Thank you for sharing. My father passed away this year as well. I spent my summers bucking hay.

Bless your mom's heart!

I was good till the whistle blew...... RIP Mr. Shipley

RIP. Very emotional

28 years ago our Battalion CO pulled us into the theater and told us that we had a warning Order Be prepared to deploy the entire 650 man Battalion and Reserve augment to the Persian Gulf in support of Desert Shield. We were about a month from our Home Port FTX (Field Training Exercise) so we tried to change some of the Training to reflect. We did end up getting some more Desert survival training from some PJ's that came in to train us and some other training Tactical type stuff from some Rangers. We left after Thanks Giving, they wanted us to be home for thanks Giving and the Battalion we relived would get Christmas at Home.


Another anniversary and another warning order on this day. 20 Years ago the embassy in Africa were bomb, and our Battalion was given a Warning Order, have Dets ready to provide Recovery and Physical Security Engineering Operations. We never got the call they had the U.S. Embassy NSU (Naval Support Unit) do the mission, it is kind of their job, to protect and recover Embassies.

Something more than a few here can well relate to i believe. Over 30 years as a Police Officer! Emotional sign off.


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PICTURES ON THE WALL
COPYRIGHT BOB LOCKETT SEPTEMBER, 2004

They're all that I've ever really wanted I suppose
Just those simple family pictures hanging on the wall

The silent retelling of two souls marvelous story
On that one time journey along life's unsure path

In youth's springtime we met, barely more than kids
All these years together and finally back to kids again

Scenes from a growing family's happy gatherings
Fond memories that softened our lifes many pains

Through the summer of all those wondrous years
Warm smiles depicting the gentle passing of our days

Rich are the memories of all those vibrant colors
Even as the paper images begin to pale with time

In those pictures we are for all time eternally young
As autumn days from us now surely slip silently by

Framed moments protected from time's cruel deceit
Even long after a loved ones footsteps echo away

Lovingly warming the final days of our life's winter
Those preserved past memories will always remain

Until all of life's hard won trophies are left behind
Uncaring to the treasures that may have been claimed

The times of our lives that live a day beyond forever
Bringing back those almost forgotten glory days

For in the end, all there is to wistfully hold onto so dear
Are those old faded pictures silently hanging on the wall.

My Condolences, Senior.

Lost my Dad, LCDR and Naval Aviator 13 May 2004. World ain't been right since then.

Excellent job Piping him over the side, Shipmate.