tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69203499208509515052012-02-16T07:48:32.936-08:00CQ de YO8RCD , op. Costin , QTH Barlad (KN36UF)Constantin Rusuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12959087644397138179noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920349920850951505.post-79572194120332413262012-01-19T13:30:00.000-08:002012-01-19T13:30:14.229-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zNfZ-7j6XmY/TxiK2xM60kI/AAAAAAAAA0o/qFo0VOewA0g/s1600/DSCI0175-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zNfZ-7j6XmY/TxiK2xM60kI/AAAAAAAAA0o/qFo0VOewA0g/s320/DSCI0175-2.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Marin Paicu, YO4DCF, in vizita la YO8RCD.</div><div style="text-align: center;">19.01.2012</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920349920850951505-7957219412033241326?l=yo8rcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Constantin Rusuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12959087644397138179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920349920850951505.post-51756552316120783012012-01-07T10:27:00.000-08:002012-01-07T10:27:38.070-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSKlkw-QNZo/TwiOIXhYDII/AAAAAAAAAz8/v2cgLItByZg/s1600/DSCI0144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSKlkw-QNZo/TwiOIXhYDII/AAAAAAAAAz8/v2cgLItByZg/s320/DSCI0144.JPG" width="290" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">21.12.2011</div><div style="text-align: center;">Neculai Dulgheru, YO8BCK, in vizita la YO8RCD.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920349920850951505-5175655231612078301?l=yo8rcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Constantin Rusuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12959087644397138179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920349920850951505.post-69906568199934797652011-04-12T16:44:00.000-07:002011-04-13T09:19:19.870-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYwJfWfdJCc/TaT0L-FJx6I/AAAAAAAAAfY/VFY7FYhldJo/s1600/1tata.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="249" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYwJfWfdJCc/TaT0L-FJx6I/AAAAAAAAAfY/VFY7FYhldJo/s320/1tata.jpg" /></a></div><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Dupa o lunga si grea suferinta, marti, 12 aprilie, la aproape 2 luni dupa ce a implinit 73 de ani, a plecat sa faca un QSO cu Divinitatea, undeva printre stele, <b>Dumitru (Tache) Rusu YO4RFQ</b> din Lungesti , GL . Cunoscut radioamatorilor din YO8, a obtinut licenta de radioamator in 1984 la Barlad. Avea putine QSO-uri realizate si a apreciat pasiunea mea pentru electronica si unde radio. A fost de-a lungul timpului civil intr-o unitate militara, primar intr-o comuna galateana la doar 27 de ani, sef de depozit, gestionar la un magazin universal, administratorul unei cantine, sef de ferma si om bun la toate. Sot, tata si bunic. <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Nu te vom uita niciodata, tata!</b><br /><br />-.-</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920349920850951505-6990656819993479765?l=yo8rcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Constantin Rusuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12959087644397138179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920349920850951505.post-71779169355842037082011-04-10T14:06:00.000-07:002011-04-10T14:11:20.384-07:00Duminica , 10 aprilie 2011 . <br />La Suceava a nins . Bate vantul rece si spre nord sunt nori negri .<br />In ciuda verdelui crud din fata ferestrei , nu-i vreme de iesit afara . <br />Dupa 16:30 , ne imbarcam sa facem o plimbare .<br />Cu toate gropile din drum . suntem in fata portii inainte de ora 17:00 . Ne intampina "zambind" Lusa (Lusha) , o catelusa neagra . Intram in casa si , dupa cateva vorbe de bun gasit , ies sa instalez o antena de satelit unui vecin , prilej sa-mi adun gandurile . Rezolv repede , mai ales ca totul era pregatit de acasa . Doar o lapovita marunta si rece ne mai intarzie un pic . Ma reantorc . Casa plina . Povestim , ne amintim diverse , totul pare normal . YO4RFQ asculta . Doar atat mai poate . Saptamanile trecute avea momente cand nu ma cunostea si simteam ca mor . Astazi nici n-a deschis ochii . Doar i s-au umezit la plecare . Drumul a fost mai lung la intoarcere . Am condus incet pentru ca toate gandurile mele erau aiurea . <br />Unde s-o fi grabind ?! Am atatea sa-ti spun , tata !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920349920850951505-7177916935584203708?l=yo8rcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Constantin Rusuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12959087644397138179noreply@blogger.com0