The Legend Lives On

 

Yes indeed, the Edmund Fitzgerald. Inspired by VM, check it out:

There was a time when I lived in Windsor, Ontario, I know, brave, like a town in Belgium the Allies bombed and was never built back better. Whatever, we'd watch the big ships on the Detroit river from our apartment on Assumption. Quite a thing. 

On topic, HRH EII visited Windsor and remarked, "What a large city, I had no idea." She was looking down Tecumseh, I think, towards the Motor City.

It's Coming Back, Man. No, idiot, it's not

Reliable sources tell me America's onetime automotive capital's been reimagined as some kind of WholeFoods hipster enclave, a bucolic rustic, socially hi-fenced preserve returned to nature where factories, making things, once held sway. 

Of course all the people living in the Preserve hate the working class and people of color, and vote socialist. How very odd, and I'm sure the feeling's mutual.

Reverie Over,

LSP

Anniversaries

Happy Birthday, USMC, respect to all those serving and veteran. Speaking of which, I got a call from a churchwoman who was worried about her son being deployed to an island near Japan. She felt bad about feeling so undone by the thing, "I guess I'm not a good Marine Mom! He's still my baby."

OK, it's not the Spartan approach, but more than understandable. I reassured her; thousands of Mothers are feeling exactly what you feel, you're not alone. But be strong, that helps your boy. Of course I spoke from experience, the Private's mom wasn't too pleased he'd emigrated to South Korea. 

Without delving into psychology and the  difference between the sexes, both women were and are proud of their sons. Good for them, they raised patriots who are serving their country. Again, respect, be strong. And I don't say that lightly.

While we're at it, it's also the anniversary of the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. Here's the tune:

Congrats to the USMC, the military, and the Mothers of our soldiers.

God bless you all,

LSP