MANASSAS, Va. – Robotics team members from Metz Middle School competed in the Central Division VEX Qualifier at Manassas Park Middle School on Saturday, Feb. 9.
With a focus on building the most innovative robots possible, the team’s six robots competed against a total of 40 robots hoping to earn spots to Roboticon at Forest Park High School on March 9 and the VEX World Championship in Anaheim, Calif., in April. Metz’s robot 5173S ended the qualifying round in 9th place, while robot 5173Z ended in 15th place.
A total of four of Metz’s robots were selected to compete in the tournament round. In what appeared to be a scene from a futuristic motion picture, Robot 5173S selected 5173Z to compete as an alliance during the tournament, winning their best two out of three matches during the round of 16 and quarterfinals before ultimately falling short in the semifinals.
Both robots earned spots in next month’s Roboticon at Forest Park. Roboticon will feature the top 60 robots from public and private middle schools in Prince William County, Manassas, and Manassas Park. Additional spots will be awarded to the VEX World Championship in Anaheim during this competition.
The Metz Robotics team is coached by Metz teacher math teacher, Leonard Newman.
By URIAH KISER
My wife and me celebrated Valentine’s Day a bit early and went to Travinia Italian Kitchen and Wine Bar on Wednesday night.
It’s one of several new restaurants that have opened at Potomac Town Center next to Wegmans grocery store. It’s a nice place to meet and greet, and the service was awesome, but I wasn’t too impressed with the food.
First off: the short, fat glasses. Loved ‘em. In fact, my wife and I are looking for replacements for my collection of pint glasses I collected during my formidable years. The drinking glasses at Travinia fit right into the palm of your hand and were perfect for a soda, the glass of water I ordered, or would be great for use as a non-stemmed wine glass.
Both hungry, we each ordered a Caesar salad before our meal. Because the kitchen has a great large window that allows guests to peer inside for a behind-the-scenes look at how their food is made, we saw our salads being prepared. But whoever made them skimped on the dressing leaving it rather dry. I’m still hard-pressed to find a restaurant that can make a better side Caesar salad than Sweetwater Tavern.
Next, it was on to our meals. I had the Pollo Isabella, which reminded me of the Chicken Bryan at Carrabbas – a chicken breast topped with goat cheese, sundried tomatoes, basil, served over a bed of baby spinach in a lemon butter sauce for $15. While it sounded good, unfortunately, it wasn’t. The chicken was overcooked and crusty in some places. And the butter sauce tasted more like straight butter, conjuring up the taste of movie theater popcorn. Some butter sauces I’ve had in the past were matured and browned, but this tasted and looked more like melted butter.
The goat cheese, when mixed in with all the other flavors, did little to save this dish.
My wife had the Sinatra Chicken also for $15 (with a name like that how could you go wrong, I thought). I had a bite of the chicken topped with mozzarella, cream sauce, and cappelinni. We both agreed the chicken on this dish was tasty, but the pasta that came with it went under seasoned, and reminding us of the salads we had just had.
The one thing that was great, overall, was the loaf of bread that came before the meal. While Travinia hasn’t mastered the art of the olive oil dipping sauce which is better served at Carrabbas and Bertucci’s, the bread was a nice touch.
Overall, great atmosphere, prompt service, but the food needs work.
No damage was done to the adjacent field where the minor league baseball team plays at G. Richard Pfiztner Stadium, but the team’s mascot – Uncle Slam – was toast.
Taking a break from making appearances at community festivals and charity events, Uncle Slam has been on the mend these past seven months. Now he’s ready to make his first public appearance since going on the disabled list, and he’ll do it this weekend at Wegmans grocery store in Woodbridge, near where the team plans to build a new 6,000 seat stadium.
More in a press release from the team:
The Potomac Nationals’ official mascot was famously placed on the 60-day disabled list retroactive to July 4, 2012, and missed the remainder of the ’12 campaign with undisclosed wounds.
Since the incident, Uncle Slam has been recovering and nursing himself back to full health while rehabilitating at the Official Gym of the Potomac Nationals, Gold’s Gym Lake Ridge.
“We are extremely pleased with Uncle Slam’s off season dedication in getting to better than full strength. Slam modeled his off season regimen after NFL MVP, Adrian Peterson. Slam has been waiting all off-season to reunite with our fans and looks forward to his best season to date!” says P-Nats Vice President and General Manager, Josh Olerud.
Uncle Slam is now better than ever, and fans will get the opportunity to meet and greet the P-Nats most viral member at Wegmans. This unveiling will run from noon to 2 p.m. and Uncle Slam, himself, is expected to be introduced at 12:30 p.m.
‘Slam’ will interact with Nationals fans, sign autographs, and show off his new look.
Uncle Slam’s inflatable bounce house will be set up outside Wegmans for children to play in, and a coloring station will be set up to the backdrop of balloons.
P-Nats staff members will be on hand to distribute 2013 pocket schedules, season ticket and mini plan information, as well as Uncle Slam’s Kids Club sign-up forms. When kids participate in Slam’s MVP Kids Club package, they receive a courtesy Uncle Slam Piggy Bank presented by: TD Bank.
P-Nats fans can show their Wegmans card at the information table to receive a special code to be used for an upcoming discount offer inside the online National Mall Team Store, the official merchandise hub for the Potomac Nationals.
Arguably the most popular P-Nats hallmark, Uncle Slam is the face of the Nationals’ community endeavors and can often be found throughout Northern Virginia neighborhoods working on the Uncle Slam’s Reading Program, making youth baseball appearances, and even delivering Valentine’s Day flowers.
Uncle Slam, the Director of Fun for the Potomac Nationals, will enter his 9th season serving as official team mascot in 2013. As the central cheerleader for P-Nats Baseball since 2005, Uncle Slam has been a part of the P-Nats’ franchise tradition as long as the last two United States Presidential terms.
The bluest member of the P-Nats staff, only in hair tone and converse to his persistent P-Nattitude, Uncle Slam is a fixture of the Pfitzner Stadium experience, using a gregarious demeanor to complement his iconic outfit, which represents the hallmark of American patriotism amidst the landscape of our national pastime.
UNCLE SLAM PROFILE
BORN: 4th of July (he thinks the fireworks are always for him!)
HOMETOWN: Woodbridge, VA
HEIGHT: Really Tall
WARDROBE: Red, white, and blue top hat/pants, blue and white hair/goatee, P-Nats jersey, and red sneakers
WALK-OUT MUSIC: “Slam (Let the Boys be Boys)” by Onyx
JOB DESCRIPTION: To make you a P-Nats fan for life!
FAVORITE FOOD: Funnel Cakes
FAVORITE COLOR(S): Red, White, and Blue
HOBBIES: Dancing, signing autographs, hanging with superstars, and cheering the P-Nats on to victory!
TAGLINE: “Uncle Slam Wants You…to Join the Party!”
By URIAH KISER
The six-year-old school is home to 1,100 students and sits on Panther Pride Drive in Woodbridge, where two other schools – Potomac High and Mary Williams Elementary schools – all share the panther mascot.
But it is the students and staff at Potomac Middle who are celebrating a scholastic achievement of excellence, one they want to share with parents and the community.
“I can’t take credit because I wasn’t here last year, but based on last year’s data I truly attribute the success of past leadership of past teachers, students, and success of those who were here last year. My goal is to keep it going,” said school Principal Alfie Turner, who made the transition from elementary to middle school principal in June.
Every school in Prince William County is measured in the “School of Excellence” program sponsored by the county School Board. Criteria such as full school accreditation, parent and student satisfaction, and scholastic improvements are all measured on a scale of 100 points. Those who achieve 90 or above achieve School of Excellence.
This past year, students at Potomac Middle improved significantly in reading and language arts. It’s an achievement that especially been celebrated by the men and women who came to open this school in Sept. 2006.
“The emotion on the faces of the staff members, especially the inaugural staff – the group that’s been here from the time the school opened – we had teachers stepping out and saying ‘praise the lord,’ and you can see that sense of pride wanting to continue,” said Turner.
Something else Turner hopes will continue: parents who want to remain involved in their child’s education. Coming from an elementary school where more parents “are a little more connected” to their parent-teacher associations, Turner said parents are always welcome to sit in classrooms here, and many have also taken an active roll in volunteering and recognizing the hard work of teachers each month.
A total of 40 elementary and middle schools in Prince William County achieved the School of Excellence rating for the 2012-13 school year. Individual celebrations to honor these achievements at each respective school began last month.
I am one angry slug.
Why, you ask? I’ll tell you. On Monday evening, I received a parking ticket in the Horner Road Commuter lot. And as far as I am concerned, I was not parked illegally.
If you remember as far back as Monday evening (is it only Wednesday?), you’ll remember that it was a dreary, rainy day. It hadn’t started out very well for me, either. That morning, I waited past 9 a.m. for a ride. Thinking it was hopeless, I thought I might have to drive in, or at least drive to Springfield to take the Metro in to D.C.
Luckily, a nice lady passing through the lot felt bad for the poor souls still waiting for a ride, and offered to drive us to Crystal City. It was very kind of her, and I appreciated it greatly – but as I got into her car, another car pulled up and took the other three riders who were waiting with me to my destination, L’Enfant Plaza. Since two of those riders were actually behind me in line, I was pretty annoyed; however, I suppose it was my own fault for not waiting to see where that other driver was going.
Anyway, I digress…
On Monday evening, I was parked alongside the shoulder, closest to the entrance at the Prince William Parkway intersection. If you’re familiar with the Horner Road lot, you’ll know that cars have always parked along that road, within the painted white lines. Where the white lines end on either side, there are No Parking signs with an arrow pointing away in either direction, which seems to signify that parking is allowed within that designated area.
I have been commuting from Horner Road for years, and as far as I know, parking has always been allowed in this area.
On Monday evening, however, there were two Prince William County Police officers who believed otherwise.
It was beginning to get dark and still slightly raining as I made my way up the shoulder of the road towards my car, carrying my bags and the dry cleaning I picked up before slugging home. In the distance, I noticed the flashing lights of a police cruiser. It was double-parked dangerously close to my car, but I wasn’t worried, knowing I had safely parked in a legal space – or so I thought.
As I got closer, I noticed small, white papers in the windshield of two of the cars near mine, and then saw one in my windshield as well.
It couldn’t be a ticket, I thought. No way! I’ve gotten my share of tickets for parking illegally, but I was good today. I had plenty of room to park before the No Parking sign!
Just as I approached where the police car was parked, there was another lady, waving that little white piece of paper in her hand. She didn’t look happy, and she was parked just a couple of cars ahead of me.
“That’s not a ticket, is it?” I asked.
Much to my dismay, it was indeed a ticket. Her car, my car and the car in between us had all received one, and the two young police officers insisted that parking was prohibited in this area.
This was certainly news to us! I tried reasoning with them, explaining that cars had been parking here for years. We told them we had never heard of anyone being ticketed for parking in this area, and pointed out the arrows of the No Parking signs, which indicate that parking is allowed within the signs on either side.
It was no use; the damage was done. The tickets were written. Our only option now, according to the ticket, is to “appear in person… and file the necessary paperwork” at one of the locations listed, in order to have our case heard in court. Of course, this means taking time out of work to file the paperwork, and more time off to appear in court. Lovely.
Some may say a $35 is not worth the trouble. I disagree. I can understand if we had disobeyed the law, if we had parked somewhere that parking is not allowed. Hey, I’ve paid my share of parking tickets. Begrudgingly, maybe, but I knew I had broken the rule, and as such, I had no choice but to pay the piper.
This time, I refuse. I will not pay for something that is not right. I believe these officers ticketed us unfairly, and that they were incorrectly interpreting the signage in the commuter lot.
If parking is indeed prohibited in the area where we were ticketed, then it needs to be clearly and properly communicated to drivers who park here and should be done so before tickets are issued. And if parking is no longer allowed on that shoulder, all of us who use that area for parking will have to find space elsewhere to leave our cars. That should be interesting…
I may be an angry slug, but I will stand up for my commuter rights!
WOODBRIDGE, Va. – Sentara Northern Virginia Medical Center Auxiliary is offering $1,000 scholarships to area high school seniors who plan to pursue careers in a healthcare or medical related field.
Only those students attending one of the six public high schools, private high schools or home-schooled students in the eastern Prince William County area, and current Sentara Northern Virginia Medical Center Junior Volunteers, will be eligible to apply for the Auxiliary Scholarship.
The six public high schools are: C.D. Hylton; Forest Park; Freedom; Gar-Field; Potomac and Woodbridge. The deadline to apply is Friday, March 15, 2013.
For scholarship rules and to download an application, visit sentara.com/NorthernVirginia.
STAFFORD, Va. – Be strong for Dom. It’s the powerful catchphrase that caught on as of late; words used to remember a six-year-old Superman who fought hard for his life.
Dominic Thomas Beltran, of Stafford, passed away Thursday, Feb. 7 at his home. He was diagnosed with cancer the day just after turning 1-year-old, when a mass was discovered in his abdomen – doctors said it was Stage IV Neuroblastoma.
But that wouldn’t get Dominic down, as he successfully fought the disease and gave his family hope along the way. Dominic relapsed twice, once in Feb. 2010 and again in March 2011.
Now, community members are coming together Sunday from noon to 4 p.m. at Mainstreet Grill and Bar in North Stafford help raise money to help Dominic’s parents payoff mounting medical bills. In honor of Dominic’s spirit, everyone has been asked to dress like Superman.
“We called him our ‘little Superman’ because he had radiation therapy so many times and made it through, so we knew he had to have special powers like the Green Lantern or Superman, or some kind of super hero,” said Jaymie Gerace, a family friend who lives next door to Dominic’s parents, Harvey and Margaret.
Gerace said she was with the family through nearly every step of the treatment process for the child, and she’s now speaking for his grieving parents who are set to bury their son Thursday following a ceremony in Fredericksburg.
Part of the reason Dominic was able to stay positive and fight his disease for so long, said Gerace, is because his parents didn’t let cancer get him down.
“We never used the word ‘cancer’ around him,” said Gerace. “After Dominic relapsed, we didn’t want our children to be afraid of that word, and always thought it would be best for his recovery if he was able to focus on the positives and getting better and not his cancer – it’s mind over matter.”
Dominic and Gerace’s son often played together, running around outside on soccer fields, playing video games, riding go-carts, and because Dominic’s mother is also a nurse, the two children would play together inside Dominic’s living room while he was given treatment for his ailments, said Gerace.
At the fundraiser this Sunday, live music will be featured on stage, and so will door prizes, a silent auction, and 50/50 raffle. Tickets can still be purchased for the raffle and prizes won even if you can’t attend the event, organizers said. Those pre-event raffle tickets can be purchased at Mainstreet Grill and Bar.
Hey guys and gals, Valentine’s Day is Thursday. Yep, Thursday. And that means you should plan do something sweet for your sweetheart. And we’ve got some last-minute ideas for where you can treat that special someone in your life.
Osprey’s Sweetheart Dinner
Try a three-course meal with salad, a choice of Beef Wellington or Baked Salmon, and a fitting desert of chocolate and almond strawberries at this special dinner for two.
Feb 14 – 16
5 – 9 p.m.
$30 per person
Weekend romantic getaway in Manassas
Want to get away close to home? The Fairfield Inn & Suites in Manassas is offering a special Valentine’s Day package that includes a bottle of champagne or sparkling cider, one rose, and a box of chocolates with your room stay through Feb. 16.
The package starts at $214.
Chick-fil-A Valentine’s Date Night
For those who want a family restaurant as a backdrop for their Valentine’s Day events, Chick-fil-A in Woodbridge has invited guests to join them for Valentine’s Date Night where flowers, candy will be given out each half hour between 5 and 6 p.m.
Thursday 5 – 8 p.m.
2425 Prince William Parkway in Woodbridge
Valentine’s Day story time
Not everyone is a fan of chocolates and candy hearts, and if that sounds like you, come out and hear stories meant just for you at this free story time event at Lake Ridge Neighborhood Library.
10:30 a.m. until 11 a.m.
Sinfully Sweet at Potomac Point
Valentine’s Day events spill over into the weekend at Potomac Point Winery in Stafford County as they will hold their Sinfully Sweet event at 1, 3, 5, and 7 p.m. on Saturday. They’ll offer tours of their coyote wine cave and decadent deserts paired with Potomac Point wines.
It’s $25 per person, $22 for wine club members, and reservations are required by calling 540-446-2107 or by emailing Jane[at]potomacpointwinery.com.
Dumfries celebrated Black History Month on Saturday at the town’s Little Union Baptist Church.
During the event, several speakers entertained the crowd with music, inspiration, and history.
Mom on the Run
“Beth Beth Beth Beth!!” I am so excited, typing this email. “I found the pants!” I’m dancing in my seat, I’m so happy.
OK – backing up.
For my son’s senior-year season of ice hockey I volunteered to manage spirit wear. Not a big deal: pick the stuff out, get quotes, create an order form, collect orders and money, distribute orders. Right?
Pretty much. The process took a little longer than I thought, and involved two vendors for two batches of stuff, screenprinted and embroidered, but ultimately everything came together. Almost everyone on the team ordered something screenprinted – sweatpants or sweatshirt or t-shirt – and a new coach and a new player each ordered an embroidered warm-up jacket, and one previous player ordered a new pair of warm-up pants. Everything came in quickly, was accounted for, and was delivered.
Well, the screenprinted stuff came in and was delivered quickly. The embroidered stuff took longer, and when those three items finally came in, I gave the box to my son. “Give Coach Britt and James their jackets, and give Andrew the pants.” “Uh huh.”
Later that night, “Did you give everyone their warm-up stuff?” But: “None of them was at practice.” Oh, OK.
So, before the next practice: “Don’t forget to give out the warm-up suit stuff.” “Yeah, I know.” That night: “Did you give out the warm-up stuff?” “I gave Coach his jacket. Nobody else was there.”
It took a couple of practices and a bunch of nagging, but finally everything was delivered. I saw the boys wearing their spirit wear. There were no complaints or questions. Everyone was pleased. I was pleased!
Until a month later, when I got the email from Beth: “Andrew never got his warm-up pants.” What? Dang it!
I checked with my son: “Andrew says he didn’t get the warm-up pants. Did you give them to him?” Ha – a month later. I really bothered to ask? “Uhh … I gave out everything you gave me.”
“We gave the pants to Andrew,” I emailed Beth. And she replied: “Andrew says he doesn’t have them.”
I checked with my kid again: “Are you sure you don’t still have the pants?” “I’m sure!” I had him check his hockey bag, the back seat of the car, the trunk of the car, his room.
Beth had her son check his hockey bag, his backpack, his bedroom. No pants. Not at our house, not at their house.
Check again, I told my son, five, 10 times. Five, 10 times he checked. Check again, Beth told her son, five, 10 times. Five, 10 times he checked. No pants. Finally, Beth emailed, “I’m sure they’re buried here somewhere. Don’t worry about it.”
Not worry? No way. This was my project! And my kid! I was so distressed; I needed to find those pants!
So I thought about it. I thought and thought. And – oh! James only got a jacket! Maybe my son thought James got a full warm-up suit? I pulled out a whole-team email, guessed at a James-family email address, and sent out: “You only ordered a warm-up jacket. Did you happen to get a pair of pants as well?”
I was holding my breath. It was a leap, thinking James had the pants, and I made a note to move forward on Plan B, which was to wait a few more weeks, see if the pants popped up, and then pay for a new pair of pants for Andrew. But still, before Plan B came Idea A: maybe James has them. I was hopeful.
And finally, a return email! “Yes, we have the pants. We will get them to Andrew.”
Victorious, I email Beth: “Beth Beth Beth Beth! I found the pants!”
Beth writes right back: “Fantastic!” And then she says, with relief, what we were both thinking: “Neither of our boys is crazy!” Exactly. Exactly.
Outside Old Town: What’s Happening Around Manassas
By CINDY BROOKSHIRE
For Potomac Local News
Today is Deadline to Nominate Volunteers for Governor’s Awards
Do you know an individual, family or group of volunteers who are making an outstanding difference in Manassas, Manassas Park or Prince William County? How about a business, educational institution or community or faith-based organization? Let Governor Bob McDonnell know! Each year the Governor presents Volunteerism and Community Service Awards that highlight the efforts of outstanding Virginians who seek to enhance the lives of others in their communities. This year’s deadline for nominations is Mon., Feb. 11 at 5:30 p.m. Winners will be announced at a ceremony during Volunteer Week in April. Past honorees from the Manassas/Prince William area include New Dominion Learn & Serve and The Joe 15 Team of Manassas and Volunteers of the Year Bathsheba Felice Bryant and Edward Roman of Woodbridge and Stephen Michalski, MD of Gainesville. For a nomination form and more information, visit the Governor’s Volunteerism Awards.
Love Life at Manassas Mall Feb. 16
Join Action in Community Through Service (ACTS) for Love Life Day at Manassas Mall on Sat., Feb. 16 from noon to 4 p.m. in the JCPenney Court. Find out how you can manage stress, illness or loneliness, and celebrate all the things you love. (ACTS) Helpline is 703-368-4141 or visit actspwc.org.
Birth Matters Virginia, Prince William Chapter Meets Feb. 21
The local chapter of Birth Matters Virginia meets Thurs., Feb. 21 at the Manassas Midwifery offices, 8425 Dorsey Circle, Suite 102, Manassas, starting with a 6:00 p.m. potluck and fellowship. Bring a friend and a dish to share. The mission of Birth Matters Virginia is to improve the culture of birth in Virginia by promoting an evidence-based model of maternity care and supporting care providers who practice mother-friendly care. The meeting topic will be birth options and rights. Come to share your experience as well as learn how others have made a change in their births by enacting their rights. Who should attend? Local moms, doulas, friends, childbirth educators, peer lactation specialists, midwives, obstetricians, chiropractors…anyone who wants to increase evidence-based birth options for the women in the Manassas and Prince William area. “Like” the chapter’s Facebook page at Birth Matters Virginia Prince William.
23rd Annual Mardi Gras Gala and Auction is Feb. 23
The Prince William Health System Foundation is hosting its 23rd Mardi Gras Gala and Auction extravaganza on Sat., Feb 23, from 6:30 pm to midnight at the Westfields Marriott Conference Center in Chantilly. Black tie optional and tickets are $150 per person. Support of the Gala is vital for the foundation to accomplish its community healthcare goals. Working closely with Prince William Health System and its affiliate organizations, the Foundation helps to provide equipment and community outreach programs that could not normally be funded without raising fees. Tax-deductible contributions may either be directed to the endowment for use when and where needed, or designated for a specific department of any Prince William Health System facility, from prenatal and infant care to prescription drugs for the elderly. The Gala provides an ideal opportunity to socialize and promises to be a fun-filled evening of fine dining, dancing with a live band (the Fabulous Fantoms), and an exciting auction. RSVP by Fri., Feb. 15 at 703-369-8201.
Mason’s Vision – Town Hall Feb. 26 on PW Campus
As the Prince William campus of George Mason University continues to expand in Manassas, the university is soliciting comments about their vision from members of the community. University president Angel Cabrera, recently unveiled a draft Vision document and Working Group Reports. Anyone is welcome to read the documents and let him know what you think. Leave a comment on the website, send an email to email@example.com, or attend a town hall on Tues., Feb. 26 from 2:00 to 3:00 p.m. in the Verizon Auditorium on the Prince William campus. Your participation matters.
Library Seeks Applicants for May 4 Local Author Fair
Bull Run Regional Library is pleased to announce Saturday, May 4, 2013 as the date of its Second Annual Local Author Fair. This will be a great opportunity for authors to promote their published work, whether it is fiction, nonfiction, adult, young adult or children’s. Self-published authors are also welcome. Participating authors will be permitted to sell their works. Space is limited, so apply now. Due to space limitations, the library reserves the right to limit participation by selecting a representative sample of types of work. Applications must be received by Sat., March 22. Authors selected to participate will be notified by email. Tables and chairs will be provided, as well as publicity. If you or someone you know is interested in being a part of this event, please contact Librarian/Adult Program Coordinator Dolores Bowman at 703-792-4546 for an application. The May 4 Author Fair is free and open to the public.
Al Alborn: Connecting the Dots
By AL ALBORN
I like roads. When I drive Va. 234 from Interstate 95 to 66, or the Prince William Parkway from Woodbridge to Manassas, I am grateful Prince William County’s proactive approach to transportation infrastructure. I’m looking forward to the Tri-County Parkway.
If I understand the math correctly, we just can’t get ahead of our transportation problem regardless of how many new roads we build. Unless we start thinking differently.
We continue to be locked into the old paradigm of moving people to their jobs. If you build things or service things, you do have to get to your job one way or another. The simple fact is that in the Washington, D.C. area, most people work with knowledge. They take information and do something to it adding value.
These people are knowledge workers.
Knowledge workers don’t have to drive somewhere to do their jobs. They only need access to the information with which they work. With today’s technology, knowledge workers may work anywhere.
Telework is the 21st Century paradigm for connecting knowledge workers with the knowledge they need to do their jobs.
The old paradigm is to continue to build roads, trains, buses, carpool parking lots, or other tools to move people to some physical location to work with knowledge. The new paradigm is to move the knowledge to the people who need it to do their job.
In today’s economy, perhaps a strategy that reduces the resources devoted to building and maintaining roads by simply taking people off them might be a good thing. This would help us win another battle, lower taxes.
The word “transportation” is defined as moving people around. I suggest it’s time to redefine that word to include moving information around.
Transportation authorities all need to incorporate telework strategies for incorporating today’s technology and public policy into transportation planning to take people off the roads. Broadband, wi-fi, cyber security, and telework friendly public policy are the tools that will help us get ahead of the problem of moving people around every morning and evening.
Using the right tools, we can focus on moving fewer people around.
The simple fact that telework is good public policy because it reduces the cost of Virginia’s transportation infrastructure and allows us to finally get ahead of the demand to get people to the knowledge they need to do their job. It improves public safety, reduces road building and maintenance costs, creates jobs, is good for our residents quality of life, keeps discretionary dollars in their communities instead of sending them “north.”
A few politicians “get it”. Congressmen Gerry Connolly and Frank Wolf successfully passed the Telework Enhancement Act of 2010 mandating Federal Employees be allowed to telework. Congressman Connolly is now working on Telework 2.0 to extend this mandate to Federal Contractors. Virginia Delegate Rich Anderson is working with other Delegates to use telework to create jobs, reduce traffic, and improve the quality of life of Virginia residents. Delegates Anderson, Comstock, and Ramadan just hosted the first Northern Virginia Telework Summit to increase public awareness of its potential. Ramadan just successfully passed a telework tax credit in the Commonwealth’s House of Delegates. Governor McDonnell recognizes it’s a good idea.
I still do not see our transportation planners at all levels “connecting the dots” between telework and transportation planning. I haven’t found the Government entity who has re-defined their mission to include the tools and infrastructure to take people off the roads.
People are locked into mental models of the way things were. We need a few leaders who may ponder the way things could be: knowledge workers who stay here instead of commuting to Washington D.C. to do a job that they could just as easily do on their back deck, or Starbucks.
It’s not lost on me that one of the reasons government emphasizes roads at all levels is because that’s what our business infrastructure knows how to do. If all you are really good at is building more roads, you focus on building more roads. You also look for politicians who are interested in building more roads.
If there is a huge opportunity here for existing businesses to redefine themselves for “what’s next”, for existing businesses to expand and add jobs to meet the demand of a large percentage of the local population working within their community, and for new businesses to provide a range wide of services to support a telework community.
Telework is a business development opportunity. Prince William County’s Economic Development Team needs to integrate telework and the businesses it both attracts and creates into its strategy.
To do otherwise it to “miss” perhaps the 21st Century’s greatest tipping point in how people perform work and the business opportunities that come after the nature of work changes.
By CHIEF STEPHAN M. HUDSON
Prince William County Police
I am truly humbled and honored to be chosen to serve as just the third Police Chief of the Prince William County Police Department. As a career-long member of this Department, I am thankful and proud to have worked alongside dedicated officers and civilians who strive to provide exceptional service to the citizens of Prince William County.
I want to thank Lieutenant Colonel Barry Barnard for his leadership as the Acting Chief since Chief Deane retired on September 1, 2012. Over the past months, LTC Barnard has wisely guided this Department, with steadfast devotion to the well-being of the organization and to each of us. I am pleased to be making this transition with his unwavering support.
It was a privilege to work for Chief Deane for his entire 24 year tenure as Chief of Police, as well as for our first Police Chief, George T. Owens. Both men set an exemplary standard for our Department. Chief Owens founded this Department in 1970, and was responsible for laying its foundation of principled service and commitment. Chief Deane continued this tradition, earning international recognition for integrity and high standards. Because of their tireless and dedicated leadership, this Department is widely renowned for its reputation of excellence.
I have a deep personal commitment to this County, its government, and its citizens. I’ve lived in Prince William County since 1976 and graduated from Gar-Field High School. My wife works for the Prince William County School system, and we were blessed to have our children and now grandchildren here. I am very proud of this community and am privileged to now serve as its Chief of Police.
I was hired as a police officer with this Department in 1982 and have enjoyed many varied experiences since then.
Most recently, I served as Assistant Chief of the Operations Division and the Criminal Investigations Division. I also served as the commander of Special Operations, Internal Affairs, and the Vice/Narcotics Bureau. I had the pleasure of supervising units in CID, the Academy, and Patrol. As an officer and detective for over thirteen years, I served on the SWAT team, as an Academy Instructor, a plain clothes Detective, and a Patrol Officer. Each assignment increased my understanding of the diverse activities of our job. Every day brings progress and innovation. I will do my utmost to build on the Department’s many great strengths and help prepare our next generation of leaders for the complex challenges of the future.
I believe strongly in open communication, teamwork, creativity, and accountability to the citizens we serve. I cannot fully express how honored I am to have the opportunity to work alongside all of the members of our department as we serve the citizens of Prince William County together.
Man, I hate the cold.
That taste of 70-degree weather was such a tease, just to be followed by a dusting of snow at the end of the week. And unless the snow is significant enough to close the government, or at least get us a telework day, I’m not interested.
I hate walking our puppy in the snow; it’s too distracting for him and he only wants to eat the snow or play in it. I hate cleaning my car off in the morning, and I don’t drive well in icy conditions (really, does anyone?). But more than anything else, I dread slugging in the cold.
The walk from my car to the slug line in the morning and back in the evening seems so much longer in the cold, especially with that biting wind and all the nasty rain and snow we’ve had lately. It’s almost painful just to stand in the slug line, counting down the number of riders in front of you before you’re in a warm car.
As much as I love slugging, cold, dreary weather can make it pretty miserable. And the unpredictability of slugging, of not knowing how long you’ll be waiting in the slug line, freezing and shivering and pathetic, well, that’s pretty much the worst.
If you don’t slug, you may think I’m being overly dramatic. And if you do slug, and you hate the cold as much as I do, you know just how right I am about this.
Yesterday evening, I left my office just after 5 p.m. and, much to my dismay, walked out the door to find a very long slug line filled with people headed for the Horner Road Commuter lot in Woodbridge. My heart sank, as it usually does when this happens, and I trudged to the end of the line. Five minutes passed and then 10, then 20. It seemed the slug line was barely moving, and I silently cursed each car that created any sort of obstruction in the road, preventing slug drivers from possibly getting to us faster.
I tried counting all of the people waiting ahead of me in line, but stopped after about 12. It seemed hopeless. What if it gets too close to 6 p.m. when the restrictions are lifted in the HOV lanes, and I end up on the bus again? I stayed pretty calm when that happened last week, but I may not be able to handle it again tonight.
Finally, I got closer to the front of the line, but I refused to get my hopes up. I made that mistake last week, and then waited at the very front of the line until after 6 p.m. but wound up taking the Metro back to the Pentagon to take the commuter bus to my car to drive home. Yeah, it’s a trip.
I just couldn’t do it again.
Checking the time again, I continued to worry. After 5:30 p.m., and still no ride. And I wasn’t even next in line! Tomorrow, I need to bring gloves, I reminded myself. My hands were nearly frozen and I could picture them sitting in the passenger seat of my car, right where I left them that morning.
Next thing I knew, we were moving up again. Two people were in a car, with another car waiting behind them, and there went the next two. Finally, I was at the front of the line, and a few minutes later, there was my sweet, sweet chariot (or Ford Explorer, but whatever).
It was about 35 minutes of unpleasantly cold, sheer torture overall, but getting into that warm and toasty SUV and napping on the way back to the commuter lot was just what I needed. Of course, the bus runs on a more predictable timetable, but when something throws that schedule off, you can be stuck waiting, or worse – standing in the aisle the whole ride home. My preference is almost always to slug. Besides the possible wait time, it’s just faster than any other alternative.
As much as I hate the cold weather, I don’t love sweating in the scorching hot sun in the summertime, either. I’m sure I’ll be complaining about that in a few months, but for now, I’m just so over winter. Bring on the heat!
Laura Cirillo works for the federal government and lives in Prince William County
DALE CITY, Va. – All good things come to an end, and so is true for bingo at Hylton Boys and Girls Club in Dale City.
The popular Friday night attraction will end it’s run on Feb. 15. The final session will be called, appropriately, Achy Breaky Bingo.
“We’ve invited all of our old volunteers who gave a lot of their life and energy to making it a success,” said Prince William / Manassas Boys and Girls Clubs Director Glenn Vickers. “It will be good to have them all back for this.”
The Clubs once relied on the funds generated from bingo night, but an increased need to serve the community in other ways, and an increased enrollment at the Boys and Girls Clubs has prompted the organization to find new ways of raising funds, said Vickers.
“At one point, bingo made up six to eight percent of our annual funding, but now the clubs take into account for our formula for impact and have changed the way we fund our Clubs,” Vickers added.
Staff at the Boys and Girls Clubs will now focus winning more grant funding for the facilities.
The bingo sessions at the Hytlon Club begin at 6 p.m. and the players have their rituals, as many bring family photos and other family heirlooms to set up on tables to bring them luck.
Most games dole out prizes of $100, and a jackpot prize of $1,000 is also awarded at the bingo sessions.
By MARY ROSENTHOL
For Potomac Local News
DALE CITY , Va. – On Saturday, hockey players, students, and fans will gather at Northern Virginia Community College to watch the final game of the season and to honor former team captain Rob Lucier who died in October. Lucier’s #3 will officially be retired during a ceremony prior to the game.
“Rob was more than a Captain; he was a friend. Rob loved to talk about how he came up with the idea for a program- it was the pride of his life,” said NOVA Head Coach Barrett Haga. “Everywhere he went he talked about NOVA Hockey. Rob loved the game so much that he would teach hockey to his friends, and many of those friends play for NOVA today. His influence on the program will be felt for generations.”
Rob, who had recently relocated to Spartanberg, SC, tragically took his own life.
In 2009, Rob Lucier worked with officials at NOVA to use $3,000 from the student budget to buy 10 practice slots and fund one game. More than 30 interested students showed up to try out for the team and the NOVA hockey program was declared a success.
Current team co-captain Steve Morales appreciates how hard Lucier worked for the sport and for the school.
“I try not to take my time on this Earth for granted,” Morales said. “Rob put a lot of time and energy into this program and I’m sorry I never got to meet him.”
Head Coach Haga went on to say, “Rob was so proud of how far the program has come since that first practice at Mt. Vernon so long ago. We spent countless hours putting in the pieces needed to build this program. Retiring his jersey is the right thing to do to honor his memory.”
Lucier’s parents Gary and Debbie will be at the game in February and are touched by the retirement of his number.
“Although Rob certainly left a great legacy in the NOVA sports program, his direct or indirect impact on individual lives is what inevitably will mean the most,” said the Luciers. “We remain forever grateful to all those who befriended, advised, coached, and instructed our son Rob during his time at NOVA”
The hockey team will play against George Mason University at the “Battle of Northern Virginia” at 10 p.m. Saturday at the Prince William Ice Center in Dale City, states the team’s Facebook page.
MANASSAS, Va. -- The Hylton Performing Arts Center in Manassas wants to be a lunchtime destination.
The center will begin hosting weekday performances following a catered lunch. The series, Matinee Idylls, will be held inside the center’s Gregory Family Theater.
More in a press release:
Matinee Idylls kicks off on Tuesday, Feb. 19, 2013 at 12:30 p.m. with a buffet luncheon from Carmello’s, one of the fine dining restaurants in Old Town Manassas, followed by a one-hour concert by OperaBelle, a “soaring” trio of professional operatic sopranos, featuring Prince William’s own musical treasure, soprano Angela Knight, as well as soprano Katherine Keem and mezzo-soprano Anna Korsakova, in a program of thrilling arias, duets and ensembles. All three singers have performed with the Washington National Opera and Washington Concert Opera, and have had extensive solo concert careers.
The series continues on Tuesday, March 26, 2013 at 12:30 p.m. with lunch and then a performance by QuinTango. This critically acclaimed quintet of two violins, cello, bass and piano is dedicated to the musical performance of the sizzling art of tango. QuinTango was founded in 1995, and has been invited to perform at the White House, the Kennedy Center’s Millennium Stage and the Piccolo Spoleto Festival in Charleston, S.C., among others. The WAMMIE Award-winning ensemble also presents music education programs through the Washington Performing Arts Society.
The inaugural Matinee Idylls series concludes on Tuesday, May 21, 2013 at 12:30 p.m. with lunch and a performance by The Virginia Virtuosi, featuring three outstanding chamber musicians on violin, viola and bass who make the classics come to life. This performance, titled “Casual Classics,” features ensemble member Mark Bergman’smoving and elegant portrait of our nearby national park in “Shenandoah Suite.” The ensemble has performed throughout the greater Washington, D.C. area, including at the Corcoran Gallery of Art, the National Gallery of Art and the Kennedy Center, among others. The Virginia Virtuosi has also partnered with the Virginia Commission on the Arts on music education programming for youth and adults in the region.
A coffee and dessert reception is planned with the artists following each show. All told, the experience is expected to last two and a half hours, according to a Hylton Performing Arts spokeswoman.
Tickets for the show are $38 each and include lunch, the performance, and the dessert reception, and they can be purchased at the box office or online.
FAIRFAX, Va. – The Grow Your Health Wellness Festival, a project of the Northern Virginia Whole Foods Nutrition Meetup Group, will be held on March 10, 2013 from noon – 5 p.m. at Woodson High School in Fairfax.
The festival includes a screening of the food documentary, In Organic We Trust, a “pop-up”café selling local farm fresh meals from Fields of Athenry Farm’s Chef Wes Rosati (former Executive Chef at Lansdowne Resort), and classes and exhibits on gardening, school lunches, local food and wellness. Prominently featured in the film is the school garden at Watkins Elementary School in Washington DC.
Dr. Carmel Dekel Wiseman, DC, DICCP in Northern Virginia and Tel Aviv, originally had the vision for the Grow Your Health Wellness Festival after seeing the film at the Environmental Working Group conference last year. “I was originally concerned about the quality of the food my family eats and the direct impact that food has on my patients’ health. Then a vision formed of communities coming together to watch the film and developing local solutions such as learning to start your own garden, tending community and school gardens, and sourcing local food. The sky is the limit for what we can do to support our local economies, improve our health and create healthy thriving communities by coming together to improve the quality of our food.”
To empower festival attendees to improve the quality of the food they eat, start gardens and build community, classes and wellness exhibits after the film screening will support them to take action. Local gardening schools, Prior Unity Garden and Love & Carrots will offer classes.
· Gardening class topics include Starting Your First Garden, Managing Bugs and Pests without Chemicals, Feeding the Soil, Herb & Container Gardening, Gardening with Kids, and Advanced Gardening Methods (Biodynamic Permaculture and Foodscaping)
· A panel of local experts will discuss the solutions presented in the film: organizing school gardens, urban farming, better school lunches, and how to buy local.
· Local wellness exhibits include Bob’s Bakery, Prior Unity gardening services, Smart Markets, United Wellness Center, Vital Healthy Life, and Sunrise Nutritional Therapy.
Tickets are available online, at the door. More details can be found at grow-your-health.info. The advance sale ticket price of $10 adult, $5 children under 18 (babies free), includes the movie and either a gardening class or panel discussion. Lunch is purchased separately. Tickets at the door will be $15. Proceeds from this event over and above expenses will be donated to support the nutrition education efforts of the Weston A. Price Foundation. Direct media inquiries to Kimberly Hartke at 703-860-2711.
With rates as high as $3.75 million for a 30 second Super Bowl TV commercial, Advertisers, if nothing else, want to leave a lasting impression on you.
So, did it work?
A number of new commercials played during the big game Sunday night. Pepsi, Doritos, Volkswagen, Audi, and others used humor to drive home their marketing message.
Here are some of our favorites. Tell us which commercials you liked best.
Go Daddy kiss
Oreo whisper fight
Volkswagen get in, get happy
Audi prom kiss
Taco Bell viva young
Mom on the Run
It’s a quiet weeknight and I’m home alone. It’s not quite bedtime, I’ve already checked email, I don’t feel alert enough to read a book or do a crossword puzzle, so TV it is. I scan the list of DVRed shows – does anybody watch TV as it airs anymore? – and settle on “How I Met Your Mother.” A half-hour show, no brains required, perfect.
As the show runs I putter around. I’m up and down, up and down, doing little things. The dogs go out, then scratch at the door to come back in. I look over, see a drink bottle, carry it to the recycling bin. I think about tomorrow and set out my son’s lunchbox, just to save myself a minute in what is always a rushed morning.
I don’t pay much attention to the show: no brains required.
Until one of the characters comments that her dad has sent her a Facebook friend request. “No, no!” cry her friends. “Don’t do it!”
What? Riveted, I move into the family room, perch on the edge of the sofa. I lean forward, listening hard. I need information. The characters on-screen – in their late 20s and early 30s, I think – helpfully complain about how terrible it is to be Facebook friends with their parents. Not that they don’t want their parents to know what they’re doing, but their parents’ own postings, the characters whine, are inappropriate, repetitive, and annoying.
Huh. I sit back, and consider. My 21-year-old daughter, currently a junior in college and studying abroad for the semester, recently blocked me from her Facebook page. I can see the pictures and comments she had added before she blocked me, and I can see a recent post where she mentioned me, but that’s it. And I don’t know why.
It’s embarrassing, being blocked by my own kid. It seems unfair. I just wired her a pile of cash for the semester abroad. The post where she mentioned me is actually thanking me for sending her a care package – at great expense, to fly all the way to Europe. I’m a good mom!
And even worse, my daughter hasn’t blocked my friends. We have 108 mutual friends – 108! – and it is embarrassing when Christy asks, “Oh my gosh, don’t you love those shoes she bought?” and I have no idea what the shoes look like.
When Donna exclaims, “I love all the pictures she’s posting!” I can’t talk with her about them. And when Steve from church, who barely knows my first-born, says, “It sounds like she’s having a great time over there!” I can only nod.
I can’t figure out how to fix it. When she left to spend a weekend in Berlin I emailed, “Since I can’t see your Facebook page, please text me occasionally so I know you’re alive.” I got an “OK” in response, but no confirmation that she picked up on the hint.
I asked her brother: “Do you know why your sister blocked me on Facebook?” and he just shrugged his shoulders and said, “I don’t know. She didn’t block me.” And I mentioned it to my husband, who is not blocked, hoping he would pull rank and tell her to re-friend me, but either he hasn’t asked, or she hasn’t complied. Sighhh.
So now, watching “How I Met Your Mother,” I have to reconsider: was it my posts? I don’t play Farmville or any of those games. I don’t write and upload book reports. I don’t think I have embarrassing posts, and I virtually never link her to them, anyway.
And now, reminded of my social media humiliation, I sink deep into the sofa and pout. My kid has blocked me from Facebook. And apparently that’s normal and funny enough to become sit-com fodder. Stupid show. I pick up the remote, turn it off, and go to bed.