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It began with a letter, you know – the old fashioned kind, paper and pen, that opened with “You don’t know me but we have a mutual friend…” From there it grew – a whirlwind relationship with precious moments snatched between squadron dets, workups and deployments. We found the end of one path and the…
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I remember, a sky so blue it burned your eyes to look up . . .and smoke that scarred your lungs; I remember shipmates . . . and a piece of notebook paper listing for whom the bell had tolled; We remember that for one brief moment it wasn’t New Yorkers, or Washingtonians, or businessmen…
“Can You Hear The Thunder?”
Next year, this time, is the 45th anniversary of an icon — the Ford Mustang. Most folks ’round these parts know of YHS’ particular fondness for the breed going back to his misspent youth and first encounter w/a ’67 variety and affection for the ’07 version presently in our stables. In celebration of the upcoming…
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Prologue This past weekend Your Humble Scribe (YHS) was engaged in fleet maintenance of the various assorted vehicles assembled under his garage’s roof. Whilst pausing between oil changes (and silently cursing the designers and engineers who placed oil filters cheek-to-jowl with exhaust headers) he gave reflection to the variety of speedmobiles that have graced said…
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You and I have a rendezvous with destiny. We will preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on earth, or we will sentence them to take the first step into a thousand years of darkness. If we fail, at least let our children and our children’s children say of us we…