"Oh dear, Mr. Wolf, not at all. We don't want you to intimidate them, we want you to kill them."
Saturday, November 7, 2026
Post-op and Prognosis
Friday, November 6, 2026
George D. Keathley Medal of Honor
Ok folks, this is the last one of my posts on Medal of Honor recipients who attended Texas A&M University. As I've mentioned before in the lead in to these posts, I didn't attend Texas A&M, but my Son and Daughter and their Spouses did. So, I have a bit of a affection to that University.
I've been impressed with the Medal of Honor Citations I've read about the Recipients from Texas A&M University and brought to all y'all's attention, but I think this one takes the cake. I'm not going to summarize it as I couldn't do as good a job as the person that wrote the official Citation. So...Here it is.
Staff Sergeant George D. Keathly's Medal of Honor Citation:
For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at risk of life above and beyond the call of duty, in action on the western ridge of Mount Altuzzo, Italy. After bitter fighting his company had advanced to within 50 yards of the objective, where it was held up due to intense enemy sniper, automatic, small arms, and mortar fire. The enemy launched 3 desperate counterattacks in an effort to regain their former positions, but all 3 were repulsed with heavy casualties on both sides. All officers and noncommissioned officers of the 2d and 3d platoons of Company B had become casualties, and S/Sgt. Keathley, guide of the 1st platoon, moved up and assumed command of both the 2d and 3d platoons, reduced to 20 men. The remnants of the 2 platoons were dangerously low on ammunition, so S/Sgt. Keathley, under deadly small arms and mortar fire, crawled from 1 casualty to another, collecting their ammunition and administering first aid. He then visited each man of his 2 platoons, issuing the precious ammunition he had collected from the dead and wounded, and giving them words of encouragement. The enemy now delivered their fourth counterattack, which was approximately 2 companies in strength. In a furious charge they attacked from the front and both flanks, throwing hand grenades, firing automatic weapons, and assisted by a terrific mortar barrage. So strong was the enemy counterattack that the company was given up for lost. The remnants of the 2d and 3d platoons of Company B were now looking to S/Sgt. Keathley for leadership. He shouted his orders precisely and with determination and the men responded with all that was in them. Time after time the enemy tried to drive a wedge into S/Sgt. Keathley's position and each time they were driven back, suffering huge casualties. Suddenly an enemy hand grenade hit and exploded near S/Sgt. Keathley, inflicting a mortal wound in his left side. However, hurling defiance at the enemy, he rose to his feet. Taking his left hand away from his wound and using it to steady his rifle, he fired and killed an attacking enemy soldier, and continued shouting orders to his men. His heroic and intrepid action so inspired his men that they fought with incomparable determination and viciousness. For 15 minutes S/Sgt. Keathley continued leading his men and effectively firing his rifle. He could have sought a sheltered spot and perhaps saved his life, but instead he elected to set an example for his men and make every possible effort to hold his position. Finally, friendly artillery fire helped to force the enemy to withdraw, leaving behind many of their number either dead or seriously wounded. S/Sgt. Keathley died a few moments later. Had it not been for his indomitable courage and incomparable heroism, the remnants of 3 rifle platoons of Company B might well have been annihilated by the overwhelming enemy attacking force. His actions were in keeping with the highest traditions of the military service.
My eyes got a little damp on reading that. As President Reagan said "Where did we find such Men?" Thankfully we did!
Peace out y'all!
Thursday, November 5, 2026
Some things went well. Some things didn't!
Well, apparently, Sarge and I are singing the same song. You know which one . Skip the commercial at the beginning if you wish to watch. Otherwise skip the whole thing.
I'm glad that Sarge's procedure went well, albeit he looks more pirate-like than usual.
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My visit to the Medicos went well. As I mentioned earlier this week, I was in for what I thought would be a loud ride. A lot of things were the same as the last PET Scan (Positron Emission Tomography Scan) I'd had a few years ago with one exception. This Scanner was almost completely silent. I darn near took a nap. The only discomfort, and it was mild, in the process occurred because they were scanning my head and chest, I had to have my arms out of the way. That meant they had to be above my head and about shoulder width, any wider and I'd be touching the machine. Not sure what would happen, but the guy running the exam said that's a very big no-no. I took his word for it.
As soon (40 minutes later) as he got me out of the tube, I learned that he's a baseball fan. When I asked how the scan went. He said "No hits, no runs, no men left on base." I asked if that meant "No bad things found?"
He said that was the case. I was happy as was Mrs J when I conveyed the news to her. In plain English!
So, this medical adventure seems to be coming to a positive ending. Got a follow up with my GP next week. I should get good news as I have not received any bad news from the multiple Doctors I've seen lately so I'm expecting that will be the case. With that and the paperwork being processed through the DMV and I should be a fully free driver. I can even go to Lowes by myself if I want. Mrs J said so!
Hallelujah!
Thanks to all y'all for the words of encouragement. If you have been through a similar process, you know what I mean. If you haven't, count your blessings, and hope that streak continues.
So I've said "Thank You" to the Big Guy quite a few times lately as he's always came through for us. He did it again this time. So...Thank you, Lord!
May similar results be upon y'all if the circumstances require. I'll return the favor and keep you in our prayers.
As to the second half of the title of this post.
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Awww Fecal Matter!!!! |
Peace out, Y'all, and Heaven Help Us!
juvat
Wednesday, November 4, 2026
Ow
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Tuesday, November 3, 2026
Visit to Glasgow
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Wolf had spent the day with MacDonald down in Glasgow, now he was back with the rest of his team on a farm outside Falkirk. It was big enough for them to be comfortable and was isolated enough for them not to draw any unwanted attention to themselves. It also provided easy access to both Glasgow and Edinburgh.
Monday, November 2, 2026
Borrowing from the Bangles
Okay folks! It's been another exciting week so far! So, "Off we go into the wild blue..." You know the rest, in fact you're probably humming the tune right now as you read this.
So, juvat, what's going on for you to be so excited this week? Well...Tuesday I get a PET scan. One's gotta look forward to that!
No Beans, I'm not taking the dogs to the vet. No, Mrs J is taking me to the Doc. A PET scan is a Positron Emission Tomography.

So, you lay down on the two bars and stick your head into the toilet bowl. They flush it and it takes pictures of the inner working of your noggin.
That clears things up a lot doesn't it? Just kidding of course. It detects early signs of cancer, heart disease and brain conditions. In my situation those conditions are ordered in increasing likelihood. My short term memory is horrible since the accident and my heart caused the accident so...
We've also had a bit of a vehicle problem. Our only vehicle, Mrs J’s car, ran over a nail and we didn't notice it until the next morning when the tire was flat as a pancake. Got out the spare and the jack and never having had to use it on this car, found out that the wrench head didn't fit the nuts on the wheel. Since we bought the car used, we think the prior owner just went to WalMart and bought a tire iron. Hadn't needed it until we did!
Well...Fecal matter!
So, finally gave up and called a service to come and change the tire. The service guy showed up 15 minutes later and I hear his power tool turning lug nuts. 15 minutes after that, he drove off.
Mission complete! We're taking the flat tire to Costco to replace along with the other 3 that are approaching end life. So be it.
That's the highlights for this week. (I hope and pray!) We shall see what will be. In the meantime, I think I'll go back in time to a song I kinda like. Hope you do also.
Peace out y'all!
Sunday, November 1, 2026
Ashore
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Wolf's team of fifteen men were riding in the two trucks, heading for Edinburgh. He was sitting in the cab of one vehicle with the man who was his employer's liaison with Wolf's team. Guy's name was Stewart and Wolf looked at him expectantly.







