They sure didn't go overseas for the money, Jef.
They did it for you and me and for their posterity.
FlatironMike
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I have to respectfully take exception with you here Mike. Our men and
women of the Armed Services ARE forged from the same steel that is made
here in America. In our system, the military must follow the orders of
civilian politicians. I would submit that it is these politicians who
are no longer made from steel here in America. I'm also not quite sure
that the American people have the stomach anymore for what it takes to
win a war. Wars are ugly, nasty and horrible events. But if we must
fight one, then lets fight it and not shackle our soldiers, sailors and
airmen with PC rules that make it impossible for them to win a battle.
And lets not hestitate in sending reinforcements because we're busy
figuring out how its going to affect our political future. If we don't
want to fight the war to win, then lets bring them all home NOW. But,
please, don't leave our best in harm's way without the resources to
complete their mission as quickly as possible.
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Wayne Baker (stepping down off my soap box now)
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FlatironMike
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Jef. those pics are awesome...
And your Mom coulda been a movie star!!!!
Jef. those pics are awesome...
And your Mom coulda been a movie star!!!!
Thanks, David. No argument here. She was quite lovely. Yep. Merely another
example of the famous Hyde luck in action-- along with my
great-grandfather's decision not to throw in with his friend on an unusually
sharp real estate deal. He, in his infinite wisdom, turned down an offer to
buy several blocks of Broadway, in New York in the early 1850's... Sigh...!
http://www.worldsoldestlivingboy.com/Reach%20For%20The%20Sky.html
I guess I never finished reading all the stories.....
"Jef." <> schreef in bericht ...
Jef, I remember so much about WWII, from the day that FDR made the
announcement that we were at war, to the dropping of the two A-Bombs
on Nagasaki and Hiroshima. We were on a train going from New York to
California sometime between the dropping of the two bombs. I also
remember the radio announcement of FDR's death. I was at home alone;
everyone else had gone off to a carnival at a local church. When I
heard the news, I ran over to the churchyard to tell them. It was the
first day I ever wore lipstick; it was Tangee Natural. I don't think
anyone noticed.
A couple of my stepmother's brothers went to war. Uncle Paulie was
sent to Italy, maybe because he spoke Italian, and Uncle Joey, the
youngest, joined the Navy and was stationed on Guam when it ended. He
stayed there, married a Guamese woman, had lots of childen and had a
chicken ranch. Paulie stayed in Italy when it was over and never came
back. Joey was in touch with some of his brothers and sisters and
finally did come back to visit and there was a big family reunion in
California. I didn't go, mainly because I was estranged from my
family many years ago, but I did keep in touch with a half-brother and
half-sister. My half-sister sent me a video of the reunion. It was
strange to see all those semi-relatives that I hadn't seen in years.
Aunt Lou (Lucy) was there being obstreperous as usual into her '70's.
She had been a burlesque dancer in her youth and used to practice her
bumps and grinds in the kitchen. The video shows her doing those same
bumps.
I learned a few useful things from my Italian step-relatives. How to
swear in Italian (the Sicilian variety), and how to make real
spaghetti and meatballs. There is a scene in the Godfather, where the
men have "gone to the mattresses" and one of the soldiers was cooking
and explaining to Michael how to make spaghetti and meatballs. It's
the same way I do it when I really feel like going to a lot of
trouble. Even down to throwing some sugar into the tomato sauce.
My own mother was German and she died when I was about 7 years old.
My father remarried into this Sicilian clan.
Thanks for the photos of your mom and dad. They look very happy to be
together.
Joyce
11 Years+
Thanks for clarifying and setting me straight Mike. :-)