Thursday, January 17, 2019

Replicraft and Jim Kiger

I've always been interested in WW1 fighters, probably dating from watching cartoons of Snoopy battle the Red Baron as a kid.  The past couple years the idea of building a replica has come up, but with 5 or so more pressing projects ahead in the queue, it stays just an idea.

It turns out one of the best sources of replica plans is right down the road in Fremont.  Jim Kiger, age 91, started collecting original factory drawings and researching these aircraft to build museum scale models back in the 1970's.  The lack of suitable plans inspired him to draw his own, and "Replicraft" was born.  Even though his plans were originally created with modelers in mind, they are detailed enough that many full scale replicas have been built from them.

Last week I drove down and bought four sets, the SPAD VII, Roland DVIa, Hanriot HD.1, and the Sopwith Camel.  They may never get built, but I appreciate the artistry of them, and may even hang a version on the wall.


Roland DVIa plans by Replicraft (Jim Kiger)

Tuesday, November 27, 2018

Time traveling via old journals and music

Isn't it great how hearing music from a certain period in your life can immediately remove you from the present and send you rocketing back across time?

Reading things I wrote years ago has the same effect and last night an old journal I haven't seen in many years brought 23 year-old me back to life, vividly. I encountered the expected things, like the partying beach lifestyle my roommates and I led, but I'd forgotten about the uncertainty of that age. Would I pass my Navy eye exam? If so, would I finish flight school and what would I fly? Who would I marry? Kids? Where would I end up living? All those questions have long answers now, 27 years later, but then they were blank sheets of paper. It was interesting and melancholy to stand in my 23 year-old shoes again and consider them.

I wouldn't want to go back permanently, but a weekend during spring break 1991 would be nice. Ok, maybe a whole week.

My roommates and friends were certainly a huge blessing.   Beau Duarte was a Naval Flight Officer and after 1992 went on a separate training track. Erik, Chris, and I remained roommates for all three years of flight school.We waited 15 months for the Navy to start training us, from June of 1990 to November of 1991. It was like being retired (with pay) at the age of 22-23. I recall worrying that I'd lost the ability to study when we began our training, but I hadn't. Flight school was a mostly stress free experience, always feeling like I was getting away with something being paid to fly.

I met Rob "Woody" Wood working temporary duty at the Museum of Naval Aviation in the fall of 1990. Woody came through the Naval Academy, loved flying as much as I did, and also looked forward to a bright future. Unfortunately it wasn't in the cards.  He died in a Navy helo crash in 1996 at the age of 29.

Chris and I started learning to play guitar together in the fall of 1990, and by the next spring, were sitting-in and playing sets at the Florabama. Singer/Songwriter Ken Lambert was gracious enough to give us the stage for "on the job training". We sucked in the beginning, sucked less as time went on, and eventually weren't half bad.

Flight school roommates, spring of 1991.
Erik Etz, Rob Bennett, Beau Duarte, and Chris Bailey

Rob "Woody" Wood and I, Sandy Key, summer 1991

Chris Bailey and I playing at the Florabama, 1991

Primary flight training, NAS Whiting Field, 1992







Friday, October 12, 2018

Marius Davidson in a 1927 Oakland roadster

Another interesting automotive find from our family pictures.  Marius Davidson was an auto mechanic by trade and I believe this 1927 Oakland roadster belonged one of his friends of in Winnipeg.  I particularly like the local auto club badges on the radiator. 

Marius Davidson in a 1927 Oakland roadster, Winnipeg, Manitoba. 

Thursday, October 11, 2018

More family cars. Charlie Delahay's 1967 Corvette

When my father-in-law came home from his tour in Vietnam in 1966, one of the first things he did was buy a brand new '67 Corvette with the money he'd saved.  It had a 327 with a four speed and was liquid awesome.  The car was stolen in the early 1970's and the police later recovered the empty shell, which was promptly totaled and scrapped.  In the spirit of practicality, he replaced it with a 1973 Ford Montego.  Ouch.  I wish we had the '67 Corvette shell today...
Charlie Delahay and the '67 Corvette at Town & Country Village, San Jose.  About 1969.











Sandy Delahay in the '67 Corvette, headed to the Winchester Mystery House.  About 1969.

Uncle Joe's hot rod 1930 Chevrolet 3 Window coupe

My love of old cars stems from my uncle's hot rod '30 Chevy coupe.   One of my earliest memories is riding with him as a three or four year old, watching the road slip by the hole in the passenger floorboard.   It was loud and fun and rough around the edges.  He drove it back and forth to school at San Jose City College from 1970 to 72 and then parked it in my grandparent's garage when it broke down.  I used to sneak in and pretend to drive it.  He traded it for a reel to reel tape deck about 1974 or 75.   I still have the California black plate key chain for the plates, BDT 832, and probably the keys as well.

I wonder if the car still exists and where it ended up.  The BDT 832 license plates are no longer in the DMV system.

Joe Evans with his hot rod 1930 Chevrolet 3 window, about 1970.
Joe leaving for school in the '30 Chevy 3 window.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Thoughts on the Middle East and Iran

President Trump took us out of Obama’s nuclear deal with Iran yesterday.  I’m glad he did, as the deal was too weak to stop Iran’s nuclear ambitions, strengthened Iran’s terrible leadership, and indirectly funded Iran’s terrorism.  The deal would never have passed the Senate as an official treaty, and had bipartisan opposition.  It was rushed to signature and sold under a false dilemma:  either we agree to this deal or we plunge the area into war.  Opposition to the deal was dishonestly cast as war mongering. Recently, Israeli intel demonstrated the Iranians are cheating on the already weak terms of the deal.  So I’m glad the current President is throwing it out.  

Reading the chatter online today, many agree with me, but many more are lost in their compulsion to blame the US for Iran’s bad behavior, focusing on the longstanding economic sanctions, our historic support for the Shah from 1953 to 1979, and our support for Israel.  It fired me up to outline why they are wrong. 

There is no question many Iranians hate the US because they do not understand why the sanctions were originally put in place, and why they persist.  Even some people in the US have a hard time grasping that concept, apparently.  The sanctions were intended to make it difficult for the Iranian theocracy to remain in power, as well as restrict their ability to support terrorism.   Period.  They were never an attempt to randomly cause suffering.  To the contrary, they were an alternative response to direct military intervention, which would have caused greater suffering.  The mullahs remain in power and continue to support terrorism, and so the sanctions must persist if only to curtail terrorism, especially as an alternative to military action. 

My grandparents lived in Iran in 1979 and barely escaped with their lives.  They lost friends in the Islamic revolution.  Looking back, it’s clear that supporting the Shah 40+ years ago was a mistake, but one that can only be properly understood in the context of the Cold War.  Building their oil producing infrastructure was a mistake, as the West lost billions due to the regional instability.  Supporting Israel since 1948, however, has not been a mistake.  The Iranian mullahs will never be friendly to us as long as we support Israel, no matter how many pallets of money we send them, or how many ridiculous deals we try to make.  Israel deserves our support, and the real move toward peace that must be made is this:  the Islamic world must recognize Israel and renounce terrorism.

Bottom line:  It’s impossible to view any relations with Iran without considering the role played by supporting Israel and Iran's repeated threats to annihilate it.  Israel deserves our support.  

Why does Israel deserve our support?  
Here’s a laundry list:
1) Because they are the only democratic, free, pluralistic, tolerant society in the region.  
2) Because the nation was legitimately established by the UN in response to a horrific attempt to exterminate an entire people that nearly succeeded.
3) Because the UN tried to give both the Arabs and the Jews land.  The Jews agreed.  The Arabs disagreed, started a civil war, and haven't really let up since 1948. 
4) Because Israel has been under near continuous attack by neighboring countries since 1948. 
5) Because every attempt they have made to give the Palestinians some degree of autonomy has resulted in increased terrorism and threats to their people.  
6) Because the Israeli goal (to live in peace among their neighbors) is noble, while the goals of their neighbors (to destroy Israel and scatter the surviving Jewish population) is vile.

Back to those blaming the US for our poor relations, why did we support the Shah from 1953-1979?  

We were heavily invested in Iran’s oil infrastructure in the early 1950’s, as were other Western nations.   The Iranians didn't have the full capability to extract their own oil prior to that time. The value of our investment in infrastructure was the main reason we opposed nationalization, as well as our desire to keep Soviet domination/influence in check.  The idea of a Soviet port in the Persian Gulf was a strategic nightmare for the US.  The Shah was friendly to the US, and we supported him in return.  He was a terrible leader, and we stained ourselves through the association.  It’s important to note that we got into bed with many evil characters around the world in those days, solely because they weren't friendly with the Soviets, and that continues to plague us today.  Oil money was important, but was secondary to checking the Soviets.  

You can go on about the Shah and the mistakes of the Cold War, but the Islamic mullahs have been little better for their people over the past 40 years.  The greater cause of contemporary Iranian hatred of the US stems from our support for Israel in the face of radical Islam.  It drives me nuts when left wing people try to delegitimize the state of Israel and make them to be the bad guys.  They claim the Arabs properly own the land of present day Israel, and that the Palestinians should be running the show.  But that view can only be held in complete ignorance of history. 

Ancient Israel is a historic fact, persisting from the beginning of recorded history up until the time of the Romans.  Since the fall of ancient Israel there has been a very fluid definition of ownership.  The area became a cross roads where Jews, Arabs, and Christians have taken turns trying to create their own notion of order in a land with enormous religious significance.  One thing is certain, there never has been an autonomous Arab nation of Palestine, governed by Palestinians.  Arabs in Palestine as well as Jews lived for many centuries under the revolving door of different rulers, from the Romans to the Caliphates to the Crusaders to the Ottoman Empire to British colonialism.  Never in all those years was there an independent Arab nation of Palestine.  

The present day Palestinians in Israel originated in many neighboring states along with present day Israel, and those neighboring states have shown zero interest in granting them any real estate from their respective countries.  

In 1948 UN resolution 181 tried to set up an independent Arab state of Palestine alongside an independent Jewish state of Israel.  The Israelis accepted that idea, but the Arabs rejected it and plunged the region into a civil war, which the Israelis won.  The losing Arabs began a decades long program of violent insurgency.  The Israelis have periodically grabbed territory for strategic reasons, but they have given most of it back when the threat subsided, and they have never overthrown and absorbed a neighboring country.  They are not conquerors, they are survivors, acting in self defense.  That is the history. 

Bottom line:  The Palestinian Arabs and the surrounding Arab nations could live in peace with Israel tomorrow if they would accept it's legitimacy as a nation and use peaceful means to resolve their disputes.  But they will not. 

The Israelis want to coexist.  The Islamic nations and Palestinian Arabs want the Jews to leave, and would kill those who refuse.  That makes it pretty clear to me which side to support.  The Israelis have made plenty of mistakes over the years, but given the existential threats they face, I hardly blame them.

President Obama’s nuclear deal with the Iranians was incapable of keeping them from developing nuclear weapons from the very beginning.  It lacked vital verification, allowed them to develop missiles, and simply kicked the can down the road in return for very little.   It was sold under false pretenses, as the only alternative to military action.  The Iranians got far more from the deal than they gave.  The lifting of sanctions and billions in bribes supercharged the ability of the mullahs to stay in power and support anti-Israeli, anti-US activities.  Most of those billions in bribe money went straight into the hands of terrorists and evil client states such as Syria. It was a bad deal, and the world will be better off without it. 

Monday, April 23, 2018

Mary's Irises are blooming again

My grandmother passed away the day after Easter, 2017,  almost exactly one year ago.  Her backyard was always full of flowers, and the week of her funeral the irises and roses were in full glory.  We spent most of last year emptying her possessions from her house and last winter I removed a few of the dormant iris bulbs to plant in my yard.  Now that it's spring they're doing well,  as this picture shows.  It makes me happy to have them here as a reminder of her.

I think about her almost daily, reflecting on the role she played in so many people's lives and how she approached her own life.  Mary spent most of her adult life looking after other people and took great pleasure in seeing them happy.  Her own needs almost always came second, even at times when she should have looked out more for herself.   I'm struck by how rare it is for a person to be that unselfish.  If forced to criticize her I would say she was not a deep thinking person, rarely read anything, and only had the most basic of education.  She was very face value and enjoyed simple pleasures like board games, cards, and gardening.  Fellowship was also high on her list of interests, with both family and friends.  She rarely discussed politics or abstract ideas like the meaning of life.  If you tried to bring up such a topic she'd shake her head, laugh, and dismiss it as a waste of time. She enjoyed sharing memories, however, and she took pleasure in discussing whatever her family was up to.  Her house was clean but cluttered, filled with a lifetime collection of small things that most people would not value but she kept "just in case I need it someday".  She was just a genuinely good, uncomplicated person.  I miss her terribly.
Mary Petersen, age 16. Taken in San Jose, 1941. 
Mary (Petersen) Evans, age 76. Taken in San Jose, 2000.