Denning Cicero Johnson:Not Just A Name On The Wall!

DENNING CICERO JOHNSON.
Another Memorial Day approaches, and I am again reminded of a man I once called friend, that left this mortal plane far too soon, but he did so in the name of honor, duty, and country.
His friends called him DJ, and he was one of the kindest men I have ever known. [...]

The SYM And The Night Of The Short Knives!

It was a crime that occurred infrequently, but it did occur.
Most Airmen stationed at Clark A.B., near Angeles City, PI, knew that the potential for this crime always existed, but ever so often, a new arrival to the island of Luzon hadn’t heard about it, or an Airman who wasn’t paying attention, either due to [...]

The SYM! Anger, Fear, Pain, and Alcohol!

Hello there, my old friend
Not so long ago it was ’til the end
We played outside in the pouring rain
On our way up the road we started over again
You’re livin’ a dream….as though you’re on top
My mind is achin’….Lord it won’t stop
Thats how it happens….Livin’ life by the drop
Up and down that road in our [...]

Another Tale Of A Sweaty Young Man! The Road Trip To Dagupan!

It was a typical winter morning in the Philippines, sunny and dry, with a high temperature expected to be in the mid 80’s. The Sweaty Young Man, as usual, had been out until after curfew with his friends the night before, and was moving in slow motion, as he showered and dressed for work. [...]

The SYM Gets Pwned For Christmas!

It was a bright and starry night!
The SYM had a bad feeling about this shift, when he went to work. In general, people had been getting weirder, and doing increasingly weirder things, for the past several days, which is saying a lot for their behavior. He thought that perhaps it was just [...]

Patrick Lynn Blair:Not Just A Name On The Wall!

The nation which forgets its defenders will be itself forgotten.
Calvin Coolidge
There are 58,245 names listed on the Vietnam Memorial. Let that thought sink in for a moment. The Wall isn’t just an artistic expression, with names engraved in it for visual effect, these were men and women, mostly young, that had mothers, fathers, [...]

The SYM And His 7-Fitty!

The story of the SYM’s Fi-Fitty has already been told. If you recall, one of the last things that was mentioned, was that the SYM needed a bigger bike.
He had heard from some friends that the Japanese government had just passed a law, banning the ownership of any bike larger than five hundred cc’s, [...]

The SYM And The Night Of The Wild “Sabong”

I came across a story yesterday, “Cockfighting In Louisiana May Be Banned,” and was reminded of an event from many years ago, that the SYM witnessed.
In the Philipinnes, cockfighting crosses all socio-economic lines, and is as much a sport as a lifestyle, preceding the Spanish occupation, which began in the year 1521. The special [...]

An Inspiring Story Of Our Military Men And God’s Love!

I have posted before, about my friend GranpaBob, and he has commented here a few times. Earlier tonight, I received an email from him, concerning his uncle Ricardo, who he had mentioned to me before. I’m so very glad he did. I am certain that the same blood pumps through my good [...]

Two Neglected Children Encounter The SYM.

A Baby is a Miracle(unknown)
This little tiny baby
Was sent from God above
To fill our hearts with happiness
And touch our lives with love
He must have known
We’d give our all
And always do our best
To give our precious baby love
And be grateful and so blessed

It’s a beautiful clear winter day, in Angeles City, Philippines, which means it’s the [...]

The Sweaty Young Man And His Fi-Fitty!

This photo is of the SYM’s Honda CB550-4, with friends, in his driveway. He didn’t keep this motorcycle very long, just over four months, as it would only reach 95mph as it’s top speed, regardless of whether it was on level ground, or going down a mountain. The availability of aftermarket products at [...]

Come With Me To Admissions.

That’s what the doctor, a USAF Captain, told the Sweaty Young Man, after evaluating his lab work, revealing he had infectious hepatitis. He asked the doctor if he could run home, and get a few things, with a resounding no being the answer, as he was now considered highly infectious to others. Great, [...]

Welcome Home, G.I.! (or parking diagonally in a parallel universe)

This is another tale of the Sweaty Young Man, as we find him now in late Apr 75, still in the Philippines(PI), trying to sleep midday with a broiling Sun overhead.
His bedroom door is locked, as he tries to sleep. He must sleep when he can, as all personnel at Clark AB had their [...]