Big Red Car here. Beautiful, cool Saturday morning. The kind of genuine pleasure that makes even a Big Red Car — not given to humility by its very nature — happy to just be alive.
Tie that life to Texas, being alive in the ATX, well, my friend. It does not get better than that. On Earth as it is in Texas, the ATX.
In recent events surrounding the celebration of the 70th anniversary of D Day it was reported by Brian Williams how proud our President, Barack Obama, was of the service of his grandfather in Patton’s Third Army in the weeks after D Day.
His exact words were: “It’s quite a distinction to be able to say that a family member fought in Patton’s Third Army.”
In fact, Stanley Durham, President Obama’s grandfather Stanley Dunham was a supply clerk and sergeant for an aviation unit who landed almost two months after the invasion. They did not fight by the nature of their duties.
It is undisputed, he served with the 1830th Ordnance Supply and Maintenance Company, Aviation, as a supply clerk and a supply sergeant. Today this would be considered the Air Force which did not exist yet in those days.
Stanley Durham did not get anywhere near a fight during all of his service in World War II. It was not the nature of an aviation Ordinance or Maintenance unit to be anywhere near the fighting. They by their very nature would be far in the rear where planes were being serviced and repaired. Such units might not even be issued rifles. Likely their weapons were kept in an armory under lock and key. Their war was one of issuing equipment (supplies) and repairing damaged aircraft.
These units, including Stanley Durham, were not combat units and did not see action of any kind whatsoever. They fought sleeplessness, shortages of beer and the weather and nothing more.
Can the press please stop their slobbering adoration and attention to the President’s backside? Please.
Brian Williams, can you please stop the bromance with the President? Please?