Lori Fowler was born to cattle farmers in Wyoming, Lori Fowler grew up as a curious, intuitive girl under her parentsâ guidance. At the age of 6 she discovered her fascination with archaeology and paleontology. Like most children, she was fascinated in dinosaurs. It wasnât until middle school did her awe and wonder at robotics translate over and consume her every fantasy.
A lover of sci-fi, space adventures and cool robots, Loriâs childhood and early teenage years were full of stories and drawing sheâd done, inspired by science and technology. It eventually came to the point where he parents would read those stories and talk about their favorite parts around the dinner table. Loriâs older brother, Mac, was a talented young violinist and would often write pieces to play while Lori read her stories out loud to family gatherings during the holidays.
When Lori came home from her freshman year of high school with a Bergeron Robotics pamphlet and custom rover guide, Pete jumped at the opportunity(and her vibrant enthusiasm) to help his daughter realize her path. They cleared out one of the older, unused sheds on the farm and started gathering/ordering materials for Lori to construct into her own cleaning bot.
When Mac went to college, she converted his room to a small workshop as well, drawing up designs and schematics for ideas she had. It was no surprise to anyone that she was making a bee-line for a career in robotics. When it came time for her to fly the coop, she had several university offers and struck out from home.
While at college, Lori met Miles Sutter and while he was two years her junior, the two got a long pretty well. However a relationship didnât start until after she graduated and bumped into Miles again in Three Pines. That was right after she met Sam Bergeron.
As the story goes, Lori attended her classâs graduation with brimming hope and a sigh of relief. She wasnât even thinking about a job at that moment, but found Sam waiting for her, with her parents, outside the ceremony hall. Unbeknownst to Lori(as well as many others) Sam had kept an eye on her entire class and zeroed in on her for hiring at his company along with 3 others. He offered to move them out to Three Pines and gave them jobs just as the new Bergeron Robotics compound was nearing completion. Without hesitation(even though her parents were silently screaming in victory) Lori said yes/
Since working at BRHQ, Lori has been adopted as Samâs protege, taking part directly in high level meetings and decisions made by Sam. She has his ear and his express instruction to call him on any missteps. The two have a mother/daughter relationship not unlike she has with Pete.
Under Samâs mentorship and employment, Lori has designed 3 out of Bergeronâs 12 robot lines, including the search and rescue rovers and the Centaurian line of oceanic explorers. Her most recent contributions, however, are to the overall design of Bergeron Roboticsâ Companion Frame line. The Companion Initiative will be the first time advanced, personalized AI will be installed into robots and sold to the consumer.
Resourceful, forward thinking and meticulous, Lori has become a staple at the company. Being prepped and trained on how to run the company is no accident and itâs becoming clearer by the day(even though Sam wonât openly admit it) that Lori is the prime candidate to lead BR upon Samâs retirement. Sheâs proven herself to not only Sam but the people under her to be reliable and easy to approach as well as very goal oriented.
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Loriâs focus sharpened on the small metallic square in front of her, carefully gripped by pliers beneath her magnifying glass. Opposite the pliers, she held the glue swab, carefully applying the substance to the edges.She ignored the hum of the generators that enveloped her workshop in heat against the winter cold.
âCome on, you piece of shit. Donât flake on me now,â the high schooler mumbled to herself as she gingerly flipped the small plate and set into itâs natural position amongst her masterpiece. She even waited a beat before exhaling. âShit yeah.â
Twisting the magnifying glass out of the way, Lori stood from her stool and stepped back, running her hands through her dark hair. Before her, completely finished on her work station, sat the rover sheâd been modifying for months- itâs angular frame and smooth tracks standing out against the scraped and scratched metal table that held it.
From outside, Moonâs barking and excited panting alerted Lori of a visitor. Whoever it was whistled a tune as they approached, and Lori leaned on the railing and watched the doorway below with interest. Moon beat the guest inside, dashing into the warmth of Loriâs shop and spinning in circles, wagging her tail.
A wild, unkempt shock of red hair poked into the open door of the shop and turned back and forth. Lori smiled.
âAmbassador Kemp to Captain Fowler, requesting permission to board,â the boy called out. Lori could already hear the smile in his voice, which made her grin even wider.
Andy Kemp looked up at her from below, his smile pushing the sea of freckles on his face to the side like a tide. His big green eyes popped against his black jacket and the snow covered ground outside. âThere you are!â
âI see you got a promotion to ambassador from⌠What position did you have last time?â
Andy pulled his gloves off and strode toward the latter, recalling images in Loriâs head of a much smaller, excitable version of Andy. âUuhhh, I think it was Grand Adventurer or something like that,â the tall, lanky teen chuckled as he climbed the ladder up to her work area. âI donât know, you were always better at coming up with names. I just liked coming along for the ride. Adventure in the stars.â
When the boy reached the top, Lori watched as he gazed around at how much had changed since heâd last been there, back when it was a barn. He let out a low whistle before setting his sights back on her with a lopsided smile. âI dig what youâve dug with the place. It definitely fits you.â
âThat what Dad says,â Lori smiled, meeting Andy for a hug. The boyâs arms were now comically long, his thin frame was somewhat comforting. She jerked her head in the direction of her couch and cupboard/table combo. âHot chocolate on the burner if you want some.â
âOh hell yeah, that sounds great,â Andy laughed and nodded, peeling his jacket off and crossing the space in a few strides.
Damn, heâs tall, what the hell? Lori thought to herself. She returned to her stool and watched her old friend pour him some hot chocolate in a paper cup. The last time sheâd seen Andy was her thirteenth birthday party. It was the night before he moved a few cities away with his mom.
âI heard you were back in town. Howâs that working out with your folks?â
âI donât even think barely describes how close they are to breaking out into a full on screaming match,â Andy chuckled, ruffling his hair and sitting on the arm of the couch. He turned the cup in his hand and shrugged. âThatâs not the only arguing going from what I hear.â
Aaaaahh, Lori thought. âOh⌠Yeah⌠She mentioned that huh. Hence, your new role as ambassador.â
âMore like, broke down crying last night when I asked about you.â
Lori squinted at the mention of Andyâs sister crying. For one, it was nearly unheard of. Secondly, as far as Lori could remember, she hadnât exactly said anything that would warrant that. âIt wasnât even that bad, and she was being the asshole.â
âTrust me, I know. She said it herself. I think thatâs why sheâs upset. That and the jealousy.â
âWhy would Nina, Queen of Wilton High, be jealous of me? We havenât even been close friends- not as much as we used to be.â
Andy shrugged again, taking a sip. âThe same reason she picked fights with me after I moved away. Sheâs scared of never leaving this town, like Dad. Sheâs scared sheâs gonna end up being a diner waitress like our aunt. Sheâs scared weâll leave her behind.â
Lori sighed. She should have known that Nina picking that fight wasnât actually about Lori winning âbest of showâ at the science fair, or the articles written about her drone. âI canât help that Iâm trying to get out, Andy.â
âI know.â
âI canât help if Iâm the only one around here that wants something more. Well, other than my brother. The sad part about it is⌠She doesnât have to be afraid either? And neither do you!â
Andyâs smile wasnât the usual, jovial one that lit up the room. It was sad. âWeâre not all as smart as you, Lori. We all donât have your parents, thatâll damn near push you out the door if they have to.â
âI know, I-â Lori rubbed her face and stood up, pacing. How could she say this without it turning into a knock-down drag-out argument like what happened with Nina, just last week. âI get it. But what I donât think you guys are getting is that you donât have to be as smart as me. And that sounds really gross to say, jeez.â
This time, Andy laughed fully, covering his mouth with his hands. âI know what you mean.â
âLook, Iâm not looking down on anybody who doesnât leave Wilton. Have a blast, at least youâre comfortable and can build a family and make something for yourself here. Thatâs not me, and Iâm tired of acting like it should be.â
âYouâve always been like that. I wish I could feel the same way.â
âThereâs nothing stopping you. Just⌠All the shit in your head thatâs making excuses. If you wanna leave, you can do it. Especially you.â
âHow? Canât play sports. Iâm not funny enough for comedy,â Andy wiped some chocolate from his mouth and stood up, âIâm not an artist and Iâm not funny enough to be a comedian. That is a weird example, donât know why I thought of itâŚâ
âAt least youâre thinking. And trust me, a lot of comedians arenât funny enough to be comedians.â
They both laughed. It sounded like the laughter they shared on long weekend nights, pretending they were galactic explorers somewhere far removed from this particular cattle farm. âLook, Andy⌠Iâm not a pro, I donât have all the answers. All I know is that where we are now is not where I can be ten years from now. Fuck, not even five.
âItâs not about what I have or donât have, itâs how serious I am about using what I canâŚâ she motioned to the rover behind her, âIf it wasnât this, itâd be something else.â
âThatâs not too bad, though.â
âHell no,â she smiled. âI just donât wanna see you get trapped. I just know you donât have to end up stuck here. That goes for Nina, too. And I didnât know thatâs what she was mad about, but Iâll apologize and try and make up with her.â
âThanks, Lori,â Andy set his cup down and approached her, the two embracing in a hug that sheâd missed out on when he left. âI believe you. And I believe in you, so thanks.â
Lori closed her eyes and felt thankful for the moment. She realized how much she missed her friend, and how nothing had really changed. âIâm here if you ever need to talk.â
Andy stepped back and stuck his hands in his pockets, âLetâs no go back to being strangers. And, hey, if you find out you donât wanna be the next Sam Bergeron, you can always be a motivational speaker.â
Lori raised an eyebrow and stuck her hands in her back pockets. âWhat, you gave up on us touring the stars in our beat up space ship, with nothing but our trusty crew and the solar winds in our sails?â
âAh yes, we should probably get started on that dream, huh? I donât know about you, but Iâve gotten pret-ty good at welding. So, uhh, wanna show me what youâre working on? Iâve got plenty of time. Like way too much time, actually, Iâd like to avoid the trainwreck at the house for as long as possible.â
Lori nodded him over to the table and swept her arms across the metallic gray body of the rover, making a swoosh sound followed by a dramatic dun dun dun. âSpeaking of Bergeron Robotics. This is a Rover I built from the blueprints they released. Itâs got pretty accurate arm precision, a guidance system I got from a third party site and the treads are reactive rubber.â
âIt looks different from that model!â
âI modified the chassis,â Lori bucked her eyebrows. Andy stared intently at the rover, his lips pressed together, freckles furrowing in determination.
âWe should paint it,â he whispered.
âShit yeah, put on some music- I wanna hear what youâve been listening to. Iâll get the paint stuff.â
Fourteen prosecutors added in San Bernardino County | DA Ramos
Fourteen prosecutors added in San Bernardino County | DAÂ Ramos
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For the first time in years, the San Bernardino County District Attorneyâs Office has added prosecutors to its team. Fourteen attorneys have been hired in the past four months â a number that will help ease attorney case loads and better serve the community, officials said.
 âThis will be a tremendous help,â District Attorney Michael A. Ramos said. âFor the office, itâs aâŚ