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    This is about as good a place as any to post this, since most of you guys have some interest
    in aviation, especially military aviation. Some of you may remember my post some mos ago of an airshow act he was in going a bit off...that's in here to.

    It took a car wreck 25 yrs to kill my Dad, yet even though it took his ability to walk, it didnt stop his flying. Only his declining health and eyesight did that about 7 yrs ago.

    For 8 yrs he was a regular almost daily contributor to Ludlow Porch's radio show (in the southern US). His yarns were very popular, as more than a half century of flying for both fun and a living gave him plenty of material.He never saw a day of actual combat,but his contribution to military avaition was extensive, and many pilots from an assortment of nations let him know (often) that thier lives were saved in combat by what he had taught them.

    This is about 20 or so photos, so if you could minimise commenting till im done....thanx.

    Here He is helping his friend Henry do an insane airshow act that involved tumbling off a ladder of a clipped wing J-3 at 28 knts. He asked my Dad to fly for him at this show, and since he didnt want some noob getting his friend killed, he relunctantly accepted. However, his foot got caught for a few seconds, resulting in this unique hemoroid treatment before he finally got free.



    Here is the 19 yr old AAF private (left) hanging out on the flight line with P-51s he wishes he was flying, in occupied Japan, 1946.


    My Dad took this photo of his 2 very board friends with no war to fight....yet. Note the appropriate nose art. the artist hadnt painted the chick yet.


    He came home in 49, having his fill of peacetime service, and got a job as the 3rd guy on DC-3s for a time at Eastern Airlines. Then Korea came along, and the USAF needed pilots...fast. He got a job as a link instructor at Spence AFB in South Ga., then
    became a regular flight instructor for a civilian contract school. In the meantime, He
    obtained an Aeronica Champ and married my mother, who was also a pilot with her own
    J-3. Here he is in preferred element in the
    Champ.


    He went from instructing primary
    in T-34s to basic in The 'new' T-28A. He's
    on the rt with a cadet student. Note the size of these underpowered machines.


    then about 1958, The T-28s were replaced by T-37s. One of his favorite rides. He's in the right seat, where the instructor's position is.


    I had just started walking when this
    was taken in 59. I actually have a vague memory of my mother holding me while
    he opened the canopy. I guess the
    sound of the motor must've impressed me. Dependans could go out on the flight
    line back then, even when they were
    dependants of civie contract instructors.


    He also did alot of fun stuff with
    his assortment of "interesting"
    associates. Here he's helping ferry
    (in the back seat)
    a Ryan PT-22 his friend EB Pirkle
    bought. (His friends had such aviation
    sounding names.) What you cant see
    is the huge oil slick on the opposite
    side of the fuselage that was
    forcing them to find an airport.
    Still had time for a photo-op though.
    note position of flaps.


    In 61, the USAF made the ingenious decision to do all basic and advanced training in house, so
    he had to find another job. The Army still
    used civilian instructors (as they still do)
    and things were starting to heat up in a
    place called Vietnam. They also still did fixed
    wing training. Here he's with some other
    instructors (on rt) and an L-19 circa 1963(USAF called them O-1s).


    In 65, the Army started letting the air force
    train all its fixed wing guys, as they were
    converting almost completely to helicopters.
    They also needed LOTs of pilots for Vietnam.
    Here he's with a student and a TH-13 (on rt)
    in oct 1966 at Fort Rucker Ala. teaching
    instruments. (yes, its a Bell47).
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    This is about as good a place as any to post this, since most of you guys have some interest
    in aviation, especially military aviation. Some of you may remember my post some mos ago of an airshow act he was in going a bit off...that's in here to.

    It took a car wreck 25 yrs to kill my Dad, yet even though it took his ability to walk, it didnt stop his flying. Only his declining health and eyesight did that about 7 yrs ago.

    For 8 yrs he was a regular almost daily contributor to Ludlow Porch's radio show (in the southern US). His yarns were very popular, as more than a half century of flying for both fun and a living gave him plenty of material.He never saw a day of actual combat,but his contribution to military avaition was extensive, and many pilots from an assortment of nations let him know (often) that thier lives were saved in combat by what he had taught them.

    This is about 20 or so photos, so if you could minimise commenting till im done....thanx.

    Here He is helping his friend Henry do an insane airshow act that involved tumbling off a ladder of a clipped wing J-3 at 28 knts. He asked my Dad to fly for him at this show, and since he didnt want some noob getting his friend killed, he relunctantly accepted. However, his foot got caught for a few seconds, resulting in this unique hemoroid treatment before he finally got free.



    Here is the 19 yr old AAF private (left) hanging out on the flight line with P-51s he wishes he was flying, in occupied Japan, 1946.


    My Dad took this photo of his 2 very board friends with no war to fight....yet. Note the appropriate nose art. the artist hadnt painted the chick yet.


    He came home in 49, having his fill of peacetime service, and got a job as the 3rd guy on DC-3s for a time at Eastern Airlines. Then Korea came along, and the USAF needed pilots...fast. He got a job as a link instructor at Spence AFB in South Ga., then
    became a regular flight instructor for a civilian contract school. In the meantime, He
    obtained an Aeronica Champ and married my mother, who was also a pilot with her own
    J-3. Here he is in preferred element in the
    Champ.


    He went from instructing primary
    in T-34s to basic in The 'new' T-28A. He's
    on the rt with a cadet student. Note the size of these underpowered machines.


    then about 1958, The T-28s were replaced by T-37s. One of his favorite rides. He's in the right seat, where the instructor's position is.


    I had just started walking when this
    was taken in 59. I actually have a vague memory of my mother holding me while
    he opened the canopy. I guess the
    sound of the motor must've impressed me. Dependans could go out on the flight
    line back then, even when they were
    dependants of civie contract instructors.


    He also did alot of fun stuff with
    his assortment of "interesting"
    associates. Here he's helping ferry
    (in the back seat)
    a Ryan PT-22 his friend EB Pirkle
    bought. (His friends had such aviation
    sounding names.) What you cant see
    is the huge oil slick on the opposite
    side of the fuselage that was
    forcing them to find an airport.
    Still had time for a photo-op though.
    note position of flaps.


    In 61, the USAF made the ingenious decision to do all basic and advanced training in house, so
    he had to find another job. The Army still
    used civilian instructors (as they still do)
    and things were starting to heat up in a
    place called Vietnam. They also still did fixed
    wing training. Here he's with some other
    instructors (on rt) and an L-19 circa 1963(USAF called them O-1s).


    In 65, the Army started letting the air force
    train all its fixed wing guys, as they were
    converting almost completely to helicopters.
    They also needed LOTs of pilots for Vietnam.
    Here he's with a student and a TH-13 (on rt)
    in oct 1966 at Fort Rucker Ala. teaching
    instruments. (yes, its a Bell47).
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    It's 1974, and he's assigned to
    instructing South Vietnamese students.
    Here he's with a VNAF lt and a Hughes
    TH-55, or as he called it, a really
    h orny easteregg. His Viet students
    were among his favorites, all very
    eagar and motivated as well as some of
    his best students. This was taken by
    another VNAF student-they all referred
    to him as "my dady" (with one d). I
    remember going to the base once and
    seeing a bunch of these guys come
    running up to him like he really was.


    And now for something completely
    different. When the usual poorly
    thought out defence cuts came along,
    he found a new home with Bell
    Helicopter, training the Imperial
    Iranian Army to fly the HUGE amount
    of equipment the Shah bought from us.
    He's leading a flight of primary
    students in Bell 206s
    on a cross country in the
    middle of a very hot and empty
    Iranian desert, somewhere near Isfahan
    in 1975.


    He progressed from 206s to
    teaching advanced in UH-1Hs,
    then tactics in AH-1J Cobras-
    his absolute all time favorite
    ride. Here an Iranian student
    takes this of him in the command
    cockpit, as he usually flew in
    the gunners/instructors position
    forward. This day they were
    giving the students time in the
    gunners position.
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  4. #4
    Great photos! Thanks!
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    Taylortony's Avatar Senior Member
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    What a superb tribute to him from a loving son.

    Long may he Rest In Peace and fly the clouds above free from the cares of the world....................................
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    thanks guys, there's a few more, and this is
    the condensed version.

    Here he and a student (he's in the forward cockpit where he usually flew from) on the way through some mountains near the Iraqi border
    in 78 on the way to the range. He's got a full load of 2.75" rockets and 20mm. I gotta get the 8mm films of shooting all that stuff on video somehow so i can upload it..some great stuff.


    After narrowly getting out of Iran after our govt decided to abandon Iran, he went to
    work for Arizona helicopters in Scottsdale
    fighting fires in the Ca, Utah, and new mexico.
    California was almost like being in combat,
    making delivery of fire fighters (mostly
    inmates who did a fearless job), dropping
    water and flurry, and using a helitorch to
    start backfires. He also did many medivacs of
    both firecrews and civilians, and emergency
    evacuations of both as well.
    Here a news reporter took this photo of him
    lifting a bucket out of a lake fighting a
    fire in the ca mtns.


    Ok, i had to resize some of these even smaller.
    He made alot of emergency flights in that job,
    as he technically was a fireman in the fire
    season of the biggest tenderbox on earth. He
    made the local CA papers several times, and also
    the tv news. He pulled many people off those
    ridges as fire was closing in, trees were literally exploding (he'd never seen that before), and several times had fire licking at
    the skids as he took off overloading the Bell
    Longrangers with the cabin full and guys on
    the skids (got the dogs to).

    THis is another newspaper photo of him using a
    common technique in the hot density altitude
    of those mtns....diving off a ridge to load
    the rotors. It was daylight to well after
    dusk, and thru the night sometimes.


    Here he's with one of the fire crews he worked
    with that included some
    he had earlier pulled off a ridge
    that was so thin he had to balance the AC on
    it while everyone climbed in and on the skids.
    Note the invaluable dog, as well as the rangers
    and other pilots. He's on the back rt
    a bit after all the exitment. He really enjoyed
    this work, as it was sort of like the
    combat tour he never had.
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    im hoping my flight story is that way some day
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    After Pres. Reagan came along and reminded
    everyone that the country still needed a
    military, He went back to work at Ft. Rucker, working for Northrop (which had the contract
    using Bell and Hughes AC) and wound up being
    thier chief test pilot at Ft. Rucker;this
    entailed being in charge of the section that
    tested AC that had been worked on and checking
    that everything worked. THis had been his last
    job in Iran as Bell's chief test pilot there.

    It was during this time in 1981
    that He got hit in the drivers side by some speeding kid near Dothan ala on his way to
    work and was nearly killed. He wound up paralyzed and
    suffered terribly, but never gave up hope
    of flying again. After a couple of yrs, he
    recovered enough to get an ultralight
    modified with rudder in the stick (they
    only had rudder and elevator). He flew 2
    of these for many yrs, having more engine
    failures and forced landings than he ever
    did in anything else. When nobody else could
    figure out why, he took the kawasaki snow-
    mobile engine apart and found that a gasket
    had been left out. After that he had no
    problems.

    Here he is taking off at my grandparents
    small backwoods strip in N. Ga. in his
    Condor.


    In 83, Atlanta ch.11 did a story on him, as this was pretty original for back then. His
    friends would sometimes fly in the small strip
    where he lived, and it's kinda interesting
    to be woken up by an OH-6, Huey, or even a
    CH-54 SKycrane buzzing your house then
    sometimes even landing in your back yard.
    You guys wouldnt believe the stories
    associated with this. I couldnt sometimes
    myself.
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    heywooood's Avatar Senior Member
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    a courageous fellow was your pops, and this is a fine tribute to a full and happy life it seems.

    Thanks to him and all who serve the USA.
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