Happy Christmas and a Wild New Year

I just wanted to take this time to wish all my subscribers and friends a Happy Christmas and I hope a better New Year than this one.

You will notice that I did not mention Merry in Christmas as there is certainly very little Merriment in this Christmas season, thanks to our politicians and Scientists which do not include Bill and Linda Gates, George Soros, Zuckerberg, Beto and so many others that are out to control our lives.

So gather your families, feast and drink together and be thankful that you are not sick with the flu or Covid-19.  Enjoy the end of this year for who knows how bad next year will be.  London is locked down again, how sad but here in the PI there is still room for a bit of togetherness.

Angeles City – Previously I told you that for a bit of merriment you have to go to Barrio Barretto, that is not true.  More often I hear about many establishments on Fields Ave and Perimeter Road that continue to provide the entertainment that we were missing.  Korean run bars and others, behind closed doors are still able to provide a bit of food and cultural interaction.  Remember the liquor ban in the US during the prohibition when liquor still flowed and you just needed to know where to go.  So be it today.  But, without tourists trade is limited but the ladies are sure happy to see man who shows up.

Will things improve in 2021? Maybe, but we can only wait and see.

That is my short not ending this year and I am glad that at 82 I can still be able to sit and communicate with you.  May each of you stay healthy and happy and by all means “be kind to horses”


Jimmy D (Harry the Horse)

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Dear Readers, I know many of you who subscribe to my news letter are interested to hear about Angeles City.  I do have some updates and opinions but bear with me.  I am only going to publish this story first. I think it is a good time with all this civil unrest in the US and other countries.  You see I am not happy with what I read and see on TV.  It is shameful that so much hate is boiling up from so many that do not appreciate the freedom given by so many who wore uniforms and died in battle in countries that this generation will never see.  I wonder how many of those Antifa, BLM , Sunshine, MS-13, members and left wing zealots will be willing to put on a military uniform to defend their country.  It is so easy to disrespect our American flag and police officers.  It is so easy to disrespect and destroy by those who never did a damn thing to bring about the freedoms Americans cherish today.  This has to stop – God Bless America, Canada, Australia, Great Britain, New Zealand and all countries that are struggling to keep democracy alive and well.

Burial at Sea

by Lt. Col. George Goodson, USMC (Ret)

In my 76th year, the events of my life appear to me, from time to time, as a series of vignettes.  Some were significant; most were trivial.

War is the seminal event in the life of everyone that has endured it.  Though I fought in Korea and the Dominican Republic and was wounded there, Vietnam was my war.

Now 42 years have passed and, thankfully, I rarely think of those days in Cambodia , Laos , and the panhandle of North Vietnam where small teams of Americans and Montangards fought much larger elements of the North Vietnamese Army.  Instead I see vignettes: some exotic, some mundane:

*The smell of Nuc Mam.
*The heat, dust, and humidity.
*The blue exhaust of cycles clogging the streets.
*Elephants moving silently through the tall grass.
*Hard eyes behind the servile smiles of the villagers.
*Standing on a mountain in Laos and hearing a tiger roar.
*A young girl squeezing my hand as my medic delivered her baby.
*The flowing Ao Dais of the young women biking down Tran Hung Dao.
*My two years as Casualty Notification Officer in North Carolina, Virginia, and Maryland .

It was late 1967.  I had just returned after 18 months in Vietnam.  Casualties were increasing.  I moved my family from Indianapolis to Norfolk, rented a house, enrolled my children in their fifth or sixth new school, and bought a second car.

A week later, I put on my uniform and drove 10 miles to Little Creek, Virginia.  I hesitated before entering my new office.  Appearance is important to career Marines.  I was no longer, if ever, a poster Marine.  I had returned from my third tour in Vietnam only 30 days before.  At 5’9″, I now weighed 128 pounds – 37 pounds below my normal weight.  My uniforms fit ludicrously, my skin was yellow from malaria medication, and I think I had a twitch or two.

I straightened my shoulders, walked into the office, looked at the nameplate on a Staff Sergeant’s desk and said, “Sergeant Jolly, I’m Lieutenant Colonel Goodson.  Here are my orders and my Qualification Jacket.”

Sergeant Jolly stood, looked carefully at me, took my orders, stuck out his hand; we shook and he asked, “How long were you there, Colonel?”  I replied “18 months this time.”  Jolly breathed, “You must be a slow learner, Colonel.”  I smiled.

Jolly said, “Colonel, I’ll show you to your office and bring in the Sergeant Major.  I said, “No, let’s just go straight to his office.”  Jolly nodded, hesitated, and lowered his voice, “Colonel, the Sergeant Major.  He’s been in this job two years.  He’s packed pretty tight.  I’m worried about him.”  I nodded.

Jolly escorted me into the Sergeant Major’s office.  “Sergeant Major, this is Colonel Goodson, the new Commanding Officer.”  The Sergeant Major stood, extended his hand and said, “Good to see you again, Colonel.”  I responded, “Hello Walt, how are you?”  Jolly looked at me, raised an eyebrow, walked out, and closed the door.

I sat down with the Sergeant Major.  We had the obligatory cup of coffee and talked about mutual acquaintances.  Walt’s stress was palpable.  Finally, I said, “Walt, what the hell’s wrong?”  He turned his chair, looked out the window and said, “George, you’re going to wish you were back in Nam before you leave here.  I’ve been in the Marine Corps since 1939.  I was in the Pacific 36 months, Korea for 14 months, and Vietnam for 12 months.  Now I come here to bury these kids.  I’m putting my letter in.  I can’t take it anymore.”  I said, “OK Walt.  If that’s what you want, I’ll endorse your request for retirement and do what I can to push it through Headquarters Marine Corps.”

Sergeant Major Walt Xxxxx retired 12 weeks later.  He had been a good Marine for 28 years, but he had seen too much death and too much suffering.  He was used up.

Over the next 16 months, I made 28 death notifications, conducted 28 military funerals, and made 30 notifications to the families of Marines that were severely wounded or missing in action.  Most of the details of those casualty notifications have now, thankfully, faded from memory.  Four, however, remain.

My third or fourth day in Norfolk, I was notified of the death of a 19 year old Marine. This notification came by telephone from Headquarters Marine Corps.  The information detailed:
*Name, rank, and serial number.
*Name, address, and phone number of next of kin.
*Date of and limited details about the Marine’s death.
*Approximate date the body would arrive at the Norfolk Naval Air Station.
*A strong recommendation on whether the casket should be opened or closed.

The boy’s family lived over the border in North Carolina, about 60 miles away.  I drove there in a Marine Corps staff car.  Crossing the state line into North Carolina, I stopped at a small country store/service station/Post Office.  I went in to ask directions.

Three people were in the store.  A man and woman approached the small Post Office window.  The man held a package.  The store owner walked up and addressed them by name, “Hello John.  Good morning Mrs. Cooper.”

I was stunned.  My casualty’s next-of-kin’s name was John Cooper!

I hesitated, then stepped forward and said, “I beg your pardon.  Are you Mr. and Mrs. John Cooper of (address)?

The father looked at me – I was in uniform – and then, shaking, bent at the waist, he vomited.  His wife looked horrified at him and then at me.  Understanding came into her eyes and she collapsed in slow motion.  I think I caught her before she hit the floor.

The owner took a bottle of whiskey out of a drawer and handed it to Mr. Cooper who drank.  I answered their questions for a few minutes.  Then I drove them home in my staff car.  The store owner locked the store and followed in their truck.  We stayed an hour or so until the family began arriving.

I returned the store owner to his business.  He thanked me and said, “Mister, I wouldn’t have your job for a million dollars.”  I shook his hand and said; “Neither would I.”

I vaguely remember the drive back to Norfolk.  Violating about five Marine Corps regulations, I drove the staff car straight to my house.  I sat with my family while they ate dinner, went into the den, closed the door, and sat there all night, alone.

My Marines steered clear of me for days.  I had made my first death notification.

Weeks passed with more notifications and more funerals.  I borrowed Marines from the local Marine Corps Reserve and taught them to conduct a military funeral: how to carry a casket, how to fire the volleys and how to fold the flag.

When I presented the flag to the mother, wife, or father, I always said, “All Marines share in your grief.”  I had been instructed to say, “On behalf of a grateful nation….”  I didn’t think the nation was grateful, so I didn’t say that.

Sometimes, my emotions got the best of me and I couldn’t speak.  When that happened, I just handed them the flag and touched a shoulder.  They would look at me and nod.  Once a mother said to me, “I’m so sorry you have this terrible job.”  My eyes filled with tears and I leaned over and kissed her.

Six weeks after my first notification, I had another.  This was a young PFC.  I drove to his mother’s house.  As always, I was in uniform and driving a Marine Corps staff car.  I parked in front of the house, took a deep breath, and walked towards the house.  Suddenly the door flew open, a middle-aged woman rushed out.  She looked at me and ran across the yard, screaming “NO! NO! NO! NO!”

I hesitated.  Neighbors came out.  I ran to her, grabbed her, and whispered stupid things to reassure her.  She collapsed.  I picked her up and carried her into the house.  Eight or nine neighbors followed.  Ten or fifteen minutes later, the father came in followed by ambulance personnel.  I have no recollection of leaving.

The funeral took place about two weeks later.  We went through the drill.  The mother never looked at me.  The father looked at me once and shook his head sadly.

One morning, as I walked in the office, the phone was ringing.  Sergeant Jolly held the phone up and said, “You’ve got another one, Colonel.”  I nodded, walked into my office, picked up the phone, took notes, thanked the officer making the call, I have no idea why, and hung up.  Jolly, who had listened, came in with a special Telephone Directory that translates telephone numbers into the person’s address and place of employment.

The father of this casualty was a Longshoreman.  He lived a mile from my office.  I called the Longshoreman’s Union Office and asked for the Business Manager.  He answered the phone, I told him who I was, and asked for the father’s schedule.

The Business Manager asked,  “Is it his son?”  I said nothing.  After a moment, he said, in a low voice, “Tom is at home today.”  I said, “Don’t call him.  I’ll take care of that.”  The Business Manager said, “Aye, Aye Sir,” and then explained, “Tom and I were Marines in WWII.”

I got in my staff car and drove to the house.  I was in uniform.  I knocked and a woman in her early forties answered the door.  I saw instantly that she was clueless.  I asked, “Is Mr. Smith home?”  She smiled pleasantly and responded, “Yes, but he’s eating breakfast now.  Can you come back later?”  I said, “I’m sorry.  It’s important.  I need to see him now.”

She nodded, stepped back into the beach house and said, “Tom, it’s for you.”

A moment later, a ruddy man in his late forties, appeared at the door.  He looked at me, turned absolutely pale, steadied himself, and said, “Jesus Christ man, he’s only been there three weeks!”

Months passed.  More notifications and more funerals.  Then one day while I was running, Sergeant Jolly stepped outside the building and gave a loud whistle, two fingers in his mouth……. I never could do that….. and held an imaginary phone to his ear.

Another call from Headquarters Marine Corps.  I took notes, said, “Got it.” and hung up.  I had stopped saying “Thank You” long ago.

Jolly, “Where?”

Me, “Eastern Shore of Maryland .  The father is a retired Chief Petty Officer.  His brother will accompany the body back from Vietnam ….”

Jolly shook his head slowly, straightened, and then said, “This time of day, it’ll take three hours to get there and back. I’ll call the Naval Air Station and borrow a helicopter.  And I’ll have Captain Tolliver get one of his men to meet you and drive you to the Chief’s home.”

He did, and 40 minutes later, I was knocking on the father’s door.  He opened the door, looked at me, then looked at the Marine standing at parade rest beside the car, and asked, “Which one of my boys was it, Colonel?”

I stayed a couple of hours, gave him all the information, my office and home phone number and told him to call me, anytime.

He called me that evening about 2300 (11:00PM).  “I’ve gone through my boy’s papers and found his will.  He asked to be buried at sea.  Can you make that happen?”  I said, “Yes I can, Chief.  I can and I will.”

My wife who had been listening said, “Can you do that?”  I told her, “I have no idea.  But I’m going to break my ass trying.”

I called Lieutenant General Alpha Bowser, Commanding General, Fleet Marine Force Atlantic, at home about 2330, explained the situation, and asked, “General, can you get me a quick appointment with the Admiral at Atlantic Fleet Headquarters?”  General Bowser said, “George, you be there tomorrow at 0900.  He will see you.”

I was and the Admiral did.  He said coldly, “How can the Navy help the Marine Corps, Colonel.”  I told him the story.  He turned to his Chief of Staff and said, “Which is the sharpest destroyer in port?”  The Chief of Staff responded with a name.

The Admiral called the ship, “Captain, you’re going to do a burial at sea.  You’ll report to a Marine Lieutenant Colonel Goodson until this mission is completed…”

He hung up, looked at me, and said, “The next time you need a ship, Colonel, call me.  You don’t have to sic Al Bowser on my ass.”  I responded, “Aye Aye, Sir” and got the hell out of his office.

I went to the ship and met with the Captain, Executive Officer, and the Senior Chief.  Sergeant Jolly and I trained the ship’s crew for four days.  Then Jolly raised a question none of us had thought of.  He said, “These government caskets are air tight.  How do we keep it from floating?”

All the high priced help including me sat there looking dumb. Then the Senior Chief stood and said, “Come on Jolly.  I know a bar where the retired guys from World War II hang out.”

They returned a couple of hours later, slightly the worse for wear, and said, “It’s simple; we cut four 12″ holes in the outer shell of the casket on each side and insert 300 lbs. of lead in the foot end of the casket.  We can handle that, no sweat.”

The day arrived.  The ship and the sailors looked razor sharp.  General Bowser, the Admiral, a US Senator, and a Navy Band were on board.  The sealed casket was brought aboard and taken below for modification.  The ship got underway to the 12-fathom depth.

The sun was hot.  The ocean flat.  The casket was brought aft and placed on a catafalque.  The Chaplain spoke.  The volleys were fired.  The flag was removed, folded, and I gave it to the father.  The band played “Eternal Father Strong to Save.”  The casket was raised slightly at the head and it slid into the sea.

The heavy casket plunged straight down about six feet.  The incoming water collided with the air pockets in the outer shell.  The casket stopped abruptly, rose straight out of the water about three feet, stopped, and slowly slipped back into the sea.  The air bubbles rising from the sinking casket sparkled in the sunlight as the casket disappeared from sight forever….

The next morning I called a personal friend, Lieutenant General Oscar Peatross, at Headquarters Marine Corps and said, “General, get me out of here.  I can’t take this anymore.”  I was transferred two weeks later.

I was a good Marine but, after 17 years, I had seen too much death and too much suffering.  I was used up.

Vacating the house, my family and I drove to the office in a two-car convoy.  I said my goodbyes.  Sergeant Jolly walked out with me.  He waved at my family, looked at me with tears in his eyes, came to attention, saluted, and said, “Well Done, Colonel.  Well Done.”

I felt as if I had received the Medal of Honor!

‘A veteran is someone who, at one point, wrote a blank check made payable to ‘The United States of America ‘ for an amount of ‘up to and including their life.’

That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer understand it.’

I am honored to pass this on and I hope you feel that way too.

I want to say “Thank you” for your service to every Veteran who reads this.
In God We Trust.

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HAPPY DAYS IN ANGELES CITY? – Not yet folks!  We were all hoping our little town would open up a bit on 14 May but it was not to be.  It seems we will have to wait until 31 May and even then we might not get what we are hoping for.  Following is the news we were greeted with on 13 May that sent all our anticipation out the window.  Now I am not even sure things will change on 31 May.  The saying is “suck it up, tighten your belt, smile and press on”, but my goodness, you can only suck up so much before you get so full that you shit all over yourself.  One of my gecko families had a baby so at least that was good news.
ANGELES CITY – Mayor Carmelo “Pogi” Lazatin Jr. urged the Department of Health (DOH) and Inter-Agency Task Force for the Management of Emerging Infectious Diseases (IATF), to implement modified Enhanced Community Quarantine in Angeles City until May 31, 2020 to avoid surge of COVID-19 transmission.
In a letter addressed to DOH Secretary Francisco Duque and IATF Co-Chairperson Secretary Karlo Alexei Nograles, Mayor Lazatin mentioned “the number of COVID-19 related cases in Angeles City is increasing and there is an upward trend in these numbers.”
To date, Mayor Lazatin added, there are 17 COVID-19 positive cases in the City, two of which were just detected last weekend.
He said that although the City Government procured testing kits for rapid antibody tests, the number is not enough.
As of May 5, 2020, 2,371 individuals already underwent rapid tests, where probable cases, persons with exposure, and City Hall frontline workers were prioritized.
Lazatin said the City Government is seeking to ramp up the conduct of rapid mass testing to contain the virus.
“I am in constant coordination with the Philippine Red Cross, Provincial Government of Pampanga, and Department of Health to extend the City’s capabilities and resources to widen the conduct of rapid mass testing,” he added.
Lazatin also mentioned the city has already drafted guidelines for the impending General Community Quarantine.
“However, we need more time to flesh out all the details and logistics to ensure its orderly implementation. We strictly ask that we be given more time to do so,” Lazatin said.
It can be recalled that Angeles City is still under assessment until May 14 by IATF whether it will be under GCQ after the ECQ is lifted.
Leah Isidro De Fiesta
BAD NEWS FOR ME – and many other Filipinos anxious to get back to the Philippines, my wife’s return flight from Hawaii, for the 4th time, has been cancelled.  Needless to say she is completely stressed out.  The people she is staying with are preparing their house for sale so she must, in a few days from now, move back to the hotel on the Army Post at Schofield Barracks.  Now, I think PAL will schedule a flight for 1 June but who knows.  Will that give them enough time to get their act together.  The local newscasters and Government officials always say, “be patient”, fine, but, eventually, patience runs out as hundreds if people in the US, waiting to return home, are disappointed time after time.  What is wrong with allowing them to come home, after all, they are not all coming from California and New York.
WEATHER – Just saw on the news that a typhoon is on the way.  It is over Samar so I guess we will see a bit of rain in AC.  I don’t expect it to be too bad as Manila is projected for level 1 only at this time.  Too bad the rains can’t wash away COVID-19.  Typhoon “Anbo” has hit Samar Provinces with extreme consequences that have dwindled their resources to deal with the damage.  This the first major storm of the 2020 season and on top of dealing with the quarantine is a double whammy for the citizens.  If you hear of an Expat living in Samar, he is there for only one reason – his wife is from there.
DOUBLE STANDARD – Oh man, I love this one.  I keep seeing announcements about social distancing, face masks, no gatherings beyond 10 people, no parties, no alcohol.  Violators can be arrested, it is so strict, hell, you can’t even have funerals.  So, I was certainly surprised when watching CNN Philippines to see Pinky Webb interviewing well fed Metro Manila Police Chief PMGeneral Debold Sinas in regards to pictures taken at his birthday celebration that was well attended.  The attendance was large with a band and buffet food.  There was absolutely no distance measures but attendees were wearing face masks except the members of the band.  Pinky was doing one hell of a good job in this interview as this guy was offering some of the most silly excuses I ever heard.  He was saying that it was not a party but a spontaneous gathering.  You have to be kidding me, what spontaneous, when you have a band, a cake, and a buffet there is no “spontaneous” at all.  It is well planned.  This General is under investigation and did not seem sorry at all.  He apologized to the people but I say “bull shit”, he is a disgrace.  While regular citizens suffer while following quarantine restrictions this Police Chief allows a birthday party.  Talk about a double standard and what kind of example does he set for the whole country.  President Duterte should fire him or at least force his immediate retirement.  What a shame.  By the way, just wondering, is there no weight standards in the PNP as you rise in rank?
RAPIST – This has nothing to do with AC or the Philippines but I just want to take a moment to relate information that I had no idea about.  Viewing the news I saw a story about a Filipina that was raped in the US (Nebraska) when she was 14.  She hid it until she became pregnant and the parents took her to the hospital.  After the doctor confirmed pregnancy he told the parents it had to be reported to the police.  Eventually, the rapist was charged with 1st degree rape but plea bargained it down to 3rd degree,  He was also ordered to pay child support.  After that order then he claimed parental rights which by law gave him the rights to visit the child and the mother could not prevent it.  At first the visits are short and with the mother present but over time the visit is extended time wish and also becomes unsupervised and the mother has to drop the child off and then pick up later.  Naturally the mothers live in fear of this procedure and now bills are being prepared to send to Congress to change the law.  It is certainly needed,.
HOW STUPID ARE WE:  DGI drones from China are donated to police stations in the US to monitor  citizen movements.  You can be sure all that info goes to China as well.
CAMERAS:  When I was a kid (a hell of a long time ago) life was simple.  The cops were respected and they only wore a badge on their uniform and carried a gun.  Now I see videos showing that the police cars have a camera on the dash, a camera on each fender and the rear end.  The cop has a body camera as well and now, that is not enough, so they added a gun with a camera attached.  It is activated whenever he pulls his weapon out of his holster.  I guess eventually the will add a hat camera and shoes with cameras as well.  Wait, add a camera at his back too in case he gets shot in the back.  Why should a cop bother getting out of his car at all.  Just call it in and let a drone do the work.,  Even if they catch a crook he won’t get any jail time.  I think they should have a TV station dedicated to watching all these cameras live.  That way we can see who is getting free meals or donuts and also be witness to all police actions.  What about detectives do they have to have all those cameras too.  Hollywood could see what cops would look good for a TV series or maybe even be a Hollywood star.  Of course they would have to be a Democrat and swear allegiance to AOL.
PLAQUE OF CORRUPTION – a book by Dr. Judy Mikovits.  A must read.  That is all I am going to write about it.  Search her name on Google search,
RACISM:  This is some serious shit.  Companies are messing up with Robots! Yep, already it has been noted that robots being built are white.  OK guys, lets sort this out before we have robot race riots.  We can nip this in the bud now!  Al Sharpton is hoping he can live long enough.  Can we ever get rid of racism?  I doubt it, we can’t even have a pandemic without using it.  I keep reading that the majority of prisoners in jail are men and women of color.  I agree, it is unfair and I now call on more white people to commit crimes.  But the crimes have to be very serious now in order to be placed in jail so do your best.  I don’t know why all those homeless people littering the streets of San Francisco, Los Angeles, Seattle, New York don’t just commit crimes that will get them jail time.  Free housing, free food, free education or learn a trade, TV, movies, games, sports.  What a great life.  You would no longer have to shit in the streets.
INTERESTING:  Democrats killed a bill for tuition assistance for children of veterans killed in battle, then approved subsidizing  the education an health care of illegal immigrants.  Remember this on election day.  (Ouch, I just had to add this to piss off my anti-Trump haters).  By the way, President is considering designating ANTIFA as a major terrorist organization.  Not all bad, if you run out of face masks, get in touch with antifa members.
Oh boy, do I really want to add this?  Ah hell, go for it:  The HiJab that Ilhan Omar wears on her head is really a diaper for people with shit for brains.  OK, one more item I noticed.  Is Mario Lopez a coward?  He was right when he said 3 year old children should not choose their gender.  He is a TV host and was worried he may lose his job for his comment.  Later he apologized for his comment.  Loser?
FLOATING BARS IN SUBIC:  A long time ago I wrote that they were going to be forced to closed down,.  Never happened.  Lets hope the subject never comes up again.
DO YOU THINK I BETTER QUIT HERE?  OK, 208 Democrats said yes.  I guess I will head to my freezer and get some Pelosi ice-cream made by Magnolia, have a couple of scoops and leave out some for my Gecko family.  After that I am going to bed, read my book and dream of another day in good ole AC, a place that used to be.   Be kind to horses.
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Man, 10 May already.  I have been working on this in draft for well over a week now.  I am still enjoying my forced old man house arrest.  I have lots of company, geckos in my bedroom and office and we have daily conversations.  They are complaining that their food supply is dwindling because everyone is staying in and the bugs are staying out.  No open windows because of the heat and air-conditioners.  What day is today, oh year, Mother’s day and it is a Sunday.  I always have to check my cell phone to see what day it is.  We really don’t need to know the days of the week anymore, just another day.  Hopefully Mrs Horse will leave Hawaii on 16 May if the flight is not cancelled again.  

I have to pass on this message from the RAO mailroom:

OUR MAIL ROOM  IS BURSTING AT THE SEAMS AND WOULD APPRECIATE ALL THAT CAN GET OUT TO PICK UP YOUR MAIL…..(The retired US military expats have not had access to mail since this lock down started so this is good news.  I just have to remember to check on Tuesday, if I can remember what day it falls on.)
VERY IMPORTANT:   Please go to You Tube and search for “Rev Danny Jones Trounces The New World Order”.  Listen and judge for yourself.  This is something for both Democrats and Republicans to take note of.  

NAGGING WIVES:  May is here and we are still in the lock down with no end in sight.  Husbands and wives stuck together 24/7 with no separation unless you live in a mansion with many rooms.  Wives have no contact with other women so they have no outlet for their non-stop chatter.  If you only have one TV you are in trouble with the wife wanting to watch her soap operas and men wanting sports or something of interest.  The wife starts non-stop talking or nagging or just plain old gossip.  If you have one of those you can’t control, then order one of these models.  Then sit back in your shorts and T-shirt and quietly dream of a cold beer.  


The following two links cover a very controversial subject in the Philippines.  It has been an on and off again news item for quite some time now but since it was announced that  the employees would be allowed to work during this Virus lock-down it has jumped into the spotlight once again.  Most of the employees are Chinese and their presence in various areas of Manila are dramatically increasing.  You would be a bit surprised to learn the reason for allowing their employees to work again.  

ANGELES CITY IS STILL IN A STRICT LOCK DOWN — as is Manila but on 15 May President Duterte is supposed to review current procedures and see if the restrictions can be eased in certain areas.  Like most people I would love to see life in AC get back to normal quickly but, this will not happen.  It is a damn shame that so many people have to suffer as they see their businesses closed down and their savings wiped out.  I wonder how so many hourly workers with no savings to fall back on are able to survive.  There are no unemployment checks for workers in the Philippines yet they survive.  Angeles City is no different from tourist dependent areas in other countries.  The problem here is which businesses will re-open when allowed?  How many bars will be sold and bought up by others.  Will the Koreans, like vultures, be ready with cash in hand to acquire properties they have desired for years.  I fear that our little entertainment area will never be the same again.  I believe the reopening of bars is at the very end of the Mayor’s essential business list.  On this I sincerely hope I am wrong as too many employees depend on this.  
We are returning to the afternoon thunder and lightning storms where, as usual, the electric company shuts down the power grid.  Next will come the day long rains, days of rain and Monsoon rains.  I hope eventually that soon we will be able to do more than look out the windows of our home and dream of seeing our friends again.  How about a cold beer?  How about attending another fine luncheon at a meeting of the Angeles City Businessmen’s Club where a restaurant has a chance to please a hungry membership.  This town needs to come alive again, it is a town of many memories and a town with a bright future, we all hope.  


I better close this out for now.  I would love to hear from some bar owners in AC regarding how they are coping with this lock down especially for those with stay in employees who not travel home or just stay in rather than rent a room outside.  I have not heard of any needing assistance.  Maybe that is something the ACBC committee can look into as we do try to look after each other.  Time for me to get to the bedroom and have a chat with my in-house gecko team.  I have a few in my office as well.  The wife is supposed to be on a PAL flight 16 May so I will have someone else to talk to.

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More Words and Thoughts

The Truth (and Lies) about Coronavirus

AN ARTICLE WORTH READING:  This is one article that I am saving for future reference.  It mirrors my thoughts and many others.  It is definitely something that should be shared with many.

Korean arrested for pimping girl

This is the first time I have tried to insert a link and was receiving instruction from my guru Chuck by Viber.  It took many tries as I am not computer literate.  The reason I wanted this inserted is because I was wondering how the Koreans were doing without their daily dose of young women.  When I used to sit out the front of Envy at night I lost count of the Vans dropping off and picking up the Koreans that headed straight into the walking street.  If I waited long enough I could give an evaluation to the girls they returned with, I have a scale of 1 to 10.  Then comes the lock down and an enterprising Korean is able to find a way to supply his Korean customers with various varieties of Filipina delights.  But being a bit brainless, once caught in the act he decides to make a break for it, thinking he could out run the Police.  So instead of being charged with trafficking he ends up in a whole lot of deep shit.  I wonder if he will actually face jail time or will this be another case of, sorry, no further news on this case?  In a way I think he had a good idea as a lot of ladies going hungry because of no business and no help from the Government could have enjoyed some higher than usual income.  

STATUS OF WIFE:  No surprise there, her flight back is still up in the air and my pleasure of having the whole bed to myself is wearing off quickly.  I even miss the little bit of snoring she does.  The thing is that she is my partner, friend and wife and short separations are OK but not one this long.  She was a young woman of 25 when we met and we had many adventures together over the years and managed to stay together.  Ultimately, I will not let this virus end this relationship.  We will unite again and I will contently return to my side of the bed, smile, fall asleep and wake in the morning to see that I am still with the woman I love.  

PHILIPPINES:   When you live in the Philippines as a foreigner you can’t help but follow politics here and in the US.  I was remembering that President Duterte on 12 Mar had a press conference where he laid out key points to fight the Virus.  One point caught my attention, “if things deteriorate we may have to ask for China’s help”.   Not being a great fan of China I was hoping that this would not be necessary especially since the virus originated in China and also since the Chines show no acknowledgement of The Philippines sovereignty in the South China Sea.

Then on 18 Apr President Duterte had an 18 minute phone call with President Trump.  The US offered additional assistance to the Philippines  to fight the COVID-19 Virus.  They discussed collaboration this issue.  The US has so far provided more than P203 million in aid to the Philippines in response to COVID-19.

Naturally I was pleased to hear this because I always hope that the close relationship The US has had with the Philippines for so many years continues far into the future.  But I must admit that sometimes some of our Senators stick their noses into business which is sensitive to President Duterte.  Not too long ago three US Senators were going to fly to the PI to investigate the jailing of a certain female judge.  They were concerned about human rights.  I always hear this from the US and other countries that voice these opinions and yes, at times the questions are legitimate.  But when it comes to the Philippines I wonder why the US supported the Marcos regime, without question for so many years since they were and are so concerned with human rights?

I always enjoy hearing from readers of this column and i can’t mention them all but I wish to thank the following for dropping me a line:  Willy Smith, Wally from New Zealand, Capt. Rainer from Germany, Drew Fleming, AC, and Stanley Krawies, Florida.  So often I hear from people that spent a bit of time here and caught the AC virus which does not kill but is incurable.  Again, thanks for the greetings.  

The following was sent to me by an anonymous source.  

This is something I totally agree with:

MANILA, Philippines — Several lawmakers have asked the Inter-Agency Task Force for the Management of Emerging Infectious Diseases (IATF-EID) to reconsider its move to bar senior citizens living in areas placed on either enhanced or general community quarantine from leaving their homes.

Senior Citizens Partylist Rep. Francisco Datol Jr., who chairs the House committee on senior citizen’s affairs, said that senior citizens should be allowed to go outside “to move around” as long as they are practicing social distancing.
It would be good for our City Mayor to consider this.   The one thing I strongly disagree with is denying access to the S&R store in Dau to Angeles City residents.  It is not right since it is so close and they have items for sale that are not available in markets in AC.  Surely the same quarantine procedures imposed through out the country can still be applied for those seeking to shop in a better equipped store. 

THIS IS FROM TEFLON JOHN:    Well I finally figured out how to pay my power bill since all the payment places around town are closed down or are off line for the next ten years. 

I paid for two months today using my G CASH app that I downloaded load from my play store on my smart phone. (the same place I down loaded Viber ). This app is great I can now pay all my bills including cable, internet and water ON LINE using G Cash.  No more long lines for me. Wooo !!!


If you don’t yet have it, it’s worth getting and while you’re there if you don’t yet have Viber  you may as well download that as well.   Because they are both free to use and makes life a hell of a lot easier. 
Note: I have viber and strongly recommend it because it is free!  Better than pay for loads all the time.  (JD)
Michael Dammann wrote to me from the US stating that he felt that a lock down is no longer necessary since two effective drugs are available for treatment.  My reply was:  I always said if I got sick I wanted my doctor to give me Hydrochloriquine and Remdisiver.  But no, medical people tried to down play its effectiveness.  Why, because it is easily available and cheap.  Instead, lets wait for a company to invent a solution so a patent can be issued and that company can make a lot of money.  That is why so many companies are racing to find the first covid-19 anti-viral shot.  This whole damn virus thing is so very political and people like Jeff Bezos will become richer then he already is.  Why r shopping malls slowly disappearing?
THIS IS A RECORD FOR ME.   I got around to writing something just within a couple of days.  Hey, Tony, I enjoyed your second note to me more than the first.  I do remember your birthday party at the Wild Orchid Flamingo bar so many years ago.  Thanks for reminding me.  So many people I have met over the years that write and remind me of times past.  I was a bit younger then.  Hopefully you can make your return trip when this Mickey Mouse lock down is over and those planes are up and flying again.
Meanwhile, it is nearly time for me to take my shower and go to bed unless I start watching Netflix again.  Signing off now and still hoping you will be kind to old horses.





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Boy ain’t this virus something.  I’m sitting here looking out my window, seeing the blue sky and scattered white clouds , some trees and thinking.  I’m thinking that my ass hurts a bit cause I been sittin here so long listening to music and thinkin.  (Now Chuck, don’t change the spelling here cause I’m doin it on purpose).  You see I’m too old to run out on the street and yell “I”m tired of this shit” so I just mess up a bit of my spellin in protest.  Hell, that don’t hurt anybody and it keeps those barangay guys from beatin my ass.  COVID-19, what a pain this word has brought to the world.  Now, when this shit is over there will be books written, songs wrote, poems written and politicians talking their bull shit, that’s for sure.  Me, I’ll still be sitting on my constipated, old sore ass.  I’ll be thinking about Face Book, and that is not much to think about.  I’ll be wondering why so many people all of a sudden want to tell everybody what meals they are making for themselves.  So many of them look terrible and a few look interesting.  But I’m thinking who cares what they are eating.  Me, I’m just lookin to see something that tells me how to get rid of my constipation.  You know, during this lock in my favorite moments are when I can take one hell of a good dump.

I’m thinkin about missing my wife even though I kind of like having the whole bed to myself; and not getting up early even on the days the bed is supposed to be made.  You see, my wife is stuck in Hawaii because they close this Clark Airport down and Asiana Airlines has cancelled her return ticket twice.  Now she had to buy a ticket on PAL for 2 May, if it doesn’t get cancelled.  We call each other on messenger which is one hell of a good invention.  Man, you can actually see each other which ain’t too bad because even though she got to be a bit senior, she still looks pretty good.  Too bad I can’t say the same for myself.  She isn’t in Hawaii for pleasure she is there because she reached the age of 65.  Now please not that most of the expat men living here in Angeles City never run into this problem because they marry women young enough so that when she reaches 65 he is already long dead.  My wife was young when we met but we happen to like each other enough that we’re still together and I did not die yet.  You see, she is not a US Citizen and doesn’t even have a green card.  Hell, way back in 2011 we thought of getting her a immigration visa  but neither one of us wanted to live in the US long enough for her to become a citizen.  Now we see that was a big error in thought.  Before she turned 65 I got a notice that in order for her to keep her Tri-Care medical benefits she had to have Medicare part A and B.  (Sorry folks, this is all US stuff I am writing about).  In order for her to keep this benefit as a non-citizen she had to fill out a form and send in to Social Security for approval.  Thanks to the VA Manila outreach program they helped on this.  Her application was approved and now she has to 30 full calendar days in the US twice a year.  So she left for Hawaii on 27 Mar and return on 5 Apr.  She stayed at a hotel on Schofield Barracks, an Army Post so she could visit our son there.  Thanks to the virus she is still there. OK, I got that out of the way, sorry for long explanation but I wanted to warn those American guys coming over here to find a gal to marry to be careful on that age bit.  So, the Mrs will be back in May, hopefully and I already know that one of the first things she will be doing is (not sex) but changing the curtains.  I can’t figure out why women want to do that every six months, I figure every two years or so is good enough.

Thinkin’, still doin’ that.  This time I was thinkin’ about Las Vegas when I was first stationed there in 1962 and what a great small town it was.  I loved it there and after-a-while made it my State of residence.  It was a great place, real friendly but over the years it got bigger and bigger.  Bugsy had a great idea when he built the Flamingo and the Mafia came in and made the town.  The town changed when Howard Hughes arrived and that was the beginning of a change that changed the character of the town.  It grew but but the friendliness disappeared and it just seemed different. Now, the Virus has arrived and turned off the lights.

I arrived in Angeles City in 1977.  It was still a small City with many dirt roads, not that many places to eat, and many small bars to go to.  If you went over the Friendship bridge it was dark and spooky at night and martial law was in effect.  But the town had character that over the years has disappeared.  It is much more commercialized now but still the bars blaze with life at night.  But along came the Virus and now all is still.  I loved Vegas and I love Angeles City but even Martial Law was not as bad as this covid-19 but the many barriers that have been erected, manned by Barangay officials give’s one the feeling of a war zone without the shooting.  It feels like we are one step away from Martial Law maybe it is a rehearsal.  No liquor sales as the Government does not trust its citizens to drink at home peacefully.  I have heard of Expats going through beer withdrawal pains.  Pot bellies are diminishing. It is so quiet, imagine, no loud motorbikes with loud mufflers, no loud Karaoke music day and night, peaceful sleeping except for a neighbor that has a dog that can’t stop barking.  I just saw a news flash that the Government is running out of cash.

I was thinkin’ about the many poor here who are day laborers and now have no money and having a hard time finding food.  I think of many of the live-in bar girls who were not able to go home and have no money or very little food.  I miss seeing my friends at ThiHi  but I was able to deliver a sack of rice to them to help with their food.  I know that the owner is still trying to care for those still on board.  Naturally they are bored to death.  There is no unemployment payments in this country but food packages are delivered and some charity organizations try to help out.  It is hard to help when citizens are not allowed to leave the house.  Hopefully things will loosen up before the beginning of the rainy season.  I suppose that there will be a big jump in the baby population in the next 8 or 9 months.  I was thinkin’ how do you have sex with no touching or kissing?

I found myself thinkin’ a lot about friends, old and current that I don’t get to see now.  I don’t even bother to get dressed every day as I don’t feel like making the effort to go down and up the stairs.  I am grateful I still have a small staff that make my meals and bring it upstairs to me so I am not going out.  I try to keep in touch with people through Email, FB and messenger and sure is different from the days when I only had the old land line telephone.  The TV and computer are blessings and access to Netflix sure does fill up a few hours of the day and night. I am at that DNR age so I sure am happy when I am still able to open my eyes every morning and find I am still alive and not in a hospital.  I hurt for all those I read about being sick and dying because of this Chinese Wuhan Virus.  Yep, I am not worried about offending the Chinese Government.  I could go on a lot about that deceitful country but I will let you folks do your own research.  I will just say this, they are not to be trusted.

On a more light note I was thinkin’ about Thi-Hi and one of the ladies I spoke to before all this lock down stuff started.  Her name is Ruby Janet Barrios and she is 48 years old.,  Sadly, at that age she is still working in a bar and I hated to see that.  Now, I know I usually feature a younger lady but I figured, what the hell, maybe some senior citizens out there might want to correspond with her.  She ain’t no beauty and no dog either, she is in-between with a personality to boot.  I just hate to see this gal reach 50 and still be in the bar.  Naturally her kids are grown and on their own so no problem there.  She lived with a foreigner for years until he died and now she is still trying to make a future for herself.  I think she would make a good companion for someone.  I have a picture of her and I am hoping my Friend Chuck can insert it for me.  She is from Davao City, E-mail: rjbarrios4@gmail.com.  FB: Barrios shy.  Drop her a line, she is fun.

After writing about Ruby I don’t know why I thought of Doris Day dying at 97 years of age.  Why did I think of Ocasio Cortez AOC telling us that there is a helium shortage and soon helium filled balloons will be banned.

I got to thinkin’ about “Air Rage”.  I read that air rage is up 30% and yet some Air lines are planning to reduce space in coach (cattle car) as they try to add more seats.  Then I read that the US Government is planning to bail out some Airline Companies because the virus has caused them to lose money.  Why, when you fly domestic they could care less about your comfort and nearly charge you for the air you breathe.

I wonder how many knew that a Chinese company with close ties to the Communist Party signed a secretive deal a few months ago that gives  it exclusive development rights for the entire Island of Tulagi that has a population of only 1,ooo people.  They were shocked @ the news as there were no consultations.  The Island is in the South Pacific and served as a South Pacific Hq for Britain and then Japan before being won back by the Allied Forces in WW2.  That is not the only Island in The South Pacific they have gained rights to.

Now here is some good news.  I read that 30% of women in the Philippines watch porn, the highest percentage in the world.

Oh gosh I hate to write this one, but what the hell.  A scientific fact – a dog extracts more information from sniffing a pile of shit than a human does watching CNN.

The Mayor of Angeles City began, at last, confiscating modified mufflers on motor bikes.  This was something that should have been done a long time ago and thanks to Mayor Pogi Lazatin it has started.

For those who like to know details LGBTQIA  stands for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer/Questioning,, intersex, asexual and the last PI pride march had 79,ooo participants.  Nothing like staying informed in this strange world we live in.

A Muslim overheard talking to a friend: “We kill them on 9/11 and they elect 3 of us to Congress, stupid infidels.”

I would so much like to write about the bars and restaurants but they all stand dark and empty.  Some places still have take-out meals like Envy and Paisano’s. I was surprised to hear today that Pure Gold is open but not sure of the hours.  I think it will take a long time before everything opens up again.  Maybe there will be a gradual opening and I hope that will be the restaurants.  It was emphatically stated by the City that the bars will not be opened right away.  I expect some bars to never open and many to be sold.  I will try to keep up with that as it happens.  I know it has been a long time since I lost wrote and I regret that.  I love communicating with the readers I still have but I find it a bit harder to type without a lot of errors.  I loved the years I had as Harry the Horse and that will never leave me.  As long as my body allows me to get up to my chair and computer I will continue to write to you via this medium.  If I happen to not wake up some day then my friend Chuck will let you know as he has access to this site.  Until that time continue to be kind to horses.

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HAWAII –  I returned to Angeles City on 15 Nov and since then have had a bit of a medical problem that has weakened me again.  Since I got back many friends have been asking me how the trip was and I had to tell them not as good as I hoped.  Why you might ask?  Because on my second day there while eating lunch in our hotel room with my wife and son I had another seizure and passed out.  This one was a bit different as I was unconscious a lot longer and other episodes at home.  My son Jason had never seen one of these before and was very worried.  He called one of his Army friends to come to the hotel to help get me to the Post Clinic.  That is where I woke up with a reaction I never had before.  From there I was transferred by ambulance to Queens Medical Ctr ICU in Honolulu.  I was fully awake by now and was subjected to many tests for 24 hours.  The service in ICU was terrific, I was impressed as I have not been in a hospital in the States for many years and never in ICU.  The Doctor was great and wanted me to stay longer but I told her that I felt good and had to get out in time for my son’s 21st birthday which was the main reason I made the trip.  I make it to the dinner, success!  Regretfully I was too weak to get around much and never saw any sights in Hawaii except to a couple of restaurants..  I could not believe the splendor of the lobby of the Queens Med Ctr, it was like a 5 star hotel and the landscape out was very impressive.  Vina and I enjoyed quality time with our son and that was good enough for me.
We were happy to get back home, except for Vina who did not want to leave her son.  We arrived at Clark at 2400 hrs and got home a bit after 0100 hrs, went to bed and got up later in the morning.  That evening I was in my office and had another seizure.  The family is used to them now and when I woke up they helped me to our bed and that episode made me extremely weak and messed up my legs even more.  Naturally I told my wife I was not taking any more long plane rides.  The good news was the hospital and ambulance ride in Hawaii was covered by Medicare and Tri-Care, thank goodness.  Here in AC I can only use Tri-Care.  That my friends was my latest adventure and so glad I am still around.

I am late with this announcement and I hate to mention it as it pertains to a friend of mine who was a great man, husband and businessman.  I speak of Roger Forseth who passed away late Oct from a heart attack.  The details were sent by another very close friend:
“It is my sad duty to report that Roger died of a heart attack in Manila about 11am this morning.  He had a heart attack about 10 days ago while he was in the hospital in Angeles City.  He was released after a few days in ICU and an angiogram. They had the opening of the new location and then a few days later the doctors cleared him to fly home.  He was upbeat when he left for the airport this morning. Unfortunately, he had a severe heart attack just miles from the airport. The driver took him & Sofie to the airport to get the airport ambulance.  They took him to St Luke’s, the best hospital in the PI.  He was DOA, but they worked on him for almost an hour before they called it. We brought Sofie & Roger back to Angeles tonight.  If we can get the paperwork done here in the morning, he will be cremated tomorrow. And, then, IAW his wishes we will spread his ashes in the South China Sea in a few days.”
He will be missed by the many who knew him.

KONA BAR –  I have mentioned the Kona Bar and how nice it is.  What is new is I ran into Steve the previous owner of Night Moves and he indicated that he was getting tired of retired life and he was considering an offer from the owner of the Kona to come on board there.  He told me that he would let me know when or if he accepts the offer.  In my opinion he would be a positive addition to any business in the entertainment district.  Even with my bad legs I would try to see him there.

A STATISTICAL FACT –  39% of women in the Philippines watch Porn. It is the highest % in the world.  Now we know why so many of the ladies we run into in AC end up married to many foreigners, they are home schooled.

I have to add this one: A dog extracts more information from smelling a pile of shit than a human does watching CNN.  (That is not a political rant.  I thought it was funny.  For Democrats, you can change that to FOX news if you want to.

So sorry, I have to stop here as I have to head out to the farm tonight, stay overnight, and be present for out annual charity for low income families.  We have a 120 kids this year but my wife won’t let me be Santa anymore.  We have someone younger to help out.

Remember, be kind to horses.
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I have been remiss in taking so long to write and I figured I better do something before we head into the holiday season and I get distracted again.  I have been through a few medical adventures since I last communicated with you.  Before the medical stuff I must admit that I did get a get a bit lazy and got hung up on Netflix.  Man, that Netflix can be addictive but better than getting hung up on drugs.  I found myself passing out on 3 different times, fortunately I was sitting each time.  Then I was admitted to Medical City for 4 days with some sort of blood infection that really weakened me.  They pumped me full of antibiotics that not only cured the infection but helped the pain go away on the infected tooth I had.  When I got out of the hospital my feet were swollen up enough to make it tough to get my shoes on.  My wife found some nice slippers that I did not remember having and put them on. The next day I had a doctors appointment and I had 3 relatives ready to help me get down the stairs.  I was wearing those nice slippers which turned out to be quite slippery because as I took my first step down the stairs my foot slid right off the step and I fell straight down on my ass and that hurt so much that over a month later it still hurts.  The reason I did not fall down the stairs and really damage myself is because the 3 guys helping me acted quickly.

Now, this Sunday we will be heading to Hawaii to attend my son’s 21st birthday.  He is in the Army stationed at Schofield Barracks and regretfully may not get a few days leave due to being on a “Project”.  He has not taken leave for nearly 2 years and it sure will be disappointing if he can’t get one while we are there.  The Army works in strange ways.  We will be flying out of Clark on Korea Airlines’ inaugural flight as they just moved to Clark from Manila.  We will return on 15 Nov, just in time for Thanksgiving and also start preparing for out Charity projects.

That is my intro and bear with me if I have typos as I do not type as well as I used to.

Closed its doors earlier this month and I will miss the place.  I watched it being built as its first Manager, Owen Dolan stayed at our Hotel for the time it was under construction.  Owen was a legend in this town as he represented the old days and had a million tales where he remembered names of bars, their owners and customers.  He was a crusty Australian who liked a beer or two and was a popular manager for the Phoenix.  Unfortunately he was accosted by thieves in his house and was murdered.  Of course, this crime was never solved and the killers are probably still out there somewhere leading a life of crime.
Fortunately for the owner, he was lucky to find an equally popular, professional manager in Mike (Pig) Evans.  I had know Mike for years and was happy to see him on board at the Phoenix.  Regretfully, the owner of the Phoenix passed away last year and his wife made a feeble attempt to keep the place afloat, but she was not up to this task.  One thing led to another and now the place has been closed up.  Regretfully, I do not know what has happened to Mike and I would like to get in touch with him.
I hate to see this historical popular properties close or change hands.  The Swagman closed and is still not operational, Randy Rams, renamed Sunset Gardens closed and only recently has been opened as a hotel under the banner of “Red Doorz” but it is not close to what it used to be.
This is old news but the ownership of Bunny Burger changed more than a year ago and I hear that the present owner is also one of the 3 lads running the VFW canteen so the food offered there must be pretty good, check it out.
Another place that keeps changing owners but still retains the same name is “Moons Bar” in Diamond Subdivision.  I played darts there years ago and found it was a place that always had great friendly customers.  I think since then they have had 3 or 4 different owners and they always have a great friendly, enjoyable guys on their pool team.

I think the Philippine Government enjoys confusing its citizens and especially tourists.  For years the P5 and P1 coins were easy to tell apart but them some wise Gov’t official decided to have a new P5 coin minted that looks very similar to the P1 coin, so much so that it was easy to give a 5 peso coin when you only meant to give one peso.  After many complaints and anger officials finally realized they screwed up so now they announced they will mint a new P5 coin that definitely will be easy to identify.  Great news!  Ah, but maybe bad news too as they announced that they will replace the P20 note with a coin.  I am not happy with that for now the change in my pocked will weigh me down a lot more.  Of course all this will take a bit of time because the people and machines that print money will be moving to Clark in the near future.  This is the first of many Government offices that will transfer to Clark from Manila.


Hey, guess what?  My first “I would if I could” in a hell of a long time. Of course she can be found at Thi-Hi (one of these days I will remember the new name).  Her name is Avanna, 23 years old and a very personable lady.  She has worked only about one month going on two and speaks very good English.  She has a young 4 year old child living in the Province.  I did not use my camera as I bought a a cell phone that allows me to take pictures and transfer to my friend who knows how to load it to this column.  Maybe one day I will learn how to do it myself.  I should live so long.

Opens in California, in West Hollywood, of course.  The cafe has a filtration system that managers say will scrub out the smoke and ensure that no diners go home high for free (shit, that messed up my plan for a freebie sample).  This place is has backers the likes of Miley Cyrus, actor Chris Rock and comedian Sarah Silverman.  The “joint” ain’t small, hell, they can seat 240 potheads at a time and can order from a cannabis menu just like a wine list.  I bet my son has already driven from Arizona to California to check it out.  I doubt that we will never see anything like this in Angeles City because the cops still like to set up people for arrest on marijuana possession.  It supplements their income.  Hey, you have to google search this Cafe and see what a great layout it is.

Apologies on this one as I am way late.  I am still adding it because he was a friend and a very loyal VFW member.  Gerald (Jerry) Prinz (WO4) age 80, passed away 26 Sep at his residence in Angeles City.  He was cremated on 27 Sep and rendering of military honors was conducted on 3 Oct.  Every time I went to the VFW in the AM I could depend on seeing him sitting at the bar reading and having his coffee.  He was one of the old timers here and may he RIP.

Many months ago I wrote about the no smoking rules established by the President of the Philippines and enforcement thereof.  For bars it was hard to put into effect because it did have a negative affect.  But I kept hearing about bars that still allowed it and I wrote that I would like to know the names of any bars/clubs that might still allow smoking.  I had one reader of this column write in to say many Korean bars allow blatant smoking.  He said he witnessed this in Korean bars named Bad Boy, Soyu, and Ace,  This was a few months ago so maybe they are in compliance now with the election of the new Mayor.  James T., sorry it has taken me so long to pass on this info.  It is not fair to fellow bar owners if most comply and adapt to less business and a few are non-compliant.

The new Mayor hit the ground running.  Right away you can see street vendors being moved, sidewalk obstacles removed, traffic obstacles removed, etc… He urged bar owners to improve worker’s quarters and for sure that is much needed.

The SEA games will be held at New Clark City athletics Stadium.  The Manila and Clark Int’l Airport authorities have assured the readiness of the two International Gateways for the expected surge air passengers arrival.  The 12 day regional games begin on Nov 30th.  We can only hope all is prepared in time as they are really going all out on the construction site.  You better believe that the automobile traffic on and off the base will be a nightmare during the 12 days of the game.

Will it really happen?  For years we have been waiting for the train from Manila to Clark.  The PI and Asian Development Bank signed a $l.3 billion loan towards the building of the Malalos – Clark Railway Project (MCRP).  The Japan International Corporation Agency (JICA) with additional funding of $2 billion for the rolling stock and the railway systems. Once finished the MRCP is expected to cut travel time from Manila to Clark Int’l Airport to less than an hour.  It is projected to be partially operational in 2022
Partially?  Hell, what does that mean?  Maybe it will only be operational for 500 meters.  Partially could mean another 10 years to reach Clark or more.  I wonder how much money will disappear on this project.

POPEYES – KUYA J Group, one of the country’s (PI) fast rising food chain is investing P1.5 billion initially as it plans to build more than 100 Popeyes restaurants in three years.  There is already one located in Pasay City.

You will notice that I did not write any Political Rants though I have many.  As a Trump supporter and conservative you can guess my feelings.  I will wait and vote and hope for the best.  I am too old to do anything else.
Vina and I will be flying to Hawaii this Sunday to attend the 21st birthday of our son, Jason.  He is in the Army at Schofield Barracks. We had booked flights to Las Vegas and then on to Hawaii but after medical problems we figured it might be too hard on me.  On Sunday we will fly the inaugural Korean Airline flight out of Clark.  Before you had to go to Manila to fly Korean Air.  This will be the first time I have ever flown an inaugural flight on any airline.  We return to Clark on 15 Nov, in time to start work on our charities.
Will write again after we get back, meanwhile be kind to horses.

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Greetings to one and all.  I am so happy to still be around to be able to keep in touch with you.  Regretfully I had to say farewell to people I have known quite a while:

TAPS:  Carmello Lazatin, past AC Mayor, Congressman and current Balibago barangay Captain.  I knew his father, a great AC Mayor and then his son.  While I was secretary of ACTA I had the opportunity to work with Mayor Lazatin (the son) for a few years and grew to admire and respect him and enjoyed attending his birthday celebrations and he honored me with his presence at two of my celebrations as well.  Many will miss him, especially me.

Clive Pollington – Clive passed away from a heart attack recently and his sudden passing was a shock to his many friends.  Clive was a first class gentleman who at one time owned Roy’s Pub, a very popular location to eat lunch and also to gather early evening for enjoying various brews and quietly interact with each other in not too loud conversation.  It was especially popular with the English expats in town.  I was surprised to learn a few years back that quiet gentleman, in his younger years, participated in professional side-car motorcycle racing in England.  Clive was proud of those days and many were amazed that this quiet, gentle man was once involved in such an exciting, dangerous sport. Needless to say, he will be missed by many especially those he worked and socialized with at the Orchid group.

 John Holmes – The owner of the Phoenix Hotel.  I do not have much information as it happened very recently.  It really was sudden and happened on site.  I remember when this hotel was built and Owen Dolan helped with on-site supervision.  Owen was it first manager and he and John made a good team. Sadly Owen was murdered in a robbery attempt and John was left in need of a manager.  Fortunately he found the only only man who could fill Owen’s shoes and that is Mike Evans, (Only old timers know his nickname so I will omit it here).  The team of John and Mike continued until the sad day of John’s passing.  The question now is what will the relatives decide to do with the Phoenix Hotel and will Mike continue on for now?
I know as I grow older and reach my 34th year here I know if I continue on I will have to bid farewell to more expats that I have known and with each loss I will feel that gray cloud of sadness pass over me and remember their friendships, close and casual, and as time passes I will remember them until my memory fades or I join them myself.  It is so much sadder when they pass on in December, a month so close to another year.  Hard to deal with so much sadness and also celebrate the holiday season.

27 March 2019 – Oh boy, I am in trouble.  I started this before Christmas and now, so much later I pulled up my draft.  Instead of going downstairs to watch the girls playing pool I am sitting my ass down to write a few lines.  I just finished a Rotary meeting.  If I go downstairs, here is what will happen.  I will watch the game, it ends after 5 PM.  I then would go out for a walk with my walker because my wife insists it will help my legs (I agree with her but never admit it).  After the walk, return to the bar, sit at favorite at my table, turn on the TV and start watching Netflix and think about going upstairs to write this column.  Nope, I will stay watching Netflix, eat dinner, continue with Netflix, then my friend Tony will come in for a chat at 8:45, interrupt my TV viewing, have 2 beers, then leave for home at 9:50 PM at which time I get my helper to help me out of my chair, get me up the stairs into my office to take off my shoes and socks.  At this time I should go to bed but I am not tired, time to check my Emails, FB and messenger.  All to often I get distracted into watching clips of America has talent, Britain has Talent, Sweden has Talent, Ethiopia has talent, Norway has Talent, India has Talent and a few doses of X Factor.  At the same time I am answering messages, messenger, etc.  Suddenly it is 1 AM and I force myself to take a shower and go to bed.  Of course, then I read in bed until my eyes get tired, turn out the light, and doze off thinking that I should have worked on this column.   This is my daily schedule and I have not even discussed my morning routine which is not good either.  I also go to Rotary once a week, Physical Therapy twice a week and Envy Sports Bistro 2 times a week.  I am suffering from TVitis  and well, a bit of laziness.  The result is, that at 81 my only talent is being able to fall asleep anywhere at any time, in fact, I feel my eyes getting heavy as I type this and it is only 4:45 PM and I am fighting off the temptation to go down and watch the girls finish their last few games.

I think listing those friends that passed away so close to the end of the year depressed me but now I have to mention one friend who was the Captain of one of my pool teams and a good customer as well.  His name was Michael Keith Rowell, AKA “Whisky Mike” and his demise was an example of how far too many Expats reach their final days in Angeles City.  Mike enjoyed a few drinks of Black Label each day and over the years the consumption increased and eventually along came a few medical problems as well.  Mike was well liked and yes, he was a nice guy with many friends that did their best to look after him.  He sort of had a girlfriend that was not all that dependable and quite often he was on his own.  Mike was 69 when he suffered from a serious stroke that caused him to lose his mobility and he had to lay on a mattress placed on the floor of his living room apartment.  Local Expat friends were able to pay his hospital bill and try to help him as much as possible on a daily basis.  He was helpless and needed help to get to the bathroom, get cleaned up, fed and at times place him in a wheel chair to get him out to eat.  Even then he still lived up to his nickname and ate very little.  There is a close net group of Expats that did all they could for him and a few in particular reached out to help him in a way that was so commendable and this is not a rare experience here.  Regretfully Mike passed away  and even thought we knew such an ending was inevitable we wondered if this situation could have been avoided.

The problem is that many Expats that live here for any length of time, including me, have established our senior lives here and this is home.  We have homes, condo’s, apartments, wives, relatives, friends and a type of community that does not exist in the US, Britain, Australia, etc.  Only if you live here could you understand what this feeling is and why, even when sick, we do not want to leave, even when we know it is ridiculous not to to do so.  It is easy to fall into a trap of drinking too much because of the environment and the affordability of liquor and cigarettes.  Another problem is that many settle here without an adequate monthly income and medical care is not cheap.  A month or two after Mikes death a local bank notified officials that Mike had an account with them but after consultations with the bank it was discovered that the account did not have and funds in it.  Why do I dwell on this subject?  Please, if you plan to retire here prepare yourself.  Have the funds in the bank to cover you or have a DECENT retirement check coming in each month.  When I first came here in 1977 living here was really cheap, in 1985 when I moved here permanently it was still pretty reasonable, now, 2019 try to have at least a monthly income of $3000 or more, depending on what life style you want.  Life is good here and Angeles City is one exciting town to live in as it is changing month to month.  Visit first, more than once, than decide.

BAYPOINT HOSPITAL, SUBIC – I just received information that based on complaints against Baypoint by Senator Dick Gordon, Baypoint has been downgraded by Dept of Health to an infirmary.  That means they currently cannot do surgeries, admit you to ICU, or do in-depth testing at lab/heart center or radiology.  You can get emergency care to stabilize and they can and they can do CBC’s but that’s about it.
This information came from Jack Walker, director of the RAO office at Subic.  This affects the many military retirees living in the Subic area who now will have to use either Medical City and Gordon are Tri-Care and only Medical City is FMP.  That is the only information available now but I suspect more details will follow.

DAVE (VEGAS DAVE) HAMILTON – was moved from ICU last week and is now in room 307, Medical City, Clark.  I will try to visit him tomorrow to see how his recovery is going.  From what I hear Dave suffered a fall serious enough for hospital admittance, complications led to an extended stay in ICU.  He is recovering and is undergoing in-room physical therapy.

QUESTION FROM “DIGBY” – Hi Harry, how are you, have not seen any posts from your side which I always look forward to. Is ThiHi still going strong with the same girls I saw in December and what of the old Porkys (Finnegans).  Keep well, Digby
(Good to hear from you Digby.  Not to worry ThiHi is going strong and since Dec they have added a few ladies but loss some of those you saw in Dec.  The new owners have made additional improvements that are very pleasing.  It remains my go to bar as it has been for many years.  The addition of outside seating was a popular choice even though City Hall forced them to cut back on the frontage due to encroachment.  So far Hang-out and Honey Ko’s has been able to keep their extended frontage.  All three establishments remain popular which is great.
I  Finnegans Bar is still there with a great sign out front and enjoying a lot of business.

Look, it is getting a bit late now and I had two interruptions.  Mrs Horse had her home manicure by Pearlie and I piggy backed on that and of course another break for dinner.  We ordered take out from the Siam Thai restaurant right around the corner from our hotel.  Had enough to be able to enjoy leftovers tomorrow night.

I hope I can publish this as I have never saved to draft before.  I do plan to write more often, I miss doing it.  Tomorrow physical therapy and head over to Envy for the Footie.  I have a lot more words floating around my head but will try to sort those out tomorrow.  Oh wait.  I have to announce that our little Pension House has now come under the umbrella of RedDoorz which means if you want to book a room now please go on the internet and look for RedDoorz Philippines, Pampanga and we are listed as RedDoorz Tamarind.  It is all new to us but it seems to be increasing our occupancy.  We have still maintained our name but now our 10 rooms are controlled by RedDoorz.  They basically rent our ten rooms for a monthly flat fee (after a 2 month trial period).  Now you can prepay a room booking which we were not able to do before.  What takes getting used to is that the price changes daily and at times can become extremely cheap.  We had raised our rates to P1200 daily now, depending on occupancy you might get a room as low at P700.  We are hoping that our regular customers will use this system, it is easy and convenient.

Good night for now and please remember to be kind to horses.

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Regarding my comments on the terrible shape of the Walking Street road which I feel is “walk at your own risk” this comment from Mike M follows:  

“Two solutions to the potholes on Fields.
1. Take a front end scooper of a skip loader and scrape the whole things. Go back to the original concrete road.
2. Just asphalt over the existing road. It wouldn’t look as nice with a black top. But it would function great.
Nothing will be done until their is a new mayor. Mayor does not want to admit they screwed up.
I was laughing when they were doing the work. Saw them pour like half to one inch over the new work to smooth it out. I said to myself that will not last with beer trucks.”
SPORTS:  Dare I say I hope that the Red Sox whip up on the Dodgers.  Sorry, I am one of those very old New Yorkers who has never forgiven them for leaving New York.  I was hoping that the Yankees would be in the World Series but it was not to be.  My father was raised in Lawrence, Mass. so I keep the Boston Red Sox as my second favorite team.
MOBILE MOB (CARAVAN) – What  a shame that it exists.  It is an invasion and entry to US must be denied.
ANGELES CITY POLITICS – Even though Foreigners have no say in the local Angeles City elections the results of the upcoming Mayor race between 3 aspirants affect us all.  It will be an interesting event.  I have a favorite but naturally not mention who.  I will say that one aspirant to the job has in the past stated that if he was Mayor he would close the bars on Fields Ave.  I am curious if he still feels that way, I hope not.  I think, eventually, the face of Fields Ave will change but the make-over will be gradual.
Another drama taking place now is the tug of war between past barangay Captain Tony Mamac and newly elected Barangay Capt Carmelo Lazatin.  This is one of those unique Philippine disputes that crop up all too often.  It is an interesting subject to follow and hopefully the dispute will be short in nature.  This is another position that affects expat businessmen in Balibago and of course, local citizens even more.  As I have written before, life in Angeles City is never boring.  I love this City, it has grown so much since my first arrival in 1977 and future growth is a given.  It is unbelievable, google Clark New City and read about what is planned for that area.  The growth is not limited to Clark and Angeles City areas such as Porac, Mexico , San Fernando and Tarlac are growing as well.  So many new subdivisions are eating up so much acreage and expat retirees and buying homes further out from the hub of Angeles City.  The further out you go the less expensive the homes are and the road system allows you easy access to shopping and schools.  I would love to have ten more years of life so I could witness the wonders to come in that short of time.  Oh my goodness, if you are considering retirement here, don’t wait, do it now, be part of the Pampanga experience.  Hey, if you do, drop by and visit this old horse.  Remember, be kind to horses.
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