Some of her qualities Plus the Bomb

The Historical picture of the day:
              Hydrogen Bomb Testing

  We are fortunate to have one our own bloggers who was raised in the desert at the TOP SECRET post where the BOMB was born.

I mentioned Sherry’s next birthday too soon. It is still over a week. I sit here and look back at my girl in bed (she is now sleep reading, she will stir and read again for a little while then sleep read again.)  My girl has great,  unique qualities.

1.       Just a bite or taste will do. (ME? Don’t even think about it, a bite will not suffice)

2.       I don’t think she would ever lie, even a little white lie.

3.       She does not go out looking sloppy, even to the mail box.

4.       When she says, “I will do that.” Just like her mama, you can take it to the bank, she will do it.

5.       Her beliefs are unshakeable. Even when I was an atheist. She never ‘preached’ to me. She asked that I continue to go to church with her and I did.

6.       She is firm in the ‘old fashioned’ thoughts that the man is the head of the home. She ain’t much of a women’s ‘libber’.

7.       In reference to #6 in that respect, she has accepted all the crazy ideas I have had.

a.       After leaving the USMC and finding a minimum wage job in Charlotte I had a change of heartv my mind and said, “Honey I am joining the USAF.” 

b.        Her: OK, but do not expect me to starch and ironing uniforms. When do we leave?

In two days.   LOL   OK

c.       I’m gonna be a preacher. OK

(She really didn’t like the ‘preacher’s wife thing’ I am sure, but she never complained.)

d.       I am going to join the Navy.  OK

e.       I am going to buy a roach coach.  OK

f.       At her suggestion, We should build a house. (and get out of debt) I will get my General Contractor’s license..  OK

(Actually WE built that first house while I studied for the General Contractors’ license)

g.        We are going to sell everything we have, buy a sailboat and sail around the world.  NO!

NO?............WHAT?

In all our lives that is the first time that sweet lady said, “NO!”  I guess I reached the end of her rope of being in charge.  LOL

That is the time she said, instead of sailing, let’s hike the Appalachian Trail. I said OK and followed her on a dream of her own. That was probably our greatest adventure.

(If I have mentioned some of this stuff before, chalk it up to OLD AGE!)

Nite Shipslog
 PS: I about forgot our health,

A baby's head is one-quarter of its total length, but by the age of  25 will only be one-eighth of its total length. This is because people's heads grow at a much slower rate than the rest of their bodies.


nite again I am beat.

                                1930 Caddy V16