Oh man, I am so proud of you right now. You done good. It is good to have you around again...it's kinda lonely and scary and there's a bunch of mean people out here.
Big Fat Daddy
Is there nothing this girl won't do?
What a fun, loving (and fun-loving, haha) family TW, you don't know the half of it!
Thanks a lot for these and the others...love 'em.
My heart is with you and all in the same boat. Life Happens called us the other day when she found out, we all weep together...figuratively and literally. It does suck. For what it's worth, there are a lot of us out here who do care.
55 feet and 40 tons vs 10 feet and 2 tons...you win! Glad you are ok .
Good article...good insight. Back in my misguided youth you coulda saved all that cosemetic money and bought me a six pack and Ida thought you were beautiful is so many ways.
Always the lady! It took an awfully special lady to stay hooked up with the Chief 'til death did they part....after I clear the decks of some of his tales I plan on running some stories about "Betty Lou".
It has been over 14 years since I left the organized Wanderings and late at night...when all is quiet and still...I can hear the quiet "whoosh" of the Army sucking still. We love ya LH and we'll be around if you need us, okay?
Good stuff.
Sometimes the Chief used to get hiccups when he drank...just sometimes....but they weren't the cute cartoon drunk hiccups, these were relentless, painful, and unstoppable. We went through every imaginable cure that anyone could think of...breathing into a bag...teaspoon of sugar...drink from the other side of the glass (that had to be someone's idea of a joke 'cause
My experience was that Japan had the best, Switzerland next and Germany a close third. Using "Public Transportation" requires an adjustment in attitude for sure. Us westerners don't want to give up that freedom of motion for a bus bench. But, if the attitude is adjusted, the buses and rails are a great place to learn about a country and it's people. Way back in the olden days the Army used to run duty trains all over Europe and they were fun, too.
Sigh...that's my grandaughter.
Hey, you okay? Wanna write about it?...Don't that tick ya off?
Thanks for the reply, YS. Over about a thirty year career I spent nearly fourteen years in Germany. Bad Kissingen, Mannheim, Stuttgart-Vaihingen, Baumholder, and Ludwigsburg. It is a great country and the last time I left, knowing I wouldn't be back, was like cutting the ties to a close friend. Given the choice of R
And friday the 13th comes on friday this month.
The fellows on the VTR, (Vehicle, Track, Recovery), the M-88 were working feverishly on the center guides of their tracks. The VTR is like a tank...it travels on tracks that go the whole length of the vehicle and are about four feet wide.. The weight of the vehicle, about 60 tons, is distributed on the track through a series of wheels called road wheels. The road w
Good luck, brother, crap or no crap, about the second hundred miles tomorrow you are gonna be findin' out just how healed up that back really is. Good thoughts go with you.
It was a dark and stormy night...in fact, it had been a dark and stormy day into the night. It was the fifth or sixth day of a two week "field Problem". My first. It was early in January, 1965 and I was learning a jillion things every day. Being a fuel truck driver in an armored unit meant lots of driving. You drove all day behind the advancing (hopefully) tanks
$$$$$$$$$ ...that's why. She is a cow...a cash cow...and as long as she causes contraversy and people talk about what a crap salad sandwich she is...and play her clips on TV and the radio...she will continue to sit in that poor straining chair and spout bilge water with the blessings of Babs and the suits.
The ACLU would be all over any effort of the kind needed on the scale needed. HMMM...more pictures for the poster? During the 70s, there have been instances where the ger
I arrived in Stuttgart, West Germany in October of 1977. It had been seven years since I left Germany and I had some reorienting to do. Just as I got there, the Red Army Faction was cranking up a new campaign to get one of their leaders out of prison. The plan was to kidnap a pretty big industrialist and trade him for Andreas Baader. To say the plan went awry is l
Well, now that I think about it...my sister is pretty small...maybe the "smokes" stunted her growth.
It is a truth, GW, one must learn to embrace the suck...be one with the suck.