The Right Place at the Right Time Vintage Wings of Canada. By Dave OMalley. Over the past ten years of Vintage News stories, there has been much research to verify facts and find images that help tell the remarkable stories of Canadas aviators. Throughout that time, I have come across many spectacular images which, though beautiful, have no bearing on the story being researched. For many months, I simply viewed these images online and then moved on with my quest for illustrative photos. Eventually, I started dragging these images into a new file folder and I called it Random Beauty. Into that folder, regardless of whether they were related to our stories or not, I dumped these powerful or revealing images, not quite knowing what I was going to do with them. Eventually, their numbers reached a critical mass and Vintage Wings ran a storyor rather a gallery of fifty or so of the best imagesjust for the sake of the image. I took the name of the folder on my hard drive where they were storedRandom Beautyand that became the title of the article and indeed a repeating feature of Vintage News. The images range from the dramatically sublime to the poignantly voyeuristic, to the almost artistic to the just plain quirky and even ones that simply offer me a chance to tell a unique and tiny vignette from the massively complex six year span that was the Second World War. Critical mass was achieved earlier this year for the fourth time, and I knew that these photos should be shared even though they do not necessarily jive with our goal to promote Canadian aviation history. If for no other reason than that they paint a dramatic landscape of the beauty, the violence and the determination of military aviation, we present them here. All photos in this group are from the Second World War since they were found during photo searches for that period. As well, since this past year I did a lot of research into naval aviation preparing for several stories still to come, I ran across many great naval air shotsmany of which are to follow. Serial Stories Lady Swings BabyIn his sixth year as a pro ballplayer, Nicky Delmonico made his majorleague debut with the Chicago White Sox tonight, striking out before a sparse crowd. Seeger Weiss Asks for 70M in Fees as CoLead NFL Concussion Class Counsel By Max Mitchell October 11, 2017. Chris Seeger, one of the lawyers leading class counsel. Serial Stories Lady Swings' title='Serial Stories Lady Swings' />The Kristen Archives are a free erotic story resource for consenting adults. Please come back often. If you find a broken link, please help us by reporting it. By Dave OMalley. Over the past ten years of Vintage News stories, there has been much research to verify facts and find images that help tell the remarkable. Scthach Lady Gaga appears in the reenactment thread of Roanoke as the Witch of the Woods, who is worshipped by the evil Lost Colony matriarch, the Butcher a. A few are not for the faint of heart and capture a moment of extreme stress and even death. So a word of caution before you scroll down. Throughout this past year, I have spent an unusual amount of time photo searching through the outstanding Photo Collection of the Imperial War Museum in Great Britain. This extraordinary site is a wonderful place to while away an afternoontime well wasted as they say. In addition, some of my go to websites for historical information are greatly represented, including such admirable sites as the photo rich and through Nav. Source. org. In addition, I have included a number of extraordinary photographs from the personal collection of aviation and editorial photographer Richard Mallory Allnutt, a passionate lover of history and culture, in particular the history of Royal Navy Fleet Air Arm operations during the Second World War. Richard scours the internet auction houses, looking for photographs, albums, record books, vintage publications and objets that he can acquire that help tell the story of these largely forgotten warriors. Often a seller, who has lost the emotional connection with a veterans story in his or her family, will break apart the photographs in a personal album, selling them individually for greater profit. Richard will try to purchase all the photos to keep them together where they tell a more powerful personal story and will help researchers in the future piece together the collective experience of the Fleet Air Arm in the Second World War. These photographs became the nuclei of 8. Second World War. Apart, they are each a vignette of that time, but together they let us peek voyeuristically through the lens of recorded history at the powerful visual drama of the time. They are but a drop in the sea of courage and sufferingnot the whole story by any means, but small parts that deserve a read and a look. They make us smile, grimace, scratch our heads, and give us pause to reflect on the effort, the memories and the waste. Lets, as I always say, let the photos do the talking. Heres my deepest gratitude to everyone caught on camera. Caption for introductory image above Not since some of the flying shots in Catch 2. I seen such a revealing image of the tight confines of one of Americas medium bombers. Here one of my favourite aircraft of the era, a Martin B 2. Marauder, closes in tight to the photographer, while members of the crew get a real close look and I mean real close Given the quality of the lenses back in the 1. The mid upper gunner cranes his neck between the pilots who look like twin brothers, while the bombardier in the nose blister hauls nonchalantly on a fag. Its a surprisingly intimate photo of men at work in a flying world where we almost always see only the aircraft. This Marauder is specifically a Martin B 2. B 2. 0 MA Marauder 4. Fightin Cock Squadron Code ER X of the 4. Bomb Squadron of the 3. Bomb Group of the 9th Air Force. Fightin Cock was written off after crash landing on August 1. RAF Great Dunmow. It had received flak damage while over France and had its electrical system, generators and hydraulic systems shot out. The crew nursed Fightin Cock back to the base in Essex County, UK and got the gear cranked down after the pilot ordered the unessential crew to bail out. While trying to land, the plane skidded off the runway and into the control tower, killing both pilots. It is not known whether these two men 2nd Lt. John R. Walker and 2nd Lt. Bruce Taylorare the men we see in this photograph. Image via Wikipedia. In July of 1. 94. North Atlantic Ocean. Here, a Fleet Air Arm Grumman Wildcat pilot reads a book and sits alert duty under the shade of an umbrella on the flight deck of the Royal Navy escort carrier HMS Fencer. Bmw Navigation Firmware Update V32 Download Music. The date is 3. 0 July and at the time, Fencer was providing anti submarine air cover for Convoy SL1. MKS5. 5. Thanks to such escort, the slow moving convoy of 3. Liverpool three days later. Photo from the Collection of Richard Mallory Allnutt. One of my favourite aircraft carrier photographs of all time, taken from an escort destroyer, shows a range of operations going on aboard USS Yorktown CV 1. On the upper flight deck, a Grumman Hellcat of Navy Fighting Squadron VF 1 is about to launch, while below on the open hangar deck, off duty crew relax in the shade and watch the escort vessel. The hangar deck catapult can be seen bisecting the hangar deck at mid photo. At the bottom of the photo, the sea is churning with the combined wakes of Yorktown known as The Fighting Lady and her escort. In the distance stands the coastline of an unknown island of the Pacific or possibly the Caribbean where she carried out her shakedown cruise. I like this image for the contrast it demonstratesup top, the pilot of the Hellcat is no doubt anxious and excitedwith an elevated heart ratewhile below, officers likely pilots relax in the shade and take a break from operations. Photo US Navy National Museum of Naval Aviation. A Supermarine Walrus flying boat is launched from one of the aft catapults of HMS Pegasus, a seaplane training and convoy defence vessel of the Royal Navy during the Second World War. The unique angle of the photo, taken from below on the aft deck, speaks of the speed of the launch which sent the Walrus from zero to 7. Pegasus was the worlds first purpose built aircraft carrier actually a seaplane tender, and was launched as HMS Ark Royal in the First World War, but renamed Pegasus in 1. Ark Royal was first laid down. At the time of this photo, September 1. Pegasus was a catapult training ship, training pilots for CAM ships Catapult Aircraft Merchantman and for Walrus rescue duty. She was operating near Lamlash, Scotland. Photo Imperial War Museum, IWM A 1. Flying from aircraft carriers is a very dangerous business at the best of times, with any number of ways to dieall of them visually spectacular on camera. Men. Web Battered Men Mens Stories. I have been verbally and psychologically battered and abused, Ive been threatened with bodily harm, Ive been threatened to be shot right between the eyes, Ive been kicked in the groin, Ive had to watch while my ex sexually molested my daughter and not dare interfere for fear of retaliation. Then 1 day, while my ex was grabbing and hurting my daughter, I reached out and grabbed her, telling her to stop. Well, there ended up being a red mark on her neck. She called 9. 11 so fast and had me arrested, my head was literally spinning with disbelief. When trying to tell the officer that I was provoked and that she was hurting my daughter and that I was protecting my daughter, he told me that I had better keep quiet, Id charge you with a felony if I could, he said. We met at a singles get together in July, 1. She seemed very friendly and outgoing and liked a variety of activities. We began dating, and in a few months we were getting pretty serious. In December, 1. 99. In March, 1. 99. 6, when we went to get our Marriage License, she informed me that she wasnt officially divorced, and had to file those papers first, then we could apply for the Marriage License. She never mentioned to me that she wasnt divorced or free to marry. I was a bit shocked. We went ahead with the wedding in April, 1. Right before the wedding started,her friend Susan whispers in my ear that she would kill me if I did anything to her. I thought the comment was a bit inappropriate, but I smiled at the cameras as I walked down the aisle. Just a few weeks after the wedding is when the big change seemed to appear. I had 1. 0 acres of land that I lived on for 6 years. I was in the process of building a house on it when I met her. And it so happened that I had completed it just in time for us to move into a brand new house. Two months into the marriage, she becomes pregnant. What should have been an extremely joyous celebration for us, was tainted by the fact that she chose to take the EPT early pregnancy test at work with her boss and friends instead of with me, and only when I noticed an used EPT, that she told me that the test was positive. At first, she adored the house and the country setting. But soon, she began complaining of the design. I sure wouldnt have done it this way. She started complaining of the 5. She started bad mouthing the neighbors. Then she started bad mouthing the land, then the local church, its members, the music, the smell of the church. Then it was me. After she insulted and degraded everything that I built, my friends, the church. I guess it was my turn. I was stunned at first, just trying to understand what could be going through this womans mind. She no longer would do any housework. I would get up at 5am just to do laundry, clean the floors, clean the toilets, sweep the porch, feed the cats, and get breakfast ready for us. I wouldnt go to bed until 1. Soon I decided to hire a housekeeper once a week to help out. Now Im lazy, because I wont do the housework. In October, 1. 99. I sell the house and move to her hometown 6. All during these months, I was keeping my mouth shut, trying to be the good and understanding husband. She now reveals to me that she works out with police officers, practices regularly at shooting guns. She tells me that she will have me killed or better yet she will shoot me between the eyes herself because she is a sharpshooter. She says that she doesnt believe in wounding a person. I have no response to this except to say that I dont believe in guns or violence, but I would just try to defend myself the best I can. She says that she would hunt me down wherever I was and take care of me. You may be asking me why did I stay in this relationship of threats. Well, my answer is that I believed in the bonds of matrimony, and since she was pregnant, I would tolerate this as long as possible. Yes, I probably was a bit naive. I was trying to keep loving this woman. Yes, I was depressed at this time and sought counselling. The conselor was understanding, and said, try to keep your chin up, it wont last forever. So I stayed in the relationship, constantly being bombarded with insults like, youre worthless, youre a quitter, youre a loser, youre stupid, so fucking stupid. What was I supposed to do I had already been through a divorce, I didnt want another one. I to do I know how men are looked at by society. Men dont dare accuse a woman of threats or violence, or theyll be ostracized by the world. Well, I sold the house. The very next week, she secretly, while I was asleep, takes the child in the middle of the night and moves 6. The attorney and judge give her everything she wants, and I dont even get to see my daughter. Nearly every single visitation, I was insulted and degraded in front of my daughter. On the day mentioned above, I go to pick up my daughter. The ex yanks her out of my arms, twisting her legs and making her cry. She then kicks me in the groin. I grab hold of my daughter with one arm, and grab my ex with my other hand on her neck. I tell her to stop hurting the child. She kicks me again in the groin, I fall to the ground, my daughter falls, too, and my ex falls on top of me. She kicks me again. Being stupid as Ive been told, I get up, help her up to the sofa, pick up my daughter to see if she is okshe is, thank God. I tell her that I should just go. I tell my story, she tells hers. I get the handcuffs and a ride to jail for 4. Now I cant see my daughter at all. The police dont believe me, the judge doesnt, and I can see in the faces of others that all this is questionned also. I would like to stay anonomous if possible. This is a terrible injustice. I have 2 police reports of Communication og Threats, I have a Sprint Carolina Telephone File on 7 harassing telephone calls. I approached the magistrate with this. This woman magistrate told me that there was nothing to do because I waited too long. A days later, I approached another magistrate, a man. He sent me to a shelter for the abused for a Restraining Order and possible criminal charges. The lady at the shelter said that she appreciated all the work it took me to gather all this information, but there was nothing that she could do because between the police reports and the telephone file, it was several months. But she did say that she would keep my name on file for the future. So now what do i do Tell my story in hopes that others may see that this really does happen to men. Im almost at the point of going public, even at the risk of being humiliated by many. So I ask again. I do Thanks for your website. Im sharing my story below. Ive had an extraordinary year 2. I could only see them under supervised visitation for 2 more months. After locking me out, she got a temporary restraining order by saying I was said I was planning to sexually abuse the kids. During this abusive time, I became very disoriented, and she took something I said and twisted it around. I finally got a good lawyer, she backed down, and we have settled on 5. Now she says she wants to get back together, and told me our situation was so crazy that the normal rules shouldnt apply to us. I can see that as classic abuser language now. Looking back I realize she was controlling throughout the relationship, as early in the relationship she threw a block of cheese and a cheese grater at me which hit my ankle. Although I was never seriously hurt, it set a unwritten rule that she would go there, and kept me in a submissive position. Her ultimate abuse was hurting the children when she kept them from seeing me as I am a very hands on dad, and they were very sad when I was not seeing them. It was amazing how much influence she had over our friends and the court commissioners just by acting scared and claiming fear without ever having to have proof just hearsay.