USS Pueblo Incident + 50: An unresolved issue with North Korea

USS Pueblo Incident + 50:  An unresolved issue with North Korea

The more things change the more they stay the same.  That particular aphorism may be wearing pretty thin of late but it sure fits this particular anniversary.  Members of the “below 50” demographic  may remember reading or hearing about it in the Cold War chapter of a high school U.S. History course.  Yours Truly was a wide-eyed third grader at Kendall Elementary when America learned of the seizure of the USS Pueblo by the North Koreans on the evening news.  Fifty years ago today that aforementioned Cold War became very hot when naval and air forces of the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea fired on, boarded, took the Captain, officers and crew prisoner, seized the vessel and took it to Wonsan.  This action was undertaken by the DPRK forces...

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Endings, beginnings, aspirations and expectations

Endings, beginnings, aspirations and expectations

This week as I transitioned into living in 2018, I experienced a deep and visceral sensation that I am sitting stationary on a huge existential conveyor belt being slowly but forever pulled forward on a great master timeline.  So many times in my life the month of January has been one of endings and beginnings, both literal and metaphorical.  I remember forty years ago the passing of my last living grandparent on New Year’s morning 1978.  The following day the Barry Switzer coached Oklahoma Sooners were dealt a humiliating drubbing in the Orange Bowl at the hands of the Lou Holtz coached Arkansas Razorbacks.  The current January is showing signs of continuing in such a tradition.  Although nobody close to me died this week, on New Year’s Night, my...

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Finishing Volume 43 and reflecting on 2017

Finishing Volume 43 and reflecting on 2017

As the current year’s final hours tick by, I wax nostalgic about the binder full of daily entries I have compiled since January 1st.  The December 31st entry will bear the cataloged number of 43-365 and will mark the end of my 43rd volume of daily records, a personal activity which I began in the middle of my sophomore year of high school on January 1st, 1975.  This dedication to what is viewed mostly as a constructive personal discipline may impress a few but for the most part the feedback I have received is wrought with indifference.  This is likely due to the boring life that I tend to lead, a fact that I readily concede.  I mean just how interesting can one describe a middle aged divorced male stuck in a career rut that gets repeated over and over? ...

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Watergate: An enduring memory of my youth

Watergate:  An enduring memory of my youth

All democracy is a work in progress.  For better or worse and despite being under constant threat of compromise since its founding, the grand American experiment has met the demands and overcome multiple imposed stresses as well as all manner of intense strain up to and including civil war.  In my lifetime that radical idea of democratically elected men leading a constitutional republic has survived egregious insult in grand fashion.  I fondly recall those halcyon days of my youth during which it was emphatically demonstrated via the mechanisms of government that the United States is a nation of laws and not of men or women.  Saturday, June 17th was the forty-fifth anniversary of the arrest of five men for the unlawful breaking and entering of the Democratic...

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Leftoverture at 40 still crisp by Kansas at 44

Leftoverture at 40 still crisp by Kansas at 44

Online purchase of two tickets, four rows back from Stage Left:  $216.00 Pre-concert dinner of Coneys, Frito Pie and iced tea:  $8.95 The cheapest swag item and two skunky draft beers:  $43.00 Taking in the sounds of one of the most iconic bands of my youth in the same venue where I paid to see my first ever concert forty years ago to the very evening:  PRICELESS!!! You read that correctly.  Forty years ago, on what was then a Friday evening March 25th, 1977, Yours Truly paid his way into the Old Lady on Brady to see his first-ever rock concert.  As I gazed around that grand auditorium before the show last night reminiscing on where I sat as a high school senior awed by the showmanship of the headliner of that Spring Break kickoff rock & roll spectacle, I...

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Farewell 2016: Wrapping up Volume 42

Farewell 2016:  Wrapping up Volume 42

As the year winds down, this is the time I tend to get introspective and wax philosophical on the record of the past twelve months which I have kept on a daily basis.  When I key in my account of the final day of December 2016 this evening it will be the 366th entry of the 42nd volume of my personal daily journal.  Anybody reading this please be honest…..how many people do you know who have kept a personal record of every day of their life for 42 years?  The only time I did not keep a daily record of my life and times since 1 January 1975 was the time I spent in Navy boot camp.  That was the months of February, March and a few days into April 1978, however, I did write down a few days during that period that I presented as My Awkward Teenage Diary back in...

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