Thursday, October 01, 2015
The Servidio Sisters plus one. This is my mother and her sisters sometime in the 1930s, plus one woman I can't identify. Upper left is Sylvia, upper right is my mother Gloria, and lower left is my late Aunt Peggy. There was a fourth sister, Nancy, who died when she was 12 from polio, but I doubt she's the fourth member of this group.
Sometimes they spell their name Servideo and no one seems to know which is correct. The translation is roughly Serves God, so I prefer dio.
Friday, September 25, 2015
Thursday of last week my granddaughter, Sofia, went to her first day of pre-kindergarten. I'm happy and relieved to report that she loves it. Here are some pictures from that first day.
Lining up outside.
Thursday, August 27, 2015
Thursday, August 13, 2015
The first LouieFest at Cheney Stadium, Tacoma, WA. I forget what year but it had to be about 2000. The goal was to have 1,000 guitars play "Louie, Louie" at the same time. Our guest conductor was Paul Revere, of Paul Revere and the Raiders. The turnout was around 750 guitarists, but it was fun and subsequent LouieFests had increasingly falling numbers. I was with Dave "Evan" Lewis and Brian "Tough Jim" Trainer. You can't miss me. I'm fifth from the right in the front row wearing a white t-shirt and bluejeans. Okay, me gotta go now.
Thursday, July 30, 2015
When I was in the 595th Engineer Company (LE) in 1967-68 we had a mascot, a burro called Le. Le was pronounced Lee. The LE in our company designation stood for Light Equipment. How a mass of bulldozers, graders, scrapers (90,000 pounds), flatbed trailers, 5-ton dump trucks, and many more could be called "light" is beyond me. One guy told me it was because our crane had a maximum lifting capacity of only 20,000 pounds.
Anyway, Le was kept on a long tether at an abandoned company area across the street from ours and alongside a small aircraft runway. He was mean. A sergeant who was assigned to feed him had to run for his life if he got too close to Le. Maybe the burro objected to being left in the 120-degree sun without companions all day. Who knows? In the bio I read on line he was credited with being friendly and living at the motor pool. Maybe that was before I arrived.
Eventually, Le was shipped back to the States and ended up living the good life at Fort Riley.
My clearest memory of him was that he made Spec-4 before I did. He made sergeant when he arrived at Fort Riley.
In 1969 he was discharged to a farm in Kansas where he lived a long and happy life.