Forty Rod SASS 3935

Keep us posted. Prayers continue.

Too bad I can't hear it!

I wonder who would have the XXXXX to show up at the front door to date one of those ladies' daughters.

Little bugger is already dangerous. We need to cultivate this sort of thing and at the proper time unleash it on many of the people around the world who are screwing things up...or trying to. I'd like to meet that little kid.

Too wide a brush, my brother, but that's your opinion. I'll defend your right to state your opinion even when I don't believe you are wrong. (You'd probably mess yourself if you knew all of my opinions. Hell, I don't even know all of my opinions.....and many have morphed into something else over the years.)

I'd like to stand around with a cattle prod and use it on ANY idiot who doesn't respect these guards...and others like them at Arlington, etc...who have chosen, and been chosen, to take on such a noble job. Probably none of these people who are guilty of this behavior have had the courage to serve in almost any capacity and likely are social misfits in many other ways. I won't put down anyone who has not served. They had their personal reasons and I won't judge them as long as they don't disrespect or belittle, or attack others by word or deed, but no one has a right to belittle and disrespect those who have, nor anyone else for that matter. It's education and attitude adjustment time around the world.

Most of my shooting irons are. Some are slightly different, like the calibers of 1860 Henry and 1866 Winchester rifles. I've even had guns refinished to be more accurate visually.

Too late. We'd been up for five hours by them, milked the cows, fed the horses and hogs, gathered some eggs, cut wood for the fire place and Ma's stove, and walked six miles up hill to school in foot deep snow carrying my sister on my back.

That's a cool cat, Daddy-o.

my wife used to use the juice for that. I'd forgotten and want to thank you for the reminder. I sure miss her and things like this help.

With an election coming up?

Who is this "we" you're talking about?

About September, 1962, Mountain Home AFB, Idaho, remote gate, about 1900 hours, (The nearest place with anyone else alive was three miles down the road), two gate guards armed with S&W Model 10 revolvers, each guard with 6 rounds in a leather cartridge slide and no ammo in the pistols. Three of us college guys showed up to pick up one guy's personal belongings (he was an AF brat home to go to college while his Sergeant Major dad completed a tour in Greece) which got sent to Mountain Home instead of Hill AFB in Layton, Utah. While we waited for someone to come escort us on base I asked one guard what kind of piece he was carrying. He didn't know, but said it was written on the gun somewhere and handed me his weapon. " Maybe you can find it." I did, showed him where it was and gave his weapon back to him. The other guy was still on the phone with his back to us. Hill Field got tougher, because I was home on leave in 1968 before I went to 'Nam and picked up "transient pay" at the base paymaster's office (My wife's home was a couple of miles from the south gate.) I wore Class A uniform with my shiny Captain's bars and what ribbons I had, was given a one day escorted pass at the guard shack with three armed (1911s with magazines in the well and two more magazines on their belts.) AF dudes and was picked up at the gate, driven to a parking lot by two armed men, and walked to the office, then driven back. They gave my wife a pass so she could use the facilities while I was gone, but I didn't get one and I still had a Secret Clearance. She didn't have a Secret Clearance, but had a Confidential one because of her work at the hospital on Okinawa.

Looks to me like that would be more practical, if it were a LOT BIGGER, than our two or three hundred-year-old lock system. Can you imagine the USS Ronald Reagan (or something even larger) riding one up and down in minutes instead of hours? Well, can yuh?

I don't get it. Why wouldn't it make sense? In 1965 I was one of the few living Second Lieutenants who not only could read and manner of maps and use compasses, but taught those subjects to college ROTC cadets.

Hey, you got a new shirt. Looks good on you.

I seldom use You Tube and then only if I'm following up on something that someone one the wire (usually the Saloon, where I spend much of my time and effort.) has referred me to. I never have initiated anything on You Tube....now I never will. Thanks for the heads-up.

Almost always!

Does Darwin look a lot like Sean Cannery...or does Connery look a lot like Darwin?

Typical. treed days late. Rings of SCAM!

On the way.

Makes me wonder how many other heroes are out there, just ready and waiting for the time when they will have to prove themselves. God bless these guys and others like them, and God, please look out for those that they left behind.

Pronounce WAHco, not WAHco. I got straightened out on that by a guy who flew one out of Logan Airport in Northern Utah.

Lost seven (?) of them in the Burmuda Triangle about 1949. I remember the fuss over it in the papers and on the radio.