As you already know, my friend, Paige Birgfeld, from Grand Junction, Colorado, left her home on June 28, 2007 and hasn’t been seen since. All of us who knew her were shocked to learn that she had been leading a secret life, which may or may not have had something to do with her disappearance.

Paige

You can read more about her and her story by following the links on the right side of this column. Even more stories about Paige can be found in her special forum on a website called Help Find The Missing. The links are below.

Next Tuesday, June 10, her story will be featured on CBS News 48 Hours. The program has been under development since February, and CBS has been following her story since the beginning. (She has also been featured on NBC’s Dateline and ABC’s 20/20.)

The program will air on June 10 at 9:00 EDT / 8:00 CDT. Check your local listings.

IMPORTANT LINKS:

Help Find The Missing: Main Site Entrance

Help Find The Missing: Paige’s Forum

Help Find The Missing Blog: The Amazing Double Life of Paige Birgfeld

Help Find The Missing Blog: The Untold Story of Paige Birgfeld

In my little neighborhood, development is finally slowing down, mostly because there’s not much open farm land left to develop. The subdivision next to me was the start of the ludicrous when they advertised the development with the catch phrase, “Leave the city behind, come to the country.” Of course, all the streets have gutters and sidewalks - so very rural.

The one that still drives me crazy was the development on either side of Division Road. There is a rise on Division Road, whether you are driving north or south on Division, you come to a hill that is high enough that you cannot see the top of it until you are almost to the top. You travel on a short plateau that is there, and then you go back down the hill.

The new developments enter from the top of the hill, on the short plateau, effectively creating a crossroads at the top. It’s a really dumb place for an intersection, but so it goes.

Division Road, long a divider between cornfields, had a speed limit of 40 MPH when the subdivisions were opened. Not long after the subdivisions opened, residents went to the village and complained that the speed limit on Division Road was too high. When attempting to pull out into traffic, the cars cresting the hill could not be seen until they were right on top of the poor driver trying to pull out.

In agreement, the village lowered the speed limit to 35 MPH, and although it took time to get used to it, I travel 35 MPH on Division Road. It’s better than having one the of subdivision residents for a hood ornament. Now, granted, I’m probably one of the more aggressive drivers you’ll encounter on freeways, but on local roads where there may be children around, I’m a speed limit kind of driver. It’s safer and in the long run, a lot cheaper in avoided fines and raised insurance rates.

As you might guess, I am often tailgated on Division Road by impatient drivers who wish to drive much, much faster. Invariably, they turn into, or out of, the very subdivision for whom the speed limit was reduced. Last week, I was traveling my usual 35 MPH on Division Road, the speed limit I would like to remind you, being tailgated by a moron in a green Toyota. The moron in the Toyota was being tailgated by a bigger moron in a Pontiac. At the far southern end of Division Road, it curves and widens with an extra southbound lane.

Where the road widens, the two morons almost hit one another trying to get around me. The moron in the Pontiac cut me off, slammed on the brakes like he wanted me to hit him, then he waved at me. He didn’t use all the fingers on his hand. I believe his horn also has a malfunction, because it seemed to be sounding for an unusually long time.

Of course, I also carry a pen and paper. I have his license number. So does the local police department. The police assure me that they’ve already had a conversation with him about his driving habits and are watching for him, as am I.

Of course, you know which subdivision the moron lives in, right?

Antoin “Tony” Rezko, a political operative and former power broker from Illinois, has just been convicted on 16 of 24 federal corruption charges. Link: Daily Herald.

Why is this of interest? Rezko is a friend and close associate of Presidential Candidate, Barrack Obama. The conviction follows closely on the heels of Obama claiming the Democrat nomination yesterday.

Rezko allegedly has numerous connections to both Obama and to Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich, a Democrat who ran on a reform platform after former governor, George Ryan, was convicted of corruption charges. Blagojevich claims no involvement with Rezko and claims he has done nothing illegal, however, he is under federal investigation himself.

It will be very interesting to watch, over the next few days, how this story will play out. Pay attention to how the Obama campaign will shift spinmeisters into overtime to distance the candidate from Rezko. Let’s see how the McCain campaign handles this conviction or what they may, or may not, do with it.

Even more interesting to see is what Hillary Clinton does with this story.

Nothing even close to this has ever happened before. This story is big, it is going to get bigger, and we’re all in a position to watch history being created.

It came a lot faster than I thought it would. Hizzoner, Wisconsin Governor Diamond Jim Doyle, issued a statement today that does exactly what we predicted - he places the blame squarely on General Motors and completely overlooks the downward turn in the market, sales of SUV’s that have plummeted and he wants GM to reconsider the closing, just as we predicted. Much of what he said is true, but some of it (see bold text) is just typical, political bloviating.

“After all the years of work and everything the people of Janesville have given, it is tough to stomach what GM is doing here today.

“Families here have dedicated their working lives to this General Motors plant. The city of Janesville, the state of Wisconsin – we have all been committed to making this plant work.

“So many people here have put their hearts into building trucks at the Janesville assembly plant, and now they are left with a cold decision that casts them aside. We all feel it in our guts.

“GM made it clear that this was a plant that they were invested in. They brought Barack Obama here just months ago. It was clear that this plant was the pride of GM.

“But, it should have been obvious long ago that the future was not where GM was headed. Bad corporate decisions kept these lines turning out gas guzzlers as fuel prices went from 2 dollars to 3 dollars and now to 4 dollars per gallon.

“Now we stand here, carrying the burden of those bad corporate decisions – failed leadership that culminated in a calculation that left out the very heart of this company, the workers who built it.

“I am inspired by the workers who in the face of all this – in these difficult times – are saying they will work to make the best of this. That’s the spirit that made this company worth something, and that’s the spirit that built Janesville.

“I want Wisconsin workers to know that the state will stand with you. We will work together to fight for Janesville and our future together.”

Of course, politicians blaming GM for building products people actually wanted to buy is nothing new.

Gov. Doyle: “…the future was not where GM was headed.”

Governor? Perhaps you’d like to share just where GM was headed? Did they figure out a way to head somewhere other than the future? That would be a pretty remarkable R&D Department.

In 1973, when OPEC deeply curtailed oil output, extreme shortages were the norm. People who had been comfortably driving their large, American land yachts like Buick Electras, Chevrolet Impalas, Ford Galaxies, Plymouth Furies, Dodge Coronets, even Cadillacs, Lincolns and Imperials, suddenly wanted to trade them in on Pintos and Vegas, even AMC Gremlins. The big cars were sale-proof, no one wanted them.

Public outcry was immediate, and loud. Why hadn’t GM, Ford and Chrysler built downsized automobiles? The answer is simple. Before the oil embargo, GM, Ford and Chrysler could hardly give away small cars, let alone sell them to Americans who wanted luxo-boats.

By federally mandated fuel economy standards, those cars were reduced in size. GM introduced downsized B and C body cars in 1977, lopping nearly 1,000 pounds off the signature Cadillac. The A body cars followed in 1978. While the cars were popular, many GM customers went to Ford and Chrysler in those years. Why? Ford and Chrysler were still building large cars, large cars that Americans wanted to buy - despite government intervention.

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The 1977 Cadillac was 950 pounds lighter than its 1976 ancestor.

Well, here it is, 35 years later and history is repeating itself. Gasoline, now four bucks a gallon, is finally making people look at abandoning their large vehicles, which happen to look like Tonka toys compared to the their 1970 counterparts.

And just like 1973, the politicians are pointing fingers for the sake of trying to put the blame…somewhere, anywhere, trying to make themselves look good.

And just like 1973, they look foolish.

For many, many years, there has been a group of American do-gooders telling us that our cars are too big, gasoline isn’t expensive enough, and it should be against the law to build and sell SUV’s.

Today, General Motors has announced the closing of the assembly plant in Janesville, Wisconsin by the close of 2009, or sooner, if market downturns continue. The Janesville plant is one of the locations that GM builts medium duty trucks and SUV’s.

Just watch - the do-gooders will be ecstatic that the plant is closing. No more SUV’s, no more gas-guzzling GM vehicles.

Not long after the closing, those same do-gooders will be crying about the loss of 2,700 jobs in Janesville that will come in one fell swoop. They will decry GM for releasing all those workers and tell us there ought to be a law that says GM was supposed to keep the plant open, ignoring the fact that the plant no longer builds a product that customers want to buy.

Don’t scoff - it will happen. It always does.

June better go on a diet or buy bigger clothes.

This has always been my favorite month of the year. When I was a kid, it was always promoted with a spirited “June Is Dairy Month” in Wisconsin, with a farm breakfast in most counties, tours of dairy farms and the like. It was great that America’s Dairyland promoted it’s heritage product. Sadly, you don’t hear much about that anymore.

It’s also a busy time of the year, in fact, in our family, June always started in late May. We’ve always been overrun with The Old Man’s birthday, in late May and the previous day is the birthday of someone who was an important part of my life for a long time. It’s also the anniversary of…well, you don’t really want to know about that. But June is also full of anniversaries, graduations, car shows and other big events. If The Old Man were alive, he would have been 97 last week. How can such a young guy have a such an old Old Man?

Forty years ago this month, The Old Man, The Rocket Scientist, our uncle and a favorite cousin, and Your’s Truly, of course, made a pilgrimage to the ultimate shrine of fishermen - at least, a shrine for our family.

More about that in another post to follow.

For now, enjoy the month of June, my favorite month of the year.

Today is Memorial Day - I have such mixed emotions about traditional Memorial Day having been moved to the last Monday of May. On one hand, it’s nice to officially have the three day weekend, that many people took anyway, and it’s nice to have a “official” start of Summer. On the other hand, Memorial Day has been cheapened by the move, and it is no longer observed with the reverence and respect that it should be.

The day originally began as Decoration Day, proposed by the GAR - the Grand Army of the Republic - a veterans’ organization. Decoration Day was proposed on May 5, 1868, and was set for May 30 every year because flowers would be in bloom everywhere in the United States, as a time to remember those who had fallen during the Civil War. The first observance was held that year at Arlington National Cemetery, where flowers were strewn by the GAR on graves of Union AND Confederate graves. As a part of the ceremony, small American flags were placed on each grave, a tradition that is carried on yet today.

My grandmother, who was born in 1898 and grew up in the early years of the 20th Century, knew the day as a time to memorialize fallen veterans of The Civil War but it was not until after the War to End All Wars that the day was expanded to honor all American war dead. Grandma continued to call it Decoration Day until she died in 1971.

For me, this will always be Memorial Day, and following tradition, I will observe a moment of silence at 3:00 PM today, to honor Americans who made the supreme sacrifice to protect my way of life.

AARP has discovered a way to take pop-up advertising to a new, and all time annoying, level.

One, they’ve figured out how to get around pop-up blockers.

Two, they’ve figured out how to embed a Flash animation into their annoying ad.

Three, they’ve figured out how to disable the right mouse button so you cannot dismiss the *#@ #*&%! box with your mouse.

The only way to get rid of this insideous thing is to refresh your browser window, then wait for it to pop up again.

Shame on you, AARP. Take your pop-up ad and pop it right up your membership channel.

“You’re making more money than ever. In effect, your industry has no problem in doubling your profits, in tripling your profits, even when prices at the pump go crazy, you have no problem in keeping up with your increasing profit. It doesn’t seem fair guys, it just doesn’t seem fair.”

So said Senator Herb Kohl, Owner of the Milwaukee Bucks NBA Team, as he was grilling oil company executives yesterday.

Gee, Senator, I just went and looked at tickets for your basketball team. Ticket prices keep going up but your industry seems to have no trouble increasing your profits. You’re making money and your team members are getting paid millions and millions of dollars. Still, you expect little old me to pay you well over $125 for a decent seat to see a game. Oh, sure, I can pay you $10 for a seat up in the rafters someplace, and go watch the game on the monitors at the snack bar for a better view.

And all at the same time, you’re making millions and millions of dollars.

It just doesn’t seem fair, Senator, it just doesn’t seem fair.

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