Air-Minded: Zulu Nostalgia
I read something yesterday and had a nostalgia attack. There are days I really miss the Air Force!
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What was (and might have been)
I read something yesterday and had a nostalgia attack. There are days I really miss the Air Force!
I counted up the banned book reviews I’ve published here and the current total is 69.
SR-71s were generally called Blackbirds, but the ones at Kadena were nicknamed Habus after the venomous pit vipers native to Okinawa.
One a day in Tampa Bay
You could fly coast to coast in 1930, but your trip would entail a mix of short flights by day, overnight train rides, and occasional hotel stays when airline and train timetables didn’t mesh.
I purposely avoid saying “World War III” because it strikes me as racist; as if only wars fought by white First-Worlders can rise to the level of a world war.
Race isn’t real. Race is very real. Both sentences are true.
When I think about it, which I don’t do often, it astounds me how few of the men and women I know today are veterans.