Added two images of us guys as were were in 1972, on to my War, 2nd Cruise page.
I don't exactly remember the sources, or the 'editor' of either image. Nevertheless we were then, "We few, we happy few, we band of brothers." And despite a few losses over time, we remain so today.
The second photo depicts the highlight of the day, the evening ‘roll-em’. It was the lowly movie officer’s job to procure good movies, have the projector all set up for the exact start of the movie without previews etc., and especially in focus. The skipper would count down to start the movie. The lights were supposed to go off and the movie to start without a hitch. Precision!
However, this did not always go as planned. Then the movie officer was required to stand in front, give his excuses, apologize, and take all the ridicule and abuse from this squadron mates, as can be seen in the photo.
It should be noted that most of the guys in the photo spent their day getting shot at over North Vietnam. They again would be doing the same, the following day. Thus the evening 'roll-em' was a highly anticipated, and a very much needed escape from the stress of daily combat! The man in the green shirt – our superb maintenance officer - kept our birds flying. Conspicuous by their absence are Ted and Dave. They had been shot down earlier and were POWs in the Hanoi Hilton when this photo was taken.
Added an image of my old F-4B, NF-213 on my Linebacker I & II page.
From its genesis in 1969, the Navy Fighter Weapons School (NFWS, aka TOPGUN) has gone through a number of evolutions, expansion, and has changed geographical venues. In its initial existence Topgun was established solely to train F-4 pilots to fight and defeat Soviet fighter aircraft over Vietnam in close-in, dog fighting combat. The school was obviously, tremendously successful.
Some years later following the Vietnam experience and with the advent of the F-14 with its Phoenix missile and advanced radar weapons system, NFWS training was expanded to meet a growing Soviet Cold War threat. While the original Topgun school concentrated on pilot air combat maneuvering (ACM) and remained doing so, this later and expanded training focused more on the Radar Intercept Officer. The training concentrated on defense of the aircraft carrier battle group against Soviet cruise missiles, tactics that later would be named “Vector Logic.” This TOPGUN offshoot training was called TOPSCOPE.
Having been an early TOPGUN graduate in 1972, I was honored to come back five years later for NFWS TOPSCOPE training. A diploma, patch, and class photo is added on my TOPGUN page.
Congratulations to my friend and UK talented aviation artist, Pete Wenman,
for his work now being selected for display within the US Pentagon. One of his five paintings is of my old squadron aircraft. Bravo Zulu, Pete!
42 years ago who among us in VF-151 aboard the USS Midway could have imagined our colorful F-4B fighter aircraft someday adorning five dollar Greeting Cards!!??
I may have to get a few.
Added a photo of an AIM-9 Sparrow missile with a VF-1 F-14A on my VF-1 page.
My trusty and venerable Rolex watch that I purchased in 1971 in the Subic Bay, Philippines, Navy Exchange, and the watch that graces my wrist in most all images of me on this website, is in the shop (Shreve & Co.) in San Francisco for reconditioning.
My watch is special. I mention it on my Epilogue Page. It is an old friend and is a part of me. Together this watch and I have traveled the world, experienced together war and love, earthquakes and capsizing, broken bones and life threatening assaults, supersonic flight and many scares. But we remain together. We two have witnessed the magic and beauty of life. Indeed, we have lived life to the extreme and continue to live on, together.
The estimated four to six weeks to recondition will be difficult. I feel naked. All through the day, every day now, I feel the loss on my wrist.
Someone had commented on my lack of updates here in awhile. They worried that maybe my cancer had caught up with me. Thankfully that is not the case. I am quite healthy at the moment. I just have been lazy and otherwise occupied. So I have added a few more things here in the past few days to update this site.
P.S. The wife and I are also the grandparents of our newly born, 2nd grandson.
We recently had a mini VF-151 reunion at the Ranch Bernardo Inn in July. Pictured are two stellar RIOs, one stellar maintenance officer, and two stellar F-4B drivers... one who had to endure some time as a POW in the Hanoi Hilton. Great stories, mixed memories, and a special bond among "we few, we happy few, we band of brothers."
I recently came across a vintage, Aviation Officer
Candidate School (AOCS) article from a 1964 All Hands magazine. Although a few years before my time there, it is a good representation of what I experienced during the hot and humid Pensacola summers of 1966 and '67 in AOCS. The Making of a Naval Aviator (pdf).
Someone recently sent me this photo of us during a "sky spot" drop in South Vietnam behind an Air Force Pave Phantom we used for their more accurate navigational guidance. While technically not a true Sky Spot - which we also did - that is what we called all these similar missions. When the weather was bad and precluded our visual, close air support to ours and ARVN ground troops,this is what we did elsewhere.
We weren't too keen on these missions, having to follow an Air Force F-4, and because we thought these drops to be too inaccurate for our liking.
Added to my War, 1st Cruise page.
Fear as motivation…
I recently came across this old but interesting article concerning the enormous pressure of Naval flight training back in the day, especially the extremely grueling two weeks of Aviation Officer Candidate School’s indoctrination period.
While extremely challenging, mentally, physically, emotionally and academically (I studied more in a few weeks than I would in a year or more in college), I thrived under the many hardships and challenges.
According to the article, I must have had a greater “frustration tolerance” than most. Moreover, I did not want to be a “misfit!” Thankfully, I was not.
The Psychology of INDOC (pdf)
This is why aircraft carriers have Landing Signal Officers (LSOs).
Post by Carrier Landing Consultants
A great man that I had the honor of knowing passed away this week – Jerry Coleman. Among other fine things, he was a star New York Yankee Infielder, a Marine combat fighter pilot in two wars, was the “Voice of the San Diego Padres,” and was once the team’s manager.
Navy Captain (ret.) Jack Ensch tells us that LtCol. Jerry Coleman "said on many occasions that he is more proud of his service as a naval aviator (Marine pilot) than of any other thing he ever accomplished in life - including his MVP baseball career and Hall of Fame broadcasting career."
I flew the San Diego Padres’ B-727 when he was the Padres' club manager. Although that season was a disappointment, I was immensely impressed with and blessed to know this extraordinary man. I admired him greatly. He was special, and he will be sorely missed.