Fred Simonds part 4 Oregon

April 7, 2024

Using the GI Bill’s education benefits he had earned by serving in the Navy, Fred enrolled in a nuclear engineering program at Oregon State University. His medical conditions and the treatments for them made attending college difficult. The medications prescribed for him may have included opioids because Fred sometimes found himself to be “out of whack” and unable to concentrate. A bright spot was discovering a sign from someone looking for a person owning a 1962 man’s suit. Fred had one and responded. He was hired to play “grim, balding professor” in the movie Animal House. He was paid $35 for the day of work and was fed well. He recalled the actors who played Neidermeyer and Dean Wormer as being jerks.

Getting a passing grade on a test, when his mind was disheveled by the medications he was prescribed, disillusioned him about the nuclear engineering program. He feared that incompetent people might be given degrees and could create another Three Mile Island disaster. These feelings caused him to drop out of the program.

Later, Fred enrolled in the architecture program at the University of Oregon, graduating with a B.S. degree. Sadly, his physical condition prevented him from putting his education to full use as he was frequently having medical episodes requiring treatment in hospitals. He was able to make the wooden parts for the mobiles his wife Nancy made and sold.

When he was in his 60s and about to lose their house, a VA nurse stepped in to help. All Fred wanted was assistance from the VA in paying for the expensive medications he had to take to stay alive. After reviewing his case, the moder-day Florence Nightingale filed the necessary paperwork to get Fred a 100% disability caused by his Navy service. The money from this allowed Fred and Nancy to live in modest comfort.

Fred is now gone, too early as the result of what happened to him in the Navy.

Fred Simonds part 3 In The Navy

April 2, 2024

Not seeing a clear career path for himself at McDonnell Aircraft and with the Peacetime Draft a reality for young men of that generation hanging over him, Fred enlisted in Admiral Rickover’s nuclear navy. He signed up for the six-year commitment because of the extensive education nuclear propulsion he was promised. It being winter, he chose to take his basic training at SanDiego rather than at Great Lakes north of Chicago. He was sent to schools in different parts of the country but was eventually assigned to duty on a nuclear submarine. Underwater vehicles weren’t design for Fred. He was tall where the door openings in the sub’s bulkheads were short. To keep from bumping his head constantly, Fred hunched over, earning the nickname of Cougar. On one cruise he contracted scurvy because the supply officer in charge of ordering food grossly underestimated the crew’s.

I don’t know the details of the rest of Fred’s health problems that began while he was in the Navy. It’s my understanding that the seriousness of his afflictions were the result of the medical care he received from Navy doctors. His health was so seriously damaged that he was never completely healthy again.

Fred was shifted from submarines to surface ships before he had served long enough on submarines to qualify for wearing the twin dolphins insignia. The USS Truxtun was his last assignment. On a leave between cruises, he went home with a shipmate, where he met the shipmate’s sister Nancy.  Shortly before his discharge, in May 1970, he married Nancy.

After his discharge, he brought his bride back to his hometown, Bethalto, Illinois. Soon, they had  their son, Scott. All that McDonnell Aircraft offered Fred was janitorial work. He needed more than that and left for Nancy’s home state of Oregon.

Life in Oregon next time.

Fred part 2: Cars

March 30, 2024

I’ve decided to put off telling the story of Fred Simond’s movie career until I reach that point in his life and pick up with his high school days. Fred’s dad was a highly skilled mechanic and bought a 1957 Pontiac as a project for him to teach Fred auto mechanics. The oil in the car had turned to sludge due to a lack of maintenance by the previous owner. It made a perfect project car because it was cheap and needed a ton of work. But things didn’t work out that way. Fred’s dad didn’t teach Fred how to do anything. He did it all himself and gave Fred little chance for involvement. Repainted a dark red, the Pontiac was a good car for a young driver.

After high school, Fred got a job at McDonnell Aircraft. After working there long enough to save up some money, he bought a brand new yellow 1964 Chevelle Super Sport convertible with a black interior. A very cool ride (to use a term not in use at the time). It was a very sharp car powered by a 283 cubic Chevy engine with the Power Pack option and four on the floor. He may have done this to get at his father. Fred’s dad was a Ford man through and through. One of the reasons he had selected the Pontiac for the project car was that it gave him opportunities to show Fred the shortcomings of General Motors cars. I’m not aware of his father objecting to the Chevelle; his head may have been about ready to explode but might not have wanted Fred to see that he had gotten his father’s goat.

Motorheads considered Fred owning this car a complete waste. Fred was a very responsible driver, even as a teenager when many other boys were hot rodding whatever they could get their hands on. With 220 horses at his command, Fred drove like a middle aged family man, eschewing squealing his tires at red lights and stop lights and not drag racing like was common at the time (see American Graffiti).

Next time: Fred’s life shifts in a major direction.

Frederick S. Simonds (1944-2024)

March 27, 2024

I got terrible news yesterday evening: Fred Simonds, a friend from high school and scouts, died on Monday. Fred was two grades ahead of me in school but had started earlier than other kids his age. So, even though he was tall and looked much older than his classmates, he was actually younger. One particular Boy Scout trip comes to mind.

Explorer Scouts then, we were in Southern Indiana in the fall that weekend to hike the Indiana Lincoln Trail. On Saturday night after hiking 20 miles, we camped out in Indiana State Park trying to get some needed rest. Some other young people—definitely not scouts—had acquired some beer and were partying on the other side of a hedge from our tents. Fred slept alone in a pup tent. I don’t recall what kind of tent I was in or if I shared it with another boy. The partiers made some noise but we could sleep through that. However, they got rowdier as they got drunker. Upon spying our tents, one miscreant bellowed, “What lives in pup tents?” Within seconds he picked up a large trash can and threw it on Fred’s tent, answering himself, “Puppy dogs.”

Fred’s tent was knocked down and he staggered out of the heap. Upon seeing him—he was at least 6’3” tall—the drunks scattered. Fred had a painful knot on his head but no permanent damage.

On the lighter side, Fred loved visiting my home because we had so many kids—nine when he was in high school—and he had no siblings. The youngest girl and the youngest at-that-time boy would each sit on one of Fred’s feet and wrap their arms and legs around the leg attached to the foot each was sitting on. Fred would then walk around the house as if he were some sort of giant ogre. He and the kids enjoyed it.

Fred’s movie career next time.

Hunka Tin

March 14, 2024

A scene in the 1927 Motion Picture Academy Best Picture Winner Wings brought something to mind that James McGrath Morris wrote in or about (I forget which) The Ambulance Drivers, a book about how writers Ernest Hemingway and John Dos Passos became friends while driving ambulances in WWI. What caught my eye several years ago was Morris’s assertion that ambulance drivers had to be from economically advantaged families because poor people wouldn’t know how to drive. That conflicted with what my father had said about growing up poor on a farm at that time.

Dad was too young to go to war but he recalled having some sort of car or truck on the farm even though they didn’t own any land. Used Model T Fords, which were released almost a decade before America’s entrance into WWI, were always on the market at heavily depreciated prices. I remember taking Dad and his older brother to an auction in 1976. The deceased farmer had been a tinkerer who attached Model T drive trains to horse-drawn implements to create useful machines before they were available from major manufacturers. Also at the sale were some complete Model Ts that hadn’t been adapted for other use. My uncle said, “I can remember when that car could be bought for ten dollars.” Dad piped in, “If it ran.”

The point to this is that even poor people had access to automobiles before WWI, although they weren’t Duesenbergs or Packards. Generally, they were Fords because the Model T was the least expensive automobile and it accounted for half of the automobile market at the time.

Clara Bow’s character saw an advertisement for volunteers, with the stipulation that they must be able to drive Fords. To the unfamiliar, that might sound odd. The reasons for it were that Ford built 5,745 ambulances for the Allied Powers and 107 for the Red Cross during WWI. These vehicles used the same Model T drivetrain that was used in passenger cars so many people owned. Other companies also supplied ambulances but Fords were the most common. But why did she need experience driving Fords?

Model T Fords drive like no other automobile. They have no accelerator pedal. Instead they have a throttle level attached to the steering column. Ts employ the handbrake as part of the gear shifting mechanism along with the three pedals on the floor. And they have no clutch pedal. Considerable practice is required to master driving a Model T. The Red Cross probably didn’t have the time for volunteers to learn how to drive the ambulances and couldn’t afford the damage that was sure to result while they were learning.

George Woodruff

March 8, 2024

Even those who have read Gridiron Gypsies: How the Carlisle Indians Shaped Modern Football may wonder why I’m writing about George Woodruff because I’ve already taken Sally Jenkins to task for her deceitful treatment of him. The reason I’m writing about him now is because a person who is writing Woodruff’s biography contacted me about information concerning his hiring by Carlisle in 1905. This request caught me cold because I hadn’t given it much thought. Woodruff, a future hall-of-fame coach, was available and Carlisle management thought they could use him because Pop Warner had returned to Cornell.

George Washington Woodruff had elevated Penn to make it the fourth member of The Big Four alongside Harvard, Yale, and Princeton but undergrads were dissatisfied with recent results. Although he won three national championships while going 124-15-2 over his 10-year career at Penn (1892-1901), the 5-loss 1901 season was unacceptable, causing him to be let go. He led Illinois to a pitiful 8-6 1903 season (only one win was against a college team – Purdue).

Having political connections to President Roosevelt and Gifford Pinchot, he took a government position in Washington, DC. There, he officiated the Bucknell-Georgetown game played on November 12, 1904. This suggests that he was still keeping his hand in the game.

On August 14, 1905 Penn announced that Woodruff was to be on its “advisory coaching board,” whatever that means, along with Carl Williams, George McFadden, and George Brooke. On September 2, 1905, datelined Carlisle, Pa, “The management of the Carlisle Indian School’s football eleven today announced that they had secured the services of George Woodruff…The Indian School authorities have had him for some time, but did not announce having secured him until his arrival today.” How long “for some time” is debatable because less than three weeks earlier, he was associated with Penn.

The details of exactly he came to be employed by Carlisle have yet to be uncovered. Any information regarding that would be most appreciated.

Woodruff went 7-2 at Carlisle in 1905 before leaving for Washington after the victory over West Point. Some credit him with the three wins and two losses in games that were played after he left but he was not involved with those games.

Facebook Insecurity – Part 4

March 4, 2024

Metastasizing

The day after posting the ID.me message, I received one from Meta for Business threatening to remove my account “due to serious case concerns.”  I found that odd since Facebook, the evil spawn of Meta, had canceled me back in October. They (it?) gave me 24 hours to appeal their decision and provided a bright blue button to click to initiate the appeal. Skeptical by now, I doubted the sincerity of the message. A quick scan of the message header solidified my opinion. Why would a Meta (or Facebook) employee send me an “official” message from a Hotmail account?

I haven’t heard anything more in the week that has passed. Perhaps this scam attempt has concluded.

Facebook Security – Part 3 – Don’t ID.me

February 24, 2024

Four days after receiving the previous message from what I’m not 100% sure is Facebook, the following message arrived at 2:58 a.m. I had never heard of ID.me prior to this and could not have responded by clicking on the link because it expired 15 minutes later, hours before I got out of bed. That was only the first thing that caused me to be skeptical about this particular message. The second thing was that it thanked me for requesting ID.me verification. The third thing was text in the message: “A one time auto ID.me.” I didn’t consider the message further because of the poor grammar that a major corporation would not have used. I can’t say with certainty this is the end of the story or not because I can’t predict what whoever it is that is messaging me might do next, if anything.

After writing, but not yet posting, this installment, my wife handed me an article from the February 6, 2024 edition of the Wall Street Journal. Buried in Jay Starkman’s “Beware of E-Filing Your Tax Return” is this little nugget: “I advise my clients not to use ID.me because it is a private database of personal information. My clients have no control over it and must trust that it won’t be hacked.”

Facebook Security Issues – Part 2

February 21, 2024

After posting the information contained in Part 1, I received the following advice in an email message from someone I don’t know: “Reach out to Facebook.sec@mail.com

I sent the message string from Part 1 to the address above. Follows is the message string that resulted.

From: Facebook.sec@mail.com <Facebook.sec@mail.com>
Sent: Friday, February 09, 2024 12:05 AM
To: tom@tuxedo-press.com
Subject: Re: Facebook security problem

Hello welcome dear, we got your complaint and we plead for the inconveniences this may have caused, we will get this in progress and get a review may we know when did this happened?

I responded with the following:

This happened between December 14, 2023 to February 3, 2024.

From: Facebook.sec@mail.com <Facebook.sec@mail.com>
Sent: Friday, February 09, 2024 12:52 AM
To: tom@tuxedo-press.com
Subject: Re: RE: Facebook security problem

OK kindly send the necessary information linked to the account 

Username /email address linked to the account and also the URL link of the affected profile 

I responded with the following:

It doesn’t look like you have read my initial email. My account was linked to the email I’ve been communicating to you with. Because Facebook canceled me I cannot logon and get the URL link for the profile. I’m beginning to think Facebook doesn’t take security seriously.

From: Facebook.sec@mail.com <Facebook.sec@mail.com>
Sent: Friday, February 09, 2024 8:06 AM
To: tom@tuxedo-press.com
Subject: Re: RE: RE: Facebook security problem

Okay you will have to purchase an access account ownership pass for $200 which is fully refundable after you have gotten access to your account…

I responded with the following:

You’ve got to be kidding me. I have given you the email address associated with my account. Your technicians shouldn’t need anything else. I’m not going to give Facebook a nickel because of their incompetence.

From: Facebook.sec@mail.com <Facebook.sec@mail.com>
Sent: Friday, February 09, 2024 9:29 AM
To: tom@tuxedo-press.com
Subject: Re: RE: RE: RE: Facebook security problem

It’s refundable after your access 

Sent using the mail.com mail app

I responded with the following:

I do not trust Facebook to do that after the treatment they have given me. This security problem is of their own creation, probably through incompetence. My money isn’t needed to unlock my account and I have doubts that unlocking it is even necessary.

<To be continued>

Facebook Security Issues – Part 1

February 18, 2024

Facebook appears to have a security problem – Part 1

I received an email from a friend earlier this month that included a conversation I supposedly had with this friend over Facebook (included below). The friend, whose name I replaced with XXX for privacy, thought the exchange was odd, especially since the friend knew Facebook had canceled me in October. I don’t know exactly why—they never tell you—but suspect it was because I posted something positive about Carlisle Indian School just hours before the cancellation. I formatted the conversation to make it easier for a reader to follow. Facebook identified my supposed part of the conversation under “Tom Benjey” and my friend’s supposed part under “You said.” None of what was said makes any sense to either of us. The friend suspects that the conversation was intended for another person having the same name. To the best of my knowledge, I’m the only person with my name. There are few Benjeys in the country.

After being informed of this conversation, I attempted to sign onto Facebook and was blocked. I am still canceled. So, some hacker must have figured out how to get into a canceled account somehow. Who knows what mischief the hacker is doing?

Tom Benjey

Facebook

You’re friends on Facebook

December 14, 2023

12/14/23, 6:40 AM

Tom

Hello XXX

December 19, 2023

12/19/23, 10:57 AM

You sent

A foot in the door!

December 19, 2023

12/19/23, 2:32 PM

Tom

How have you been?

December 21, 2023

12/21/23, 12:32 AM

You sent

I have a small toe problem. How about you?

January 26 at 3:18 PM

Jan 26, 2024, 3:18 PM

Tom

What is that

You sent

Broken small toe. Now healed.

January 31 at 10:49 AM

Wed 10:49 AM

Tom

Enjoy your happy moments of life… … I saw your in DHHS winners have you heard anything about them yet !!?

Yesterday at 4:59 PM

Fri 4:59 PM

You sent

Don’t know anything about DHHS winners. Must be another XXX

Today at 10:31 AM

10:31 AM

Tom

It’s Department Human of health services they are helping people all over the world like workers,, young, students, widowed, Retired and people with disabled to benefit from their financially to maintain the good standard of living 2023/2024, Have you received any money from them?

<To be continued>