Stuart Asquith

  Sad to hear Stuart Asquith has passed on.  While I have never met Stuart I have many of his books and followed his magazines for many years.  His Practical Wargamer magazine was a great influence in my gaming life.  In a time were there was a push for ever more complex rules and terrain his was a voice for simpler rules and more fun.  I truly enjoyed his spirt of enjoyment with this hobby of ours.  He will be sadly missed.  Thank you for all you have done and shared with us.

Update:  I have removed the image that appeared.  I did not credit the site where I used the image from.  For this I apology.

Norbert Sissell RIP

I have not been updating my blog as of late. This is because I am still in shock, and morning. One does not usually feel this way for a boss. But Norbert was anything but a typical boss. He died suddenly and unexpectedly on Friday 15 January and his memorial service was on Friday 22 January. But struggled as I have it has taken me this long to write this. People sometimes say that they would take a bullet for some one, or they would go to hell and back for someone. Norbert was that type of person. Norbert's title was director of Airport Operations for JetBlue airlines at Logan Airport, Boston Massachusetts. He has had that job since 2013. He has overseen JetBlue grow from about 40 flights a day to now over 180 flights. They are now the number one airline at Logan in terms of flights daily. He has also seen their expansion to Worcester Massachusetts. But to us who worked for him he was much more. I am sure he was busy in the board room and behind the scenes. But each day he could be seen on the front lines checking up and making sure all was well. No matter who you were Norbert knew your name and something about you. And he spoke to everyone the same way. No matter who you were; lowly boots on the tarmac ground operations or vice president of operations. If something's bothering you he would invite you to his office to talk about it. And if you did not show up he would come to you to find out if you were ok. During holidays like Christmas or Thanksgiving he would make sure each employee on every shift got a home cooked meal. He would be there, either cooking or if catered passing out food. I heard someone ask him once when he got to eat. After all my workers have had their food he said. At busy airports planes come in early, or unexpectedly. And ground operations have to move it to bring them in. One time we had just come into the break room when we told to run out to gate 33 and bring a plane in. As we came out who do we see running to join us but Norbert. He was pulling on a safety vest and yelled out for someone to throw him a set of wands so he could wing walk. After that he stayed and helped us down load the bags. He later thanked all of us and said he knew personally what a pain it was to bring in a aircraft you were not ready for when you should be on break. Couple years later I had transferred from Logan to Worcester. Janine and I were flying out of Boston. Flying standby is always exciting as you wait to see if there are any empty seats for you. I introduced myself to the gate agent and said I was flying standby on this flight and wanted to let them know I was here. She did not look up from the computer and told me to sit down and she would call me when ready. At this moment I heard a booming voice calling out my name. I turned around and Norbert came up and gave be a bear hug. We all miss you since you left he said. Janine later told me the gate agents eyes bugged out. After Norbert left the gate agent came up to me and apologized and gave me my boarding passes. (Lesson learned, always treat everyone with respect when at the gate). At the memorial service the funeral home was pack with people who came to pay their respects. There was a line of people out the door and around the corner. We arrived at 4:00 and did not get inside until 6:30. When we left an hour later the line was still around the corner. Boston hired two large buses to bring crew members out who had just finished their shifts so they could say good bye. That was the kind of person Norbert was. I am lucky to have known him.

RIP Jim Hayden

It was with a great shock  that I leaned of the death of an old friend Jim Hayden.  I am not on Facebook, but Janine is which is where we learned of this.  It appears he died Friday 7 October.

  Jim and I worked together at Minute Man National Historical Park back in the 1990's. He ran the bookstore for Eastern National while I was a front line Ranger.  Both of us had been involved in reenactment groups and both of us had a life long love of the American Revolutionary war.

  During the time we worked together Jim made each day a treat.  He was a happy man who always saw the funny side of things.  No matter how bad a meeting went Jim would come out with a one liner that made us laugh and forget the bureaucratic madness.  He was always there to help me with crazy interpretive programs.  Heroes of the Battle Road candle light tour, Halloween story readings, living history weekends at Hartwell Tavern or school programs Jim could be counted on to roll up his sleeves and help out.  And to get others to volunteer!

    I introduced Jim to miniature war games.  While he never painted miniatures he made great terrain pieces.  Fields, roads, stone walls, fences and houses he made were little works of art.  Since we had both been in rev war reenactment units I made sure I painted both his regiment (1st New Hampshire) and my regiment (23rd RWF).  Jim would take delight in routing my regiment as I would his in return.  The moment of Jim's greatest triumph was when his cavalry, which he had carefully concealed charged and took out all my guns in one shot!  It was an embarrassment I never forgot nor one Jim failed to reminded me about;  always in a most humorous manner. We both laughted a lot about our games.

   Jim moved on to better jobs and we drifted apart. I looked forward to his and Karen's Christmas cards and occasionally their  marvelous Christmas party. When watching New England Patriots football games Janine and I would always look out for Karen and Jim who were members of the End Zone Militia.  This past January Janine and I were invited to his holiday party.  A great time was had.  When leaving Jim and I both said we have to get together more often.  I think sometimes you should not put things like that off.  I wishing I hadn't.