeb MGM mākslinieciskais direktors Sedriks Gibonss. Kinolentes ruļļa spoles pieci spieķi simbolizēja sākotnējās piecas akadēmijas filiāles – aktierus, režisorus, producentus, tehnisko profesiju speciālistus un scenāristus, bet zobens – nozares attīstības un labklājības aizsardzību. Ilgus gadus statuetes tika lietas bronzā un apzeltītas, bet Otrā pasaules kara gados tās tika izgatavotas no ģipša. Kādēļ Oskars? Pastāv vismaz trīs versijas – aktrise Beta Deivisa apgalvoja, ka statuetes aizmugure izskatījās gluži tāda pati kā viņas vīra Harmona Oskara Nelsona mugura. Žurnālists Sidnijs Skolskis tā nodēvēja balvu, rakstot par Ketrīnas Hepbernas uzvaru 1934. gadā, bet Akadēmijas tobrīd bibliotekārei, vēlāk izpilddirektorei Mārgaretai Herikai statuete esot atgādinājusi viņas tēvoci Oskaru. 1939. gadā laikraksts “Los Angeles Times” pārsteidzīgi nodrukāja uzvarētāju vārdus savā vakara izdevumā, kas iznāca īsu brīdi pirms ceremonijas – pateicoties šai rūgtajai mācībai, balvu ieguvējus turpmāk prese uzzināja vien kopā ar citiem, skatoties ceremoniju. 1953. gadā ASV Kinoakadēmijas balvu pasniegšanu pirmo reizi demonstrēja televīzijā, bet kopš 1969. gada ceremonija tiek pārraidīta arī ārpus ASV. Skatītāju miljoniem lēnām sarūkot pēc 2010. gada, tika nolemts ceremoniju saīsināt, kā arī sākt to agrāk. Tomēr Latvijā “Oskara” ceremoniju joprojām skatās vien rūdītākie kino fani – tās norise pēc vietējā laika sākas nakts vidū. Mūsdienās Amerikas kinoakadēmijai ir 55 cilvēku valde, kas pārrauga 17 atsevišķas filiāles, kas pārstāv dažādas kino jomas: aktiermākslu, režiju, scenāriju, skaņas montāžu un citas. Kopš 2016. gada, kad valde paziņoja, ka dažādos Akadēmijas biedru sastāvu, tās rindas ir paplašinājušās līdz aptuveni 8000 biedriem. Uzskaitot pāris kritērijus dalībai Akadēmijā: tajā netiek uzņemti ne televīzijas profesionāļi, ne preses pārstāvji, turpretī iepriekšējo gadu nominantiem uz balvu bieži dalība tiek piedāvāta automātiski. “Oskari” tiek piešķirti 24 kategorijās, un divās no tām, pateicoties Ginta Zilbaloža filmas “Straume” neticamajiem starptautiskajiem panākumiem, šogad ir cerība izskanēt arī Latvijas vārdam. Šobrīd ir izziņoti īsie pretendentu saraksti uz nominācijām 10 kategorijās, tai skaitā arī kategorijā “labākā ārzemju filma”. Tajā līdztekus tādām Latvijā redzētām filmām kā Metjū Renkina režisētajai “Universālajai valodai”, Magnusa fon Horna “Meitenei ar adatu”, norvēģu drāmai “Armands” un Berlināles „Zelta lāča” ieguvējai Senegālas dokumentālajai filmai “Dahomejas karaliste” ierindojusies arī “Straume”.
Biltmore Estate, in Asheville, North Carolina (where I live!) is essentially a whole other world. Some liken it to a "Disneyland" for the more historically-centered. Its history is wrought with questionable choices but its legacy teaches us much about economic history as well as class struggles. In this episode I explore the planning and building orchestrated by its creator, George Vanderbilt. In Part Two later this month I'll explore life at Biltmore and how it became the tourist Mecca we know it as now.For further reading in environmental history around this time, as mentioned in the episode, I recommend: Natural Rivals by John Clayton.Look History in the Eye, MelbourneWe're a history podcast for Melbourne lovers. Produced at the Victorian Archives Centre.Listen on: Apple Podcasts SpotifySupport the showSupport Unsinkable on Patreon for as little as $1/month: https://www.patreon.com/unsinkablepodOr buy me a coffee!: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/labeadlesBuy Unsinkable shirts here!: https://www.bonfire.com/unsinkable-the-first-t-shirt/Support the pod via my Bookshop Storefront: https://bookshop.org/shop/unsinkablepodFind me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/unsinkablepod/
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The Hoes and Bitches Need A Champion.Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. ‘Once you go Black, you don't go back; unless you are an Amerindian, Arabic, Asian, Black, Indian, Latina, or White girl, or guy who has tried Black, then found sexual fulfillment with a non-Black person and created a blissful relationship with them'Introduction:Right off the bat, be warned that I'm using the 'N' words, nigger, niggah, my niggah, plus homie, thug, coon, buck, spook, spade and whatever other crude racial slurs that come to mind. This story plays to both Black and White stereotypes.Lastly, this story is rather flippant with the entire concept of sexual assault. Those who have red my previous tales know this is not my attitude at all. For the sake of this genre I had to grapple with the concept of forcing a woman and 'making them love that cock'Prelude:My tale begins as the Winter Man Saga 1300 years ago, about the year 700 AD. One small clan of my Swedish ancestors lost a brutal feud with their neighbors. Their farms were burned, animals slaughtered and their women and children taken as slaves. Only three young brother-warriors survived, wounded but unconquered. The victors chased them high into the mountains when a terrible winter storm struck.The three brothers were trudging across a glacier between the mountain peaks in Whiteout conditions. The lead brother stepped into a crevasse and slid to the bottom of the glacier. Not giving up on their last kinsman, the other two slid down into the darkness after him. At the roots of that glacier they found an ice cavern formed by snow that fell 100,000 years ago.They melted the ice for water with their body heat and in doing so, unleashed a demoness (virus) that no man had ever known and survived. The three men grew very sick, but their fierce desire for vengeance kept them from succumbing. When they emerged from their icy tomb, they discovered that several of their pursuers had frozen to death in the blizzard and the rest had returned to their stolen homes and purloined lands, thinking the three brothers were dead.In the dark of the long northern night, they snuck upon the Great Hall of their enemies. When one of the brothers saw his 'former' wife doing a slave's work, he revealed himself to her. She rejoiced at the return of her love; physically, then brought the three table scraps to survive on. In the process, they learned that their sisters were also alive and the sexual playthings of their male nemeses.Due to the depth of winter, stealing back their womenfolk wasn't possible. They'd all freeze to death if they didn't starve first. To repay their enemy's wickedness, one of the brother's snapped and raped one of the chief's daughters. He was possessed with an unearthly desire and held her in a stable for hours. Only when he was utterly spent did he fall asleep.She ran to her father and returned with many warriors. So the first of the brothers was taken. He was tortured and abused. For three long nights he suffered at the hands of his captors yet refused to admit any of his other brothers were still alive. After that third night, the chief's daughter sneaked past the sleeping guards of the chained man, and raped him.For the next five nights, while her father, brothers and husband slept, she raped and raped and raped that brother. On the fifth night, a sister-in-law caught her at it. The daughter pled for the other to spare her; that the man's sexual prowess had ensnared her. She even challenged her kinswoman to sample the 'fruit' before turning her in. Five women later, the brother cracked and told the women how to find his brothers.The night after the Spring Equinox Celebrations, the women of their enemy rose up and slaughtered all their adult menfolk at the behest of the three brothers, on the conditions that their youngest sons be spared and that the men continue to share their favors with all the womenfolk (who were not their kin).The Sammi ClanThe isolated region of the land of the Swedes kept my ancestors out of contact with the wider world for some time. Many generations later, a son of that clan came to lead a band of (female) Finns. His Swedish name is forgotten. The Finns called him Sami (the Exalted One, no shit). He and this band took to fur trading along the Eastern tributaries of the Volga.In time, this group became identified with the Varangian. The Sons of Sami intermarried with the Slavs, becoming Slavicized and the Sons of Sami became Samsonovs. They followed the Rus expansion into the eastern tributaries of the Volga reaching Nizhny Novgorod in the 10th century.Then came the Mongol Conquest, the Tartar Yoke, Rus reunification and the Russian drive across Siberia. The Samsonovs remained tightly clannish and uncomfortable in urban settings. That wanderlust led them across the Bering Straits into Alaska where their genetic abnormality, the gift of that ancient demoness (virus), slumbered in isolation and monogamy.After a thousand years, the tales of mass orgies with strange women and protective female war bands faded into obscurity. Then my Mom, the brilliant, driven eccentric came along. Once she became enraptured with her own Samsonov lover, she had to know the secret of Samsonov men's sexual prowess.With her burning intellect and educational background, she eventually figured it out. She was also amoral enough to keep the knowledge to herself and vengeful enough to plan to use our curse as a weapon.My Living Family· Father, Nikolay 'Nik' Samsonov;· Mother, Gayle Fonteneau Samsonov;· The Triplets, Alexander 'Alex', Mikhail and Vladimir 'Vlad'; that's me.Sitting at the dinner table, I protested; ‘Mom, You actually expect me to believe my Father, Brothers and I have the genetic capability to addict every woman we have sex with to our schlongs? That's nuts!'Mom retorted; ‘As opposed to thinking the color, length and girth of a phallus makes any woman lose all sense of loyalty, morality and decorum so she can become a man's sex sleeve, whore, bitch, property? Yes, I do.'The lives of my family took an unexpected detour in the spring of this year. My great-aunt Matilda (Mattie) died and willed her estate to Mom. I had never met the woman while she was alive yet in death she would have a profound effect on all our lives. Mom's family was a mess; a crowded dingy with a madhouse of odd characters.Lionel was my eldest maternal uncle. He was a Big, Bulging Brain working as a Chief Technical Advisor for NASA; a solitary crusader for all Mankind. What was he a technical advisor for? If anything left terra firma for more than fifteen seconds, he knew every detail about it. That included volcanic eruptions too. When we were younger, he invited us to various volcanoes (both above and beneath the waves). Great guy.Cassius, my second uncle, was serving time in Indonesia for piracy. Mom said he was meaner than every saltwater crocodile that ever lived. The two times I'd met him, he'd been a lean, happy laconic kind of guy with a love for military history. Mom said he was a charismatic rebel who was possessed by an obsession to defy authority in all its forms.Dido was child number three; my Mom's older sister, married to an Evangelical Televangelist in Nebraska under an assumed name, Paula Richmond. She also had a MD in Psychiatry and a Master's in Public Communications (under her real name), which she kept secret from the fundamentalist congregation. The few times we met; she was the perfect mother. Secretly, we three sons wished she'd been our mother instead of our real mother. Mom said Aunt Dido was a master manipulator and wielded a cruel whip;Then there was Mom's twin, Uncle Theo, who never lived in one place, traveled all around the globe and had every law enforcement agency in the civilized world looking for him. We always receiving presents from him during all the normal holidays; like Michaelmas, Holy Week, the start of Lent, Martinmas (his favorite) and our birthdays; which arrived at random, unrelated times of the year and never from the same location.He was the only one we'd never met, but the one Mom loved the most. Dad suspected he was a narco-trafficker while Mom insisted he was too paranoid to be considered reliable for that line of work. Mom told us he'd spent his formative years killing people for Uncle Sam until one day he simply walked away from Fort Bragg and became an independent contractor.The Defense Department sent some fine, brave men from Joint Special Operation Command, to talk to Mom every few months. They made sure not to trip over the CIA and Homeland Security types who occasionally staked out our house. We boys guessed they came around every time Uncle Theo assassinated people. Mom taught us how to appreciate them in an elaborate ritual she called 'April Fool's, which became an 'any day of the year' activity.My Mom's father (I never met the guy) was a leader of a cult in Nevada. He went down, guns blazing during a DEA raid. Apparently his interests included both harems and marijuana production.Mom's mom? She left my Mother outside a dive bar in San Diego and was never seen again. She had doctorates in Biology and Physics as well as the reputation for being a certifiable Space Cadet. Mom insisted her mom hadn't abandoned her, she'd simply forgotten where she left her youngest daughter who was 15 at the time.After five days, Mom decided to join an Alternative Rock band instead of looking for the lady yet again. Seven years later, she was declared legally dead; though all her offspring believed she was still alive; somewhere; doing something.Then you had Dad's family. We had some characters on that side of the family, just not like Mom's. For starters, Samsonovs were bred for law enforcement. We'd been arresting bad guys since the 1500's. We'd been doing that in Alaska since the time of the tsars. When the Alaskan Territory was sold to the United States; well, my ancestors simply started writing their reports in English instead of Russian.Over the centuries, we had bagged serial killers, smugglers, poachers, drug dealers, domestic abusers and thieves. Mostly they arrested drunks and wackos. My Great Grandfather Petrov was a law enforcement legend in Alaska. Alone, he ran down a pack of murderous robbers in the dead of winter before they made it to 'safety' in the Yukon Territory.In the spring, they found them frozen solid, him leading five men, he recorded in his journal he'd killed the other three while apprehending the gang, back in chains. That pretty much defined the nature of my Father's family, no too many stellar geniuses, but always relentless past all norms of endurance and reason. The moment females were allowed in law enforcement, the womenfolk joined the profession.My Aunt Iliana was in the Coast Guard, that made her the 'Black sheep' in this clan. Taking the law out to the high seas was about as wild as Dad's family got. Dad was pretty much the standard issue for my kin. Big, Dad was 6' 5' and 290 lbs., and about as imaginative as a glacier. Why Mom married Dad had long been a mystery to his sons.Don't get me wrong. I loved my Dad, but the man used a grand total of twenty different sentences his entire life. The fewer words he had to speak, the happier he was. He was a nice guy, never drinking too much and I'd never seen him lose his temper. He smiled, was unerringly polite and had always been helpful and playful with us kids from our earliest memories.Grandpa, my great-aunts and -uncles, my aunts, uncles and cousins by blood were the exact same way. I mean that quite literally. We all pretty much looked alike as well. Those who married, married eccentrics. In our regular family get-togethers that translated over to the blood kin in one room saying and doing nothing (we were already cluing into some sort of primitive telepathy) and being very happy that way, while the married relations were in another room packing on the lunacy.There was no middle ground; you were either a silent, brooding peak in the Samsonov mountain range, or the aurora borealis. That left me and my brothers, we were triplets, in a precarious position. We looked like smaller versions of our Dad (we were still growing) yet were totally at the mercy of our Mother most of our young lives. Recall what I said about eccentrics and lunatic behavior. Mom was the Queen of the Asylum.Mom quickly fell in love with 'things' and she loved doing those things with family. Since Dad worked long hours, family meant my brothers and me. We could make passable pottery by age seven. Krav Maga? Screw this 'driving to some dojo in Anchorage' crap. Mom signed us up for a two week course in Israel and online lessons for a year. Archery, check. Rewiring our house and refitting all the plumbing, check.The three of us were SCA squires at age 12. Pleading to Dad was pointless. He'd smile, mess up our hair and remind us these excursions made our Mother happy aka he wasn't going to help us have normal lives. We had some ex-Green Beret guys teach us outdoor survival skills in Wyoming. We could pull wool, make thread and knit a set of pants and sweaters.I and my brothers had to memorize 1200 medically useful plants before we could get our Christmas presents when we were 14. We free-climbed mountains, ran 10Kms, kayaked, were proficient seamen on a sailing ship and learned how to navigate by the Sun, Moon and stars. Around the age of 15, we figured out that Mom had a ton of money squirreled away. There was no way Dad, with his civil servant's salary, could afford all this crazy shit.By the age of 18 we had such a crazy patchwork set of skills, we weren't sure what we would end up doing with our lives; though tracking down Uncle Theo and living a life on the run was looking more attractive every month. What we didn't have were great social lives. We all had girlfriends at one time, or another, but they never lasted.Right before any of us were about to get serious with any girl in high school, my Mom dragged us off; to things like a five day course on Renaissance artwork in Milan; that's Italy. We had to learn to speak Italian in three days, plus during the flight over. Mom made it easy for us. We could only speak Italian the entire time. Doing that at school was 'fun'. Dad? He smiled and said nothing for three days.Welcome to the Fonteneau House, Kingston, ArkansasAnyway, Mom's Great-aunt Mattie kicked the bucket and left her vast fortune in northwestern Arkansas to my Mom. The old bird hated the rest of the nutjobs in the clan, but adored my Mom (and Theo). Upon receiving the news, my brothers and I began thinking the same thing: banjo lessons, redneck stunts and girls in Daisy Dukes. By 'fortune' we were thinking a ramshackle Ozark shack sitting on a mountain top.Nope. Great-aunt Mattie was loaded. In fact, Mom's whole family had tons of money. They'd made a killing, quite literally, during the White expansion westward using various despicable means. They'd even been cursed by an entire Indian Tribe for bilking them off their land. Mom's family blamed that malediction for their bizarre behavior.That Arkansas home was actually the summer residence for the Fonteneau clan from a hundred years ago. Along with the palatial residence came thousands upon thousands of acres spread over a quarter of the state (and some land in Texas, Missouri and Oklahoma too).Tara, or the Biltmore estate, it was not, but it certainly had pretensions. It was a wide and roomy, rambling Victorian structure. The house proper (there were two barns, a stable, storage sheds, two garages, one attached and the other stand-alone, semi-attached servant quarters and four outlying hunting lodges) abutted the Kingston town limits.The place was big enough to require Mom to employ six staff;Phineas Cobb the third, an angry, sullen old White guy and his carbon-copy son, Phineas IV, were our two Wardens. That meant they took care of the outlying property which included hunting down poachers, interlopers and moonshiners (the competition, no doubt) and seeing to the upkeep of the various lodges, roads, trails and bridges around the place. Phineas the third and Mom; well, he cried and hugged Mom when he saw her, so we didn't know what to think of him and his son.Bebe Marston worked the stables and the twelve horses therein. She was a college dropout, White and 21; a woman at one of life's crossroads. Great Aunt Mattie brought her on a few months before she passed on. Bebe was a bit shy and distant around the menfolk. Mom treated Bebe like her long lost daughter; they got along fine.Thomas Freeman was the groundskeeper. Thomas seemed nice enough, a polite and somewhat deferential older Black man. I liked him. Mom fired him the moment the lawyer finished reading Maggie's Will. She believed the man was a back-biter, liar and a thief.Kamika Perry was the cook. She was a largish, plump Black woman with a large family in town. She was a tyrant in the kitchen but friendly and out-going everywhere else. She knew Mom from before; before what, we didn't know. She was close to Mom's age and was the niece of the former cook. She and Mom were cordial yet a tad formal.Nefertiti Cooke was the upstairs maid. She was a whip-tin attractive Black woman in her late-20s and joined Thomas heading out the door. Mom discharged her due to Nefertiti's sour attitude and general unwillingness to adhere to a work schedule.Anita Turner was our downstairs maid and overall manager of the other servants. Like Kamika, she knew Mom from her previous stay at the house, though Anita was already part of the staff back then. They acted like old friends though they understood the mistress-servant dynamics of their relationship.Mom solved our labor shortage by bringing in Mexicans (Hondurans actually). The two families divided up the nine rooms in the detached servants' quarters with Bebe, since Anita and Kamika lived in town and the Cobb's had their own cottage somewhere on the property.Hector Martinez became our new groundskeeper. He had a wife, Maria. Mom enrolled her in some online college courses so she could get a teaching license. They were both pretty young.Consuela Castro was our new upstairs maid. She was a single mother with a son, Gustavo (10), and a daughter, Isabo (6); they went to the local elementary school in town. Both families were very nice to us and seemed happy with their current circumstance. Since this job was their first go at being domestic servants, Mom told us to be patient and respectful while they learned the ropes from Anita and Mr. Cobb (only Mom could call him Phineas without pissing him off).My brothers and I, our Father, the Martinez's and the Castro's couldn't have predicted the shit-storm Mom was creating between our house and the dominant Black populace of Kingston along the great racial divide. The Hondurans had spent half their lives learning to keep their heads low when faced with discrimination. We didn't, nor did we know that Mom was acting with deliberate malice of forethought at that time.To help appreciate our understanding of the situation, we triplets had known a grand total of four Black people well enough to call them by their Christian names our entire lives. One was a crazy, older guy who had been a sniper at some point in his military career. By crazy, I meant he'd go off on tangents in mid conversation, or just stopping entirely. We all liked the guy.He and Granddad Samsonov were real tight. They'd served together in Vietnam and we boys suspected something bad had happened to them both, something which scarred and bound them together closer than brothers. He and Alexander went hunting all the time back in Alaska. All I knew was Morris (Grandpa's comrade-in-arms) was treated like family.That meant if Morris got in trouble, fifteen to twenty Samsonov's would show up to bail him out. That's what family meant. The other two were a retired Air Force couple, Parker and Mariana Carrington plus their infant William, that had moved in next door (that's 40 yards away in Alaska) when I was fourteen. They were in their early thirties and wanted to start a family. The woman had been pregnant with her second child when we left.My Mom and another neighbor trundled her off to a clinic during her first birth. Dad had driven fifty miles in a blizzard to get her husband, so he could witness his firstborn come into the world. The man worked as a fishing boat mechanic and had gotten stuck at work when his wife went into early labor. It was the Alaskan way to look after one another.I never much thought about minorities. There were nearly as many Native Alaskans attending my schools as White folk. The Natives knew my family going back eight generations. I had a few cousins who were 'First Peoples'. Minority? Majority? We were Alaskans and that was that.Again, I didn't think much about there being a social and economic racial crevasse when I showed up in Kingston, Arkansas. I probably would have been totally blind-sided about it if Dad hadn't done his due diligence and went to the Kingston Police Station and Davis County Sheriff's Office to report his status as an Alaskan State Trooper and register his firearms.Since we didn't know what to look for, we missed the obvious signs of trouble. The Black police officer that Dad talked to was; impolite. He informed Dad there would be no 'courtesy' given despite Dad's professionalism, i.e. he wasn't permitted to carry any of his licensed firearms. The Sheriff's department was very different.We met the Sheriff and the man got Dad to be about as verbose as I'd ever seen him. The Sheriff verified Dad's story, gave him a 90 Day permit for his sidearm and told him to make no never mind over the Town cops' hostility. He certainly seemed pleased Dad had three big, strong, strapping boys and gave Dad an application to join his department.That night, Dad informed us all at the dining room table he was considering the Sheriff's job offer. Mom was secretly pleased (like her sister, she IS an evil mastermind and master manipulator). Anita, Bebe and Kamika were eating with us as well, Mom insisted all the help do so (the Hondurans weren't with us yet), and I detected a hint of worry in their posture. I would have thought 'us' staying in the house, thus their continued employment, would be seen as a good thing.Welcome To Kingston.That night, over some late night cocoa, Mom gave the family the regional 4-1-1. Kingston was 75% Black, 20% White and 5% other. The rest of Davis County was 95% White and 5% Black and other. In Kingston, the Blacks ruled the town. All elected officials and police officers were Black. The Sheriff's department had a few Black officers, but was mostly White.It would have been all White except a combined lawsuit by Southern Poverty Law Center and N Double A CP, forced the County to 'integrate'. I asked the logical question: why hadn't the town been forced to integrate too? Mom told me that wasn't how things worked in the Lower 48. Here, Blacks couldn't discriminate; they could only be discriminated against.The Federal government said so. I was sensing shades of Uncle Theo in Mom's blanket assessment of things. My brothers and I were wrong. Mom was right. We were entering White Man's Hell aka Big Black Cock Country. Of course, Mom wasn't sadistic, or masochistic. She had a tidbit of knowledge no one this side of British Columbia was aware of, a Secret Weapon.Dad applied for and got the job of Senior Deputy, which riled some of the other (read: Black) deputies, but Dad's extensive experience and easy-going manner eased his entry into the unit. Mom remained Mom, an unconventional, beautiful, free-spirited kook. She made no effort to make friends. I was the boldest of the triplets so I asked her why.‘Do you know how your Father's family would rather hack of a hand than go back on their word?' she gazed at me intently. I nodded. When she said 'Father' instead of 'Dad', this was our cue that this was a Major Life lesson we had best memorize. ‘These people aren't like that. They will take that which is not theirs, break trusts, sully families and lie to your face.'‘These women are all bold-faced whores, cock-hungry tramps and sluts who get abortions because they don't know what color the daddy is. The males are either the kind of men who would sleep with those kinds of women, or gutless wonders who won't fight for their rights as boyfriends, brothers, fathers, fiancés and spouses.'‘This is a colored thing, right?' I guessed. I wanted to be wrong.‘Got it in one,' Mom patted me on the shoulder. ‘Most White men in town are spineless wimps, Black men jump on whatever cunt they can crack open and women of either color put up with it, even beg for it. I know because I was once like them.'‘You and Dad?' I worried. Mom gave a deep, hearty laugh.‘That is not going to be a problem, I promise you. The only man for me is your Father,' she smiled. ‘I had plenty of lovers before your Dad. Since one month after I met him, I've never been with another man, or woman, or even wanted one.' More than I wanted to know, but good news none the less.While we were moving in the small amount of belongs that had followed us from Arkansas, two Kingston cops stopped by to see what we were doing. I had spent my entire life around law enforcement who knew about me and my clan. They were always friends and people we could trust. Kingston PD was a rude awakening we weren't in Alaska anymore.They were brusque and intimidating. Their real purpose was to remind my family the house was part of the town, even if the back acreage was not. Mom snorted at their pale deception. She asked to see their warrant. They asked if there was some reason they might need one. Mom politely asked them to leave as they were trespassing.They basked in their defiance. What could Mom really do? If she went all redneck and produced a gun, they'd lock her up, pointing weapons at law enforcement was stupid. Sadly for the cops, familiarity breeds understanding too. Mom gave us the April Fools' signal. Alexander, our oldest triplet, moved the cargo truck so it blocked the officers' view of their patrol car.While Mom looked peeved, feeding the Black cops sense of empowerment, my youngest triplet Mikhail and I (Vladimir) stripped their car of all easily removable parts; the dash-cam went first. They wanted to loiter around on our property? We let them behave stupidly. We dumped the parts and our work gloves in a packing box and carried it right past them.We walked straight out the back too. There was a burning barrel which we made prompt use of, for the oily gloves and box. We had spares. Mikhail tended the fire as I picked up a broken cinder block, a heavy-duty trash bag and walked a few hundred yards to the bog near the creek that ran through our property, county land. The bag and contents went into the bog.I used a branch to make sure it sunk deep before returning. Cleaning off my boots with the outdoor hose completed my destruction of evidence. Ten minutes later a member of the Arkansas Highway Patrol stopped by to see what the problem was. Mom had called them before the sabotage had even begun. She didn't know these two personally, but she knew from earlier visits to her aunt that these two were going to give us 'attitude'.Calling the Sheriff's Department would only cause a standoff where the police had the upper hand, the whole town jurisdiction thing. By the time the HP arrived, Alexander had left with the truck so when the Highway Patrolman began expressing concern for my Mom's civil rights, the two buck butt-bandits made to leave. That didn't work out well for them.First came the circus of the discovery they were missing key parts of their vehicle and the lack of an explanation of how that had happened. Mom wouldn't let the town cops search her place. She happily let the Highway Patrolman (who happened to be Black too) look around. We'd used the hose and the burning barrel because moving was nasty, sweaty work, especially in the Arkansas summer heat.The two policemen blamed us, the triplets. Mom asked them when, in the cops thirty minute trespass, had her 'little angels' stolen the parts, why we would do such a criminal thing, and if they knew where the parts might be. The Highway patrolman was kind of curious about the length of their stay as well.The cops lied, Mom went inside and brought back the camcorder that had taken in the entire event. They were caught in the lie and all they could claim was the cargo truck had been strategically placed to block a visual to their car; as we unloaded our truck. Mom even got the Highway Patrolman to co-sign her complaint to the Arkansas State Police Criminal Investigations department.Mom knew this one wouldn't go anywhere. She had lived with cops long enough to know the value of building up a case file. Alexander was off returning the truck in another county, so he was safe. Mom called him and Dad so they could hook up before Alexander came home. She counted on the cops to be petty and they were.Alexander was on a motorcycle. When he got pulled, the city cops pulled in front of him. Dad stopped as well. Despite their continuing pressure to make Dad leave, they had no legal grounds to do so, he was Alexander's father, who would be responsible for Alex's ride if they took him into custody. Being an off-duty sheriff's deputy wasn't good enough, yet Dad's point was telling.Cops always pull up behind a suspect, not ahead of them unless they want to ignore the dash-cam evidence. Dad had pulled up in his Sheriff's vehicle behind Alexander and his dash-cam was recording everything. They let Alexander off with a Warning Ticket and departed giving father and son dirty looks. School was five days off. We checked out the property for two days. The third morning my brothers and I, on motorcycles, decided to explore Kingston.Having never before confronted such blatant racism, we weren't afraid, we were furious. We hadn't done anything to anybody. We were from Alaskan-Russian stock and had never owned a person ever, as far as we knew. We certainly weren't invested in this whole 'Black slavery, White guilt' issue. Those who gave us attitude about 'White privilege' didn't care for our counter, that saying all White people were alike was equally racist.As Mom had warned us, Black people couldn't be racist; just ask them. Mind you, many of the town's Black residents were friendly and helpful. They just weren't friendly enough to defend us from the 'haters'. At the end of the first day, Mikhail nearly got in a fight with five members of the Black post-high school crowd who were fucking with, and sitting on, our bikes.Where we came from, that was rude in the extreme. When he appeared to be alone, they were boisterous enough. When Alexander and I stepped out of the pool hall (we'd been made unwelcome there), they backed off from their threatening rhetoric. They still wouldn't leave, or get off our bikes. The three versus five odds didn't deter us.It was the lack of faith in the local justice system that encouraged Alexander and me to hold Mikhail back. We had an answer to their intransience, crowding. It takes a great deal of cool to have three guys, all over six feet tall and 220 lbs. lean in on you while you are sitting down. When the current bastard was dealt with, we moved to the next. Before the group could figure a way to thwart us, we had retrieved our bikes and were headed home.The next day, we took Mom's 2012 Shelby V8 Mustang out for a drive. We found the three spots in town the 'White folk' hung out in. We had the Country Western Redneck posse' section of town, pseudo-riche Southerner clique downtown region, and the movie theater (theoretically neutral turf). The saner White middle class had departed for safer pastures, they had established their own municipality a few miles outside of town).The rednecks welcomed our physicality. We were attempting to fit in until they began talking about all those damn 'niggahs'. Alexander broke down after a bit and asked what a 'niggah' was. It was a 'coon'. Since that was of no help, we asked what a 'coon' was.The regulars found our naiveté amusing. It took us three minutes of running a verbal obstacle course to piece together that 'niggahs' was their inbred pronunciation of 'niggers' (a term we knew from TV and movies) which was idiot slang for a Black person. We were 'crackahs', idiot slang for crackers aka White people. Hispanics were 'beeners'; yeah, right.We also learned that the favorite activities for teenage rednecks was knocking over mailboxes as they sped down the road, beating up White girls who sucked Black cock and beating up 'niggahs' who touched White girls. My analysis was that these yahoos were long on talk and short on action.I wasn't a fashion icon yet I could tell these boys could use a bath and some fresh clothes. The girls who hung around this crowd looked about as loyal as salmon during spawning season. At 18, we were hardly experienced, but we weren't desperate virgins either. Girls we had just been introduced to, flirting with us and suggesting later sexual rendezvouses were a definite turn-off because God knows who else they'd been doing it with.That led us to the riche clique. Among the guys; half were snobbish closet gays who weren't our thing. The other half were rich straight guys pretending to be rednecks. Rich White girls pretended to be friends with the rich Black girls. They were used to being pampered by their rich White boyfriends while eyeing every Black stud that crossed their path.Until they realized Samsonov = Fonteneau, they were snide. After that, they tried to convince us we were all (distantly) related. Bloodlines and riches were not the basis for what we called friends so we politely postponed any celebrations.The Cineplex was a hunting ground for all ages. White women I was pretty sure were married to someone else engaged in sexual liaisons with Blacks; be they teens, business types, or lay-abouts. We had no idea if these were random hook-ups, or affairs and we didn't really care.Having wasted nine hours of our lives we definitely wanted back, we ended up rendezvousing with Mom and Dad at his boss's, the Sheriff's, place. Whatever else he was, Robert ‘Big Bob' Carson wasn't an underpaid county employee. His home was nice, expansive, relatively new and sitting on four wonderful acres of land, half woodland/half professionally maintained lawn and gardens. He had an expansive deck with a built-in grill, hot tub and pool out back.My brothers and I had been under the impression this would be an office outing. It ended up being our two families; the five of us, Big Bob and his daughter, Brandy Crystal Carson. There was no Mamma Carson in sight and a lack of family pictures was noticed by us and our Mom. Dad and Bob (it was tough to call him Big Bob when Dad was bigger than he was) were deep in conversation at the outdoor grill when I arrived.‘Vlad, come out here,' my Dad called to me in his easy going manner.‘Brandy!' Bob shouted. I promptly showed up. Dad wasn't a passionate disciplinarian. I didn't hustle out of fear. I hurried out because I wanted my Dad to look good in front of the Sheriff. ‘Hello Vlad,' Big Bob greeted me. ‘You are a strapping lad, big like your Daddy.'That was a bit odd. I had only heard one person call my Father 'Daddy'. That was my Mom when she was feeling frisky. Mom walked around the house naked when the mood struck her (even when we had guests over) and had few compunctions about hopping into Dad's lap when she wanted attention. That was a common enough occurrence that 'us' boys had learned to sneak out of the room quietly before we were ten.Only in the last two years had we figured out part of Mom's bizarre sexual behavior was caused by Dad being utterly clueless where women were concerned. He could spot a shoplifter at a glance, or an expired car registration at fifty feet on a moonless night. I had seen a car saleswoman hit on Dad when he was getting his newest pick-up. She did everything but flash her tits and do a striptease; it all went right over Dad's head.‘Brandy! Get your ass down here!' Bob bellowed. She must have been most of the way to us because she materialized five seconds later.‘Yes Daddy,' Brandy sounded bored. I was too busy gawking to see Big Bob's reaction to his daughter's insolence.Brandy was beyond gorgeous (according to my personal standards). She had pale-blonde hair in a ponytail that clearly went past her shoulder blades. Her caramel skin was the beneficiary of countless sessions with a tanning booth. Her eyes were the darkest blue I'd ever seen. Breasts, Jesus, they were large and firm. I could tell that because she had on a pink crop-top and no bra. I could almost see the bottoms of each orb.Her stomach was muscled with a thin layer of fatty tissue to give her real womanly curves and she had curves to spare. Her waist was narrow and her hips were wide, complimenting her breast size. She had on super-short, cut-off, 'faded-almost-to-White' denim jeans that accentuated her dark skin. Her ass was to die for. A bit big but well-muscled, each a perfect hemisphere.Her thighs and calves were the product of consistent exercise. Hot, hot, hot. She had on white tennis socks (no shoes) that finished off her delectable image.‘Brandy, this is Vladimir, Senior Deputy Samsonov's son. He's going to be your boyfriend this year,' Bob announced. I had a feeling this wasn't open for debate, in his mind.‘What!' Brandy squawked.‘What?' I looked to my Dad.‘What the fuck?' Brandy turned and glared at me. I would have enjoyed her breasts bouncing more if I hadn't been eyeballing my patriarch.‘Dad?' I kept my voice calm. Brandy was fantastic looking, but I didn't want anyone dictating my social life, period. I was eighteen. Besides, Brandy was turning out to have a far less appealing personality, Pretty Princess syndrome.‘Brandy, Vladimir's a nice boy. His father is 'good people',' Bob laid out his case.How did he know I was a good boy? He was taking a lot on faith.‘I don't want to date this loser,' Brandy shouted. 'Loser'? She didn't knew me either.‘If you don't keep Vlad as your boyfriend, then no cheerleading and no dance team,' Bob glared at his daughter. This clash of wills made no sense to me.‘No way!' Brandy glanced back at her Dad, protested loudly and stomped her foot on the wooden deck.‘Well then, you need to be home at 3:20 pm every school day,' Bob threatened. ‘And I'll make sure to check up on you.' Before I could wonder about Big Bob's abuse of power, I noted the state of the art security system, cyber-nanny.Brandy turned on me in a furor. Her face was screwed up with anger, her fists were clenched and I was working double-time to not ogle the cleave she enhanced by leaning forward. Man, she hated me for reasons I couldn't fathom. I disgusted her which I didn't get either. Plenty of non-relative women had called me good-looking and handsome.I had a healthy, well-defined physique, nice thick, blonde hair and the common sense to keep my body and clothes clean and casual. My only downside I'd ever been told about was my size, I was tall for my age and 'cut'. Brandy was 5' 4'. I was 6' 2'. I had stormy grey eyes, light blonde hair the color of wheat and skin spared the ravages of acne.‘Brandy, I am as uncomfortable and surprised about this as you are,' I tried to placate her. ‘Do you want to talk about it?' She forced herself to appear calm.‘Fine Victor,' she grumbled. Worse than getting my name wrong was the look of viciousness that glimmered in her eyes. ‘We'll make Daddy happy and be a cookie-cutter couple.'‘Dad?' I tried to exit this fiasco with some decorum.‘You'll do fine son,' he responded. That wasn't helpful.‘I'll see you Monday morning, Victor,' Brandy snidely mocked me before leaving. I turned to follow her thunderous retreat.Running after her would have felt pathetic so my sedate pursuit meant she put some distance between us. She ran right into Mom, who grabbed her arm.‘I'm warning you right now,' Mom hissed. ‘Don't have sex with any of my sons.'‘That won't be a problem,' Brandy snorted. I was filth in her mind
It's America's largest home, its grounds were designed by Frederick Law Olmsted, and it's now the setting of a Hallmark movie! We're talking about Biltmore Estate–“the closest thing Americans have to a royal fairytale castle,” as the Travel Channel puts it. How did this privately owned estate evolve from a bachelor's country home to one of America's most visited houses–and wineries? What near miss did George and Edith Vanderbilt have with the Titanic? What role did Biltmore play in supporting the community during the Great Depression, WW2, and the current Hurricane Helene recovery efforts? And how does the movie “A Biltmore Christmas” manage to pay homage to both the history of this national landmark and also some of our most beloved Christmas classics? You won't want to miss this fascinating episode where we discuss all things Biltmore! OR find (and subscribe to!) the show on your favorite podcast app or Scandal Water Podcast YouTube channel. MID-ROLL AD: Choose your favorite episode from any of our four seasons, and send a written message or audio clip (By December 17th!) to ScandalWaterPodcast@gmail.com. Be sure to include your name, where you're from, and why you'd love to hear this particular episode again, and you just might hear your voice in one of our “Fan Favorite” episodes this January! How to support the show: Rate, review and subscribe! Send your shoutouts to scandalwaterpodcast@gmail.com Give a gift through buymeacoffee.com/scandalwaterpod or patreon.com/ScandalWaterPodcast– which will also grant you access to fabulous bonus content! #biltmore #biltmoreestate #asheville #ashevillenc #northcarolina #biltmorehouse #visitasheville #nc #hurricanehelene #abiltmorechristmas #biltmoregardens #ashvillenorthcarolina #georgevanderbilt #hallmark #hallmarkchannel
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Send us a textHow do you lead your production team after a devastating hurricane hits? Tyler Flores is the Central Production Minister of Biltmore Church, and he joins the podcast to discuss how the church is helping the community in the aftermath of Hurricane Helene. In this episode you'll hear: 1:00 Funny observations of celebrity golf tournaments 5:30 Tyler Flores, the Central Production Minister of Biltmore Church, joins! 14:00 How did Tyler become the Central Production Minister of Biltmore Church? 16:40 How did Hurricane Helene impact Biltmore Church? 21:15 How did Biltmore Church pivot to help the community in the hurricane Helene aftermath? 24:00 How do you lead your team to care for people during a crisis? 27:00 What production projects does Biltmore Church have coming up? 28:45 How do you launch a church production campus well? 34:15 Disaster story: "Please stay. Maybe we can get it working again." 40:45 Tech Takeaway: Find a place for all of your people Resources for your Church Tech MinistryDoes your church have used gear that you need to convert into new ministry dollars? We can make you an offer here. Do you need some production gear but lack the budget to buy new gear? You can shop our gear store here. Connect with us: Follow us on FacebookHang out with us on InstagramSee all the ways we can serve your church on our WebsiteGet our best gear sent to your inbox each Monday before it goes public via the Early Service
Join us for an exclusive behind-the-scenes look at the practical application of advanced dehumidification technology driving the recovery efforts in Biltmore Village after Asheville's devastating flooding. This video explores how desiccant dehumidifiers and generators are not just equipment but crucial tools in drying out buildings, showcasing resilience and determination in the face of disaster. With unique access to one of the hardest-hit areas, watch as Gary Peterson from CDI illustrates dehumidifying spaces to 5-10% relative humidity, essential for high-capacity moisture removal and preventing long-term damage within flood-affected structures. This unique walkthrough highlights the destruction caused by the flood and demonstrates the climatic recovery techniques employed to restore the community rapidly.
This week, we're in Rhode Island discussing a cold case opened up by the victim's daughter. Then, we'll talk about a haunted house in Providence. Buckle up and join us on this dark and twisted ride through the Ocean State. You may now join us on Patreon or buy us a Cocktail. Be sure to subscribe on Apple and leave a review, or, email us at unitedstatesofmurder@gmail.com Follow us on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter! Sources: Ramble and Roam, Ghosts of New England, Meet Me at the Biltmore, The Providence Journal, TikTok Lori Lee Sled Dog Malloy, Change, WPRI News, ABC6 News Music by Pixabay --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/unitedstatesofmurder/support
An architect designs and builds. So does a Chef. Different materials, different outcome but same brain when it comes to Chef Cory Oppold of Course Restaurant. Chef Cory thought he was moving to AZ to be an architect. But, after a meal at Wrights at the Biltmore, he went from an farm boy in Illinois calling himself your typical “meat & potato guy” to a student at culinary school. Chef Cory never knew how food could enhance an experience and taste can change the course of your life. Now he's an award winning chef, both nationally and locally, at Course Restaurant off Scottsdale & Shea. And if you haven't been there yet, well, this episode might just be the last thing you need to get your reservations today. Calendar of Events Sunset Yoga at Desert Botanical Gardens Happening on Nov 21 from 6-7pm. Come and get your yoga on as the sunsets surrounded by our beautiful native plants and cacti. Members can reserve tickets for $20 and non-members are only $10 more. King's Ranch Million Dollar Breakaway Rodeo Get your tickets to the one and only all women's breakaway rodeo at WestWorld next week, Nov 27-30. There is also a concert at Thursday-Saturday night after each day's final event. Christmas at the Princess The time has come, Christmas at the Princess officially starts this week, Nov 21- Jan 4th. Get your tickets early as some nights can quickly sell out. How they do it every year I'll never know but it's going to be bigger and better than last year. SUBSCRIBE on your Favorite podcast listening app. Find us on IG & FB at Scottsdale Vibes Podcast or check us out on scottsdale vibes dot media. And don't forget that we are now the proud owners of Scottsdale City Lifestyle magazine where you can read about even more of your favorite community.
An architect designs and builds. So does a Chef. Different materials, different outcome but same brain when it comes to Chef Cory Oppold of Course Restaurant. Chef Cory thought he was moving to AZ to be an architect. But, after a meal at Wrights at the Biltmore, he went from an farm boy in Illinois calling himself your typical “meat & potato guy” to a student at culinary school. Chef Cory never knew how food could enhance an experience and taste can change the course of your life. Now he's an award winning chef, both nationally and locally, at Course Restaurant off Scottsdale & Shea. And if you haven't been there yet, well, this episode might just be the last thing you need to get your reservations today. Calendar of Events Sunset Yoga at Desert Botanical Gardens Happening on Nov 21 from 6-7pm. Come and get your yoga on as the sunsets surrounded by our beautiful native plants and cacti. Members can reserve tickets for $20 and non-members are only $10 more. King's Ranch Million Dollar Breakaway Rodeo Get your tickets to the one and only all women's breakaway rodeo at WestWorld next week, Nov 27-30. There is also a concert at Thursday-Saturday night after each day's final event. Christmas at the Princess The time has come, Christmas at the Princess officially starts this week, Nov 21- Jan 4th. Get your tickets early as some nights can quickly sell out. How they do it every year I'll never know but it's going to be bigger and better than last year. SUBSCRIBE on your Favorite podcast listening app. Find us on IG & FB at Scottsdale Vibes Podcast or check us out on scottsdale vibes dot media. And don't forget that we are now the proud owners of Scottsdale City Lifestyle magazine where you can read about even more of your favorite community.
In this episode, we're taking you to the heart of the flood recovery efforts at Biltmore Village, just outside of Asheville. We're focusing on the historic All Souls Church, which suffered significant damage from Hurricane Helene. Watch as active desiccant dehumidification units work to dry out the intricate woodwork, stone, and brick of this iconic building. For more videos showcasing advanced HVAC solutions, visit our YouTube channel, HVAC-TV.
Deep Dive DISCUSSION! Today, we journey into the opulent Biltmore Hotel in Coral Gables, Florida, where luxury meets mystery. Opened in 1926, the Biltmore became a playground for celebrities, politicians, and mobsters during its heyday. Among the glamorous parties and famous guests, a darker history unfolded, most notably the 1929 murder of mobster Thomas “Fatty” Walsh. His ghost is said to still roam the 13th floor, where he was shot, and guests report hearing gunshots, phantom footsteps, and seeing shadowy figures. We'll unravel the rich history of this iconic hotel and delve into its transformation from a glamorous resort to a military hospital during World War II, where the lingering spirits of soldiers add another layer to its haunted legacy. Are the glamorous halls of the Biltmore really a portal to the past, or is there something far more supernatural at play?
Today, we journey into the opulent Biltmore Hotel in Coral Gables, Florida, where luxury meets mystery. Opened in 1926, the Biltmore became a playground for celebrities, politicians, and mobsters during its heyday. Among the glamorous parties and famous guests, a darker history unfolded, most notably the 1929 murder of mobster Thomas “Fatty” Walsh. His ghost is said to still roam the 13th floor, where he was shot, and guests report hearing gunshots, phantom footsteps, and seeing shadowy figures. We'll unravel the rich history of this iconic hotel and delve into its transformation from a glamorous resort to a military hospital during World War II, where the lingering spirits of soldiers add another layer to its haunted legacy. Are the glamorous halls of the Biltmore really a portal to the past, or is there something far more supernatural at play?
Deep Dive DISCUSSION! Today, we journey into the opulent Biltmore Hotel in Coral Gables, Florida, where luxury meets mystery. Opened in 1926, the Biltmore became a playground for celebrities, politicians, and mobsters during its heyday. Among the glamorous parties and famous guests, a darker history unfolded, most notably the 1929 murder of mobster Thomas “Fatty” Walsh. His ghost is said to still roam the 13th floor, where he was shot, and guests report hearing gunshots, phantom footsteps, and seeing shadowy figures. We'll unravel the rich history of this iconic hotel and delve into its transformation from a glamorous resort to a military hospital during World War II, where the lingering spirits of soldiers add another layer to its haunted legacy. Are the glamorous halls of the Biltmore really a portal to the past, or is there something far more supernatural at play?
Today, we journey into the opulent Biltmore Hotel in Coral Gables, Florida, where luxury meets mystery. Opened in 1926, the Biltmore became a playground for celebrities, politicians, and mobsters during its heyday. Among the glamorous parties and famous guests, a darker history unfolded, most notably the 1929 murder of mobster Thomas “Fatty” Walsh. His ghost is said to still roam the 13th floor, where he was shot, and guests report hearing gunshots, phantom footsteps, and seeing shadowy figures. We'll unravel the rich history of this iconic hotel and delve into its transformation from a glamorous resort to a military hospital during World War II, where the lingering spirits of soldiers add another layer to its haunted legacy. Are the glamorous halls of the Biltmore really a portal to the past, or is there something far more supernatural at play?
As capital markets shuddered, following the interest rate increases of 2022, the research team at Biltmore geared up to find opportunity. One area that stood out was venture capital. Clearly in a liquidity driven bubble for the prior several years, venture capital had quickly shifted from hot to not.It was during this search that I first met Itamar Har-Even of Ion Pacific. Itamar comes from an interesting background having investment banking experience in Asia and New York, focused on media and technology businesses. Recognizing a market opportunity, Itamar and his firm, Ion Pacific, developed a structured liquidity solution to serve both venture firms and founders. From this perch, Itamar has unique insight into liquidity, investment, and operational trends in venture capital. In today's podcast, we discuss a range of topics including: how tech is eating the world, why we're in a liquidity winter despite strong underlying fundamentals, and why marginal venture investors are leaving the space. Finally, we run through their truly innovative liquidity solution for founders and venture funds. This podcast was recorded on September 24, 2024. The respective opinions expressed are those of Mr. Har-Even and Biltmore Family Office, LLC.. The opinions referenced are as of the date of this podcast and are subject to change without notice. This material is for informational use only and should not be considered investment advice. The information discussed herein is not a recommendation to buy or sell a particular security or to invest in any particular sector. Forward-looking statements are not guaranteed. BFO reserves the right to modify its current investment strategies and techniques based on changing market dynamics or client needs and there is no guarantee that their assessment of investments will be accurate. The discussions, outlook and viewpoints featured are not intended to be investment advice and do not take into account specific client investment objectives. Before investing, an investor should consider his or her investment goals and risk comfort levels and consult with his or her investment adviser and tax professional. Biltmore Family Office, LLC is an investment adviser registered with the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission. Registration does not imply a certain level of skill or training. More information about BFO's investment advisory services can be found in its Form ADV Part 2, which is available upon request.
We are LIVE from the Biltmore Cabaret with the FINAL main episode of Blocked Party EVER, and Bryan is here to tell us all about how he had to block his brother-in-law for being a flat-earther. And that's not the only strange Bryan story we get on the episode (obviously), as he fills us in on his overall disdain for nature because mountains don't sing or play music and his penchant for pissing in the drain in the laundry room in his basement. And of course, because it is the last main episode of the show, Stefan graces us with an insane Joey compilation to really bring it on home. Plus, Bryan gets taken to a card show in Vancouver by Stefan where he wins a big prize, Stefan finds a truly unbelievable Rule 34, and someone craps themselves at a Godspeed You! Black Emperor concert. While this is the final main episode of the show (we will also be doing a retrospective episode in the coming weeks but this is the last one in the "BP Format"), the Patreon will continue to live on with all your favorite bonus episode content. We'll continue to do THREE NEW bonus episodes every single month, while the entire back catalogue will also remain available and you get access to all of it the second you sign up. It's well over 150 episodes at this point, and if you want to hear John and Stefan together, our Patreon will be the only place to do it in the coming months before the new show launches sometime in 2025. So head on over to patreon.com/blockedparty, donate to the show, and stay with us as we head into this new chapter. Bryan Quinby is a podcaster whose podcast "Guys: A Podcast About Guys" is available wherever you get your pods. You can follow him on Twitter at @murderxbryan. This episode will also be available in video format on our YouTube, though it may take a few days since it was recorded live at the Biltmore as well. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
The Hoes and Bitches Need A Champion.Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.‘Once you go Black, you don’t go back; unless you are an Amerindian, Arabic, Asian, Black, Indian, Latina, or White girl, or guy who has tried Black, then found sexual fulfillment with a non-Black person and created a blissful relationship with them'Introduction:Right off the bat, be warned that I’m using the ‘N’ words, nigger, niggah, my niggah, plus homie, thug, coon, buck, spook, spade and whatever other crude racial slurs that come to mind. This story plays to both Black and White stereotypes.Lastly, this story is rather flippant with the entire concept of sexual assault. Those who have red my previous tales know this is not my attitude at all. For the sake of this genre I had to grapple with the concept of forcing a woman and 'making them love that cock’Prelude:My tale begins as the Winter Man Saga 1300 years ago, about the year 700 AD. One small clan of my Swedish ancestors lost a brutal feud with their neighbors. Their farms were burned, animals slaughtered and their women and children taken as slaves. Only three young brother-warriors survived, wounded but unconquered. The victors chased them high into the mountains when a terrible winter storm struck.The three brothers were trudging across a glacier between the mountain peaks in Whiteout conditions. The lead brother stepped into a crevasse and slid to the bottom of the glacier. Not giving up on their last kinsman, the other two slid down into the darkness after him. At the roots of that glacier they found an ice cavern formed by snow that fell 100,000 years ago.They melted the ice for water with their body heat and in doing so, unleashed a demoness (virus) that no man had ever known and survived. The three men grew very sick, but their fierce desire for vengeance kept them from succumbing. When they emerged from their icy tomb, they discovered that several of their pursuers had frozen to death in the blizzard and the rest had returned to their stolen homes and purloined lands, thinking the three brothers were dead.In the dark of the long northern night, they snuck upon the Great Hall of their enemies. When one of the brothers saw his 'former’ wife doing a slave’s work, he revealed himself to her. She rejoiced at the return of her love; physically, then brought the three table scraps to survive on. In the process, they learned that their sisters were also alive and the sexual playthings of their male nemeses.Due to the depth of winter, stealing back their womenfolk wasn’t possible. They’d all freeze to death if they didn’t starve first. To repay their enemy’s wickedness, one of the brother’s snapped and raped one of the chief’s daughters. He was possessed with an unearthly desire and held her in a stable for hours. Only when he was utterly spent did he fall asleep.She ran to her father and returned with many warriors. So the first of the brothers was taken. He was tortured and abused. For three long nights he suffered at the hands of his captors yet refused to admit any of his other brothers were still alive. After that third night, the chief’s daughter sneaked past the sleeping guards of the chained man, and raped him.For the next five nights, while her father, brothers and husband slept, she raped and raped and raped that brother. On the fifth night, a sister-in-law caught her at it. The daughter pled for the other to spare her; that the man’s sexual prowess had ensnared her. She even challenged her kinswoman to sample the 'fruit’ before turning her in. Five women later, the brother cracked and told the women how to find his brothers.The night after the Spring Equinox Celebrations, the women of their enemy rose up and slaughtered all their adult menfolk at the behest of the three brothers, on the conditions that their youngest sons be spared and that the men continue to share their favors with all the womenfolk (who were not their kin).The Sammi ClanThe isolated region of the land of the Swedes kept my ancestors out of contact with the wider world for some time. Many generations later, a son of that clan came to lead a band of (female) Finns. His Swedish name is forgotten. The Finns called him Sami (the Exalted One, no shit). He and this band took to fur trading along the Eastern tributaries of the Volga.In time, this group became identified with the Varangian. The Sons of Sami intermarried with the Slavs, becoming Slavicized and the Sons of Sami became Samsonovs. They followed the Rus expansion into the eastern tributaries of the Volga reaching Nizhny Novgorod in the 10th century.Then came the Mongol Conquest, the Tartar Yoke, Rus reunification and the Russian drive across Siberia. The Samsonovs remained tightly clannish and uncomfortable in urban settings. That wanderlust led them across the Bering Straits into Alaska where their genetic abnormality, the gift of that ancient demoness (virus), slumbered in isolation and monogamy.After a thousand years, the tales of mass orgies with strange women and protective female war bands faded into obscurity. Then my Mom, the brilliant, driven eccentric came along. Once she became enraptured with her own Samsonov lover, she had to know the secret of Samsonov men’s sexual prowess.With her burning intellect and educational background, she eventually figured it out. She was also amoral enough to keep the knowledge to herself and vengeful enough to plan to use our curse as a weapon.My Living Family· Father, Nikolay 'Nik’ Samsonov;· Mother, Gayle Fonteneau Samsonov;· The Triplets, Alexander 'Alex’, Mikhail and Vladimir 'Vlad’; that's me.Sitting at the dinner table, I protested; ‘Mom, You actually expect me to believe my Father, Brothers and I have the genetic capability to addict every woman we have sex with to our schlongs? That’s nuts!'Mom retorted; ‘As opposed to thinking the color, length and girth of a phallus makes any woman lose all sense of loyalty, morality and decorum so she can become a man’s sex sleeve, whore, bitch, property? Yes, I do.'The lives of my family took an unexpected detour in the spring of this year. My great-aunt Matilda (Mattie) died and willed her estate to Mom. I had never met the woman while she was alive yet in death she would have a profound effect on all our lives. Mom’s family was a mess; a crowded dingy with a madhouse of odd characters.Lionel was my eldest maternal uncle. He was a Big, Bulging Brain working as a Chief Technical Advisor for NASA; a solitary crusader for all Mankind. What was he a technical advisor for? If anything left terra firma for more than fifteen seconds, he knew every detail about it. That included volcanic eruptions too. When we were younger, he invited us to various volcanoes (both above and beneath the waves). Great guy.Cassius, my second uncle, was serving time in Indonesia for piracy. Mom said he was meaner than every saltwater crocodile that ever lived. The two times I’d met him, he’d been a lean, happy laconic kind of guy with a love for military history. Mom said he was a charismatic rebel who was possessed by an obsession to defy authority in all its forms.Dido was child number three; my Mom’s older sister, married to an Evangelical Televangelist in Nebraska under an assumed name, Paula Richmond. She also had a MD in Psychiatry and a Master’s in Public Communications (under her real name), which she kept secret from the fundamentalist congregation. The few times we met; she was the perfect mother. Secretly, we three sons wished she’d been our mother instead of our real mother. Mom said Aunt Dido was a master manipulator and wielded a cruel whip;Then there was Mom’s twin, Uncle Theo, who never lived in one place, traveled all around the globe and had every law enforcement agency in the civilized world looking for him. We always receiving presents from him during all the normal holidays; like Michaelmas, Holy Week, the start of Lent, Martinmas (his favorite) and our birthdays; which arrived at random, unrelated times of the year and never from the same location.He was the only one we’d never met, but the one Mom loved the most. Dad suspected he was a narco-trafficker while Mom insisted he was too paranoid to be considered reliable for that line of work. Mom told us he’d spent his formative years killing people for Uncle Sam until one day he simply walked away from Fort Bragg and became an independent contractor.The Defense Department sent some fine, brave men from Joint Special Operation Command, to talk to Mom every few months. They made sure not to trip over the CIA and Homeland Security types who occasionally staked out our house. We boys guessed they came around every time Uncle Theo assassinated people. Mom taught us how to appreciate them in an elaborate ritual she called 'April Fool’s, which became an 'any day of the year’ activity.My Mom’s father (I never met the guy) was a leader of a cult in Nevada. He went down, guns blazing during a DEA raid. Apparently his interests included both harems and marijuana production.Mom’s mom? She left my Mother outside a dive bar in San Diego and was never seen again. She had doctorates in Biology and Physics as well as the reputation for being a certifiable Space Cadet. Mom insisted her mom hadn’t abandoned her, she’d simply forgotten where she left her youngest daughter who was 15 at the time.After five days, Mom decided to join an Alternative Rock band instead of looking for the lady yet again. Seven years later, she was declared legally dead; though all her offspring believed she was still alive; somewhere; doing something.Then you had Dad’s family. We had some characters on that side of the family, just not like Mom’s. For starters, Samsonovs were bred for law enforcement. We’d been arresting bad guys since the 1500’s. We’d been doing that in Alaska since the time of the tsars. When the Alaskan Territory was sold to the United States; well, my ancestors simply started writing their reports in English instead of Russian.Over the centuries, we had bagged serial killers, smugglers, poachers, drug dealers, domestic abusers and thieves. Mostly they arrested drunks and wackos. My Great Grandfather Petrov was a law enforcement legend in Alaska. Alone, he ran down a pack of murderous robbers in the dead of winter before they made it to 'safety’ in the Yukon Territory.In the spring, they found them frozen solid, him leading five men, he recorded in his journal he’d killed the other three while apprehending the gang, back in chains. That pretty much defined the nature of my Father’s family, no too many stellar geniuses, but always relentless past all norms of endurance and reason. The moment females were allowed in law enforcement, the womenfolk joined the profession.My Aunt Iliana was in the Coast Guard, that made her the 'Black sheep’ in this clan. Taking the law out to the high seas was about as wild as Dad’s family got. Dad was pretty much the standard issue for my kin. Big, Dad was 6’ 5' and 290 lbs., and about as imaginative as a glacier. Why Mom married Dad had long been a mystery to his sons.Don’t get me wrong. I loved my Dad, but the man used a grand total of twenty different sentences his entire life. The fewer words he had to speak, the happier he was. He was a nice guy, never drinking too much and I’d never seen him lose his temper. He smiled, was unerringly polite and had always been helpful and playful with us kids from our earliest memories.Grandpa, my great-aunts and -uncles, my aunts, uncles and cousins by blood were the exact same way. I mean that quite literally. We all pretty much looked alike as well. Those who married, married eccentrics. In our regular family get-togethers that translated over to the blood kin in one room saying and doing nothing (we were already cluing into some sort of primitive telepathy) and being very happy that way, while the married relations were in another room packing on the lunacy.There was no middle ground; you were either a silent, brooding peak in the Samsonov mountain range, or the aurora borealis. That left me and my brothers, we were triplets, in a precarious position. We looked like smaller versions of our Dad (we were still growing) yet were totally at the mercy of our Mother most of our young lives. Recall what I said about eccentrics and lunatic behavior. Mom was the Queen of the Asylum.Mom quickly fell in love with ’things’ and she loved doing those things with family. Since Dad worked long hours, family meant my brothers and me. We could make passable pottery by age seven. Krav Maga? Screw this ’driving to some dojo in Anchorage’ crap. Mom signed us up for a two week course in Israel and online lessons for a year. Archery, check. Rewiring our house and refitting all the plumbing, check.The three of us were SCA squires at age 12. Pleading to Dad was pointless. He’d smile, mess up our hair and remind us these excursions made our Mother happy aka he wasn’t going to help us have normal lives. We had some ex-Green Beret guys teach us outdoor survival skills in Wyoming. We could pull wool, make thread and knit a set of pants and sweaters.I and my brothers had to memorize 1200 medically useful plants before we could get our Christmas presents when we were 14. We free-climbed mountains, ran 10Kms, kayaked, were proficient seamen on a sailing ship and learned how to navigate by the Sun, Moon and stars. Around the age of 15, we figured out that Mom had a ton of money squirreled away. There was no way Dad, with his civil servant’s salary, could afford all this crazy shit.By the age of 18 we had such a crazy patchwork set of skills, we weren’t sure what we would end up doing with our lives; though tracking down Uncle Theo and living a life on the run was looking more attractive every month. What we didn’t have were great social lives. We all had girlfriends at one time, or another, but they never lasted.Right before any of us were about to get serious with any girl in high school, my Mom dragged us off; to things like a five day course on Renaissance artwork in Milan; that’s Italy. We had to learn to speak Italian in three days, plus during the flight over. Mom made it easy for us. We could only speak Italian the entire time. Doing that at school was 'fun’. Dad? He smiled and said nothing for three days.Welcome to the Fonteneau House, Kingston, ArkansasAnyway, Mom’s Great-aunt Mattie kicked the bucket and left her vast fortune in northwestern Arkansas to my Mom. The old bird hated the rest of the nutjobs in the clan, but adored my Mom (and Theo). Upon receiving the news, my brothers and I began thinking the same thing: banjo lessons, redneck stunts and girls in Daisy Dukes. By 'fortune’ we were thinking a ramshackle Ozark shack sitting on a mountain top.Nope. Great-aunt Mattie was loaded. In fact, Mom’s whole family had tons of money. They’d made a killing, quite literally, during the White expansion westward using various despicable means. They’d even been cursed by an entire Indian Tribe for bilking them off their land. Mom’s family blamed that malediction for their bizarre behavior.That Arkansas home was actually the summer residence for the Fonteneau clan from a hundred years ago. Along with the palatial residence came thousands upon thousands of acres spread over a quarter of the state (and some land in Texas, Missouri and Oklahoma too).Tara, or the Biltmore estate, it was not, but it certainly had pretensions. It was a wide and roomy, rambling Victorian structure. The house proper (there were two barns, a stable, storage sheds, two garages, one attached and the other stand-alone, semi-attached servant quarters and four outlying hunting lodges) abutted the Kingston town limits.The place was big enough to require Mom to employ six staff;Phineas Cobb the third, an angry, sullen old White guy and his carbon-copy son, Phineas IV, were our two Wardens. That meant they took care of the outlying property which included hunting down poachers, interlopers and moonshiners (the competition, no doubt) and seeing to the upkeep of the various lodges, roads, trails and bridges around the place. Phineas the third and Mom; well, he cried and hugged Mom when he saw her, so we didn’t know what to think of him and his son.Bebe Marston worked the stables and the twelve horses therein. She was a college dropout, White and 21; a woman at one of life’s crossroads. Great Aunt Mattie brought her on a few months before she passed on. Bebe was a bit shy and distant around the menfolk. Mom treated Bebe like her long lost daughter; they got along fine.Thomas Freeman was the groundskeeper. Thomas seemed nice enough, a polite and somewhat deferential older Black man. I liked him. Mom fired him the moment the lawyer finished reading Maggie’s Will. She believed the man was a back-biter, liar and a thief.Kamika Perry was the cook. She was a largish, plump Black woman with a large family in town. She was a tyrant in the kitchen but friendly and out-going everywhere else. She knew Mom from before; before what, we didn’t know. She was close to Mom’s age and was the niece of the former cook. She and Mom were cordial yet a tad formal.Nefertiti Cooke was the upstairs maid. She was a whip-tin attractive Black woman in her late-20s and joined Thomas heading out the door. Mom discharged her due to Nefertiti’s sour attitude and general unwillingness to adhere to a work schedule.Anita Turner was our downstairs maid and overall manager of the other servants. Like Kamika, she knew Mom from her previous stay at the house, though Anita was already part of the staff back then. They acted like old friends though they understood the mistress-servant dynamics of their relationship.Mom solved our labor shortage by bringing in Mexicans (Hondurans actually). The two families divided up the nine rooms in the detached servants’ quarters with Bebe, since Anita and Kamika lived in town and the Cobb’s had their own cottage somewhere on the property.Hector Martinez became our new groundskeeper. He had a wife, Maria. Mom enrolled her in some online college courses so she could get a teaching license. They were both pretty young.Consuela Castro was our new upstairs maid. She was a single mother with a son, Gustavo (10), and a daughter, Isabo (6); they went to the local elementary school in town. Both families were very nice to us and seemed happy with their current circumstance. Since this job was their first go at being domestic servants, Mom told us to be patient and respectful while they learned the ropes from Anita and Mr. Cobb (only Mom could call him Phineas without pissing him off).My brothers and I, our Father, the Martinez’s and the Castro’s couldn’t have predicted the shit-storm Mom was creating between our house and the dominant Black populace of Kingston along the great racial divide. The Hondurans had spent half their lives learning to keep their heads low when faced with discrimination. We didn’t, nor did we know that Mom was acting with deliberate malice of forethought at that time.To help appreciate our understanding of the situation, we triplets had known a grand total of four Black people well enough to call them by their Christian names our entire lives. On
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Your metabolic health is so important, but it's so often overlooked! Wildly, only 12% of Americans are metabolically healthy - but you can achieve metabolic health, especially following six different strategies. I'm joined by Dr. Gus Vickery to talk about the importance of metabolic health and the strategies he uses to help his patients reach optimal metabolic health. Labs to Request for Metabolic Health Fasting Blood Glucose Lipids HDL & Triglycerides Small Dense LDL Uric Acid Ferritin Glucose Tolerance Test About Dr. Gus Vickery Dr. Gus Vickery is a board-certified family physician who specializes in personalized health consultations focused on total body and mind optimization. He is also a speaker and the author of Authentic Health (May 2018, MJ Publishing). He founded Vickery Family Medicine in 2005 which has grown to multiple medical providers serving in 2 locations including The Clinic at Biltmore, an innovative direct to employer clinic for The Biltmore Company. He offers personalized health consultations both virtually and in person at his office in Asheville, NC. He uses advanced biometrics, genetics, hormonal assessments, metabolic and nutritional assessments, and other advanced diagnostics to determine the proactive and comprehensive strategies that will help his clients experience their best health and lifespan. Dr. Vickery is an honor graduate of the Medical College of Georgia. He is a member of the Alpha Omega Alpha honor medical society and teaches medical students for the department of family medicine of The University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. In This Episode The benefits of focusing on metabolic health [6:00] What labs your primary care provider can use to check your metabolic health [10:00] Strategies for reversing metabolic disease [14:30] The best nutrition and diet type to reverse metabolic disease [16:00] What happens when you prioritize strength training [19:30] How sleep impacts your metabolic health [26:30] Why you need to get outside in nature more [33:45] How your breath can energize or calm you down [24:30] How your environment negatively impacts your metabolic health [36:45] Links & Resources Use Code DIM to get 10% off DIM Use Code MAGNESIUM for 10% Off Magnesium Use Code MOOD 10% Off 5HTP Get Your Free Gift: Authentic Health eBook Get Your Free Gift: Authentic Health Parable Find Dr. Gus Vickery Online Find Wild Health. Asheville Online Follow Dr. Gus Vickery on Instagram | Facebook | Goodreads | YouTube | LinkedIn Find Your Longevity Blueprint Online Follow Your Longevity Blueprint on Instagram | Facebook | Twitter | YouTube | LinkedIn Get your copy of the Your Longevity Blueprint book and claim your bonuses here Find Dr. Stephanie Gray and Your Longevity Blueprint online Follow Dr. Stephanie Gray on Facebook | Instagram | Youtube | Twitter | LinkedIn Integrative Health and Hormone Clinic Podcast Production by the team at Counterweight Creative Related Episodes Episode 89: Toxins Part I With Sinclair Kennally Episode 90: Toxins Part Ii With Sinclair Kennally Episode 87: The Truth About Iodine With Dr. Alan Christiansen
Let's go on an adventure! This summer, we took a road trip through some of our favorite parks, plus we added in a few places we had never been to before. And now we want to take you along with us on this epic driving route! Join us on a 10-day journey through the Tennessee, North Carolina, and Kentucky National Parks as we share all of the fun things you can do with your family in this area. In this episode, we discuss: Our favorite things to do in Nashville The best activity to do in Townsend (plus what to beware of!) Navigating the craziness of Gatlinburg Highlights of Great Smoky Mountains National Park Everything we loved about Blue Ridge Parkway Eating our way through Asheville Why the Biltmore is a must-see Exciting tours of Mammoth Cave There you have it—our 10-day summer road trip to some incredible national parks! We hope you enjoy this journey and that this episode gives you ideas for your own road trip through Tennessee, North Carolina, and Kentucky! Don't forget to complete your task for this week! This road trip covered Great Smoky Mountains National Park, the Blue Ridge Parkway, and Mammoth Cave. Which one is your favorite? Bonus points if you share pictures! Head over to the Dirt in My Shoes Facebook or Instagram page and let us know! Check out the full show notes here.
Coach Derek - CoachcantieniDerek got his CSCS & ATC to work with the Seattle Mariners. Join us as we sit down with Coach Derek, who opens up about his transformative journey influenced by personal injuries, grueling rehabs, and an undying passion for sports performance. Derek's story is nothing short of extraordinary—he swiftly transitioned from an unpaid intern to a full-time strength coach at the University of San Diego and then leaped into professional baseball with the Padres and Athletics. He candidly shares the highs and lows, including the challenges of family relocations and job instability, that shaped his path to becoming a strength coach for the Seattle Mariners.Transitioning between roles in the strength and conditioning world can be tumultuous, and Derek sheds light on the harsh realities of this field. From frequent changes in leadership to the evolving philosophies within sports organizations, Derek's experiences highlight the need for adaptability and resilience. We delve into the financial sacrifices that come with the territory and discuss his current role at Lifetime's Biltmore location in Phoenix, Arizona. Here, Derek enjoys state-of-the-art facilities and the stability that contrasts sharply with the unpredictable nature of professional sports. His insights on the professional baseball landscape, where fresh ideas often overshadow seasoned experience, are particularly eye-opening.But the journey doesn't end on the field. Derek also brings his expertise to the business side of fitness, where he now manages and trains a team of personal trainers. He emphasizes the importance of sweat equity, client relationships, and self-care, while navigating the shift from performance coaching to a business-oriented approach. We wrap up with a discussion on his social media presence, balancing a busy family life, and his current and future endeavors. This episode is a treasure trove of insights and inspiration, perfect for anyone passionate about fitness, coaching, and personal growth.Want to ask us a question? Email email info@showupfitness.com with the subject line PODCAST QUESTION to get your question answered live on the show! Our Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/showupfitnessinternship/?hl=enTikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@showupfitnessinternshipWebsite: https://www.showupfitness.com/Become a Personal Trainer Book (Amazon): https://www.amazon.com/How-Become-Personal-Trainer-Successful/dp/B08WS992F8Show Up Fitness Internship & CPT: https://online.showupfitness.com/pages/online-show-up?utm_term=show%20up%20fitnessNASM study guide: ...
This week Amy dives into a listener request! Hear about how a man in Ohio, Brian Shaffer mysteriously went missing in 2006 and hasn't been seen since. Bri goes over a beautiful piece of American history at the Biltmore estate in Ashville, North Carolina where the residents still reside. Its HAUNTINGLY Beautiful even the room full of headless mannequins and the headless orange cat. Listen where you get your podcasts and leave us a review. Our episode is sponsored by betterhelp.com/neighbors Help keep the show going by contributing: Check out Merch: https://whatswiththeneighbors.com/merch/ Follow @wwtnpodcast on all social media & join our Facebook Group https://www.facebook.com/groups/wwtnpodcast/ Become a Patreon Donor: https://www.patreon.com/wwtnpodcast Buy us a Coffee @: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/wwtnpodcast Venmo us @: https://account.venmo.com/u/Brianna-Schamberg Get us gear from our Amazon https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/1EDHJDPALUCCU?ref_=wl_share Say hi to your cats for us!.. & Don't get dead... Lastly, send in YOUR Hometown Horrors to wwtnpodcast@gmail.com This podcast is sponsored by "Better help" visit betterhelp.com/neighbors
Eleanor Roosevelt once said, "The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams." Today I am living my dream of taking Speaking of Travel live with three amazing world- changing guests at the LEAF Global Arts Retreat.LEAF Global Arts plays a significant role in fostering community and over the years has become an essential role of this community and provides opportunities for people to come together and celebrate their shared customs, beliefs, and values. My guests on this special live show, Masankho Banda, Amanda Lucidon and Chase Pickering, are leaders and visionaries ready to stand up and make a difference.Amanda is an award-winning photographer, filmmaker, and New York Times best-selling author. She served as an Official White House photographer responsible for documenting President Barack Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama from 2013 to 2017 and she is one of only a few female White House photographers in history. Her two highly-recommended books, Chasing Light: Michelle Obama Through the Lens of a White House Photographer, featuring beautiful photographs of the First Lady, and Reach Higher, her book adapted for young readers, is a beautiful celebration, and powerful reminder, of the impact of a remarkable First Lady.Today, Amanda is helping bring awareness to adverse childhood experiences with creativity, mindfulness, education, and collaboration to address trauma through her organization, Grounded. Masankho is a multidisciplinary Performing Artist, InterPlay Leader, Spiritual Healer, and Peace Builder from Malawi, Central Africa. He's been a part of LEAF for the past 20+ years as a performer, lecturer, and adviser. Using performing arts, he motivates and inspires people of all ages to work together to bring about peace, social justice, and cultural understanding. Chase is the great-great-grandson of Biltmore's founder George Vanderbilt. He serves as Vice President of the Biltmore House guest experience and operations. He's also an incredible photographer! In high school, Chase met Jane Goodall and formed a student group to work with her Roots and Shoots program. He later became a youth leadership fellow and board member with the Jane Goodall Institute. Travel is not just a movement. It can act as a portal, much like a photographer. It has the ability to encapsulate a moment or memory to allow us to transcend space and time. On this special live Speaking of Travel, discover life lessons from those who have had the honor to be connected with people they highly admire and how they use these lessons every day. A must listen! Only on Speaking of Travel!Thanks for listening to Speaking of Travel! Visit speakingoftravel.net for travel tips, travel stories, and ways you can become a more savvy traveler.
On today's Biltmore View we're going to mix it up a bit. Rather than another discussion about niche investments such as music royalties or mortgage derivatives, we're going to dig into a different sort of niche investment subject – prenuptial agreements. Many are taken aback or even repelled by the mention of a prenup. Like many topics on the Biltmore View, we're going to challenge these generally held beliefs as broadly misunderstood. We've invited our guest today, Kellie Hall, to demystify and to educate us on prenuptial agreements. I've worked with Kellie at Biltmore for over seven years, where she is the Head of Estate Planning. Kelile has spent her entire career guiding complex families in achieving their intergenerational goals. At Biltmore, frankly, Kellie is our secret weapon. She's a ninja disguised as an attorney. After this conversation with Kellie, she turned me from skeptic to believer. Get ready to be educated.This podcast was recorded on May 6, 2024. The respective opinions expressed are those of Mrs. Hall and Biltmore Family Office, LLC.. The opinions referenced are as of the date of this podcast and are subject to change without notice. This material is for informational use only and should not be considered investment advice. The information discussed herein is not a recommendation to buy or sell a particular security or to invest in any particular sector. Forward-looking statements are not guaranteed. BFO reserves the right to modify its current investment strategies and techniques based on changing market dynamics or client needs and there is no guarantee that their assessment of investments will be accurate. The discussions, outlook and viewpoints featured are not intended to be investment advice and do not take into account specific client investment objectives. Before investing, an investor should consider his or her investment goals and risk comfort levels and consult with his or her investment adviser and tax professional. Biltmore Family Office, LLC is an investment adviser registered with the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission. Registration does not imply a certain level of skill or training. More information about BFO's investment advisory services can be found in its Form ADV Part 2, which is available upon request.
Live from the iconic Biltmore, this episode with Sarah Dandashy and Steve Turk delves into significant developments in the hospitality industry. Marriott International announces the opening of a new Ritz-Carlton Reserve in Trojena, NEOM, enhancing its luxury lifestyle offerings and expanding into Saudi Arabia's adventurous terrains. We explore the importance of genuine guest loyalty over traditional rewards systems, as industry experts advocate for creating memorable on-property experiences rather than relying on points-based incentives. The episode also highlights Michelin Keys, revealing top-rated global hotels. — Good Morning Hospitality is part of the Hospitality.FM podcast network and a Hospitality.FM Original. If you like this podcast, then you'll also love Behind The Stays with Zach Busekrus, which comes out every Tuesday & Friday, wherever you get your podcasts! This show is structured to cover industry news in travel and hospitality and is recorded live every Monday morning at 7 a.m. PST/10 a.m. EST. So make sure you tune in during our live show on our social media channels or YouTube and join the conversation live! Thank you to all of the Hospitality.FM Partners who help make this show possible. If you have any press you want covered during the show, fill out this form! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Step into the opulent world of America's largest home as Katey and Alycia recap their visit to the Biltmore and fumble along all of its grandeur and history.
By now, North Carolina's reputation as an arts destination is well known, but did you know that it played a significant role in the history of the Studio Glass Movement in America? Since Harvey Littleton first moved to the area in the late 1970s, Western North Carolina has cultivated a thriving community of glass makers and supporting organizations. Today, we speak to Candace Reilly, who has been an active member of the arts community in Asheville for almost a decade and currently serves as Executive Director of Asheville's largest public-access glass studio and gallery, the North Carolina (NC) Glass Center. As an advocate with a fervent commitment to nurturing creative talent, Candace believes that integrated arts education is critical for a more enriched and socially cohesive community. In today's episode, she gives us a glimpse into the history of glass and how the NC Glass Center is not only upholding traditions but democratizing the future of studio glass practice for an ever-expanding community of glass artists! Tune in for all this and more in another fascinating installment of the Artsville Podcast.Key Points From This Episode:An overview of Candace's background and her role at the NC Glass Center.Insight into the history of glass and glass artists in North Carolina.How you can learn about glass at the NC Glass Center.What to expect from the Dale Chihuly exhibition at Biltmore Estate.The explosive growth that led to NC Glass Center's second location in Black Mountain.Different ways that NC Glass Center generates income (and how you can support them!)Where you can find the NC Glass Center online and how to contact them.Links Mentioned in Today's Episode:North Carolina (NC) Glass Center — https://www.ncglasscenter.org/“Glass on the Go" — https://www.ncglasscenter.org/mobile-unitNC Glass Center on Instagram — https://www.instagram.com/ncglasscenter/NC Glass Center on Facebook — https://www.facebook.com/NorthCarolinaGlassCenter/Chihuly at Biltmore — https://www.biltmore.com/things-to-do/events/chihuly-at-biltmore/Art Connections — https://www.arttoursasheville.com/Mountain BizWorks — https://www.mountainbizworks.org/Craft Your Commerce — https://www.mountainbizworks.org/craft-your-commerce/Ferguson Family YMCA — https://ymcawnc.org/locations/centers/ferguson‘Community Art, Friendship, and Healing: Artsville's Partnership with the Ferguson Family YMCA in Candler' — https://www.artsvilleusa.com/community-art-friendship-and-healing-artsvilles-partnership-with-the-ferguson-family-ymca-in-candler/Artsville Podcast —
Christian Historical Fiction Talk is listener supported. When you buy things through this site, we may earn an affiliate commission.Become a patron and enjoy special perks and bonus content.I am so pleased to welcome Sarah Thomas Loudin to the podcast this week to talk about her new book, "These Tangled Threads." We chat about her time at the Biltmore, the Jan Karon Museum and what her role is there, why she first shied away from writing books set in real places, and why living in Appalachia is so wonderful. Patrons will get to hear her brag about her dog Thistle. These Tangled Threads by Sarah Loudin ThomasSeven years ago, a hidden betrayal scattered three young friends living in the shadow of Biltmore Estate. Now, when Biltmore Industries master weaver Lorna Blankenship is commissioned to create an original design for Cornelia Vanderbilt's 1924 wedding, she panics knowing she doesn't have the creativity needed. But there's an elusive artisan in the Blue Ridge Mountains who could save her--if only she can find her. To track the mysterious weaver down, Lorna sees no other way but to seek out the relationships she abandoned in shame. As she pulls at each tangled thread from her old life, Lorna is forced to confront the wounds and regrets of long ago. She'll have to risk the job that shapes her identity as well as the hope of friendship--and love--restored. In this seamlessly woven historical tale, award-winning Appalachian author Sarah Loudin Thomas delivers a poignant novel of friendship, artistry, restoration, and second chances.Get your copy of These Tangled Threads by Sarah Loudin Thomas.Sarah Loudin Thomas grew up on a 100-acre farm in French Creek, WV, the seventh generation to live there. Her historical fiction is often set in West Virginia and celebrates the people, the land, and the heritage of Appalachia.Sarah is the director of Jan Karon's Mitford Museum in Hudson, NC. She holds a bachelor's degree in English from Coastal Carolina University and is the author of the acclaimed novels The Right Kind of Fool–winner of the 2021 Selah Book of the Year–and Miracle in a Dry Season–winner of the 2015 Inspy Award. Sarah has also been a finalist for the Christy Award, ACFW Carol Award and the Christian Book of the Year Award. She and her husband live in western North Carolina.Visit Sarah's website.
We love to travel and sharing our tips. After visiting 50+ countries and living in 5 countries, we have lots to share from domestic getaways from Raleigh, to internatinal trips. In this episode we are chatting about one local and one international destination; Biltmore Estate in North Carolina, and London in the UK! What to see, do, eat and where to stay in each destination, how to get there, getting around tips and much more! RESOURCES: Biltmore Estate: Guide to visiting Biltmore Estate Charming stay at the Inn on Biltmore 48 hours in downtown Asheville Lake Lure getaway London: 33 things to know before traveling to London 55 tips for getting around London 24 places to visit in London 3 day London itinerary 7 day London itinerary 16 great pubs in London Where to stay in London
In today's episode of Book Talk with Cara, it's a delight to introduce you to Sarah Loudin Thomas and take you behind the scenes of her latest book These Tangled Threads. I so enjoyed chatting with her because we talked about a novel set at one of my favorite locations, the Biltmore Estate. What I didn't know before our conversation was that Sarah had worked at the Biltmore for about six years, and that love and passion for the history of America's castle comes through loud and clear. She also works with youth, and her experience working with children who have overcome trauma and abandonment is woven through These Tangled Threads as well. Her passion for uncovering and weaving these Appalachian-based stories is so real and captivating. There is an energy that comes through in the way she talks about them. Each evening she writes one thousand words as she builds to her story. And that rhythm leads to the book. Her advice to new writers. Just do it. You'll get to your book. I hope you enjoy this look at the story behind Sarah's latest novel These Tangled Threads. Connect with Sarah Loudin Thomas Facebook | Instagram | Pinterest | YouTube | X
Acts 4:1-13 4 And as they were speaking to the people, the priests and the captain of the temple and the Sadducees came upon them, 2 greatly annoyed because they were teaching the people and proclaiming in Jesus the resurrection from the dead. 3 And they arrested them and put them in custody until the next day, for it was already evening. 4 But many of those who had heard the word believed, and the number of the men came to about five thousand. 5 On the next day their rulers and elders and scribes gathered together in Jerusalem, 6 with Annas the high priest and Caiaphas and John and Alexander, and all who were of the high-priestly family. 7 And when they had set them in the midst, they inquired, “By what power or by what name did you do this?” 8 Then Peter, filled with the Holy Spirit, said to them, “Rulers of the people and elders, 9 if we are being examined today concerning a good deed done to a crippled man, by what means this man has been healed, 10 let it be known to all of you and to all the people of Israel that by the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, whom you crucified, whom God raised from the dead—by him this man is standing before you well. 11 This Jesus is the stone that was rejected by you, the builders, which has become the cornerstone. 12 And there is salvation in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved.” 13 Now when they saw the boldness of Peter and John, and perceived that they were uneducated, common men, they were astonished. And they recognized that they had been with Jesus.
Why are wealthy people dressing like they have no money while broke people are trying to dress like they live at the Biltmore? In this episode, George and Rachel break down the latest fashion trends, how they affect your bank account, and why we tend to want what we don't have. In this episode: · Why trendy things will never be worth what you pay for them, like the Stanley tumbler in cosmo pink · Money advice that will always be in style: Spend wisely and don't go into debt for anything (especially clothes!) · George and Rachel reveal their worst fashion moments (Carhartt overalls are mentioned—and not by George) Resources: · Want to make real progress with your money? Get tickets to Total Money Makeover Weekend today. · Get your finances organized, make a plan, build your confidence, and kick money stress out of your life for good with the EveryDollar budgeting app. Go to www.everydollar.com/smart to get started today. Use code SMARTMONEY to get a free two-week trial and $15 off your premium membership to EveryDollar. · Do you have a Guilty As Charged question for Rachel and George? Send a DM to @rachelcruze or @georgekamel on Instagram! Be sure to type “GUILTY?” at the top of your message so we don't miss it. · Learn more about your ad choices: https://www.megaphone.fm/adchoices · Ramsey Solutions Privacy Policy: https://www.ramseysolutions.com/company/policies/privacy-policy This Week's Happy Hour Special: Maple Manhattan Recipe by Flour Child Ingredients: · 1 jigger bourbon · 1/2 ounce sweet vermouth · 1 tablespoon maple syrup · 2–3 dashes angostura bitters · 1–2 Luxardo cherries Instructions: 1. Add one scoop of fresh ice to a cocktail shaker. 2. Pour in all ingredients. 3. Shake for about 20 seconds and then strain into a cocktail or coupe glass. 4. Garnish with a Luxardo cherry.
There's a childcare crisis in the United States. First, the cost is enormous. Second, parents of infants are meeting waitlists of many months, even up to a year, just to land openings. In Buncombe County, where incomes are pretty modest, parents often weigh whether they can afford to go back to work.My guest today is Jenny Vial, Director of Child Care Resources at Buncombe Partnership for Children. We go through the growing demand and dwindling supply for quality childcare providers. We talk about a new partnership with the Biltmore to open more slots for infants and toddlers. We also lay out the challenges of creating a more sustainable landscape for childcare in this county and around the country.Get five news headlines from around Asheville in your morning inbox. No ads, no spam—simple as that. Subscribe for free to the First Look newsletter from The Overlook. Support The Overlook by joining our Patreon campaign!Advertise your event on The Overlook.Instagram: AVLoverlook | Facebook: AVLoverlook | Twitter: AVLoverlookListen and Subscribe: All episodes of The OverlookThe Overlook theme song, "Maker's Song," comes courtesy of the Asheville band The Resonant Rogues.Podcast Asheville © 2023
New episode out now! We watched the 1980 mystery comedy The Private Eyes, starring Tim Conway and Don Knotts. We debate what the movie was aiming for between mystery and satire, wonder who the audience was intended to be, have issues figuring out if things were jokes or clues, and perhaps read too much into the actual plot. We learn the script was written in two days, and then subsequently wonder if the casting of two beloved comedy actors did a lot of the work in pumping up the humor of the film. We also feel that the Biltmore Estate lent a lot to the visuals, have issues with the casual '70s racism, think Mel Brooks was a big influence, and really like the Scooby-Doo of it all - with the epitome of a mysterious cloaked figure. Katy worried that ghosts were real, Carrie doesn't think Don Knotts is funny, Maddy has Biltmore blindness, and Mack knows who Richard Nixon is. We talk about Vulcan humor and what is unintentionally funny about old Star Trek, lament that it's difficult for kids today to learn about older pop culture, pitch The Carol Burnett Show TikTok, and channel The Mickey Mouse Club. We also cover castle architecture, funny pigeon bits, air quotes, Old Glory, and secret passages. Give it a listen and enjoy! TW: Racist stereotypes, tongue mutilation, Santa Claus mythology, harm to animals, sexism Show Notes: Link: The Dentist Sketch from The Carol Burnett Show Link: Tim Conway and Harvey Korman on breaking up on-camera Link: Carol Burnett discusses Harvey Korman and Tim Conway 1:21 - “I think Conway's goal in life is to destroy Harvey.” TikTok link to the men reenacting the French taunter from Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Get ready for an encore presentation that takes you on an exclusive journey into the captivating world of the #1 Hallmark movie, "A Biltmore Christmas," starring the talented Bethany Joy Lenz. Join us for a special interview as we unravel the layers of Bethany's incredible career, with a spotlight on her iconic roles in TV shows like "One Tree Hill" and "Dexter," her musical endeavors, and her profound love for Murder Mysteries. Plus, don't miss the engaging discussion on new releases, including the thought-provoking "The Jesus Revolution." In this heart-to-heart conversation, Bethany Joy Lenz shares her experiences both on and off the screen, treating you to behind-the-scenes stories, personal triumphs, and insights into her musical passion. Guiding this candid discussion is the wonderful Melissa Joan Hart, who delves into topics such as motherhood, empowerment, and friendship within the entertainment industry. It's an encore presentation you won't want to miss, providing an intimate look into the life and career of the remarkable Bethany Joy Lenz. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Hello everyone! Well, it's the most wonderful time of year, which means I finally have the podcast you've all been waiting for…our Hallmark Christmas Movie special with Stephanie! But we did things a little differently this year. Since Steph and I were both in Zambia, we decided to showcase one movie and then blind rate all the others. And let me tell you, we chose WISELY! A Biltmore Christmas is fantastic. A magical hourglass that sends you to 1947 to meet a charming actor? Yes, please! In case you already have figured it out, I L-O-V-E-D this Hallmark Christmas Movie, and it's not just because I've been to the Biltmore. It's mostly because I spent CHRISTMAS at the Biltmore last year! It was both joyful and triumphant. EPISODE NOTES: Watch the trailer for A Biltmore Christmas HERE! HERE are all of the Hallmark Christmas Movies for 2024! SHOW NOTES: Subscribe to Podcast: iTunes or Android Follow Me: Facebook, and Instagram, and Twitter
We're back on our Hallmark grind and this one was....good?!? Like, we actually liked it? It must be a Christmas miracle.Welcome to week one of O Christmas Stream, a series of episodes where we are Secret-Santa-ing direct to stream Christmas movies to each other! This week, it's the movie Carter picked for Jordan, A Biltmore Christmas.In this episode: Whatcha Streamin' Wrapped, Furiosa Trailer Reactions, That's A Cornah, A Biltmore ChristmasSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/two-chunks-and-a-hunk/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
Napoleon shows us we would have aggressively failed world history. Priscilla is a non-existent conversation. Finally A Biltmore Christmas! triggers the need for a holiday movie intervention. Find us at www.werewatchingwhat.com, instagram.com/werewatchingwhat THEDHK can be found at instagram.com/thedhk , twitter.com/thedhk, and facebook.com/thedhkmovies Matt can be found at instagram.com/coolnazgul and twitter.com/coolnazgul
Lucy is hired to write the script for a remake of a beloved holiday movie. She joins a tour of the grounds and when she knocks an hourglass over, she finds herself transported back in time to 1946.Watch on Philo! - Philo.tv/DTHVisitGreenvilleSC.com
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