Édouard de Reszke (1853–1917) was a Polish bass from Warsaw. A member of the musical Reszke family, he was a successful opera singer, as were his brother Jean and his sister Josephine. He made his debut in Aida in Paris on 22 April 1876.Photograph credit: Nadar
... that ketchup in the US must be measured with a consistometer(example pictured) to be graded?
... that the Mitsubishi G6M was intended to be an escort gunship, but is best known as one of the transport aircraft that carried the Japanese surrender delegation to Iejima?
... that John Boyer was forced to train his own guide dog because the training program could not support people who were both blind and deaf?
... that Computer Mah-jong Yakuman was Nintendo's first handheld device providing multiplayer gaming via a link cable, an innovation that would later be integral to the success of the Game Boy?
... that there could have been as many as five individual leaders of the Big Three in World War II?
... that, nearly 50 years after the formation of Carlos y José, their grandsons, also named Carlos and José, formed Carlos y José Jr.?
... that Seattle mayor Thomas J. Humes went missing for more than 30 hours in 1902?
... that the African thin mouse shrew may have diverged from its nearest relative due to glacial cycles?
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It is so terribly sad that I have to explain that the above is a JOKE
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
For unique design and interesting content, I present you with this Excellent User Page Award. –Frater5(talk/con) 16:12, 29 May 2006 (UTC)
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