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THE ENOLA GAY
2/13/2010 7:37:22 AM
One day a while back I was returning from business in Honolulu, via Chicago, and by the luck of the draw, I was assigned seat 4-G. Next to me in 4-H was Studs Terkel, the Pulitzer Prize writer whose radio show was broadcast daily for overforty years on WFMT. After a martini or two, I ask the iconic historian what was perhaps his most memorable interview?
“All of them,” he told me, “or I wouldn’t have bothered. There was one, though, that sticks out in my mind. I taped it and wrote it up. It’s been published on the Internet and other places, and you can get it there from a lot of sources, at a lot of places.”*
“Who was it with?”
“Paul Tibbets, the Air Force pilot,” he said. “We were seated there, two old gaffers, pretty much like you and me. Just me and Tibbets, he was about 89 years old, a retired brigadier general, we were yakking in his hometown of Columbus, where he’d lived for many year.”
This is how Studs Terkel remembered it and, lightly edited by me here, how it basically appears on the Internet:
TIBBETS: Hey, you've got to correct that—I'm only 87. You said I am 89.
STUDS: I know. See, I'm 90, so what’s the difference? I got you beat by three years. Look, we've had a nice lunch, you and I and your companion. I noticed, though, that while sat in that restaurant, a lot of people passed by. They didn't know who you were, and what’s worse, they didn’t recognize me, either. But once upon a time, you flew a plane called the Enola Gay over the city of Hiroshima, in Japan, on a Sunday morning—August 6, 1945—and you dropped a bomb out of that plane.. It was the atomic bomb, the first ever. And that particular moment changed the whole world around us. You were the pilot of that plane.
TIBBETS: Yes, I was the pilot.
STUDS: And the Enola Gay was named after . . .
TIBBETS: My mother. She was Enola Gay Haggard before she married my
dad, and my dad never supported me with the flying. . . . He hated airplanes and motorcycles. When I told them I was going to leave college and go fly planes in the Army Air Corps, my dad said, "Well, I've sent you through school, bought you automobiles, given you money to run around with the girls—but from here on, you're on your own. If you want to go kill yourself, go ahead, I don't give a damn" Then Mom just quietly said, "Paul, if you want to go fly airplanes, you're going to be all right." And that was that.
STUDS: Where was that?
TIBBETS: Well, that was in Miami. In Florida. My dad had been in the real estate business down there for years, and at that time he was retired. And I was going to school at Gainesville, but I had to leave after two
years and go to Cincinnati because Florida had no medical school..
STUDS: You were thinking of being a doctor?
TIBBETS: I didn't think that, my father thought it. He said, "You're going to be a doctor," and I just nodded my head and that was that. And I started out that way; but it was about a year before I was able to get into an airplane—fly it—I soloed—and I knew then that I had to go fly airplanes.
STUDS: So by 1944 you were a pilot—a test pilot on the program to
develop the B-29 bomber. When did you get word that you were going to get a special assignment?
TIBBETS: One day in September ‘44 I'm running a test on a B-29—I landed it and man meets me. He says he just got a call from General Uzal Ent, the commander of the Second Air Force at Colorado Springs. He wants me in his office the next morning at nine o'clock. He said, "Bring your clothing—your B4 bag—because you're not coming back for a while." Well, I didn't know what it was and didn't pay much attention to it—just another assignment. I got to Colorado Springs the next morning right on time. A man named Lansdale met me, walked me to General Ent's office and closed the door behind me. With him was a man wearing a blue suit, a US Navy captain named William Parsons, who flew with me to Hiroshima. And Dr. Norman Ramsey, a Columbia University professor in nuclear physics. And Norman said: "OK, we've got what we call the Manhattan Project. What we're doing is trying to develop an atomic bomb. We've gotten to the point now where we can't go much further till we have airplanes to work with, to test ‘em with." He gave me an explanation, which probably lasted 45, 50 minutes, and then they left. General Ent looked at me and said, "The other day, General ‘Hap’ Arnold, who you know commands the Army Air Corps, gave me three names.” Both of the others were full colonels, and I was a lieutenant colonel at the time. He said that when General Arnold asked which of them could do this atomic weapons deal, and he replied without hesitation, "Paul Tibbets is the man to do it." I said, "Well, thank you, sir." Then he laid out what was going on and it was up to me now to put together an organization and train them to drop atomic weapons on both Europe and the Pacific—he said on Tokyo, to be exact. .
STUDS: Tokyo. Interesting—that was their first choice? And they would have dropped it on Europe as well? We didn't know that.
TIBBETS: My edict was as clear as could be. Drop simultaneously in
Europe and Japan because of the secrecy problem. You couldn't drop it
in one part of the world without dropping it in the other. And so he said,
"I don't know what to tell you, but I know you happen to have B-29's to
start with. I've got a squadron in training in Nebraska, and they have the best record so far of anybody we've got. I want you to go visit them, look at
them, talk to them, do whatever you want. If they don't suit you, we'll get
you some more." Then he said: "There's nobody could tell you what you have to do because nobody knows what to do. If we can do anything to help you, ask me." I thanked him for his confidence, and he said, "Paul, be careful how you treat this responsibility, because if you're successful you'll probably be called a hero. And if you're unsuccessful, you might wind up in prison."
STUDS: Did you know the power of an atomic bomb? Were you told about
that?
TIBBETS: No, I didn't know anything like that at that time. But I knew how to put an organization together. I was told, "Go take a look at the bases, and call me and tell me which one you want to work out of." I wanted to get back to Grand Island, Nebraska where my wife and two kids were, where my laundry was done, and all that stuff. But I thought, "Well, I'll go to Wendover, the base in Utah first and see what they've got." As I came in over the hills, I saw it was a beautiful spot. It had been a final staging place for units that were going through combat crew training, and the guys ahead of me were the last P-47 fighter outfit. This lieutenant colonel in charge said, "We've just been advised you were going to stop here, and I don't know what you want to do. But if it has anything to do with this base, it's the most perfect base I've ever been on. We’ve got full machine shops, everybody's qualified, and they know what they want to do. It's a good place."
STUDS: So now you get to choose your own crew?
TIBBETS: Well, I had mentally done it before that. I knew right away I
was going to get Tom Ferebee for the Enola Gay's bombardier, and Theodore "Dutch" Van Kirk to be navigator, and Wyatt Duzenbury for my flight engineer.
STUDS: Guys you had flown with in Europe?
TIBBETS: Yeah.
STUDS: And now you're training. And you're also talking to physicists
like Robert Oppenheimer, the senior scientist on the Manhattan Project.
TIBBETS: I think I went to Los Alamos three times, and each time I got to see Bob Oppenheimer working in his own environment. Later, thinking about it, here's a young man, a brilliant person who’s a chain smoker, and he drinks cocktails when he’s not working, and sometimes when he is. And he can’t stand fat men. And General Leslie Groves, the general in charge of the Manhattan Project, he's your typical fat man, and Groves detests people who smoke and drink. The two of them are the first original odd couple.
STUDS: They had a feud, Groves and Oppenheimer?
TIBBETS: Yeah, one of those under the surface things. But neither one of them showed it. They were professionals, and each one of them had a job to do.
STUDS: Did Oppenheimer tell you about the destructive nature of the
bomb?
TIBBETS: No.
STUDS: How did you know about that?
TIBBETS: From Dr. Ramsey. He said, “The only thing we can tell you about it is, it's going to explode with the force of 20,000 tons of TNT.” I'd never seen a pound of TNT blow up. I'd never heard of anybody who'd even seen a hundred pounds of TNT blow up. All I felt was that this was gonna be one hell of a big bang.
STUDS: Twenty thousand tons. That's equivalent to how many planes
full of bombs?
TIBBETS: Well, I think the two bombs that we used at Hiroshima and
Nagasaki had more power than all the bombs the Air Force had used during
the entire war in Europe.
STUDS: So Ramsey told you about the possibilities?
TIBBETS: Even though it was still all theory, whatever those guys told me,
that's what happened. So I was ready to do the deed, but I wanted to ask Oppenheimer how to get away from the bomb after we dropped it. I told him that when we had dropped bombs in Europe and North Africa, we'd flown straight ahead after dropping them, which is also the trajectory of the bombs. But what should we do this time? He said, "You can't fly straight ahead because if you do, you'll be right over the top when it blows up and your plane will probably vaporize and nobody would ever know you were there." He said I had to turn tangent to the expanding shock wave. I said, "Well, I've had some trigonometry, some physics. What is tangency in this case?" He said it was 159 degrees in either direction. "Turn 159 degrees as fast as you can and you'll be able to put yourself the greatest distance from where the bomb explodes."
STUDS: How many seconds would you have to make that turn?
TIBBETS: Well, I had dropped enough practice bombs to realize that the charges would blow at around 1,500 feet in the air, so I would have forty to forty-two seconds to turn 159 degrees. I went back to Wendover as quick as I could and took the airplane up. I got myself to 25,000 feet, and I practiced turning, steeper and steeper, and I got it where I could pull it around in forty seconds. The tail was shaking badly and I was afraid of it breaking off, but I didn't quit. That was my goal. And I practiced and practiced until, without even thinking about it, I could do it in between forty and forty-two seconds
all the time. So, when that day came . . .
STUDS:: You got the go-ahead on August 5?
TIBBETS: Yeah. We were in Tinian, our base in the Pacific, at the time we got the OK. They had sent this Norwegian fellow to the weather station
out on Guam, and I had a copy of his report. We said that, based on his forecast, the sixth day of August would be the best day that we could get over Honshu, the island where Hiroshima was. So we did everything that had to be done to get the crews ready to go: airplane loaded, crews briefed, all of the things checked that you have to check before you can fly over enemy territory. General Groves had this brigadier-general who was with the Project waiting back in Washington, standing by a special teletype machine. He stayed close to that thing all the time, notifying people back there, all by code, that we were preparing these airplanes to go any time after midnight on the 6th. And that's the way it worked out. We were ready to go at about four o'clock in the afternoon on the 5th, and we got word from the president that we were free to go: "Use me as you wish" he said. They gave me a time I was supposed to drop the bomb on target and that was 9:15 in the morning, but that was Tinian time, one hour later than Japanese time. I told Dutch, "You figure it out what time we have to start after midnight to be over the target at 9 AM their time."
STUDS: That'd be Sunday morning.
TIBBETS: Well, we got going down the runway at right about 2:15 AM, and we took off, we met our rendezvous guys, we made our flight up to what we call the “Initial Point,” that would be a geographic position that you
could not mistake. Well, of course, we had the best visual coordinate in the world with the rivers and bridges and that big shrine. There was no mistaking what it was.
STUDS: So you had to have the right navigator to get it on the button, right over Hiroshima?.
TIBBETS: The airplane has a bomb sight connected to the autopilot, and the bombardier puts figures in there for where he wants to be when he drops the weapon, and that's transmitted to the airplane. We always took into account what would happen if we had a failure and maybe the bomb bay doors didn't open. We had a manual release put in each airplane so it was right down by the bombardier and he could pull on that. And the guys in the airplanes that followed us had to drop their instruments, and they needed to know when it was going to go off so they could record all the technical data. We were told not to use the radio, but, hell, I had to. I told them I would say, "One minute out, thirty seconds out, twenty seconds, and ten.” And then I'd count, "Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four seconds", and so on, which would give them a time to drop their cargo. They knew what was going on because they knew where we were. And that's exactly the way it worked out—it was absolutely perfect. After we got the airplanes in formation, I crawled into the fuselage and went back to tell the men, "You know what we're doing today, don’t you?" They said, "Well, yeah, we're going on a bombing mission." I said, "Yeah, we're going on a bombing mission, but it's a little bit special." My tail gunner, Bob Caron, was a pretty shrewd guy. He said, "Colonel, we wouldn't be playing with atoms today, would we?" I said, "Bob, you've got it just exactly right." So I went back up in the front and told the navigator, bombardier, flight engineer, in turn, I said, "OK, this is an atom bomb we're dropping." They listened intently but I didn't see any change in their faces or anything else. Those guys were no idiots. We'd been fiddling round with the most peculiar-shaped things we'd ever seen. So we’re down to that where I say "one second" and by the time I'd got that out of my mouth, the airplane had lurched, because ten thousand pounds had come out of the front. I'm in this turn now, tight as I can get it, that helps me hold my altitude and helps me hold my airspeed and everything else all the way around.. When I level out, the nose is a little bit high and as I look up there, the whole sky is lit up in the prettiest blues and pinks I've ever had seen in my life. It was just great. I tell people I tasted it. "Well," they say, "what do you mean?" When I was a child, if you had a cavity in your tooth the dentist put some mixture of some cotton or whatever it was, lead, I think, right into your teeth, and he pounded it all in with a hammer. I learned that if I had a spoon of ice cream and touched one of those teeth, I’d get this electrolysis, and I got the taste of lead out of it. And I knew right away what it was. OK, we're all going to be fine. We had been briefed to stay off the radios: "Don't say a damn word, what we do is we make this turn, we're going to get out of here as fast as we can.” I want to get out over the Sea of Japan because I know they can't find me over there. With that done we're home free. Then Tom Ferebee has to fill out his bombardier's report and Dutch, the navigator, has to fill out a log. Tom is working on his log and he says, "Dutch, what time were we over the target?" And Dutch says, "Nine-fifteen plus 15 seconds." Ferebee says: "What lousy navigating. Fifteen seconds off!"
STUDS: Did you hear an explosion?
TIBBETS: Oh yeah. The shockwave was coming up at us after we turned. And the tail gunner said, "Here it comes!" About the time he said that, we got this kick in the ass. I had accelerometers installed in all airplanes to record the G-force of the bomb. It hit us with two and a half Gs. Nnext day, when we got figures from the scientists on what they had learned from all these things, they said, "When that bomb exploded, your airplane was 10 and half miles away from it."
STUDS: Did you see the mushroom cloud?
TIBBETS: You see all kinds of mushroom clouds, but they were made with different types of bombs. The Hiroshima bomb did not make a mushroom. It was what I call a “stringer.” It just came up. It was black as hell and it had
lights and colors and white in it and a gray color in it and the top was like a folded-up Christmas tree.
STUDS: Do you have any idea what happened down below?
TIBBETS: Pandemonium! I think it's best stated by one of the
historians, who said: "In one micro-second, the city of Hiroshima didn't exist."
STUDS: So . . . you came back and you visited President Truman.
TIBBETS: We're talking 1948 now. I was back in the Pentagon and I get a call from the chief of staff, Carl Spaatz, the very first chief of staff of the Air Force. When we got to General Spaatz's office, General Jimmy Doolittle was there, and a colonel named Dave Shillen. Spaatz said, "Gentlemen, I just got word from the President. He heard we’re all in town, and he wants us to go over to his office immediately." On the way over, Doolittle and Spaatz were doing some talking; I wasn't saying very much. When we got out of the car we were escorted right quick to the Oval Office. There was a black man there who always took care of Truman's needs, and he said, "General Spaatz, will you please be facing the desk?" And now, facing the desk, Spaatz is on the right, Doolittle and Shillen next to him. Of course, militarily speaking, that's the correct order, because Spaatz is senior, and Doolittle has to sit to his left. Then I was taken by this man and put in the chair that was right beside the president's desk, beside his left hand. Anyway, we got a cup of coffee and we got most of it consumed when Truman walked in and everybody stood on their feet. He said, "Sit down, please," and he had a big smile on his face and he said, "General Spaatz, I want to congratulate you on being first chief of the Air Force," because it was no longer called the Air Corps. Spaatz said, "Thank you, sir, it's a great honor and I appreciate it." And he said to Doolittle: "That was a magnificent thing you pulled flying off of that carrier and kicking the piss out of Tokyo," and Doolittle said, "All in a day's work, Mr. President." And he looked at Dave Shillen and said, "Colonel Shillen, I want to congratulate you on having the foresight to recognize the potential in aerial refueling. We're gonna need it bad some day." And he said, "Thank you very much." Then he looked at me for 10 seconds and he didn't say anything. And when he finally did, he said, "What do you think, Colonel?" I said, "Mr. President, I think I did what I was told." He slapped his hand on the table and said: "You're damn right you did, and I'm the guy who sent you! And if anybody ever gives you a hard time about it, refer them to me!"
STUDS: Anybody ever give you a hard time?
TIBBETS: No. Nobody gave me a hard time.
STUDS: Do you ever have any second thoughts about the . . . bomb?
TIBBETS: The bomb? No. I joined the Air Corps to defend the United States to the best of my ability. That's what I believe in, and that's what I work for. Number two: I'd had so much experience with airplanes. I'd had jobs where there was no particular direction about how you do it, and then of course I put this thing together with my own thoughts on how it should be because when I got the directive I was always self-supporting at all times. On the way to the target I was thinking: I can't think of any mistakes I've made. Maybe I did make a mistake: maybe I was too damned assured. At 29 years of age I was so shot in the ass with confidence I didn't think there was anything I couldn't do. Of course, that applied to airplanes and people. So, no, I had no problem with it. I knew we did the right thing because when I knew we'd be doing that, I thought, yes, we're going to kill a lot of people, but by God, we're going to save a lot of lives. We won't have to invade Japan after all and sacrifice thousands of American boys. Maybe more.
STUDS: Why did they drop the second one, the one on Nagasaki ?
TIBBETS: Unknown to anybody else—I knew it, but nobody else knew-—there was to be even a third one. See, the first bomb went off and they didn't hear anything out of the Japanese for two or three days. Then second bomb was dropped, and again they were silent for another couple of days.. Then I got a phone call from General Curtis LeMay, the head of the Strategic Air Command in the Pacific. He said, "You got another one of those damn things?" I said, "Yes sir." He said, "Where is it?" I said, "Over in Utah." He said, "Get it out here. You and your crew are going to fly it." I said, "Yes sir." I sent word back and the crew loaded it on an airplane and we headed back to out to Tinian. By the time they got the bomb components to the California debarkation point, the war was over. A third Japanese city was spared.
STUDS: Where did General LeMay have in mind for you to drop the third one?
TIBBETS: I don’t know. He never said. Nobody knows.
STUDS: One big question. Since September 11, what are your thoughts? People talk about nukes—the hydrogen bomb.
TIBBETS: Let's put it this way. I don't know any more about these terrorists than you do. I know nothing. When they hit the Trade Center I couldn't believe what was going on. We've fought many enemies at different times. But we knew who they were and where they were. These people, we don't know who they are or where they are. That's the point that bothers me. Because they're going to strike again, I'll put money on it. And it's going to be damned dramatic. But they're going to do it in their own sweet time. We've got to get into a position where we can kill the bastards. None of this business of taking them to court—the hell with that. I wouldn't waste five seconds on them.
STUDS: What about the bomb? Einstein said the world has changed since the atom was split.
TIBBETS: That's right. It has.
STUDS: And Oppenheimer knew that.
TIBBETS: Oppenheimer is dead. He did something for the world, and people don't understand. It is a free world.
STUDS: One last thing, when you hear people say, "Let's nuke 'em, let's nuke these people," what do you think?
TIBBETS: Oh, I wouldn't hesitate if I had the choice. I'd wipe 'em out. You're going to kill innocent people at the same time, but we've never fought a damn war anywhere in the world where they didn't kill innocent people. If the newspapers would just cut out the shit: "You've killed so many civilians." That's their tough luck for being there. Wrong time, wrong place.
STUDS: By the way, I forgot to say Enola Gay was originally called "Number 82." How did your mother feel about having her name on it?
TIBBETS: Well, I can only tell you what my dad said. My mother never changed her expression very much about anything, whether it was serious or light, but when she'd get tickled, her stomach would jiggle. My dad said to
me that when the telephone in Miami rang, my mother was quiet at first. Then, when it was announced on the radio, he said, "You should have seen the old gal's belly jiggle on that one."
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*found it in several places on the Internet, including UK’s The Guardian
Copyright©2010 by Robert A. Mills
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• BARBERSTOWN CASTLE - Saturday, January 22, 2011
• TRYING TO TAKE TUCSON – a bonus blog - Wednesday, January 19, 2011
• THE “BOBBYS” - Saturday, January 15, 2011
• POLITICS 101 - Saturday, January 08, 2011
• THE SNOWS OF KILIMANGEORGIA - Saturday, January 01, 2011
• WRITER'S CRAMP - Saturday, December 25, 2010
• BELLS ON CHRISTMAS DAY - Saturday, December 18, 2010
• PATTY ROBERTS, Part Two - Wednesday, December 15, 2010
• SECRET SANTA - Saturday, December 11, 2010
• PATTY ROBERTS - Thursday, December 09, 2010
• GETTING MY GOAT(EE) - Saturday, December 04, 2010
• IN FLIMFLAMS FIELDS . . . - Saturday, November 27, 2010
• PLYMOUTH ROCKS - Saturday, November 20, 2010
• LACED FOR ACTION - Saturday, November 13, 2010
• PEER PRESSURE - Saturday, November 06, 2010
• POLL CATS - Saturday, October 30, 2010
• FRIENDS - Saturday, October 23, 2010
• MY COUSIN DOUGIE - Saturday, October 16, 2010
• LOBSTER POTTED - Sunday, October 10, 2010
• A PRECIOUS GOLDEN BOBBY - Thursday, September 30, 2010
• THE KING IS DEAD (or at least in his throes) - Saturday, September 25, 2010
• STAND PAT - Saturday, September 18, 2010
• EGGS ROSAKOVIA - Saturday, September 11, 2010
• POLL CATS - Saturday, September 04, 2010
• KNOW YOUR AUDIENCE - Saturday, August 28, 2010
• (Bonus Blog) BUT WHO’S COUNTING? - Wednesday, August 25, 2010
• PEANUTS AND CRACKER JACKS - Saturday, August 21, 2010
• LUCKY STRIKE GREEN - Saturday, August 14, 2010
• AMERICARE vs. OBAMACARE - Saturday, August 07, 2010
• THE MAN WHO WOULD (temporarily) BE PRESIDENT - Saturday, July 31, 2010
• THE WEDDING - Saturday, July 24, 2010
• BUTTERFLIES ARE HAPPY - Saturday, July 17, 2010
• HATTERS ARE MAD - Saturday, July 10, 2010
• WHAT DOES THE BOSTON TEA PARTY AND THE REPUBLICAN TEA PARTY HAVE IN COMMON? - Friday, July 02, 2010
• MILQUETOAST HEADLINES - Saturday, June 26, 2010
• JAMIE DUPREE DESERVES BETTER - Saturday, June 19, 2010
• WHAT BARACK OBAMA AND HELEN THOMAS HAVE IN COMMON - Saturday, June 12, 2010
• GRANDNIECE LEIGH IS OFF TO HONDURAS - Saturday, June 05, 2010
• MEMORIAL HOLE-IN-ONE - Saturday, May 29, 2010
• GRANDNIECE EMILY GRADUATES - Wednesday, May 26, 2010
• THE MOON IS ROQUEFORT - Saturday, May 22, 2010
• LENO VS. O’BRIEN – TEMPEST IN A TV POT - Saturday, May 15, 2010
• A SHOT IN THE DARK - Thursday, May 06, 2010
• THE SOUTH SHALL RISE AGAIN – NOT - Saturday, May 01, 2010
• MARS OR BUST - Saturday, April 24, 2010
• A CUP OF TEA - Saturday, April 17, 2010
• THE TAXMAN COMETH - Friday, April 09, 2010
• DIPLOMAT OR DEMOCRAT, PART THREE - Saturday, April 03, 2010
• DIPLOMAT OR DEMOCRAT, PART TWO - Wednesday, March 31, 2010
• DIPLOMAT OR DEMOCRAT – PART ONE - Saturday, March 27, 2010
• . . . BY ANY OTHER NAME WOULD SMELL AS SWEET - Wednesday, March 24, 2010
• A ROSE BY ANY OTHER NAME . . . - Saturday, March 20, 2010
• WHAT’S IN A NAME? - Wednesday, March 17, 2010
• SQUEAKY’S FLEETING FAME - Saturday, March 13, 2010
• ATTICA REVISITED - Wednesday, March 10, 2010
• MARK MY WORDS - Saturday, March 06, 2010
• RADIO HALL OF FAME - Wednesday, March 03, 2010
• THE BEST HAS COME (and gone) - Saturday, February 27, 2010
• SWEAT MORE, BLEED LESS - Wednesday, February 24, 2010
• MY FIRST BIRTHDAY - Saturday, February 20, 2010
• IDES OF FEB, MINUS 1 - Wednesday, February 17, 2010
• THE ENOLA GAY - Saturday, February 13, 2010
• SUPER BOWL XLIV 2010 - Wednesday, February 10, 2010
• EARTHQUAKE - Wednesday, February 03, 2010
• AURA LEE - CONCLUSION - Sunday, January 31, 2010
• THOUGHTS ON STATE OF THE UNION, ETC - Friday, January 29, 2010
• AURA LEE - PART 21 - Wednesday, January 27, 2010
• AURA LEE - PART 20 - Saturday, January 23, 2010
• AURA LEE - PART 19 - Wednesday, January 20, 2010
• SLAINTE, AER LINGUS! - Bonus Blog - Monday, January 18, 2010
• AURA LEE - PART 17 - Saturday, January 16, 2010
• AURA LEE - PART 16 - Thursday, January 14, 2010
• BONUS BLOG – TRUTH BEHIND JAY LENO’S DEPARTURE FROM PRIME TIME - Monday, January 11, 2010
• AURA LEE - PART 15 - Saturday, January 09, 2010
• BOGUS BUT PERTINENT EMAIL - Bonus Blog - Friday, January 08, 2010
• AURA LEE - PART 14 - Wednesday, January 06, 2010
• AURA LEE -- PART 13 - Saturday, January 02, 2010
• AURA LEE -- PART 12 - Wednesday, December 30, 2009
• ALEX'S SECOND CHRISTMAS - Bonus Blog - Monday, December 28, 2009
• AURA LEE - PART ELEVEN - Saturday, December 26, 2009
• AURA LEE - PART TEN - Wednesday, December 23, 2009
• ALEX'S FIRST CHRISTMAS - Monday, December 21, 2009
• AURA LEE - PART NINE - Saturday, December 19, 2009
• AURA LEE - PART EIGHT - Wednesday, December 16, 2009
• BONUS BLOG - CHESS WITH PATTON - Monday, December 14, 2009
• AURA LEE PART SEVEN - Saturday, December 12, 2009
• AURA LEE PART SIX - Wednesday, December 09, 2009
• AURA LEE PART FIVE - Saturday, December 05, 2009
• AURA LEE PART FOUR - Wednesday, December 02, 2009
• AURA LEE PART THREE - Saturday, November 28, 2009
• AURA LEE PART TWO - Wednesday, November 25, 2009
• AURA LEE PART ONE - Friday, November 20, 2009
• ROGUE'S GONE - Monday, November 16, 2009
• NEW YORK, NEW YORK PART VI (concluded) - Friday, November 13, 2009
• NEW YORKM NEW YORK PART V (continued) - Monday, November 09, 2009
• NEW YORK, NEW YORK PART IV (continued) - Friday, November 06, 2009
• NEW YORK, NEW YORK PT III (continued) - Tuesday, November 03, 2009
• NEW YORK, NEW YORK PT. II (continued) - Friday, October 30, 2009
• NEW YORK, NEW YORK! IT’S A WONDERFUL . . . - Monday, October 26, 2009
• THE ICE PICK BOY HOAX - Friday, October 23, 2009
• YES, WE ARE COLLEGIATE! - Monday, October 19, 2009
• BULL'S EYE! - Friday, October 16, 2009
• Nobel Peace Prize - Monday, October 12, 2009
• WHAT TO MY WONDERING EARS . . . - Friday, October 09, 2009
• EARLY A.M. CALL - Monday, October 05, 2009
• FLOOD STORY - Friday, October 02, 2009
• PLAY ON, GEORGIA! - Monday, September 28, 2009
• SEE Y’ALL, IF’N THE CREEK DOAN RISE! - Friday, September 25, 2009
• "POPCORN" THEATER REVISITED - Tuesday, September 22, 2009
• OPEN WIDE - Friday, September 18, 2009
• CAMELOT IS CLOSED - Monday, September 14, 2009
• HEALTH CARE, ANYONE? - Friday, September 11, 2009
• MARTYRDOM - Monday, September 07, 2009
• CLOSE THE POOL! - Friday, September 04, 2009
• THE WEEK BEFORE LABOR DAY - Tuesday, September 01, 2009
• MORNING JOE - Friday, August 28, 2009
• LIPS THAT TOUCH WINE . . . - Monday, August 24, 2009
• KING TEDDY - Friday, August 21, 2009
• SHOP TIL YOU FLOP - Monday, August 17, 2009
• MOVIES ARE BETTER THAN EVER (?) - Friday, August 14, 2009
• THE BIRCH JOHN SOCIETY - Monday, August 10, 2009
• EVERYTHING I KNOW I LEARNED FROM SAM SPILLIOPOLIS AT THE PASTIME POOL ROOM - Friday, August 07, 2009
• SHORT PEOPLE - Tuesday, August 04, 2009
• ANDY ROONEY - Friday, July 31, 2009
• CHERNOBYL 7.28.09 - Monday, July 27, 2009
• ACTING STUPID 7.25.09 - Friday, July 24, 2009
• JUSTICE FOR SOTOMAYOR 7.21.09 - Monday, July 20, 2009
• ONLY AS OLD AS YOU FEEL 7.18.09 - Friday, July 17, 2009
• THE NATIONAL RADIO HALL OF FAME - Tuesday, July 14, 2009
• BIRTH OF THE TEDDY BEAR 7.11.09 - Sunday, July 12, 2009
• (Close Counts) 0NLY IN HORSESHOES 7.7.09 - Monday, July 06, 2009
• MAD AS HELL . . . 7/4/09 - Friday, July 03, 2009
• 4th OF JULY - Wednesday, July 01, 2009
• HOBBIES? - Monday, June 29, 2009
• LONG WAY FROM BUCK HOUSE - Friday, June 26, 2009
• NAVAL ENGAGEMENTS - Monday, June 22, 2009
• REGINA BRETT IS NO LADY BRETT ASHLEY 6.20.09 - Friday, June 19, 2009
• JULY 4th's A-COMIN'! - Monday, June 15, 2009
• WINNING THE LOTTERY - Friday, June 12, 2009
• THE TONIGHT SHOW - Monday, June 08, 2009
• PERSONAL DISCOVERY CHANNEL - Friday, June 05, 2009
• Jon and Kate, The Great Debate - Monday, June 01, 2009
• Philadelhia Lawyers - Friday, May 29, 2009
• MEMORIAL DAY 2009 - Monday, May 25, 2009
• La Isla de los Alcatraces 5/24/09 - Saturday, May 23, 2009
• CONFESSIONS OF AN INTERNET IDIOT - Thursday, May 21, 2009
• HAIL TO THE BOSS - Monday, May 18, 2009
• SAY CHEESE . . . - Friday, May 15, 2009
• NUMBER, PLEASE . . . - Tuesday, May 12, 2009
• AND THEY'RE OFF! - Saturday, May 09, 2009
• Some Enchanted Evening - Tuesday, May 05, 2009
• Fox Boycotts Obama - Friday, May 01, 2009
• RAILROADED - Tuesday, April 28, 2009
• NAKED GNOMES - Friday, April 24, 2009
• THE EYES OF TEXAS ARE UPON ME - Tuesday, April 21, 2009
• THE TEA PARTY - Friday, April 17, 2009
• HAPPY INCOME TAX DAY! - Wednesday, April 15, 2009
• THE FAIR TAX PLAN - Monday, April 13, 2009
• THE REST OF THE STORY 4/10/2009 - Friday, April 10, 2009
• A SPORTSMAN'S PARADISE - Monday, April 06, 2009
• IF AGENTS & BEST SELLERS ARE A DIME A DOZEN, HOW COME WRITERS AIN’T RICH? - Sunday, April 05, 2009
• BONUS BLOG 4.4.09 - Saturday, April 04, 2009
• TYCOON! - Tuesday, March 31, 2009
• End of Year Report - Sunday, November 02, 2008
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