“Write drunk; edit sober.” – Ernest Hemingway
~ Preface ~
March 17, 2014 ~ February 15, 1968: Being the Chef, bartender and janitor at the off-post Officer and NCO club near the North Point, Germany home of the 619th Ordinance unit, I was cleaning up the club after the monthly combined wives club luncheon, when Holroyd informed me that I had a call from Division Headquarters which I needed to take. It was Frank (our former Company clerk) telling me that my tour of duty was nearly at an end, and asked how many days leave I wanted to take in the States. I told him that I had no desire to return home, “What’s up?” The answer was the one, which most of us dreaded at that time. TET had taken its toll that month in Viet Nam, and I was being called up. “Oh shit,” I thought to myself, but, what the hell? – I was ready for a new adventure anyway. After all – it was easy in the movies, wasn’t it, John Wayne and all? I told Frank that I would take 45 days and began to make my preparations. Continue reading
~ Forewords ~
NOTE:
What you are about to read, takes me back to the year 2000, as I studied and compiled information and data for weeks in preparation for another of my lengthy broadcast marathons – one which in fact was eventually presented as an eight hour series. In addition to that, it was in fact a “Sequel” to a previous six-hour series, “All the King’s Men,” which told the TRUE story of the 1929 Stock Market Crash, which thrust America into the Great Depression.
It has been said that those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it! My first broadcast on World Wide Christian Radio was heard June 25, 1995. Since that time, I have attempted to address the problems and the future of this nation in a manner that was unique from others who were, and are still, broadcasting on the International short-wave networks. My broadcasts utilize historical, biblical and the financial knowledge which I have attained over the years – to get the message regarding the plans of the now and future “rulers” of the world – across to both knowledgeable and uninformed Americans alike.
I grew up in a little town about 25 miles north of Chicago called Northbrook, Ilinois at a time when everyone treated each other with respect. We didn’t eat a lot of fast food. We drank Kool-aid, ate lunch meat sandwiches, PB&J sandwiches, grilled cheese sandwiches, hot dogs, but mostly home made meal such as meatloaf, fried chicken, roast beef & pork chops, black eye peas, snap peas…
Few remember the 1968 Broadway play, ‘HAIR‘. A live performance originally performed at the Biltmore Theatre, 261-5 West 47th St. in New York City. I did not see it in New York, but while on R&R in Tokyo in ’69 (from ‘nam) I stayed at a hotel that was also hosting the Chicago cast for performances in that city. Only one performance was held, due to the nudity on stage. The cast and play were subsequently banned from further performances due to pornography laws. I was privileged to spend several evenings in the bar and restaurant with that cast and made some interesting friends, many of who I would meet up with again when I was released from the Army after my 21 months “in country.” 
Ain’t life just ducky, you mammy jammers? Another week of life goes by for 28,000 unborn babies and tens of thousands more from starvation, ‘war’ and other depravations perpetrated by uncaring governments. And here we go again….
These past four years, and more these past two months and days have put pressure on this nation as has not been seen since both our American Revolution of the 1770’s, and our second Revolution of the 1860’s. For me – it has been the days of this week, more than any before them.