The International Footprint of Teff: Resurgence of an Ancient Ethiopian Grain

I will examine the transformation of the Ethiopian staple of teff into the global economy as a highly sought after commodity. In doing so I consider the effect of this change on the local, regional and international communities and the consequences of the 2006 Ethiopian export ban on teff grain and teff flour as it relates to food and nutritional security and economic development in Ethiopia. To take advantage of the economic opportunities presented by the growing domestic and international demand of teff and to address domestic food and nutrition security, I conclude that Ethiopia should focus on improving methods of producing teff by promoting investment in the domestic teff industry, opening up and expanding its teff market internationally

The spinning artificial gravity environment: A design project

The SAGE, or Spinning Artificial Gravity Environment, design was carried out to develop an artificial gravity space station which could be used as a platform for the performance of medical research to determine the benefits of various, fractional gravity levels for astronauts normally subject to zero gravity. Desirable both for its medical research mission and a mission for the study of closed loop life-support and other factors in prolonged space flight, SAGE was designed as a low Earth orbiting, solar powered, manned space station

Reliability, Maintainability, Suppliability, Availability and Costs for a Multigroup Fleet

Industrial Engineering and Managemen

Temporal Controls of the Asymmetric Cell Division Cycle in Caulobacter crescentus

The asymmetric cell division cycle of Caulobacter crescentus is orchestrated by an elaborate gene-protein regulatory network, centered on three major control proteins, DnaA, GcrA and CtrA. The regulatory network is cast into a quantitative computational model to investigate in a systematic fashion how these three proteins control the relevant genetic, biochemical and physiological properties of proliferating bacteria. Different controls for both swarmer and stalked cell cycles are represented in the mathematical scheme. The model is validated against observed phenotypes of wild-type cells and relevant mutants, and it predicts the phenotypes of novel mutants and of known mutants under novel experimental conditions. Because the cell cycle control proteins of Caulobacter are conserved across many species of alpha-proteobacteria, the model we are proposing here may be applicable to other genera of importance to agriculture and medicine (e.g., Rhizobium, Brucella)

Oh come, hear my story,

voiceSung by J. R. Crymes, and Marie Washam DeValls Bluff, Arkansas June 14, 1954 Reel 192 Item 9 Moohlight and Skies Oh come, hear my story, Of heartaches and sighs, Of a prisoner who's lonely, For his moonlight and skies. I have a sweetheart, Who's waiting for me, Back in old Oklahoma, Not far from Shawnee. My pal's name was Blackie, Who had worked too hard, A robbery was planned, So we decided to start. I went to my darling, With tears in her eyes, Said, daddy, don't leave me, Your moonlight and skies. The first scene was fatal, A shot through the heart, Poor Blackie died sending, Love, to his sweetheart. Go tell her, go tell her, That I send her my love, And I'll meet her in heaven, With the angels above. That night I was captured, Out under the stars, I'm now serving lifetime, Behind prison bars. So I sit here alone, As the day slowly dies, Dreaming of my darling, Of my moonlight and skies. Coll. by Mary Jo Davis For M. C. ParlerFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

Poor Rover died and lay in his grave,

voicePerformed by Linda Crymes and an unnamed girl friend.For M. C. Parler Coll. by Mary Jo Davis Sung by Linda Crymes and a girlfriend, DeValls Bluff, Arkansas June 13, 1854 Reel 190 Item 17 Poor Rover Poor Rover died and lay in his grave, Lay in his grave, lay in his grave, Poor Rover died and lay in his grave, He-He, lay in his grave. There grew an ole apple tree up by his side, Up by his side, up by his side, There grew an old apple tree up by his side, He-Ho, up by his side. The apples had ripened and fell to the ground, Fell to the ground, fell to the ground, The apples all ripened and fell to the ground, He-Ho, fell to the ground, There came an old woman to gather them up, Gather them up, gather them up, There came an old woman to gather them up, He-Ho, gather them up. Poor Rover rise up and gave her a sock, Gave her a sock, gave her a sock, Poor Rover rise up and gave her a sock, He-Ho, gave her a sock. It made the old woman go hippety-hop, Hippety-hop, hippeyy-hop, It made the old woman go hippety-hop, He-ho, hippety-hop.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

Way down in Hogumbottom

voiceCollected by Mary Celestia Parler Transcribed by Nathaniel Lucy Sung by Zula Crymes De Valls Bluff, Arkansas July 1, 1954 Reel 202, Item 8 Frankie Lee Way down in Hogumbottom I thought I heard a bulldog bark It was nothing but - - - Albert A-hiding in the dark Well he’s my man But he won’t come home Frankie Lee was a good girl As everybody knows Albert Lee was a rounder But he sure did wear good clothes He’s my man But he won’t come home Frankie went down to the depot To meet the morning train She payed one hundred dollars For Albert a watch and chain Well he’s my man But he won’t come home Frankie went out a walking She did not go for fun All under her apron pocket She carried a forty-one Gunna kill her man Cause he’s doing her wrong Frankie went down to the barroom She purchased one glass of beer She whispered low to the bartender “Is Albert Lee not here? Well-a he’s my man But he won’t come home The bartender said “Frankie - - - as you’re leaving here Albert Lee’s in the backroom And women a-buying him beerHe’s your man He’s not treating you right” Frankie slipped up on Albert And Albert started to run She said “Come back here to the girl you love I’ll shoot you with your own gun” Well-a he’s my man But I’ve got him now Frankie shot poor Albert She shot him through the head The very next shot she took at him Albert fell over dead I’m your man You’ve got me down Frankie shot poor Albert She did not shoot him but twice Don’t shoot me anymore Frankie For you’ve done and took my life I’m your man But you’ve got me now Come turn me over Frankie Come turn me over slow But do not touch my bleeding side For my heart may overflow I’m your man But you’ve got me now Frankie was arrested next morning At a half a past three All in a silver seated baggage Drunk as she could be All of her man Cause he couldn’t come home A rubber tired buggy And a rubber tired hack Carried little Albert to the cemetery But it never will bring him back Well he’s my man But he won’t come home Frankie went to the graveyard She fell down on her kneesOh speak to me poor Albert To give my heart some ease Oh you’re my man But you won’t come home Frankie’s sister came up and said “Frankie why do you weep so If it had been my man I’d killed him long ago He’s your man But he won’t come home Some gave Frankie a nickel Some gave Frankie a dime I gave Frankie a five dollar bill Cause she used to be a girl of mine She’s my girl But she won’t come homeFunding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

And it's GLORY to know We're SAVED,

voiceCollected by Mary Celestia Parler; Transcribed by Neil Byer Mrs. Jim Crymes DeVall's Bluff, Ark July, 1954 Reel 202, Item 5 Some Folks Some folks jump up and down all night At a D A N C E, And on their face is great big spots Of a P A I N T. And then they go to church to show Their brand new H A T, And laugh at us because we say We're S A V E D. Chorus: And it's G L O R Y to know We're S A V E D, It's H A P P Y to tell We're F R double E; Once F O U N D In the chains of S I N, It's V I C T O R Y To know I'm Christ within. I once knew a man His name was B R O W N, He prayed for prohibition And voted R U M. He helped to put the poison In his neighbor's C U P, And then he had the brass to say He was S A V E D. Some folks drinks lots of R U M Till their nose is R E D, And stagger home in the morning To their W I F E. (Chorus)Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation

On a dark, cloudy night, not a star was in sight,

voiceCollected by J.R. Crymes Mary Celestia Parler DeValls Bluff, Ark. April 17, 1854 Reel 198 Item 8 The Wreck of Old Number 9 On a dark, cloudy night, not a star was in sight, And the north-wind came howling down the line, With his sweetheart so dear stood a brave engineer, With his orders to run old Number Nine. He kissed her good-bye with a tear in his eye, But the joy in his heart he couldn't hide, For the whole world seemed bright when she told him that night That tomorrow she'd be his blushing bride. train Oh the rolled along and the wheels hummed a song, And the black smoke came pouring from the stack, He looked right ahead and his brave heart stood still For a headlight was gleaming in his face, He whispered a prayer as he jammed on the air, For he knew this would be his final race, He was found in the wreck with his head on his breast, And he asked them to raise his weary head, This message he sent as his breath slowly went, To the maiden that he intend to There's a little brown home that I bought for our own, And dreamed we'd be happy evermore; I leave it to her for I know she'll be true Till we meet on that happy golden shore.Funding for digitization provided by the Arkansas Humanities Council and the Happy Hollow Foundation