HATFIELD, Pa. (AP)--A candy factory worker died after being submerged in a
1,200-gallon vat of liquefied chocolate, police said.
Yoni Cordon, 19, of Philadelphia, was discovered in the vat by co-workers at
the Kargher Corporation on Tuesday, authorities said.
Police said they believe Cordon had been working on a platform near the opening
of the vat, which is used for mixing and melting chocolate.
Nobody saw Cordon fall and it was unknown how long he was submerged before he
was found, Hatfield Township police detective Patrick M. Hanrahan said.
Hanrahan said foul play was not suspected and the death was being investigated
as an accident.
AP-NY-07-24-02 0554EDT
Connie
The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits....
(Albert Einstein)
What do you think the sg of chocolate is?
Best regards,
Bob
--
Dick: "Tom, why'd you yell "Fire!" when you fell into the chocolate?"
Tom: "I yelled "Fire!" because no one would save me if I yelled
"CHOCOLATE!"
>Pa. Man Dies in Vat of Chocolate
>
>
>HATFIELD, Pa. (AP)--A candy factory worker died after being submerged in a
>1,200-gallon vat of liquefied chocolate, police said.
>
>Yoni Cordon, 19, of Philadelphia, was discovered in the vat by co-workers at
>the Kargher Corporation on Tuesday, authorities said.
>
>Police said they believe Cordon had been working on a platform near the
>opening
>of the vat, which is used for mixing and melting chocolate.
>
>Nobody saw Cordon fall and it was unknown how long he was submerged before he
>was found, Hatfield Township police detective Patrick M. Hanrahan said.
>
>Hanrahan said foul play was not suspected and the death was being
>investigated as an accident.
>
>
>AP-NY-07-24-02 0554EDT
Dumb Goober!
Sheldon
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>> Best regards,
>> Bob
>
>A little experiment in my kitchen indicates about 1.25. That should
>float you considerably better than Dead Sea water. I revise my
>ballast weight requirement to about 50 pounds.
Maybe he was trying to eat his way out?
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Guess he yelled "Chocolate!" instead of "Fire!" and nobody paid attention.
Gabby
>zxcvbob <b...@area51online.net> wrote:
>
>>
>> What do you think the sg of chocolate is?
>>
>> Best regards,
>> Bob
>
>A little experiment in my kitchen indicates about 1.25. That should
>float you considerably better than Dead Sea water. I revise my
>ballast weight requirement to about 50 pounds.
The poor soul fell into a mixing vat. If it was actively mixing, the
specific gravity is irrelevant. BTW, what's the specific gravity of
quicksand?
Sue(tm)
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>The poor soul fell into a mixing vat
Exactly. I'm sure there was some sort of "whirling" feature going on that
dragged him down. Isn't that the most bizarre way to go, though?
Reminds me of "The Jungle" by Upton Sinclair, about the Meat Industry in
Chicago and the worker who fell into such a vat. It's the kind of book
one never forgets.
I'm reminded of the building of the Verrazano Bridge ... I lived under
its shadow on Fort Wadsworth while they were building it. I guess
you had to to see the enormity of the structure to understand ...
a guy fell into one of the enormous columns of concrete. I was only
little ... but I still remember my father saying ... well, he doesn't
have any more troubles. Don't know where THAT came from, in
retrospect.
nancy
>I'm reminded of the building of the Verrazano Bridge ... I lived under
>its shadow on Fort Wadsworth while they were building it. I guess
>you had to to see the enormity of the structure to understand ...
>a guy fell into one of the enormous columns of concrete. I was only
>little ... but I still remember my father saying ... well, he doesn't
>have any more troubles. Don't know where THAT came from, in
>retrospect.
Yep, I remember watching the Verrazano Bridge being erected too. I could see
the upper reaches of span from my bedroom window but before the superstructure
went up to view the work at the anchor for the towers I'd have to ride my bike
about ten minutes to my friend who lived closer and in a six story apartment
building. From the roof we could watch them pouring the cement. It was a
monolithic pour, which meant the cement was poured non-stop round the clock,
about a dozen trucks pouring at once. The cement trucks were lined up
constantly, and they poured for almost two weeks, anyone fell in they were a
goner, there was no stoping no matter what. My understanding is there are
quite a few bodies entombed, about one each day fell in. I think every kid in
Brooklyn had a rooftop staked out for watching the bridge being built and
they'd all leave school under full speed to watch the cement being poured.
http://www.thebayridgedirectory.com/photo_gallery.htm
When the Verrazano - Narrows Bridge opened on November 21, 1964, it was the
longest suspension bridge in the world. It took 5 years, 3 months , and 8 days
to construct the bridge that today continues to be the longest single span in
North America. The Verrazano Narrows Bridge contains enough concrete to
construct a single lane highway from New York to Washington. If the 143,000
miles of cable wire used in the bridges for cables was laid end-to-end, it
would reach more than halfway to the moon. There are more than 3,000,000 rivets
and 1,000,000 bolts in each of the bridge's towers. The towers are so high and
far apart that in designing the bridge it was necessary to take into account
the curvature of the earth's surface. For this reason the tops of the towers
are 1 5/8 in. further apart at the base. Like all steel bridges the Verrazano -
Narrows expands and contracts. Because of this, the bridge roadway is 12 ft.
lower in the summer than during the winter.
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Your father may have been deeply affected by the accident. It's at such
times that one will say something almost inane, possibly it made the
tragedy easier to comprehend. "Life Sucks, the poor soul won't have to
content with it any more". It must have affected you just as much or
more, why else would you still remember it and your Dad's remark.
I read a short story once, about a construction worker who fell into a
vat of cement. I don't remember the author, but the story might have
been called Christ In Concrete.
That's funny. My dad would take us to the NCO club which was at
the foot of the Staten Island side. I would watch them pouring
the cement, then I'd have cheezie poofs and run around the track.
You can still see the fort with the grass covered roof, you look
hard enough. They had the (dammit what do they call it) OH
Commisary in there. Fabulous. It's a park now. I have a funny
story about that.
It's really an astonishing accomplishment, and it ruined the
beautiful Staten Island. What are you gonna do.
nancy
> > I'm reminded of the building of the Verrazano Bridge ... I lived under
> > its shadow on Fort Wadsworth while they were building it. I guess
> > you had to to see the enormity of the structure to understand ...
> > a guy fell into one of the enormous columns of concrete. I was only
> > little ... but I still remember my father saying ... well, he doesn't
> > have any more troubles. Don't know where THAT came from, in
> > retrospect.
> >
> > nancy
>
> Your father may have been deeply affected by the accident. It's at such
> times that one will say something almost inane, possibly it made the
> tragedy easier to comprehend. "Life Sucks, the poor soul won't have to
> content with it any more". It must have affected you just as much or
> more, why else would you still remember it and your Dad's remark.
Yeah, it was years and years later until I knew the couple of
tragedies he endured.
nancy
Did I really write "content" instead of "contend"? Is it the onset of
Alzheimer's?
The older we get, the more we realize how little we know about our
parents. By then, most of the time it is too late to ask them.
Unless the guy fell some distance, or was burned or
poisoned by the concrete, or fell just as they were
dumping a load over him, he probably got rescued.
He wouldn't have submerged in it, for reasons similar to
what these other people are saying about the specific
gravity of chocolate. But the specific gravity of wet
concrete is well over 2. Similar rumors go around about
bodies in the Hoover Dam, but they were never true.
I think the viscosity of heated chocolate would help suck
you under, and you certainly wouldn't survive aspirating
any significant amount of it, and ordinary coughing
probably wouldn't clear your throat enough for you to
breathe if you reached the surface.
Anyway, the whole incident is just another reason to
avoid mass-market chocolate. If the wax doesn't get
you, the bits of nose rings and Air Jordans will.
--Blair
"Billion dollar idea #432:
Single-tree chocolate bars."
That would be a NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
nancy
> Pa. Man Dies in Vat of Chocolate
Reminds me of an Irish joke about a man who drowned in a vat of
whiskey...
Victor
Snap!
"I almost drowned in a vat of chocolate
I almost drowned in a vat of chocolate
I almost drowned in a vat of chocolate
Dolly doo dum dolly doo dum day
"Why'd you yell fire when you fell into the chocolate,
Why'd you yell fire when you fell into the chocolate
Because nobody would come if I yelled CHOCOLATE!!!!!
Dolly doo dum dolly doo dum day"
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Wondered if anyone would get that. The whole article had "Smothers
Brothers" written all over it.
Gabby
Yeah I tried to save pat but he fought like a wild man until he drown
PanO
If That Phone Was Up Your Butt,
Maybe You Could Drive A Little better.
How many times did he get out to pee?
Best regards,
Bob
--
"I yelled 'Fire!' because no one would save me if I yelled 'CHOCOLATE!'"
--Tom Smothers
how old are you anyway?
>how old are you anyway?
Well, according to what I read, the bridge was started about 1959. I too would
have been old enough to have watched and remembered.
So...just how *young* are you?
I remember being flat out terrified, a kid, thinking people had to
drive on the suspension cables. I was little enough to think that
would be a plan. My dad took us over the bridge just when it
opened.
Unfortunately, that was the end of beautiful Staten Island.
nancy
>ConnieG999 wrote:
>>
>> kswck <ks...@optonline.net> writes:
>>
>> >how old are you anyway?
>>
>> Well, according to what I read, the bridge was started about 1959. I too
>would
>> have been old enough to have watched and remembered.
>>
>> So...just how *young* are you?
>> Connie
>
>I remember being flat out terrified, a kid, thinking people had to
>drive on the suspension cables. I was little enough to think that
>would be a plan. My dad took us over the bridge just when it
>opened.
By the time the Verazzano opened for business I was old enough to drive across
myself.