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New headlines, familiar stories.

A lot of talk and a lot of worries about Ebola. Misinformation and fear are the words used by the Center for Disease Control. Dallas County Judge Clay Jenkins made a point of appearing without protective clothing when visiting the family of the Liberian man currently battling the infectious disease.

But this isn’t the first go-round.

Twenty years ago, Random House published a book by Richard Preston – a non-fiction effort – titled The Hot Zone. Above the author’s name on the front cover, in red letters, are the words “A Terrifying True Story.”

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Preston points out that “none of the living people referred to in this book suffer from a contagious disease,” and that his work covers events from 1967 to 1993. He writes about the history of the African virus and associated strains, and also provides details about the discovery of an Ebola virus-relative in Reston, Virginia – less than 15 miles from Washington, DC.

One edition of the book features a cover-blurb from Stephen King, who states that The Hot Zone was “one of the most horrifying things I’ve read in my whole life.”

Maybe that’s one of the reasons that folks are feeling a little bit nervous about the idea of such a disease landing on US soil.

The outbreak that Preston discusses was contained, but the last four words of the book text are: “It will be back.”

He was right.

If it is possible to have an up-side, the current US distress over the possibility – however remote – that the virus could have an outbreak here, may provide the attention needed to focus on relief for those areas in which the virus has its origin. History is filled with stories of those who won’t concern themselves with the problems of others, until they are caught up in the problems themselves.

I haven’t read The Hot Zone. Used to read scary books, but no so much any longer. Scary books that are non-fiction, even less. Having scanned through the text of a paperback copy on the shelf, I have reassured myself that it has plenty of information that would be of interest to someone, even if I pass.

That kind of Scary I can get enough of in the daily headlines. And I suppose that’s one of the reasons that last night I completed my revisiting of David Copperfield, by Charles Dickens. Mr. Murdstone and his sister are the scariest things in that book, and even they get their comeuppance from David’s Aunt Betsey. The Hot Zone is a little more open-ended.

You’ll find both sorts of stories on the shelves currently, un-quarantined and ready to go, so –

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

It doesn’t add up. Not anymore.

In the confrontation between the book and the calculator, it was the hardback that emerged victorious. It was the book that took the dive though, straight from the edge of the counter onto the desktop where the machine suffered the full force of the blow.

It was no knockout. Still, it was a solid jab, one that took out the little Casio’s zero key completely. Alas – the machine was unable to continue and had to be carried from the bout.

A career-ending blow.

And it was an old book, throwing its weight around. Didn’t even suffer a scratch.

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I mention the loss of a (fairly) cheap calculator, because it doesn’t happen often to me. Having had office supplies for most of my adult life, I’ve managed to keep most of the mechanical things functional. The stapler at the front desk has served me well for more years than I’d care to admit.

Replacing the calculator, of course, is a snap. They are so commonplace these days that they can be found anywhere for a few bucks. The new one cost a dollar. Plus tax.

That’s a far cry from the beastie sitting on the display shelf in the shop. That machine is huge by today’s standards and features an electrical plug identical to that monstrous thing that wound out from the back of that old computer you used to own. Before the tablet. Before the smartphone. They called them “computer towers” back then. I believe they refer to them as “boat anchors” now.

A guest popped in the shop while I was swapping out the devices and I mentioned the fact that I’d just replaced my calculator for a dollar, and pointed to the Beast.

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“Paid over a hundred dollars for that one,” I told him. It shocks me to even say that out loud, even though it is the truth. When they were first offered, the electronic versions of the “adding machine” were expensive. And the Beast is a name-brand: NCR.

I joked that it was so old that I expected the Smithsonian to drop by any day now, to acquire it for their collection of antiquities. On a whim, I checked eBay to see if any were being offered at auction. None. Not one.

So I jumped into Google-mode and typed in some keywords: NCR, calculator, class 18-22. (The class thing was stamped on the serial number plate on the back.) Out of the entire internet-universe of possibilities, the total sum of digitized and archived data and obscure information dating to the dawn of man, there were six results.

Six.

Two came from one website, and two from another. One was errant result.

The top of the list?

The Smithsonian.

The second reference? Calcuseum: a website museum in Belgium dedicated to old technology.

Man.

There came a point that I chose not to use the thing any longer, but I could have. It still works, still adds and subtracts. Multiplies. You can see (in the image) that I use it mostly to display family photos, but I never thought of it as something that should be shuffled off to a museum.

On the bright side – next time I hear talk about the old relic in the bookstore I can imagine they’re talking about the NCR and not me.

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

No Keebler Elves Here.

You’re sampling a bit of McHuston history every time you bite into a Nabisco cracker.

Baking, it appears, is in the DNA, even if Chef Dustin complains about his results. A young man with shared ancestry named Thomas was driving a bakery truck in Portland, Maine, way back when and put aside a part of his pay each week to save for his dream.

Kept the money in a cracker tin, and when there was enough of it, he bought a modest bakery in Auburn, a small community some thirty miles away. He sent his crackers and biscuits to the Maine boys during the Civil War, and over the next quarter century built up quite a trade. The size of his bakery, the payroll, and number of employees got him a mention in Georgia Merrill’s “History of Androscoggin County” in 1892.

It was about that year that the business burned to the ground.

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Undaunted, Thomas Huston moved back to Portland and started over. His “Down East Bakery” at 314 Forest Avenue did well enough that by 1915 he was able to purchase the property and begin construction of what the newspapers later called “a vast industrial wonderland.” He renamed it the T. A. Huston Company. You can see his completed dream in the image.

Accounts at the time called it “a mammoth, sunlit bakery – one of the largest and most completely equipped baking establishments in the East.”

Huston was a visionary, and used flat-slab, steel-reinforced concrete, poured onsite to provide load-bearing capability solid enough to accommodate the four huge ovens. It was not only beyond sturdy: it was also fireproof. That became important later. Article after article recounted the clean, sanitary, and safe conditions found in Huston’s bakery.

Working with his son William Roy, Thomas continued into his later years and – after entertaining an offer – decided to sell out. In 1931, ownership was transferred to the National Biscuit Company: Nabisco.

The building still stands in Portland, but the ovens have gone cold. Nabisco moved its operations out in 1954. After a couple of later sales, the still-stout structure and property was acquired by the University of Southern Maine in 1991.

University President Patricia Plante recognized that the almost-unnaturally massive nature of the construction made it perfect for a project she was cooking up: she used the Rare Book and Manuscript Library at Yale University as a model, and the funding was raised to make the appropriate changes. The new facility was dedicated in October, 1997 as the Albert Brenner Glickman Family Library.

Books.

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The building is now on the historic register, and where the Huston ovens once turned out fresh and tasty biscuits and crackers, you’ll find housed a great many book, map, and manuscript collections.

And where books are offered in the Rose District you’ll also find a relic of Thomas A. Huston’s bakery. The wooden biscuit crate dates back to the bakery’s pre-fire days in Auburn and is over a century old – a gift from our resident Huston… Martha.

Thanks, Mom.

Looks great at the front window and reminds me how disparate events and artifacts can be linked through the centuries by the most slender of threads.

We have the books and the lunchtime fare.

Dustin and I are still working on the biscuits.

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main St. Broken Arrow OK!

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