Comes word via ‘Phib that the undertaker’s list is out – and it is a long and grim one indeed. When the Ensign and commissioning pennant are hauled down for the last time and the final crewmember walks off the brow, the countdown clock begins – to a museum, the breaker’s torch or the…
“Two days after she learned that a roadside bomb had blown up her husband’s Humvee in Afghanistan, Dena Yllescas began typing her first blog post for family in Nebraska. Her daughters — ages 7 years and 9 months — were asleep. Friends, who had rushed over with casseroles and cigarettes, had gone home. The 29-year-old…
Ed note: We’re going to try something a little different here and change the POV for a couple of posts. Note that the events portrayed here are a conglomeration of many encounters over several years and do not represent any one interdiction flight. Think of this part as being ‘informed fiction’ and try not to…
It started with a letter (the old fashioned kind — pen and paper) that began "You don’t know me but we have a mutual friend…" It grew into a whirlwind relationship with precious time grabbed between squadron dets, workups and deployments and culminated on a humid Virginia Beach evening in August, twenty-five years ago by…
If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you. – Matthew 17:20 Sarah is one of those altogether rare folk that aptly fit the description “prayer warrior.” In the almost seven years…
This Thursday, 21 October 2010, marks the 50th anniversary of the first flight of the first purpose built AEW aircraft, the E-2 Hawkeye (actually, it was the YW2F-1). Designed around the radar, rather than adapting an existing airframe, the Hawkeye symbolized function over form – from the 24ft “rotodome†prominently perched over the fuselage, to…
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After 15 years I still do miss it. At times, terribly, because of the shipmates I had over the years. The noise of flight ops, the HCT-10 in my hydraulic shops on Ranger and Kitty Hawk, the Boatwain’s Pipe and on and on.
That funny looking trawler waiting off the VACapes. The Cape Henry Light coming over the horizon. Things like that. Yeah. I still miss it. Oh, how I do MISS IT.