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I remember using one to open a tin can in a pinch,no can opener around,but punch enough holes,you can get the top off [emoji1]

I have a half dozen P38's scattered around for just such an occasion. Have one on my key chain, one in the truck, two in The camper, one in my hiking backpack & one in my bug out bag.
 
You know, of course, it's when you can't see them that you're in the most danger, right? Like the old African saying has it, You Never See The Penguin That Kills You......wait a minute, that was leopards...Still, I think the same principle applies...

Things we can't see coming, ghosts, bullets, electricity.
 
WHERE'S SNUBBY??? I've got some info that may be vital to him and the understanding of the cats & their actions...
There's a black feral cat around town and he occasionally finds his way out to our house.
Since we got the two girls, Natayo's taken to being the guardian of the house.
One of his perches on the seat of our stationary bike.


Yesterday, the black feral cat came to our front porch and Nat. got all excited. Yowling, hissing and carrying on.
We shooed the intruder away but Nat was still in an excited mood.
A good sized mound of catnip brought him back down and mellowed him out.
 
There's a black feral cat around town and he occasionally finds his way out to our house.
Since we got the two girls, Natayo's taken to being the guardian of the house.
One of his perches on the seat of our stationary bike.


Yesterday, the black feral cat came to our front porch and Nat. got all excited. Yowling, hissing and carrying on.
We shooed the intruder away but Nat was still in an excited mood.
A good sized mound of catnip brought him back down and mellowed him out.
Is catnip anything like smoked brisket?

Just pretend this is hwitty.
 
While there is a bit of seriousness left in me... From the diary of C. Homer Bast, Commanding Officer USS Yolo (Radio call name, Prison Walls) off the beaches of Okinawa this date 1945:

June 26, 1945

Following an all night GQ in which only a few planes showed in an anchorage that was only partially covered with smoke, I called on Captain Brereton who greeted me warmly. He said he saw little of me and assumed everything was going all right. He said we had done a good job and he was glad we were getting some rest. His last words were to unload everything and stand by for orders. Now that the time has come, I dread the path ahead; it is filled with uncertainties and is uncharted.

In my haste to cover so many last minute details I failed to mention that Kume Shima, was one of the targets originally selected for capture. Its priority was downgraded until late May when Kume Shima was selected as a radar and fire director station site. Kume is some 50 miles west of Pt. Bolo. The island was scouted on 13 14 of June and it was learned that only a 50 man garrison held it. Captain Charles A. Buchanan in Compton (DD 705) was designated as the attack group commander. Only destroyers Gainard, Guest, Heywood L. Edwards, LSTs 1040(F), 951(H), 570, LCSs 368, 2, 74, 101, 103, 125, PCE 873, Bunch (APD, 79), PCE (R) 856 and Deliver (ARS 23) participated. The group was assembled at Hagushi. At 0644 the first wave hit the beach and by 0715 the beachhead was secured without opposition. The LSTs anchored in the lagoon on the eastern side. All unloading was completed by 1500, and ships departed for Hagushi at 1545. It was easy! The airfield on Kume was found to be only a sand strip. All that worrying for nothing!

I returned to the ship to learn that a tug, in coming alongside, punched a hole in the ship below the water line. The flaps on the bow door have also pulled away. Both are major repair jobs. Before preparing for bed after a double feature, I stood on deck and watched the life on the island. The night is beautiful but the wind and waves have kicked up so we think we are at sea. I should mention that around noon each day the island radio plays an hour of Lombardo music.



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We had a very nice bike ride out on the C&O Canal Towpath. Stopped for a little picnic then headed on home.
Did have one glitch though.
I was riding along with the chain in the big ring up front and my front knobby tire kicked up a twig and it caught in the chain just right, knocking the chain off the front ring and getting it caught between the ring and the crank arm. Crank stopped and I almost ended up in the river.
Somehow I managed to get unclipped, back on the trail and safely stopped.
My first thought was for Frankenbike. He was okay I got the chain back on and we continued on.
Of course I didn't have the camera with me.
 
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