Happy Hour

"IF A LIFETIME CAN BE LIKENED TO A DAY, THEN THIS IS HAPPY HOUR!"
BUCK PENNINGTON

Mother, Mother Ocean

Mother, Mother Ocean, I've heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
You've seen it all, you've seen it all
Watched the men who rode you, switch from sails to steam
In your belly you hold the treasures, few have ever seen
Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred year's too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late

Yoda

"Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm? Hmm. And well you should not. For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is."
―Yoda, to Luke Skywalker

Counted the Stars

Counted the stars on the 4th of July
Wishing we were rockets bursting in the sky
Talking about redemption and leaving things behind
I have these pictures and I keep these photographs
To remind me of a time
These pictures and these photographs
Let me know I'm doin' fine
We used to be so happy once upon a time
Once upon a time
But the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line
And the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line


""SOME SEE A GLASS AS HALF FULL, SOME SEE IT AS HALF EMPTY, I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHO’S DRINKING MY RUM."
Rumbear

Saturday, December 20, 2014

My Good Bye To The Exile In Portales

I broke out the Kippa and Tallit..................It was important to me that I do this.
I said the Kaddish from The Prayer Book For Jewish Personnel Of The Armed Of The United States.
This Prayer Book belonged to my Dad and I wear his Kippa and Tallit.
I bought a good cigar and a bottle of The Glenlivet.............
Buck's Sons, Commander Pennington and Major Pennington toasted with a 15 year old single malt and I used a 12 year old one. It is my favourite scotch.
The Lexicans all understand this..................





Here's to you my dear friend. Someday.....at Fiddler's Green
A couple of poignant goodbyes from two of us who were mentored by Buck had excellent fairwells as well
The Candle-Chant du Depart

RUMBEAR-Airman Down

Buck Pennington touched many of us with his humor and his ability with the written word and his penchant for perfect grammar..............................

6 comments:

(not necessarily your) Uncle Skip, said...

It was on your blog that I first read of Buck's passing.
I can't remember exactly where his (blog)path and mind first crossed, but we became fast friends and through his blog I was introduced to many others.

Glenn Mark Cassel said...

Both Buck and Lex led me to many others as well.

Rumbear said...

Bless you my friend for this kind gesture. I discovered the news upon awakening in Denver from a post by Chris on FB. That hoetl room was pretty dusty. This one hurts. Miss ya Buck. RIP.

Glenn Mark Cassel said...

I had to Charles. It was the right thing to do in honor of our friend.
I did have the same problem with dust all day.

Sam Pennington said...

It was one year ago today... I've spent many a night and day thinking about my relationship with my father and how I wished I had spent more time with him. I wished we had lived closer... wished he had some family that lived closer. I'm comforted by the fact that my father had so many wonderful friends to share his passions with. Thank you for being part of his life.

SN2

Sam Pennington said...

It was one year ago today... I've spent many a night and day thinking about my relationship with my father and how I wished I had spent more time with him. I wished we had lived closer... wished he had some family that lived closer. I'm comforted by the fact that my father had so many wonderful friends to share his passions with. Thank you for being part of his life.

SN2

I will not go down and tell my children I didn't have the courage, the conviction, the commitment or the character to fight for this country...Don't go home and let your children down~~ LTC Allen West

Publius Flavius Vegetius Renatus

‎"Igitur qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum.("Therefore, he who desires peace, let him prepare for war")" from "Epitoma Rei Militaris," by Vegetius (Publius Flavius Vegetius Renatus)