A Military Ghost Town "Seneca Army Depot"

This once thriving Military Depot covered over 10,000 acres in Seneca County New York. It was started in 1941 and was used as a weapons and munitions storage area it was in use up through the 1990's.

The Army closed it up in September 2000 and tore down most of the buildings and storage areas, but today it sits abandoned to time and as you drive through the deserted and grown over roads it has an eerie feeling to it.The only living things around are the famed White deer which are beautiful to see up close.

Some of the old storage bunkers still remain today for visitors to see.

In its hay days during the cold war the Depot held the largest stockpile of Nuclear weapons in the country.

Today just a few buildings are left and it is home to Kids Peace a place for troubled children.

There is also a maximum security state prison on the site called "Five Points" and located on the old air strip is the New York State Police Training Center. In 2002  The Glen Sports Group started using the air strip for auto racing.

The old Seneca Depot and the old former Sampson Air Force Base is a 45 minute drive from my house.When these two bases closed down it put thousands of local people out of work. Yet most of the land is still not used today just fenced off growing up in weeds............

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Christmas in the jungle 1968

It's Christmas in the Jungle

And we wont see no snow

Even in the Nam they believe in Santa Clause

The Christmas trees lined up for sale

In the center of Saigon

We decorate the tree at the local bar in town

Back at base camp

a little taste of home

Bob Hope even put on a show

But sitting in a bunker

No presents to be found

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Happy Holidays to you

Militarizing the Police

It is happening right under your noses and no one seems to care what is going on in this country.

Police Departments all across America are being given these MRAP vehicles free of charge. The transfer of this military weaponry will put these mine resistant, ambush protected vehicles complete with gun turrets and bulletproof glass on the rural and urban streets of America
This program started in 1997 and is known as the (1033 program). So far the military has donated over $4.2 Billion dollars worth of surplus to the police departments including (TANKS) and (GRENADE LAUNCHERS). The Militarization of American law enforcement is nothing more than an extension of the expanding police state. These are all nothing more than a means of social, political and economic control of the poor and working class of this country.

Think back in time if you will, the date was January 17th 1961, Dwight Eisenhower's farewell speech. He warned us about what would happen and it is happening NOW because we did nothing to stop it.

Take a look at what is going on with all the Walmart and fast food chains. People are out protesting for better wages and hundreds of people were arrested all across the country this weekend for civil disobedience. Is this the beginning of things to come. When the people have had enough and are willing to lay their life down for what is right we are in for one hell of a war in this country,
The "Posse Comitatus Act" of 1878 which was updated in 198l prohibits the military from enforcing state laws, so we Militarize the police to get around this law and to keep the people in line.  By arming the police forces with military weapons, the military can sit back and say: "See, we aren't interfering with civilian law."  Is this how far Americans are willing to let it go? 

Are you willing to lay down your life for what is right??

Without firing a shot, "Destruction of America"

There once was a time when when we were a mighty Country with the greatest Infrastructure in the world, the best of everything with factories producing everything under the sun.. It was called the Industrial Age.

What ever happened to those factories and jobs. The Corporations got together and decided that if they shipped their factories to China they could get cheap labor and make even more profits. Well that worked fine in the short term but in the long term not so well. China took control of these companies and stole the technology, now the old factories are gone forever and so is the jobs never to return again and America looks like this.

  American Icons like Coca-Cola,IBM,American Flyer,Levi and many many more that were here for over 100 years are gone forever. Meanwhile China is still targeting our companies.
The Chinese are using American money from it's trade deficit and putting it to use to acquire American Brands. Out of all the Fortune 500 companies China owns 73 and are working to acquire more every day.

The US now owes big money to China, and sooner or later, the Chinese are going to come collect it and they will conquer the United States. But the question is, How will they do it? There will be no Military invasion, nor an armed war between the US and China. So how will it happen. Its a slippery slope for sure.
 As the Chinese buy up more and more American Companies Chinese workers are arriving in America and working in these factories becoming bosses and supervisors pushing the American worker aside. It used to be made in China now more than ever it is also owned by China.  Many Americans do not realize that China could step in and shut down many American banks, if they chose to do so. thus bringing this country to its knees.
We now have become so reliable on Chinese made goods that it puts our Military at risk, we may be the most powerful military in the world but if you do not get your vital parts to keep things going then all you will have is a big pile of junk that is inoperable.

                         Military junk yard in Arizona



Remember every time you go to a store and the label says made in China you are supporting the downfall of this Country


So while you sit around sipping your gin like there is no end, when the day comes remember I told you so.

 

My Book "A Boy in a Hurry for Manhood to Arrive"

After 40 years I was talked into writing my story. The book covers the better part of my life from when I quit school at the age of 16 and joined the Army. I finished Basic Training and was sent to Okinawa where I could have spent most of my career but when I turned 18 I decided I wanted to go to Vietnam and ended up spending 2 years there. When my enlistment was up I still did not feel like I fitted in civilian life and joined the Army Reserves. This book covers all my exploits throughout my life and I even talk about my failed marriages. I recommend this book for anyone who is thinking about joining the military. It is now available on Amazon.com

A Boy in a hurry for manhood to arrive

“The Big Decision”

It was hard to remember a time when I had been more pissed off, or even a time in my life when I wanted to hit something more than I did at this moment. I was still seething inside as I walked the eight miles home from high school for the last time on that warm day in 1966. I say it was the last time because I was coming fresh from a fight with my high school Principal; my nerves were still on edge simply because I had wanted to deck him so badly, but you can’t hit an old man and feel justified about it. Hell, it wasn’t like it was the first time I had ever been sent to the principal’s office, I had gotten used to that, but I was determined it would be my last. I was sent to his office, this time, from shop class because I had rigged a piece of lumber in the lathe so it would fling out at the shop teacher when he turned it on. I think that action got a laugh out of the class but the shop teacher was far from amused so it earned me a trip to the principal’s office. The difference was, this time the principal told me he ‘would have to paddle me’ because it was such a ‘serious offense,’ and someone could have been hurt badly by the flying piece of wood. He then took a rather large paddle from behind his desk and came at me with a look of almost delight in his eyes, as if hitting students made his day. I, right there and then, decided that no one was ever going to lay a hand on me. I bit my lip, turned my head, balled my right hand into a fist and mustering up all the inner strength of a 17 year old boy, I defiantly said: “If you touch me with that damn paddle, I’ll break it over your fucking head.” Suddenly the principal stopped in his tracks, probably stunned by the language. Small town Indiana nice kids weren’t supposed to talk like that, not that I cared how I talked. I had always been what they called a rebel in those days anyway and I admit I had a problem with authority figures. He suddenly stopped, lowered the paddle and looked at me through squinted eyes and said: “What did you just say?” I replied: “You heard what I said,” in an angry voice. Then he told me I would have to be suspended for three days. I lowered my head and mumbled something about how it was going to be the longest three days he would ever see and with that, I slammed out of his office, walked through the big glass doors, away from the building, never once looking back. That son of a bitch sure didn’t need to tell me twice. I knew I was never going back to that school. Shit, I really hated school anymore anyway. Lately school had lost all meaning for me; I had become restless and failed to see any reason for continuing high school. I knew my parents were not going to be real happy about this, but I just didn’t care right now.