Welcome Home Vietnam Veterans day

Wednesday, March 30, 36 years after the last Marines and others withdrew from Saigon, the nation will recognize "Welcome Home Vietnam Veterans Day"  thanks to a resolution unanimously passed by the U.S. Senate

It is not a national holiday and many are unaware of the resolution in which the senators encourage Americans to recognize the sacrifices of the Vietnam veterans

http://marines.dodlive.mil/2011/03/29/welcome-home-vietnam-veterans-day/

http://www.historynet.com/senate-sets-march-30-as-welcome-home-vietnam-vets-day.htm

Estey organ

It appears that this organ may be dated between1890-1895
It has 2 spots for holding I suppose candles  On the right side one is broken off but I still have it.
The place I acquired this one from was going to gut it and make a bar out of it.  However, it still produces sound and is in very good shape,  not perfect but a beautiful accent to my home.  The bellows still work on it however, one pedal needs to be reattached.  On it are knee pedals.  Some of them were called Parlor organs  and I suspect that this was one of them

Lemonade Salad

Lemonade Salad

2-1/4 cups butter-flavored cracker crumbs (about 64 crackers)
1/2 cup butter or margarine, melted
3 Tbsp sugar
2 (14-oz each) cans sweetened condensed milk
1 (12-oz) can frozen lemonade concentrate, thawed
1 (12-oz) carton frozen whipped topping, thawed
1 (11-oz) can mandarin oranges, drained
6 to 8 maraschino cherries

Combine cracker crumbs, butter and sugar. Press into an ungreased 13 x 9
dish; set aside.

In a bowl, combine sweetened condensed milk and lemonade concentrate until
smooth (mixture will begin to thicken). Gently fold in whipped topping until
smooth. Pour over crust.

Cover and refrigerate for 3 to 4 hours. Garnish with mandarin oranges and
cherries.

Yield: 12 to 16 servings

My father in WW2 and some memoribilia

THE DREADED TELEGRAM

 

 

 

This was something that no one in the armed forces wanted to receive.   However,  many did and so did my mother.  I was going through my old memories of my family and I found this.  Mom always told me  she was one of the lucky ones.  Dad had  a piece of shrapnel embedded in his back.  Just a fraction away from severing his spine.  Impossible to remove it, so they said,  or he would be paralyzed  permanently.

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