Staring at the past

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Jimmie Reeves (Sr.) USAF circa 1957

I was thinking, earlier, about writing an entry for my Alternating Currents blog, about Veterans Day. At first, I was contemplating a short piece about the veteran closest to me, my father, Jim Reeves (Sr.). As I thought about what I might write, and how I might talk about his time in the United States Air Force, it became increasingly difficult to find the “hook” I needed. Dad was in the Air Force for eight years, serving at bases in El Paso, Texas; Atwater, California; Tacoma, Washington; and South Korea. Serving after the Korean “police action”, but before the Vietnam war, the only “action” he saw was paperwork moving across his desk as he worked administrative duties in the Strategic Air Command’s efforts to counter the threat of the Soviet Union. How then to comment on his years of service without diminishing or inflating his contributions, or those of other veterans who sacrificed so much more than he did?

As I stared at this picture of my father, barely 19 years old, I started thinking how little I actually know about him.  An ever present part of my life until his death in 2006, I find it remarkable how poorly I know him as a person.

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Throwback Thursday

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2009, at the Hog Wallows, south of Woodlake, California

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Refilling the ice, at Richard’s Liquors, circa 1988 or so.  Visalia, California

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Not fully in the moment?I think I’m just not fully in the moment here. Or maybe I’m just slightly out of phase.

 

July 5, 1994 – Communications Operator I

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I walked into the building at 7am, July 5, 1994, for the first time as an employee.  Communications Operator I.  Three months of training lay ahead, and a year’s worth of probation.  The place was the Tulare County Sheriff’s Department, the room was in the basement, in a space originally designed to be a gymnasium / weight lifting room.  As of today, I’ve put in 20 years in that cramped space.

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#ThrowbackThursday El Paso Texas 1958

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Early to mid 1958, El Paso, Texas.  Dad is 19, and is stationed at Biggs Air Force Base.  Big Jimmie and Little Jimmie.

Local paper publishes my comments 3 days in a row

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The local newspaper, The Visalia Times Delta, has, like most papers today, an online site.

There, readers can post comments about articles and letters.  I enjoy reading and commenting, and it’s become a fairly regular thing to see my comments published in the print edition on the “Local” page.  It’s been a rare thing these past several months where I haven’t had at least one comment make the paper each week.  This week I made it three days in a row!

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I used to open the paper to the editorial page first, to check out political cartoons and letters to the editor.  Now, in a bit of vanity, I open it to 3A first, to see if I’ve made it to the print edition again.  (Actually, I cheat on that a bit.  Since I subscribe to both the electronic and print editions, I can see the paper online several hours before it’s actually delivered to my home. I’ll check out the e-newspaper edition first to see if they published any of my comments, then add the print edition to my “archives” storage bin if they did. I may have to get a second bin!)
I also have a ‘Featured Community Blog’ at the Times Delta’s site (one of only three), called Alternating Currents. Feel free to check it out.

My Facebook “Look Back”

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A Day in LGBT America – The Advocate

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The Advocate asked for submissions for a piece on “A Day in LGBT America”, so I sent one in. They chose it as one of those posted on the web.  It brings up the end of the day, since I took it at 10:48 pm.

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A long time ago, in a universe far, far away…

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From my junior year at Mt. Whitney High School, 1974-1975.  I remember that kid, but it’s hard to recognize him.

Gerald Ford is President, Harvey Milk has yet to win elected office, the fall of Saigon is imminent.  Visalia’s population is 65,000.  Apple Computer is a year away.  99.9% of phones have a cord.

He is 17, in serious denial, and is trying to find girls alluring.  It’s not working.

Quick!  I need a time machine!  I need to talk to this kid!

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