Monthly Archives: September 2012

“Que Est Non Pilatus, Est Non Faex”

This expression, “Que Est Non Pilatus Est Non Faex,” loosely translated, was said to mean: “If you ain’t a pilot, you ain’t shit.”  It used to hang on a sign that spanned the entrances between the 8th Flying Training Squadron … Continue reading

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“And So, How Do You Think I Like My Coffee?”

Sitting in the cockpit of a DC-9 one morning, just as passengers were about to board.  The Lead Flight Attendant, an attractive woman in her late 30s, sticks her head in and asks, “Would you guys care for anything to … Continue reading

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“I Still Have that Map, Sir”

In the mid-80s I was the Chief of Check Section in the 560th FTS.  It was our job to give check rides to students as a quality control measure.  For the most part they were all fairly straight forward, but … Continue reading

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Jake

I have a dog, Jake.  He is an English Springer Spaniel.  I love my dog… Folks occasionally ask how he came by his name.  I didn’t come up with the idea; I took it from another dog – another English … Continue reading

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Resonating…

This has been resonating in my mind since May (2012).  I know there I ‘nothing’ I can do about it; I get it.  But it still pisses me off! My two grand daughters came to Ohio to visit their father … Continue reading

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Birthdays…

In early September 1957 we were on our way to Puerto Rico (PR) aboard a ship. Dear Ole Dad had been stationed at Ramey AFB, PR.  It was on that trip that I had my 11th birthday. There were 4 … Continue reading

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