Well, I rode my Trusty Triumph in forty-five degree weather, and loved its response and grace - even fat ol' men look cool on a well behaved motorcycle - wearing a tie and leather jacket. Okay, I really don't look that cool, but I feel that cool and powerful. I worked hard all day at the Western State Hospital Library, really felt I was helping, although I left piles of unfinished work for Kathleen tomorrow - it was just coming faster than I could learn and adjust in her arena. Then I received the magic email that said I could return to my island exile tomorrow, and joy jumped in my heart (one would wonder about that - but I have purpose, professional performance and pride in MY prison library). So I get to turn the keys, hit the switch and cycle back to heart, hearth and home. In time for dinner and then THE GUN NUTS show. It was a great show, and the chatroom even had some space for me, need to get quicker on the keyboard, but still so much fun. Now coffee and preparation for the world outside my computer, tomorrow comes too soon. Photo is 1971, FDC bunker, when I had a Harley waiting for me in West Virginia and a Lady in Korea... nothing I loved close - life is so good today, don't forget all our Service People everywhere no matter what.
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I'm not sure what it is about old photos of you in Vietnam that motivate me. Maybe, just being on deployment doing whatever it is you're doing on a day to day basis, the simplicity of life on the road, being able to throw yourself into something 100% without the BS of being back home... You motivate me, man.
And that, Gideon, is my son, in whom I am well pleased.
and well you should be..
Do you really think I could forget about any of Our Guys for even a second? No, they are always in my heart and thoughts and prayers. Always.
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