The view from my driveway looking west late last summer.
I just ran across this picture on my cell phone today. Had to share it. Because it's a neat picture. A picture which is mine.
Look Ma! No copyright infringement!
Am I still P.O.ed about that?
No. Not really.
Well, maybe just a little.
So I have all these photos to
I know the progeny get a kick out of them. A little glimpse of home.
Here are a few more:
|The beer I drank Sunday, upon completion of "Operation Imminent Glowering Sky"|
(Also known as mowing the lawn.)
Hhhmm. I think I might start giving military-sounding names to all of the household chores. I can see it now...
The Missus Herself: "Honey! What on earth on you doing?"
Your's Truly: "Why, I'm clearing the LZ* for Operation Red Dawn!"
The Missus Herself: "What?"
Your's Truly: "I'm taking the trash out. Doesn't Operation Red Dawn sound a lot cooler?"
Then I know the love of my life would stop whatever she was doing, look deep into my eyes and say...
"You're an idiot."
|Best job ever, being a Dad.|
Man, was I ever that young? From left to right, The Naviguesser, The WSO and The Nuke. (Me in the background. Note the 1980s-style eyeglasses. Yes, ladies. I was awesome.)
Good times. That photo was taken at Christmas in 1984. In our wee apartment in Fort Collins, Colorado. The premises were tiny. We loved every minute of it. (The WSO was two months old at the time. Ooooh, and this is 2014 isn't it? I'll leave the math to you.)
|Selfie in the Bullets ready room.|
USS RONALD REAGAN, CVN-76
It was a rough day at sea that day back in April. The waves must have been a towering 12 inches high with gusts of wind coming over the bow at a blustery five knots. Not a Dunkin' Donuts in sight.
One of the "best days ever!"
Ask ORPO, he knows.
*LZ = Landing Zone. You know, for inbound helos.
Note on rotary-winged aircraft, i.e. helicopters. The Navy calls them "helos", the Army calls them "choppers" (or they did back in the day) and the Air Force calls them "helicopters." Because we're comfortable with big words.
And we're not as cool as the Navy or the Army.
What's that? What do the Marines call them? I dunno, "old Navy hand-me-downs" perhaps? Any Marines out there care to enlighten us?