I wrote several times about how my lead instructor during school in 1987 at the U.S. Navy base Dam Neck, Virginia, had served aboard the USS Worden (CG-18) before he was an instructor there. In my symbolic and artificial memories of my covert identity, I was in an electronics and computer school during that 1986 and 1987 period. The reason for my lead instructor being from the USS Worden was a play on the word ‘warden’ referring to how I was a Prisoner Of War during that period.
Another reason is that Worden Field is the parade ground at the U.S. Naval Academy.
Ever since the founding of the Naval Academy in 1845, when the “Band”consisted of a fifer and a drummer, music has been an important part of Naval Academy life. Officially formed in November 1852, the United States Naval Academy Band has established a reputation for outstanding musical support to the Brigade of Midshipmen and the surrounding community. However, the current version of the Naval Academy Band is a far cry from the thirteen men who reported to Annapolis over 150 years ago. Today, due to the unmatched versatility of its members, the band is able to blend tradition and change into a wide variety of musical styles.
The United States Naval Academy Marching Band may head up a column of Midshipman on parade before dignitaries on Worden Field, advance into Navy/Marine Corps Stadium for a contest on the grid iron, escort a fallen shipmate to his final resting place, or represent the Navy and Naval Academy on “Main Street, USA” in their Memorial Day celebration.
I remember discussing this song a lot in my journal a few years ago before I became homeless. All that wasted time I spent waiting for you to stop stealing from me.
The album “Wish You Were Here” was released 41 weeks, 4 days, before the day I intercepted the comet. I believe that track of the same name, “Wish You Were Here” reflects my experiences as a POW during the Vietnam War. I have been thinking for a while about something the Allies would do during World War 2. They would arrange to have a soldier actually interned at a Prisoner Of War camp so they could gather intelligence on that camp. The notion was they would send someone that was capable of escaping and then reporting back what he learned of the enemy’s operations. I think that is the reason I was in Hoa Loa Prison, or the so-called Hanoi Hilton, during the Vietnam War. I can’t remember for certain, but I think I then escaped and reported back about the conditions in the prison, including what they had done to me. It is really no different than here in historic King County, Washington, where insurgents are in control of the local government and protecting the terrorists, such as Bill Gates and his base of operations at Microsoft-Corbis.
Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here Lyrics
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Wish You Were Here is a concept album by Pink Floyd. Recorded at Abbey Road Studios between January and July, 1975 and released on September 15, 1975 (see 1975 in music), the album would later be regarded as one of Pink Floyd's greatest albums. Its lyrics, composed by Roger Waters and concerning the music industry, question the market-oriented record companies' lack of understanding and interest for musicians. The album also pays tribute to Syd Barrett, Pink Floyd's former guitarist and chief songwriter, especially "Shine On You Crazy Diamond", and the title track itself.
PINK FLOYD LYRICS
"Shine On You Crazy Diamond (I-V)"
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
"Shine On You Crazy Diamond (VI-IX)"
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers and I'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph,
sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine
