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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Yesterday, my nephew and I went to the USS Arizona Exhibit at the State Capital. Too few artifacts! Of interest to both of us was an aerial photo of Pearl Harbor. I pointed out the locations of my old office, base entrances, surface ships, oilers, subs, dry dock, etc. Also, where the salvage ships (w possible Navy SEALS) were berthed. (He has repeatedly said that's what he wants to be when he grows up. And, I hope not!)

Afterwards, we headed on over to the ST Exhibit. It was cool but somewhat disappointing. Mainly, it was costumes and models of all the USS Enterprises, including the current carrier. We both sat in the Captain's chair (Picard's), and had our pic taken in the transporter room. On the way home, we critiqued all the prior events we had attended and ranked them in "awesomeability". Naria was #1, Titanic was #2, and James Bond tied w ST. We left out the dinosaurs, computer, and grossology exhibits.

Sunday, December 28, 2008



Attached is a pic of our newest baby. He is just too cute!

We had another wonderful Christmas, and I am so grateful for our extended family. Was able to put together another Family History Book, by adding brief biographies to what was done 11 years ago. Probably most special to me were what I transcribed from my father's flight logs, and my mother's year by year history. I know these will become even more important to us as a family as the years roll by. My next goal is to create a detailed biography of my father, and grandparents.

Monday, December 15, 2008


Not much happening, compared to what my life used to be like, before retirement! Had a fun and happy visit with my son and daughter inlaw, in NC (note pic). They were just moving into their first home, and I was there in time to help unpack. Weather was TOO cold and dreary for me, but I am very spoiled! Had two Thanksgiving dinners: one at his best friend's home and one at my son's home. We have a LOT to be thankful for! Attended a very cool Messiah and caught the Dead Sea Scrolls. I was so excited to see the Scrolls. They came to San Diego abt a year ago, and I just couldn't get it together in time for a visit. Just wrote an updated family history book on the folks who are involved in our family type things. That is 25+ people now, but I have stopped counting. Am getting 3 of the books into the mail today. The others will be given out at Christmas. People will be in from various spots in CA, and one from NYC, so it will be crowded but fun! Plan on seeing the Star Trek exhibit at the AZ Sci Ctr with my nephew. Went w friends last night to an Episcopal church cantata. Will attend the Messiah again this wk w another friend. I've been invited on a cruise to Australia in mid Jan, but think I won't be able to go. At work, I have a Gulf war inmate who is not doing well. He was in several key fights and has severe PTSD, w auditory and visual hallucinations. We are trying to keep him stapled together, but our heavyist anti-psychotics are just not working. We'll keep trying.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Silver Stars rain on 10 soldiers for Afghan battle
Dec. 12, 2008 06:13 AM
Associated Press

FORT BRAGG, N.C. - Capt. Kyle Walton remembers pressing himself into the jagged stones that covered the cliff in northeast Afghanistan.

Machine gun rounds and sniper fire ricocheted off the rocks. Two rounds slammed into his helmet, smashing his head into the ground. Nearby, three of his U.S. Army Special Forces comrades were gravely wounded. One grenade or a well-aimed bullet, Walton thought, could etch April 6, 2008 on his gravestone.

Walton and his team from the 3rd Battalion, 3rd Special Forces Group had been sent to kill or capture terrorists from a rugged valley that had never been penetrated by U.S. forces - or, they had been told, the Soviets before them.
He peered over the side of the cliff to the dry river bed 60 feet below and considered his options. Could he roll the wounded men off and then jump to safety? Would they survive the fall?

By the end of the six-hour battle deep within the Shok Valley, Walton would bear witness to heroics that on Friday would earn his team 10 Silver Stars, the most awarded for a single battle since the start of the war.

Walton, a Special Forces team leader, and his men described the battle in an interview with The Associated Press last week. Most seem unimpressed they've earned the Army's third-highest award for combat valor.

"This is the story about Americans fighting side-by-side with their Afghan counterparts refusing to quit," said Walton, of Carmel, Ind. "What awards come in the aftermath are not important to me."

The mission that sent three Special Forces teams and a company from the 201st Afghan Commando Battalion to the Shok Valley seemed imperiled from the outset.

Six massive CH-47 Chinook helicopters had deposited the men earlier that morning, banking through thick clouds as they entered the valley. The approaching U.S. soldiers watched enemy fighters racing to positions dug into the canyon walls and to sniper holes carved into stone houses perched at the top of the cliff.

Considered a sanctuary of the Hezeb Islami al Gulbadin terrorist group, the valley is far from any major American base.

It was impossible for the helicopters to land on the jagged rocks at the bottom of the valley. The Special Forces soldiers and commandos, each carrying more than 60 pounds of gear, dropped from 10 feet above the ground, landing among boulders or in a near-frozen stream.

With several Afghan commandos, Staff Sgt. John Walding and Staff Sgt. David Sanders led the way on a narrow path that zig-zagged up the cliff face to a nearby village where the terrorists were hiding.

Walton followed with two other soldiers and a 23-year-old Afghan interpreter who went by the name C.K., an orphan who dreamed of going to the United States.

Walding and Sanders were on the outskirts of the village when Staff Sgt. Luis Morales saw a group of armed men run along a nearby ridge. He fired. The surrounding mountains and buildings erupted in an ambush: The soldiers estimate that more than 200 fighters opened up with rifles, rocket-propelled grenades, machine guns and AK-47s.

C.K. crumbled to the ground.

Walton and Spc. Michael Carter dove into a small cave. Staff Sgt. Dillon Behr couldn't fit so the Rock Island, Ill., native dropped to one knee and started firing. An F-15 made a strafing run to push back the fighters, but it wasn't enough.

Sanders radioed for close air support - an order that Walton had to verify because the enemy was so near that the same bombs could kill the Americans.

The nearest house exploded; the firing didn't stop.

"Hit it again," Sanders said.

For the rest of the battle, F-15 fighters and Apache helicopters attacked.

Behr was hit next - a sniper's round passing through his leg. Morales knelt on Behr's hip to stop the bleeding and kept firing until he, too, was hit in the leg and ankle.

Walton and Carter, a combat cameraman from Smithville, Texas, dragged the two wounded men to the cave. Gunfire had destroyed Carter's camera so Walton put him to work treating Morales who, in turn, kept treating Behr.

Staff Sgt. Ronald J. Shurer, a medic from Pullman, Wash., fought his way up the cliff to help.

"Heard some guys got hit up here," he said as he reached the cave, pulling bandages and gear from his aid bag.

Walton told Walding and Sanders to abandon the assault and meet on the cliff. The Americans and Afghan commandos pulled back as the Air Force continued to pound the village.

Walding made it to the cliff when a bullet shattered his leg. He watched his foot and lower leg flop on the ground as Walton dragged him to the cliff edge. With every heartbeat, a stream of blood shot out of Walding's wound. Rolling on his back, the Groesbeck, Texas, native, asked for a tourniquet and cranked down until the bleeding stopped.

The soldiers were trapped against the cliff. Walton was sure his men would be overrun. The narrow path was too exposed. He sent Sanders to find another way down. Sometimes free-climbing the rock face, the Huntsville, Ala., native found a steep path and made his way back up. Could the wounded make it out alive? Walton asked.

"Yes, they'll survive," Sanders said.

Down below, Staff Sgt. Seth E. Howard took his sniper rifle and started climbing with Staff Sgt. Matthew Williams.

At the top, Howard used C.K.'s lifeless body for cover and started to shoot. He fired repeatedly, killing as many as 20 of their attackers, his comrades say. The enemy gunfire slowed. The Air Force bombing continued, providing cover.

Morales was first down the cliff, clutching branches and rocks as he slid. Sanders, Carter and Williams went up to get Behr, then back up to rescue Walding. As Walton climbed down, a 2,000-pound bomb hit a nearby house. Another strike nearly blew Howard off the cliff.

Helicopters swooped in to pick up the 15 wounded American and Afghan soldiers, as well as the rest of the teams. Bullets pinged off the helicopters. One hit a pilot.

All the Americans survived.

Months later, Walding wants back on the team even though he lost a leg. Morales walks with a cane.

The raid, the soldiers say, proved there will be no safe haven in Afghanistan for terrorists. As for the medals, the soldiers see them as emblems of teamwork and brotherhood. Not valor.

"When you go to help your buddy, you're not thinking, I am going to get a Silver Star for this,' " Walding said. "If you were there, there would not be a second guess on why."

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

http://www.michaelyon-online.com/cgi-bin/dada/mail.cgi/r/Dispatches/381270966805/

Check out Michael's latest blog. "a pal of mine who was out there a couple of years ago came down with a nasty throat infection. On seeking medical treatment, he was told that 25% of all particles in the Kabul fresh air are human faecal matter...

All I can say is that changing the filters on the RB-57 "sniffers" must be a sh*t job!!

Yuck!!!

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Arlington at Christmas

Rest easy, sleep well my brothers.

Know the line has held, your job is done.

Rest easy, sleep well.

Others have taken up where you fell, the line has held.

Peace, peace, and farewell...



Readers may be interested to know that wreaths -- some 5,000 -- are donated by the Worcester Wreath Co. Of Harrington , Maine. The owner, Merrill Worcester, not only provides the wreaths, but covers the trucking expense as well. He's done this since 1992. A wonderful guy. Also, most years, groups of Maine school kids combine an educational trip to DC with this event to help out. Making this even more remarkable is the fact that Harrington is in one the poorest parts of the state.