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Brig. Gen. Anthony Rock, 321st Air Expeditionary Wing commander, right, and Chief Master Sgt. Gerald Delebreau, 321st AEW command chief, take the first steps of a two-mile march honoring the 9/11 attacks tenth anniversary, at Sather Air Base, Iraq, Sept. 11, 2011. More than 100 Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen and civilians donned their body armor and took part in the march as the sun rose. (U.S. Air Force photo/Tech. Sgt. Josef Cole
I remember his burlesque pretense that morning of an inextinguishable grief when I wonder that I had never eaten blueberry cake before, and how he kept returning to the pathos of the fact that there should be a region of the earth where blueberry cake was unknown - William Dean Howels
And that was the end for a perfect Happy Purple Tuesday
(Press L)
Butts County, GA. Copyright 2007 D. Nelson
As far as I know the "Remember" sign stems from the Oregon-based Church on the Rock. When their Pastor Buck Scoggins started putting up "Remember" signs, people everywhere were asking "Remember what?" It became a tool to be used as a beginning point to start an evangelistic conversation when people ask what it means: Remember that Jesus died for you; remember what Jesus did for you.
Graffiti on Silver Street, special for May Day. Exhorting us all to remember the Haymarket Square Riot. On the sidewalk near the Albuquerque Peace and Justice Center.
R1-class 1995, Sydney's Last Tram waits patiently at the truncated Hunter Street terminus in Elizabeth Street, early afternoon on 25 February 1961. She was to be joined by two other siblings to make the last sad trip to La Perouse later that afternoon. Thus ended the the proud history of the Sydney tramway system.
1/4 - I was a poor schoolboy! Digital photography was the stuff of science fiction!
(Scanned from my schoolboy photo album)
11 NOV 2006
Fredericton NB
A 100 man guard From the Infantry School, along with Sailers, Firemen and Police paid honour to Canadas fallen soldiers at the 2006 rememberance Day ceremony in Fredericton.
Record crowds attended what was one of the warmest Rememberance Days in recent Memory.
photos by JPM Lamontagne
On the right is the war memorial and the tomb of the Unknown Soldier. Please don't pee on it, that sort of thing has been quite a contraversy lately.
To the left is the peace tower, which houses the names of all the fallen Canadian soldiers. I have't been in there in a while, I wonder if it includes the Afghanistan war.
Whether you support the actions of our governments or not, please remember that these men and women are dying and suffering physical and mental injury for our country. Many of them have wives, husbands, and children at home who worry about them or mourn for them when they die. Please support our troops.
Wow!! I just printed this 24" wide on an Epson 9800. Spectacular! Also quite stunning is to View On Black.
From the May 2016 trip to Thailand and Cambodia:
Ayuthaya is really just a day trip from Bangkok. It’s about 1.5-2 hours by small van (and was about 60 baht/person, if I remember correctly). Ayuthaya is an interesting place in that it’s the former capital of Siam and, now, is famous for its ruins (Angkor Wat-ish, which made this day trip a pretty good preview for me, since we spent 2+ full days in Angkor a week after being here).
The ruins are quite fascinating. Ayuthaya was, in its prime, one of the largest cities in the world. It was the capital of Siam from 1350-1767 and was a major trading port, which led to a lot of international comingling. The capital finally fell in 1767 at the hands of the Burmese, who went on to destroy almost everything they could.
After 1767, the majority of temples simply began to fall into ruin. It wasn’t until 1991 when UNESCO declared it a World Heritage Site that renovation/restoration truly began. The Burmese, for their part, have contributed to rebuilding.
The old city of Ayuthaya is located on an island – manmade, if I’m not mistaken – surrounded by sprawling, modern-day, urbanized and otherwise completely unmemorable buildings in a panoramic sense. The minivan drops you off at the eastern edge of the island, where you’re generally assailed upon by a horde of tuktuk drivers. For 800 baht, we had one hired for the day, who took us to six sites.
On the particular day that we visited here (Tuesday, May 10, 2016), it was fairly hot. The temperature was close to 100 degrees (38*C). We arrived at the first of six (though there are many more) temples around 11:00.
Wat Yai Chai Mongkhon (20 baht) was built by King U Thong in 1357 to house Sri Lankan monks. It’s just outside the main island on the eastern or southeastern part of town. The highlights of this temple are the somewhat large reclining Buddha and the rows of Buddhas which surround the main chedi. It’s not a large temple, though it was pretty interesting and photogenic.
The second site (through the fifth) were all located on the main island. Wat Phra Mahathat (50 baht) has the most-photographed site in Ayuthaya: a sandstone Buddha head entwined in a tree’s root system. The temple was built in 1374 during the reign of King Borom Ratchathirat I. The other points of interest at Wat Mahathat are the Khmer-style prangs (chedis) and the rows of headless Buddhas. Wat Mahathat is quite a bit bigger than Wat Yai Chai Mongkhon, and it’s easy to spend an hour here.
From Wat Mahathat, the third stop was quite near: Wat Phra Si Sanphet (50 baht). Per Lonely Planet, Wat Si Sanphet was built during the late 15th century and once contained a 16-meter high standing Buddha covered with 250 kg of gold that the Burmese melted down and ran off with. What is still remaining are three rather impressive and easily-recognizable chedi (chedi just means stupa, or pagoda) that are the highlight of a visit here. Like Wat Mahthat, the grounds here are a bit large, though there are fewer ruins here than at Mahathat. This temple was used by quite a few kings.
Next door to Wat Si Sanphet was the fourth stop: Wihaan Phra Mongkhon Bophit. This is a sanctuary hall which houses one of the largest (17-meter high) bronze Buddha statues in the country. The Buddha has undergone quite a few restorations after lightning strikes and fire. In 1955, the Burmese Prime Minister donated 200,000 baht (a little over $6,000) to restore the building. Between Wat Si Sanphet and here, one can easily spend another hour, if not longer.
Wat Lokaya Sutha was the fifth stop, and is on the western side of the main island. Of the six stops, it was the least impressive…primarily because there’s not much to see except for a reclining Buddha, which is rather large. The actual temple itself, though, is long gone. Spending more than 5-10 minutes here is probably a few minutes longer than necessary.
Our last stop of the afternoon was Wat Chai Wattanaram (50 baht/person). This is one of the more recent temples/ruins (built in 1673 by King Prasat Thong). LP says that, “Just 40 years ago, this temple and one-time garrison were immersed in thick jungle.” None of that is evident now. It’s actually a dry, dusty temple with a very distinct 35-meter high central prang surrounded by 4 medium-sized prangs (at the NE, SE, SW, and NW corners) and four smaller prangs at the cardinal directions. This temple is quite picturesque, though given the heat, we were about ready to call it a day after having spent about 30-45 minutes here.
Finally having finished, we had our tuktuk driver take us back to the bus station (a garage, really), where we immediately caught a van back to Bangkok and spent our last evening (for now) wandering around Chinatown (quickly) before going back to Th Khao San for a more relaxing dinner.
Original caption reads: “President Quezon received an ovation when he appeared in a New York at War parade shortly after his arrival in the United States. With the President is Colonel Manuel Nieto, his aide.“
(Photo from Philippines Magazine, Volume 2 Number 1 - 1942.)
Remember, remember the fifth of November. Although I cant remember what is was we were supposed to remember.
Oh yeah, celebrate the fact Parliament WASN'T blown up.
At the end of the week when the Government again tried to subvert both democracy and Parliament, I think another go might be due.
But it was Friday, and that means the end of the week and the weekend coming over the horizon.
It was a glorious day, and the one thing I was sure of was that I had to go to the village shop to get some milk as there was only enough in the house for a couple of brews.
I had some chasing to do and two townhall meetings to sit through.
FML.
Oddly, I was hungry, so was having breakfast even before Jools left for work, but feeling much better after eating.
It is the end of the 3rd quarter results. Mixed results from the COO and from a certain auditor.
I have to chase one of the factories for actions, and then log it on our former company's systems, which IT have, despite being asked not to, turned it into a "read only" resource.
Wankers.
So, I do the best I can, upload evdence, and move on.
I do walk to the village shop. It was cold, but very sunny, so I put on my coat and take a bag to put the milk in.
Down the hill past the drive along which the conrete mixers have to reverse down, as the new house was having its foundations laid, so there was a large vacuum cleaner thing to spread the mix around.
I walk by, looking at the wild flowers, mostly yarrow, still blooming at the beginning of November.
There is no limit as to how many people in the shop now, and those of us inside do wear a mask. I get the milk and consider some crisps and/or an ice cream, but decide against it.
I walk back home to be in time for the second townhall meeting, during which I try to concentrate.
And as soon as that finishes, I switch the laptop off, by which time Jools was back home.
THe weekend had entered the chat.
An event had popped up on Facebook, a beer and food tasting event at a micopub in Walmer I hadn't been in, so I drove over to see if there were any tickets left.
The Freed Man is on the main road, and is run my another former Armourer, although he was a Navy one. And he had a second career in the survey industry after that too.
I pay for my place on the evening event, and as I was there, try a beer. A vanilla stout, which was so nice, I have another half. We chat a lot and it is a fine way to spend an hour, but i have to get back home as Jools had a physio session booked, and I had the music quiz to take part in.
I drive back, and Jools takes the car and drives to Martinvale.
My head is spinning, and I have said I will cook burgers for dinner. I also think it was a good idea to open the big bottle of whisky infused tripel to go with dinner.
Looking back, not sure how wise that was, as the beer was 11.7%.
But I open it, drink half with dinner, once Jools had come back after being pumelled.
I struggle to stay awake for the rest of the evening, which was spent watching the Sudbury v Colchester local derby cup tie.
I make it to half time, and then go to bed.
Mary's November Challenge Images. Two Gluebook pages.
Experimenting with using two different color versions of the same patterned background paper. I hope to make more variations soon.(Unfortunately it was not long enough for the pages. Had to piece it.)
Remember when you actually walked out onto the tarmac and climbed up stairs into the plane? You even got to see what the plane looked like before boarding instead of being fed down a shoot into a big long tube with seats. It wasn't all that long ago. I took this shot of my wife boarding a DC-3 in Puerto Rico just a few years after we were married. Well, maybe it was all that long ago...
Howell Municipal Center - 251 Preventorium Road in Howell, New Jersey -- Google map (about 50 yards west of the 9/11 Memorial ) -- larger size