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About Ferguson – Things I Told My Sons

So very eloquently written…

Life In The Gym

*Warning – This is another off topic post but something that has been on my mind.  Actually, I do a lot of thinking while doing cardio so I suppose it’s related, albeit distantly, to my workouts.

Racism exists in this world. That’s an indisputable fact. America has waged a long and reasonably successful struggle against institutional racism but if you look you will be able to find instances where you can rightly point to someone who has been treated badly solely because of their race. If those cases come to your attention, you can throw your energy behind peaceful efforts to see that the wrongs are righted and to help prevent similar incidents from happening in the future.

That’s correct action. That’s working in the right direction and it’s doing what our Christian faith asks of us. We are to be defenders of innocents who can’t defend themselves.

Michael Brown…

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A Humbling Easter Sunday

Due to parenting duties, my story on the firebombing of Tokyo viewed from both sides had to take a temporary back seat for a few days… But it is Veteran’s Day. This is a story of the love for a WWII Marine’s wife who recently lost her veteran husband after 66 years of marriage. Cherish our veterans, I say…

Masako and Spam Musubi

5th Marines

Easter Sunday turned out to be a tough day – emotionally for me, at least.

But it was even tougher for a 90 year old widow of the Greatest Generation.


Marge Johnson.

We went to visit her husband’s grave site…

Mr. Doreston “Johnny” Johnson.  Sergeant, United States Marine Corps.  World War II.


As I was cutting down trees and chipping the cuttings in the backyard this past Good Friday, Marge’s caretaker drove Marge up to see me.  What a pleasant surprise – besides, it gave me a great excuse to stop working.

After chatting, she brought up her husband.  It had been a year since his funeral with full military honors and that she hadn’t been back to see him.

She didn’t need to say anything more.

We agreed I would take her to see him two days later – Easter Sunday.


Mostly, I will let…

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Mr. Johnson, USMC – Part III

Today is the 239th Birthday of our US Marine Corps. In recognition yet in a selfish manner, I wish to bring back the story of Mr. Johnson, USMC in mid-stream. Happy Birthday, Marine.

Masako and Spam Musubi

I figured if Mr. Johnson wanted to tell me more, he would have.

But as with Old Man Jack, I never asked for more.

I believe that’s how these combat vets want it.

They don’t want to be quizzed about what they said or asked to describe more.

They will tell you some things of what they experienced.  Probably to let the devils out that have been eating away at them for 70 years.

They have a built in limiter to keep more memories from popping back up…the things they saw or did that they try so hard to suppress to stay sane.  Every minute for the rest of their lives.

They deserve that respect.  Always.  And you feel honored they felt enough confidence in your character that you would accept what they were telling you as is.

I feel they appreciated that.


I was alone with Old Man…

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Just Some Snapshots #10

There is such a thing as luck… but it never relates to winning the lottery, it seems.

But I did hit a jackpot – a photographic one.  Its been busy trying to supplement my photographic artwork these past few weeks; being an amateur, it’s not easy.

As there’s been some dew on the flowers outside, I took to shooting them at first light.  Fortunately, Lady Luck flashed a big smile as a number of them were selected for’s “Explore” which showcases 500 photographs each day for “interestingness”:

Aster Shimmer - EXPLORED 10/24/2014

Aster in B&W - EXPLORED 10/22/2014

Lavender Aster - EXPLORED 10/25/2014

Razzle Dazzle - EXPLORED 10/23/2014

Dew at Sunrise - EXPLORED 10/22/2014

Blooming Aster - EXPLORED 10/19/2014

Sparkly - EXPLORED 10/23/2014

Here are a few others:

Naughty and Nice

Pitter Patter

Unbelievably, there’s been over 100,000 views in the past three days, now nearing 1,000,000 views in total.

It would be nice to have that many visitors to this blog!

Will Lady Luck flash her smile here too? 🙂

Just Some Snapshots #9

Holding Uncle Paul's Congressional Gold Medal for the first time, Aunt Eiko cried for happy.  Incidentally, she became an American citizen about ten years ago.
My Aunt holding Uncle Paul’s Congressional Gold Medal for the first time, Aunt Eiko cried for happy. Incidentally, she became an American citizen about 15 years ago.

Writing about the firebombing of Tokyo during WWII based upon my aunt’s written notes and conversations has been a project in process.

My simple goal is to be factual; however, I hesitate as I am fearful some people may view it for what it not.

We’ll see.


In the meantime…

For many of you, Autumn is in full swing.  Here, in southern California, it is barely starting with daytime temps still in the high 70’s and 80’s.  There is forecast of nearing 90F this week!

Here are just some recent snapshots taken here and there:

An aster Explored on flickr

Blooming Aster - EXPLORED 10/19/2014

A plumeria in B&W

Plumeria in B&W - EXPLORED 10/14/2015

A petunia petal in B&W

Petunia in B&W

This cute pup always comes to sit on my lap while I wait at my local barbershop.  Just too cute!


Enjoy your week.

The Code Talkers, Part I

Talk about patriotism!

Fix Bayonets!

EGA 1940-001Young Philip Johnston loved the Navajo culture; it was the environment within which he grew up as a child of missionary parents. By age five, Philip knew the Navajo language well enough to serve as a translator, and by age nine, when most boys that age were riding their bicycles and trading baseball cards, he had served as the official translator of a Navajo delegation sent to the nation’s capital to negotiate expanded rights for the Navajo Indians.

In time, however, Philip Johnston would grow into manhood and when his country entered World War I, he would leave the Southwest to enlist and serve in the war to end all wars. After the war, Philip earned a degree in civil engineering at the University of Southern California and when war came once more to America’s shores on 7 December 1941, Johnston was hard at work as an engineer for the…

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