Consider this with a Cup of Coffee…

I had a grandmother that had a rough life. She, like many grandma’s of grouchy guys like me, lived through the depression times and did somethings that they would normally not do in life. I remember clearly a story that grandma would tell to me, many times over many years…

Always ask who, what, why and when…
 
When I was a young girl, I came upon a small town and it had a small town mayor. The mayor had big town desires and he hired me to work in his office. I was young and naive and I needed money. Well one thing lead to another and I being a single girl and infatuated with this Swedish Mayor of a small township near Kansas City, Mo. I became entangled with a married man, who had no intention of leaving his wife and kids, for a young tramp like me…
 
Long story short; I ended up pregnant, ostracized and left to die on the outskirts of the town. I ended up at a farm house with a man much older than I and he and his kids my age accepted me and he married me to give my kid a name and family…
 
The nice older man was named Alfred and he was a German from the old country. He had come to America, lost his wife in childbirth? and was raising kids alone and trying to work a farm, plus run a grocery store downtown Kansas City during the depression…
 
He taught me one thing before I learned anything else. Before you do anything, before you leap, before you speak, before you run, jump, climb, scream, dance and before you do anything at all. Ask yourself questions and ask questions of everyone around you. For while no particular answer is the key, the combinations of all answers, gives you the ability to make decisions in life…
 
This man (Your Grandpa, as she looked at me and said, “You are a spiting image of him!”) taught me to ask;
 
Who? What? Why? When?
 
After sometime had passed and I became comfortable at the farm. I asked some questions…
 
I asked “Who” are you?
I asked “What” are your intentions for the future?
I asked “Why” do you care?
I asked “When” do I have to leave?
 
Alfred (Grandpa) said, “I am a man from the old country (known back then as Germany.) I plan on letting you stay if you desire or leave if you feel strong enough. You may leave the child or keep the child, for you are an individual and have to stand on your own two feet! I care, as I care for all those I feed and know that I will never get paid back. I am a man who could not turn you away in the eyes of God. You never have to leave, but you must carry your weight, just as everyone else does…”
 
Therefore I stayed and in less than a year, I married Alfred, gave my baby girl a name and found myself in a family of Germans, who accepted me (Not without issues though!) and I raised his kids and mine, and we mostly were all the same age. I had one more child and she was, by the son of Alfred and that was interesting times for a few years…
 
Alfred was over 40 years older than I and with that, grandma ended the story as she did many times…

That story above is how a family like mine, full of Germans ended up with a Swedish member in the family. Grandma’s first born was from a man who had only several years before, came from Sweden…

Oh and yes, grandma was Swedish and that I figured out on my own and that was why the attraction in the first place to a Swedish Mayor of a little township called Raytown, Mo. many years ago…

I was taught by this same woman to ask, Who, What, Why and When…

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…

3G Internet in the Russian Village…

Internet has been a interesting concept in the Russian Village, we have tried just literally every way to get connection and in the last few years we had 2G and it worked extremely slow but steady. Then Sveta found a coverage map for our area and we came upon the realization that 3G was about 100 meters down the hill from us and when they say, “The dark green area is 3G and it ends at the lake edge!” Then they are serious, it ended at the lake edge and 2G extended all the way into the deep dark woods behind us, for kilometers…

What to do? How to go from a snails crawl to a Jackalopes stride? Answer…

A Yagi external antennae and mount it on the outside of the building as high as you can reach, aim it at the local cell tower (somewhere in Siberia) and couple it to a internal mobile modem inside the home, with shielded low loss coaxial data cable and walla walla bing bang; steady three bar 3G Jackalope internet. For the less adventurous and idiots like me, just buy a special kit with everything included from the cell providers office…

Disclaimer; This is not in anyway a guarantee that it will work in another situation and in any location on earth. This is only tested by me and I can attest to the fact that it is able to pull a signal from as far away as Siberia, Russia (6000 to 7000 non-verified kilometers) to my cabin in the little village called Sunrise to Freedom. So your mileage may vary and in fact you may get no mileage at all as it is designed in a country that uses the metric system and kilometers would most likely be the best way to look at mileage…

Now a good question was, “How did you realize, that that you could do this simple act of magic to bring a signal in and have Siberian cell signal available?” And another good question is, “How did you aim the direction Yagi to such perfection?”

Simple, I studied the Cell Phone Payphone that they (government of Russia) installed in all the villages and they use a Yagi in our village to help the phone get reception. Then as the years went by I noticed that in the big villages, with good cell phone reception, they did not have these Yagi magic devices attached to the payphones. Then in a moment of clarity; It struck me that we can use an antennae also. For the payphone is 200 meters from the line of sudden cell phone death…

Then I looked at the payphone and determined the direction that they pointed the signal gathering device and when I realized it was approximately pointing at the planet Venus in the sky, I then had my coordinates and therefore, a signal to have internet with…

(I also had to try various positions until I found a happy spot and I found that spot after about 45 mosquitoes had drained my blood!)

It worked and for almost two days we have been playing with high speed internet and last night Sveta was a happy camper as she was able to get to her English learners and approve their applications…

I had just temporarily install the device to see if it would work and told Sveta, “I need to move it and we can make it better!” The look of horror on Sveta’s face, gave me the answer, she is happy and if I move it, she may be unhappy, for it works and works good enough to make my Sweetie very happy…

Now isn’t that what life is really about, “A Happy Sweetie!”

Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…