Tuesday, May 28, 2019

TheList 5007

The List 5007     TGB


 
To All
I hope that your week has started well. There are a couple more Memorial Day related posts here that are exceptional.
 
Regards,
Skip
 
Today in Naval History
May 28
On This Day
1813 During the War of 1812, the frigate Essex, commanded by Capt. David Porter, and her prize, Georgiana, capture the British whalers Atlantic, Greenwich, Catharine (burned), Rose, and Hector (burned) in the Pacific.
1943 USS Peto (SS 265) sinks Japanese hydrographic-meteorological research ship Tenkai No.2 northeast of Mussau Island. Also on this date, USS Tunny (SS 282) sinks Japanese gunboat Shotoku Maru off the west coast of Rota, Mariana Islands.
1945 USS Ray (SS 271) sinks Japanese freighter Biko Maru northwest of Changshan. Also on this date, USS Blueback (SS 326) and USS Lamprey (SS 372) damage Japanese submarine chaser Ch1 in a surface gunnery action off Japara, N.E.I.
1958 USS Galveston (CLG 3, previously CL 93), the first Talos-firing missile cruiser, is placed in commission. USS Galveston participates in the Vietnam War with the Seventh Fleet and serves in the Mediterranean during the Arab-Israeli War during 1967.
1980 55 women become the first female graduates of the U.S. Naval Academy.
2017 Special Operator 1st Class Remington J. Peters, dies of injuries sustained during an airborne demonstration of the Navy Leap Frogs at Liberty State Park for New York Fleet Week. Peters, a veteran of two combat deployments, was a member of the parachute team for more than a year with more than 900 jumps.
 
Thanks to CHINFO
 
Executive Summary:
Today's national headlines includes criticism from both China and North Korea towards NSA Bolton and reports on the Twitter responses to the Army's question, "How has serving impacted you?"  Ships from the United States, Japan, South Korea and Australia participated in anti-submarine exercises on Friday as a part of the inaugural Pacific Vanguard exercise reports Stars and Stripes. "The United States has been focused on maintaining the global commons, and Australia, Japan and Korea also have that same focus," said Capt. George Kessler. "What that means is we need to be prepared to address any contingency … and in order to do that you have to practice and work together." USNI News reported on the Senate's Thursday vote to confirm Adm. Bill Moran to serve as the next chief of naval operations and Vice Adm. Robert Burke to serve as the next vice chief of naval operations. Additionally, reports from Stars and Stripes, Wall Street Journal, Associated Press, and others detail the remarks of senior civilian and military leaders during Memorial Day ceremonies around the world.
 
 
This day in world History
 
Today in History May 28
585 BC
A solar eclipse interrupts a battle outside Sardis in western Turkey between Medes and Lydians. The battle ends in a draw.
1805
Napoleon Bonaparte is crowned in Milan, Italy.
1830
Congress authorizes Indian removal from all states to the western Prairie.
1863
The 54th Massachusetts, a regiment of African-American recruits, leaves Boston, headed for Hilton Head, South Carolina.
1859
The French army launches a flanking attack on the Austrian army in Northern France.
1871
The Paris commune is suppressed by troops from Versailles.
1900
Britain annexes the Orange Free State in South Africa.
1940
Belgium surrenders to Germany.
1953
Melody, the first animated 3-D cartoon in Technicolor, premiers.
1961
Amnesty International, a human rights organization, is founded.
 
 
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Thanks to Dr. Rich
 
When I read this article this morning it rang a bell inside me. I visited the wall in June of 1990 and had the same feelings that were so eloquently voiced here. Please read  this article and you will have some idea of what so many veterans feel about their time in the military and the brotherhood that is formed and the deep sense of loss when one of your brothers is lost. An outstanding Memorial Day piece.
 
Thanks to Felix ..
 
May 26, 2019



This Memorial Day op-ed piece was first published in the Wall Street Journal, May 24, 1996 and in numerous other periodicals and anthologies since. It has generated more letters to the editor and author than all my other published works combined, and I still receive occasional heartwarming correspondence in this season. I reread it myself annually on this day of grateful remembering and still get emotional as I think of the catastrophic loss to their loved ones. And I pray for grace to stifle my anger at the ingratitude of so many Americans who spew such hateful accusations against our nation and denigrate the military, the very patriots who make it make it possible, at great cost, for them to mindlessly inhale the fresh air of liberty. 
         
I visited with three old friends recently at a park in my town. It seems like only yesterday that we were all together, but actually it had been 28 years. There was a crowd at the park that day, and it took us awhile to connect, but with the aid of a computer we made it. I found Lance at Panel 54W, line 037, Lynn over at Panel 51W, line 032, and Vince down at line 103 on Panel 27W. We were gung-ho young fighter pilots in Vietnam, the cream of the crop of the US Air Force pilot training system, and now their names are on that 250-foot-long, half-size model of the Vietnam Memorial that moves around the country. I had intentionally avoided visiting the wall when it came to town in years past, because I did not trust myself to behave in a composed manner, but after nearly three decades it was time to try for some closure on this issue. I told my wife that I preferred to go alone, if that was all right, and, truth be known, I nearly backed out at that.
Standing in front of that somber wall, I tried to keep it light, reminiscing about how things were back then. We used to joke about the psychiatric term for a passionate love affair with inanimate flying objects—we flew F-100's—and we marveled at the thought that the taxpayers actually paid us to do this "work." We were not draftees, but college graduates there by choice, opting for the cramped confines of a jet fighter cockpit over the comfort of corporate America. In all my life I've not been so passionate about any other work. If that sounds like an exaggeration, then you've never danced the wild blue with a supersonic angel.


I vividly remember the Sunday afternoon, in the summer of '68, when we flew out of Travis Air Force Base, California, on a troop transport headed for Vietnam. Lynn, Lance and I crowded around the same porthole and watched the Golden Gate Bridge disappear below broken clouds. We had gone through fighter pilot school together and had done some serious bonding. In an exceedingly rare moment of youthful fighter pilot humility, I wondered if I would live to see that bridge again. For reasons I still don't understand, I was the only one of the three who did.
Once in Vietnam, we passed the long, lonely off-duty hours at Dusty's Pub, a lounge that we lieutenants built on the beach of the South China Sea at Tuy Hoa Air Base. The roof at Dusty's doubled as a sun deck and the walls were non-existent. The complaint heard most often around the bar, in the standard gallows humor of a combat squadron, was that it was "…a lousy war, but it's the only one we have." (I've cleaned up the language a bit.) We sang mostly raunchy songs that never seemed to end—someone was always writing new verses—and, as an antidote to loneliness, fear in the night, and the sadness over dead friends, we often drank too much.


Vince joined us at Dusty's Pub halfway through my tour of duty, and since he was a like-minded country kid from Montana, we hit it off. He had a wide grin, slightly stooped shoulders, and his own way of walking—he just threw his feet out and stepped on them. But what he lacked in military bearing he made up for with the heart of a tiger. He often flew as my wingman, and we volunteered for the night missions on the Ho Chi Minh Trail. One starless night, the longest, saddest night of my life, we got into a really nasty gun duel with some anti-aircraft artillery batteries. I watched Vince die in a mushroom shaped fireball that for a moment turned night into day.


Lance—a New York boy who took unmerciful grief from the rest of us because he talked like a New Yawker—crashed into the side of a mountain in the central highlands while attacking a target. Lynn, a happy-go-lucky jock from Pennsylvania's Slippery Rock College with a hound named John the Basset, returned to his base on a stormy night in July after weather aborted his mission. Two miles of wet runway weren't enough to stop an F-100 landing at 160 knots with all it bombs still on board. He ran off the end, flipped over, and slid through the minefield at the perimeter fence, setting off a gruesome sound and light show.


At the wall, I told the guys only about the good parts of the last 28 years. Lacy, one of our associates from Dusty's Pub, became an astronaut, and a few summers ago I watched from my back yard, near Tampa, as he blasted off. His voice over the radio from space was at least an octave lower than it was the day I heard him radio for help while swinging from his parachute hung up in a tree in Laos. Another Dusty's patron, Rick, is now a two-star general, and I reminded them of what we used to say about the military promotion system—it's like a septic tank, only the really big chunks floated to the top.


I didn't tell them about how ostracized Vietnam vets are, that during that same week, one of the nation's leading newspapers has run an article that implied we Vietnam vets were, to quote one syndicated columnist, "either suckers or psychos, victims or monsters."   I didn't tell them that the Secretary of Defense they fought for back then has now declared that he was not a believer in the cause for which he assigned them all to their destiny. I didn't tell them that a draft age kid from Arkansas, who hid out in England to dodge his duty while they were fighting and dying, is now the commander-in-chief. And I did not tell them we lost that lousy war. I gave them the same story I've used since the Nixon administration: "We were winning when I left."


I relived that final day as I stared at the black onyx wall. The dawn came up like thunder after a year and 268 combat missions in the valley of the shadow. The ground trembled as 33 F-100's roared off the runway, across the beach, and out over the South China Sea, climbing into the rising sun. On the eastern horizon a line of towering deep purple clouds stood shoulder-to-shoulder before a brilliant orange sky that slowly turned powder blue from the top down. From somewhere on that stage, above the whine of spinning turbine blades, I could hear a choir singing Handel's "Hallelujah Chorus" in fortissimo: The "…Lord God Omnipotent reigneth…," and He was bringing me home, while Lance and Lynn and Vince will remain as part of the dust of Southeast Asia until the end of time.


I was not the only one talking to the wall through tears. A leather-vested, bare-chested biker two panels to my left was in even worse shape. I backed about twenty-five yards away from the wall and sat down on the grass   under a clear blue sky and mid-day sun that perfectly matched the tropical weather of the war zone. The wall, with all 58,200 names, consumed my field of vision. I tried to wrap my mind around the mega-tonnage of violence, carnage and ruined lives that it represented. Then I thought of how Vietnam was only one small war in the history of the human race, and I was overwhelmed with a sense of mankind's wickedness.


My heart felt like wax in the blazing sun, and I was on the verge of becoming a spectacle in the park. I arose and walked back up to the wall to say good-bye and ran my fingers over the engraved names—Lance and Lynn and Vince—as if I could communicate with them in some kind of spiritual Braille. I wanted them to know that God, duty, honor, and country will always remain the noblest calling. Revisionist history by the elite dodgers who are trying to justify their actions cannot change that.
I have been a productive member of society since the day I left Vietnam. I am proud of what I did there, and I am especially proud of my friends—heroes who voluntarily, enthusiastically gave their all. They demonstrated no greater love to a nation who's highbrow opinion makers are still trying to disavow them. May their names, indelibly engraved on that memorial wall, likewise be found in the Book of Life.


JD Wetteringl
 
 
 
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Thanks to Dutch R and GM
 
Some Memorial Day thoughts
I'm going out on a limb here, but bear with me. Memorial Day and Veterans Day always involve reflexive tributes to those who "defended our freedom." But there's a b-i-g difference between freedom and security. Absent Britain long ago, no foreign enemy has possessed the ability to deprive us of our freedom. The Soviets could've destroyed us but they couldn't conquer us. And In the world wars the enemy couldn't even get here. 
Only Americans can deprive Americans of their freedom(s), and frequently it appears that some of them are succeeding. But here's the thing: generations of Americans have left these shores bound for places some of them never heard of, risking and often losing their lives TO RETURN FREEDOM TO CONQUERED NATIONS WHO HAD LOST IT. That is a magnificent testament to the character of the American nation, and IMO it does not get one tiny smidgen of the recognition it deserves, hence this post. 
A heartfelt salute to those who served over the centuries, in war or in peace, and often both.
 
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Thanks  to  Carl
 
 
5 Facts About the Great Lakes
Ask anyone about the Great Lakes and chances are most will recall the mnemonic device taught in school to remember their names: "HOMES," which stood for Huron, Ontario, Michigan, Erie, and Superior. But unless those students lived in a state that bordered these lakes, they may not have learned much about them beyond a cursory geography lesson.
It's time to change that with a few cool facts you can use to wow guests at your next dinner party.
The Largest Body of Freshwater on Earth
When combined, the Great Lakes equals one-fifth of the planet's total freshwater supply. That's a mind-boggling 6 quadrillion gallons of water. Consider this: these five lakes are over 95,000 square miles of combined area with a total span of 750 miles. This means that the lakes are larger than the United Kingdom. The Great Lakes are so large that they've earned the nickname as "the nation's fourth seacoast" even though four of the five lakes are bordered by both Canada and the United States. Lake Michigan is the only lake that is completely within U.S. borders. 
Larger Than You Think
Credit: Weredragon / Shutterstock.com
Here are a few size-related quick facts to give you a bit of perspective on the scale and size of the Great Lakes. 
They are so large that their combined shoreline is almost equal to half the circumference of our planet. 
A drive completely around all five lakes would take 6,500 miles or 108 hours. And there are official Circle Tours you can book and complete in four and a half days.
If you were able to remove all of the water from the Great Lakes and spread it evenly across the U.S., the entire country would be covered in 10 feet of water. 
Technically, Superior, Michigan, and Huron are one body of water connected by the Straits of Mackinac.  
Lake Superior is the largest lake. It's so large that all the other Great Lakes could easily fit into it, with room for three more lakes the size of Erie.
Experts Agree That the Great Lakes Are Really Seas
Even though we think of these five bodies of water as lakes because they're freshwater, they exhibit many behaviors associated with seas. For example, the Great Lakes experience tides twice a day. All five lakes are actually connected via channels and have a constant current that cycles water between each lake starting from the farthest, westward lake, Lake Superior. Water flows from Superior toward Michigan, Huron, and into Erie. From here, the water flows over Niagara Falls into Lake Ontario and out to the Atlantic Ocean by way of the St. Lawrence River. 
Depending on the depth of each lake, experts have found that the time required to fully replace all of the water in a lake, or retention time, can vary from a couple of years to centuries. Because Superior is so large, its retention time is 194 years. However, the smallest, Erie, has a retention of just over two and a half years. Ontario's retention is six years, followed by Huron at 22 years, and finally Michigan with 77 years.
You Can Sail From Lake Superior to the Atlantic Ocean
Long before the Wright brothers made flight an option, people used waterways to get from point A to point B. This waterway has been in use since the days of the Vikings and became extremely popular with early settlers as a convenient sailing route to ship goods between coastal cities and points inland. In the earliest days of the U.S., traveling from, say, New York Harbor to Minnesota was a serious time commitment that could take weeks. 
These days, thanks to modern sailing technology and an established canal and locks system, an adventurous person can leave from Duluth, Minnesota, in Lake Superior and reach the Atlantic Ocean in roughly eight and a half days. However, sailing experts agree that it is far easier to travel from Superior out towards the Atlantic Ocean versus the reverse direction. Because the lake currents run west to east, boats experience less resistance than when traveling east to west.
The Great Lakes Are Vital to Our Livelihoods
 
This isn't hyperbole. The Great Lakes doesn't just represent 20 percent of the world's and 84 percent of North America's freshwater supply. An estimated 40 million people who live in the Great Lakes region rely on these bodies for their water. Beyond providing a critical resource, these lakes also support fisheries and shipping, with 125 million tons of cargo passing through the Great Lakes' shipping lanes every year carrying primarily agricultural products and iron ore. And most importantly, The Great Lakes represent a vital ecosystem that is home to over 3,500 species of plants and animals. 
So, the next time you're looking to flex your brain power and impress friends or family with interesting facts, start with the Great Lakes. Often overshadowed by the Atlantic and Pacific oceans, these lakes are a vital part of life for millions of people living in North America.
 
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THANKS TO MIKE
 
Food for thought…
 
How many coal plants are there in the world today?
Green New Deal???

The EU has 468 - building 27 more... Total  495
 
Turkey has 56 - building 93 more... Total  
149
 
South Africa has 79 - building 24 more... Total  
103
 
India has 589 - building 446 more... Total  
1036
 
Philippines has 19 - building 60 more... Total  
79
 
South Korea has 58 - building 26 more... Total 
84
 
Japan has 90 - building 45 more... Total 
135
 
China has 2,363 - building 1,171 more... Total 
3,534
 
That's 
5,615 projected coal powered plants in just 
8 countries.
 
USA has 15 - building 0 more...Total 
15
 
And Democrat politicians with their "green new deal" 
want to shut down those 15 plants in order to "save" 
the planet.

Because you could not get many Republicans off the 
sofa last November, the Socialist party now runs the 
U.S. House Of Representatives.

"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is 
for good men to do nothing."

This is EXCELLENT!!  I knew the rough idea about 
the number of coal plants, but had not yet seen 
actual numbers until now. 

This makes the point.  Whatever the USA does or 
doesn't do won't make a Tinker's Dam regarding CO2 
unless the rest of the world – especially China and 
India – does reduce coal-fired power plants, too.
 
The whole "global warming" and "climate change" 
gambits by Democrats are to create a *supposedly* 
sound, scientific basis to justify a federal government 
power-grab and the passage of MORE laws to increase 
taxes and increased control of the privately owned 
power industry and its distribution.  Never forget 
the *main* motivation they have!
 
"Oh, we will SAVE the planet!!"  100% Pure Bull@#$!
The other side of the story…
 
Okay, fact checkers have a ball…
 
 
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Thanks to Dutch
 
The Peacock Clock
thanks to GM via CS 
 
G. thing must hold 10 quarts of Mobil 1 and a big Filter, a lot of longhand math back then …..
From: 
  Wow!  That is something . He was ahead of the world  and his time 
 
Subject: Fwd: The Peacock Clock
 
 
That is amazing, considering the first chronometer was only
produced 57 years before, see : https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Harrison.
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/12/John_Harrison_Uhrmacher.jpg
en.wikipedia.org
John Harrison (3 April [O.S. 24 March] 1693 – 24 March 1776) was a self-educated English carpenter and clockmaker who invented the marine chronometer, a long-sought-after device for solving the problem of calculating longitude while at sea.. Harrison's solution revolutionized navigation and greatly increased the safety of long-distance sea travel. The problem he solved was considered so ...
 
Saw H2 in Greenwich many years ago, Blackman jewelers in Newport Beach had a copy of that for years in the window.
 
 

Subject: Fwd: The Peacock Clock
 
This is stunningly beautiful, and if you are mechanicall oriented, you will enjoy this immensely.  From St. Petersburg, Russia.
 
 
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Thanks to Dutch…..This one will bring you some emotions
thanks to JN  
The best 5 minutes you'll spend this Memorial day.
 
Jerry
 

 
https://www.pilotsofamerica.com/community/data/avatars/m/0/58.jpg?1456258902
I have just viewed the Rescue of Roger Locher. General Steve Ritchie, delivered the messages of we are Family, Patriotism, and anger at the way the Vietnam Vets have been portrayed .


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thanks to BudB 
facebook.com
Hear Sam Elliott's inspiring tribute to SGT Ray Lambert from the 2019 National Memorial Day Concert. #MemDayPBS
 
 
 


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