Saturday, November 13, 2021

You’ve reached The Armadillo Files. Stand by for absurdity touched with reality.

Random Reader Things
This intro is all about “Girl Power.” That’s appropriate since the three things that drive the episode are from Darlene Foster, author of the Amanda Travels series. Her random reader things are Land Girls (aka Women’s Land Army), Bomber Jacket, and Spam.
Tidbits of Truth
There’s a touch of reality in this atom-punk fantasy. While I was preparing to start this serial, I mentioned “the Calutron Girls.” Last time they finally came into the storytelling. There are a number of books about these high school girls, most of whom were from eastern and middle Tennessee. You can learn a lot at this Wikipedia article too.
Another group of young women is also mentioned as a random reader thing — Land Girls, or the Women’s Land Army. That was a British civilian organization created in 1917, which was active during both World Wars. That group inspired a similar organization in the USA. Learn about the Land Girls here.
I can’t neglect Spam in these Tidbits. There were actually “Hormel Girls” driving around in Hormel cars, promoting the product. They were an all-female swing band and radio show (although their existence was slightly later than the time of this episode). Here’s one informative link about Hormel & Co. and Spam in various eras.
Previously in The Armadillo Files
It turned out that the big sister who got separated from the trick-or-treaters was officially missing. Fang and Dilly met the man they had seen in the woods one night — Harry. He was the one who had a foldable motorcycle. The woman with whom he rendezvoued that night was also missing. Harry insisted that the “Calutron Girls” disappeared if they found out about the wrong things. You can find all the past chapters by going to the categories on the right side of the screen. Click on Armadillo Files.
All aboard!
13 — What are they?
Trolley

Adult human male of mission era detected. Comparing reaction of the operative to his confidante, Delilah Faraday. Bio readings indicate Tatu Pinkerton is wary despite the overt friendliness he displays.
Faraday’s readings indicate a degree of distrust that came so readily it appears to be part of her basic personality. Also detecting… sympathy? Human emotions can be difficult to decipher. Collecting additional data to ensure correct determination of her reaction to the newcomer.
Operative Pinkerton appears to be trying to solicit information from the male. He used an excessive amount of food resources in attempt to do so. Allocating replication resources to production of Spam, since meat is in short supply in this time period.
Time Rate Oscillation Lithium Link Enabler Yttrion, TROLLEY now gathering intelligence to confirm male human’s statements.
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Dilly

My shirtsleeves had been fine while I worked up a sweat sweeping the walkways and tidying up around the trolley cars that were really TROLLEY, Fang’s spaceship. However, the weather took an abrupt turn to a cooler temperature while we sat eating brunch and talking to Harry Morgan. From what I remembered, that was typical of eastern Tennessee weather.
Excusing myself, I went inside, in hope of finding some kind of sweater or coat. My unexpected trip through space and time didn’t exactly allow me to pack a suitcase, and my clothes were suited to the weather of Cape Canaveral, Florida. The ship’s artificial intelligence could probably “replicate” something for me. Although I was cautious of using power resources, since I had zero understanding of how things worked.
It felt nosey for me to do it since he was outside, but I stuck my head into Fang’s quarters. Maybe I could find something in there.
“There’s something alright. It looks like a clothing store blew up,” I muttered aloud.
A knee-high pile of clothing was in the middle of the floor. Every color and style I could imagine created had been dropped in the heap. A fur trimmed leather sleeve caught my eye. I pulled out a wonderful bomber jacket. Trying it on for size, it was just right — except that it was too warm. I kept the jacket in case I needed it some other time.
Then I turned back to the fashion-filled pile. Fang had been going through clothes for both men and women. Considering the bright pink fishnet tights he wore the first time I saw him in human form, I wasn’t shocked. Although the sheer number of garments in the mound was astonishing.

It seemed that most sweaters for women were cropped, and came only a few inches below the waist. The breeze out there was cool, so I wasn’t sure either of the light-weight sweaters would be enough.
Beginning to feel like Goldilocks, looking for something “just right” I pulled out a menswear cardigan. It was heavy gauge wool and covered my hips. There were two big pockets in front, and one sleeve had white stripes around the upper arm. I donned the cardigan and went back outside.
Fang was taking a stack of newspapers from the bicycle’s basket. He pranced back and plopped down beside Harry. The dishes went sliding across the table as he spread the various newspapers. I caught a coffee mug in one hand and a gravy boat in the other.
In quick succession, Harry grabbed several of the golden-brown biscuits, rescuing them with startlingly good reflexes. I noticed Fang discretely eye his action in a sidelong glance.
My brows knitted. Had Fang deliberately spilled the remains of our brunch? Did he test Harry Morgan in some way? If so, was Fang interested in how Harry would react to the sudden mess, or the speed of his reflexes? Why would he care about either? Intrigued, I remained quiet. People often told me what I wanted to know — if I just gave them time to fill-in the silence.
“You mentioned Calutron Girls. What are they? Are they like the Land Girls in Great Britain?” Fang asked in a guileless voice.

His glance at me confirmed that he truly was trying to get a sense of what Harry knew. Or maybe he weighed the man’s honesty.
“They inspired a Women’s Land Army was here in the US too. But to answer you, no, not at all. The Calutron Girls aren’t picking up ordinary work that men were doing before the war. They monitor and maintain the calutron,” he paused at Fang’s seemingly curious expression. “A calutron is a mass spectrometer — an electromagnetic apparatus the war scientists invented. It separates isotopes depending on their masses,” Morgan started.
“It sounds like you might be a scientist yourself,” Fang interrupted, chin propped on both hands. “I’m sorry. Do go on.”
“Yeah, well… that didn’t work out so well. Call it philosophical differences. Anyhow, after the machinery was set up, the Secret City brought in a bunch of teenage girls, and trained them like soldiers, not to reason why. Their jobs are about monitoring dials and watching meters for the giant calutron, in those big buildings,” Harry added.
“What else are they doing?” Fang interjected. “Why all those gigantic buildings just for a mass spectrometer?”
“Oh, the calutron’s big alright,” Harry continued. “The government uprooted 1,000 families to buy enough land. Nearly 60,000 acres. Governor Cooper was none too happy about it. The complex itself covers more than 800 acres. The main buildings for the plant — for what the girls monitor are three 450-feet long, multi-story buildings. Then there’s the biology complex, which is huge. It’s the one with the tallest buildings. And buildings for other departments too. There are more people with doctorates living in the Secret City than any other place in the world. You’ve probably seen it from one of these ridges,” he finished, and pointed at the landscape.
Yes, I had spent most of a day, trying to see all that I could, but from a distance. Although I tried to keep my expression neutral.
“How the heck can they expect to keep all that secret?” Fang remarked rhetorically. “I heard bits of gossip while I was in town. About girls disappearing. That’s why I got all these newspapers. I didn’t see anything in the news about it, but there are some cryptic ads in the personal column that make me curious. People trying to get in touch with each other.”
“And that would be a way of keeping secrets,” Harry muttered.
Morgan’s tone was droll and his mouth twisted wryly. However, his calloused fingers gripped the coffee mug like they might strangle it. His flinty eyes gleamed with menace.
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Tater Pie performed by the Hormel Girls, circa 1947
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I get the feeling that there’s more to Harry Morgan than I expected. It seems like he have that tough-guy side after all too. Like I say, only the things know for sure.
The history, particularly military aspects of this story probably make it difficult… However, please remember that this is my sanctuary — a place for all of us to be safe and away from political and religious commentary. Kindly keep that in mind with your comments.
Hugs on the wing!
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And of course the plot continues to thicken!! Love it!
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Ha! Somehow that made me want stew. My lunch didn’t last long. It’s good to see you, Kirt. I’m happy you enjoyed this. Hugs on the wing.
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We have had a lot going on at this end (nothing negative) and I didn’t realize I had gotten that far behind!! Can’t say it enough….love your writing!!
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I’ve fallen way behind but looking to catch up. The history of the WLA is fascinating. All of it is actually…. There’s definitely something about Harry.
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Hi Jill. It’s great to see you any time you can visit. Yes, there are so many fascinating details about that era. Have a great new week. Hugs on the wing!
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I’m learning all kinds of historical tidbits from this story, Teagan. Some are quirky and some are downright scary. And now I’m wondering about Harry.
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Quite a contrast, isn’t it. I’m glad you’re enjoying it, Teri.
Harry’s sudden character development surprised me. Now I’m wondering about him too! 😀 Hugs on the wing.
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Wonderful done, Teagan! You are a senior lecturer in interesting history, too. Thank you so much, and have a nice Friday! xx Michael
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Haha. I actually did work as a substitute teacher, for a short time, many years ago.
I’m happy you enjoyed this, Michael. Happy Friday to you too. Big hugs!
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Another great episode. I’ve never heard of the Caltron girls, and love the history mixed in. xo
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Thanks, Denise. Even though I spent many years in that state, I had not heard of them until a few years ago. I’ve only seen a couple of articles about individual women. It seems all those billboards telling them to keep their mouths shut worked.
Have a brilliant new week. Hugs on the wing.
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I love the girl power and history, Teagan. Super episode!
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😀 Thanks, Jennie. I thought Gloria would enjoy it too. Hugs on the wing.
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Ooo… I must read it to her!
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The theme girl power was awesome, Teagan. Never knew this part of history. Fascinating and for sure we girls can do so much if we are given responsibility. Fang is pretty interesting as a character. Happy writing. Thanks for the wonderful photographs.
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I’m delighted you enjoyed this, Kamal. I agree with you completely. Thanks about Fang too. He is fun to write. Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing.
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Welcome always dear Teagan. Lovely story. Hugs to you too
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This episode was intriguing, and full of history knowledge.
I can’t wait to see where all this is going.
Hugs from Tater Pie in Cat’s Pyjamas!
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I’m happy you liked it, Resa. The Harry Morgan character is unexpected to me, since this is completely unplanned. I had thought there might be a dad for one of the Calutron Girls, or a young boyfriend. I totally didn’t expect Harry. Maybe he will add a lot to the story.
Hugs winging back to you.
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{{{hugs}}}
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That’s so interesting about the calutron girls, Teagan, (and the land girls and Hormel girls. I like all the real history that you’re adding in here. And loved the peek at the wardrobe. 🙂 Can’t wait to see what’s up with Harry. Happy Writing!
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I’m happy you liked the history, Diana. LOL and the wardrobe. I actually spent an inordinate amount of time, looking for public domain images of bomber jackets and of cardigans. I was surprised that I couldn’t find a suitable one of a 1940s women’s cardigan, since it seems like they were so popular then… Anyhow, thanks for reading and commenting. Hugs on the wing.
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It’s funny that with all the information on the internet, we would still have trouble finding what we need. Happens to me a fair amount.
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I enjoyed the episode, Teagan. I loved the historical parts. I also looked up One O’Clock Jump and discovered it was the first plane lost by the 303 bombing squadron. It went down while on a mission in France.
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There are so many historic details from that era, John. I was tempted to look into the plane when I saw that terrific name. Thanks for letting me know. Have a great weekend. Hugs on the wing.
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Hugs.
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Again, terrific, how do you do it! ! ! A great journey! ! !
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Thanks so very much, Ms. Frances. I admit that this time I felt like I was dragging up a 10-ton boulder when I wrote this one. I just couldn’t get in “armadillo mode.” 😀 I appreciate your feedback, and am relieved to know it turned out okay. Stay happy and sassy. Hugs on the wing.
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You must have to do plenty of research for these posts, Teagan. I also do and it is fabulously interesting but time consuming. Great to learn all this new information about the Calutron Girls.
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You’re right about the conflict between interesting and time. I do love it though. I’m happy that you enjoyed the results. Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing.
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Another fantabulous episode, Teagan. Love the characters and history woven into the story
My favorite way to learn.
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Thanks for that great feedback, Pat. Happy learning weekend. Big hugs.
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Winging their by return pixels m 💞
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Excellent episode. A lot of good history mixed in. The Calutron Girls could just as well have been called The Oak Ridge Girls. According to Wiki, Wally Fowler and the Georgia Clodhoppers played for the staff at the Oak Ridge National Laboratory so often, they changed their names to The Oak Ridge Boys.
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Ah, I see. Thanks for reading and commenting, Tim. Happy Caturday to all your kitties and hugs to you and Laurie.
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I think there’s more to Harry than meets the eye. Fang’s room sounds like it belongs to a teenager……from any generation! Can’t say he’s not well prepared as far as his wardrobe is concerned. With all Fang’s silliness, there is a clever brain that isn’t missing a trick. He’s always observing and assessing.
I think we’re in for a lot of twisted plots on this voyage!
Ginger
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I hope I can live up to that about the twists, Ginger. Harry’s sudden character development came as a complete surprise to me. Now I’m as curious about him as you are. 😀 I appreciate your feedback. Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing!
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Thanks for including me in this episode of the The Armadillo Files, especially since the theme is Girl Power! Amanda and I are big into girl power. I love how you used my random reader things in the exciting story. And I love Tater Pie! Sending hugs and kisses across the water. xo
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It’s good to see you again, Darlene.
Haha! Tater Pie was a wonderful find that had me smiling too, Darlene. I’m happy you enjoyed this episode. Big hugs winging back to you.
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All form my beloved-dearest time! You write from the bottom of my heart. 🤗🥰🙏🙏💖
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It’s lovely to see you, Magician. I hope you’re doing well. Thanks for visiting. Hugs on the wing! ❤
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Oh my dear, I am always there with you. I might have been lost in the mass!
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People tend to forget all that those women did and you wove their story very neatly into your own. Good job, Teagan!
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Thank you kindly, GP. The true concept really is stranger than fiction. I try to imagine being 17 or 18 years old, sitting in ad dorm after a day of work… Not knowing why you were doing what you did all day — but knowing that you’d get into trouble if you talked about work outside… I can’t imagine what must have gone on in their heads. (Wasn’t the high school graduation age a year earlier then? In Georgia, I remember my mother talking about there being one year less of school…)
Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing!
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I do not know about the home front school year. Due to the Great Depression, many people had to go to work to help the family out, rather than graduate. Such as Smitty, he had to quit school after 8th grade.
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Yeah… my dad didn’t even get that far, but his was a very rural area. My mother didn’t finish — she had a year to go. But that’s how the conversation about the number of required years came about. No doubt it varied from state to state too.
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I did locate this article though.
https://farzanasite.wordpress.com/edu-555/education-during-and-after-the-world-war-2/
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Thanks, GP. 🙂 I didn’t mean to send you out for research. I suspect you might enjoy that as much as I do. Happy Sunday.
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You suspect right!
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“ People often told me what I wanted to know — if I just gave them time to fill-in the silence.” That is a very insightful statement, it also tells us something about Dilly. The clothes on the floor in Fang’s room made me laugh. My piles were not as big or varied, but I heard similar expressions growing up from my parents (about a clothing bomb). True to form, you are weaving a fine story, Teagan. I feel more comfortable here each week. I hope you have a nice weekend,
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Thanks for calling out that line, Dan. That’s been my personal philosophy for decades. Giving it to Dilly made a tiny sprout start to grow in my mind for her character. Although, 10,000 (or so) words into the overall story, and I still don’t honestly have a feel for her. I keep seeing advice/commentary saying the narrator is often the least developed character. Maybe that’s part of it.
I appreciate this wonderful, encouraging comment. Considering I had a migraine most of the night, it helps even more. I’ll be over to your virtual bar for a red ale around my lunchtime. Cheers and hugs.
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I hope you’re feeling better now.
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Much better, thanks. Still headachy, but at least not the migraine. Now if only I can get into my groove with DoW…
Great job on your bar post today.
https://nofacilities.com/2021/11/13/john-mancini-visits-the-bar-socs%ef%bf%bc/
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Thanks – I’m glad to hear you’re feeling better.
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Ah, a clue to the disappearances. Good episode, Teagan!
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Many thanks, Priscilla. I had trouble getting my mind into “armadillo mode” this time, so I’m even happier that you enjoyed it. Hugs on the wing.
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Great episode Teagan. Lots of new information to sift through!
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Thanks, Fraggle. Indeed! I wanted to show the scope of the overall facility. Maybe not such an exciting chapter, but at least the mystery deepened. Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing!
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Reblogged this on Just Olga and commented:
Don’t miss Teagan Geneviene’s new episode in the Armadillo Files. There are secrets aplenty, many questions, and a promising character in the mix!
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Heartfelt thanks for reblogging, Olga. You’re a gem! Big hugs.
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We’ve learned a lot about what might be going on, got a great insight into Fang’s wardrobe, and there are many questions that need answers. And we have Harry as well. It’s getting more and more intriguing. Thanks, Teagan, a fabulous episode.
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I appreciate that feedback, Olga. Thanks for being on this zany TROLLEY. Hugs on the wing!
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Reblogged this on ravenhawks' magazine Magick for Mind Body and Soul and commented:
Harry Morgan is beginning to sound interesting and Fang is coming into his own it appears. Good chapter!
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Thanks for reblogging, Dyanna! I’m glad you think so. Harry went from a basic description last time, to suddenly developing when I wrote this last evening. Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing!
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