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9:05 – 9:22 (15mins) Weekly: Missouri State Senator - Nick Schroer @NickBSchroer 9:25 – 9:37 (12mins) Weekly Feature: “I HEARD IT ON THE X!!” 9:41 – 9:56 (15mins) Eric Marlinghaus and Vets in-studioWe have 2 events left this year  Details for the 2 events we would mention follow: 1.  Thanksgiving Day November 28th – Free Thanksgiving Dinner for Veterans and on duty 1st Responders from 11am to 1pm.  Food donated by Sugarfire BBQ and the residents of the Soulard and Benton Park Neighborhoods.  Additional sponsorship by the Soulard Restoration Group 2.  Army Navy Football game on Saturday December 14th Doors open at 1pm. Game at 2pm.  Bring your own snacks, Legion priced beverages must be purchased from the Post.Good day for new Veterans to transfer or join, because we will have an abbreviated meeting/Christmas party before the game 11:30 am. If you want more information about The Soulard American Legion Post 422 to either become a part of it or to help, email Eric at:  422SoulardLegion@gmail.comSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

9:05 – 9:22 (15mins) Weekly: Missouri State Senator - Nick Schroer @NickBSchroer 9:25 – 9:37 (12mins) Weekly Feature: “I HEARD IT ON THE X!!” 9:41 – 9:56 (15mins) Eric Marlinghaus and Vets in-studioWe have 2 events left this year  Details for the 2 events we would mention follow: 1.  Thanksgiving Day November 28th – Free Thanksgiving Dinner for Veterans and on duty 1st Responders from 11am to 1pm.  Food donated by Sugarfire BBQ and the residents of the Soulard and Benton Park Neighborhoods.  Additional sponsorship by the Soulard Restoration Group 2.  Army Navy Football game on Saturday December 14th Doors open at 1pm. Game at 2pm.  Bring your own snacks, Legion priced beverages must be purchased from the Post.Good day for new Veterans to transfer or join, because we will have an abbreviated meeting/Christmas party before the game 11:30 am. If you want more information about The Soulard American Legion Post 422 to either become a part of it or to help, email Eric at:  422SoulardLegion@gmail.comSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The Most Reverend Dr. Mark D. Manning, D.D., D.R.S., Archbishop of Dallas Universal Life Church, delivers his sermon for, Thanksgiving Day, November 23, 2023 titled "Thanksgiving Can Change Your Life" followed by the announcements. Today's service is dedicated to the memory and life of Patricia Guinn McKool Petton (November 23, 1953 ~ November 5, 2011) in honor of her 70th Birthday. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/bishopmark/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/bishopmark/support

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 Audio recordingSermon manuscript:The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases. His mercies never come to an end. They are new every morning. Great is your faithfulness. Our country has been celebrating the National Day of Thanksgiving since 1863. In October of 1863 President Lincoln called upon the nation to consider its good fortune. It had been blessed with bountiful harvests, with healthful skies, with productive mines. The president declared that these things came from a generous God. He acknowledged that there were troubles too. The country had been in the civil war for about a year and a half. But, President Lincoln said, things could be worse. Thus he set aside the last Thursday in November as the National Day of Thanksgiving. For our observance of Thanksgiving Day we could do something similar to what President Lincoln did in his Thanksgiving proclamation. We could consider how things have been with us. God has given us a bountiful harvest. This is true nationally as well as locally. President Lincoln spoke of healthful skies. We, too, have had good weather. The mines are still being mined. Our grocery stores are all fully stocked. We've had our problems just like President Lincoln had his problems, but things could be worse. It is good for us to try to see what is good in life and to give thanks to God for that goodness. The inability to see what is good and our coldness towards God are from our fall into sin. Before the fall into sin Adam and Eve had a free and easy relationship with God. After they fell into sin they were afraid of God. They were suspicious of what he might do to them. We are like them. We've lost the ability to see what is good. Unfortunately, we very often don't see how good something is until it's gone. We don't see how good health is until we are sick. Since we don't see how good it is, we don't thank God for it like we should. We haven't had a famine for well over a hundred years. This has made many people believe that famines, food shortages, hunger—these are all things of the past. We do not see how extraordinary the abundance we enjoy is. We don't give thanks to God for it. And these are just the most intimate of our needs—our health, our food and drink. There are so many other good things that God heaps up on us day in and day out. He makes the sun shine. He makes the rain fall. He gives us the precious gifts of the members of our family. He gives us our community. He gives us the opportunity to serve with good and honest work. His mercies are new every morning. Great is his faithfulness. But maybe as I mentioned just those few blessings that God gives you've wanted to raise some objections. The weather's kind of cold. I hear it's only going to get colder. The precious gifts of the members of your family? They're not always easy to live with. The community? It's not like it was years ago. Good and honest work? Maybe you don't like your work. Maybe you don't like your coworkers. But let me remind you of what I just spoke about. It is natural for us fallen sinners to be blind to what is good. It is always easier for us to be dissatisfied with what we have and to want something better. Thus we do not give thanks. Not only is this what comes naturally to us, but the devil and his demons want to spur on these thoughts and attitudes as well. These enemies of God don't want us to be thankful. The devil would like it best if none of us would receive our daily bread at all. But, barring that, since God is the way that he is, and he gives his daily bread to everyone, the devil would then like it if we would not be content with what we are given or to give God thanks and praise. Instead of being content, he wants us always to be on the lookout for something better—maybe that something that somebody else is enjoying. If only I had what they have, then I would be happy. This is called coveting. The ninth and tenth commandments say, “You shall not covet.” God gives us these commandments for our good, and we truly would be better off if we never coveted, but coveting comes naturally to us. Coveting is also a very powerful spiritual problem, and so the devil wants us to covet. The first step to coveting is to be dissatisfied with what God has given to you. This dissatisfaction can be about all kinds of different things: Your spouse isn't good enough. Your parents aren't good enough. Your job isn't good enough. Your friends aren't good enough. Your personality isn't good enough. Your body isn't good enough. There are two things I'd like to point out about this poisonous spiritual fog the devil is always wafting our way. First of all, it is useful to understand that these things could be true—at least certainly theoretically. Could you have a better body? Yep. We all even know how we could do it too. Could your job be better? Theoretically. If we are considering dreams and ideals, then I suppose anything is possible. In fact, this is just the reverse of something I've already said a few times tonight: “Things could always be worse.” Conversely, things could always be better. Both statements are truisms. Things could always be worse. Things could always, at least theoretically, be better. So that's the first thing—there's truth, theoretically at least, mixed in with the dissatisfaction and covetousness. The second thing I'd like to point out is that this evil spiritual fog makes people miserable. Thinking about how you don't measure up with various aspects of your life is practically guaranteed to make anybody who does it sad. This, of course, is what the devil would like for all of us. The devil likes it when others are made sad. He'd like it if we would all be sad and miserable eternally. So the devil will waft his nasty, poisonous fog towards us to destroy any contentment and thanksgiving towards God that we might otherwise have. The devil would like nothing better than for all of us to hate everything we have in our life, and then for us to be angry at God for making our lives so miserable. But truly it is not God who has made our lives so miserable. The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases. Great is his faithfulness. It is not God who makes us so miserable. It is the devil. The way he does it not even so much by depriving us of what we need for this body and life. Instead he bewitches us so that we are dissatisfied, covetous, and thankless. Shame on the devil for bewitching us so thoroughly. What dreadful misery he manages to inflict upon us. But the good news is that you can fight back. Not only can you fight back, but the real truth is on our side. That's how it always is with the devil. The truth is actually against him. He has been defeated. It is only by lies that he holds on to any power. So when the devil cooks up a lie that you should be miserable and ashamed at how bad things are for you, know that he's wrong. The truth that the devil will probably try to use is that things could always be better. But the real truth is that things are already good now. We don't need any potentialities or idealism. Things are already good. To say that, however, requires faith. We must believe that amid all the things that can happen and do happen in this life that Jesus is Lord and God. He reigns at the right hand of God the Father almighty. He has redeemed us poor, fallen, covetous sinners. He sends his Holy Spirit, the Spirit of truth and gladness, to fight against all lying, evil, and sad spirits. Things are already good now and the truth is that the future is as bright and cheerful as we could ever hope for so long as we remain faithful to Jesus. What we know about the future is that there is nothing that is currently wrong that Jesus will not set right. There is nothing dissatisfactory about us or in us that will not be healed and perfected. Perhaps God will do this to some extent for his children already in this life, but even if he doesn't, do not be afraid. He will surely do it when we are resurrected. Now somebody might object: What about all those things that I still don't like about my life? I want those changed now. My spouse, my job, my health, my wealth, my body—these haven't suddenly changed in these last few moments have they? I want my best life now! This brings to mind the kinds of things that the devil said to Jesus when he was tempted in the wilderness. He said, “If you are the Son of God, then change these stones into bread. Why be hungry? Fix it now.” Or, he said, “Bow down and worship me and all these kingdoms will be yours. Why go through that cross and trouble?” The devil, it seems, is a fan of the quick fix. Don't put up with anything. Get it changed right now. But supposing, even, that the goods could always be delivered—supposing that all your wants could be satisfied—what would that ultimately profit you? Jesus once asked, “What would it profit a man to gain the whole world, but to lose his soul?” The reason why even gaining the whole world would not ultimately profit us is because we were made in the image of God. We were made for fellowship with God. Not even all the world's goods and accomplishments can satisfy what can only be satisfied with a relationship with God. So do not throw away the goodness of God that is renewed for you every morning by being dissatisfied, by chasing after some ideal. Be thankful instead. What is now, what is present, is good. And even if there is something that isn't good, it is without doubt passing away. That is what is so marvelous about what Jesus has accomplished for us. Anything that is evil, unfit, unworthy, sad, what-have-you, will not go on forever. It cannot go on forever. After the cross is the resurrection.  

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Meet Rick Indridason, who has a powerful testimony and an amazing story of redemption, faith, and hope. Today, Rick is a remarkable husband (he and Alissa will celebrate 7-years of marriage in June), an outstanding Dad to a young son and two teenagers, as well as a hard-working and committed professional in the construction industry.As the youngest of five children, with two older brothers and two sisters, Rick has experienced some challenging and difficult times. His alcoholic Dad left them family when Rick was only five years old, then five years later, at age ten, Rick's Mom died – and she was the matriarch of the family, the only foundation the five children had at the time.Rick's journey includes him smoking weed at age ten, shortly after Mom died, and that grew into drinking alcohol in his early teens, progressing into doing hard drugs and entering a life of poor behaviors, coupled with stealing cars and doing whatever it took to fund his poor choices. He experienced numerous incarcerations and spent years in jails and prison.His sober/clean date is Thanksgiving Day – November 26, 2009. The desperation and despair had overcome any functionality in his life. Rick says about that day, “I felt no hope but then God spoke to me and give me hope”. There are two books in the Bible that really spoke to him. In Isaiah 43.25 – where the Lord said “put your trust in me, stop fighting, and you will be restored”. And the other is in Chapter 3 of the book of Lamentations.  Rick is leading an extraordinary life today and desires to share his gratitude while offering hope and encouragement to that person who's still struggling.acourageousrecovery.com

My guest on Episode 54 is my friend, Rick Indridason, who has a powerful testimony and an amazing story of redemption, faith, and hope. Today, Rick is a remarkable husband (he and Alissa will celebrate 7-years of marriage in June). He is an outstanding Dad to a young son and two teenagers, as well as a hard-working and committed professional in the construction industry.As the youngest of five children, with two older brothers and two sisters, Rick has experienced some challenging and difficult times. His alcoholic dad left their family when Rick was only five years old, then five years later, at age ten, Rick’s Mom died – and she was the matriarch of the family, the only foundation the five children had at the time.Rick’s journey includes him smoking weed at age ten, shortly after Mom died, and that grew into drinking alcohol in his early teens, progressing into doing hard drugs and entering a life of poor behaviors, coupled with stealing cars and doing whatever it took to fund his poor choices. He experienced numerous incarcerations and spent years in jails and prison.His sober/clean date is Thanksgiving Day – November 26, 2009. The desperation and despair had overcome any functionality in his life. Rick says about that day, “I felt no hope but then God spoke to me and give me hope”. There are two books in the Bible that really spoke to him. In Isaiah 43.25 – where the Lord said “put your trust in me, stop fighting, and you will be restored”. And the other is in Chapter 3 of the book of Lamentations.Rick is leading an extraordinary life today and desires to share his gratitude while offering hope and encouragement to that person who’s still struggling.

A mysterious woman comes to stay at the Hotel Del Coronado and winds up dead five days later from an apparent suicide. However, as the investigation unfurls, it becomes apparent she was not who she said she was. Was she a runaway? A conwoman? An assassin? It depends who you ask.  Join me to help unravel the web of lies the beautiful stranger wove on today's episode of Crimes & Witch-Demeanors. Follow Us on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/crimesandwitchdemeanors Submit your feedback or personal stories to crimesandwitchdemeanors@gmail.com  Episode Transcript: https://crimesandwitchdemeanors.com/2020/12/16/episode-006-the-beautiful-stranger/  Visit the website: https://www.crimesandwitchdemeanors.com  Like Us on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/crimesandwitchdemeanors  Podcast illustration by GiAnna Ligammari: https://gialigammari.wixsite.com/portfolio    Sources: A Mystery Cleared Up, the Coronado Girl Suicide Identified. (1892, December 4). 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DREAMING CASUALLY (Investigative Blog) by J'aime Rubio: Who Was The Beautiful Stranger? Part 2. DREAMING CASUALLY (Investigative Blog) by J'aime Rubio. https://dreamingcasuallypoetry.blogspot.com/2013/11/who-was-beautiful-stranger-part-2.html   Rubio, J. (2013c, November 20). DREAMING CASUALLY (Investigative Blog) by J'aime Rubio: Who Was The Beautiful Stranger? Part 3. DREAMING CASUALLY (Investigative Blog) by J'aime Rubio. https://dreamingcasuallypoetry.blogspot.com/2013/11/who-was-beautiful-stranger-part-3.html   Rubio, J. (2013d, November 21). DREAMING CASUALLY (Investigative Blog) by J'aime Rubio: Who Was The Beautiful Stranger?- Part 4. DREAMING CASUALLY (Investigative Blog) by J'aime Rubio. https://dreamingcasuallypoetry.blogspot.com/2013/11/who-was-beautiful-stranger-part-4.html   The Del's Kate Morgan Mystery Begins. (n.d.). Hotel Del Coronado. 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Retrieved December 11, 2020, from https://www.coronadomystery.com/lottiepedia/lottiepedia-kate-morgan.html TRANSCRIPT:    Hello and welcome to Crimes and Witch-Demeanors; I'm your host, Joshua Spellman.  On today's episode we're finally hopping over to the West Coast on our ghoulish tour of the United States and stopping at the Hotel Del Coronado in sunny San Diego, California.    Today's story is bonkers.  When I began investigating it, it seemed fairly straightforward and I thought this was going to be an easy episode…but I was incredibly wrong.  While 98% of the articles and websites about this case make it seem like a simple open and shut cold case, after digging deeper I discovered it was anything but.  And once again, the hotel website was not the most reliable source for this story.   But before we begin I just have some quick housekeeping.  In order to make the podcast more accessible I am posting transcripts of every episode on the official website.  You can find the link to the website and the transcript for this episode in the show notes, or you can simply view the blog at crimesandwitchdemeanors.com    Now I do have to go back and finish transcribing a few episodes…I don't think you realize how much writing I do for these.  This episode alone is about 5,000 words…or 10 pages single spaced.  It might as well be a legal brief…which…let's me transition into my next topic before we get started.  God, I'm smooth as heck.   Did you know there was an intellectual property case in 1917 between Mark Twain's family and an author who published a book claiming that is was written by Twain beyond the grave using a Ouija board?  What in the actual hell?  Trial by Ordeal is a paranormal podcast that covers legal precedents and cases that were informed by the paranormal or strange events.  I love my podcast because it blends archival science with the paranormal in what I like to think is a fresh take but if my take is fresh I don't even know how to describe this.  It's great.  I liked it and I figured you all would as well.  But I'll let you be the judge (ahaz.  But the host Sarah Arena is lovely and I wanted to shout her out because I figured if you liked my podcast you'd like hers.  Us witches gotta stick together!   Okay.  Housekeeping is finished…and speaking of housekeeping oh my god my segways are on fricken point…let's hop over to the Hotel Del Coronado and delve into the mystery of the Beautiful stranger…         It was Thanksgiving Day – November 24th, 1892 when a true Victorian mystery began to unfurl.  It was on this day that Lottie A. Bernard was born a fully mature and elegant woman and who would die only five short days later.    “I understand” a young woman with short dark hair said, exasperated “but my brother has my baggage tickets…we…we were separated on the train.  If you could please hand over my trunks to me, it would be greatly appreciated.”   “Sorry ma'am.  Without them tickets I can't give you your luggage”   “But I cannot be without them!  They hold all of belongings.  I don't know when I'll be able to find my brother again.  So if you could please turn them over…”   “Railway policy, I'm afraid, ma'am,” the ticket man said, a little more sternly “it's out of my control. Nothing to be done about it.” he said with finality, turning to head back into his booth.   “Fine.” the woman breathed, exhaling her frustration like the hiss of a train “but I will be back!  And you'll hear about this!”   The main nodded to her expressionless, urging her to keep on moving.   Aggravated, the woman, with nothing but her handbag, made her way into the city of San Diego.  First, she made a stop at the Hotel Brewster to ask if her brother and his wife had arrived.  The hotel clerk informed her that no such persons were staying at the hotel, nor did they have reservations.   Not finding her brother at the Brewster, the woman made her way to the ferry, and then from there, once landing on Coronado island, she took the little red trolley 1.3 miles to her final destination: the Hotel Del Coronado.  Or, as it was affectionately known to locals…the Del.   It was mid-afternoon as she approached the Del.  It's massive white façade was blinding, even as the sun sat low in the sky.  The Del was the largest resort hotel in the world and it's architectural style was distinct.  Constructed entirely of wood painted white, with a red roofing – it was flanked by two wide and sprawling tower-like annexes, with a more rectangular midsection that was dotted with Victorian spires of its own jutting out here and there.   The woman made her way up the front steps but did not approach the main doors, instead she made her way to a separate entrance off to the side that read “Unaccompanied Ladies” on the lintel.   Making her way into the hotel, those inside where aghast.  A woman?  Traveling unaccompanied?  In the Victorian era?  How very dare she.   The woman made her way up to the small desk, reserved for ladies like herself…those that dare travel without the company of a gentleman or older woman.  “I'd like to book a room, please”   The clerk looked her up and down.  She was dressed at the height of fashion: wearing a large black hat and a solid gold ring with four pearls and a blue stone set in the center.  Possibly a sapphire.  The clerk could see that the woman was attractive, with her pale skin, high cheekbones, and short dark hair.  Even the two small moles on her left cheek somehow seemed elegant.   “Are you traveling alone, miss?” the clerk replied.   “No, no…” the woman started “I…am waiting for my brother he's to join me soon.”   “Alright, miss.  And…” he now noticed she was carrying nothing but her handbag and found it quite peculiar “…do you have any luggage?”   A look of frustration flashed across the young woman's face.  “Yes.  My brother will be bringing it.  You see, we were separated in Orange but we're meeting here, you see, and he has my luggage”   “That is perfectly alright miss” the clerk said, “And the name for the room?”   The woman hesitated for a moment.  “Uhh…Lottie.  Yes, Miss Lottie A. Bernard”   “Thank you Miss Bernard, and where are you from?”   “I'm sorry, it's Mrs.”   “My apologies.  Where are you from, Mrs. Bernard?”   “Detroit”   And it was at this moment that Lottie A. Bernard was born, springing to life like the goddess Athena from Zeus's forehead: fully grown and mature.  But unlike the goddess Athena, Lottie was not immortal.   “Here we are Mrs. Bernard” said a young bellboy by the name of Harry West, “Room 302.  I know it's a source of frustration for you but I for one am glad you didn't have any luggage!  It saves me from hauling your trunks up three flights of stairs!”   Lottie laughed, “Oh, don't you worry my brother, Dr. Anderson will bring them when he arrives.”   “Yes, of course” Harry said, nodding.  Not looking forward to his arrival.   “I do hope he comes soon.  I am ill you see.” Lottie replied somberly.   She looked in good health to Harry.  “Oh I am very sorry”   “Yes, yes, I have neuralgia and a stomach cancer.  My brother is arriving with my medicine and to treat me.”   “Well, in that case, I do hope he comes soon” Harry replied, now feeling remorseful about not wanting him to bring her bags.  “Well, Happy Thanksgiving, ma'am.  Enjoy your night.”   “You too, Harry” Lottie said, handing him a small tip.   Lottie slept soundly that night, and stayed on the hotel grounds the following day.  She spent it mostly in her room, but she spoke to quite a few guests and hotel employees: most often telling of her frustration about the baggage fiasco at the San Diego train station and how she wished her brother would come soon.  She inquired multiple times at the front desk if they had heard word from him.   On the morning of her third day Lottie slowly made her way down to the hotel drug store.  She appeared to be in considerable pain, for which she requested medicine.    “Miss, you should really see a doctor” the chemist told her with concern.    “I am already seeing a doctor.  My brother, Dr, Anderson, is a physician.  He should be here any day now” Lottie responded before leaving.  However, she came back to the store later that afternoon where she made an odd purchase consisting of an empty pint bottle and a sponge.   On the fourth day of her stay Lottie did not leave her room, save to inquire at the front desk about her brother who had still not arrived.   Dawn broke on the fifth and final day.  Lottie awoke and requested that Harry, the bellboy, bring her up a glass of wine from the bar.  For the pain, she said.  Shortly thereafter, she called for Harry again to bring her a whiskey cocktail.  Alcohol seemed to be Lottie's medication of choice since her brother was nowhere to be found.   Once Harry brought her whiskey, she requested that she draw a bath for her.  She hoped the hot water would help soothe her stomach pain.  Down the hall, Harry drew Lottie a bath (as on-suites were not customary at this time – even in such a fine hotel) and brought her a bucket of ice at her request.   “Thank you, Harry” Lottie mumbled weakly as she made her way from the room to the bath holding on the wall for support, “I should be finished in an hour or two”   An hour passed; and then two.  BZZT, BZZT “Yes…yes…please…could you send Harry up to my room at the earliest, thank you, thank you” Lottie said over the phone.   Harry was sent up to the room and he was shocked to find Lottie soaking wet and groaning in pain.  Lottie explained that she had fallen in the tub because she was so weak and had gotten her hair wet.  She went on to mention that she feared her wet hair would worsen her condition and so asked Harry to dry her hair for her.   It wasn't a service the hotel provided but because of her insistence, Harry obliged.  Lottie seemed to drift in and out of sleep throughout the process and would intermittently whimper in pain.  Harry was uncomfortable but he was paid handsomely for his extra services: Lottie tipped him a dollar.  Now, a dollar doesn't seem like much, but in 1892 it was worth a full day's wages.   After leaving Lottie's room, Harry told his supervisor Gomer of his concerns…who had some concerns of his own…namely Lottie's tab that she had been running up.  Lottie was paying for her room daily, but her expense tab (which would customarily be paid at the end of a guest's stay) was starting to rack up.  Because of his concern for her health—mainly her financial health—Gomer decided to visit Lottie in her room.   Gomer found her just as Harry had described: sick in bed and writhing in pain.    “Hello ma'am, I came to check on you, Harry told me you weren't feeling so well and maybe you should call a doctor” Gomer looked at the fireplace, which was unused, “you really should light a fire, miss. There's a rather frightening storm coming tonight.”   “No need for a fire” Lottie said, “and I'm so near death now, all the doctors have given up on me and my condition.  Calling another wouldn't be of used to me…”   “I'm sorry ma'am.  Then there is the issue of your tab…” Gomer said awkwardly   “Telegraph Mr. G. L. Allen in Hamburg, Iowa” Lottie said, “he'll cover any additional expenses”   Lottie did decide to light a fire, though not as Gomer had recommended.  She rang Harry once more and requested matches.  Harry offered to bring a box from the store but Lottie insisted she only needed a few.  Reluctantly, Harry gave Lottie the couple of matches in his pocket.   Lottie took them from his hand and lit one.  She tossed it into the fireplace on top of what appeared to be a stack of papers or letters, burning them to cinders.   That afternoon, slowly, still in pain, Lottie made her way down to the pharmacy once more.  During her conversation with a real estate agent, T.J. Fisher, she expressed that she had to head across the Bay and into San Diego.  Naturally, Fisher advised her not to, not only because of her frail condition, but because the approaching storm could spell trouble for her journey.  Disregarding this, Lottie went on to say that she had to go and identify her items at the train station because of her lost baggage tickets and promptly left.   Lottie began her journey to San Diego around 4 or 5 o'clock, first riding the trolley (where she required the conductor's assistance to board because of her weakened state) and then afterward, she took the ferry across the bay to San Diego.  Lottie first made her way into a store called Ship Chandlery and asked the clerk if he sold revolver cartridges.  He did not.  But he told Lottie where she could purchase some: from Chick's Gun Shop down the road.   Lottie followed the clerk's advice and told the owner of the gun shop that she wished to purchase a revolver and cartridges as a Christmas present for her friend.  The owner of the shop sold her what she requested and even demonstrated the proper use of her new firearm.  With her new purchase in hand, Lottie made her way back to the Del.    After placing her newfound weapon safely in her room, Lottie made her way down to the hotel veranda.  There she stood overlooking the ocean, watching the black storm clouds rolling on the horizon, approaching faster and faster bringing with them a sense of foreboding.  Electric anticipation crackled in the air.  The winds which grew ever stronger, carried the soft scent of Jasmine on its wings but it was tinged by something else…beneath the heady floral notes the unmistakable stench of death and tragedy loomed.  From inside the hotel, Harry watched Lottie on the portico, not knowing that this would be the last time he would see her alive.   Breaking from her reverie, Lottie approached the front desk where Gomer was enraptured in work.  Gomer had spent all evening fulfilling requests from guests to switch their rooms from the seaward side of the hotel to the landward side to buffer themselves from the storm.   “Has there been word from Dr. Anderson?” Lottie inquired.   “No.  No word from your brother…same as always”   “I see…well, thank you…” Lottie said “Goodnight.”   “Goodnight.” Gomer said sharply, annoyed not only by the fact that she had interrupted his work, but also because she still an astronomical tab to pay and he had not heard word from her brother nor the mysterious G.L. Allen he telegrammed earlier that day.   That night the storm lashed against the Hotel del Coronado, slamming it with torrents of rain.  Lightning shot through the sky in spidery veins and the thunder roared like a circus lion.  By dawn, however, the beast had been tamed.  The sun broke through the clouds to filter through the morning mist, it's beams falling gently on the body of Lottie A. Bernard.   An electrician found her sprawled on the veranda steps leading down to the beach.  A revolver in her hand, evidently the cause of her present condition.  The coroner claimed her death a suicide without examining the body—if he had he would have noticed the bullet did not come from her gun.  A circus of an investigation followed, riddled with more twist and turns than a corkscrew.   And that is how Lottie A. Bernard lived and died in just five short days.  The body went on to be identified, misidentified, and identified again…but her true identity is still a source of conflict and mystery well over a century later.  Was she a runaway?  A con-woman?  An assassin?  Depending on who you ask, she was either one of these things or all of them.    Regardless of who she was in life, her restless spirit still haunts the Hotel del Coronado.           And that is the story of the beautiful stranger.  I wrote the narration based off of historical accounts including witness testimony from transcripts of the coroner's inquest and news article.  In fact, her physical description in the beginning?  I just reworded the description the police gave of her body that was published in the Los Angeles Herald.  We have a lot…I mean a lot…to unravel before we can even start to talk about the haunting because this case is just next level confusing.   In typical Victorian fashion the press coverage and the investigation into her death is insane.  So who was Lottie A. Bernard?  It depends who you ask, but I'm going to tell you what the historic record states first before getting into warring theories by some overzealous authors.   Initially, investigators had no reason to believe she was anyone but Lottie A. Bernard.  In fact, $25.00 was wired from G.L. Allen after her death to cover her bill.  However, it soon became apparent that Lottie A. Bernard was nothing but a clever façade.    Deputy Coroner Stetson did not hesitate to rule the death a suicide.  As mentioned earlier he did not perform an autopsy: the wound to her right temple was enough to convince him.  However, it was later discovered the bullet that caused the wound did not match the caliber of the pistol Lottie purchased.  Perhaps Lottie bought the gun to protect herself from someone.   When the police searched room 302 they found quinine pills, handkerchiefs embroidered with the name ‘Lottie' or perhaps ‘Louisa' Anderson, and a pile of burnt letters.  The items that remained intact had strange scrawls on them.  One simply read “Lottie A. Bernard”, another “I don't know any such man” and even an invitation to the Del signed by actresses Louise Leslie Carter and Lillian Russell.   The police sent another telegraph to Mr. Allen in Iowa but did not receive a response.  In the meantime they found a Lottie A. Bernard from Detroit…but she was alive and well.  Now it was clear that Lottie was nothing but an alias.   The police published the aforementioned sketch in the paper, which you can see on the podcast Instagram.  A Mrs. Wyllie from Detroit came forward after seeing the rendering and reading the description and said the corpse in question was her daughter, Lizzie Wyllie.  Lizzie had eloped from Detroit with a married man a few weeks prior.  The description matched her to a T—even right down to the two moles on her left cheek– mystery solved…right?   Well…almost.  There was one issue: Lizzie Wyllie had pierced ears.  The cadaver did not.  Nor did it show any signs that it ever had.  Mrs. Wyllie telegraphed her niece in Pasadena to go and identify the body—but there is no record that she ever did.   Now, after the body was identified, Mr. Allen from Iowa responded to the police's telegraph.  He explained that he knew Anderson Bernard, though he never met his wife, he sent the $25 as an act of charity.   A few days later Mrs. Wyllie received a letter from her daughter.  She was alive and well in Toronto.  With the body now once again unidentified, it was embalmed and placed on display in the window of the undertaker, hoping a passerby might recognize her.  Every day Victorian women came to gawk but no one could identify her.   In Los Angeles, a maid by the name of Katie Logan had been missing since November 23rd.  She had told her boss, Mr. Grant that she needed to sign some documents in San Diego and that she would return before Thanksgiving.  Katie showed no signs of illness the day she left…and Mr. Grant claims she also didn't take any luggage with her.  She left with only her satchel.    She left a trunk behind in the Grant estate in Los Angeles which was then opened.  Their contents revealed that yet again the woman was not Katie Logan, but instead Kate Morgan.  Inside was a lock of hair, old photographs, a tin with the name “Louise Anderson” on it, and a marriage certificate of a Kate Farmer to Thomas E. Morgan.  They were both from Hamburg Iowa.   Kate had been married to Thomas but she left him for his stepbrother…G.L. Allen.  Kate and Allen's relationship was fraught with its own dramas: Allen being a gambler and Kate a con-woman.  Their most common trick was to have Kate flirt with wealthy men on trains.  When the gentleman wanted to…take it to the next level…so to speak…Kate would say she would love to…if they could beat her brother in a game of cards.  The two would then play a rigged game to swindle the lustful gentlemen of their cash.   Allegedly Kate and Allen had gotten in an argument on a train leaving from Orange that led to Kate leaving Allen and taking up a position at the Grant home.  The ‘brother' that Lottie was constantly asking for may have been Allen, but we cannot be certain.  Her stomach pains were likely due to the fact she was pregnant and not cancer.   The coroner called JW Chandler, Kate's grandfather asking what they should do with the body.  He simple sent the money required and said “Bury her and send me the statement”.  No one ever came to identify her as Kate Morgan.    It was noted by one newspaper that the photographs of Kate Morgan from the trunk did not resemble the victim in the slightest.  And where would a maid get such elegant clothes?  Kate Logan dressed plainly.  She was a maid.  Why were the handkerchiefs in the hotel room embroidered with the name Louisa?  What happened to the three trunks at the San Diego station?  They disappeared before they could be opened.   Most articles, blogs, and even the hotel's website do not mention these inconsistencies.  They say that the woman was without a doubt Kate Morgan.  I think the main source of confusion is the trunks.  Most articles seem to indicate the trunk that was opened was from the San Diego train station.  It wasn't.  It was at the Grant home in Los Angeles.  The “evidence” from the trunk didn't have anything to do with the dead woman.  The photographs inside were said not even to resemble her.  No of her family, nor the Grants went to identify her body.   I read a book “Dead Move” by John T. Cullen.  He tries to weave an intricate story that it was indeed Lizzie Wyllie who died and she was part of a large conspiracy involving Kate Morgan, the owner of the hotel Coronado, and James Dole…the founder of the Dole Food Company…and a plot to…overthrow the kingdom of Hawaii…or…something?   I honestly couldn't finish the book.  He seemed so desperate to sell this theory.  At times it even seemed strangely aggressive…and…after coming across his blog page…I'm less inclined to finish his book.   He goes on a diatribe about some other author rambling two paragraphs and it honestly reads like Donald Trump trying to discredit his naysayers.  He even contradicts himself, here is a sampling:   The Wikipedia entry for 'Kate Morgan' has been doctored by a person with a skewed agenda, so that I caution against trusting it. This individual, who pops up at every public forum where I attempt to discuss my results, is a smooth-talking purveyor of fractoids (details, either false or half true) taken out of context for the purpose of swiftboating a targeted researcher and his published results. His motivations are as hazy as his grasp on reality. It's simply in the nature of a story like this to attract the occasional crank, who can be as fanatical as religious zealots in the pursuit of their delusions, and therefore capable of Macchiavellian [sic] means in the service of their ends. A reasonable person will ask: "What on earth is the point? It's just a ghost story, after all, or a true crime story that most people barely know or care about?" In a disturbed mind, an entirely different scale of values may be at play. Hello, little colored pills and capsules, where are you when such persons need you?   He misspelled Machiavellian, by the way..  He even goes on to attack other authors saying:   As with the spurious Alan May book of 1987—which has planted so much misinformation in all sorts of rambling, un-fact-checked websites and ghost books—it is best to take most 'sources' under careful advisement. My own book rests on its own merits, and requires no defense from cranks. I am prepared to defend my thesis at the level of a doctoral monograph, so well-defined are my stated methods.   So…here's my take on that: if your book could stand on its own merits…then let it.  He said himself that a reasonable person would ask “What on earth is the point?” and that “In a disturbed mind, an entirely different scale of values may be at play” and I'm just leaving it there.  Because he scares me.  But if you're interested in the nitty gritty details, give his book a shot.  It's very detailed, for sure, even if there is a lot of conjecture.   However, I do agree with one thing: the beautiful stranger was not Kate Morgan.  I don't know who she is, and we may never.  My fan theory is that she was Sadie McMullen since the description is close and she was said to have ran off to California…but she wasn't released until 1893.  So, there goes that.  Hopefully one day the mystery will be solved…and Mr. Cullen will never listen to this.…the Menger Hotel found my podcast episode on them and I truly regret calling them an upscale Holiday Inn…although people who have stayed there told me that I wasn't wrong in saying so.   So all that aside I hope you stuck around long enough to hear a little bit about the Beautiful Stranger's ghost.  My favourite factoid is that the streetlamp above where her body was found never stays lit for long.  The light almost immediately burns out and electricians can never give a reason as to why.  I like this because an electrician found her body and I feel it goes full circle.   Of course the room is also haunted, and to be honest, it's pretty par for the course as far as paranormal activity goes.  Guests claim that she loves to mess with the electricity: making the television and alarm clock radio to turn on by themselves.  The curtains in the room often move on their own accord despite the windows being closed and there being no draft and extremely cold breezes can also be felt in the middle of summer with no known source.  Maids say that objects in that room, including the doors, move by themselves.    Many presidents have stayed at the Del.  On one such occasion, when H.W. Bush was staying there one of his secret service men had room 3312 and he was scared out of his mind.  He ran down the front desk and begged for his room to be changed.  Whatever happened, it was enough to scare a highly trained agent half to death.   I hope you enjoyed today's episode!  Please, don't forget to subscribe wherever you like to listen…and if you listen on Spotify: if you hit the “Get notified of new episodes” switch you'll get a push notification whenever a new episode drops!   Next week we'll be talking about all the wonderful winter and Yule witches.  Until then, stay warm, stay curious, and most importantly…stay spooky.  God, I need a better sign off.  Bye

Service Bulletin: Cover Bulletin  and Psalms for Thanksgiving Sermon:  SRM1953-A-Course-in-Thanksgiving.pdf 0:00  Versicles, Venite, Lutheran Worship p. 208 3:10   Office Hymn “All People That on Earth Do Dwell” LW 435, TLH 14 6:10   Psalm 100 (See Insert) Hymn LW 403 “Praise and Thanksgiving” Psalm 121 (See Insert) Hymn LW 500/TLH 575 “Before You, Lord, We Bow” Psalm 67 (See Insert) 18:20 Readings:  1 Timothy 2:1-8, Luke 17:11-19 22:00  Sermon “A Course in Thanksgiving” Psalm 100:4  (length 15:45 minutes) 37:45  Te Deum, LW p.214 41:30  The Prayers 48:25  Hymn “Christ by Heavenly Hosts Adored” LW 499, TLH 566 50:45  Service ends --Michael D. Henson, Pastor of Trinity Lutheran Church (Herrin, IL) This post is the audio, if you want the video CLICK HERE --> Vimeo Thanksgiving

Homily Thanksgiving Day (November 27, 2020)

Sermon by the Rev. Zachary Nyein for Thanksgiving Day, Thursday, November 26, 2020. Watch the sermon video here: https://vimeo.com/484061123

Scripture Reference: Luke 17:11-19.

Having gratitude for what you have now, might be what you need.

Happy Thanksgiving, Atlanta First family! Today Lead Pastor Rev. Jasmine R. Smothers is joined by the church staff and leadership team in wishing all a happy Thanksgiving. Let's worship, serve, grow and engage together!Support the show (http://www.atlantafirstumc.org/give)

How to have a thanksgiving mindset.

Sermon by the Rev. Zachary Nyein for Thanksgiving Day, Thursday, November 26, 2020. Watch the sermon video here: https://vimeo.com/484061123

By Pastor Chuck Ryan Thanksgiving Day   Deuteronomy 8: 1-14(vs.10) Thesis: Families need to come together and thank God as a family for the country He has blessed us with. God Bless America!   There are a lot of similarities between God leading Israel to Canaan and the pilgrims to America. God's Word states, “Remember how the Lord led you…” God calls them to reflect upon their own history. The Israelites were delivered from the religious oppression of Egypt and the Pilgrims from the religious oppression of England. The Israelites were led across the desert and the American's were led across the Atlantic Ocean. Both the Israelites and the Pilgrims were concerned about religious freedoms, a place to raise their families and place where they could prosper.   As God was concerned about the Israelites not forgetting Him while enjoying the blessings, so God is concerned about America not forgetting him as well. “When you have eaten and are satisfied, praise the Lord your God for the good land he has given you.” (vs 10) These are the instructions that God gave Israel and to all His children He has blessed. We, as Americans, the descendants of the first Pilgrims have been blessed with a great land of prosperity. We are called to praise him!!! “Be careful that you do not forget the Lord your God, failing to observe his commands, his laws and his decrees that I am giving you this day.” (vs11) (also Read vss. 18-20) Forgetfulness can lead to pride. (vs12-16) All good things come from God. (vs17-18)

Sermon on Thanksgiving Day (November 28, 2019) The sermon text is Psalm 100 and the title is "Godly Contentment."   Picture from St. Paul's Lutheran Church of Des Peres.  This sermon wasn't delivered there.  I visited there for an American Kantorei concert on November 17, 2019 and heard four Bach cantatas, one of which was BMV 156.

Thanksgiving Day - November 28, 2019The Honorable Frank Scott, Mayor of Little Rock

All Saints’ Episcopal Church, Atlanta is a vibrant, progressive community that welcomes all – wherever they may be on their spiritual journey. We are called to know, to love, and to serve God and our neighbors. In all that we do, we honor All Saints’ abiding commitment for justice and peace for all people in Atlanta and across the world. Visit us online at https://allsaintsatlanta.org

Sermons from All Saints' Episcopal Church - Atlanta

Today’s readings:St. James 1:16-27St. Matthew 6:25-34“Every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.”

Thanksgiving Day - November 28, 2019The Honorable Frank Scott, Mayor of Little Rock

If you are in the US, Happy Thanksgiving! Let's take a quick look at the "Cap Stack" and also how Uranus might have a seat at your Thanksgiving table today! LOL See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

We are the firstfruits of His Salvation! Happy Thanksgiving!

In this episode I discuss coffee's effect on your running. I'm a daily coffee drinker and I take coffee before some of my runs. How does coffee affect runners? Listen in and find out. In my, "That's Crazy Good", food segment I highlight the great coffee at Bodhi Leaf Coffee (https://www.bodhileafcoffee.com/).As an ambassador of the Plymouth Rock "N" Run Turkey Trot this year I have a special promo code that will give you $5 off any non-kids run registration. The promo code is Paul5off. The race takes place on Thanksgiving Day November 28, 2019 in the city of Anaheim, CA. Register for the race here (https://www.plymouthrun.com/)

In this episode of the Up and Running Podcast I discuss some important racing tips. I get specific about the topics of Pacing, Positioning, Surging, Kicking, Fueling and more.....Whether you're a beginner runner or a veteran runner like myself this episode is relevant for you! In my "That's Crazy Good", food segment I share the great food from Vivel Crepes and Coffee in Lakeway Texas! Check them out on their website at http://www.vivelcrepes.com/ Their food is absolutely amazing! I'm excited to announce that I am an ambassador for the Plymouth Rock "N" Run Turkey Trot which takes place on Thanksgiving Day November 28,2019 in the city of Anaheim. The race is a 5k, 10k, 10 mile, Dog Walk, Kids Run and Tot Trot! This is a fast course so if you're looking to post a fast time this is a great race to do it at. I have a special Promo Code for listeners of the Up and Running Podcast, it's Paul5off. Use this code when you register for the race and get $5 off your registration for any non kids race! You can register at https://www.plymouthrun.com/registration

Dan Ruderman (IG loveand_death_ because) agreed to be a guest on an episode of our podcast. But as we began to chat— he felt it was maybe too early. As you will hear, his wife’s death was on Thanksgiving Day November 22, 2018: very recent. We decided to go on and just chat and it happened to be recorded— this was the technology we were using. At the end, Dan decided he was okay if our conversation was used as a podcast. Thank you Dan for the generosity of sharing your heart and your unique and love-filled experience of walking your dear Ditte home and holding such a meaningful vigil for her. Apologies for the inconsistent audio since we were not considering this an episode recording. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/deathdialogues/message

Thanksgiving Day - November 22, 2018State Representative Clarke Tucker

Thanksgiving Day - November 22, 2018State Representative Clarke Tucker

Welcome Introduction: Hello and welcome to Episode 5 of Hotdish: The Just Food Co-op podcast. I’m Vicki, your host, and I am very excited to bring you the latests news from your community at the co-op. The purpose of this podcast is to keep the conversation going beyond the walls of our building. Just Food Co-op aims to be a meeting place for community and friends, where our stories can be heard and shared. Where there is an open line of communication about your food, where that food comes from, and how it is being used to nourish our town and its members.   Announcements: There is a Wellness Fair going on on Saturday, October 28th from 10am-1pm featuring various healthcare professionals from around the area. There will be samples, free massages, and chatting with professionals. Segment 1 - Story: Gina, our Wellness Manager talks to us about the Wellness Fair which she spearheaded. Segment 2 -  Julia, owner of Fine Fettle and a Naturopathic Practitioner who just moved her office to Bridge Square. She talks about what a Naturopath does, and invites you to come talk to her at the Wellness Fair. http://www.finefettle.store/  Cooperative Principal of the Week: Principle #5: Education, Training, and Information Cooperatives provide education and training for members, elected representatives, managers and employees so they can contribute effectively to the development of their cooperative. Members also inform the general public about the nature and benefits of cooperatives. Happenings/Next Week: An Overview of The Upcoming Events in November - Coffee With the Board - November 4, 10am-12pm Holiday Sample Day - November 11, 10am-1pm Holiday Entertaining Sample Day - November 18, 10am-1pm Turkey Pick-up Day - November 20th sign up sheet is up, sign up before November 19th. Thanksgiving Day - November 23, Store Closed Black Friday - November 24, Store Open Normal Hours 7am-9pm   For More Information about Happenings at Just Food Co-op as well as up-to-date information about your local cooperative grocer you can. Go to our website www.justfood.coop. This is where you’ll find the hotbar menu. Follow us on Facebook Follow us on Twitter & Instagram Look at our favorite recipes and food-related hacks on Pinterest Our Bi-monthly newsletter is available on our website, and physical copies are available in our store. We also have a weekly email newsletter which you can sign up for by simply emailing your name and the email address you would like to use to info@justfood.coop. If you have any questions or comments for the podcast please email them to social@justfood.coop. Also if you have any suggestions for segments or would like to be a guest on the podcast, please email Vicki at social@justfood.coop with your ideas. She would love to hear from you. Thank you for listening to this Episode of of HotDish, The Just Food Co-op Podcast. Talk to you next time. Outro. : Just Food Co-op nourishes a Just, Healthy and Sustainable Community.