MD, thanks for the photo. The view is over Newport looking NW over the Licking River to Covington and then across the Ohio. The dominating structure in the lower center is the Newport Rolling Mill. It's demolished ex the building closest to & running parallel to the north-south street. Used as offices now.
No. But I once shot one and vowed never to do that again.
In 1964, my father was still pipelining during the summer, frequently a couple states away, so it was convenient -- if crowded -- for him, mom and us kids to live in a trailer he could haul to job sites, then park in a trailer park in Silver Grove from the fall through the spring. We lived a few months at a time in several different states before the family stabilized in a house in 1968.
I just finished eating four Campari tomatoes about 5 minutes ago. Just needed a mid afternoon snack. Not on bread, just straight up.
The saving grace is that in only two months college football will start so...
The coldest I have ever been in my life was in Viet Nam in a guard tower 50 feet in the air. You had very short walls in the front and sides, but one solid wall behind you to keep your outline from showing against the night sky. It was an unusually cold night and the wind was howling. We had no cold weather gear. I actually got out on a 12" ledge behind the wall for a minute just to get a short respite from the wind.
Bernie, thanks for sharing that. In late January 1991 I was sleeping in the open with a mechanized scouting unit with the 4th Cavalry on the Saudi-Iraq border. Rainy, windy and very chilling. People don't realize how cold you can get in places like Vietnam, and in my case Saudi Arabia, when exposed to the elements.
Like going from Thailand to Tokyo on a flight where it goes from 115°F to 42°. Or going from Calgary, Alberta to Jacksonville, FL in February. The sudden change is horrible.
Ever hear of "The Street Without Joy"? We made regular runs on it to Hue. We had a jeep with a mini gun on it, so we were pretty well armed. The marines had check points on both ends of the pass and you had to be well armed and have time to complete your trip before dark or they wouldn't let you on it. The guy that wrote the book that the street is known by died while on a mission with the marines. I guess he was in the same line of work as you.
Oh yeah. Bernard Fall is a well-regarded name among my tribe. I read the book long ago.Ever hear of "The Street Without Joy"? We made regular runs on it to Hue. We had a jeep with a mini gun on it, so we were pretty well armed. The marines had check points on both ends of the pass and you had to be well armed and have time to complete your trip before dark or they wouldn't let you on it. The guy that wrote the book that the street is known by died while on a mission with the marines. I guess he was in the same line of work as you.
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In January 1991 I was also there, and it did get cold at night, but my coldest experience was in Fairbanks/Ft. Wainwright Alaska during one of our field training exercises in the surrounding mountain areas. It was February and the temp at night was -40° below zero with winds gusting up to 80-100° below zero. We spent a week in that training area sleeping in 10-man tents with Yukon stoves (pictured below) as our heating element. Also pictured, a road march around the base of the mountain range.
No thanks, I will pass on that weather.In January 1991 I was also there, and it did get cold at night, but my coldest experience was in Fairbanks/Ft. Wainwright Alaska during one of our field training exercises in the surrounding mountain areas. It was February and the temp at night was -40° below zero with winds gusting up to 80-100° below zero. We spent a week in that training area sleeping in 10-man tents with Yukon stoves (pictured below) as our heating element. Also pictured, a road march around the base of the mountain range.
