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We went to the Grand Junction, Colorado, VA, this morning (8-16-22). I had to have labs drawn, needing to get back into their system again. We had, another VA staff member, reach into Koda’s face. These are people working in a medical facility, and know better. Wouldn’t you say; Raymond, Jamie?
I just had my blood drawn, we were leaving the lab. The same lab and only lab, that lost my specimens, in the last 30 years. The staff were waiting at the door, mobbing and blocking it. The woman in our way, turns around towards us, has a card in her hand, sticks it out, right up to, and into Koda’s nose. She giggled, as she walked out ahead of us. There were 4 other staff members there to witness. When I walked around to the lab window to get her name. A woman called me back to the door again, started spilling hand sanitizer all lover the floor, as another man comes up behind us, trying to squeeze by. She did give me her full name, after repeatedly asking. We were mobbed and blocked when we first walked into the lab. This was the second time someone has done this, in just a little over a month.
This was the second time someone has done this, in just a little over a month. The first time, I mentioned in a previous post. It happened on 7-12-22, and was a Pastor. He was waiting for us at the door, along with two Security Police Officers. We were heading to the lab then. As we entered the main building; he, and the officers, had the area blocked. They moved, then the Pastor said something about Koda. I ignored him, because it’s usually baiting for something else. Especially, with two Security Police, at his side. Koda, and I went up to the lab. They didn’t have the request sent by the Doctor, so I had to go to the ER, to get it straitened out. We received the standard Mobbing, Street Theater, and Gaslighting, as we waited. I finally got it straitened out, and headed back to the lab. We were crowded in the elevator. One man; had everything I left on our kitchen counter, in a see through bag. Koda and I stepped to the rear. Once the elevator stopped, the three people in with us; signaled for us to exit. I told them to go ahead, they were hesitant, but did. They then stood just outside the elevator. As they did, I saw the Pastor, standing to the right of the elevator door. I told Koda to wait, he stopped in place, just inside the elevator. We paused for a couple of seconds, so the Pastor, reaches into the elevator, fingers spread, puts his hand in Koda’s face. I said he’s a service dog, you don’t do that to a service dog. He tells me, he just wanted to say hi. Bullshit! I didn’t want to start a confrontation, because the others were still standing there watching. We went onto the lab. When we got home, I called and spoke to one of the Security Officers. He was one of them, at the door when we first entered. That’s when I found out, the guy was a Pastor. He was waiting in the elevator today, with two others. The elevator closed before we reached it.
As soon as we arrived in the parking lot, the Half-wit show began. There was a woman, pulling in and out of spots, until we parked, then she zoomed over and parked directly in front of us. She rushed in ahead of us, so she could stand at the doorway texting, as we entered. It’s a Half-wit show, they put on for Targets. But, before we got in, a Corvette stops on the crosswalk, so it could zoom off, filling the air with exhaust. He then, drives around in a circle, and parks in a staff parking spot. We get the Zoo People stare. They stare at Koda, like he’s some kind of exotic zoo animal. Looking directly into his eyes. They will even bend down, towards his face. I should know; I did two years volunteer work at the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo. When we went to leave the parking lot; the guy that picks up people in a golf cart, blocks me in, just as I put my car in revers. We had a Security Police escort, as we left.
What people are trying to do; is to get Koda to act out in an aggressive manner. If he does, he can be removed from the VA Hospital. In turn, I don’t have my service dog with me. Koda, is a champ, and hasn’t reacted to any of it. What he does do; is look at me with concerning eyes. He knows, my blood pressure is starting to rise. He’s a Medical Alert dog.
I adopted him when he was around 11 months old. He came from a shelter, here in Grand Junction, Colorado. The first thing I noticed, was his reaction to hand movements. He would pull away, if I reached out, towards his head. He, also would not eat from his bowl. He kept taking a small pieces of food, step away then eat it. If I would say anything, he would walk away, tail between his legs. Who knows what kind of abuse, the poor guy had. I could tell, and started to hand feed him. He slowly began to trust me. I took him to dog parks, city parks, everywhere I could to get him socialized. I took him to a training area, where he could maneuver through or around obstacles. I trained him at automated street crossing. I taught him all the basic commands, and many more. He will pull a shopping cart, turn right/left, and wait, on commands. What I didn’t know; is that he would save my life. Not once, but twice.
We were in Arizona, I wanted to get a walk in before it got to hot. We were about ½ mile from camp. He was off leash (I try to let him be a dog), he was hanging close to me. He rushes up, hits me in the thigh with his nose. It almost knocked me over. I said what, he gives me a concerning look, but didn’t move. I said what again, he sets in place, begins barking. I said what Koda, what, show me. He stands up, turns around and slowly starts walking back to camp. I thought, maybe, he’s getting hot; so I followed. We were about 100 yards from camp, and I blacked out. The next thing I knew, I was laying on the ground, he was licking the dirt from my face. This happened on another walk, in Wyoming.
Koda, sensed something coming on, and warned me. The 2nd time, I found a large boulder, and sat down.
What I’m now finding out; is that I have neurological problems. I have a blocked Carotid Artery, restricting blood flow to the right side of my brain. The VA, has been Dicking me around for over two years. Starting with the Grand Junction, VA. Then the Phoenix VA, now Grand Junction, again. Koda, knew over a year ago, and warned me. My problems have gotten worse. I wake up some mornings; Koda, is standing over me, sniffing into my mouth. It’s not halitosis, he’s picking up on something.
I initially, trained him to help me help on walks, and shopping. He has pulled me up many hills, and stream banks. When I say pull or up, you would think he’s a sled dog. He’s so eager to please. Now, he’s telling me something, the VA should have two years ago.
The hate and retaliation, we receive in VA facilities, is nothing new. Veterans, are denied and delayed, medical care and treatment; just for standing up for themselves. If you address the shortcomings in a tactful manner; the retaliation from VA Staff, can be overwhelming. Some staff will do everything they can to discredit a Veteran, to include the Psychiatric Staff. Many Patient Advocates, do not advocate for the Veterans. They represent, these Toxic facilities. I have met some of the most hateful, vile people, that walk this earth; in VA Hospitals and Clinics. We go into these facilities for help, care and healing. Instead, this is what we receive in the United Sates of America.
Here is a link, to a couple of example that made the news recently:
www.wsbtv.com/news/local/atlanta/man-punched-face-by-an-a...
These are good examples, of what is happening, and how Veterans are being treated. Our current president continues to brag about the 1%, that serve. But, it's a Comedian (John Stewart) that has the courage to stand up for us, and do the job, our president should be doing. Gang Stalking is deeply embedded in the United States Medical Communities. To include the VA.
The retaliation we received from our last post “The Bog Cover-up”, was extreme. We had the National Guard Jet, dive at our motorhome (again), gunfire each time we step out, planes circle right above us; as Koda tries to take a poo. A camper pulled in, just as we went to bed; Koda jumping up all night, looking out the bedroom windows. We went to dump and fill tanks today. Mobbed, and a woman teaching her teenage son how to hate. Walking pass the motorhome, didn’t get the attention they needed. So, her young son starts whistling, looking to his mom for approval. It made her day. We got the Black Diesel Exhaust Skit twice. And, much, much more; as I type this. This is the life of a Whistleblower/Targeted Individual; in the United States of America
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I wish I would see more visit this Cemetery. Maybe more will show up by November 11th (Veteran's Day in the U.S.). I meant no disrespect by taking this photo of this lady hugging the grave marker. I was taking several photos when she arrived, and I moved away from where she was headed. I was very touched by her visit. I have a father and a brother buried at Arlington National Cemetery so too far for me to go this week and give them a hug.
I used an Holga like look in post processing.
Happy Veterans Day to all our military past and present for your service, sacrifices and duty. To my Navy veterans, Stephen, my son, Karen, my daughter, Brian, my best Navy friend, and squadron and shipmates with whom I had the honor to serve. To my Army veterans, David, my son, and my Dad (D-Day, World War II and Korean Conflict), To my Air Force veteran, Dan, my son-in-law. Finally to my Gold Star Families, especially Monica. We Americans and this Navy veteran salute you all. Thanks for your servive and in some cases personal sacrifices with your lives. I shall never forget.
A ceremony held at the city hall. Speeches, music and the opportunity to meet other veterans and their families. September 5 is the official flag day for Denmark's emissaries.
The purpose of Flag Day is to honor the persons who are or have been sent on a mission by Denmark on the basis of a decision made by the government, the Folketing (The Danish Parliament) or a minister.
Ballerup City Hall, Ballerup.
Veterans Day is an official United States public holiday, observed annually on November 11, that honors military veterans; that is, persons who served in the United States Armed Forces. It coincides with other holidays, including Armistice Day and Remembrance Day, celebrated in other countries that mark the anniversary of the end of World War I; major hostilities of World War I were formally ended at the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918, when the Armistice with Germany went into effect. The United States previously observed Armistice Day. The U.S. holiday was renamed Veterans Day in 1954. (Wikipedia)
**(A special thank you to my late uncle Max, my late step-father Paul, and my hubby Mike, for serving their country honorably, during WW11 and the Korean War.)
Amtrak's NPCU F40 Veterans unit leads the southbound train 336 at Niles, IL.
While this isn't a great shot imo, it's worth it to document an F40 cab unit while still around. With Amtrak having now converted P42 184 (now 9700) into a cab car, who knows how much longer the F40 cabbage units have left.
The Veteran's unit, SD60E #6920, crosses Lake Martin (along the Tallapoosa River) near Alexander City, Al, with eastbound Central of Georgia district train #336.
Matthew 5:9 - 'Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.'.
Thank you for serving our country and protecting our freedoms. Thank you for bravely doing what you're called to do so we can safely do what we're free to do. You have defended freedom and peace with courage and honor. Today the nation honors you with gratitude. Thank you Military families, You are too often forgotten. The immense stress and dedication you endure are honorable and we thank you for supporting your military family. Happy Veterans Day.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydWhRObVxrM Billy Ray Cyrus "Some Gave All"
We salute the greatest generation for protecting our freedom. The cost of victory will never be forgotten
Boeing B-17G
44-8846 F-AZDX
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NS Eastbound NASA Rocket Motor Train 056 passes through Lithia Springs, GA. headed for NASA in Florida from Corrine, Utah. The lead NS SD60E 6920 is specially painted to honor our veterans.
“Veterans know better than anyone else the price of freedom, for they’ve suffered the scars of war. We can offer them no better tribute than to protect what they have won for us.”
- President Ronald Reagan, 1983, in a radio address to the nation.
Hey everyone! A proud salute, intense gratitude and humble prayers going out to all veterans who have served our nation in times of war and peace throughout America's history...we owe our freedoms and way of life to each and every one of those brave souls and their sacrifices in countless ways...God bless our United States veterans...we can NEVER thank them enough!
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NS 34J with the Veterans SD60E heads through Dolton Illinois passing by an IHB local with a UP SD70M
On August 24, 2021, I attended the Veterans’ Parade on Independence Day. This video shows veterans of the volunteer battalion 'Aidar' marching along Taras Shevchenko Boulevard (altogether, about 18,000 Donbas war veterans took part in the parade). While the veteran units were marching, as in this video, chants were constantly heard: 'Putin – huilo' ('dickhead') and 'Zelya – ssyklo ('bedwetter/pussy'). '
The first chant is an insult directed at the Russian ruler. It emerged and was thrown into the media space in the spring of 2014, when Russian troops annexed Crimea and the hybrid war in Donbas began. Initially, it was sung as a chant by the ultra fans of the Kharkiv football team 'Metalist.' From there, the media spread it widely, and numerous music tracks with this chant appeared. The Ukrainian people loved it, but personally, I thought back then that Putin would exact a heavy price for this unprecedented insult against him. And, in fact, that is what is happening now. Wars are not won with insults—especially when you are insulting an enemy far stronger, terrifying, and ruthless than yourself.
As for the second chant—I heard it for the first time that day, but it was clear to me why it was being shouted. In patriotic veteran circles, the view prevailed that Zelensky was afraid of Putin and was not acting firmly enough. The thing is, he ran for election under the slogan 'we just need to stop shooting' and promised to negotiate peace with Putin. That is why 73% of Ukrainian voters supported him, in contrast to Poroshenko, who at the time positioned himself as a supporter of a much tougher stance (his slogan was 'army–language–faith'). But once in the presidential chair, Zelensky was unable to fulfill his promises—among other reasons, due to active resistance from the national-patriotic part of Ukrainian society.
This actively-minded minority of society wanted the war to continue. They blocked the reopening of water supplies from the Kakhovka Reservoir to occupied Crimea and electricity supplies as well. They staged riots outside the Presidential Office on the day of the Putin–Zelensky meeting in Paris. Patriotic propagandists and bloggers criticized Zelensky’s decision to enforce a ceasefire along the contact line (allowing only return fire) and all his other attempts to reconcile with Russia. At his first presidential press conference, one well-known Ukrainian journalist directly demanded that Zelensky declare a state of war, establish a military command headquarters, and move Ukraine onto a war footing. In his YT broadcasts, he even mocked Zelensky, asking, 'Are you a president—or is it all just crap?' (Ironically, after the start of the full-scale invasion, this journalist did not go to fight at the front but fled from Kyiv to some village in the Carpathian mountains). At that moment, Zelensky’s approval rating had fallen below 30%..
Watching this video, I wonder: how many of these people are still alive today, and how many have been killed? How many have lost their health, their homes, their relatives and loved ones? How many have left Ukraine forever? Did they understand the consequences of their demands and wishes back then, four years ago? I think most of them did not. Not everyone is capable of overcoming their emotions and foreseeing the consequences of their desires, words, and actions.
Now, according to the latest Gallup polling, 69% of Ukrainians want an immediate end to the war through negotiations. This figure does not differ much from the 73% who voted for Zelensky in the 2019 elections (incidentally, Poroshenko also ran in 2014 with a promise to negotiate, and many of my friends voted for him precisely because of that promise (he gsined 55% back then).
The problem is that the Ukrainian people are not currently the decision-makers. Decisions are being made for us by global geopolitical players outside Ukraine, as well as by powerful clans inside the country. The Ukrainian people have been dragged into a war in which we had no real chance of victory, but every chance of losing our country—which is, in fact, what is happening now.
Today, I look at the actions of Prime Minister Nikol Pashinyan and realize that I would like to see a politician of his caliber in Ukraine. Pashinyan did not give in to the emotional impulses of the ultra-patriotic part of Armenian society or the Armenian diaspora. He found the strength to make a painful decision connected with the loss of territory. He risked his political future. But by doing so, he preserved the life of his small, ancient country and its people.
It is precisely this type of politics that Ukraine currently lacks. Today, we celebrated the 34th anniversary of Ukrainian independence. I hope it will not be the last—though my feelings right now are uneasy.
The Metra Veteran Unit (METX 120) was spotted on Roosevelt Road in Chicago, IL, on the outbound Southwest Service Train to 179th St/Orland Park.
Amtrak's Veteran motor was riding bitch behind a bland P42 on the Capitol Limited as it spun on the wye after arriving from Washington. Given it was the Independence Day weekend, it was nice to catch the 42, even if buried as the second motor.
A ceremony held at the city hall. Speeches, music and the opportunity to meet other veterans and their families. September 5 is the official flag day for Denmark's emissaries.
The purpose of Flag Day is to honor the persons who are or have been sent on a mission by Denmark on the basis of a decision made by the government, the Folketing (The Danish Parliament) or a minister.
Ballerup City Hall, Ballerup.
Veteran Geyser is another favorite of geyser-gazers, among other reasons because it sports a number of vents and pools, all of which participate when it erupts. But was had to content ourselves watching the minor splashing and steaming from this one.
That's Tantanlus Creek in rests next to.
Back basin, Norris Geyser Basin
WW2 RAF veterans Maurice Marriot and Eddie Habberley flying in a formation of two Finest Hour Experiences' Tiger Moths at the Classic & Sports Car Show in association with Flywheel Festival at Bicester Heritage
Picture by Ken Brannen / Oxonimages
Good evening to all.....Happy day after Fourth of July. Took a different view of the sunset tonite. Tried to capture the sunset reflecting off the island as well as the Riverview. Enjoy all and good evening.😀
Here are a couple of AI colorized photos (palette.fm) of my grandfather and fellow Marines during their service in WWII in the South Pacific.
Thanks to all that serve, past and present!
A veteran of the First World War from Württemberg on his bier. Bad Saulgau, 1963.
His decorations from left to right: EK II, Württembergische Silberne Militärverdienstmedaille, Württembergische Dienstauszeichnung für 9 Jahre, RIR246 Erinnerungsmedaille, Kyffhäuser-Denkmünze.
His regimental medal tells us that he served in the Kgl. Württemb. Reserve-Infanterie-Regiment Nr. 246.
Special thanks to Jvpi who identified the RIR246 Erinnerungsmedaille.
So there’s George, fresh out of his “you’re not crazy, but let’s talk about it anyway” session with the psychiatrist at the Veterans Clinic. He steps outside, half expecting the world to look as gray as the doctor’s tie. But nope, there they are: flowers still blooming like rebels in 37° weather. George laughs and says, “Hell, these flowers got more life in ‘em than I do after therapy.” Guess nature runs the best mental health program, no copay required.
In honor of all our Veteran's who have served for freedom. May their memory be held up with the highest respect. May we also hold those who serve now in these troubled times with the same respect and honor them! Because of these men and women we have the freedom to voice our thoughts without fear and to live in freedom.