sunset from behind the wire

sunset from behind the wire

Sunday, March 31, 2019

Mail Call (and gripes)


The Mail

A fellow blogger e-mailed and asked whether or not I was a member of the Veterans of Foreign Wars. I am not. I am a member of the American Legion, China Post 1 (Soldiers of Fortune), operating in exile. 

Today, China Post 1 falls under the American Legion's Department of France and a member of FODPAL (Foreign Departments and Posts of The American Legion), but it has no permanent home since the Communist Chinese won't let it exist in Shanghai. Technically wherever two members are gathered (usually at a seedy bar run by an ex-pat who brings out the good stuff when China Post 1 types show up...then starts serving from the bottom shelf when they're well lubed...), they can have an official meeting.

China Post 1 has some interesting members, including many of the Ravens and the Air America types from the Vietnam War. As best I can recall, I joined in Laos as well, but it may have been when I was running with the Southern Air Transport types. The haze of age obscures those details.

Today there are actual approved hang outs for China Post 1 at various locations around the country. I don't know of any in Arizona, but I'm sure some exist. There is one in Las Vegas. I don't hang out there (obviously).

Now for the Gripes

The Second Amendment is still in place (and Constitutional Carry is alive and well in Arizona) and I expect that there will be a large body count if it is ever repealed and somebody is brave enough to come and take.

Have you ever noticed how this one works?


Whenever a Muslim kills people, the media works diligently to downplay it. When a deranged lunatic (irrespective of the grudge or grievance) does the same thing, they immediately brand them as "Christian", irrespective of anything.

Sunday Sermonette Sleep Over



My daughter, Heather, and her family (2 boys) left to return to SoCal, and my Arizona granddaughters (live in Prescott) arrived for a sleep-over. They wanted to sleep on the deck, but it's too cold, so I inflated an air mattress in the living room for them. The giant windows look out onto the deck and the forrest beyond.

So it's bacon and eggs and toast with milk for breakfast to fortify them for the day (church then play). Their mother, my third daughter, Kelly (below) is coming up today to hang out with us and to fetch her darling daughters home. Monday is a school day and Spring Break has ended.

It's been a busy week at the White Wolf Mine but I've had a lot of help - all the help that 8 young grandchildren can give. Grandchild #9, a boy, is still in the hanger waiting for an early September roll-out. 

The sermonette is that no success in life can compensate for failure as a parent. That also applies to grandparents, doesn't it? Well, however you want to slice it, family comes first. Working hard is important, but children and grandchildren need time.


My daughters are all pretty. Naturally, they favor their dad.... we'll run with that. Anyway, the older kids are talking about building cabins here at the White Wolf Mine. There is room for that, but there is also the downstairs at the hovel in the meantime, for family and guests.


Next week, I'll be in SoCal, working, staying with the kids, and trying to stretch the time that I can spend with all of them. 

Meanwhile, all of the children and grandchildren are anxiously awaiting the arrival of fishing season and wetting some bait as we float on mountain lakes in the canoe!