The Simmons Aerofilms Collection contains aerial photography taken by several important British air survey companies over a period of 50 years. This material was brought together over a period of several decades during the acquisition or merger of successive companies.
In 1997, Simmons Mapping (UK) Limited, established in 1965 to provide topographic and engineering survey services throughout the UK and Middle East, acquired Aerofilms Limited and in 2001 the two companies merged to create Simmons Aerofilms Limited. The resultant archive of accumulated aerial photography includes the output of aerial survey firms such as:
Amounting to over 1.5 million images, the archive covers a vast array of subjects, forming a record of development in industrial, urban, suburban, rural and coastal areas of locations across the globe.
In 2005, Simmons Aerofilms Ltd was acquired by Blom ASA, a Norway-based geographical information and offshore technology company, and subsequently became Blom Aerofilms and then Blom. The collection of aerial photography was purchased and transferred to NCAP in 2013.
Sarasota, Florida 7) /.;. / /A./ & / ..J._ ..,L January 19, 1970 fYJ' '?/ etuVolume 1, Number! PETITIONS DUE TONIGHT I COLLt'fl. ,. PR 2 6 '73'!' ELECTIONS TUESDAY As Captain Jack goes to press, it seems as though there has been little enthusiasm on the part of students concerning the upcoming elections. As of Sunday night, the Captain was told, only eight petitions had been submitted for the considerable number of offices up for election. The Captain was asked to announce to those potential candidates who have not yet submitted their petitions that the deadline for doing so is midnight tonight, January 19. College Council Rules on Board Exemptions (continued on Page Two) Animosity was rampant Wednesday afternoon as the College Council convened to rule upon the cases of seven students wishing to be removed from the board plan. Anna Armstrong, Cabell Marshall, Don Gervich, Nat Powers, Barbara Tyroler, Ed deAngelo, and Pam Read presented their cases to the Council, while Business Manager Charles Harra argued for the College's interests. Miller Declines Man of the Year Honor The difficulty arose over a misunderstanding of the "deadline" for payment of accounts, an entity which has lain more or less dormant in the informal dealings between students and the Business Office in the past. It seems that the College's agreement with the food service is set up at the beginning of each term for a specified number of students on board (that number being those students supposed to 69ers Lose! THE MARCHING KAZOO BAND by Peter McNabb The Gnu College 691ers maintained their perfect record Tuesday, losing 35-98 to Florida Tech. However, there were several disquieting signs. The 69' ers showed flashes of competence approaching skill as they held their opponents scoreless for all of a minute. Occasionally, perhaps as a result of the practice sessions, there were plays made on the floor. Players were even seen to scramble for the ball. John Doyle, a noted hustler, even wrestled a few rebounds. But the night was saved by ourteam's normal aptitude. There were some great moves. Wilbur Moore had the distinction of being the only player to foul out (Moore set a NC record earlier this season by being calledfor goaltending). Wilbur is also to be praised for the great second effort of a lay-up attempted without the ball. Marl< Friedman is to be credited with a tackle that failed to stop the shot and drew an intentional foul. John Doyle performed superbly in catching his own tip twice in a row while at a center jump. There were many other sterling performances: Vincent Cox's acting on fouls, AlHimelfarb's shot that broke the stall was to end the game, and Dork's fine worl< on the score clock. ERO deserves a special prize for the uniforms--all of whose shorts were a size 36. Contoured cheer_leaders ("Stand up and HOLLAR! ")rounded out the evening. With uniforms, an "alma mater" courtesy of the founding fathers, and an "away" game, NC needs only cheerleaders to complete the fall. NOTE: THE "AWAY" GAME IS SCHEDULED FOR FEB, 21. IF THERE IS SUFFICIENT INTEREST IT MIGHT ACTUALLY BE PLA YEO, COMPLETE WITH A CHARTERED BUS TO ORLANDO FOR THE FANS! Lobby. In an open letter to Captain Jack, posted on the door to Hamilton Center, Director of the Office of Student Policy Dr. A. M. Miller declined the honor of "Man of the Year, which Captain Jack had bestowed upon him last issue. The text of Miller's letter is reproduced on Page Two. I' Miller Derriclc to Sponsor Tour FILM SET FOR FRIDAY New College Athletic Director Charles Derrick will sponsor a tour of Europe this summerfor students, faculty, and persons connected with the college. The tour, which will depart from NewYorl< June 15, is for three weeks and will cover many cities, including Rome, Florence, Geneva, Paris and London. Cost for the trip is $698, which includes air fare from NewYorl< via KLM Royal Dutch Airlines, first-class hotel accommodations, all meals, and most other expenses. Mr. Derrick will show a promotional travelogue of Western Europe this Friday, January 23, at 7:30 in the teaching audi torium. The film is to be followed by a discussion of the possibilities of the tour. Library Tightens Security As you may have noticed, the Circulation Desk of the New College Libraty has been moved to the front door of College Hall. This was done as a security move, in hopes that the presence of a librarian or duty student there will discourage theft of the Library's books. In the past, Library security has been such that removal of materials from the building has been rather simple. Students may remember the playful trick of two years ago when the entire 500-volume Loeb Classical Library was removed, and subsequently replaced, by persons unknown. Last yellr students playfully heisted several thousand dollars worth of Library books. be in residence for the term who have not made non-board arrangements with the Business Office prior to the "registration deadline"), and the College is obliged to pay, on a monthly basis, for that number of students. Thus students late in settling their accounts are assumed to be on the boarding plan, and must remain so and must pay board costs The students' argument was that this "prior agreement" was not made clear, so that they assumed arrangements to be informal as always, whether boarding or non-boarding. The proceedings got under way when Dr. Miller presented a proposal that this deadline be made clear in the future, that the elapsed deadline be considered binding for cases this term, and that the seven cases before the Council be settled by allowing the students in question the exemption or refund they requested, provided they pay a $20 late fee (as specified in the Handbook, though not generally enforced). In the discussion that followed, the existence of the previous agreement between Business Office and caterer was brought to light, and the fact that the College stood to lose money if the late exemptions were allowed. Tempers grew tight as students presented, with caustic, paranoiac wit (as has become typical of student dealings with the Business Office) their individual reasons for making late payment; ranging from financial difficulties to not having found time to get to the Business Office. Mr. Harra did his part toward creating the carnival atmosphere, making several remarks bordering on the discourteous, as is his fashion. "They like to hear back there, said Mr. Harra, meaning, "Could you speak louder, please? Things looked bad as it became evident that the Miller proposal wouldn't quite worl<, in the seven special cases involved, when the cool logic of Presidett Elmendorf emerged with what sounded, amid what had been going on, like the most sane of proposals. Dr. Elmendorf simply suggested that, as the College's payment to the food service is on a monthly basis, that the seven students in question might pay board costs for the month of January, and be exempt as of February 1. After short discussion, it was agreed that Dr. Elmendorf's proposal be accepted in the cases of five of the students, while the other two be granted exemptions on the basis of extenuating circumstances (Anna Armstrong and Cabell Marshall paid late on Tuesday, rather than Wednesday or Thursday, as had some of the others (?)). It was made clear that no further cases would be considered this term, with the single exception of Alex Hagerty, who had asked for exemption but was unable to attend the meeting. In further business, Mr. Harra announced that 38 students had not yet settled their accounts with the Business Office, and asked and received Council approval of a letter to be sent to each of the students in question which would require a student's appearance before the College Council if payment was not made by January 19. Mr. Harra further advocated strict application of the $20 late-fee in future terms.
2 letter to Captain Jack An ve're wond'rin what scared the Cap'n la issue, a salty old dog like the Cap'n should be able to handle somethin simp! as Freeco well nuff. The Jung quote et al.: neat analysis, it t doesn't fit. One can always find s o many obJections. An why the big st ma about "Communal Living"? Isn't it to be living with yer friends th.,n as a lonely recluse? The Cap'n mus t recall from his days as a Modoc how he valued his tribe. It's true, quotin the Cap'n, that "the idea of community is not much of an answer To the problems of the individual. But what we're about is DOIN IT. So we suspect it's better to work things out as honestly as possible with friends who care about what's needed or important for ya and who can be tolerant. Y'know if ya do it alone it's so easy to get twisted all up in circles and mazes inside yer own plastic dome. We aren'tfightin each other, y'know. The other people aren't threats. A community grows and knows. Eastern organic vs. Western analytic. Sure, there's always hazards: group isolationism, solidifying the community for its own sake, etc. But nothin so far out as los in yer capacity for moral action, Or is the Cap'n scared of chippin away at his well-built identity-role security bubble? A:nyways, everyone's free to go or stay. Volunteers (ofAmerika). We never claimed we're for everyone. Well, yeah, Mark Twain wrote that the only people that should use the word "we" are editors, kings and persons with tapeworms. But he's dead. we remain, Freeco The Cap'n apologizes. Yer do in 1 yer own thing, you should be proud. ELECTIONS Those offices for which nominations are now open are: Chairman, SEC SEC Representatives: 1st Year (3 to be elected) -31 signatures required on petition 2nd Year (3 to be elected) -14 signatures needed 3rd Year -(3 to be elected) -12 signatures needed Student Court -(5 JUStices to be elected) Representatives to Faculty Meetings (2) Representatives to Faculty Committees: Educational Policy (F.PC) -(1} Academic Review (2) Contract Arbitration (3} Speakers -(2) & Physical Plant (2) Library -(1) Orientation & Graduation -(2, one of whom must be in terminal 3 terms of residence. Representatives to com.: ad hoc transcript committee (1) program study com. (1) Nineteen signatures are required for petitions to at large positions. A:n Open Letter to Captain Jack January 12, 1970 Dear Captain, With due respect and deep regret, I must announce to renounce the recent name you called me. If nominated, I have no name. If elected, I am by Calvin damned. If selected, I shall not serve nor stand (nor wait). There is only one year of which yours most humbly should be the MAN. That is the year of my very first poem: MILKIE! I'M FOR WILKIE! II That was the high point. Such heights are seldom reached, or seen again. My living room is colonized, and runes are buried with Pooh-bear. Yours in abJectation, A. M. Miller Strange, isn't it, how g reat poets want to be remembered as great administrators, great administrators want to be remembered as great administrators, and every one else wants to be remembered as a poet. At any rate, as should have been obvious, acceptance is not on a voluntary basis. -The Capt. To Captain Jack (the following is to be performed by three people-one reading, one playing a kazoo and metronome simultaneously, and the third grunting rhythmically (in the mannerofUNH-unh, UNH-unh). Upon completion of the readin$1:, all stop, as player number three shouts out querulously, "10-4?" to which the other two players respond, in unison, "10-4, baby!!") When those states which have been acquired are accustomed to live at liberty under their own laws, there are three ways of holding them. The first is to despoil them; the second is to go and live there in person; the third is to allow them to live under their own laws, taking tribute of them, and creating within the country a government composed of a few who will keep it friendly to you. Captain Jack-Machiavelli The Prince Jon Lundell, whose name will be on the forthcoming ballot indicating that he is a candidate for the chairmanship of the SEC, is a fourth year philosophy student andaformermember of both the SEC and Stuaent Court. He will, if elected, attempt to act in an aesthetic and reasonable manner. Ask and he will be pointed out to you. CAPTAIN JACK NEEDS BADLY: WRITERS (BOTH REPORTERS AND CONTRffiUTORS) & PHOTOGRAPHERS (JUST PEOPLE WITH PICTURES BUT ESPECIALLY -Jon Lundell SOMEONE WHO COULD TAKE AN ASSIGNED PICTURE SOMETIME.) 2 Weekly Quiz These students are protesting: (a). (b). (c). Lee Crawfort's 23rd complete freakout. Est a b n s h men t of the E 11 en Tis d a 1 e War Memorial. A compulsory first-term Basic Social Sciences exam, which they considered to-oein-vToratToiiortlie principles of New College as described in he p op_aga_nda (d). True. '3AOq-e 3tp JO AU'e '(:>) :l3MSUV &tile,_ 8(/(Jit & StatkiJteeJI, 9Jtc. "Complete Office Supplies" 13!10 MAIN STREET SARASOTA. FLORIDA 33!177 PHONE: 8!18.8!177 WANTED: Male student to worl< 12 P. M. to 5 P, M. five days per week, If interested call RosemaryBouden, Interior Dec-' orator and Designer (located at St. Armand's). 388-3991. things go Coke *4'" !1' Sarasota Coca-Cola Bottlers. 4 1525 State Street Moccatlaa Boou Leatller Jackett Leyl't Sell Sotto -Editors: Rob Mallet David Rottman Business Mgr.: Lee Harrison Writers: Mark Friedman Peter McNabb T. ARMANDS KEY SARASOTA, FLORIDA 33!57 Music Reviews: Lynwood Sawyer John Miller \ \I Photography: .. none
3 D&llliillllllllli i IE Ill I COl I by Rob Mallet GRAFFITI The last issue of the Harvard Lampoon contained an excellent article on the graffiti to be found around the many public johns on that campus. ma.ny graffiti were crude and un1magmat1ve, many of them were quite literary a?d showed considerable fo:ethought, wh1ch got me to wondering how the New College imagination compared with that of in this particular genre. So I conducted a search. Beingtimid by nature, I did not inspect the female restrooms, though from the large number of entries I have seen in the past which said such things as "I Want Dick" (Ingraham, presumably, or Nixon), I must assume that females given to the writing of graffiti frequent men's restrooms. The most fertile ground for graffitihunting was found to be in the upstairs JOhn of College Hall, located, appropriate! y enough, in theW est Room (Ringling had a sense of humor). Building and Grounds has not so viciously attacked this area, so that many of the inscriptions there are quite old. It seems that philosophy classes used to meet regularly in the South Room, JUSt around the corper, so that a great many of the entries are philosophical in nature: "Any correct appraisal which can be theoretically justified refers to a kind of situation which is necessarily valuable. -D. Berggren" "Dey's good times an' dey's bad times, an' dat's da trufe. -St. Louis Spade" "Elements o f incongruity appear when one cons iders that it doesn' t really matter. "No matter where you go, there you are. The Lampoon writer n oted a lack o f o riginality o n the part o f H arvard's writ ers; that is, for each original entry there were generally three o r m ore related replies. NC occasionally gets into that: God is dea d. -Nietsch e N ietsche is dead. -Cod" God i s Nietsche. -dead" "Dead Nietsche-Cod. -is." Nobod y can spell Nietsche. -Ni etzsc he.11 or "God was an underachiever. God cheats at solitaire. God is an athiest. ( "Graffetti writers can't spell.") (( A self-fulfilling prophecy.")) "God is an agnostic. etc. Religion i s a common topic: "The Lord giveth, and the Lo r d taketh away. Indian Giver be the name of the Lord. God i s a manic-depressive. "This i s not what I meant. This is not what I meant a t all! -Cod i n Heaven, the 7th day. "What the hell, I'll see what happens anywa y -God, o n the evening of the 7th day, II "Well, back to solitaire. -Cod. Nov. 5, 1968,11 And othe rs: "Vice is Nice, "Incest is Best. "Incest is relative. 11 "Try a s ister today." "Incest simplifies family t r e es 1868-1968, Impeach Johnson Centennial. "Old so l di ers never die only young ones." "Outlaw Graffiti!" ( "all w ops are dangerous") "i ain t comin' -Cod ot" "Honey s h o t heroin. "Scott Baker i s a Neandertha l c r eampuff. and 'CHARLES DICKENS BLOWS CHICKENS. !I 1111 i Captain Jack 3 1111111 li!i a a aeaaaaaaaas il iiiiiii!!Eiiilli Jilil!iaaaaaaaar The Safe Place Have you noticed? I have barely noticed as I felt them felt them push me about how the forces push and pull us about now to move, now to stand still. We stand still Abelard On a day like this, The thought of words unformed Remains constant inside The movement of my hand, Fingering a passage In a volume with no name, Telling me I love you In words more dead than Abelard's Reply to Eloise, As if my words alone were not enough. If I spoke his words at morning, when we come to a safe place. I remember, we found the safe place. David said, Their meaning undone by the afternoon Would leave you As the quaint jabber of an old man. If I spoke his words before my own This would not be enough. 1 In another day, 'I have found the safe place' and he moved his feet squirming his feet a little back and forth digging deeper into the safe earth. Richard and I stood aside smiling a little, perhaps 'such a preposterous thought! 1 When alone, my words form reason In a voice you hear as mine, Perhaps this would be enough. -Bert Minkin but the spot was lovely and David was safe. 'Well let us get into it too' and we got in too. David stood aside and then Richard and then me we stood in the safe The Change to Ariel: For Sylvia P lath Sylvia, come, come, come; you were the only, the very woman, the one sick enough of sunlight to take the sun; skinning your eyes of daily lids, And it was The Safe Place. your mind of caution and the Golden Mean, and scribbling all the way your Ariel, And Richard and David and me you stuck your head in the oven, deep-breathing death1s strange oxygen, and stared forever into noon. we found out Were you left-handed, did you cast a shadow, what was the clue? Now you've tuned our Sirens who goes next, forgetting human form, what happened next. hungry to learn that manic monotone? -Sandi Ariel, I sweat and want to burn. Teach me, woman, how you made the change. Nothing is enough. This summer's winter sun itself is worthless 'til it's off or on. an' IRREVERENT TaJ Mahal--G iant De Ole Folks At HolJle1 Columbia GPl Simplicity is the key to the music of Taj Mahal. Whether playing with his band or railing a banJ o b y himself, TaJ projects a spareness and sense of musical economy that so much of today's music lacks. What a JOY it is to be able to put on a record and play along with it! On Giant Step Taj and his band play the most unique and innovative amplified blues in the U.S. today. Completely disregarding the current Chicago Blues trend. Taj has reached back into the country blues tradition for much of his material: the Original Sonny Boy Williamson for "Good Morning Little School Girl, the Texas gospelsingerBlindWillie Johnson for "You Conna Need Somebody On Your Bond. and Leadbelly for "Keep Your Hands Off Her However, Taj has in each case given the songs completely new tunes, thus g i v ing them a new twist ( especially "Schoolgirl" which was s o badly mauled recently b y Ten Years After ). The unique sound of Taj's band can be attributed to Taj's fingerpicked second lead country mout h harp. Jesse Edw1n D av1s p roves h i m self not only a and imaginative guitarist, but also a sohd keyboard man. Jesse's use of banjo strings on his guitar enables him to achieve an almost country steel guitar sound. His break on "Bacon Fat," a Garth Hudson and Robbie Robertson tune, is a classic of modem bl gui ar. -Cilmo ping bass andChuckBlackwell's tasteful
4 A Walk in the Woods or Green Mountain Changes S. IN MISTY MOISTY WEATHER (Sunday-Monday) After awhile I pushed on again. More fog and more drizzle. It was too foggy to see Mt. Stratton from Stratton Pond. As I walked on the wind blew across the water of Stratton and Boum Ponds, dispersing the water into mist and fog. The rain water fell from over the woods of Vermont. Taking it very easy, I walked only about six and one half miles that day before stopping at Swezey Camp to dry out, eat supper, and sleep. It was the best night's sleep I had on the entire trip. The fog and drizzle continued into yet another day. The thing about the fog was that on a peak or along a ridge the world, instead of spreading out forever with tree covered mountains as it does on bright and clear days, just ended right there at the edge of the peak or ridge. The world became very tiny and I was wrapped in very personal space. It was very cozy, although a bit damp. I walked overthe tops of three mountains that day and spent the night at the Peru Pari< Shelter. 6. LAKE IN THE MOUNTAINS (Tuesday-Wednesday) The weather continued to be pretty much of the same. I could have let the ever-present fog and intermittent drizzle put me on edge, I suppose, day after day of walking knowing that any minute the gates might open afid the deluge begin and that I might at such a time be miles and hours from any shelter. However, I was mostly amazed at how nice it all really was. It was so warm for November, and besides it hadn't even actually rained yet when by all rights it could have been snowing Today was even nicer than most of the soggy days had been. The trails weren't nearly as muddy as they had been. Somewhere past Baker Peak the drizzle let up some, and it even stopped altogether some time later. Then as I tumed a bend in the trail, Little came into view. It was truly a fine lake in the mountains. There were mountains all around. Green Mountain, just to the west, Ca tain Jack !!!! !! &y SMarsden was the nearest, and its steep slopes came right downtothe waters' edge. The rest of the Long Trail would have to wait for another day, for I had found a place to stay. There were two shelters. One was on the east shore. The other, across the pond from the first, was on a small island which had a little bridge leading to it. I walked all the way around the pond and inspected both shelters. Choosing the one on the east shore, which provided a very fine view of a small rock cliff which rose out of the water on the other shore, I began to settle in. Here was a place to be alone, a place where a man could hide. Surely to tarry here would bring good fortune. After coaxing a fire to life in my damp surroundings, I made a really huge supper. I was cooking and eating all sorts of different things from late aftemoon until darl<. Perhaps tomorrow would be a bright and clear day for a change. I could amble around the pond trail and then climb to the top of Green Mountain to see how the world looked from there. Perhaps, I thooght as I went to sleep. In the morning it was clear that I -yvasn't going anywhere, for the rains had come. And the rains came down very hard, indeed. I snuggled up in my sleeping bag, settled into the dryest comer I could find for the winds were blowing rain into the open front of the shelter--munched from a huge pan of rice & vegetables I had cooked the night before, and sat back to watch the show. I thought about many things. They are not, however, thoughts to be recorded here, for they were of new beginnings, and we have nearly reached the end. The playful forces outside my cozy little comer put on quite a performance. The trees all danced in the driving rain to the tunes p!oay ed by the howling wind. The other shore would dissolve into mist, Pllll itself sharply into focus, and then fade again. At times I could see all the way across the pond, while at others I could hardly find the water at all. The wind played with the fog which it blew with a great deal of force and an equal measure of delicacy across the surface of the pond. It molded the fog into figures, images, and spirits and gave them both life and voices. Before I knew it night had fallen again. The wind continued blowing over the pond and through the trees, as it spun many tales which were as old to the earth as they were new to me. 7. THE ROADS AGAIN In the morning everything was as it was before the storm--fog and drizzle. It furthers one tohave somewhere to go, and somewhere togo was no longer up the trail to the next mountain or shelter. My walk would soon be over. It was drawing to an end of its own accord. I packed slowly, submerging my feet into damp socks and boots, and headed once more around the pond. At the north end of the pond I left the Long TrailfortheHomerStoneBrook Trail andstarted walking down hill. The trail, of course, was under inches of water from yesterday's rain. All around me was water rushing downhill as fast as it could. But I knew, as I walked down the hills, that my lake in the mountains was now rising higher and higher over the trees I was moving among. I soon reached US 7 at South Wallingford. I went into the general store to buy an ice cream sandwich, and I heard the people talking about a deer which had just been killed while crossing theroadnearby. Iwent back outside andheaded down the highway toward Guilford, where I would soon find out why the sun had stopped shining 4 DORK'S Preppy Story vvith a moral Of The Week Once upon a time, long ago and far away, there was this cat that had been turned down by his favorite pussy. The cat was feeling kind of low but terribly homey so he decided to go to the other side of the tracks to see if he could pick anYthing up. As he was walking across the tracks he didn't notice a train was coming. He finally heard it and was able to hustle across the tracks and save his life. Unfortunately the train caught him in the back end and chopped off part of his tail. Now the cat had grown fond of his tail so he went back on the tracks to look for it. But as he was looking for it another train came along from the other direction and chopped off his head so the cat gave up the gnost. MORAL: Don't lose your head looking for a piece of tail. Kue & Karom Billiards N T a miam i Trail B radenton JAY KAWATSKI: YOUR SLIDE RULE IS IS THE CAPTAIN JACK OFFICE. PLEASE COME HOME. ALL IS FORGIVEN. MOTHER. Carried back to green shades of early village visions A ranta the ancient g randda m of thirty ( still living) men sees 1 ov e 's close 1 Palm curtains shift to show brown bend of legs of one rapt in horror watching a tarantula watching her mate eyes much like hers