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BLACK AMERICAN PATENT
January 19, 1954 - U.S.A.
January 19, 1954 - U.S.A.
A patent for "Methods and Means of Defrosting a Cold Diffuser" was issued to its Black American inventor, F.M. Jones (No. 2,666,298). It gave a method to defrost using a heating medium when the surface of the diffuser has accumulated a layer of frost or ice which would otherwise reduce its heat transfer capacity. He used a compressor, condenser and evaporator which were interconnected in a manner such that the compressed refrigerant could also accomplish the defrosting of the evaporator in a defrosting cycle. He was a prolific inventor, whose first patent was for a "Ticket Dispensing Machine" in 1939 (No. 2,163,754), accumulating about 20 more patents relating to gas engines and refrigeration devices in 20 years.
NEON ADVERTISING SIGNS
January 19, 1915 - U.S. patent
January 19, 1915 - U.S. patent
A U.S. patent was issued to George Claude of Paris titled a “System of Illuminating by Luminescent Tubes” which led to the neon sign (No.1, 125,476). The patent describes the technical details to be observed in the construction of a tube well evacuated of other gases before the addition of one of the rare gases, especially neon. It considered the materials used and size of the electrodes, the diameter of the tube, and suitable operating pressure. Tube lengths of 5 to 6 meters were discussed, and how it was possible to maintain the light output for an extensive used life.
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Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among the dead
Though I'm getting more forgetful And more mixed up in the head.
Though I'm getting more forgetful And more mixed up in the head.
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Just a line to say I'm living, That I'm not among the dead
Though I'm getting more forgetful And more mixed up in the head.
For sometimes I can't remember When I stand at foot of stair, If I must go up for something, Or if I've just come down from there, And before the frig so often My poor mind is filled with doubt Have I just put food away, or Have I come to take some out.
And they're times when it is dark out, With my night cap on my head, I don't know if I'm retiring, Or just getting out of bed So, if it's my turn to write you There's no need of getting sore I may think that I have written, And don't want to be a bore.
So, remember I do love you, And I wish that you were here;
But now it's nearly mail time So I must say "Good-bye, dear."
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There I stood beside the mail box With a face so very red,
Instead of mailing you a letter, I had opened it instead !
Though I'm getting more forgetful And more mixed up in the head.
For sometimes I can't remember When I stand at foot of stair, If I must go up for something, Or if I've just come down from there, And before the frig so often My poor mind is filled with doubt Have I just put food away, or Have I come to take some out.
And they're times when it is dark out, With my night cap on my head, I don't know if I'm retiring, Or just getting out of bed So, if it's my turn to write you There's no need of getting sore I may think that I have written, And don't want to be a bore.
So, remember I do love you, And I wish that you were here;
But now it's nearly mail time So I must say "Good-bye, dear."
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There I stood beside the mail box With a face so very red,
Instead of mailing you a letter, I had opened it instead !
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