Friday was a truly gorgeous day and we had a wonderful setting for the V-J Day ceremony. We had local veterans and veterans who flew in from Texas as part of Honor Flight Austin. I was assigned to escort Mr. Oscar “Mack” Maddox, a 96-year-old Navy Veteran of World War II, in the wreath laying ceremony. Mr. Maddox was a kind, sweet man, whose granddaughter was at the ceremony. He was very quiet, so I didn’t learn a lot about his service, unfortunately. Continue reading
This came up in my Facebook memories today, and it gave me a good laugh. I volunteered at WAMO and was outside nearly the whole 7 hours I was there. I was with one of my favorite Rangers to work with, Eddy Kahle, who sadly moved to another park a few months later. He’s now at another of my favorite parks, and I need to get down there to visit him. Continue reading
I took a fair amount of pictures during setup and the Centennial events. Here are a few of my favorites:
After waiting 2 1/2 years since receiving my NPS Centennial pin, the big event finally arrived. We were treated to some gorgeous cool, non-humid weather for the first two days. The heat/humidity eventually returned, but it wasn’t as bad as it has been in recent weeks.
Before I dive in to some of my favorite or more memorable interactions, here are some numbers: Continue reading
I’ve spent a LOT of time writing about visitors on this blog. Which makes sense, I suppose, because that’s the reason I created it. After all, without visitors, there would be no need for volunteers. Or Rangers, I suppose. And they do provide so much material. SO. MUCH.
Visitor interaction is a huge part of my job as a volunteer, but to me, it is actually not the most important part. I love spending time at the Monument and Memorials, but even that is not what I consider the most important part of volunteering. Continue reading
As hot and humid as it’s been lately, it was REALLY oppressive on Friday. I was only at WAMO for 4 1/2 hours, but they were tough hours. Fortunately, we did have some clouds and a breeze, but when you were standing in the sun, the breeze was just hot, humid air blowing at you. Not exactly refreshing.
The people were super crazy. Cranky, nasty, rude, not wanting to listen to instructions, flat out saying no when given instructions by Rangers, and thinking they know better than us how things should run up on the hill. Oh, and several were smelly.
I was back at WAMO on Saturday for my first 6-hour day. I ran 10 miles in the morning and took a nice long nap before heading in for my shift, so I was rested and ready to go.
Today’s Man Bun Count: 5. Still too high for my preferences, but better than yesterday.
Also, Today’s National Mall PSA: Use deodorant. Please.
They were calling for thunderstorms, but they never materialized. And there was actually a nice breeze up on the hill, so it was a very pleasant day. That didn’t stop the visitors from exhibiting their usually craziness though. Continue reading
After a week off to attend an IndyCar race at Mid-Ohio Sports Car Course, I was back at WAMO on Friday. It was to be my last 9-hour day for a while, as my marathon training is ramping up so I need to be home earlier on Fridays to prepare for my early Saturday runs. It did not disappoint.
New Blog Feature: Man Bun Count. We see a LOT of them. A. LOT. 17 on this day, to be exact. Including 3 in one elevator.
Something interesting that happened on Friday involved my uniform. I wear a set of Navy/Marine Corps pilot wings on my left collar. They were given to me by the sister of a Marine Corps pilot who was killed in action in Iraq. I’ve worn them for years, and people ask about them here and there. But on Friday, at least 8 people asked me about them throughout the day. I’m not sure why, but I had the change to talk about the Marine they belonged to and that’s always a great thing.
It was hot on Friday. Like Africa hot. The heat made people crazy. A ticketing snafu didn’t help, nor did the 100+ student school group that sat up in the WAMO plaza for an hour, thinking they had 1:30 tickets when they actually had 12:30 tickets. We were behind for a substantial portion of my first 3 hours and it was difficult, to say the least. Continue reading
Playing catch up here. The first half of July was crazy for me. Such is life.
First, something extremely cute
A little 3-month-old girl just stared at me and drooled through my whole elevator talk. Her mom said that means I was a hit. 🙂 Continue reading