Among my other awards for serving and being wounded in Vietnam, I recently found out that I was also awarded the "Republic of Vietnam Gallantry Cross with Palm Unit Citation".
The Vietnam Gallantry Cross Unit Citation with Palm was issued to every Allied nation which provided military support to Vietnam between 1 March 1961 and the fall of Saigon in April 1975. The unit decoration thus became the most commonly awarded Vietnamese decoration to foreigners, second only to the Vietnam Campaign Medal.
I've also received "Cold War Recognition Certificate" for serving during the Vietnam War. This is a copy of someone elses, but I do have mine.
The Cold War Recognition Certificate is a recognition certificate awarded by the Secretary of Defense to all U.S. Armed Forces personnel and qualified federal government civilian personnel who faithfully and honorably served the United States anytime during the Cold War era, which is defined as September 2, 1945 to December 26, 1991. Congress established the Cold War certificate in Section 1084 of the fiscal 1998 National Defense Authorization Act.
If you know anyone that qualifies for these awards, please let them know. I can assure you, like me, they will appreciate being recognized for their service.
We walked in the "Keith Nintzel Memorial 5K" on our neighborhood streets last Saturday and beat our time of last weeks walk by two minutes, 1 hr 1 min 13 seconds.
We finished pretty far back, but at least we weren't last. We beat these two women. One may or may not have a colostomy, but it still counts.
The original paperwork said the runners ran 5K, but the walkers only half that, so we decided we'd walk the mile up to the start of the race. Then after the race, we'd stop for breakfast and then walk back home. So, in reality, we'd walk about 3 1/2 miles total. The paperwork was wrong and the walkers had to walk the 5K too.
On our way home after breakfast, we ran into 3 women that asked if we'd been in the race. We told the we had, then explained how far we'd have to walk if we walked home. Two of them even offered us a ride home, but we decided to stick it out.
Hmmmm, I wonder of they were just being nice, or had ulterior motives? ;-)
When we got home, I check a website to see how far we'd actually walked; a total of 5.37 miles. No wonder our feet hurt like hell.
So in two weeks, we went from couch potatoes to walking 20 minute miles and walking over 5 miles in one day. Who'd a thunk it?
Here's a video of the start of the race. Skip ahead to the 2:15 mark and see if you can pick us out.
I checked and it's legal for a woman to be topless in my back yard, in and around the pool or the hut tub.
The state law also allows it anywhere local laws don't limit it.
The town doesn't have any ordinances against it on private property. It's only regulated on town property. For example, they limit it to certain topless beaches.
The woman cop I talked to said you'd never get arrested as long as you weren't being lewd. She wouldn't want her neighbors to see her naked, but as long as my yard is fenced and the women that are topless don't care, it's fine. Just be tasteful. She also said that the neighbors don't have to look if they don't want to see it. LOL
I have no objection either, so if any ladies want come over and hang out, it all good.
Lori and I decided it was time to get off our asses and loose some weight, so we took up walking. Saturday Lori and I were privileged to be able to join almost 2,000 other runners and walkers in the 'Long Island MacArthur Airport Run For Veterans 5K'. This was held on the property and runway of the airport.
Here I am waiting with the rest of the walkers for the start.
Soldiers lined the route every 50 or so yards cheering us on and probably making sure we didn't veer off the course to places we weren't allowed to go.
About 1 mile into the walk was the first water station. If you look close you'll see the distant walkers and runners out on the runway. They weren't even close to the 1/2 way mark.
Look off to the left and you'll notice that there weren't any jets at the terminals. I asked one of the security personnel along the route why. He said that they closed the airport to commercial traffic for this event. Now that is showing support for our vets. Here's a short video of Lori and I on the runway.
They announced the name of each finisher as they crossed the finish line. Lori's name was easy, but I doubts if they would get mine right or even close. Damned if they didn't get it correct!
It's official, my finishing time for the 5K was 1:03:12.0 and I finished 1,643nd, but I wasn't last, so I'm pleased. Lori finished 1 second faster than me, but only because she held back so we would finish together. If she'd have walked at her own pace, she'd have kicked my ass by a mile.
Way to go baby! I'm proud of you! Thanks for getting me off my ass and walking.
After we bought our boat in early 1994, we spent almost every summer weekend at Watch Hill on Fire Island where we docked our boat in the marina. Watch Hill had a large marina, a beach on both the Great South Bay and the Atlantic Ocean, camp grounds, a nature walk, restaurant, snack bar and a bar. If you walked a few hundred yards east on the ocean beach side, you entered the wilderness area of Fire Island. The wilderness area on Fire Island is the only real wilderness area in NY State.
But there was one thing I didn’t like about Watch Hill, it was those damn deer. They were infested the Lyme disease carrying ticks. They weren’t afraid of people at all, as I guess you can tell by this picture. One day we were eating at one of the picnic tables and the person next to me got up. A minute or so later, one of the deer tried to eat the food right off the table next to me. I reached over, smacked it on the nose and it took off. Damn deer!