People places and things from the last fourteen or so years, and proof that being a helicopter pilot in the military is akin to being a fry cook at Jack in the Box

Aircraft 20762 in Saudi Arabia during Desert Hurry Up and Wait. I think it was either a 69 or 70 model. Anyway it was an OH-58C ATAS that flew like a sewer lid. I lived in it for about a month later in the trip

After the big party, in Iraq. Doug Crawford was the PC and I was the lowly AO. We had everything we needed in the aircraft. I was issued a Ruger .38 with five rounds and nothing more. I took the crewchief's M-16 and all his rounds for the border crossing, he had my paperweight and five rounds. Nothing is too good for our troops, and that's exactly what they're gonna get

I went to Flight School after Desert Storm. As you can see, the Army spent most of the budget on the conflict.....

Then, seven years later, (where did the time go?), in Hawaii with the 68th Med. I will suffer through my tour here only so that other soldiers do not have to

This is from the short lived game show, "Who wants to get their ass kicked?"

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