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Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
REMEMBER PEARL HARBOR, REMEMBER RAY CHAVEZ
http://www.sandiegouniontribune.com/visuals/video/88206549-132.html
Usually the action at Ray Chavez’s gymnasium is all business. But on Tuesday, there were cookies, balloons and a birthday song at the conclusion of his half-hour workout.
This week, America’s oldest surviving Pearl Harbor veteran turns 104, and Tuesday’s gym visit was a mere warmup for the Poway man’s big day on Thursday.
Today, there are fewer than 2,000 American survivors of the Japanese attack on the Pearl Harbor base in Hawaii on Dec. 7, 1941. More than 2,400 Americans were killed during the early-morning blitz, which thrust the U.S. into World War II.
Last December, just seven veterans — including Chavez — were healthy enough to attend the 74th annual services aboard the USS Arizona Memorial in Pearl Harbor. The next eldest was Colorado resident James Downing, now 102. Until last summer, various sources credited Downing as the oldest Pearl Harbor vet. But when he read a story online about Chavez, he happily surrendered the title and flew to San Diego to meet Chavez in July.
Both men hope to attend the 75th annual services next winter, where veterans groups are hoping to attract as many as 200 survivors on what will surely be, for most, their last opportunity to visit.
Chavez said he loves traveling back to Hawaii to see his old friends and to honor those who died, but he didn’t always feel that way. For more than four decades, he couldn’t face going back to relive the memories of that fateful day. But when the 50th anniversary arrived in 1991, he decided it was finally time to return.
“The first time I went back, I cried,” he said. “It made me feel a little sad because I remember we were in the harbor pulling up all the dead bodies from the oil and taking the men who were alive to the hospital. It was a terrible memory.”
These days, Chavez is a San Diego County celebrity. At least once or twice a month he’s invited to attend veterans events, do interviews with high school students, speak to community groups or serve as grand marshal in a parade. Last August, he was invited by the San Diego Padres to throw out the first pitch on Armed Forces Day.
To prepare for his big baseball toss, Chavez practiced tossing balls for six weeks with his fitness trainer Sean Thompson at Personally Fit Gym in Rancho Bernardo. He’s been coming to the gym twice a week for the past three years and his daughter and caretaker, Kathleen Chavez, credits the gym with her father’s longevity.
Chavez agrees that the gym has made him much stronger and improved his balance and coordination. But he also credits a healthy lifestyle: No alcohol, no smoking, very little red meat, daily walking and good sleeping habits.
Chavez was born in San Bernardino in 1911 and grew up in San Diego, where his large family ran a wholesale flower business. In his early 20s, he married and had a daughter. Then, at 27, he joined the Navy and was assigned to the minesweeper USS Condor at Pearl Harbor.
At 3:45 a.m. Dec. 7, 1941, Seaman 1st Class Chavez’s crew was sweeping the east entrance to the harbor when they spotted the periscope of a Japanese midget submarine. After depth charges were dropped to sink the sub in 1,500 feet of water, the rest of the morning passed uneventfully. He was asleep at home in nearby Ewa Beach when the Japanese bombing raid began at 8:10 a.m.
“My wife ran in and said, ‘We’re being attacked’ and I said, ‘Who’s going to attack us? Nobody.’ She said that the whole harbor was on fire and when I got outside I saw that everything was black from all the burning oil.”
Chavez said he threw on his work clothes and was running the quarter-mile back to the base when a friend in a passing car picked him up and sped them both to the harbor. He spent the next nine days on continuous duty and didn’t know for 10 days whether his wife and daughter had survived the attack.
Over the next four years he rose to the rank of chief, serving on transport ships that delivered tanks and Marines to shore in eight Pacific battles. Although he wasn’t injured during the war, he retired from the Navy in 1945 with psychological wounds from the terrible things he saw.
Kathleen Chavez said it took three months after her father retired from the Navy before his body stopped shaking from the stress of war. In the 1950s, he and his wife, Margaret, suffered another unimaginable blow when their daughter, son-in-law and 18-month-old granddaughter were killed in a car accident. To mend their broken hearts, the Chavezes adopted 5-year-old Kathleen from a San Diego orphanage in 1957.
Kathleen, who has lived with her father since Margaret died in the mid-1980s, said her father worked for 30 years as a groundskeeper at UCSD, then ran his own landscaping and groundskeeping business in the Poway area until he finally retired at age 96.
Kathleen is now his driver and constant companion. She takes him to his many public appearances and interviews, including an upcoming guest appearance at the Coronado Chamber of Commerce’s “Salute to the Military” ball on April 16. If he’s in good health, she will also be by his side when they fly, first class, to Hawaii in December for the 75th anniversary.
“It’s so expensive but it’s what we need to do,” she said. “I’m so proud of him and it’s important that he be there.”
Sunday, May 24, 2015
MEMORIAL DAY AND TODAYS MILITARY FAMILY
AND ON VERY SPECIAL DAYS, OUR MILITARY FIGHTING FORCES COME HOME.
AFTER 7 MONTHS IN AFGHANISTAN, SFC. AARON SCHADE COMES HOME FROM A DESERT TO THE NEWBORNS OF HIS FAMILY. HE RETURNS TO THE NORMALCY OF HIS CAR IN THE PARKING LOT AND PLAYING WITH THE FAMILY PETS.
HE MAY HAVE TO RETURN TO THE DESERT IN A SHORT WHILE. HIS FAMILY, HIS LIFE AND HIS DEDICATION TO DUTY ARE ALL A BALANCE OF SACRIFICE.
MEMORIAL DAY IS NOT JUST FOR THE FALLEN. THANK YOU AARON AND YOUR FELLOW WARRIORS WHO KEEP THE EVIL FROM OUR SHORES. HE IS JUST ONE OF MANY...
Sunday, October 26, 2014
CORPORAL NATHAN CIRILLO, LAID TO REST
Cpl. Nathan Cirillo paid with his life to guard the Canadian National War Memorial. He was unarmed and unsuspecting when shot at close range by a vengeful lunatic who later stormed Parliament hill.
Cirillo’s life was honored in a dignified funeral procession taking six hours to go from Ottawa to Hamilton, his hometown on a highway known during such processions as Highway of Heroes. Onlookers lined the overpass and paid respectful notice to the passing motorcade taking Cirillo to his final resting place.
Meanwhile, Cirillo’s dogs were at home, fretfully awaiting his return.
Friday, October 24, 2014
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
AARON CARSON VAUGHN... A LETTER FROM HIS PARENTS
After finally choosing to view the barbaric, on-camera beheading by ISIS of freelance war correspondent James Foley, I have been left with a level of rage known only to those of us who have sacrificed unspeakable offerings on the altar of world peace.
My offering was my only son — Aaron Carson Vaughn. Aaron was a member of SEAL Team VI. He was killed in action when a CH47D Chinook, carrying thirty Americans and eight Afghans was shot down in the Tangi River Valley of Afghanistan on Aug. 6, 2011.
Many times over the past three years, I have been asked what drove my son to choose his particular career. What made him want to be a Navy SEAL? My answer is simple.
Aaron Vaughn was a man who possessed the courage to acknowledge evil. And evil, once truly acknowledged, demands response. Perhaps this is why so few are willing to look it in the eye. It is much simpler — much safer — to look the other way. That is, unless you are the leader of the Free World.
As Commander-in-Chief, your actions — or lack thereof — Mr. President, cost lives. As you bumble about in your golf cart, slapping on a happy face and fist-pounding your buddies, your cowardly lack of leadership has left a gaping hole — not only in America’s security — but the security of the entire globe. Your message has come across loud and clear, sir: You are not up to this job. You know it. We know it. The world knows it.
Please vacate the people’s house and allow a man or woman of courage and substance to seize the reigns of this out-of-control thug-fest and regain the balance we, America, have provided throughout our great history.
Thanks to your “leadership” from whatever multi-million dollar vacation you happen to be on at any given moment, the world is in chaos. What’s been gained, you’ve lost. What’s been lost, you’ve decimated. You’ve demolished our ability to hold the trust of allies. You’ve made a mockery of the title “President.” And you’ve betrayed the nation for which my son and over 1.3 million others have sacrificed their very lives.
But this should come as no surprise, since your wife uttered a vile statement on Feb. 18, 2008, during the primary campaign — one that speaks volumes of your true convictions. “For the first time in my adult life, I am really proud of my country,” she said.
I am sure my deceased son thanks you for that, Mrs. Obama. Oh, and you’re welcome.
Never in my lifetime have I witnessed such despair and such growing fear that the world’s last best hope, America, has finally been dismantled. Perhaps the better word is transformed — fundamentally transformed. Come to think of it, it’s become difficult — if not impossible — to believe things haven’t gone exactly as you planned, Mr. President.
Amazingly, in five short years, your administration has lurched from one disaster to another. You spearheaded the ambitious rush to end the wars in both Iraq and Afghanistan — with no plan on how to do so effectively. Also, the release of “the Taliban five” in exchange for one American — without consulting Congress — is also on your shoulders.
You have been at the helm during unprecedented national security leaks — including, but not limited to the outing of SEAL Team VI on the Bin Laden raid, the outing of the Pakistani doctor who provided the intelligence for that raid, the outing of Afghanistan’s CIA station chief, and the outing of your personal “kill list” to make you look tough. In addition, 75 percent of American deaths in Afghanistan and 83 percent of Americans-wounded-in-action have occurred on your watch, according to icasualties.org.
And now, we have this recent, heinous event: the beheading of an American citizen by a barbaric organization you foolishly referred to as “the JV team” in your statements to the New Yorker magazine in January. You, sir, are the JV team. It’s time for you to step down and allow a true leader to restore our honor and protect our sons and daughters.
America has always been exceptional. And she will be again. You, Mr. President, are a bump in our road.
Billy & Karen
Read more at http://eaglerising.com/8401/parents-fallen-seal-team-vi-member-write-open-letter-demanding-president-obamas-resignation/#b9SSTvEmxp5C85WX.99
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Thursday, May 29, 2014
A TRUE STORY, WILLIAM OVERSTREET JR.
Remember the fighter pilot who flew through the Eiffel Tower... He's Gone... In the spring of 1944 Bill and his P-51C, the 'Berlin Express' were near Paris when the scene that is immortalized in the artwork by Len Krenzler of Action Art that leads this article took place. Bill had followed this Bf109 from the bombers he was escorting when most of the German fighters left. The two planes had been in a running dogfight. The German pilot flew over Paris hoping that the heavy German anti-aircraft artillery would solve his problem and eliminate Overstreet and the 'Berlin Express', though Bill managed to get some hits in at about 1500 feet. The German's engine was hit, and Bill stayed on his tail braving the intense enemy flak. His desperation undoubtedly growing, the German pilot aimed his plane at the Eiffel Tower and in a surprising maneuver, flew beneath it. Undeterred, Bill followed right behind him, scoring several more hits in the process. The German plane crashed and Bill escaped the heavy flak around Paris by flying low and full throttle over the river until he had cleared the cities heavy anti-aircraft batteries.WWII fighter pilot who flew THROUGH the Eiffel Tower to take down a German plane dies in Virginia aged 92
William Overstreet Jr., a former captain in the U.S. Air Corps, passed away on Sunday at a hospital in Roanoke.He famously flew his plane beneath the Eiffel Tower in Nazi-occupied Paris in 1944, lifting the spirits of French troops on the groundIn 2009, he was presented France's Legion of HonorWilliam Overstreet Jr. died on Sunday at a hospital in Roanoke, Virginia, according to his obituary, but there was no indication of the cause of his death.Hero: World War II Aviator Bill Overstreet Jr., best known for flying beneath the Eiffel Tower in pursuit of a German plane, is pictured in his military days. He passed away in Virginia on Sunday, aged 92Before the ceremony, Overstreet had previously said that, if he lived long enough to receive the Legion of Honor, he would be accepting it in memory of his fallen brothers.In particular, he wanted to pay tribute to a friend, Eddy Simpson, who died fighting the Nazis on the ground so his comrades, including Overstreet, could escape.After the award was pinned to his lapel, Overstreet said: 'If I said, "Thank you," it wouldn’t be enough,' before adding: 'What more than "thank you" do you need?'He was born in Clifton Forge, Virginia in 1921 and after Pearl Harbor, he enlisted in the Air Corps as a fighter pilot. By February 1942, he was a private and sent to California for flight training; here, his instructors prepared him for the unexpected mid-flight by cutting the engine as he landed.Remembered: Overstreet was presented with France's Legion of Honour in 2009Aircraft: Overstreet is pictured by his P-51 'Berlin Express', the plane he flew beneath the Eiffel TowerProud: Overstreet is pictured in 1943 with his cherished 1938 Buick in California, where he trainedClose call: The wreckage of his Bell P-39 Airacobra which spun out of control mid-air as he completed combat training in 1943. He managed to force his way out of the craft and walked away unhurtLoss: Bill Overstreet is pictured at an event, Warbirds Over the Beach, in 2013.'He was always humble. Whenever the press interviewed him, he said, "I didn't do anything, we were a team".'
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Saturday, May 17, 2014
OBUMMER WAGES WAR ON THIS COUNTRIES FINEST... THEY SERVED
First they came for the Veterans’ benefits.
They said, “Because you no longer protect or serve, we’re cutting your pensions, your benefits, and closing your commissaries.”
The Veterans asked, “What about the promises you made?”
They were told, “Your country is running out of money.
The Veterans said, “If that is true, why do illegals receive welfare and food stamps?”
They were told. “That’s not your concern. Just trust us. We’ll do the right thing. Your government will take care of you.”
They lied.
Americans (who were not Veterans) didn’t stand up and speak out and so . . .
They said, “Take a number and wait.”
The Veterans asked, “What about the promises you made?”
They were told. “Your country is running out of money.
The Veterans said, “If that is true, why do VA administrators receive bonuses while we wait and die without receiving medical care?”
They were told, “That’s not your concern. Be patient. Fill out the forms. Just trust us. We’ll do the right thing. Your government will take care of you.”
They lied.
Americans (who were not Veterans in need of medical care) didn’t stand up and speak out and so . . .
They said to the Senior Citizens, “Because you no longer contribute to the greater good, you will not receive a cost of living increase.”
The Senior Citizens replied, “But, we worked, followed the rules, and placed our money into the Social Security Fund lockbox. You agreed to guard our contributions. Instead, you “borrowed” our money and never repaid it.”
They were told, “Your country is running out of money.”
The senior citizens asked, “If that is true, why do able-bodied adults, who chose not to work, receive increased entitlements?”
They said. “That’s not your concern. Just trust us. We’ll do the right thing. Your government will take care of you.”
They lied.
Americans (who were not Senior Citizens) didn’t stand up and speak out and so . . .
THEY CAME FOR everyone’s healthcare.
What were the promises made?
The promised broken?
When will we-the-people stand up and speak out against the massive dishonesty
being perpetrated against us by our own government?
Read more at http://joeforamerica.com/2014/05/first-came-veterans/#IOCTWOsvae1II3Ov.99
Monday, March 3, 2014
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Friday, January 17, 2014
HIROO ONODA SURRENDERS FOR THE FINAL TIME
WWII soldier who hid in jungle for 29 years dies at 91
In this March, 1974 photo, Hiroo Onoda, center, salutes after handing over his military sword on Lubang Island, Philippines, when he comes out of hiding in the jungle.
TOKYO -- Hiroo Onoda, the last Japanese imperial soldier to emerge from hiding in a jungle in the Philippines and surrender, 29 years after the end of World War II, has died. He was 91.
Onoda died Thursday at a Tokyo hospital after a brief stay there. Chief government spokesman Yoshihide Suga on Friday expressed his condolences, praising Onoda for his strong will to live and indomitable spirit.
"After World War II, Mr. Onoda lived in the jungle for many years and when he returned to Japan, I felt that finally, the war was finished. That's how I felt," Suga said.
Onoda was an intelligence officer who came out of hiding, erect but emaciated, in fatigues patched many times over, on Lubang island in the Philippines in March 1974, on his 52nd birthday. He surrendered only when his former commander flew there to reverse his 1945 orders to stay behind and spy on American troops.
After the initial sensation of his return home wore off, Onoda bought a ranch in Brazil. He later was head of a children's nature school in northern Japan.
"I don't consider those 30 years a waste of time," Onoda said in a 1995 interview with The Associated Press. "Without that experience, I wouldn't have my life today."
Still, he showed a great zeal for making up for years lost.
"I do everything twice as fast so I can make up for the 30 years," Onoda said. "I wish someone could eat and sleep for me so I can work 24 hours a day."
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
NAVAJO WARRIOR...
Pic of The Day…
God bless them.
Via Facebook:
Roy Hawthorne, Navajo Code Talker. USMC.He walked the 2 mile parade route. Two Navajo Marines are helping him with the last 1/2 mile.On the Pacific front during World War II, strange messages were picked up by American and Japanese forces on land and at sea. The messages were totally unintelligible to everyone except a small select group within the Marine Corps: the Navajo code talkers-a group of Navajos communicating in a code based on the Navajo language. This code, the first unbreakable one in U.S. history, was a key reason that the Allies were able to win in the Pacific.At Roy Hawthorne’s school, there was one sure way to get in trouble. Hawthorne lived on the Navajo reservation in New Mexico in the 1930s and attended a school run by the US government. Students at the school were strictly forbidden to speak their native Navajo language. If they spoke anything other than English, they would likely have their mouths washed out with soap. But Hawthorne never stopped speaking Navajo. At home and at play, he still used the language that had been passed down from one generation to the next. Years later, his knowledge of that language paid off for him and for his entire country. Hawthorne became a “code talker,” one of a group of about four hundred Navajos who served in the US Marine Corps during World War II. Their job was to send and receive secret coded messages.The coder talkers invented a code based on their native language that was never broken by the enemy. The same language that once got Navajo children like Roy Hawthorne in trouble saved thousands of lives during the war.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
AMERICAN FIGHTING MAN... SGT JAMIE DARRELL JARBOE
I Would Take That Bullet Again
On April 10, 2011 my phone rang with an unfamiliar number. Thinking it was my husband Jamie, I answered the phone quickly.
But the voice on the other end didn’t sound anything like my husband. The voice was cold and direct as he asked to speak with Melissa Jarboe. My body grew weak as the voice introduced himself as a soldier from 1st Infantry division, Fort Riley, Kan.
“Ma’am, I’m going to read this script verbatim. I do not have any answers to your questions. On the 10th day of April 2011 4th cavalry/ 4th regiment Able troop was on patrol in the Zhari District of Afghanistan when Able troop took enemy fire. SGT Jamie Darrell Jarboe was wounded by enemy fire as a casualty. My name is John Doe (name changed for privacy). Please write down this number for further information.”
Suddenly the idea of knowing this may happen to us or seeing it happen on television and in news reports became a reality.
Each day I sat next to husband who could not eat, drink, talk, or breathe on his own. He was paralyzed from the chest down. I was able to give him the empowerment through me, to become his voice and protector.
As the sun set one night, Jamie’s mother and father got ready to go back to the hotel. I stayed next to his bed in a cold metal chair for hours, rubbing Jamie’s head and massaging his hands until I fell asleep.
When the nurse came in and asked if I would like something more comfortable, I told her I didn’t want to be an inconvenience but anything would be an improvement. She brought in a recliner, but before I moved from Jamie’s bedside he opened his eyes and made a noise with his tongue to get my attention. He whispered, “Where are you going?”
I said, “I’m going to the left side of your bed to a recliner to get some sleep. Is that alright?”
He shook his head yes. I told him if he needed me, to make that noise again and I would wake up. As I stood up and stretched, Jamie made this chipmunk noise with his tongue and shook his head no.
I told him, “Babe, I’m tired. I need to take a quick nap so I can take care of you tomorrow.” He moved his lips and said, “I can’t see you when you are on the other side.”
As I lay next to Jamie once again on his hospital bed, I asked him if he wants to let me go. He shook his head yes. I started to cry once more at the thought of losing my Jamie, and he shook his head no.
I told him that I love him so much and he shook his head yes.
I asked him if he knew how much everyone is going to miss him and he shook his head yes.
I told him that I remembered everything he told me to do and I will promise to do it, he shook his head yes.
Then after I kissed his lips I said, ” I know you struggled more than humanly possible. I’m sorry for being so greedy and keeping you here because I don’t want to let you go.”
He shook his head “no,” and I gave him one last kiss.The private care nurse said she already made the call to the doctor and at 9:25 a.m., March 21, 2012 my husband took his last and final breath.
When people hear our story, I want them to hear the true meaning of Sacrifice and Love. The day Jamie was shot he laid on the sand and remembered the promise he made to come home to the girls and I.
He fought through everything just to be able to see us once again he said. He gave up everything not only for his family but for his country –just as many other service members do daily.
Even on his death bed as he laid there he never once had a regret of volunteering to serve his country, he told me, ”I would take that bullet again, I would serve my country, because I believe in it and I love everything about America.”
In the end I look back and I realized even in the midst of chaos and our life falling apart, never once did we as a military family fall apart, we united and triumphed, learning, living and loving — every day that we could.
Melissa Jarboe is a Gold Star Wife currently living with her daughters in Topeka Kansas. Connect with the Jamie Jarboe Foundation here and on Facebook.
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
THEY TOOK A STAND... AND DIED
Home › 2nd Amendment › Seventy-two killed resisting gun confiscation in Boston!
Seventy-two killed resisting gun confiscation in Boston!
Posted on July 5, 2013 by visiontoamerica — No Comments ↓
National Guard units seeking to confiscate a cache of recently banned assault weapons were ambushed by elements of a Para-military extremist faction. Military and law enforcement sources estimate that 72 were killed and more than 200 injured before government forces were compelled to withdraw.
Speaking after the clash, Massachusetts Governor Thomas Gage declared that the extremist faction, which was made up of local citizens, has links to the radical right-wing tax protest movement.
Gage blamed the extremists for recent incidents of vandalism directed against internal revenue offices. The governor, who described the group’s organizers as “criminals,” issued an executive order authorizing the summary arrest of any individual who has interfered with the government’s efforts to secure law and order.
The military raid on the extremist arsenal followed wide-spread refusal by the local citizenry to turn over recently outlawed assault weapons.
Gage issued a ban on military-style assault weapons and ammunition earlier in the week. This decision followed a meeting in early this month between government and military leaders at which the governor authorized the forcible confiscation of illegal arms.
Home › 2nd Amendment › Seventy-two killed resisting gun confiscation in Boston!
Seventy-two killed resisting gun confiscation in Boston!
Posted on July 5, 2013 by visiontoamerica — No Comments ↓
National Guard units seeking to confiscate a cache of recently banned assault weapons were ambushed by elements of a Para-military extremist faction. Military and law enforcement sources estimate that 72 were killed and more than 200 injured before government forces were compelled to withdraw.
Speaking after the clash, Massachusetts Governor Thomas Gage declared that the extremist faction, which was made up of local citizens, has links to the radical right-wing tax protest movement.
Gage blamed the extremists for recent incidents of vandalism directed against internal revenue offices. The governor, who described the group’s organizers as “criminals,” issued an executive order authorizing the summary arrest of any individual who has interfered with the government’s efforts to secure law and order.
The military raid on the extremist arsenal followed wide-spread refusal by the local citizenry to turn over recently outlawed assault weapons.
Gage issued a ban on military-style assault weapons and ammunition earlier in the week. This decision followed a meeting in early this month between government and military leaders at which the governor authorized the forcible confiscation of illegal arms.
One government official, speaking on condition of anonymity, pointed out that “none of these people would have been killed had the extremists obeyed the law and turned over their weapons voluntarily.”
Government troops initially succeeded in confiscating a large supply of outlawed weapons and ammunition. However, troops attempting to seize arms and ammunition in Lexington met with resistance from heavily-armed extremists who had been tipped off regarding the government’s plans.
During a tense standoff in the Lexington town park, National Guard Colonel Francis Smith, commander of the government operation, ordered the armed group to surrender and return to their homes. The impasse was broken by a single shot, which was reportedly fired by one of the right-wing extremists.
Eight civilians were killed in the ensuing exchange.
Ironically, the local citizenry blamed government forces rather than the extremists for the civilian deaths. Before order could be restored, armed citizens from surrounding areas had descended upon the guard units. Colonel Smith, finding his forces over matched by the armed mob, ordered a retreat.
Governor Gage has called upon citizens to support the state/national joint task force in its effort to restore law and order. The governor also demanded the surrender of those responsible for planning and leading the attack against the government troops.
Samuel Adams, Paul Revere, and John Hancock, who have been identified as “ringleaders” of the extremist faction, remain at large.
And this fellow Americans, is how the American Revolution began, April 20, 1775.
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