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So that's how they did/do it.
 
@WT Door Crazy memory just surfaced. I recall driving on the country roads around Napoli at nighttime, and cars would whiz by without headlights on. Very disconcerting. The running joke was it “saved gas.” Am I remembering that correctly? Che pazzo.
Signora @Capt MJ, lei non ha scordato niente. Your memory isn’t playing any tricks on you. It happened, just like it did to us. You were brave, and maybe a bit pazza yourself for driving at night in the days without cell phones. I’ll bet you had a bunch of gettoni in the ash tray. At least we had connectivity. A drive that always amazed me was coming from Capodichino to Agnano in the summer. On that stretch of the tangenziale guys on Ducatis and vespas, with their significant other in the back smoking, would scream by me without a care in the world. Their helmets would be on the left or right arm - Neopolitan elbow protectors.

Remember the “squeeze” trying to get to CTF offices or commissary after exiting the “Tange”? It was Mario Cart in real time and not a video game. Your and my family’s memories are’t imaginings. Capodanno in Napoli or the feast of San Gennaro, you’ll remember that correctly too. Madonna, how we remember crazy, frustrating and lovable Napoli. Cin cin di nouvo.
 
Signora @Capt MJ, lei non ha scordato niente. Your memory isn’t playing any tricks on you. It happened, just like it did to us. You were brave, and maybe a bit pazza yourself for driving at night in the days without cell phones. I’ll bet you had a bunch of gettoni in the ash tray. At least we had connectivity. A drive that always amazed me was coming from Capodichino to Agnano in the summer. On that stretch of the tangenziale guys on Ducatis and vespas, with their significant other in the back smoking, would scream by me without a care in the world. Their helmets would be on the left or right arm - Neopolitan elbow protectors.

Remember the “squeeze” trying to get to CTF offices or commissary after exiting the “Tange”? It was Mario Cart in real time and not a video game. Your and my family’s memories are’t imaginings. Capodanno in Napoli or the feast of San Gennaro, you’ll remember that correctly too. Madonna, how we remember crazy, frustrating and lovable Napoli. Cin cin di nouvo.
Certo, but did you get a photo op with Humpty Dumpty??? 🤔

I lived in Pozzuoli, where a snort of air from Solfatara started every day. The senior officers and married couples tended to live further out off the Domiziana. Was it Parco Azul? I was pretty fearless, and Salvatore, my CO’s driver and general “fixer” for our command, taught me to drive Napoli-style, which stoplights were optional, don’t make eye contact with pedestrians or you have to yield, what speed limits really were, and so on. 🤣🤣🤣
And, I thought it was hilarious good fun to hurl old broken stuff off my 4th floor terrazzo like everyone else in my building at midnight in New Year’s. Holey moley, that was a sight to see.
 
This is a long article, which at times made me feel sad, amused, disgusted and surprised. It’s definitely about First World problems.

There has to be a name beyond helicopter/snowplow/lawnmower/drone overwatch parents. It just hasn’t occurred to me. It’s the kids I feel sorry for.

 
Certo, but did you get a photo op with Humpty Dumpty??? 🤔

I lived in Pozzuoli, where a snort of air from Solfatara started every day. The senior officers and married couples tended to live further out off the Domiziana. Was it Parco Azul? I was pretty fearless, and Salvatore, my CO’s driver and general “fixer” for our command, taught me to drive Napoli-style, which stoplights were optional, don’t make eye contact with pedestrians or you have to yield, what speed limits really were, and so on. 🤣🤣🤣
And, I thought it was hilarious good fun to hurl old broken stuff off my 4th floor terrazzo like everyone else in my building at midnight in New Year’s. Holey moley, that was a sight to see.

A photo with Humpty Dumpty? 🤣🤣🤣Those that know, aren’t sayin’ and those that are sayin’, don’t know! You confirmed for me that you really did do a tour in Naples. Still chucklin’….Ciao
 
Got Change? Here's a great way to put your foreign coins to work in the world. Use a Priority Mail "if it fits it ships" Flat Rate box or donate at the airport / airline.

 
Got Change? Here's a great way to put your foreign coins to work in the world. Use a Priority Mail "if it fits it ships" Flat Rate box or donate at the airport / airline.

Many/Most Navy ships in my experience do something like this at the brow in foreign ports. On the last day or two in port, there will be a drop box or bucket for "leftovers" of that country's currency which then gets donated back into that country. Where I've seen it, the chaplain or lay leaders did the work involved.
 
I'm glad the world doesn't rely on me to invent things like this. Amazing.


 
RIP Ronnie Van Zant, Steve Gaines, and Cassie Gaines. Their plane crashed on this day in 1977. Ronnie was a musical genius but often told people including his dad that he would never live to reach 30 years old. He was right.
 
I went to Lowes today and bought something that rang up to $10.98 and gave the cashier $11.00 in cash.
She asked me "Would you like to donate 28 cents to <some charity>?"

I looked at her with a dumbfounded "where did THAT come from?" look on my face.

I just plain didn't understand the question, considering I was getting TWO CENTS back in change.
 
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