Friday, November 30, 2007
OK Boyz...show them!
Dudes, it's really cool to see pictures of your families and friends! How about some pictures of your wife's! I'll show you mine if you show me yours (wife's that is). Our wife's are our 'better half's'. With out them we would be mud ( according to my wife at least)!
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Agana Bay Mystery; the little island, gray haired lady
Does any one remember the little island in Agana Bay, just inside of the reef, on the Tamuning side? The tale went that there was an old lady with gray hair that lived on that little island.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Recent Carlson Pics
Left to right- Clay, Patty Jo, Me, Linh and Chovin. We've been eating at PIC for Thanksgiving for the last few years. For those that haven't been here for awhile, PIC is where the old Contenental Hotel was. We go play at PIC once in awhile. They have quite a few things to do there.
This was at Kings restaurant today. Linh was so cold she had to cover up with a napkin. I hope she doesn't check the blog. She won't be happy to see it online but I thought it was cute.
what was that game called?
at the bus stop, in the morning. (red rover, red rover, won't u come over). had to try to break through a line of kids on the the other side. If u got through, u could take one back, If they caught u, you were part of their team.....LOL so funny how this stuff comes back. It was our version of survivor until the bus got there.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Cindy...Got the goods!
Thanks, got the seeds to make red rice! I am out of town now, but as soon as I get home I will brew up the red rice. Thank you so, so much! This means the world to me! You can have my first born and my 401K!
Don't take myself too seriously
Giving me all kinds of hand gyrations and the bird, I chased him. I was pissed. Stopping behind him at a red light waited for him to give me atanbaba (dirtylook) in the rear veiw mirror.
By this time I saw the humour, waved and smiled. His shoulders shook with laughter and he waved back.
By this time I saw the humour, waved and smiled. His shoulders shook with laughter and he waved back.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Fire In The Hole!
I've been wanting to tell this story for a while. One of the dumbest things (among a long list) I have ever done.
One Boring summer evening in deans circle, Deanboy and I were, bored. As we walked around the block, we stopped at the drainage grate at the corner of Changs, across from Calbs. One of us had a pack of matches, and decided to try to build a fire at the bottom of the drainage catch basin. We collected sticks, paper and Iron wood needles for the burn, and piled them up at the bottom. We tossed match after match down the hole, but couldn't get it to burn. We lit paper, tossed it down, no luck. Exhausted I had an idea. Deanboy and i went behind my house. picked up a gallon (glass A&W rootbeer ) jug of gasoline, and poured down the hole. Surely this would get this fire to burn. We lit a match and threw it down the hole, no luck. so we lit paper, threw it down, no luck. try after try, no fire. I lit the whole pack of matches, tossed it down, no fire. We were perplexed.
As we sat on the curb next to the hole, saddened, bored and wondering what to do next.
BOOOOM! The ground shook, the grate lifted up as a flame shot 10 feet in the air. We went running.
The glass jug caught fire and was rolling down the street towards the Shooks driveway.
scared to death I ran after it . Then "Haw Haw I'm going to tell Dad Ha Ha" came from the bushes across the street. My bro Chris was there watching us the whole time.
How stupid we were. We were lucky we didn't have our faces over that grate when it went off. Deanboy, sorry for putting you in such danger, however as you all remember so well, Boring nights at Deans Circle brought out the best...stupid, in all of us.
Chris never told dad...I don't think.
One Boring summer evening in deans circle, Deanboy and I were, bored. As we walked around the block, we stopped at the drainage grate at the corner of Changs, across from Calbs. One of us had a pack of matches, and decided to try to build a fire at the bottom of the drainage catch basin. We collected sticks, paper and Iron wood needles for the burn, and piled them up at the bottom. We tossed match after match down the hole, but couldn't get it to burn. We lit paper, tossed it down, no luck. Exhausted I had an idea. Deanboy and i went behind my house. picked up a gallon (glass A&W rootbeer ) jug of gasoline, and poured down the hole. Surely this would get this fire to burn. We lit a match and threw it down the hole, no luck. so we lit paper, threw it down, no luck. try after try, no fire. I lit the whole pack of matches, tossed it down, no fire. We were perplexed.
As we sat on the curb next to the hole, saddened, bored and wondering what to do next.
BOOOOM! The ground shook, the grate lifted up as a flame shot 10 feet in the air. We went running.
The glass jug caught fire and was rolling down the street towards the Shooks driveway.
scared to death I ran after it . Then "Haw Haw I'm going to tell Dad Ha Ha" came from the bushes across the street. My bro Chris was there watching us the whole time.
How stupid we were. We were lucky we didn't have our faces over that grate when it went off. Deanboy, sorry for putting you in such danger, however as you all remember so well, Boring nights at Deans Circle brought out the best...stupid, in all of us.
Chris never told dad...I don't think.
Net Lingo
Ok, I have to admit too, I am unfamiliar with all of the text lol, rft, lbt ru, abcdefg.
So for all of you like me, go to www.netlingo.com. Its a good site to figure out what some are saying. Better yet,. Just write words like normal people. Some of us are still trying to fugure out how to use a computer. lol
So for all of you like me, go to www.netlingo.com. Its a good site to figure out what some are saying. Better yet,. Just write words like normal people. Some of us are still trying to fugure out how to use a computer. lol
Thursday, November 22, 2007
happy thanksgiving gang
I'm tryin to remind myself (and sometimes it aint easy), of all the things I should be thankful for... great childhood. wonderful parents, who loved me unconditionly. A sister and a brother, who always loved me, but may not always liked me. and four beautiful sons. and lest I forget my boyfriend Kurtis who helped me care for mom and dad over the last four years. oh and can't forget my baby kitty Lambchop, who loved mom and still keeps my spirits up when I come home.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
The Sickler Family
Amy, thank you for the pictures, this is the closest we've been to seeing your family again in a very long time. Please keep them coming, I'll keep on posting. And Wendy, I know that you read the blog, please send your email address so you can join us. When I found out that you knew about the blog long before Amy and Nancy, I was totally shocked and deeply hurt that you wouldn't honor us with your presence. Here we are on the first ever...Dean's Circle blog... wondering where Wendy is. Its not too late girl....my heart is aching, still waiting for you Wendy, ...still waiting... : )
Monday, November 19, 2007
Happy Thanksgiving everyone
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Alice Sparks
Took my son Ian to his bowling thing today. Little girl there, looks so much like you, when you were little. kinda cool.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
A funeral for a friend
My brother Ric and his wife Teresa lost a close friend Darrell. He was a Police officer in New York. He was killed in a traffic accident. We should remember the others involved and injured in the accident. Ric and Teresa are helping with the funeral.
For the sake of keeping this on an up note, as did Pat, Cindy, and Robert, I will tell a funny story of Ric when we were younger.
Ric once told me, "If you want to inpress the ladies, just put a sock down your pants".
I just wish he had told me to put it in the front, not the back of my pants.
Okay, I made it up!
For the sake of keeping this on an up note, as did Pat, Cindy, and Robert, I will tell a funny story of Ric when we were younger.
Ric once told me, "If you want to inpress the ladies, just put a sock down your pants".
I just wish he had told me to put it in the front, not the back of my pants.
Okay, I made it up!
And the winner is...
Who's Tat #1 This was kind of a trick question. Both the boob and tattoo belong to my other half Ylana. The irony is this is the same panther design my Dad had on his arm. Cindy and Pat lose points on this one. |
Who's Tat #2 This would be me. Cindy gets bonus points for the "big bicep" remark. |
Who's Tat #3 Based on some of your comments, it would appear Doug has the sexiest ankles on the blog. Cindy hit this one out of the park. |
Joe "Coco Joe" Hipolito has been found.
Everyone: email Joe "Coco Joe" Hipolito. His email: mr.kokomo@yahoo.com
I just got a very surprising email this morning and I could not wait to share it with everyone here.
JB
I just got a very surprising email this morning and I could not wait to share it with everyone here.
JB
Friday, November 16, 2007
Mushrooms on Guam
I've noticed a set of mushrooms growing out of wood in front of my door. They start growing throughout the night and then shriver to nothing when the sun rises. These fungi live for 12 hours and everynight I see new ones. I think we're lucky to have more time than that. Just an opinion:)
This one's for you Nancy
When I spoke with her the other night, one of the first things Nancy asked me was if I had any word from or pictures of Clay. She said something like, "I used to be so in love with that sweet, hot, sexy man". Forgive me Nancy if I mis-quoted you, but since you asked, I went back through the blog and consolidated all the Clayton Dean shots for you. I'm not positive, but I think he even posted a tight end shot of himself...for all you girls who were madly in love with him back in those teeny-bopper days. C'mon Clay, I know you have some more, the girls are just too shy to ask.
Welcome Amy
Does anyone know Brian Leon Guerrero or Loretto Vitor
My boss at Philips also grew up on Guam, but on the other side of the island. He went to Dededo HS.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Out at the Ranch:
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
The Sicklers have been Located
I was just falling asleep last night when my cell phone rang. As I was deciding who could be calling and whether I wanted to talk to them or not, I looked at the display screen and saw the name Nancy. As my heart pounded within my chest I answered. The sweetest voice greeted me and asked, "is this Dave Larson?" Sure enough, I had Nancy Sickler on the line. She is living up in Oregon, as is Amy, Don and their parents. Wendy is in New Jersy. Nancy said hello to all of you, and she is excited about joining us on the blog. She does not own a computer but said that Amy is a computer freak. They are supposed to email me so that I can get them signed onto our site. I have her phone number if anyone would like to call and encourage her to come hang out with us again. I also have Wendy's phone number but she has not returned my calls yet, which according to Nancy is quite normal. She only speaks to her about once a year and Wendy seldom returns her calls either. So keep your fingers crossed gang, we are closer than ever to getting back in touch with the Sicklers. I owe it all to our good friend Alice. She had the addresses and phone numbers all along.... thanks much Alice, I appreciate your help.
Veteran's Day 2007
I would like to remember my Dean's Circle Dad today, and pay tribute to a Navy Submariner who proudly served his country during the Korean War Era. He inspired me to become the person I am today and taught me how to live life through the good times and bad. My Dad was a great husband and father who led by example and always let it be known who was in charge of the family. He was an innovator who always loved the challenge of his next project, whether it be building a submarine in the basement or a methane burning engine on his VW van. I know my brothers and sister feel the same way I do about our Dad, he was always there for us. May his memory live on.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Great American Smoke Out 2
Sorry but i felt this is two important to just comment on . I wonted it to be up front again
Roberts words were so true and encouraging. In 1998 i quite smoking on a secluded beach in Mexico with a patch nice memory and surprisingly not to hard.
A TRIBUTE TO MRS C. Who i have a lot of great memories of.
I would like to add one more Tribute to a proud Ex Gecko, The Principle of G.W. High 1970-1973 my dad J.D.Copeland who we lost a short time ago Major reason C.O.P.D. =Cigarettes
I hope to help influence at least one person to quite. I wont single out anyone But i think pat would make a cute Poster Child LOL come on girl you can do it.
Cindy Pat Robert i can relate all two well to the tough times that you have been Thur and some left to come . My thoughts and Prayers are with you and your family's
Clay
Roberts words were so true and encouraging. In 1998 i quite smoking on a secluded beach in Mexico with a patch nice memory and surprisingly not to hard.
A TRIBUTE TO MRS C. Who i have a lot of great memories of.
I would like to add one more Tribute to a proud Ex Gecko, The Principle of G.W. High 1970-1973 my dad J.D.Copeland who we lost a short time ago Major reason C.O.P.D. =Cigarettes
I hope to help influence at least one person to quite. I wont single out anyone But i think pat would make a cute Poster Child LOL come on girl you can do it.
Cindy Pat Robert i can relate all two well to the tough times that you have been Thur and some left to come . My thoughts and Prayers are with you and your family's
Clay
in response to daves couldnt get away with this in the navy
Sunday, November 11, 2007
to all you guam veterans
thankyou all for your service and sorry for the hell you had to go through for us. You had to be brave, no choice, even when you were scared as hell sometimes. when I was a little girl I worried. now my kids have to worry about war and the consequences. and they do worry
too much. Cindy's stepson Karl is out in that mess and we pray. I know mama will bring him home though.
too much. Cindy's stepson Karl is out in that mess and we pray. I know mama will bring him home though.
Brothers in arms
First is my brother Ric.
Second, me.
Third is the USS Denver LPD 9. This was my boat. We landed Marines on the beach. We had 2 Helo pads and a hanger. Boats and anphibious craft would dock inside the ship under the helo pads.
Last is me (this picture made it in the cruse book) in what I tried to change as our summer whites. The Navy said NO!!!!!! Oh well, it's just me.
Great American Smokeout
This Thursday, November 15th, will be the 30th annual Great American Smokeout. As a generation which grew up in a society that accepted and encouraged smoking, many of us picked up this horrible habit as teenagers.
Now, as a tribute to my Mom, I encourage any of you who still smoke to put your best effort forward this day and quit. Why? Because cigarettes are what killed my mother. But not only did cigarettes kill her, they also took away any quality of life she might have been able to enjoy these last few years. So in her honor, do yourself and your love ones a favor and quit.
And what makes me qualified to preach these words? Because on November 15th it will be two years and one day that I will have been smoke free. After 30 some odd years of heavy smoking, I put them down one day never looked back. Believe me, it is the best thing you can do for yourself. And it really wasn't that hard.
Trust me, you are not alone. I'm sure there are a number of other folks here who kicked the habit and are more than willing to give their support. Come on - you can do it! And for you ex-smokers out there, let’s hear some words of encouragement.
Now, as a tribute to my Mom, I encourage any of you who still smoke to put your best effort forward this day and quit. Why? Because cigarettes are what killed my mother. But not only did cigarettes kill her, they also took away any quality of life she might have been able to enjoy these last few years. So in her honor, do yourself and your love ones a favor and quit.
And what makes me qualified to preach these words? Because on November 15th it will be two years and one day that I will have been smoke free. After 30 some odd years of heavy smoking, I put them down one day never looked back. Believe me, it is the best thing you can do for yourself. And it really wasn't that hard.
Trust me, you are not alone. I'm sure there are a number of other folks here who kicked the habit and are more than willing to give their support. Come on - you can do it! And for you ex-smokers out there, let’s hear some words of encouragement.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
You asked for them RAC
Okay, The first one is just below my knee. Yes, this is why Jill maried me. I have a Cock hanging below my knee.
Second, is my Navy Master Chief with Bald Eagle and Sun. It also has my nick name "Jo Jo". I was given that by my ship mates, after the Boz Scaggs song. Yea.
Third is Judy. She is holding a Helm, the simble for Navigation in the Navy. I was a Quartermaster. The name Judy is no real person. I was drinking with a British Naval Officer, and he told the ladies at our table that he had "Duty" for 24 hours tomorrow. He pronounced it "Judy". Haaaaa
I was never awarded anything like ESWAS, Winngs, or Dolfins. But the guys thought I deserved one for my, Well shall I say affection for the sweeter gender.
Band of Bloggers
Rice Cookers
How many of you Howlees (Spelling again) living stateside now, own a genuine rice cooker, like the kind every family owned on Guam back in the day? Must admit that I do, and use it every other day!
Operation New Life
Vietnamese arrive on Guam, May 1975, as a part of Operation New Life after the fall of Saigon. Source: www.guampedia.com
Shochi Yokoi
Shochi Yokoi, a Japanese straggler from World War II, was captured by two Chamorro hunters in January 1972. First press conference with Gov. Carlos Camacho and Japanese Consul James Shintako. Source: www.guampedia.com
Blood Sport
Maybe it was because we lived just outside a war zone, but it seemed many of our games involved a battle of some sort. Of course we had a number of weapons to choose from; rocks, dirt clumps, sticks and BB guns. My personal favorite was the sticker burr ball. Using great skill, one could harvest the pesky burrs from their stem and form a sizable ball. This ball could then be thrown at the opponent leaving a wound similar to a shotgun blast.
The most memorable use we found for this weapon was the gauntlet. A group would gather around the street with freshly made ammo; some poor soul would then ride their bike through the crowd getting blasted from all sides. We would spend the next several minutes laughing and plucking the deadly burrs from the victim’s skin. Ah, to be young again.
The most memorable use we found for this weapon was the gauntlet. A group would gather around the street with freshly made ammo; some poor soul would then ride their bike through the crowd getting blasted from all sides. We would spend the next several minutes laughing and plucking the deadly burrs from the victim’s skin. Ah, to be young again.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Show your tats
I know some of you crazy fools at one point went out, got liquored up, then decided it would be fun to get a tattoo. Now's your chance to come clean and have some laughs too. Email me a picture of your ink and I'll post it on the blog. Everyone will then have to guess who it belongs to. Whoever gets the most points will win nothing... absolutely nothing. And no, those are not my man boobs.
Island Spirits Part II
Most indigenous peoples have their own brand of superstition and folklore; the people of Guam are certainly no exception. Who among us didn’t know someone pinched by the Taotao Mona while tromping thru the boonies? And what of the mysterious Lady in White? My own sister claims to have made contact with her after waking from a dreamy slumber one night. And what about you - what stories from the other side do you have to share? Or are you just too afraid to remember?
Juliets comments, 'bout Mom
Juliet, today was moms service and the preacher read an excerpt of what you had written on the blog about what you remembered about our mom. thanks darling for your thoughts..It was nice.....luv ya pat
Zac, my oldest son. spitten image of Dad
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