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... The first outing of the Lot Whitcomb was a pleasure expedition to Astoria ... on the Columbia River at the time, and as such the chief rival of Lot Whitcomb ... Lot Whitcomb ran twice weekly on the route from Milwaukie to Astoria, making the run in 10 hours, a substantial improvement over the previous time set by the Columbia which was 24 hours ...
... Aber Whitcomb (born 1977) is the CTO of Social Gaming Network, formerly known as MindJolt ... As CTO of Social Gaming Network (SGN), a multiplatform game developer and distributor, Aber Whitcomb oversees the cross-platform technology strategy and plays ... Whitcomb is a recognized expert in large scale computing, networking and storage and frequently speaks on these topics at industry events ...
... Lot Whitcomb proved expensive to operate, so a decision was made to sell her to the California Steam Navigation Company ... By the time they reached San Francisco, Lot Whitcomb had three feet of water in her hold ... Once in California, Lot Whitcomb was pumped out, renamed Annie Abernathy and ran until 1868 on the Sacramento River ...
... Former Indiana Governor James Whitcomb donated his vast library to Ashbury University—now DePauw University—in his will after his death in 1852 ... Whitcomb was an avid reader and had amassed a large collection of books in his lifetime, and kept almost every book he had ever read ... years his library was in public use there were numerous sighting of Whitcomb's ghost trying to protect his books ...
... Whitcomb is located at 39°26′54″N 84°56′13″W / 39.44833°N 84.93694°W / 39.44833 -84.93694 ...
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“Only one endowed with restless vitality is susceptible to pessimism. You become a pessimista demonic, elemental, bestial pessimistonly when life has been defeated many times in its fight against depression.”
—E.M. Cioran (b. 1911)
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Cruel bird, thoust taen away
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Nothing half so sweet and fair,
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With the risin sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest,
As he leaves the house, bare-headed, and goes out to feed the stock,
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—James Whitcomb Riley (18491916)