Tuesday, December 31, 2024

Reflections on the Last Few Days of 2024

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'Twas a gray weekend, rained most of Saturday, cleared up Sunday for a bit, then it rained late. But the temperatures were in the upper 50s so no big deal.

I'll take warm and wet over cold and wet any day. But hey, it's not like I have to go out and do anything do I?

I like that.

Odd dream Saturday night, seems I was in the British Army, a major I believe, and had been seconded to the intelligence branch (the dream was sketchy on details).

Spent most of the dream going from office to office, being snarky all the way. Had an Indian gentlemen tell me I couldn't go through a certain door. Which I proceeded to do anyway. He was surprised, said he'd been trying to get through that door for weeks.

Odd that.

I have watched far too much football. But as I watched very little in September and October, I don't feel too badly about that. Hey, I'm retired, right?

Grandkids are a joy, though their energy seems boundless, they do have to sleep some. That's when I recover. The boys keep me hopping, no lie.

Weather was beautiful on Monday, sunny, in the high 50s still. A glorious day.

Had another strange dream on Sunday night. I returned to my former place of employment to discover that they had added miles and miles of corridors but still had the same volume of lab and office space. But it was okay, there were these androgynous androids available to show you around. Their programming was, shall we say, suboptimal. I mean, after all, I wasn't around to help. (No, I don't wish to go back, love the people, hated the direction the job was going in. Seems to be the thought that it doesn't matter if you're ignorant of what the customer wants, as long as you follow the process, then it's all good. Don't follow the process? Then it doesn't matter if you give the customer what they want. You done messed up A-Aron. But that's all behind me now, the doc says that that nervous tic will eventually go away ...)

Life is good, everyone seems happy, I know I am.

Welp, gotta new computer game (What?!?! Another one!!) that I simply have to wring out.

Bloody Nazis are coming through the Ardennes again, only me and my keyboard stand between them and Antwerp.

Be seeing you.




Monday, December 30, 2024

New Year, New Things

 Well, Campers, there has been progress on several fronts down in the great State of Texas. First, this post was written on my new (to me) Mac laptop.  Seems the battery was a bit faulty when I bought the computer and it crapped out a few weeks ago.  3 weeks and ~$300 later it was functional again.  Ahh Well!  

While waiting for it to be returned, one morning I was looking out the window, this was the view. Picture doesn't really convey his size well.  He was huge!

Drives the Great Pyrenees nuts, yes it does.  They charge out of the house at full speed to the fence line.  The steer just stands there and laugh's at them!  

 Life is good.  

What's the status of the Grand Kids?  The eldest turned 3 the end of October.   In fact,  all three grand kids birthdays are the last 3 days of October, just an FYI.  Makes it very easy to remember when gift purchasing is required.  End of October and End of December. Heck, even I can remember that.

Mags got some wooden fruit so she could practice slicing them.


In any case, MG got several outfits based on the "Frozen" movie.  She seems to like them.  Wears them 24 hours a day.



Running to show Grams her new dress.  Speed was slightly more than my phone could handle.

Her brother, Leon', just turned one and is walking and starting to put together sentences, so...Progress!

He also seems to enjoy riding the scooter!

My Brother has completed his move out of SoCal and is ensconced in one of our guest houses. He has a couple of work from home gigs, so not likely to starve.

My younger brother watching the present unwrapping ceremony.

Gotta take care of all the participants in the Christmas celebration.  Even T-Dog gets a bit of love from her Dad.


Had a Christmas Morning video chat with Little Juvat, LJW and Miss B in England.  All is well in Jolly Old, and Santa successfully visited their domicile also.  We were a bit concerned about that.  It IS quite a distance away, but the Military Postal Service came through with flying colors.  Bravo Zulu, folks!

As mentioned earlier, this post also represents a major shift in the pattern of the Universe.  Writing it on the Mac has a whole slew of different methods of writing it.  Fortunately, MBD has been a Mac Nut for millennia and was willing to help me figure out how to do things (aka inserting pictures and positioning them).

Thanks, Sweetheart!.

It's been a very pleasant Holiday Season, Not a lot of drama, lots of stories told, Good Food, Good Wine.  What a great way to celebrate this Holiday Season, hope yours went well also.

Peace out y'All!


Sunday, December 29, 2024

Letting it Idle ...

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All hands remain in holiday mode as of this writing. Truth be told, 'tis right and proper to be that way. Everyone has worked hard over the course of 2024, the adults at their places of employment, the kids at their places of education. Though Finnegan is technically in day care, it's not a place where the kids get to slack off all day, they're actually learning. Roberto went to the same place and now attends private school (Pre-K through high school) where his attainment of knowledge continues to impress his grandfather.

Seriously, the staff has a plan and that plan is to teach. The wee bairns begin learning their numbers and letters at a young age, the sort of thing Your Humble Scribe didn't start to grok until the first grade!

So the kids are out of school, Tuttle and The Nuke are enjoying some well-earned vacation time, The Missus Herself continues to make herself useful everywhere and with everything.

Me? I just try to keep up. Though truth be told, I'm not trying too hard at the moment. I do have post-vacation plans, most of which involve getting Almost a Lifetime published. I mean it's written and edited, innit? So what am I waiting for?

Well, I want to read through it myself one more time. Perhaps create an appendix to put all those unit rosters in rather than inline with the main story, also some appendices containing the various foreign phrases used throughout the book, also some stuff on organization and equipment. Most of it is readily available, just needs incorporating.

Anyhoo, that's the plan.

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I have also purchased quite a few wargames for the computer. I mean why not? I have the time, people gifted me the cash to purchase said games, and Lord knows I'm going to have do something.

Waterloo, Eylau, Friedland, Jena, Auerstädt, Borodino, and Wagram are all now available for me to refight on the computer screen. Can I better Napoléon's record? Probably not, but it won't be for lack of trying. (And with the advantage of not being shot at, I can probably do alright.)

I have much to do and plenty of time to do it in. I'll get started on that ...

Eventually!





P.S. The General's Maple Mayhem is excellent. Sort of a sweet (the maple syrup) and somewhat spicey (the habaneros) treat. Most excellent indeed.

Saturday, December 28, 2024

Cruising into the New Year

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Not feeling the urge to do any creative writing just yet, I am enjoying my vacation far too much to knuckle down and get to work. Believe me, I've tried. But then the Legos come out, or one of the granddogs need attention, or some sporting event or Christmas movie is playing in the living room ...

So ...

Apologies, I'll get back to it eventually. I will have to head back north eventually, where I have a slew of things I want to accomplish (a couple of which The Missus Herself has indicated should be done sooner rather than later, my computer room is close to being designated a disaster area) after this vacation. (When the holidays are over I shall still be on permanent vacation, just not going anywhere.)

Went to a couple of cool places in the Annapolis area today, one of which had that awesome train setup above. Spent quite a few minutes watching the trains and checking out the delightful terrain through which they ran. (Cool Christmas villages and the like.)

Homestead Gardens had lots of cool stuff besides the great holiday train display. Your Humble Scribe picked up a rather interesting take on maple syrup which I can't wait to try ...

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I mean, what's not to like? It's maple syrup infused with habanero peppers and the bottle is SHAPED LIKE A GRENADE!! OMG, awesomeness to the nth power! (And the company is veteran owned so I get to support my brothers and sisters in arms, I'm always up for that.)

Anyhoo, gotta run, we're building an X-Wing fighter out of Legos.

I am having so much fun.

I'll be back, soon-ish. 😎



Friday, December 27, 2024

Boxing Day

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Another Christmas has come and gone, my four year old grandson was bemoaning that very fact on Thursday morning. For him it's all pretty lights and presents under the tree. I mean that's not a bad thing, is it?

I don't think so, it's the way many American kids view the holiday (and honestly, most Americans of many ages). Reminding them that it commemorates the birth of Christ the Savior will draw blank looks from the very young. Which Roberto qualifies as. Why spoil things by browbeating the bairns with what the holiday is "supposed" to mean.

I put that word in quotes for a reason, Christmas doesn't mean the same thing to everyone. Is it really a problem to have one day of the year dedicated to sharing presents with loved ones, a day dedicated to gathering together for a fine meal and fellowship?

I think Jesus would approve.

Enjoy the season.

May you be blessed.



Thursday, December 26, 2024

John Blackshoe Sends: Serendipity History - Motivation matters - The Battle of Trenton 26 December 1776 - A bold, desperate Christmas gamble that changed history (Part 2 of 2)

Last time we discussed events leading up to General Washington’s decision to take his shrinking, tired and battle weary army across the Delaware River into New Jersey to attack the Hessian forces settle in for a long winter’s nap in Trenton. Let’s row!

A German immigrant, Emmanuel Leutze, painted this artistic masterpiece in 1851. He actually painted three nearly identical versions. The first went to a museum in Bremen, German, where allied bombings destroyed it in 1942. This is the second, now in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The third was slightly smaller and hung in the White House 1979-2014, and is now in the Minnesota Marine Art Museum in Winona, MN. (Which looks like a very nice museum!)
It is great art, but lousy history. The river here is less than 300 yards wide. Washington’s army crossed at night, not daylight, the “Betsy Ross flag” was not adopted until a year later, the boat is too small and vastly different from the “Durham boats” used, and too crowded, and the weather is far too nice. But, the symbolism is wonderful. Again, great art, lousy history and too many people learn their history from movies or pretty pictures, not facts.

A more accurate depiction is probably this one by Mort Kunstler, an excellent modern military artist, depicting the flat ferry boats used to transport mostly artillery and horses, but not the Durham boats used by most troops.

Okay, so they crossed an icy river on a bunch of boats, in rain and snow and wind, so then what?

Pennsylvania artist Harrington Fitzgerald (1847-1930) painted this version Washington’s crossing about 100 years after the Revolutionary War. Instead of showing the actual crossing, Fitzgerald shows the Continental Army on the New Jersey side of the river regrouping and preparing to march on Trenton. Fitzgerald spent much of his life working for a family-owned newspaper, but studied painting under several notable American artists, including Thomas Eakins and John Singer Sargent. Fitzgerald is best known for his works depicting the landscape of Valley Forge.
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Now, this is starting to look COLD, wet, windy. Even an unopposed landing is complex, especially getting units formed up from different boats. Dang, the weather sucks.

Trenton was about 10 miles from the crossing site, in the cold, wet, freezing weather. The troops had been up all night waiting to cross. Thanks to Murphy’s usual contributions, they were running several hours late. Time to move out! 

Washington’s army marches to Trenton.
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Don Troiani is one of the best contemporary American military artists (my other favorite is COL Donna J. Neary, USMCR, (Ret)) with superb attention to detail, and thoroughly researched arms, equipment, uniforms, and the geography and tactical situations depicted.

(The landing and march paintings above are both from the Museum of the American Revolution, which is truly outstanding if you ever visit Philadelphia. Troiani is also a serious collector of military antiques, enhancing his painting details. He discusses his collecting, paintings and work with the museum in this 62 minute video.)

As Washington’s men hurried towards Trenton, the chill wind was at their backs. The artillery unit in the foreground had been lucky enough to get some new clothing issues from Philadelphia, so are better dressed than many. Captain Alexander Hamilton (age 19 at the time) leaning back in the saddle at left, commanded 30 New Yorkers with their two gleaming bronze six pounder howitzers which were among the 18 artillery pieces brought across the river to play a key role in the battle.


Hessian commander, Colonel Johan Rall [sometimes Rahl] was competent, experienced, and senior, but his Hessian superiors and peers hated him for those factors and also his not being of their higher social status, so cooperation was nil. Pennsylvania and New Jersey militia had been pestering the Hessians with nightly harassing fire, so the Hessians were already tired and jumpy, and used to their outposts being attacked. Thus the first shots on 26 December were not considered significant until they realized it was a major assault. The 2,400 Continental soldiers were split to surround the town on both sides while the main body moved through Trenton. This became a running battle as the 1,500 Hessians tried to form up under direct artillery fire with shot and canister from multiple directions, directed by Henry Knox, along with infantry support. Colonel Rall was mortally wounded, living barely long enough to surrender his force to Washington, with a plea that they be treated humanely. (They were. It’s usually the American way.) Hessian losses were 22 dead, 86 wounded and nearly 900 captured (some of whom later escaped). American losses were miraculously only FIVE WOUNDED, and zero dead. One of the wounded was future president, James Monroe in the final attack to seize the Hessian artillery.

Don Troiani’s rendition of Colonel Rall being hit while trying to form up his troops.
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American military historian and artist H. Charles McBarron (1902-1992) provided his interpretation of the battle, depicting the attack on Hessian artillery in which James Monroe was wounded.

The results were decisive. The victory was significant not only for the immediate morale boost, but for the fact that 1,200 muskets, six cannons, and large supplies of uniforms and food were captured when the Colonials needed all they could get.

I very much like artist Don Troiani’s comment:

“And for the Holiday Season we have the most important American history Christmas of them all, the Battle of Trenton in 1776 which certainly could be described at the battle that saved American Independence. Here is depicted the death of Colonel Rall commanding the Hessian Brigade defending the town. Following the this up with another victory at Princeton , the crumbling rebellion was given new hope and General Washington's bold move assured his place as one of the greatest Americans of all time.”

The victories at Trenton and a week later at Princeton were unbelievably bold, and fortunately for our freedom today, they were successful. Perhaps today we can smugly make memes about the Battle of Trenton, but at the time it was a deadly serious opportunity upon which our ultimate victory rested.


Thomas Paine’s contribution to the focus on independence, and his motivational words right before the Trenton campaign were major contributions, but he did much more. Paine went on to write a total of 13 installments of “The American Crisis” by 1780; worked with Congress to execute the war; continued his (then considered radical) advocacy leading to the Northwest Ordinance; writing on “The Rights of Man,” and “The Age of Reason.” He became involved with the French Revolution, narrowly escaped the guillotine, and was finally released from French prison with help from James Monroe, one of the victors at Trenton, who perhaps recalled the effects of Paine’s writing which made that possible.

“At the time of his death, most American newspapers reprinted the obituary notice from the New York Evening Post that was in turn quoting from The American Citizen, which read in part: ‘He had lived long, did some good, and much harm.’ Only six mourners came to his funeral, two of whom were black, most likely freedmen.” (Source)

I’d show a photo of his grave, but he was denied burial in a Quaker cemetery near his home, so buried instead on his farm. Ten years later, an admiring radical exhumed the skeletal remains and took them to England for “a heroic reburial on his native soil.” But after 15 years that had not taken place, and eventually the remains were lost, although there were unconfirmed claims by some that they possessed his skull or right hand. (Source)


For a much better account of the entire Revolution up through Trenton and Princeton, I MOST STRONGLY recommend Rick Atkinson’s superbly researched and incredibly well written “The British Are Coming!” (Available via ABEbooks.com for under $10.00 - Best money you will spend this month!)

For a U.S. Army professional analysis of the Trenton operation go here.

NOTE: As an American I see this as a huge win for the good guys. However, the losers sometimes have very different view on these events. For those wishing to see what the Brits think check out their analysis at here. That site is excellent for virtually every significant battle in British history.

Merry Christmas, 1776, indeed!
 
 

Wednesday, December 25, 2024

John Blackshoe Sends: Serendipity History – Motivation matters – The Battle of Trenton 26 December 1776 – A bold, desperate Christmas gamble that changed history (Part 1 of 2)

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We’ve all chuckled at the smug memes boasting like this one. But there is a lot more to the story.

Christmas day in 1776 passed with no deaths, but it was a miserable day for the insurrectionist Continental forces under George Washington. The next day, December 26, 1776 was the eventful day that paid off. But, how were men motivated to do what they did?
 
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English born Thomas Paine(1737-1809) could be called “the father of the American Revolution,” and perhaps deserves credit for victory at the Battle of Trenton. He was a fascinating guy, a “staymaker” (corset maker) by trade but occasional privateer, grocer, customs tax collector, school teacher, designer of iron bridges, and political activist with rebellious, radical political philosophies. He fled England to avoid debtor’s prison, after meeting Benjamin Franklin who connected him with Philadelphia associates. Paine arrived in Philadelphia in November 1774, sick with typhoid, but eventually recovered and became editor of the new Pennsylvania Magazine, the first commercially successful magazine in the colonies. As “…a publication [which] should become a ‘nursery of genius’ for a nation that had ‘now outgrown the state of infancy,’ exercising and educating American minds, and shaping American morality” it touched on many political topics. An early issue even had an article on the abolition of slavery. Thomas Paine’s popular essays clearly shaped public opinion, or at least fueled the debates, and stoked the desire for liberty. (Source and further information on Paine)


Open rebellion in the American colonies actually began on April 19, 1775 by forcibly repulsing the King’s Army attempts to seize arms and ammunition. The rebellious colonials had certainly not defeated the most powerful military and naval forces in the world at that time, but did far better than either side expected. Remarkably, they had avoided utter defeat, and continued to at least partially win some engagements such as Bunker [Breed’s] Hill, and successfully besieged Boston.

Insurrectionist Redoubt on Bunker Hill, waiting for the British attack, by Don Troiani, 2000.
This was done by people who showed up, mainly as volunteer militia forces. People who “make things happen” as opposed to the other people who “watch things happen,” or the least involved who merely “wonder what happened.”
 
Bunker Hill was a taste of what Patriot forces could do: bravely stand up to regulars under repeated waves with good small unit leadership. But in the end, logistics were the determining factor as they exhausted their ammunition and were forced to retreat from their position, made worse by the lack of skilled commanders to coordinate reinforcements or replacement troops to hold their hasty fortifications . Repeated attacks had cost the British attackers a shocking 268 dead and over 800 wounded, before they drove the locals from the field. Despite this success, the Brits lacked the will and fresh forces to occupy the field and returned to Boston. The total patriot losses were only about 500, mostly wounded. Hostilities were serious, and people on both sides were dedicated to their causes.

The remainder of 1775 saw Boston besieged by the colonials, while acts of revolution took place as far away as Ninety-Six, SC and Great Bridge, VA. Colonial forces advanced on Montreal and Quebec, Canada but discovered that colonists in the Great White North showed no interest in fighting for independence. A Navy and a Marine Corps were established on paper and slowly grew.


In January, 1776 Thomas Paine published (anonymously) a 47 page pamphlet “Common Sense” which became an instant “influencer” and topic of discussions across the colonies, advocating for Independence from British rule, setting the agenda for that year. This was immensely popular, selling unprecedented numbers, and causing spirited discussions in taverns and elsewhere, building support for self rule.

Since 1775, “My A** Rides In Navy Equipment.” Marines landing in Nassau, Bahamas.
The Bahamas in March are a nice place to go for a boat ride. Pennsylvania in December, not so much.
Militarily, in 1776 naval forces engaged the Brits in the Bahamas, and the Brits departed from Boston. Fighting continued in the Carolinas, and elsewhere. Independence was declared on July 4, 1776. New York was the major city in the colonies, and Washington attempted to fortify it with an army that was too small, too untrained, and too ill-equipped. The British forces from Boston and the home islands concentrated against New York in a massive fleet, dispersed on the numerous waterways, and slowly forced Washington’s forces from Long Island, Brooklyn, Manhattan and White Plains to fortifications at Fort Washington on the NY side of the Hudson River and Fort Lee on the New Jersey side, and then out of those strong points. Control of Lake Champlain was ceded to the British after a valiant battle at Valcour Bay. In almost every case, the Colonial forces could not defeat the British, but slowed British advanced and inflicted casualties, before retreating to fight again another day in another place. But, “winning by not losing” takes a toll on morale, strength and supplies.

While British Imperial reinforcements steadily poured in, struggling militias straggled in and out of the Continental lines for short terms around Boston or New York. Many were farmers, and untended crops would result in starvation or ruin for them, their families and neighbors. Likewise merchants and tradesmen could ill afford endless duty away from home. A marvelous soldier’s record “Private Yankee Doodle” by Joseph Plumb Martin really gives a feel for life in the ranks.

Worse, the militias, and the small number of more or less “Regular” Continental soldiers with longer enlistments were exceedingly poorly supported by their fractious and feeble new Congressional government. Congress had little ability to raise funds, less to procure essential supplies and almost no means to distribute supplies to where they were needed. Arms were mostly what men brought with them, or captured, or were occasionally delivered from European agents or supporters. Cannon were desperately scarce and almost unique in their ammunition needs. Powder mills were few and small. Communications moved at the speed of horseback, or slower by sail. Grand strategy was impossible, and even tactical success was difficult under the conditions.

Military success was as much by luck as skill, with few officers having more than a smattering of military knowledge, sometimes self-taught from reading. The obese 25 year old Boston book seller, Henry Knox was an outstanding example, who had ventured to the wilds of Fort Ticonderoga and returned, to everyone’s amazement, with a huge supply of cannon and ammunition, just in time for the Siege of Boston. He earned the position as Washington’s Chief of Artillery, and continuously worked minor miracles “adding dignity to what would otherwise be a vulgar brawl” for the duration of the war.


But the year 1776, despite the bold Declaration, had been one of repeated setbacks as Washington’s troops retreated from one place to the next, the mice hunted by the British cat. For most of military history, the “fighting season” ends in late fall to resume in the spring, with armies settling in to “winter quarters” trying to survive and maybe become better prepared for the next year. As winter began in late 1776, the British set up several winter outposts across New Jersey to protect their new headquarters in New York. 

Washington’s battered and demoralized force had retreated across New Jersey to Pennsylvania as winter began to set in, with many enlistments due to expire in January. As Christmas approached, Washington decided it was essential for his tired troops to attack the Hessian mercenary troops already in winter quarters in Trenton. A victory might rally his demoralized forces and keep the war alive. But, a defeat would extinguish the American Revolution, and its leaders would be hung as traitors. 

He planned a three prong attack using his army as the main force, with smaller militia commands crossing a several miles to the south. They would cross after dark on Christmas night (25 December) march the 10 miles to Trenton and attack at dawn. In the end, the two militia prongs were unable to make the crossing, so it was all on Washington’s forces. 

Washington’s Plan, with Ewing’s Crossing (Red) and Cadwalader’s Crossing (Blue)
south of Washington’s Crossing (Green). Library of Congress

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It would take more than a snarky meme to motivate his men to fight again. 

Only six months earlier, “lives, fortunes and scared honor” had been earnestly pledged by men of standing, privilege, and wealth, no longer willing to submit to oppression by a government too far removed geographically and too disinterested in the problems in the daily lives of those who bore the burden of government demands, taxes and policies. Thomas Paine’s writing had helped motivate them.

Now, Thomas Paine delivered a broadside which saved the day. No, not a naval broadside of cannon fire, but the paper type, a large sheet printed on one side dated December 19th or December 23rd 1776. Barely two years after arriving in America, his broadside “The American Crisis” (noted as “By the Author of COMMON SENSE”) fervently laid out the challenges and rewards of continuing the fight for freedom. Washington got copies and ordered it read aloud to his entire army, prior to embarking on the Trenton attack. This inspiring piece boosted morale and commitment to the Revolutionary cause among citizens and soldiers. Here is the memorable opening -

These are the times that try men’s souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine
patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that
stands it now deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like
hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder
the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we
esteem too lightly: it is dearness only that gives every thing its value. Heaven
knows how to put a proper price upon its goods; and it would be strange indeed if
so celestial an article as FREEDOM should not be highly rated. Britain, with an
army to enforce her tyranny, has declared that she has the right (not only to TAX)
but “to BIND us in ALL CASES WHATSOEVER,” and if being bound in that manner is
not slavery, then is there not such a thing as slavery upon earth. Even the
expression is impious; for so unlimited a power can belong only to God.
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Stirring words, but were they enough!

To be continued in Part Two where we go over the river the through the woods to the Hessian’s houses.



Tuesday, December 24, 2024

Tired, But So Blessed With Family¹

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So Spiderman was explaining to me the various house rules when it struck me, I can visit the kids anytime I want now. No worries about work, vacation time, etc., etc. Of course, the ability to pay for these excursions still has to be considered. But from my examination of our financial state, should be no problem at all.

So short rations lately here as far as the "free ice cream" goes, but most of us are busy with the holidays so we don't expect a lot of visitors over this time period. I'll do what I can to keep the lights on and provide something for your morning coffee.

To be honest, I've having far too much fun with my grandkids to worry about much of anything at all.

Sunday's post was a first, I posted from my cellphone. It was interesting, can't say I enjoyed it but hey, at least I posted, right?

I'll try and do better.

I've scheduled JB's Trenton story for Christmas and Boxing Day (it's a two-parter). He suggested doing so in order for me to relax and enjoy the holiday.

Good man that JB.

Anyhoo, I'll be back after Christmas with something new, I hope. Yes, the tank vignette is still in process. I promise, I will finish it. Soon.

To you and yours, Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah.

Aloha.




¹ Oh yes, I am. Good suggestion Tuna.

Monday, December 23, 2024

Well…Nuts

As I reported a while ago, I had to take my new (to me) Mac laptop in to the repair shop because the battery wouldn't take a charge. It's still there. No problem, I think to myself, my PC is still working I can write this post on it.

Not so fast, Buckwheat. It took 15 minutes to boot and then another 10 to load blogger to write this post. Every click of the mouse is followed by what seems to be an interminable wait.

So, I'm writing this on my iPad, which apparently doesn't insert the HTML code necessary for, oh I don't know, a web page.

Sorry, hopefully I'll have the Mac back in time for next week.

Merry Christmas, y'all!

juvat

Sunday, December 22, 2024

Still Alive ...

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Alive and exhausted.Long day at the wheel yesterday.

But we arrived safe and sound.

Now, as my grandson says, "Time to beat up Grandpa!"

Yes, let the beatings begin ...



Saturday, December 21, 2024

The Solstice, or On the Road Again ...

Dawn on the Chesapeake
Photo by Dave Harp
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Happy Winter!

So I'm technically on Christmas holiday from work, no we don't call it that any more, I'm not technically retired until the first of the year.

But as I am footloose and fancy free, and have grandkids within a day's drive, we're off to the banks of the Chesapeake Bay. Hopefully it won't be as frigid as in that lovely opening photo, hopefully it will be warmer than this ...

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Yup, Friday's weather was a bit wintery. Started as rain, switched to a mix, eventually had a couple of inches of heavy wet snow. Roads stayed good, which was fortunate as we went out to dinner courtesy of good friends. (To celebrate my retirement, aber natürlich, very nice Portuguese restaurant.)

But Annapolis got mostly rain, so we've got that going for us.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some grandchildren I need to entertain.

I'll be back ...

Said in a completely, non-Austrian¹, friendly sort of way.

Be well.




¹ Arnold Schwarzenegger is Austrian, not German. Just thought I'd point that out.

Friday, December 20, 2024

'Tis Done ...


A bittersweet day Thursday, the 19th instant.

Spent the day making sure the new kids knew where I'd put all of my accumulated knowledge, such as it is, in the official (unclassified) notebook for our project. Much of it was given in cookbook fashion, to wit ...
  • Push the button on the bottom of such and such ...
  • Make sure the light comes on ...
  • Now click the right mouse button and select such and such in the menu presented ...
And much more along those lines. It's one thing to teach someone which buttons to push, it's quite another to try and convey what one should be looking for while doing so. I mean it's all well and good to see things when everything is working correctly, then there is the -

Uh, was it supposed to flash like that, freeze up, then start over?

Um, no, no, it really shouldn't do that. Try it again, success is "yup, it did it again," failure is "ah crap, it worked that time." Now we need to run it again, over and over, to see if the failure reoccurs. Oh yes, we need to turn up logging as well, so if it does fail, the developers can try and figure out why.

Passing that sort of knowledge along is much harder, it can take months, if not years, of experience to see a thing and say, "Well that wasn't quite right, was it?"

So I left them with, "if you see anything which seems even a bit off, show someone."

There's a lot of experience in the lab I left behind me, but the thing is, they have other things they need to be doing, not just shepherding the newbies through those difficult early months.

I mean if it was easy, we'd have these guys do it ...

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And based on my experience, those types tend to gravitate towards managerial roles.



That being said ...

Spent much of the day going around and saying bye to folks I know and people I've worked with. Sure I'll see some of them outside of work, it's not outside the realm of possibility, but I won't be seeing them frequently.

There are quite a few people at work that I will miss a great deal, good people, very good at their jobs, and a joy to work with. Them I will miss dearly.

Now, how about that cake?

Our boss ordered that cake early in the week, it's readily apparent that the cake decorator didn't really understand the assignment. Though they did remark that writing "quitter" on the cake was "mean." So maybe that's why they spelled it wrong?

(Also the cake decorator doesn't have a nautical background, otherwise they'd know that the phrase is "fair winds and following seas," yes, that finial "s" is important.)

The boss was somewhat mortified when she picked up the cake and saw the result. But being a very practical person (which makes her an awesome boss) she quickly realized that a messed up cake was better than no cake.

She was, of course, right.

My reaction made her feel better. "What I only get one following sea? And yes, I am quite the quitter. I see what you did there."

Oh dear, what will they do without me?

Probably get more work done, but they won't laugh nearly as much.




Time to reflect on my new state in life. It's different.

I am looking forward to getting more sleep.

Oh, the cake was absolutely delicious, so at least the baker knew their business.

Time for a ...



Ciao!