Dad being presented a certificate for outstanding achievement of duty as Equipment Specialist (Ordinance), by Major General Honeycutt of the Defense Atomic Support Agency (DASA) on Sandia Base, circa 1966.
I was able to bring the brass music box mechanism back to life by carefully removing the regulator whirly-gig and cleaning all the gunk from between the grooves of the brass gear teeth with a fine razor knife, aided by a magnifying loupe. My brothers told me the bomb squad had "defused" the device by dunking it in water, which probably didn't do the mechanism any good.
While visiting my brothers, they also brought out a number of envelopes of ephemara from Dad's WWII and civil service, which I'm now in the process of sorting through and documenting. My grandson Noah was very interested also, as I knew he would be.
Several weeks ago I presented this story of the Christmas ornament bomb-scare in video format, link below:
This has to be one of your best stories! Every family should be so lucky to have such a tale to tell.
ReplyDeleteGreat Christmas story to pass on to future generations.
ReplyDeleteNice fable about a bauble!
ReplyDeleteNice fable about a bauble!
ReplyDeleteHilarious! I can see this as an episode of The Honeymooners, or I Love Lucy!
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