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And, so, life settled down for John and me. We each had jobs we enjoyed. We were together for breakfast and dinner – and at bedtime. We still attended a few social events, especially the Pearl Harbor Remembrance ceremony at the visitor center and, later, on the Arizona memorial. In the past, John had spoken on behalf of an admiral who was too elderly to speak. This year, he was asked to speak in his own right. For several weeks, we had been working together on his speech.
Now, as he was called to the dais, I beamed upon him and watched as he walked proudly forward. Yes, Admiral John Evan Johannsen still was a force with which to be reckoned. He removed his cover, set it atop the podium, thanked the lieutenant commander who had introduced him, and turned to the audience.
“Wherever a ship may be, whether sailing upon the high seas, anchored near a war zone, or in port, danger exists that an enemy will launch an attack against it. Such is a risk we take in our chosen field. It is that risk that the 2400 men who died in the attack on O‘ahu and Pearl Harbor took. Some of those men were scarcely older than boys, boys who wanted to sail around the world. Others were seasoned old salts, who had seen action in an earlier war and knew what to expect. Both young and old, seasoned and unseasoned, gave their lives in defense of this country.
“Communications officers manned fire hoses to spray what little water made its way from the hydrants on which too great a demand was being made. Pilots dove into the harbor to rescue men being burned by the flaming Bunker C diesel fuel only to be burned, themselves. A drummer in his fleet’s band assumed his place at an anti-aircraft gun and shot down two Japanese Zeroes before strafing from another Zero claimed his life.
“The dreams of sailing around the world and visiting exotic ports of call vanished at 0755 that morning. Boys became men at 0755 that morning. Men could only mutter, ‘Here we go again!’ as they sprang into action.
“We learned a lot that morning. We learned not to put all your eggs in one basket; that is, don’t moor all your ships in one port. We improved radar and communications capabilities almost overnight. We improved lookout operations. We indoctrinated our men to understand that ‘General Quarters, General Quarters, Man your battle stations’ means shift it into high gear and be prepared to face the worst situation you’ve ever seen or imagined. Fortunately, the situation usually proves to be far less intense than it did for those boys and men on December 7, 1941.
“When I was a lad, my dad was a captain. I met him at the front door, wanting to hear all about his adventures at sea. How many enemy planes had his ship shot down? None, of course. The Big War had ended many years before. He served in a peacetime Navy – until December 7, 1941. Four days later, he set sail from Naval Base Norfolk to bring men and materiel to Pearl Harbor before continuing on to engage in battle in the Western Pacific. Some of the men he brought over had been hastily graduated from Annapolis two weeks before their official graduation date. Dad told me they had come aboard, ready to serve. Every single one saluted him at the top of the gangway and asked, ‘What may I do, sir?’
“Nine years later, I graduated from the Academy and boarded my first ship, an old rust bucket that had been pulled out of mothballs for duty near Korea. She wasn’t much to look at, but she could get up steam, and her guns could take down a squadron of enemy fighters. I wanted to be a gunner and take down the whole squadron of enemy fighters by myself. The captain asked me, ‘So, why’d you waste four years at the Academy, if all you want to do is fire a weapon, Johannsen?’ I didn’t have the heart to admit that my dad had insisted on it, so I said, ‘The state university wouldn’t take me, sir.’ The captain laughed and put me in for pilot training. He said, ‘If you want to shoot down the enemy, Johannsen, you’re gonna have to go looking for them.’ So, I spent my career flying fighters and going after the enemy before they could come after us.
“And that is the primary lesson we took from Pearl Harbor. The key isn’t to remember Pearl Harbor for itself, but to make sure it never happens again. It’s not an easy goal to meet, but it is essential, and it requires that we all stay on our toes and be ready, willing, and able to do whatever we are needed to do, even dive into flaming water to rescue those who are burning.”
John’s speech brought a standing ovation. He stopped short, faced the audience, and barked from his diaphragm, “Stand down, sailors! That is an order!” The applause ended, and the audience returned to their seats, even members of the audience who held higher ranks than John did. In that moment, I was the proudest of my husband that I ever have been.
Written by H50 1.0 FOREVER
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US Navy’s Damaged Destroyers Rendezvous in Japan
The USS John S. McCain and USS Fitzgerald were seen aboard heavy lift vessels in Tokyo Bay, Japan, en route to shipyards, where they will be repaired. The McCain will be repaired at Naval Base Yokosuka, while the Fitzgerald will be taken to Ingalls Shipbuilding in Pascagoula, Mississippi, for repairs. The Merchant Vessel Transhelf is too large to pass through the Panama Canal, so it will have to go around Cape Horn at the southern tip of South America in order to reach Mississippi in the Gulf of Mexico.
Now, we need to read what the Seventh Fleet intends to do about the shipboard conditions that resulted in these incidents.
Read more about it: http://gcaptain.com/us-navys-damaged-destroyers-rendezvous-in-japan/
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The same house (exterior) was used in "Why Wait till Uncle Kevin Dies?" (Season 6) and "A Gun for McGarrett" (Season 7). It is recognizeable by the porte cochere and the ornate double front doors. In the former show, it was the Kahala Beach house of the fictitious Uncle Kevin Baines. In the latter show, it was the home of mobster Sig Meer (Jim Demarest).
We see a yellow Bakelite alarm clock in two episodes. In "Time and Memories" (Season 3), it is seen on McGarrett's nightstand when Cathy calls him in the middle of the night. In "Why Wait till Uncle Kevin Dies," Chin Ho holds it up to show Foster (Lee Stetson) that the gas cylinder bomb has been neutralized. Are they the same clock? Can't be sure. The one in Season 6 has ringers on top; however, we do not see enough of McGarrett's alarm clock to tell whether it has ringers.
In several episodes, we learn bits and pieces about the Merchant Marine. In "Man in a Steel Frame" (Season 9), we learn that some sailors will stoop to transporting stolen merchandise in order to pick up extra cash. In "You Don't See Many Pirates These Days" (Season 10), we see the up side of the industry. The crew is loyal to the captain, who looks after his men -- before the pirates came on the scene, of course. In "A Short Walk on the Longshore" (Season 10), we see a seedier side of the merchant mariner. He feels that the shipping company's motto is "Shaft the sailor before the sailor shafts you" and does not hesitate to steal cargo that the company is shipping in order to pick up money it feels the company owes him. In this case, the undercover McGarrett feels the shipping company is robbing him of benefits due and owing, namely needed dental care. We also see a lot of fighting and drinking. These are tidbits that only a former merchant mariner could know.
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Jack’s character gave up the names of agents in two productions in which he appeared.
* In The Man from UNCLE / The Master’s Touch (NBC, 1967), he portrayed the Thrush agent, Mandor, who gave UNCLE the names of two agents, Menden in London and Kossof in Moscow. There was a third agent, but Mandor died before he could give his name or location.
* In Hawaii Five-0 / Cocoon (CBS, 1968), he portrayed Steve McGarrett, who went undercover for the State Department and fed bogus information to the Red Chinese. He gave them the names and code names of all American agents in the Asian-Pacific Theater of operations: Honolulu – McGarrett – Control; Jakarta – Wilder, JW – Terrier; Bangkok – Jackson, E – Blue Star; Bombay – Weidland, KC – Pencil; Hong Kong - Pannis, CN – Oak Leaf; Aukland . . . The list ended there, but that didn't matter. It was all a ruse to send Wo Fat scurrying back to Peking and to destroy Red Chinese intelligence.
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An interesting article, Jack Lord – I Don’t Care! by Debbie Fitzgerald, appeared some years ago on Annette Nixon’s website, the Hawaii Five-0 Fan Club. I think she describes a lot of us.
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I watched "Barefoot in the Park" (Paramount Pictures, 1967) on Netflix this morning. It has been one of my favorite movies since it first came out, although I had not seen it in quite some time. I thoroughly enjoyed it and laughed all the way through.
It stars Robert Redford and Jane Fonda as newlyweds Corie and Paul Bratter as they set up housekeeping in a six-storey walkup in Greenwich Village. Paul is just out of law school and is starting his career by trying his first court case. Corie, of course, is still on their honeymoon and doesn't want to play second fiddle to the demands of the legal profession.
Herb Edelman portrays Harry, the telephone man. Remember when the telephone man had to come to install the telephone? After Paul pulls the telephone cord out of the wall in a fit of rage, Herb returns to find himself caught between a very icy couple. He can't get that cord reconnected and himself out of that apartment fast enough.
Charles Boyer portrays the self-styled bon vivant Victor Velasco, who was a beatnik and a hippie even before there were beatniks and hippies. He hasn't paid his rent in four months, and the landlord has changed the lock on his door. To reach his rooftop apartment, he climbs through Corie and Paul's bedroom window and along the ledges and pediments that top the building -- or he climbs a ladder and enters his apartment through a trap door. His apartment is decorated in an old world Middle Eastern / Moroccan style. We know what his lifestyle is without asking.
Corie's mother, Ethel, is portrayed by Mildred Natwick, who appeared as mystery writer Millicent Shand in "Frozen Assets" (Season 10) and "The Spirit is Willie" (Season 11). She is a lonely widow, who barely can climb the stairs to her daughter's apartment, yet somehow manages to maintain a positive outlook on Corie's first home away from home. Ethel is not quite sure she is up to Victor Velasco's flamboyant ways as he whisks the foursome onto the Staten Island Ferry and to dinner at an Eastern European restaurant. To her surprise, she learns that she not only is up to his ways, but she enjoys them -- well, his ways toned down a bit as he realizes he has aged beyond being able to live quite as wildly as he once did.
I enjoyed seeing the 1960s cars, including a couple of brand new Mustangs and more than a half-dozen Cadillacs (in the carriage scenes taken in Central Park). It was also interesting that a room at the Plaza Hotel (upscale to the nth degree) cost only $30 per night. By comparison, a room at the Holiday Inn ran about $12 a night at that time. Corie and Paul were paying $125 a month in rent for their six-floor walkup, yet Corie was afraid it was an exorbitant sum that would bring her mother's disapproval.
There's some fine acting from all the characters, but they couldn't have made this movie what it is without the superb writing of Neil Simon. If you can access "Barefoot in the Park," treat yourself to a very enjoyable two hours.
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Where have all the great men gone? Not the doctors, lawyers, and Indian chiefs, but the men who lived good lives, helping others whenever the opportunity to do so arose.
Where are the Ronald Reagans, who so easily made friends with adversaries that he could change the world in but eight years? Where are the Glen Campbells, who could crack wise with a gentleness that put us all at ease? Where are the Mother Teresas, who gave up everything she had to care for the infirm and the orphaned for whom the world had no use?
True, their time on this earth ended, but others should be following in their footsteps. Why aren’t they? The next generation – the Baby Boomers – were leaders in the 1960s. Why aren’t they willing to lead today?
What are your thoughts on this subject?
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Linda Steingart Frumkes is posting all of more than 500 letters that her father, Navy dentist Gilbert Steingart, wrote to her mother while he was stationed in the Pacific during World War II. I have been following them as she posts one letter each day, and they are fascinating!
Some of the letters really tug at the heartstrings, such as when Gil’s comments make reference to his wife’s missing him so badly that she barely can stand it. Of course, she worries about him. The news from the Pacific Rim wasn’t all good in those waning months of the war, and the wait to return home was excruciating. Perhaps, the most difficult letters to read are those in which Gil describes surviving two typhoons aboard the USS Ocelot, an old World War I ship that had seen better days even before the storms arrived.
You will want to read this series from start to finish. The most recent posts appear first, and so, you will need to scroll to the bottom of the page to find the earliest entries. https://wwiinavydentist.blogspot.com/
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News came down from the CIA yesterday about an increase in the leak of intelligence. It seems that leaking classified information has become the latest fad. I knew 20 years ago, when people claimed it wasn't doing something wrong that mattered, it was doing something wrong and getting caught that mattered, that we were headed for trouble. Have people become so insensitive -- or unaware -- that they can't see how destructive this "fad" has the potential of being?
What is behind this? Is it a decline in the quality of education? I think that is part of it. Children no longer learn what democracy is about. They don't learn the importance of what the founding fathers built in this country. They don't learn what men have sacrificed for this country. More to the point, with the abolition of the draft, they no longer make those same sacrifices for this country. We know from everyday life that we too often fail to value what we have until we are in danger of losing it. Thus, how can these young people value that which they have not been taught to appreciate or have not been called to defend?
Is it the effort of the extreme media to recognize so many minority interests that it has forgotten the basic precept of democracy, that majority rules? I think so. Just the other day, the state legislature of California voted to ban its citizens from conducting business with states that do not recognize gay rights. Excuse me, but are they unaware that opinion is an individual matter and that not even all Californians agree on the gay issue? For that matter, not even identical twins agree on every issue. The danger here is that, if Sacramento can tell Californians with whom they can do business, Sacramento (or Washington or . . .) next will want to tell the citizens with whom they can work or worship or attend school or even speak. The California legislature has started down a dangerous road -- a road that all too easily could demolish democracy.
There is another matter at issue here, one that is not discussed anymore. It is The Communist Manifesto, an 1848 publication by Karl Marx and Frederich Ingles that tells how democracy can be destroyed without firing a single shot. It was used to bring down the tsars of Russia in 1917. It was used by Adolph Hitler in the 1930s and 1940s. And it has been used to bring down democracy on both sides of the Atlantic in the Cold War and, more effectively, since the end of the Cold War. How? By gaining control over the educational system and the media. In short, by teaching minds not to think for themselves but as the "in crowd" tells them they should think if they want to be accepted. Pit state against state, and the states cease to be united -- and The Communist Manifesto has won yet again.
Now, we are seeing the results of those efforts. It has become sport to steal and give away our nation's defense mechanisms. It has become acceptable to pit state against state, neighbor against neighbor, and even family member against family member -- not because there is a benefit to doing so, but simply because one can do so.
And, so, we have mothers who think they must climb the corporate ladder if their lives are to be worthwhile, leaving their children to rear themselves. We have school systems turning instruction over to private industry in order to avoid being criticized by the government for not teaching what the government says to teach. And we have states deciding with whom we can do business.
It is up to us to stop this downward spiral. We can do it. We must do it.
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A victim of the apartment building fire in London last week was the Tate Gallery’s youngest exhibitor. One of her works is especially moving to those left behind and seems as though it may well become a memorial to those lost in the tragic event.
Read about it: https://www.nytimes.com/2017/06/20/arts/design/tate-britain-memorial-khadija-saye-grenfell-tower-fire-victim.html?rref=collection%2Fsectioncollection%2Farts&action=click&contentCollection=arts®ion=stream&module=stream_unit&version=latest&contentPlacement=9&pgtype=sectionfront
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So, I was thinking about the scene from "You Don't See Many Pirates These Days" (Season 10) in which McGarrett is repairing a sail on his sailboat when Danno drives up and tells him he has a call from Jonathan Kaye. He says he needs to duck below and change clothes. It occurred to me that he might live (at least, part of the time) on his boat.
I began wondering what living on a sailboat would be like. I read several articles written by couples who live on their boats, although they travel while living aboard. I did not find an article written by someone who pays moorage fees at a prestige yacht harbor, like McGarrett does. Even so, the problems they encounter could happen anywhere.
1. Repairs are an ongoing part of life with sailboats. We saw that in the show. If McGarrett wasn't mending a torn sail, he was restaining the railings.
2. With about 175 square feet in a 35-foot boat, you're essentially living in a tiny house. Thus, there is no room for a wardrobe or keepsakes, and there is no wall space for art. Can McGarrett really be happy in that setting?
3. You can be awakened in the middle of the night and find yourself working in the rain if the boat breaks away from its moorings.
4. As with tiny houses, maintaining a ready supply of electricity, propane, and fresh water can be a problem, although we may assume that utilities come in the mooring fee at the Ala Wai Yacht Harbor.
If McGarrett has an advantage over the couples in the articles I read, it is that he doesn't have to share his cramped quarters with someone else. Of course, that makes for a very lonely life. We have to wonder what McGarrett does to dispel such loneliness in his life alone, whether it is lived in his condo, beach house, or sailboat.
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Amy Arbus, daughter of photographer Diane Arbus and actor Allan Arbus (Dr. Sidney Friedman on M*A*S*H and the crooked building inspector in Hawaii Five-0’s Season 8 episode, “Anatomy of a Bribe,” photographs the hats and other headwear seen on the streets of New York.
Andre Wagner, a transplant from Omaha, Nebraska, captures life on the streets (and subways) of New York. There, he says, people live out of doors, making them prime subjects for his photographs.
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I just saw Clyde Kusatsu portraying a judge on an episode of JAG entitled "JAG TV." Actually, he appeared on two episodes of JAG.
When I looked him up on IMDb, I was surprised to learn that he appeared in only one episode of Hawaii Five-0. His face is so familiar that I was certain that he had been one of our beloved semi-regulars. But, no! He appeared only as Jerry Quan, the unfortunate boyfriend of Lee Mei Liu (Irene Yah-Ling Sun) in the episode "Yes, My Deadly Daughter" (Season 9).
However, Mr. Kusatsu did appear in eight episodes of Magnum, PI and in four episodes of M*A*S*H. Even more impressive, he appeared in the notable movies Airport 1975 and Midway. He was 27 and 28 years old, respectively, in those movies. He made his first on-screen appearance in the series Room 222 when he was only 21 years old. I suppose he has one of those faces that we remember easily.
Clyde Kusatsu remains active in the acting profession. Now 68 years old, he was born in Honolulu. He studied at the 'Iolani School before moving to the mainland to attend college. He has been married to his wife, Gayle, for 41 years and has two children.
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I’ve long enjoyed the two verses recited by Nagata (Mark Lenard) in “To Hell With Babe Ruth” (Season 2). Neither follows the current-day rules for haiku, rules which are complicated by the translation from Japanese to English. Neither, for that matter, appears in a search of Japanese haiku. Perhaps, both were written for the show. The basic rules state that haiku should comprise three lines. The first and third lines contain five syllables, while the second line contains seven syllables. Invariably, haiku are written about objects in nature.
The first haiku that Nagata recited reads as follows:
The inland sea at
twilight, star by star, the lights
shine out on islands near and far
(5 syllables, 7 syllables, 8 syllables)
This is easily rewritten without disrupting the flow and emotion of the words:
The inland sea at
twilight, star by star, shines on
islands near and far
(5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables)
The second haiku recited by Nagata and attributed to Tao reads
The white swan swimming
to the shore beyond parts, with
his breast, the cherry-petaled pond.
(5 syllables, 7 syllables, 7 syllables)
I decided to see whether I could rewrite the verse as legitimate haiku:
The white swan swims to
distant shore, parts pond’s cherry
petals with its breast.
(5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables)
I think I prefer to make them two swans:
The white swans swim to
distant shore, part pond’s cherry
petals with their breasts.
(5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables)
This is in keeping with words that Nagata then says to Heather (Virginia Wing), thinking she is his wife, Komiko:
We are like swans, who swim to the shore beyond.
That sentence in no way meets the rules for writing haiku, nor did Nagata intend for them to. He meant to express only a comparison of a couple in love to swans swimming together. Even so, taking a few liberties, we can use the line to add two seven-syllable lines, as sometimes are written after three 5/7/5-syllable lines:
The white swans swim to
distant shore, part pond’s cherry
petals with their breasts.
We are like swans who swim side
by side to the shore beyond.
Again, Hawaii Five-0 has taught us something new by way of giving us something beautiful to appreciate.
Google “swans in cherry petals” and look at the images. There’s a beautiful one from Pinterest that truly illustrates this haiku.
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Last week, I attended the funeral of a dear lady in our community. It's hard to believe that she is gone, but she certainly lived her life to the fullest, was a force of nature and a joy to her family and friends.
In each funeral program, there was a lovely bookmark, symbolic of Margaret's great love of reading and the written word. On the bookmark was a portrait of Margaret and in her own hand writing, her favorite expression: "Keep the Faith, Babes!" It brought a smile to my face . . .
It brings a smile to my face, too, Honu. Thank you for sharing this.
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Gil Pender, a frustrated screenwriter, who is trying to write his first novel, goes to Paris with his fiancée’s family. An idealist and a dreamer, he discovers himself through nocturnal visits with the great artists, including Paul Gauguin and Henri Lautrec, and writers of the 1920s. Gertrude Stein even reviews Gil’s manuscript, and she and Ernest Hemingway give him tips for making it great (A writer should be so lucky!).
It is only when Adriana, a woman from the past, whom Gil met through F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald, wants to live in the 1890s that he comes to understand that no one ever thinks the period in which he lives is as good as an earlier period. With that knowledge, Gil is able to find peace with living in 2010. He returns to the present, breaks up with his fiancée, with whom he has absolutely nothing in common, and finds true love with a French woman, who loves Cole Porter music as much as he does. Yes, he met Cole Porter, too.
Midnight in Paris was written and directed by Woody Allen.
Adriana (Marion Cotillard)
F. Scott Fitzgerald (Tom Hiddleston)
Zelda Fitzgerald (Alison Pill)
Paul Gauguin (Olivier Rabourdin)
Henri Lautrec (Vincent Menjou Cortes)
Gil Pender (Owen Wilson)
Cole Porter (Yves Heck)
Gertrude Stein (Kathy Bates)
Ernest Hemingway (Corey Stoll)
Watch it on Netflix.