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But I drive a Prius and just installed the computer override so that I can use the car like someone in every other country in the world except US [source: Mother Earth News Electric Vehicle edition April 2006]. Does that smack of big oil control? Who else would care?

Last year, for the first time in seventy years, the number of cancer deaths dropped from the year before.

The American Cancer Society says it’s evidence that the country’s investment in cancer research is paying off.

But faculty at Dartmouth say those rewards could start to sputter as federal funding for cancer research loses steam.

New Hampshire Public Radio’s Kerry Grens reports.

Every year, New Hampshire junks some 50 thousand cars and trucks.

If you could line those cars up bumper to bumper on I-93, they would span from Concord to Littleton.

Instead, they meet their fate in junkyards across the state.

And as NHPR's Angie Wirtanen reports, some of those dirty, smelly, cluttered junkyards are actually Green.

Following a series of short-term commissioners, William Wrenn has crossed the five month mark. Already he’s confronted a host of issues: expansion of the Berlin prison and sexual assault against female inmates. On top of that there’s the “getting to know you” phase, visiting state facilities, meeting staff and formulating a vision for his department's future. Laura's guest is William Wrenn, Commissioner for New Hampshire's Department of Corrections.

"Real" commuters may scoff since I drive about 5 miles (round-trip!) to work every day. BUT . . .
. . . included in my commute is the always hair-raising adventure of making a left turn from Rt. 123 onto 101. Perhaps you've been by that intersection, the one where traffic is often stopped while an accident is being cleaned up. There is not a set of traffic lights at this intersection, which just goes to show you CAN live free AND die.
As cars proceed down the western slope of Temple Mountain, they gather speed, and then come around a curve just before they get to the intersection. Many of them have not slowed to the posted 40 mph.
Every morning I sit . . . and sometimes sit and sit and sit . . . until I can see nothing coming in either direction (there's a curve on the eastbound side, too). Only then do I drop it into first and gun it out onto 101. I do not breathe my well-earned sigh of relief until I've checked the rear-view mirror to be sure there's nothing about to crawl up my trunk.
State of NH: How's about a 4-way traffic light system?
I would LOVE to walk to work. But not on the sidewalk-free Rt. 101.