Sunday, January 11, 2015
The Blue Angels Over Lake Washington (Seattle)
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Moving a NASA 747 to Permanent Display
Click on this link
to watch an amazing move of one of the NASA 747 SCA (Shuttle Carrier Aircraft)
to permanent display at the Houston Space Center. Click here for a more complete history of the 2 747s NASA has used over the past
40 years. I’m particularly fond of this
aircraft because it was built right here in Everett, Washington.
Super-Sized Formation Flight
Saturday, January 3, 2015
My Dallas Reunion Experience by Steve Sachs
About three months before the reunion, I got a call from Dave Nelson,
one of the TO’s I had flown with in the 225th in Viet Nam. This is the
first time I talked to any of the TO’s in 45 years. He had just heard
about the Association and happened to come across my name. He contacted several
other TO’s and they were going to Dallas. He asked if we were going. I said I
would go. Much to my surprise, there were 4 other TO‘s, a tech-supply
specialists and of course, Gordy Darragh from the Photo lab, Sgt Perez,
Cpt Baugh and others. All in all, about 35 folks from the 225th came
to the reunion.
When we met in Dallas, I am embarrassed to admit, I only
recognized one TO - Arlan Lando. This is really bad. He saved our
lives, but I didn’t know his first name. We flew together many dark
nights. On an IR flight, we were in the central highlands and I fell
asleep. When I woke up, Arlan had made a 180-degree turn and had us on
the correct heading for our next leg. If we had just continued on the
heading, we would have crashed. I don’t remember what I said to him, but
a belated thanks is in order.
When we returned to Phu Hiep to debrief, I looked at the
dirty coffee cups, the sour cream and stale coffee. I just pushed it all off
the table onto the floor. My roommate was Capt. A J McAllister, the
head spook. He was responsible for the nasty coffee. He never said
a word about my juvenile behavior, but we had fresh coffee, clean cups and
fresh cream from then on. I don’t remember falling asleep on another IR
flight.
We went to a ranch in Dallas Friday evening. TO Dave
Nelson was the gentleman that danced with the young lady leading the
festivities. Brenda and I ended up the only couple on the floor for one
song. We appreciate all the thunderous applause at the end of the song,
but Dancing with the Stars has not called. We were invited to sit with
the TO’s for the show and supper and had a great time. Dave sent me a few
pictures from Phu Hiep playing volley ball. Man, that brought back
memories. In one picture, there was a wall between two of the
barracks. None of us remembered the wall. One person suggested that
was Officer Country.
Dallas caused me to think. In Vietnam, I had never appreciated
the work these folks did to make our flights safe. I know I never thanked
them before I left. 45 years too late. We are doing well, getting older
and have different recollections of what happened years ago. Thanks Dave,
Bob, Arlan, Gary and all the rest for a great time in Dallas.
More to the point ... THANKS for all you guys did for us 45
years ago.
Steve
Sachs, a very old gray haired 225th Mohawk pilot.
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