https://www.yahoo.com/news/gorbachev-resigned-ap-photographer-snapped-075637881.html
As Gorbachev resigned, AP photographer snapped historic shot
Associated Press
Fri, December 24, 2021, 11:56 PM
https://www.govinfo.gov/content/pkg/BILLS-105hr1546ih/html/BILLS-105hr1546ih.htm
105th CONGRESS 1st Session
H. R. 1546
To provide for a system to classify information in the interests of national security and a system to declassify such information.
IN THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES
May 7, 1997
SEC. 4. CLASSIFICATION AND DECLASSIFICATION OF INFORMATION.
(d) Standards for Declassification.--
(1) Initial classification period.--Information may not remain classified under this Act for longer than a 10-year period unless the head of the agency that created the information certifies to the President at the end of such period that the information requires continued protection, based on a current assessment of the risks of disclosing the information, carried out in accordance with subsection (c)(1).
(2) Additional classification period.--Information not declassified prior to or at the end of the 10-year period referred to in paragraph (1) may not remain classified for more than a 30-year period unless the head of the agency that created the information certifies to the President at the end of such 30-year period that continued protection of the information from unauthorized disclosure is essential to the national security of the United States or that demonstrable harm to an individual will result from release of the information.
From 2/6/1911 ( Ronald Reagan ) To 4/18/1988 ( as me, Kerry Burgess, while enlisted paygrade E-5, designated Petty Officer Second Class Fire Controlman (FC2), from my official enlisted United States Navy records: during USA Armed Forces Expeditionary Operation Earnest Will with my personal participation and commendation - CF-division, Missile Plot - guided-missiles Fire Control Computer Complex (UNIVAC digital-computer Mk152 Terrier System for, primarily, SM2-ER {Extended Range} Standard Missiles ordnance) - aboard the USS Wainwright CG-28 US Navy the United States Operation Praying Mantis ) is 28196 days
28196 = 14098 + 14098
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 6/8/2004 ( ) is 14098 days
https://www.presidency.ucsb.edu/documents/message-the-congress-the-death-president-ronald-reagan
The American Presidency Project
GEORGE W. BUSH
43rd President of the United States: 2001 ‐ 2009
Message to the Congress on the Death of President Ronald Reagan
June 8, 2004
To the Congress of the United States:
By this Message, I officially inform you of the death of Ronald Reagan, the fortieth President of the United States.
Ronald Reagan was a great leader and a good man. He had the confidence that comes with conviction, the strength that comes with character, the grace that comes with humility, and the humor that comes with wisdom.
Through his leadership, spirit, and abiding faith in the American people, President Reagan gave our Nation a renewed optimism. With his courage and moral clarity, he enhanced America's security and advanced the spread of peace, liberty, and democracy to millions of people who had lived in darkness and oppression. As America's President, he helped change the world.
The sun has now set on Ronald Reagan's extraordinary American life. Just as he told us that our Nation's best days are yet to come, we know that the same is true for him.
GEORGE W. BUSH
Red Storm Rising (1986) - Tom Clancy
(from internet transcript)
Chapter 35 – Time on Target
USS REUBEN JAMES
"Vampire, vampire! We have incoming missiles."
Here we go again, Morris thought. The tactical display was more modern than what he'd had on Pharris--each of the incoming missiles was marked with a velocity vector that indicated speed and direction. They were coming in low.
Morris lifted his phone. "Bridge, Combat. Execute separation maneuver."
"Bridge, aye. Separating now," Ernst said. "Crash stop! All back emergency!"
The helmsman pulled the throttle control back, then abruptly reversed the pitch of the propeller blades, throwing the ship from ahead to full astern. Reuben James slowed so rapidly that men had to brace themselves, and Battleaxe forged ahead, accelerating to twenty-five knots. As soon as it was safe, the British frigate turned hard to port, and Reuben James went to ahead full and turned sharply to starboard.
Any Soviet radar operator who had lingered behind would have been impressed by the deception. The oncoming AS-4 missiles had been targeted on a single blip. Now there were two, and they were separating. The missiles divided their attention evenly, with three opting for either target.
Morris watched his display intently. The distance between his ship and his companion was widening rapidly.
"Missiles are tracking us!" the ESM operator said loudly. "We have multiple missile seeker heads tracking us."
"Right full rudder, reverse course. Fire off chaff rockets!"
Everyone in the Combat Information Center jumped as four canisters exploded directly overhead, filling the air with aluminum foil and creating a radar target for the missiles to track while the frigate heeled violently to port as she turned. Her forward missile launcher turned around with her, a SAM already assigned to the first incoming Russian missile. The frigate righted herself on a northerly course, three miles behind Battleaxe.
"Here we go," the weapons officer said. The solution light blinked on the firecontrol console.
The first of the white-painted SM1 missiles shot into the sky. It had scarcely cleared the launch rail when the launcher twisted in two dimensions and accepted another missile from the circular magazine, then turned and elevated again, firing seven seconds after the first missile was launched, then repeated the cycle twice more.
"That's it!" O'Malley said when he saw the first smoke trail. He punched his finger on the blip-enhance button. "Hatchet, shut down your emitter and break left!" Both helicopters went to full power and ran away. Four missiles suddenly had no targets. They kept heading west to look for more, but there were none to be found.
"More chaff," Morris ordered, watching the electronic traces of friendly and unfriendly missiles converge. The CIC shook again as another cloud of aluminum blasted into the air, and the wind carried it toward the incoming missiles.
"We still have missiles tracking us!"
"Hit!" the weapons officer exclaimed. The first missile disappeared from the scope, intercepted sixteen miles out, but the second Soviet missile kept coming. The first SAM sent after it missed, exploding harmlessly behind it, and then the second one missed, too. Another SAM was fired. Range was down to six miles. Five. Four. Three.
"Hit! One missile left-veering off. Going after the chaff! Passing aft!"
The missile struck the water two thousand yards from Reuben James Even at that distance the noise was impressive. It was followed by total silence in the CIC. Men kept staring at their instruments, looking for additional missiles, and it took several seconds before they were satisfied that there were no more. One by one the sailors looked at their comrades and began to breathe again.
"What modern combat lacks in humanity," Calloway observed, "it more than makes up for in intensity."
Morris leaned back in his chair. "Or something like that.
- posted by me, Kerry Burgess 10:23 AM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Tuesday 12/28/2021
