Creek Nickel
Fifteen years later Donna crossed paths with the wife of one of my instructor pilots, who seemed surprised to learn we were still in the Air Force. She was amazed Donna and her trouble-making ways hadn’t tubed my career years ago.
Expensive(r) Hobby Update
I think I’m ready now to stop adding watches to my collection (I hear Donna saying “yeah, right” from the other end of the house).
Threats & Trespassers
Meanwhile, it’s snowing.
Polenta for Breakfast
Donna made polenta last night.
Way Down Upon the Swanee River …
The title of this post is, of course, from Stephen Foster’s song, “Old Folks at Home.” Which is where we are, thank goodness.
O, Say Can You Sing
Donna and I tuned in late to the Super Bowl and missed the national anthem. Both of them.
Fox Two, Pop One
The F-22 Raptor, originally meant to replace the F-15 Eagle, has finally scored an air-to-air kill.
Air-Minded: First Blooding
“Captain Woodford, please pick up a white courtesy phone.” Well, that couldn’t be good, could it?