Attached is the now-declassified 1973 history of satellite reconnaissance, publishing within the National Reconnaissance Office at a time when we could not say, “National Reconnaissance Office.”
In 1919, Her Majesty’s Stationary Office again published Sir John P. Hewett’s, “Some Impressions of Mesopotamia in 1919.” I’ve no idea why anyone would every read it – unless, of course, you’re me.
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before