Saturday, November 3, 2007

Day 67: Cougars and Goodbyes...

Greetings from Lehi, Utah...

Today I went to the BYU v.s. CSU football game with my old friend Larry Johnson. Unfortunately, I forgot my camera so I had to borrow a photo from BYU...

Fullback Joe Semanoff stretches out for a fourth-quarter touchdown that helped seal the Cougars' 35-16 victory over Colorado State on Saturday. (BYU Photo/Jaren Wilkey)




It was a fantastic day for a football game... Sunny and warm and 64,000 screaming fans!




Joy and Heidi sold J Dawgs before the game and did well today. After the game, Larry and I went to the shack to get a dawg and the shack was slammed... people were lined up around the corner for a J Dawg... Jayson kept the shack open for an extra 45 minutes to fill the need.

Meanwhile, I went back to Ryan and Teresa's to prepare a big meal for everyone tonight.

Debra went to SLC with Joy and Heidi while I was at the game and did some Family History research... she had some great success finding the birth record of her great-great-great-great-grandfather Zimmerman and information on his mother and father as well... she has been searching for this information a looooong time!


Back at the ranch, I made grilled ribs slathered in "special sauce", and Teresa filled in the gaps with baked potatoes, salad, and french bread! It was a great meal and everyone was here.

After dinner we played games and then Jayson decided to entertain us by showing us how big of mouth he has by stuffing a very large ball completely in it...




I tried and could not even get it past my teeth... I think Jayson can unhinge his jaw...
Even Haylee tried...









Grandpa played a tune or two on Haylee's harmonica and Mae climbed up on my lap and enjoyed every note!




Finally, we called it a night and we said goodbye to everyone because we are leaving for home tomorrow right after church... I need to be home for a meeting on Tuesday... Oh man, back to the real world!




Friday, November 2, 2007

Day 66: A Great Hero Passes...

Thursday, November 01...

First of all, we were saddened to hear the news that a great American hero passed away today... Brigadier General Paul Tibbets USAF (Ret.)... the man responsible for saving millions of American and Japanese lives by organizing the top secret team of airmen that delivered and deployed the Atomic Bombs to Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan in August 1945, bringing the rapid end to World War II in the Pacific Theater. General Tibbets personally piloted the B-29, named the "Enola Gay" after his mother, on the first mission to Hiroshima.

Debra and I have been reading about General Tibbets while we are on the road... Frank gave us two books, one called "Duty" and another called "Decision at Nagasaki", which chronicle both events in the words of General Tibbets and Lt. Col Fred Olivi USAF (Retired), the copilot of the second mission.

To many, these events are extremely controversial, but to us there is no controversy at all. These were extremely dedicated and brave men that took their service very seriously and performed extremely difficult and dangerous missions for the benefit of all mankind. Though there were terrible losses, both civilian and military, there is no doubt in our minds that millions of lives on both sides of the war were saved by the sudden surrender of Japan as a result of the missions. Perhaps Debra is here today because her father did not have to go to Japan and fight.

After reading these books and others that I have studied in the past, including one of my personal treasures, a rare book titled "Fire of a Thousand Suns", which is signed by Tibbets, Ferrebe, Olivi, and Caron, all members of one of the two flight crews (there is only 200 copies of this book), we feel like we know these men personally. It is sad that General Tibbets' passing is going largely unnoticed... how soon we forget.

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News Release by Airmen Memorial Museum
June 9, 1994

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

STATEMENT OFFERED BY BRIGADIER GENERAL PAUL W. TIBBETS (USAF, RETIRED) AT THE AIRMEN MEMORIAL MUSEUM ON JUNE 8, 1994 UPON THE ACCEPTANCE OF THE AIR FORCE SERGEANTS ASSOCIATION'S FREEDOM AWARD

A number of people and veterans organizations have asked me to comment on the subject of the Enola Gay, the care afforded her by the Smithsonian Institution together with their treatment of the atomic mission in general.

From my point of view, the matter has been politicized, and, as a result, mishandled. Those whose business it is to create, mold, manipulate and utilize public opinion have done so as a matter of self-serving interest. Consequently, history has been denigrated; the Enola Gay has been miscast and a group of valiant Americans have had their role in history treated shamefully. I am an airman, a pilot. In 1945, I was wearing the uniform of the US Army [Air Forces] following the orders of our commander-in-chief. I was, to the best of my ability, doing what I could to bring the war to a victorious conclusion-just as millions of people were doing here at home and around the world. Each of us -- friend and foe alike -- were doing the dictates of our respective governments. I recruited, trained and led the members of the 509th Composite Bomb Group. We had a mission. Quite simply, bring about the end of World War II. I feel I was fortunate to have been chosen to command that organization and to lead them into combat. To my knowledge, no other officer has since been accorded the scope of the responsibilities placed on my shoulders at that time.

As for the missions flown against Japan on the 6th and 9th of August, 1945, I would remind you, we were at war. Our job was to win. Once the targets were named and presidential approval received, we were to deliver the weapons as expeditiously as possible consistent with good tactics. The objective was to stop the fighting, thereby saving further loss of life on both sides. The urgency of the situation demanded that we use the weapons first - before the technology could be used against us.

During the course of the half century that has elapsed since the use of the atomic weapons, many scribes have chronicled the flight of the Enola Gay with nothing but descriptions of the destructive nature of our atomic weapons. Few such narratives have been objective. Indeed, I suggest to you that few, if any of the articles, books, films or reports have ever attempted to discuss the missions of August 6th and August 9th, 1945 in the context of the times.

Simply stated the Enola Gay and the 509th Composite Bomb Group have been denied a historically correct representation to the public. Most writers have looked to the ashes of Hiroshima and Nagasaki; to find answers for the use of those atomic weapons. The real answers lay in thousands of graves from Pearl Harbor around the world to Normandy and back again. The actual use of the weapons as ordered by the President of the United States was believed to be the quickest and least costly (in terms of lives lost) way to stop the killing. I carried out those orders with the loyal support of the men of the 509th Composite Bomb Group and the United States military at large. Our job was to serve. Our sworn duty was to God, country and victory.

Today, there is a debate on how to present the Enola Gay and the use of the atom bombs to the American public and the world at large. There are questions as to how to best present the events of the summer of 1945. I have had many requests, -many appeals; to openly voice my opinions as to the Smithsonian's proposal and depiction of these realities. Consequently, I suggest that the Enola Gay be preserved and displayed properly- and alone, for all the world to see. She should be presented as a peace keeper and as the harbinger of a cold war kept from going "hot." The Enola Gay and her sister ship Bock's Car should be remembered in honor of the scientists who harnessed the power of the atom for the good of mankind. The talents and skills of those men and women who gave us the means to use, regulate and control atomic energy. Such notable positive contributions are worthy of Smithsonian recognition.

The Enola Gay has become a symbol to different groups for one reason or another. I suggest that she be preserved and given her place in the context of the times in which she flew. For decades she has been relegated to a storage facility. Her place in history has been dealt with unfairly by those who decry the inhumanity of her August 6th mission. Ladies and gentlemen, there is no humanity in warfare. The job of the combatants, the families, the diplomats, and factory workers is to win. All had a role in that "all out" fight.

I am not a museum director, curator, or politician. I am a pilot. I am a military man trained to carry out the orders of a duly elected commander-in-chief.

For decades the Enola Gay has been in pieces. During this same period the subject of the atomic missions has provoked a flood of emotions. Virtually each and every narration of the events surrounding the flight of the Enola Gay has delved into the horrors and tragedies brought on by the atomic bombs.

Today, on the eve of the 50th Anniversary of the end of World War II, many are second-guessing the decision to use the atomic weapons. To them, I would say, "STOP!" It happened. In the wisdom of the President of the United States and his advisors at the time, there was no acceptable alternative but to proceed with what history now knows as Special Bombing Mission No. 13. To those who consider its proper presentation to the public, I say; "FULL SPEED AHEAD!" We have waited too long for all the wrong reasons to exhibit this aircraft. Too many have labeled the atomic missions as war crimes in an effort to force their politics and their opinions on the American public and to damn military history. Ironically, it is this same segment of society who sent us off to war that now wish to recant the flight of the Enola Gay.

Thus far the proposed display of the Enola Gay is a package of insults. Resting on an arrangement that will be shaped like a cradle, the sixty-some feet of fuselage and forward bomb bay - without wings, engines and propellers, landing gear and tail assembly - makes for an awesome sight. If nothing else, it will engender the aura of evil in which the airplane is being cast.

I am unaware of any positive achievements being credited to the men and women who built the B-29 bombers that carried the war to the Japanese homeland, or the soldiers, sailors, marines, and Seabees who fought, lived and died fighting to take Pacific Islands that were needed for airplane bases within striking distances of the mainland. What about the airmen who flew those strikes and lost their lives? And, those who survived. Are they to be denied recognition for their efforts? Something is wrong with this scenario.

In closing, let me urge consideration and let the exhibition of the Enola Gay accurately reflect the American spirit and victory of August 1945. Those of us who gained that victory have nothing to be ashamed of neither do we offer any apology. Some suffered, some died. The million or so of us remaining will die believing that we made the world a better place as a result of our efforts to secure peace that has held for almost 50 years. Many of us believe peace will prevail through the strength and resolve of the United States of America.

Paul W. Tibbets
Command Pilot Enola Gay

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God Bless General Tibbets and all of our brave members of the Armed Forces!

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Day 65: "Cat In The Hat" goes to school and and everyone goes "Trick or Treating"...

Wednesday, October 31...

Happy Halloween from Lehi.

Today we went to help Miss Edwards in her First Grade class... It was their Halloween party all afternoon...

It started with a scary story...








Then everyone went on a costume parade around the school before arriving in the gym for a sing-along...







Haylee and Mae came to enjoy the fun...







Then it was back to Miss Edwards class for a group photo...






And then some crafts and games...








Grandma enjoyed helping...








Aunt Katy stopped by on her way to work dressed as a chicken, of course!












Teresa made these really gross fingers... (but they tasted great!)









Tonight, everyone went trick or treating while Papa stayed home and gave out candy...












Later, Heidi, Jayson and Mae came over to show us their costumes...












Each of them were Apple I-Pods (Haylee was a Nano)...












They even had the Apple Logo on their backs...












Haylee and Mae had fun playing together...












and reading with grandma...









Mae dressed up one more time before she went home... she is not feeling well... I think she is having a reaction to her vaccines she got yesterday...












Day 64: Mae's coming of age "Right of Passage" and our move to Lehi...

Tuesday, October 30.


Greetings from Lehi, Utah...


This morning we packed our bags and prepared to move to Ryan an Teresa's home for a few days. On our way, we stopped by J Dawgs to get a dawg for lunch. Shortly after we arrived, Mae showed up with her mother and because she turned one-years-old on the 25th,


She got to eat her first ever J Dawg...




And she just slammed it! She is a natural... "Why did you wait so long dad? These babies are gooooood!"




After lunch, we drove to Lehi and promptly took Haylee to the park to play..




She has a great time riding her bike!



The rest of the day we just chilled and even caught up on some "Prison Break".

Monday, October 29, 2007

Day 63: BMW, Bullets, and Brazil

Monday, October 29th...

Today for the first time in over sixty days, I did not take a single photo with my camera...

We are still at Jayson and Heidi's place and will be moving to Ryan and Teresa's tomorrow.

I slept in a little this morning while Deb and Heidi went for a walk. Jayson worked the shack today so I had an opportunity to catch up on some much needed tasks (like blogging).

Deb, Heidi, Katy, and Mae, went to see Teresa and Haylee. They went to the park together and watched Haylee ride her bike.

While they were there, I went to the new BMW dealership in Pleasant Grove to get a rear wiper for the Mini. They do not handle the Mini Coopers, so I had to drive to Murray. It was a long way to go for a lousy $4.00 part! While there though, I learned something kind of cool and kind of creepy... I was curious about my warranty... so they dropped my ignition key in a donut shaped reader and it told them everything about my car... The VIN, the current mileage to the 10th of a mile, the year, the color, what kind of warranty, service information, and my mother's maiden name... just kidding... but it was amazing how much that key could tell them!

The important thing is that the bumper-to-bumper warranty is good until February... that means when I get home, I can get a small problem that I am having with the front seat padding fixed for free... and free is a very good price!

Everything else has been fantastic with the Mini... It has been a remarkably comfortable and fun car this whole trip... everywhere we go, people tell us how much they like the car and that they want one also... especially the kids... I am really glad that Deb decided to get this car... it definitely has a personality and it has taken good care of us over almost 12,000 miles in the last 63 days... It is going to be kind of strange not to travel across some state every day when we get home.

Late this afternoon, Jayson, Toby, and I drove a few minutes up Hobble Creek Canyon to do some plinking... Jayson has a new .22 lever-action rifle that we wanted to shoot as well as a couple of other rifles that Jayson and Tobes brought. We had fun shooting at some pumpkins that someone had brought to the quarry. Tobe's Ruger 30.06 did a number on them at 100 yds and Jayson made the pieces dance with the .22... I wish I would have brought the camera with me... but I left it behind for Deb in case she wanted to take some more photos of Mae... (You can't have too many pictures of your grand-daughters, you know!)

I got the chance to put a box of .38 +P rounds through Debs new S&W J-frame "Airweight". I wanted to check her laser sights out in an outdoor situation during daylight. They worked great allowing me to shoot 2-3 inch groups at 20 feet and consistently hit within a foot of the beam spot at 75-100 yards, shooting from the hip. It is a very nice weapon and handles very nicely with very little recoil... it will make a nice carry weapon for Deb. She is scheduled to get her concealed carry permit when we get back home.

It was a lot of fun being up there with Jayson and Tobes... I have always loved plinking with my dad and it is great to share the sport with my sons when I get the chance... I wish I had a place to shoot that was that close to home... I would be there every week I think... I love sport shooting and want to live somewhere where I can do it more often (preferably closer to my kids!)

Tonight, we had dinner at a little cafe (it reminded me of one of the many little diners we would stop at during our hunting trips to eastern Oregon), where they serve traditional Brazilian food... it was cheap and it was good. We all ate until I think we were ready to explode.

Jayson came home and went right to bed, while Deb sewed some scout patches on his Scout shirt and Heidi, Joy, and Katy sewed Halloween costumes... You will have to wait to see them... they are awesome.

I too am going to bed now. Tomorrow we will pack up and move to Haylee's home for a few days before we start our journey home.

We miss our friends and family and are anxious to see them again even though I am not anxious for this Excellent Adventure to end... it has been fantastic and one of the best things we have ever done... we have so many great memories to share!

Goodnight.

Scotty

Day 62: "Life Is Good"

Sunday, October 28th...


This says it all...














Does it get any better than this?





Day 61: "Cornbelly's" and Birthday Cake!

Saturday, October 27th...


Mae started the day with a good breakfast...












And a bath...












Today I spent the day with Ryan... we built two "Turkey Lurkey Cookers"... one for Jayson's Birthday and one for Ryan's Christmas gift... These are the greatest for cooking turkeys or heating dutch ovens while camping...



Tonight, we celebrated Mae's birthday...


We started by going to "Cornbelly's" at Thanksgiving Point...












Mae liked the giant slide...














She is all bundled up against the cool evening...









Haylee took a ride...









on the Cow Train...









but she thought it was too bumpy...









Haylee and Mae getting ready for the corn maze...









But first we have to race the rubber duckies...









Then into the maze...









I think we are lost...









Aunt Teresa and Mae are glad we made it out..









Mae and Aunt Katy bounce on the giant air pillow...









While mom tries her hand at steer roping...









Dad has trouble staying on the horse... (he did get 3 for 3 though)...








Grandma found her ride... I think she is in hog heaven..









Mae measures up...









and so does Haylee...









What can I say?









That's our boy...









All tuckered out and ready to go home for a party...









Heidi and Mae made some nice hot soup for all of us... just the ticket to warm us up after "Cornbelly's"...








Time for presents...









and then the cake!









One taste of that frosting and it was cake eating frenzy time...










A nice warm bath and it was bedtime for Mae!