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  1. J

    Bad day at Camp Cody.

    I had a map and some pictures of the WW1 army base of Camp Cody. The pictures showed all the tent sites lines up in rows in typical military fashion. I would detect an area and determine, by the amount of trash and other targets, where the street or walkways were between tent rows. It stood...
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    Concerning hydrogen cars and such.

    The post below about cars that could run on sea water reminded me of my experiences in the late 70's of using hydrogen gases to fuel steam furnaces. The PPG plant at Lake Charles, La, where I am retired from used salt water as the basic feed stock. An amazing amount of products was created...
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    A dime a day.......16D Mercury dime....AU 40

    My friend Angie and I lived in an RV park north of Deming NM. The park was full of mostly retired folks, most married but some single like Angie and I. Everyone knew that Angie and I were a twosome although we lived seperately on our own rigs. Some of the bachelor types would like to have...
  4. J

    The night I got shot in the head

    The recent post about the blonde who got shot in the head when the frozen biscuits exploded reminded me of a story about the night I got shot in the head. First.....the background. About 1970 I was a member of an Air Force training team training Laotian's how to maintain and fly C-47 gunships...
  5. J

    Personal social needs......and Dear Johns.

    One of the most devastating moments in a young military mans life is to be serving on a long overseas assignment and get a letter from his dearly beloved that goes something like this: Dear Johnnie, Oh how I hate to write, But I must let you know tonight that I married your first cousin, Billy...
  6. J

    The General with the good memory

    The year was 1963 and the place was Williams AFB, AZ. I was an aircraft electrical instructor on the F5 (Skoshi Tiger) airplane that was being bought by many foreign countries such as Norway, Greece, Turkey, Nationalist China, S. Korea, Phillipines, etc. We would bring about 50 of their...
  7. J

    A riding partner....first class

    Dirts recent story about his mountain bike accident recalled some old memories for me. In my late 60's while living in NM and AZ, I towed a utility trailer behind my RV with an ATV and a 200cc motor cycle. The ATV was a Yamaha Kodiak model, 350cc, 4 wheel drive with the split transmission...
  8. J

    A wood working story for Arky John :)

    I have enjoyed your woodworking story's and thought I would share this one with you. I had just a few months to go to complete my 20 years in the Air Force. They had moved me around so much that I had never been able to accumulate the woodworking tools I dreamed of....but knowing they couldn't...
  9. J

    A sobering moment......the great trash can caper

    This is a story about the most freightening moment I ever encounted in my 20 year military carrer. A moment of sheer terror unlike any other that I have ever experienced. I still wake up at night in a cold sweat, fighting and screaming, as this memory comes back to me. I have considered...
  10. J

    More airplane stuff........Part Seven

    Riley ane his helpers were buttoning up the cowling on #2 and we could see a fuel truck approaching from down ramp. Up ramp we could see that the diplomatic foo-fa-raa was breaking up. Good timing. Things were looking up. We were getting into the short rows now. The flight engineer was...
  11. J

    More Airplane stuff.........part six

    I got down off the maintenance stand as per Rileys request and was not in a good mood. Some harrasment from the El Sombreroan's I could understand but what they thought of as harassment mixed in with some Murphy's law and things could go bad in a hurry....and almost had. Was something else...
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    More airplane stuff........Part Five

    I stood out there by myself in front of the airplane for a few minutes, going over everything in my mind and wondering what more mistakes I could make short of getting someone killed. Im not adverse to a little excitement now and then just to spice things up but I had lost two men in the recent...
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    More airplane stuff.......Part four

    Ok......so I got ahead of myself on this story. May be old age or memory lapse but after Mexico City, we hit Guatemala next and then Nicaraqua second before going on into El Sombrero. This was a roudabout way of getting there but as I understood the purpose of this, it was to fly over certain...
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    More airplane stuff...........Part three

    Where were we......Oh yeah....Mexico City and heading south. I have always been fascinated by the way different people, when suddenly put together like our little group, would shake down and settle out into different factions and sub-groups and unlikely friendships. Here is some info on some...
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    More airplane stuff........Part two

    Our little shindig started taking shape the next morning as we gathered around our C-123 transport, got acquainted, and checked and rechecked for proper tools and supplies. It is embarrasing to get on the job somewhere at the end of the world and not have what you need to do the job. It can...
  16. J

    More airplane stuff..........Part one

    Sometime in late 67 I pulled into my new assignment at Englnd AFB, La., I couldnt miss the big sign saying "1st Air Commando Wing." And below that was the motto something like "Anytime, Anyplace." After they changed the name to Special Operating Forces, nothing changed, they kept us always...
  17. J

    Some military stuff--C123 aircraft--vietnam

    Here is an article that I got a kick out of and thought some of you might enjoy it. I have been in similar situations where the order of the day was to "make do" and it brought back memories. http://www.afa.org/magazine/feb2001/0201mule.asp The movies and lots of written literature doesnt...
  18. J

    Silver Bonanza!!

    I ended up in Deming NM about late 96. It is located in one of the more desolate high desert regions of the southwest and at first glance, doesn't appear very appealing. But I had met this tall blonde at a big "Loners on Wheels" rally at the "Slabs" in southern California and her next...
  19. J

    Comedy of errors........or job well done??

    This is another story about your intrepid Air Force men in blue during the Vietnam war. Maybe my sense of humor makes me remember a job well done as more like a comedy of errors but thats my way of remembering things. I think you will recognize the humor in this serious story. We Airmen had a...
  20. J

    My buddy Earl

    I treasure the memories of some friends I have made through the years. One such friend was my good buddy Earl, a true gentleman, a genius of sorts, and a man whose ingenuity and inquisitive nature often led to unintentional disaster. Earl was born of Scandinavian descent somewhere in the...
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