Scary awesome.

http://jwvsw.org/carriers.pdf

Lynx helicopter landing on ship in rough sea

The Death of the Red Baron

West Virginia FARM KID joins the Marines

Dear Ma and Pa,

I am well.  Hope you are too.  Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer the Marine Corps beats working for old man Minch by a mile.  Tell them to join up quick before all of the places are filled.

I was restless at first because you get to stay in bed till nearly 6 a.m.  But I am getting so I like to sleep late.  Tell Walt and Elmer all you do before breakfast is smooth your cot, and shine some things.  No hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix, wood to split, fire to lay. Practically nothing.

Men got to shave but it is not so bad, there’s warm water.

Breakfast is strong on trimmings like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc., but kind of weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried eggplant, pie and other regular food, but tell Walt and Elmer you can always sit by the two city boys that live on coffee.  Their food, plus yours, holds you until noon when you get fed again.  It’s no wonder these city boys can’t walk much.

We go on ‘route marches,’ which the platoon sergeant says are long walks to harden us.  If he thinks so, it’s not my place to tell him different.  A ‘route march’ is about as far as to our mailbox at home.  Then the city guys get sore feet and we all ride back in trucks.

The sergeant is like a school teacher.  He nags a lot.  The Captain is like the school board.  Majors and colonels just ride around and frown.  They don’t bother you none.

This next will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing.  I keep getting medals for shooting.  I don’t know why.  The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk head and don’t move, and it ain’t shooting at you like the Higgett boys at home.  All you got to do is lie there all comfortable and hit it.  You don’t even load your own cartridges.  They come in boxes.

Then we have what they call hand-to-hand combat training.  You get to wrestle with them city boys.  I have to be real careful though, they break real easy.  It ain’t like fighting with that ole bull at home.  I’m about the best they got in this except for that Tug Jordan from over in  Silver Lake ..  I only beat him once.  He joined up the same time as me, but I’m only 5’6′ and 130 pounds and he’s 6’8′ and near 300 pounds dry.

Be sure to tell Walt and Elmer to hurry and join before other fellers get onto this setup and come stampeding in.

Your loving daughter,

Alice

The Canadian $10 Bill – a Great Story!‏

If you look at the back right-hand side of a Canadian $10 bill, you will see an old veteran standing at attention near the Ottawa War Memorial. His name is Robert Metcalfe and he died last month at the age of 90.

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That he managed to live to that age is rather remarkable, given what happened in the Second World War. Born in  England , he was one of the 400,000 members of the British Expeditionary Force sent to the mainland where they found themselves facing the new German warfare technique – the Blitzkrieg.

He was treating a wounded comrade when he was hit in the legs by shrapnel.

En route to hospital, his ambulance came under fire from a German tank, which then miraculously ceased fire. Evacuated from  Dunkirk  on HMS Grenade, two of the sister ships with them were sunk.

Recovered, he was sent to allied campaigns in North Africa and  Italy . En route, his ship was chased by the German battleship  Bismarck .

In  North Africa  he served under General Montgomery against the Desert Fox, Rommel.

Sent into the Italian campaign, he met his future wife, a lieutenant and physio-therapist in a Canadian hospital. They were married in the morning by the mayor of the Italian town, and again in the afternoon by a British padre.

After the war, they settled in  Chatham ,  Ontario , where he went into politics and became the warden (chairman) of the county, and on his retirement he and his wife moved to  Ottawa . At the age of 80 he wrote a book about his experiences.

One day out of the blue he received a call from a government official asking him to go downtown for a photo op. He wasn’t told what the photo was for, or why they chose him. ‘He had no idea he would be on the bill,’ his daughter said.

And now you know the story of the old veteran on the $10 bill.

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The Royal Guard ……Ooops‏

This will put a smile on your face this rainy morning …….

The funniest incident comes about half way through this series of clips when soldiers
of some Middle Eastern Country are attending to a coffin at an airport ……

These soldiers don’t look like they could organize a one car funeral let alone being part
of an honour guard ………. watch for it .

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(Perhaps they should stop polishing the soles of their boots – Ed)

Monopoly – I Did Not Know This!

 (You’ll never look at the game the  same way again!)

Starting in 1941, an increasing number of British Airmen found themselves as the  involuntary guests of the Third Reich, and the Crown was casting about  for ways and means to facilitate their escape…

Now  obviously, one of the most helpful aids to that end is a useful and  accurate map, one showing not only where stuff was, but also  showing the locations of ‘safe  houses’ where a POW on-the-lam  could go for food and shelter.

Paper maps  had some real drawbacks — they make a lot of noise when you open and  fold them, they wear out rapidly, and if they get wet, they turn into  mush.

Someone in  MI-5 (similar to America ‘s OSS ) got the idea of printing escape maps on silk. It’s durable, can be scrunched-up into tiny wads, and unfolded  as many times as needed, and makes no noise  whatsoever.


At that  time, there was only one manufacturer in Great Britain that had  perfected the technology of printing on silk, and that was John  Waddington, Ltd.  When approached by the government, the firm was  only too happy to do its bit for the war effort.


By pure  coincidence, Waddington was also the U.K. Licensee for the popular  American board game, Monopoly.  As it happened, ‘games and  pastimes’ was a category of item qualified for insertion into ‘CARE  packages’, dispatched by the International Red Cross to prisoners of  war.


Under the  strictest of secrecy, in a securely guarded and inaccessible old  workshop on the grounds of Waddington’s, a group of sworn-to-secrecy  employees began mass-producing escape maps, keyed to each region of  Germany or Italy where Allied POW camps were regional system).   When processed, these maps could be folded into such tiny dots that they  would actually fit inside a Monopoly playing  piece.


As long as  they were at it, the clever workmen at Waddington’s  also managed  to add :
1.    A playing  token, containing a small magnetic compass
2.
    A two-part  metal file that could easily be screwed together
3.
    Useful  amounts of genuine high-denomination German, Italian, and French  currency, hidden within the piles of Monopoly  money!


British  and American air crews were advised, before taking off on their first  mission, how to identify a ‘rigged’ Monopoly set — by means of a tiny  red dot, one cleverly rigged to look like an ordinary printing glitch,  located in the corner of the Free Parking square.


Of the  estimated 35,000 Allied POWS who successfully escaped, an estimated  one-third were aided in their flight by the rigged Monopoly sets.   Everyone who did so was sworn to secrecy indefinitely, since the British  Government might want to use this highly successful ruse in still  another, future war.

The story  wasn’t declassified until 2007, when the surviving  craftsmen from  Waddington’s, as well as the firm itself, were  finally honored in  a public ceremony.

It’s  always nice when you can play that ‘Get Out of Jail’ Free’  card!

I realize  most of you are (probably) too young to have any personal connection to  WWII (Dec. ’41 to Aug. ’45), but this is still  interesting.

 

(See  http://www.snopes.com/military/monopoly.asp for more on this story. – Ed.)

Dutch Army Band

http://www.flixxy.com/the-dutch-army-bicycle-band.htm

WAL-MART SENIOR GREETER . . .

WAL-MART SENIOR  GREETER . . .

You just have to  appreciate this one.  Young people forget that we

old  people had a career before we retired …

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Charley,  a new retiree-greeter at Wal-Mart, just couldn’t seem to get  to work on time.

Every day he was 5, 10, 15 minutes late.  But he was a good worker, really tidy, clean-shaven,

sharp-minded and a real credit to the company and obviously demonstrating their

“Older Person Friendly” policies.

One day the boss called him into the office  for a talk.  “Charley, I have to tell you, I like your

work ethic, you do a bang-up job when you finally get here;  but your being late so often

is quite bothersome.”

“Yes, I know boss, and I am working on it.”

“Well good.  You are a team player.  That’s what I like to hear.”

“Yes sir, I understand your concern and I will try harder.“

Seeming puzzled, the manager went on to comment,  “I know you’re retired  from the Armed

Forces.  What did they say to you there if you showed up late for work?”

The old man looked down at the floor, then smiled.  He chuckled quietly, then said with a grin,

“They usually saluted and  said “Good morning, Admiral.  Can I get your coffee, sir?”  
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One of my  favorite stories, ever!!!!

Sad But True

Sad But True

(Ed – Even sadder is the truth that it’s not just a Canadian phenomenon)