Boxcar Bill

Boxcar Bill

He showed up in a boxcar, got off soakin’ wet,

if you thought he’d go far, you mighta’ lost that bet.

Bill had hit a hard spot, and he was in a bind,

his future was for naught, ‘twas messin’ up his mind.

Then he took to drinkin’, a little, then a lot,

the Devil was a-lurkin’, Bill had gone to pot.

Campin’ in the willows, across the railroad line,

like the other fellows, drinkin’ lots of wine.

He wouldn’t beg for money, traded work for cash,

he didn’t think it corny, haulin’ off the trash.

One day he heard an Oom-Pah, Salvation Army Band,

a broken man he was, they could lend a hand.

By Sunday Bill was sober, to the chapel he did amble,

he coulda’ used a barber, a Bible and a candle.

The service had begun, like always he was late,

maybe he should run, maybe it was fate.

Voices liftin’ up a song, ‘bout some long lost soul,

but now it wasn’t wrong, his spirit did console.

People looked at him, as he wandered in,

and that ancient hymn, did wash away his sin.

Welcomed by the Captain, he sat down in a pew,

“His love is like a fountain, Jesus died for you.”

The preachin’ and the prayin’, made him feel at home,

at last he felt like stayin’, t’was no need to roam.

Took Jesus as his Savior, then found a better path,

he’s no more a failure, though he needs a bath.

Gets a better suit of clothes, then he finds a job.

never turnin’ up his nose, Bill, he ain’t no snob.

Pretty soon he’s doin’ well, his chest begins to swell,

with that Salvo Army bell, he has now eluded Hell.

The Hobo Jungle denizen becomes our leadin’ citizen,

no matter where he’s been, doin’ good when he can.

Still that kettle he can’t pass, fills it up with his cash,

Boxcar Bill shows his class, sharin’ nearly all his stash.

And he made it pretty far, nothin’ to regret,

he came in on a boxcar, left out on a jet.

LDT October 16, ‘21

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Happy Birthday US Navy!

The Last Stand if the Tin Can Sailors

The USS Johnston DD-557
The destroyer that fought like a battleship,

        The US Navy was created on October 13, 1775. The Navy has won numerous battles in its storied history. None was more improbable than a portion of the Leyte Gulf Battle in 1944 which is referred to as The Last Stand of the Tin Can Sailors or officially as The Battle Off Samar.

          US forces under the command of General MacArthur landed on the Philippine Island of Leyte in October of 1944. The battle went well. MacArthur famously waded ashore announcing to the people of the island, “I have returned!” The landing was supported by a powerful naval force under Admiral “Bull” Halsey.

          The Philippines were important to the overall war strategy of the Japanese. They guarded the shipping lanes for vital resources like oil, tin and rubber from the East Indies and Southeast Asia. The Imperial Navy came up with a bold three prong strategy to eject the US forces. They would send a powerful force, including the two biggest battleships in the world, through the San Bernadino Straits toward the landing beaches. Another force would attack from the South. A third force, consisting of Japan’s remaining aircraft carriers, would approach from the North. At this point in the war Japanese naval aviation was no longer the threat it had posed earlier. It had lost many of its aircraft and experienced pilot in battles like The Marianas Turkey Shoot. The goal of the carrier force was simply to decoy Halsey’s Third Fleet away from the landing beaches. Then the Center and Southern Forces could have their way with the un-protected Americans on the beaches.       

          Halsey’s search planes first discovered the Center Force under Admiral Kurita steaming toward the San Bernadino Strait.  On October 24 carrier-based aircraft sunk the super-battleship Musashi and drove the rest of the Center Force into retreat. On the night of October 24-25, the US virtually destroyed the Southern Force in the last ever battleship versus battleship confrontation in history. Only the Japanese carrier force remained as a threat, or so Halsey thought.

          Halsey took all of his fast Fleet Carriers and headed out to pursue the Northern “Decoy” Force. Because of confusing orders, the Leyte beaches were left almost undefended. The only thing protecting the landing was a light force called Taffy 3. They were no match for Kurita when he turned his Center Force around to resume the attack.

          Taffy 3 consisted of 3 Destroyers, 4 Destroyer Escorts and 6 light Escort, or Jeep, Carriers. The biggest guns mounted by Taffy 3 were short-range 5.38 inchers. They were facing the 18-inch guns of Japan’s other super battleship, the Yamato, and a host of other warships. The aircraft on the Escort Carriers were armed for ground attack. Taffy 3 and MacArthur’s troops were sitting ducks.

          About 7AM on October 25, the astonished sailors of Taffy 3 spotted the Kurita’s fleet heading straight for them. The range was too far, making their 5 inchers useless. The light carriers began to retreat. The situation looked hopeless.

          The only weapons Taffy 3 had that could possibly work against their heavily armored adversaries were their torpedoes. They would have to get in close to use them. The Destroyer Johnston led the way, followed by the other 2 Destroyers and the 4 diminutive Destroyer Escorts. Against the big guns, it was a suicide mission. They laid smoke to screen the retreating carriers as they attacked.

          The speeding American vessels got lucky. Kurita’s gunners thought they were shooting at heavily armored Cruisers and Fleet Carriers. They initially fired armor-piecing shells that went right through the thin skins of the American ships without exploding. By the time they realized their error, the tiny vessels of Taffy 3 were within torpedo range. Intermittent rain squalls also helped to conceal the attacking Tin Cans.

          Kurita’s ships fired everything they had at the approaching Americans. They inflicted heavy damage on the Johnston, the Hoel and the Samuel B. Roberts, but they kept coming. Holes were patched, systems were repaired and water was pumped out. Shells from the Johnston set the Heavy Cruiser Kumano on fire. Then two of the Johnston’s torpedoes blew the its bow off. The Americans got so close to the Japanese ships, that some of them couldn’t lower their guns far enough to shoot at the little ships. Meanwhile, aircraft from the Escort Carriers began attacking the Japanese fleet. Their land attack ordinance didn’t pose much of a threat, but they scared hell out of the Japanese seamen anyway. Some unarmed aircraft even made dummy attacks.

          The aggressive American attacks caused great confusion within Kurita’s force. His flagship Yamato swerved to avoid torpedoes, causing him to lose control of the battle. At one point, the badly damaged Johnston drove off 7 Japanese destroyers that were threatening the Escort Carriers. The tiny Roberts got close enough to score a torpedo hit on the Chōka. Then it was joined by the Heermann in a gun attack on the Heavy Cruiser Chikuma. The bigger ship was heavily damaged. The Hoel, the Roberts and the Johnston were eventually sunk, each firing until the last possible moment. In spite of the heroic efforts of the Taffy 3 Destroyers and Destroyer Escorts, the Escort Carrier Gambier Bay was sunk by naval gunfire. The Carrier St Lo became one of the first American ships to be sunk by an organized Kamikaze attack. Many of the survivors of the sunken ships endured 2 days in the water before rescue due to fear of enemy submarines in the area.

          Damage to Kurita’s fleet was far greater than Taffy Three’s. He lost 3 Heavy Cruisers and much of the rest of his fleet had varying degrees of damage. After being beaten by a force far smaller than what he thought he was facing, Kurita retreated. The day was saved. The troops on the beaches continued to carry the battle across Leyte. The Japanese fleet would never again be a threat in the Pacific War.

          Commander Evans, Captain of the Johnston, received a posthumous Medal of Honor for his courage and leadership. His body was never found. Taffy 3 received the Presidential Unit Citation along with numerous individual awards.

LDT Oct 13, ‘21

For more read “The Last Stand of the Tin Can Sailors” by James D. Hornfischer.

Republican Columbus

Columbus brought disease, cruelty and a cross.

I posted an item on Montana History, Mysteries and Memorabilia on Facebook. It was Columbus/ Indigenous Peoples’ Day. I made the mistake of mentioning how European diseases brought to the Americas by Columbus and those who followed him had decimated Native American populations. (The article was about the 1837 Smallpox Epidemic.)

Almost immediately 3 MAGAts started screaming about how unfairly Columbus is being treated and calling others names.

I posted this and then deleted the original post:

“I certainly didn’t post this to start a war over Columbus. My apologies for connecting the 1837 Small Pox epidemic to him. Like him or hate him, Columbus had little to do with Montana history. My bad. Having said that, anyone who wants to fight over Columbus, European contact or call folks brainwashed is welcome to discuss their feelings on Twitter. James Davies “

LDT Oct 11. ‘21

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Hi-Line Highway

Glasgow, Montana
Still a ways to go…

Hi-Line Highway

It ain’t the Mother Road, but Highway Two will do.

you’ll hit the Mother Lode, when y’er passin’ through.

Windin’ from the prairie, up to the Great Divide,

rollin’ through the country, Montana high and wide.

Watches set at State Line, good old Mountain Time,

the slot machines are fine, you can spend a dime.

Cowboy on a bronc, they open up the gate,

the buzzer it will honk when he hits the other state.

Six hundred long-long miles, then add three more score,

before you get the smiles, you’ll havta’ add six more.

An elevator full of grain, standin’ on the plain,

a monument to the rain, a-waitin’ for a train.

Add a bar and a school, then you’ve got a town.

learn the Golden Rule, or drink until you drown.

Drive through open range, there ain’t no passin’ lane,

don’t need no interchange, just rows of wavin’ grain.

The Reservations roll by, no one wonders why,

a treaty and a lie, took it all but the sky.

The road just seems to vanish somewhere up ahead.

where maybe it will banish your trouble and your dread.

Your speed is just a number, Montana doesn’t care,

there’s crosses to remember, you see ‘em everywhere.

Race the Empire Builder, where Curry robbed it once,

Sundance was a bungler, but Curry was no dunce.

The Rockies will stand out, as you leave the plain,

it’s a damn good route, you’ll wish you could remain.

The Big Sky has its code, this road makes it true.

It ain’t the Mother Road, but Highway Two will do.

LDT Oct 2, ‘21

US Route 2 runs 666.6 miles across Northern Montana. It parallels the BNSF (formerly Great Northern) railroad’s Hi-line. My home towns of Havre and Glasgow are both on the route.

Grain Elevator along Highway 2

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Captain John

of the Thunderhead

The Thunderhead
Palacios, Texas

He kept that Perkins perkin’ on Matagorda Bay,

for the shrimp were lurkin’ out beyond the Quay.

Castin’ off from the dock before the tide goes out,

headin’ steady as a rock, he’ll fill the net no doubt.

He’ll find the perfect spot, outriggers he will drop,

ties the bag with a knot, lowerin’ doors in the chop.

Slowly feedin’ out the net, no tangled screw to clear,

gonna’ make a tiny bet, the trawlin’s good right here.

Net scrapes on the bottom, the doors pull it wide,

gives a kind of freedom, along with the ride.

The Perkins chugs along, radio plays a song,

nuthin’ can go wrong, this pull won’t be long.

Net is getting’ full, the stern is sittin’ low,

Set the winch to pull, maybe make some dough.

Lift the net up high, the bag it is chock full,

Hope nuthin’ goes awry, just the knot to pull.

Dumps out on the deck, they wriggle and they squirm,

He hollers. “What the heck?” as he does confirm.

Cannon balls and crabs are mixed up with the shrimp,

each the deckhand grabs, proves she ain’t a wimp.

Throwin’ out the chum, gulls and dolphins play,

no reason to be glum, we’re gonna’ get some pay.

Put the haul on ice, the Bait Camp has the price,

Six Bits will suffice, a cold beer would be nice.

He kept that Perkins perkin’ on Matagorda Bay,

Little trawler jinkin’ on its merry way.

All of us were deckhands
Jess Loper culling shrimp
on the Thunderhead

lDT Oct 6, ‘21

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1962

I went to Glasgow High, then transfered to Havre

It’s Nineteen Sixty-Two, high school days are through,

haven’t got a clue, don’t know what to do.

Got a high school ring, half an ounce of gold,

The ten bucks it’ll bring, is money I can hold.

Workin’ at the Super Save, the currency I crave,

 I’m toilin’ like a slave and I barely have to shave.

Pretty blue-eyed blonde, secret crush I hold,

Looked at me and yawned, guess I ain’t that bold

Cuban Missile Crisis, scares me half to death,

Feelin’ kinda’ helpless, barely catch my breath.

Tried to go to college, hated Chemistry,

 Had a mental blockage, somehow I got a B.

Ain’t lookin’ at no future, there’s nuthin’ here for me,

The world’s in such a blur, no path that I can see.

Maybe I’ll drop out, maybe join the Corps,

Or I can take the Hippie route, or fight some stupid war.

Now Buddy Holley’s dead, Ritchie’s gone as well,

Sputnik’s flyin’ overhead, the world has gone to hell.

LDT Sep 25, ‘21

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Pandemic Charging

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Portable Jump Starter. (Amazon $50)

Everyone needs one of these. Karen’s car doesn’t get driven much. A while back, the perfectly good battery wouldn’t stay charged. Our parking spot gives us no opportunity to us an A/C battery charger. This tiny portable jump start unit would get it going again. It charges on a USB cable, will power any USB device (like your phone) and even has a powerful flashlight. Its only down side is that it has to be re-charged every month or so whether or not you use it.

I also got a solar charger that I hung on a fence to help maintain the battery. Like many other modern cars, our Ford has a “Battery Control Module” to protect its sensitive electronics from voltage fluctuations. Unfortunately this system is a pian in the A$$ when you have a car that isn’t used much. If the battery goes dead, or is removed for re-charging/replacement, the system will no longer allow it to fully charge. This could mean a trip to the dealer to reset the system with a dealer diagnostic tool. Fortunately, in our case, there is a hack where drivers can reset the system on their own. On our Ford, just turn on the ignition without starrting the car, pull the Hi-beam switch toward you five times, then step on the brake three times. A light will flash on the dash signifying the Battery Control Monitor has reset itsdelf.

Did I ever tell you how much I miss my ’49 Ford?

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The Bible and the Flag

TFG shows his “faith” and “patriotism”

Held up a Bible upside down, hugged the flag, like a clown,

Then our liberty he did drown, wore his smirk, like a crown.

Said the NEWS was always FAKE, and we could all jump in the lake,

While the truth, he did forsake, and the LIE was all he spake.

Tried to overturn the Gov-ern-ment, claimed he was heaven sent,

Hoped to be our Regent, paid no tax, not a cent.

RIGGED ELECTION! he did claim, his insurrection was just a game,

Claimed he won, what a shame, tweeted out to fan the flame.

Never served in a war, never joined no fightin’ Corps,

Said he won the COVID War, but the dead know the score.

Had a Mistress on the side, took a porn star for a ride,

Payoff payments he did hide, Miss “I don’t care” by his side.

Wants to run for Prez ag’in, hopin’ that he might win.

To cover up all his sin, and avoid the Jailhouse Inn.

Let’s all give him a big thumbs-down, turn his smirk into a frown,

Held up a Bible upside down, hugged the flag, like a clown.

LDT Sep 16, ‘21

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Murica’s Mayor

Rudy Giuliani gave a Press Conference on his
stolen election conspiracy theories Nov 19, 2020

Fealty to the Former Guy was his fatal flaw,

Lies and litigation led him to cross the law.

He said that “Truth’ ain’t “truth”, told a slew of lies,

Standin’ before the cameras right before our eyes.

Held a Presser at Four Seasons, ‘twas a landscape place,

Next door to the sex shop, he’s lying to our face.

The election it was stolen, was his Power Point,

Tried to get the courts, the loser to anoint.

Claimed election fraud, but couldn’t prove one case,

Made him look the clod, in every courtroom space.

Got to be a movie star in Borat, the Sequel,

Forgot to zip his pants, all the world could tell.

Perhaps it was the Scotch that led to his debauch,

Surely he did botch the zipper on his crotch.

Went over to Ukraine, seekin’ campaign dirt,

Found a Russian agent, that was his ”expert.”

Fruman and Parnas, foreign campaign cash,

Makin’ quite a splash with Rudy in the mash.

Got suspended by the bar in New York and D.C.,

Said he didn’t care, he worked for Trump for free.

Called up to Mar-a-Lago, “Who the hell are you?

If you need some dough, I think that we are through!”

Now Rudy he’s in trouble cuz he crossed the law.

Fealty to the Former Guy was his fatal flaw.

LDT Sep 13, ‘21

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I’d like to share this piece with Rudy, but he has me blocked.

Must have been something I said.

Looking forward to writing a few more verses when Giuliani gets indicted.

Rudy Giuliani’s Role in Borat Subsequent Moviefilm

Maria Valcheva Baralove In Borat II

Rusy Giuliani was hilariously pranked by actress Maria Valcheva Bakalova in Sacha Baron Cohen’s film, “Borat Subsequent Moviefilm. Posing as a foreign journalist, she got him to sit for an interview in a hotel room. After the interview, she asked him if he wanted to step into the bedroom for a drink. The guiliable Guiliani agreed. As she was helping him with his microphone on the bed, he appeared to start removing his pants. Here’s what Rudy said happened next:

“This guy comes running in wearing a crazy, what I would say was a pink transgender outfit. “it was a pink bikini with lace, underneath a translucent mesh top, it looked absurd. He had the beard, bare legs, and wasn’t what I would call distractingly attractive,”“This person comes in yelling and screaming, and I thought this must be a scam or a shake-down, so I reported it to the police. He then ran away.”

The fil Borat Subsequent Movieflilm is available on Amazon Prime Video. It is hilarious.