Posted on 09/08/2022 7:03:49 PM PDT by Captain Peter Blood
MY FRIENDSHIP WITH QUEEN ELIZABETH
If you are of a certain age then you will remember a TV show from the 1960’s called “Voyage To The Bottom of the Sea”. It debuted in 1964 when I was 9 years old.
It was a show, in many aspects, ahead of it’s time, but came out during the time of our countries efforts to conquer space.
It stimulated the imagination and helped make it seem anything was possible.
As a 9 year old kid it was exciting and who didn’t want to be onboard the Seaview with Admiral Nelson and Captain Crain diving into the ocean to encounter and find it’s secrets along with the adventure it provided.
My brother Lee and I had pretty wild and unlimited imaginations, and created our own adventures based on the show.
We lived in a two story house and our room was on the second floor with windows looking out over the neighborhood. We would imagine we were in the Seaview with our house as the submarine. We had make believe buttons, and phones, everything needed to run a submarine.
On our make believe phone we were in touch with various world leaders of the time while we were on our adventures. I played Admiral Nelson and my brother was Captain Crain.
One of the people we dealt with frequently was Queen Elizabeth, but our relationship was such and so close I called her Liz. Liz was always there and of great help
Our imagination was such that Liz was with aboard the Seaview at times with us on our various adventures.
I looked up to Queen Elizabeth and found her the kind of person that was everything a Monarch could and should be, and yet always a friend.
Today my “Friend” is now gone and I have only the childhood memories of what was made up in my mind that seemed so real then and to an extent real now.
So goodbye Your Majesty, you have been a part of my life one way or another the last 67 years, an institution that was immoveable and always there. Goodbye my dear Liz of my childhood memories, I shall never forget you.
To me she was always be Liz!
My favorite school lunchbox years too. I loved those themed tin lunch boxes.
Did you ever get to see or meet the Queen in person?
No only in my imagination
Johnny Quest
Sweet story
For so many of us she is the only Queen we have known
End of an era
Mary Ada Wallace was a nurse and ambulance driver with St John’s Hospitallers, saving lives on the front lines. No one would dare fire in her direction intentionally as she drove between allied and German trenches providing trauma care and taking all sides soldiers behind the lines for further medical treatment.
She told us a lot of shooting just stopped when the doctors and nurses arrived in their muddy trucks with the big red crosses emblazoned on the sides.
Nice.
I think her passing symbolizes a lot for all of us who’ve been around a while. We’ve joked about her wave, her accent, about Charles and how she ruined him. We’ve commented for decades on her style, her Corgies, and her crown. She’s history, she’s culture, she’s the Union Jack. She’s England, and the embodiment of its better years and characters. I fear her passing is the herald to the decline of England and ultimately Europe into a muslim-infested wasteland ...I fear for Europe, and ultimately, the US. But all part of God’s plan likely.
Very well said.
At the ‘76 Olympics my Dad and I got some scalped tickets to the velodrome. The Queen showed up and watched the British team ride the pursuit event. Everyone knew she was there but acted as if she was just another attendee.
Fun story, I really enjoyed that!
Different times, FRiend...different times indeed.
I loved Johnny Quest...and the intro music was kick-ass.
Guns. Jet packs. Scuba gear. Helicopters. Airplanes. Mummies. Giant robotic Daddy Longlegs.
Heck. What young boy wouldn’t want to. be Johnny Quest.
Nice story about your stepfather’s mother. I’d like to think that she was representative of the nurse(s) who cared for my great-uncle who served in the Canadian Expeditionary Forces in France during WWI. He was wounded in battle on September 2, 1918, taken to #14 General Hospital in Wimereux, France, where he died 8 days later. He’s buried in Terlincthun British Military Cemetery, one mile north of Boulogne.
One of the greatest TV opening themes ever, cartoon or no.
I remember that show! We just saw an old Twilight Zone episode with Richard Basehart, and that caused me to recall ‘Voyage’.
“Bloop, Bloop” - first time I ever had an idea of what a submarine might be like...
My grandfather fought with the Canadian Expeditionary Forces in 1918. I learned this fact when I was doing my Ancestry research. He emigrated to America in 1912 with his wife and 3 kids but was called up to fight. I always assumed it was with the American forces, but apparently he wasn’t a citizen yet and the UK still owned his ass.
My great-uncle was with the 38th Battalion CEF. He was conscripted in Kingston, Ontario in January of 2018. He was born in Fish Lake, Prince Edward County, Ontario. I have a couple of pictures of him...one in uniform on horse back. He was 24 when he died. He was the only son, and had two sisters, one of which was my grandmother. I never knew her, or any of my grandparents as they had all died before I was born in 1947. My mother was born in Picton, Ontario in 1920, and came to the U.S. with her mother and older brother when she was quite young. They settled in Rochester, New York. My uncle (her brother) enlisted in the U.S. Army during WWII. In fact, he was naturalized while he was at Fort Sam Houston in Texas on his way to California to go overseas.
Regards,
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