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Check this out to understand…

https://www.cbsnews.com/news/ross-franquemont-air-force-pilot-captures-stunning-images-of-northern-lights/

Ross didn’t start out this way, a hero now on international news. No, he started as a baby, then grew to be kind of lunatic 4-year-old who insisted on going to airports to watch planes land and take off. Basically, the kid was sick. Closets were recommended; no food for a week came up when that snot nosed kid wouldn’t leave  his dad my Cousin, Jed Franquemont, alone. “Take me to the airport ,dad!”

There were long discussions about the kids fascination for flight. If you can believe it, this little guy wished to be a pilot before most kids figure out how to dress themselves.

Nuts, it’s called. All of a sudden, this kid is taking pictures from a U-2 Plane?!?!?!

Anyway,  Ross probably survived thru the Grace of God, what do I know, he was just some punk of a kid running around making plane noises during family reunions up at Lake Bonaparte as I remember. I’ve got a feeling we launched him off the dock up at the lake more than once to see if he could really fly. Nope: the kid was a flat liner.

Hey flat earth people….it’s possible the Earth isn’t flat after all!

Then, one day I get a call from my cousin Jed who tells me the kid we worried about since the day he was born is a pilot in the Air Force.  Ha!whahahaha. So I cashed in all my bonds, whatever, figuring we were about to lose a war somewhere soon. That didn’t happen and we all started to wonder?

Next I knew this kid who wanted to fly before he could zip his own was flying Generals around Europe!?!?! I figured this had to be some sort of pedal push flight machine we never used as kids. Then I learned the truth.

How was Ross making all this look so real? Sell, Sell. Sell I said to Wall Street!

I need to go back a bit and mention that this kid was never known to drink much*, but , as it came out later, his friends in europe, and the entourage of followers who drafted his wings were huge, bigly drinkers. The result quickly became a shortage of name brand beers coming out of Europe . This forced those brewers and others to develop many off-shoot beers and labels to try to circumvent the slaughter of the known labels his followers were causing…Now, it’s all history. The world has One zillion labels of beer on the shelves, and all of this is due to Ross Franquemont and his followers.

Next, kinda like a meteorite landing on your head, this single ,”I wanna be a pilot, Dad,” nuisance of a son became a U-2 pilot.  What?!?!? I said, “Sell everything and buy land in Russia.”

Rain drops keep fallin’ on my head….Nay, don’t think so.

Now before the women of the world start hoping to join the 70 thousand mile high  club with Ross they need to know that this is Jessica Franquemont, Ross’ wife. Thing is she’s beautiful, smart, articulate, kind and deadly. So kind , in fact, that she says anyone can have Ross as long as they’re six feet under and well decomposed.  Momma bear raises her three little ones with a tight fist and eagle eye! Just forget it: code to live by.

I’m certain Jessica has a good aim…

Yep, this is Ross Franquemont with his wife.. 

A great guy, true husband and father of three…he makes all of us proud. “Sorry dear, I’ll be 70 thousand miles high in the air tonight so don’t hold dinner.”

Ross Franquemont: a true Hero.

NO, Ross didn’t sink a forty-foot jumper to win the NCAA basketball championship; he didn’t heave a hail Mary pass to win the football championship. All Ross has done for the past 18 years and counting is help keep America and the World safe.

When I look up, “Hero,” in the dictionary, Ross Franquemont is in the definition.

Cheers

Franque23

*Maybe

Ross- it was that Franque23 guy who wrote all of this, not me.. Cheers, Unc.

 

 

 

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Blink-o and Nuttily

Blink-o and Nuttily

Up at the Lake in the Adirondacks. These two nut cases think they live in the house in the background, but really they live in our hearts. My cousin’s daughter’s children make them what to me? Err… neat kids, cousins removed whatever, and oh,  we look forward to stuffing them full of cookies. ( The all important water pump is far back on left-a quintessential strength test all our kids take as a right of passage.).

long ago

long ago

Like really long, long ago. If my head serves me right,,, the baby is my Dad who was born in 1911.His mom, my grandma, and then my great-grandma stand next to him. Baby boys wore dresses back then. It wasn’t until about he 1940s when baby boys were starting to get dressed differently from baby girls.

Grandpa Franque

Grandpa Franque

I grew up in a reading family. My Grandpa Franque died young, a victim of a drunk driver. He’s reading, maybe, the Presidential something….-he was an outspoken man, active in labor and politics. It figures I get this part of my being from this guy. Plus, no one can break their nose on a table top like he could.

Grandma Franque

Grandma Franque

Grandma Franque-she survived having four boys serving during WWll-so did they. She wrote the Rubber Fairy Tales and read them to all her grandchildren. They’ve never been published, but should have been. I hope to have better luck with my books, two of them are currently out on Kindle*. Of course, my sister, Sharon Franquemont, has had a book, You Already Know What to Do, published in eight languages that sold world-wide.  Other’s from this side of my family have been published as well. So yeah, reading and writing runs in the family.

Mom....natural blonde

Mom….natural blonde

I remember a day, I must have been about six. My mom had plopped me up on the new washing machine to examine a bee sting I’d gotten while running barefoot  thru the clover. I stared at her hair; this hair. I told her how beautiful she was( I knew even then, and my friends had mentioned this fact, also). I can see her smiling back, telling me my foot would be okay.

Dale in her sunday best

Dale in her sunday best

Everyone agrees, my wife could only make it with me by having the best of humor….she does. No one makes me laugh harder.

We love the sea. I couldn't resist adding this photo of my wife-

We love the sea. I couldn’t resist adding this photo of my wife-

Mom and Dad on their wedding day

Mom and Dad on their wedding day

This was an important day for me:-)!

Kelly's a Mom; Maya.

Kelly’s a Mom; Maya.

Kelly is our first daughter, a strong, good hearted person. She’s an achiever, a go getter. My dad always woke me up saying, “Up an at em!” Kelly took those words to heart. This is all great news for her first child; Kelly just about makes a good anything, especially a mom.

Ed carrying Joey Sherman on his back.

My brother, Ed, carrying Mary? Sherman on his back.

Is it 1956? Maybe. Hard to tell if this is Joey, or Mary, sisters and both our friends. Thing is, I’d try to carry Dave, my cousin, around on my back too, but sometimes I’d fall down. We were much younger. This horse-back ride thing was all the rage at the time. Lake days for my family; bonding days forever.

completely understandable wink????

completely understandable wink????

President John Kennedy had just been shot in the head. Lyndon Johnson, VP, walks along with Jacquelyn Kennedy just after the shooting and takes a moment to share a wink with Congressman Albert Thomas. Odd timing, huh? Recently this was published in a book:

“Lyndon Johnson’s mistress Madeleine Duncan Brown, on LBJ telling her on the day before JFK’s assassination “after tomorrow those SOB’s will never embarrass me again – that’s no threat – that’s a promise.”**

I think this one photo says more than the entire Warren Report  ever did.

The two of us enjoying Nagasaki at night during one of our visits to Japan.

The two of us enjoying Nagasaki at night during one of our visits to Japan.

My wife and I over look the city.  A glass window catches our reflection-a favorite moment and photo of mine.

Everyone who knows me knows I love the Lake. This shot I have to call prime time me. Young, strong, I had it all then.

Everyone who knows me knows I love the Lake. This shot I have to call prime time me. Young, strong, I had it all then.

 

gotta love it!

gotta love it!

I’m a nut case for animals. If truth be known, I love people , too, or, the world in general. I never met a rainy day I didn’t like. Thing is, I’ve thought for a long time that when Disney gave life to trees, birds, bees, all sorts of things, even broom sticks, that he was, at least, partially right. I’m most akin to Native American belief when it comes to Nature. We’re only a part of the big picture, only a result of everything and everyone who’s come before us, not the end product…

Cheers-and I’ve lots more pictures to share later on.

Franque23

*links for both books in the Avatar Magic Series:

Book one, Avatar Magic and book two, The Code of Avatar Magic are both on kindle now.

 

**http://whatreallyhappened.com/WRHARTICLES/jfk_lbj_wink.html

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