I posted this privately awhile back, before the world became consumed with the intrigue of what had always been the most useless of my obsessions:
The post wasn’t secret, just detached and something I wanted to time right, I suppose. I haven’t even proofed it. Just scanned it. The fact that I didn’t publish it publicly makes me believe it was never proofread.
In some ways, you’re right, though. Dad loved acronyms. In this case, it was mom’s idea to make sure only she and I knew what it meant. (Other than Dad, of course.) Since they died a month apart, it’s just me.
The more obvious “SEE” – Special Event Entertainment – didn’t need to be a secret. There were reasons with TAMI that didn’t apply to SEE. Copyright reasons – and the bullshit story warp we now are able to read as people die off. It appears “last man living” just takes all the credit. But the clock is ticking on that one.
A really excellent talk on by Ethan S. Rafuse on McClellan and Lee, and the gentlemanly/outdated West Point notions they brought to the Civil War. (Which, by the way, didn’t hamper Robert E. Lee from fighting in the way it did McClellan.)
As a University of Missouri alumnus – where I was born – as well as serving as Park Ranger at the Harry S. Truman National Memorial Site, I like his nod to technology at the beginning of his talk. My father would most definitely approve.
“The Civil War –“
(“Looks like we got an issue with the Clicker, here.”)
“Either Duct tape it or slam it into something. One of those two will make it work.”
This sets up perfectly a lecture titled: “We always understood each other so well.”
And also makes me take a little curve into the virtuoso performance of James Whitmore in Samuel Gallo’s
“Give ‘Em Hell, Harry!”
which, of course, my Dad filmed just in time for the 1976 elections and then unveiled in “Whistle Stop Campaign” fashion. While not an exacting historical record, it gets wholly deserved recognition for bringing focus back onto Truman’s legacy.
“…’Well, Congressman, while I am most grateful of your concern for me and your possible influence with the Almighty, from what I know of the man, He’s got a helluva lot more important things to do –”
“And sign that, ‘God’s humble servant, Harry S. Truman.’ “
“You wanna cut ‘helluva lot?’
“Fine, Rose, cut it out —
“Doesn’t matter. If it makes it easier, cut it out.”
“Alright. Now the next one is going to Senator Bishop of Colorado —
not only would I not appoint John L. Lewis, Ambassador to the Soviet Union —
“Don’t you want to cut ‘old bastard,’ Rose?”
“Oh, you don’t?”
[end GEHH aside]