LOLOL! Will do, Gypsy. He's very good at "embellishing" his stories as it is. :D

Big Teddy, if I can raise my sons to have the kind of resourcefulness, courage, and never-quit attitude that SF men have, I will be pleased.

Susan

It's a good day.

I showed up this morning for arraignment in a firearm related misdemeanor in a s***y city for gun owners. My case was thrown out due to "incomplete/missing" paperwork.

Now, I have no way to know for sure who didn't complete or file the papers, but I can tell you when my SWC challenge coin fell out of my wallet, the arresting federal officer looked at me and grinned. If you're out there, you know who you are. Thanks.

I've yet to be coined, but that coin may have saved me more than a 6-pack. Case not papered, and an opportunity to file a motion for factual innocence. A couple of months and a few hours of paperwork, and the arrest should be off my record.

-out

Remember also Susan, with remarkable boys, you're likely to obtain a couple of remarkable "daughters-in-law" along the way. Followed by a herd of remarkable grand-children and even a greater number of great grand children.

It sort of works like that....

Wet Dog, I'm in no hurry to be a grandmother, but you make it sound quite wonderful. Thanks for the new perspective.

Son #1 is 11 years old and recently told me that he is not getting married. When I asked why, he said he didn't want to ask a girl out and get turned down.

I think he'll change his mind. Girls have a way of doing that. :cool:

Susan

Got to see my best man from my wedding be married in a traditional military ceremony on Saturday.
He is a fourth-generation Army officer; currently an O-4 (prior enlisted) with the medical corps.

The ceremony was held at the Old Post Chapel at Ft. Myer.
His great-grandfather is buried not far from the chapel in Arlington National Cemetery.

For those wondering why many people choose a career in education, I received this today from a former student with whom I spent a lot of time offering 'one-on-one' counseling, who was a hair's breadth away from not graduating with his class, who had to do a semester-length 0.5 credit redo in summer school following graduation before I would award him his diploma, and who I haven't heard from in over six years.

"Happy belated birthday sir. I hope you're doing great and I know in highschool you weren't my favorite person, but you taught me to be mature, responsible, and never settle for less. I hope you had a great birthday and maybe we can get together some time and catch up."

Made my day - and I now have one more thing to look forward to doing at some point in the near future. ;)

And so it goes...

Richard :munchin

:cool:

I'm sure it's very rewarding to get communications such as that Richard. Happy belated!

Things like that are what make it worthwhile. Not a lot of occupations have people make comments like that years later. I love being accosted at the grocery store, bank, ballpark by former students.

I found that it often wasn't the lesson that they remembered. It was some offhand remark, or the way you held them accountable, or called them on their behavior that they remembered. That is sad for me, for it seems that is the kind of thing the 'educational establishment' is trying to take out of the classrooom today.

Good on you, Richard!

Nice post Richard. I just went to the wife's 25 yr HS reunion. Playing catch up with her fellow classmates she had one tell her that she entered the teaching field only 4 years ago because my wife inspired her 5 years ago at her 20th reunion.

My mother was a grammar school teacher for 40 years and her former students still contact her. Christmas cards, e-mails, phone calls, etc.

I was just sitting outside on the patio enjoying my coffee and watching the morning news when I heard the approach of a RWAC which sounded like a CH-53 but turned out to be the Mi-24D "Hind" from the Cavanaugh Flight Museum passing overhead at about 300' AGL.

I love being in the flight path for that collection of iconic aircraft. :D

Richard :munchin

As long as they're not cleared hot!:D

Under Cover
 

It poured all weekend and I laid on my bed thinking what incredible luxury it was to be inside a house. Also remembered the same type of feeling to be in the luxury of being allowed to string up a poncho hootch and get out of the rain.

I drink clean water (no iodine tablets) every day. I have a bed to sleep in, shower every day and despite my lack of cooking skills, eat well every day. I keep a rifle by my bed, but don't really need it.

All in all, I am living better than most of the world and thanks to being an 11B, for years, I realize it and appreciate it.

Good day in a way
 

I would say it's a good day.....sort of.

I was riding my CBR 1000 to work to grade a PT test, when some Ass Clown decided he wanted to drive his big white child molester van in my lane instead of his own. Of course, this meant I had no where to go so I chose the curb instead of his big block 350. Thus, causing me to strike said curb, lose control of said bike, while performing a proper PLF, at least as proper as I could given the circumstances, I dismounted my iron steed, and rolled about 50 meters down the road.:lifter I would like to thank the makers of Icon Helmets for saving my dome. However, the next time I see that van will most likely be through the scope of my rifle.

Long story short...I survived with some road rash on my arm and a head ache. Unfortunately my bike suffered a worse fate.:( It's gonna be a good day Tater.;)