Excuse Me

Please excuse my inablility to master this Posting of my blogs for I still after all this time have difficulty in setting the pictures with the blog itself, maybe by the next century I will master it, but anyhow here is the Third Medal Dad my Hero received. As I said it is the Distinguished Flying Cross

Hero's Medals

 For his unselfish service, courage, and dedication to God and his Country my Hero received many awards but these three I worship as though they were mine.Top Left The Distinguished Flying Cross, Top Right  The Air Medal, and the Lower Center the very recognizable Purple Heart...

These are the Pictures of  the resting place of my Hero's plane "The Bad Penny", on it's approach to runway at their base The Bad Penny hit a clump of trees due to the extensive flack damage caused while on a bombing run into France..Notice the Tail cleared the rest of the deb re. The picture on the Left shows the skid path of The Bad Penny....  

My Hero

Here it is a lazy Saturday afternoon, my mind is wandering for a topic to blog about, I could rant about the economy and how our President (and I use that term lightly) is single handily destroying this countries economy and my what I thought was a great retirement nest egg. Just this past week he opened his mouth about how he was going to further hand cuff  the banks and big businesses with Government takeovers and as soon as he opened his mouth the DOW lost over 2% of it's earnings even before his speech was finished,and then loose again triple digit loses in the next two sessions, thank the good Lord for Weekends and the Market is closed.

As I was saying I could rant about this unfortunate administration but something more near and dear to my heart came to mind, my true hero DAD. Dad is 92 and very much a Hero. Born and raised in the little town of Frackville Pa. a small mining town in Carbon County, dad was one of 3 brothers Harry, John and Louis, dad was a football and Basketball player in High School and graduated form Frackville High after which he sort of got bogged down going to dead end jobs with no future, the war broke out in Europe and with this my hero decided to enlist so on September 12th 1939 my hero was sworn into the Army Air Corp. My Hero did not see a lot of action his first couple years for the United States was not fully involved in the war at that time so my Hero went from Tech School to Tech School learning the trade that would be his responsibility once he was involved in the fighting and that trade was Tail Gunner and Turret Gunner on a B-26 Marauder.I sat down many times to talk to my hero about the war and his part in it and guess what he said I am not the hero ,the ones that never returned were the True Hero's. Typical huh. My Hero Flew into the jaws of hell 64 times,each time being peppered by flack and anti aircraft fire then as they were leaving the encountered the German Lufafa, my Hero would sit on the edge of his seat as if he were flying a mission all over again, he tried to explain to me what it was like trying to shoot down one of those German planes, how if you flipped a dime into the air and watch it pass your eyes, that is about how much time you had to aim and fire. My Hero was flying on about his forty something mission when they encounter lots of body damage to the plane and their hydraulics were hit and if you know anything about  hydraulics when they go you can't lower landing gears, the airplanes flaps are inoperative in other words the planes life blood is spewing and you are in a world of hurt. My Hero recalls that day as if it were yesterday, the Marauder also affectionetly called The Bad Penny was limping on approach to a field in England when disaster struck, The Bad Penny hit some trees and broke apart as you can see in the pictures, five of the seven crew were killed one severly injured my Hero was in the tail and was thrown tail and all  away from the rest of the reckage,banged up and dazed my Hero survived to fly another day, and that he did he completed a total of 64 missions on board "Thumbs Up"

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NEWS

          Last night I was sitting at home watching a lot of nothing on TV waiting for my main men Bill O'Reilly and Sean Hannity two men I found to be able to eloquently express views many of them the same as mine but when it comes to politics only a lot better than I could ever. They come on starting at 8:00 pm here in the east and then again at 11:00 pm, I watch them at 11:00 because the house is so much more quiet, the granddaughter is in bed so are my son and future daughter in law, Anna is asleep on the couch opposite me with her feet over my lap getting there daily massage, that is a nightly ritual that keeps the honeymoon going, but that's another story, my rant today is why do the local news channels feel it is necessary to scroll news across the bottom of the screen, the same news that was  just told by the anchorman or will be told before the newscast is finished? Personally I find it very annoying, now don't get me wrong I am not a dumb guy, I can walk and chew gum at the same time, is it they try to cram as much violence, crime and failing politics as they can in as little time as they can, people are not depressed enough they have to fan the flames.

PRIME TIME
      Another rant I have is those annoying ads of upcoming programming. Why do they insist on blocking the program that is on to advertise what will be on usually a week or so. They don't have enough time between station breaks to announce what's coming up. I am not talking about the station logo that sits in the corner, usually the left corner of the screen they are annoying but I can handle them I mean the ones that pop up from no where in full motion flashing flashlights and peeking at you from behind the program they are sponsoring, one night I was watching a war movie,can' recall the name of it but it had subtitles when the Germans were speaking and low and behold there were those damn ads actually blocking the subtitles, let me tell you I was so pissed off I turned the movie off, but you know what they say it is bette to be pissed off than pissed on.

Bill O'Reilly

Seasons

I am sitting here in my family room not thinking of anything in particular Anna is laying next to me chatting to a sister in Texas,  it occured  to me how fast seasons come and go, not just the weather season but the sports season. As of this past Saturday the football season here in Philly came to an abrupt end with Dallas soundly defeating our beloved Feables aka Eagles. Now don't get me wrong I pretty much live, die and bleed Green but it is becoming  a seasonal habit that the team gets the fans to a fever pitch and then tears their hearts out loosing the big one,  I have no idea were the Eagles team that won the last 6 games to end the season 11 and 5 went, but then again thats the Eagles. Oh well will get them next year, or maybe not!!
Ok hear we are in the dead of winter the football season is over at least for the home team, this for me is the worst time of the year, not that it is cold and snowy, but I, not being a fan of basketball or hockey have to wait until the fighting Phils start training camp I believe is sometime in April so I guess I will have to entertain myself with those ice skateing and ski compititions "yikes."