tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799438278337342869.post2613987797821758438..comments2023-06-25T05:49:00.672-07:00Comments on Haddock and Dill: March 7, 1975 The Raincoats, The Swiss Steak, The Bicentennial Quilt and The Drug StoreUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799438278337342869.post-46884165021523967412016-04-11T13:55:34.584-07:002016-04-11T13:55:34.584-07:00Oh yes, Capone's empty vault! That was absolut...Oh yes, Capone's empty vault! That was absolutely much ado about nothing. You must have felt fantastic and accomplished at the completion of your training! And a quarter for the privilege for hearing a bed rattle--haha! Those were so funny. We stayed in a Motel 6 where there was a 1" open space around the entire door and it required a blanket over it in order to have any sense of privacy whatsoever. You have an extraordinarily good memory! If I'd shared more of our adventures with my mom, we'd have a better record of it all and wouldn't have to rely on memory. Thanks for your great comments. Ann B. Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16263483730433027795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8799438278337342869.post-951768461386889912016-04-11T13:23:12.991-07:002016-04-11T13:23:12.991-07:00I can't see Geraldo without thinking about his...I can't see Geraldo without thinking about his live-on-the-air excavation of Al Capone's vault. Seems to me that produced a lot of blather outta him and dirt. Oh well.<br />Re Kennedy's assassination, a friend of mine is a retired police chief. He visited the Texas School Book Depository and said it was not that difficult a shot for anyone who'd had any marksmanship training. Don't guess we'll ever know the ground truth about the "grassy knoll."<br />Two days before your mom wrote this letter, I finished navigator training. Shiny wings and orders to Pope AFB, NC. We got as far as Barstow, CA the first night, about 420 miles and stayed in a Motel 6. Classy! It had a Magic Fingers bed and a baseboard heater. Both required quarters (5 mins for the Fingers and about a half hour for the heater) and it's cold in March on the high desert. Got to Williams, AZ the next night, about 320 miles where we stopped early because of snow. Gas stations there all had boxes of petrified desert rocks, the rock of your choice free with a fill up. Sorry to say I can't remember where we stopped the night of March 7th - somewhere in NM most likely - and then went on to Big Spring, TX.Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15308567394308330867noreply@blogger.com