You Load Sixteen Tons, What Do You Get?
Happy Labor Day to my American readers.
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There I was at 30,000 feet
Happy Labor Day to my American readers.
Yesterday, at Barnes Air National Guard Base in Westfield, Massachusetts, a back-seat passenger ejected from an F-15 as it taxied out for takeoff.
Meanwhile, that pretty little Cessna 172 at Pima Air and Space speaks to me every time I walk or drive past it, and no wonder. I lost my virginity to one of its sisters.
Recent posts here have been almost entirely domestic. What can a Tucson-based blogger say about events that’ll make the slightest difference? Still, one tries to keep a hand in. On the Air India crash: the engines on those Boeing 787s produce more than enough thrust to make up for forgetting to set flaps and slats […]
From all I can see, most Los Angelenos continue to go about their daily business, unaware of the protests Trump & company are calling an insurrection. Then again, if anyone knows what an insurrection is, it would be Trump.
The Philippine Mars is one of two surviving Martin JRM-1 seaplanes built for the U.S. Navy in World War II.
I wrote this post ten years ago and am moving it back to the top of the blog for Memorial Day.
My pen pal, like me a retired military officer, says he’s ready to quit reading and watching the news altogether, because everything’s political and both sides and so on.