I heard that one of the most familiar voices of our time has been silenced. I recall many days when we would listen for Paul Harvey's commentary as we had breakfast (as I grew older, I discovered some stations played him in the middle of the day). Like many, my favorite part was when he would tell "The REST of the story." I could almost see him turning the page after an inserted commercial for the Bose acoustic wave machine or some other sponsor, and he would say, "page 3."

It seemed that one of the things that helped begin the day was to hear Paul say, "Hello, Americans . . . " concluding with a hearty "Good Day!"

Thanks, Paul, for the memories, for the laughter, and for making us sometimes think about what we thought.

I recall a time (more years ago than I am ready to admit) when we celebrated the birthdays of significant presidents. Typically in the month of February we set aside times to remember George Washington (the Father of our country) and Abraham Lincoln (the Great Emancipator) because (1) they had birthdays in the month of February, and (2) they held certain distinctions as presidents of the Union.

Then someone got a burr under their saddle (look it up) and decided that we should honor all of our past presidents. The school boy in me said, "Cool, now we'll get more holidays!" But alas, what the decision-makers decided was that, instead of celebrating all of the presidents' birthdays, we could lump them all together into one. Consequently we went backward in the number of holidays we received, from 2 in February, to 1 in February and none in the other months which held birthdays of past presidents.

Be that as it may, today is the special day designated to honor our presidents, so here's something I couldn't do from memory -- list the presidents:

1. George Washington, 1789-97
2. John Adams, 1797-1801
3. Thomas Jefferson, 1801-9
4. James Madison, 1809-17
5. James Monroe, 1817-25
6. John Quincy Adams, 1825-29
7. Andrew Jackson, 1829-37
8. Martin Van Buren, 1837-41
9. William Henry Harrison, 1841
10. John Tyler, 1841-45
11. James Knox Polk, 1845-49
12. Zachary Taylor, 1849-50
13. Millard Fillmore, 1850-53
14. Franklin Pierce, 1853-57
15. James Buchanan, 1857-61
16. Abraham Lincoln, 1861-65
17. Andrew Johnson, 1865-69
18. Ulysses Simpson Grant, 1869-77
19. Rutherford Birchard Hayes, 1877-81
20. James Abram Garfield, 1881
21. Chester Alan Arthur, 1881-85
22. Grover Cleveland, 1885-89
23. Benjamin Harrison, 1889-93
24. Grover Cleveland, 1893-97
25. William McKinley, 1897-1901
26. Theodore Roosevelt, 1901-9
27. William Howard Taft, 1909-13
28. Woodrow Wilson, 1913-21
29. Warren Gamaliel Harding, 1921-23
30. Calvin Coolidge, 1923-29
31. Herbert Clark Hoover, 1929-33
32. Franklin Delano Roosevelt, 1933-45
33. Harry S Truman, 1945-53
34. Dwight David Eisenhower, 1953-61
35. John Fitzgerald Kennedy, 1961-63
36. Lyndon Baines Johnson, 1963-69
37. Richard Milhous Nixon, 1969-74
38. Gerald Rudolph Ford Jr , 1974-77
39. James Earl Carter, 1977-81
40. Ronald Wilson Reagan, 1981-89
41. George Herbert Walker Bush, 1989-1993
42. William Jefferson Clinton, 1993- 2001
43. George W. Bush, 2001-9
44. Barack Obama, Our current president
    

In the midst of a publishing community that is debating the value of keeping editors on staff, and the wash of a techno-age that fills young minds with convenience spelling for the sake of saving space on a text message, it has apparently become less than important to properly proofread tests.

Kudos to Geoffrey Stanford for his attention to a standardized test won him his fifteen minutes of fame. Read the story here.

I was intrigued recently by a commercial blitz. It started with the Superbowl ads for Pepsi Max. You know the campaign—targeting real men with this “healthy” version of Pepsi-Cola. The big ad on Superbowl Sunday had men encountering outrageously harsh pain with the age-old statement “I’m all right!” (or some variation thereof). It says a lot about a man’s machismo if he can be hit in the head with a bowling ball and respond with “I’m okay”. My son understands this concept and, whenever he trips and falls, re-echos, “I’m okay! I meant to do that.” He’s been doing that since he was three.

So these ads – I especially like the one which claims that the can houses a nuclear reactor (or some such) and upon crushing it the guy says, “Hey, I just crushed a nuclear reactor.” [For those who have seen the ad more than once, don’t fill the comment section up with corrections to my memory, that’s not the point. I'm posting it here to avoid confusion.]

Now I’ve periodically tried diet sodas. They’re supposed to be better for you and all that. And any time that I have encountered the word “diet” in the title of something that’s not really all that good for me to begin with, I get suspicious. I’ve heard the mantra of the diet soda cult – “You can’t tell the difference!” (repeat four or five hundred times).

And now for the truth: Some of the drinks sold in the category known as “diet soda” do indeed taste worse than others. I recall a swig of Tab from years ago. That seared a memory that will forever be with me. I recall the days of Sugar Free Dr Pepper, and a taste test of Pepsi One (supposedly not a diet drink, but it had the same effect on me as Diet Pepsi, Diet Coke, and Diet Dr Pepper). The bottom line is that if a drink substitutes anything for the sugar or syrup that’s supposed to sweeten it; if the manufacturer tries to sell it with a “sugar free” tag-line – or even a “low sugar” tag line – the product will leave a taste in your mouth.

“You get used to it,” some of my friends argue – but if I have to get used to it, why would I want to drink it? As it is, I don’t drink that much soda anyway. I hear the same arguments about the use of certain artificial sweeteners, and “natural” sweeteners (you can’t tell the difference). But I have discovered that if it ain’t sugar, I can taste the difference. In fact, one popular sugar substitute today is made by changing the refining process for sugar (so it’s made out of sugar). I’m told that you can’t tell the difference when it is used – either by itself or mixed with sugar on the halvsies. But that’s a lie – you can tell the difference!

And so the point: The claim is that Pepsi Max is the kind of diet drink that real men can drink without fear of it being a sissy diet drink. So I had to try this new concoction. Who knows, maybe technology has found a way to make a low sugar drink drinkable. But alas, it has not happened. My advice to you, if you are not of the diet drink cult, and continue to taste the sugar substitute long after the drink is gone, don’t bother tasting this one. Great ad campaigns aside, Pepsi Max is just another in the long line of trying to get us to de-sugar our sugary drinks, and it tastes bad, too.

Here’s to you, Dr Pepper – and if anyone can find a bottle that’s sweetened properly with Imperial Pure Cane, send me some and I’ll be eternally grateful.