Behold…The Empty Tomb!
It began with a phone call – “It always begins with a damn phone call…†the young LT thought morosely to himself. Any other time he would be drinking in the warmth of the Florida sun, enjoying the beach, such as it was, across the highway from Patrick AFB, but not this time.
Vikings. Hawkeyes. CODs. Prowlers. Whales (when they were still around)… Cats and dogs we were called. Didn’t go fast (‘cept down hill). Didn’t do afterburner flybys. Boss and Handler generaly tolerated ’em, barely, unless they went stiff wing in the wires, then all hell was unleashed. Usually got the back-end pick of the Ready Rooms…
Christmas comes at a time of year where we, perforce, count our blessings, tally our losses and generally reflect on the year past. We find this action common across national boundaries and racial divides and, all too commonly, it ends there. The accountants’ take of the past year and if the blessings outweigh the losses,…
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…
We noticed that Iran chose the recent occasion of the 27th observance of the start of the Iran-Iraq war to parade their latest thumb-nose Israel (and the rest of the world). While subject missile, and some other observations, are in the process of being written, we too recalled the occasion of the start of said…
Last couple of weeks we have been serenaded by Brood 2 offspring of the 1996 round of 17-year cicadas. With a background noise like a bad 50’s special effects soundtrack, they’ve been pretty constant but this weekend, overcome at times by the sound of Merlin and Wright piston engines as the CAF brought a P-51,…