tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post8820438765844219823..comments2024-03-27T19:30:21.547-07:00Comments on Chant du Départ: Six YearsOldAFSargehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-3176594720622788392016-02-29T10:20:51.110-08:002016-02-29T10:20:51.110-08:00Thanks Cap'n. You speak truth.Thanks Cap'n. You speak truth.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-17070136905544629772016-02-29T08:23:24.813-08:002016-02-29T08:23:24.813-08:00Just reading your post, you're a fortunate man...Just reading your post, you're a fortunate man, a good son. Mostly it sometimes seems to me, life is filled with regret as people regret, most profoundly, their bitter separation, their last words spoken to family in anger, the early breakdown in comms that leads to a lifetime without. My faith little counts the resting place. How could it when so many are left to God to find. To love and be loved, truly beyond price, and yet as common as ever anything was. To share that love, priceless.HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-60350770156247567402016-02-29T07:50:13.453-08:002016-02-29T07:50:13.453-08:00It's tough to write about. My Mom is 85 going ...It's tough to write about. My Mom is 85 going on 23, still young at heart but as time goes by...<br /><br />It's painful to contemplate.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-31294800250214186452016-02-29T07:15:23.219-08:002016-02-29T07:15:23.219-08:00I kind of cringe when reading about parents and mo...I kind of cringe when reading about parents and mortality. Mine are still with us, kicking on the door of 80, still remarkably healthy despite having smoked and drank and cussed and enjoyed non-rabbit food. It's only a matter of time, though, and that knowledge weighs heavy at times. Hope they can avoid the slow and painful route but I suppose what will be will be.PrairieAdventurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06466447251827774900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-12611260048713682222016-02-29T02:53:06.621-08:002016-02-29T02:53:06.621-08:00Sorry to hear that. I was lucky to have that time ...Sorry to hear that. I was lucky to have that time with him.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-34543288267941856042016-02-29T02:51:13.165-08:002016-02-29T02:51:13.165-08:00:):)OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-66618307433523017222016-02-28T22:23:33.644-08:002016-02-28T22:23:33.644-08:00I envy you the time you got to spend with your dad...I envy you the time you got to spend with your dad. My dad was old Army/Air Force, flew the hump in the CBI theater. He died my second year in the service and we never got the chance to talk about our Air Force service. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-72548947934445047102016-02-28T18:12:43.865-08:002016-02-28T18:12:43.865-08:00Thank you, the same can be said of you!Thank you, the same can be said of you!SCOTTtheBADGERhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12859188068159799373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-67456011765938049652016-02-28T17:55:01.619-08:002016-02-28T17:55:01.619-08:00You come from good stock Scott. It shows.You come from good stock Scott. It shows.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-19512447745243397322016-02-28T17:44:43.615-08:002016-02-28T17:44:43.615-08:00I lost the BadgerDad in 1996, and I became an orph...I lost the BadgerDad in 1996, and I became an orphan in 2009, with the reuniting of BadgerMom and BadgerDad for eternity. The hole in one's heart never does refill, but one must go on, knowing that, like Sullivan Ballou and his wife, Sarah, " One day, we shall meet again ". <br />The BadgerDad was the most amazing man I have ever met. Using the word in it's most literal meaning, my Dad was a freak. No human being should have been capable of such goodness and kindness. If I wind up being thought of as one googleth as good a man as Thomas Stevens Olson was, I shall be content. Gonna stop typing before my muzzle gets all soggy, Badgers hate soggy muzzles. Makes the fur all matted. SCOTTtheBADGERhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12859188068159799373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-10888955423905893052016-02-28T16:51:45.824-08:002016-02-28T16:51:45.824-08:00We were indeed blessed to have such men in our liv...We were indeed blessed to have such men in our lives.<br /><br />Thank you Kris.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-51860994844052003202016-02-28T16:37:46.017-08:002016-02-28T16:37:46.017-08:00My beloved dad has been gone for over 21 years now...My beloved dad has been gone for over 21 years now; he died at age 63. Too young, too damned young. So much life left to live, there were so many things he had planned to do, wanted to do. I was the last person to see him alive; failing breath as he laid in bed dying from kidney cancer. I checked on him, we knew it was only a matter of another day or so. Went to call my husband to tell him as much and when I got off the phone and checked on dad again - he was gone. Most terrible moment of my life. My dad lived a great life; he worked hard and knew how to have a good time. He did pack a lot of life into his 63 years but there should have been more. So much more. I miss him every single day and likely will until I draw my own last breath. He taught me how to live a good, moral life; he gave me his work ethic and showed me how to live my life according to my principles. The foundation he gave me has stood me in good stead, even as I wobbled for years after his death. It's good to miss him; because it means I was so deeply blessed to have such a man as my dad. Sarge, I'm glad you can say the same.Kris, in New Englandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05185696221729269932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-77167984707117535912016-02-28T15:43:05.760-08:002016-02-28T15:43:05.760-08:00Thanks Cajun.Thanks Cajun.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-3322653150646595712016-02-28T15:22:34.524-08:002016-02-28T15:22:34.524-08:00Well said sir. Well said!Well said sir. Well said!Old NFOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16404197287935017147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-10310999782641104972016-02-28T13:50:46.560-08:002016-02-28T13:50:46.560-08:00Too young. But you knew that.Too young. But you knew that.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-50408438198197117452016-02-28T13:39:09.670-08:002016-02-28T13:39:09.670-08:00Lost my father in 1985. He was 64. Lost my father in 1985. He was 64. Well Seasoned Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16670165728759453075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-5992080968949401612016-02-28T12:30:32.205-08:002016-02-28T12:30:32.205-08:00And thanks for sharing those memories of yours Riv...And thanks for sharing those memories of yours Rivetjoint.<br /><br />While thinkers are good, practical engineers are priceless!OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-53728440364962897162016-02-28T12:28:52.331-08:002016-02-28T12:28:52.331-08:00That generation was something else.
I miss them.That generation was something else.<br /><br />I miss them.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-81454013239008334602016-02-28T12:27:57.712-08:002016-02-28T12:27:57.712-08:00You're right Snuffy, we cannot escape the will...You're right Snuffy, we cannot escape the will of fate.<br /><br />(I remember reading that before, not that long ago for the second time. You have a way with words.)OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-81053766993111869412016-02-28T12:25:31.898-08:002016-02-28T12:25:31.898-08:00That last line is pretty profound my friend.That last line is pretty profound my friend.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-8163508604381563202016-02-28T12:24:51.039-08:002016-02-28T12:24:51.039-08:00Same here Rev, same here.Same here Rev, same here.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-7313420141525949672016-02-28T12:24:35.870-08:002016-02-28T12:24:35.870-08:00It's good that you didn't have any doubts ...It's good that you didn't have any doubts about that.<br /><br />I do remember the story of your Dad. I won't forget that.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-82885960636241957282016-02-28T12:23:43.095-08:002016-02-28T12:23:43.095-08:00I get that a lot, me looking like my Dad. Of cours...I get that a lot, me looking like my Dad. Of course, many folks say I sound and act just like him too.<br /><br />Yes, I am proud of that.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-85813913265327328182016-02-28T12:22:38.830-08:002016-02-28T12:22:38.830-08:00Thanks htom.Thanks htom.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-21516365690191377312016-02-28T12:12:08.160-08:002016-02-28T12:12:08.160-08:00A bit dusty around the Chant today, Sarge. Lost m...A bit dusty around the Chant today, Sarge. Lost my dad over thirty years ago and think of him every day. An AT&T man to his core, he had worked on B-29 radars during WWII and had numerous patents after moving over to Bell Labs around 1961. On occasion I would get to visit him at the Labs, back in the days before the AT&T antitrust breakup when they were able to afford pure research. I'd see people with PhD's just siting on their offices, just thinking. I asked Dad (who only had a mere BSEE) what he thought of these thinkers, to which he allowed that they were ok but didn't even know which end of a hammer to use. In some small way I'm rather glad he didn't live to see what became of his beloved Bell Laboratories. Thanks for the memories of your own Dad, Sarge.Rivetjointnoreply@blogger.com