Ever wonder where your jet wound up? Put in storage at AMARC or maybe flown as a drone and then blew away by some F-22 jock. The lucky ones get put in museums or on a stick or maybe they’re a Gate Guard.
I was a Flight Chief as a Staff Sergeant in the Air Force.
It was 1983 at Laughlin AFB, Texas. I was working in Whiskey Flight in the T-38 Branch when Chief Melton called me to his office. When I got there, my neighbor and friend Alan Jones was already there. The Chief got right down to business.
Sylvia Wagner-DeWall is an amazing woman. She escaped the Church of Scientology with her Family and Marraige intact.
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Yes Loyal Readers, our Gallery is back. After a two year hiatus caused by my ISP Bravenet and my gallery shell Piwgo doing upgrades to make things “better”. The combination of upgrades prevented me from uploading new pictures. There’s 10 years of work in our gallery and we didn’t want to lose and get a [...]
We were reminded to not pull people off of weekend duty to play.