Your questions answered: Did you know our members maintain our UHF radio system?

Since we posted about our commercial radios system yesterday, we figured it would be a good time to launch a new section where we answer your questions. We actually got lots of questions about the type of radios we use and how were able to deploy a commercial UHF radio system on a budget. A comprehensive radios system is vital to our mission when we are at conventions and events. With a limited budget each year we had to think outside of the box when it came to radio equipment and how we use and deploy it. We started with basic FRS radios at our inception expanded to inexpensive Baofeng radios. However, we found the Baofeng radios had limitations when used in large quantities. We did a cost analysis and found that we could obtain good used radio equipment for only a minor rise in overall cost. After a comprehensive look, we found the Kenwood TK-380 was a good fit for our radio needs. It is easily programmed has many advanced functions such as trunking and encryption over Baofeng and had low maintenance requirements.

After some field tests with the TK-380, we found these radios were durable and adaptable for many situations and configurations. They were superior to other radios we tested and the maintenance costs were inexpensive.  Our members found them easy to use and more reliable than our other radios. Our communication department developed an internal system to program, track and maintain our radio equipment to include routine servicing and software updates. We use to loose radio equipment due to lack of oversight, maintenance, and service. Now with our new systems and dedicated communications members, we are able to control our costs and enhance our radio system. This was a process that use to take a considerable amount of time now what use to take weeks-months to put a new radio equipment into service now takes only hours once it is received. Our members in our communication department put considerable time and effort into our radio system. 

To learn more about our charitable mission please have a look at the About Us section. To become a member of Operation Hammond please visit our volunteer page and fill out the volunteer inquiry form. If you would like to submit a question for us to answer please email info@operationhammond.com

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Better Call Saul, Junor Brown 

You drink one, drink two, drink three Long Island Iced Teas
But your buddy’s worse off and he throws you his car keys
Blue lights are blinking, four o’clock in the morn’
State trooper makes you wish that you’d never been born
Better call Saul, better call Saul

You wanna tell the world you’re in love with a girl named Fran
So you find an overpass and say it with a spray paint can
Blue lights start a-blinking, those handcuffs click
You know who to call and you better call quick

Saul, Saul, you better call Saul
He’ll fight for your rights when your back’s to the wall
Stick it to the man, justice for all
You better call Saul

Shopping at the Walmart, short just a couple of beans
There’s a George Foreman grill down the back of your blue jeans
They caught you at the checkout, the blue lights blink
Only one got a call ’cause the others all stink
Better call Saul, better call Saul (Better call Saul)

Your husband disappeared in the most convenient way
Now your troubles are gone, his insurance will surely pay
You get to the bank but the cops say, “Whoa!”
Who you gonna dial when they lock you down low?
Your customers are gone and your store is on the rocks
Spread around the gas ’cause it’s time to torch the stock
But you gotta move quick before you singe your own hair
Who knew there was a homeless guy sleeping in there?
Better call Saul, better call Saul (Better call Saul)

FBI finds kids trapped in your creepy van
You stay real cool and tell them you’re the ice cream man
But all that crying just gave you away
Who you gonna call to skip a prison stay?

You best call now, you hear?

 

Winston Churchhill 

“We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France,
we shall fight on the seas and oceans,
we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be,
we shall fight on the beaches,
we shall fight on the landing grounds,
we shall fight in the fields and in the streets,
we shall fight in the hills;
we shall never surrender,”

Rush Sprit of the Radio Lyrics 
Begin the day
With a friendly voice
A companion, unobtrusive
Plays that song that’s so elusive
And the magic music makes your morning mood
Off on your way
Hit the open road
There is magic at your fingers
For the spirit ever lingers
Undemanding contact
In your happy solitude
Invisible airwaves
Crackle with life
Bright antennae bristle
With the energy
Emotional feedback
On a timeless wavelength
Bearing a gift beyond price
Almost free
All this machinery
Making modern music
Can still be open-hearted
Not so coldly charted
It’s really just a question
Of your honesty, yeah your honesty
One likes to believe
In the freedom of music
But glittering prizes
And endless compromises
Shatter the illusion
Of integrity,

 

Hang ‘Em High- Drop Kick Murphys

 

We waited together for the cowards to come
Outgunned and outnumbered but we wouldn’t run
No mercy, no quarter
They’ll pay for their sins
Now lower the cannons the battle beginsWe waited together for the cowards to come
Outgunned and outnumbered but we wouldn’t run
No mercy, no quarter
They’ll pay for their sins
Now lower the cannons the battle beginsWe weighed anchor in anger, set sail for revenge
Hoisted the canvas turned her into the wind
We’ll hang ‘em high for justice and the whole world will see
Now off with their heads boys and bring ‘em to meWe waited together for the cowards to come
Outgunned and outnumbered but we wouldn’t run
No mercy, no quarter
They’ll pay for their sins
Now lower the cannons the battle beginsWe’ll rattle the sabers for the tyrants’ demise
Feed half to sharks and the rest to the flies
An honorable death for you would be too nice
I’d like to savor the moment and kill you twiceWe waited together for the cowards to come
Outgunned and outnumbered but we wouldn’t run
No mercy, no quarter
They’ll pay for their sins
Now lower the cannons the battle beginsThe battle begins

 

Blood Upon The Risers

 

(Sung to the tune of The Battle Hymn of the Republic)

 

He was just a cherry trooper and he surely shook with fright

as he checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight

He had to sit and listen to the awful engines roar,

And he ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

CHORUS:

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

“Is everybody happy?” cried the Sergeant, looking up.

Our hero feebly answered “yes,” and then they stood him up.

He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

CHORUS:

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock;

He felt the wind, he felt the clouds, he felt the awful drop;

He jerked his cord, the silk spilled out and wrapped around his legs.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

CHORUS:

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome;

The lines were snarled and tied in knots, around his skinny bones;

The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

CHORUS:

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

The days he’d lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind;

He thought about the girl back home, the one he’d left behind;

He thought about the medics and wondered what they’d find.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

CHORUS:

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild;

The medics jumped and screamed with glee, they rolled their sleeves and smiled;

For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

CHORUS:

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

He hit the ground, the sound was splat, his blood went spurting high;

His comrades were then heard to say, “A helluve way to die”;

He lay there rolling ‘round in the welter of his gore.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

CHORUS:

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the chute;

Intestines were a-dangling from this paratrooper’s boots;

They picked him up, still in his chute and poured him from his boots.

He ain’t gonna jump no more.

 

CHORUS:

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

Gory, Gory, What a helluva way to die

He ain’t gonna jump no more

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