After posting Linda’s Random Dozen yesterday, I got to thinking about all the guys in my extended family that have served in the military. Here’s a list of those I know:
Me – Army – Ft. Lewis, Wa. 47th Combat Support Hospital
Dad – Army – Korea, Engineering Battalion
Brother J – Navy, Submariner (USS Snook)
BiL W – Navy, Guided Missile Frigate (USS Nicholson)
Cousin Ike – Air Force – Germany
FiL (The Bob) – Air Force, Korea & Okinawa, photographer
Uncle Jere – Army Lifer, Viet Nam
Uncle Jim – Marines, Viet Nam
Cousin Corey – Marines
Those are the ones I know for sure. I think my Aunt Barb’s second husband was an ex-Marine too. By good timing, world peace initiatives or just plain luck, most of the people that served in my generation missed out on any of the big conflicts (‘Nam, Iraq I or II, Afghanistan or others). The generations before & after? Smack in the middle of all the dangerous stuff. Your country thanks you all.
Ok. On to less serious stuff. Here’s a rendition of Skynyrd’s “Sweet Home Alabama” that will bring tears to your eyes. Seriously.
For the record – I could only tolerate 56 seconds worth. Wasn’t sure if I should laugh or cry. Not sure what bothered me more, the lack of teeth or the lack of a singing voice.
For REAL entertainment, check out the next video. Nothing naughty, just a cool idea executed very well. You’ll watch ALL of this one.
Pixels from Patrick JEAN on Vimeo.
In a weird coincidence that I only just noticed, yesterday the 22nd was day 2222 since I quit smoking. Neat. But not quite as neat (or freaky) as my younger brother (the Submariner) who turned 6 on 6/6/66. THAT’s freaky. Maybe that’s why he’s a JW these days. Hmmmm.
Had to go to calling hours last night for my SiL’s grandmother. Two weeks ago she was hauled into the ER for one reason or another. Don’t remember the initial complaint. While there, the ER attending approached her and said he’d like to admit her and run some tests to figure out what was wrong. Her response? “I’ll tell you what’s wrong. I’m 96! That’s what’s wrong!” and she walked out of the ER & went home. She passed away less than 2 weeks later.
She was a great lady too. Playing cards, she’d kick your ass at Euchre and you’d love every minute of it. Always a story to tell, wasn’t afraid to tell you what she thought, but she had a sense of humor and just enough tact that you weren’t hurt by what she said. She’ll be missed.
Bowling tonight. Woo-hoo! After Sunday’s exceptional golf outing, I have high hopes for bowling tonight. The critical swing thought will be – ‘keep your head steady’. By keeping my head steady I will accomplish two things – not over swinging and maintaining alignment with the target. Those are keys to success in both sports. I hope.