Duncan Swartz, b. 29/Oct/1960, d. 28/Jun/2015

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Duncan L. Swartz Jr.,54, of 282 Forest Ave., Jamestown, died Sunday (June 28, 2015) in the WCA Hospital.

He was born in Jamestown on October 29, 1960 the son of Duncan Swartz Sr., Frewsburg and the late Patricia Constantine Swartz.

He was a self employed carpenter and previously worked as a welder at the former Blackstone. He was also employed at Matco Tools, Phoenix Metal, Crawford Furniture and Superior Bat Turnings.

He served in the US Navy. He was loved by his family.

Duncan is survived by his former wife, Joyce Frye, Jamestown, four children, Tonya (Joseph) Spallino, Jason (Julie) Swartz, Amanda (Joshua) Williams, Jamestown, Brian Swartz, Falconer, a nephew that he raised, Kenneth Patterson, Buffalo step mother, Clara Swartz, Frewsburg, nine grandchildren, seven step grandchildren, a brother, Robert Swartz (Cheryl Steams), Jamestown, a sister, Norine Cramer, Lakewood, step sisters, Tracey Johnson, Frewsburg and Wanda (Chris) Allen, Buffalo. Several nieces and nephews also surive.

He was preceded in death by a granddaughter, Aaleigha Swartz, a brother, Daniel Swartz and two sisters, Crystal Gessey and Rebecca Parkhurst.

A funeral service will be held at 3:00 p.m. Thursday, July 2, 2015 in the Hubert Funeral Home and Cremation Services. The Rev. Hope Furlow, will officiate. Friends will be received for two hours prior to the funeral service.

You can send a condolence to the family by visiting www.hubertfuneralhome.com.

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Remembering Anna

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A lot of things happened on the day that I died. Many things changed The whole world bustled with energy as it always does. The appointments that were so important were left unattended on the day of my death. All of the plans that I made will never come to fruition. The calendar that has rules my days and nights for years will no longer be relevant at all. All of my material possessions that I pined for and guarded will be up for the taking to those who want them, or will carelessly be thrown aside. My critics can no longer hurt me, and their harsh words will never cause me undue pain again. The arguments I won that gave me such a sense of satisfaction no longer bring solace or comfort. I no longer rush to answer all of the urgent notification beeps of texts and calls and emails. Their gravity is forever ebbed. All of the regrets I wasted so many sleepless nights on are forever where they should have always been – firmly placed in the past. The worries about the size of my waist, my thinning hair and the deepening wrinkles on my face are gone. The image of myself I so desperately wanted others to have is a mirage; they now have to complete it themselves anyhow. My reputation, flawless and so worked for, is of little concern. All those things both big and small that caused me such anxiety and so many sleepless nights are now obscured. The mystifying questions about life and death and what it all means were at one clarified. All of this and more came true, on the day I departed this earth. For all of this that has come to pass, there is still more things that will occur. There will be those people who truly knew and love me who will now grieve with the pain of my passing. They now suffer a new void. They have been beaten by fate. They will feel unwilling to accept that my time has come. A part of them was stolen from them on the day I died. And what they will wish for more than anything on that day, is to be able to spend just one more day with me in it. I know this, for I myself have grieved over the loss of those I have loved. And because I have mourned, I will try to remember that time is previous. It is finite. It is fleeting. It must not be wasted. For this reason, I ask that you not place materials before moments. I ceased worrying about those things which are beyond my control. All of those things that seem to matter so much, don’t. Do not let them compete for you attention or go against those things that truly do matter, those moments and people that allow you to actually live while you are alive. Do not be robbed of the joy you deserve. Spend your energy on those who make you feel alive, who want to spend their precious time with you. Dance with them before it is too late. Do not waste the daylight any longer in the previous days before the one in which your life ends. Don’t keep giving your life to all that seem to matter, because when you die and are gone from this earth, that stuff won’t matter at all. Yes, I have left this world behind and one day, so shall you. But before you do, live each day like it is the first, last and best day you’ll ever have.

Source: 20180922-Remembering-Anna.pdf

Anna T Myers Hall-Beede, b. 2/Aug/1966, d. 8/Sep/2018

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Clyde- Anna T Myers Hall-Beede, age 52, a beautiful and deeply loved lady, entered into her place of eternal peace and solace on Saturday, September 8, 2018.

A native of Polk County, Florida, Anna had made her home in Haywood County for the past 25 years. She had honorably served her country as a United States Air Force Veteran and had been employed as a paralegal in Waynesville retiring with several years of dedicated service. She was of the Baptist faith. Her love of horses was evident all throughout her life and during her younger years she performed in rodeos and participated in barrel racing. Anna also enjoyed riding motorcycles and making wonderful memories with her family. Her great love for her family and especially her grandchildren was truly immeasurable. Anna had dedicated her life to “ raising her boys” and her amazing great strength and courage is an example for each of us to follow. Let us each remember Anna’s words,“Live each day like it is the first, last and best day you’ll ever have.”

She was preceded in death by her parents, Andrew Leach, Sr. and Ardelle Burns Leach and also her brother, Michael Myers.

Surviving are her loving husband, Donnie Beede of Clyde ; her sons, Kenneth Keefer of Waynesville and Stephen Hall and his wife, Chasity Hall of Rock Hill, South Carolina; five grandchildren; two sisters and eight brothers.

A celebration of life service will be held at 3:00 pm Saturday, September 22, 2018 at The Historic Grove Church located at Crawford / Ray Memorial Gardens in Clyde.

Crawford / Ray Funeral Home and Cremation Service is honored to be caring for the Hall-Beede family.

Sourced from: http://www.crawfordray.com/obituaries/anna-t-myers-hall-beede

My day with node.js

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It’s been a long time since I had FUN with a programming language. Today I had decided to take some time and dig nose deep into node.js. I’ve written much with Javascript before, and have always wanted to create RESTful services with something that wasn’t PHP, and from what i’ve heard node.js is a nice transition for a developer wanting to learn a new thing.

So, step 1 was to get some revision loaded up. Instead of apt-get or yum installing myself a version, I decided to get v8.11.3 (at this time is LTS) and install it in /usr/share/node. I symlinked all necessary executables to /usr/bin, and node -v’d myself to satisfactory execution.

I did the obligatory hello-world.js, and a subsequent cURL later to localhost:3000 got me really tickled. Being familiar with Javascript this was a confusing walk in the park. I decided to go ahead and github/public my musings and ramblings and set some goals, as I do have a destination with this.

https://github.com/mjheick/nodejs-learnings

002-is-global.js: First thing was to find out if I have access to global variables. Yes. Yes I do. Thanks Javascript for still allowing this to happen.

003-what-is-req-and-res.js: Then, with this res and req, I had to find out the contents of them. There had to be a Data::Dumper or var_dump somehow, and (since Javascript) there was the trusty console.log() to inspect these variables. #awesome

004-rest-verbs.js: Cause we’re building something RESTful, I needed to think if I had access to some Verbs. Low and behold, after skimming the node.js api for http the .method was smack in my face. It really came down to RTFM.

005-list-add-remove.js: I just took off from there. We have access to a global, we can make logic decision based on methods passed, and now we can pass a querystring and parse it up! At this point things were looking fairly awesome.

006-post-list-add-remove.js: We can’t use querystring for long, so I had to convert it to data passed in the request. After reading how Events and EventEmitter worked, this seemed quite natural. Got into some try/catching as well, and now explicitly taking in JSON data as well. Just a couple steps away from what we need to actually do!

007-list-with-expired-items.js: At this point we needed to store data with some “life” tied to it. i had to kick in some setInterval logic to scan the list of items that we’re storing and cull any that have expired. I also approached a level of pride in my code by making it look more presentable. At this point of excitement I had decided to develop a dataloader to “test” how well it can load and purge data, as well as overall node.js performance.

008-persistent-executed-list.js: In loading node.js and terminating it I had to think ahead in “what to do if the process bombs out with data stored in it”. At this point I had plugged in two separate items:
A) process.on(), to hook in synchronous routines that saved data and performed any cleanup, and rightfully aborted the process.
B) fs.readFile() fs.writeFile, so that I can dump the “local memory storage” timely to disk in 30 seconds interval.

Overall, this was awesome. I wanted to be able to create a RESTful service quick, timely, and efficiently, with little “new knowledge” required from previous Javascript development, and this was exactly what I got.

Fallon Chamberlin, b. 21/Mar/1986, d.19/Jun/2011

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Fallon L. Chamberlin, 25, of Jamestown, died unexpectedly Sunday, June 19, 2011, at Hamot Medical Center, Erie, Pa.

She was born March 21, 1986, in Jamestown, the daughter of Robert and Dixie Taft Chamberlin of Falconer. Fallon was her mother’s “Baby Girl” and “Best Friend.”
A Chautauqua County resident all of her life, she was a 2004 graduate of Falconer Central School, received her associates degree in Early Childhood Development from Jamestown Community College and was continuing her education at Jamestown Community College in the registered nursing program.

She was employed at Ruby Tuesday’s as a server and was presently the director of the Falconer Central School marching band’s color guard.
Fallon enjoyed life, some of her favorite things being, fishing, camping, traveling, music, marching band and spoiling her nephew, Robert Patrick Chamberlin.
Sister of Justin (Cassandra) Chamberlin of Salamanca; fiance of Logan Stakelum of Jamestown; granddaughter of Emmeline Spaulding of Frewsburg, John and Bertha Taft of Gerry, and the late Frederick Chamberlin. She is also survived by aunts, uncles and cousins.

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