Editors Note: With the public spotlight in the US on the upcoming Midway commemoration, the memory of the vital pre-momentum shift represented by the Battle of Coral Sea has been muted here. That event solidified the commitment of the U.S. to the independence of Australia, and the unique bond between our nations. RADM Paul Becker, […]

(Blast from the Past, courtesy of the New York Daily News). This morning marks the end of Black April, forty-two years to the day since Saigon fell to the communists on April 30, 1975. I am not sure if it is correct to use the phrase, given the sensitivity so many of us have with […]

Busy morning in Arlington. I had a pop-up 0900 conference call that I almost forgot to dial in to. Then the Porters showed up to prepare and inspect the unit for the cut-over from heating to cooling season. You know, rhythms of the season and all that, and I as pleased the unit looked all […]

It was a hell of a weekend. Rain all day yesterday, not a bad thing, we need it, but it seemed to be in keeping for the big March for Science that has us all excited. I think it was Earth Day as well, and I would have worn my starched white Lab Coat, but […]

It is raining in Arlington this morning and generally too crappy to go outside and do anything more than drink coffee and look at the puddles. That was not the case last night, in which the Willow Refugees struck out in a bold new direction- a clear step toward “getting in touch with our inner […]

(Mother of all Bombs. It is not Halloween, so it did not come in pumpkin colors this morning). Well, they did it yesterday morning, their time, and if it just so happened that the largest non-nuclear air-dropped bomb in the world was dropped from a specially configured C-130 near a tunnel and bunker complex in […]

(Mac dressed to kill for his 90th birthday cruise on the Potomac). I sent yesterday’s story on Mac Showers and his involvement with the emergence of the “technological transfer” issue with unvarnished relief as I mashed the button on the wireless keyboard. And it came with not a touch of wistful melancholy. Then I saved […]

(Willow’s co-owner Tracy O’Grady with one of her famous beef-on-Kemmelweck sandwiches). Willow was jumping. It was the last Friday of the month, the evening Tracy O’Grady added the famous Beef on Weck sandwich from her native Buffalo, N.Y., to the menu. Mac and I normally did not meet on the most hectic of weeknights, but […]

(Vic and Mac Showers at the Willow Bar, 2010). Willow was quiet that Thursday Afternoon. The weather outside was raw and damp, so the patio was deserted. Without the constant coming and going to serve the tables out front, Jasper was hanging out behind the bar with Big Jim working the taps and pouting out […]