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[asphaltgambler]

Originally Posted by GH85Carrera

An approach is like a fart...if you have to force it, it is probably crap.

^^Good brakes..................but certainly not great brakes................

[GH85Carrera]

This 1891 photo depicts the the settlement was known as Fremont, Colorado. By 1892 the name was changed to Cripple Creek.


A Locomobile and a group of men outside of Capen Motor Car Co. (car dealership) in St. Louis, Missouri
c. 1907

[gary1101]

^^^^That's some genius level thinking right there from a future Darwin Award winner and the welding skills are second to everybody. How many beers in do you have to be to accomplish this.

[porsche tech]

Ever wonder what the inside of an Ember coffee mug looks like. Me either until it quit working. Battery still good, LED works but no keepa da coffee warm. Band connection on circuit board for heater element I think. Ain’t retirement fun?

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[GH85Carrera]

Lt. Maurice Proctor shakes hands with his Hellcat crew chief. Note the bullet hole in the prop suffered during the last dogfight of WW II.


March 11, 1778 - future President of the United States, John Adams, showed what real leaders are made of... Early in 1778—during the same bitter winter that George Washington and his soldiers spent at Valley Forge—John Adams said goodbye to his family in Massachusetts. Congress had asked him to go to France to serve as a diplomat, and Adams, as always, had said yes. John Quincy, his ten-year-old son, would accompany him on the voyage, meaning two future presidents would be making the trip.
On 13 February Adams and his son boarded the Boston, a 24-gun frigate (below). They did not join the ship until just after it had sailed outside its namesake city, in part because Boston boasted plenty of British spies. But that was hardly the only thing to fear. For both John and John Quincy, this would be their first time on so large a ship.
On 11 March, after weathering severe storms and outrunning a British Man of War, the Boston’s crew spotted another British sail and this time the Americans gave chase. After Tucker asked Adams to go below, the Boston sped toward the ship, an armed British merchantman named the Martha. The Martha fired several shots at the Boston, the cannonballs buzzing over the Americans gathered on the quarterdeck. The Boston curved around, revealing its superior cannonry, and the Martha immediately surrendered. As Tucker checked on his crew, he saw John Adams with them, brandishing a musket.
“My dear sir,” the captain asked, “how came you here?”
“I ought to do my share of fighting,” Adams replied.
Tucker put a small group on the captured ship, to pilot it back to America, and the Boston resumed its voyage to France.






Toffs and Toughs – The photo that illustrates the class divide in pre-war Britain, 1937

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The Flying Tailor: Franz Reichelt preparing for take off from the Eiffel Tower wearing his designed parachute in 1912. His jump proved to be fatal.




The original Muscle Beach, 1949



Young Bill Clinton Meeting John F. Kennedy. July 24th 1963,



The gold crown of the Holy Roman Empire during the 10th century, set with gemstones, pearls and enamel.



The Black sharecroppers of the American South through old photographs, 1939-1941

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This is Captain Lewis Nixon of Easy Company, the morning after celebrating V-E Day (Victory in Europe Day) in 1945. You can see that he is terribly hungover.
In Berchtesgaden (southeastern Germany), Nixon had first dibs on an extensive wine collection that was assembled by Hermann Göring who was a veteran World War I fighter pilot ace and one of the most powerful figures in the Nazi Party. The booze you see in the photo were stolen by the Nazis from wineries across France and other European occupied territories.
Throughout his service in World War II, Nixon never fired a single shot in combat, even though he experienced intense fighting on the front lines. Nixon was best remembered for always having whisky on him, and in particular for his love for the blended scotch whisky called Vat 69.
This is what Dick Winters (commander of Easy Company) had to say about Nixon:
“Captain Lewis Nixon and I were together every step of the way from D-Day to Berchtesgaden, May 8, 1945 - VE-Day. I still regard Lewis Nixon as the best combat officer who I had the opportunity to work with under fire. He never showed fear, and during the toughest times he could always think clearly and quickly. Very few men can remain poised under an artillery concentration. Nixon was one of those officers. He always trusted me, from the time we met at Officer Candidate School. While we were in training before we shipped overseas, Nixon hid his entire inventory of Vat 69 in my footlocker, under the tray holding my socks, underwear, and sweaters. What greater trust, what greater honor could I ask for than to be trusted with his precious inventory of Vat 69?”
The drink was also a favorite of Sir Ernest Shackleton who decided to take it with him on his Imperial Trans-Antarctic Expedition of 1914 "for medicinal and celebratory purposes".

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Private First Class Raymond "Mike" Clausen served as crew chief aboard the helicopter piloted by Walt Ledbetter in January 1970. A series of alcohol-related incidents and NJPs kept Clausen at the same rank he'd achieved 4 years earlier when he enlisted, but his commitment and skills trumped any concern over his single stripe. As Ledbetter dropped his chopper into the minefield, Clausen guided him to a crater to touch down. Clausen saw the Marines on the ground, unable to move after watching many of their buddies blown apart by mines. Without any concern for himself, Clausen left the aircraft and began carrying casualties through the minefield back to the hovering chopper. When everyone was aboard, he guided Ledbetter into the second and third locations where Marines were stranded, performing the same actions each time the helicopter touched down. He entered the minefield a total of 6 times, carrying wounded to safety. When another mine detonated near the helicopter, Clausen was outside carrying a Marine. The explosion killed the corpsman and wounded 3 more Marines. Clausen helped them aboard and recovered the body of the corpsman. Not until all 19 Marines were accounted for aboard the CH-46 did Clausen give Ledbetter the signal to depart.
Shortly after the mission, Clausen again managed to get himself in trouble and was busted from PFC back to Private. He was discharged from the Marines in August 1970 when he returned home. For his heroism and incredible courage, in June 1971 President Nixon called Clausen to the White House to award him the Medal of Honor. Clausen was the only Marine Private of the war to receive the award. He died in May 2004 at age 56 from liver failure.







Autry, born in Oklahoma, appeared in serials such as Mystery Mountain (1934) and The Phantom Empire (1935). He acquired a large following and had his own radio show, called The Melody Ranch. On December 7, 1941, the radio show cast was rehearsing before a live audience when the news of the Pearl Harbor attack was announced. Not knowing what else to do, the actors kept to their scripts. The audience sat out the show but left in total silence. America had entered the Second World War.
Republic Pictures had Autry under contract. Since he was the fourth-rated star in Hollywood at the time (right after Spencer Tracy), the company refused to let him enlist. But Autry joined anyway and was sworn in on the air during a Melody Ranch broadcast, on Fourth of July 1942. He was fired immediately, and Republic found another singer, the “King of the Cowboys,” Roy Rogers.
At first, Autry was given an instant commission from Air Force Gen. “Hap” Arnold. But Sen. Harry S. Truman’s Committee had put an end to those types of celebrity promotions, and Autry went through basic training just like everyone else. He was assigned to Special Services and entertained at Army bases, while he continued to broadcast Melody Ranch from Luke Field, west of Phoenix, Arizona. He could have continued this rather soft duty, but he now made only $135 per month as a technical sergeant (his previous salary was $60,000 per month), so he famously said, “For the cut in pay I had taken, I felt I was entitled at least to get shot at.”
Since he already had his private pilot’s license, at his own expense, he took advanced lessons and was promoted to flight officer and finally assigned to the 91st Ferrying Squadron of the 555th Army Air Base Unit of the Air Transport Command. He didn’t ask for any favors, and as far as he knew, he didn’t receive any—though he did remember that he wore cowboy boots with his uniform for the entire war, and no one said a word.
Autry literally flew around the world. He left California for Hawaii, then Australia, up to India where he made the famous trip over the “hump” of the Himalayas to Kunming, China, and back again. He carried fuel, ammunition, guns, a few cases of scotch and lots and lots of “Spud” cigarettes. He was ordered back across India, where he stopped in Calcutta long enough to buy a freshly killed python skin so he could make it into boots. He flew on to the Middle East. In Haifa, he purposely developed a few days of engine trouble so he could tour the Holy Land; in Cairo, he met King Farouk’s belly dancer.
He was back in the states for V-E day, where he might have been released from service due to his age (he was 38), but to ensure that he got no special privileges, he was kept in service. The Army did finally offer him a discharge, but only if he would agree to do a USO tour of the South Pacific upon release. Since he had never been there, Autry jumped at the chance and performed for two more months on various islands until ending the war on Tinian, the home base for the atom bomb.
Back in California, he worked for Columbia for a while and then formed his own production company, buying up the rights to his name and all his own properties. He was one of the richest screen actors of his time, and friend and fellow cowboy Pat Buttram once announced, “Gene Autry used to ride into the sunset; now he owns it.”
TRUE WEST MAGAZINE - "Cowboys in Combat" March 4, 2009 Richard L. Hayes

[asphaltgambler]

Gene also wrote, sang several Christmas songs including 'Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer'. I have a copy of that on a 78 disc. He owned all the rights to those tunes......

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Private First Class Raymond "Mike" Clausen served as crew chief aboard the helicopter piloted by Walt Ledbetter in January 1970. A series of alcohol-related incidents and NJPs kept Clausen at the same rank he'd achieved 4 years earlier when he enlisted, but his commitment and skills trumped any concern over his single stripe. As Ledbetter dropped his chopper into the minefield, Clausen guided him to a crater to touch down. Clausen saw the Marines on the ground, unable to move after watching many of their buddies blown apart by mines. Without any concern for himself, Clausen left the aircraft and began carrying casualties through the minefield back to the hovering chopper. When everyone was aboard, he guided Ledbetter into the second and third locations where Marines were stranded, performing the same actions each time the helicopter touched down. He entered the minefield a total of 6 times, carrying wounded to safety. When another mine detonated near the helicopter, Clausen was outside carrying a Marine. The explosion killed the corpsman and wounded 3 more Marines. Clausen helped them aboard and recovered the body of the corpsman. Not until all 19 Marines were accounted for aboard the CH-46 did Clausen give Ledbetter the signal to depart.
Shortly after the mission, Clausen again managed to get himself in trouble and was busted from PFC back to Private. He was discharged from the Marines in August 1970 when he returned home. For his heroism and incredible courage, in June 1971 President Nixon called Clausen to the White House to award him the Medal of Honor. Clausen was the only Marine Private of the war to receive the award. He died in May 2004 at age 56 from liver failure.

We had a Medal of Honor winner in my company in the Army. He was 30+ years old & a Pfc. He never did anything, & the only time we saw him was the evening before inspections. He would come in & place his certificate on his bunk and therefore not have to show up for inspection. None of us talked to him & most didn't even know what he did. We could have found out since my company had a unit in it that handled all of the officer & enlisted records. Nobody was interested enough to ask. For a while I wondered who he was & how he never had to show up for anything or have any responsibilities, until I asked somebody who had been there a while. He just said, "Oh him? He has a Medal of Honor."