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Another Tuesday for greetings,

Since I use the search engine, I will start with another duck joke this week.  Walter, who has been posting my letters is a graduate of University of Oregon in Eugene, Oregon.  Other than the time problem with east and west coasts I enjoy watching the Ducks play football.

A  duck walks into a general store . . . and asks the manager:
- "Got any fresh fruit?"
- "No."
- "Got any fresh vegetables?"
- "No. We have only canned and dry goods."
The next day, the duck returns:
- "Got any fresh fruit?"
- "No."
- "Got any fresh vegetables?"
- "No. I told you yesterday, we have only canned and dry goods. If you come back tomorrow and ask me the same question, I'll nail your flippers to the floor."
On the 3rd day, the duck walks in and asks:
- "Got any nails?"
- "No."
- "Got any fresh fruit?"


There is a quotation that I have always liked.  “The enemy of my enemy is my friend.”  It is an old saying and has an irrefutable logic, sort of like one and one is two.  I feel it must be quite old, but  I will check on the internet.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend is an ancient proverb which suggests that two opposing parties can or should work together against a common enemy. The earliest known expression of this concept is found in a Sanskrit treatise on statecraft dating too around the 4th century BC, while the first recorded use of the current English version came in 1884.  Some suggest that the proverb is of Arabic origin.

The proverb is sometimes phrased as "the enemy of mine enemy is my friend" or "my enemy's enemy is my friend.

Are you wondering why I bring this up today?  I woke up thinking about the wording and what is happening today, especially with the Turkey airport bombing.  Above was some rephrasing of the quote, and I can think of another one that is not there but would still apply.

The friend of my enemy is not my friend.  I am not sure it has been said but it has the same logic as the original.  The inability of our government not to be able to define a problem because of “Political Correctness,” at least within my mind, shows that my government is siding on the side of my enemy.  Just saying!  Sort of if it looks like a duck, quacks etc. it is a duck.

Muslims have been a war with civilization for about 1700 years.  The United States did not enter this war that long ago but it reared its ugly head for the first time against the U.S. with Thomas Jefferson when the U.S. was having problems with the Muslims

In 1786, the new United States found that it was having to deal very directly with the tenets of the Muslim religion. The Barbary states of North Africa (or, if you prefer, the North African provinces of the Ottoman Empire, plus Morocco) which were using the ports of today's Algeria, Libya, and Tunisia to wage a war of piracy and enslavement against all shipping that passed through the Strait of Gibraltar. Thousands of vessels were taken, and more than a million Europeans and Americans sold into slavery. The fledgling United States of America was in an especially difficult position, having forfeited the protection of the British Royal Navy. Under this pressure, Congress gave assent to the Treaty of Tripoli, negotiated by Jefferson's friend Joel Barlow, which stated roundly that "the government of the United States of America is not, in any sense, founded on the Christian religion, as it has in itself no character of enmity against the laws, religion or tranquility of Mussulmen." This has often been taken as a secular affirmation, which it probably was, but the difficulty for secularists is that it also attempted to buy off the Muslim pirates by the payment of tribute.  Our country was willing to pay to be left alone.

Jefferson and John Adams when they went to call on Tripoli's envoy to London, Ambassador Sidi Haji Abdrahaman. They asked him by what right he extorted money and took slaves in this way. As Jefferson later reported to Secretary of State John Jay, and to the Congress:

The ambassador answered us that the right was founded on the Laws of the Prophet that it was written in their Koran, that all nations who whould not have answered their authority were sinners, that it was their right and duty to make war upon them wherever they could be found, and to make slaves of all they could take as prisoners, and that every Mussulman who should be slain in battle was sure to go to Paradise.

Does that not fit exactly what is being said and done today?

I believe on the evidence that it was at this moment that Jefferson decided to make war on the Muslim states of North Africa as soon as the opportunity presented itself. And, even if I am wrong, we can be sure that the dispatch of the U.S. Navy and Marine Corps to the Barbary shore was the first and most important act of his presidency. It took several years of bombardment before the practice of kidnaping and piracy and slavery was put down, but put down it was, Quranic justification or not.

I am one that says push back with an extreme punishment until they either submit or die.  They will submit.

If you do not believe that extreme punishment works take a look at President Truman (United States) versus Japan.  Japan came back to the negotiation table so fast it would make your head spin.

The two dropped nuclear weapons on the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in August 1945, during the final stage of World War II, these two bombings, which killed at least 129,000 people most of them civilians and today remain the only use of nuclear weapons for warfare in history.

We need this same fortitude to dispatch the problem of today, not with nuclear bombs but with a force that is beyond belief say the bomb we used in Afghanistan, the MOAB (Mother of all Bombs) It is the largest of all explosive devices.  It is non nuclear but made the ground shake 75 miles from the explosion.  The Muslims involved will come to the table and be willing to talk peace.  The only thing I am sure is this religion will return on a later day as soon as they feel it is once again safe to try and expand their religion once again, after all they have not learned anything different of the lunitic path for the past 17 centuries.


Once again on the road,

From Orlando we went north to the Florida town that is farthest to the west, so far west it is in the next time zone, which is central. With Patty retired we are both now on a fixed limited income so to save money we decided to stay in government quarters. Our first try is with the Navy and I must say it is very nice, both clean and comfortable. We are located on the Naval Air Station, of Pensacola, Florida ( ; we reserved three days using the Navy Gateway, Inns and Suites. What is great about this base is the location is right on Pensacola Bay so we have a beach. It is home to the Naval Air Museum, and a lighthouse. Another great thing is the Navy’s Blue Angels practice here probably twice a week. I will need to take a few pictures and Patty wants to get some autographs for the grand kids.

Last night we went into the city of Pensacola to eat at one of America’s great steakhouses, McGuire’s Irish Pub. Many of my friends would like this place as many drinks are in the $3 to $4 range. The walls were covered with money; my estimate is over 1 million, every square inch of the ceiling and walls down to about 3 feet. The money is not flat on a flat surface but hung perpendicular. There is so much money that sound does not carry and the Irish music is muted. They make all their beer and I had a red lager named, McGuire’s Irish Red. Patty drank something called an Emory Chenoweth, not sure what it contains but probably 10 inches high and only $3.50. My taste of it was delicious. There was a drink with a limit of 3 per person, served in an old fashion quart size Mason jar from the local cemetery, called “The Irish Wake” at a cost of $9.99. The seating capacity of this place was very close to 800 or 900 people. The parking lot was perhaps five acres. Many pictures of famous people are on the walls, more than one can imagine.

Day two: We went to the Naval Air Museum. It is huge and extensive, over 150,000 square feet and four stories high. One day is not enough, as there is so much history from WW1, through today. If I was going to say which is bigger the USAF or the USN, I would go to the USAF at Wright Patterson AFB.  Pensacola trains most of the Naval Aviators if not all, some became very famous and some were our past presidents. Their planes and log books will be enshrined here forever.

There is a lighthouse on the base which posed nicely for some pictures. You can look up  there is also a museum attached. This is still a working lighthouse kept up by the Coast Guard.

The last day was a visit to a fort. It was Fort Pickens National Park. From the fort we watched the Blue Angels practice maneuvers, our very own private air show. There were six planes and they kept passing over and around the fort then back to the base and up into the sky. A great day especially after we left the fort for a nearby beach that gets 4.9 stars out of five. It was not crowded at all and many have said it is the best beach in the Eastern United States, Langdon Beach. If I return to Pensacola, I would stay at the Naval Lodge as it is closer to the museum and lighthouse with its own private beach. The beach used by the Inn I was in although also on base but perhaps two miles away, without the seclusion afforded by the lodge.


The next day we are off to stay on Joint Base Charleston, currently commanded by the A.F... We are staying at an Air Force Inn once again; it will be the least expensive nights of our trip. Unlike the old days when there were many clubs, the military has sort of made drinking out of vogue. Only one club on base now and this one had Bingo on the evening we arrived, however our arrival was an hour late to catch the entire evening’s game. There were two guaranteed $1,000 prizes included this evening along with all their normal prizes. We just ate in the Grill portion of the club, ran to the commissary and then back to our room. If anything was funny, we saw many open parking spaces in front of the club. Only trouble was the first 2 were for General Officers, the next 4 were for Colonels, then a few for Commanders of local units and the club manager. There was a group set aside for the E-9 enlisted also.  I parked in the back.

We made our reservation again by using  for those active or retired military members with proper identification.  I tried to read the regulation (AFI 37-135 24 September 2014) to see if DoD Civilian guests are authorized, as in the past I have stayed with DoD Civilians with Temporary Duty Orders while we were having required environmental training and could not decipher the policy.  There are so many exceptions and rules I feel DoD Civilians with DoD ID cards might be eligible.

I did notice that rule 39 includes: Other DoD ID card holders not on official business to include disabled veterans.

It almost looks like many people are authorized so probably the best thing is just check and confirm eligibility.


Ok, off to Fort Sumter, the place where the American Civil War Began. Decades of growing strife between north and south erupted in civil war on April 12, 1861, when confederate artillery opened fire on this Federal fort in Charleston Harbor. Fort Sumter surrendered 34 hours later. Union forces would try for nearly four years to take it back. You can’t drive to it so we took a ferry. The place where the ferry started there were two naval ships the USS Yorktown (CV/CVA/CVS-10) is one of 24 Essex-class aircraft carriers built during World War II for the United States Navy. She is named after the Battle of Yorktown of the American Revolutionary War, and is the fourth U.S. Navy ship to bear the name. I did not catch the name of the destroyer.

This is a National Park so once again I got to use my park pass. If you are 62 or over you should spend the $10 for one of the passes. Once you pay the fee all National Parks are free for life, this includes the National Seashore on the Cape. I have got my $10 back many times over already and I bought it 3 or 4 years ago.

This is also the area my father went to college, he attended the U.S. military Academy called, “The Citadel.” His study was chemical engineering. This was also the start to get his commission and join the army’s, 101st Screaming Eagles and become a paratrooper during WWII. I did not have time to visit the Citadel museum so I might have to return on another trip.


I am not sure if I can call these vacations anymore. Where we are retired now I would say they are just trips, excursions or adventures.


Many of my friends know I was once a Democrat who was a McGovern supporter. While I was stationed in Texas I shook McGovern’s hand by the Alamo, in San Antonio , during a rally. This particular political party left me behind many years ago.

Great Orators of the Democrat Party – PAST:

"One man with courage makes a majority." ~ Andrew Jackson

"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself." ~ Franklin D. Roosevelt

"The buck stops here." ~ Harry S. Truman

"Ask not what your country can do for you; ask what you can do for country." ~ John F. Kennedy


Great Orators of the Democratic Party today:

"It depends what your definition of 'is' is?'' President William Jefferson Clinton

"Those rumors are false. I believe in the sanctity of marriage." ~ John Edwards

"What difference does it make?" (Re: Benghazi) ~ Hillary Clinton

"I invented the Internet." ~ Al Gore (he did however vote to provide tax payer money for it’s startup)

"America is, is no longer, uh, what it, uh, could be, uh, what it was once was, uh, and I say to myself, uh, I don't want that future, uh, for my children." ~ Barack Obama

"I have campaigned in all 57 states." ~ Barack Obama (Quoted 2008)

"You don't need God anymore; you have us Democrats." ~ Nancy Pelosi (Quoted 2006) (A really, really stupid remark.)

"Paying taxes is voluntary." ~ Sen. Harry Reid

"Bill is the greatest husband and father I know. No one is more faithful, true, and honest than he is." ~ Hillary Rodham Clinton (Quoted1998)

"You have a business. You didn't build that. Someone else did!" ~ Barack Obama (Quoted 2012)

And the most ridiculous gem of wisdom, from the "Mother Superior Moron": "We just have to pass the Healthcare Bill to see what's in it." ~ Nancy Pelosi (Quoted March, 2010)

(As one Doctor said: “That is also the perfect definition of a stool sample.”)

A Great Republican: "Life is tough! It's even tougher when you are stupid.'' ~ John Wayne


Now I am on the Delmarva Peninsula and staying with a Navy Inn again. The internet and password are the same so my computer is happy. We drove all day (8 hours), had breakfast when we left but decided to have a nice dinner after we checked into Wallops Island, home of Surface Combat System Center (SCSC). It is located on a 6 square mile island with NASA.  There are so few people around it is weird.  The gate guard would open the gate electronically from his guard shack to let us in and out.  The gate was roughly a 10 foot high fence on rollers.  On my arrival there were about 8 men cooking on a bar-b-cue grill before they disappeared.  This was the most people I saw during my entire stay.  No base exchange, no club, no gas station, no commissary, just 3 or 4 buildings, a parking lot and a guard shack. The big building being what looked like a school for Navy training of Combat Systems.  The gate guard could jog around all the buildings in probably 5 minutes.

One funny thing, other than the ghost base item above.  A room is $70 and a suite is $70.  I took the suite, being the bargain hunter, penny pincher that I am.  All suites are on the second floor and all rooms on first floor.  The furniture in the rooms was sort of early Virginian, which was ornately carved cherry wood, no fiber board here, not even plywood.  Much better furniture than I have in my own house and those of the people I know.  The bed was a sleigh bed also cherry and carved.  I counted the drawers in the room in the 4 rooms of the suite, there were 21.  I was only sleeping there for two nights, our arrival and the one night after our day of exploring, so I did not unpack my suitcase as we would be leaving in the morning.  Not using all these drawers made me feel guilty so I put my glasses and wallet in one just before I went to sleep.  The Air Force would say we would be leaving at zero dark thirty.  There were probably only 4 or 5 other people and/or couples staying at the Inn but I did not see any of them, just their vehicles.

We had dinner at Ray’s Shanty on Chincoteague Road. If you drive the coast heading south after using the Cape May ferry this restaurant would be well worth the stop. I had ½ pound of steamed shrimp from North Carolina; it came with fries, slaw, and hush puppies. This meal was incredible and only $17.95. Patty had 2 crab cakes made in the facility with the same sides that I had for $21.95. Just an FYI my shrimp size was XL, probably 16 – 20 per pound. Another thing I noticed was this place also sells fresh seafood; the sign said uncooked North Carolina  shrimp the size I just ate, goes for $35 for 10 pounds (head and shell on). In New England we pay way too much for seafood and it is not as fresh. Patty and I were taken on a tour of the restaurant/facility while waiting for our table by the owner’s wife,.  The owner, her husband, Captain Ray Twiford we met on our way out of the restaurant.

Adjacent to this base is a NASA installation that commands the oldest rocket launch range in the U.S. This might be interesting as they do offer tours, but we are visiting Chincoteague National Park tomorrow to visit and photograph the wild horses on nearby islands.


We did get to go to the NASA museum on our way back from Chincoteague. I was becoming paranoid with all of the “Restricted Area,” signs on this base, plus those of the NASA and was wondering what they were hiding. There were probably nine parabolic dishes pointed toward the sky, some at least five stories high. More rockets are shot from this base then Cape Canaveral, Kennedy’s Space Station, approximately 30 per year. The next one is May 31. If you are an engineer in the field this would be the place to be. . Why might you ask, great food, low cost homes, incredible ocean views and parks and beaches everywhere.

I have always thought that buying a home on the Delaware portion of this three state peninsula as the state of DE has the 46th lowest tax rate of the lower 48 states. I guess taxes are most important to me anyway.

I did learn that the next full solar eclipse of the sun will be on August 21, 2017. A total solar eclipse will take place on Monday, August 21, 2017. A solar eclipse occurs when the Moon passes between Earth and the Sun, thereby totally or partly obscuring the image of the Sun for a viewer on Earth. Let us hope for good weather and no clouds as this phenomenon does not happen very often.


Having returned to my home once again I can return to my writing about inventions that changed mankind.  This week we will talk about the Stethoscope.

Many people have heard their stomach growling or listened to their heartbeat in the middle of the night.  But few know that inside the human body is a cacophony of sounds– from the gurgle of the intestines to the whisper of the lungs to the rush of the arteries and low rumble of other organs.  Doctors can draw conclusions about patient’s health depending upon the sounds they hear through a stethoscope.  The word “stethoscope” comes from the Greek words stehos, meaning “chest,” and skopein, meaning “to explore.”

Modern stethoscopes feature a round chest piece containing a hollow cup (bell) with a plastic disk, or diaphragm, inside it.  When the piece is placed on the patient’s chest, body sounds vibrate the diaphragm, creating sound waves that travel up hollow rubber tubes to the listener’s ears.  The bell transmits low-frequency sounds, while the diaphragm transmits higher-frequency sounds.

Rene Laennec invented the stethoscope in France in 1816.  Reportedly, while walking in Paris, Laennec saw two children sending signals to each other using a long piece of solid wood and a pin.  With an ear to one end, the child received an amplified sound of the pin scratching the opposite end of the stick.  After much experimentation, Laennec came up with the first stethoscope.  It consisted of a wooden tube and was connected to one ear only.  The tool was very similar to the ear trumpet, a device used by the hard-of-hearing to listen to conversations.

Flexible-tube stethoscopes for one ear arrived in 1840.  They were called ”snake ear trumpets.” In 1851 Irish physician Arthur Leared invented a binaural (two-eared) stethoscope which greatly improved the ability of a doctor to hear internal bodily sounds.

Today, physicians use many types of stethoscopes.  The acoustic stethoscope is the most familiar, but there are also electronic stethoscopes (stethophones) that electronically amplify body sounds.  They use a PC-based software that converts the sound into visual graphs that can be transmitted for remote diagnosis.

The invention of the stethoscope marked a major step in the redefinition of disease.  Formerly identified as a bundle of symptoms, disease in the current sense is considered a bodily problem even if there are no noticeable symptoms.  Using a stethoscope, a doctor can quickly tell the health of the lungs, heart, stomach, and intestines even if the patient notices no pain.


Here is another summer crockpot recipe. . .

Roasted Summer Squash with Pine Nuts and Romano Cheese


2 tablespoons olive oil
½ cup chopped yellow onion
1 medium red bell pepper chopped
1 clove garlic, minced
3 medium zucchini, cut into ½ -inch slices
3 medium summer squash, cut into ½ -inch slices
½ cup chopped pine nuts
1/3 cup grated Romano cheese
1 teaspoon Italian seasoning
1 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon black pepper
1 tablespoon unsalted butter, cubed
Springs of fresh basil (optional

1.  Heat oil in large skillet over medium-high heat.  Add onion, bell pepper and garlic; cook and stir 10 minutes or until onion is translucent and soft.  Remove to Crockpot slow cooker.  Add zucchini and summer squash; toss lightly.


I hate it when people forward bogus warnings, and I have even done it myself a couple times unintentionally... but this one is real, and it's important. So please send this warning to everyone on your e- mail list.

If someone comes to your front door saying they are checking for ticks due to the warm weather and asks you to take your clothes off and dance around with your arms up


They only want to see you in your birthday suit.

I wish I'd gotten this yesterday. I feel so stupid.


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Billy Graham was returning to Charlotte after a speaking engagement and when his plane arrived there was a limousine there to transport him to his home.

As he prepared to get into the limo, he stopped and spoke to the driver.

"You know" he said, "I am 87 years old and I have never driven a limousine. Would you mind if I drove it for a while?"

The driver said, "No problem. Have at it."

Billy gets into the driver's seat and they head off down the highway.

A short distance away sat a rookie State Trooper operating his first speed trap.

The long black limo went by him doing 70 in a 55 mph zone.

The trooper pulled out and easily caught the limo and he got out of his patrol car to begin the procedure.

The young trooper walked up to the driver's door and when the glass was rolled down, he was surprised to see who was driving. He immediately excused himself and went back to his car and called his supervisor.

He told the supervisor, "I know we are supposed to enforce the law...But I also know that important people are given certain courtesies. I need to know what I should do because I have stopped a very important person."

The supervisor asked, "Is it the Governor?"

The young trooper said, "No, he's more important than that."

The supervisor said, "Oh, so it's the President."

The young trooper said, "No, he's even more important than that."

The supervisor finally asked, "Well then, who is it?"

The young trooper said, "I think it's Jesus, because he's got Billy Graham for a chauffeur!"


Two nuns were shopping in a food store and happened to be passing the beer and liquor section.

One nun asks the other if she would like a beer.

The other nun answered that would be good, but that she would be queasy about purchasing it.

The first nun said that she would handle it and picked up a six pack and took it to the cashier.

The cashier had a surprised look and the first nun said, "This is for washing our hair."

The cashier without blinking an eye, reached under the counter and put a package of pretzel sticks in the bag with the beer saying, "Here, don't forget the curlers."


Sorry had to finish up with the jokes as it is Monday night and I have been very busy.

See some of you at exercise.....  George

for a copy with your morning coffee, put letter in subject line and email

older copies available with Walters additions as he thinks it makes the letter easier to read.

During my life I have had bar-b-que brisket a few times, mostly in Texas, as they seem to like smoked brisket.  I have had corned beef which is a brined brisket (either red or grey).  I have also helped cook corned beef while working for the 102nd Fighter Wing for St. Patrick's Day.  The smell I still remember to this day.  We could really stink up a building, it would take a couple of days to air it out.  I am planning to cook or smoke a beef brisket using my new smoker, a father's day present.   My daughter, Marcy, broke in the smoker with three pork tenderloins and I am proud of the way they came out.  She also made her own rub prior to the smoking part, a feat I am also going to try with this process.  Thank God for Google or in my case since I am at war with Google, I use  a new search engine on the block.  Most people have not heard of it yet.  This letter might not make my friend Walter's page as he does not eat anything that has a mother and/or face the same with my Swedish friend Ann.  I find it funny that he does eat most shellfish as he claims they have no faces.

I could stop right here and get back to briskets but during the 60s in exchange for learning the art of scrimshaw, a whaling thing, from a college professor whom I assisted with a grant to grow oysters on the ocean side of Cape Cod, Chatham MA.  Oysters do have a sex of either male or female like most species.  Therefore, they can be a mother or a father, so to speak.  They unfortunately have another quality, which is interesting  when times are bad they lose weight and become male and in times of plenty they become fat and female.

For some reason I remember the exact temperature, 68 degrees, with that temperature they let loose and start the mating process.  They never know their mate as they can’t move, they spend their whole lives in one spot.  The only movement they have is during the first three days of life.  In this form they are called “spat.”  They need to attach to a rock or another shell during this period of perish.  Even after this attachment process they might be over crowded in an area and again many new oysters perish.  We managed to grow the oysters on shells suspended from ropes tied to styrofoam blocks with some holes in the oyster shells and a half hitch knot tied.  They sort of looked like beads about 3 inches apart.  The shells with the attached spat, along with the styrofoam blocks were put in the harbor behind his house.  We took a pipe to draw in sea water into his cellar so we then could regulate the water temperature to artificially start the mating process.  The ocean water, on the ocean side was usually colder than normal for total control with the mating of oysters.

Little did I now that my friend Jenny, would later marry the professor’s cousin and become my son’s Godmother.  Such a small world, I wonder how she is doing, as it has been years since I have seen her or the professor.  As old as I am there is a good probability that they have past on.

Back to the brisket  . . .   This will be a three-step process.  I usually do not like to make anything that is hard to do or very long to make.  I am making the exception in this case.  Sort of like my old style chile that took four days to make.  It was a Kansas cowboy recipe received from an Air Force wife.  I still miss her as she was the best pinochle partner on the planet.  It was not unusual for us to win the weekly tournament on Wednesday night in the Phillippines NCO club two or three times a month.

Overnight soak  . . .  Put the brisket in a pan with beef broth, 1 cut up onion, ½  red, yellow, orange, and green bell peppers, 2 cut up apples, and some thyme overnight.

Dry brisket and then cover and pat down with the following rub.


    1/4 cup brown sugar
    1/4 cup sweet paprika
    3 tablespoons kosher salt
    1 tablespoon ground black pepper
    1 tablespoon garlic powder
    1 tablespoon onion powder
    1 tablespoon dried oregano
    One tablespoon dried savory
    2 teaspoons cayenne pepper


Mix brown sugar, paprika, salt, pepper, garlic powder, onion powder, oregano, savory, and cayenne pepper together in a bowl.

This is going to be Texas style as during my lifetime, to me anyway, this was by far the best tasting brisket.  Sorry, St. Patrick.

Soak wood chips in a bowl of water, 8 hours to overnight. (I am using mesquite wood.)

Preheat smoker to between 220 degrees F (104 degrees C) and 230 degrees F (110 degrees C). Drain woods chips and place in the smoker.

Smoke brisket in the preheated smoker, fat side up, until it has an internal temperature of 165 degrees F (74 degrees C), about 12 ½  hours. Wrap brisket tightly in butcher paper or heavy-duty aluminum foil and return to smoker.

Continue smoking brisket until an internal temperature of 185 degrees F (85 degrees C) is reached, about one hour more.

I have purchased the wood for the process now I need to go out and buy a brisket and use my time for the process.


Donation Request

Dear Friends:

I have the distinguished honor of being a member of the Committee to raise $50,000,000 for a monument to Hillary R. Clinton.

We originally wanted to put her on Mt. Rushmore until we discovered there was not enough room for her two faces.

We then decided to erect a statue of Hillary in the Washington, D.C. Hall of Fame. We were in a quandary as to where the statue should be placed.  It was not proper to place it beside the statue of George Washington, who never told a lie, or beside Barack Hussein Obama, who never told the truth, since Hillary could never tell the difference.

We finally decided to place it beside Christopher Columbus, the greatest Democrat of them all. He left not knowing where he was going, and when he got there he did not know where he was. He returned not knowing where he had been, and did it all on someone else's money.

Thank you,

Hillary R. Clinton Monument Committee

P.S. The Committee has raised $2.16 so far


THE LIST: Which do you not like?

I like the way this is phrased because it recognizes that the political class are "bought and paid for".  I believe that the basic premise is correct:  If you listen to Trump, he is hitting many of the hot buttons of the electorate.  But you have to listen to him and not be distracted by his showmanship (which is designed to give him free publicity since he's paying for his own campaign).

I like the list of 13 things that I, as a senior American citizen, want.

Trump is at least talking about issues that most Americans are concerned about.  Our Special Bucket List for 2016 ....


1.  Hillary: held accountable for her previous wrongs!

2. Put "GOD" back in America !!!

3. Borders: Closed or tightly guarded!

4. Congress: On the same retirement & healthcare plans as everybody else.

5. Congress: Obey its own laws NOW!

6. Language: English only! (I can give this up as I lived in a Polish speaking household.)

7. Culture: Constitution and the Bill of Rights!

8. Drug Free: Mandatory Drug Screening before & during Welfare!

9. Freebies: NONE to Non-Citizens!

10. Budget: Balance the damn thing!

11. Foreign Countries: Stop giving them our money!  Charge them for our help!  We need it here.

12. Fix the TAX CODE!

And most of all.


We the people are coming!  Only 86% will send this on.  Should be a 100%.

What will you do?

Please send it on; if only to one person.


It has been quite a while for me to write some more about the history of Otis AFB.  There is really quite a lot to write about this base, beginning with the name Otis.

In the early 1930s, the land comprising Otis was originally set aside as a campsite for the 26th Yankee Division or the National Guard. in 1933, an area was cleared for use as a grass runway. In February 1938, C. F. Hurley, the governor of Massachusetts, proclaimed the name of the camp as Camp Edwards in honor of Major General Clarence P. L. Edwards the first commander of the 26th Yankee Division. With the same proclamation, the airfield portion was named Otis Field in memory or Lt. Frank Jesse Otis, a Massachusetts National Guard pilot Who was killed on January 11, 1937 when the observation aircraft he was flying crashed into the Illinois River near Hannepen, Illinois. Lieutenant Otis was one of the first flight surgeons to attend the U.S. Air Corps School' of Aviation Medicine, which he completed in 1935.

During World War II, Camp Edwards and Otis Field were very active, as a training base and an anti-submarine patrol aircraft station, respectively. Only a few of the hundreds of wooden barracks buildings still stand which once housed more than 100,000 combat ready members of the Yankee Division.

With the completion of the Distant Early Warning (DEW Line) in 1958 the northern areas of the United States and Canada were well protected but both the Atlantic and Pacific Coasts were still vulnerable. Consequently, our radar warning networks were extended seaward at Otis AFB on the east coast and McClellan AFB on the west coast by using the 551st and 552nd Airborne Early Warning and Control Wings respectively. Today, these wings supplement our radar detection system along the entire coastal lengths of the United States.  I joined the Navy in 1958 and switched to the Air Force in 1962.  I arrived on Otis in 1963 after finishing my technical training.

The making of the runway system on Otis was the largest land clearing and leveling project on Cape Cod, with the second being probably the Cape Cod Mall.  At one time there was a Prisoner of War camp on Otis, which when talking to some older people held mostly prisoners from Italy captured during World War II.  I have used my metal detector to search the area and could only find footings of buildings and part of the fencing (double) about six feet apart which I assume were for dogs or guards petrolling the exterior of the prisoner encampment.  My metal detector found no coins but I did find one hunting knife belonging to a Boy Scout.  The scouts would camp in the woods in that area in the 60s and 70s.

The airfield was a NASA Space Shuttle launch abort site.  It was only able to be used during high inclination launches. The comparatively short main runway at Otis also made its use for this purpose unlikely when compared to other nearby installations such as Westover Air Reserve Base or Pease Air National Guard Base, both former Strategic Air Command installations with runways more than 2,000 feet longer than Otis.

I could go on and on having been part of three different units affiliated with the base over my lifetime.  Perhaps I will pick a different area next time.


So Very British! Not a word spoken but funny.

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About three months ago I mentioned I could not stand to watch the “My Pillow” commercials any longer and gave in.  I ordered two, as one is always free.  Patty and I used the data in the fitting guide and our sleeping habits and ordered two different sizes, blue and green, green being softer.  These colors are just a guide as the all the pillows are white.  Colors only have to do with the amount of filling inside the pillow.

She liked her green coded one right off.  I found mine, blue, very uncomfortable, very hard.  They exchanged my pillow free of charge as advertized and shipping was also free.  I now also have a green model and am very happy.

We liked the pillows so much we purchased another pair of pillows for the guest room and to take advantage of a $10 reduced price offer.

Ya gotta love the South !!

The owner of a golf course in Georgia was confused about paying an invoice, so he decided to ask his secretary for some mathematical help.

He called her into his office and said, “Y’all graduated from the University of Georgia and I need some help. If I wuz to give yew $20,000, minus 14%, how much would you take off?”

The secretary thought a moment, and then replied, “Everthang but my earrings.”

A senior citizen in Louisiana was overheard saying, “When the end of the world comes, I hope to be in Louisiana .”

When asked why, he replied, “I’d rather be in Louisiana ‘cause everythang happens in Louisiana 20 years later than in the rest of the world.”

The young man from Mississippi came running into the store and said to his buddy, “Bubba, somebody just stole your pickup truck from the parking lot!”

Bubba replied, “Did y’all see who it was?”

The young man answered, “I couldn’t tell, but I got the license number.”

North Carolina
A man in North Carolina had a flat tire, pulled off on the side of the road, and proceeded to put a bouquet of flowers in front of the car and one behind it. Then he got back in the car to wait.

A passerby studied the scene as he drove by, and was so curious he turned around and went back. He asked the fellow what the problem was.

The man replied, “I got a flat tahr.”

The passerby asked, “But what’s with the flowers?”

The man responded, “When you break down they tell you to put flares in the front and flares in the back. I never did understand it neither.”

A Tennessee State trooper pulled over a pickup on I-65.   The trooper asked, “Got any ID?”

The driver replied, “Bout whut?”

The Sheriff pulled up next to the guy unloading garbage out of his pick-up into the ditch. The Sheriff asked, “Why are you dumping garbage in the ditch? Don’t you see that sign right over your head.”

“Yep,” he replied. “That’s why I’m dumpin’ it here, ‘cause it says: ‘Fine For Dumping Garbage.’”

Y’all kin say whut y’all want ‘about the South, but y’all never heard o’ nobody retirin’ an’ movin’ North.

That is it for this week.  I will try to get the brisket cooked and give a taste report.  Off to my exercise class.