Anselm Winn Moore (September 22, 1917 – October 29, 1993) was an American professional baseball player whose career spanned 1939–1942 and 1946–1953 and included a full season and 51 games played in Major League Baseball for the 1946 Detroit Tigers. An outfielder, Moore batted left-handed, threw right-handed, stood 6 feet 1 inch (1.85 m) tall and weighed 190 pounds (86 kg). The native of Delhi, Louisiana, missed the 1943–1945 seasons while serving in the European Theater of Operations for the United States Army during World War II.
During his season with the 1946 Tigers, who finished second in the American League, Moore hit .209 with 28 hits, 16 runs scored, eight runs batted in and one home run in 134 career at bats. He played 17 games in left field and 15 in right field. His lone homer, a solo shot, came off knuckleball pitcher Roger Wolff of the Washington Senators on May 14 at Briggs Stadium — representing the Tigers' only run in a 15–1 rout.
Moore died at age 76 in Pearl, Mississippi.
Anse is a commune in the Rhône department in eastern France.
It is situated on the river Saône, approx. 7 km south of Villefranche-sur-Saône (near Lyon).
Several medieval councils were held in this French town.
That of 994 decreed, among other disciplinary measures, abstinence from servile labour after three o'clock (None) on Saturday, i.e. the observance of the vigil of Sunday.
The council of 1025 was held for the purpose of settling a conflict between the monks of Cluny Abbey and the Bishop of Mâcon, who complained that, though their monastery was situated in his diocese, the monks had obtained ordination from the Archbishop of Vienne. St. Odilon of Cluny was present and exhibited a papal privilege exempting his monastery from the episcopal jurisdiction of Mâcon. But the fathers of the council caused to be read the ancient canons ordaining that in every country the abbots and monks should be subject to their own bishop, and declared null a privilege contrary to the canons. The Archbishop of Vienne was required to apologize to the Bishop of Mâcon.
Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
'Cause I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again