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Sucking off the government tit…
Contributed by J D J. D. Pendry I often receive condescending email from liberals. Some of them from a gentleman who identifies himself as Will Estes. Mr. Estes, like most liberals, uses projection to attack people who do not view the world as he does. Mr. Estes believes that if everyone is looking for government handouts or as he so eloquently phrases it, sucking off the government tit, then it justifies his own desires to have someone else carry the load for him. I sent an angry, although short, response to Mr. Estes. I called him a complete idiot.
Let’s be clear on one point Will. A social program is one that provides something to someone who never contributed toward the benefit received. Welfare as an example. |
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Contributed by J D on January 28, 2009 at 01:34 PM in J D Pendry | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Wiggle your toes...
Contributed by J D J. D. Pendry We live in a changing world in more ways than many of us could even comprehend only short years ago. I expect that most people who read this electronic publication have some Internet acquaintances. Someone you met on the web and with whom you have regular electronic conversations and feel as though you have come to know them even though you have never spoken face to face. I have accumulated quite a few over the years. One of them was Bill Faith, the founder and webmaster of Old War Dogs. It was Bill and others who invited me to post at OWD. I returned from a short absence sadly to read email informing me that Bill answered the final recall following a heart attack. Bill was passionate in his beliefs and his support of Veterans and serving men and women. As God wraps his arms around you Bill, stand tall knowing that your earthly mission was completed. Now about that title. Since the day before Christmas Eve, my most prominent view has of been of an elevated foot with toes sticking out of bandages and a splint. On that day, I managed to shatter a heel bone. If you are curious, it is a major ouch. The injury required surgical reconstruction of the heel bone, which I had last week. I spent two nights in the hospital. Each time there was a shift change at the hospital, the new nurse would come in and ask me to wiggle my toes, block my view and ask me to tell her which toe she was tickling and then give me a listening to through the stethoscope. |
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Contributed by J D on January 24, 2009 at 09:36 AM in J D Pendry | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack |
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Bill Faith; My Buddy
Contributed by The Gray Dog The following was forwarded to me from Russ Vaughn. It is difficult to separate, Bill and Russ, as to who did what first to give birth to Old War Dogs. By Russ Vaughn Bill Faith was my buddy, a term that has particular meaning for those who have worn a uniform in service to this country. And though I never met him, nor even heard his voice a single time, that’s how I will remember Bill, as my buddy, someone who served alongside me through victory and defeat, through thick and thin, but who always could be counted on to stand up and be counted when it counted most. I must first apologize to Bill’s family and all of you out there for being tardy in posting my thoughts on Bill’s passing. Two months ago my wife and I were abruptly thrust into the role of primary caregivers for her almost ninety-year-old parents, a responsibility which has kept both of us away from our computers and me from my blogging efforts. It was only through an email from The Gray Dog, Mike Connelly, that I learned belatedly of Bill’s death. I don’t even remember precisely when Bill and I became acquainted, just that it was sometime after John Kerry became the Democrat frontrunner in 2004 and this old Vietnam vet, like millions of my brothers, swore to do everything in my power to prevent that traitor from ever becoming commander in chief. Scott Swett, at Wintersoldier blog, first began posting my anti-Kerry rants, which were then picked up by the Freepers and spread to other like-minded sites. Shortly thereafter I received an email from Bill, telling me he would like to post my pieces at his Small Town Veteran blog. As soon as I visited the site, I knew I had found an ally, one who quickly became a long-distance friend and a valued editor of my sometimes rough expositions. When Kerry was defeated in November 2004, Bill and I, like all our Vietnam veteran brothers who had fought to keep Kerry out of the presidency, were exhilarated and felt that at last we had been exonerated. In sharing that victory, we became buddies, and the bond became even stronger in the summer of 2006 when Bill became webmaster of our new blog, Old War Dogs, which may have been my brainstorm but was Bill’s baby from the outset. He built the pen and the doghouse from scratch and fed and watered that pup every day. And like most proud papas, he could get quickly cantankerous if he felt like someone was mistreating his dog, including me. Bill kept OWD up and running all through this last election fiasco even though, like me, he was never more than lukewarm to the idea of John McCain as our candidate. But, good soldier that he was, Bill fought the good fight right up until the bitter end. And as bitter as it was for the rest of us, his email telling me that he was going to back away from daily blogging at OWD, made me aware that my buddy was battle weary and in need of some respite. I regret not then realizing just how badly needed it was. Michelle Malkin’s farewell post to Bill includes my poem, The Sheepdogs, and I thank her for that because there was never a more dedicated Sheepdog than Bill Faith. He loved his flock, both the immediate, his family, especially his new grandbaby, and that much larger flock, his countrymen. Bill, I’m gonna miss you, Buddy. Russ Vaughn |
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Contributed by The Gray Dog on January 19, 2009 at 05:19 PM in Best of Old War Dogs, Bill Faith, Bill's Bites, Coming home, Current Affairs, Russ Vaughn | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Bill Faith - "Aim High" My Friend
Contributed by The Gray Dog *** Update Sunday January 18, 2009 *** I should have added this link to Michelle Malkin's article. Also to Uncle Jimbo's post at BlackFive. Here are a whole bunch more:
Also, Bill's sister has requested donations be made to Soldier's Angels in lieu of flowers. Finally, I am unable to approve any comments left for Bill at other posts. Some of you already have posted elsewhere. If you wish to leave a comment for Bill please do so at this article, for which I am able to approve comments for. Thank You. ********************************************** It is with a saddened heart that I just heard from another Old War Dog, Zero Ponsdorf, that Michelle Malkin reported the death of Old War Dog founder and webmaster Bill Faith. I missed a couple of opportunities this year as I traveled through Southern Illinois, to stop and meet Bill in person. This is a mistake I will regret for the rest of my life. Through an electronic introduction from another Old War Dog, Jim Bartimus, I was introduced to Bill in July of 2005. It was then that Bill extended the invitation to join the Old War Dogs Blog, and it was the first type of anything in my adult lifetime I had ever joined. Bill could be cantankerous at times, often causing a bit of dissent among the ranks. But, I know that Bill’s life centered around two things: Old War Dogs and his Grandson. His Blogging and love of America, I can speak to. His abundant love for his daughter and grandson I will leave for others. Many years later, Bill and I discovered that I had preceded him into the Air Force by a mere week back in the summer of 1970, and that most of our time at Lackland AFB and afterward at Sheppard AFB, had overlapped. That’s where the similarity ended. Bill went on to serve in Vietnam, while I defended America from the frozen moonscapes of Alaska. I think it was our same age, military branch, and the fact that we were both Illinoisans, that caused Bill to always favor my writing and give it a little boost in the Blog position each day. In fact I was often embarrassed by the favoritism. Others, such as Russ Vaughn, JD Pendry, George “Rurik” Mellinger, William “1st Cav” Page and Zero Ponsdorf knew Bill longer and perhaps better than I, although most of us have been strangers to Old War Dogs for a couple of years now. A couple of years ago, Bill had entrusted the “keys” to the Old War Dogs Site with me and Russ Vaughn. I haven’t been in contact with Russ for some time, and I’m not sure how to proceed. Old War Dogs and Small Town Veteran were 100% Bill Faith. There is a part of me that says we should keep OWD going as a tribute to Bill, yet another that says it would only be a cheap imitation. As mentioned before, Russ and JD and perhaps a few others will have more to say on the topic. In closing, I simply want to say that Bill was a patriot, a loving father and grandfather, and a clear voice for veteran’s causes throughout the blogosphere. And for me personally, he was a friend and fellow Old War Dog. I will miss him. Mike Connelly |
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Contributed by The Gray Dog on January 17, 2009 at 07:12 PM in Best of Old War Dogs, Bill Faith, Current Affairs, Patriotism, The Gray Dog, US Air Force | Permalink | Comments (15) | TrackBack |
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Family Bragging
Contributed by Bill Faith It was great to see my nephew, Captain Rob Faith, USAF, when he dropped in unexpectedly last night. He's on his way from Ft. Rucker, AL, where he just completed basic helicopter training, to Albuquerque for Huey training. From there he'll be going to Minot, ND to fly for SAC for a while. I'm not sure what they use Hueys for at Minot but I guess he'll find out when he gets there. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on January 5, 2009 at 01:36 AM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack |
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Happy 2009
Contributed by J D J. D. Pendry Entering 2009, we find that the centuries old battle between the sons of Abraham, Isaac and Ishmael, continues. The children of Isaac have endured a relentless fight for their existence against the children of Ishmael, often alone, from the beginning of human history. Ishmael, led by fanatical Mullahs and because of them, will never reconcile with Isaac. Some of us, considered the weak minded by the all knowing elitists of our world, know the roots of this epic struggle and how it ends. We have called it by many names. The war on terror is just one of the misnomers we have given it. We rarely, however, want to accept what it truly is - the epic battle between Isaac and Ishmael playing for us as if it was another of Cecil B. Demille’s Biblical productions. Whether you accept that premise or not, you must decide during this new year behind which son of Abraham you stand. There is no alternative choice for you. The fight will not leave you alone. Events, history and ideology force you to one side or the other. Isaac is defending his right to existence as I write this. Also, there are Ishmael terrorist supporting anti Isaac [anti-Western] protestors in the streets of our country, in New York no less. They kill us in our own cities we then allow them to protest in support of the murderers in the streets of the city where their most devastating attack occurred. What does that say about us as we begin the era of hope and change? We can hope, but they will not change. I did not want to depress you with my first thought of the new year, but that is what came to my mind today. Read the rest: |
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Contributed by J D on January 4, 2009 at 09:29 AM in J D Pendry | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack |