[bksvol-discuss] Re: Just submitted
- From: "Julie Morales" <inlovewithchrist@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Fri, 22 Jul 2005 14:07:47 -0700
Hi, Pratik, and thanks. I thought I remembered correctly, but with all this
talk about books being kicked back for copyright reasons, I was a little
nervous! *smile* Take care.
Julie Morales
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----- Original Message -----
From: Pratik Patel
To: bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sent: Friday, July 22, 2005 8:16 AM
Subject: [bksvol-discuss] Re: Just submitted
Julie,
You did the right thing. The latest copyright date takes precedence.
Pratik
Pratik Patel
Interim Director
Office of Special Services
Queens College
Director
CUNY Assistive Technology Services
The City University of New York
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[mailto:bksvol-discuss-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx] On Behalf Of Julie Morales
Sent: Friday, July 22, 2005 5:46 AM
To: bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx; bookshare-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: [bksvol-discuss] Just submitted
Hi, all. I just submitted Drums of Change by Janette Oke. The copyright said
1996, 2000. I put 2000 in the copyright field. Someone please tell me I did the
right thing! *grin* I thought I remembered a discussion before about using the
most recent copyright if there was more than one, so I did. Anyway, it should
be another easy validation. Ranked spelling gave it a rating of 99.93 percent,
and I suspect only that because there were a few Indian words/names in the
book, but not enough to really bring the rating down. I read the book
completely through and am pretty confident all junk is gone, so if you like
Janette Oke, it should be great. Here's the book jacket info. Happy validating!
Running Fawn loved her place of birth, the site of the Blackfoot tribe's
winter camp, more than words could express. The stillness of the mountain, the
giant spruce and pine that covered the hillsides, and the gurgle of the spring
that squeezed its crystal water from the rock crevice-she couldn't even imagine
a different kind of life. This was her home.
But the coming of white men with their guns and diseases, the prairie fires
that swept the grazing lands, and the quick slaughter of the buffalo herds
leave her Blackfoot tribe with little choice but to take up residence on the
assigned Reserve. All too soon the world that Running Fawn has cherished is
left behind.
Julie Morales
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