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Howdy. I'm racc, I'm posting this one for new people coming in from @fuzybby so yall don't just come in to trent reznor with a Dino, and game of thrones fanart. Anyway, this is all heavily inspired by max brooks and his world war z novel.

Thanks for reading, see ya.

Jacob Sterling.

Synopsis, uhhhh, an interview.

November 25, 2023

Yonkers, New York

After a pleasant dinner with the Sterling family, I’m met by the father of the home, Jacob Sterling, and Sean Gray, the men I would be interviewing, even though Jacob would be speaking for most of the interview.

“So, Jacob, you were put in prison when the US government fled past the Rockies correct?”

“I was, this was back before they had found out a way to keep criminals from being criminals, public shaming, you know, the signs they'd put around people's necks saying what they did?”

“But I was caught trying to steal from my neighbor, and I was put in a jail cell with a man we all called Bubba.”

“Now, I'm a pretty tall dude, I'm 6’0, but Bubba? Jesus Christ, he was tall, I think one of the guards measured him to be about 6’8? 6’7?”

“But anyway, Bubba was tall, but he was cornfed too, straight off a ranch in Amarillo. I'm sure if he wanted to, and with a good right hook, a Zeds head would explode, he might not have been Iron Mike, but he hit hard.”

“I dont know why Bubba got put in there, but I dont think he did anything, he was a kind, Bubbae person, that always gave people more chances than he should've, and was more than happy to help if you needed it.”

“now on to the actual substance of my experience in the war. One day, me and bubba were in the cell, doing whatever the hell we did to pass the time. When a few officers came in and asked us to put a bag over our heads, or they'd do it themselves, me and bubba where smart enough to go along with what the hell was going on, even though we had zero clue if we were about the be put to death or not. And we were put in some type of vehicle, and driven out to some air force base I can't remember the name of.”

Jacob pinches the bridge of his nose, seemingly trying to remember some of the details.

“We met this agent of some sort, I dont remember if he told us his name or not, but he told us we were to be trained on how to jump from a plane and survive. Me and Bubba dont know why, but we figure it's better than being in a cell.”

“So for the next three weeks, we take a basic airborne course, learning how to be a paratrooper, all the while we haven't been filled in on why we’re being given this course, all we know is that we’re doing it, when finally, were put into a big ol plane going across the continent, only landing once in the gulf of Mexico, where there was the USS teddy roosevelt, where we refueled, and on our flight, we where finally told our destination, and why we where trained.”

Jacob then decides to do an impression of the officer, which gets a laugh out of both me and sean.

“you have been chosen to be put in the city of yonkers to find and kill, any, and every, single zombie that you can get you hands-on, this will help the united states, eventually, retake the east coast. If you can even kill 5 of those things, it will help us.”

After his joke, he continues his story.

“We’re given a pack, we open it up, find a week of food, water, a cyanide pill, a knife, and a journal. And told to get ready to drop”

“The freefall was something I'd like to experience again, it was like floating at a point. But as were falling we spotted a few stores that would be essential for our survival, and a house, but I saw a construction site, so I decided to land there. I land at the site, I dont see any zeds, so I see Bubba’s parachute landing just a few across from me, and he comes over to me, and asks what to do next.”

“We decide to go to the house that we spotted in the sky, Bubba literally says, “This knife is too small”, manages to find a sledgehammer, and decides, yeah! That'll be my weapon!”

“Yonkers was surprisingly not full of zeds when we dropped, but there were still a few wanderers, and I got to witness the strength of a 300-pound titan of a man, with the extension of a metal hammerhead. More than enough zeds were on the floor, and this is with Bubba using the sledgehammer as a one-handed weapon, not as a two-handed weapon, which is how normal people would use it.”

“We find the house, figure out it's a two-story, and decide to scout it out, Bubba finds one of those “in a fire, rescue the animals! Sign” with the only name “ruby” on it, and we enter through the door after I manage to pick the lock. We find signs of a very clear animal lover, there are animal signs all over the place, and pictures of a man with a dog, who must've been ruby. The dude in the picture had one of the best-grown beards in the world, pure black hair, and the most charming smile I've ever seen. Ruby seemed to have the same coat of hair as him, except curly, he must've been some kind of poodle mix from what we saw. And had an even better smile.”

“I’m pretty sure that was the first time I saw Bubba cry, looking at that picture. But we continue to investigate the house, making sure the locks work, checking windows, and looking for any type of non-perishable food. We find a few cans, but we find an entire stockpile of dog food in the backyard shed. We decide that enough searching around for the night, and we’ll look at gas stations, look for more supplies, come the next day.”

“We actually got a good night's sleep, after blocking off the stairwell, and getting our separate rooms with good beds. It's actually a little strange how many rooms there were being that the only evidence of the house owner was the dude with the great beard and his dog. But come next morning, we stop by a gas station, get all the canned foods, bring them back to the house, drop them off, then go to a grocery store, all the while clearing out the zeds we see, we get more canned food, and for whatever reason bubba decided to get some canned dog food.”

“we go back to the house, drop off the food, then I see one of the best cars I've ever seen, which I'm sure you saw in the garage.”

Jacob winks at me, and its true, its a very impressive car, a 1969 Camaro, kept in almost perfect condition.

“and wanna know what's even better? It wasn't locked, and the keys were in the glove box, whoever decided to leave that girl behind clearly didn't want to take care of it, so, that made me the owner, and the caretaker of it. Bubba didn't really get it, his thing was music and collecting CDs, and records. We decided to go to the fire station, maybe they'd have some clothes we could wear, that'd be thicker, be better than what we had if we got into close quarters with the Zeds, Bubba thought it was a good idea, so we get in the Camaro, which had gas, luckily, and drive on down to the fire station.”

“bubba asked to me to go to a music store soon because there weren't any CDs in the glove box, nor was there a CD book. I agree, music is good, but I think Bubba would have badgered me and gone on a rant about how music was the greatest thing to ever happen, and how music was the very essence of humanity. I came to find out that he was right”

“We arrive at the fire station and sneak in, I tell Bubba that it is probably not a good idea to bring the sledgehammer, but he ignored me, didnt wanna use a knife, “too fragile, too small”, he would say. So we get into the station, and go to the locker rooms, maybe they'd have uniforms there. Turns out they did, and apparently there was one of Bubba’s cousins in Yonkers before the war because they had one that fit him, I also found a crowbar, a useful tool, for literally everything. We decide that we've done enough for today, and go home”

“The next months went without a hitch, doing more cleanouts, and getting Bubba his music, going further and further away from our base each time. But one day we come home to something rummaging around in our backyard, we see this black dog, with curls, it must have been ruby, I grab a rifle we had found a month back, but Bubba screams at me to “Put that damn thing down!” it was the first time I heard bubba shout like I said, gentle giant. But he goes into the house, all the while Ruby is growling and barking at me, when Bubba comes out from behind me with the canned dog food, and opens it.”

“To my absolute bewilderment, Bubba puts the food down in front of ruby, and it begins to eat, bubba circles it, trying to examine it, and he comes back to me and says “it's starving to death, and its almost winter, let it come inside, we have power, and firewood to keep the house warm. Ill be damned if I let it die out here when we have the power to help.” so, I couldn't really say no, especially when I thought the same, so I leave the door open, and that's how ruby started hanging out with us, and became our best friend.”

“Fast forward a few years, we've got a routine nailed down, the town is all secure, when we decide to go into a more densely populated area, and we find this fellow over here, who managed to survive out all on his own, because his parents where survivalist, and decided not to go with the government because they thought the government where all nazi’s.”

Jacob points to Sean, where Sean gives a small smile and a wave, before adding to Jacob's story.

“I had been living by myself for the past 4 years, my parents died after the first week of us coming out and investigating, but I remained for the next 4 years, and had essentially lost the will to live, so, out of sheer recklessness, I went out on a limb and decided, id much rather die by someone else's hand, than my own, or succumb to the dead. And I ended up meeting Bubba, Ruby, and Jacob.”

Sean gestures to Jacob to continue his story, Jacob does, but busts out a bottle of alcohol, he hands it to Sean, and Sean seemingly understands and leaves the room and returns with glasses, he pours one for all of us, and I sip at mine, while they both slam theirs back.

“Another 3 years pass, and we'd been out here for about 7 years at this point when one day I see Bubba looking at Ruby with a sad look in his eye. He looks at me and tells me to get Sean, he sits us all down and tells us that Ruby isn't getting any older, and she's gonna start to hurt a lot, and we gotta think ahead. Sean isn't having it, to be fair, neither am I, but Bubba had every single reason to be right, every single living thing died someday, despite what was going on in the world at that time. So Bubba goes to the veterinarian's office, turns out he was a veterinarian in Amarillo besides his farm work, he knew how to take care of animals, and he knew how to do it properly, that must have been why he was such an animal whisperer, he befriended a murder of crows during those years as well, every few weeks or so they come back, none of them are the original crow's bubba fed and befriended, but crows are smart critters, and they can pass down which humans are friendly or not. But where was I? Ah, right, Bubba going to the veterinarian's office. He makes sure he has the stuff to make a chemical called pentobarbital, it's the stuff they use to put down your dog, he explained it all to use both, it was a seizure medicine, that caused the animal to go unconscious, and it would stop brain function, and it would stop the heart, within 2 minutes.”

Sean is starting to cry silently on my right, his hands formed into a fist pressed against his mouth. Jacob pours another drink, and slams it back, pouring another for sean.

“when the day finally came, bubba was ready, he had ruby in the car within seconds, and we where at the veterinarian's office within 2 minutes, speed limit didn't matter, i found the whole speedometer, and this was time to use the whole speedometer. Bubba made a batch of the chemical we needed a few days before, some kind of sixth sense he had. But he inserted the IV into Ruby’s leg, and we all hugged parts of her, bubba looked her in the eyes as she closed them. He said it was what he did with all the farm animals he had to put down. It was his code of honor or something like that, I never saw him kill a human, and he never really looked the Zeds in the eye.”

Jacob sips at his glass and takes a shaky breath.

“We buried her in the backyard”

“That wasn't the worst to happen though.”

“A few months later, some freak storm came in, and Bubba went outside to make sure the generator was working when we heard his scream, a zed had snuck up behind him in the storm and must brought about 400 of his buddies with him, I see him stomping the skull of the zed in, I see the bite on his leg, I see the group of zeds behind the fence, bubba runs inside, he gets a first aid kit. Calmly wrapped the wound around his leg, got dressed in his firefighter uniform, and gave me his journal, and I will never forget the words he told me, he said to me and sean after Sean came out of his trance that he was in because of the bite. “If I pass out, have the strength to end me, you have been the greatest blessing to me, the both of you, but ill fend all of them off, it will be the last thing I do, and I will then go rest with ruby.” so, as the storm raged on, it must've been right on top of us, the thunder and lightning were going a mile a minute, but as I watched bubba smash the skull of every single zed out there, with the exact same sledgehammer that he picked up the first day we got to yonkers. I think every single strike from his hammer was somehow perfectly synchronized with the thunderstrikes. And when the rain cleared, Bubba was the only living being that remained. And we were just now coming down with a fever. He used to joke about how he drank from a lake where there were tons of brain-eating amoebas, and he starved the thing to death. I'm half convinced he was right now, because was still standing when normal people would have already slipped into a coma, he had been fighting for at least 7 or so hours. He looks at me and hands me his hammer, tells me it's time, and so I go and get a towel lay it underneath his head, and wind up the hammer, and in a single stroke, I smash his brain in one blow, merciful and quick. I wrap the towel around his head and cradle his head in my arms, Sean joins me. Me and Sean had a silent ride to the casket store, if that's what you'd call it, and hauled it back to the house.”

“It takes me about 5 hours to dig his grave, Sean puts his body in the casket, and makes a wooden grave.”

we manage to not drop his grave, and we bury him.”

“Another year passes, and the army finally arrives, a year too late. But they arrive nonetheless, I meet the missus from the army, we settle down, and start this little family. 2 years later, the final zed in China gets crushed under my heel.”

Jacob and Sean get up and ask if I want to pay my respects, I follow them, and put a guitar pick on a grave.

It reads.

Here lies Bubba

Dearest friend

The man who made me realize music was the soul of humanity.

The second grave reads

Ruby

#zombies #world war z #max brooks

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FINAL CHAPTER POSTED!

Titanic AU: Alex is Rose; Michael is Jack BUT NO ONE DIES

Air Force Officer Alex Manes has been recruited for the spaceship bound for Titan. Half the town of Roswell will be the the first to establish a civilization on Jupiter's largest moon. Alex isn't happy because his overbearing and abusive father is also aboard the USS Titanian and is determined to force Alex to marry, veteran Jenna Cameron. Luckily, when all seems lost, Alex's life is saved by a third class cowboy with a mysterious ability. The two get to know each other and find they have more in common than they thought. While speeding through space, Alex and Michael end up saving each other and discovering their own love story.

#malex #malex fic #malex au #titanic au #rnm fic #rnm au #roswell nm fic #michael guerin #alex manes #michael and alex #alex x michael #rnm #roswell new mexico

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lonestarbattleship · 9 months

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"American dreadnought USS New Mexico (BB-40) seen from a seaplane in the autumn of 1919, probably upon her arrival in San Francisco as flagship of the new Pacific Fleet. She had transited the Panama Canal in August and reached San Pedro on the 9th of that month."

Caption is exclusive to Haze Grey History Facebook page (link) and was shared with the permission of Evan Dwyer. Click this link to read more of his works. Photo is from the Biblioteca di Storia Moderna e Contemporanea, Record ID No. IEI0668816

#USS New Mexico (BB-40)#USS New Mexico #New Mexico Class #Battleship #Dreadnought #August #1919 #interwar period #united states navy #us navy #navy #usn #u.s. navy #my post

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Cuirassé USS New Mexico (BB-40) en cours de construction en cale sèche n°4 au chantier naval de Brooklyn – New York – 2 janvier 1918

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lightthewaybackhome · 2 years

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My Dad shared this with me this morning. It's beautiful.

Living Among the Silent Warriors

A Short Story By Thomas Waters

I am a boomer. That is, I belong to the Baby Boom generation. Like many other Boomers, my parents were members of the Greatest Generation who lived through the Depression and World War Two.

My father, like most men of his generation, fought in World War Two. In fact, in the small south Georgia town where I grew up, most of the men of his generation were veterans of that war. The quiet mail carrier who served as a deacon in the church, once served aboard a Destroyer in the Pacific where rumor was, he became extremely proficient in shooting down attacking Zeroes. According to local lore, it was his skill at shooting Zeros out of the sky that contributed to him being one of the best dove hunters in the state. That man could shoot Doves on the wing like he was shooting pigeons from a barn roost.

So it was where I grew up, the farmer who taught me to plow was in the infantry in Europe, the barber where I got my hair cut as a boy, two decades earlier had fought his way out of the killing zone known as Omaha Beach. On and on it went; men from all walks of life, the Banker, the teacher, the mechanic, the factory worker, and yes the minister, all veterans of the second World War. Men who had fought in battles all over the world, now pursued quite, unobtrusive, unnoticed lives in some small forgotten towns in South Georgia, or Kansas, or Michigan, or Kentucky, or New Mexico and every other state or territory of the Union.

In retrospect, what made these warriors so notable was not only did the world forget them, but they silently walked among those of us who knew them best, their families and friends unknown. I was unaware of my father’s heroic past and that served in both the North Atlantic and the Pacific. He never mentioned it. There were no plaques of commemoration around the house of his service. I did not know until I was grown about the run and shoot battle his ship engaged in with a German Uboat in the North Atlantic. Finally the sub was forced to surface and the entire crew and submarine were captured by the brave men of the USS Southwind. Perhaps he and his good friend, the mail carrier who served on the Destroyer in the Pacific, talked about such things, but until I was grown I’m not even sure I knew he fought during the war.

I did not know until his funeral that the quite man who taught the auto mechanics class at the local high school was a decorated marine who fought and killed the enemy in hand to hand combat at Alligator Creek on Guadalcanal. Of course, I do remember how we all stood back in something of shocked awe the day he disarmed those two knife brandishing would-be hoodlums who came crashing into the shop intent on cutting up Roger. Mr. D snatched a pull handle from an open tool box and moving like a cat had both guys on the floor before we knew what happened. When the Sheriff came, a veteran of the 101st, we boys did note that as he put his arm around Mr. D to walk him out of the shop, a faint smile creased his face. Ten minutes later, the same ole Mr. D was back and class started again just like nothing had happened. I understand, however, it was some time before them boys with the knives were released from the hospital. Nothing more ever happened after that. The District Attorney, a decorated skipper from the storied 15th Air Force, didn’t press any charges. The local paper didn’t carry the story either. The editor, an officer in Patton’s 3rd Army, 10th Armored Division said there was no story, nothing of public interest to print. The whole thing went away, like it never happened, but we boys never forgot. We looked at Mr. D in a whole different way. We had always respected him, but now we sorta of feared him too. I mean, all us boys knew we didn’t want any of Mr. D. He could hurt you. Nah, actually, he could kill your butt.

Well, such were the men I grew up with and around: many were unkown and forgotten killers. One never knew for sure with whom you were talking, but actually we never really thought about it. We lived and grew up among these silent warriors: among men who had fought all over the world; men who had flown fighters and bombers; men who had fought in tank battles, naval battles, dogfights, and in hand to hand combat; men who had been shot at and had shot other men; men who had walked through mud and snow; men who had been hungry, lonely, scared, and brave. Now they were home, raising their families and going about their normal, mundane lives. And we walked among them unknowing, unappreciative and most often totally unaware that we were walking among the silent warriors.

#warriors should be appreciated #i love warriors so much #warriors #silent warriors #ww2 #wwii #veterans

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New Mexico-class battleship USS Idaho (BB-42) in 1943.

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Events 2.21

452 or 453 – Severianus, Bishop of Scythopolis, is martyred in Palestine. 1245 – Thomas, the first known Bishop of Finland, is granted resignation after confessing to torture and forgery. 1440 – The Prussian Confederation is formed. 1613 – Mikhail I is unanimously elected Tsar by a national assembly, beginning the Romanov dynasty of Imperial Russia. 1797 – A force of 1,400 French soldiers invaded Britain at Fishguard in support of the Society of United Irishmen. They were defeated by 500 British reservists. 1804 – The first self-propelling steam locomotive makes its outing at the Pen-y-Darren Ironworks in Wales. 1808 – Without a previous declaration of war, Russian troops cross the border to Sweden at Abborfors in eastern Finland, thus beginning the Finnish War, in which Sweden will lose the eastern half of the country (i.e. Finland) to Russia. 1828 – Initial issue of the Cherokee Phoenix is the first periodical to use the Cherokee syllabary invented by Sequoyah. 1842 – John Greenough is granted the first U.S. patent for the sewing machine. 1848 – Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels publish The Communist Manifesto. 1862 – American Civil War: Battle of Valverde is fought near Fort Craig in New Mexico Territory. 1866 – Lucy Hobbs Taylor becomes the first American woman to graduate from dental school. 1874 – The Oakland Daily Tribune publishes its first edition. 1878 – The first telephone directory is issued in New Haven, Connecticut. 1885 – The newly completed Washington Monument is dedicated. 1896 – An Englishman raised in Australia, Bob Fitzsimmons, fought an Irishman, Peter Maher, in an American promoted event which technically took place in Mexico, winning the 1896 World Heavyweight Championship in boxing. 1913 – Ioannina is incorporated into the Greek state after the Balkan Wars. 1916 – World War I: In France, the Battle of Verdun begins. 1918 – The last Carolina parakeet dies in captivity at the Cincinnati Zoo. 1919 – German socialist Kurt Eisner is assassinated. His death results in the establishment of the Bavarian Soviet Republic and parliament and government fleeing Munich, Germany. 1921 – Constituent Assembly of the Democratic Republic of Georgia adopts the country's first constitution. 1921 – Rezā Shāh takes control of Tehran during a successful coup. 1925 – The New Yorker publishes its first issue. 1929 – In the first battle of the Warlord Rebellion in northeastern Shandong against the Nationalist government of China, a 24,000-strong rebel force led by Zhang Zongchang was defeated at Zhifu by 7,000 NRA troops. 1934 – Augusto Sandino is executed. 1937 – The League of Nations bans foreign national "volunteers" in the Spanish Civil War. 1945 – World War II: During the Battle of Iwo Jima, Japanese kamikaze planes sink the escort carrier USS Bismarck Sea and damage the USS Saratoga. 1945 – World War II: the Brazilian Expeditionary Force defeat the German forces in the Battle of Monte Castello on the Italian front. 1947 – In New York City, Edwin Land demonstrates the first "instant camera", the Polaroid Land Camera, to a meeting of the Optical Society of America. 1948 – NASCAR is incorporated. 1952 – The British government, under Winston Churchill, abolishes identity cards in the UK to "set the people free". 1952 – The Bengali Language Movement protests occur at the University of Dhaka in East Pakistan (now Bangladesh). 1958 – The CND symbol, aka peace symbol, commissioned by the Direct Action Committee in protest against the Atomic Weapons Research Establishment, is designed and completed by Gerald Holtom. 1965 – Malcolm X is gunned down while giving a speech at the Audubon Ballroom in Harlem. 1971 – The Convention on Psychotropic Substances is signed at Vienna. 1972 – United States President Richard Nixon visits China to normalize Sino-American relations. 1972 – The Soviet unmanned spaceship Luna 20 lands on the Moon. 1973 – Over the Sinai Desert, Israeli fighter aircraft shoot down Libyan Arab Airlines Flight 114 jet killing 108 people. 1974 – The last Israeli soldiers leave the west bank of the Suez Canal pursuant to a truce with Egypt. 1975 – Watergate scandal: Former United States Attorney General John N. Mitchell and former White House aides H. R. Haldeman and John Ehrlichman are sentenced to prison. 1994 – Aldrich Ames is arrested by the Federal Bureau of Investigation for selling national secrets to the Soviet Union in Arlington County, Virginia. 1995 – Steve Fossett lands in Leader, Saskatchewan, Canada becoming the first person to make a solo flight across the Pacific Ocean in a balloon. 2013 – At least 17 people are killed and 119 injured following several bombings in the Indian city of Hyderabad. 2022 – In the Russo-Ukrainian crisis Russian President Vladimir Putin declares the Luhansk People's Republic and Donetsk People's Republic as independent from Ukraine, and moves troops into the region. The action is condemned by the United Nations.

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