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Bruce Fields / WBC Wels at the fly again
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And we have a winner at the dunk tank at Old Orchard Beach, ME. Note the Corona promotion girl on the left getting sprayed.
Thousands of Heidelberg military community members gathered on Patrick Henry Village for the 2009 Fourth of July Celebration. The day was full of games, food, prizes, live entertainment and, of course, fireworks. BOSS President Spc. Meagan Iafelice takes the plunge in the dunking booth. (Photo by USAG Baden-Wuerttemberg Public Affairs)
A pre-dawn picture of Dunks Point (Burnt Point), looking south from "The Rock". Tobermory, Ontario, Canada.
"We get around together, rhyme forever and we won't be mad when worn in bad weather" - My Adidas : Run DMC
A big donut and an even bigger mug to dunk it in. Mmmm donut....
Major props to Run DMC and the late JMJ for getting 205th St & Hollis named after them.
Strobist info:
1 580EX II 1/64 power shoot through umbrella camera left
1 430EX 1/64 power shoot through umbrella camera right
1 550EX 1/4 power pointed at background
Camera settings:
1/300 f/8 ISO800
Lens used:
Canon EF 50mm f/1.2L USM
Setup shot can be found here
Thousands of Heidelberg military community members gathered on Patrick Henry Village for the 2009 Fourth of July Celebration. The day was full of games, food, prizes, live entertainment and, of course, fireworks. (Photo by USAG Baden-Wuerttemberg Public Affairs)
The battle of Antietam, fought on September 17, 1862, near the little village of Sharpsburg, Maryland, was the bloodiest single day in American history. At the end of one day of fighting, approximately 23,000 men had become casualties; either killed, wounded or missing. Every year in early December the National Park Service commemorates the sacrifices made by these men by staging a grand illumination of the battlefield with over 23,000 luminaries spread across five square miles of the landscape. The full scope of the tragedy of Antietam cannot be conveyed by numbers or statistics alone. But the visual portrayal of the enormous number of casualties as depicted with the glowing lights so densely placed across seemingly endless acre after acre of farm land is truly stunning.
Once we entered the battlefield the drivers were all instructed to turn off their headlights to avoid spoiling the effect of the luminaries. However, the cars' brake lights provided some eerie blood-red illumination to the foreground in some of our photos. We were not allowed to exit our vehicles or even to stop, other than as necessary in the bumper-to-bumper stop and creep traffic. Consequently all pictures other than the map and first three photos were taken by Glenn while I drove.
Each luminary represents one man who, on that day in September 1862, became a casualty. Therefore, one of these lights represents John Atherton, a relative of mine who had his left elbow smashed and permanently disabled when a Confederate cannon ball struck a stone wall near where he was fighting.
We had put on some Civil War music to listen to as we drove through the battlefield, and it was just by chance that as we were driving past the first large field of luminaries the Stephen Foster song, "Was My Brother In The Battle" came on with its melancholy lyrics:
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Tell me, tell me, weary soldier from the rude and stirring wars
Was my brother in the battle where you gained those noble scars?
He was ever brave and valiant, and I know he never fled
Was his name among the wounded or numbered with the dead?
Was my brother in the battle when the tide of war ran high?
You would know him in a moment by his dark and flashing eye
Tell me, tell me, weary soldier, will he never come again
Did he suffer with the wounded, did he die among the slain?
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