<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38392943</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:32:02.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck Hammill Lives!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmhammill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38392943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmhammill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gerald Wayne Perttula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00299079818957477534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38392943.post-116711879530213738</id><published>2006-12-25T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:01:53.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie's Libertarian Roots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/1600/206182/chuck004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/400/302866/chuck004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Red MG Austin Healy convertible in front of the Don Felipe House in about 1972. Charlie inspects the registration sticker. Barbara is encouraging him to persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/1600/273199/chuck004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/320/23704/chuck004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jerry, Chuck, Sophie and Charlie visiting the Greek festival in Northridge in about May 1999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/1600/7757/ChuckCharlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/320/219605/ChuckCharlie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is an incongruity. Never will you see Chuck fishing or hunting. This is a composite graphic simulating a trip to the outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/1600/14713/chuck001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/320/372397/chuck001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charlie at his mother's funeral in early 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/1600/365416/charlie0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/320/178462/charlie0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Father and son in a European train station with a mysterious passers-by on the left. That "blur" of a man appears to be Timothy Leary. But I am sure it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/1600/384390/charlie0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/320/385420/charlie0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charlie enjoys a pony ride, circa 1951. Note the pose Reagan would evoke years later (1980) stimulating powerful nostalgic mythology of a neglected, self-sacrificing Frontier America, built on tough talk and tough action. Even that swirl of hair is pure Ronnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/1600/415854/charlie0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/320/345436/charlie0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mother and son go for a walk on Normandy Avenue. By coincidence, Charlie's father was a paratrooper who landed at Normandy, June 6th, 1944. The landing on French soil broke his leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/1600/75887/charlie%201003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/758/320/198094/charlie%201003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reagan wins the governorship of California, 1968 (?) Here Charlie is celebrating the victory in his High School History class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38392943-116711879530213738?l=cmhammill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmhammill.blogspot.com/feeds/116711879530213738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38392943&amp;postID=116711879530213738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38392943/posts/default/116711879530213738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38392943/posts/default/116711879530213738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmhammill.blogspot.com/2006/12/charlies-libertarian-roots.html' title='Charlie&apos;s Libertarian Roots'/><author><name>Gerald Wayne Perttula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00299079818957477534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
