White-out!
Did the snow finally stop?
An elf's house in the snowbank.
Vroom, vroom! Tractor-skiing through the neigborhood.
The day after ...
The day after the blizzard.
The surface of Planet Neige.
Keep shoveling!
How about if I take a break from the shoveling to take an artsy close-up of snow-covered foliage.
At least the top of the house is still poking throught the snow.
What to eat after shoveling the driveway.
The cookie goes well with freshly-brewed coffee.
February 10, 2010
Blizzard of 2010 (February 10)
February 1, 2010
Wheels
Before
"I love my 1986 Corolla."
"I might drive this car for another ten years."
After
"I could get used to this newfangled Elantra."
"It even has electric windows! And a built-in CD player! It's like driving in the 21st century!"
"I love my 1986 Corolla."
"I might drive this car for another ten years."
After
"I could get used to this newfangled Elantra."
"It even has electric windows! And a built-in CD player! It's like driving in the 21st century!"
January 17, 2010
Our War Hero
Following basic training as a medical corpsman, I was assigned to the 13th Airborne Division. This special unit was the 222nd Medical Detachment and was a glider outfit.
The glider is an aircraft made of plywood, aluminum tubing and glue, and was manufactured by the WACO Company. You had to be ‘wacko’ to go up in a WACO it was like a flying coffin.
Instead, I volunteered for parachute jump training. Five jumps, and you had your wings, jump boots and $50 extra per month.
After jump school, I was assigned as a medic to the 515th Parachute Infantry Regiment. After two more training jumps, we embarked to northern France where we encountered German resistance.
Lo and behold, the Krauts must have heard I was coming and they fled. Now, with the war in Europe over, my buddies and I were able to see France and Belgium as tourists.
The balance of my time in the Army was spent as a surgical technician in the MOS - Military Occupation Specialty.
Recently, I was contacted by a 17 year old Belgian student who is establishing an Airborne Museum. He thanked me for my part in liberating his country.
I will never regret my decision that “I would rather jump.”
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