Looking for deprecated technology

Hello All,

I am currently looking for small and medium size business in the Philadelphia\Delaware valley who need to have their technology removed\recycled, but do not want to pay to have it removed\recycled.

I will come remove old computer towers, servers, printers, switches whatever you have to get rid of, working or not.

I also specialize in finding parts, and equipment that is beyond end of life, we all have those legacy systems that still MUST be run, and occasionally something is needed that one cannot just go out and buy

I buy sell and trade WORKING, and not beyond end of life technology, don’t ask me to buy your laptop with windows XP

 

All of my contact information can be found here:

http://about.me/Bleattler

 

What Christmas means to me..

Over the years the meaning of Christmas changes, at least for me it has. When I was a kid it was all about the haul, what the big man in red was going to bring. The anticipation would grow starting somewhere around Thanksgiving, and culminate with total insanity on Christmas morning. I can remember going outside in the snow, with no shoes on my feet to play with some toy I had gotten on Christmas that’s how great Christmas was as a kid. It was THE day, the only day other than a birthday that mattered on the calendar.

Once an age was hit where the myth was shattered, and the illusion dispersed things changed. Christmas had a different meaning, and the gifts became more personal. The holiday became more about being around extended family that we only saw a couple times a year. I think those were the best Christmas’. All the aunts, uncles, cousins all stuffed together in one place and a lot of love. Those family gatherings were some of the best times of my childhood.

Into the teen and early adult years, Christmas seemed to become more of a chore. With family obligations and gift giving becoming an obstacle to the things I really wanted to be doing. I still enjoyed the family gatherings, but they grew smaller as we grew older and family drifted apart moving away, starting their own families and beginning their own new Christmas traditions. Christmas was nothing more than a big commercial joke!

Then I became a dad, and that changed everything. I was the big man, the myth behind the mask, I was Santa! There is nothing on this earth that is better than the smile of a child on Christmas morning, when they open THAT gift. All the searching, and running to make sure that Christmas morning was the best morning of the year, all worthwhile. There is nothing worse than the day they find out the truth, and the charade is exposed.

Now I am older and again Christmas has a different meaning for me than it ever has before in my life. I am divorced, live alone and for some reason feel like a little kid waiting for Christmas morning. I do not anticipate the gifts which I will receive, but am excited by the gifts I have chosen to give to those I love. I am excited by the idea of watching my grandson open gifts on his first Christmas. I am thankful that my family is relatively speaking, happy and healthy and that we all have roofs over our heads and food in our bellies.

So for me Christmas has become about the gift that is given, with no expectation of one in return. One that comes from the heart, Christmas is about making someone else’s wish come true. Christmas is about Family, Christmas is about love, Christmas is about charity. Christmas is about magic that happens only once a year. Christmas is the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ, and so in such I wish you all:

Merry Christmas!!

A new Perspective

Without a doubt I would have to say that in my 49 years, 2013 has been the most trying and challenging year I have faced. I have encountered obstacles which I never could have imagined, and found strength where I did not know it existed. I have seen things through a different set of eyes, and comprehended situations in a different mindset. I have found a new peace, and understanding through the quagmire of untruths and have embraced my weakness’ to compliment my strengths.

As I sit and contemplate my new awareness, I am sometimes overwhelmed by the possibilities which lay before me. Accepting that there are forces at work that are beyond my control, and understanding how to manage the way in which I interact with these situations has been my biggest challenge. Understanding that not everything that is broken can or should be fixed, and not all problems have a favorable outcome. That sometimes we just have to accept things for what they are and move on.

The last 4 weeks have been spent doing some very deep spiritual exploration and examination of who I am, how I have gotten here and where it is I want to go from here. The events and circumstances that have brought me here have been convoluted to say the least, but as I do believe everything happens for a reason I am sure in the grand scheme of things it will all make sense. My journey has been a long, and the road ahead does not appear to be a smooth one, but what would life be without those occasional bumps in the road or miscalculated wrong turns.

I move forward with anticipation of what is around the next turn, and relish in the mystery of what will be. I welcome the challenges, the victories and the failures for these together are what make a person who it is they become. Not so much as to whether one succeeds or fails, but how they handle the situation and accept the outcome. I will not let the events of this last year become who I am, or who I become. I will not respond to hatred with hatred and become my own enemy. I will be stronger than those who seek to fulfill their emptiness with anger and contempt, and I will overcome the obstacles that have been laid before me.

As I move forward, I will take with me the lessons I have learned over the past 11 and a half months and I will use them to guide me to a better place within myself. I will take the pain and I will use it to strengthen my resolve, and I will not let hatred and evil inundate my life. Destination unclear, and path yet uncertain I follow the unseen signs, seeing everything through a new set of eyes.
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In My Backyard

I am a south Jersey redneck all the way, born in wonderful downtown Camden in the year of the dragon 1964. When I was around 5 years old, (I remember that because I started kindergarten) we moved to West Berlin New Jersey. A big house with a huge yard, and enormous woods, this was the edge of the New Jersey Pine barrens. Back in those days when the 2 best toys any boy could have were outside and imagination, this was a dream come true.

I could leave the house in the morning, and not return until dinner, and nobody needed to worry much. Things were much different back then. For me, it was like being Ponce de Leon on the hunt for the fountain of youth, or Columbus discovering the Americas. I fought dragons, foiled criminals and discovered new lands in those woods. I caught frogs and turtles and chased fox and raccoons, I got wet, I got dirty and I had fun.

This was the time in my life when I developed my love of the outdoors, and nature. I could spend the whole day just wandering through those woods, watching the animals, listening to the sounds, smelling the smells it was like I was the only person in the world and this whole place was just for me. I can still spend a whole day just hiking in those woods, listen, watching and photographing.

There at the edge of the Jersey Pinelands, this was my playground. As a boy I learned many things in and from those woods, and the experiences I had there. I learned to respect that which is wild, and it in return will respect you. I learned to always trust my instincts, as I watched, listened and absorbed the forest. This time in my life is most certainly that which inspired in me the Explorer soul and photographer spirit.

The spirit that pushes me to discover and explore, to go to places most people don’t, and do things that most people won’t.  Like hiking the Appalachian Trail from end to end, not something I have been able to accomplish but something on my bucket list. I can however say that I have hiked on the Appalachian Trail, in every state through which it runs. Now I know that’s not exactly the same, but it is mine, and I gotta own it! How about hiking UP the Kaibab trail, from the bottom of the Grand Canyon? Yes we did it, why? Because we could, it was  there and that’s what those woods gave me.

That was many years ago, I am now a grown man living in the city. I visit the Pinelands every chance I get, because for me it is home. I carry with me everyday many things I learned in and from those woods and will take to my grave some of her secrets. The New Jersey Pinelands may be home to the Famed Jersey devil, and the legendary Pineys, but for me it will always just be my back yard.

The Philly Warmth Project

Philly Warmth has been happening as a personal project for about 17 years. It started with Robert Bleattler (49), collecting coats, hats, scarves, etc… from friends and family, and taking a car-load up to Independence Hall, and Love Park on Christmas morning to give the donations to anyone in need who showed up. Over the years more and more people donated, and his son Robert (A.) Bleattler (22) joined in on the project.
In 2011, with the help of Genesis Healthcare in Kennett Square, and the employees of KML Law Group, over 1000 articles of clothing were collected from employees, friends, and family. The response was so unexpected that many of the donations had to be taken to local shelters and other charity organizations to avoid having extras left over.
After facing some tough family financial decisions, the house where the donations used to be stored was no longer available, and since 2011, it has been impossible for us to take any donations from friends and family, simply because of the lack of space, and time.
Our goal is to establish a financial foundation allowing us to have a property (or storage unit) to store all donations, create, and maintain a working website, and spread the word about PhillyWarmth.Org year round!

Above written by Robert Anthony Bleattler

From my perspective, it all started on a cool May night in 1995. I was in the city with some friends, out on the town having a good time. It got late I lost track of time, and missed the last train out of the city! I wasn’t about to pay for a room and it was too late to call for a ride, so I figured I would wander around for a few hours until the first train in the morning. Well that few hours ended up being more like 10 hours, and totally changed the way I looked at life. It made me more humble and very thankful for things I have, a roof over my head, food, and warmth. Things I had always taken for granted, that they would just always be there.
I had been to the city many times, but I had never wandered the subway concourses, and the alleyways of the city, on foot at night, alone. It was an eye-opening experience for me; I had seen homeless on the corner from time to time but never imagined the whole outdoor culture that existed. I met close to 50 people that night, and every one of them had a story about how life lead them here, and most were happy to share those stories. Many of these people were normal people like you and I, living paycheck to paycheck that had one bad fall just snowball out of control leaving them here, that could very easily have been you or  me!
I slept for a good 12 hours when I returned home the next morning, but dreamed of nothing but those people I had encountered. I thought about it a lot, what could I do to help? I do not have the resources to help all those people, or even any of those people. As the months passed, and summer was ending the thought of those people I met being outside in winter really bothered me. So I started asking everyone I knew to clean out their closets, and give me any unused hats, coats, gloves, scarves,etc. I could at least make sure they were warm!
Now here we are in 2013 headed for 2014 and we are ready to take this project to the next level. After 2 years dormant, things are getting back on track and we really want to take this up a notch or 5. My son Anthony (yes we call him by his middle name) has started the Phillywarmth.org funding project to help us make this project what it should be, a fully functional, self-sustaining not for profit agency that helps those people on the streets, who want the chance to be off the streets, and return to pursuing their American dream. Because I cannot imagine it was ever any persons dream to live on the streets!
Please help us spread the word, and donate in any way that you can
https://www.razoo.com/br/causes/Phillywarmth-Org-Funding-Project

Your donation will aid in several parts of this process:
• Establishing the project as a licensed and functioning Non-Profit organization
• Securing the funds to obtain a piece of property (or large storage solution) to store donations
• Securing advertising for the foundation
• Securing transportation for donations to be delivered on Thanksgiving, Christmas, and other dates yet to be decided
• Create relationships with community out-reach programs, businesses, and media personalities in order to spread the word
Your donation is helping a great cause; keeping people warm in the frigid winter months, when many people simply have nowhere to go but outdoors.
Once we have established everything, we will be reaching out for volunteers, and everyone (non-anonymous) who donates will be acknowledged.
We hope to have this project off the ground and FLYING before next winter, which is why we’ve set a deadline for August 31st, 2014.
With an unemployment rate of 11% (August 2013) and over 12,000 homeless recorded in 2012 in the Philadelphia area, there has never been a time when programs like this one are more necessary.
If you have any questions, or would like to contribute to the cause in some other way feel free to contact us.