Sunday, May 27, 2007

Memorial Day

my Dad on the left, with the army of the occupation in Germany. Dad's writing on the back identifies the others as "Matt and Ed"

My Uncle Ernie and his favorite car.

A scene in either Germany or Austria, during the occupation.

Eisenhower in Germany, either in '47 or '48

From the end of the war in 1945 until the formation of the Federal Republic of Germany in May 1949 from the areas under control of the Western Powers (France, Britain and the US), the country remained under military control. Civilian high commissioners replaced the military governors at that time, yet the western occupation didn't officially end until 1955. Due to the cold war, West Berlin remained under Allied occupation till 1990 and the reunification of Germany.

Ending a war is not like ordering a happy meal. We are used to neat and clean endings like in the movies, but the clean-up is often long and arduous. Many think it was because of the poor handling of the aftermath of World War I that Europe went up in flames again after only twenty years (more or less).

Those who go to war for our freedom and safety, and those who fight and work to secure the peace deserve our respect and support.

Monday, May 21, 2007

Useless comparissons

I'm a year older than Glenn Reynolds! Funny, I thought he would be younger than that...

Here's the math. Yesterday he said that he was 6 during the Summer of Love. In that post he linked to this by Ann Althouse who said that the Summer of Love was 40 years ago. (I personally have no recollection of this stuff.)

That would make Mr. Reynolds 46. I'm 47.

I am only a year older than he? That can't be right! I thought he was just a puppy...

...oh wait, that wouldn't work!

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Sunday, May 13, 2007

Happy Mother's Day

My Mom and Marlene

With everything that's been going on, today (Mother's Day) was the first chance we've had to introduce Marlene to my Mom. Even though she had become fussy, and was hungry after the long car ride, Marlene calmed right down when she was held by Mom, and smiled and gurgled happily. They just fell instantly in love with each other.

It was a shame when we finally had to peel them away so that the baby could have her lunch....

Violets in my Mom's yard

These are violets from my Mom's lawn. Violets were my Grandmother's favorite flowers. These might have been transplanted from her lawn.

Friday, May 11, 2007


Interesting bit of synchronicity...

Watching PBS, the Secret Files of the Inquisition, while reading this on the recent decision by the Tufts disciplinary board at Tufts University.

Boston, the birthplace of freedom...

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Wednesday, May 09, 2007