As always, Ihopethis finds youand yourloved onessafe anddoing well, especially duringthesedifficultand challenging times.Undoubtedly, the speed at which events havechanged life as we know it,not only here in America,butall around the world,has beenliterallybreathtakingandwill no doubt lead to much discussion atreunion #46.
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Source: Aerograph November 2026
Greetings everybody,
I hope this finds you well and enjoying a
beautiful autumn in your neck of the woods.
Is it just me or do some of you feel the year
has gone by way too fast? It’s hard to believe that in a few short weeks the holiday season will be upon us! But thereby
I digress.
Our folks in Pensacola and surrounding areas
had a scare during Hurricane Isaias’ passage a few weeks ago, but thankfully,
everyone was safe and accounted for. Chapter Secretary/Treasurer Pat O’Brien gives
a good account of how it affected our members beginning on page 8.
Pat also stirred my memory about an idea Dennis
Ruth presented a couple of years ago regarding the “At Large Member News” section
to the Aerograph. It’s a great way to share news as individuals, couples,
or small gatherings, that is vitally important now as the NWSA is down to one
active chapter. So, I’d like to encourage you to share short stories along with
a picture or two when the opportunity arises. You can email them to me at sumisus@mac.com. Perhaps there is no
better way to keep our shipmates informed and the feeling of camaraderie going
strong!
Finally, happy Veteran’s Day to all! If you
have the opportunity, be sure and take advantage of some of the great deals
offered by a variety of restaurants and businesses nationwide.
Smitty
Monday, 25 January 2027 is the cut-off date for the February issue of The Aerograph.
E-Mail Steve at sumisus@mac.com
USPS Address: AG1 Steven Smith, USN (Ret.)
2865 E Murchison St., Meridian, ID 83642-5277
(571) 278-5259 (If I
don’t answer, please leave a message and I’ll get back to you ASAP)
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Editor’s Closing Thoughts
On September 10, 2025,
there was an article on the Boise State Public Radio website by George Prentice
titled, “No cheating. Guess how many trees there are in Boise (the City of
Trees).” In part, it read “There’s a good reason why Boise is known
as the “City of Trees.” The moniker can be linked to the early
19th century, when French Canadian trappers, coming upon what is now known
as Boise, exclaimed, “Les Bois! Les Bois!” Translation: “The woods” or “the
trees.”
And with that little
bit of history, and the fact we live in the neighboring city of Meridian, I can
state first-hand that Boise and surrounding areas do have an abundance of
trees. A recent estimate (using Lidar mapping technology) puts the number at
approximately 630,000 trees! No matter your preference, be it coniferous or
deciduous, there is an amazing variety that includes Ponderosa Pine; Lodgepole
Pine; Rocky Mountain Juniper; Quaking Aspen; and Rocky Mountain Maple, just to
name a few. And last but not least, one of my favorites, the non-native Blue
Spruce. With their light bluish tint, they stand in pleasing contrast to their
counterparts making for a most beautiful display.
Trees flourish in this semi-arid high desert
environment in large part due to the abundance of water and irrigation,
courtesy of a number of rivers and tributaries, chief among them, the Snake,
Payette, and Boise rivers. Speaking of water and irrigation, an incredible
amount of agriculture takes place here because of it. From late spring into
early autumn numerous fields are dotted with rows of sweet corn, onions, sugar
beets, wheat, and hay. Various fruits are also grown in the region, most
notably, peaches. Captain Frenchy Corbeille was absolutely correct when he told
me back in May to “stand by for some really good peaches!”
We loved taking drives
on the back country roads this past summer. And as we passed numerous
cornfields, thoughts of the classic Kevin Costner movie “Field of Dreams” often
came to mind. Except when I asked “Am I in heaven?” The answer was “No,
you’re in Idaho.” And I certainly would be remiss not to mention the sweet
corn, it’s the best we’ve ever had!
Needless to say, we
feel tremendously blessed and grateful to live in such a beautiful part of the
country.
In closing, I would
like to wish you and yours a blessed and beautiful holiday season with those
you love and cherish. I look forward to seeing a number of you next spring in
Charleston for Reunion #50. It’s certain to be an unforgettable gathering of
shipmates and friends!
Smitty
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Source: Aerograph August 2026
Greetings everybody,
Our move to Idaho is now complete and we are officially IDAHOANS! We dropped anchor in the city of Meridian, about 13 miles southwest of Boise, on July 24th and are really looking forward to exploring all that Idaho has to offer. If what we’ve seen and experienced thus far is any indication, we can’t wait!
Prior to departing San Diego, Harumi and I were blessed to have a delicious seafood dinner with President Tim and Linda, and Mike Gilroy, at the Bluewater Boathouse Seafood & Grill on Coronado. The food was great but the warm and lively conversation was even better!
Friday, 23 October 2026 is the cut-off date for the November issue of The Aerograph.
E-Mail Steve at sumisus@mac.com
USPS Address: AG1 Steven Smith, USN (Ret.)
750 Avenida De La Barca
Chula Vista, CA 91910
(571) 278-5259 (If I don’t answer, please leave a message and I’ll get back to you ASAP)
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L to R: Steve & Harumi, Mike Gilroy, Tim & Linda
As always, my heartfelt thanks to all who contributed to this issue! Take care my friends and be well.
Smitty
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Source: Aerograph May 2026
Greetings everybody,
It was a fantastic Reunion indeed! The warmth of
friendships, sea stories and laughter never gets old. In many ways, it felt
like a good ole family reunion, only without all the drama, ha! Seriously though, it was a wonderful time and
I hope many more of you will be able to join us in Charleston next spring for
Reunion #50.
But now it’s time to get busy here in the Smith
household as we continue to prepare for our move to Idaho. I’ll have a little
more about that in my closing thoughts.
My heartfelt gratitude to those who contributed to this issue! Your
letters, articles, notes and pictures, are what continue to make the Aerograph
enjoyable for our members. Well done!
Friday, 24 July 2026 is the cut-off date for the August issue of The Aerograph.
E-Mail Steve at sumisus@mac.com
USPS Address: AG1 Steven Smith, USN (Ret.)
750 Avenida De La Barca
Chula Vista, CA 91910 (571) 278-5259 (If I don’t answer, please leave a message and I’ll get back to you ASAP)
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CLOSING THOUGHTS
Amongst the papers on my desk, I almost overlooked a note I jotted down about an event at our reunion onboard Celebrity Reflection. It occurred during the Executive Meeting in the Opus Dining Room. Opening formalities had taken place and discussions were underway when the ship’s Master, Captain Christos Trifyllis, came over the PA system (or 1MC if you prefer) to make an announcement regarding the day’s activities. Ship’s course and speed, expected weather conditions and entertainment, were just a few of the topics mentioned. But by far, the best part was the Captain’s attempt at humor in which he told a joke and then, in self-deprecation, said something to the effect “that is my daily attempt to tell a joke” which brought laughter and smiles to our group. It kind of made me think about the old sitcom Mash when Radar would come over the loudspeaker to make some corny announcement. But thereby I digress.
Chula Vista, Spanish for beautiful view, and the city Harumi and I presently call home. On my morning walk yesterday, I was reminded once again of how perfectly descriptive that name is. I decided to take the trail that parallels Snake Canyon, elevation 450 feet. Setting out, there was a pleasant chill in the air and the visibility was crystal clear after some overnight rain showers. Walking along I could see the southern end of San Diego Bay, the Silver Strand, and the vast Pacific Ocean that seemed to go on forever. Venturing further, I crossed over to a path paralleling Rice Canyon for the return leg home. Along this part of the walk I had glimpses of the San Diego skyline, Coronado Bay Bridge, and the rocky cliffs of Point Loma. And there, like so many times before, I just had to stop for a few minutes and gaze at the Chula Vista!
I say the city we presently call home because as many of you know, we are in the process of moving to Idaho, somewhere west of Boise in a community yet to be determined. I will not go into all the details as to why, suffice it to say that the time has come. Good Lord willing, if you’re able to join us next year in Charleston at Reunion #50, I’ll tell you all about it over a cold beer. Until then, we are excited about the prospect of living near family, making new friends, and experiencing everything God’s country has to offer in the great Pacific Northwest!
Take good care everyone; I hope you all have a beautiful end to spring and a terrific start to the summer. And for our shipmates who are experiencing a variety of challenges, you are not forgotten. I pray that the peace of God through the power of his Holy Spirit comforts you all in this season of life.
Kind Regards,
Smitty
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Source: Aerograph February 2026
Greetings everybody,
Just before the holidays I received a box from Captain Al Atwell. Inside were two handwritten letters addressed to yours truly, two books (Sea & Air 2nd Edition and Weather Or Not, by Florence W. van Straten), a number of amazing old black and white photographs (some in this issue), and a stack of various papers related to Al’s navy career, and the NWSA in general. I will be forwarding all this to Historian Tom Hanagan in the near future.
As a reminder, Best Experiences and Biographies have not been discontinued and are always welcome. Speaking of Best Experiences, there are two terrific ones in this issue. The first, about a long forgotten balloon program (Project Skyhook) that was a precursor to our nations manned space rocket program. The second, a great sea story that took place onboard USS America (CV-66) off the coast of Virginia Beach. These are but a sample of the terrific contributions I received by members in this issue. Well done and my thanks to all! I am really looking forward to seeing some of you at Reunion #49 onboard Celebrity Reflection! And for the shipmates who won’t be joining us, you will certainly be in our thoughts and with us in spirit as sea stories are told and memories are shared. We will miss you!
Smitty
Friday, 24 April 2026, is the cut-off date for the May
issue of The Aerograph.
E-Mail Steve at sumisus@mac.com
USPS Address: AG1 Steven Smith, USN (Ret.)
750 Avenida De La Barca Chula Vista, CA 91910
(571) 278-5259 (If I don’t answer, please leave a message and I’ll get back to you ASAP)
CLOSING THOUGHTS As mentioned earlier, a copy of the book “Weather or Not”
(no longer in print but used copies can be found online) was included in the
box I received from Captain Atwell. Reading it for the very first time, I came
to appreciate the exceptional person Florence W. van Straten was. Not only was
she highly intelligent in the fields of meteorology, oceanography, research and
development, just to name a few, she was an extremely gifted writer who made
reading about weather interesting and fun. I am quite certain that if the old
AG3&2 and AG1&C rate training manuals were as enjoyable to read, my
advancement test scores would have been much higher. With that being said, I
have included the following excerpts from Florence’s book that I hope you
enjoy.
Preface
Two kinds of discussion and interchange of ideas count
greatly in the pleasures I experience. One sends me repeatedly to scientific
meetings dealing with research and development in fields which I specialize,
where time passes unnoticed as my confreres and I present, debate, argue
details of our work using terminologies, equations, and concepts that would be
meaningless to people outside our very special little province of scientific
investigation.
Equally, however, I enjoy listening to someone who
specializes in a field other than my own-scientific, literary, philosophic-when
he tells me of his subject in terms that I can understand. If he is able to
convey the elements of his specialty in such a way that I do not feel that I am
getting the elementary course prerequisite to advanced study, I live happily
for a time in a new and wonderfully different world.
I am satisfied to devote my energies to my own work and
have no desire to be an amateur endocrinologist, mineralogist, or
dermatologist. Yet, my curiosity is gratified when someone tells me about his
work, what it encompasses, the kinds of problems encountered, and the various
techniques employed in finding solutions. If, as a result, I receive some
inkling of the fascination that my companion discovers in the work he does, I
feel as privileged as though I had been presented with a rare and precious gift.
Indeed, I have then received just such a gift.
For more than twenty years, I have probed the atmosphere
and participated in various atmospheric studies. This exploration has been
exciting and stimulating. Since the work, pleasure, and well-being of everyone
living on the surface of the planet are continually determined by atmospheric
processes, my field of study must be of general interest, and I want to tell
about it.
In the telling, I am not trying to create a new set of
amateur or professional weathermen. Any knowledge of atmospheric phenomena
gained will not serve as a substitute for Meteorology I at a university. Here
is no survey course. Indeed, my objective is quite the opposite. I am not
lecturing in an undefined classroom, but chatting over a coffee cup or a glass
of beer.
During the course of our conversation, some important
aspects of weather science will be skipped because it so happened that I was
never concerned with them; others will be perhaps overemphasized because I have
devoted long years to them. Some of the material has been simplified because
the detail is of interest only to the professional.
If this book conveys some understanding of how it is
possible for a very small fraction of the population to devote its time and
energy, eagerly and happily, to atmospheric studies and weather forecasting, it
will have served its purpose. F.V.S. - Washington, D.C.
Chapter 1: Weather
Matters
For
most of us with indoor chores, central heating systems, and air conditioners,
weather seems significant on only rare occasions, and unsuitable weather seems
at most a minor inconvenience. Actually, the elements that make up the weather
play a large part in our lives. Police blotters in summer reflect the outside
temperature, with the crime rate rising with the outside temperature and
humidity to a point. On the broiling hot days, the crime rates drop again.
Apparently, the dog days of August enervate even the most determined thug. When
we are born and when we die also seem to be weather-dependent. At least, there
are those who find a correlation between the atmospheric pressure-the barometer
reading-and both the time of entry and exit from this world. A doctor in charge of the maternity ward at
one of the naval hospitals, where the wives of personnel had their babies,
would call the weather office for a weekend pressure forecast every Friday
during the latter part of World War II. Of course, he may have been a crank,
but he believed that when high pressure dominated the area more women would
come to term than if low pressure prevailed. He allotted weekend passes to
doctors, nurses, and corpsmen accordingly.
Another doctor, not in the Navy, claims that more people
die about 4 A.M. than at any other time during a twenty-four hour period.
Meteorologists and atmospheric physicists know that the atmospheric tide is
always lowest at four o’clock in the morning. Low pressure, according to these
statistics, may loosen the bonds with which we cling to life. Personally, I
have not examined these data, and, moreover, I am aware that statistics are
like a bikini: revealing what is fascinating and concealing what is vital. I
will not vouch for these conclusions; I will assert, however, that weather
affects our lives in all manner of interesting and unrealized ways.

And with that, as I sit here chuckling, I believe
Florence’s book has indeed served its purpose, Weather or Not!
Take care everybody, God bless and have a wonderful day.
Smitty
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