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Navajo Code Talkers grew, from 29 in 1942 to over 400 by the end of WWII in 1945. Navajo Code was only used in the Pacific War. Japanese tried to break the code, but were unsuccessful. USMC tell us that Navajo Code was the only military code, in modern history, never broken by an enemy.
Aircraft Type - Serial - (c/n) . . Panavia Tornado GR4A - ZA398 - (199/BS065)
Owner/Operator . . Cornwall Aviation Heritage Centre
Location & Date . . Newquay Cornwall Airport (NQY/EGHQ) England UK - 8th October 2022
Coded 087
Reader note: adult memoir themes, desire, memory, relationships, and emotional consequence.
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Khamis was not just
a body to her.
He became shelter.
Weight.
Heat.
Voice.
A human anchor.
Not because it was sexual.
Because it was safety.
The way he lay there,
talked to her,
held her in place,
and calmed the storm
in her nervous system
became a kind of imprint.
So when he left,
it was not only
a man went away.
It was this:
The person
whose presence calmed her
removed that presence
from her life.
That is a different grief.
◇ ◇ ◇
She was not only longing
for romance
or touch.
She was longing
for the one physical arrangement
that had told her body:
You are safe now.
You can stop bracing.
I am here.
Her body received
something larger
than desire.
Regulation.
Safety.
Recognition.
Home inside skin.
That does not mean
he owed her
his whole life.
But it does mean
his leaving hurt
in a way ordinary absence
does not explain.
◇ ◇ ◇
Something beloved
is going away.
You can see it happening.
You cannot stop it.
Helpless witness.
The loved thing
is leaving.
She could not keep him.
She had to stand there
and watch love leave.
That is why
his leaving became
so enormous inside her.
It was not only
about romance.
For a little while,
he had not been
the leaving.
He had been warmth.
Weight.
Voice.
Presence.
Shelter.
◇ ◇ ◇
She carried grief
from 1979
because something in her
kept asking:
Where did the shelter go?
And the adult answer
was painful.
The shelter had to become
internal.
She built rooms
of her own.
She carried the note.
She survived
without the weight of him.
But the younger woman
still remembered
what it felt like
when someone else
held the roof up
for a while.
That was not weakness.
That was body memory.
◇ ◇ ◇
When the Egyptian officer returned in 1985,
it was grief
breaking open.
It was:
You’re back.
You’re really back.
I never thought
I would see you again.
That was not just desire.
That was the body
recognizing someone
it had been carrying
for six years.
Maybe she should have cried.
Maybe she should have gone
straight to him
and let the truth spill out
before pride,
politeness,
fear,
and old codes
got their boots on.
Or maybe he would have frozen.
Maybe he would have stepped
into pride.
Maybe the truth
would have been too naked
in the room.
She was trying
to read him.
She was trying
to protect herself.
She was trying not
to make a fool of herself
in front of a man
who had already disappeared once.
But emotionally,
that was the real greeting:
You came back.
I waited somewhere
inside myself.
I thought I had lost you
forever.
That was the sentence
under everything.
Passing codeline and B&O-style position lights, CSXT #2555 leads a short J780 into the town of Medora on the Baltimore and Ohio's former mainline to Saint Louis.
Strobist: AB1600 with gridded 60 X30 softbox camera left. Reflector camera left. Triggered by Cybersync.
Agent Whiskers reporting from the Aquatic Surveillance Unit. Method of gathering intel – periscope mode. Status – damp but effective. Mission – I’d tell you, but then I’d have to splash you.
A weathered barcode on a shipping container.
Country: Netherlands.
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20160321-0593
Weersvoorspelling voor tweede Paasdag
www.nrc.nl/nieuws/2016/03/27/knmi-geeft-code-geel-af-voor...
Railroad code line is quickly disappearing. However, on this day in Risingsun, Ohio, the code line pole stands tall against the blue sky of a February morning.
For a few years I took a stall to many events in the south /south east to sell my code 3 diecast bus models and built white metal and resin kits. Here is my stall in Littlehampton ,Sussex in July 2001.
Macro mondays - Games people play
Close up with Tamron 90mm w/ kenko 2x entender of the bar code of the center of a ps3 dvd game
HMM
The youthful common eland, named Code, came to the fence to say hello. It's going to be fun to watch as he grows.
Sometimes you just need a break, literally, to allow the garbage to flow past and give the code a little breathing space. Sleep, walking outdoors, a nice swim. Ask Friedrich August Kekulé. Once you are free that center looks so big!
Sketchbook, cracks by PhotoWizard, distressedfx, and a whole lot of tiny tiny drawing.