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Thinkers in Residence: Christine Licata, Day 2

Thinkers in Residence spend time on 14th Street over the festival weekend reflecting on 14th Street, patterns of movement, artists, pedestrians, publics, personal reflections, and participation. Their responses take the form of writing, walking, image-making, poetry, or on-the-spot conversations with the public.

And now the observations of Christine Licata, Day 2.

#infinity

When we harness electricity to power our circuits, lights, and technology, we’re really transforming energy. Electronic circuits must be able to store energy and transfer it to other forms like heat, light, or motion. The stored energy of a circuit is called electric potential energy.
An electric potential energy (also called the electric field potential, potential drop or the electrostatic potential) is the amount of work needed to move a unit of charge from a reference point to a specific point inside the field without producing an acceleration.
Typically, the reference point is the Earth or a point at infinity

In classical electrostatics, electric potential is a scalar quantity denoted by V or occasionally φ, equal to the electric potential energy of any charged particle at any location (measured in joules) divided by the charge of that particle (measured in coulombs). By dividing out the charge on the particle a quotient is obtained that is a property of the electric field itself.

This value can be calculated in either a static (time-invariant) or a dynamic (varying with time) electric field at a specific time in units of joules per coulomb (J C−1), or volts (V).

The electric potential at infinity is assumed to be zero.
#invisible #streetlights
#aiop #14thstreet
#thinkerinresidence @edwoodham @thelululolo #day2
#butterscotch #sundae
 Gas Pump Jockey at #N.E.7th and #Fremont
By #MelvinWCook, #2012
https://www.volgagermansportland.info/a-gas-pump-jockey.html
What is a #GasPumpJockey?  Unknowingly, that’s what I was, when, one summer in my early teens, I worked at a service station on the northeast corner of 7th Avenue and Fremont Street.

Considering we were in the midst of #WWII, when #gas #rationing was in effect, all cars had to have a “Gas Sticker” on the windshield before they could purchase gasoline.

An “A” sticker, meant that the car was allotted up to four gallons a week; a “B” sticker, up to eight gallons a week; and for a “C” sticker, issued to #professionals such as #physicians, #nurses, #dentists, #ministers, the allotment depended upon their need.

After the #customer told me how many gallons they wanted and the grade of gasoline (#regular or #ethyl), I would go to that particular #gaspump and start working the pump handle; whereby the pump would draw #gasoline from an underground storage tank.

When checking the oil, if the oil level on the dipstick was at or below the “Add Oil” #mark, I would show the dipstick to the #customer and recommend they add a quart of oil.  Upon their approval, at #25cents a quart, I would get a #quart bottle of #oil, from a rack of bottles that were filled first thing in the morning with #S.A.E. #30Woil at the #BulkMotorOil #Dispenser, remove the cap from the metal #pour-spout, and pour the oil into the #engine.  Then, while the oil was draining, clean the #windshield; and again check the #dipstick to make sure the oil level was within #specifications.

Every #Saturday, which was the day I received my #pay in #cash, my first #destination after #work was #Watkins #Drugstore.  There, I would reward myself with a most wanted indulgence, a #butterscotch #sundae, topped with #whip cream and a #cherry.  I am not certain of the exact cost, but I would guess it was in the 15 to 25 cent range.  #Delicious #memories of #youth.
#invisible #secondhandclothing
#ragsagogo
#aiop #14thstreet
#thinkerinresidence @edwoodham @thelululolo #day2

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