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  2. Several years ago, at a Baccalaureate service at the Air Force Academy, I was honored to present a ceremonial religious article to a young woman who would be graduating a few days hence, and being commissioned 2LT. I asked where she was going on her first assignment. She replied she was assigned to Joint Base Hickam-Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, as an intelligence officer. I said I thought that would be a nice assignment. A year later, she volunteered to go to Afghanistan. She was riding in a vehicle with a LTC, when an IED killed both of them. Although I didn't know her, other than the few minutes I spent with her, I think of her every Memorial Day. May she RIP. | | | |
  3. While I didn't really want to serve; because. my generation felt the Vietnam conflict wasn't in the country's best interest; I served because, it was my duty as an American to serve when called. I thank God that I wasn't injured physically or psychologically by my 11 months on the ground in Vietnam. Even my John Birch Society supporting grandfather advised me not to enroll in NROTC classes at UCB when I had been stating I wanted to do it. My dad was a WWII motor machinist mate assigned to landing craft in the Pacific; so, I had an affinity for Naval service. After the BSA I was a member of the Sea Cadets at Treasure Island. I am so grateful for the acknowledgement of my fellow Americans for Veterans' service including merchant mariners during WWII.
  4. "Where are yer legs that used to run, when first you went to carry a gun? Ah, Johnny we hardly knew ya! "Yer an eyeless, boneless, chickenless egg, An' you'll have to be put with a bowl to beg! Ah, Johnny we hardly knew ya!" To the tune of "When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again, Hurrah, Hurrah!"
  5. He was a New Mexico State Senator not Federal.
  6. Now when I was a young man, I carried me pack And I lived the free life of the rover From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback Well, I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in 1915, my country said "son It's time you stopped rambling, there's work to be done" So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun And they marched me away to the war And the band played Waltzing Matilda As the ship pulled away from the quay And amidst all the cheers, the flag-waving and tears We sailed off for Gallipoli And how well I remember that terrible day How our blood stained the sand and the water And of how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter Johnny Turk, he was waiting, he'd primed himself well He showered us with bullets and he rained us with shell And in five minutes flat, he'd blown us all to hell Nearly blew us right back to Australia But the band played Waltzing Matilda When we stopped to bury our slain We buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs Then we started all over again And those that were left, well we tried to survive In that mad world of blood, death and fire And for ten weary weeks, I kept myself alive Though around me the corpses piled higher Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head And when I woke up in me hospital bed And saw what it had done, andl I wished I was dead Never knew there was worse things than dyin' And I'll go no more waltzing Matilda All through the green bush far and free To hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs No more waltzing Matilda for me They collected the crippled, the wounded, the maimed And they shipped us back home to Australia The legless, the armless, the blind, the insane Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay I looked at the place where me legs used to be And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me To mourn and to grieve and to pity But the band played Waltzing Matilda As they carried us down the gangway But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared Then they turned all their faces away And so now every April, I sit on me porch And I watch the parade pass before me And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march Reviving old dreams of past glories But the old men march slowly, old bones stiff and sore They're tired old men from a tired old war And the young people ask, "what are they marching for?" And I ask myself the same question But the band plays Waltzing Matilda And the old men still answer the call But year after year, more old men disappear Someday no one will march there at all
  7. Me too. Fill the case with BP to within about 1/8-1/4 inch of the rim, seat the bullet and give it a hard crimp. No problemo!
  8. A little note about the mayor’s. Statement. Senators must be at least 30.
  9. Today
  10. Gee... I thought Pat would be the first to respond with that!
  11. Looking for a 36cal 51 Navy for a project I'm working on, maker unimportant. I'd prefer a brass frame but will take a steel gun for the right price. I'm trying to do this as cheaply as I can since I'll be raffling the gun off, so the uglier/cheaper the better! What ya got laying around collecting dust???
  12. Brand new, never been used Richard Allder rig (gun not included) lined belt 2 double mag holders shotgun/spare round slide Marked size 44 $300 plus shipping 3 Chip McCormick mags $25 each plus shipping Take the whole kit & kaboodle $350 and I’ll cover shipping. Feel free to ask questions, but first posted “I’ll take it” gets it. Trade interests include a Sharps Derringer. Bond Derringer, or???
  13. Thanks for the insight, gentlemen. And here I was expecting uberti prices. Im also willing to entertain guns that are not in the original configuration as long as it meets the look I’m searching for and is a good shooter too. Thanks.
  14. Been here 2 days now. A little cool, rained a little this am on our way to Homer. No bugs yet! First px on our way south to Soldotna from Anchorage. Second is from the deck on our cabin.
  15. I'm so glad I decided long ago to not make this game complicated... Phantom
  16. We have a number of elderly mature friends (beside our selves). We just make sure to call one another daily to ensure every-one is all right. Found my sister-in-law on the floor of her apartment, suffering from a major stroke, after she failed to answer our call. If we hadn't called and followed up, she would not have made it.
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