That was the second grade for me, I recall, when we moved to California from De Queen Arkansas.
Thedia's first re-marriage was to James Nevells. As I recall he had served in the United States Marine Corps and then began serving again after they married. I can recall us all living in that cul-de-sac house in De Queen Arkansas when I was getting ready to start first grade. That would have been the year 1972.
So I guess that would be the year 1973 we moved to California. If I recall correctly I started the second grade year there in Santa Ana. We moved there because James was assigned to a US Marine Corps base there which if I recall correctly was El Toro. I can recall walking through a parking lot there on base and there were a lot of cars in the parking lot and I asked my mother if those cars all belong to Marines who were sent to Vietnam. Maybe I asked her if those were the cars of all the Marines who weren't returning from Vietnam.
Sometime around two years ago or so I found a place on the Google Streetview that I think is that apartment building we lived in Santa Ana back then. I have no idea if that is the place we actually lived in but it sure looked the same as I remember it.
The place I found was the result of me looking at the railroad lines and I looked at the Google Streetview images at a place next to the railroad lines because I remember getting in serious trouble with James Nevells because a neighbor woman told him I had been climbing onto stationary railroad cars parked there next to our apartment building. She was the woman who couldn't pronounce my name correctly and always pronounced it similar to "curry".
Sometime before or after that Thedia and James had some people over to visit. I guess the man was a Marine he worked with but I don't recall. I can recall Thedia telling me off to the side they weren't accustomed to having young children around. That might have been before or after her brilliant idea to let me drink a small cup of the alcoholic Knoxberry Farms Wine and then the way I recall it she figured out later I was going back when she wasn't looking and I was drinking more of it from the bottle. I recall she brought me back from off the balcony outside the apartment that overlooked the open-air courtyard when I was certain I could successfully fly down to the concrete surface below from the railing above. I had on my Mountaire baseball helmet so everything was going to be okay.
The problem with that memory is that I don't think I started playing for the Mountaire baseball team until the third grade so I think Thedia was telling me a story at some point later in my life, a story that caused me to record memory in my mind that visualizes that red batting helmet.
First off, how did I get that helmet. That wasn't issued to us individually. Second of all, I am not certain I had a batting helmet at that time.
So anyway, I can recall Thedia telling me that story before and many decades ago. Doesn't add up though.
I can still recall playing organized baseball in De Queen. I can vaguely visualize the first night of tryouts. I was really lousy. I can sort of recall a document I filled out. If I recall correctly I started off as the lead-off batter when I was playing for Mountaire, which was the team I was assigned to after the first night when we auditioned for a team. During team play I was left-handed so the kids pitching to me would always walk me onto first base. The way I remember it now my first-at-bat was me getting hit in the knee by the baseball from the pitcher. I can still recall that point years, or less, later that bitter disappointment I felt when they started striking me out. I can recall another kid trying to explain to me the strike zone and when I should, something something, and that's all I recall and that was great when I could just stand there and do nothing and get onto first base and I can recall being on the other bases. I don't think I played for a team after the fourth grade.
Several months ago I asked my sister if I could make copies of those photographs from our youth but I guess she doesn't want to. I was thinking the nostalgia would work on my mind and strengthen old memory. I would like to see again those photos of me in that red Mountaire baseball jersey. I also wanted to see my 11th grade class yearbook.
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You heard I got passed over?
Passed over?
You're lucky you didn't get busted
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Iceman: The plaque for the alternates is down in the ladies room.
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The Walking Dead Season 5 Episode 12
Remember
Aired Sunday 9:00 PM Mar 01, 2015 on AMC
AIRED: 3/1/15
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Springfield! Springfield!
The Walking Dead
Remember
Rick.
You know, I used to be a stylist.
And 12 other things.
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Hey, sports fan, over here!
What the hell you grinning about?
This is really my day. I made the varsity team this afternoon.
Of course! You had the best coach in the world!
Congratulations, Ben! And on your 18.
Thanks, colonel. Thanks.
- What'll you have? - Dr. Pepper.
I didn't bring you here to drink soda pop.
You're old enough to drink now.
Mom will gel mad. Besides. I'm in training now.
If he doesn't want to drink...
There's those that have them and those that don't.
What?
Gonads. son. Big brass ones.
Bartender! I'll have a double martini, up, with a twist.
Do you know what a double martini is?
Will you leave him alone?!
It's made out of liquor.
You bet!
You got an I.D., son?
Sure. I got an I.D.
Happy birthday, kid.
Just a minute, Ben.
Gentlemen!
I would like you to join me in a toast to my oldest son, who is 18 today.
He's just ordered his first drink. Before he begins drinking it...
...I would like to wish him a long life...
...a wife as fine as his mother...
...and a son as fine as he has been.
To my son!
- Happy birthday, kid! - Congratulations!
How is it, big man?
It's fit to drink. but I've tasted better.
Bartender?
Let's have another here.
I'd slow down a bit. That's an alligator of a drink.
That's why I ordered it, Virgil.
That's Colonel Hedgepath to you. mister.
Sir. my apologies.
This is great. Really great.
Waiter, another drink for my son.
Lillian's gonna scalp you both!
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Where you heading?
I thought I'd do me some fishing.
Bring me back some flounder so I can fix it for this family.
You done much fishing, Ben?
- Not in salt water. - Why don't you go?
You want to come along, dribbling man? We'd be out all night.
- Could I, Mom? - Sure. get your jacket and blankets.
Be right with you.
That boy has been living in cities and on bases so long...
...he's never really tasted the South.
From 1/4/1941 ( Maureen Reagan ) To 11/1/1955 ( premiere US TV series episode "Matinee Theatre"::"The Make Believe Mother" ) is 5414 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 8/29/1980 is 5414 days
From 1/4/1941 ( Maureen Reagan ) To 8/28/1970 ( premiere US film "Weekend with the Babysitter" ) is 10828 days
10828 = 5414 + 5414
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 8/29/1980 is 5414 days
[ See also: http://hvom.blogspot.com/2013/11/baby-blues.html ]
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Happy birthday, Son of Santini
Happy birthday to you
He's got it all. He's fast, he's got balance, he's got smarts.
But I think you gentled him too much.
It screws up his instincts and his timing.
I want to give my sons the gift of fury.
I want them lo gobble up the world. Eat life, or it'll eat them.
So this fellow says, "Who was that woman I seen you with last night?"
He say that, “She one of the Lee sisters.“
“Yeah, well, then her first name must be Ug!“
“Us? I get n.
What you dancing around like that for?
A bee ain't going to mess with you. He doing his job.
Bee's like the preacher man.
He go from the girl flower to the boy flower...
...and everywhere he touch. they be married. And they say...
...“Thank you, preacher bee.
Won't you have some honey for your pay?“
And that's the perfect way of it.
You are a poet, you know that?
From 12/25/1971 ( George Walker Bush the purveyor of illegal drugs strictly for his personal profit including the trafficking of massive amounts of cocaine into the United States confined to federal prison in Mexico for illegally smuggling narcotics in Mexico ) To 3/2/1999 is 9929 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/8/1993 ( George Bush - Remarks to Central Intelligence Agency Employees in Langley Virginia ) is 9929 days
[ See also: http://hvom.blogspot.com/2014/08/a-giant-thud-huge-yawn.html ]
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The Seattle Times
Tuesday, March 2, 1999
Gov. Bush To Explore Presidential Bid
By Michael Holmes
The AP
AUSTIN, Texas - Texas Gov. George W. Bush, eldest son of the former president, announced today he will form a presidential exploratory committee to raise money and measure support for a White House bid of his own in 2000.
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Good God, they're all staring at us like we're freaks!
No, they're not.
Just pick someone out, go up to them and say...
...“Hi. My name is Mary Anne Meechum.
I'm new in town. I'd like you for a friend.“ Just like that.
Why don't you?
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: dated 2006
I also wonder who Chad Trammel is supposed to represent. I thought of him again when I was opening to Lethal Weapon 2 and Riggs was jamming down the gas pedal. I did that in Chad's car back in 9th or 10th grade. I had some kind of speaker out the window, I was trying to make some kind of Mr. Microphone sort of device. I remember we recorded it all on tape. Trammel, when I saw him in '94 at our 10 year reunion, was a lawyer in the Air Force. He was telling me something about standing near B-52s at Barkesly I think it was, and the thought comes to mind, although I'm not sure from where, that he was saying something about kicking the tires. Back in '94, when I told him I was repairing ATM machines, he asked me if I ever thought about doing something else, as though he expected me to be doing more.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 2006 excerpt ends]
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DATA: Mister Tricorder! Ha, ha, ha.
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The City on the Edge of Forever
Stardate: 3134.0
Original Airdate: Apr 6, 1967
KIRK: How are the stone knives and bearskins?
SPOCK: I may have found our focal point in time.
KIRK: You may also find you have a connection burning someplace.
SPOCK: Yes. I'm overloading those lines. I believe we'll have our answer on this screen.
KIRK: Good.
SPOCK: And, Captain, you may find this a bit distressing.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 05/06/07 7:34 PM
I wonder who is Precious Penny. She was Chad Trammel's cousin and she was sitting in the backseat when I backed his car into Tom Withem's truck. Tom is Lesa Jewell's husband.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 06 May 2007 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: posted by H.V.O.M at 7:46 PM Sunday, April 22, 2007
That night I "remember" riding around town in Chad Trammel's car most certainly reflects the night I was shot down and became a POW in Libyan. We must have been shot down in the country of Chad and then the Libyans captured me on the ground. I have all kinds of details memories about that night. There was something about me moving my foot over to press down on the gas pedal as Chad was pressing down on the brake. I have wondered several times over the years what that was supposed to accomplish. I have been wondered if it had something to do with me, for some reason I can’t remember, operating the foot controls of the jet. There was also some kind of electronic contraption I was operating and that must certainly represent that I was the bombardier/ navigator in an A-6 Intruder or the equivalent role in an EA-6 Prowler. But since Chad's last name was Trammel, I would guess we were in an A-6 TRAM bomber. I remember that night on the town ended when I backed his car into Tom Withem's pickup. I don’t think those people exist in reality; rather they were all created as part of the fiction of my official federal uncover identity.
I have also been wondering if this all is connected to that “hanging chad” media circus that ushered George W. Bush into office. I am quite certain that my captors while I was a POW would leave me hanging with a noose around my neck until I passed out. I wondered for a while why I didn’t have any scars on my neck, but then I remembered that I did; it’s just that the cuts on my neck from the rope weren’t very deep and they faded over time. It was a long two months in that prison. And then I was out in the wilds of Africa for almost 400 days, living off the land, trying to make it back to the Navy.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 22 April 2007 excerpt ends]
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Project Gutenberg's The Time Machine, by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
Title: The Time Machine
Author: H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
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'Don't follow you,' said Filby.
'Can a cube that does not last for any time at all, have a real existence?'
Filby became pensive. 'Clearly,' the Time Traveller proceeded, 'any real body must have extension in four directions
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Attention on deck.
Seats. gentlemen.
You now have the privilege of serving...
...under the toughest squadron commander in the Marine Corps...
---me!
Don'! consider me just your commanding officer.
I want you to look on me like I was...
...well...
“God!
If I say something, pretend ifs coming from the burning bush.
We're the most elite fighters in the history of the world.
We are Marines. Marine Corps fighter pilots.
We have no other function.
That is our mission...
...and you're either gonna hack it or pack it.
Do you read me?
Within 30 days, I'll lead the toughest sons of bitches in the world.
The 312th Werewolf Squadron will make history...
...or it will die trying.
You're flying with Bull Meechum. and I kid you not...
...this is the eye of the storm.
Welcome aboard.
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Bull Meechum: [to his subordinates] You're looking at Bull Meechum now, and this is the eye of the storm!
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: July 13, 2006
What was my jersey number when I played little league? That was before I started playing football. I think it was '10' but not sure. I played for the team in De Queen that was sponsored by the Mountaire chicken plant. I don't remember anyone ever kidding us about that though. I also remember our first game beating the other team that was considered the best to play for. I think they were the Rotary Lions. I used to always get on base because no one could pitch to left-handers and I would either get hit or get walked.
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- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 10:33 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Tuesday 03 March 2015
