Monday, December 10, 2012

Siblings

What's it like being one of the oldest siblings?  Well, I'm not the oldest sibling in our family, I'm the second of five.  Lynda is the oldest.  In "Guam Adventures - Mystery of the Cave", Jo is loosely based on Lynda. 
Jo is feisty, strong-willed, curious.  She also likes to torment her younger sister, Susan, who is loosely based on me. Susan is a bookworm.  She does, however, concede to her sister's experience as her elder.  Susan is a follower, often reluctantly. 
We, like Jo and Susan, grew up in an Air Force family.  We remember living on Guam. There are many elements in the book that originate from our own experiences and rather foggy memories.  As we created the story, Lynda remembered things I didn't remember and visa- versa, but there were many memories we shared.  Some of those real-life moments appear in Mystery of the Cave.
In the book, Jo and Susan have a younger sister, Graci.  She is loosely based on our younger sister, Traci.  When we moved to Guam we three were the only children of Bill and Joan Wilkerson.  Graci is only three years old when the Wilks family moves to Guam.  Like Traci, she probably wouldn't remember as much about the Island as her older siblings. She lives in her own 'little girl' world.  She hangs out with her mom and spends time with other little girls her age in the neighborhood.
As military brats, the glue that held us together was our parents.  Not unique to military brats, certainly, but as we moved from one assignment to another we always moved as a family, and while we left friends, schools, homes and familiarity behind, we always had our little family circle - the one certainty in our lives.
Things that were unique to military families:  our neighbors were also military families, our fathers wore a military uniform to work (not as many women were military members back then), we heard the 'Klaxon' (a loud, piercing siren) at least twice each day, at noon and five p.m.  We also heard it when there was an "alert". That's when our dads would wake up from a sound sleep, jump into their uniforms and run out the door, never knowing for sure if it was a practice drill or the real alert to danger.We had dinner at the NCO or Officer's club, went to the movies and stood for the National Anthem before the news of the day or cartoons started.
Our dads went on "TDY" (temporary duty) for some undetermined length of time to do something 'secret', while our moms held down the fort and ruled the roost; they kept things as normal as possible until Dad returned home - often with gifts from far away lands.
In the meantime, we kids carried on with our sibling shenanigans, unaware that we were creating a bond that could not be broken - this was our 'normal'. We didn't think we were special or unique.  We were a family.  Yes, we moved from place to place.  We expected it, but didn't look forward to it.  When we moved, we went together.  We moved to a new set of quarters, went to a new school, made new friends.
Not mentioned in Mystery of the Cave are our younger siblings, Mark and Kimberly. 
Lynda was the first but, 20 months later I was born.  Traci, who has always bemoaned her position as middle child, was born four years after me and four years before Mark, who was actually born on Guam.  Two years after Mark, the last child and youngest sister Kimberly, was born in California while Dad was stationed at March Air Force Base. We didn't live in military quarters when Kim was born because we were on a 'waiting list', but a year after her birth we moved into base housing and back to our  familiar military world.
We, the children of Bill and Joan Wikerson (the most amazing parents EVER) are all military brats, even though Kimberly was only seven years old when Dad retired from the Air Force.
Lynda, Terry, Dad and Mom, Mark, Traci, Kim
The Wilkersons 1995
We siblings have had adventures of our own as adults.  Lynda and Mark live in the same small town in Idiana, now. But the rest of us live far away from each other.  I live in Arizona, Traci lives in Ohio and Kim lives in Pennsylvania. Typical of military families?  I think so.
But we are siblings.  Bill and Joan's kids.



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Tuesday, November 20, 2012

I'm too young to rest

Hangin' with one of our backyard buddies.
 
Today marks the end of a three-day weekend for me.  I spent 2 days hanging out with my handsome husband.  We sat outside watching hummingbirds (and, of course, taking their pictures), doing some yardwork, enjoying the spectacular Arizona fall weather.  We did go visit Dave's Mom, Bonnie and Stepdad, Lee for a few hours on Saturday.  They are in their 80s.  I'm not sure Dave and I will ever see our 80s, but I hope so.

Yesterday I was bored out of my skull.  Normally, if I'm not at work, I'm writing, doing something related to writing, cleaning, working out ... something.  I did do some cleaning yesterday, got caught up, actually, which is rare.  Watched tv, spent a little time outside with Dave after he came home from work, then I vegged the rest of the evening.  I was supposed to be resting up for the chaos to come this week at work.  Resting is over rated.  I thought I wanted to rest.  As it turns out, I didn't enjoy it.

Sometimes I get stressed out because I know my house needs to be cleaned.  Well, my house is clean and, really, who cares? 

When I'm in my 80s I will probably do a lot of resting because, let's face it, I'll be pretty tired by then.  But for today I'm going to work out, eat a protein-filled breakfast, take a shower and start the loooong beautification process, run an errand on the way to work and get started with my week.

Maybe when I'm in the shower this morning I'll get a flash of an idea for the book (Guam Adventures - The Darkened Light).  That's what happened the last 2 times great ideas came my way. 

I better get started ... my tennis shoes want to be on my feet and working out is where I get my energy.
Next time I'll probably tell ya'll just a bit about my "Black Friday" experience coming up this week.  My goal is to view it as fun and interesting; it's less stressful that way, I hope.

Don't want to go out for Black Friday?  Dread Christmas shopping?  I have an idea!  Save yourself some gas and aggravation, order "Guam Adventures - Mystery of the Cave" for your youngster.  Just go to  createspace.com/4008187.  It's easy and there's no line!

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Authors write "long distance" tween book

(by Lou Ann Millett, Tipton Tribune Correspondent)
November 14, 2012

Sisters Lynda Wilkerson McCroskery and Terry Wilkerson Heintz are thrilled to introduce their first of at least a trilogy of books about Guam, an American territory in the Mariana Islands chain. This book came to be even though McCroskery lives in Tipton and Heintz lives in Arizona. The use of computers and especially Google Drive allowed them to write their long distance story of living on Guam in the 1960's when their dad, Bill Wilkerson, served in the U.S. Air Force at Andersen Air Force Base. Whenever possible McCroskery would fly to Arizona and spend three weeks with her sister as they planned a detailed outline for their story which actually reflected their own "ordinary" life as an Air Force family on Guam. Once yearly Heintz also traveled. During her vacation, she came east to work with her sister. The sisters decided which chapter each would write and then when they get together, they complete the transitions from one chapter to another.

Not only was this book, Mystery of the Cave, written from a long distance, but it also reflected how very, very far away from the Midwest this island was. When the Bill and Joan Wilkerson family flew from California, it was a 36 hour flight with layovers for fuel in Hawaii and Wake Island.

McCroskery and Heintz weave their story using legends from Guam along with their personal experiences. Legend said children were never to go into the jungle because there were wild boars and because there still might be Japanese soldiers who hid in the jungles and the many island caves following World War II. (Guam was invaded one day after the bombing of Pearl Harbor on Dec. 7). Actually, the final Japanese soldier came out of the jungle in 1972.

In the story, two sisters ten-year-old JoEllyn Wilks and eight-year-old Susan dare to enter the dark, mysterious jungle. They are accompanied by their friends, Mike and Ryan. Bats, voracious mosquito swarms and flying cockroaches terrorize them, but that is just the beginning of history and mystery.

The sister authors delight in writing historical fiction filled with mystery. Their series of novels are aimed at eight to 13 year-olds. Their second novel, The Darkened Light, is due out next year. It is based on George Tweed, a U.S. Navy radioman who ran into the jungle to escape the invading Japanese and ended up moving from place and hiding in the jungle with the help of the Chamorros (natives of Guam) for (many)  months during WWII ... The third novel, as yet, is untitled.

McCroskery will be personalizing (autographed copies) of Mystery of the Cave during a book signing from noon until 4 p.m. Friday at Memory Lane Antiques in the Side Street Mall. She calls the book "a perfect gift for children ages 8-13." Price of the book is $10.70 (checks or cash only). More information may be found at whambooks.blogspot.com.

Mystery of the Cave can be ordered directly from us at: whammysteries@gmail.com or through www.createspace.com/4008187

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Black Friday, Guam, Goose Bay, Germany and Jesus

I know many of you are thinking, "What does Black Friday have to do with WHaM Books"?  Well, I work at Sears.  I sell jewelry.  After years of working in Loss Prevention, which was a fun, rewarding job, I can't believe I'm selling jewelry on commission.  Holy Cow!  One thing about being a military brat is that you learn to adapt. 
 
We (meaning Sears) have all of our Christmas decorations up and the store looks pretty darned good.  I'm sure most of you aren't ready to be in the Christmas Spirit yet, but I'm already there. 

As I ascend on the escalator every day I sneak a peek at the Christmas trees, etc., on display downstairs.  Approximately every 5th song over the PA is a Christmas song.  I'm really digging it.  I may be tired of it in a few weeks but for now it's fun.

The Christmas season always takes me back to my childhood when we waited for 'Santa' to make his appearance while we slept.  Even as a teen I looked forward to seeing what Santa left under the tree. 


We moved to Goose Bay, Labrador when I was 14.  It was November and we stayed in temporary billeting for a month.  Mom and Dad had to scramble to find Christmas presents for their five children.  The BX (base exchange) was pretty much wiped out by that time, so they went to Happy Valley, the capital of Labrador (population approx. 300) to scour the Hudson's Bay Store there.  Lynda and I got some old, and some obscure albums for Christmas that year ... Fats Domino, Leslie Gore, The Eighth Day (who's ever heard of them?).  I don't think there was a Black Friday back then.

And then there were those many years of being 'Santa' for my kids.  It was so much fun, kissing my children goodnight, then breaking out all the presents and putting them under the tree.  Their stockings were loaded with goodies, usually fruit, candy and one or two special gifts from Santa. 

One of my most memorable Christmases was when we moved to Guam when I was six.  We really did have an aluminum Christmas tree with blue ornaments and the Christmas Angel, just like the Wilks family in Guam Adventures - Mystery of the Cave.  Through the years I have looked for a tree like that; and even though I love a real tree (or an artificial tree that looks real), that aluminum tree, which followed us for many years and became a tradition (along with the cardboard Angel with the halo of sparkling white 'angel' hair), will forever hold a special place among my favorite Christmas memories.

So what does Black Friday have to do with any of this?  Masses of people, standing in line with numbers in their hands waiting to  satisfy their wishes?   We all have Christmas memories, and who's to say the busy-ness of Black Friday isn't a worthy one?  I talked to a woman the other day who told me that she and her mom and sister always shop together on Black Friday.  Those memories will last her lifetime. 
 
Certainly times have changed.  If I had gone shopping with my mom, sisters or daughter on Black Friday I would have similar never-to-be-forgotten memories; not because of the insanity and chaos or the great deals and money saved, but because of the time spent laughing and loving those so dear to me. 

When we lived in Germany, I made a stencil that I put on our front window that said "Happy Birthday, Jesus".  Let's stop for just one moment and remind ourselves that Black Friday leads us to the day when we celebrate our Savior's birth.  Presents or no presents, shopping deals or not, He is still the reason we celebrate Christmas.

You can order your copy of Guam Adventures - Mystery of the Cave at www.createspace.com/4008187 or contact us at whammysteries@gmail.com.  It will make a wonderful gift for the 'tween in your life!  (Adults will enjoy it, too!)

Monday, November 12, 2012

Short and Sweet, 2



It's a CELEBRATION!!!

THANK YOU!!
You just sent our blog views to over ONE THOUSAND!!
We couldn't have done it without YOU!!
Now on to two thousand ...

Appreciatively yours,
Lynda and Terry




Guam Adventures-Mystery of the Cave can be purchased at www.createspace.com/4008187 or whammysteries@gmail.com
 

Sunday, November 11, 2012

What's So Funny?

 I'm finally feeling better. It's been a long slog the past few weeks getting over the wicked hacking cough and general tiredness I've experienced, but I really do think I'm on the mend. So ... I'm ready to share a post with you.

A few weeks ago I wrote about some of the television shows that were popular in the late '50s and early '60s (when Mystery of the Cave takes place), concentrating on the Westerns, which were my favorites. But now, I want to write about the t.v. shows that made us laugh.

I'll start with what I think is the funniest - I Love Lucy (not the Lucy Show or Here Comes Lucy, but the original with Desi Arnaz, Vivian Vance and William Frawley, pictured below). I Love Lucy was on in repeats even when I was a kid, and I didn't think it was very funny - then. My mom watched it and guffawed, but I didn't get the humor to be perfectly honest. However, since becoming an adult I've probably seen every episode a dozen or more time and still laugh out loud at Lucy's antics.
I tried to put a video clip of the best episode (in my opinion), Vitameatavegamin, on this post, but wasn't able to make it work. Go to youtube and look it up ... I think it'll make you guffaw, too.

 
 
Another funny one, and I didn't appreciate this when I was a kid either, was Jack Benny. He was the perpetual '39 year-old', who played the violin very badly and was assisted by his valet, Rochester.  The Jack Benny Program started on radio then moved over to t.v. in the '50s. It had a weekly plot, sort of, but was also a variety show. The picture shows him with one of the funniest and well respected entertainers of all time, Bob Hope (if you haven't seen the Road Show movies with Bob Hope and Bing Crosby (Road to Morocco, Road to Singapore; etc.), you're missing out on some real belly laughs.
 
 
 
Make Room for Daddy was a Danny Thomas vehicle. Back in the day, Danny Thomas was a singer, and is quite famous as the celebrity behind the St. Jude Hospital charity drives. This family show was about an entertainer husband and his long-suffering family. (As an aside, Marlo Thomas, his daughter, was the star of That Girl, a comedy of the 70s, about a single girl in the big city.)
 
 
"You're looking lovely today, Mrs. Cleaver," was a line delivered by the ever brown-nosing, full-of-baloney, and terribly two-faced, Eddie Haskell, best friend of Wally Cleaver, on Leave It To Beaver. Ward Cleaver, played by Hugh Beaumont, was Dad. June Cleaver, Mother, was played by Barbara Billingsley. Wally (the eldest of the two Cleaver boys) was played by Tony Dow *swoon*, and Jerry Mathers was the Beaver
June Cleaver has gotten a lot of flack from the feminist crowd over the years for wearing pearls and a dress to do housework in, but I thought she was a terrific mom and wife. Ward Cleaver, an insurance salesman, was the quintessential patient, understanding but firm father. Wally, *swoon* was, I think, every young girl's ideal boyfriend: athletic, studious, polite and handsome. Then there was Theodore Cleaver, better known as the Beaver: he had a way of getting into mischief, and on Eddie Haskell's bad side (although I'm not really sure Eddie had a good side). The Cleaver's were a normal, typical family of the early 60's, and I watched them faithfully - my boys have watched all of the episodes in reruns, and like them, too.
 
 
The Dick Van Dyke Show! What can I say? HILARIOUS!!!
Dick Van Dyke and Mary Tyler Moore, along with Morey Amsterdam,  Rose Marie, Richard Deacon, and Carl Reiner were a great comedy team.
 
 
 
Take a minute or sixty and watch snippets from these great shows on youtube or maybe even HULU, to see what you might have missed, or to recall some fond and funny memories. You won't find a single Rosanne or Homer Simpson among the bunch ... and you can watch with your kids ... no swearing, sexual innuendo, nudity, or disrepect (What?!)... but I bet you'll laugh out loud, and someone may even ask, "What's so funny?" 
 
Enjoy,
Lynda
 
You can purchase Mystery of the Cave at www.createspace.com/4008187 or contact us at whammysteries@gmail.com.
 

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Monday, November 5, 2012

Want a Great Christmas Present?

When was the last time you saw your child or grandchild pick up a book and read it, not as a class assignment, but because it's a fun book he or she wants to read?  That is what we hoped to achieve in writing "Guam Adventures - Mystery of the Cave". 

I enjoyed reading when I was a kid.  Lynda,  not so much.  The first book I loved was "Charlotte's Web".  If Lynda had found an exciting, fun book to read when she was 7 or 8 years old, she may not have missed out on years of adventure. 

Remember when they used to say "Reading is fundamental"?  I never hear that phrase, anymore.  Is reading less important than it used to be?  I don't think so.  Find a book for your child or grandchild that will keep them reading, away from the tv and video games and will possibly begin a life-long love of the written word. With "Mystery of the Cave" your child will find adventure and fun and probably learn a few new words.  When was the last time your child, after reading a paragraph in a book, came to you and asked what a word meant?  I used to do that all the time to my mom.  You know what she would say?  "Look it up." 

The world is incredibly small these days.  The Middle East used to be some mysterious distant land.  Today it seems we hear as much about those countries as we do about our neighboring countries.  It feels like they're right next door sometimes. 

Then there's Guam.  An island that is barely visible on the map (see Lynda's blog post "Back to Work"). Guam goes about its business, being an island paradise with a friendly, proud, family-oriented culture.  There are still many lucky military families living there.  "Mystery of the Cave" will make the reader think about a place they've possibly never heard of.  And although it's fiction, they will learn a little bit about the history of Guam, as well as what it was like growing up in the early 60's.  What?  No video games?  How did we survive? 

So, do you want a great Christmas present?  Buy the youngster in your life a good book.  What a gift to see a child learn the love of reading. 


You can purchase Guam Adventures - Mystery of the Cave at www.createspace.com/400817, or contact Lynda and me at whammysteries@gmail.com.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

What Mode are You In?

We are in ’writing’ mode again.  While Lynda was here in Arizona we spent more time than we had planned coming up with marketing ideas.  We are totally green when it comes to advertising, etc.  Most of our book sales have come by word-of-mouth and Face Book postings.  Of course, our book signing at Davis-Monthan Air Force Base helped, too.  We are so thankful for the support we have received from all of you. 

But now, Jo and Susan are about to find themselves in the middle of a new adventure on the island of Guam.  They have already found some important clues.  The girls and their friends, Mike and Ryan Mulligan, learned a lot about the Island and its secrets in “Mystery of the Cave”.  This time, in “The Darkened Light” they have to work harder to find answers to their questions. 
Lynda and I feel like we know our characters a little better.  When we first started writing “Mystery of the Cave” Jo and Susan were really ‘us’, Lynda and me.  We eventually discovered Jo and Susan had become themselves, inquisitive, adventurous, determined; mostly obedient, but on the edge of total disobedience.  Jo, being the older of the two, knows how to get her sister to press on, be brave … or else.  Susan, younger, stubborn and more timid, resists, but curiosity and blackmail prevail.  In the long run, the two become a team.  They include Mike and Ryan, sometimes.  But the girls are the trailblazers. 
 This is my ottoman when I'm in writing mode.  
While at work the other day I kept thinking about a chapter I wanted to write for "The Darkened Light".  Lynda and I had discussed this chapter and it began creeping into my psyche.  I woke in the night thinking about what I should write.   How in the world do ideas come out of a sound sleep?  Beats me.  What’s funny and kind of weird is I find myself thinking in narrative.  My thoughts have become lines in a story.  It’s a little unsettling until I realize … I’m in writing mode.
To order your copy of Guam Adventures - Mystery of the Cave go to www.createspace.com/4008187. This fun adventure would

make a great Christmas gift, too!


 





Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Back to Work


Autumn in Indiana

Hi Friends,
I'm back home again in Indiana after three weeks in Arizona with sister, Terry.
On the map below, I'm pretty close to the middle ... between Indianapolis and Kokomo (which is NOT an island in the Caribbean, despite what the Beach Boys may tell you.)


We accomplished much, but still have much to do marketing Mystery of the Cave and writing book #2, The Darkened Light.
We took the week off to re-group and re-coup. I had jet lag for several days then developed a coughing cold. I'm still coughing, but I think I'm finally caught up on the sleep. Terry, of course, had to get used to not having another body hanging around her house, and is suffering with a sinus infection. Nevertheless, I think we're ready to begin again.

In my last post, What in the World?, I wrote about the many people from countries outside the USA who are reading our WHaM blog, and with that in mind, I thought I'd show our non-American visitors where we are, and how far we travel back-and-forth to write our books.



Looking at the map above, you'll see an AZ down near Mexico on the left ... that's Arizona where Terry lives, and where I live several weeks out of the year. Now, go up to the letters, CO (that's Colorado) and across to the right until you get to IN, that's Indiana, where I live most of the time with my hubby. The United States is a big ol' country and for me to drive from Indiana to Arizona would take at least three days, so I "fly the friendly skies", usually on Southwest, which I think is a great airline. (Please don't write debating me on the pros and cons of SW ... so far I'm happy with the service and the prices). But I digress ... if you look very closely in the lower left hand corner (still on the above map), in the 'ocean' you will see an arrow directing you to Guam. Yep, it's way out there, and is part of the Marianas Island Chain - the southernmost island.

 
Now to this map, see the 'A', that is Guam! It's so teensy that it doesn't even appear as a speck. It's too far for the US mainland to show up on the map ... only Alaska, the polar opposite of Guam (figuratively speaking ... kinda). But despite Guam's size, it has a rich and interesting history, and much fodder for mystery books, ala Mystery of the Cave. Jungle, caves, critters, beaches, cliffs ... all that on an itty-bitty island in the Pacific Ocean.
As a kid, I had no idea that Guam was so close to southeast Asia, Japan, New Guinea or Australia, I just knew it was an awfully long way from California ... it had to be since it took 36 hours and a layover on Hawai'i and Wake Island to get there. Nor had I any idea that our Air Force assignment there would spawn a book many, many years later ... but it is, and it did. If you haven't read Mystery of the Cave, buy it, read it and live the adventure!

Lynda

Mystery of the Cave can purchased at www.createspace.com/4008187, or directly from WHaM Books at whammysteries@gmail.com.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

What In The World!?

Fun, fun, fun!
Terry and I have had so much fun looking at the stats on our blog, especially our 'Audience'. We really appreciate everyone who's taken the time to read the posts ... and ZOWIE! we've had views from all over the world ... no one is more surprised than WE.
Most of the blog views have been from the USA (thank you most kindly my fellow Americans), but we've also had views from:

Canada
Russia
The Netherlands
Guam!
Singapore
Malaysia
Thailand
Greece
S. Korea
Germany
Spain

HOW FUN IS THAT!!??
Knowing that so many of you are reading our ramblings, motivates us like you can't believe. And now that y'all know so much about us, we'd like to know more about you, so won't you write us a message? We'd sure LOVE to hear from you! 
Of course, we hope you citizens of the world, will order and read Guam Adventures-Mystery of the Cave too, which is available to order on www.createspace.com/4008187 or directly from us at whammysteries@gmail.com

THANKS AGAIN!!
Lynda

Friday, October 19, 2012

Happy Birthday, Lynda Jo and Day 2 of book signing

A big day for my big sis.  We spent most of the day sitting at the table at our book signing (day 2), talking to some terrific people and hearing some very interesting stories.  Here we are just inside the door of the Davis-Monthan AFB BX.  To our left is the food court and all the way in the back is the BX.  The people at the table behind us were from the Purcell Gallery in Tubac, Az.  They were selling some beautiful handmade jewelry.

Afterward we drove from Tucson to Mesa and were blessed by a totally amazing sunset.  This is the time of year to have your breath taken away by the handiwork of God out here in Arizona.  A dusty sky with quirky clouds and the blazing sun sinking slowly below the horizon.  This is just one of about a dozen pictures Lynda took as I drove 75 miles and hour (the actual speed limit) on I-10.

Maybe not the way she'd expected to spend the big 60, but definitely memorable. 

Happy birthday, Sis.  You've been  a blast to write a book with and have always been a great big sister.  I love you.

Terry

Guam Adventures+Mystery of the Cave can be purchased at www.createspace.com/4008187 or directly from us at whammysteries@gmail.com
 

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Day 1 of Book Signing

We're back at the hotel after the book signing, day 1.  We got to talk to some really interesting people and even sold a few books, although we hope to do better tomorrow.

Lucky me, my dear friend Maxine's son, David, stopped by to say hello and buy a couple books.  When we first moved to Hawaii many years ago, he was in diapers.  He's grown to be a handsome man and proudly wears his uniform.  He's stationed at Davis-Monthan.

Then, my nephew, Mark Cabeen, showed  up and visited with us for quite a while.  We met his lovely wife, Abbi.  Both of them are in the Air Force, stationed at Davis-Monthan.  So good to see him and catch up.  He's a great guy who serves his country well.  He purchased a few books to share with his Mom and siblings.  Hope they will love it!

Mister Ree also made an appearance.

This evening Lynda and I will have dinner with a friend we knew when our dad's were stationed at Goose Bay, Labrador, Connie Page.  Looking forward to visiting with her, as well.

So, a good day today.  I think we'll be happy to hit the sack tonight, though.

Catch you all tomorrow!
Terry

Visit www.createspace.com/4008187 to order your copy of
Guam Adventures - Mystery of the Cave or contact us directly at whammysteries@gmail.com
 

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Mister Ree

So we had a companion on our way to Tucson today.  He will be with us throughout this experience.  His name is Mister Ree.  He's a short little guy with arms and legs that stick out.  We took pictures of him in front of Picacho Peak, sitting in a payphone (who's seen one of those lately?) and at the front gate of Davis-Monthan AFB.  He's pretty excited about this trip. 

With any luck he will have to say good-bye to much of his family in the next few days, but he doesn't mind; he has a big family and there are more waiting to join him. 

As we have time, while we're here for the book signing, we will post the occasional blog to let ya'll know how things are going.  It would be great if you would leave comments on the blog. 

Just to change the subject, I hope you saw Aunt Susan's comments about our book.  She said it was a good little read and that she could picture us as little girls and could also see Mom and Dad.  Even though it's a work of fiction, there are many elements of the Wilkersons.  They say to write what you know and that's kind of what we did.  So, those of you who know us and who knew Mom and Dad may find yourselves thinking "yep, she would definitely say, 'I don't need you in a minute, I need you now!'", or "I can picture him laughing until tears poured down his cheeks".  It kind of keeps Mom and Dad right in front of us, in a way.  But you'll see what I mean when you read the book.  And for those of you who didn't know our Mom and Dad, we hope you'll feel like you know them.

Anyway, time to relax so I can digest this 1/2 ribeye I had for dinner.  Hope to hear from  you all. 

Sweet dreams,
Terry, Lynda and Mister Ree

Be sure to visit www.createspace.com/4008187 to order your copy of
Guam Adventures - Mystery of the Cave or contact us directly at whammysteries@gmail.com

Sunday, October 14, 2012

What Was on Television,1960-ish?

What televisions typically looked like in the '50's and 60's.

In an earlier blog I said that I'd share a little about what life was like in the early 1960's. For example, what movies were people watching? What games were popular? How clothes looked? Well, today I decided to write about was was on the television in the late '50's and into the early '60's.

Television was, as you can imagine, VERY different. To begin with, there weren't programs on all day. I don't recall exactly what time of day programing started, but I do know that at midnight it went off  with the playing of the Star Spangled Banner, then a test pattern would come up and stay up until programming began again in the morning.

This is what a test pattern looked like - for those of you who either don't remember
or who hadn't been born yet.
 
On this blog post I'm going to concentrate on a particular genre of t.v. show, then move on to another next time. For now, it's western and western-esque shows. (Read on, it will all come clear)
 
We don't see many westerns on t.v. anymore, unless they're specially "made for television" or reruns, but back in the late 50's and early 60's they were everywhere, and I loved them. The hats, boots, guns, good guy vs. bad guy, horses ... yeah, they were great.
You might think they're like the movie Tombstone or  the CSI's of today ... you might, but they're not. There are a couple things that make the old t.v. westerns different: one is that the bad guys always get their just desserts ... I like that. And two, there is no gore ... I really like that. Personally, I don't need to see blood and guts to understand that someone is dead on a t.v. show, what's the point? If a character gets shot, clutches his chest, drops to the ground, doesn't move and they throw a blanket over him, I get it. I don't have to see gruesome details - and happily for us, they never showed them on television westerns 'back in the day'.
 
Now let's get specific ...
 
One western we watched faithfully as a family, was Gunsmoke, with James Arness as Matt Dillon (it was the longest running western; beginning on radio with William Conrad as Marshall Dillon, then going onto the small screen). Marshall Dillon was honest, vigilant and fair. The outlaws either feared him or wanted to take him down (they never did). The earlier seasons featured Dennis Weaver as his side kick, Chester - and then there was Miss Kitty, the owner of the Longbranch Saloon and Doc Adams the local sawbones.
 
 
You may recognize one of the stars of the show Rawhide, if you look closely (I'll give you a hint, "Make my day"). The ongoing story of cattle herders in the west and the bad guys that wanted to steal their cows (that's BAD). The show had a great theme song, sung by Frankie Laine that became a popular song on the radio.
 
Rawhide
 
 
Then there was Wagon Train, starring Ward Bond. You may remember Mr. Bond from It's a Wonderful Life - he played the part of Bert (or was it Ernie, I always confuse them), the policeman friend of George Bailey. I was fascinated and intrigued by the stories of the hearty folks who left their lives in the east to gamble on beginning anew in the wild west. I know they were  fictitious characters but the hardships they endured were tough ... and not even as tough as the reality.
 
 
 
Before there was Dog the Bounty Hunter, there was Palladin the bounty hunter, played by Richard Boone. He had a business card that read, Have Gun Will Travel, which also happened to be the name of the show. I like the Dog, but Palladin had more panache and better hair. And he always made sure he got his bounty.
 
 
 
One of my favorite shows was Bonanza, on Sunday evenings. Terry and I used to gallop around the living room to the theme song. Who couldn't love Little Joe, played by Michael Landon (known to many as Pa Ingalls) ... such a cutie riding his pinto horse. Lorne Greene played Pa Cartwright, Pernell Roberts, Adam (my personal favorite), and big, jovial Hoss, played by Dan Blocker.
The Cartwright family (sans mothers who were all deceased. Poor Pa Cartwright was widowed three times, and each time had an infant son to care for ... tragic), were wealthy land owners outside Virginia City, and even though they were really good guys - always fair, upstanding and generous - the bad guys were out to get them (jealousy, I guess).
One thing Terry and I knew for sure about Bonanza, was that if one of the Cartwrights got serious about a girl/lady, the poor thing was fated to be carted off to some distant place, or die. It wasn't until Pernell Roberts decided to leave the show that Kathy Brown, his love interest, survived the 'Bonanza curse'. They got married after several episode and moved away, never to be seen again.
Hoss (Dan Blocker), Little Joe (Michael Landon), Pa Cartwright (Lorne Greene)
and Adam (Pernell Roberts).
 
 
If you've read this far, Thanks! We're moving on to the 'western-esque' television shows I mentioned earlier. What I mean by western-esque, is that everyone wore cowboy hats, rode horses and lived in the country, but they also had cars, phones and indoor plumbing. We'll begin with Sky King ... he flew a plane, yes really, and had a daughter named Penny. The airplane was his mode of transportation for getting the bad guy. It's kind of an odd premise, but I really liked watching Sky King on Saturday mornings.
If you look closely, you can see the plane behind the 'I' in King.
 
 
... and boys with their horses. My Friend Flicka, (whose theme melody I still remember), and Fury. My Friend Flicka was a t.v. adaptation of a 1940's movie starring Roddy McDowell  (why they had an English boy play the part of an American boy in the movie ... ). But I digress ... I like horses, so I liked both these shows, too. Maybe because I wanted a horse?
 
The main cast of Fury. The tall man with the hat is Peter Graves, the brother of James Arness, Matt Dillon of Gunsmoke. (I wonder if their last names were Arness or Graves?)
 
 
And last, but not least, Lassie! (also based on a movie starring Roddy McDowell, and a very young and beautiful, Elizabeth Taylor)
Lassie had three t.v. incarnations, but I'll only mention the first two (I didn't care for the third).
In the first, Lassie's owner was a boy named, Jeff Miller, played by Tommy Rettig. I liked Jeff and I liked the cast (his mother and grandpa), but at some point Lassie became the property of a boy named Timmy (I must've been too busy to watch that episode - you know, the things that keep kids from in front of the 'tube', like climbing trees, burying dead critters, picking plums, doing chores, and being told by their mothers to, "Go outside and play!" ... that kind of thing).
In the second incarnation, Jon Provost played Timmy Martin, and his mom was June Lockhart (of Lost in Space fame).
Then of course, there was Lassie, a rough collie. Lassie was a beautiful dog and had the most uncanny ability to communicate distress (usually Jeff/Timmy's) to the appropriate adult. Some of the situations were nail-biters, but Lassie always came through.
 
Tommy Rettig, as Jeff Miller, with Lassie.
 
 
My final word. Television sets and television shows have evolved, and not always for the better.The time of  t.v. innocence, when parents didn't have to monitor everything their children watched because there was no need to, has passed; there was nothing objectionable for them to be concerned about on television, then. It's a very different world today. Parents must be  uber-vigilant about what they allow their children to watch because there is so much garbage shown on both programming and commercials - garbage that kids just don't need to see. The innocence of youth is precious and fleeting, and should be guarded against the cynicism and assaults of many television shows.
Terry and I were fortunate; although our favorite shows were in black and white, we had no remote control, cable or high definition, and there were only three channels, we had Marshall Dillon, Palladin and the others to catch the bad guys, and Penny, Jeff and Timmy to share adventures with.
 
Until later,
Lynda

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Friday, October 12, 2012

Are You Calling Me a Brat?


When I was a kid the only person I remember calling me a brat on a regular basis was my big sister, Lynda.  Okay, I may have been a brat on occasion, but, hey, she set the example; I was just following her lead.  That's my story, anyway.
  
 (Above photo:  Lynda and Terry Wilkerson, Brats for Life.)                                                    

As an adult I realized I was a brat.  But it had a totally different meaning.  I was born and raised an Air Force brat (military child dependent).  Being part of a worldwide community of Americans who were raised in the military made me proud ... and still does.  It wasn't my choice, of course. My father's decision to enlist and make the Air Force a career, to dedicate himself to the protection of our country, to move us whenever Uncle Sam said it was time to go, that's where my pride is rooted. 

Roots.  We didn't have geographical roots.  Whenever someone asked me where I was from I would say, "Umm, all over ... I'm an Air Froce brat."  My parents both grew up in Indianapolis and knew each other their whole lives.  What was that like?

Mom always wanted to have adventures and see the world.  She was the ideal Air Force spouse.  Although her own mother died when Mom was ten-years old, she was determined to make a home for us that was stable and close-knit.  As it turned out, she was a compassionate, but strict leader, a stellar example to us and her grandchildren.  No matter how often we moved, our family was an entity, singular in the world. When we arrived at a new assignment, Mom felt we were home, again  It was safe being a brat, living on a military installation among our own. 

We attended DoD (Department of Defense)  schools and our classmates were brats, like us.  Honestly, we didn't know any different.  We said the Pledge of Allegiance with our hand over our hearts, sang My Country 'tis of Thee and sat down to learn.  When we went to the movies, which we did hundreds of times, we stood for the National Anthem.  At 5:00 pm when the 'Klaxon' sounded, if we happened to be in a car, driving around the base, Dad pulled the car to the curb, got out and saluted until the flag was lowered.  On Guam we had the Klaxon in our back yard.  Yes, it was loud, but we got used to it.  Everyday at noon and 5pm it shouted out to us.  We didn't need a watch.  Occasionally, the Klaxon sounded at unscheduled times and that meant Dad had to jump into his uniform and go to work because there was an alert. 

We and our friends said "yes sir" and "yes ma'am" because we were taught to be respectful.  Sometimes I cringe at the way I hear children speak to adults.  Was it just the way I was raised?  Surely respect isn't unique to military brats.

Does being a brat just mean being the offspring of a military member? I don't think so.  To me it means having roots, not in a place but in people, in a lifestyle, in a community made up of individuals who are so different from me, but with that common thread that can never be severed. 

No matter how old I get I will always be a "BRAT".

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