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33 years ago today, the Good Ship Kitty Hawk tied to Pier 7 at Naval Station Norfolk marking the end of a 6 month cruise around the world. Little did I know that it would be my last deployment of six. I served with a lot of good men in Attack Squadron One Four Seven even though I was TAD to the AIMD Hydraulic/Pneumatic Shop. BTW, we were the best Hydraulic/Pneumatic Shop in the United States Pacific Fleet in 1987.

Upon arrival every C-9 and DC-9 in the Naval Air Reserve was at NAS Norfolk to take the Air Wing personnel home. We were all home by 7 PM Pacific Time.

As an Intermediate Level guy, I was transferred to a new unit that was at each Naval Air Station with deploying squadrons called Sea Op Det. It had some severe teething problems in the beginning. It was not set up for a PO1 with almost 14 years of service. That is a story for another day.

Medical things, as in two times in three days

Wednesday was a trip to the West Los Angeles VA Hospital Dermatology Clinic. I had this shit break out on the webbing between the fingers and it sucked balls….. I got an Rx for a topical ointment and was out quickly. One hour to Sand Canyon Road in Santa Clarita and the In-n-Out.

Friday had me going to the Sepulveda ACC for an imaging appointment. It was to look for an aorta aneurysm check. Age and having been a smoker caused my primary provider at the VA clinic in Lancaster (CA) to order the said procedure….. It was a snap. The stop for chow was the Denny’s at the Sand Canyon Road exit in Santa Clarita.

Next Thursday is the Chronic Pain Clinic at the West Los Angeles Hospital. That one is one of those….. Hmmmmm things ya know……..

Something on the mind

Well since all are pretty much aware that the youngest daughter is with child, a grandson who is due in September, there is some decision making in regard to the lad’s naming. Missus ORPO is pushing for his middle name to be the same as mine which is as most know is Mark. It is hard to not try and have any influence in this process as in reality, it isn’t my decision. Straight up, it is not my decision in any fashion. I have never thought of leaving any legacy as it were at any time in my life. Would I like the grandson to have my name in some manner? Yes I would but I have absolutely no control over that.

On my part, I am glad that I will have a grandson whose early years I will be a part of. In around 18 to 24 months or so, we will be going back to Wichita, Kansas when I retire from the civil service at Edwards AFB. Let’s face it, I ain’t getting any younger and the mileage, wear and tear have taken a toll. I will need every moment that I can get.

I want to be able to take the boy fishing and shooting just like my Paternal Grandfather did with me. He also taught me how to run a bottling line in the days of glass bottles.

Please pardon the ramblings of an old man who now has much on his mind.

Forty Five

Forty Five years ago on a Saturday morning no less, I put my right hand in the air and took the oath of enlistment from an Army 1st Lt. and enlisted in the US Navy.

“I, (Glenn Mark Cassel), do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.””

It turned into a long run.

Forty five years already……..

Yeah, I cheated and did the copy and paste from Wikipedia. It was easy ya know.

Another trip around the Sun

64.

Yesterday.

Damn.

I remember when I thought 50 was old.

I would like to thank all my friends on the Book of Faces for the wonderful birthday greetings. All of you hold a special place in my heart and my life.

I will now begin the process of preparing for retirement in 2 years…..

It will be here before I know it. 🤪🤪🤪🤪

Ten years ago…11 September 2007…

I know it’s a day early but I have to work tonight starting at midnight.

I turned 53 on my ballast train on the BNSF KO Subdivision in North Dakota. I had tied up the previous night in Jamestown ND. It was a spot dump and went very well and I was done before noon….

I know it was a significant day in the history of Our Republic…..but I was kind of busy.

Tomorrow is the completion of another trip around the Sun……..

After the events 8 years ago with my left kidney, I have been more or less objective concerning the attacks that September day 16 years ago…. I’m still here. If symptoms had manifested, I would have had to get my affairs in order.

To those who may get upset over my viewpoints please remember this one thing, I was facing a major surgery to remove said kidney with the “large mass.”

I will put on my kippa tomorrow and say a prayer for the memory of those lost that day and those who were lost going in harm’s way to kill the perpetrators.

Old Retired Petty Officer Sends.

May Hashem guide you in your day……………………………

Life on the Graveyard Shift…

Things are redundant around here for the most part. 

It’s show up at 2300, do the inventory and take care of the hazmat….

Issue tools, laptops and vehicles to the maintainers. It’s the same kids and stuff……

Servicing and scheduled maintenance take place here in the deep dark hours of the night. 

This is a short week due to the upcoming Memorial Day weekend. Friday is a “Family Day” as determined by Air Force Material Command…… 4 day weekend…….

This is my best friend during these hours……