(Science Project.)   I thank God that I am retired, and have the liberty to pursue my own delusions and not those of others. I got a request to comment on the Navy’s commitment to bio-fuels, demonstrated recently by a demonstration on a decommissioned Spruance-class destroyer, the ex-Paul F. Foster (EDD-964).   The ship […]

(Knox Henry, WW II Veteran, is notified he is the new mayor of Athens, TN. 1946. Photo AP) I was shaking my head over the news this morning. Apparently the Taliban Wing of the Republican Party triumphed in the party primaries in two of our more eccentric States. More power to them; Mitt still took […]

(Scene from Kandahar. Photo Gulf news.) “… and the last thing I’ll stand for is ideas to get the better of me! I know that rubbish from 1918…, fraternity, equality, freedo, beauty and dignity! You gotta use the right bait to hook ’em. And then, you’re right in the middle of a parley and they […]

(Soviet Forces withdraw from Afghanistan, 1989. Photo courtesy BBC.) Man, the word was depressing this morning. I have been doing a slow boil anyway since the revelations of the burning of some book at Bagram Air Base began to spread, and the subsequent murders of ISAF personnel by aggrieved Afghan soldiers. It was intolerable, if […]

This Spring Ahead nonsense with the clocks is kicking my butt. The computer is telling me it is past noon- and that is nonsense. Why do we not have the courage to leave the sun alone? Who is it in Congress that believe themselves as King Canute, waving not at the ocean in this case, […]

I am working on notes from my Happy Hour at Willow with Mac the other day. There are so many threads contained in the scrawled words that talking about them only leads to more questions and more stories. This harvest included some rumination on the love-styles of single servicemen and women overseas in the Greater […]

(HMS King George V- “Cagey Five”-  enters Apra Harbor, Guam, with sailors manning the rail in August, 1945. Photo National Archive 80- G- 328942) I was walking over to Willow when Old Jim called. I fished the phone out of my briefcase and answered- it was a District number, and I thought it might be […]

I am out the door shortly to head north for the placid little village of Shippensburg, where generations of Socotra lie at their rest under the central monument of the muse Hope, who drags an anchor. I intend to work with my Cousin and his plat of the plot to determine where Mom and Dad […]

(Iraqi tank graveyard in the desert near Al Jahrah, Kuwait. In 1991, during the first Gulf War, a million depleted uranium shells were fired at Iraqi forces, spreading radioactive dust for miles around. Such dust is known to  cause various forms of cancer and other serious illnesses among humans. Or so they say. Photo USAF.) […]

(Discount urn, special deal for two. This side of it shows where Socotra Island is, and where Socotra will wind up. Photo Socotra.) I was looking at the urn that came in the mail yesterday afternoon. Fine piece of work. Not the one currently occupied by half of mom and dad, but the one that […]