We kept forgetting to get a balloon, so Norm made one. She is so creative!
Left to right is Norm, my Mom, her cousin Dodie, her husband Ken and my step-Dad Bob, the reason we made a fast trip to the keystone state. The doctors are still not sure what happened, but Bob seems to be recovering well, thanks to many prayers and good doctors. As usual, the weather to and from Pennsylvania was fine, our two weeks there contained just two nice days. The rest of the days were raining, drizzling, fogging and just for good measure, one day we woke to twenty-nine degrees. On the two nice days we managed to replace air conditioners with storm windows, do yard work and a number of odd tasks. Just some random thoughts about driving across the country. So far this year we have driven from Oklahoma to Arizona twice and Oklahoma to Pennsylvania twice. By far, Oklahoma has the worse roads, even the ones you have to pay to drive on are in a sorry state. Driving from Pennsylvania west on I70, the speed limit is 65 mph. Enter West Virginia where the road is just as filled with turns and hills, the limit goes up to 70 mph. Ohio comes next where the road starts to straighten out, speed returns to 65. The two “I” states, Indiana and Illinois, I can’t remember which have the exact same type of roads, straight and flat, not Kansas straight and flat, but close. One “I” state is 70 mph and the other is 65 mph. Huh! I really did not make notes for accurate facts, but I think Missouri has the most variety of fast food chicken places. Of course, we could tell we were back in Oklahoma by the 25 mph wind blowing to welcome us.
This Indy car is from the fortieth running of the Indianapolis 500 race. A fellow from Oklahoma won in this car.
The 2 upper outlaws look like they don’t have a clue. I think Norm looks a bit better then I do, but neither of us look as bad as the fellow in the lower right. This truck would come to your house and fix your radio.
We have been thinking about getting a new tent for our truck, so we looked this one over very closely.
This past Saturday Norm and I picked up our friend Rob, and headed off to visit the Oklahoma History Center, located near the state capitol. The center covers eighteen acres, including a 215,000 square foot learning center. We found it very interesting, informative, and at five dollars per person, a bargain also. It included five Smithsonian-quality interior galleries and outdoor exhibits, along with the Gemini Seven space capsule. The three of us stood in front of the capsule trying to figure out how two men could live in such a small place for two weeks. How could they go to the bathroom was Norm’s big question. The other thing that struck us was the construction of the space ship itself. Up close, it looked like a regular Joe could have built it with a little help from a do it yourself book from Home Depot. Regular screws, thin sheet metal, and what looks like foam covering the bottom. We spent three solid hours at the center and it was not near enough to take it all in. The web site http://www.oklahomahistorycenter.org/, has plenty of good information if you are interested.
STand and Never YIELD!!! – From the Battlefield in Viet Nam to Tower 2 on 9/11Posted By Blackfive
[This is an annual post. Please sign the petition at the end of the post. Thank you.]
“Men of Cornwall stop your dreamingCan’t you see their spear points gleaming?See their warriors’ pennants streamingTo this battlefield.Men of Cornwall stand ye steadyIt cannot be ever said yefor the battle were not ready.STAND AND NEVER YIELD!”- “Men of Harlech”Sung by Rick Rescorla in the Ia Drang Valley 1965 and in the stairway of WTC Tower 2 on September 11, 2001
First, you must read the definitive post about Rick Rescorla by Greyhawk at the Mudville Gazette. Rescorla was one of my heroes when I was a Sergeant-turned-Cadet and began reading extensively about Viet Nam and the Ia Drang Valley.
Rick was a British (Cypress and Rhodesia) and American (Viet Nam) war hero. He retired as a Colonel in 1990.
Decades later, after 9/11, I had no idea that Rescorla had everything to do with denying Al Qaeda a huge victory. I wasn’t surprised that Rick had saved 2,700 people that day, and then paid the price with his life when he went back into the tower for stragglers. He knew, KNEW, it was coming down. And he went anyway…
Tenacious, strong, and leading all the way to the end.
In 2006, we honored Rick at Pundit Review Radio where I featured him – Rick Rescorla – Someone You Should Know Radio (“September 11th” podcast for Pundit Review Radio).
Appropriately, Rick now has a statue at the Infantry Center at Fort Benning. The US Army has honored his accomplishments. AWTM had a post about visiting the museum and defending Rick.
Rick’s town of Hayle, Wales (UK) has this plaque honoring their son:
Rick’s widow, Susan, left this comment for all of us (you, too!) here at Blackfive last year:
Thank you for keeping Rick alive. I know why Rick died, and I am so proud of him. The book, and of course the fabulous bronze statue, which will be on Heroes’Walk in 2008 will endure forever, as his legacy, as a new Hero in our new millinium. Today is a day to be proud to be an American.
All the best, Susan Rescorla
September 11th is a day to be proud to be an American. Which brings me to the point of this post – The petition for the President to award the Medal of Freedom to Cyril Richard Rescorla:
A PETITION TO PRESIDENT GEORGE W. BUSH TO AWARD THE PRESIDENTIAL MEDAL OF FREEDOM TO C.R.”RICK” RESCORLA FOR HEROISM AND GALLANTRY BEYOND THE CALL OF DUTY ON SEPTEMBER 11,2001.
MR. RESCORLA CAME TO THIS COUNTRY AS AN IMMIGRANT TO BECOME AN OFFICER IN THE ARMY. MR RESCORLA SERVED WITH SUCH DISTINCTION AS AN OFFICER IN VIET NAM THAT ALL WHO SERVED WITH HIM CONSIDER HIM THE BRAVEST MAN WE HAVE EVER KNOWN. HE WAS HIGHLY DECORATED FOR HIS BRAVERY AND LEADERSHIP IN COMBAT. HE BECAME A US CITIZEN AND SOUGHT A HIGHER EDUCATION OBTAINING A BACHELOR AND MASTERS DEGREE AT UNIVERSITY OF OKLAHOMA AND FURTHER OBTAINING A LAW DEGREE BEFORE SERVING A AS TEACHER AT USC LAW SCHOOL BEFORE BEING LURED TO THE WORLD OF COMMERCIAL BANKING. MR. RESCORLA’S SPECIALTY WAS SECURITY AND SECURITY LAW. IN 1993 HE WAS THE LAST MAN OUT OF THE TRADE TOWERS AFTER EVACUATING EVERYONE. ON SEPT.11TH IN SPITE OF BEING TOLD HIS BUILDING WAS NOT IN DANGER, HE IMPLEMENTED THE EVACUATION PLAN HE HAD DEVELOPED FOR HIS FIRM, MORGAN STANLEY. AS A DIRECT RESULT OF HIS EFFORTS THAT DAY AND HIS QUICK ACTION, OVER 2600 EMPLOYEES WERE SAVED. MR RESCORLA WAS LAST SEEN GOING UP TO RESCUE PEOPLE WHO WERE UNABLE TO GET DOWN. HIS ACTIONS REFLECT THE VERY BEST ABOUT AMERICA, ITS CITIZENS AND ITS DREAMS.
THE UNDERSIGNED URGE YOU TO RECOGNIZE MR RESCORLA BY BESTOWING THIS HIGHEST HONOR TO THIS MOST DESERVING MAN.
Why hasn’t the President awarded the medal to Rick? The Presidential Medal of Freedom is awarded for “an especially meritorious contribution to the security or national interests of the United States, world peace, cultural or other significant public or private endeavors.”
Please go and sign the petition. Please link, email, and print the petition. And remember Rick and the other heroes we lost on that horrible day…
Stand and never yield!
Our rig kind of looks out of place parked in a full hook up site. I’m not sure we got our fifty-six dollars worth for the one night we stayed, but right behind me are the showers and we did get our monies worth out of them. The Glenwood Canyon Resort park is a very nice place to stay, about one and half miles east of Glenwood Springs with a large number of sites right next to the Colorado river.
This is the view toward the river. The resort had a number of small cabins and larger park model ones.
This is Edwards Colorado, or at least part of it. I’m not sure how many blocks this area takes up, but it was a really neat place to shop and eat. Retail stores take up the first floor areas and the floors above are apartments or condos. That sure is a great looking truck in the background.
In the early Colorado morning, Norm finds a new friend.
If you are ever in Aurora Colorado, you must eat at Lam’s. One of our all time favorites! We have never found better sesame chicken any where. With our bellies full, we headed to our friends, Bruce and Becky’s house. We had a fine time of catching up, a feast for dinner, and then Norm and Becky left for some gambling in Black Hawk Colorado, while Bruce took me to the local motocross track to check out his up coming race. We were sad to come to the end of our Colorado trek. The next morning we left Denver for Oklahoma City.
Norm tells me that is a long, long way to the bottom. I believe her.
Norm took this shot with me having a death grip on her waist line. This, and the photo above was taken from a place called “Exclamation Point.” I’m sure that there is a variety of exclamation’s when you first look over. This particular area is a group of rocks that stick out and you can actually see the canyon in a different and scary way.
Us having a really great time, even being without a shower for three days. It’s a good thing we really like each other.
Most of the trail was marked by these piles of rocks called carins. The park did not spend too much on markers for many of the areas we visited.
This is a juniper tree that we saw on the North Vista Trail. The tree looks totally dead at the bottom and about half way up, but is all green at the top. The tree does this in times of draught to preserve it’s self. This trail climbs eight hundred feet in elevation and the views make the effort worth it.
This photo and the next are from the drive on highway 92. There are two reservoirs on the way to the north rim, the Gould and the Crawford.
These series of photographs are still from our driving tour of the north rim sites. Two from our drive to Crawford. We saw all of three cars on the (maybe) six mile drive. The road is unpaved, but in good condition. There are five viewing points that all require a short walk. Still sore from our inner canyon excursion, we limped and moaned our way to every one of them. As you can see, it was well worth the effort.
Some of these views are from the drive to the north rim by way of back tracking on highway 50 east bound, and than turning north on to highway 92. Highway 92 is a great drive with the maximum speed being around thirty miles per hour. Lot’s of twists and turns. Norm had to take some motion sickness pills for the first time. She just can’t sit and look straight ahead on a road like this one. Way to many awesome views. We drove past the turn to the north rim for a trip into Crawford Colorado for some supplies. Crawford is a real nice little town, but sadly, not for supplies. We headed back toward the road to the north rim with only a bag of ice. We could not find any type of food other than packaged stuff. Another eleven miles down the road for a real grocery store. We decided that the food we had left would have to do.
Here is Norm on one of our last rest stops prior to collapsing in the truck and drinking all the water we had.
These next series of photographs are from our drive around the south rim route to complete our visit here in the south, and head toward the north rim.
Some how I found enough energy to hang from this rock. I think I could have made the summit if I had not been so sore from yesterday’s hike/climb. It takes a long time for bodies like ours to recover. This is the most physical we got for the entire day. We drove to the north rim, and finished the drive there and after setting up our camp, took the afternoon off. We took a short, self guided tour just outside our campground. It had outstanding views, and was very educational.