Sunday, September 03, 2006


Attached is a picture of our "moat" (as I call it). It is a water feature which came with our house (been in existence since the day of our walk thru on June 19th; realtor told me it was due to the heavy rains and the fact that we are at sea level).

It is home to numerous tadpoles (Chad and Alex have enjoyed watching the tadpoles grow) and of course is a mosquito breeding haven! Today it is to be no more. The concrete contractor is beginning the work to add an additional driveway space, a 5 foot sidewalk next to the house leading to the back yard, and a nice concrete pad (to store my garbage can and recycling bin) behind the privacy fence. HOORAY!

Speaking of tadpoles, which grow up to be frogs, the following is a great little story I read on a military spouse message board. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed reading it.

One day two frogs fell into a ten gallon milk bucket. They swam around for hours. One frog gave up and said, "What is the use?" He drowned. The other frog decided he couldn't afford to give up. So the frog kicked and kicked until the cream turned to butter. The frog that was persistant jumped out of the bucket. Just because some around you see the negative, you cannot afford to quit!

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Remembering Carl Brashear, US Navy's first African American Diver

By JACK DORSEY AND JIM WASHINGTON, The Virginian-Pilot © July 26, 2006 Last updated 8:06 AM Jul. 26

PORTSMOUTH — Retired Master Chief Carl Maxie Brashear, the Navy’s first black deep sea diver, whose refusal to quit despite racism and grueling physical trauma inspired the movie “Men of Honor,” died Tuesday of heart and respiratory failure at the Portsmouth Naval Medical Center. He was 75.

It’s the same hospital where he recovered from a shipboard accident in 1966 that cost him his leg. And it’s where doctors, who took a personal interest in Brashear’s resolve, fitted him with an artificial leg and designed an exercise program that allowed him to return to diving for the Navy. He was the first amputee in naval history to be restored to active duty.

Brashear’s son Phillip took emergency leave from his duties as a U.S. Army helicopter pilot serving in Iraq to be with his father at the end.

“I would say he was a great educator,” Phillip Brashear said Tuesday. “Just by the way he lived his dreams he was an example, and maybe he changed some viewpoints for the better.”

Phillip said his father never thought of himself as a hero.

“He was a humble man,” he said. “He just thought that he did what he wanted to do and never let anyone stand in his way.”

Brashear had four children. The family had not finalized funeral arrangements Tuesday.

In 2000, actor Cuba Gooding Jr. portrayed Carl Brashear’s struggles onscreen in “Men of Honor.” “He is the strongest man I have ever met,” Gooding said. “He really was a pioneer, and his accomplishments continue to impact today’s sailors,” said Master Chief Petty Officer Kent Robarts, a master diver at Little Creek Naval Amphibious Base.

Born in Kentucky in 1931, Brashear joined the Navy in 1948 at the age of 17. For years, he endured daily struggles with racism in a recently desegregated military to become the first black diver in Navy history in 1953. On March 23, 1966, the salvage ship Hoist was attempting to recover a nuclear bomb lost off the coast of Spain after a collision between two Air Force planes, according to news accounts. Brashear was aboard when a stern mooring line of a landing craft pulled a steel pipe out of the salvage ship’s deck. As the pipe flew across the deck Brashear pushed another sailor out of the way, but the pipe struck Brashear’s left leg.

Doctors at an Air Force hospital in Madrid attempted to save the leg, as did doctors in Germany. When he arrived at the Portsmouth hospital in May 1966, an infection had grown worse. Doctors gave Brashear the option of fixing the leg with pins and braces, which would take years.

According to a 1989 interview published by the U.S. Naval Institute, Brashear refused the treatment and asked instead that the leg be amputated. “I can’t be tied that long,” he is quoted as saying in the interview. “I’ve got to go back to diving. They just laughed. 'The fool’s crazy. He doesn’t have the chance of a snowball in hell of staying in the Navy. And a diver? No way! Impossible!’ ”

Rear Adm. Joseph L. Yon, then commandant of the Portsmouth facility, took a personal interest in Brashear and worked out an exercise program for him. Brashear, fitted with an artificial leg, had to walk up and down a flight of stairs with 114 pounds strapped on his back to simulate scuba tanks. Yon was impressed and recommended Brashear remain on active duty. Brashear first had to convince the Bureau of Medicine in Washington, which he did, diving every day for five days in simulated depths of more than 200 feet.

In spring 1967, he returned to active duty and became executive officer of the Navy’s diving school barge. He advanced to the rank of master chief petty officer and became the Navy’s first black master diver. He retired in 1979.

Brashear was awarded the Navy-Marine Corps Medal for heroism for shoving the sailor out of the way of the pipe aboard the Hoist – one of almost a dozen decorations and medals he received in his career.

Work began on the “Men of Honor” movie in 1998. Originally titled “Navy Diver,” it was heralded at the Toronto Film Festival, where it received a standing ovation, and at the White House, where Brashear watched with President Clinton and his staff.

After his retirement, Brashear lived in Virginia Beach and became a pen pal to numerous amputees, some of whom would write or call him seeking solace.

His advice to them was simple: The limbless need not be listless .

The Associated Press contributed to this story.

I am the Light of the world

Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old, he will not depart from it. (Prov. 22:6)

Sunday, July 23rd. Today Chad, Alex and I visited a local church. Virginia Beach Beacon Baptist church (say that four times fast!) is located about 3.3 miles from our home. God blessed us with the gifts of our children and the awesome responsibility of parenthood. It is our desire to raise our children in the Lord, to build their lives on the Rock of Christ and upon a foundation of faith. Chad and Alex were very excited to attend worship services. Their faces beamed with glory and delight when they recognized the first song (they learned it during VBS this summer when we visited Aunt Carolyn and Uncle Gary in Alabama). My heart leaped with joy as I watched my sons worship our Heavenly Father in song and praise.

Chad was able to participate in children's church during the worship hour. Children's church is available for children ages 5 to 11. Alex attended a preschool class for children ages 3 to 4. His teachers commented on how sweet he is.

Three members of the church, Willie, Elizabeth, and Lori, stopped by on Tuesday evening, July 25th, to visit with us and invite us to worship again with them on Sunday morning. They came bearing gifts...homemade cinnamon bread and a lovely bookmark. The bookmark is inscribed with the word Dad, so Chad and Alex plan to mail it to daddy on the ship. The church also offered to mail daddy copies of the Sunday morning sermons so that Michael can listen to the message and we can "share" this time together, even oceans apart.

Please check out their website at http://www.vbbbc.org/

Saturday, July 22, 2006

This little froggy went...

Attached is a picture of our "moat" (as I call it). It is a water feature which came with our house (been in existence since the day of our walk thru on June 19th; realtor told me it was due to the heavy rains and the fact that we are at sea level).

It is home to numerous tadpoles (Chad and Alex have enjoyed watching the tadpoles grow) and of course is a mosquito breeding haven! Today it is to be no more. The concrete contractor is beginning the work to add an additional driveway space, a 5 foot sidewalk next to the house leading to the back yard, and a nice concrete pad (to store my garbage can and recycling bin) behind the privacy fence. HOORAY!

Speaking of tadpoles, which grow up to be frogs, the following is a great little story I read on a military spouse message board. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed reading it.

One day two frogs fell into a ten gallon milk bucket. They swam around for hours. One frog gave up and said, "What is the use?" He drowned. The other frog decided he couldn't afford to give up. So the frog kicked and kicked until the cream turned to butter. The frog that was persistant jumped out of the bucket. Just because some around you see the negative, you cannot afford to quit!

Friday, July 21, 2006

Happy Father's Day - June 18, 2006


We attended our first social function on Sunday June 18th with the EEFSG (Enterprise Enlisted Family Support Group). Because we are separated from Daddy this year, the EEFSG scheduled this event to honor Father's Day. It was a craft function; we decorated a pillowcase for Daddy, and we put our handprints onto this kingsize sheet, which was delivered to the "Big E" and displayed in the hanger bay. Our handprints are located in the lower right hand corner (next to the letter U).

The king size sheet arrived aboard the Big E. The following is a comment from Michael, written via email dated July 18, 2006...

"...my reaction to the sheet with all your handprints on it. I put my hand over each of yours and imagined that you were holding mine. I kissed my fingers and touched the sheet as if to tell each of you how much I miss you and how much I love you. Even as I write this I get all misty eyed just thinking of you and the boys and missing you so very very much."

ET1 Strunk....our daddy, our hero! We love you!

Hurry Up and Wait...

You have all heard it...Hurry Up and Wait!

Prepare quickly for an activity that has been delayed...hurry up and wait. Those who have ever been involved in the military knows what this phrase means, or if you have had a medical visit, or experienced air travel (arrive two hours early for your scheduled flight time, only to depart two hours late), or made a visit to your local DMV.


When I arrived unaccompianed (meaning without my active duty sponsor) to Virginia and renewed my DOD stickers (they were due to expire before the end of the deployment), I was told that my husband's (as active duty member) legal state of residence is Tennessee, but my legal state of residence is where we are stationed...in this case, Virginia. I had 30 days to transfer my TN license to a VA driver's license.

Now the irony in all this is that my TN driver's license expired March 2006. I paid the renewal fees to have it renewed, so it is good until my birthday 2011.

I checked online at the VA DMV website to make sure I had all the necessary documents to apply for a VA driver's license (2 forms of ID, valid driver's license, legal presence, i.e., certified copy of my birth certificate, social security card, verification of residence, i.e., copy of my most recent utility bill). I gathered the necessary documents together, put them into a nice manila folder and drove to the nearest DMV office....estimated wait time posted on the internet website... 21 minutes.

Arrived at the VA DMV (Hilltop office located on Donna Drive) and checked in....customer number C247...time stamp 11:06 AM. I took a seat among the masses, and waited for my number to be called. I filled out the Driver's License application form, and began to wait....and wait...and wait...

It was frustrating. Numbers were called with different prefixes (A, B, C, D, E, F, or G...depending on the service you needed). I felt as if I was waiting for the winning raffle ticket number to be drawn.

The gentleman sitting next to me, was customer B117, time stamp 11:13 AM. His number was called and completed his transaction in under an hour (he was renewing his sister's vehicle registration). He walked out of the DMV at 12:12 PM. He wished me good luck as he exited. I needed more than luck. I needed the patience of Job. Oh, the virtue of patience.

12:36 PM (that is the longest "21 minutes" of my life) my number was called to teller #3. I handed her the requested documents, passed the vision screening and paid my $20 for the new license. She took my application, both my PHOTO TN driver's license (expired Mar 2006), my valid, TN NON-PHOTO driver's license (exp Mar 2011), and told me to go to the end of the line and...you guessed it....wait...for my name to be called.

I walked down to the end of the line and found another seat. Time: 12:46 PM. My name was called shortly thereafter, and my social security card was returned to me. The clerk said, "Have a seat and smile". Within a matter of seconds my photo was taken. Again I was asked to wait. Within a few minutes, I received my new VA driver's license and walked out of the DMV and got into my car....time 1:06 PM.

DMV 21 minute wait time is equivilent to 2 hours.

This experience made me stop and think (one can do a lot of thinking in 2 hours time). Sometimes I need to slow down in my schedule and take time to encounter God. I need to take time to experience His power and His love for me in the present moment.

No matter where we are on life's journey, or what circumstances we encounter, God knows us completely and His timing is perfect. So, I encourage you, "Hurry up and wait"...on God!

Songs and prayers

I Timothy 2:1 “I urge then, first of all, that request, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone-for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness.”

A tradition in our home occurs every night before we tuck our children into bed...songs and prayers. One of my favorite pasttimes, is singing with my husband (he has the most handsome baritone voice), and singing to my children. I have sung to them each night since the day they were born. Chad and Alex know the songs well and now are old enough to sing along with me.

After reading a bedtime story, or two, we sing and rock in the chair together. After songs, we pray. We pray for Daddy who is serving our country to keep him safe and bring him safely home, we pray for each other, and for our family members. Alex makes sure to name each family member by name. No one is excluded.

Petitions and requests in our prayers change. Yet, one prayer remains the same. The prayer for our nation and its leaders. At the conclusion of each prayer, we ask God to bless America and our President. We remember those who have authority on behalf of our country, and we pray for them.

Please remember to pray for those in positions that have a worldwide effect. Please continue to pray for situations around the world so that God's peace will prevail.

The Power of Prayer

Psalm 121:1 “I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of Heaven and earth.”

Aircraft carriers are designed to deploy, not be moored to the pier. It is a war ship. And we are a nation at war. A global war against terroism, and a moral war of good versus evil.

In times of uncertainty and anxiety, we can look to the Lord and ask for his help and guidance. God's peace is one that passes all understanding. God cares for us and our circumstances. Uncertainty and anxiety is exchanged for peace, a stillness that quiets the storm.


Prayer: Thank you Father that only you can calm the storms of life. Whatever winds of change swirl around us, you are able to keep us in perfect peace. Help us to remember to ask you first for help when anxious moments stir in our hearts. Help us to lift up those that are serving in difficult surroundings. May they also look to you when anxious moments come, and may you give them peace.

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Ready on Arrival...


Here is a picture of the world's first nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, USS Enterprise (CVN-65)

Atlantic Ocean (May 7, 2006) - The Enterprise Carrier Strike group (CSG) transit the Atlantic Ocean in formation. The Enterprise CSG and embarked Carrier Air Wing One (CVW-1) are currently underway on a scheduled six-month deployment in support of the global war on terrorism. U.S. Navy photo by Photographer's Mate 3rd Class Joshua Kinter (RELEASED)

Strunk as a tour guide

"U.S. warship arrives in S. Korea" is an article posted July 18, 2006 on Military.com It states in the article that "it is the first time in 17 years or the Norfolk, Virginia based Enterprise to travel to Pacific waters."

In our years aboard the USS Abraham Lincoln (CVN-72), from August 2002 to March 2006, Michael experiences numerous West Pacs and is a veteran of Operation Southern Watch, Operation Iraqi Freedom, Operaton Enduring Freedom, and Operation United Assistance.

Michael has volunteered for "back to back" sea duty. We receive our transfer orders to the USS Enterprise (CVN-65). Michael anticipates Med Runs and looks forward to visiting the various port calls in the Mediterranean. He is currently deployed aboard the "Big E" in support of the global war on terroism.

From the Pacific Fleet to the Atlantic Fleet, only to return to Pacific waters. How ironic.

Home is where the Navy sends you

Welcome to our new family site. I created this blog site as a method to journal our experiences as a military family. Please note the title is somewhat incomplete. Rest assured that was no accident. It was intentional. The reason... every 3 years or so, we relocate to another duty station. In 2002, we were "the Strunks of South Carolina"...in August 2002 to March 2006, we were "The Strunks of Seattle"....and now, well, we find ourselves back on the East Coast living in VA beach. Thus, we are now "The Strunks of Virginia Beach". You see where I am going with this...

A friend of mine has a cross-stitch wall hanging which reads "Home is where the Navy sends you". True. Yet, a wise man once wrote to me, "Home is where ever you are."