. . . . at least never on the internet or in my thoughts every day! I have been wanting to post some writings here by a fellow submariner and friend of my father, a friend that he never met. Thanks to the internet, Dad's last couple of years on this earth were richer due …
A Woman’s Place
This will be a post that has as much chance of bombing as it does of being worthy. Whatever, I just like to write things down when something moves me. Having an image or event bring up emotion or feeling in me can just as easily place me in a melancholy funk for days. My mind …
The Eleventh Day of the Eleventh Month
I never was called on to carry the wounded, nor was I ever in need of same. I witnessed my share in the most unpopular conflict of our time however, and called in Medivac Hueys almost daily to evacuate the wounded out of Vietnam jungles and rice paddies. These pilots were the most fearless I …
Rusty Bent Nail 
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