Wow! Can it really be 42 years since I grabbed my wings, hopped in the car, and left Columbus in the dust—all the time hoping that ATC wouldn’t come to its senses and revoke my aeronautical orders. I was off to find the “real Air Force.”
Here’s how it went:
1970-1974: EC-121 pilot, 552 AEW&C Wing, McClellan AFB, CA. A great time and place, but the job left a lot to be desired. After spending 180-220 days a year TDY to Korat, Kwang Ju (RK), Keflavik, McCoy AFB, and other garden spots, it became apparent that the reward for hard work was a remote to Udorn as a weapons controller (see Tom Bowman’s bio). The war was winding down, pilots were numerous, and I needed an escape….
1974-1975: Student, San Diego State University. MS, Mass Communication. Always wanted to attend a large coed school. A hardship tour. Lots of time and effort, but fun. Continue reading