The Icy Journey Research Paper

Richard Leonard Kuklinski, known as “The Iceman” was born April 11, 1935. Kuklinski was a contract killer who was convicted of 5 murders. Kuklinski was given the nickname “Iceman” for freezing a body of a victim to mask the time when the victim was murdered. Kuklinski lived with his wife Barbara Kuklinski and 3 children in the suburb of Dumont, New Jersey. Prior to his arrest, his family was apparently unaware of Kuklinski's double life and crimes. Kuklinski was a contract killer for Newark's DeCavalcante crime family and New York City's Five Families of the American Mafia. Kuklinski favored to murder people with sodium cyanide since it killed very quickly and also was hard to detect. With Cyanide, Kuklinski would simply kill the victim by either injecting the cyanide in them, putting it in the victim’s food, aerosol spray or spilling it on the victim’s skin. After killing his victim, he will dispose the body in a 55-gallon oil drum. Other ways Kuklinski would dispose the body were either burying the body or putting the body in the trunk of a car then having it crushed in the junkyard. Kuklinski says that Robert Pronge, nicknamed “Mr. Softee” has taught him different methods to use cyanide to kill his victims. Pronge allegedly asked him to carry out a hit on Pronge's

To place a reader in the mind of a character, the author must create a scenario which will appeal to the senses, and keep readers intrigued. The technique of building imagery can successfully transform the world around the reader, and connect them to the story. One Mile of Ice by Hugh Garner uses many imagery-building techniques to place readers in the mind of a man on the verge of death. In this story, Hugh Garner tells the tale of two brother-in-laws, Ralph and Pete, who venture off into town, accompanied by mare and sleigh, to get presents for the children for Christmas. However, their journey takes a very dark turn not too far into their adventure. The crisp winds become a blinding storm, in which Ralph and Pete are forced to fight for their lives. Unfortunately, only one man survives - Pete. One Mile of Ice uses visual components to build imagery, as well as tactile techniques to throw readers into the mind of the protagonist. Alongside this, the author uses auditory traits to reproduce the true terror experienced in this story by these brother-in-laws.

Imagine a world with no trees, no healthy grass, no glaciers, or no living creatures at all. The cause of this tragedy could be the increase in heat in the Earth’s atmosphere due to global warming. If global warming continues to increase, the world will be left empty. The Earth has been around for a long time, and many feet have walked on it, but no one has walked on this Earth without trees, grass, or creatures. With global warming, the Earth’s meteorology gets too warm, and all of the glaciers will start to melt. Global warming occurs when an increase in the carbon dioxide levels causes the temperature of the Earth’s atmosphere to rise. The Earth’s meteorology is often a subject explored in literature. For example, “Chronicles of Ice” talks

The “Miracle on Ice,” where the United States defeated the Soviet Union in the 1980 Winter Olympics at Lake Placid, New York will forever be known as one of the greatest moments in American sports history. This game was about more than just sports though, it signified American strength, even when faced the greatest adversities. The United States was suffering through Vietnam, Watergate, and the wrenching upheavals of the 1960s. Many believe this game was even the beginning of the end for the Cold War. The Soviet Union had won the gold medal in six of the seven previous Winter Olympic Games, and were the favorites to win once more in Lake Placid. The team consisted primarily of professional players with significant experience

the wagons were long gone. Some men went to try to get help but they got

Physical journeys can impact upon the traveler in many ways. They can be faced with obstacles which can impact on the traveler and will need to overcome. Physical journeys can impact upon the traveler in various ways. This is shown in Dawes poem “last seen at 12.10am” where a mother is on a journey to find her missing daughter. This is also evident in Michael James Rowland 2007 film “Lucky Miles”, where a group of men’s inner journey of friendship despite differences goes through obstacles which they overcome. Another impact upon a traveler is also shown in Bruce Dawe poem “Drifters” which a frustrated mother’s journey of disappointment, which has impacted her when suddenly faced with picking up her belongings and being, forced to move. A

We had not gone a rod when we found ourselves in a heap, in a heavy drift of snow. We took hold of each others’ hands, pulled ourselves out, got into the road, and the cold north wind blew us down the road a half mile south, where the Strelow boys and John Conrad had to go west a mile or more. When they reached a bridge in a ravine, the little fellows sheltered a while under the bridge, a wooden culvert, but Robert, the oldest, insisted that they push on thru the blinding storm for their homes. In the darkness they stumbled in, and by degrees their parents thawed them out, bathed their frozen hands, noses, ears and cheeks, while the boys cried in pain. “My brothers and I could not walk thru the deep snow in the road, so we took down the rows of corn stalks to keep from losing ourselves ’till we reached our pasture fence. Walter was too short to wade the deep snow in the field, so Henry and I dragged him over the top. For nearly a mile we followed the fence ’till we reached the corral and pens. In the howling storm, we could hear the pigs squeal as they were freezing in the mud and snow. Sister Ida had opened the gate and let the cows in from the field to the sheds, just as the cold wind struck and froze her skirts stiff around her like hoops. The barn and stables were drifted over when we reached there. The roaring wind and stifling snow blinded us so that we had to feel thru the yard to the door of our house. “The lamp was lighted. Mother was walking the floor, wringing her hands and calling for her boys. Pa was shaking the ice and snow from his coat and boots. He had gone out to meet us but was forced back by the storm. We stayed in the house all that night. It was so cold that many people froze.” Although most of the information that was collected or the stories that were told were in South Dakota, Nebraska, North Dakota the temperatures took

Brian was a 13 year old boy who’s plane crashed in the woods in Canada. It was fall and no one was around to help him. He was left to try to survive. He built a shelter to live in. He constantly had fires going to keep himself warm. He had some survival stuff such as cooking pots, a hunting knife, forks, spoons, a first aid kit, a cap, fishing line, lures, hooks, sinkers and packets of dry food. Brian learned warning signs such as when it was getting cold. He also got warnings that something wasn’t right. One instance of that was when Brian’s rifle stopped working. The warning he got was when he felt a touch on his cheek. That resulted in him learning how to make bows and arrows. He hunted various animals such as rabbits, deer, and mule. To keep wolves away, Brian marked his territory. Living in the woods gave Brian a lot of work to do. Such as when he had to fix his shelter after a bear came to steal some of his food. He had a skunk living next to him who sprayed the bear away. To get food, Brian had to hunt and kill animals. Winter came and Brian’s cloths were ruined. Brian was forced to hint in the snow. It got so cold that when he spit, the salvia bounced on the ground. He celebrated Thanksgiving with ribs from a mule. In the end, he comes to a crude log shelter. Someone was living there. The man, who was living there, took him in and shared some of his food with Brian. Brian is

Opening my backpack I quickly rifled through it. Scriptures, check; suit jacket, check; dinner list, check. Then to the most important pocket, the right hand side pocket. I dug through the pocket until I found that for which I was looking for¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬−my black Karrimor glove liners. Putting on my jacket I started to account for what the road might be like. The falling temperature and humidity made for a dangerous bike ride home. It made me think of home and the possibility of black ice.

The nights wind swirled as it carried ice to claw at their skin. With a sigh of exasperation the tallest of the three stood and went inside their shared tent. The other two followed him. He had a knack for knowing when the wind would freeze anyone outside and when the snow would begin to fall. It was best to be huddled for warmth, sleeping, or both when he entered the tent. The tarps over the tent held out the snow and broke the wind while their sleeping bags were filled with down and layered in fleece and wool with a waterproof canvas outer layer. They slept in their clothes.” Said the wise woman to her students.

The thesis of the film “Chasing Ice” is to portray the extreme climate change we are facing today. The film has a clear goal of showing visually the danger we are causing our planet by denying climate change. The aim of the film is to show us visually that climate change does exist and it is happening at a rapid rate. The film does a good job at providing evidence that climate change is happening, by capturing footage of the changes occurring over short periods of time. These videos captured by James Balog’s recording devices make it almost impossible to deny climate change and that is precisely the purpose of the film.

The book called “In a Rocket Made of Ice”, the author goes to Cambodia to help with the sick and dying children who have Aids. Many children get it from being passed on from their mothers, or they come in contact with it and get it that way. The author goes through many moments of being alone and not knowing anyone, not knowing the language which becomes very difficult for her to understand the children and adults that she helps and comes in contact with. The author Gail Gutradt deals with being an outsider and overcomes obstacles that are in her way in order to help the people in need. Being an outsider sometimes can be a good thing because that way you can give your opinions and have an outside point of view just like how Gutradt did.

I became aware of what I wanted to pursue after reading about a teenager who had been stabbed in area close to where I live and I found myself asking what would drive someone to do that? One of the three subjects I take is psychology and one of the subtopics is the nature or nurture debate. I began to consider whether the stabber was born evil or just a product of their environment. I read a book called ' ice man: confessions of a Mafia contract killer' by Philip Carlo. The ice man showed a complete lack of remorse for his victims. The ice man's father and mother also showed a lack of empathy through their acts of abuse against him, therefore it could be argued that his lack of empathy is biological. However, it could also be argued that he

In 2004, the Vermont Association of Snow Travelers (VAST) requested a land use permit in order to open trails on state land. A meeting was held in the Vermont State Treasury building for the community to express opinions on the matter. My father and I attended in the hopes of keeping motorized vehicles off of state land. In protest we put a chainsaw in my school backpack and when it was our turn to speak, turned on the chainsaw, let it run for a minute and then ended by saying “It’s public land! We pay taxes! We should be able to do what we want!”. It was a drastic attempt to be heard after so many failures: speeches about health risks, environmental impacts and constant reminders of how much land has already been set aside for these vehicles. This experience was one of my first introductions to activism and the power of the people.

It was a cold day, so cold that your arms start to sting as if a needle is impaling the surface of your skin. The wind applies a force which feels as if your face is oozing with thick crimson red blood. The gray puffy clouds covered the sky and dropped small snowflakes onto the road’s surface. A man stood there, freezing, clearing the coat of thick white snow from the concrete road. His nose runs with a river of snot that floods out when the cold wind strikes. His sense of smell is heavily clogged by the slimy snot, but he can still smell the scent of the steamy hot chocolate which sits on the top of his snow covered car. His feet start to numb because of the cold flood which soaks through his boots to his white, silky socks. His feet feel as if he stepped into the freezing cold ocean. As if he fell through ice and he was stuck standing there. The vast pile of the ice white snow feels almost like a quicksand around his black rubber boot. Foggy figures of people shovel the big piles of snow off the sidewalks. They scrape and pick at the glossy white ice which sticks to the sidewalk like a little boy clinging to his mother's side. His feet still sting as if he was stepping on pins and needles. His hands are damp with sweat from grasping the curved metal shaft attached to a socket which holds the blade. The blade cuts holes into the thick powdered snow which is removed from the endless pile. The jet black shovel is filled with slushy snow and crystal shards of ice. The end of