Thursday, January 2, 2014
Letters to the Editor
Thanks to all
I would like to thank the Mid-South fishermen who have supported the Pickwick Big Bass Classic and Mid- South Jr. Bass Club and have helped me make them the success that they are. Promoting these two communities has been a blessing to me, and the many friendships I’ve made in the last eight years are priceless. I am very proud of what all of you guys helped me build from the ground up.
As with most good things though, there is a beginning and an end. The time has come for me to end my role as a tournament promoter in the Mid-South on all levels. I’ve made this decision because my sons are nearing college age and I want to slow down and enjoy the last bit of time with them at home. They’ve grown up too fast. Over the last eight years I’ve been spending 24 weekends a year running the roads with either a set of scales, or a box of entry forms in my back seat, and it makes me feel like I’m missing too much — when there isn’t much time left.
I know this will disappoint many, but I believe this decision is the right one for the Morlok family. We had a lot of fun and I enjoyed getting to know you all.
Again — thanks goes to you guys for your loyalty to my events, and your support in our community. It’s been one heck of a ride. Wave if you see me on the river!
Y’all take care.
Just about a week preceding Thanksgiving which occurred on November 28 this year, the entire world recalled the assassination of President John Fitzgerald Kennedy.
It is a bit hard to believe and realize the dastardly act occurred 50 years ago.
I am aware that many of you know only what teachers and parents have imparted to you in various historically educational settings.
President Kennedy was the first president who my late wife (Cornelia) and I had voted for. We stayed up all night following the election, taking reports from radio and television. We did not sleep until we heard the final tally.
Both of us followed his career throughout his presidency and I can emphatically state that he was the only Commander-in-Chief who I really wanted to see.
In January of 1963, I was sent back to England, a 120-day deployment (TDY) from my home base at Holloman AFB in New Mexico.
I was an Air Force policeman on my second tour (four-year enlistment). Shortly after my return from Europe to Holloman in late May ’63, I was promoted to staff sergeant with a “sew on” date of June 1. I had been given my own law enforcement flight and was scheduled to take control in about two weeks.
After completing a day’s duty on June 2, I was clearing my weapons before entering headquarters when an airman from administration rushed up to me and said that the commander needed to see me in his office immediately.
Upon entering the commander’s office, he was standing talking to two impeccably dressed gentlemen in three-piece suits. Before I could speak, one approached me and introduced both as Cox and Youngblood, agents of the United States Secret Service.
After shaking hands, he stated that they wanted me to help them protect the President of the United States. The first thought I had was, “Are you kidding?” but somehow I knew you wouldn’t say that to an agent of the Secret Service.
They then told me that I would have to help them select a partner cop to assist me. There was only one name that immediately sprang to mind: A1C Elliott Higgins. We both knew a lot about crowd control, having worked many a televised football game in the United Kingdom.
Also, we were both cited for our parts in Operation Beaverbrook, a highly secret operation which had required optimum security and involved USAF and the Royal Air Force.
When I mentioned the name, the agents looked at each other as if they had heard it before. After they received my assurance that I trusted Higgins with my life, they told me that he and I would be temporarily attached to the Secret Service for the duration of their visit.
We had two-a-day briefings for the next several days, where we were told that our firearms policy (the use of deadly force) was not in force. We would use the policy of the Secret Service.
We would control the press and had to keep the corps an arm’s length from the Commander-in-Chief at all times.
They showed us film on the aggressive nature of the press and emphasized that our reaction to any perceived threat had to be immediate. We were issued special boutonnieres which identified us as agents authorized to use deadly force.
It is needless to say that this account could go on and on without surpassing the point of realism, but it has always stood out as the signature moment of a most rewarding 21-year career as an air policeman.
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