Throwback Thursday

1992. Taking Stephanie for a bike ride. Hard to believe she has a baby who will turn four next month.

Happy Birthday, Stephanie

     How can it be that my baby girl is 25 today?

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Photo Credit: Arthur Charles Scott, EOTU


Bouchercon, 1982, San Francisco, California. The man on the left is rock star Tough Jim Gaston. That's me on the right when I wore contact lenses.

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Photo Credit: Arthur Charles Scott


That's me on the left at the Milwaukee Bouchercon in 1981. I think the chap on the right is Bob Randisi. This was one of my favorite conventions, and my second mystery con.

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     Arizona, 1985, a post-Bouchercon visit. Left to right: sister Denise, Mother Gloria, sister Wendy, and me. I don't know the names of the dogs.

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     With the vote today that will decide whether Scotland becomes an independent nation or remains a part of Great Britain, I thought it appropriate to throw back however many centuries it was when this became the coat of arms for the Napier clan. The motto means "without stain."

     Do any of you have a family coat of arms?

Kit of the Week Revisited

     Remember when I showed the box for the Heller ladybug model kit? Well, I bought it and earlier this week I completed the assembly.

     The finished bug measures about 3 3/4 inches (110 mm). Right now she's guarding a shelf of my Western paperbacks.

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     This looks to be about 20 years old. I don't know why I bought those porthole glasses but they must have been the height of fashion at the time. My girls are Kristine (left) and Stephanie. You probably recognize the milieu as a photo booth. The first time I saw one you got four poses for a quarter. I think I paid $1.50 for this, and now they're about five bucks, but are in color. Ain't progress grand?

On this day in 1989.

Happy 25th anniversary to me and Linda. Someone needs an award for endurance.

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     Talk about skinny, that's Our Hero in cousin George's room and that's George's dog Penny enduring my guitar work. I'm guessing this was taken in 1968, after I got back from Nam.

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     I think this was taken in 1982. The place was Art Scott's house and the occasion was an apres Bouchercon party. The man with the camera is the late, great John Nieminski, seated on the chair is Walter Albert and the shaggy character in the foreground is Steve Stilwell. That's me on the right without glasses or breadbasket. I wore contact lenses for a few years but a severe eye infection while trying extended-wear contacts put me off them for good.

Instead of my ugly mug, how about a snapshot of my beautiful girls? This is from Easter circa 1995.

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     Summer of 1994 at The Horse Farm in Yelm, WA, which went out of business many years ago. I am astride Baby Huey, an equine of 17 hands. I felt like I was sitting in a second story window, but he was a friendly steed.

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Here I am with daughter Stephanie and dog Spike circa 1992. Spike was the best dog you could ask for and Steph is now a grown woman with a baby of her own. Thankfully, those glasses are long gone.

I think I should have dusted off this photo before I scanned it.

It Was 47 Years Ago Today, Too...

     Yesterday was the anniversary of the day we docked in Viet Nam. Today is the anniversary of the day we actually disembarked the General John Pope. I distinguished myself by falling down the gangway en route to the lower deck. Once there, and none the worse for wear, we climbed into landing craft and sailed to a dock in Vung Tau. Vung Tau was called The Riviera of the Orient at one time. I had a three-day R&R there once and I can see why. The beaches are exceptional. But we didn't have time to enjoy the beaches that day. We were trucked to an airfield and loaded onto C-123s--small, twin-engine transport/cargo planes.
     A little while later a crewman removed a plate in the floor and started kicking at something. It was the front landing gear, which wouldn't lower electrically. Gulp. Shortly after that the plane, which was in descent, veered sharply up and left. The pilot apologized. He mistook a dirt road for the runway of Xuan Loc International Airport. Great, I'm thinking, my first day in country and I'm going to be killed by our own people.  Well, we landed safely, loaded onto trucks, and convoyed out to Black Horse, a muddy pit in the middle of jungle and rubber tree plantations. That night we were serenaded by the sound of artillery shells roaring over our tents.

     The photo above is not of any of my company areas, though it's typical of the ones where I lived.

    The adventure had begun.

It Was 47 Years Ago Today

The USNS General John Pope docked in Vung Tau, Viet Nam, with me and about 200 members of the 591st Engineer Company (LE) on board. The adventure continued after 19 days at sea.

Kit of the Day

     I suppose most of you watched this wacky service sitcom in the sixties. It should have been no great effort for Revell to issue this tie in model kit of the PT 73. When Kennedy took office they dusted off the molds for an already extant PT boat, changed the box art to say PT 109, and made a new decal sheet. You would think new box art and decals would serve for this kit, too, but it didn't. The PT 73 was based on a Vosper, a British MTB (motor torpedo boat), which is what was used in the TV series. Later, the kit was issued as a Vosper MTB proper. Revell marketed the PT 73 from 1965-69. It included figures of McHale and three crew members. Current value for a PT 73 in fine condition is $75-100.

Who Knew?

I didn't know Ford came out with a 2-seat Thunderbird until I saw one in the parking lot of El Toro today. A little look on line showed me that they'd been around since 2005, the 50th anniversary of the original T-Bird sports car. Neat.

Happy Anniversary Kristine & Jacob

A year ago today my baby girl married her high school sweetheart.

Throwback Thursday (After Midnight Edition)

I conked out in my recliner so I'm running late. Here's a well-armed Cap'n outside his sister's house in Columbia, Missouri, circa 1985.