When the Light Left Procyon
A dog passed by today, riding a unicorn.
Click the image on the left to see if I am telling the truth, or if there was too much Bailey’s in my coffee this morning…
A dog passed by today, riding a unicorn.
Click the image on the left to see if I am telling the truth, or if there was too much Bailey’s in my coffee this morning…
The odd thing about the room is that I remember “going” there, but I don’t remember much about “being” there.
Click on The Room and come along for a tour….
Would you like that gift wrapped?
Click on the gerbil for gift ideas….
I have been told that recent posts about Albert Allsop’s WWII experience were confusing.
Click on Al’s WWII Army Training Division for an orderly re-arrangement of those stories …
One day you are dodging machine-gun fire, and the next you are selling Allis-Chalmers tractor parts.
Click on the tractor for a Look Ahead…
“A soldier-to-soldier camaraderie emerged between the victors and the defeated.”
Click on the former combatants for details….
Alex Coleville observes the atrocities of war.
Click on the soldier/artist for details…
Not bald, emaciated or shivering, … yet.
Click on the happy child in Montessori School, in 1940, to see what became of her….
I lack the literacy skills to describe the depth of horror Al and the other soldiers encountered at Bergen-Belsen.
Click on the German officer and his cargo for an interpretation, from someone who was there…
Why does this container have three handles?
Click on the military issue Jerry Can to find the answer…