Friday, April 23, 2010

Adventures of the Romeo Gang - "Secrets of the Rune Stones"

Adventures of the Romeo Gang
"Secrets of the Rune Stones"
© April 2010 by Mark Ryan








Disclaimer: The following short stories are purely fiction. All names, places and events are coincidental and are only used to embellish the story.


Secrets of the Rune Stones by Mark Ryan
It was May 2010 and the Romeos decided to take the “Downeaster” train to Portland, ME for the day. After, we planned to tour the Portland Historic District along the harbor, have lunch and then return to Boston on the evening train. The Romeos (Retired Old Men Eating Out) are retired school teachers who meet each month for lunch, camaraderie and laughs. Being senior citizens we could also get a discount on the train fare and it is certainly more comfortable than driving in several cars and then parking in the city.

You can get the train in Boston at North Station but it is more convenient to get it in Woburn, MA at the Anderson Transportation Center a few miles north of Boston. You can park your car there for the day at a cost of only $4.00. Besides the train station is right off Rte 93 and you don’t have to worry about all that Boston traffic.

To plan the trip, you can get all the information online, make a reservation and actually buy the round trip ticket in advance. The train trip takes 2 hr and 7 min from Woburn to Portland and with a 50 % senior discount, only costs $21.70 round trip. We would catch the 9:23 AM train in Woburn and then take the return train home from Portland at 7:55 PM that evening.

There were eight Romeos who decided to take the train trip and they were Marco Greico, Jim Terluccio, Joe Pignato, Steve Wise, Joe Laprusso, Joe Loduccio, Ed Descharo and Joe Balsaro. We all met at the Woburn station at 9:00 AM and boarded the train on time. Taking our seats near the window we talked about our plans for the day and watched the landscape go by. Although we passed through several towns and neighborhoods along the way, we also saw some wooded areas and the ocean before arriving in Portland.

To pass the time Joe Laprusso told the group about a project that was being sponsored by the University of Massachusetts and the STEM institute (Science, Technology, Engineering and Mathematics). We all worked part-time for STEM as science educators and sometimes participated in some of their field programs. The latest program that Joe talked about was a Polar Expedition to Greenland. The expedition had to do with the IPY (International Polar Year) and the effects of “Global Warming” on the Greenland Glacier. It really sounded exciting but we needed to find out all the details. As Joe filled us in, I looked out the train window and watched the trees flash by, one by one, and dosed off a few times. ?????????????????????

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The fourth (IPY) International Polar Year ran from March 2008 to March 2009. During that year, scientists around the globe were entrenched in the study of climate changes occurring in the north and south poles. Subsequently, these studies have revealed that the polar ice caps are indeed melting and affecting global climate, local weather, ocean currents and the delicate balance of life in many worldwide ecosystems. Even though the 4th IPY is officially over, scientists continue to work on these projects and make new discoveries every day.

Although there are many contributing factors effecting Global Warming, many scientists believe that carbon emissions are a primary cause for the melting of the polar glaciers and has contributed to a rise in ocean levels. Scientists predict that if left unchecked, seacoast cities and towns will soon be lost to the ocean in future years.
Other scientists claim that the world wide climate changes have occurred many times before through out the millennia. They claim these changes are natural and are due to cyclic shifts in weather patterns. Some scientists believe that these patterns have occurred regularly every few hundred years. One theory is that there is an 800 year pattern that has contributed to drastic climate changes over large continents such as the growth and the melting of the Greenland Glacier and Ice Cap around 1000 AD.

Another theory has to do with the wobble of the earth’s axis. It has been calculated that the wobble takes 26, 000 years to complete its full circle. During this period, the earth’s poles tilt closer and then further away from the sun which would lead to dramatic world wide temperature fluctuations.

Lastly, some scientist have blamed the last ice age, which occurred in North America 12,000 years ago, on a giant meteor hitting the earth and spreading ash around the globe. This ash blocked out the sun and lasted for many years, dropping the earth temperature and killing most vegetation and animal life.

The recent increase in extreme natural events like earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, heavy rains and floods and the melting arctic ice has sparked the need for more in-depth study by nations world-wide. Although some of these events have occurred in non populated areas, others have been closer to home and have caused millions of dollars in damage to urban areas and hundreds of thousands of human lives. The earthquakes in Haiti and Tibet and the volcanic eruptions in Iceland and the flooding across the United States are just but a few examples.

Consequently, climate change studies are essential to protecting human life and require all nations to participate. As a result, last year the STEM (Science, Technology, Engineering and Mathematics) Institute from the University of Massachusetts had the opportunity to participate in an arctic expedition to Greenland. In addition, STEM would partner with National Geographic to produce an educational video series about Greenland and its natural environment.

The multi-national expedition would involve 115 scientists from seven countries including China, Russia, Canada, Norway, Finland, Iceland and the United States. It was a short 30 day trip sponsored by the Chinese National Bureau of Oceanography. Scientists would travel on the icebreaker named the “Snow Dragon” and use it as their base and laboratory, anchored off the coast of Greenland.

Although scientists are primarily interested in studying the causes of the global warming problem, world leaders are concerned more with the strategic interests in an ice-free Arctic Ocean. Estimates about when the Arctic Ocean could be ice-free during the summer months vary greatly, from 2013 to 2060. An ice-free arctic would involve strategic concerns about international defense, international shipping routes, and use of untapped mineral and energy resources.

In 2008 the five littoral states bordering the arctic including Canada, Denmark, Norway, Russia, and the United States formed a legal framework for the Arctic and the orderly settlement of possible overlapping claims and jurisdictions. Despite this legal agreement, the evolving situation in the Arctic could potentially lead to disputes and political friction with non-littoral states including China and other European nations. Recently China has taken an active stance in the affairs of Greenland as well as exerting control over world-wide financial markets. This has set off alarms and some panic for all of the arctic nations.

Although Greenland is governed internationally by Denmark, it still has the authority for self government on local issues and has thus granted permission for these arctic research expeditions to take place within its borders. However, all discoveries of natural resources and archeological finds would belong to Greenland/Denmark and any use or licensing of these discoveries would be at Greenland’s discretion.

STEM scientist from the Archeology Department of the University of Massachusetts had previously worked in Greenland on archeological excavations and needed a crew of experienced workers to help on the new project and assist with developing an educational program. The educational program would be used to inform school children and the general public about the Arctic Crisis.

As soon as the STEM office requested volunteers from the university students and employees for the arctic expedition, several of the Romeo Gang jumped at the chance. They were science educators and good data collectors with many years of experience in scientific field studies. In the past they had participated in field projects that took them to the jungles of the Amazon, the desserts of Egypt and the mountains of Peru.

Although the ROMEO Gang (Retired Old Men Eating Out) casually met for lunch each month for camaraderie and laughs, they were also serious about their professions in science education. Fortunately, since they only worked part-time for STEM they could take the time off from their regular duties for this important science expedition. Besides it would be an adventure and fun.

Four Romeos were selected to participate in the STEM expedition. They were Jim Terluccio, Joe Pignato, Joe Laprusso and me, Marco Greico. Other Romeos would work at the UMass campus in Boston and monitor the Arctic group through satellite communication. The Boston Romeos were Ed Descharo, Joe Balsaro, Joe Loduccio and Steve Wise.

In addition to the Romeos, 30 scientists from the United States, including their crews, would participate in the expedition and they would meet in Boston to take a charter flight to Nuuk International Airport, Greenland. Nuuk is located on the south western tip of Greenland.

All of the STEM expedition equipment, including scientific materials, clothing and food were being provided and organized by the University of Massachusetts, Archeology Department. They had handled previous trips and were very efficient with all the details. Once at Nuuk, they would transfer to the Chinese Icebreaker, the “Snow Dragon” for their voyage up the fjords to study the Greenland glacier and its environs.

When they got to Greenland, half of the scientists would collect data from the ice cap in the north and the other half from the permafrost in the south. In geology, the permafrost is the soil that is at or below the freezing point of water for two or more years. Sometimes there is an active living layer on top of the permafrost that is heated by the sun and supports the growth of microscopic plant and animal life. This gives a green hue to the landscape along the rocky coastline.

After all the gear was loaded aboard the icebreaker, we left Nuuk Harbor and traveled up the Arsuk Fjord to our first stop at Narsuaq Harbor. The southern crew would get off here and travel by truck to the excavation sites and the northern crew would continue up the fjord to its end where the glacier spilled into brackish ocean water. Geologically, a fjord is a long, narrow inlet with steep sides, created in a valley carved by glacial activity.

Standing at the ship’s railing on the Snow Dragon, I yelled to Jim, “Look over there at those two big bergs.” “Wow, one is all white filled with air bubbles and the other is clear as glass”, replied Jim. Joe then yelled over the roar of the ship’s engine and the splashing water against the hull, “It’s amazing how huge the icebergs look even though most of it is hidden underwater”. As I looked up, there were sea birds flying overhead searching for fish to eat that might swim near the surface or cast over board by nearby fishing vessels. Jim identified the birds as the Gannet Seabird which can spot fish from a 100 ft. up and dive into the water capturing its meal.

As the icebreaker cut through the water there were large chunks of ice floating all around. Nearer to the sides of the fjord you could see a few polar bears on the ice sheets moving along with the current and then swiftly diving into the icy water in search of food.

Slowly moving into Narsuaq Harbor you could see fishing boats of all sizes, shapes and colors. On land there were colorful buildings with wood and metal siding and larger buildings constructed of brick and cement. There were paved streets and people and cars all enclosed within the village boundaries. However, within a few miles you could see open flat land with grass, farms and grazing sheep. Further in the distance there was the barren icy landscape of the glacial edge.

Although 85% of Greenland is covered with a white glacial snow and ice, most of the edges near the ocean are free of snow exposing jagged rock or flat earth with some green grass, low vegetation and small trees. The southern tip of Greenland had the most vegetation and for this reason early settlers called it “Greenland”.

In fact there are about 56,000 people living on Greenland today in 13 major towns scattered around its edges. Although the primary commerce involves fishing, people hold similar jobs that you would see in many small towns. In addition there are 14 airports, 50 heliports and the US Air Force Base, Thule.

After docking at Narsuaq Harbor, we met our local guide, “Eko” and traveled north in four wheeled drive trucks. In about 10 miles we passed some farm land and then saw some stone huts scattered throughout the landscape near the edge of the glacier. Eko told us that these stone huts were over a thousand years old and had been discovered in previous excavations during the 1990s. In recent years, the receding glacier had exposed more solid earth as it melted and made it easier to find these old dwellings buried and preserved under the glacial sand.

Early archeologists dug through the permafrost and glacial sand that filled the stone houses looking for evidence of ancient civilizations. The sand had filled all the rooms of the stone huts blown in by the relentless wind. Sifting through the sand, they discovered ancient Viking artifacts including an iron knife, weapons, farm tools, soapstone vessels, and even fragments of a loom and woven cloth. Carbon dating later revealed that the huts and artifacts were indeed from around 1000 AD.

We stopped our trucks near one of the previous excavation sites and unloaded some equipment to setup camp. For the next month we would live in tents and cook our meals out in the open. Luckily it was the summer season in Greenland and the temperatures fluctuated from plus 40 degrees Fahrenheit during the day to plus 20 at night. Hopefully our new arctic clothing would keep us warm.

Nearby, one of the technicians setup a communications tent with a satellite dish. This would allow us to keep in touch with the group at Umass Boston. The satellite was connected to a computer and we immediately had a direct video link. Joe Balsaro was on the computer at the Boston end and Jim Terluccio at the Greenland end. Joe said that he had been busy with the others gathering relevant info about the history of Greenland and the previous dig findings which he would send us as a text file to read later. However, he said that there were a few interesting highlights that he could share with us verbally.

He first told us about the archeological findings on a previous dig near our present location.
Joe said, “At this dig there were some skeletal remains found next to a hut thought to be a church. The skeletons were that of two men and a woman. After considerable study, archeologists speculate these skeletons were those of Eric the Red and his wife Thjodhilde and their famous son Leif Ericson. The skeletons are now kept at the Denmark National Museum”.

Jim turned to the rest of us standing there with an astonished look of surprise. Although we knew the previous excavations were important we hadn’t known to what extent. Jim then replied, “Joe that is unbelievable”. “Are they sure about this?” Joe said that DNA evidence and related Carbon dating of the bones and associated artifacts confirm the finding”.

Joe then went on to tell the brief history of how Leif Ericson got to be here on Greenland.
Joe said, “Nordic history tells us that Greenland was discovered by Eric the Red who was the father of Leif Ericson around 1000 AD. As the story goes, Leif’s grandfather Thorwald lived in Norway and belonged to a family of nobility. He was a Viking seafarer and boldly sailed the oceans in an open broad beamed boat powered by 16 oarsmen and one square sail. However, during a fighting contest he accidently killed a man and was forced into exile. During those days, Nordic law declared that if you killed a person you would be punished and exiled from your homeland for three years. Afraid for his family, he fled to Iceland with a group of his friends and his wife and son, Eric the Red”.

“Eric the Red got his name from his red hair and beard and when he grew up learned to be an excellent sailor like his father. On one of his ocean voyages he sailed west from Iceland and discovered a large land mass with green vegetation and called it Greenland. When he returned to Iceland, he described this new green land and encouraged others to follow him there and set up a colony”.

“After a while, Eric the Red got married on Greenland and had three sons, one of whom was the famous Leif Ericson. While Leif was growing up he heard an uncle talk about another land off to the south west from Greenland which was lush with tall trees that grew down to the shore line. When he was old enough, Leif bought his uncle’s ship with maps and descriptions of the new land and set off to find it”.

“After several months of fighting storms and fog in the North Atlantic he finally discovered the land described by his uncle and went ashore to explore. He found the harbors to be teaming with fish and on shore the land grew tall trees and had meadows with vast fields of grape vines. Because of the grapes he called this new land “Vinland”. Thus he is given partial credit for discovering North America before Columbus. He had discovered the shores of North America, Canada, Newfoundland and Labrador. Returning to Greenland he told of his discoveries and encouraged others to follow”.

“As the news spread to Greenland, Iceland and Norway other Vikings followed and traveled to the shores of Vinland setting up colonies from Labrador to Massachusetts. Although they brought with them some farm animals, they also learned to grow native crops and fish and hunt and survive in this new land”.

When Joe had finished the story we were all surprised and also excited to be involved with the present expedition. We even dreamed that we might make additional discoveries and add to the historical findings. Jim then said, “OK Joe that was a great story and sure gives all of us inspiration and honor to be part of this great trip. We are going to sign off for now and get back to you tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM EST and contact you every day at that time. You can upload text messages anytime and we will read them as needed”. At that, we clicked off the satellite link and joined the others for a meeting with the head archeologist.

After setting up camp and the satellite link, the head archeologist Dr. Charles Baker gave us instruction and digging tools and showed us what to look for as we dug around some of the stone huts. It was slow work because you could only remove small amounts of glacial sand or permafrost and then sift it through screening to expose the smallest items and details.

In addition to the excavation, some of the members of each crew was assigned to take weather and climate data. They would also dig soil cores through the permafrost to determine changes over time as the soil layers were built up. The soil would later be analyzed back at the ship and also back home at he university labs. The analysis would look for geologic evidence as well as microscopic plant and animal life. A mini weather station was also set up to record weather conditions such as wind, temperature humidity and air pressure. The weather station would be permanently left at the site and was powered by a nuclear battery to last almost forever. The weather station would send data wirelessly to a synchronous satellite stationed over the North Pole.

The other team sent further north up the Arsuk Fjord would also set up mini weather stations. In addition they would mark the leading edge of the glacier boundaries with GPS coordinates and laser survey equipment. These benchmarks would later be used to track the movement of the glacier over time and determine how fast it was melting and receding north.

Back at the excavation, we began digging around the stone huts and in a short time found new artifacts. Joe Laprusso was first to find a crude scale with chains for weighing goods. The chain was made of Bronze and the pivot made of Iron. This was consistent with the Viking settlement on Greenland, since they lived during the end of the Bronze Age and the beginning of the Iron Age and used these metals in their daily lives.

The text file left by Joe Balsaro in the recent satellite link further explained the use of metal tools by the early Viking settlers. Joe’s Text File read the following: “The early Celtic civilization in the first century BC learned to make a bronze alloy with copper and ten percent tin which was mined in Britain. The alloy was much superior to regular copper and valued by other civilizations. Over time, the Celts integrated with other Slavic people where their trade and culture was inherited by Viking sailors in Norway. Subsequently, during the next 1000 years the Viking sailors spread and shared much of their knowledge with other civilizations from the region. Consequently, Viking weapons, tools and jewelry show hints of Celtic and Roman origin. In addition, although Christianity spread through northern Europe, Ireland and Norway, some of the Vikings remained loyal to their Celtic Gods and continued their pagan beliefs”.

Additionally, Joe’s text file described another excavation completed in southern Greenland where ancient farms had been found. They were labeled GUS which stood for “Garden Under Sand”. Evidently the farms were buried by the glacier as it moved south after 1400 AD during a dramatic climate change. As more of the dig was uncovered, tools were found that showed that the area was heavily farmed and had large herds of goats and sheep. In fact animal and garden compost from 1400 AD was dug up in the 1990s and released a pungent odor of animal waste that had been buried for close to a 600 years.

However, artifacts can only be found from the time period between 1000 AD and 1400 AD all buried under glacial sand. It is estimated that the Viking population on Greenland was about 5000 during this period. After that it is like the Viking civilization disappeared. Did a fast moving glacier bury the once green pastures? Where did the Vikings go? Were they attacked by invading warriors from the north? There are no mass grave sites that would show battles with invaders. Did they merge with the northern inhabitants? Did they sail off to greener North America because of the climate change?

Back at the current dig site, Marco Greico sifted through the permafrost and found an ancient astrolabe. This was an instrument used by the Vikings to navigate the oceans by using the celestial positions of the sun and stars. The magnetic compass was not discovered until 1200 AD and so the astrolabe was the primary tool for earlier ocean navigation. Scratches on the astrolabe made from bronze showed angles with the Sun and North Star that would give current latitudes associated with Greenland, Iceland, Norway and North America.

After awhile, Joe Pignato hit a solid object at a dig site he was at. He gently picked around it and eventually unearthed a soap stone drinking vessel. It was probably used to hold wine made from grapes found in Vinland (North America) which the Vikings are known to have discovered.

A short distance away, Joe Laprusso discovered a grave site surrounded by smooth stones the size of large melons. These stones had scratches on the surface that looked like ancient writing. As the stones were uncovered and cleaned, you could also make out drawings scratched along the top. Joe immediately realized that he had discovered something important and called out to Dr. Baker to come over and see what he had found.

On close examination of the stones, Dr. Baker said with excitement that they were “Rune Stones”. He further explained that these stones were used by ancient cultures like the Celts and Vikings to describe important events or to mark the grave sites of important people. The symbols scratched on Joe’s “Rune Stones” were from the runic alphabet used by the Celtics. This alphabet had letters called runes which represented a single letter or sound or event. Although the runic alphabet was similar throughout many Celtic civilizations, there were regional differences where the alphabet contained either 16 or 24 letters.

In modern times, Rune stones have been found all over Europe depicting great events in the Celtic History. The stones have also been found in North America along the east coast and are one of the primary pieces of evidence for proving that Viking and Nordic explorers visited the New England area.

Here in North America, they setup small colonies from 1000 AD to 1400 AD even before Columbus and other Puritan settlers. In fact, a Nordic Rune Stone was found in Hampton, NH in 1902 and is believed to be the final resting place of Thorwald Ericson, brother to the famous Viking explorer Leif Ericson.

These early Viking colonies in North America probably merged and melted into the native Indian culture sharing common skills and knowledge. Some evidence of this is found in the writings of early Puritan settlers who describe seeing the local Indians wearing European type clothing, using Celtic armor and breast plates and sailing along inland rivers in canoes with square sails similar to Viking ocean long boats.

Using his knowledge of the Runic Alphabet, Dr Baker interpreted the writing and the scratched pictured on the Runestone that Joe had found. The etched pictogram on the stone showed an old Viking Boat sailing on rough seas and the runic letters loosely translated that the person buried in the shallow grave was the local Celtic priest or “Druid”. Evidently the Druid priest died at sea during a violent storm and was brought to this Viking village for burial. Dr. Baker further said that the Druids were the spiritual leaders of the Celtics and Vikings and believed that the Gods of Nature controlled the fate of man on earth. Thor was the God of Thunder and ruled all other gods.

Since Joe Laprusso had made such a significant find, Dr. Baker asked the other Romeos to assist him with the excavation of the Druid grave site. The site was a shallow grave with small rocks piled on top. Some larger red sand stones were found on each of the four sides of the burial site. Each had a pictogram and some runic writing.

Red sandstone was the major geologic deposit on Greenland and large slabs of it could be found everywhere. Most of the red stone slabs were used to construct the stone huts for living quarters as well as some larger structures for the Christian church. Although Christianity had converted some of the Viking settlers, many of the men still believed in the Druidic religion.

Dr. Baker said that in previous excavations a Christian church was uncovered as well as a Druidic stone temple similar to Stonehenge as he pointed to the temple stones on a distant hillside. The Stonehenge type structure was composed of vertical monolith slabs of the red sandstone topped with horizontal cross pieces. Just as Stonehenge was oriented to the light of the rising and setting sun so was this structure.

Suddenly we heard the howling of wolves in the distance near the Druid temple. As all eyes looked in that direction we saw a pack of wolves. However, in the bright sunlight the wolves’ appearance changed to what looked like a group of men dressed in ancient fur skins and holding long staffs. Some of the men also had weapons and shields and wore helmets with horns and wings protruding from the tops. As a cloud moved over the sun, the appearance of these men changed back to those of the howling wolves and thunder could be heard in the distance.

We all froze in astonishment at this strange sight. Did we actually see a group of ancient Viking Warriors? Did the wolves change to men and then back again? Were these Druid “Shape Shifters” as legend has described? Did the excavation of the burial site that Joe found cause them to appear and try to ward off intruders? Was this Viking settlement sacred ground? Should we continue the excavation? Were we safe here?

In a short time the sun came back out and the illusion of wolves had disappeared. All seemed to be safe again. Dr. Baker tried to calm everyone’s nerves and said we should continue the excavation but with dignity and honor. We would carefully remove each rock and number it. Photographs would be taken and a diagram of the excavation grid would be drawn. This was all done to carefully preserve the burial site and its artifacts. All would be preserved and nothing destroyed. The grave site would be treated with the highest reverence for Viking beliefs and its unique culture. In addition, we also had an excavation permit from the Greenland government and were not violating any local laws. However, the local Inuit people may not care about any permits when it came to sacred ground.

During the remaining 30 day expedition, we found several more artifacts including knives, whetstones, sandstone vessels, bronze and iron tools, weapons, breast plates, helmets, swords and daggers. However, the most important find was a cloth bag of small rune stones each inscribed with a letter of the runic alphabet. This was an invaluable discovery for deciphering inscriptions found on the larger runic grave stones and head stones.

However, Dr. Baker further explained that the bag of rune stones buried with the Druid priest also confirmed their use as a mystical device for determining one’s fate. Legend has described that the Rune Stones were used like ancient Tarot cards to predict the future. It was the most powerful device used by the Druid priest as they revealed the words and desires of their Gods.

Dr. Baker then demonstrated how the stones would be used to tell the future or predict one’s fate. He opened the bag and cast the rune stones on the ground. The stones randomly scattered like rolling dice with some showing a runic letter facing up and others facing down or to the side. Reading only the stones facing up he saw the up facing runic letters. Although the interpretation of the stones required years of practice, Dr. Baker saw the stones for Clouds, Death, Lightning, Volcano, Ships, Sun and Ice.

On seeing the stones, our expedition guide “Eko” cried with agony and fell to his knees. He covered his face and began praying in an ancient language. Eko was a native Inuit from northern Greenland and was familiar with the use of the rune stones by the elders in his village. As a boy the local “Shaman” would use the stones to help guide the village in making choices regarding life’s demands in a harsh environment.

He later explained that the site of three stones together (Ice, Lightning and Death) always predicted doom and that we all needed to be very careful and watch for a local catastrophic event. He then said that the appearance of lights in the night sky would confirm the coming
danger. After dinner that evening we were all struck with what we saw in the clear night sky; a beautiful display of the Northern Lights (Aurora Borealis). Was this a sign of future doom, as Eko had predicted? Southern Greenland does have night and day during the summer months, unlike higher latitudes above 80 degrees which are in the land of the “Midnight Sun” (sunlight 24 hours per day).

Although we expected to see the “Shape Shifting” wolves every day, they did not reappear. Perhaps they secretly watched from a distance and learned to trust our pure scientific intensions and knew that we would protect the sanctity of this place; an ancient Viking village preserved in glacial sand so that future civilizations might learn from the artifacts about this great culture.

On the last day of the expedition we loaded all the gear on to the trucks and drove to Narsuaq Harbor, the small fishing village on the coast. Our ship, the Snow Dragon was waiting for us, moored out from the dock. In short order we ferried all our materials out to the ship and set sail south on Arsuk Fjord which would carry us to the open ocean.

However, we would not stop at Nuuk Airport as before. This time, the ship would sail directly to Boston where all the U.S. Scientists would depart. Later the Snow Dragon would dock at Woods Hole Oceanographic Institute on Cape Cod and prepare for another expedition with some Marine Biologists back to the Arctic.

As we traveled on board the Snow Dragon from Greenland to Boston, we had the opportunity to meet some of the other scientists and the ship’s crew. They were all friendly and we promised to stay in touch through email and future projects. The more we talked, the more the Chinese scientists realized we shared the same human values and protection of human rights. We were not the villains that the Chinese government planted in the minds of their people.

As we catalogued our archeological finds and showed them to scientist from other countries, a Chinese lab assistant took me aside and said that she was very nervous and uncomfortable about some activities that she saw on the ship while the northern expedition scientists explored the upper part of the Arsuk Fjord.

She then told me what she had seen. Evidently, the ship sailed up and down the Asuuk Fjord very close to the steep glacier walls and at specific distances fired long cylindrical torpedoes into the deep waters. To the casual observer, these torpedoes were just regular data recording buoys.

However, later that night she secretly crept up to the area near the torpedo cannons and got a closer look. The torpedoes had a nuclear symbol painted on the side and a radio antenna sticking out the end. She only imagined that they might be some sort of nuclear bombs that could be detonated by radio signal at sometime in the future. I then told her that I would treat this confidentially and would notify the appropriate authorities as soon as possible.

When we returned to Boston, I immediately contacted my friend Bill Wells at the FBI and told him the story. He said he would take care of it and start an undercover investigation with Homeland Security and without letting the wrong people know. Later, that week the U.S. submarine “John Kennedy” was deployed to the Arsuk Fjord to investigate. Divers from the submarine found several of the torpedoes floating in exactly 50 feet of water, just under the ice shelf. They were not permanently fired into the glacier wall as previously thought but were able to maintain their specific depth and nearness to the steep glacier walls using their internal gyro navigation.

These torpedoes were submersible drones which were radio controlled by an overhead synchronous satellite. In addition, the temperature of the sea water immediately around the
torpedo was at least 10 degrees higher than the adjacent sea water. These radio controlled submersible drones were heating up the water under the glacial ice shelf and consequently melting the glacier. Their mini nuclear reactors provided the heat. Additional investigation revealed that there were at least one hundred of these drones located all around the southern tip of Greenland and within most of its inland fjords. Was this the major cause of the melting glacier? Why would the Chinese want to do such a thing? Did they want control over the ice-free Arctic Ocean and its shipping routes?

As soon as the submersible drones were discovered, a message was relayed to the President Obama in Washington who also relayed the message to the Greenland government. They agreed to work cooperatively and for the present not reveal the situation to the public.

Presently, stumped by the Chinese puzzle, Bill Wells called me back and told me what had happened so far and that they would investigate further. In the meantime, I called the other Romeos together and tried to explain the situation. Maybe we could put all the pieces together like a giant chess game and see what moves are possible. Something doesn’t make sense. Why would the Chinese jeopardize their world position with such a brazen move?

Later that week, the Greenland government received a terrorist threat that demanded the immediate payment of a billion dollars within 12 hours or a nuclear explosion would destroy an undisclosed area of Greenland. They then described their network of submersible drones as proof and knew that the United States would confirm this since they had discovered some of them already. They further identified themselves as a Russian organization and not the Chinese government as previously believed. Although the drones were thought to only create heat with their mini nuclear reactor, they in fact were “Gun-Type” nuclear bombs.

Further investigation confirmed that the Russian organization was really an arm of the the Russian Mafia who had been involved with the theft of large quantities of nuclear materials when the USSR fell apart and the central government dissolved into splinter states. The Russian Mafia was now using terrorist tactics for blackmail and extortion.

The mini drone torpedoes left by the scientists within the Greenland fjords had been disguised as regular data recording devices but were actually small INDs (Improvised Nuclear Devices) made from stolen Russian nuclear materials containing HEU (Highly Enriched Uranium). From the size of the drone torpedoes it was estimated that they contained about 25kg of HEU which was enough to produce a 10 kt explosion like that which occurred on Hiroshima in WWII.

In fact, President Obama had recently signed an agreement at a 47 nation summit to reduce nuclear stock piles of weapons grade nuclear materials world-wide. It was hoped that the summit would encourage all nations to tighten their internal security and prevent the theft of nuclear materials by terrorist organizations, although some were already missing and probably stolen.

The Greenland government decided to wait for the next move by the Russian Mafia. Maybe they were just playing “Russian Roulette” and would not set off a nuclear device. Unfortunately, as the deadline passed, a nuclear explosion occurred at the inland head of the Arsuk Fjord collapsing the glacier edge and breaking off large chunks of the glacier for miles. As a result, the glacial chunks all fell simultaneously into the fjord causing a giant tidal wave rushing out of the narrow fjord passage to the open ocean 10 miles away.

As the tidal wave moved down the fjord toward the ocean it flooded small villages along the banks even though the fjords walls were high and steep. The 40 foot high waves swept over the villages capsizing boats, toppling homes and buildings and drowning hundreds of people. Although Narsuaq Harbor was further down the winding fjord, the wave continued its damage and struck Narsuaq wiping out most of the harbor boats and taking more human life.

Within the first 15 seconds, the nuclear explosion produced a mushroom cloud at the glacial edge vaporizing the ice and water which then traveled several thousands of feet up into the sky. Although the surface winds were calm at present, high altitude prevailing winds would eventually carry the radioactive cloud in a northeast direction. The cloud and plume would travel over the solid glacier immediately killing all living creatures within its path for about a mile from the blast zone. Further death would occur over the next few days, weeks and months as the plume progressed.

As the radioactive plume continued to spread northeast, the fallout from the radioactive dust would coat the landscape. Anything in its path would suffer from radiation burns immediately but the dust would remain for thousands of years. As a result, the arctic food chain on top of the glacier was now contaminated and would be passed along from one animal to the next resulting in radiation poisoning and eventually death.

The U.S. Air Force Base at Thule immediately scrambled its fighter planes to access the situation and ready itself for a continued attack. An evacuation plan was immediately put in to effect to transport all people living in the direction of the radioactive plume out of the area. Planes and helicopter from local airports flew around and ahead of the plume picking up as many passengers as they could and flew them to safer areas in southeast Greenland, Iceland or Labrador.

The U.S Kennedy submarine was already in the area south of Greenland patrolling for more suspicious activity concerned with the drone torpedoes and had picked up radio transmissions around the blast zone. Through satellite triangulation they isolated a radio phone signal directed to a receiver at the head of Arsuk Fjord and the blast zone. The signal originated from a Russian sub just a few miles away to their east.

As they continued to monitor the radio transmissions from the Russian sub they picked up a call made from the sub to the Greenland government with a second ransom demand. The Russian caller claimed responsibility for the nuclear explosion and said that if their demands were not met in the next twelve hours, another explosion would take place. Evidently the Russian sub was able to send a radio signal to anyone of the one hundred submarine torpedo drones placed along the southern fjords. All these sub drones were packed with an IND (Improvised Nuclear Device) and could be triggered by a satellite cell phone call to it’s on board receiver phone number.

The U.S. sub radioed back to Washington what they had found and were given the authority to engage the Russian sub as an active and hostile terrorist. The U.S. sub captain now had two choices. Either he could blow the Russian sub out of the water or incapacitate its radio communications and capture the crew. With no radio communications the Russian sub would not be able to explode the drone torpedoes.

Choosing the latter, the U.S. sub captain sent a high energy magnetic pulse at the Russian sub and fried all its electronic and communication equipment. The Russian sub was now dead in the water. Subsequently, armed personnel from the U.S. sub boarded the Russian sub and arrested all its personnel under international law.

After interrogating the Russian sub crew it was learned that the leaders of the Mafia operation worked out of the Russian Embassy in Boston. Names of the Embassy leaders were given as well as the number and location of all the drone torpedoes along Greenland’s fjords. Records and data were also found in the Russian captain’s quarters to verify the information.

The captain of the U.S sub informed his commanders in Washington and a plan was immediately formed to arrests the Mafia leaders through diplomatic channels. U.S. ships were also deployed to retrieve all the drone torpedoes. Hopefully, the world was now safe from this terrorist plot, at least for the present. ????????????????????????????????

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The Downeaster pulled into the Portland train station and I woke up startled from a deep sleep. The Romeos looked at me and laughed. Was I dreaming about the Polar Expedition to Greenland? Did we really find Viking artifacts and Rune Stones? For now I think I’ll keep the dream to myself.

We got off the train and took the bus to the Portland Historic District and got off on Market St. It was now almost noon and we were starved. Joe mentioned that he heard about a restaurant called Gritty McDuff’s which had a variety of home brew beers and a great menu. Since it was close by we all agreed and walked over to have lunch.

We sat at a booth in the corner and placed our orders for food and also for beer or ale. The waiter suggested the “Black Fly Stout”, for drinks and for lunch today’s special was “Snake Bite Braised Beef Raviolis”. Since we were here to have a good time and live dangerously, we all ordered stout and the lunch special.

Looking around I noticed other tourists sitting mostly in booths and enjoying the fishermen décor and flavor of this rustic tavern. However, some local fisherman sat at the bar and drank Gritty’s home brew ale and were having a good time, teasing each other about their recent catch. Most had tattoos on their arms depicting an ocean life. They could all be Viking decedents since they all looked the part with their weathered faces and husky build.

During the next two hours we drank and ate and told stories while we laughed and joked. After lunch we decided to walk down along the harbor and look at the fishing boats as they unloaded the catch of the day. Later we strolled up some side streets and went in and out of shops.

Most of the shops were for tourists to buy local trinkets and postcards for the family back home but scattered between them were some local places. After buying our share of family gifts we made one last stop at an old antique shop called the “Viking Spar”.

It was really an old place with junk piled on shelves which hadn’t been cleaned or dusted in a while. Most of the items were related to a sailor’s life at sea. It looked like this shop catered to some of the local fishermen. There were some old antique compasses, used ship log books describing an ocean voyage, harpoons for whaling, oars and oar locks, fids for weaving rope or lanyards, fish nets and sail cloth as well as scrimshaw etchings on walrus tusks.

On the back wall were some Viking artifacts. As I looked at them I saw an old astrolabe made of Bronze and Iron, a soap stone drinking cup, bronze breast plates, a helmet with wings and several large rune stones. The runes stones were about one foot across and made from red slate. Each red stone had etched runic letters and pictures of Viking Long Boats, Polar Bears or Icebergs.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. Were these the same artifacts that we found on the Polar Excavation in Greenland or was that just a dream? I turned to Jim Terluccio and said, “Have you seen these items before?” He looked at me curiously and said, “No, but they sure are interesting.”

Since the items didn’t have any prices listed, I went over to the checkout counter to talk with the proprietor. An older man stood behind the counter with red hair and beard and a weathered face. He looked like a real seasoned Viking sailor and spoke with a Slavic accent as he asked what I wanted.

I asked him for the price of the astrolabe, pointing at the back counter. He said those items were just for display and not for sale. However, they were family heirlooms handed down through the generations for many hundreds of years. I then asked if he had any other Viking materials for sale.

He pointed to an old wooden box on the counter and said I could choose some Viking items from inside the box which had been made by some local craftsmen. I looked inside and saw a few smaller red slate stones with etched pictograms and runic letters as well a few old cloth bags filled with small rune stone dice and some other trinkets. Since the other Romeos were anxious to leave, I quickly bought a few items from the box and left the store. Those items are as close as I am going to get to what I saw in my dream.

After walking around some of the other tourist sites we took the bus back to the train station and boarded the 7:55 PM train back toward Boston. Since it was now after 8:00 PM we decided to have something light to eat in the Café Car. Most of us ordered a bowl of Maine clam chowder, a salad or a burger just to quiet our rolling stomachs.

After eating we had some coffee and I took out the bag of rune stone dice and told the guys that I heard “somewhere” that they could predict ones fate or tell the future. The bag also contained a piece of paper listing the runic letters found on the stones and their meaning.

There were 24 dice and I rolled them on the table a few times and kept getting the same set of runic letters as in “my dream” on Greenland. Seven stone dice showed their runic letters face up and the others face down. These new rune stones also predicted a future doom with - Death, Lightning, Ships, Sun, Clouds, Volcano and Ice. Not letting on what I had interpreted, I let the other Romeos look at the sheet of paper and have fun making their own predictions. After a while I put the rune stones away and the conversation moved on to something else.

The train pulled into the Woburn train station and we all got off and said our good byes until the next time. We then got in our respective cars and drove home with the hope of hitting the hay early from a long but “memorable” day.

The next morning I read the newspaper and learned about the volcanic eruption in Iceland and the plume of ash spreading all over Europe. As the days went by, the news described the grounding of all airplanes and the devastation that the toxic dust was causing to people and farm animals in Iceland near the volcano. The volcanic eruptions were sporadic , stopping and then starting a few days later. There seemed to be no end in sight.

Was my dream coming true? "The clouds, the blocked sun, the dust plume, the volcanic explosion, the ice glacier and the grounded airplane ships." Did the rune stones predict the future or cause it? Had I discovered the Secret of the Rune Stones? Was this a curse or a blessing?



Comments Please send to: markryan@comcast.net


Acknowledgements:
I would like to thank my Romeo friends for their colorful backgrounds and giving me the inspiration for my stories.


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In Memory of … Mark Patrick

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References
Celtic History
http://www.angelfire.com/realm/shades/vikings/celts.htm
Druid History – Earth Mysteries
http://www.britannia.com/wonder/michell2.html
http://www.angelfire.com/realm/shades/demons/druids.htm
Celtic Culture
http://www.joellessacredgrove.com/Celtic/history.html
Leif Ericson
http://www.viking.no/e/people/leif/e-leiv.htm
Native Americans
http://mikenh.wordpress.com/tag/native-americans/
STEM IPY Project - Study Ocean Levels and Glacia Melting and Global Warming
http://www.umassk12.net/ipy/
Old Maps – Towns
http://www.mapstotreasure.com/?gclid=COWGk4CSwKACFdk55Qodkg9WVQ
Artic Expedition – China
http://www.china.org.cn/english/MATERIAL/74022.htm
Arsuk Fjord, Docked at Narsauq (clear ice, icebergs, fishing village)
http://www.svprecipice.com/logbook/August09.php
Greenland Airports -50 Heliports, 14 airports (most west)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Greenland-CIA_WFB_Map.png
Thule USAFB origin 1941
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thule_Air_Base
Greenland Vikings had Celtic Blood DNA
http://pasthorizons.wordpress.com/2010/03/21/greenland-vikings-%E2%80%98had-celtic-blood%E2%80%99/
Greenland Climate Change from 1000-1200 AD Ice Cap Grew
http://www.holloworbs.com/Greenland_vikings.htm
Greenland Farms Under Sand
http://www.expressnews.ualberta.ca/article.cfm?id=776
Greenland Towns – About 13 total
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_cities_and_towns_in_Greenland
Greenland – Map and Facts
http://www.worldatlas.com/webimage/countrys/namerica/gl.htm
Greenland Ice Melting Faster
http://www.nasa.gov/topics/earth/features/earth20100216.html
Fate of Greenland Vikings
http://www.archaeology.org/online/features/greenland/
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http://www.angelfire.com/realm/shades/vikings/celts.htm
Viking Invasions
http://www.angelfire.com/realm/shades/vikings/vik2.htm
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http://www.hampton.lib.nh.us/hampton/history/parks/thorvald/evaspeare.htm
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http://www.skyweb.net/~channy/Viking.html
Settlers in Pemaquid, Maine
http://www.skyweb.net/~channy/Viking.html
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http://www.hampton.lib.nh.us/hampton/history/vignettes/NHhistoricseacoast.htm
Who Owns Artic Mining
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China Flags the Antarctic
http://www.smh.com.au/opinion/politics/china-flags-its-antarctic-intent-20100111-m287.html
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Runestone
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http://www.sunnyway.com/runes/americanstones.html
Runes and Their Meaning
http://www.paranormality.com/runes.shtml
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http://www.mnh.si.edu/arctic/html/resources_faq.html
Stonhenge
http://www.britannia.com/history/h7.html
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http://npweb.npolar.no/english/arter/sandlo
Gannets-Sea Birds
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gannet
Surviving a Nuclear Attack
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Nuclear Theft
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Nuclear Explosions
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WMD Commission
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Adventures of the Romeo Gang - "Pot Luck In Mexico"

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Disclaimer: (The following story is pure fiction. All names, places and events are coincidental and are only used to embellish the story.)

Pot Luck In Mexico
by Mark Ryan © 2010

The NSTA (National Science Teachers Association) National Conventions have always attracted a large crowd from every state in the union as well as from abroad. This year it is being held in San Diego, CA, on Mar 18-24, 2010, with the hope of attracting 40,000 attendees. The event is a stellar attraction for new and old teachers hoping to attend workshops or listen to guest speakers to learn about some new classroom methods and techniques. In addition, educational publishers and vendors show their new products and give away thousands of dollars worth of free materials that teachers can use in their classrooms.

I have tried to attend as many of these conventions as possible over the years for a variety of reasons, the most important of which is to share the excitement of teaching with other practitioners and recharge one’s enthusiasm. The event allows a teacher to gather a new bag of tricks to bring back to school, liven up the classroom and watch students get excited about learning.

The convention usually lasts about a week with the first few days devoted to day long courses and workshops and group meetings. The next few days has a variety of one hour events including short teacher workshops, guest speakers and debates, and smaller group meetings. Scattered over the week there are breakfast and lunch offerings sponsored by national teacher groups and in the evening there are social events and parties with dancing, food and fun. In between all these events you can also visit the local area to see some area attractions like museums, theaters, baseball stadiums, beaches and shopping areas.

This year some of the members of the Romeo group were invited to the NSTA Convention as guest lecturers in their various fields to present a lecture-discussion on new ideas in science education. The ROMEO group, (Retired Old Men Eating Out), is composed of retired science educators who work part-time for the University of Massachusetts and the STEM project (Science, Technology, Engineering and Mathematics). Each of the Romeos has an expertise in a scientific field including Nanotechnology, Human Gene Cloning, Bioluminescent Chemistry, Computer Neural Networks and Bioengineering. Although these are cutting edge sciences, the Romeos are able to tailor their lectures so that they are interesting to a wide variety of audiences from doctoral candidates to elementary school children.

Several months before the convention the Romeos gathered for their monthly lunch at a local restaurant in Boston’s North End District and planned to book their NSTA reservations together for the same flight and hotel from Boston to San Diego. Only four of the Romeos planned to attend the convention; Myself - Marco Grieco, Jim Terlucci, Joe Laprusso and Ed DeScharo. As always we booked our own reservations and then got reimbursed from an NSF (National Science Foundation) Educational Grant which only paid for travel and accommodations. We paid all the other costs like meals and sightseeing.
Although I always have a great time with the Romeos, something always goes wrong and I end up with “pot luck”. However, it always turns out good in the end. They say sometimes you fall in a mud puddle and then come up smelling like a rose. Hopefully that will happen on this trip.

Jim had made the reservations for both flight and hotel and we were to be seated together on the plane and would share double rooms at the hotel. The day finally arrived and we boarded the plane. However, they could only sit three of us together so I opted to take another seat which was at the back of the plane. It seems like I always have the “luck”. However, the plane got off on time and we landed safely on American Airlines at the San Diego International Airport. It was Monday, Mar.18th and we took the shuttle to our hotel in downtown San Diego. We were staying at the San Diego Marriott which was about a mile away from Convention Center. I was staying with Jim in a room with double bed and Joe and Ed in another room. The rooms were very nice but my bed was stuck in the corner with a built in bookcase overhead. I just know that I was going to bump my head on the bookcase when I got up in the middle of the night. At my age I seem to visit the bathroom several times a night. “Am I lucky or what?”

After checking in at the hotel we decided to take the bus tour around San Diego and see a few of the attractions. We found a list of the top ten things to do and decided to visit a few of them over the week. Since our lecture-presentations weren’t scheduled until Wednesday, we had two days for sightseeing before spending time at the convention.

Among the ten top sights to see in the city were Balboa Park with its Cultural Museums, San Diego Zoo, Sea World and Tijuana. We got off the bus at Balboa Park and spent the rest of the afternoon visiting all the attractions within this large and beautiful park. We saw the Japanese Garden, The House of Hospitality, The Aerospace Museum, and the Museum of Art.

That evening we were all invited to a complimentary dinner sponsored by the book publisher Prentice Hall at the well known restaurant called Anthony’s Fish Grotto on the Bay. We all ordered something different but I had a house special: Mama Ghio’s Famous Chowder and the Panko Alaskan Cod. The meal was delicious and the conversation was just great. After cocktails we went back to the hotel and turned in early, exhausted from a full day of non-stop activity.

On Tuesday morning we decided to take a day tour to Tijuana and planned to return for dinner at the hotel in San Diego. Since we were traveling out of the country it was necessary for us to bring our passports. Getting into Mexico was the easy part compared to the difficulty you would have with the U.S. Border Authorities if you didn’t have a valid passport on your return crossing.

The tour bus picked us up at our hotel and within a half hour we arrived at the Mexican border. At the gate the Mexican border police walked through the bus and quickly checked our passports and carry-on bags and then let the bus driver pass through the gate to the city. In a few minutes we were in Mexico and turned onto Avenida Revolucion (Revolution Avenue) and the Market District. The bus driver said he would stop here for an hour so that we could walk through the local shops and make some purchases. U.S. Customs limits each person to spend no more than $800 in merchandise which can include one liter of alcohol.

The colorful bazaars contained all sorts of handcrafts and unique jewelry and were truly a shopper’s paradise. Afterwards we toured the Avenue of the Heroes, Tijuana Cultural Center and the oldest Jai Alai Palace in Mexico. At the market square we saw the “Zonkey” which was actually a donkey painted with white and black stripes to look like a zebra. We all gathered around the “Zonkey” to have our picture taken. Of course as luck would have it, I was at the “Butt End”.

We then stopped into a quite restaurant to sample some traditional Mexican food. The four of us were seated at a table in the corner. For appetizers, the waiter brought over some fresh made salsa with tortilla chips for dipping. Just before the waiter took our main order, the local Mexican Police came into the restaurant and approached our table and asked to see our passports. Everything had previously gone so smoothly that we thought it was a joke. “How lucky can I be?”

However, the policemen asked us more abruptly and we quickly took out our passports. He circled the table and grabbed them all, one at a time. He then said that there was some question about there validity and asked us to quietly follow him outside the restaurant so he could quickly clear it up.

When we all got outside, there were four other policemen waiting. The head man introduced himself as Captain Valdez and asked us to please be seated in the police van so that we could go to the American Consulate to validate our identification papers. Not wanting to irritate the local authorities, we got in the van with Captain Valdez and two policemen. The other two policemen got in a car and we drove down the Avenue of Heroes. However, in a short time we were leaving the downtown district and driving out into the country side. When I protested and asked where we were going, Captain Valdez pulled out a gun a said, “You are all under arrest and will be charged with drug smuggling”. “Do I have the luck or what?”

We all looked at each other in horror and couldn’t believe what we had heard. In unison we asked, “On what grounds and where is the evidence”? Captain Valdez then took out several bags of marijuana and cocaine from his pocket and said, “These have been found in your possession”. “How could that be”? I shouted, “You haven’t even searched us”. Captain Valdez then said, “I will certainly search you all later but for now just stop talking or I will have to tie and gag you”. He then handed us each a plastic bag and told us to empty our pockets and drop everything into the bag including our jewelry, cell phone and wallet. Since we were being held hostage at the point of a gun, there was nothing else we could do.

After a few hours we drove off the main highway and down a long dirt road and stopped at a large farm house. There were large green crop fields in the distance, with a dirt airstrip and a small airplane parked next to a barn. We could also see several men with rifles and guns all along the road and in front of the house. A big man with thinning white hair and dressed in a white shirt and tie with pressed pants and shiny shoes approached the van. He must have been the head honcho since Captain Valdez greeted him by saying, “Buenas Tardes Senor Hernandes”. Senor Hernandez replied “Good Afternoon Captain Valdez, I see that you have our guests. Please bring them to the guest quarters”. Maybe my luck was changing, I thought. Senor Hernandez sounds like a nice guy.

However, Captain Valdez then escorted us all to the barn as the guards pushed us in quickly shutting and locking the door behind. We were all now trapped inside. The barn was a big room with ten bunk beds along the left wall with a kitchen and a bathroom at the far end. It was probably used as sleeping quarters for the farm hands. There was a half wall down the center of the barn with some farm tools on the other side. There was also a tractor and some bags of seed and fertilizer on the other side stacked against the right wall.

We realized that we were now truly prisoners but could not figure out why. As we surveyed the barn, you could see some light coming through the uneven barn boards on the wall. Looking out between the boards on the left wall we could see some men with rifles near the main house, the airstrip and a small plane parked on the edge. We also heard other men stationed outside guarding the barn door.

An hour passed and we heard the barn door being unlocked and two men entered who were badly beaten followed by two guards holding guns. The beaten men, who looked like they were farm workers, carried some buckets of food and water to the table in the kitchen and then collapsed on the floor. One of the guards then said that the workers had been caught stealing food and could no longer be trusted and would be locked up and dealt with tomorrow.

The guard also said, “You better eat and get some sleep tonight, for you will have a long walk tomorrow to our camp in the mountains if you survive the night. The American gringos that were here last month tried to fight their way out and we buried them in a ditch in the woods”.

He then said, “If your friends back in the U.S. pay the ransom, we may release you but it all depends on how quick your friends respond. Captain Valdez will be contacting the U.S. Embassy shortly with our demands”. The guards then left and locked the barn door.

Joe quickly went over to the collapsed men who were moaning with pain and bleeding from wounds on their heads and tried to make them comfortable on the floor. I grabbed a sheet from one of the bunk beds and ripped it into small pieces and soaked it with some water to clean their wounds. Joe was more experienced in first aid and dressed the wounds and wrapped them with make shift bandages. In a short time the men regained consciousness and although frightened at first, they then realized we were trying to help.

We then distributed the food and water to ourselves and the wounded men in order that they might regain their strength. After a while one of the men whose name was Jose explained that they were forced into hard labor along with other men from their village to harvest the crops which were now ready for picking. He then said, “The vast green fields you see outside contain thousands of marijuana plants that will be dried and secretly shipped to the U.S. as part of Mexico’s clandestine drug trade.” Jose then continued, “We were beaten because we had worked in the fields all day under the blazing sun and hadn’t eaten since yesterday and tried to steal some food and water from the field wagon”.

He also said, “The owner of the farm, Senor Hernandez is a rich and corrupt politico from the Mexican State government who controls the local police and also works for the Esparansa Drug Cartel”.

I had read in the Boston Globe newspaper that Juan Esparansa was a drug lord who controlled most of the marijuana drug market in Mexico and had more influence on the Mexican government than the elected officials who were also corrupt. In fact the U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton had recently visited Guatemala and complained about the rampant drug trade in the U.S. and the drugs coming from Mexico. She further described all the influence that the drug cartel was having on international relations. She also said, “Organized crime has infiltrated all aspects of the Guatemalan state, and now rivals it in terms of power and influence.’’ The drug czar Nelly Bonilla was recently arrested, along with national police chief Baltazar Gomez. They were accused of being the ringleaders of a criminal police gang that stole 1,500 pounds of cocaine.

Jose further described how the drug trade had recently suffered a loss since California had legalized medical marijuana. This legalization allowed California residence or their designees to grow up to 99 plants each for medical purposes. This has spawned the growth of huge marijuana farms in Northern California to grow and supply their customers in the big cities to the south. Consequently, people had switched buying Mexican marijuana for California marijuana. In retaliation, the Mexican drug traffickers have started a turf war in California threatening and forcing marijuana users to buy Mexican. In addition, the Mexican drug lords have begun to capture American tourists and hold them for millions of dollars in ransom money to make up the difference in their lost drug trade.

Jose then said that the small airplane parked near the barn is usually loaded with several bails of dried marijuana and flown across the Mexican border at night so as to avoid being spotted. They then land at hidden airstrips in the back woods of California, New Mexico, Arizona and Texas. They usually leave after 10 PM and then return about 2 AM.

As soon as I heard about the airplane, I knew that it was our only way out. If we didn’t escape tonight, we would be prisoners in the mountains of Mexico tomorrow morning or most likely murdered. However, there was only room for four people on the small Cessna 172 airplane and we would have to leave the farm workers behind. Jose understood and said it would be better for them to escape into the fields and work their way back to their village. They would be safe there with friends.

I then told the rest of our group that I had my pilot’s license and could fly us to safety. I didn’t tell them that I was quite rusty and hadn’t flown for years. However, it should be like riding a bicycle, you never forget the basics. We could probably steal the plane shortly after it returned at 2 AM. However, we would have to add some fuel from the gas cans left along the side of the barn without being seen, since the flight across the border and back would have used up most of the gas in its tanks.

However, we needed a diversion so that the guards wouldn’t hear the plane taking off down the runway with us in it. That meant we would need to have the guards run to the other side of the barn, away from the airplane. I looked around the barn for something to use and saw the fertilizer and thought that with a little luck we could cause a huge fire and an explosion by mixing some motor oil, cleaning fluid, gasoline and fertilizer. I was really counting on my luck to change for the better. Ed would have to help with making the fire since he was the Chemist.

At 10 PM we heard the plane take off and then return at about 2 AM. The pilot got out of the plane and jumped into a small truck and drove away as he waved to the guards. While the plane approached the end of the runway to park, we used the loud engine sound to disguise our work removing a barn board. Jim quietly pried a loose board away from the left side wall big enough for all of us to crawl through. At he same time, Ed piled a few bags of fertilizer against far right wall and soaked them with motor oil and cleaning fluid. He also poured a trail of gasoline from the makeshift fertilizer bomb across the floor to our escape hole on the left side of the barn.

We waited another hour so that the guards might dose off and relax their vigilance. We then all crawled out the escape hole and waited for the precise moment when the guards were out of sight. Jose and his friend quietly crawled through the grass to the adjacent woods and quickly disappeared. Hopefully they will be safe.

Luckily, it was cloudy with no moonlight and very dark. Luck was continuing to turn in our favor. As the three of us, Jim, Joe and me Marco, quietly crawled through the grass to the plane; Ed stayed behind to light the gasoline trail that would travel to the other side of the barn and cause a huge fire. Ed had to wait for our signal first and then light the gasoline trail.

When we got to the plane, I pulled over a ladder and climbed onto the high wing Cessna to fill the plane’s gas tank at the gas cap on top of the wing. I slowly poured the gasoline so as not to make a sound. When it was filled, we all got inside the plane and I scanned all the instruments to refresh my memory on the sequence of things: brake release, ignition switch on, flaps down, adjust throttle to full, and then press start button. We signaled to Ed to start the fire. He lit a match that we had found in the kitchen and ignited the gasoline on the barn floor. The flame shot across the floor to the opposite wall and started burning around the piles of fertilizer and then exploded into a huge fire ball.

The guards ran to the opposite side of the barn away from the plane and began shouting to put out the fire. They dropped their rifles and ran to get some water buckets. At that same moment, Ed ran toward the plane as I pushed the starter button. The engine sputtered and chocked at first. I pushed the button again as I worked the throttle to prime the engine and it eventually started. The plane began to move toward the runway as Ed ran closer to catch us. We held the door open and Ed jumped in. With the throttle full the plane began to increase speed as it moved down the runway.

Some of the guards realized that we were no longer locked in the barn and began firing their rifles at the plane. Luckily we were moving further away and it was too dark for them to aim clearly. The end of the runway was coming up closer and closer as the plane started to lift. I pulled up slightly on the wheel to easy our climb gradually so we wouldn’t stall. However, there were some tall trees in the distance that were directly in our flight path. I pulled up a little more on the wheel but it looked like we were still to close. Just as the plane looked like it might hit the trees I turned the wheel slightly left and we breezed right through the top tree branches clipping off a few leaves. Luck was still with me.

At that moment the guards were still firing their rifles at the plane and a bullet hit the left wing and punctured the gas tank. In a high wing Cessna 172, the gas tank is located on the underside of the wing which runs over the cockpit. I looked out the side window and a stream of gasoline was leaking out from the wing tank. I stayed low a headed north just over the tree line. We were now traveling at about 80 mph and would cross the border soon with any luck. The landscape now changed to rolling hills and dessert sands. It was rough country below and I wouldn’t want to get stuck out in the dessert without water and proper clothing.

After a few more minutes the engine started sputtering. I looked at the gas gauge which now read empty. The bullet hole must have drained the tank dry more quickly than I predicted. We had only been flying about ten minutes and at this speed had only traveled about ten miles north. I looked for a place to land but it was hard seeing with no moon and a low cloud cover. I flew the plane slow and low to the ground. The terrain ahead was flat but I was afraid I might hit a rock or a ditch that might flip the plane. With the speed approaching 50 mph and just a hair above stall speed, I pulled up on the wheel and the plane slowly settled onto the ground bouncing up and down as it hit some small ruts and eventually came to a stop. Our “pot luck” was with us since we hadn’t hit any “pot holes”.

We all sighed with relief that we had escaped and landed without crashing. Our luck was getting better. However, we had no idea where we were. There were no land marks that I was familiar with. While we were flying low, we only crossed two roads but didn’t see any houses or man made structures. The only clue that I had was that the airplane had an old GPS that listed its latitude and longitude. If we could find some aeronautical charts in the plane cockpit, we might be able to figure out our position on the chart with the GPS readings.

The starting GPS coordinates at the Marijuana Farm were N32.25.10 and W116.44.36 and the present landing coordinates were N 32.33.14 and W116.47.12. We found a chart on the plane and approximated that we were about 30 miles southeast of Tijuana and just south of the border. If we kept walking north we might run into a border fence. Hopefully with some luck we might be spotted by U.S. Helicopters or cameras or flying drones patrolling the fence and not by local Mexican Police. We still couldn’t trust the local police in this area of Mexico.

We grabbed a water jug from the plane and started walking north. After a few minutes we heard some movement over a hill and slowly crawled to the top to take a look. There was a small group of about ten people led by a man wearing hiking boots and dressed in an army jacket with a baseball cap. There were men, women and children in the party.

We were tempted to yell for help and join the group but I had second thoughts and told everyone to keep quiet and stay hidden. The group were probably illegal immigrants trying to cross the border. The leader is called a Coyote and extorts money from these poor people in the hope that he will guide them across the border and they will find a better life in the United States. However, many never survive the grueling journey and die along the way from disease, lack of water or accident.

Ed whispered quietly, “Maybe we should just follow them. Evidently the Coyote knows the way to the border”. I agreed and said, “That’s a good idea but let’s stay back out of site and keep watch from a distance”.

The group continued north crossing a stream and then a small meadow, disappearing into a wooded area. We walked carefully around the meadow so as not to be seen and then slipped into the woods listening for foot noise on dry leaves or loose branches. In a short time we heard a young child crying. We crouched down behind some trees and watched as the Coyote was scolding the mother to keep her child quiet or be left behind. The child continued to cry and the Coyote slapped the child hard and told the mother to stay here with her child and he would come back for them later. The group left the mother and child behind and disappeared in the woods ahead. We knew that the Coyote would never return. However, the mother stayed put and tried to quiet the child. In a short time the child stopped crying and the mother continued to walk north hoping to stay quiet and catch up with the group later.

That made it difficult for us now since we might lose sight of the main group and follow the mother and child going in a wrong direction. However, we continued to move north and in a short time we could see a barbed wire fence that had been cut where the Coyote had gone through as well as the mother and child. This must be the border fence between Mexico and the U.S. . . . We knew the group was close because we could hear commotion in the distance.

We quietly went through the fence and in a short distance saw a dirt road and a large truck parked. The immigrants were sitting inside the back of the truck. The Coyote gave the driver something in a bag which was probably money and then they locked the back of the truck with the people inside. God knows how long they will ride in the truck and to what American city they will be dumped. If they survive the truck ride with no air, they will have to find help on the other end. The man got in the truck a drove away. The Coyote walked back in the woods toward us and we hid on the ground behind some trees as he passed.

We remained quiet for several minutes until we were sure that the Coyote was gone. We then got up and walked quickly down the dirt road still heading north. In about a half mile we saw that the truck had been stopped by the American Border Police. The driver was arrested and in handcuffs along with all the immigrants. The police had called for a transport bus to carry the people back to the border and be processed with the Immigration Authorities. They would probably just be driven back to Mexico and a record kept of their illegal border crossing. Unfortunately, they would probably try again soon. Anything is better than the poverty that they face in Mexico, with the hope of a better life and a good job in the U.S.

We called to the police from the safety of the trees and shouted “We are Americans. Don’t shoot. We are coming out.” The police didn’t know if this was a trick and told us to put our hands in the air and quietly come out as they held guns and rifles pointed at us.

After a while we told the police what had happened in Tijuana and at the Marijuana Farm and along the trail with the Coyote. They then said that they believed us but would have to bring us to the border facility and verify our identities. Hopefully this was the end of our long ordeal and that our luck was about to change again, this time hopefully for the good.

They say that Potluck is a community dinner with everyone bringing something to eat and share. However, our “Pot Luck” can only be described as an assortment of good and bad luck which occurred on this “Pot” Shrouded Marijuana Merry-Go-Round in Mexico. Maybe that photo I took in Tijuana on the “Butt End” of the “Zonkey” was an omen.

Comments: (always welcome). Email to markryan82@comcast.net

Acknowledgements:
I would like to thank my Romeo friends for their colorful backgrounds and giving me the inspiration for my stories.

References:
NSTA Conventions
http://nstacommunities.org/blog/
Things to Do In San Diego
http://gocalifornia.about.com/cs/sandiego/a/sdtop10.htm
Death of Joseline – A immigrant along the Arizona Border
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=124046778
Drug Wars in Mexico – 15,000 killings
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=122051789
Legalize Marijuana in Mexico
http://rawstory.com/blog/2009/08/mexico-legalizes-drug-posession/
Clinton Visits South America – Drug War (Big Pharma)
http://www.boston.com/news/world/latinamerica/articles/2010/03/06/clinton_urges_latin_america_to_tackle_drug_corruption/
Day Trip to Tijuana
http://gocalifornia.about.com/od/casdmenu/a/tijuana_day.htm
US Dept State – Info on Travel Outside the US
http://gocalifornia.about.com/gi/o.htm?zi=1/XJ&zTi=1&sdn=gocalifornia&cdn=travel&tm=16&gps=676_293_1436_699&f=20&su=p284.9.336.ip_p531.50.336.ip_&tt=2&bt=1&bts=1&zu=http%3A//travel.state.gov/travel/cis_pa_tw/cis/cis_970.html

Monday, February 1, 2010

Adventures of the Romeo Gang - "The Medford Quake"

Disclaimer: (The following story is pure fiction. All names, places and events are coincidental and are only used to embellish the story.)





Brink’s Loot and the Medford Quake
by Mark Ryan © 2010

It was early January 2010 and a large magnitude 7.0 earthquake had struck Haiti. There was massive devastation with over 150,000 people killed and homes, buildings and roads demolished. During the weeks that followed, after-shocks struck Haiti again collapsing more buildings with minor earthquakes and tremors felt as far away as the eastern seaboard of the United States.

These after-shocks produced cracks in many roads and buildings from Maine to Florida, toppling house chimneys and church steeples. Luckily there was no loss of life. Each day, the local newspaper had another earthquake story and you could even view updated maps at the internet web site of the Weston Observatory at Boston College. One of the maps depicted the probability for earthquakes greater than magnitude 2.6 hitting many towns in New England with the heaviest concentration just north of Boston.

Since the early 1600s when early English explorers visited New England records have been kept describing the land. Since then, about 19 earthquakes have centered in Massachusetts with intensity M5 or greater. The last severe earthquake of M8 occurred in 1755 at Cape Ann and felt in Boston with walls and chimneys thrown over. Now the Haiti earthquake was causing more minor damage opening cracks in buildings and roads around New England.

Due to the earthquakes striking close to home, the general public was on heightened alert with newspapers, magazines and TV stations reporting stories daily. As a result, local schools and other community organizations began offering information sessions about earthquakes and the geology of the area.

The Friends of the Fells was such an organization that was well entrenched in running weekly nature hikes showing off the new cracks along woodland trails in the Middlesex Fells Reservation. Their web site contained an updated calendar of events and general information about the Fells.

The Fells borders the towns of Medford, Malden, Stoneham and Winchester, just north of Boston, MA along Rte. 93. The Fells Reservation is comprised of over 2500 acres of conservation land with many trails spanning the woods and marked with various colored dots and frequently used by hikers, dog walkers, mountain bikers and families.

Since I am a local member of the Friends of the Fells, I have had the opportunity to attend several sessions over the years and enjoy the hikes along the trails. During these excursions, I have invited my grandchildren, neighbors and some friends to join me from time to time. Recently, I invited a few of my friends from the Romeo gang to attend a hike planned for Saturday. The Romeos are retired school teachers who meet each month for lunch to share laughs and camaraderie. The name Romeo stands for (Retired, Old, Men, Eating, Out), and is an international organization with local affiliates forming all the time.

From our last lunch date, three of the Romeos were interested in joining me for a hike and I said I would call them with the exact information. After getting the details, I gave them a call and told them to meet at 9:00 AM on Saturday morning at Bellevue Pond just off South Border Rd. in Medford.

On the designated Saturday, the Romeos attending were Joe Balsario, Jim Terluccio, and me Marco Greico. There were other local attendees for the hike and all together we made a small group of about ten people including the group leader Steve Williams. Steve was a geologist and worked for the local office of the USGS (United States Geological Service). He was also a local resident and active member of the Friends of the Fells. We all had the required gear, (warm coat, hiking boots, lunch, water, snacks, compass, binoculars and cameras, etc.) and were ready for a 3 hour hike.

Today we were going to walk the Skyline Trail from Bellevue Pond to the Sheepfold. This hike required you to be in pretty good health since some parts of the trail went up and down some steep inclines, although it was clearly marked by Blue Dots. Starting at Bell Pond we walked about a ½ mile along a fire road and then along a short trail to the left to Wright’s Tower on Pine Hill. From this vantage point you could see the Boston Skyline all the way to the Blue Hills and the Atlantic Ocean.

Standing at the base of the tower, the geologist Steve Williams said “The igneous rocks you see around you have an infusion of blue stone called the Medford Dike; it was formed from a larva flow millions of years ago when the Appalachian Mts. were over 15,000 feet high. Then about 100,000 years ago the last glacier flattened the mountains to their present elevation which is only 100 feet above sea level.” He then pointed to a brass medallion and said, “This is marker was placed here by the Geologic Service to identify this rock outcropping”. “You can also see glacier striations or scratches across the exposed granite, produced as the glacier receded north”. “In addition, because of the iron deposits in the rock, a handheld magnetic compass points to the west instead of north at this spot”. “Lastly, you can see some new cracks in the exposed granite which were recently produced from the after-shocks of the Haiti Earthquake”.

We then continued along the trail heading north to the Sheepfold and the Panther Caves. As we moved along the trail, Steve would stop and point out some of the geology as well as the fauna and flora. We saw many broad leaf trees which during the winter are bear of leaves (maples, oaks, birch) and conifers with their evergreen pine needles (pines, firs and spruce and hemlock). We also heard birds in the trees and saw animal tracks along the snow. Steve identified the animal tracks as rabbit, fox, skunk and deer. As we moved along quietly we came upon a small stream in a meadow where two young deer drank from the water. As soon as they saw us, they quickly pranced off into the woods.

When we got to the Sheepfold, the trail intersected with an old railroad trolley track and went across a stone bridge at the entrance, off Rte.28. After seeing this, Joe Balsario’s eyes opened wide since he was a history buff and especially loved old train trolley stories. We stopped at the bridge and Steve said, “From 1910 to 1960, an electric trolley traveled along the tracks from Somerville to Stoneham. Although the primary purpose was to connect the city with the suburb, the trolley stopped at the Sheepfold to let out city folk for the family picnic areas nearby or for a quite hike in the woods”. “The trolley was discontinued after Rte. 93 was built during 1956 -63 to connect Boston to Salem, NH”. Steve also pointed out that the railroad bridge had been damaged by the earthquake after-shocks and contained several cracks.

We then hiked up to the picnic area of the Sheepfold and saw an asphalt track off to the side containing about ten lanes. Steve pointed to the track and said, “This track was constructed in the late 1950s for the soap box derbies. The derby attracted youngsters from surrounding communities to build home made racing cars constructed from wood planks and soap boxes and old baby carriage wheels and race them down the track. Proudly sitting in their creations, the young race car drivers released their car brake at the top of the hill as it rolled down by gravity with no internal power source”. I remember this race track fondly and use to visit the Sheepfold often as a young boy. In 1960, I lived in Chelsea and would sometimes take the trolley or even pedaled my bike out here. It was an all day event but a lot of fun with my childhood pals. I even remember pedaling the bike out to Wright’s Pond to go swimming off Pickle Rock and watching the new highway construction off Rte. 93 while I rode along the old Rte.28.

After leaving the Sheepfold, we approached the Panther Caves. This was a giant pile of large boulders on the side of a hill. The boulders were at least 10 to 20 feet around dropped here by the last glacier. There were dozens piled on top of each other with some buried in the ground. If you were skinny enough, you could wiggle between the rocks and enter some small caves in the middle of the pile. Steve then said, “The caves use to have a lot of bats who would live along the cave ceiling and even hibernate here for the winter. In the summer months they feed only on insects and keep the mosquito population down. However, fungus blight, called the “white-nose syndrome”, has attacked the bats and millions have died off all over New England”. Some of the younger and skinnier members of the group were able to squeeze inside with Steve who had a large flashlight. When they came out, they excitedly described the dark cave and actually saw a few bats clinging to the cave walls. The earthquake tremors had opened up even more cracks exposing more caves to explore.

As we moved around the hillside, we heard some voices echoing from a cave opening. We then saw three men coming out of the cave holding some bags as they stopped with surprise seeing us. Startled, one of the men pulled out a gun and told us to put our hands on our heads and not make a move. Evidently we had caught them in some kind of criminal act. Some of the bags had a logo printed on the side that said BRINK’S. After seeing the bags, my first thought was that these were money bags from the Brink’s Cash Security Company. Had these men just robbed a bank and stored the bags here in the caves?

The one holding the gun told us to move into the cave and keep walking to the end without turning around. The cave entrance was a narrow tunnel that went on for about ten feet and then opened into a large cavern maybe twenty feet high and wide. Steve had a flashlight which helped guide us through the darkness. After we were all in the tunnel and almost to the cavern, we heard a grinding noise from behind us as a large rock crashed against the cave opening. The thieves had sealed us in the cave. The loud crash had disturbed the bats that now started flying around and swooping at our heads. We all rushed back to the entrance and tried to push against the rock. However, the tunnel was narrow and only two of us at a time could push on the rock. Evidently, the thieves had moved the rock by using a long tree branch as a lever. We had no such leverage inside the cave and were doomed.

Luckily I had my cell phone and tried to dial 911. There was a weak signal deep in the cave but it got better as I moved closer to the cave opening. Finally the emergency operator answered and I described what had happened. She told me to keep the phone on and she would have police respond immediately. She also said that she wanted to continue talking until the police arrived. Not only would that keep us calm but it would also help the police track the phone signal by GPS triangulation and locate our exact position.

While I remained on the phone, Steve and the others explored the other end of the cave. Maybe there was another way out. As they looked for other openings with the flashlight, they found where the thieves had dug a hole. Curious, Jim Terluccio moved some of the surrounding rock debris. Eventually, he uncovered some more Brink’s bags which were mostly empty but some filled with checks, bank statements and deposit slips that were dated January 1950. Most of the paper checks were chewed and shredded, probably by animals and used as nesting material. Evidently, the thieves left these behind since they had no cash value. At that moment Jim who is also a history buff said “These bags must be from the Great Brink’s Robbery which occurred in 1950.” As Jim dug deeper into the hole he found some hats, coats and Halloween masks that might have been used as a disguise by the robbers.

When I was a boy, the news of the Great Brink’s Robbery was splashed over the front pages of newspapers all over the world. My mom and dad frequently talked about it at the dinner table. People were astounded by the daring and cunning of the robbers. Their planning went off like clockwork. Although the robbery was a criminal act, the robbers were almost treated like heroes. Simple thieves were able to baffle the great Brink’s Company, the FBI and other law enforcement agents around the world. The Brink’s Robbers were treated like Robin Hood in his plight with the Sheriff of Nottingham.

After being trapped in the cave for about an hour, we heard voices from outside the cave entrance. It was the police and they yelled to us inside. We yelled back that we were all safe but wanted desperately to get out. The police then said that they had called the local fire department to bring in some equipment to move the rock. In a short time the firemen using heavy equipment like the Jaws of Life and a backhoe, moved the rock from the entrance and we all got out.

Relieved that we could now see the bright sky again we were able to calm down as the adrenaline stopped pumping. After, we all gave our statements to the police and described what happened. We also told them what the men looked like and about the Brink’s bags and the clothing we found. Not wanting to hike back to Bell Pond, we got a ride from the police and were free to go home in our own cars.

Later that evening we heard on the TV and Radio News that the thieves had been captured heading north on Rte. 93 in their car. Evidently, other hikers had seen the robbers leaving the parking lot from the Sheepfold in an old blue Buick and carrying a duffle bag. When the police arrived looking for us, they questioned anyone they saw in the area, especially near the parking lot. However, only a few of the Brink’s bags were found in the get away car with only worthless checks and no money.

Several weeks later, the FBI had been called in to investigate the case since they had been working on it for over 60 years. Their records showed that the Great Brink’s Robbery took place on the night of January17, 1950 at the Brink’s Warehouse on Prince St. in Boston. The robbers took over 2.5 million dollars in money and checks which they carried out in Brink’s money bags.

Also, nine armed men using keys that they had made earlier entered the warehouse while two remained outside in a canvas covered truck. Wearing dark coats and caps which looked like Brink’s uniforms and Halloween masks to hide their faces, they went to the second floor and surprised the real Brink’s guards. After tying the guards up and tapping their mouths, they gathered all the money bags and left in the waiting truck.

During the months that followed, all the known criminals from the area were rounded up and questioned but there was never enough hard evidence to link them to the robbery. As time went on, none of the guns, uniforms, money bags, checks, bank slips or money was ever found. However, most of the gang was arrested on other charges and spent the remainder of their lives behind bars. It was also rumored that some of the money was divided up and the rest was hidden in the woods of Stoughton, MA along with the truck which was cutup into pieces. The truck was later found in Stoughton but with no money.

However, the new discovery of the money bags found in the caves of the Medford woods has produced new evidence and new possibilities. Finger prints have been discovered on the checks and deposit slips found in the cave bags that match some of the original gang. Also, the caps and coats found in Medford matched the description of those wore by the original Brink’s robbers as a disguise. The new evidence started to accumulate but still no money.

Evidently, a grandson of one of the original Brink’s robbers, Joseph “Specs” O’Keefe had been one of the new Medford Cave thieves. He had recently inherited an old family house in the North End of Boston and found a map in the attic describing the location of the stashed loot. He was a spitting image of his grandfather and a new Boston hoodlum looking to make the big score. He was certainly following the family tradition.

It is now speculated that after the original robbers buried the money in the Medford caves they sealed the entrance with exploding dynamite. However, animals slipping through small crevices found the bags of money and could have used the paper to make nests just like field mice use loose paper in a garden shed. Also animals could have dragged the money out of the caves a little at a time which then was found by lucky local hikers.

Another speculation is that men working in the area might have discovered the money and took it years ago. There have been numerous work projects around and near the Sheepfold over the past 60 years. These projects involved repairing fire roads and nature trails, building picnic areas and stone bridges, constructing the trolley railroad and also building Rte. 93. All these workmen had ample opportunity to take some of the money a little at a time. The recent earthquakes could have also opened up the caves leaving them exposed to local residence and curious neighborhood kids.

Maybe my original thoughts about the Brink’s Robbers being like Robin Hood actually came true. Although the thieves never had the intent of giving their money away, it ended up that way. What did Robin Hood say? “Steal from the Rich and give to the Poor”.

Comments: (always welcome). Email to markryan82@comcast.net

Acknowledgements:
I would like to thank my Romeo friends for their colorful backgrounds and giving me the inspiration for my stories.

References:
Winter Hikes in the Fells
http://www.fells.org/File/2009-10_Winter_Calendar.pdf
Wright’s Tower
http://www.spotstory.com/spots/show/83
Geology Hike at Wrights Tower
http://arlingtonnaturalconnections.blogspot.com/
Mass Earthquakes
http://earthquake.usgs.gov/earthquakes/states/massachusetts/history.php
Middlesex Fells Reservation
http://www.mass.gov/dcr/parks/metroboston/fells.htm
History of the Fells – Trolley Cars 1910 –Somerville to Stoneham – CCC WPA 1930 - Soap box derby 1950-60s
http://www.fells.org/thefells/history.cfm
Rte 93N Construction 1956-63 Medford to NH
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interstate_93
Brinks Robbery Jan 17, 1950
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Brink