Monday, 20 November 2006
 

VIDEO: Benjamin Netanyahu on 1938
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

Iran's True Intentions

This is a video of a speech Benjamin Netanyahu gave at the United Jewish Communities' General Assembly (UJC-GA) at the Los Angeles Convention Center on Monday. Hat Tip To Rancher at LGF for bringing this old news to my old attention.

Link: http://www.jerusalemonline.com/ujc.asp

It's a Flash Video and rather long, but it is some good perspective on the Iranian threat. It's also coming from somebody that I've got a lot of respect for. He doesn't put politics first and is instead worried about survival. I like that attitude, it's a good trait to have.

All the politically empty rhetoric and hyperbole that we get for information these days doesn't change the facts of this matter. A threat is still a threat and being nice won't solve the problem. That's not how wars are fought and this one is no different from the rest. Smoke screens from the Left and the MSM only make the job difficult.

The concept of fight to survive has taken on a whole new meaning for those that sit in their easy chair's watching the world go by in the fog provided for them by the true enemy within. When they hit that brick wall they didn't see coming, survival will take on a whole new meaning. They won't like the true definition. But then again, I'm a cold hearted old fart and figure they deserve what they paid for. Nothing in, nothing out.

I don't know how this thing will transpire or how it will effect us as a nation and a society in the long run. My only hope is that the caboose doesn't end up at the front end of this slow motion train wreck in the near future. We don't need any new conductors, we need more engineers.

Contributed by Jim Bartimus on November 20, 2006 at 10:31 PM in Jim Bartimus | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack


Tuesday, 14 November 2006
 

Nuclear Tinker Toys
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

The days of the stand off with the former Soviet Union and MAD may be long gone, but I would posit that we might actually be in an even worse situation than with MAD being held over our collective heads. Nuclear proliferation has got the “Nuclear Tinker Bell’s” dancing in a circle and shouting “Death to America” now and the world just seems to be twiddling it’s thumbs. I don’t mean to cry wolf or anything but there are a number of things involved with our current situation that do give me some cause for concern.

Socialism has reared its ugly head in all aspects of this situation also, and has led to some rather disparaging outcomes for places like France and the UK. The beast has also been sighted here in America as well. He wears many masks and is hard to see by nature, but very real for some of us. He emboldens our enemies while distracting us with his chants for peace over the drums of war beating in the background.

We can’t put the “Nuclear Genie” back in the bottle anymore than we can get rid of the beast. When and if it happens on American soil it will make Katrina look like a fart in a whirlwind and devastate the economy of this nation in more ways than one. Being “Politically Correct” will take on a whole new meaning if that happens.

So is it Illusion or Reality?

Symposium: Al Qaeda’s Nukes

Contributed by Jim Bartimus on November 14, 2006 at 09:46 PM in Jim Bartimus | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBack


Tuesday, 31 October 2006
 

October Surprise.
Contributed by The Gray Dog

Down to the wire, the October Surprise was unleashed upon the Democrats yesterday.  Surprisingly it wasn’t launched by the Republicans, but instead the liberal’s very own “useful idiot” John Kerry. 

"You know, education - if you make the most of it - you study hard, you do your homework and you make an effort to be smart, you can do well. If you don't, you get stuck in Iraq,"

With that comment the Old War Dogs are pleased to make known their own 11th hour October surprise:

The Old War Dogs Forum is now open for membership at www.oldwardogs.org

This site was to be announced next week, but in light of Kerry’s comment and the importance of next week’s elections we hope you will visit what promises to be an exciting place for discourse on the issues of the day.

Participation does require registration, so don’t be shy.

Contributed by The Gray Dog on October 31, 2006 at 07:57 PM in 9/11, Afghanistan, Bill Faith, Bill's Bites, Bobbie Craig, Caring about our troops, CIA/NSA Treason, Current Affairs, Dem Dumbness, DisUnited Nations, G W Bush, Gene Harrison, George Mellinger, Iran, Iraq, Islamism Delenda Est, Jean Fraud Kerry, Jim Bartimus, Lloyd A. King, Mad Jack Murtha, Open Posts, Patriotism, Politics, Religion, Russ Vaughn, Shane Briscoe, Steve Gardner, The American Warrior, The Gray Dog, US Air Force, US Army, US Coast Guard, US Marine Corps, US Navy, Video, Viet Nam, War? What war?, William "1stCav" Page, Zero Ponsdorf | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack


Tuesday, 17 October 2006
 

A Fractured Fairy Tale
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

The Lastest Episode:

Is it just me, or do we seem to be living in some sort of twisted Twilight Zone episode? I’m serious here. Rod Serling couldn’t have written a better script than the show we’re watching now. Everything is out of phase by 180 degrees on all levels in this New World episode and it’s starting to look like its time to breakout the popcorn.  We’ve got all the best actors in place for this one and the MSM directing, so this one could be a real “shocker”.

I did get to watch some TV in my formative years and that Serling stuff was classic. Still, I couldn’t help but steer clear of the black and white box that seemed dominant in the lives of so many. I was six years old and didn’t need that kind of distraction, I had better things to do, like jumping on a pigs back in the slew. Not to mention the fact that kids used to go outside for the sole purpose of avoiding our parents and staying out of trouble. I had a reoccurring nightmare at that age in which I was alone in a black and white room with a fly. The fly would get bigger and bigger until the room was black and there was no longer room for me to exist. Damn TV sets gave me nightmares then and still do.

In my preteen years I took another approach to dealing with the indoctrination devices. I was fascinated by electronics and dug into the theory by reading all that I could get my hands on and started fixing them. Of course that was back in the good old days of wires and tubes, so it was pretty easy to do. I liked looking at the back of them a lot better than the front side.

Things haven’t changed much, and on average I probably watch for 15 min before I say to hell with it and go to sleep. I can furnish my own nightmares. You know, like the one where your clips empty, or your rounds hit the target.

Your TV set isn’t the answer folks; it’s the problem. This world shouldn’t revolve around the likes of NPR, CNN, CBS or the NYT and we need to do some reverse engineering now. This current episode of the Twilight Zone shouldn’t be dependent on the fools. (The man behind the curtain for you Oz types)

Anyhow, I just try to enjoy the show and take it all in stride, I don't have to like it. The "Right Truth" is in the heart and something unique to the individual. I didn't create it, I just made it happen.

Sorry about the ranting but I figured it was time to jump off the bleechers. Those that watch don't know the game. Some of us do.

Contributed by Jim Bartimus on October 17, 2006 at 10:29 PM in Jim Bartimus | Permalink | Comments (5) | TrackBack


Sunday, 17 September 2006
 

UPDATE: All of the Turkeys Aren’t in Turkey
Contributed by The Gray Dog

Thanks to all of you that have recently visited my temporary web site page to view my tribute to the Turkish hackers that plagued and defaced my site.  I hope you enjoyed watching it as much as it was therapeutic for me to create. 

In real life I am a computer geek, albeit a mainframe COBOL dinosaur.  I utilize PCs, the internet and web sites as a recreation and pastime.  I am by no means skilled in the intricacies of the modern computer languages and communication protocols, but I really am not totally clueless either.  My initial attempts to uncover the hackery at my site was done through the red lens of rage and frustration.  I have thought of little since the incursion at my site occurred back on 9/11. 

But in creating my Flash response, and writing a post here at OWD about my trials and tribulations, I was ready to begin a serious perusal of my sites code and database tables.  My wife came down from our bedroom this Sunday morning to find me working at the computer as I have been doing in every spare moment in the last week.  “Your dog needs and wants you to take her to the fields for a run today!”  Being a dog myself, I couldn’t deny that I had been neglecting a very special member of our family.  So off we went.  The pent up energy of my German Short Hair pointer was soon unleashed as she galloped full speed about the open fields and out of site in into the high brush.  It made me feel great to watch her and be away from this damn PC for a while.

I returned home calm and satisfied that I had for at least a few moments rejoined the real world and had a life outside the blogosphere. Refreshed with this reality check, I resumed my hack search in a new direction.  It did not take more than 15 minutes to discover the hack had not been in the code files but the database itself.  After stretching my shoulder out of whack while patting myself on the back, I bit by bit was able to trace all of the database defilements and soon had my site back to its normal state.  Backed up NOW!

I then embarked on doing the things I knew how to do, to prevent future attacks, or at least make them more difficult.  It was only a few minutes after restoring my site that I was checking site visit logs and noticed a very high rate of visits to my site from the same hackers that had defaced it before.  I have spent hours entering large IP ranges to block their access to my site.  But now I was able to see where they were going and what new vulnerabilities they were attempting to exploit.  In a way, they were pointing the way for me to tighten things up, while giving me new IP addresses to block.

Right now, I am just one tired mutt trying to keep a dozen wolves away from the flock.  But unlike my statement to change platforms and hosts from my last post, I have decided to stick it out where I am and draw a line in the sand.  They may knock me back down again, but I will continue to learn, add to my defenses and come back again.

What saddened me today is that not all of the IP address on the attack today came from Turkey.  Some came from other Western European countries, Australia and the U.S.  Wow!

I don’t know whether I am contending with Islamofascist or just a bunch of snotty computer geeks who take thrills from piling on.  But as my friend and fellow OWD JB says, “Bring it on!”

If some that read the first post on this subject didn’t see the comments left behind, one of interest was from a Turk calling himself TiT.  He claims to be the leader of the group responsible for hacking my site and ended his comments with “lol Christians.”  For the uninitiated lol is email-speak for ‘laughing out loud.”

A few others have since commented on the oddity of his name.  I for one have taken it one step further and located his image on the internet.  Since it may not be appropriate content for OWD, I warn you before clicking on the link to my site that displays his image.

For the link to TiT’s image click http://thegraydog.org/?m=20060917 If you missed my tribute, it may still be seen at http://www.thegraydog.us

Hopefully the site will be fully restored for normal access tomorrow, or it may once again be defiled by my new Turkish friends and NATO allies.  Just why did the Pope apologize?

No matter what, I shall return and return and return…

Contributed by The Gray Dog on September 17, 2006 at 03:53 PM in 9/11, Current Affairs, Islamism Delenda Est, Jim Bartimus, Politics, The Gray Dog, Turkey | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack


Tuesday, 05 September 2006
 

America's Fifth Column
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

The term "Fifth Column" has been attributed to many, including Spanish Civil War leader National General Mola and Leon Trotsky.  Whether describing Mola's national supporters in the city of Madrid, or the Russian Fifth Army, The "Fifth Column" has been generally defined as a group of people which clandestinely undermines a larger group to which it is expected to be loyal, such as a nation.

This term applies to a lot of the people that make up current day society and politics in America. The "hate your own country" and "tear it down" crowd are out in full force these days and doing everything they can to set this nation back by a couple hundred years. This is an insidious thing that lurks in the shadow of government and in the form of political correctness with affirmative action for those that do the most damage.

The MSM seem to be the officers in charge of this regiment and most are more than happy to do their bidding; they sleep in their ivory towers and only visit their troops barracks to muster them and do inspections at random. I recognized that part of the fifth column for what it was with the advent of the first black and white TV sets. For the life of me I couldn't understand how my elders could flock around the "tube" and believe in phony wrestling matches. Sure, maybe they were just amazed by this new technology and needed a diversion or something from everyday life. I don't know what the motive was, but I will never forgive them for forcing me to watch that bunk when I could have been running around out in the woods rather than sitting on my butt. I still don't have much respect for Hollywood and the MTV crowd, or the modern day news services. They make me ill at heart and have done nothing but encourage the failure of this great nation that enabled them to exist in the first place.

We can also attribute a lot of the blame for this one to the Democratic Party; which just so happens to be the sergeant in arms for this latest march on America. Everything they do is aligned with the folks that seek something that could be the death of America or cripple it in the process. Those brave sergeants that make up the second ranks in the fifth column are the ones that always seem to steer it in the wrong direction. Don't get me wrong here; I like true Democrats that would actually try to make this country a better place. I just can't see that quality in people like John Kerry, Ted Kennedy, John Murtha, Al Gore and the Moore crowd.

It's that very mindset that is putting bars out of business because their patrons aren't allowed to smoke and offend a non-smoker. When it gets to the point that we are required to have self-extinguishing cigarettes, well, "we have a problem Houston". This is the same bunch of idiotarians that champion free speech while they try to take away your guns and give that right to the criminal element only. Make no mistake about it folks, that kind of crap is the fifth column in its purest form. They try to make constraints on capitalism and the free market system while marching around like a bunch of clowns, sipping Latte's, and hanging out their pinky fingers for the fools that follow them.

We shouldn't forget that the SGT Green's (Environmentalists) are marching with the fifth column" also. Thanks to them we can't drill for oil here, or build the refineries we need to process it. They constantly tell us that oil is the root of all evil, while ignoring the fact that it is essential in everything that is manufactured into the products that they buy and consume on a daily basis. This is coming from the same people that make it impossible for us to use nuclear energy or anything else as an energy source. They say we need to use wind as a power source and then bitch when a bird gets killed in the process.

The SGT Greens are also the same group that forced the world to ban DDT (perfectly safe product) and subjugate millions in Africa to the perils of Malaria once again. It supposedly made bird eggshells soft and was a threat to wild life, while they ignored the fact that it was safe for humans to use and saved lives.

Look at the recent legislation passed in California requiring the use of low sulfur diesel fuel. That will require that most construction equipment currently in use will have to be replaced, posing an added burden on the very people that make the economy work. That's all because of some elitist with his pinky finger hanging out in the air doesn't like the smell of diesel fuel. Al Gore and the rest of the buffoons spouting the global warming rhetoric do so with the intent of making us just another 3rd world country. They outlaw all of the good products and replace them with something that usually doesn't work, and spout their "we know what's good for you" crap in the process of making things harder for the rest of us. They have earned their selves a front position on the fifth column.

The fifth column also has its share of Drill Sergeants that train these troops. They have infiltrated our educational system on all levels. On the lower levels they put our children on Ritalin to teach them how to use drugs. In higher academia they have names like SGT Ward Churchill and SGT Noam Chomsky that give them their final AIT training.

Of course we've also got some privates like the ACLU, CAIR and the rest of that riff raff to fill in the ranks. Not to mention 20 million illegal immigrants that assisted with their march on America. This is my short roster; I couldn't possibly list all of them without writing a book.

This is basically just a rant, but its high time we recognized that the enemy is within and getting deadlier every day.

Contributed by Jim Bartimus on September 5, 2006 at 09:57 PM in Jim Bartimus | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack


Tuesday, 29 August 2006
 

Here We Go Again!
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

Everybody seems to be an armchair quarterback when it comes to the Middle East. The theme is always the same and if you pay attention to our lovely MSM news sources or our Liberal champions on the Left, you probably won’t question that America and Israel are at fault. And in certain ways we are. Jimmy Carter was one of the first to drop the ball and it’s been rolling down hill gathering muck ever since. And yes, I realize it was already mucked up in the first place, but nobody seems to consider that point.

Truth be known, the UN has done more damage than anybody else in trying to deal with this mess. Kofi Annan is now making another whirl wind tour to set things straight, but will only cause us bigger problems down the road. At some point we need to tell the UN to get out of the way and deal with the problems emanating from that region. He’s doing more damage than good as usual and only postponing the inevitable.

The following is from Jeb Babbin at The American Spectator

What could possibly make the Lebanon situation worse today than it was yesterday? Only yesterday the hapless Israeli defense minister, Amir Peretz, said that Israel expected the "international community" to take control of Lebanon's border crossings. Peretz's pointless whine was in response to UN Secretary General Kofi Annan's statement on Saturday that the new UN force in Lebanon won't either disarm Hizballah terrorists or try to interdict shipments of weapons to Hizballah from Syria. But what Peretz said changed nothing. The Son of UNIFIL force won't do anything to inconvenience Hizballah or its Syrian and Iranian suppliers.

I really doubt this is going to do us any favors or contribute to a solution.

Read "On the Road Again" here

Contributed by Jim Bartimus on August 29, 2006 at 08:38 PM in Hezbollah, Islamism Delenda Est, Israel, Jim Bartimus, Lebanon | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack


Saturday, 05 August 2006
 

The Iranian Connection
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

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From The Jerusalem Post:

Iran: We supplied Zelzal-2 to Hizbullah

Iran admitted for the first time on Friday that it did indeed supply long-range Zelzal-2 missiles to Hizbullah.

Secretary-general of the "Intifada conference" Mohtashami Pur told an Iranian newspaper that Iran transferred the missiles so that they could be used to defend Lebanon, Channel 1 reported.

[Read this article HERE]

Iran either needs to play there hand or fold. That 12th Imam in the well may have a surprise in store for him when he crawls out of his hole and there's nothing left to see, and no place to hide. This is not the "funny factory" and we take our card game to be a serious matter. Put up or shut up; we'll deal the cards.

Contributed by Jim Bartimus on August 5, 2006 at 11:16 AM in Iran, Islamism Delenda Est, Jim Bartimus, Lebanon | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack


Friday, 04 August 2006
 

A Willing Coalition
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

America has changed a lot for those of us that grew up back in the good old days when you either found something to do, or got your ass kicked for what you were doing. Our parents were our role models and the theme was; do it or else. I got that at home and at school. A one-room schoolhouse with a coal bin taught me that lesson. If you are put in the coal bin for misbehaving and sit down, your parents will see that coal dust on your pants and dust it off for you with a hickory stick. That made me stand at attention several times if you know what I mean.

Things have changed a lot from those days and it is no longer about what you are willing to do, only about what it takes to appease our current day society. I miss the good old days when your parents could spank your ass and get by with it. I was always willing to do what I should have done in the first place.

We live in a different world now and this lesson seems to have been lost in the process of it all for some, but we are still here. We learned our lessons by living the American Dream first hand and not with the assistance of a governmental agency.

I’d be willing to bet I could do it again and learn something else in the process.

I belong to the coalition of the living will that makes this country what it is. It is US.

We will hang together or we will surely hang alone in the process.

JB/OUT

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Monday, 24 July 2006
 

Pakistan nuclear expansion raises US concerns
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

One does have to wonder why this kind of thing doesn't get more media coverage. Heavy water reactors like this one and the one being assembled in Iran have but one function. It's not about producing electricity folks.

Read the rest here

WASHINGTON (Reuters) - Pakistan is building a new nuclear reactor that could produce enough plutonium for 40 to 50 nuclear weapons a year in what would be a major expansion of its nuclear program and could prompt an intensified arms race in South Asia, a report said Monday.

Contributed by Jim Bartimus on July 24, 2006 at 10:11 PM in Current Affairs, Jim Bartimus | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack


Thursday, 20 July 2006
 

Logistics?
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

Sometimes I fail to understand world policy, and this one sure makes me want to ask a few questions. Looks like a good way to move hardware and let somebody else pay for it to me. There's more to this than meets the eye.

Pentagon OKs $6 bln in arms sales to Saudi Arabia.
By Andrea Shalal-Esa

WASHINGTON (Reuters) - The Bush administration said on Thursday it approved the sale to Saudi Arabia of 24 UH-60L Black Hawk helicopters, radios, armoured vehicles and other military equipment worth more than $6 billion (3.25 billion pounds).

Congress has 30 days to block the sales, although such action is rare.

The Pentagon's Defence Security Cooperation Agency said the principal contractors for the different sales included Sikorsky Aircraft, a unit of United Technologies Corp., General Electric Co., Harris Corp., ITT Corp., General Dynamics Corp., and Raytheon Corp..

Read it HERE

Maybe this is just how we move our assets around. Hmmmm Not sure about this one.

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Tuesday, 18 July 2006
 

Old Coffins
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

[Webmaster's note: I'm playing some timestamp games to keep this near the top of the page for a few days. Please scroll down for newer posts. Originally posted 2006.07.14.21:03]

I never did care much for poetry until one fateful day after the “Kerry Wars”, when I read one of Russ’ poems. It was “The Last Battle of Vietnam” [Click here -- BF], and made me feel like there was finally hope for America. After all we did to defeat John Kerry, I could finally appreciate poetry.

This poem takes be back to another story from that era. It was told to be by a man that spent his days during the Vietnam War in Alaska at an Air Force base. I knew him only by the name of Gray Dog. He was glad to know somebody that had fought the fight and expressed a sort of guilt for not getting to go to Vietnam. Due to a death in the family he had to hitch a ride on a C-130 back to the states. Besides the crew he was the only passenger on the flight other than a high-ranking officer, who rode up front with the crew. This was a cargo flight and Gray Dog strapped himself into one of those harness contraptions that hang on the walls of those things. After getting airborne, he took a look around at the cargo out of pure boredom and noticed they were all plywood containers of the same size. Being curious he started reading what was stenciled on the side of the crates. It was the names of dead soldiers being shipped back to the United States. He had a long flight home and I’m quite sure it is “seared” into his memory till this day. After all, I do know how he is.

The Democratic Party is playing the same game: they just didn’t get the real story.

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Russ nailed this one right on the nose of the mutt that stands to the left.

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Here is an excerpt from “The Flight Home” from Gray Dog.

After a while I forced my eyes to open. For a reason I did not understand, it became important to read the names on these boxes. I wanted to know them and memorize them. I tried to imagine their faces and how they had met their deaths, but I couldn’t. I could only imagine them as young boys living at home, growing up, playing baseball, going on dates and living a life as normal as mine had been. I didn’t know these men. Yet staring across the wooden crates I felt a great personal sense of loss. I felt blessed and fortunate for not having been sent to Nam, but now I also felt guilty and ashamed for having those thoughts. I began to question every choice I had made. I was enraged at the unfairness of the world.

I wondered about their lives, their choices and if they had actually had any choice. There were moments I felt overcome by my emotions and fought hard against the tears trying to form. I know my feelings were much more than the mourning of these unknown men. I was mourning the loss of my own innocence and feeling the guilt of simply being alive. It was late evening when our flight reached Dover AFB, Delaware. I left the plane in the dark of that night with no answers to my questions and no cure for the guilt I felt.

In the thirty-two years since that flight, I have thought about my mother’s insistence that my birthday should have been November 15th. There was new significance in this little family joke. I have since discovered that my draft lottery number would have been ‘310’.I wonder what choices I might have made then under those different circumstances. I marvel at the irony that a single choice made in a single moment in time at my birth so many years ago could have brought me to that specific place and time in 1972.

It took many years for me to realize that ‘survivors’ guilt was a misplaced and non-productive emotion. I realize now that my emotions run deep from my belief that I owe the largest possible debt of gratitude to every man and woman that sacrificed his life or limb for this country. I can only attempt to repay a small portion of that debt by honoring their memory and by supporting those who now put their lives on the line each day in the War on Terror.

We often make choices in life with no clear and certain understanding of where they will ultimately lead us. We cannot control the impact of the choices others make. When we consider a presidential candidate should we be concerned with the individual choices and circumstances that led to their own particular military service? Or are we better served by looking at the impact of their choices since that time? If you have been to this web site before, you know where I stand on the candidates in this race. I am only one voice and one vote. But the only way I can honor the memory of the men I shared a long lonely flight home with is to use it wisely.I hope that those of you that shared any part of this experience will do likewise. The choice is yours.

Contributed by Jim Bartimus on July 18, 2006 at 02:55 AM in Best of Old War Dogs, Jim Bartimus, The Gray Dog | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack


Sunday, 09 July 2006
 

Hey, get off my back!
Contributed by Jim Bartimus

As usual Cox and Forkum is right on target. These guys carry enough weight around already.

Contributed by Jim Bartimus on July 9, 2006 at 06:58 PM in Jim Bartimus | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack


Tuesday, 04 July 2006
 

"The 4th of July: A view from the heartland of America"
Contributed by Bill Faith

Go read it here. The author has accepted our invitation to become part of the Old War Dogs team and will be posting on this site as soon as we get the paperwork done.

Contributed by Bill Faith on July 4, 2006 at 11:34 PM in Bill Faith, Jim Bartimus | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack


Wednesday, 28 June 2006
 

Who Are We?
Contributed by Bill Faith

It all started with an email from Russ Vaughn, which I posted here. That set off a flurry of emails which led to the creation of this site. I'll let Russ explain more:

Through the magic of the blogosphere it is becoming increasingly evident that there are a lot of old dogs out there mastering the new tricks of this 21st Century phenomenon. While some are technically skilled enough to create their own sites, like your host Bill Faith, far more fall into my category: those who tenaciously hunt and peck out their opinions on war, society and life in general, and have only the basic computer skills requisite to sending those opinions into the ether of this wonderful thing called the Internet.

Old War Dogs is a site designed for these old dogs to practice their new tricks without having to compete with the fluid skills of younger, more technically savvy bloggers. While we may be too old to carry a gun in the ranks, we can still pound these keys. Mao’s dictum that political power flows from the barrel of a gun, while true, predates the blogosphere; and this old dog bets the Chairman would be truly stunned at the power that flows from the keyboard.

Blog on you old mutts!


 

Ron is entitled to wear stars and numerals indicating multiple awards of several of the ribbons shown. The webmaster has so far been unable to obtain suitable artwork.

Sgt (E-5) Winter, Ronald
United States Marine Corps
1966 - 1970

See all of Ron's Old War Dog posts in one place here.

Ronald Winter is an author, public relations executive, college professor and award winning journalist. He regularly writes and speaks on matters of public interest including the military, politics and the Vietnam War particularly as it relates to the ongoing War on Terror in Afghanistan and Iraq.

Ron is author of the book Masters of the Art, A Fighting Marine’s Memoir of Vietnam published by Random House, and regularly posts commentary on war and politics in his column Winter's Soldier Story at his website www.RonaldWinterbooks.com.

He grew up in the farming country of upstate New York near Albany where he gave up an academic scholarship at the State University there in 1966 to join the Marines and fight in Vietnam. Ron was a helicopter crewman and machine gunner, flying 300 combat missions.

After Vietnam he returned to his studies earning undergraduate degrees in Electrical Engineering and English Literature. In a two-decade journalism career that included stints as investigative reporter, supervising editor and columnist, Ron was the recipient of several awards and a Pulitzer nomination. 

He owns Spectre Communications where he specializes in marketing, media relations and political communications. He also is the Eastern Representative for Michael J. London & Associates public relations firm. Ron is an adjunct professor of communication at the University of Hartford.

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John is entitled to wear 3 Oak Leaf Clusters on his Air Medal and 5 stars on his Europe/Africa/Middle East Campaign Ribbon. The webmaster has so far been unable to locate suitable artwork.

1st LT Werntz, John D.
72nd TC Squadron, 434th Group
9th USAAF, EAME Theater
1943-1945

See all of John's Old War Dog posts in one place here.

The youngest of 4 sons, John Werntz turned 18 —choice draft-meat —11 weeks after Pearl Harbor.  His eldest brother, Ted, a telephone technician in civilian life, was already in the Army, fated to find himself installing commo systems in Morocco in late 1942. Lest we forget, North Africa in’42 led to Palermo, then Messina, Salerno, Cassino, Anzio, Rome, Southern France, on up into Germany and all the way to Munich.  But this is about John, not about Ted.

The middle brothers, Eugene and Howard, were already noncoms headed for action in the Pacific with the Fleet Marine Force.  John’s dilemma: How to beat the draft without incurring the wrath and scorn of his dog-tagged and chevron-sleeved brethren.  Just in time, the Army Air Corps lowered its standards to permit mere high-school grads to train as aircrew officers.  After months of hard schooling relieved by PT and a modicum of Hup!Toop!Threep!Fawr, this gawky teenager found himself taking the President’s commission and with it a solemn vow of service to the nation.  A soldier?  Hardly.  But a citizen in full.

That was early August of ‘43.  Two months later John’s outfit, which was the first Troop Carrier Group to arrive in England, began to train for the assault on occupied Western Europe.  Please note that John’s official MOS was Aerial Observer (Navigator).  Prior to D-day he racked up well over 1000 hours of air time.  Much of that was spent observing two sweating pilots wrestling with the controls, trying to stay on an even keel and keep proper distance in close formation while wallowing in rotten turbulent air exasperated by propwash and wingwash.  A neat trick, formation flying in an aircraft that was designed to look serene while soaring over the Grand Tetons in lonely splendor.

The rest is history, and John had ample opportunity to observe some of it.  The chaos that ensues when you release gliders, dozens of them in the air all at once, competing for a safe place to set down.  The silent menace of that huge invasion fleet lurking in the pre-dawn mist off the coast of Normandy.  The foreboding when the invasion seemed bogged down in the hedgerows six weeks after D-day.  The euphoria after the breakout.  Loud cheers in the Quonset hut when Patton’s tanks overrun the LZs and DZs of planned airborne ops.  Why ramble on? We all know what happened.  For John Werntz, it all comes down to a tale of 3 first weeks of August.

1943: Newly hatched shavetail, wet behind the ears.

1944: Breakout at St. Lô.  Paris soon liberated.  Rehearse French.

1945: Enola Gay does its thing.  Tear up orders for Okinawa.  Get smashed.


John has mentioned to me in the past that his unit flew C-47s and C-53s similar to the one in the above picture, which he told Small Town Veteran readers more about here, and that he himself flew one mission on that particular aircraft. STV readers first met John in this post.


The members of the Old War Dogs pack were saddened to learn that John Werntz passed away due to complications following a fall on 22 June 2008. Please see this post for more information.

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SSGT (E-6) Vaughn, Russ
U.S. Army 1959-1962, 1964-1967
2d Bn, 327th Parachute Infantry Regiment
101st Airborne Division
Vietnam 65-66

See all of Russ's Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

I was tempted to just write "Russ Vaughn is widely known as the Poet Laureate of the milblogosphere," but I guess I'll go ahead and post what he sent me as well:

Russ served in the 101st Airborne Division in varying assignments including combat MP, infantry RTO/driver, fire team leader, and battalion CBR NCO from 1959-1962/1964-1966.  He served in Vietnam with the 2d Bn, 327th PIR of the 101st Airborne. Russ was serving as brigade staff CBR NCO of the 2d Brigade, 82d Airborne Division when he left the Army in 1969. He obtained his B.S. degree from Texas El Paso on the G.I. Bill in 1971 and then entered the health care marketing field, specializing in military medicine. Retiring in 2000, he now travels frequently as a consultant in military medical marketing.


Small Town Veteran has been privileged to post frequent examples of Russ's writings over the past several months. Click here to see the entire STV Russ Vaughn collection.

*** Update: The STV Russ Vaughn index has been updated and moved here.

Back in the day, the stage just barely shy of "heap highly pissed" was "torque-jawed." Jaw muscles tight, jaw sticking out just a shade, somewhere between "If you weren't wearing those freakin' stars I'd tell you what I think" and "Dead man walking."


TorqeJaw, A Proud Veteran-American

TorqueJaw don't say much about his past, sorta gives the impression it's safer not to ask. We're not sure if he was a Gray Beret or maybe just a Mafioso or some such thing. TorqueJaw gets his way a lot.

TorqueJaw was created by Mr. and Mrs. Gray Dog.

FTM2 "Ponsdorf, Zero"
Blue Water Navy 1963-1969
Yankee Station, SAR,
Operation Market Time support,
Shore Bombardment

See all of Zero's Old War Dogs post in one place here.

"Zero Ponsdorf" was born and raised in West Virginia. He joined the Navy Reserves between his Junior and Senior year in high school (1963). Since his father was KIA in Korea he wouldn't have been drafted, but wanted to 'see the world' anyway.

Following high school he went to FT/A school at the Great Lakes Naval Training Center and then to the USS England DLG-22, the first of four ships on which he served. Others were the USS Parsons DDG-33, USS Worden DLG-18, and the USS Mahan DLG-11.

"Zero" made 4 visits to the Gulf of Tonkin, each about 6 months long. The duty while there was varied, from picking up downed aircrew to firing shore bombardment. During rescue missions it was not unusual to exchange fire with North Vietnamese shore batteries. 

He was discharged in May, 1969 as an E-5.

After his discharge Zero held many jobs, from driving a cab in San Diego to working for NASA at the tracking station on Kauai. While with NASA he worked on the first nine Shuttle missions.

Now Zero has settled in on his piece of ridge in central West Virginia. He does a little consulting work with computers, and some minor web work for friends.

Zero has been Blogging since 2004, and recently migrated (mostly) from Live Journal to Blogspot [Click here -- BF.] He participated in the Kerry Lied rally in DC and is preparing to help Larry Bailey unseat Murtha this fall. 


Zero has resigned from Old War Dogs effective 2007.01.21
and now posts at Veteran-American Voices.




  
 
 

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CSM Pendry, J. D.
U. S. Army 1971-1999

See all of J.D.'s Old War Dogs post in one place here.

At JD's request I'm replacing the bio information that was here with the following copy of the About post from his site:

I am a native West Virginian.  I retired from the Army on September 30, 1999.  I’m not a war hero.  My views are conservative, pro-defense and pro Soldier. 

My first line leadership book, The Three-Meter Zone: Common Sense Leadership for NCOs was released by Presidio Press in April, 1999.  Random House purchased Presidio and now TMZ is under the Ballatine label.  If you have a copy, thanks.

The Three Meter Zone: Common Sense Leadership.
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The Three Meter Zone provides a comprehensive yet easy to follow review of several fundamental leadership principles for non-commissioned officers (NCO). Not only is the book a work of art, but also it has functional value for today's NCO. The author addresses the principles of NCO leadership via personal and professional experiences, quotations from political and military leaders, historical military accounts, and extracts from US Army field manuals. Command Sergeant Major Pendry, USA, presents the material in such a way that NCOs in any military service can easily use it to take care of their people and accomplish the mission.

The book is essential reading for the junior, midlevel, and senior NCO, offering a practical prescription for tackling leadership issues in the twenty-first century. The author candidly discloses personal experiences--each striking anecdote lends clarity and realism to leadership concepts such as selfless service, integrity, trust, and confidence. In a sense, Pendry invites the reader into a very natural discussion about leadership philosophy, one that underlies the NCO's role as mentor, disciplinarian, motivator, and communicator. He declares that an NCO's influence is indispensable to the character and growth of the military organization, insisting that the NCO is the backbone of the US armed forces. ...


Sgt. Pahl, Anthony W., OAM
Royal Australian Air Force, 1967-1988
Vietnam: 9 Squadron RAAF
June 1969 to June 1970 - Helicopter Gunner
Malaysia: August 1973 - July 1976
Current Status: Retired with 100% war disability pension   

See all of Anthony's Old War Dogs post in one place here.

Anthony enlisted in the Royal Australian Air Force in December 1967 as an Airfield Defence Guard and was posted to Vietnam in June 1969, originally with No 1 Operational Support Unit at Vung Tau where he was mainly tasked with airfield security, perimeter patrols and perimeter maintenance. Included in this period was an attachment to No 1 Australian Reinforcement Unit with the Australian Army in Nui Dat. In August 1969 he applied for and was accepted as a helicopter gunner with No. 9 Squadron RAAF based out of Vung Tau and working out of Nui Dat. In the succeeding 10 months, until repatriation in June 1970, he few a total of 650 hours on "Slicks" and "Gunships".

During his 20 years service, Anthony was stationed on many Australian bases including Richmond, Edinburgh, Hobart, Laverton, Point Cook, Amberley, and Support Command in Melbourne. He also spent 3 years in Butterworth, Malaysia from 1973 to 1976. He remained in the RAAF until January 1988 but is now retired through ill health.

Since creating the IWVPA website in January 2001, its development and maintenance has been his means of remaining an active participant in society. On Australia Day, January 26, 2006, fellow Australians honoured Anthony with the Medal of the Order of Australia "for service to veterans through the International War Veterans Poetry Archives".

Anthony's blog post here contains additional background information many may find of interest.

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SP/4 Page, William B.
U.S. Army 1971-'73
Viet Nam 1971- '72
1st Air Cav Div (AM), 3rd Bde (Sep),
B 2/5th Cav & D 1/12th Cav
1st ID 1972 - '73, CSC 1/2 Inf, Ft. Riley, KS.
Inactive Reserves '73 - '77 (one activation - Ft. Drum, NY)
   

See all of William's Old War Dogs post in one place here.

William "1stCav" Page volunteered for the Army at 17 after high school. 11B/C Infantry. Assigned to 1st Cav, 3rd Bde (Separate),  2/5th Cav Rgt., Co. B. in Viet Nam, he served in that unit in MR III until it stood down. He was then reassigned to 1/12th Cav Rgt., Co D, in MR II (Central Highlands, the only Infantry line company in the region and directly OPCON to Mr. John Paul Vann, Second Regional Assistance Group (SRAG) from the 1st Air Cav.

Elements of D 1/12th Cav were assigned various task during the Easter Offensive of 1972. Some were assigned with American Advisors (Adv. Teams  21, 22, 23, 36, etc) to differing bases and locations. William was in the Tan Canh/Dak To AO when ARVN 22nd Div had to abandon those facilities due to tank assaults from elements of two NVA Divisions. He was later chosen for 'Task Force Salvo', a small unit of then new jeep mounted TOW Missiles, and was with the group (82nd Abn TOW gunners) that first killed NVA tanks with the then new ground TOW at Kontum AO 15/16 May 1972.

After fulfilling his Army obligation William graduated from Auburn University in 1978, BS Bus. He worked for Int. Paper as a plant scheduler and in sales for 3 years, then left for the oilfield and hired on with Schlumberger as a Measurements While Drilling (MWD) Systems Engineer, and was later promoted Health Safety and Environmental Manager in Houston. He worked in East Coast Arctic (Davis Strait), Venezuela, and delivered a paper at The Hague, Netherlands in 1991. Other authorship included articles for 'Oilfield Review'.

William started an oilfield service company in 1992 and sold it in 2003. He is currently researching Viet Nam War military history.
    


William has resigned from Old War Dogs effective
2007.01.21 and now posts at Veteran-American Voices.


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SP/4 Mellinger, George M.
U. S. Army 1969-1970
Viet Nam October 1969-October 1970
39 Engineer Bn, 18 Engineer Brigade
Texas Army National Guard 1971-1972    

See all of George's Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

George Mellinger received a BA in Psychology in 1968 and began graduate school, but enlisted in the Army in 1969 as the one acceptable way to avoid the draft. His primary MOS was 12B20 Combat Engineer, but in Vietnam he served as battalion Kit Carson Scout handler and then as a line squad member, before being REMFed back to the company motor pool. After ETS, he worked for the Veterans Administration for seven years before returning to school to study history. He also volunteered for a year in the Texas Army National Guard. As a history student he specialized in Russian History, in which he is ABD, and also studied Early Islamic History; all his degrees are from the University of Minnesota. He has taught at university level, and is the editor/author of two academic volumes on the Soviet armed forces and the author of four (and counting) commercial books on Soviet Aviation history.  He continues to follow military matters, particularly Russian/ex-Soviet, and hopes to die “on duty” at his keyboard. He is also hated on the web under the screen name Rurik.


Rurik has been a frequent contributor to Small Town Veteran, where he introduced himself to STV readers with this post. Click here to see the entire STV Rurik collection.


George has resigned from Old War Dogs effective
2007.01.21 and now posts at Veteran-American Voices.


SGT (E-5) Krupienski, Robert
U.S Army 1961-1964, 1964-1967

See all of Bob's Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

Bob spent 6 years on active duty with the Army starting in February of 1961, taking his basic at Ft Leonard Wood, Missouri. They had wooden barracks and coal burning furnaces for heat and hot water back then. From there he went to a Nike Missile base northwest of Cincinnati (D Btry, 5th Msl Bn, 56th Arty, Oxford, Ohio). That was his duty station for his first enlistment, which ended in February of 1964.

After Bob was discharged he bummed around the country for a while with no real plans for the future, then re-enlisted in late 1964. Upon re-enlistment Bob was assigned to Brooke Medical Center for Med Records training. During his training he learned that his father was terminally ill so he requested a compassionate assignment to the Chicago area. The request was taking forever. Finally, his brother got hold of a powerful Chicago Alderman and within days Bob was at his duty assignment at the 5th Army HQ in Chicago, at 51st and Hyde Park near the Museum of Science and Industry. He was there about a year.

From there Bob went to Korat, Thailand and was assigned to the 31st Field Hospital which was part of the 9th Logistics Command. As the end of he assignment came near I requested and got a 6 month extension . That put him back in the states with less than 3 months to go so he got an early out.

Bob is currently working for a engineering firm in downtown Chicago. He has been with them for 30 years and spent 25 of those years at job sites during construction. They are in the power industry.

Bob tells me:

I am sure I am not the only one who, as we reach our twilight years, has found the need to re-connect with people from out military days. The need became stronger for me beginning March of 2007. I, and around 30,000 other vets and supporters went to DC to keep Hanoi Jane and her followers away from the Vietnam War Memorial. I met a lot of vets there but none from my old units. That was also the time I decided to join the Patriot Guard Riders. Yep, even at my age I ride a motorcycle.

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SSGT King, Lloyd A.
U.S Army 1967-1973, 1986-1992
1st Squad, 2nd Platoon, Bravo Company,
2nd Battalion, 327th Infantry Regiment, 1st Brigade,
101st Airborne Division Airmobile
Republic of South Vietnam, 1968 - 1969

See all of Lloyd's Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

Lloyd A. King, Jr. was born in the rural town of Batavia in western New York State.  Lloyd graduated high school in Sweetwater, Texas and attended college at Philadelphia College of Art in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania majoring in Industrial Design with a minor in Fine Arts.

Lloyd's many aspirations were put on hold in 1967 during the Vietnam War when he was drafted into the U.S. Army.  Lloyd served as a non-commissioned officer in the infantry with the 101st Airborne Division-Airmobile during 1968 and 1969, the two worst years of the war.

Following Vietnam, Lloyd worked in the Oil and Gas Industry for twenty-eight years retiring as a Director of Safety and Training.  In conjunction with his notable career, he lived in nine states and traveled to numerous foreign countries.  He and his wife live in Lafayette, Louisiana, which he refers to as his adoptive Cajun hometown. 

Lloyd began delving into the world of creative writing as a combat infantry soldier in 1968.  He penned his emotions, experiences, and the sights and sounds of war in the form of poetic vignettes while in the jungles of South Vietnam.  He described the things he couldn’t tell his family back home.

Thirty years after surviving Vietnam, Lloyd decided to tell his family about his experiences, but he couldn’t verbalize events that still haunt him today like the rage of a fierce thunderstorm.  On July 28, 1998, he began a literary mission to tell others what the war was like…hoping that his family and friends would understand the war and better understand Lloyd as well.

Lloyd considers himself very blessed to be alive.  Wounded twice, he experienced many of life’s terrible adversities firsthand…and somehow survived.  Through seeing death, fear, killing, and atrocity, he learned about his own mental and physical capabilities and limitations.

(Click here to read more.)


Lloyd has resigned from the Old War Dogs pack effective 2008.02.28

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Gene is entitled to wear 2 Oak Leaf Clusters on his Presidential Unit Citation and two stars on his Europe/Africa/ Middle East Campaign Ribbon. The webmaster has so far been unable to locate suitable artwork. 

Sgt. Harrison, Gene
Hq 1st Bn 254 Inf 63 Div
United States Army
"Death before Defeat"

See all of Gene's Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

"Gene Harrison" is the nom de guerre of a WW II veteran who served in Europe with Hq 1st Bn, 254th Inf, 63rd Infantry Division from Aug 1943 to June 1945, and then with SHAEF until April 1946. His regiment was attached to the First French Army for the Colmar campaign.  He and his battalion were awarded the Croix de Guerre by General Charles de Gaulle.

The 63rd made the first break in the Siegfried Line near Ensheim Germany, where Sgt Harrison received a Bronze Star for gallantry in action on March 19, 1945. When the war in Europe ended, a chance meeting of an old friend resulted in his transfer to SHAEF Signal Corps, where he served with General George S. Patton, Jr., until Patton’s death in December 1945.

On his return to Com Z he used the GI bill to train up through the PhD. That degree opened various faculty appointments in several Ivy League universities. His CV boasts more than 100 publications, including original work in peer-reviewed journals and several widely quoted books. He is, without question, a blot on the “liberal,” academic landscape.

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GMG3 Gardner, Steven M.
U. S. Navy Feb. 1965 to Feb. 1971
Vietnam Service: 1966-1967 Cam Ranh Bay,
1968 – 1969 An Toi , Cat Lo, Vung Tau

   "Other than 3months in GMG A school and 4 months aboard the USS Nereus AS-17 the rest of my time was spent in the Republic of Vietnam aboard  Three different divisions of Coastal Squadron 1."

See all of Steve's Old War Dog posts in one place here.

Foregunner_1 Steve Gardner, known in some circles as "the tenth brother," served in the U. S. Navy from 1965 to 1971, spending almost the entire time patrolling the rivers and canals of Viet Nam as a swift boat crewman, including 2.5 months as John Kerry's gunner on PCF 44. He came home to raise 3 loving children and 4 loving grandchildren, whom he visits as often as he can get to Cincinnati. He worked and ran boat dealerships in three different states prior to the Kerry wars, after which he spent two years out of work; the company he's now with hired him knowing all about his background and he now covers three states and loves what he's doing.


SSgt (E-5) Faith, Billy D.
USAF 1970 - 1974, USAFR 1974-1975
Viet Nam, 1971-1972
(14th, 8th Aerial Port SQs, PACAF)

See all of Bill's Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

In the spring of '70, with American troops in Cambodia, National Guardsmen at Kent State and hundreds of long haired smelly people running around with "If you aren't part of the solution you're part of the problem" signs Bill Faith decided college just didn't seem "relevant" any more and enlisted in the Air Force. After training and a few months at Kelly AFB to practice what he'd been taught, Bill arrived at Cam Ranh Bay Air Base in November of '71 for six months of shuffling papers around trying to look busy. When the air base was shut down as a result of Congressionally mandated troop cuts right in the middle of the NVA's spring offensive, Bill was reassigned to Ton Son Nhut Air Base in Saigon for 90 days Delay Enroute on the way home. Tired of shuffling papers, he volunteered at that point for the 8th Aerial Port Squadron's Mobility (Bare Base) Team and got an opportunity to do some site-seeing in such beautiful exotic places as Cam Ranh Bay (where the Mob team was the only Air Force presence; the base was shut down, remember?), Qui Nhon (likewise) and Kontum (where there'd never been a real air base to begin with). The highlight of Bill's Viet Nam experience was not dying at Kontum. After Viet Nam, Bill spent several boring months looking busy at Bergstrom AFB waiting for his ETS date.

When he returned to civilian life the GI Bill made it possible for Bill to spend two years at the University of Texas, earning a BSEE with Highest Honors degree in 1976, and later an MEEE degree from UT Arlington. After stints with Motorola in Fort Worth, Emerson Electric in St. Louis, and Rockwell International in Cedar Rapids, Bill was given an opportunity to "explore his interests in other areas" when Defense Secretary Cheney told Congress it would be OK to cut the defense budget a little and Congress overreacted. After a few months of odd jobs and freelance computer programming Bill settled into a technical support role, first spending 8 months answering a Microsoft telephone and later at an "outsourcing" contractor which provided technical support for several major PC and peripheral manufacturers. When Bill's health problems became worse about the same time someone realized Indians can answer email and some Canadians sound American enough to answer the phone, Bill entered early retirement. The VA considers Bill "Totally and Permanently Disabled" (non-Service Connected) and sends him just barely enough money to survive on every month. To the extent his health permits, between occasional trips to Ft. Worth to visit his daughter and grandson he spends the bulk of his time surfing the web and blogging. Prior to becoming webmaster for Old War Dogs, Bill blogged at Small Town Veteran, and before that at In Bill's World. *** Update: Bill is also now blogging at an OWD satellite site, Bill's Bites.

Sgt Dog, Gray
USAF 1970 – 1974, USAFR 1974 – 1976
5008th Tactical Support Squadron, Elmendorf AFB, AK
3902nd Air Base Wing, SAC HQ, Offutt AFB, NE

See all of The Gray Dog's
Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

The Gray Dog was born in West Virginia but grew up in the Detroit area.  After graduating high school in 1969 with a student deferment in hand, he entered Wayne State University as a Music Major.  After a sudden illness in his second semester forced him to withdraw from classes, the Selective Service saw fit to reclassify him 1A.  With a low lottery number and a new draft status, Mike decided to be proactive and enlist in the Air Force in July 1970.  His hopes of becoming an Air Traffic Controller were dashed when he didn’t pass the vision test, thus the Air Force armed him computer training and shipped him off to Alaska.

At Elmendorf AFB all newly arrived airmen were assigned to a Security Police Augmentee Team. So when he wasn’t defending the country from behind a computer console, The Gray Dog was issued an M16 and walked guard duty during the long Alaskan nights.  Two years later he was reassigned to SAC HQ at Offutt AFB, NE.  There, he was an Operations Supervisor assigned to the 3902 Air Base Wing.

After leaving the Air Force, The Gray Dog remained in the computer industry as a mainframe software developer which he still does today, making him a dinosaur in the industry.

In 2004, with the maniacal rants Michael Moore and John Kerry proliferating through the air waves, The Gray Dog decided to add his voice to the conservative blogs that were springing up throughout the country by starting his web site and assisting and contributing to his son’s site, IHateJohnKerry.net.  He  also was a contributor at Reject Liberalism and it was also during this time that he began regular correspondence with Old War Dog Jim Bartimus.    The Gray Dog and Jim became fast electronic pen-pals and contributed frequently at each others site.  The Gray Dog has recently resurrected his own fine site, The Gray Dog


Del is entitled to wear a V for Valor device on his Navy Commendation Ribbon. The webmaster has so far been unable to locate suitable artwork.

Cpl. Del Vecchio, R. J.
U.S. Marine Corps 1966 - 1968

See all of Del's Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

When R. J. Del Vecchio entered the Marines in 1966 the Marine Corps decided to make use of his BS and MS in chemistry and assigned him to a Photography MOS. He spent from Dec '67 to Nov '68 in Viet Nam, working as a Combat Photographer for the 1st Marine Division, based in Da Nang, and traveled over most of I Corps, from An Hoa in the southern tip to Hue most of the way north. Many of his photographs are in the National Archives, College Park, MD.

After his service in Vietnam, Del continued working in the field of chemistry and became a pro-veteran activist using his experience and knowledge of the conflict in SE Asia. His book, Whitewash/Blackwash: Myths of the Viet Nam War, co-authored with Mr. Bill Laurie, explodes many of the major myths of the Vietnam War. Now active in veteran circles, also Director of a charity for disabled ARVN vets suffering still in Viet Nam, been back there twice in the last 15 months to find and help them. He is also a regular lecturer in high schools and colleges on the history of the war.

Learn more about Whitewash/Blackwash, including ordering information, here. Learn more about The Vietnam Healing Foundation, which Del directs, here. Click here and here while you're at it.


MSgt (E-7) Craig, Bobbie
USANG 1973-1976, 1982-2004
Desert Shield, Desert Storm 1990-1991
Various periods of Active Duty 1973-2004

See all of Bobbie's Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

("Bobbie Craig" is the nom de blog of a retired Air National Guard NCO who prefers to keep her real identity secret for reasons the webmaster knows and considers perfectly valid.)

As the daughter of a career Army man, it was a family joke that whatever "Bobbie" grew up to be, it would be in the Army. Years later, Bobbie was expecting to pursue a career in federal law enforcement and found that the competition usually included military police experience. In order to keep up, in spite of the fact that we were in the midst of a serious conflict in a little place called Viet Nam, Bobbie tried to enlist, but insisted that it would be for military police training. The Air National Guard finally called and said that they could guarantee her a slot in that career field. So, it was off to Lackland for basic and SP training in 1973. That was the beginning of a very satisfying career with the ANG, to include interesting trips to some fascinating places in a wide variety of assignments.

Special memories for Bobbie include being one of the first 4 women to graduate from USAF Law Enforcement technical training (back in the day when women were not issued combat boots. Ever done the low crawl in regular shoes, guys?); packing C-130's for deployment all over the world in support of every imaginable contingency; riding those hulking birds all over the world, wearing out 5 laptops doing load plans during Desert Storm, printing the final ones to get the units home with no screen; and getting to drive to DC on 9-12-01 to support operations there.

After retirement in the spring of 2004 it was Bobbie's honor to stand with other veterans who opposed the lunacy of Kerry running for the presidency. That group continues operations in opposition to the Idiots for Peace as they work to undermine all the sacrifices we have made.

CPT Briscoe, Shane
U.S. Army, 1971-1976

2/34 Armor, Ft. Carson
4th Infantry Division Headquarters, Ft. Carson
1/77 Armor, Ft. Carson
2nd Armored Cavalry Regiment, Nuremberg

See all of Shane's Old War Dogs posts in one place here.

Shane Briscoe is the pseudonym (for purely business reasons) for a West Point graduate (Class of ’71) and former Army Captain who, though he signed up at the height of Vietnam, ended up missing combat altogether.

The son of an Army officer (we call them “Brats”), Shane grew up on Army Posts around the world, from Germany to Hawaii and in between.  He sought nomination to West Point with the goal in mind of a military career, but such was not to be.

“Vietnam changed the Army, and not for the better,” Shane says.  “Fighting a war with one hand tied behind your back and no strategy for clear victory will do that to any army.  Having said that, I thank my West Point classmates and everyone else who stayed in and fixed things so that we have the professional, dedicated, lethally effective force we have today.”

Commissioned an Armor officer, Shane served as a Platoon Leader and Executive Officer in two Fort Carson tank units and later at 4th Infantry Division Headquarters as a Public Affairs and Information Officer (“I was setting myself up for civilian employment”) before being posted to Germany in 1974.  “My Dad always told me volunteering was bad luck, but I wanted a short tour so I could be in the United States to find a civilian job when my commitment expired in 1976; I volunteered for Vietnam first, and then Korea.  They told me, ‘Lieutenant, you’re on orders for Germany,’ and that was that.”

Shane was assigned to the 2nd Armored Cavalry Regiment, the oldest regiment on continuous active service in the U.S. Army.  Its mission at the time:  Patrol the southern sector of the East German Border, along with the Czech Border as the very frontline NATO force.  "In other words, we were the tripwire tasked with delaying the Warsaw Pact until our heavy divisions could organize.  Gen. Tommy Franks of Iraq War fame was a fellow regimental staff officer."

Leaving the military in June 1976, Shane went into corporate public affairs, serving first as speechwriter for the chairman of a major utility company before finding his true calling in the oil business in 1980.  He now works as a senior executive with an international oil and gas company headquartered in Houston.

“There is nothing more important than fighting and winning the War on Terror,” Shane believes.  “This is World War III and the stakes are every bit as high as in World War II, the American Civil War and our Revolution.  The rest of the world is too decadent and too socialist (same thing) to recognize it, but this war is also a fundamental clash of civilizations—the modern, Judeo-Christian, human-justice forces of Western Civilization against barbarians, pseudo-religious zealots stuck in the Middle Ages with no morals and, more important, no restrictions on their behavior.  Winning this war, and winning it decisively, is the only option.  It is the challenge of our age and a life or death struggle for our way of life.”


Shane also has his own blog at AyesRight.



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LTC (Ret.) Bossi, Karl R.
Enlisted, U.S. Air Force Reserve 1959 – 1962
(94th Troop Carrier Wing - Hanscom AFB, Bedford, MA)
Officer, U.S. Air Force 1962 – 1982
(Japan, Vietnam, Spain, Turkey, U.S.)

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The youngest of three brothers, Karl Bossi was born and raised in Boston in the predominantly Irish section of Dorchester, a few years prior to the start of World War II. His brothers served in the USAF but Bossi chose to make the military a career. He could never know that the C-119 flying boxcars he supported as an airman would one day fly combat missions as AC-119 Gunships from his base in Vietnam.

As a nuclear weapons/conventional weapons maintenance officer and later an Explosive Ordnance Disposal (EOD) officer, Bossi worked in various squadron-level and staff assignments. He managed nuclear and conventional weapons operations, performed operational testing of new weapons, led a munitions squadron in Spain, advised the Turkish Air Force, and directed nuclear weapons stockpile activities. In 1968 after graduating from the Navy EOD School in Indian Head, MD, Bossi volunteered for Vietnam and was assigned to the 14th Special Operations Wing at Nha Trang Air Base. As the officer in charge of the EOD Team he gained first-hand knowledge of Viet Cong bombs, bullets, and booby traps.

In 1982 Bossi retired at Kirtland AFB, Albuquerque, New Mexico as the Chief, Maintenance and Quality Assurance Division, Field Command Defense Nuclear Agency. He landed a position there as an aerospace logistic engineer at Sperry Flight Systems, later Honeywell Defense Avionics Systems Division. Over the next 15 years Bossi contributed to many key defense avionics programs involving the B-1B bomber, OH-58D helicopter, F-117 stealth fighter and C-17 transport aircraft.

Bossi holds graduate degrees in counseling and guidance and procurement management and is a published writer and author of a 5-star memoir, entitled Just Call Me Moose. Bossi's articles with photos have appeared in the Albuquerque Journal, Albuquerque Tribune, Albuquerque Business Journal, New Mexico Magazine and the nationally syndicated Country Woman Magazine.

Learning conservative principles started early for him. Fifty years ago as the Editor of the Yearbook at Boston Technical High School, Bossi ended the prologue with these words: “May God grant us strength to surmount the obstacles which lie ahead in a world made difficult by conflicting philosophies and aggressive governments.” Today every American must fully grasp the consequences of failing to win the war on terrorism. The Old War Dogs who launched this website understand.


Karl has announced his resignation from the Old War Dogs site effective 2006.10.22.

SP/4 Bartimus, James R.
U.S. Army 1970-1973
Vietnam June 71-March 72
102nd Engr Co. 815th Engr Bn Camp Dillard
Co E, 1st Engr Bn, 1st Inf Div Ft. Riley, Ks.

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Jim Bartimus was born and raised on a farm in the hills of Illinois. He enlisted in the Army during his junior year in high school. He was trained as a crawler tractor operator (62E20) with the combat engineers at Ft Leonard Wood. From there he went to NCO schooling for senior operators and was deployed to Viet Nam in 1971 as a SP/5 with the 102nd Engineers CS at Camp Dillard in the central highlands near Da Lat. The mission at hand was to build QL-20, a main corridor to the southern part of the country. This was a full circle operation with rock crushers, asphalt plant and an off compound rock quarry. The sergeant running the drilling and blast crew in the quarry rotated out and Jim replaced him after learning the tricks of the trade. He received his hard stripe E-5 ranking with an MOS for quarrymen (62G30) and also did the EOD work when required. Using time delay caps on 200 shot patterns with between 2000 and 3000 lb of TNT you can pretty much pile the rock anywhere you want it, and we were good at it. Those three steps are still in the side of that hill and will be forever. The 102nd was slated to stand down in 72 and some of the upper echelon changes didn’t seem to agree with those that were working off compound in the real war zone. (long story).  JB got demoted to SP/4 and was replaced with an E-6 and continued with his work in the quarry. The day he held that badly wounded mans (Sgt Roher’s) head in his lap shielding his eyes from the sun will never be forgotten. He ran a track drill over a booby-trapped 81mm mortar round that was meant for me. We also lost the life of an old papasan that day that was very dear to me. I will never forget the Vietnamese friends that I had over there and the compassion we had for them. They weren't all the enemy.

Jim rotated back to Ft. Riley Kansas in March of 72 after the 102nd stood down and was assigned to Co E 1st Engr Bn 1st Inf Div, which was a floating bridge unit.

After leaving the military Jim returned to Illinois and married a nice Irish girl, and worked as a mechanic in the automotive and the trucking industry. He accepted a position in Texas doing engine (irrigation) rebuilds & machine work and spent 12 years working there and raising their son in a good environment.

JB is back in Illinois now and works for one of the largest independent oil field operators working the Illinois basin. His current job is process management and control stuff and taking care of the onsite 3 Megawatt power generation facilities and doing computer work and web authoring after hours for entertainment.


Jim is also the proprietor of the fine Fractured Fairy Tales site.



Capt. (O-6) Bailey, Larry
U.S. Navy 1962-1990

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A native of East Texas, where he graduated from Marshall High School and Stephen F. Austin State College, Larry Bailey was raised on a dairy farm, where he milked an estimated 300,000 Holsteins and Jerseys. Upon graduation from college, he went to Navy Officer Candidate School and was commissioned an ensign in 1962.  After a less-than-stellar eight months as a destroyer sailor, he volunteered for Underwater Demolition Training at Little Creek, Virginia, and graduated therefrom in January 1964.  After spending a year at UDT-22, he transferred to SEAL Team TWO, where he spent the next three years.  Among his deployments at that command were combat tours to the Dominican Republic and Viet Nam.

Larry's 27-year Navy career saw him stationed in Panama, Bolivia, Scotland, the Philippines, and Viet Nam, in addition to various stateside postings, which included Little Creek, VA; Coronado, CA; and Ft. Bragg, NC.  He commanded Naval Special Warfare Unit TWO in Machrihanish, Scotland, and Naval Special Warfare Center in Coronado.  He retired from the US Special Operations Command in 1990.

Since retirement, Larry has worked as a consultant, speechwriter, fundraiser, and general gad-about.  His most notable activities included presiding over Vietnam Vets for the Truth, which campaigned against John Kerry in 2004, and over Vets for the Truth, which unsuccessfully tried to deny John Murtha a 17th term in Congress.

Larry and his wife Judy are the parents of two adult children: Tucker and Hallie.





Arch is entitled to wear an Oak Leaf Cluster on his Distinguished Flying Cross and 10 Oak Leaf Clusters on his Air Medal. The webmaster has so far been unable to locate suitable artwork.

Major Arthur, Arch
U.S. Air Force 1967-1987

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Arch Arthur was born in Birmingham, Alabama – the son of an infantry lieutenant who was wounded in Normandy, and again on the first day of the Battle of the Bulge, then gave his life for his country in April 1945. Two years later, Arch's mother married a career naval officer who spent WWII island-hopping the Pacific as a Seabee.

His family moved from Gulfport to Guam, Washington DC, Boston, New York and Norfolk. Arch attended public schools and two military academies, graduating from high school in Newport RI. He earned a BA in Asian Studies at the University of Oklahoma and married Judith Kennedy – the daughter of a retired artillery officer.

In 1967, 2LT Arthur graduated USAF officer training school. He attended undergraduate navigator training and the F4 aircrew training course before volunteering for South East Asia. He was assigned to Homestead AFB, FL.

In 1971 while TDY to Phu Cat, he got orders to the 366 Tactical Fighter Wing at DaNang AB, RVN. During his tour, he flew 164 ½ combat missions.

During the 1972 Eastertide Offensive Arch flew Linebacker and strike missions. As a Stormy Forward Air Controller, he and Cisco, his aircraft commander, made 7 passes on a SA-2 site the North Vietnamese set up just south of the DMZ. A site across the border fired five missiles; they saw three. The fourth detonated just below their aircraft. Both engines caught fire and stuck in full afterburner. Flight controls failed crossing the beach and the nose pitched up. As the aircraft slowed to 450 knots, they both ejected and parasailed about 1 Km feet wet. NVA artillery shot at their rafts for half an hour until HH-53s from the 33 ARRS rescued them. After recuperating for 10 days, he returned to Stormy.

After Vietnam, he was assigned to 58 TTW at Luke AFB, teaching aircrews to operate the F4C. In 1975, he moved to Clark AB, Philippines in an operational test and evaluation unit – the 1st Test Squadron. In 1978 he served in the 4th TFW at Seymour-Johnson AFB, NC.

After 13 years in the cockpit, he accepted an overseas assignment as a US military-political affairs officer in Central America. Returning to CONUS in 1981 with three overseas tours, he finished his career as a staff officer in Air Defense Weapons Center at Tyndall AFB, FL. From concept to operational status, Arthur was responsible for three major range improvement programs – formation drone control, vector scoring and telemetry relay.

Before retiring in 1987, Major Arthur had earned the Distinguished Flying Cross for heroism and another for extraordinary achievement, the Purple Heart, the Air Medal with 11 oak leaf clusters and other citations. He held aeronautical rating of Master Navigator and a Top Secret SBI clearance.

After retiring from the Air Force, Mr. Arthur accepted an executive position with LTV Aerospace and Defense – Missiles and Electronics Group/Sierra Research Division in Buffalo, NY. At Sierra, he was program manager and product line manager of avionics with full profit-loss, orders, sales and performance responsibility for $100 M in active US DoD, foreign military and commercial contracts. In 1999, he was promoted to director of business development, marketing wideband time space position information technology.

In 2004, Arch accepted early retirement and founded his own defense electronics firm. In December 2006, he moved from Buffalo to a rural town south of Birmingham.

(Unit patches pending)

OST-6 "Antimedia"
U.S. Navy 1968-1974

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Antimedia served in SOSUS, which was secret but has now been declassified.  His entire service was shore-based - one year and three months in training, two years and nine months in Cape Hatteras, NC and two years in Newfoundland, Canada.


Antimedia also has a great blog of his own, Media Lies.

Sgt. Andrew, Martin
Royal Australian Air Force, 1977-2005

International Military Liaison Darwin
October 1999 – July 2000

RMAF Base Butterworth
July 1982 – November 1984

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Martin Andrew is an Aussie ring in.  Best known for his GI Zhou Newsletter and his contributions to the Jamestown Foundation's China Brief he spent 28 years in the Royal Australian Air force rising to the rank of Sergeant.   A dedicated REMF or Pogue, postings during his career included Malaysia where he received an Australian Service Medal for liver abuse and getting married, and eleven and half years in the Northern Territory. The highlight of his career was being an International Military Liaison Officer from October 1999 to July 2000 in Darwin, during Australia's involvement in East Timor the first time.  He worked as a liaison officer with elements from various forces including the Jordanian Special Forces, South Korean Rangers, Irish Rangers, Canadian Defence Force and the Fijian Defence Force.

Martin holds a Masters Degree in Asian Studies and has been to Harvard University as a Research Affiliate on North Asia.  His contributions will be in the area of North Asia, modern weaponry notably infantry weapons ,and modern warfare.  He was trained in many small arms during soujourns to Fabrique Nationale and Heckler and Koch in the 1980s and travelled extensivelly around East Malaysia, Singapore and Brunei from 1991 to 2003 collecting much information about the region for his university research. 

He looks forward to contributing to the Old War Dogs but acknowledges he is a pup - he owns a half Staffordshire Terrier/half Australian Red Heeler who is his best friend and companion.


Martin Andrew has resigned from the Old War Dogs site effective 23 Nov 2006.





Gary is entitled to wear 3 Oak Leaf Clusters on his Air Medal, 1 Silver and 1 Bronze OLC on his Air Force Good Conduct Medal, 2 OLCs on his Army Good Conduct Medal, 1 Silver and 1 Bronze OLC on his Air Force Longevity Medal and 3 OLCs on his Outstanding Unit Award ribbon. The webmaster has so far been unable to locate suitable artwork.

SMSGT Adams, Gary ("Boomer")
U.S. Air Force 1956-1986

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Gary was born and raised in Ashland, Wisconsin, on the shore of Lake Superior (some call it Gitcheegumee). He enlisted on June 12, 1956 upon graduation from high school.  Basic training was at Parks AFB, Pleasanton, CA and was one of the very last classes before the base was closed and all basic training moved to Lackland AFB, TX. 

Gary's first assignment was to be Itazuke AB, Japan.  He departed Oakland by ship (MSTS M.M. Patrick) and spent 17 days, three days in a typhoon, enroute to Yokohama, Japan.  At Tachikawa his assignment was changed to Kadena AB, Okinawa where he spent the next four years (Dec 56 - Dec 60).  While there he met his Miss Okinawa in 1958 in the Airman's Club. Gary comments: "It took three months of trying to get her attention before she finally spoke to me and three more to get her to go on a movie date". They were married on March 16, 1959 and have one son (48), one daughter (46), eight grandchildren and one great-granddaughter who lives with them.

Other assignments:  Fairchild AFB, Spokane, WA (Dec 60 - Sep 64), Pease AFB, Portsmouth, NH (Sep 64 - May 66), Ching Chuan Kang AB, Taichung, Taiwan (May 66 - Jun 67), Travis AFB, Fairfield, CA (Jun 67 - Dec 70), Grissom AFB, Peru, IN 9 (Dec 70 - May 72), a second tour at Kadena AB, Okinawa (May 72 - May 80) and finally Andersen AFB, Guam in May 1980 where SMSGT Adams assumed the position of his career as Chief Boomer, Pacific Tanker Task Force.  He retired on March 1, 1986.

Gary logged 212 combat support missions (800+ hours) in Southeast Asia during the Vietnam conflict.  Notable historical events he participated in:  Frequent Wind (the withdrawal from Vietnam) - flew 12 hour communication relay sorties on the last two days, 29 and 30 April 1975. He also participated in 8 of the 11 days in December 1972 during Linebacker II when the B-52's conducted an intensive 11 day bombing of North Vietnam.  An unforgettable 11 days it was.

After Gary retired he was hired by Pacific Stars & Stripes as the Guam Area Manager.  He held that position until he resigned in December 1989.  Gary is now 100% retired and stays home to take care of his many canine friends and play with his great-granddaughter who will someday be a pilot and take him for a space ride (she already loves airplanes).


Webmaster's note: This post may change as time goes on without being re-dated. I'm still looking for better pictures of some of the ribbons and badges, and the post will grow as we recruit more Old War Dogs.

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