Ya gotta luv California

California is seeking a $5 billion dollar “bridge loan” to see it through until late August 2011 just in case credit markets are disrupted by Congressional failure to act on the debt crisis.

Meanwhile back at the rancho (Los Angeles City College) Governor “Moonbeam” Brown panders to his illegal alien base with the tender image of the aging chrome dome using Assemblyman Gil Cedillo’s back to sign Assembly Bill 130 (“The California Dream Act”) into law.  The really special touch is the picture of Cedillo, head slightly bowed, eyes closed, seems to have his hands together as if in prayer.  Something tells me that his “oración a Dios (prayer to God)” was not for God to lead California through the Red (Ink) Sea to fiscal solvency.

 The tender image of Gov. “Moonbeam” Brown and Assemblyman Gil Cedillo.

My Thoughts Late in the Day of our Independence 4 July 2011

 I have spent many hours in the Fort Sam Houston Cemetery.  My last duty assignment was as the Plans & Operations NCO at Headquarters Fort Sam Houston.  Our office had operational responsibilities for some funerals and events at the cemetery including the coordination of requests for detail of the Fort Sam Houston burial squad to support Army funerals.

I have been there for the burials of my father, my mother and numerous friends.  My wife, Martha, has many relatives buried there as well.  I even wrote the Ft. Sam Houston Operations Plan should General of the Army Omar Bradley pass away here (where he lived part-time). 

Presenting the flag

 “On behalf of the President of the United States and the people of a grateful nation, may I present this flag as a token of appreciation for the honorable and faithful service your loved one rendered this nation.”

I have heard those words, spoken to the person who receives the deceased’s flag, so many times they have taken up permanent residence in my head.  I heard those words at my father’s funeral.  Someday someone who loves me will hear those words.* I hope whoever hears those words will be the faithful protector of my flag, and my father’s flag.

I really enjoy wearing my Viet Nam Vet hat because I am proud of my service.  It draws handshakes and thank you from strangers.  It also reminds cashiers about my military discount, if applicable.  My favorite hat has something my cousin said, “Duty, Honor, Country” embroidered on it.  It never ceases to amaze me that people don’t seem to connect those simple words with the military.  That hat does give me a break from shaking hands.

Here I sit wearing my hat with those words bouncing around in my head, “On behalf of the President of the United States and the people of a grateful nation, On behalf of the President of the United States and the people of a grateful nation.”  Those words caused me long ago to start thinking I wish there were a way for this old soldier to express his gratefulness to his President and the people of this great nation for allowing me to wear my uniform and serve my nation.  Everything I have is a result of me being able to give my faithful service to the nation as a soldier and in the United States Postal Service.  Thanks grateful nation.

*NOTE:  The words are slightly different for each service.  The name of the sitting President is not normally used, President being the institution rather than the man