Race for Manila begins

Pacific Paratrooper

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By the beginning of February, 1945, the US Navy reported: since 19 June 1944, the Japanese have been losing 50 shipping vessels per week. The US B-29’s, after bombing Singapore harbour, demolished the enemy shipping vessels there. The US Air Force had begun to bomb Japan’s homeland as well. Japan felt that if they beef-up their forces in the Philippines and were to drive the Allies off the islands, the United States would be forced to ease up on their bombardments. Enemy replacements and war materiel began to pour onto Luzon.

3 February, 1945 is considered the starting date for the battlefor Manila. The Japanese are actually trapped in the city between the 11th Airborne Division moving up from the south and XIV Corps from the north. This battle will go on all through the month with some of the most ferocious fighting of the war.

While advancing…

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THE RIGHT PEDIGREE – Marilyn Armstrong

Serendipity - Seeking Intelligent Life on Earth


When we talk about pedigree, it’s usually about dogs or horses … or even cows and goats. In this case, I want to spend time talking about doctors.

When it comes time to for surgery, you need the right doctor. Not just whatever or whoever happens to be the one your primary has in his circle, but one who has the kind of skills and background who will make you feel secure and safe — and most important, repaired.

The right medical insurance — a POP which lets you go to any hospital and see any doctor.

When I went in with cancer in both breasts, I was already dubious about our local hospital in Milford. After a conversation with the surgeon, I knew that I would not use her under any circumstances. She told me that there was ONLY one way to…

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‘Please take my hand, please take my heart


Please take my hand, please take my heart.

Old man told the young soldier in the Fort Louis NCO club. You must die, to learn to live. You must lose everything to appreciate the simple things. Once I held love so damn closely. I knew the smell and odor of her. When love is near and when you live and die inside the words and wishes of another. The sweat and tears of love make you pray for one more day and chance. He looked at the soldier. The young soldier drinking away the memory of his pretty wife left at home. He took the drink away for the soldier.

He told him. You are young and you have the right to be foolish. I recommend you add-up the good and the bad. You can be blessed with a woman who love you or you can drink the damn whiskey…

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This isn’t working… #ThrowbackThursday #humor

Barb Taub

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Excerpt from my new book, Life Begins When The Kids Leave Home And The Dog Dies

(Sorry about the really long intro:)
There was a video making the rounds on Facebook, a collection of clips from Hollywood movies of “women who needed a spanking”.

I know. I couldn’t watch it either, and I’m certainly not going to link to it, even if its point is that things used to be worse.

But it did get me thinking about the ways some things have actually changed or are changing. For one thing, outside of specifically labeled BDSM mainstream films [cough, Fifty Shades, cough, cough], men hitting women “who need it” isn’t really a positive Hollywood thing these days. Mom-shaming is out…

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Right Now

Muddling Through My Middle Age

Recently, I was in line at a drive-up ATM, behind a man who was obviously conducting several banking transactions.  He was definitely taking longer than usual and another car pulled up behind me as I waited.  When I glanced in my rear-view mirror, I could see the woman behind me shaking her head and getting more and more agitated.  Suddenly, she pulled out of line and roared across the parking lot to the walk-up ATM.  Ignoring several dozen empty parking spots, she parked in the driving lane right in front of the bank, jumped out and ran up the the ATM.  I guess she was in a hurry to do her banking.

When did we begin to believe that having to wait, even for a few minutes, was such a bad thing?  When did it become a huge imposition to have to actually stop for a red light, or wait…

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Pasta and Veggies

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Sunday dinner. The Mouse a little too sore to cook. Pasta up the street.

The Cat’s Vegetable Gnocchi


The Mouse’s Vegetable Penne Pasta

With extras sauce and garlic bread. Nom.

Little less than half of The Mouse’s dish and about half of The Cat’s dish went home for The Cat’s bento. A little frozen spinach, and a tin of sardines, and The Cat had lunch. 🙂

Enjoy. Eat well.

The Mouse

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By the Mighty Mumford

After the SCRABBLE game,

He didn’t feel quite the same…

No wiring tonight

Too tired to fight,

Power feed wires to trains!

So instead he’ll write,

For a little while before goodnight…

Soldering gvuns

Need cafre handling one,

One burn and his nerves are on fire!

Endeavoring to do what is right,

His wife needs her right arm’s respite…

Less than a week

And the incision leaked,

Till healed, “hubs” is the dishwasher–quite!

–Jonathan Caswell

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By the Mighty Mumford

The poet has learned his lesson,

His field of followed bloggers lessened…

Illustrations by a few

Fashion blogs will do,

His writing takes on more compassion!

All he needs afre two or three,

Lady bloggers seeing him trustworthy…

With permission

Fulfills his mission,

To “poetixe” more freely!

No more the young ones to chase,

His age and style was out of place…

Instead of trust

A whole ‘nother thrust,

Left him a guy no one wanted to face?

–Jonathan Caswell

Dedicated to Demi Monde. Carmen, Miss Rachel Kathleen, Janey Ellis and The Redhead Chronicles…for your trust and inspirational guidance!

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First my Mom, Forever My Friend — Jordan Gray

And a Happy Mothers Day to you

By the Mighty Mumford

Deb. Debbie. Debster. Big D. Big Mama. Better known as the lady in my snapchats, the woman who jams to Earth, Wind & Fire AND Usher 🤔, and most importantly, my mom. Mom I can’t begin to tell you, how much I LOVE YOU. In my head, I associate a mother as a being the […]

via First my Mom, Forever My Friend — Jordan Gray

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