Great weekend watching Dakota graduate from Navy Boot Camp

A proud weekend for us as we flew from 80 degree weather into Snowy roads in Chicago as we headed to the Great Lakes to watch Dakota Kai Sun graduate from Boot Camp as he is training to be a Navy Diver. That’s Dakota below as you look at photo he is far left and the second sailor.

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Not that many years ago whilst he was still at school in La Mirada, Dakota came to me to see if I could give him a job, I sure did and have loved the lad ever since, a tremendously talented young Man with many strings to hid proverbial Bow, and to see him graduate brought a tear to my eye as I am so proud of this Young Man.

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Both his Grandad’s were in the Navy and Dakota carries on the tradition, and now that those 8 Grueling 8 weeks of being shouted at, constant push ups, swimming, fire training, Live round shooting, and of course Gas Chamber experience, well it would wake anyone up from the dead thats for sure. Kota is above singing their Sailors creed. Carrying white flag.

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Dakota has always excelled in what ever he has attempted and he got through Boot Camp pretty well, not easy as this is a tough course for 800 Division as they are special Operations, so have the same training as the Navy Seals.

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But he and his Division did so well, they won the captains cup in the camp, thats not an easy task to accomplish by any means, watching him March and carrying their flag, filled me with pride for him and his Division, they are great people and I know that will do well in their trades that they are hoping to get into. it was a long hard and exhausting experience for Dakota.

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But , he stuck it out and is now an E2 and will now be spending a few weeks with grueling training for A school, thats even more Physical work and they will be pushed to their limits to try and weed out a few more, if Dakota gets through that lot, he will then transfer to Panama City in Florida for Dive School. Where he will learn all aspects of Welding underwater, using explosives and so many other operations that Navy Divers are qualified to do, anywhere, anytime.

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Spending Thursday through Sunday at the Great Lakes with His Mom ( Jennifer, My Girlfriend.) and Family were something I shall cherish, to see a young lad transform into a Man is something that is hard to explain but sure happy I was there for support. Above Dakota and Mom take time to get a photo.

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So just a little Blog today as we got in late last night and I have to do quite a few things today but I cannot express my pride for Dakota in becoming a sailor and look forward to him Graduate in panama City a little later on to become a Navy Diver. Above Dakota and his Grandma Carolyn he sure was happy to see her.

Below: jennifer made this awesome Sailor appreciation  Anchor to congratulate her son Dakota and it has his Division and ship em-blazed in wood, she made all this herself and even had some dog tags made up and ties the Square Knot herself. Dakota loved it and a touching memento to have at home to always be thinking of him.

 

I shall of course pass on any messages from people that know him and follow him on all the media’s etc, he is a very likable fella and so glad I am a little part of his life.

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Above, the family came out to meet their new Sailor and what a fun time we had out here in Cold North Chicago, looking forward to seeing him in Panama City later on Kota Kai.

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Below, just a few shots I took with my phone. You can just see some snow on the ground and last week it was -15 degrees!!!!

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Below:  Dakota with one of his Bunk mates and a very cool guy he was and his family too, so friendly.

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How must this feel after almost 9 weeks without a phone, he had to send all his stuff home to us, so that day he got his phone back, he sure was happy about that.

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Below, sat with Grandma, she was so proud to see her grandson become a Sailor just like her Husband.

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A very cool photo of Sailor “Sun” we are ALL so very proud of your achievements Dakota we miss you already.

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Remembrance Day- Lest We Forget.

Armistice Day is on 11 November and is also known as Remembrance Day. It marks the day World War One ended, at 11am on the 11th day of the 11th month, back in 1918. A two-minute silence is held at 11am to remember the people who have died in wars.

 

Armistice Day is commemorated every year on 11 November to mark the armistice signed between the Allies of World War I and Germany at Compiègne, France, for the cessation of hostilities on the Western Front of World War I, which took effect at eleven o’clock in the morning—the “eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month” of 1918.

The date was declared a national holiday in many allied nations, and coincides with Remembrance Day and Veterans Day, public holidays. In Italy the end of World War I is commemorated on 4 November, the day of the Armistice of Villa Giusti. Although the date to mark the end of the war reflects the ceasefire on the Western Front, hostilities continued in other regions, especially across the former Russian Empire and in parts of the old Ottoman Empire.
I am commemorating this day and veterans day here in the USA for all that have served this side of the pond and put their lives at stake for the safety of others, a very humbling time of year and for me today eve more so.

As an Anglo American resident this means a lot to me as I would not have been here if we had lost that WW2 War, and to add a little more sentiment to me today, I received an order for a motorcycle part that is heading to Enfield Middlesex where our Mum, Aunt, Couson and Grandad and Nan all lived, where our Grandad sat using a 40mm Bofor anit aircraft gun, whilst the Bombers were dropping Bombs on him and London, such a brave man who never mentioned the war, to everyone out there I hope you can spare a few minutes to either thank a Vet, light a Candle today or just reflect on how very lucky we are to be here.

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Above is my Grandad Hall, My Mums Dad, a Brave man indeed, never mentioned anything he did in the war and to think he was shooting up at Bombers as they were dropping bombs on him.

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My Grandad Carpenter too was in the Army, the Toughest man I have ever met, he feared Nothing!

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Lastly, to Our MUM- its time like this that a tear will run down my cheek and I wanted to express so much more before you passed, but you will always be with me.

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Thank you to ALL that have Served.

Wings, Wheels and Rotors show

Sunday Morning sure came around quick, so Jennifer and I decided that we would go to a local show, some 9 miles away in Los Alomitos and a 15 minute drive from th house, something that is a rarity these days for us, so we jumped in my Ford and off we went to the Army base up the road.

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C17 Troop carrier was grazing on the runway, this is a big plane but not as big as the C31 most people see these days. But got a lot of attention none the less.

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Still an immense aircraft with a huge payload and more Horsepower then many Dragsters hooked together and more Primer color than a Battleship.

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This has 4 Props and would cause more draught than the latest Hurricane that just hit Mexico this weekend.

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A popular Haunt for everyone today as not many Civilians get a chance to walk around in one of these massive planes these days.

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When I was 12 Years old I joined the Army Cadets, mostly to get out of the way of my Old man, these were fun times for me and looks like for these lads too.

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The Base had many cadets out today and a great atmosphere was felt on the runway today.

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I would of liked to have seen this fire up as when they tilt the rotors for a dive, they scream like a Banshee!

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The Pipers came out and did their thing, they were pretty good too.

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I love Vintage Jeeps and rode in a Willys that came from the Normandy landings in WW2 and drove it up the Mall to take the salute past the Queen in 1995 and boy was it great to see these today.

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The weather was perfect for this show and lots to see and do, I may take the bike club out this way next year as we had a ball walking around.

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Bright Orange Turtle Deck T had a 6 Banger in it, an oddity for sure but always cool to see different things at this show.

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Corvair with an Old Coddington styling.

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This 1950 2 door Merc was crying out for a roof chop.

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Bad Ass 55 Chevy Gasser was the best for me, such a tough machine and owned one back in the UK in 1996.

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Littlefield supercharger gets this shoebox down the road in quick time.

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Clean 289 Mustang with unusual Factory color sat proudly amongst the newer stangs.

 

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The good old Austin Healey 3000 Mk11 cars were a reminder of Brands Hatch for me.

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Plenty of Tri-Chevys there today but have always liked them and had to take some photos.

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I love 55 Bowties, I miss my old one so many cool memories stirred up for me at this show this weekend.

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Ive been after these headlights for years and here is a set on this Jalopy.

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Four Winfield carbs and cool old school Bellmouths look Hungry like baby chicks.

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1940 Dodge was actually really cool and looked so much like the Ford.

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Model T tracker was cleaner than a cats arse.

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Little 4 Banger power too.

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A mixture of everything at the show and thats what makes it a fun event.

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Model T had a Dago front end, thats all I liked as the rest kinda went down hill.

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The license plate really says it all. And boy did this fifty five sit in the weeds too.

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This 63 and a half was really tidy.

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As I said, a mixture of everything at the show and this was a loud color with the ghost flames.

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A smorgasbord of Classic tin all in one line and a good shot I thought.

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Super clean 66 VW bug was a hit in my eyes, tastefully done and I would of driven this home for sure.

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This Mint green Spudbaker was tidy and got many looks at the show.

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This 1956 Belair was clean.

 

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The Ford has some huge tubbed out rims and those tires were chunky!

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Old and New side by side.

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Plenty of Muscle here today and this Goat was by no means no exception.

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This 2 door 1957 Ford had an awesome color scheme and a 427 wedged in the bay too.

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Work truck 35 Ford was a Hit, using Vintage style Firestone tractor tires.

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I will never get enough of planes and loved this.

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They never fired it up when I was there and I wish they would of, they had my favorite the P51 sat next to her too.

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Lady Alice sitting on the Tarmac, begging to be taken out and into the sky.

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Would of been fun to see these fly today.

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Flying in Original ww2 livery, this was cool to be so close too.

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We couldnt get in this and I understand why, but wanted to get and have a look at the dash, as I love the gauges, lucky for me I had a zoom lens.

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Love that Dashboard set up.

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All sorts here today and fun to be able to walk around.

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Lady Alice had 6 of the best on show.

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So Army, Navy and Air force all represented today.

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All this needed was some cool Nose Art.

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Original Uniforms. always great to see.

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Chin waggin.

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The Three Amigos hang out.

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British Para, but collar should be down and zip done up.

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WTF?

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I wasnt sure why the Star Wars was going off but funny as hell to see for me.

 

 

 

D-Day Normandy Landings!

We shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender.

Winston Churchill


 

 

 

 

It is time like this I really do reflect on the past- truly, if it wasn’t for the likes of my Grandad and many other British and American troops as well as the Australians, Gherkers, and the rest of our allies, I for once know i would not be here and probably speaking a different language.

Just take ONE minute to stand and think about what these people did for us, they gave it all and many gave their lives so we can live free today. Some 70 years now and it is still a vivid memory for me of all I learnt at school and from veterans of what they went through.

You can call me what ever you want, but these people are my true heroes and I thank you all and will do every Memorial day.

Thanks Grandad, sitting on a Bofor gun firing flak up to the Bombers as the dropped on you in London is something I will always remember and be proud of my Grandad Hall for doing his bit and as this poem, says it all.

I remember when I was just a kid, Grandad Hall said to me, and this was the only thing I ever heard from him about the War, was Ode of remembrance, it did not mean anything to me as a kid, but this was first written after WW1 and so true.

 

The “Ode of Remembrance” is an ode taken from Laurence Binyon‘s poem, “For the Fallen“, which was first published in The Times in September 1914.

 

 

They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam

 

 

On 6 June 1944, just after midnight, the Allied assault upon Hitler’s ‘Fortress Europe’ began. The operation caught the German military high command unaware. Low tides and bad weather – combined with Allied deception plans – had convinced the Germans that an attack was unlikely at that time. As more than 1,000 British bombers began to pummel Normandy’s coastal defences, Rommel, commanding German defences in France, was in Germany celebrating his wife’s birthday.

 

 

The initial Allied assault was made by airborne infantry, who secured key bridges and crossroads on the flanks of the landing zone. Some of their most important and celebrated achievements included the capture of Pegasus Bridge and the town of Sainte-Mère-Eglise. Commandos also attacked key targets ahead of the main landings. One remarkable feat was the attack by US Rangers on Pointe-Du-Hoc, a headland which housed a coastal battery that threatened the landing beaches. The successful assault involved scaling a 30 metre cliff face under German fire.

 

Early Allied success was aided by the confused German reaction. The first confirmation of a large-scale attack did not arrive until 2:15 am; that an invasion was in progress was not confirmed until 4:15. It was only at 6 am, when Normandy’s defenders saw the horizon obscured by an unbroken line of Allied ships, that all doubt was removed. Along nearly 100 kilometres of coast, Allied warships and aircraft pounded German defences. At 6:30, US soldiers went ashore by landing craft at Utah and Omaha beaches. An hour later, the British and Canadians arrived at the beaches of Gold, Juno and Sword. Fortuitously, troops at Utah accidently landed two kilometres from their target, on a virtually unguarded beach. The landing zone was quickly secured with few losses.

 

On Omaha Beach, where aerial bombardment had done little to dent German defences, the Americans met fierce resistance. From cliff-top bunkers, the defenders pummelled US troops with machine gun fire and shells as soon as landing craft ramps were lowered. Those who made it ashore found it impossible to advance across 200 metres of open beach. Amphibious tanks intended to cover the infantry’s advance had sunk in the rough seas. The news from Omaha was so bad that the landings there were almost called off, but eventually small groups of American infantry worked their way around the German defences, outflanked and stormed them, allowing the beachhead to be secured. But Omaha cost the Americans more than 2,000 casualties.

When British and Canadian troops landed at 7.30, supported by tanks, the tide was high, leaving fewer metres of beach to traverse. Although mines sunk a number of boats, soldiers succeeded in silencing German machine guns within half an hour. At the day’s end, although they had not yet taken their objective of Caen, the soldiers had penetrated six kilometres inland, and their foothold in Normandy was secure. At 6pm, when Churchill addressed the House of Commons, it was to announce the astounding success of an operation which would go down in military legend.

In the military, D-Day is the day on which a combat attack or operation is to be initiated. The best known D-Day is June 6, 1944 — the day of the Normandy landings — initiating the Western Allied effort to liberate mainland Europe from Nazi occupation during World War II. However, many other invasions and operations had a designated D-Day, both before and after that operation.[1]

The terms D-Day and H-Hour are used for the day and hour on which a combat attack or operation is to be initiated. They designate the day and hour of the operation when the day and hour have not yet been determined, or where secrecy is essential. For a given operation, the same D-Day and H-Hour apply for all units participating in it. When used in combination with numbers, and plus or minus signs, these terms indicate the point of time preceding or following a specific action. Thus, H−3 means 3 hours before H-Hour, and D+3 means 3 days after D-Day. (By extension, H+75 minutes is used for H-Hour plus 1 hour and 15 minutes.) Planning papers for large-scale operations are made up in detail long before specific dates are set. Thus, orders are issued for the various steps to be carried out on the D-Day or H-Hour minus or plus a certain number of days, hours, or minutes. At the appropriate time, a subsequent order is issued that states the actual day and times.

Other days such as A-Day (Battle of Leyte), L-Day (Battle of Okinawa) etc. have different meanings for the military.

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Jumping into a swelling, cold sea and under fire, I cannot believe the bravery of each and every person that had to do this.
Brothers in arms, risking their lives to save others.
Still smiling when bullets are flying!
Normandy landings, no real words can explain what was actually going on in their minds but so brave to face the enemy.
Clearing the way for the troops to invade.
It is these people that WE owe our liberty too and I thank you all.

Did you Know

The Normandy landings were the largest amphibious operation in history. In one day, 175,000 troops landed on the Normandy coast, with the help of more than 5,000 ships, crewed by 195,700 personnel from the Allied navies and merchant navies.
“Do you realise that by the time you wake up in the morning 20,000 men may have been killed?”
Churchill to his wife the night before D-Day

Memorial day

 It is memorial day today, I wanted to just send a big thank you to MY Grandad Hall, as a kid I only really knew him as Grandad, but that guy is one of my heroes for sure.

Living in Enfield in North London, My mums side of the family were in the thick of world war 2 and Grandad was in the Artillery. He was one of those brave men that were operating the 40mm Bofor Anti Aircraft Gun, firing at the bombers as they were dropping bombs on them and the rest of London.

My dad’s side were from East London and true Cockneys and also had some terrible bombings but they were evacuated to the south coast for safety.

Grandad Hall was A very brave man- and if it was not for the likes of him and many others, I would not be here thats for certain.

 

 

This was a hard and grueling task, as these shells were heavy and you had to be fast, my Grandad  suffered for many years with a leg injury from a shell and never moaned about it, I just wanted to send a big hello to my Grandad Hall and everyone out there and take this day as HIS day for me.

I can’t  take back time, as I wanted to ask him so many questions, but he passed when I was just a young lad and never even dared ask about the war back then, but he was such a great guy, kept himself to himself and it was not until i was older that i realised what he did in ww2 to help protect the country.

 

 

He used the Big search lights like you see on 20th centurt Fox openings to spot the plane and also the 40mm Bofar to fire Flak up at the bombers, something that must of been so  frigging scary at that time, but- it had to be done and, as Sir Winston Churchil once said. ” We shall never surrender”

This is what he had to use everytime in the Blitz.

 

I am so proud of My grandad, he was a quiet guy to be honest and never talked about the war, he was someone I always looked up too and respected.

 Today is a special day and I wanted to share just a little of my family history to you all out there, many of you had family in the services in ww2 doing their bit to make a future for us and I feel humbled on this day to be here, as it was the likes of Grandad hall that made sure that I would have a safe life.

Thank you Grandad, I love you.