JOM Regular "daddy" was at a JOM meet-up in the Greatest City in the World last Saturday. As folks here know, he passed away last week. His final post:
Good Evening! Great meet-up yesterday with Peter and the 2 Jim's. Met Peter first at the Strand and really had a ball prowling the stacks with him. I picked up 2 hard to find VDH Military History books, then a third book on DNA that Peter recommended. It's fun prowling bookstores with a friend like Peter as there are so many topics of mutual interest that catch ones eye while prowling, and each leads off into fun discussions of what we studied in college or traveled to before or have current interests in.
He's off to visit northern Italy shortly so he hit the guidebook section, then we got lost in the Aussie History section, then the Civil War section, then struck-out looking for Custer's My Life In The Plains, but hit pay dirt over in the Science/Astronomy section with another Martin Gardner book, since Gardner was a topic on JOM just last week.
Then JimmyK showed up and we had a nice walk over to the small Ukrainian Museum, which I thought was plenty fun since JimmyK's family is from the Ukraine and that gave opportunity to ask him interesting questions about that. Then of course we hit the Barnacle Bar with Scottish barmaid Jody, and then Jim nj showed up and fun jabbering ensued for hours and hours, and after Peter and JimmyK left Jody kept getting better and better looking, so somewhere along the line I explained to her that a "Jody" was a military chant and I was belting out "C-130 rolling down the strip" by the time Barmaid Jody had had enough of us and threw us out, but she ordered us both to go eat pizza across the street to soak up the beer that was making us both crazy, so we did, and we then cabbed back to the hotel and both passed out hard in about 5 minutes.
This morning, while JimmyK was not going to School due to snow cancellation, and while Peter was not going to Jury Duty due to snow cancellation, Jim nj and I gradually dragged ourselves out of bed and pounded tea and coffee to wake up. Then we cabbed down to the Staten Island Fairy and jumped on a Ferryboat. Jim nj is great on history and pulled out an atlas of New York, and did a great job explaining the history of what I was looking at, both on the Jersey shore and in Yankee-land.
Sped by Miss Liberty, then Governors island, and on return did Battery Park and learned a ton there. Who knew that 8 million immigrants arrived at Battery Park for Immigration screening in the years before the construction of Ellis Island to take over that job---not me. Next we hit the Custom's House, a gorgeous building Jim's Grandfather worked at back during WW1, and then we toured that building since it has now been turned into The American Indian Museum and had some really interesting displays.
We followed that by strolling up Broadway, past Trinity Church, and then a visit to the 2 Towers Memorial Plaza, but since Jim nj had worked there we did not dwell on it. Then further on up past the great architecture of the Woolworth Building, and a few other neat places like City Hall and the National Archives, and then to finish it off we walked across the Brooklyn Bridge out to the first support structure. By then we were beat and our feet hurt so we stopped for more Pizza since we both thought barmaid Jody would approve, and then he headed home to Jersey and I cabbed back to the Hotel to try to see if my co-pilot is interested in heading out for a brew, so if you'll excuse me...
Remember the good times.
We are ALL going to miss Daddy. When I was the head of the overnight crew, he'd crack my ugly ass up with his late night gifs.
This oldie by goodie goes out to Rob, in Paris, Beijing, Hong Kong, Indianapolis Anchorage.
Hell he gets around.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KnPL5OXSBNE
Posted by: GUS | March 10, 2019 at 03:10 PM
Caro,
Lobster Mac & Cheese is a fave of mine. Find it a lot in Florida, and in The Hamptons.
Posted by: Jim Eagle | March 10, 2019 at 03:10 PM
sbwaters,
I well remember meeting you and Mrs. sbw years ago. I also felt I had known you for quite some time.
One of the miracles of the internet is that if we let down our guard and revea a bit of ourselves, we form lasting connections.
So God bless Mr. McGuire and those who invented the internet. Without it, I would be a very lonely woman.
Posted by: MissMarple2 | March 10, 2019 at 03:12 PM
Just got to the airport gate at DTW. I got a message from Barbara this morning that I’m sure she wouldn’t mind me posting. I will try to post the pics she alludes to later. I got a bit choked up seeing them.
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The girls and I spent last night reading all the heartfelt comments. He was truly blessed to have such wonderful friends. We tried to log on to retrieve his posts but the account was disabled. If you have any idea how those might be retrieved for our family, the girls and I would be very grateful.
I am attaching 2 photos from his arrival in Anchorage Friday night. We were overwhelmed by the number of crew members that came out to pay their respects, while a bagpiper played Amazing Grace.
This will be a short note as I am taking the dogs out for a walk and hugs before heading to his service.
Thank you for being his friend and helping us through this difficult time. Talk to you soon.
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I will try to help her out to get on JOM to see daddy’s posts. Not sure what the issue is since you only need an account to post. But I’ll send her a link to this thread.
The first time I met daddy was at George Keeley’s On the UWS. He had gotten there before me and already was enjoying a pint. He had brought a gift of the then contraband Kinder Eggs to give to my daughter. We had been discussing on JOM previously the ridiculous ban on them, so the gift was perfect. We talked like old pals even though we’d just met.
It was the first of three meetups with him that I was privileged to have. Godspeed, daddy. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
Posted by: jimmyk | March 10, 2019 at 03:12 PM
And I hope hits still lurking, please consider coming home, life is short my friend.
Posted by: Rocco | March 10, 2019 at 03:15 PM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8g1HtpTonJI
Best line in the song.
I'VE GOT THE PINK SLIP DADDY.
Posted by: GUS | March 10, 2019 at 03:15 PM
I don't drink beer too much either sbw, and mainly when it's 90 degrees, so I am substituting a Negroni. I bet daddy would have liked it, and I know he doesn't mind. I think it would have been perfect on a summer afternoon at a table in the cafe across the street from Notre Dame he favored. I've used the bathroom there, because I knew of it from his post!
Gin/ Campari/red vermouth 1:1:1. Orange peel, if you have it.
I would LOVE if one of you research-savvy peeps would compile a list of his favorite spots and the cities they are in. I would n't know how to begin.
Maybe we can contact the Fed Ex Pilots and get them from his colleagues.
Posted by: anonamom | March 10, 2019 at 03:17 PM
jimmyk,
I have a Kinderegg on my nightstand that he gave me the last time he was in Indy!
Posted by: MissMarple2 | March 10, 2019 at 03:17 PM
My Mother passed 8 years ago last month.
She was from Scotland. A friend played Amazing Grace on the bagpipes at her funeral.
Posted by: GUS | March 10, 2019 at 03:18 PM
Jimmy, it’s probably bloody typepad. She could sign up on her own, but she would have to copy and paste.
Posted by: Jane | March 10, 2019 at 03:18 PM
anonamom,
I am drinking an early martini.
Posted by: MissMarple2 | March 10, 2019 at 03:18 PM
rocco, I'ved passed your message on to hit via Twitter.
Posted by: anonamom | March 10, 2019 at 03:19 PM
How do we sign on to the memorial page?
Posted by: clarice | March 10, 2019 at 03:19 PM
Jimmy,
I got one of those banned kinder eggs from Daddy too, and promptly ate it.
Posted by: Jane | March 10, 2019 at 03:21 PM
https://www.legacy.com/obituaries/adn/obituary.aspx?n=robert-a-flynn&pid=191770955&fhid=9292
Posted by: anonamom | March 10, 2019 at 03:21 PM
Clarice,
I think this is what you are looking for.
https://www.legacy.com/obituaries/adn/obituary.aspx?n=robert-a-flynn&pid=191770955&
then click the Guest book
Posted by: Strawman Cometh | March 10, 2019 at 03:23 PM
Yes, Daddy was an Irishman. Like GUS.
Posted by: GUS | March 10, 2019 at 03:24 PM
Thanks, amom.
Posted by: clarice | March 10, 2019 at 03:26 PM
Read one daddy's prior posts that someone here posted. It was dated 2005! I had no idea this blog has been around that long. I think I've been here maybe 4 years and I have no memory of how I found it. Several years ago when my Cubs were in a playoff game that was going to extra innings daddy said he would keep posting with me until the game was over. I don't remember who won but just the fact daddy did that was a big win for me.
Posted by: Texas Liberty Gal | March 10, 2019 at 03:30 PM
daddy's pub in Paris was The Great Canadian. They don't have a website yet but they do have a FB page which I am linking below:
https://www.facebook.com/tgcparis/
Posted by: Jim Eagle | March 10, 2019 at 03:30 PM
You are all so wonderful & just like Daddy, I’ve enjoyed your company. So saddened to see him go but relieved to learn it was fast. The news still stings though... I suppose the good Lord needed him up there in the heavens to tend to a more important issue that just couldn’t wait. You’ve each basically stated how I feel of Daddy! Quite the gentleman, kind, articulate & so damned funny! I laughed out loud. You went on trips with him across the globe, as if you were walking right beside him! He had so much to share & did so without a bad word toward anyone here. I think it was he or he shared in a conversation with a few other history buffs about this old book he was reading..of Magellan’s journey to the Americas...??? I was absolutely fascinated over the exerts he shared here. I’m getting old & confused but his love of history amazed me & I wish I remembered the name of that book he treasured. I believe it would make a great contribution to that library he was so found of helping!! I also regret not commenting on how appreciative I was whenever daddy shared his thoughts & what books inspired him or why. I loved his love of his momma & his daughters & dogs & many of you JOM friends! too many to count! This news was a shock to me & I’m no good at expressing my thoughts well or since learning that Daddy died. All I know is that this world justvlost one of the best men I’ve gotten to knowhere at JOM
Rest In Peace dear Daddy! My thoughts & prayers to his wife, Barbara, his beautiful daughters & the many dear friends left behind .
Take care everyone - the best to each & every single one of you!
Posted by: Bela1 | March 10, 2019 at 03:32 PM
Clarice, the guest book closed to new comments last night.
Posted by: henry | March 10, 2019 at 03:32 PM
jimmy k, I am not in Michigan, as my mother's surgery was cancelled. Long story here, but the blood marker that indicated the pelvic mass found incidentally New Year's weekend when she was admitted for pneumonia and found to be juandiced, so had a CT---good news, no pancreatic cancer; not so good news, there's a softball sized mass where your ovary should be--that had hit 246 mid January was NORMAL when repeated this week with her pre op labs.
I finally reached her surgeon--he was vacationing last week too---and he agreed, we don't need to be operating on 86 year old lady w a fib, mitral regurge and a pacer for what may well be a benign cyst she may have had for decades.
Other things can make that blood test--CA-125---be elevated, but I am fine with going with a miraculous cure here. ;-) Mom says it's all the ginger tea she's drank since reading it may prevent metastises. She had sauer krout and liver sausage and beets and a poppy seed roll last week when my cousins brought my aunt by for lunch and cards.
Posted by: anonamom | March 10, 2019 at 03:32 PM
Remembering Daddy: You wore many hats...Husband, Father, Pilot, Historian, Friend, Dog Pack Leader. Thank you for the adventures you shared, the laughter you spread, and the dignity of a life well-lived. You will be missed but never forgotten. May God Bless and protect those you have left behind, knowing that your legacy lives on in all of us.
Posted by: cindyk | March 10, 2019 at 03:39 PM
Oops - Excerpts ...
Posted by: Bela1 | March 10, 2019 at 03:42 PM
jib-
do you know who daddy used to book those walking tours he loved to do in Paris and then write about?
His family might like to know his peripatetic Paris jaunts.
Posted by: rse | March 10, 2019 at 03:45 PM
New thread for the unpaternal.
Posted by: Ralph L | March 10, 2019 at 04:00 PM
I remember looking for Daddy’s pub in Paris as we toured Norte Dame this summer.
We had a gelato in his honor.
What a tremendous tribute to daddy from his friends at JOM.
Cindy’K, Bela1, Hit and Centracal and even new people.
We need your voices here and want to get to know you better.
Daddy would have liked that we broadened the circle and became inclusive.
Wonderful comments today.
Keep them coming.
Posted by: D | March 10, 2019 at 04:07 PM
Im glad there's a new thread where we can blather about political stuff.
But still post memories here and come back to check...
Posted by: JimNorCal | March 10, 2019 at 04:11 PM
Just remembered an incident that happened Thursday when we were coming back on island that was so typical of something daddy would want to hear about. We we in the 1st lane next to the grassy berm down to the water’s edge at the ferry lot. People bring their dogs to this area for a potty break. I happened to notice a lady with a couple fairly large dogs bring them over without my paying too much attention. A few minutes later I see her bring another and then another. Finally I watch her going back to her rig and realize that she has a truck with a critter hauler that had a musher sled on top. Before she is done, she must have pulled close to a dozen sled dogs out and back in her truck. Some were stuffed into little cubbyholes at about her head height and she had no trouble getting them in and out of each one, plus some that were escorted in and out of the backseat of the cab.
So, what didn’t make sense was why she was heading to the islands, unless she was coming back from a musher race.
Posted by: Manuel Transmission | March 10, 2019 at 04:14 PM
Thanks amom, Jane.
Posted by: Rocco | March 10, 2019 at 04:14 PM
rse,
Discover tours are free and in English. I don’t think daddy paid for the tours and I believe Discover are the only free ones. I’ll ask my SIL if there are others.
Posted by: Jim Eagle | March 10, 2019 at 04:20 PM
Rocco:
I love Boyz to Men.
Thank you.
MT:
She probably was.
Daddy loved those dog races.
Any time you asked a question of him, daddy would search for the answer.
He was a teacher in his own right.
Posted by: D | March 10, 2019 at 04:25 PM
I just posted an entry in the guestbook; they accepted it and said give them up to 24 hours to review.
"No man or woman really knows what perfect love is until they have been married a quarter of a century."
- Mark Twain's Notebook
He loved Mark Twain and also loved his amazing family. May God bless and keep them always.
Posted by: Past is Prologue | March 10, 2019 at 05:01 PM
daddy's favorite pub in Memphis was The Happy Mexican.
I think he preferred the one downtown but it could be the one out east near the airport and FedEx Land.
http://happymexican.com/
Posted by: Jim Eagle | March 10, 2019 at 05:09 PM
Does anyone remember daddy's favorite pub at Narita, the one with the dog?
Posted by: Jim Eagle | March 10, 2019 at 05:11 PM
In Honolulu, daddy's prefer bar stool was located in Lulu's.
http://www.luluswaikiki.com/
Posted by: Jim Eagle | March 10, 2019 at 05:25 PM
Another thing daddy did for us was to transcribe radio and TV shows? There would be some interesting topic on Rush or a despicable Dem being interviewed on Meet The Press, and daddy would fire up the ole laptop to get a running account of the action.
He was one fast typist!
Posted by: JimNorCal | March 10, 2019 at 05:37 PM
In the spirit of offering a small contribution to filling the impossible void left by this man's loss, I will volunteer to find a link next year to the 2020 Iditarod mushers, God willing.
Posted by: Extraneus | March 10, 2019 at 05:40 PM
Thank you, Tom Maguire!
Prayers for daddy and his family...
Posted by: Beasts of England | March 10, 2019 at 05:55 PM
I have that info JIB and pix. The problem is it takes me 1/2 hour to get back to January, so you are going have to wait til I have time and patience. I think the dog was called INOP.
Posted by: Jane | March 10, 2019 at 06:17 PM
Mr. Maguire,
Thank you for this thread.
You are a great purveyor of a fine establishment.
Buba
Posted by: bubarooni | March 10, 2019 at 06:29 PM
I first met Rob on his only flight in and out of Chicago of 2009, at his favorite walkable Irish haunt, Fado, where I had driven in like mad from demoing our new house so I could spend all of 45 minutes before having to get back. He had the one beer while I had two coffees. He bought, but it was quiet at the back where we'd hidden.

The second time was when we teamed up in Indy to surprise MM and her grandson at Harry">http://www.harryandizzys.com/">Harry & Izzy's , an Indy steakhouse walkable from Rob's hotel. I was early, so we shuffled into Starbucks for a late morning jolt and caught up. Just like we had just left each other on this site. Had a lovely time with MM and her grandson later. Always thought Rob was probably the nicest man that ever was, and something to aspire to from my not so soft floor trading days. We always texted and he always called me by my old screen name. If I could think of any way to send him out, it would be New Orleans style, where you get your one sad song, traditionally "A Nearer Walk With Thee", before celebrating the life now lost with "The Second Line" of only joy.
Here's Juanita's Second Line as Rob should have gotten.
A sad thing to have to write, I do miss him.
Posted by: Melinda | March 10, 2019 at 07:07 PM
RIP, Rob.
I will miss you.
God bless you and your family.
Posted by: Threadkiller | March 10, 2019 at 07:22 PM
"A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life."
Charles Darwin
Rest in Peace, Daddy.
Posted by: Stephanie Nene Not Your Normal Granma | March 10, 2019 at 08:56 PM
God bless you, daddy.
Posted by: Porchlight | March 10, 2019 at 10:34 PM
Dave(MA) found this snip of conversation which may be the first post of daddy.
https://justoneminute.typepad.com/main/2005/03/good_news_it_wo.html
Allow me to say as an airline guy flying worldwide etc, the maxims we learned as kids are all hosed up. Doing your homework as a kid while listening to tunes or watching TV, instead of being detrimental actually had some positive value for us international pilot guys. We gained experience in being able to read books or Playboys, plus being able to listen to HF radio Australia or the VOA or the BBC, all at the same time as we were able to discern when Japanese or Chinese ATC was giving us vectors or descent instructions. However, if we're talking the French, negative. Those dispicable creeps are so crappy in the ATC arena, you actually got to put down your extraneous input and pay attention, 'cause they are so miserable at what they do. I doubt this added to the conversation, but what the hell, I'm playing a video game.
Posted by: daddyl | March 13, 2005 at 10:39 AM
Our host TM (?) responds:
"I doubt this added to the conversation, but what the hell, I'm playing a video game."
LOL. Frankly, I am not sure how one might *subtract* from this conversation, but that is entirely my own fault.
Posted by: TM | March 15, 2005 at 09:21 AM
And then our Kim weighs in:
Pilots use more of their visual field without having to move their eyes than most people. Is there any association between successful piloting and ADD? I'm of the belief that Attention Deficit Disorder has some survival value, possibly in battle, or arenas where easy distractibility might be useful, like scanning the skies, or being able to respond to unexpected stimuli from 360 degrees in 3 axes.
Posted by: kim | December 06, 2005 at 10:09 PM
Posted by: JimNorCal | March 10, 2019 at 11:01 PM
i don't know if some of you remember this, but daddy once posted that he was born with a condition in which his colon was defective. He told me, in response to my comment about the plague and antibiotics, that he would not have lived past infancy except for the fact that surgical techniques learned by field operations in World War II made it possible for him to be operated on and survive childhood. So we all owe a debt of gratitude to the field surgical units of the US Army of WWII era that we were able to benefit from their courage and experience.
Just read this when we watching Hacksaw Ridge...
Posted by: PDinDetroit | March 10, 2019 at 11:13 PM
Belated thanks to Tom Maguire for this thread, very thoughtful
Posted by: pegleg52@ | March 11, 2019 at 08:26 AM
Oh daddy! How could you leave us?
Posted by: JM Hanes | March 11, 2019 at 02:22 PM