Feb 12, 2021
The Ohio Chief Probation Officers Association (OCPOA) announced the results of it s recent election for the 2021-2023 term. Every two years, the OCPOA membership votes to select new officers and trustees for the Association s all volunteer Executive Board. I am very proud of what the Board accomplished over the last two years. Despite the challenges faced over the last year, we continued to enhance our footprint on the field of probation both at the local and national levels. I look forward to the newly elected leadership s continued excellence in the areas of education, training and advocacy. Molly Gauntner, Immediate Past President and Chief Probation Officer, Franklin County Municipal Court.
NEW BEDFORD When looking for a outdoor winter activity that’s COVID-19 safe, consider joining the vast number of locals in the SouthCoast searching for geocaches.
Geocaching recently turned 20. And it’s still thriving. It’s an outdoor treasure hunt using GPS devices to navigate to a specific set of coordinates in an attempt to find a hidden container. Since geocaching began in 2000, there are now over three million scattered across the globe.
“It brings me to places that I would never think ever to go,” said Sarah Audette of Fairhaven. She has been searching for geocaches since 2010. “It gives me that surprise.”
WORK is ongoing to review how healthcare is provided on Shetlandâs outer islands following the resignation of nurses in Skerries, Fair Isle and Fetlar â with technology seen as a key part of future provision.
All three nurses left their posts by the end of October, with temporary cover arrangements currently in place.
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A meeting of Shetlandâs integration joint board (IJB) heard on Thursday that the resident nurse remains in Foula.
Members of the board, which oversees health and social care in Shetland, were updated on the âdirection of travelâ for change in how care is provided on the four ânon-doctor islandsâ.
Cincinnati Magazine
February 18, 2021
Emerson Stewart III, the third-generation operator of Red Stewart Airfield, shouts “Contact!” out the open cockpit window. Like a scene from a classic aviation film, the mechanic heaves downward on the front propeller once, twice and the Piper Cub’s underwhelming 65-horsepower engine (the kind you’d find at the rear of a vintage VW Beetle) coughs into uncertain life.
Chug, Chug, Chugga-Chug, Chug, Chug, Chugga-Chug… Stewart is in the front seat of the canary yellow Cub, and I’m in the back, sharing the same set of simple controls. My legs are splayed and feet pressed against two rudder pedals, the aileron stick nearly in my crotch and about navel high.