OT: Sumptin' from 40 years ago.

Jerry wrote:
> On Mar 21, 9:11 pm, Robatoy <[email protected]> wrote:
>
>> Mm, no no, you don’t believe
>> We’re on the eve
>> of destruction.
>>
>> (Barry McGuire)
>
> That song was on the radio about every 10 minutes while I was
> suffering through Basic Training in Ft. Lewis WA.
>
> Jerry
Same here only in Ft. Knox, KY. Jan-Feb, 1964

On 2009-03-24, DanG <[email protected]> wrote:
> Memories:
> Lackland Air Force base, San Antonio, June. A Colorado boy never
> knew it could get so hot and humid. The only music I remember was
> cadence tunes.

BTDT. Got off the plane at sunrise. Didn't know what a sauna was!

I learned better when I ended up in IL in July and Aug. 102% humidity!!

I'm a contented transplanted CO geezer, now. ;)

nb

On Mar 22, 12:11=A0am, Robatoy <[email protected]> wrote:
> The eastern world, it is exploding
> snip

Edwin Starr - War
War! - huh- yeah-
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Uh-huh
War! =96 huh =96 yeah-
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Say it again y=92all

War! =96 huh =96 good God
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me=85

Ohhh=85 War! I despise
Because it means destruction=92
Of innocent lives

War means tears
to thousands of mothers eyes
When their sons go to fight
and lose their lives

I said - War! Huh =96 Good God y=92all
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Say it again

War! Whoa, Lord
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me=85

War! It ain=92t nothing but a heartbreaker
War! Friend only to the undertaker
War! It=92s an enemy to all mankind
The thought of war blows my mind

War has caused unrest in the younger
generation
Induction then destruction-
Who wants to die?

Ohhh=85 War =96 Good God Y=92all
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Say it, Say it, Say it

War! Uh-huh =96 Yeah - Huh!
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me=85

War! It ain=92t nothing but a heartbreaker
War! It=92s got one friend, that=92s the
undertaker
War has shattered many a young mans dreams
Made him disabled bitter and mean
Life is much to precious to spend fighting
wars these days
War can=92t give life, it can only take it away

War! Huh =96 Good God y=92all
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Say it again

War! Whoa, Lord
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me=85

War! It ain=92t nothing but a heartbreaker
War! Friend only to the undertaker
Peace Love and Understanding;
tell me, is there no place for them today?
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But Lord knows there=92s got to be a better way

War! Huh =96 Good God y=92all
What is it good for?
You tell me
Say it, Say it, Say it


War! Huh =96 Good God y=92all
What is it good for?
Stand up and shout it.
Nothing!

On Mar 21, 9:11=A0pm, Robatoy <[email protected]> wrote:

> Mm, no no, you don=92t believe
> We=92re on the eve
> of destruction.
>
> (Barry McGuire)

That song was on the radio about every 10 minutes while I was
suffering through Basic Training in Ft. Lewis WA.

Jerry

Yep. AA flew them.
In fact years later so did I for a fun trip. But it was
the mil grade.

I have a picture of a B-36 in the shop. I have looked at it
for some time and couldn't determine if it were a late B-36
or a B-52 early.

Finally got it down so I could see it with clean glass...

Was a B-36. Flying out of a field I didn't know them in.
Old picture.

Martin

Frank Stutzman wrote:
> Martin H. Eastburn <[email protected]> wrote:
>> I remember flying out of El Paso at sundown and heading for
>> San Francisco - in a DC-4 - a 2 prop plane. We watched out
>
> Ah, er, A DC-4 has 4 engines. Maybe you ment a DC-3?
>
>
> (Ya, ya, nitpicking, but aviation history is a hobby)
>

...and one more:

They're rioting in Africa, they're starving in Spain.
There's hurricanes in Florida, and Texas needs rain.
The whole world is festering with unhappy souls.
The French hate the Germans, the Germans hate the Poles.
Italians hate Yugoslavs, South Africans hate the Dutch.
And I don't like anybody very much!

But we can be tranquil, and thankful, and proud,
For mans' been endowed with a mushroom-shaped cloud.
And we know for certain that some lovely day
Someone will set the spark off, and we will all be blown away.

They're rioting in Africa, there's strife in Iran.
What nature doesn't do to us, will be done by our fellow man.

[apparently the actual title is "The Merry Minuet" ]

"DanG" wrote:

> Memories:
> Lackland Air Force base, San Antonio, June. A Colorado boy never
> knew it could get so hot and humid. The only music I remember was
> cadence tunes.

Spent a couple of weeks at the Goodyear test track, about 20 miles
outside San Angelo, Tx the summer of 1966.

We would drive to the track before 06:00 before it got hot.

The tranchelas<s/p> would still be crawling on highway.

Double tracking a V8 sedan at 80MPH not only broke the boredom, but
squashed a few bugs in the process since you created a double wide
track.

By 10:00 the rattlesnakes would be crawling out onto the side of the
test track to sun them selves.

A sure sign it was time to head back to the motel and go swimming.

Lew

On 2009-03-25, Martin H. Eastburn <[email protected]> wrote:
> San Francisco - in a DC-4 - a 2 prop plane.

Wow! Predates me by about 20 yrs. We flew into Lackland from LAX on a
Continental Golden Roostertail..... leggy hot babes in black cocktail
dresses and high heels catering to our every non-alcoholic post-high school
fantasy.....

That ugly USAF TI at San Antonio sure shattered that dream. ;)

nb

How about a C54 taking us home against big headwind. Pilot says
we lost ground at one point.

--
______________________________
Keep the whole world singing . . . .
DanG (remove the sevens)
[email protected]



"Frank Stutzman" <[email protected]> wrote in message
news:[email protected]...
> Martin H. Eastburn <[email protected]> wrote:
>> I remember flying out of El Paso at sundown and heading for
>> San Francisco - in a DC-4 - a 2 prop plane. We watched out
>
> Ah, er, A DC-4 has 4 engines. Maybe you ment a DC-3?
>
>
> (Ya, ya, nitpicking, but aviation history is a hobby)
>
> --
> Frank Stutzman
>
>

National Brotherhood Week

Oh, the white folks hate the black folks,
And the black folks hate the white folks;
To hate all but the right folks
Is an old established rule.

But during National Brotherhood Week,
National Brotherhood Week,
Lena Horne and Sheriff Clark are dancing cheek to cheek.
It's fun to eulogize
The people you despise
As long as you don't let 'em in your school.

Oh, the poor folks hate the rich folks,
And the rich folks hate the poor folks.
All of my folks hate all of your folks,
It's American as apple pie.

But during National Brotherhood Week,
National Brotherhood Week,
New Yorkers love the Puerto Ricans 'cause it's very chic.
Step up and shake the hand
Of someone you can't stand,
You can tolerate him if you try!

Oh, the Protestants hate the Catholics
And the Catholics hate the Protestants,
And the Hindus hate the Muslims,
And everybody hates the Jews.

But during National Brotherhood Week,
National Brotherhood Week,
It's National Everyone-Smile-At-One-Another-Hood Week.
Be nice to people who
Are inferior to you.
It's only for a week, so have no fear;
Be grateful that it doesn't last all year!

-- Tom Lehrer (written sometime around 1960, IIRC)

jo4hn wrote:
> ...and one more:
>
> They're rioting in Africa, they're starving in Spain.
> There's hurricanes in Florida, and Texas needs rain.
> The whole world is festering with unhappy souls.
> The French hate the Germans, the Germans hate the Poles.
> Italians hate Yugoslavs, South Africans hate the Dutch.
> And I don't like anybody very much!
>
> But we can be tranquil, and thankful, and proud,
> For mans' been endowed with a mushroom-shaped cloud.
> And we know for certain that some lovely day
> Someone will set the spark off, and we will all be blown away.
>
> They're rioting in Africa, there's strife in Iran.
> What nature doesn't do to us, will be done by our fellow man.
>
> [apparently the actual title is "The Merry Minuet" ]
>

"Charlie Self" <[email protected]> wrote in

> LOL. I have no idea what was on the radio when I was at Parris Island.
> None whatsoever. Our Drill Instructors kept their room doors shut when
> they listened.

Ditto ... the only radio we listened to was a Prick 25.

--
www.e-woodshop.net
Last update: 10/22/08
KarlC@ (the obvious)

Well I'm leaving for New Orleans
On a half tank of gas
I got Jesus on the dashboard.
Got that 3rd wife on my ass.

-Chuch Wagon and the Wheels.

On Mar 25, 11:45=A0am, "DanG" <[email protected]> wrote:
> How about a C54 taking us home against big headwind. =A0Pilot says
> we lost ground at one point.
>
> --
> ______________________________
> Keep the whole world singing . . . .
> DanG =A0(remove the sevens)
> [email protected]
>
> "Frank Stutzman" <[email protected]> wrote in message
>
> news:[email protected]...
>
> > Martin H. Eastburn <[email protected]> wrote:
> >> I remember flying out of El Paso at sundown and heading for
> >> San Francisco - in a DC-4 - a 2 prop plane. =A0We watched out
>
> > Ah, er, A DC-4 has 4 engines. =A0Maybe you ment a DC-3?
>
> > (Ya, ya, nitpicking, but aviation history is a hobby)
>
> > --
> > Frank Stutzman

At one point, we got flown around in what the AF calls a C-119. As I
recall, the little plate by the door with the USMC designation was for
an R4Q-2 (or maybe 3).

On Mar 24, 9:27=A0am, oldhippiedave <[email protected]> wrote:
> Jerry wrote:
> > On Mar 21, 9:11 pm, Robatoy <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> >> Mm, no no, you don=92t believe
> >> We=92re on the eve
> >> of destruction.
>
> >> (Barry McGuire)
>
> > That song was on the radio about every 10 minutes while I was
> > suffering through Basic Training in Ft. Lewis WA.
>
> > Jerry
>
> Same here only in Ft. Knox, KY. =A0Jan-Feb, 1964

LOL. I have no idea what was on the radio when I was at Parris Island.
None whatsoever. Our Drill Instructors kept their room doors shut when
they listened.

Memories:
Lackland Air Force base, San Antonio, June. A Colorado boy never
knew it could get so hot and humid. The only music I remember was
cadence tunes.

--
______________________________
Keep the whole world singing . . . .
DanG (remove the sevens)
[email protected]



"oldhippiedave" <[email protected]> wrote in message
news:[email protected]...
> Jerry wrote:
>> On Mar 21, 9:11 pm, Robatoy <[email protected]> wrote:
>>
>>> Mm, no no, you don’t believe
>>> We’re on the eve
>>> of destruction.
>>>
>>> (Barry McGuire)
>>
>> That song was on the radio about every 10 minutes while I was
>> suffering through Basic Training in Ft. Lewis WA.
>>
>> Jerry
> Same here only in Ft. Knox, KY. Jan-Feb, 1964

On Mar 22, 10:29=A0am, jo4hn <[email protected]> wrote:
> ...and one more:
>
> They're rioting in Africa, they're starving in Spain.
> There's hurricanes in Florida, and Texas needs rain.
> The whole world is festering with unhappy souls.
> The French hate the Germans, the Germans hate the Poles.
> Italians hate Yugoslavs, South Africans hate the Dutch.
> And I don't like anybody very much!
>
> But we can be tranquil, and thankful, and proud,
> For mans' been endowed with a mushroom-shaped cloud.
> And we know for certain that some lovely day
> Someone will set the spark off, and we will all be blown away.
>
> They're rioting in Africa, there's strife in Iran.
> What nature doesn't do to us, will be done by our fellow man.
>
> [apparently the actual title is "The Merry Minuet" ]

The world today seems absolutely crackers,
With nuclear bombs to blow us all sky high.
There's fools and idiots sitting on the trigger.
It's depressing and it's senseless, and that's why...
I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees,
Yet they're always friendly, and they're ready to please.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
There's nine hundred million of them in the world today.
You'd better learn to like them; that's what I say.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They come from a long way overseas,
But they're cute and they're cuddly, and they're ready to please.

I like Chinese food.
The waiters never are rude.
Think of the many things they've done to impress.
There's Maoism, Taoism, I Ching, and Chess.

So I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
I like their tiny little trees,
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin, and yang-ese.

I like Chinese thought,
The wisdom that Confucious taught.
If Darwin is anything to shout about,
The Chinese will survive us all without any doubt.

So, I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees,
Yet they're wise and they're witty, and they're ready to please.

All together.

[verse in Chinese]
Wo ai zhongguo ren. (I like Chinese.)
Wo ai zhongguo ren. (I like Chinese.)
Wo ai zhongguo ren. (I like Chinese.)
Ni hao ma; ni hao ma; ni hao ma; zaijien! (How are you; how are you;
how are you; goodbye!)

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
Their food is guaranteed to please,
A fourteen, a seven, a nine, and lychees.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
I like their tiny little trees,
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin, and yang-ese.

I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees...

On Mar 22, 6:46=A0pm, Glen <[email protected]> wrote:
> National Brotherhood Week
>

HA! Excellent pick!

Once the religious, the hunted and weary
Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
Came to this country to build a new vision
Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope
Like good Christians, some would burn the witches
Later some got slaves to gather riches

But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands to court the wild
And she just patiently smiled and bore a child
To be their spirit and guiding light

And once the ties with the crown had been broken
Westward in saddle and wagon it went
And 'til the railroad linked ocean to ocean
Many the lives which had come to an end
While we bullied, stole and bought our a homeland
We began the slaughter of the red man

But still from near and far to seek America
They came by thousands to court the wild
And she just patiently smiled and bore a child
To be their spirit and guiding light

The blue and grey they stomped it
They kicked it just like a dog
And when the war over
They stuffed it just like a hog

And though the past has it's share of injustice
Kind was the spirit in many a way
But it's protectors and friends have been sleeping
Now it's a monster and will not obey

(Suicide)
The spirit was freedom and justice
And it's keepers seem generous and kind
It's leaders were supposed to serve the country
But now they won't pay it no mind
'Cause the people grew fat and got lazy
And now their vote is a meaningless joke
They babble about law and order
But it's all just an echo of what they've been told
Yeah, there's a monster on the loose
It's got our heads into a noose
And it just sits there watchin'

Our cities have turned into jungles
And corruption is stranglin' the land
The police force is watching the people
And the people just can't understand
We don't know how to mind our own business
'Cause the whole worlds got to be just like us
Now we are fighting a war over there
No matter who's the winner
We can't pay the cost
'Cause there's a monster on the loose
It's got our heads into a noose
And it just sits there watching

(America)
America where are you now?
Don't you care about your sons and daughters?
Don't you know we need you now
We can't fight alone against the monster

Steppenwolf (monster)

Martin H. Eastburn <[email protected]> wrote:
> I remember flying out of El Paso at sundown and heading for
> San Francisco - in a DC-4 - a 2 prop plane. We watched out

Ah, er, A DC-4 has 4 engines. Maybe you ment a DC-3?


(Ya, ya, nitpicking, but aviation history is a hobby)

--
Frank Stutzman

I remember flying out of El Paso at sundown and heading for
San Francisco - in a DC-4 - a 2 prop plane. We watched out
the windows at farms and ranches out west - seeing lights in
pure blackness. Then lightening storms showed the power they
had. We got there - and transfered to Oakland by bus.
The next day (early) (UGH) - boarded a plane 4 prop - for Hawaii.
Got up the next day (after a 11 hour flight) - and flew another
11.5 hours to our new home. El Paso at 4000 ft and 5% RH
to Kwajalein in mid pacific (south pacific really) - at 4 ft and 98% RH.

We were dead on our feet - then the heavy air pressed upon us.
It was easier to fly back to East Texas - just the altitude changed.

Martin