Pondering the Past

 Update on the important things...Mrs J is doing great! Released from the hospital a week ago.  Getting a bit of Home Health Care help, the nurses are very helpful and, importantly, upbeat.  The prognosis is very good although some lifestyle changes are called for.

C'est la Vie!

 I've also got a small "procedure" this morning, so responses may be a bit later than usual.  Dr. Tuna has decreed that this is "No big deal".  However, the nurse who called and explained the procedure didn't cause my blood pressure to decrease much.

No, Beans, I don't like knives, especially being used on me.  But, better to get rid of those bastige skin cells now rather than later.

In any case, on with the show.

I was surfing the internet Saturday, after offloading and stacking 21 bales of hay by hand.  Hey, it's August in Texas, hot as usual, but at least it's also humid.  I decided I would enjoy a few glasses of ice water and the conditioned air coming from the vent above my desk.  'Tis quite a pleasant way to cool off. 

 I got to thinking and wondered how much a square bale of hay weighs, so opened up DuckDuckGo and asked it the question.  It turns out it's between 40 and 60 lbs. 21 bales of hay at 50lbs avg each is 1071 lbs or a half a ton.  No wonder I was sweating.

But, the horses are happy.

Now that I got the answer to THAT defense of the Nation question, it's on to other internet adventures.  

 I was sitting at my desk, trying to figure out what twist Sarge was next going to throw into his story while simultaneously trying to figure out what to write about this week.  Something  caught my eye and pointed me to the internet to do some surfing.

Something?  RIGGHT!

Surfing being something different from researching.  Researching has a target, surfing is just looking around to see what you can find.

 I finally decided I wanted to search for "Eagles".  I don't know how, but I had found my "something", and it was very interesting.

Seems someone had spent some time building a site which contains a collage of photos of the 12TFS history from the early '80s until the squadron was disbanded in the 2007.

Yep, there went the rest of my day.  Not that I noticed.

 

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Squadron picture in 1989.  Yep, I'm in it.  For those interested, Rocket is in the second row just behind the rear wing of the AIM 9. Bones* is in the front row, fourth from the left. Interestingly, I don't remember many of the actual names of the folks above,  their "Call Sign" however... Unfortunately, this was taken in the last full year of flying for me.

Wish I could time travel.

My First year there (I had more hair then)

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Tom Curran was a 1LT in the squadron when I was assigned there.  He put together the collection and it was fun to look through the pictures and remember the people I flew with and the jets I actually flew. 

 

Well Done, Tom.

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*Here's another pretty good "Flying and Fighting" story which talks about Bones.

AHHHH, to be young again!

Peace Out, y'all!