From 9/11/2001 to 2/6/2004 is 878 days
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Kerry Burgess
Sunday, July 15, 2018 at 5:03 pm Pacific Time USA
Have I not yet said "I told you so" !!!!!!!!!
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Dark_Tower:_The_Gunslinger
The Dark Tower: The Gunslinger
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
The Gunslinger is a fantasy novel by American author Stephen King, the first volume in the Dark Tower series.
The Gunslinger was first published in 1982 as a fix-up novel, joining five short stories that had been published between 1978 and 1981. King substantially revised the novel in 2003, and this version is in print today.
http://www.presidency.ucsb.edu/ws/index.php?pid=106422
The American Presidency Project
Dwight D. Eisenhower
XXXIV President of the United States: 1953 - 1961
Executive Order 10634—Providing for Loans To Aid in the Reconstruction, Rehabilitation and Replacement of Facilities Which Are Destroyed or Damaged by a Major Disaster and Which Are Required for National Defense
August 25, 1955
By virtue of the authority vested in me by the Defense Production Act of 1950, as amended (50 U.S.C. App. 2061, et seq.) and as President of the United States, it is hereby ordered as follows:
Whenever financial assistance is not otherwise available on reasonable terms, provision may be made for loans (including participations in, or guarantees of, loans) under Section 302 of the Defense Production Act of 1950, as amended (50 U.S.C. App. 2092), to aid in carrying out the reconstruction, rehabilitation, or replacement of facilities which are destroyed or damaged by major disaster as defined and determined under the provisions of the Act entitled, "An Act to authorize Federal assistance to States or local Governments in major disasters, and for other purposes", (64 Stat. 1109), whenever such facilities are required for national defense as determined by the Director of the Office of Defense Mobilization.
DWIGHT D. EISENHOWER
THE WHITE HOUSE,
August 25, 1955.
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From 10/28/1955 ( Microsoft Corbis Bill Gates the transvestite and 100% female gender as born to brother-sister sibling parents and the Soviet Union prostitute and the cowardly International Terrorist violently against the United States of America actively instigates insurrection and subversive activity against the USA and United Nations chartered allies ) To 1/19/1993 ( in Asheville North Carolina as United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess I was seriously wounded by gunfire when I returned fatal gunfire to a fugitive from United States federal justice who was another criminal sent by Bill Gates-Nazi-Microsoft-George Bush the cowardly violent criminal in another attempt to kill me the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) is 13598 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/25/2003 is 13598 days
From 1/25/2003 To 2/6/2004 ( my final day working at Microsoft Corporation as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and the deputy director of the United States Marshals Service and the United States Marine Corps brigadier general circa 2004 ) is 377 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 11/14/1966 ( Cleveland Williams defeated by Muhammad Ali ) is 377 days
From 12/20/1994 ( in Bosnia as Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps captain this day is my United States Navy Cross medal date of record ) To 1/25/2003 is 2958 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 12/8/1973 ( Richard Nixon - Statement About Financial Affairs During Tenure as President ) is 2958 days
From 12/20/1994 ( in Bosnia as Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps captain this day is my United States Navy Cross medal date of record ) To 1/25/2003 is 2958 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 12/8/1973 ( Richard Nixon - Letter to the Chairman of the Joint Committee on Internal Revenue Taxation Requesting Examination of the President's Tax Returns ) is 2958 days
From 10/9/1971 ( my biological brother Dr. Thomas Reagan MD becomes a United States of America board-certified surgeon ) To 1/25/2003 is 11431 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 2/18/1997 ( as Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps officer and United States STS-82 pilot astronaut and my 4th official United States National Aeronautics Space Administration orbital flight of 4 overall I begin repairing the US Hubble Telescope while in space and orbit of the planet Earth - extravehicular activity #5 completes the mission's servicing and refurbishment of the Hubble Space Telescope ) is 11431 days
From 8/5/1957 ( Dwight Eisenhower - Executive Order 10722—Amendment of Executive Order No. 10590, Establishing the President's Committee on Government Employment Policy ) To 10/28/1994 ( premiere US film "Stargate" ) is 13598 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/25/2003 is 13598 days
From 3/16/1991 ( my first successful major test of my ultraspace matter transportation device as Kerry Wayne Burgess the successful Ph.D. graduate ) To 1/25/2003 is 4333 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/13/1977 ( Jimmy Carter - Department of Energy Remarks of the President and Secretary of Energy Schlesinger on the Activation of the Department ) is 4333 days
From 3/16/1991 ( my first successful major test of my ultraspace matter transportation device as Kerry Wayne Burgess the successful Ph.D. graduate ) To 1/25/2003 is 4333 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/13/1977 ( Jimmy Carter - Executive Order 12009—Department of Energy ) is 4333 days
From 8/27/1959 ( the first successful test from a ship at sea of the United States Navy Polaris submarine launched atomic warhead capable ballistic missile ) To 11/18/1996 ( premiere US film "Star Trek: First Contact" ) is 13598 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/25/2003 is 13598 days
From 8/25/1955 ( Dwight Eisenhower - Executive Order 10634 - Providing for Loans To Aid in the Reconstruction, Rehabilitation and Replacement of Facilities Which Are Destroyed or Damaged by a Major Disaster and Which Are Required for National Defense ) To 1/25/2003 is 17320 days
17320 = 8660 + 8660
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 7/19/1989 ( the United Airlines Flight 232 crash in Sioux City Iowa and the end of Kerry Burgess the natural human being cloned from another human being ) is 8660 days
From 12/25/1991 ( as United States Marine Corps chief warrant officer Kerry Wayne Burgess I was prisoner of war in Croatia ) To 1/25/2003 is 4049 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 12/3/1976 ( Bob Marley wounded by gunfire ) is 4049 days
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/gunslinger-stephen-king/1102002419?ean=9780451210845
Barnes & Noble
The Gunslinger (Dark Tower Series #1) (Revised Edition)
by Stephen King
Read an Excerpt
INTRODUCTION
III
About three years after that accident I did a book signing for From a Buick 8 at a Borders store in Dearborn, Michigan. When one guy got to the head of the line, he said he was really, really glad that I was still alive. (I get this a lot, and it beats the shit out of “Why the hell didn’t you die?”)
“I was with this good friend of mine when we heard you got popped,” he said. “Man, we just started shaking our heads and saying ‘There goes the Tower, it’s tilting, it’s falling, ahhh, shit, he’ll never finish it now.’ ”
A version of the same idea had occurred to me—the troubling idea that, having built the Dark Tower in the collective imagination of a million readers, I might have a responsibility to make it safe for as long as people wanted to read about it. That might be for only five years; for all I know, it might be five hundred. Fantasy stories, the bad as well as the good (even now, someone out there is probably reading Varney the Vampire or The Monk), seem to have long shelf lives. Roland’s way of protecting the Tower is to try to remove the threat to the Beams that hold the Tower up. I would have to do it, I realized after my accident, by finishing the gunslinger’s story.
During the long pauses between the writing and publication of the first four Dark Tower tales, I received hundreds of “pack your bags, we’re going on a guilt trip” letters. In 1998 (when I was laboring under the mistaken impression that I was still basically nineteen, in other words), I got one from an “82-yr-old Gramma, don’t mean to Bother You w/My Troubles BUT!! very Sick These Days.” The Gramma told me she probably had only a year to live (“14 Mo’s at Outside, Cancer all thru Me”), and while she didn’t expect me to finish Roland’s tale in that time just for her, she wanted to know if I couldn’t please (please) just tell her how it came out. The line that wrenched my heart (although not quite enough to start writing again) was her promise to “not tell a Single Soul.” A year later—probably after the accident that landed me in the hospital—one of my assistants, Marsha DiFilippo, got a letter from a fellow on death row in either Texas or Florida, wanting to know essentially the same thing: how does it come out? (He promised to take the secret to the grave with him, which gave me the creeps.)
I would have given both of these folks what they wanted—a summary of Roland’s further adventures—if I could have done, but alas, I couldn’t. I had no idea of how things were going to turn out with the gunslinger and his friends. To know, I have to write. I once had an outline, but I lost it along the way. (It probably wasn’t worth a tin shit, anyway.) All I had was a few notes (“Chussit, chissit, chassit, something-something-basket” reads one lying on the desk as I write this). Eventually, starting in July of 2001, I began to write again. I knew by then I was no longer nineteen, nor exempt from any of the ills to which the flesh is heir. I knew I was going to be sixty, maybe even seventy. And I wanted to finish my story before the bad Patrol Boy came for the last time. I had no urge to be filed away with The Canterbury Tales and The Mystery of Edwin Drood.
The result—for better or worse—lies before you, Constant Reader, whether you reading this are starting with Volume One or are preparing for Volume Five. Like it or hate it, the story of Roland is now done. I hope you enjoy it.
As for me, I had the time of my life.
Stephen King
January 25, 2003
https://www.pbs.org/johngardner/chapters/6c.html
PBS
THE WATERGATE SCANDAL
When John Gardner formed Common Cause in August 1970 to act as a citizens' lobby to make government and politics more open and accountable, little did he know that in a few years the times would be ripe for reform. The Watergate scandal which brought down the Nixon presidency entails the break-in of the Democratic Party headquarters in 1972, the cover-up of the break-in, and assorted scandals and improprieties that the investigation subsequently revealed. It was the worst scandal in American history for it was an attempt to subvert the American political process itself. It resulted in Richard Nixon becoming the first American president to ever resign from office, and prompted a wave of electoral and political reform.
On June 17, 1972, five men were arrested for breaking into the Democratic National Committee headquarters in the Watergate complex in Washington, DC. The ensuing investigation uncovered the roles of White House consultant E. Howard Hunt and G. Gordon Liddy, who was employed by the Committee to Re-Elect the President (CREEP). In particular, journalists Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein of the Washington Post doggedly pursued the story, especially the possibility that there was a direct link between the burglars and Nixon.
When Judge John Sirica sentenced the burglars on March 23, 1973, one of the defendents, James McCord charged the White House with trying to cover-up its connection to the break-in, including pressuring the defendants to lie. One of the defendants, Jed Stuart Magruder, changed his testimony and said he perjured himself at the urging of campaign head and former Attorney General John Mitchell and White House Counsel John Dean. In April of 1973, Nixon accepted the resignations of his top aides H.R. Haldeman, John Erlichman, Dean, and Attorney General Richard Kleindienst, and announced that the White House would conduct an investigation into the matter. In May of 1973, the Senate Select Committee on Presidential Activities, chaired by Senator Sam Ervin of North Carolina, began its own televised hearings into the case. The hearings riveted the nation.
At the hearings, Dean accused President Nixon of direct involvement in the cover-up. There was no other evidence, however, until on July 16, 1973, Alexander Butterfield, a former White House staff member, testified that there were secret recordings of presidential conversations. The Committee and the special Watergate prosecutor, Archibald Cox, subpoenaed the tapes, but Nixon refused to turn them over. In response, Nixon ordered his Attorney General Eliot Richardson to fire Cox; Richardson refused and resigned as did his deputy, William Ruckelshaus. Cox was eventually fired by the Solicitor General, Robert Bork. This was known as the "Saturday Night Massacre" and provoked a huge outcry at Nixon's abuse of power. On December 8, 1973, Nixon released seven of the nine tapes, and one of the seven had a huge gap in them.
As the contents of these tapes became public, a whole host of abuses became clear from the White House orchestration of the break-in into the office of the psychiatrist of Daniel Ellsberg, famous for leaking the Pentagon Papers, to dirty tricks against political rivals; from the use of the IRS to harass political enemies to the virtual sale of ambassadorships; and from the threat of rescinding government broadcasting licenses to harass the media to the solicitation of huge cash campaign contributions from wealthy individuals and corporations.
On July 24, 1974, the Supreme Court unanimously ordered Nixon to hand over transcripts of the tapes. A few days later, the House Judiciary Committee passed three articles of impeachment. On August 5, Nixon supplied transcripts that clearly implicated him in the cover-up. With his support eroding, Nixon announced his decision to resign on August 8, 1974. The next day, Vice President Gerald Ford became President.
The Watergate scandal was now over, but its effects were long-lasting. It immediately led to campaign finance reform legislation and other good government measures. But at the same time, the scandal fed into a growing disillusionment and lack of faith in government that exists to this day.
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Biography for
Bill Gates
Date of Birth
28 October 1955, Seattle, Washington, USA
Birth Name
William Henry Gates III
Spouse
Melinda Gates (1 January 1994 - present) 3 children
Children: Jennifer Katharine (26 April 1996), son Rory John (23 May 1999), Phoebe Adele (14 September 2002)
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/transvestite
Dictionary.com
transvestite
a person, especially a male, who assumes the dress and manner usually associated with the opposite sex.
a person who seeks sexual pleasure from wearing clothes that are normally associated with the opposite sex
https://www.nytimes.com/1973/12/08/archives/ford-says-nixon-told-him-he-wont-quit-presidency-ford-says-nixon.html
The New York Times
ARCHIVES 1973
Ford Says Nixon Told Him He Won't Quit Presidency
By MARJORIE HUNTER
DEC. 8, 1973
WASHINGTON, Dec. 7—Vice President Ford quoted President Nixon as having told him today that he has no intention of resigning.
“I can assure you that the President has no intention whatsoever of resigning,” Mr. Ford said at his first news conference since taking office as Vice President last night. He made his remarks in response to questions.
“I heard him say ‘it before, and he reiterated it today,” Mr. Ford said. “I don't think he should resign. I see no evidence whatsoever that would justify a favorable vote in the House of Representatives on impeachment.”
The new Vice President predicted that Mr. Nixon would be exonerated when all the facts became known.
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Sports Illustrated Vault
THIS IS AN ARTICLE FROM THE NOVEMBER 14, 1966 ISSUE
YOU WATCH OUT, ALI!
CASSIUS CLAY IS THE CHAMPION AND WILL BE THE FAVORITE WHEN HE MEETS CLEVELAND WILLIAMS FOR THE HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MONDAY, BUT THE BIG CAT, IN SUPERB CONDITION, IS POWERFUL, AND HIS KNOCKOUT RECORD IS AWESOME
BY MARTIN KANE
For a long time now, ever since he won the world heavyweight championship from Sonny Liston in one of prizefighting's stranger battles—with both fighters trying to quit and only Liston succeeding—followers of boxing have been hoping to see Muhammad Ali, the former Cassius Clay, truly tested. The test would now seem to be in the offing. This Monday in Houston's huge Astrodome the largest crowd ever to attend a fight indoors will see Ali pitted against Cleveland Williams, the Big Cat from Yoakum, Texas. Williams is rightly considered to be the strongest puncher around. Everyone knows that Ali's speed of foot is sensational, that his reflexes are superb and that his punching is at least respectable, but no one yet knows whether he can take a punch well. Certainly he never has gone about the ring looking to be hit. The hardest blow to the head he ever has suffered was Henry Cooper's left hook in their first fight, and that put Ali down hard. He came back, however, to win by a knockout.
Cooper's lonesome hook is not to be compared in power to any blow that Cleveland Williams throws with either hand. For this reason alone, when Williams challenged Ali there were murmurs of dissent in Muhammad's tent. No one in his right mind ever really wants to fight Williams. ("He doesn't jab you," says Pinkie George, an oldtimer in prizefighting. "He two-by-fours you.") He has, nevertheless, found 71 opponents, and 51 of them, including Ernie Terrell, the World Boxing Association's pretender to the heavyweight throne, have been knocked out. That is a fearsome record, and owners of champions almost always have been reluctant to put their men in the same ring with such punchers.
But then, as the gleeful tale is told around Yoakum, Lou Viscusi—who once owned Williams' contract and has at least some minimal interest in this fight—played a typical Viscusi trump. During negotiations for the fight, he brought out a photograph of Williams taken not long after he had been shot through the belly by a Texas policeman. It showed an emaciated man of 158 pounds, looking rather more like a starved alley cat than the Big Cat.
"Is it true," asked Chris Dundee, chief negotiator for the Clay forces, "that one of his legs is thinner than the other?"
It was true at the time, and Viscusi nodded. ("Viscusi could talk the eyes out of a bullfrog," says Hugh Benbow, who bought Williams' contract from Viscusi and whose version of the title-fight bargaining is being presented here. It has been said of Benbow that he will not tell a little Texas whopper when a big one will do. Well, as he says, "You have to have a pitch." On this principle, Benbow has risen from rural poverty to wealth, both as an independent oil operator and rancher.)
Despite the evidence of the photograph, no one in Muhammad Ali's camp wanted the fight. It was the champion himself who cast the deciding ballot.
"I want to fight him," he said. "If I don't I won't be able to say that I'm the champ. If I lose to him I'll quit the ring."
The strategy of the Williams camp in seeking the fight was based on an incident that occurred on a lonely Texas road one night just two years ago. A state highway patrolman caught Williams speeding and arrested him. Other details are confused in a welter of contradictory declarations. Anyway, the officer ordered Williams into the patrol car and set out in the direction of Houston. Williams went along quite willingly because, as he said at the time, his manager would bail him out in Houston. No sooner had he said it, the Williams story runs, than the officer turned the car toward Tomball, a town where Negroes are not especially favored. Williams opened the door of the slowly moving police car and started out. "Man, I don't want to go to Tomball," he said. The patrolman seized him by the wrist and Williams dragged him out of the car (the story goes). The officer drew his .357 magnum pistol, favored by Texas policemen because it is just about the most feared and effective handgun there is. Williams says he seized the weapon to deflect its aim from his body. The gun went off as it was pointing toward his left hip and slightly downward. The bullet plowed crosswise through his intestines and lodged against the right hip, where it remains even now. Williams collapsed on the ground, and eventually lost consciousness. He awoke with the impression that someone was "kicking and stomping" him. He lost consciousness once more.
AZLyrics Bob Marley Lyrics
album: "Burnin'" (1973)
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The Wailers
"I Shot The Sheriff"
(I shot the sheriff
But I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh!
I shot the sheriff
But I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.)
Yeah! All around in my home town,
They're tryin' to track me down;
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
But I say:
Oh, now, now. Oh!
(I shot the sheriff.) - the sheriff.
(But I swear it was in selfdefence.)
Oh, no! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Yeah!
I say: I shot the sheriff - Oh, Lord! -
(And they say it is a capital offence.)
Yeah! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Yeah!
Sheriff John Brown always hated me,
For what, I don't know:
Every time I plant a seed,
He said kill it before it grow -
He said kill them before they grow.
And so:
Read it in the news:
(I shot the sheriff.) Oh, Lord!
(But I swear it was in self-defence.)
Where was the deputy? (Oo-oo-oh)
I say: I shot the sheriff,
But I swear it was in selfdefence. (Oo-oh) Yeah!
Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town, yeah!
All of a sudden I saw sheriff John Brown
Aiming to shoot me down,
So I shot - I shot - I shot him down and I say:
If I am guilty I will pay.
(I shot the sheriff,)
But I say (But I didn't shoot no deputy),
I didn't shoot no deputy (oh, no-oh), oh no!
(I shot the sheriff.) I did!
But I didn't shoot no deputy. Oh! (Oo-oo-ooh)
Reflexes had got the better of me
And what is to be must be:
Every day the bucket a-go a well,
One day the bottom a-go drop out,
One day the bottom a-go drop out.
I say:
I - I - I - I shot the sheriff.
Lord, I didn't shot the deputy. Yeah!
I - I (shot the sheriff) -
But I didn't shoot no deputy, yeah! No, yeah!
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The Dark Tower I: The Gunslinger
Stephen King
(from internet transcript and Amazon Kindle version)
Chapter 5
The Gunslinger and the Man in Black
IX
Roland awoke by the ruins of the campfire to find himself ten years older. His black hair had thinned at the temples and there had gone the gray of cobwebs at the end of autumn. The lines in his face were deeper, his skin rougher.
The remains of the wood he had carried had turned to something like stone, and the man in black was a laughing skeleton in a rotting black robe, more bones in this place of bones, one more skull in golgotha.
Or is it really you? he thought. I have my doubts, Walter o'Dim... I have my doubts, Marten-that-was.
He stood up and looked around. Then, with a sudden quick gesture, he reached toward the remains of his companion of the night before (if it was indeed the remains of Walter), a night that had somehow lasted ten years. He broke off the grinning jawbone and jammed it carelessly into the left hip pocket of his jeans – a fitting enough replacement for the one lost under the mountains.
"How many lies did you tell me?" he asked. Many, he was sure, but what made them good lies was that they had been mixed with the truth.
The Tower. Somewhere ahead, it waited for him – the nexus of Time, the nexus of Size.
He began west again, his back set against the sunrise, heading toward the ocean, realizing that a great passage of his life had come and gone. “I loved you, Jake,” he said aloud.
The stiffness wore out of his body and he began to walk more rapidly. By that evening he had come to the end of the land. He sat on a beach which stretched left and right forever, deserted. The waves beat endlessly against the shore, pounding and pounding. The setting sun painted the water in a wide strip of fool’s gold.
There the gunslinger sat, his face turned up into the fading light. He dreamed his dreams and watched as the stars came out; his purpose did not flag, nor did his heart falter; his hair, finer now and gray at the temples, blew around his head, and the sandalwood-inlaid guns of his father lay smooth and deadly against his hips, and he was lonely but did not find loneliness in any way a bad or ignoble thing. The dark came down on the world and the world moved on. The gunslinger waited for the time of the drawing and dreamed his long dreams of the Dark Tower, to which he would some day come at dusk and approach, winding his horn, to do some unimaginable final battle.
- posted by Kerry Burgess 02:32 AM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Tuesday 17 July 2018
