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Richard Meek '65

Last night while watching election returns I had a vision (this is the only one ever). Carnack The Magnificent, All Knowing and All Omniscient appeared (Ed McMahon was not with him). He predicts that the Republicans, Democrats and Libertarians will all change their names to reflect the make up of their leadership and dominant fringe members. Therefore they will all select a nut to be their party symbol. The Republicans will select the pecan for two reason. They want to maintain their stronghold in the South and it will fit in with their longtime acronym. Their new acronym will be the GOPP, the Grand Old Pecan Party (hmmm). The Democrats really liked the almond but realized that they needed the walnut in there because they are both so healthful. They also wanted to include progressive so people would no longer think of them as liberal. so in the future they will be the Progressive Almond and Walnut Party, PAWP. The Libertarian Party has decided to change their name to The Hazelnut Party. Who has a clue how their thought processes work. Go figure. So there you have Carnack's predictions. I'll let you know if he appears again with anymore.

Keep on dancing.

Rich LH

Breathe, Smile, Go Slow

Lloyd Pond

OK, Beau, I have a doggie story too! On Wednesday nights I get together with a group of folks to play mandolin. One of the members brings his older Corgi, Eddie. Eddie just loves the music. He saunters in and goes around the circle of players stopping to say Hello to each one and getting a head scratch or pat as he goes. Then he goes to the middle of the cicrcle and flops down to listen to the twangy music. All of us older people fawn over him like we were those 9 year olds you read with.  I'll try to take his picture and post it.

Beau Wann, Jr.

Lloyd...thanks for the story...I can just picture Eddie groovin to the music...I love the corgis breed...so much personality, as you can attest to...waitin on those pics...

HEY ROBER T...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO A WELL PRESERVED YOUNG MAN...

Bernd Joachim Tonat

No corgi, Beau, but 2 snowdogs

in Potsdam last winter near castle Sanssouci (without sorrows). Dogs not interested in Italian menues.

bjt

Richard Meek '65

Bernd, those dogs look like they're thinking "Why aren't we inside by the fire"? That's kind of the look my dog kept giving me last week when we got caught in a cold rain about a half mile from home.

Good weekend for football if you're a Red Raider or an Aggie. Not so good if you're a Cougar, Bear or a Longhorn. I will  remind you that HBU is undefeated in football.

The Rushin Setter is still like a bottomless pit. this morning I was slicing up a peach to put on cereal and this dog was going nuts trying to get around me so she could slurp the peaches out of the bowl. I've never known a dog that is so fervent about fruit and veggies. Man she'll climb all over me to get peaches, bananas (including the peel), cantaloupe or any kind of berries. She is also fond of tomatoes, celery and bell peppers. She has pulled bell peppers off the plants many times. She does eat them, not just pull them. It will be interesting to see if this continues when she is grown. She isn't an aspiring vegan though. She is happy with any kind of meat she can get hold of. I guess it is safe to say she is the proverbial chow hound. She loves her Purina One Puppy chow and the cat's kibbles. Miss Liz is a hoot.

Burge, glad to see in a posting that Ping is recovering.

C Ephus, where you be boy? We haven't heard from you this weekend. Have you been up in Normangee directing the annual venison harvest? A friend of mine who is an avid hunter says he stays home opening weekend of deer season and New Year's Eve because that's when the amateur hunters and drunks are out in abundance. Having a supply of venison for chili now that cold weather is here is almost enough to get me to go back to hunting . . .almost.

Time to return to my capitalistic pursuits.

Keep on dancing,

Rich LH

Sometimes you have to travel far to realize the value of what is near

Beau Wann, Jr.

Good Morrow Mine Fine Waltripians,
      Hey Rich, just back from ye olde country place...me and yon sidekicks, John Boy and Cooper...
saw plentiful wildlife...Even sat in the stands for a spell just gazing in wonderment at all the critters...coyotes...deah...(new england for deer)...hawgs galore...coons...rabits and such...

Coop and Jacks noses had a collective field day...Didnt hear much gunfire, just two shots from the folks behind us...shot twice, first one missed, 2nd didnt...I assume he got a deah...a little doey eyed deah...we could have taken some youngsters, but we were looking for the cull buck...did see a 10 pointer, and a non-typical rack on a big ol boy, past his prime, probably 9 and a half years old, way past any passing on of good genes...saw them on camera only! Guess thats how they got to be old...real crafty and stealthy...I will add a picture or two of our critters...

Had a bit of excitement up at the old homestead... 5 of Ms Jones burrows or donkeys got loose...just strolling down the road, not a care in the whirld, pretty as you please...the ring leader was a rather large white, real furry fellow or Ma'am...then three smaller ones, and baby makes 5...we were just headed out the gate to town for a burger and stuff when here they come...Ms Jones Nephew, Big Don, was trailing them on foot, whilst his son was taking the Arctic Cat off the trailer...well, we thought, "we will do a good deed and hep em"...you know what they say about good deeds dont you..."no good deed goes unpunished"...yup!!!! I back the truck up and head north on our road, and race about half a mile and Kevin and I get out, and he has the idear to jump the fence and head em off and back the way they came...here comes the punishment...Kevin gets on top of the fence and jumps, catching his already broke leg, and he comes down on, which leg??? yup, the broke one witth the steel rod and nuts and bolts in it...hurts his knee...so, I have to race south a half mile and out the gate and north half mile and pick up Mr, "lets hep em out"...

I thought he rebroke laig, or jammed the rod up into his knee...turns out it is the tendons and or cartilage on the right side of the knee that he says was hurt long before he broke said laig...WHATEVER!!!!!! so we head back to close the gate, and the dang donkeys are now on our place, with Glenn and Big Don in hot pursuit on a couple of Arctic Cats...Man they are all hauling...so we block the main road north, and sure nuff, here they come...Ol Jack and Coop are just having a fit to join in the pursuit...well, as it turns out, Jack is, coop just wants jack to get out so he can take a nap...I turn Jack loose and he runs right at the offending democrats...(I'll get to that in a minute)...

Jack barks a couple of times, and heads for the larger of the donkeys and that mean ol democrat kicked and just missed jack, to which jack decides that his work was done, so he runs over and sits beside the truck...So I head for the dems and take my hat off, and waved it in the air at em, and promptly get Kicked at...So I figgered my work was done, and head on over to the truck and take my place beside Jack...he looking at me, and me looking at him...like, "what were we thinking"????

Ms Jones has now come out and is watching the fracus with much glee, (the woman is a sadist)...she hollars over to me, cackling, "hey boy, you finally get that mule to talk to you"???
"Yes Ma'am" says I,  and before I could say anything else, she cackles, "I'll bet he told you and your cur dog there, to go over and stand by the truck"...she was just cackling to high heaven...
I sure am glad me and jack could entertain her...meanwhile ol Kevin is moanin and groanin from his hurt knee, so I toss him some pain killer, a Michelob, and ask him to be a little quieter, so as not to disturb Coopers Nap...to which I got some kind of sign language throwed at me...the ingrate!!!! "hey" says I, "I could a left you up by the proposed north gate, mr sign language broke knee idjit"...or words to that effect...

Big Don and Glenn and Ms Jones finally get the runaway democrats corraled on her place...we locked our gate, and headed to town, and as we got even with Ms jones, she comes over and leans on the truck and says, "looks like the last election got ALL the democrats a runnin for the hills"...(thats where I got the donkey as a democrat idear...Ms Jones is a staunch democrat by the way...I asked her if we could get anything for her from town, and she says, "how about a bottle of whiskey and a burger and fries"...I say, "how bout just a burger and fries, cause I dont want to be contributing to the delinquency of a minor with the whiskey"...she cackles and says, "you must be a republican"..."yesum" says I..."Good" she says, "I like to keep things lively around here"..."so, you go on ahead, and keep trying to get my mules to talk, but bring ME the apples instead of the mules"....cackle cackle cackle...(yeah yeah yeah you old bitty)..."well, you have a good day Ms Jones, and we will bring you a burger and fries from JTs"...

So, we went to town and got ourselves a good burger and semi-ok fries at JTs...the people there are weird, but the food is good...took Ms Jones her burger and fries and she was very pleasnt, and offered to pay us, but I told her it was on the house...always willing to help out the old people...to which she cackled, "well boy, you haint zactly no sprang chicken your own self"...cackle cackle cackle..."have a nice day Ms Jones", says I...

Certainly was an interesting trip this time...Put ice on Kevins knee and it seems to be some what better...Got most of the ranch roads mowed...such sweet sweet smelling grass...no wonder Ms Jones livestock like coming over to our place...

Rode Pegasus Saturday...brother in law joined me on his softtail...we rode to brenham for lunch and then to Bellville, where they were having their First Saturday Fair...lots of home made jewelry and stuff...bought some local honey from Dave, or rather his daughter...seems dave had a heart attack and was resting up and getting  use to his stint...he must be a hunnert...first time I saw him, he was selling honey out of his truck, and stopped by the Hill burger joint...I went to his truck, and was asking him about the honey and how much etc, and he is deaf as a post, which made for an interesting conversation, because I am deaf as a post, pre hearing aid days...wait and eight both sound alike to deaf people, so he said 8 dollars, to which I thought he was saying wait till I hollars, so I waited, until he finally hollard, "well, you gonna buy a jar, or just lean agin my truck"...to which I thought he said" Is your door ajar and stuck"???, finally my good friend Don whom I was having lunch with, came over and helped us finalize the transaction...having later described verbatim what words had been flung helplessly about between Me and Dave...that is between Don crackin up and all...sure am glad folks have fun off me...one is glad to be of service!!!!!!!

I bought a quart jar of honey at the fair, and his daughter asked me if I wanted my HONEY in a sack...I said, "with all my heart", after she thought about it,  she just giggled and laughed, and so did I...she certainly is a "looker" that one...but a good sport...me too...

I certainly wish everyone could feel the joy and love about something like I feel for riding my Harley...just a feeling so indescribable...kinda like when a grandchild says "I love you" and you know they mean it...

Time to get ready for Coopers class...keep the sun at your xis and ride boldly ride...and watch out for them donkeys...

 I think that ol boy wants some corn...this ol boy is about 9 or 10 points...one of the many coyotes...How does this dang camera work anyway...hello???

wooly mammoth sleepin in my jeans...

notice the blanket with the lump, and the paw sticking  out...annie bob...Kevins german short haired pointer, Carly...beautiful, eh???

the picture on the left is why there is no power to one of the trailers...one stinking miserable &^%$^#&$*%^( mouse...the picture on the right is a duct tape fix, which didnt last too long anyway, but thats what you do in the country, make do...

John Burgess Webb

well,i cant read the silence but as shock;does it not inspire?a system founded with wisdom and consent,does what it was supposed to do?by a peaceful exchange of power by election;the separation of powers within the core of government.progressives have hated that  since the civil war.their philosophy is based in the mind experiment of sosocrates and considered(as in plato's"republic")all property and wealth belonged to this" XX" state and it was supported by slave mines.to some progressives plato"was the perfect man living in a perfect state,slavery?yes.(anyone for gulag?); and hegel was they're god.why would we want to go back to that?the left is furious,how can they be wrong?therein lies the problem for them and why they were rejected.most people are caucious and dont understand the esoteric nature of politics;they recognize arrogance through a visceral realization.i know a guy here who is a 'yellow dog democrat' and didnt understand how the national debt was trippled in just a few months.arrogance .educated?good;eltist?...not outside the university please.(except in the marines,special forces and seals). 

 ps

thanks for the e-mail rich.i noticed that people on the 65 site were discusing the elections in a quite mature way.i guess its me.mea culpa

Richard Meek '65

Beau, what would be your guess on the weight of that hog eyeing your feeder? Man your neighbor sounds like a character. Sometime you should tell her that you and the mule are having a nice discourse lately once he felt he could trust you and the apple supply held up. Pretty interesting story about the donkeys. Has little similarity to the Keystone Cops methinks. Certainly seems that the country estate of the Duke of DuBarry isn't stuffy and proper! You have a stock tank up there don't you? I was wondering if we'd be hearing about tractors and other equipment winding up in the tank. It's always something Margaret!

Burge don't sweat it. People just have things that take up their time. Also keep in mind that balance is the key to everything. Hard Right is just as dangerous as Hard Left. Today in the 72nd anniversary of Kristalnacht in Germany. You have to keep it out of the extremes for things to work. Neither extreme is the solution. Actually I don't think there is a "solution". Life is just a work in progress. Glad to hear that Ping is recovering. I hope that is still the case. You should be having some pretty nippy weather up there  in NE Texas. Has the snow flown yet?

I hope as many of you folks as can will make it to Fudd's tonight. Good friends, good conversation (some of it true) and good food. A win, win, win evening. Beau have you tried the wild boar burger at Fudd's ? I did last month, very tasty! That hog you have a picture of is burgers on the hoof!

Hey tomorrow is Jim Taylor's birthday in case you weren't keeping up! Jim will be 58. He was the first 12 year old to graduate from Waltrip. I can't remember since it is his birthday, do we buy him a drink or does he buy the first round for everyone? I know let's settle this by voting on it. Everyone send in your vote asap so we can have a count by 5:00. Since we're doing it electronically there won't be any hanging chads.

Hey Ted I haven't had anymore visions so I guess it wasn't the wine.

Keep on dancing,

Rich LH

Breathe, Smile, Go Slow

Beau Wann, Jr.

Good Morrow Mine Fine Waltripines,
       Well, glory be!!!! I finally found away to walk both John Boy and Mr Ed...together...Amazing how I figured it out...Normally my "BLACK AND WHITE" thinking mind, only sees problems and not the solution, but I jumped on this right off...wow, wish I'd done this some time ago. Ol Jack is always out front sometimes pulling Cooper and myself...at least 300 pounds, plus Jacks weight of almost 100...that ol boy is a sled dog for sure!!!!! I am just amazed when my mind figures something out, especially that easy...

Alert the media...last friday, my mind was fixated on our Christmas tree in the box in the corner in the dark in the attic...I decided that I needed to retrieve ye olde yuletide ytree, so up in the attic I went, knees and back and everything else complaining all the way up...then, once up there you have to bend over some, and duck under a cross beam/rafter, after smashing the peewaddelly snot out of your head, bringing tears to your eyes...I COULD NOT FIND THE FURSLERGINER TREE...plus, every joint and tendon and bone and muscle was just protesting something awful...not to mention the new lump on my punkin haid...found it is real hard to turn around and get up and down in the dang attic...not just the attic, any tight place!!! So down the ladder I come, groanin and moain and pissed off because I hurt, and banged my head, and I couldnt find the dang tree...how do you lose a Christmas tree in the attic???? Now I have to wait for my beloved...time passes...DW is HOME...yeaaaaaaaa!!!! ITS CHRISTMAS TREE TIME!!!

"You want to what..."???? she says some what annoyed. "Really sweetie, I have to get the tree out and set it up, NOW", says I!!!! "I cant wait for after Thanksgiving, I HAVE TO HAVE IT SET UP NOW" I'm pleading my case..."Ok, let me change clothes first", she says disbelieving...
time passes...DW is climbing up the stairs and disappears into the maw of the atticsphere...
I climb up just where my head is looking in! Just in time to see DW walk head long into the cross beam with her head...WHAM...she almost fell down, and almost cried...of course I'm apologizing like crazy, and tell her that I had smacked my head on that very same cross beam just hours before..."You trying to make me feel better" she moans..."It doesnt, SO DONT"...

After she recovers from the death blow to the head, (kill an ordinary woman) she resumes her search, and VOILA...and EUREKA...ye olde yon yuletide tree...found...yeaaaaaaa!!!! We get the tree down and I am just possessed at getting it set up, and so I do...meanwhile, DW is breathing a sigh of relief and drinking Jack Daniels from the bottle...Nah, just funnin ya, and her...

The tree is a 7 and 1/2 foot cashmere fully lighted tree we got at half price from target a year ago...we use to go up to 2920 and cypress rosehill tree farm and cut one every year for the last 10 years or so...took the grandkids and Lucy etc...that place is great...go if you havent been...you dont even have to buy a tree, but we did like I said, for the last 10 years...you get to pick out  your very own tree, and cut same down...Last year or the year before, the trees dried out terribly even though they were fresh, and in water...had to take the last one down Christmas eve and out of the house...threat of fire was scareing me...so we got the Cashmere fully lighted one. it is a slim tree, so really only takes up vertical space and about 3ft of horizontal space...works great and looks even better...

So now we/I, (dont think DW is ready to claim responsibility for the early tree) have our tree up and lighted and on...No other decorations on it yet, but I'm good with what we have...Dont know why I just had to have the tree up before Thanksgiving...Any of youse youtes ever put your tree up first week in November???? YES??? NO???? MAYBE??? ALL OF THE ABOVE???? SOME OF THE ABOVE???? NONE OF THE ABOVE?????

Well, I'm happy now, so yall can relax...I just know youse were worried about that, eh what???

Coop did his teaching stint yesterday...kids were just adorable...although Westin had to ask me what Coopers name was...Hmmm...Scott doesnt say much, actually anything at all...He just comes over and takes his book out of his backpack and lays down by coop and coop puts his head on Scotts back, and Scott trys to read...He stumbles on just about everyword, even the short one and two letter words, just like westin...seems like I'm reading the book instead of them...Oh well, maybe they will get better...Morgan doesnt have so much trouble...she reads pretty well for an older lady...(remember she told me she was an "OLDER 8").  Why, I'm and older 8 too...REAL OLDER...She reads with such emphasis on her words, and great eye and facial expression...

Well, ok...guess I will sing off for now, I know I know, YEAAAAAAAAA!!!!! Well, I'm just trying to get yall to having a good time, even if it is at my expense...any of youse youtes want to go hog and mouse hunting???? think I am going to put together a safari...anyone have a good remedy or poison or traps for mice???? the only solution for hogs, is traping or shooting them, or both...

Today is Fudds...dont forget...I expect to see at least 400 people there tonight...I know, fudds would love it...did you know that Lubys is not doing well, but the same people own Lubys and Fudds, and Fudds has helped save Lubys...or words to that effect...of course, mismanagement could lead to the demise of both, lets hope not...eh hoser!!!!

keep the sun at your six and ride boldly ride...

DOD...wildlife wisperer...and Christmas guy...

See...there it is, in all it's glorious splendor...ye olde yuletide tree...

Beau Wann, Jr.

Hey Rich, that ol hog probably goes around 350 pounds, but the one next to him is even bigger...

I think Jim should buy the first round of burgers...that ol hog in the picture would be TOO RANK to make into burgers or anything else...now piglets are a a hog of a different taste...very tasty and tender...

Dont have a tank yp there yet, but do have a creek that meanders up on the northeast side...gonna dam it up and make a tank, so I can have a place for the rolling stock...

Did you say Extremes are not good???? I like extreme beans, wrapped in bacon and cooked in butter...

Was looking at a receipe in Cowboys and Indians periodical, and it starts out with sirloin, and about a gallon of LARD...I dont know anyone that uses lard anymore...Lord, lard is out...

I think I will try the Buffalo Burger, mainly because they both start with a B...

It doesnt matter what side of the parapet you dance on, just dance...and sing...and swing that tambourine, and a hey nonni nonni and a hot cha cha...

they looked cold, so I covered them up...tell me John Boy and Mr Ed dont have a good life...

Jackie Crowe (Finch)

Hey all,

Burge, so sorry about Ping -- glad she's on the mend and what action did you take with your neighbors!  I'd be fuming!  Plus it's just plain scary - not only  endangering your dogs but to humans - what about a child -- that was an awful story that Kay told ----

Enjoyed everyone pictures and stories --- Bernd, Lloyd, Rich, Robert, BroBeau ---

Talking about Fuddrucker's being bought -- yes, Pappas Brother bought them and Lubys.  My boss had lunch with Harris Pappas.  As succussful as they are with their Pappadeux, Pappasitos, Pappa's BBQ, they should make a change for the "good" - but guess we'll see.

Hope all you deer hunters had a good "opening" weekend.  My son was excited that he got time off - he's hunting in Llano.  Phone reception is bad there so don't know whether he got a deer or not -- however,  I think that's just 1/2 the fun -- just stomping around the deer lease and being with the hunting gang is the other side of fun.

Don't forget Fuddrucker's tonight ---

Hugs,

J

Richard Meek '65

Beau you can still buy lard at Kroger. A lot of folks still use to make tortillas and tamales. That's part of the traditional recipes. Pork fat is actually great to cook with because of the texture and flavor it gives. Some of the diet police are now saying that maybe butter and lard aren't as bad as they thought because they're natural. It's best to stay away from them but they're better than margarine or trans fats.  There's obviously a lot of money to be made in dietary studies. Then every six to eight years you come out with revised findings and sell new books etc.

If you like double B's you were probably a fan of Buffalo Bob on the Howdy Doody Show!

On the subject of the Christmas tree. Are you responsible for all the big box stores already having they're Christmas decorations up? They beat you though they had theirs up before Halloween. DW must have the patience of a saint! Will you be pestering DW at 12)1 AM December 26th that you have to take the Christmas tree down because Valentines will be here soon?

I would say that your critters are like mine. . .they have things going their way! It's good to be a pet at the Wann of Meek household!!!

Later dudes and dudettes.

John Burgess Webb

ping is doing fine jackie;shar pei are tough little dogs.hey tony,see you logged on;come sit a spell.so many have something to say.

Jackie Crowe (Finch)

Burge, good to hear ---- but still --------

Hey Tony, will we see you tonight at Fudd's - how about you Missy Paige?

BroBeau - love your Christmas tree - from what I'm hearing from other friends, you aren't the only one putting up their trees early --- it's a beautiful time of the year -- so make it last.

Okay - I want to hear some Hi's out there!!!

Hugs,

J

Bernd Joachim Tonat

On the way to Fudds with a Trabbi (Trabant). This GDR-vehikle runs up to 60 miles (if it runs) and stinks like hell, you have to add oil to the gasoline. We found it lately near the Elbe river.

You had to wait only 10 or more years to get one of these luxurious cars and some people in East-Germany still are telling about the good old days. But exactly 21 years ago the wall was torn down and people in East-Germany could buy a real car - every old car from the west was sold to East-Germans and I from West-Berlin could visit all the historical places I was not able to visit before - without a passport!

And no Russian, British, French and American soldiers anymore and no borders anymore! But German soldiers in Albania and Afganistan. The world has changed completely and almost without war for sixty years now in Europe.

The Schicksalstag (fateful day) November 9 has been the date of important events in German history.

In 1848  the liberal leader Robert Blum was executed. It was the end of the Revolution of 1848 in the German states.

In 1918 the monarchy in Germany ended when Emperor Wilhelm II is dethroned in the November Revolution and Philipp Scheidemann proclaimed the Weimar Republic from a window of the Reichstag. Two hours later Karl Liebknecht proclaimed  a "Free Socialist Republic" from a balcony of the Berlin Stadtschloss, but that really did not work, just have a look at that car above, even though it´s fun to drive.

In 1923 the Beer Hall Putsch (8-9 November) marked the emergence of the Nazi Party as an important player on Germany's political landscape.

In 1938 in the Reichskristallnacht, (9-10 November) synagogues and Jewish property were burned and destroyed on a large scale. More than 1,300 Jews were killed.

In 1989 the fall of the Berlin Wall ended German separation and lead to the German reunification. 9 November was considered as the date for German Unity Day, but as it was also the anniversary of Kristallnacht, this date was considered inappropriate as a national holiday. The date of the formal reunification of Germany, 3 October 1990, therefore, was chosen as the date for the holiday instead.

On this important day for German history you are meeting at Fudds. Just have a thought how important freedom and democracy are.

bjt

Teddie Jordan

Bernd, Amen!

Scotty Croom

what a great time at fudds...most of regulars...new faces---carleen smith and husband, jim brown 65, mary peek....jim taylor---happy birthday----coach was emory bellard...

John Burgess Webb

bernd,great observation and lesson on the national socialist and communist methods.its ironic that the roots of both are found in the progressive movement.from 1880 to 1920 they were high profile in england and america.their experiments with eugenics were limited to sterilization;their aim was the 'purification'of the human race.when hitler expressed interest in their experiments they dropped off the political scene(but for some officials)and using grant money from foundations here,brought eugentics to the german doctors and eventually mengela broadened their experments to genocide in germany.the national socialists were the "right wing" of the progressive movement.it started with steralization and abortion and ended in genocide(all legal)persia was an ally of nazi germany at that time and still denies the holocost. the bolcheviks had their own brand of socialism and mostly considered the 'evolution of marxism' too slow and ravaged urasia with violence under lenin.ironicly,the russian revolution was a german provacation in their war with the russians.the 'new left' reserected the term progressive as an enotuous label enfering "progress";thusly,we have socialism in three incarnations.'radical' right and left are two sides of the same coin.a perfect society ruled by an educated elite with emphesis on total control in a police state.facism and communism differ with slight neuances and the war between them was racial.the german thought of their superiority over the rus and slavic peoples put them at odds with fellow socialists.soviet socialists and national socialists were both totalitarian;humanism and the materalist view are commom to both.the state is all powerful and the individual was of no importance.the writings of the early progressives including john dewey and john burgess are extant;so what i have said is within everyones ability to scrutinise.google the progressive movement and research .the documents on eugenics are in what is left of their foundation archives,explored and reserched by edwin black.the democrat party was nothing to them but a tool to enable the dismantaling of our economy and our constitution.what they plan behind closed doors is the demise of america and the control of the world under socialist rule.you or i are nothing.the democrat party was taken over as a means to an end.regardless of the propaganda and front organizations,the progressive movement is about the subjecation of the entire human race  with the view of eliminating the "inferior"by sterilization,abortion and  eventually selective breeding the 'viable' genes and culling the inferior;by war and famine(concentrated on any "barbarian" peoples.("to be swept away".)thats their words.never think that the progressives love you or the handicaped or disabled,the "feeble minded"(thousands were sterilized in the first quarter of the twentieth century here in american asylums) or people of color.the charade is just a means to their ends,a super race in a super state.it is justified and reenforced by the mathmatics of economic enviroment;if there are too many mouths to feed from the limited production of the earth ;the "mouths"must be eliminated,one way or another.(the russians drop tens of thousands of ak47s and ammunition all over africa.it dosnt matter who picks them up and uses them;the supliers are satisfied that africans will kill africans.

your description of east germany juxtaposed to west germany makes me wonder why such an utter failure can be forced on us by   "the new left".communism is not dead yet;the communist party usa offered an evaluation of the election on nov 2,stating that "it was a great setback for the democrat party and the goals of labor and the people's agenda"you see,the communist party usa has a direct interest in the democrat party.for that history is due no less than an examination of the archives of the kgb opened now to research and the complete record of paid soviet agents in the usa bleeds out the persons,the code names,the funtion and the amount paid.the fbi also have complete detail on many,operation 'solo' compromised the entire network of the communist party usa.the paymaster was an interesting source;completly unwitting,and as foolish in his personal life as a frog prince.sort of like chavez or kim il jung.the takeover of the judiciary,both houses of congress and the executive was a formula of complete takeover of power and the consolidation of the first agenda of progressive movement(via its domination of the truely well meaning people in the democrat party)has always been the elimation of the american constitution.with its foundation being the guarantee to its constituents the separtion of powers and the acknowlegment to govern with the concent of the governed. in this formula with its protocal for amendment is the dignity and liberty of a people.i would have loved to have been in berlin to witness the faces of those freed from that dismal failure.a physiognomist could probably make a career documenting the dignity returning to those faces that had suffered  indignation over being not only the vanquished but the enslaved.''true believers" and candidates for power have used a party once known for its genuine efforts to improve the people of america.the socialists made a riot of the democrat party convention in chicago 1968.yea,the rock throwers and spitters and screamers.it was a thirty year takeover of the democrat party that brought the country to this moment in time.now our progressive leader is confident enough to announce to the indian parliment that "america is in decline"i heard this very same thing from a vietnamese agent in 1992. complete power gained seraptisiously was just curtailed by the will of the people though they have been reminded time after time that they do not know how  to manage their own life and rewards gained by their effort.america is still young and gritty,full of drugstore coyboys and and immature women;we lack the charm and seriousness of europe;we sell "the pope on a rope"and 'b'movies but there is a time for every thing and we have barely kept the 'baby'from being thrown out with the bathwater.

id love to hear more of your experiences from the reunification.that is an event that can teach a lot about the human spirit.

Jimmy Brown '65

I really enjoyed everyone at Fuddruckers , it was a great night and I will be back next month.

Jackie Crowe (Finch)

Happy Birthday Jim Taylor!!!!

Yes, another fun evening at Fudd's ---- so good to see all of our gang and some new faces - Carlene Smith, Jim Brown '65, Jimmy Robinson from Reagan.  Hope all of you will be there next month -- that will be December 14!

Can you believe how this year has flown -- Christmas is almost here!  And since I took BroBeau home last night got to see his beautiful Christmas tree shining in the window!   Prettiest house on the block!  BroBeau, will be checking on you later today to see how your CAT scan went today. 

Will be posting the Fuddrucker pictures today -- oops, fast morning, it's lunch time -- got to download the pics.

Everyone have a great day!

Hugs J

Jackie Crowe (Finch)

Fuddrucker pictures are posted!   Be sure you see Jimmy Robinson's fine car he drove - '38 Chevy Coupe with a souped up 350.

Hugs

Beau Wann, Jr.

Fine Morrow Mine Waltripines and Fellow DuBarrians and yon Fuddruckians,
     Yes, it was a fine meeting last night...lots of grinnin faces...so many of us are junkies and winos now...what a fine 38 Chevy Jimmy drove to Fudds...reminds me of one I never had...

Thanky you Sister J for the ride last night, although I thought the fare of 20 dollars a liitle exhorbitant...but what the heck, I should have noticed the "Taxi" sign on the side of your car...Nah, just funnin ya, you know me...Sis J was ever so gracious...only charged me 10 dollars...

Did my heart good to see all the good folks...Hey Tony, we thought you were coming in...I know it's a fur piece, and the traffic was just hosed up no end on 290, thanks to a speeding 18 wheeler that took out a big sign that crossed the freeway at Fairbanks North Houston...methinks! Glad I wasnt on 290 at the time...

Had my Cat Scan this morn...except for the white gloppity glop you have to drink beforehand,(OMG that was about as bad a drink that has ever crossed my saintly lips)  it wasnt too bad...that crap was worse than getting stuck for a dye IV...having to raise my arms over my head and keep them there for the test was kinda not good either...tech told me I could lay em back...nope says I, thats as far as they will go...not much mobility in my shoulders...

I figured they would have made me get buck nekid, like they do most of the time in hospitals...
"Sir, you want to get buck nekid for me"..."Uh...NO...OH, Mr Buck Nekid? Well he just ran out the door, and says you are an ugly pig and that you cant catch him, and he took all your tongue depressors too..If you hurry, you just might catch up to him"...But, got to keep all mine own clothes on, and I even dressed for snow too. You know how cold hospitals can get...Tshirt and sweat shirt, thick socks and for once, didnt wear my boots, just my Cabelas genuine shearling lined moosehide indoor/outdoor house shoes and a pair of thick socks...outsmarted em I did...

My beloved DW went with me to hold my hand...good woman she...I asked her if she wanted them to look at that bump on her head that she got searching the atticsphere for a christmas tree for he nutty husband...TEACHER GLARE...

We were both famished, both just had half a buffalo bob burger at fudds at 6 the night before...I was not allowed to eat or drink anything after midnight...damn, no coffee AAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG...I'm ok Dave, you dont need to pull the plu......................

Anyway, we decided to eat at the hospital cafetorium...willingly... thats how hungry we were...
Got eggs and hash browns and sausage and biscuits and gravy...it was good, and we even said it was good to each other, and laughed about saying "hospital food was good"...thats how hungry we were!!! It was 10 dollars for the both of us...hospital food has gone up...Dennys would have been better...but when youre hungry, any cafe in a storm...eh what!!!

A rather dreary looking day outside...was gonna ride my bike, but just too tired, so I rode the couch instead...my little nurse Lacy has slept on my all day, and cooper next to us and Jack in the chair beside us...what a good crew I have...Dang, it was sure good seeing youall last night...I needed that...was feeling low somewhat, dont know what for, manic depresants dont need a reason...good think I know what it is...

Was gonna go to lunch with my grandaughter Kelsey at her school tomorrow for Veterans day...she texted me last night whilst I was at fudds, and she was so excited when I said I would, and now she is sick and wont be there...boo...Maybe I can make it up to her somehow and go to lunch another time...Paige??? You have 8???? you lucky pirate...wish I had more, but I'm sure I have what I am suppose to have...

Any of youse youtes know of a family that needs a Thanksgiving dinner???? let me know...I can get a good rate...I KNOW A GUY...seriously you know a family in need, I can get em a turkey and all the trimmings, no charge...

Hey Bernd, most of us are very aware and appreciative of our freedoms bought and paid for by folks like us, that came before us...and most of us wish that all the world could share in the same freedoms we have...love your car and trailer...two stroke???? wow, dont recall ever hearing of a car that was two stroke...allegedly has more power than a 4 stroke engine, but the 4 S doesnt use oil and stink like the 2...although, I kind of like the smell of the 2stroke engine mixed with lake water or bay water...reminds me of my youte, on one of the few fishing trips that I never caught anything...

Hey Teddie, Fran said you had a good remedy for getting rid of the mice, whilst not hurting other wildlife and or a cat...let me knwo what chew found...Dennis H said he got a product called TOMCAT for his barn, and that seems to work ok...

Ok, singing off for now fa la la la la la la la la deck the halls...

your friend and other brother Dod Beaupa

Beau Wann, Jr.

Hey, Bernd, have you been to the Grotto of Massabielle in Lourdes???? I ask you, because you are a lot closer to it than any of us...any one ever been there???? I would like to go sometime...Just saw a newer movie made in France with english subtitles...dont remember the name...it seemed to be more accurate than the Song of Bernadette with Jennifer Jones...this new movie had an actress playing Bernadette, that could have been the real St Marie-Bernadettes twin...I have seen photos of the real one...wow...Her body is still on display to this day, and remains almost as intact as the day it was first interred...

Speaking of counting, do any of youse count things, useless things, but count when you are waiting for something??? I do...there's a real shocker, right!!!! Whilst waiting for the Cat Scan, we were sitting in the lobby of the Northwest Hospital at ella and 610, with nothing to do but wait...they have a rather large fish tank with X number of fish staring back at you!

I first tried to count all the fish, but I couldnt get them to stay still to get an accurate count! I'd start counting, and then they would all move about deliberately throwing my counting off! Ok, I had an idear, I'll count the blue ones first...no good...they kept multiplying a then subtractiing, plus some of them were not quite a good blue...Ok, I'll count the orange fish...they were even less cooperative...I have never seen so many orange fish being so unruly and obstinate as this particular bunch...Ok, I'll count just the big fish...nope...how about the small fish...nope again..."Uh Mr Wann, theyre ready for you in Imaging...well, maybe I'll get er done next time...

Then whilst I was waiting in the other waiting room, (they must have a jillion waiting rooms) and drinking that awful crud they make you drink, I was pacing up and down the hall and noticed the different colored tiles in the floor...blue ones, and green ones and then the rest are off white...
I must have counted them a dozen times, and still dont remember how many there are..."Uh, Mr Wann we're ready for you in the CT room...OK, guess I will count them later...and so it goes...

If you have never had a Ct Scan, it is...nothing extra different...as you are laying there, the table moves you in and out of a huge donut shaped machine....on this donut above you, are two sideways happy faces, one with its mouth open, and the other with puffed up cheeks, signifying holding your breath...A voice comes on and says...BREATHE...HOLD YOUR BREATH...BREATHE...and the green breathing sideways happy face lights up and then the orange sidways puffed out cheeks happy face guy lights up...real interesting wouldnt you say...I knew you would like hearing about it...

Looks like I will be going to my other grandaughters school for veterans day...she wants me to bring her some Chick Filet...I say ok...looking forward to seeing her...
Welll, my beloved is home from bell choir and singing choir, and she is giving me a big hug...I made cornbread muffins...Thank goodness for Jiffy Mix...it use to be .10 cents a box, and is now about 46 cents. On occasion, not often, you can sometimes find it for 3 boxes for a dollar...
very simple to make, and great with chili and soup and just plain butter and honey...Hmmm think I will go have one...

your frien and other brother Beaupa-DOD

Jackie Crowe (Finch)

Happy Veterans Days!

BroBeau,  I'm still laughing -- only you could come up with the "counting game" pain or no pain!  I've had a CAT scan but didn't have the "Happy Faces" - you were so lucky. 

Enjoy your day with your granddaughter.

And FYI - Fuddrucker pictures are now posted and not locked (sorry don't know how that happened).  Of course if you were logged in, not a problem --- only to those that hadn't logged in and couldn't remember their password.  Yes, it happens ----

Enjoy your day and count your Blessings.

Hugs

J

Beau Wann, Jr.

Fine Nafteroon to ya waltriponians,
     Finally got in touch with my sawbones after playing phone tag for two days...I was already to plan my funeral, and he goes and spoils it all by saying they could find nothing, except I have a fatty liver...well same to ya doc, I dont like your liver either, or your pancreas, ha,  take that...

He said it must be a brain cloud...SEE. I knew there was something wrong, I have brain clouds all over my body...there must be a reason I hurt, you dont just hurt for no reason...Been diagnosed with arthritis, bursitis and tendonitis, all the itises, so I guess its just all those miserable cusses coming together and being mean...well, ok, I can live with that, and the key word, is LIVE...

So, yall wont be coming to my funeral to euolgize me, or is that energize me...I was expecting a rather large crowd...Hey, here's an idear...why dont we meet at Fudds every 2nd tuesday of the month...wouldnt that be swell...

Had lunch with my sweetie Haley...great time...she just hugged and kissed me no end...I am so blessed...

Katy waiting for the wooly mammoth
to get out of the basket so she can
get in it...It's been a while since youve
seen any pictures of my cats...e

Hey, finally found this picture in my "its around here somewhere" file. this is a Lockheed P2V Neptune with twin reciprocal engines, (wright 3500HP radial piston engines) and twin outboard (westinghouse J34-WE36 turbojets) JATO assist...the window just in front of the word NAVY, is where I, the radio operator sat, but on the other side of the plane, which is only about 5 feet, if that.

It has a plexiglass nose and a bucket seat and an upside down pistol grip that controls the 1 million candle power search light on the starbord wing (right), plus it has a graph machine up front in same spot, that read the magnetic signals off of subs and the like, and prints it out like a lie detector graph. The "stinger", or that long pointy thing aft (rear) of plane is the MAD GEAR...MAGNETIC ANOMALY DETECTION GEAR...that sends down a signal and bounces off a sub, submerged to 600 feet, and comes back and prints out on the graph up front...Top speed for this plane is about 400 MPH, which we never got to. Generally it was kept around 300 MPH...werent gonna break any speed recors or sound barrier...

The earlier version, 1945-50 something, was armed with .50 caliber machine guns, a turret on top with two, and two in the nose...When I flew in them, we were unarmed, except for indiviidual side arms, usually the Colt 1911 .45 in a shoulder holster...which wouldnt do us any good if we were attacked by some serious firepower from a fighter etc...also the earlier models had bombay doors to carry torpedos and or bombs...version I flew in were minus the bombay doors...I sure enjoyed flying in these crates...they were not pressurized, and ceiling was about 22,000 feet, which we never achieved...generally we hung out between  11,000 and 13,000 feet...

The Radio, now declassified was an R390, if I remember my numbers correctly...flying around southern california, I could pick up Wolf Man Jack from Chula Vista California, "hot mercy, I know you gonna love this tune"...that was his mantra when he played any new tune...

We crashed in the Pacific in this plane, ran out of fuel, because someone sabataged them on the flight line...no one was hurt, just got a little damp and cold...got picked up by the coast guard with 24 PSA airline stewardesses on board, taking ditching drills...

Flew cross country on RP7 from North Island  to Wright Pat, Ohio, to Corpus and back to North Island...when we left Corpus and headed back to North Island, we flew a straight line, and accidently flew into mexican airspace...they sent up fighters, F86 saber jets (our old ones we probably gave to them) and told us we were gonna have to land in mexico or they were going to shoot us down...just so happens, a squadron of Marine F4 phantoms took off after us at Corpus,  and intercepted us and the mex F86s on their way to Miramar...they heard the mex pilots tell us they were going to shoot us down if we didnt land, so the F4s, the whole squadron came down from their altitude of over 20,000 feet, in formation, right on top of us and said, "whos looking for a fight"????
to which the mex pilots (2) peeled off and went home...score one for the Navy and Marines...

20 years old, 10 ft tall and bullet proof, and about 75 pounds lighter...I wish I had kept my flight jacket, but I turned it in, being ol honest abe...they only cost 44 dollars at the time, which they would have taken out of my pay...got my old PeaCoat out of the cedar chest, and it is a 38...I couldnt get into that if you shot me with a .38...I remember that thing swallowed me when I first got it...now I wear a 48...go figure...tried to get Diane interested in wearing it, but it is too big for her, and weighs 10 pounds...It is pure wool...the reason the services picked 100% wool clothes and blankets, is because they would not flame up...they would smoulder...

Ok, been on here too long...Diane is gonna be real late tonight, and it's feeding time at the Wanndarosa Zoo...

your frien and other brother...Wann, H G...Radioman 3rd USN