I think I'll celebrate with a weird post....which makes this one little
different from most of the rest. Whenever I think of the Happy Return I call to
my mind's eye this:
I received the boxed set for Christmas the first year in Newport. It was one of
the very few things that came over every hurdle with me up until the great
bonfire. It comes to mind too because I discovered three boxes of my stuff in
the garage this weekend. Evidently I took them out of my car a number of years ago
and stashed them on the boat and then forgot about them. One of the boxes had a
fantastically valuable piece of paper and an uncashed paycheck which is also
quite valuable. Another box had the oldest thing that was ever mine. That's
right, a baby rattle from somewhere in Bavaria. I also found a calculator I
bought in Diego Garcia in 1984 after I was railroaded into being Mess Treasurer
and found my math wasn't up to the task of simple addition and substration. We
were there for almost a month and I bought it in the Exchange on the one day it
was open. The rest of the time it was shuttered as they took endless inventory.
Diego Garcia was that kind of place back then.
There were a few minor treasures
that I'd forgotten about that I brought with me but the return of blogging
without directly employing html is one of the happiest returns. There were a few
things that came up while I was
on hiatus. As a
result I plan to turn to a few tests. It isn't working as well as I hoped so I'll delve a little deeper.
Yesterday our walk took us alongside the
little league game where I saw the second application of the Mercy Rule in my
life. Both occurring on the same field. The last time it resulted in a brawl as dads took to the field to stone the umpire or at least hit him very hard. I was looking up the rule and ran across this:
I’ll leave you with a great mercy rule story. The Roeper School in Birmingham
recently won their first soccer state championship. Roeper’s coach Ed Sack
says he has never cut a player or mercied an opponent in 17 years. He simply
pulls his starters for the sake of sportsmanship to avoid the mercy rule
This is how we played games as kids. It wasn't that we were particularly
merciful but we had the good fortune to have coaches who believed in the
ineffable goal of 'sportsmanship.'
Hornblower and the Hotspur is by far my favorite in the series.ReplyDelete
I enjoyed the last bits of both LT H and Flying Colors. All the books were great reads.Delete
Indeed they are!ReplyDelete
just delivered four hundred pounds of hard back novels to goodwill. library didn't want them. idiots. they were free for them.ReplyDelete
I am a friend to all libraries in that I hit their book sale space every time I go to the libraries. It is unbelievably cool that with one library card I have at my disposal every library in Cuyahoga County and almost every town and city library for 50 miles in all directions.Delete
When I left San Diego I didn't know what to do with all the books since the book stores were no longer buying used books and the libraries didn't want them either. I ended up giving them all to Chaplain Harvey and let him dispose of them as he liked.